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I just cleaned out the storage dewar, which Post-Doc had refilled with liquid nitrogen. She suggested that I thaw some vials and try them myself, maybe they'd grow for me. Because obviously, re-freezing the cells that died would bring them back to life? I cannot even begin to parse her logic
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"When did you decide that jailbait was worth your time, Persephone Karla?"
"Do not call me that, Pricey. And if Skinner's old enough to play in the NHL, he's old enough for the drills I've got in mind."
Carey bursts into laughter. "You did not just make that joke!"
PK grins at him and tosses her braids over her shoulder. "The kid looks like he'll work hard to compensate for any short-comings. And practice can only help, right? Don't you remember what it was like when you were 18?"
The laughter, which had almost died, starts again with a muffled snort. "PK Subban, taking one for the team?"
"Sometimes a woman's got to do what a woman's got to do, Carey; other women will thank me, some day. Now shut up, he's got our beers. Be nice. And find somewhere else to be in about ten minutes."
The only problem with PK's genius plan is that after Carey abandons them, Eric Staal stops by their table, clearly checking on his rookie. Staal, in champion cockblock fashion, shuffles Skinner off with excuses about an early strategy meeting before PK can make a move.
The jersey thing just happens. It's not like Skinner needs it, and PK needs every advantage she can get in the skills contest. It's a bonus that some dudes really like seeing women in their clothes. Turns out that Skinner's one of them.
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There is more awkward flirting later over beers, until PK tells him that she's okay with it if he's not interested, they can have another drink, or they can go up to her room.
It's pretty flattering, how eagerly he hops up and ushers her out.
PK spends a lot of time working on her upper body, and if she's going to have shoulders as broad as a linebacker's it's only fair that she has a narrow waist and awesome rack to balance them and her hockey ass.
And apparently Jeff really appreciates her tits, too, because once they're tumbled onto the bed, half dressed and giggling, they're what he aims for. PK relaxes back against the pillows and anchors her fingers in his hair, and when his hands start tentatively working her jeans open while his mouth is still moving from one nipple to the other, she just arches her hips to help him along.
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"Can I?"
Yes, he can. May. Whatever, yes please.
PK is going to have to revise her estimate, because Jeff clearly knows what he's doing here, or he's good at improvising. Whatever they're teaching the boys in Markham or Kitchener nowadays, she definitely approves.
Jeff takes direction really well, and it isn't long before PK is tugging hard on his curls, coming against his tongue and fingers, and she can see what people mean when they say he's got a good work ethic because he stays there, and heavy weight between her legs, thumb stroking over the crease between hip and thigh, and rubs his nose against her hip even as he pushes his own against the mattress. His face is shiny and pink, and she could get off again, no problem, but that kind of performance deserves a reward.
"There are condoms in the front pocket of my luggage if you don't have any with you."
Thankfully he doesn't have to go that far, because he came prepared.
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(p.s. cheering so hard for the orioles tonight, and lol did you hear a-rod isn't even starting the game? hahahahahahahahahaha)
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Jeff gloves up and gets inside PK without much delay, and she plants one hand on his ass and pushes into it, but after a handful of thrusts he tucks his face against her neck and stills.
"Oh, god."
"Did you--?"
He huffs out a heavy, shaky breath. "No, but. Give me a minute."
PK cards her other hand through his hair and tugs until he shudders and mutters, "Not helping," before lifting his head and meeting her gaze. He's flushed, embarrassment warring with pleasure, and that decides her.
"Hang on." She wriggles a hand down between them, and then tells him, "If you're worried about going off before me, don't. I've got this."
He laughs, and the resulting motion makes him groan, but PK counts it as a win when they both get off a couple of minutes later.
After, Jeff is still sort of embarrassed, but PK really doesn't care - sex is supposed to be fun and messy, and as long as everybody enjoys it, it's all good. They end up drinking the vodka and rum from the mini-bar, and they fuck again later, this time with PK on top; Jeff lasts longer that way, and it puts PK in a position where her tits are right where he can appreciate them. Bonus: she can get off more than once that way, and she guesses from his reaction that he's never had that happen before. She leaves Raleigh with Jeff's number in her phone and a Cheshire-cat grin that even Carey's chirping can't kill.
All in all, even if their team loses the game, PK counts ASG2011 as a success.
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and &PK;!!!!
I hope writing this made you feel a little better. I sure enjoyed it!!!
(oh my god, fuck jeter and fuck granderson and fuck ichiro too uggggggh)
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It did, actually! Great prompt. :)
CHARLOTTE CHECKERS TOMORROW NIGHT. ALSO HAPPY-MAKING.
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OMG HAVE FUN AT HOCKEY!!!! i will try to see if the Marlies home opener is on TV, I mean, I pay for LeafsTV as part of my sports package so it SHOULD be there, right??????
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I saw the Marlies won? So yay! Did you get to see it? I know AHL games are available on ahllive.com, but I always wish that local teams' games are available for viewing for free. :/
It is so weird to watch hockey when it is still nearly 90F here. SO WEIRD. And I'm super sad that Jeff Skinner is back in Toronto training, rather than with the Checkers. But still. I guess I should be sad the Aeros lost, but mostly I was excited to see the Faulk-Boychuk-Wallace score and the Faulk-Terry score right in front of me (I thought I had seats further back, but apparently the row marked #5 at that point of the rink is actually the second row?) and THEY WERE BEAUTIFUL. Well, actually, the first one was beautiful. The second one, IDK what Hackett was doing, I think he lost track of a rebound and didn't realize it was between him and the post and Terry pushed it in. JStaal had a good opportunity for a short-handed goal during the first period, but couldn't score.
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Heh yeah I went to a Knights preseason game last year in early September and wore shortshorts to walk to the rink and changed into jeans when I got there, because it was about that hot. So weird!
I snuck down to the glass for a few Marlies games a couple years ago and it's SO COOL getting to be right there and see how fast they move and how huge they are and then the boards rattling on a huge bodycheck right where you're sitting!! And seeing stuff play out like that, ugh, so good!!! (hahaha now I'm remembering the Leafs-Thrashers game I went to where I think Kulemin dipsy-doodled around Byfuglien in the end I was sitting for a perfect goal and it was the most beautiful thing I'd seen in ages. lol atlanta, lol big buff, lol kulemin, etc.)
in conclusion: HOCKEY!!!!!!!!
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These were easily the best seats I've ever had to any hockey game, college, AHL or NHL. The couple next to us had never been to a hockey game before, and they didn't realize how hard the puck could hit the glass or who fast and violent hits against the boards would be, and about ten minutes in, the guy told his GF, "Maybe we should move a few rows back." But they stayed, even though she shrieked every time anything hit the glass. A+ introduction to hockey!
(And then I got home and checked college hockey scores, and UW got swept by Northern Michigan. WTF, Badgers? And why were they playing in Green Bay? Was something going on at the Kohl Center that made a home game impossible? BB hasn't started there, yet, and the women's hockey team was at UM-D.)
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