Sunday Lifts, contrary to what you believe itโs not the day of rest, at least, not for hockey players. Let me rephrase that, at least, not for good hockey players. The shitty ones are likely still snoozing.
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๐ Briar Hockeyโs golden boy โข Professional ride operator. Golden retriever energy with a filthy mouth ๐๐ค๐ก๐๐ฅ๐ก๐๐ฎ||๐๐พ25+||#OffCampus
If you got it, flaunt it.
Showing off? Iโm simply entering a room. Itโs not my fault swagger comes with it.
Such show off
Casually sauntering into the room. Signature smirk in full play.
โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ ๐อ๐ป๐ป๐ธ๐ด - ๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ
โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ ๐ ๐ฟ๐๐ผ๐๐๐๐ ๐น๐ผ๐๐ฒ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐พ๐๐ผ๐๐บ๐๐๐พ๐๐.
By no means is he bashful. Heโs been bagging women, well, it first started off as girls, since he was a kid. Those notes that were passed around in classed saying youโre cute? Yeah, he got those. Also, the ones that said check yes or no if you like me. When it came to Valentineโs Day cards,
Watching Dean Di LaurentisโBriar's star defenceman who usually commanded every room with god-given effortless arroganceโactually flush and stumble through an explanation was a sight she hadn't realised she was starving for. ๐๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ธ๐ข๐ฏ๐ต๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ.
Basking in attention, that's normally what these public workout sessions are made for. He thrives on knowing that girls are getting turned on by watching the ripple of his muscles, that theyโre going back to their boyfriends and using him as inspiration to reach that final peak.
๐๐ฐ ๐จ๐ญ๐ข๐ฅ ๐ ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฅ๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ด๐ฌ๐ช๐ฑ ๐ญ๐ฆ๐จ ๐ฅ๐ข๐บ. Pulling out her earbuds, Allie elicits a low, reverberant whistle before slowly approaching him, watching as the tendons in his shoulders flex with each lift of the dumbbell, thinking of other ๐ด๐ต๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ถ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ด activities that could get him the same result. Perhaps, if he's
And cue the look of annoyance that forms, the look only caused by a sibling. Scowling at her as he drops the weight down onto the grass. โFirst off, the crowd of flustered girls around you with clenched legs says differently and second off, this is my turf. So, you lose.โ
And cue the vomit in her mouth. The last thing she wants to be witnessing is her brother putting on the poor mans rendition of Magic Mike. "Ewwwww, Dicky. Will you cover yourself up. No one wants to watch you."
Not listening to the command right away because he knows she relishes in having his attention. Plus, he loves giving it to her. Heโs not bashful or subtle about it, sheโs sexy as hell. โNo, no, well Iโ Thereโs a sudden flush to his cheeks. Definitely new. โJust wanted to see you.โ
Her eyes rolled as a amused snort escaped her lips. Grinning, she clicked her fingers sharply to garner his full attention. "Up here, Di Laurentis." Throwing her bag down onto the floor, she took several small, deliberate strides towards him. "This is a pleasant surprise. Is everything okay?"
When the door swings open his gaze falls on her instantly. No way in hell would he include โshittyโ to describe what sheโs wearing. Eyes lowering because heโs entranced by those legs that go on for days.
"I have arrived, albeit in a shitty sweater, but here I am."
He uncaps the top of his water bottle and slowly makes his way over to where sheโs standing. Being insulted by Allie Hayes shouldnโt work on him, but it does. It so does. When she mentions how he will have to do a lot more to get a reaction from her, he lifts one brow.
Her body heated as his gaze landed on her, her heart betraying her as it beat an erratic thump behind her ribs. Damn him for affecting her like this. Dragging her pearly whites across her lower lip, her head fell to the left as her eyes dragged ๐ญ๐ข๐ป๐ช๐ญ๐บ over his body,
One arm at a time. Feeling the burn with each new rep. His bicep and tricep really feeling it. Teeth grit together, veins standing out as he pushes himself through the final inch of the lift. Taking a second to catch his breath, snatching his water bottle from the grass, and when he hears a comment
Oh, please. They all know that the ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ, ๐ด๐ช๐ญ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฌ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต routine is just a tactic to draw a bigger crowd as if he can't hear the collective gasps and groansโnot to mention the panties practically dropping to the ground. We all know you're secretly loving the attention, Di Laurentis.
Outside the Briar U quad, heโs lifting weights. Very aware that he has managed to draw a crowd with the way sweat runs down his chest but he doesnโt smirk at the attention like he normally would. In fact, he hasnโt even glanced their way. Completely in the zone, locked in on the workout
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๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ผ๐ผ Professional Ride Operator, girls get on once and never forget the ๐๐ง๐ค๐ฅ. โ โ A canon portrayal of everyoneโs favorite playboy Dean Di Laurentis. Mature themes are ahead. Minors and lewds stay in the penalty box.