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Gym Intruder

Shin Ryujin, Jeon Somi x Male Reader

Tags: acrobatic, arguing, armpit fetish, deepthroat, dry humping, facial, gym, threesome, titfucking, weather, workout

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In the last stages of Itzy's comeback preparation, Ryujin decided to hit the gym for one final time. You were both doing exercises at the gym and noticed each other. Despite the cold weather, Ryujin was wearing a very small outfit. You were the only two people there, so you decided to talk to each other.

"Hi, Nice to meet you, you told her. "What's your name?", you asked. "Ryujin, nice to meet you", she said, extending her hand for a handshake. From the start, you were looking at her hot body. "You seem a little anxious; what's going on?", you asked her. "You know, my group has a comeback in a few days, and I need to hit the marks on the gym; lots of performances are coming, and we already did lots of preparation", Ryujin replied. "I think you're doing a great job", you told Ryujin. "If you need some help, just call me", you said. "I'd love to have some help", she said.

You started coaching some exercise for her as a way of getting to know her better, as you held her armpits while she was lifting a weight, showing her the correct posture, and giving her some instructions as if you were her gym trainer. "Like that?", Ryujin asked, repeating some movements, receiving a negative response from you. "So, why don't you just show me the proper way?", she asked. "Sure, my pleasure", you continued. "Could you put me in the right position?", she asked. "Sure, you should bend your butt like this and put it in an upward position while getting yourself on all fours", you told Ryujin, already having in mind what it would look like if you stretched her out in that position. "That's going to keep your core stable", you said, caressing her back. "You should also put this elbow up and free your armpits", you continued.

"So, like this?", Ryujin asked. She knew you were into something, as she made a motion where her ass started bumping against your hips. "That's it", you answer affirmatively as she starts dry-humping you and giving you a huge boner in spite of the below-zero weather outside. "Hmmmm", she said, before getting surprised by a little spanking of her ass cheeks you gave her. "You're doing so well", you said. "Sure, that does feel good", Ryujin said. "Is there anything I can do to help you as well?", she continued. "You know what, I want to get some intense exercise; you could definitely give me some help", you said.

"Sure, I'm ready", Ryujin told you, her hands already searching for that bulge underneath your pants. She quickly got herself on her knees and started taking your shorts off. "Ooooh, I didn't think it could get this hard in such cold weather", she said. "But I can make it better", she continued as she started sucking your pole off, her perfect dick sucking lips fitting like a glove as she took it in her warm mouth, heating it up and making it grow inside her. You groaned at each move as she quickly deep-throated you. After she pulled out, you slapped your cock on her face for the first time. "Holy shit", you said, impressed with her skills.

It turns out throating was Ryujin's best specialty; she had sucked way bigger cocks before but tried to make sure you grew to the size she wanted. "I can't believe we are doing this", you said, shocked. "There is no one around us; we can do anything you want", she said, continuing to suck you out. Her hands were so firm, and her mouth was so good. She quickly went to give your balls some love, and after a while, you bent down to kiss her cock-sucking mouth. As your length grew thanks to her work, you finally got the courage to hit deep in her throat with a facefuck.

After a while, you drew Ryujin closer to you and stared, humping your cock against her milky thighs. "So sweaty, you should check it on a summer day", she said, flaunting her assets. You slapped her cock against her thighs and kissed her before letting Ryujin sit down and fucking her face again, then kneeling yourself to lick her sweaty armpits. "They are still dirty; lick them harder", she ordered as you obliged, sweeping them before taking your cock and sliding between them. "Yes, baby, hump that cock in those fucking pits", she said. "You're getting my pussy so wet", she continued as you kept humping. "Hot sweaty workout in the gym the cold winter, that's amazing", she kept going.

You gave Ryujin another facefuck, getting your cock ready to slide it between her armpits shortly after, giving her kisses as you rubbed it against her pits. However, your fun wasn't about to last for long, as you noticed a blonde woman running towards the gym you and Ryujin were inside. You had to quickly pull your cock back in your pants and pretend nothing had happened as the young woman approached. "Oh shit that was close", Ryujin said, getting herself back into a regular workout position.

Somi arrived at the gym already showing off her bare legs and nice cleavage. "Hi", you asked her. "I wasn't expecting you to come"; it's so early in the year and too cold outside", you continued. "Hey, Somi", Ryujin replied. However, she didn't say anything. It seemed like she wasn't in a good mood and just came to the gym to distract herself. Somi started doing some push-ups and squats as you too positioned themselves behind her. Ryujin, however, wanted to continue, grabbing some ropes and bending her butt over for another dry humping session. As Somi kept squatting, she then turned around and noticed you guys flirting close to her. You two made eye contact, but she ignored you as you moved your body against Ryujin's as if you were pounding her in a standing doggy position.

"I think it would be better if we kept a straighter position", Ryujin said, bending over further and taking her shorts off, keeping only her thong on. You noticed it was the same thong her groupmate Yeji wore at some performances, wondering if Ryujin had planned this all along to the point where she even stole her underwear. "Let me check your form, Ryujin", you said. "Yes, you need to check it right here", She grabbed your head and moved it against her ass, moaning as you pulled "her" thong to the side, and you started eating her pussy. In the background, Somi kept doing her individual workout, picking up some weights from the deck, and still ignoring your presence in the room. "That's perfect; it feels so good", Ryujin complimented your skills as you moved up and also took a bite of her ass.

After a while, the noise both of you were making was too much for Somi to ignore. She turned around and noticed Ryujin was only wearing her thong down low, showing her legs even more than Somi. "Oh yeah, just like that", Ryujin continued as you kept eating her pussy and her ass smothered your face. "I think we need to get this workout more intense, don't you think?", she then asked, looking at your bulge and removing your pants again. If Somi was so keen on just ignoring them, Ryujin decided she was just going to give no fucks about it. "Time to stretch out", she said to you as you started to slap her cheeks with your cock.

"Stretch me out, baby, oooohh", Ryujin demanded as she moaned when you inserted your cock in her pussy, closing her eyes and grabbing the equipment. The thought of being stretched out in front of someone else was very much a fantasy she had had for years. "Oh yeah, that stretch is good, just like that", she continued. Your thursts were very slow; you didn't want her to scream just to let out some soft moans. You then grabbed under her shirt and started massaging her tits, noticing she had no bra on (probably another thing she learned from her leader, didn't she?). "That's exactly how I wanted to work out", Ryujin praised you as you increased the pace.

Somi surely looked very immersed in whatever exercise she was doing because she continued to ignore you two's degenerate perversity despite it getting hotter and filthier. Ryujin now moaned as if she were in her own bed, but Somi remained unresponsive. Maybe she was aware of everything and just wanted to talk shit about Ryujin behind her back to her fellow idol friends. However, that was about to change. Somi finally turned around and looked straight into Ryujin's eyes while she was being stretched out. "What are you doing, bitch?", she rispidily asked. "We are just working out", Ryujin said promptly, as if she were being caught committing a crime. "YOU ARE IN THE FUCKING GYM, RYUJIN; HAVE SOME MANNERS; YOUR FUCKING TITS ARE OUT IN THE OPEN", Somi screamed at her, very upset.

"But it's so hot in here", Ryujin gave a poor excuse, which Somi sniffed as bullshit with ease. "Seriouly? It's below freezing out there". Even a stereotypical dumb blonde wouldn't get fooled by Ryujin's antics. You just watched them argue while putting your pants back on. "You're not serious about your career, Ryujin, doing this with a comeback looming", Somi scolded her. "Says the person who has one every two years", Ryujin replied. "Calm down, girls, let's not argue", you tried to intervene. "I was just training her", you continued. "Training? You're just a pervert who should get fired", Somi continued. "Oh, Somi, can you please calm down? Let him show you what he can do. I've felt better today than I have in weeks; this comeback really stressed me out", Ryujin said.

"Then show me what you have under those pants", an angry Somi demanded of you as you slowly unzipped. Despite their arguing, you still hadn't lost any of your erection. "We are really focused on stretching it out", you said, shaking your naked cock in front of Somi's intimidating presence. "Look at him", Ryujin said. "God, it's this big in that cold; I've gotta give him some props", Somi replied. "She is not as big as those bulls you took on those trips to Europe, but you should check it out to see if it fits your demanding standards", Ryujin said to Somi, who then clapped her hands and walked in your direction, letting your cock slap her belly button a bit before grabbing it.

"I'm calling bullshit; you're not a trainer", Somi says to your face. You try to argue in the opposite way, but she's having none of it. "Look at this big bulge, Somi; it's so nice and muscular", Ryujin laughs. "I guess she should try it", you reply. "I kinda like that; it's very nice and rigid", she says as she puts the tip of your cock in her mouth for some tasting. "Wow!", you exclaim as she sucks you off. It was your lucky day to get two great cocksuckers. "Let me clean your sweat off while you do that", Ryujin tells Somi, taking her shorts off and eating her pussy while she keeps sucking your cock.

"That's good", you praise Somi's cock sucking shills while Ryujin dives into her pussy, giving it some rapid tonguing. Somi moans with your cock in her mouth as both of you stimulate her holes. Just like with Ryujin, you give Somi's cock sucking mouth a kiss as she keeps handling your pole. Ryujin eats Somi out and gives her ass some spanking as Somi dives back into your cock. After a few moments, she stands up with her almost naked body in front of yours. Except for one part. Saving the best for last, Somi takes her shirt off and then pulls her black bra to the side while still keeping it on, showing you her massive tits. She isn't much shorter than you, which gives you both perfect eye contact as you kiss.

Somi is now sandwiched between you and Ryujin as both of you stimulate her as hard as you can. Ryujin kisses her neck while your tongue dives deep into hers. Down low, both of you finger Somi's perfect pink pussy. You then kiss Ryujin, who gives an idea: "We could both suck that big, hard pole together if you want to". You lie down on one of the equipments and let them do the work. Ryujin takes the tip, and Somi takes your balls in a classic POV blowjob. They then lick your cock from top to bottom before stopping at the tip and sharing it. "I think she likes it", Ryujin says. "Your eyes are beautiful when sucking that dick", you tell both of them.

Ryujin gives you a deepthroat that makes you hold yourself against the equipment. She quickly identifies it as your weakness and keeps moving, sucking your soul with her mouth. After a while, she gives Somi the opportunity to lead. Identifying it, you demand, "Give me those tits", humping your cock up and down Somi's milky melons before she even starts to wrap them up against that pole. Somi spits on your penis head and then presses her boobs hard against your shaft, tightening and clenching her tits like if it was her pussy already. The devilish smile Somi gives when performing a titfuck turns you on so hard. She knows that's her best asset and proudly uses them to milk men dry. Her titjob is very fast-paced and gives men no room to breathe. When she finally takes control, a sudden rush of blood flows to your cock to meet her demand for big, thorbbing meat sliding up and down her milk bags. "Yes, baby, I know you love those big tits wrapped around your cock like that," Somi whispers. "He's getting spoiled", Ryujin says as Somi moves towards deepthroating your shaft.

"Oh, it feels so good", you say. Ryujin nods in agreement as she watches Somi from above. "Your turn", Somi tells Ryujin, who wraps her left armpit around your cock. "Yes, fuck those juicy armpits", she demands as you thrust into them. "They are all sweaty and nasty," she continues, using your cock like a cleaner. "Now that's a workout!", she exclaims as Somi laughs beside her. Ryujin quickly dives back into your cock once she finishes it, sucking it without using her hands. This time, her deepthroat is so intense that your legs shake to the point where you're forced to pull out and not nut in her mouth right there.

"I think she's gonna please you for a while", Ryujin smiles at Somi as she kisses her. You get up and get a nice look at their bodies side by side, the shorter and toned Ryujin with a little bush between her legs contrasting with Somi's milky white big tits and snow-esque skin with her unshaved pink pussy. You move in Somi's direction, humping your cock against her ass and spanking her Wasian butt, which makes her moan. "Oh God", she says. Ryujin climbs on a pair of ropes to get closer to your height (not a problem for Somi) as you hold her waist. She then spreads her legs and lets her body get suspended in the air for you to have free access to her pussy. "Just like that", Somi incentivizes her as she watches you eat Ryujin out while she faces the ground.

You give Ryujin's ass a little spanking before she climbs out of the rope, letting Somi take her turn. "Look at this nasty sweaty ass", Ryujin says, talking about Somi's rear. "Look at that", you marvel at Somi's pink slit as she spreads her legs, diving at her folds while Ryujin rests on Somi's butt. The wasian slut moans a lot as she enjoys your workout of her clit. "OH GOD YES, OH, OH, OH", Somi screams as your tongue licks her pussy while Ryujin joins in and licks Somi's asshole. You tongue-kiss Ryujin as you two share a taste of Somi's holes. "Eat that pussy and suck on that clit", Ryujin keeps telling you, making Somi scream even further before you spank her ass and signal the workout is over. Somi gleefully smiles, ready for the next one.

"I want more", Somi says. "You want some of that dick, don't you?", Ryujin asks her. "YES!", Somi quickly replies. You slap her long legs as she climbs back up the rope. "Put it in there for her", you ask Ryujin, who guides your pole into Somi's entrance, sliding it inside. "Oh my God", Somi says, her body now twisted sideways as you insert your cock in her. "Spread that ass for me", you order Ryujin, who grabs Somi's cheeks and spreads them. Oh fuck yes", Somi moans while holding herself by the rope as you stretch her tall, thin body out. "I knew you would love this", Ryujin brags as she stimulates Somi's erogenous zones up top, licking her pits and kissing her neck and mouth. "Oh, you're so right", Somi answers back as they kiss each other.

"Now that's a good workout", Ryujin says as Somi screams with you pumping harder into her pussy. You kiss Ryujin as she laughs at the once-angry Somi, now looking completely overwhelmed by your cock. "She loves that", Ryujin plays with Somi, who can only answer "Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes". Ryujin sucks on Somi's tits as you keep pounding her with her left leg up in the air. You spank Somi's ass as you push deeper, and Somi continues to scream. "Just the way she likes", Ryujin says. "You're gonna make her cum", she continues". "Stretch that hot body", Ryujin keeps going between more kisses. "OH FUCK!", Somi screams as lots of juices flow out of her pussy. You tap her ass and pull out of her so Ryujin can taste them out of your cock immediately, leaving just a few for Somi. "God, you taste so good in that fucking cock", Ryujin tells her.

"Now is my turn", Ryujin says as she finishes kissing Somi. She takes her sneakers off while you kiss Somi yourself, climbing on the rope for some acrobatic missionary pounding. "Ohhhh yessss", she says as you line up to insert your cock in her wild pussy, her back resting on Somi's boobs. "Oh yeah, stretch that fucking pussy. Give that pussy a workout", Ryujin says in between laughs while Somi licks her nipples. You slap your cock on Ryujin's entrance before going back in and pushing harder. "I wanna cum, I wanna cum all over that cock", she says. "Spank my pussy, make me cum", she asks Somi, who stares, fingering Ryujin's clit. "FUCK ME, OHHHH. OHHH, MY GOD YES", Ryujin screams. It doesn't take long until she is the one coating your cock with juices, as they now reverse roles and Somi licks them from your pole.

"I have a naughty idea", Ryujin says as she recovers from her orgasm and kisses Somi. You have a few moments alone with the big tit wasian, grabbing her nipples and caressing her hair as you kiss her. "Don't you wanna fuck her and her perfect body more?", Ryujin asks you as you spank Somi's ass once more. She then sits on a ballance ball as Ryujin ties her ankles in the air and spreads her pussy for another pounding. You take Somi in a piledriver position as Ryujin stimulates her friend's big tits with lots of nipple sucking. Somi screams as you fuck her hard and deep from the start, your cock bulging under her fit body. "OH MY GOD! IT'S SO GOOD! she yells as Ryujin kisses her tits once more and then fingers her wet cunt as your cock stretches Somi out. "Oh fuck, I love it", Somi says before begging for God once more. "That's a good stretch", Ryujin says. "Oh God, make my pussy cum", Somi begs as Ryujin fingers her once more, and you hit her deep, making her reach orgasm once more.

"Let me taste that dick", Ryujin says as Somi's legs are still shaking, enjoying her nectar once again. You too overstimulate Somi, as the pounding of your cock is perfectly syncronized with Ryujin's magical fingers, only stopping to fuck Ryujin's face every time Somi releases her wet juices. "Damn, it's so fucking wet", Ryujin talks about Somi's dripping cun. "Ah, ah, ah, ah", are now the only words Somi can utter. Ryujin pinching her nipples and you hitting her cervix make Somi's legs close as Ryujin once again tastes her juices. "I want some of that dick", Ryujin smirked at you with Somi still on top of that ball. "You were always right, Ryujin; I shouldn't have been angry at you", Somi apologizes as you stick your cock back inside her, mating her against the floor for one final time and finishing the exercise with a spank to Ryujin's butt.

You help Somi get back on her feet as Ryujin waits for her turn. You spank her slutty ass and lie on the floor, lining your cock against her pussy while Somi sits hers in your face. Smacking your balls into her entrance, you pound Ryujin from down low while Somi fingers her pussy as you also eat her out. You pump Ryujin fast, making her juices flow out very quickly. Somi climbs out of you and tastes it as soon as Ryujin pulls out for the first time, while you finger Ryujin's pussy as she's suspended in the air. "How does that pussy taste?", she asks Somi. "Nasty", Somi replies as she spits on your cock and gets you ready for a second round, to which you pound Ryujin at an even faster pace. "Don't fucking stop. Harder! Nice and deep. Just like that", Ryujin tells you as Somi fingers her cunt. Not only don't you stop, but you increase the pace, hitting Ryujin as hard as you can and stretching her pussy all the way up to her cervix. Ryujin continues to moan under Somi's watchful eye until a spasm hits her.

"OHHHHH SHIT!" Ryujin prepares herself to cum again, taking control as she starts to bounce frenetically on your cock until she cums. Somi didn't even wait for her to recover; she was sitting on your cock as soon as Ryujin pulled out of it, giving it a hot cowgirl bounce with her legs spread at a 120-degree angle. It surely surprised you that Somi was capable of such a cock-breaking bounce, going so fast to the point that your cock slipped out of her pussy. Ryujin soon joined the fun, licking Somi's butthole as she kept riding your cock faster and faster, with extra help from Ryujin as she kept pushing Somi's ass down. "Work it, work that fucking ass, squat on that big dick", Ryujin demanded of Somi, who obliged. After a few more bounces, Somi pulled out and tasted herself, sucking your cock with her body still arched while Ryujin licked her legs. The Itzy girl then throated your boner once more.

Ryujin climbed back on the rope, making out with Somi as you prepared your next move. With her bodies still bumping against each other, you inserted your cock back into Ryujin's pussy from behind. "Oh yes!", she exclaimed and started moaning close to Somi's face, kissing her while you clapped Ryujin's cheeks hard. "Oh yes, use that fucking pussy", Ryujin demanded as you picked up the pace, Somi grabbing her by the waist. You got really rough with her, pounding Ryujin relentlessly for a few minutes, to the point where it made Somi jealous. After you finished, Somi asked you to put her on the abdominal bench, as you too ganged up on her with Ryujin eating her pussy while you fucked her face and then her tits. "Wow, you made a mess of this pussy; I need to clean it up", Ryujin said as she kept diving into Somi's vagina.

"Hmmm, Somi, you're making me so jealous by taking all that dick for yourself", Ryujin said as she pulled out your cock from Somi's mouth to taste it too. "Ohhhhh, fuck!" you exclaimed. No matter how many times she had done it, Ryujin's soul-sucking blowjobs always surprised you. Ryujin then licked Somi's sweat from her neck, which gave you room to go back into Somi's throat. That upset Ryujin, who "punished" you with another masterful deepthroat. "Ahhhh, that's impressive; your mouth is so fucking warm", you told Ryujin after she finished.

Ryujin turned the heating on the gym up, turning it into a greenhouse in the middle of the cold Seoul winter. "It's about to get hot in here", she said as you were about to put Somi on all fours and fuck her pink pussy in doggy. Rtujin picked some water that had not frozen and poured it on Somi's back and butt, making her shiver, before serving you some. "Come on, baby, you need some to fuck that pussy the best you can", Ryujin laughed while finishing herself to drink it, while Somi twerked her ass against your hips. Ryujin then spit the water on Somi's butt just as you picked up the pace and started pounding her harder. "Smack that slut", Ryujin ordered you as she spanked Somi's ass. "She wants it", she continued as you went rough against the Wasian whore while Ryujin showered Somi with another bottle of water.

"Oh, yes, yes, yes, yes" it was all Somi could say as Ryujin kept playing with her. "Turn this slut's ass red", Ryujin kept demanding as you pounded Somi hard. "Use that pussy like a fucking animal. Make her cream all over that fucking cock", she continued. "Are you gonna fucking destroy this pussy?", Ryujin kept going, not satisfied until you absorbed her anger and took it out on Somi's tight fuckhole. "AH. AH. AH. AH. AH", Somi rapidly screamed as you intensely boned her.

"Oh, you're all wet", Ryujin said to Somi just as you finished this routine. "How did you get so wet?", she laughed as you fingered Somi's pussy and spanked her ass. She lied herself on the table, ready to get pounded, as Somi got on top of her. You teased her pussy, grinding on her a few times before going in. "That pussy is ready to swallow that dick all the way deep", Ryujin claimed just as you started pounding her. "Oh shit!", she screamed and groaned as you pumped her. "Give me that good fucking stretch", she continued as you groped Somi's tits. "Yes, yes, yes, oh fuck", Ryujin kept moaning. Somi fingered herself as she watched you two fuck, coating her juices on Ryujin's belly. As Ryujin kept pushing, the harder you fucked her, the more you spanked Somi's ass in front of you. Craving for Somi's pussy, you pulled out of Ryujin and got back to destroying the Wasian cumdump, making her tits bounce as Ryujin grabbed them down low.

Ryujin licked Somi's bouncy boobs like a maniac as you kept destroying Somi's pussy. "Oh, you're dripping all over me", Ryujin said as Somi squirted all over her body. She was so needy, you switched back to her fuckhole, with Somi helping by fingering her pussy. "You like it? You like that pussy? Then stretch it out just like that. I want your cum so fucking bad", Ryujin kept talking as she sensed you were close. "I'm going to need that protein shake after such a workout", she said. "Let's go, baby; give it to us. Ohhhh, you like those nice, tight, sweet pussies?" she kept going. "I could go all day, fuck my hot, sexy body", she kept saying, sending you over the moon. "Harder, give it to me; use me until you fucking cum", she continued.

"There you go, there you go; fuck me hard and deep just like that", Ryujin said as you picked up the pace, her body bouncing on the table waiting for your protein shake. You manhandled her until her legs started to shake. As she came for one final time, you and Somi kissed her, but you held yourself for the final climax. You pulled out of Ryujin and let Somi drain your balls instead, as she sucked and jerked your cock one last time until you nutted all over her beautiful face. "Let me taste that cum; I'm gonna lick you", Ryujin said, as she scooped the semen out of Somi's face into her mouth, then swapped the cum with Somi. "Wasn't it such a workout? Now you believe in this equipment. Could he be our trainer for the next time?", Ryujin asked. "Every time", Somi replied. "I think you're gonna be our trainer for a long time", Ryujin said, as they licked your instrument one final time before heading back to their dorms.

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》 Alexia Putellas x Reader

》 words count: +1k

》 I'd choose the devil I know over the heaven I don't

The end starts with you finding the ring.

“Alexia, I swear to your good knee, if you’re not ready I’m gonna sell your Ballon d’Or”, your announcement resonating through the rooms.

You’ve been ready for an entire hour now, beaming and excited for the opportunity to present with your teammates a special award named after your captain. The only thing missing is your perfectionist girlfriend still hidden in the bathroom.

When you open the door, you cannot believe your eyes.

Alexia’s tattooed back is exposed in the criminally low backless dress she’s in, sure, but her hair is still dripping wet and she’s fighting with a makeup brush. Clearly losing, her frown is a well known hint for you.

She’s not ready and now you have to find your way on the black market.

“Need help?”

“No”

“Yes, vamos a llegar tarde” (we’re late)

“No voy a llegar tarde si ni quiero ir” (I can’t be late if I don’t wanna go in the first place)

Your chuckle filling the room is enough to make the blonde smirk, but you know her well enough to read the subtle lines on her face. Her worries are clear, the reasons to be discovered and a solution to be found.

Taking place behind her figure, you set your hands on her sides and plant a couple of strategically placed kisses on her back and shoulders. Her fitted form relaxes right away under your lips.

When your eyes meet in the mirror it's like a story is being narrated, an understanding of each other that goes beyond big words and great gestures but holds the deep love shared.

Your fingers move to untangle the blonde’s wet hair, taking the time to dry and straighten each lock just as she likes.

“Lo siento” (I’m sorry)

Shy Alexia is a version of her few people meet, her stance a lot less intimidating than the one she portrays on the field or in front of hundreds of cameras.

“No tienes nada de que arrepentirte, mi corazón” (Nothing to be sorry for)

“I lost time in the gym and I lost time in the shower and I guess I just don’t wanna go”, the English sentence giving away how much thought she put into it.

The catalan turns to look directly into your eyes for the first time all day, you realise. She really doesn’t want to go to this event, but your excitement and anticipation must have helped hide it throughout the week.

“Eres preciosa, mi amor” (You’re beautiful), she simply states, taking in the perfectly ironed black dress you’re wearing and the meticulously braided hair framing your face.

You smile at her, you love her.

“I know you don’t like the idea of this award, I know you don’t want us handing it to you with a carefully drafted speech”

“¡Lo escribiste!” (You wrote it, didn’t you?)

“Jana helped, all the team did”

Alexia’s eyebrow rises and you don't miss the fact she has a little bit more makeup on than usual, a sight she’s putting an effort.

“I supervised, don’t worry”

“No es reconfortante” (It’s no reassuring)

But her shoulders are relaxed, her frown no longer creasing her beautiful face. The blonde is calmer now and you take it as a victory she never actually asked you to ditch the all thing and hide together under a blanket with a mindless dating show in the background.

“Lo leerás?” (Will you read it?)

“Banned me to even come close to a microphone”, to be fair, it was a single accident and they should’ve not let the anchor’s line open when you just won a championship and your girlfriend’s literally glowing.

She bursts out laughing and you know she’s ready.

Almost ready.

“Take me the white heels while I finish esto”, her fingers moving somehow awkwardly around her mouth, “Y estamos listos!” (And we’re ready to go).

You place a soft but firm kiss on her lips, leaving for her shoes rack.

You’re looking for a pair of heels, one she hates to wear but well designed and a perfect fit with her dress. One she doesn’t wear much so it’s probably hidden in a box in the back of the closet.

That’s why you’re looking for a hidden box of shoes.

That’s where you notice a velvet little box.

That’s how you find the ring.

It’s a beautiful ring. Stunning cut, your precise size. A modest but expertly crafted gem complementing the simple band. It’s the perfect ring.

You don’t like shiny thing, Alexia could ask you to marry her with paper or grass from Camp Nou and you’re gonna say yes regardless.

But that’s exactly the problem.

You love her, you really do. You love her so much you gladly do whatever she asks, if she wants it enough to ask. You keep her love above your own and that’s fine, you’re happy with it. What she loves comes before what you love, naturally following immediately after anyway.

And what she loves the most is usually you, so you never questioned it.

However, when her love starts coming despite yours, you realise you can’t keep doing it.

The shift is difficult to perceive, coming at such a silent but excruciating pace that’s impossible to predict and devastating to take in.

The bomb dropped on you in the form of a tiny jewellery box that detonated when opened, shining ring inside.

“Està Narnia?” (You found Narnia?)

Closing the box and effectively concealing the ring from your gaze it’s a switch off. The silence that usually preempts a devastating explosion is coming after it, this one time.

“I’m ready!”

When she walks out of the bathroom, stunning as ever, you just stare. You never loved someone as much as you love her, that is obvious for a while now.

You never loved and you will never love someone as much as you love her.

Not even yourself.

“Estás bien?” (Are you okay?)

“T’estimo” (I love you)

Shining eyes almost give away all the meaning behind your words, but the captain fondly kisses you and it’s all good again.

Alexia takes the heels from your hands, when you manage to find them is not clear in your head, and sits on the bed. Your fingers intertwine as you bend on your knees and carefully tie the long white laces around her ankles.

“You good?”, she holds one of your hands and her stare is searching straight through your soul.

She has a ring hidden in a box, how long ago did she buy it?

“Let’s get you this award, mi corazón”

She wants to marry you, when will she ask?

Both your holds are firm and kind, she is calmed and ready. Now, somehow, she’s even happy to go to this event if you keep holding her hand like that.

If she asks, you will say yes.

#alexia putellas x reader #alexia putellas #woso x reader #woso imagine #woso fanfics #woso #alexia #ap11 #here we go again #with a flashback i think #so theres fluff #my wo(rd)so #Spotify #now playing universe

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konigsblog · 1 year

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calling tf141 + könig "babygirl" and slapping/grabbing their ass(their reactions)

masterlist

warnings: brief mention of smut; spanking with a belt, spanking,

also LMAOO the gif, i had to use it it's fits so well with this, if you have any submissions please send them in! :)

simon ghost riley

you saw it. he was inthe kitchen, wearing the tightest looking trousers you'd seen him in ever. as he bent over you reached out and slapped his ass, hard.

he froze immediately. slowly, his head turned towards yours. the look in his eyes revealed anger, "love, what was that?" he questioned, you'd be lying if you said that you weren't slightly intimidated.

"your ass looked good... what can i say?" you smirked, throwing in a playful wink before running off, just as you took off he dropped whatever he was doing and chased after you.

as you landed on your shared bed, he straddled your thighs, "seriously? slapping my ass?" the look in his eyes revealed lust, as he flipped you onto your stomach before bending you over his knee.

it's safe to say that the bruises on your ass tought you a lesson.

captain john price

you could hear him typing away on his keyboard and scratching his pen on paper, he insisted that he had a lot of emails and phone calls to be made, and that he would come out later.

little did he know that you took this time to plan, you planned your own mission. the same way he would. you would go up there and speak to him, distract him by asking; "what do you want for dinner?" or "are you thirsty, im going to go downstairs for a drink?" and whilst he was distracted you'd drop his pen onto the floor, far enough away were he'd have to get up and bend over to get it, and then you'd pounce, grab his ass. the same way he did to you last n-

you made it clear that you were coming by knocking on his door, "come in!" he announced out to you. "hey baby, i was wondering what you wanted for dinner? i can't make up my mind." a smirk grew on your face, he wasn't facing you yet though. he turned, "why don't we order a takeaway? chinese sound good?" you came closer to his desk, pretending to wipe something off his face while your other hand was throwing his pencil off the desk. "sounds good!"

it had worked, so far. you hid behind the door frame, watching as he looked for his pencil before noticing it on the floor next to his bookshelf.

just as he bent over, you grabbed his ass. something came into your mind halfway through and you decided to fake-thrust into him.

his eyes shot towards your laughing face. "the fuck was that, love?" his deep voice could send shivers down your spine but you were too busy laughing your ass off.

before you knew it he bent you over and playfully dry humped you. "hey!" you laughed out. fair play.

john soap mactavish

he was working out in your small home gym, it wasn't anything big or luxury just a spare room you both didn't know what to do with.

his muslces tensed as he lifted weights, sweat visible dripping from his forehead. you saw a trend on tiktok about slapping your partners ass and recording their reaction. you took his phone, preparing to send it to his friends for the laugh of it.

as he placed down his weights he stayed there bent over, trying to get some composure before he moved onto his next set. you quickly but quietly sped over, slapping a handful of his juicy ass. he squeaked in fear as you doubled over in laughter. running out of his room so you could send it.

he chased after you, yet not quick enough before you sent it. realizing what you did he ran over, trying to get his phone of you but you squirmed out his arms. regardless, it was too late. they all saw it and he got laughed at because of his girlishly squeal.

kyle gaz garrick

you knew he would be home late today, he was going out with his friends to drink a bit before heading back.

however little did he know what was coming for him. you heard the doors open, a sigh from kyle that sounded relieved to be back with you in your shared house.

as your were lying down you pretend to be asleep, you kept one eye open on the lookout for kyle, as then you saw him. he was humming a song, just as he looked at you, you quickly shut your eyes. he played with your hair before making his way over to your dresser, bending down to get some pajamas.

he removed his shirt leaving him shirtless. quietly you got up, his humming blocked out all noise coming from you. as he stood back up he felt a hand slap his clothed ass, he let out a high-pitched squeak and scream as he jamp backwards nearly falling on you.

"[name] what the hell?! oh my god!!" you hunched over in laughter not able to contain whatever noises came out of you. he flipped you over his shoulders throwing you onto the bed, "let's see how funny it is now, hm?" as he discarded his belt, making a loud snapping noise with it.

you still couldn't contain whatever noises came out of you, but this time they were lustful.

könig

könig was sat on the couch, watching some romcom that wss on tv, he seemed to get bored rather quickly. you knew this because you had been watching him for 15 minutes. that would sound creepy to someone who didn't know your was cheeky plan.

he rose to his feet, stretching his back. he had knocked the remote on the floor and kicked it away accidentally when he stood up. he muttered some german curse words.

you sprinted over, but because of his fast reflexes he jumped around, grabbing and pinning you to the couch. "maus, what are you running for? i didn't know it was you." he laughed, you sighed in defeat, huffing and trying to get yourself free from his embrace.

"ugh, i was gonna do this tiktok trend, noo!" you groaned out, seemingly frustrated. he always had quick reflexes from his training in the military. "yeah? what trend?" he smirked at you, laughing at your noticeably annoyed face. "basically you slap your partnes ass..." his eyes widened and you smirked, "really now?" he flipped you onto you stomach holding your hips up and pining your hands above your head. "let's see how funny this is." as he removed his belt and pulled down your pajama shorts.

it hurt to sit down for the next few days, not only from his belt.

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number1mingyustan · 8 months

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-Cuffing Season-

His Thighs

boyfriend!mingyu x fem!reader

Warnings: established relationship, cursing, explicit smut, dry humping, thigh grinding, size kink, premature orgasms, cumming untouched, teasing, begging, mentions of porn

Summary: He won’t always give you what you want, but sometimes it’s just what you need

Word Count: 1.7k

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(a/n: i wanna post more but school has been kicking my ass and i barely have time to write 😔)

“Why are you staring at me like that?” Mingyu asks, popping a grape into his mouth. He’s leaning against the kitchen counter with the bowl of grapes on his left.

“I wasn’t staring at you.”

You were totally staring at him. Mingyu currently stands across from you in the kitchen dripping in sweat. He’s wearing all black, a compression shirt and shorts.

Shorts.

On leg day.

He’s spent the last hour and a half in the gym inside of your apartment building. You’ve just finished renovating the old guest room so Mingyu could have his own personal gym in your home.

He hasn’t been able to work out as much as he wants since he’s always on the job or spending time with you. So the best solution was to turn the guest room you don’t use into a gym so Mingyu can still workout and be at home with you.

One thing he didn’t take into account was just how much it would affect you.

“You sure about that? It seems like you were.” He smirks at you.

You’re going weak in the knees. He’s not even doing anything and you’re practically drooling over him. He just looks so good.

His clothes fit him tighter than they did 2 hours ago. His muscles are so prominent, especially in his thighs. He’s not even purposely flexing yet his muscles are bulging out.

“Someone just needs to check your ego. ‘M not as obsessed with you as you think.” You raise an eyebrow at him.

You’re lying through your fucking teeth right now.

Mingyu pops another grape in his mouth and let’s out a genuine chuckle. “So defensive for someone who wasn’t staring.”

You cross your arms and your legs and lean back into the chair.

He shrugs. “Saw your eyes drift down to my dick like… 4 times baby. You’re not nearly as subtle as you think you are. ‘S okay to ask for something you want, you know.”

You narrow your eyes at him. “I was not staring at your dick!”

He licks his lips slowly. “Yeah? What were you looking at then baby? Don’t bother trying to lie to me either.”

“Was staring at your thighs,” You mumble.

A cocky smirk forms on your boyfriends face. “Maybe I should hit legs every day then. ‘S cute having a secret admirer.”

“Not a secret… just your admirer,” You look up at him softly.

Your words rush straight to his head and his cock. You’re so shameless. He breathes out. “Shit, come here.”

He pulls you in by the waist, pressing his thigh between your legs.

“I saw this in a porno once,” He licks his lips.

You roll your eyes. “You and your porn…”

“Hmph.” He begins lifting up your skirt. “Complain all you want but you always love the stuff we try from my pornos. Besides…. you watch way more porn than I do.”

You roll your eyes again. “I only watch when you’re away on business trips. Besides, I watch our videos, not faceless strangers. ‘S not the same.”

“I’m just a man after all baby,” He grins, pressing his thigh harder against you. “I promise you won’t be complaining when you’re cumming on my thigh in a few.”

His words send a shiver through your body. You didn’t think the friction would be enough, but you’re already dripping on his thigh.

“You’re not gonna fuck me?” You pout, grinding against his thigh slowly.

He shakes his head. “You’ve such an attitude with me today, don’t think you deserve it.”

It’s like a flip switches inside of you every time things go sexual with him. You were giving him attitude mere minutes ago but now you’re whining desperately and begging him to fuck you.

“Please Gyu… ‘M sorry. Just want your cock…… you told me I could ask when I wanted something. I’m asking nicely,” You look up at him with desperation in your eyes. You don’t even realize how much faster you’ve started grinding against him.

“No baby, you have to learn your lesson. I can’t just give you what you want cuz you said sorry. Gotta punish you a little.”

You whine, head falling down into his large chest. He towers above you, staring down at you almost condescendingly. Your hands grip his shirt harder and you tug at the material clinging to his skin. You hold onto him, clinging tighter to him and pulling yourself closer.

“So greedy baby, begging for my cock like you’re not about to cum on my thigh,” He stares down at you.

“Can’t cum like this,” You pant. “Not enough.”

“It’s more than enough, you’re just greedy. Absolutely insatiable,” He whispers into your ear. He decides to help you out, pushing your panties to the side so your bare bottom meets his thigh.

You groan, pressing yourself harder against him and picking up the pace of your movements. “Fuck me please. Need your cock so bad.” You whine.

“No,” He tells you firmly.

You let out a whine. “But Gyu… you’re already so hard.”

You reach your hand out toward his cock. It’s so big and hard, poking out through the material of both his underwear and shorts. You’re practically salivating, aching to release him from the confines of his clothing and bounce on it.

But he stops you.

Before you can touch him, he reacts quickly and grabs you by both your wrists. He flips your position so it’s now your back resting against the counter and he holds your wrists behind your back firmly. You let out a shaky breath when your back meets the counter.

His thigh is still wedged between yours but the grip he has on your wrists is tight. His other hand now holds your chin and he tilts your head back, forcing you to look at him.

You’re violently throbbing against his thigh. He’s got you pressed so closely against the counter and his body you can hardly move your hips. The friction is now minimal and miserable.

“Keep your hands to yourself,” He grits. “You take what I give you like a good girl or you get nothing. Do that shit again and I’ll stop right now and I won’t touch you again for a week.”

You whimper in response. “You’re so cruel.”

“And you’re a brat. Gotta keep you in check sometimes, pretty girl,” He licks his lips. “You gonna be grateful for what I give you now?”

You nod eagerly without hesitation. Your obedience brings a smile to his face and he releases the grip on your wrists. You find your hands clinging to his shirt again as you begin grinding on his thigh.

You feel like a teenager again. Having to work for your orgasms and hump like a bitch in heat. But the friction is just oh so good. Mingyu tenses his thigh, causing you to moan out and whimper pathetically.

“Oh fuck,” He lets out breathily.

Your knee nudges against the underside of his cock, rubbing against it just enough to have him twitching in his shorts. Building pleasure making precum stain the cotton, steadily leaking out the tip and through both layers separating the two of you.

He adjusts himself in his shorts,lightly palming over his cock and squeezing over his cockhead to avoid cumming himself. He’s not concerned about his own orgasm, but your thigh brushing up against him might just get him there anyway.

Your knees brushes against him so lightly, but it’s driving him crazy. His cock is so big and hard, poking out through the material of his shorts. He ignores it, despite it being so hard to miss and ignore. His attention is on you.

Your hips stutter forward, desperate as you rut against Mingyu’s thigh. He can feel the way you’re pulsing, arousal dripping down his skin. It’s so wet and messy, dribbles of arousal sticking to skin and fabric. The wet noises and your small gasps of pleasure making his cock twitch with every jittery rut of your hips. Your mind feels hazy and your legs feel weak.

His big hands settle back onto your hips, pulling you forward, helping you roll your hips faster. He’s so smitten by your clit dragging against his warm skin.

Your head dips lower into his chest when he tenses his thigh again. You moan loudly and your grip on his shirt tightens. You just need something to hold onto as you feel your high approaching.

He coaxes you through it, talking down at you as his big hands continue to guide your hips. “C’mon pretty girl, that’s it. Cum for me.”

He keeps his thigh tensed, grabbing you by your hair and tilting your head back. He forces you to look at him when you cum. His gaze is lustful and hazy and it has you falling apart in seconds.

You struggle to keep your eyes open, but you know how much it pisses Mingyu off. He wants to see you fall apart and he wants you to watch him. Tears of desperation drip from your eyes as you force them open and rut against his thigh erratically.

You’re a moaning mess, hips rolling against his tensed thigh with no sense of rhythm as your orgasm courses through your body. It’s intense, way more intense than you imagined. Especially considering the way you didn’t think you could cum like this just minutes ago.

Your knees really go weak and nearly give out as you fall limp against his chest, burying your face back against his legs.

You let out a small gasp into his skin when you feel his cock throbbing against your hip. His hands grip your hips tightly and he lets out a long groan with his head tilted back. His adam’s apple is prominent as he leans back and ruins his shorts.

Your mouth opens in awe when you watch his thick release spurt through his shorts. White cum dribbles and stains the black material as he rolls his hips upwards, bringing you both down from your highs slowly.

“Shit,” He whispers.

He pulls himself away from you, looking down at the mess you’ve made.

You’re still lightly panting, looking down between the gap separating you two and taking mental note of the mess.

“Shower?” You finally ask.

“Yeah,” He breathes out. “Needed one anyway after the gym.”

You lean against the counter lazily. Your legs are still shaky. “You gonna fuck me properly in the shower?”

He licks his lips and smirks at you. He shrugs before walking out of the kitchen and toward the bathroom. “Only one way to find out.”

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sommerregenjuniluft · 2 months

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@croptopjames submission for mr james fleamont potter's birthday<3

2598 words - NSFW - cw: spanking, squirting, dirty talk, lil bit of degradation theyre being nasty idk it escalated

aka feral fucking your husband after seeing him in a shirt that doesn't quite fit like it used to~

“Baby, I’m home,” Regulus shouts after entering the front door, kicking it closed behind him with his foot as he balances the huge ice cream cake precariously on both his hands.

They’ve invited the whole family as per usual, what with their first year with Harry out of the house coming back from uni for his dad’s special day, Sirius and Remus driving down and picking up Effie and Monty on the way. All their friends will come later this week for brunch.

Today it’s just the few of them though and Regulus finds himself with a spring in his step at the thought of all of them together today.

James has taken the day off and Regulus was able to weasel his way into only half a shift today which he nearly missed entirely after the way James had sat down in his lap first thing in the morning and ridden him until he was shaking, cursing and babbling incoherently, all the while his husband was seated on his throne, smiling brightly, happiest man in the world, practically taking the matter of his birthday gift into his own hands.

“Hi love!” comes from somewhere on the higher level of the house.

Regulus brings the cake into the kitchen, shrugging off his jacket and quickly dispensing the celebratory sweet in the freezer before James sees it.

Not a moment after Regulus closes the drawer to grab a bowl of blueberries from the fridge James comes into the kitchen, huffing and cheeks flushed, a presumably heavy box of just…stuff in his arms that he must have gotten from the attic.

“James,” Regulus starts, blinking, “You were supposed to take the day off.”

His husband smacks a content kiss onto his cheek, grinning brightly. His glasses are smudged and sitting crookedly over his nose and Regulus is pretty sure he spotted a bit of spiderwebs in the mess of his hair.

“Ehh,” James makes dismissively, “I still felt restless after I hit the gym this morning once you left.”

He places the box down with a heavy thunk, petting its side like a horse—he’s such a dad, “And we’ve been wanting to get started on these babies after spring cleaning anyway, remember?”

Regulus rolls his eyes, fondness betraying him when the corners of his mouth tug upwards, “Mm, that might be true. Still it’s your birthd—”

Regulus halts.

“Love?” James looks at him inquiringly, hands propped on his hips.

On his very much naked hips. A palm length sliver of skin exposed between the indecently thin and short gym shorts and the—

“James, baby, what are you wearing?”

Oh, Regulus’ mouth is so, so dry.

“Huh?” James looks down at himself, shuffling in place before his head snaps back up to Regulus, “Oh! Yeah I found one of my old shirts from uni.” His husband snickers, giving a little twirl and shaking his hips from side to side like he isn’t currently taking five years off Regulus’ life expectancy.

“You–” Regulus stops again, eyes glued to the small swell of his stomach over the band of the white shorts, the dark hair splattered all over and coiling at the center, carving a path up and downwards. It’s downright indecent. His arms fill out the shirt just how they used to back in uni but with the difference that it’s more fat than muscle now—though Regulus knows well enough from personal experience how strong his husband still is. His pecs are visibly straining the material, the washed out, maroon letters spelling HOGWARTS cracking from the stretch.

Even more so when James leans back on his palms against the dining table, draping himself all prettily against the edge and smiling coyly, blinking doe brown eyes from under long lashes at Regulus as if he didn’t already have him warpped around his finger hook, line and sinker.

“Baby,” Regulus rasps and he barely recognises his own voice.

“Yeah, Reg?” James purrs, tilting his head and exposing the expanse of his neck.

“How long until Harry arrives?”

“An hour or two, depending on traffic,” James responds, voice all husky. Regulus is going to wreck him. Reduce him to a stuttering, squirting mess in the matter of half an hour, take his fucking word for it.

“Good enough,” Regulus grits out and then he crosses the distance in two long strides, already yanking at his tie.

They meet in a mess of parted lips, clicking teeth and tongues nudging, eager as ever, trying to lick into each other’s mouths and taste. Greedy for it, happily swallowing moans and tugging their bodies close. They slot into each other easily, practiced after all these years, decades and Regulus reckons that’s how they somewhat safely find their way onto the couch.

Regulus’ back hits the cushions with a soft oompf, barely time to gasp another breath and reach for his husband before James is straddling his lap, clasping Regulus’ stubbly jaw in warm, calloused palms and pulling him right back into their kiss. They don’t stay there for long with the way James is restlessly shifting on top of him, grinding his crotch right against the bulge in Regulus’ slacks, making them both groan.

At some point Regulus abandons James’ mouth in favor of kissing over the stubble of his cheek and jaw and latch onto his throat while simultaneously trying to get his stupid shirt buttons open. When the takes too long however James seems to grow impatient, batting his hands away and fumbling with them himself while they pant and grunt into each other’s mouths.

Regulus is nipping at James’ lower lip, already swollen and an obscene kiss bitten red and his husband makes a sound. Downright needy and he’s sitting there on top of Regulus, flushed and with that dazed look in his eyes, moaning like a little slut, so Regulus can’t quite help himself when he pulls one hand around and smacks James’ firmly on the bum.

It elicits a gasp, high pitched and followed by a long, drawn out moan and James sinking deeper into his lap, recapturing his mouth and desperately rutting down against where Regulus is hard and already throbbing. It’s a medical miracle, truly, that no matter how many times they’ve had sex, Regulus’ erection is always at its best form for James.

“Mnh,” James makes, their lips parting with a wet smacking noise, “Need you, baby.”

Regulus grunts, fingers digging harshly into the meat of James’ arse, “Slut.”

Just like expected, James whimpers, and so prettily at that. Eyebrows scrunching pitifully and he grinds once more, helplessly, “Please, please.”

“But of course, sweety,” Regulus relents easily, licking a hot stripe up his neck, along his jawbone and then right across his slack mouth, “Anything for the birthday boy.”

James moans in response, nodding his head frantically.

Regulus nods his head towards the end of the couch where the pillows are piled, “Scoot up.”

His husband does so dutifully and it doesn’t take longer than a second for Regulus to make James lift his hips and rip the sheer piece of nylon off and throw it over his shoulder, not quite surprised yet still horribly taken off guard by the lack of boxer briefs underneath.

Regulus is left with nothing to do but stare at the mess of wet, thick curls and pink fold glistening with James’ slick, spit pooling under his tongue in an instant. He grabs James’ ankles, settling them over his shoulders, trainers still on and letting his hands drive over white tennis socks, hairy shins and strong calves. Digging his thumb in there and relishing in the gasp he elicits from his husband that way, hips twitching with the suspense. Regulus strokes up his boney knees, massages the big muscle of his thighs, the hair tickling his palms softly, all the while letting himself pitch forward, making sure to spill warm breath over where James wants him most right now.

He goes further, letting his hands rake up and over his stomach, rucking the shirt up as he goes and tucking it over the swell of his pecks, exposing him for Regulus to play with.

James is panting, short little puffs of breath, brimming with excitement and barely refraining from whimpering on the way out each time.

Predictably, he breaks once Regulus lazily swirls a tongue around his exposed nipple, holding the eye contact and watching with satisfaction as James’ eyelids flutter. He can’t help but grin, nipping at the hardened nub before he retreats, settling himself comfortably between James’ thighs and without warning diving right in.

James positively screams the moment Regulus closes his lips around his cock, sucking him into his mouth and rolling him around between his lips until the bucking of his hips throws him off. Regulus hoists an arm over James’ hips, belting him down, and wastes no time inserting one finger into James’ searing wetness, sinfully hot inside.

“Ahh yesyes, please more, love, please m-hah—” James babbles, throwing his head back when Regulus drives into him with another finger, crooking them upwards and watching shamelessly as his husband’s precum pools all over his digits before diving back in to lick at his little cock.

He works them steadily up to each finger until he is four in deep, repeatedly hitting that spot inside of James and sucking and mouthing at the bundle of nerves until James’ noises grow an edge.

“You gonna cum for me, baby?” Regulus asks, muffled between licks, jaw aching slightly.

“Yeah, yeah, gonna– hnng,” James breaks off, screwing his eyes shut when Regulus gives a particularly harsh suck, noises obscenely loud.

He’s fisting the cushions like his life depends on it, white knuckling them in his grip, and it only takes a handful more thrusts and licks before James is shuddering through his first orgasm. Breaths coming quicker until he eventually breaks off into a keen, thighs quivering around Regulus’ head, squeezing at his skull and riding it out, grinding his cunt uncoordinatedly forward into Regulus’ face all the while convulsing around his fingers.

He squeezes in waves of pleasure and it makes Regulus so delirious that he blinks and the next thing he knows is him kneeling against James’ ass, belt undone, slacks shoved down just enough and prodding at his slick, puffy entrance with the head of his cock.

James is staring unblinkingly at the ceiling, mouth agape and pupils so dilated they’ve swallowed most of the beautiful, dark chocolate brown.

“Baby,” Regulus prompts, bending James’ knees towards his ears with a grunt, “Jamie, be a good boy and hold these there for me.” His husband slowly blinks him back into focus, silently obliging and hooking his fingers into the bend of his knees—thank the higher powers James still does yoga once a week.

Regulus leans in, one hand holding him up off the couch, the other fisting around the length of him and smearing it through James’ wetness, “Now are you going to be able to be good and keep yourself wide open for me or are you already fucked too stupid, huh? An old man? Maybe we should postpone it for next year, ay papi, what do you say?”

James whines pathetically, rubbing his head into one of the throw pillows, knotting his black hair up even more before he swallows frantically, “No, Reg, pleaseplease, I can take it. Please, love, I’m gonna be good for you, I prom–Aah—”

Regulus bottoms out in one smooth thrust, vision dotting with black spots at the mind bending heat and vice grip James has on him, already pulsing around him shallowly.

He grants James a moment to get used to being full, slowly rocking his hips back and forth and listening for when his whimpers turn into soft moans, turning needy again, and then he reaches up to grip his chin, “Then take it, slut.”

The pace he picks up into is hard, not too fast but unforgiving and steady, a sure way to drive James crazy. Regulus nips his way along his husband’s chest, nuzzling his nose through chest hair and biting and licking at his dark nipples, tasting salt and sweat, feeling his cock twitch at the taste deep inside his husband.

When Regulus feels himself lose rhythm he hikes James’ legs impossibly higher, draping one of them over his shoulder before he starts spanking him again. The angle is awkward but it’s working, going off of the way James keeps jerking at the stinging contact, clenching around the length of Regulus and working himself into a frenzy, gasping and whimpering and groaning like he’s getting the best cock of his entire life.

“Touch yourself, baby,” Regulus demands, breath stuttering as he watches a fat tear roll down the side of James’ face, disappearing into the shorter hair at his temple.

Regulus keeps James’ thighs wide and open, rolling his hips with abandon, groaning and panting with every thrust, feeling sweat bead on his forehead and desperately trying not to lose control when James snakes a hand between his legs, frantically circling his cock while Regulus keeps pumping in and out of him.

“If you could only see yourself, baby,” Regulus grits out, “Fucking masterpiece, splayed out for me like this. Obliging my every demand, so fucking good, baby.”

James moans happily, tongue lolling out and without thinking Regulus sticks two of his fingers into his mouth, rubbing over his tongue and feeling the saliva coat them thickly.

“Can you go ahead and cum for me again, Jamie?”

James whines an affirmative around his digits, slurping messily, a trickle of drool trailing down the corner off his mouth.

“Think you’ll be a good boy and squirt all over me, baby? You know how much I love when you cum like that, hm?”

James breath hitches impossibly, eyes threatening to flutter shut as he nods deliriously.

Regulus quickly grabs him by the jaw, “Keep looking at me, James. I know you can do that for me, baby.”

And so he does.

On the next thrust James starts quivering again, fingers working furiously over his cock, mouth falling open around a silent scream and gazing Regulus right in the eyes as he pounds into him and James squirts around him. Spraying everywhere, absolutely in all directions and fucking messy, wetting Regulus’ torso and the couch—Regulus wouldn’t be surprised if the carpet wasn’t unscathed either.

That’s really all Regulus can take before his hips stutter in their pace and he buries himself deep inside James, letting the pulsing of his husband’s orgasm milk him dry as he spills and spills his cum into James for what feels like minutes on end.

At some point James lets his trembling legs back down, crossing his ankles tightly under Regulus’ bum as this one keeps jerking into his husband’s hole.

Once they’re both done Regulus is too exhausted to do anything else but collapse forward into James’ chest which he accepts with a happy hum.

They take a few minutes like this, James slowly coming to and starting to play with the curls at Regulus’ nape and Regulus breathing in the comforting scent of James, raking his short nails up and down the side of his ribcage.

After a while James presses a feebly kiss into the side of Regulus’ head, huffing out a big breath that makes Regulus rise with the motion of his chest before he snickers, “Well, happy fucking birthday to me.”

Regulus chuckles into the crook of James’ neck, dropping a kiss there before lifting and staring into his husband’s droopy eyes, “Yeah, happy fucking birthday to you, baby.”

#sirius arrives and is like: huh since when do you have a blanket draped over ur couch like that? that wasn't here two weeks ag-#jegulus #*gets forcefully elbowed by regulus*#jegulus microfic #jegulus oneshot #starchaser #sunseeker #james potter #regulus black #marauders #lune writes #lune’s tiny fic #trans james potter #ftm james potter #sub james potter #dom regulus black

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bodyhopper-files · 11 months

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The Imposter Jason

"Fuck yes, I've finally done it! I've stolen your body, Jason," the former nerd muttered under the hot and steamy water of the shower, "Your perfect body is now mine."

Jason was built like a modern Adonis – a perfect and smooth sculpture of gym-built toxic masculinity in all its rawest forms. The former nerd felt the hot water cascade over his rock-solid shoulders and thick chest and chiseled abs. He flexed his biceps and glanced down to his stiffening cock with pride.

"And this cock!" he continued to admire the fruits of his labor, "With this body and this cock, I can have anyone I want. Every inch of me is flawless now, absolutely fucking perfect!"

His smooth, gently curved penis got even harder at the naughty words coming from the imposter Jason’s mouth.

"Let's not forget this face. I'm so handsome now that I'd even fuck myself."

He could no longer contain himself and let his hands grasp his hardening manhood as he caressed it like a hard-won prize. Soon he found himself bracing against the wall of the shower as his hips were thrusting back and forth. His abs clenched, and with a gasp, he ejaculated onto the tiles of the shower.

"Oh, damn!" he exhaled, "Is this what it's like to be hot? I turn myself on every time I see myself and I'm so fucking horny all the time!"

He finished his shower and stepped out, drying himself off with the softest of towels. He then proceeded to choose one of Jason's sexiest outfits for going out to a bar. He put on a tight-fitting black T-shirt that accentuated his broad chest and muscular arms. He slipped into some slim-fit jeans that hugged his thighs and butt perfectly. On top of it all, he put on a leather jacket that gave him an air of dangerous mystery. His hair was styled in a messy bedhead look that made him look even more attractive than before.

Finally ready to go, the former nerd checked himself in the mirror one last time, feeling primal, full of arrogant confidence, and ready to fuck.

"Now, let's see what this body can do," the imposter said with a cocky grin.

At the bar, the former nerd introduced himself freely as "Jason." He'd become settled into his new personality and was now wearing it like a skin-tight glove as he gained the lustful attention of men and women alike. He'd never felt so alive, so free and so powerful. Every person he talked to was captivated by his new body and his powerful charm. His confidence was unparalleled as he made one conquest after another.

For the first time in his life, he felt like he could do anything. He was living a dream and it was all thanks to his new, perfect body. By the end of the night, the imposter Jason had become a master of seduction, a god with a mission of masculinity.

As the night progressed, Jason found himself in the company of a stunning woman named Sophia. With her long dark hair and piercing blue eyes, she exuded confidence and sexuality in a way that made Jason's heart race. He couldn't help but feel drawn to her, even as he reveled in the attention of others. The two of them talked and laughed, their conversation flowing easily as they sipped on drinks and leaned in closer to one another. As the night wore on, the air between them grew thick with tension. Finally, Sophia leaned in and whispered in Jason's ear.

"I want you, Jason. Come back to my place with me."

Unable to resist her seductive nature, Jason followed her out of the bar and into the cool night air. The woman led him to a nearby apartment, where she wasted no time in ripping off his shirt and pressing her lips against his chest. He moaned softly as her hands roamed down his stomach, worshiping his every naked inch.

Jason found himself forgetting about his past as Sophia pleasured him and he aggressively returned the pleasure. Together, the two of them explored each other's bodies, giving in to their primal desires until sunrise.

By the time they said their goodbyes, the former nerd no longer felt like an imposter. He was a new man. One who knew that he could conquer anything – and anyone – he set his mind to.

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delirious-donna · 4 months

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tw: female reader, suggestive, Hajime Iwaizumi (yes he needs a trigger warning cause have you seen that man?!), body worship (I guess?)

Sweat glistened on his broad back. The vest he had been wearing long since discarded into a crumpled ball in the corner. You watched from the doorway, leaning against the frame for support whilst Iwa pulled himself into his fourth set of hanging pull ups.

You knew he was fit—he had to be—it was his job, but it still took you by surprise from time to time. Not the dedication he showed, more so the sheer power he exuded and so effortlessly. You were a lucky lucky woman.

His summer tan was at its peak, and you admired the beads of sweat that rolled down the length of his spine to catch on the waistband of his shorts. The prominent muscles bunched and shifted in their exertion, grunts pulled from the depths of his chest, and you moaned aloud. That was your downfall.

Hajime paused; his arms fully extended before dropping to the mat below with a soft thud. He knew you were there, could feel the desire of your eyes on his form and it made him smile. Without turning, he grabbed up the towel by his feet and wiped off his face. He flexed. Was he showing off? Maybe…

Your lip was caught between your teeth, fingers stroking the door in lieu of what you really wanted to touch. Anybody would know the exact direction of your thoughts if they were to look at you, but it hardly mattered when you were in the safety of your own home. Why not take what you longed for?

It was that thought that forced your feet into motion, carrying you forward across the hardwood floor and into the path of temptation. Iwa wasn’t even looking in your direction, yet the sway of your hips spoke of a dance that only lover would indulge in, a slow roll that accentuated your body. A mating call and it was answered when he turned to fix you in place with his heavy gaze.

The adrenaline of a workout always aroused the beast that slumbered inside him. A primal desire to take what was rightly his—and that was you. Long gone were the days that he could turn you into a flustered mess with one arch of his sleek black eyebrow, but you were still a bashful girl under the right circumstances.

He loved that about you. Loved that you openly displayed your desire for him, yet you were also capable of the most intimate, heartfelt words that captivated his heart and mind as well as his body. You were perfection to Hajime, and he never let you go a day without knowing that.

You were locked in a battle of stares.

His hooded eyes slowly took you in, pausing at the stomach he loved to lay his head against and again at the meat of your thighs. He chuckled, and your eyes narrowed. Iwa wondered if the bite marks had finally faded from when he had gotten carried away the other morning. If that was the case, it would need to be remedied.

The sharp rise and fall of his muscled chest was hypnotic. A spell you would willingly fall under and to hell with the consequences. Paired with the suck of his abdomen as he sought to regulate his breathing, you were a goner and still more than ten paces away from him.

Mutual desire and attraction stormed in the small space of the home gym, thick and cloying enough that your throat ran dry. The smell of sweat mingled with the sweet allure of arousal, a unique scent you would roll around in if given the chance. You wanted to throw yourself at him, ride him to the mats below and give him a workout of your own design. One that would see you both panting and dripping from the energy expended.

Clearly, he was not oblivious to your thoughts. Iwa cocked his head, throwing the towel in his hands over his shoulder and reaching out a calloused hand covered in white chalk for you to take. The first rumbling of his voice resonated between your thighs, arousal pooling so fast you worried that simply touching him would have you losing the battle against your sanity.

“I take it you like what you see?”

#delirious recs #hajime iwaizumi #iwaizumi x reader #hajime x reader #hq x reader #iwaizumi smut #hq smut

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luckyangelsworld · 23 days

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🎀30 Day Glow Up Challenge🎀

May 16 - Day 16

♡ Mindset ~ transforming mind, confidence and self-esteem

- confidence: wearing a cute outfit

- mindset: going to the park, staying in the living room, instead of being alone in my room

♡ Health ~ wellness

* breakfast: yogurt

* lunch: I cooked for me and my sister

* snack: iced americano + kaya toast ♡♡

* dinner: chicken, rice and salad

* drinks: iced americano and lemon water

- assessment: it’s day 6 of my cleanse and I feel so much better physically and internally, I’m not bloated and exhausted

- fitness: I started wearing atleisure but then it started raining hard so I worked out at home [note to self: wear gym clothes at home to be motivated]

♡ Self-care ~ pampering yourself

- skin care - I’m proud of my consistency and my skin cleared up

- body care (exfoliated, moisturised/ aloe vera) [note to self: I need to regularly add this to my routine bc my skin is dry]

♡ Experience ~ building hobbies and becoming social

- Hobby: still watching Lovely Runner and finished Bridgerton first half of s3 in one sitting

- Social: i walked my dog in the park, and I asked my friend for advice

- Style: wore workout clothes and then changed into cute lounge wear

#girl blog #girl journal #wonyoungism #self care #glow up #glow up challenge #it girl energy #it girl mentality #lifestyle #becoming her #becoming that girl #wellness #style #style inspo

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charrlote365 · 14 hours

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Pumping Gym

Reference Idol: fromis_9 LEE CHAEYOUNG Word Count: 7.160

Tags: Romance, gym, Kpop idol, fromis_9, Lee Chaeyoung

I woke up with the cold touch of the gym floor against my cheek, the imaginary echo of repeated clanking steel dumbbells still ringing in my head. I saw my watch and It's 4 AM now like wtf. "Where is everyone?" "How did I end up lying on the empty gym's floor, naked??". Shit now I remember.

It was our anniversary, and Chaeyoung and I had rented out the entire gym for a private workout celebration. Like it's literally just both us. Nobody else there. I know it sounds weird to celebrate anniversary in a gym but she really loves workout and since its part of her daily routines, there's nothing out of ordinary for the medias to find out our relationship. It's friggin hard to keep our relationship from those dispatch rats. I walked into the gym, ready for our routine workout session. There she was, Chaeyoung, my dearest girlfriend, her body is so fit, her shoulder is wide and filled with muscle. She looks as if she could punch the punching bag into oblivion in one punch. Her usually bright eyes were stormy, and she seemed to be in her own world for the warming up, with her headphones on.

Confused by her cold shoulder on our special day, I tried to match her pace on the stair climber, but she sped up, so I gave up. I realized that she left her phone on the bench, so out of boredom I took it and secretly took a picture of her from behind and posted her sexy buttocks on her IG story. "Oh my gosh, she's gonna kill me for this". She kept on going with the climber. Her butts were moving up and down, my gawd if there's anything I wanted to do was to shove my face into that crack and sniff out her soul out of it. It must have felt great, I thought while losing myself looking at those bouncy heaven.

Not a minute later. Drenched in sweat, she stopped using the equipment and walked to me. She then suddenly grabbed my head with both hands like it was a watermelon on a flash sales and kissed my lips. She stopped for a while and we looked at each other, she's so cute with that begging face of her so I kissed her back, my tongue running over her lips, my hand traveling on her tight gym pants, they're so tight like its part of her skin. my lips brushed her sweaty neck finding a sweet spot "mmrh~" she started making weird sound and she suddenly whispered to my ear, "I'm sorry for being cold today but i'm so horny since this morning, it's so frustrating, so tonight, I'll squeeze you dry until I'm satisfied". "Now, just take them off~" she sighed as I bit her neck. I put my hand into her pants. "Don't rush into it" she whispered, she grabbed my hand and put it on her breast. Her breasts aren't really big, maybe around C cup, but they're super bouncy and heavy, must be because of all of the workouts she's been doing. I slipped off my shirt, throwing it to the side. I leaned forward, kissing her breast through her bra, my hands worked it's way up, slowly pulling her bra up.

My lips teased her breast, biting as she moaned "mmmh~". My hands trailed down her hips, into the pants, going right to her underwear. But wait! there's nothing there. where is the underwear??? "Hmm someone not wearing panties today", I said to slightly teasing her. My hands ran over her thigh, then went back to her big buttocks, pushing on her soft cheeks. "omhh~" she moans. Carefully, I put off all of her clothes, her gym pants, her clothes, bra and everything else. Now naked, I sat down on a chair while she sat on my lap, putting her hands on my shoulder.I ran my hands rubbing and sucking her breasts, then my lips trailing her body. breast, stomach, neck, and feeling the softness of her thighs making me fell deeper into the extacy.

Her pussy is so wet now, the love juice pouring onto my thighs like honey. She stood up so I moved my fingers down. Inserting them into her hole, Two fingers. "Shibaal~" she moaned, as my fingers curled inside of her. She moved her hips down, pushing my fingers deeper into her pussy. my pace quickened as I inserted a third finger. Her walls were closing around them, Her hands pulled my hair causing my head to throb. I did not stop, I kept going, and faster and even faster, her pussy walls continued tightening as her body suddenly shook. She came as more of her pussy juice poured onto the floor like a waterfall. I removed my fingers and licked em to taste her juice. Kinda tasted sour but I liked the yoghurt taste anyways. Now it's time for the main event. We found a gym matress lying on the floor so I lie down on it, with my d1ck standing up hard rock like a flag pole on the moon erected by Neil Armstrong. I'm waiting for her to stab it into her pussy. She squatted down slowly onto my dick. My dick was curving inside her walls, I could feel her warmth, liquid and pussy walls engulfing my dick like it's sucking a lolipop. She moaned loudly and started moving quickly. My balls slapped against her pussy lips as I felt my toes began to curl, "oh my fucking gawd!" I whined loud as her hands were playing on my nipples, she pounded deeper into my body. But then, she suddenly stopped. "Wait, what's happening? don't stop please! I haven't come yet", I begged her. "She then made a grin on her face and took 2 friggin pieces of 10 kg dumbbells. She jammed her pussy back into my dick while carrying 2 10kg dumbbells in her hands. "Can't miss my gym session just because of you, babe". Fuck, since the dumbells were so heavy her pussy jammed even deeper into me like in extra 5 cm deeper. I could even feel her cervix gate bumping on the tip of my dick. I thought the two of us would become as one if she tried to go any deeper. My body tensed up and "Chaeyoung ahhh~ sarang hae!!" I moaned loudly as I came, I felt my vision got blurry as my body got loose. Chaeyoung, who hasn't come yet ignored my moans and kept continuing to jam my dick into her cervix. She was smiling and enjoying her time while lifting the 2 dumbbells, making steel clacking sound as she's bumping her pussy deeper and harder into me. It's so deep that now the tip of my dick was being strangled by her cervix neck. "ffuckkk Chaeyoung ahh~ my dick is still so sensitive, please stopp!!" I yelled. She still didn't listen, I kept begging her to stop as I started losing consciousness and finally, fainted. Although I fainted, for fcking sure, I think she was still using my fainted body as her private dildo until I released cement into her stomach for another 5 rounds by the look of how much of my sperm was on the matress when I woke up.

"Ping", my phone suddenly rang. There's a message from Chaeyoung. She sent a photo of her topless with a message "I'm sorry for the mess last night, It seemed that I enjoyed myself too much. ㅋㅋㅋ. I was going to wake you up after I finished but I realized that I was almost late for my solo flight to Bali today at 5 AM so I just left you there. Hopefully you didnt catch a cold. See you again after I come back to Korea, baby. - xoxo, Chaeyoung." Damn it, I felt like I was pranked. I wanted to have revenge on her for making me fainted last night. Yeah right, let's follow her to Bali and surprise her with a sudden rough sex. Muehehe. -End.

#kpop #kpop smut #kpop girls #kpop gg #male reader #fromis 9 smut #fromis 9 #lee chaeyoung #chaeyoung

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shujohajohaminnie · 7 months

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Pink Princess

Pairing: Seo Changbin x fem!reader

Genre: Smut

Word Count:2302

Summary: You and your best friend have been seeing each other a lot differently lately what happens when you’re both in a situation where you can harm your friendship?

Afab!reader, Profanity, Public Sex, Choking, Pet names, Raw Sex. Let me know if I miss anything.

You loved your best friend, he was the person who could cheer you up on your worst days, he was the funniest person you’ve ever met. He was your other half, but you would be lying to yourself if you said that you hadn’t found him attractive. Especially since he’s been working out, you’ve always liked bigger buffer men so seeing Seo Changbin in this new light, he was turning you on. But at this moment he was pissing you off.

“Bin I’ve told you already no” “But Chan and Minho can’t go they’ll be busy recording then” “Then go with Han” “Did you forget his arm’s broken”. Ah yes, the clumsiest and least athletic of the group was yet again injured from a sport-related event. “You have four other members you could bug” “I don’t want them I want you” he stopped in his tracks clearing his throat. “I mean I want to go to the gym with you, come on. The workout will be good” “I already do my own workouts thank you very much”. You rolled your eyes taking the empty plate from his grasp to wash it. “Oh yeah, what” He smirked leaning against the counter next to you watching you.. “Pilates… 5 days a week” “Really pilates… that's just a fancy word for yoga, that's not effective” “I beg to differ” “It’s the truth” “Okay well if it’s just yoga and it’s not effective then let's bet on it, tomorrow you do pilates with me if you don’t feel worked out then and only then will I go to the gym with you on Friday” “Nope” “Why” You smirked drying your hands as you looked at him. “Scared you can’t keep up” “I can keep up” He said walking away from the kitchen, now it was you following him. You trailed behind him to his bedroom throwing yourself on the bed like you always did. “Come on Binnie… you scared” “No” “The lets do it” “Fine, but promise if I don’t like it we’re going to the gym on Friday” “Pinky Promise”. He rolled his eyes shaking his head as he took your pinky with his sealing the deal. “Deal”

“See you tomorrow princess”

The real reason you didn’t want to go to the gym with him was because the last time you did you could stop looking at the way his arms looked in his muscle shirt. The way his muscles looked while bringing up and down the weight. The way his hips thrust up the barbell with the fascinating amount of weights. You were squeezing your thighs together the whole time, you could barely even work out. It made your mind drift. Could he fuck you like that, how would he look on top of you. You held your vibrator on your clit at the thought of him, this felt so wrong, he was your best friend. You shouldn’t be thinking of him like this. You were snapped out of your thoughts at the sound of your doorbell ringing. SHIT. You weren’t even ready. You ran to the door letting Changbin in, completely forgetting your current outfit. You were in one of his shirts he lent you a long time ago, it fit you like a dress, a lot of his clothes fit you like that. Underneath you were wearing a black thong, it was your typical loungewear for when you were alone at home. But he didn’t know that.

“Did you forget?” He asked kicking off his shoes and closing the door. “N-no… I was just distracted” You laughed closing your bedroom door quickly before he could see your dildo and vibrator on your bed. Before he could see what you were really doing moments before he showed up. “You feeling okay” He laughed putting his hand on your forehead feeling for a fever. “Mhmm, you uh” You put your hands on his arms leading him to your couch. “You wait here and I’ll get ready fast… just give me a second”. You quickly ran to your room putting on black leggings and a matching sports bra. You put on a loose khaki shirt and quickly put on your black Converse. You ran out of your room to your bathroom to fix your hair into a ponytail and apply a little bit of makeup. “Why are you putting on makeup” Changbin laughed walking over to you. “You have the hots for the teacher or something” “We actually have the place to ourselves, The owner is a friend of mine, and I asked her if we could go in after hours, just so you could have your privacy you know”. He looked at you and smiled, he felt a slight blush start to form on his face at your consideration for him and his comfort. “Okay, I’m ready let's go!” You smiled taking his hand and leading him out of your apartment before he could ask any more questions.

The car ride was quiet, which was pretty usual since you were best friends with the loudest person ever. What was he thinking? You hadn’t noticed but when Changbin walked into your apartment he got a clear sight of your bedroom and your bed. He noticed the bright purple dildo resting on your sheets. Were you thinking of him, and why would you do that in his shirt? Why were you putting on makeup if it was just the two of you? Did you like him too? No, you couldn’t have.

You lead him to the front door unlocking it and turning on the light. You cringed at the harsh lighting. You never noticed how bright those lights were. When you’d came to class it was during the day and the teacher always made sure to open the blinds to let in natural light to fill the space. You quickly turned the lights back off, turning on your flashlight to look around for the control of the LED lights you knew she had. After what seemed like forever you found it. “What color should I pick” “Anything” “Well since you’re a special guest I’ll put pink” You giggled pushing the pink color, with the new lighting you saw Changbin already looking at you. You felt nervous. Why was he looking at you like that?

“Okay” You broke the silence, quickly you slipped off your shirt placing it on top of your bag in the corner. You made your way to the middle of the room. “We usually use these big heavy machines but they’re already put away and I don’t wanna haul them out myself” “Well I could help you” “Nah it’s okay… since it’s your first pilates class we’ll ease you into it was the modified versions of the workouts we do” “Modified huh” he chuckled joining you in the middle of the room looking at your thorough the mirror. “Go queens” he laughed looking at the neon sign that was hanging on the wall behind you. “Yeah… uh it’s an all-girl pilates building so you’re really special to be having a class here” There you go again calling him special, did you mean it?

“Okay so next is gonna be money stretches” “Monkey what” “Monkey stretches usually on the machine we use I’d lay down on my back and then there’s this bar where you put your feet on and what you have to do is raise yourself kinda to raise the bar with your feet, but even I think it’s complicated and I’ve been doing this for months sooooo were going to do the easy version.” Changbin couldn’t lie, he was beat with what you were putting him through, he didn’t realize that pilates took a lot of core strength, and you were only doing the modified version. “You're going to stand on this little box but with only half your foot actually on it... You’re gonna bend over forward and then this other box is gonna be under your hands to level you with your feet. The whole purpose is that you go on your tip toes and extend... you should feel a stretch on your calf... but don't bend your knees at all” “Yeah you’re gonna need to show me cause I don't know what the fuck you're talking about” “Ugh Binnie” you rolled your eyes demonstrating for him... he looked at you, an idea popping into his head. “I'm gonna check your form” “You’re gonna check my form puh-” You stopped feeling something against your ass... something hard. “B-Bin…” “Yes, princess?” “If you wanted to fuck me all you had to do was ask” That’s all he needed to hear. In a swift movement, he pulled down your leggings and panties, not wasting any time to ram into you. You moaned, your jaw dropping at the fullness and stretch you were feeling. You weren’t dumb, you knew he was going to be big. But you didn’t think he’d be this big. He held you by your waist, throwing his head back. This was better than his hand, this was better than his imagination this was better than his dreams. You felt perfect around him.

You rutted against him interlocking your fingers with his as you stood up, your eyes rolling to the back of your head at the new position. “F-fuck… don’t don't move… wait” He moaned, he knew that he wasn’t going to be able to last long, not with the way you had been teasing him this entire time, doing stretches like downward dog, getting on your back and spreading your legs wide to ‘stretch’. You were in all the positions he only dreamed of putting you in. “B-Binnie… please” You whined trying to move against this hold on you. He slipped off your sports bra freeing your tits, and without warning he put a hand on your throat, his other going straight for your clit. He thrusted into you while his hold around your neck only tightened. You had mentioned to him before that you had always wanted to try choking but couldn’t find someone you trusted well enough. Granted you were both stoned as fuck and doubted that he would even remember that. “Say pink if you want me to stop” He grunted picking up speed on both your clit and his thrusts into you. The space around you filled with both of your pornographic moans and groans, grunts and whines. “B-Binnie… you fuck me so good” You mumbled against his restraints. He moaned at your praises sliding into you harder stroking that one sweet spot. “Fuck Binnie no one's ever fucked me this good” “Fuck Y/n” he moved faster tightening his hold on your waist digging his nails into your exposed skin. He wasn’t doing it intentionally, you know Changbin would never hurt you, But man did the sting feel good. You started to tighten around him, a sign that you were close, and the way you were praising him he wasn’t far off. He let go of his grasp on your neck. You took a deep breath your head spinning from the sudden access to air. His now free hand went down to your lower stomach applying the slightest pressure, driving you absolutely insane. You moaned your head rolling back as you came undone on his cock. He quickly pulled out cumming on your back and ass. He might've been in love with you, but he wanted some time with you alone before bringing any children into the world.

You fell to your knees your hand going to your chest, helping you regulate your breathing. He sat next to you watching you intensely. You weren’t lying to him when you said he was the best sex you’ve ever had, no one has ever been able to make you feel the way your best friend just did. Best friend. Shit, this could’ve ruined your relationship, he probably doesn’t like you, and you’d have to end something that was great just because you wanted him so-. “Y/n… I uh. I like you, like a lot, and I know we’re friends but I want to be with you, like a boyfriend. I want to take you out, and not to just have sex with you, because it was great but I-” You cut him off by grabbing his face and kissing his lips. You couldn’t and wouldn’t be able to express the happiness you were feeling in words, you had to show him. “Is that a yes?” He mumbled against your lips looking at you with pleading eyes. “Yes” You laughed nodding your head with a smile. “Yes I’ll be your girlfriend” “Good because I want my girlfriend with me at the gym on Friday” “Excuse me sir but you look pretty worn out right now the deal was-” “The deal was that if the pilates-” “Sorry to break it to you hon but we’re in a pilates studio soooo” “I should do pilates with you more often then”

You groaned turning over to avoid the sun seeping into the room through the blinds. Looking to your side you saw your handsome boyfriend sleeping peacefully. After you two went back to your apartment you both went at it like bunnies after he asked you to show him what exactly you were doing before he showed up to pick you up. You grabbed your phone off the nightstand wanting to see what time it was when you froze. “No fucking way”

#skz fanfic #skz scenarios #skz x you #skz imagines #skz fake texts #stray kids fanfic #stray kids texts #changbin smut #seo changbin

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brewed-pangolin · 4 months

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Is Captain MacTavish also a gym rat? If so, please explain...in detail 🫠😉

Captain MacTavish is absolutely a gym rat. But unlike the maniacal menace that is Sgt. Gym Rat Soap, this beast is much more refined, disciplined, and methodical.

And the best damn eye candy you've ever seen while you focus on your own routine.

Just a sprinkle of NSFW at the end...

Pulled a bit from this post by @obligatoryghoststare

Wardrobe

First of all, he'd rather be caught dead than wear a pair of high thigh gym shorts. This man is always well put together, even while pumping iron at the local fitness center.

And he is a walking billboard for Under Armor.

Prefers more natural colors for his outfit; black, grey, royal blue, forest green. Nothing eye catching or brighter than an earthy hue. Doesn't need to draw more attention to himself. His sculpted body does that enough.

Compression shorts are a must. Pulls the sweat, keeps him dry, and holds everything in place. (Man's got a healthy Lorne sausage to contend with)

Topped with a fitted muscle shirt, of the same color. The Captain must have synchronization with his wardrobe. Always. (Well put together, like previously stated)

He's always going to wear darker tones with the compression fabric, mainly because he likes to overlay that with something more lose fitting and in a softer hue (think whites, light grays, may dabble in some soft blues or greens)

And while not technically wardrobe, will always have a half gallon steel water bottle within reach. Hydration is key.

Routine

Captain MacTavish is the epitome of methodical routines when it comes to gym. He's like clockwork.

His mid routine will change depending on the week (leg day, arm day, chest, back, weights, you get the idea) but his beginning and end are always the same.

First and foremost, stretching. The most important part of a workout.

Next, treadmill. 30 minutes. No more, no less. And this beast looks majestic while he runs. Perfect strides, breathing heavy yet measured. Just a beautiful sight to behold.

And this mofo sweats. Not an obscene amount, just enough to make him glisten. (Sparkling sexy beast)

Now, bulking up. Weights. Soap uses both free weights and strengthening machines, for obvious reasons. Free weights for compound movements, machines for isolating certain muscle groups.

You'd think he'd be loud during his weight training, but no. He's classy. And he's not rude. He may let out a few heavy breaths and an occasional low growl, but nothing too audible. He's already got countless eyes on him, no reason to bring in more attention.

Enjoys his time on the rowing machine. Prefers it after a his weight training. Aids in recovery, calms his mind. Builds his endurance. (And this man's all about endurance)

Lives for the circuit.

[2min/station, 1min rest b/w, 2 loops]

[Pull ups, planks, tire/sledgehammer, kettle lifts]

Pulled straight from his journal

The Captain is in his natural environment when perfecting and strengthening his mind and body. Goes into a daze. Movement remiscent to a skilled predator. It's a sight every gym enthusiast pushes to achieve, and every casual enjoyed drinks in to the fullest

Recovery

His recovery will change depending on his core routine for the day. Sometimes he finishes with a light jog or brisk walk on the treadmill again.

Perhaps even go another round on the rowing machine. Helps him clear the daze and focus his mind in preparation for the next phase.

But it culminates to a relaxing session of yoga because this man knows the benefits of centering himself post pump and grind.

And this is where you come in. He's more than happy to assist in perfecting your downward dog in the process while he lets his body recover from a rough workout.

Expect to be pulled into a private room once he's all limbered up after his full exercise session. Nothing quite like finishing his routine by emptying himself in your needy little hole. (Post endurance high nut is his favorite, afterall)

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Beginner Hiking Guide Part Three: What to Wear Hiking

Adequate and appropriate attire while hiking can make a big difference in your mobility, comfort, and even survival. Don’t worry about fashion -- nobody on the trail cares if you look good, and feeling good is far more important. Plus, you don’t want to wear anything that you don’t mind getting dirty, since you’re going to get sweaty and potentially dusty, muddy, etc. Focus on functional clothing for the activity you’re engaging in!

Comfort & Flexibility

You’re going to be moving a lot, so make sure you’re wearing clothes that you can move in! You’ll want clothes that fit comfortably and are sturdy enough that they won’t tear like tissue paper if you take a tumble, but that are stretchy and flexible enough that you don’t feel limited in your movements. Avoid anything that’s going to pinch or chafe.

If you don’t have hiking-specific clothes -- which, if you’re just getting started, you probably don’t -- don’t worry! Odds are there’s something in your closet that will work fine. A lot of non-cotton athleticwear is perfectly good for hiking -- I’ve used my gym leggings and workout shirt on the trail. The key is finding something that uses the right fabrics:

Fabrics

Good: Synthetic fabrics like polyester or nylon, as well as merino wool, are great for hiking. These fabrics are good at wicking moisture away from your body -- a key quality in base layers, or any fabric that touches your skin. You’re going to work up a sweat, so you want fabrics that will wick that sweat away and allow it to evaporate, rather than trapping it against your skin so you get clammy and chilled. Anything described as “quick dry” is going to be a good option. For socks, I always opt for wool.

Bad: Cotton of any kind, including denim. Cotton is like a sponge and will absorb moisture and stay wet. You know how when you do laundry, your jeans are often still damp after the rest of your clothes have dried? Jeans will also hold on to moisture from sweat or from wet trail conditions, chilling you on a long hike; a lot of hypothermia cases in backcountry are attributed to cotton clothing. So unless you’re doing a very short, easy hike in optimal weather conditions, avoid cottons.

Dress for the Conditions

I wrote in a previous segment about the importance of knowing the forecast for your hike; make sure you dress appropriately for the hike you’re undertaking, in the conditions you’re undertaking it in!

Hot weather: Wear light-weight moisture-wicking clothes that won’t trap sweat against your body and that will let you keep cool. If you have longer hair, bring something to tie it up/back to keep sweaty hair out of your face.

Sunny weather: If it’s sunny and you’re going to be out in direct light, consider a lightweight outer layer to protect yourself from the sun. A hat with a wide brim is also a good option, and definitely bring sunglasses!

Wet weather: If it looks like there might be rain, make sure you have clothing on that will dry quickly, and a rain shell/rain jacket -- something lightweight and breathable. Also consider packing an extra pair of socks (because nothing is worse than hiking in wet socks) and an extra warm dry layer since you’re more likely to get chilled when you’re wet.

Cold weather: Layer up! Make sure you are dressed warmly, and pack one more layer than you think you’re going to need. My dad always says, “If you wore all your layers, you didn’t pack enough layers.” (more on layers below). Also be sure to have a hat that fully covers your ears, a scarf or buff or other means of keeping your face and neck warm, gloves/mittens, and warm wool socks.

While you will probably be pretty warm from exertion while you’re hiking, you’ll find yourself cooling down quickly when you stop for breaks-- or if you have to stop due to an injury or other problem. Always pack for the coldest you might get. (On a longer, more remote hike, this should include ‘how cold I’ll get if I get lost and spend the night outside.’)

How to Layer for Warmth:

Underwear: Synthetic, moisture-wicking, and comfortable. If you have breasts, make sure you have adequate support. I’m a fan of high-impact sports bras and long boxer briefs to avoid chafing/riding up.

Base Layer: Wear a top in a moisture-wicking fabric (pretty much any synthetic workout shirt will do!); if it’s mild enough you don’t need multiple bottom layers, opt for quick-dry pants or athletic leggings and you’re probably good there. If it’s cold, consider wearing non-cotton leggings or long underwear as an insulating layer under a pair of pants -- if you’re like me and slip and fall on your ass a lot, your cold wet butt will thank you.

Mid Layer: This is your insulating layer that traps in heat. In warm or mild temperatures, sticking a light jacket or hoodie in your pack for if you need it is fine, but if temps are dipping colder, bulk up your mid layer(s). I usually wear a fleece jacket and then an insulated puff jacket over it when I hike in winter. You may also consider warmer pants (I have fleece-lined joggers for when it’s REALLY cold).

Outer Layer: If base layers keep away the moisture from your skin, and mid layers trap in heat, your outer layer is preventing heat loss and moisture from everything else. Windbreakers and rain shells can keep high winds from biting through your other layers and stealing away body heat, and keep rain from soaking you through and similarly putting you at risk for hypothermia.

Will you need all these layers on a hike? Probably not! In the middle of summer at low elevations, I hike in base layers and throw a rain shell in my pack and I’m pretty much good. But in winter, I’ve had up to 5 layers. So it will depend on the conditions.

Also, be ready to take off and add layers throughout your hike. I usually shed a layer within the first half mile of a hike as I get warmed up, but will often put layers back on when I reach summit, or am taking a snack break. Dropping layers when necessary will prevent you from sweating too much (soaking your clothes and dehydrating you).

Footwear:

Perhaps the most important item in your hiking ensemble is your footwear. Proper shoes can make or break a hike. Or a leg, for that matter.

Hiking boots are thusly named because, well, they’re good for hiking. You want footwear that:

is sturdy

has good grip/traction

keeps you comfortable by cushioning, supporting, and protecting your foot.

Good: Hiking boots. Trail/hiking shoes. Hiking sandals, weather permitting. Maybe sneakers, on a really flat and easy trail, though I don’t recommend them for more rugged trails.

Bad: Basically everything else. Ballet flats, flip flops, crocs, converse, etc. Anything that pinches or hurts your feet after a while. Any brand new shoes you’ve never worn or broken in.

Now admittedly, a good pair of hiking boots can be expensive. But if you’re going to invest in anything to get started while hiking, I beg you to invest in a comfortable pair of hiking boots/shoes. And practice walking in them and breaking them in before you hit the trail -- you will often find that the experience of walking uphill in a particular pair of shoes feels very different from walking in them on flat terrain.

Additional clothing notes:

Long pants vs. Shorts. I personally always hike in long pants, though I see plenty of people hiking in shorts in summer. I recommend researching trail conditions, the local ecology, and knowing your own heat tolerance. Long pants might not let you cool off like shorts, but they do protect your legs from sun exposure, ticks and other insect bites, and scratches and scrapes from brambles or rocks.

Socks. I highly recommend wool socks for hiking, year-round. Also, make sure that your socks fit well; loose, baggy socks are more likely to slip around in your shoe and cause blisters, along with socks that are shorter than the ankle of your shoe.

Jewelry. In addition to jewelry potentially catching and tangling on things, there’s the risk of it getting lost and being near impossible to find. I recommend you don’t wear or bring anything overly precious to you while hiking. That includes clothes you really really love, because you will get gross.

Binders. If you wear a binder, consider not wearing it while hiking, or wear a binder a size up from your usual. You will know your body and limitations best, but as a matter of safety you don't want your breathing restricted or to risk overheating, and it is widely recommended not to bind while engaging in strenuous activity.

In Summary:

Dress comfortably for activity

Avoid cotton ([Edna Mode voice: NO JEANS!]) and stick to synthetics that will wick away moisture and dry fast

Factor in weather and trail conditions into your clothing choices

Layers are your friend (and pack a spare layer just in case)

Get yourself some decent hiking shoes that won’t fall apart, slip and skid, or leave your feet blistered and hurting

Don't worry about looking stylish; just stay safe, comfortable, and have fun!

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