𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗴𝗼𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘇𝗸𝗮, 𝗷. 𝗸𝗶𝗺𝗺𝗶𝗰𝗵
joshua kimmich ; she/her
mentioning of sex, curse words! 18+
info: joshua is focused on training, but the image in front of her makes it hard to forget the nights under the sheets. one comment about goretzka is enough to make kimmich's blood boil.
a/n: bringing a certain eagerness from the pitch to the bedroom haha
requests always open!
the gym in the tunnels of the allianz arena was packed with bayern munich players. in one corner, mueller had an interesting debate with neuer and gnabry about the upcoming game, and the chance to actually win without having to tear themselves apart. lifting the weights on one of the benches was leon, doing five of each until he decided that more weight was necessary to make the training session valuable.
and then there was she, sitting on a bench behind the bikes where her boyfriend currently attempted to reach his latest limits. joshua was focused on the changing numbers between the handles, pedaling faster by the minute. “almost there.” he muttered, loud enough for the female to catch the two words which weren’t exactly foreign to her. the same sentence, he panted over again when hidden underneath the comfortable duvets of their bed, thrusting in and out of her wet hole. clenching the thighs together, she attempted to hide the fact of how much those easy-spoken syllables affected her figure.
joshua took the training serious, he wanted to reach higher standards and impress the fans, and the main staff of bayern munich for as long as possible. but she wished, for a split second, that the ocean blue orbs stared at her, lingered at her face and he could see how she slowly fell apart behind him.
as if the excellent view of his naked back and the flexing muscles wasn’t enough to torture the female, the deep breaths combined with the quiet groans made it impossible for her to focus on anything or anyone else anymore. rubbing the sweaty hands over the face, she attempted to calm herself down, but nothing seemed to work against the heat that pooled between her legs. slowly, she started to rub her legs together, trying find at least a tad of release but it wasn’t enough.
she needed joshua‘s help. she needed him.
manicured nails brushed through the strands, scratching carefully over the scalp as she stood up from the seat. the mission was clear to her. strutting over to the bicycles, she took her place in front of the panting male.
underarms leaned on the small space on each side of the small screen, joshua watched the numbers change until her figure casted a shadow above him. tilting the head up, the blonde raised a single brow at his girlfriend in confusion. but she didn’t explain her needs to him. instead, she leaned forward herself. soft fingertips pressed against the collarbones of the football player and gently pushing him backwards in a seating position.
he didn’t fight against the gestures of his girlfriend, the arms falling to his sides as his attentive gaze lingered on her. delicate hands placed on the space next to the small screen where his arms used to rest before, she tilted her upper body forward. seductively, she glanced upwards through her black, thick lashes at her boyfriend and smiled innocently.
an expression that has never been easy to comprehend, never been easy to resist without feeling the effects. but joshua couldn’t tear the dilated pupils away from the picture in front of him, the luring gazes into a world of desire and lust.
“joshua..” she pulled the name longer than needed, shamelessly almost moaning in the middle of the gym, in front of his teammates. mouth ajar, he wanted to reply and lecture her about the wrong picture she gave the others but it has never been easy to escape the magnificent spell of her innocent expression, infiltrated by the seductive glances.
“how much longer?” she questioned in a whisper, attempting to clench the thighs together without the people around her noticing but joshua did.
a reaction she almost had any time when she visited a game and cheered for him, in one of his jerseys. the aftermath was a very long night of orgasms and soft whimpers.
the dazzled expression changed in a matter of seconds, the lips curled in an one-sided smile, a pleased and smug one. leaning forward again, he placed the calloused fingertips against the heated skin of her underarms, staring a fire inside of her. beads of sweat gathered on the forehead, pushed upwards against the wrinkles as he raised his eyebrows. “why are you asking, babe?”
joshua didn’t need to ask, he knew the answer and still, he wanted to hear the words tremble out of her addictive mouth. syllables rolled off her tongue how much she needed him, forcing him to end the training session and busy himself with her body.
she whined at the question, despising the fact that he wanted to lure the sentence out of her, make her beg for his attention. but she has never been the easiest challenge from their first date until this day. an idea popped in her head, the way she could turn this situation around and reach the moment, she desired. leaning further forward to speak without having another person eavesdropping on the conversation, she smiled innocently at him.
“leon’s looking good, maybe i should ask him if he has a couple of minutes for me.” the words caught the male off guard, he didn’t expect a sort of comeback from the needy female. jaw clenched, the fuming anger about her thoughts with someone else caused a sudden possession. the need to show her who she truly belonged to and that those thoughts were entirely wrong to speak or think.
fleshy fingers quickly found her face, the thumb pressed into the left cheek while the other four dug into the right one. pulling her closer to his reddened face, joshua closes the gap between them with a hard kiss. cheers erupted from around them, commentary was shared and laughter about the mature actions shared between the football player and his girlfriend.
“shouldn’t have said that.” joshua growled against her lips, leaning back to climb off the bicycle. the dusty gray v neck was thrown over the shoulder when he raised his hand to announce their departure.
for the males in the gym, he looked like a man who trained the entire day with the sweaty chest and the reddened face. instead, the muscles were relaxed, the anger burned in his blood and he needed to release it on the person who caused it. walking out of the room, she followed the fuming boyfriend like a lost puppy with her head down and chewing on the bottom lip. she didn’t know if the words caused the wrong reaction, if joshua was truly angered and the words led to an argument instead of being trapped underneath him while he pounded into her.
as she rounded the corner towards the locker rooms, two large hands grabbed her by the waist and pushed her against the nearest wall. surprised by the sudden actions, she gasped as joshua trapped her between the cold wall and his warm figure. with the back turned to him, she could feel the bulge against the curve of her ass.
hot breath fanned over the ear, as joshua dipped his head further down and blew featherlight kisses against the heated skin underneath her lobe. lids fell close as the ecstasy over washed any other emotion, and a quiet whimper rolled off her tongue.
“oh, you shouldn’t have thought about using goretzka as an attempt to get to me. should have just asked me nicely to fuck you.” letting his long fingers graze around her waist, he dipped them under the waistband of her jogging trousers. digits sprawled out above the underwear, he didn’t move them further than slightly underneath the belly button.
“anything else you want, huh?” joshua questioned the female, the anger infiltrated his voice as he chuckled slightly. “you.” she whimpered, the bottom lip quivering as she tried to push herself off the wall to look at her boyfriend. but he didn’t give her the satisfaction, pushing his hard-on further against her, and as a result, her further against the wall. “exactly what you’re not going to get so easily anymore.”
she wanted him, but she was going to receive the punishment for the tactics she used on him. profoundly, the worst decision she has made in the entirety of their relationship.
the left knee placed on the backside of her thighs, he nudged them apart. with all his actions, joshua never forgot to stay on the gentle side of the world. he would not do anything that would cause her harm, he would hate himself if she had to experience such pain because of him. even when he was much rougher than usual, the blonde kept it easy-going.
“i could fuck you right here, against this wall.” he whispered against her skin as the soft lips traveled towards the left shoulder. the fingers that pressed into the waist moved up until he reached the thick strap of the tank top. peeling the fabric off the skin carefully, his lips left a trail of wet kisses along the shoulder blade. “and maybe, leon will walk around the corner, and see you like this. a whimpering mess for me.”
“josh, please.” she whined, hating to be declined of touching him. running the delicate fingers over the defined chest, down over the abs and towards the thin shorts which hung low on the trained body.
“i can’t wait to hear you beg the entire night, love.” joshua grinned against the heated skin of his girlfriend, slowly and carefully biting the shoulder blade before stepping back from and releasing his tight grip on her. cheeks flustered from the sudden impact, the lids still closed, she didn’t bother to move an inch while the blonde admired the picture, he created. a mess of desire and lust, a whimpering mess for him.
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