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⭐️Yandere Gym Buddy⭐️
Premise: You made a new friend at the gym, and he is determined to make sure you get a good pump.
Warning: Non-con, fem reader
Minors DNI
Working out with you is almost too much. You're cute, smaller body is too much. The way you look up at him and thank him when he takes the weight off you when you push your body to failure. The way you whimper when you can't do one more rep. He first saw you looking at a machine for biceps and you seemed ok, but your form could be a bit better so he decided he'd help you by correcting it.
The next time he saw you, you were trying a bicep workout, but you were lifting too heavy and it was messing up your form. Proper form is essential to any excersize and without it, you could risk pulling a muscle. He couldnt just stand by and let you do that so he became your gym buddy whenever he spotted you.
You always look so nervous when he talks to you. You can't even maintain eye contact, but when you do, you look up at him and smile sheepishly. It warms his heart. You thanked him for helping you with your workout and walked on your mary way.
He smiled and continued on with his until he saw you patiently waiting for him to finish his set from the corner of his eye. You're blushing all cute and averting eyes again. He takes out his earbud and looks over at you. "I-I feel like I didn't properly thank you before so thank you again. I really appreciate your help," You say, becoming cherry red by the end.
He wants to just pick you up and take you home. You're like a cute little bunny. He's a respectful guy so he's only ever looked at your body in the places he needs to for your form, but he'd be lying if he said they never drifted to other places. From your sweet-looking neck to the curve of your back, all the way down to your cute butt.
The way your workout clothes fit your body so tight in all the right places. He wonders if you want the attention. When you wear crop tops...or when he's lucky and you wear your super short shorts. The ones that barely cover your...He shakes his head. He can't get hard in the gym again. "No problem. You're very polite, you know," He says. You knod your head in thanks.
You scamper off to go do cute girl things, probably. He hopes you don't have a boyfriend. Actually, theres no way you do. No man would let a girl like you out of their site. Especially in a testosterone filled gym. And talk to other guys? No way. If you had a boyfriend, your boyfriend would be fighting him right now.
If you had a boyfriend, your boyfriend would be laying on the ground, broken and defeated, bleeding from every orifice. He clenches his fists, his veins protruding. He'd lay the bastard the fuck out without a second of hesitation. No mercy and no reasoning. He finishes his workout with more vigour than usual.
The next time he spotted you at the gym, he saw some guy about to walk up to you. They're like fucking flies. This is the third one this week. He speeds up his pace and gets to you first before the fly could get its chance. The other guy turns tail immediately, confusing you because it looked like he'd wanted to talk to you.
"Hey, nice to see you again," he says, smiling that usual charming smile. 'The ladies probably go nuts for this guy,' you thought. "Nice to see you too!" Your voice is so sweet. It's like honey. He's memorized the texture of your sound. "Your arms look really good," you say, your face completely red. That came out of nowhere. He wonders how long you've been working up the courage to say that to him. He chuckles and flexes. "Thank you, I'm very proud of them."
He swears he could eat you up. Just the way you look at his body, whether it be in admiration or otherwise, it's all the same to him. "Do you want to get protein shakes after this? I can make them really tasty." You're going. Whether you like it or not.
"Oh..uhm, you don't have to! I don't know much bout protein anyway," you say nervously. Bingo. "Protein is incredibly important for helping you repair your muscles after you work hard at the gym!" He knows he's gonna convince you.
"O-oh, really? I didn't know that. If it's that important, ok then." You look off to the side, unsure about going to a mans house. He's feeling cuteness aggression. He wants to hug you and squeeze you so badly. His hands twitch, fighting the urdge to do so. He has to look away when you're doing a tough workout.
Watching sweat drip down your face is captivating. He imagines that face when he's alone in his apartment at night, his cock in hand. He just wants to lay you down on your back with him in between your legs...his thoughts wander too much. "Great, you'll love it!" He could'nt be more pleased with himself.
After you both finished, he waits for you outside the changing room. He was so giddy. He loves looking down at you..and seeing your cute little wonderous eyes looking up at him, like a confused little bunny. He takes your hand and leads you out to his car. You blush furiously at the contact. You get in the passenger seat and he drives you back to his place.
It's a really nice and expensive looking apartment building. Modern and well kept. It even has a gym inside. You wonder why he travels to yours. He takes you up to his apartment and you gasp. "It's so big!" He closes his eyes for a moment, imagining those words in a different context. "I'm excited to try the protein shake," you say, snapping him out of his fuzzy daze.
"Ah yes." He takes you over to his spottless kitchen and takes out a blender, some bananas, protein powder, peanut butter and milk. You lean over the counter to peer at what he's doing. Hes really good at making protein shakes. You wonder if he can cook aswell. You wouldn't be surprised. While you're lost in though, he has the perfect view of your cleavage. He bites his lip. Fuck. He feels his dick twitch to life.
He groans. He's been trying not to get hard this whole day. Good thing you're behind the counter. He pours the smoothies into two cups, his being larger because you dont need as much protein as he does. He manages to hide is boner well enough to make his way over to his living room with your cups.
He hands you yours after taking a seat, making sure to place a pillow in his lap. You take a sip. He loves the way your mouth opens and the way you lick your lips of the sweet drink. Fuck. He downs his and watches you. "Hey, so I wanted to ask if you maybe wanted to hang out..outside the gym again sometime?" he asks, looking hopeful.
"Oh..uh," you thought he wasn't interested in you! You were sure of it! He's too handsome for you! He's way out of your league. You've never been romanticaaly interested in him. You know your place. You just get really nervous and shy around pretty people. He's an extremely athletic man and you're a snail in comparrison! You're not even looking for a relationship right now! This is a nightmare! You just wanted to focus on yourself. That's why you started going to the gym.
Oh god, what do you do!? You stare at your drink for a while, the silence thickening by the second. "I...uh...." You want to go home and hide under your sheets. How will you ever face him again? It's over. No more gym buddy. He looks down at you, his smile and hopeful eyes fading. You... don't want him. You don't want him!? But...he's perfect for you...and you for him!
He doesn't understand why you could possibly ever not want to be with him. He wordlessly puts his cup down. You just need some convincing is all. You look up at him. He can see emotions swirling around in your eyes. He stands up to his full height, casting a shadow over you. "(Y/n),... change your mind." His tone is eerily calm.
"But...I wanna focus on.. myself-" He cuts you off. "No! I will focus on you. That's what you need. I will take care of you. I'm dedicated to you. It has to be claer by now that I want you." He takes the cup from your hands and sets it down before pulling you up by your arm and forcing you deeper into the apartment.
"Huh? What? N-no, where are we going? Stop! I wanna go home!" You cry, trying to struggle out of his grip, the grip of the arms four times the size of yours. You notice now just how big he is. Hes...massive. Taller than most men...broad shoulders, a large frame, and incredibly muscular. Your face pails. You... can't stop him. You were right to be nervous to come here!
He drags you into his room, making you sit on his bed. He doesn't open the lights, but from the moonlight shining in from the window, you can see the glinting of his hungry eyes looking down at you. His chest heaves. He feels fuzzy and lightheaded as he looks down at you...all his blood...has shot right down to his cock.
He can't think of anything but the way your thighs meet at that special crevice that he wants to explore. You're probably still sweaty from the workout... he's trembling at the thought of your soft body pressed against his toned self.
He pushes your upper body down a bit too hard and splits your legs apart, settling himself between them before leaning down. Your faces so close. You turn your face away, which just makes him get even closer to you, his nose touching your cheek, his breath fanning over you. With him in between your legs, you can feel the heat emanating from his crotch as it presses into yours. You whimper under him and he groans a bit. His cock has never been so engored before. Its unbarable.
"Please...take off your clothes...I don't want to hurt you on accident," he breathes, using all the remaining blood in his head to think straight, trying to control himself. You shake your head. "I-I can't!" Not a second after you speak, his hands grip your poor clothes and rip them to shreds like paper. He's wanted to do that to your workout clothes for a long time. They were always taunting him with the way they squeeze your ass or the way your pussy shows through the crotch area a bit when you're bent.
You suck in a breath to scream, hoping one of his neighbors would hear you, but he covers your mouth with his palm just in time, muffling your cry. "Shhh shhh... it's ok shh. I've got you," he coos, trying to calm you. Your chest heaves up and down as tears stream down your cheeks. Your face feels like its burning.
He replaces his hand with his lips and kisses you gently. You continue sobbing quietly into the kiss, not wanting any of this. He doesn't cover your mouth after he lifts his lips from yours. Hope for getting another opportunity dies within you as he stuffs your underwear into your mouth and ties it shut with the drawstring of his shorts tightly behind your head.
He kisses your cheek and stays right there for a moment, just breathing in your scent. You decide now is a good time to at least try fighting him with everything you've got. You headbutt him in the face, sending his head back a bit. He grunts in pain and looks back at you with a blaze in his eyes. A trickle of blood escapes his nose. He wipes it off with the back of his hand. He shuts his eyes for a second, trying to maintain his patience. He sighs. He's trying his hardest to be nice with you.
He places a finger on your chin, turning you to face him. When you refuse to face him and turn your head in defiance, he grips your cheeks roughly and forces you to face him. His eyes are stern. "Bunny, I don't want to hurt you." Is all he says. You dont take his threat lightly. He looks more than happy to actually hurt you. You don't believe for a second that he's being honest about not wanting to hurt you.
He lowers his shorts with his free hand, taking your silence as compliance. You see the bulge in his shorts reveal itself to be a monstrous size when free. It's..scary. It slams against your bare pussy lips. It's heavy, thick and demanding attention. It's veiny underside is burning you.
You swallow hard, trying to wiggle out from underneath it. You don't make it far trapped beneath him with nowhere to go. Your hands are free, but every time you try to do anything, he swats them away and.. after his previous threat, you don't want to know what will happen if you annoy him enough.
His hand comes down to your cunt and plays with your lower lips. He releases your face, knowing you'll behave. You writhe underneath him, pathetically kicking and pushing at his hand down there. His other hand grabs your wrist and and squeezes it and a painful grip, looking dead in your eyes as he continues to play with your cunt.
Another tear slips down your cheek. He softens his grip a bit before leaning down to kiss your tears away. Your tear-stained face, the way you whimper and your face scrunches in discomfort..is doing things to him. He's learned something new about himself just now. He wants to be inside you so bad, but he knows he'd tear you in two, even with all his precum.
Your gasp as he flicks your sensitive pearl. He can't help but chuckle. Without any warning, he slips his index finger inside your cunt and relishes in the warm wetness hugging it tightly. He just wants you wet enough to take him without too much pain. He just needs to be more patient, but... it's so hard with you making all those cute expressions.
"Pleath shtop..I..." The muffled words you were trying to produce disappear in a cloud of smoke as he curls his finger upwards into your spongy walls. Fuck. He loves when you beg him to stop. You moan so cutely. Your pussy twitches around him. He bites his lip. You're.. wet enough. It's fine, it'll fit. He can't wait anymore.
He lines his fat cock up with your cunt and slides it up and down your shimmering folds. "W-wai-" He cuts you off by sliding the head of his cock in. It's so fucking tight. He grunts and can't help but sink himself further in. He feels like he's going mad.
He bucks his hips forward, meeting resistance. Your cervix. He pushes forward still, eventually managing to bottom out, the shape of his cock making an appearance in your lower stomach. Your cunt needs to know his shape for next time. It's a good thing he stuffed your mouth because you've been screaming and crying like crazy. "I'm sorry, bunny. I didn't mean to hurt you. I got a bit ahead of myself. I'll be more gentle." He kisses your nose, his cock driving in and out slowly.
You're sopping wet now, the two of you can hear your insides gushing when he pushes in. You're so embarrassed. The pleasure is undeniable. You scratch his back as he pressed in again, his hips meeting yours snuggly. You can't hold it anymore! you let out a long whine as you cum, your walls squeezing him deliciously. He moans, driving his cock in and out, rapidly pounding your cunt into a fine paste. You come down from your high as he's still churning your insides and cry out again. You're too sensitive now!
You tap on his shoulder, but it garners no response. He lifts your legs and presses them back into your chest, getting even deeper. He's pounding into you like a wild animal. You feel the familiar knot in your lower stomach tighten. Your nails dig into his back, your eyes crossing as you come again. He grunts as you tighten around him once more.
He thrusts into you so deep that you can see the imprint of his cock in your lower stomach even more than before. Your cervix needs an ice pack. He grips your waist, emptying the largest load he's ever cum. You're so tired. He continues pumping himself into you lazily. He rests his body weight on you, squishing you and pressing his still-hard cock against your stuffed insides.
Cum leeks past his cock onto the damp bedsheets. He pants, looking down at you. "I love you (y/n)," he says with the most love struck expression you've ever seen. You look like an angel to him. All you can do is twitch and bask in the afterglow of what he did. His cock began to completely re-harden at the beautiful sight he created before him.
You're no longer gym buddies, that's for sure. Thanks to him, you might be parents. You should have just accepted his feelings when you had the chance. Now your guts are filled and you're trapped under him with your knees by your head. What a workout.
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Gym buddy Simon
(Small chubby fem mc)
Gym buddy Simon. Soap set him up for one of those stupid "find me ___ person" sites as a prank, and he never expected Simon to find someone that he LIKED. And yet, there you were. Sending him a sweet little request, trying to work on your self-confidence. Tiny chubby little thing. Simon is immediately smitten. He knows that he's going to be more of a personal trainer than a gym buddy, but he really doesn't mind. Just means he gets to watch you sweat and work for HIM. And oh, he likes that. He loves it when you sweat, when you whine because something is a bit too heavy, or you can't take much more; he loves watching your muscles work and strain under your soft layer of squish. Honestly? Simon loves that squish. He has to focus on his own workout whenever you do jumping-jacks or anything that makes your little bit of chub bounce. If he does happen to see it, he'll become almost entranced, imagining kneeding at the soft flesh and littering it with kisses and bite marks, digging his fingers into the soft flesh of your plush hips and grinding you back against him. Before he realizes it, his mask has a small wet spot from where he was drooling. He's never been so excited to go to the gym. You're such an absent-minded thing, forgetting the most important things sometimes. But, it's ok because Simon always brings his gym bag, which is always loaded with snacks, protein shakes, pre-workout, hair ties, water bottles, and even some extra gym clothes. He's also incredibly accommodating and pays attention to small things. You have better cardio when listening to a certain playlist? He talked to the gym staff about using their speakers. Nervous about people watching you? Well, he's got the perfect little secluded corner for you. Feeling stressed? He's a great listener! On your period? (He figured out your tells pretty easy) he's got Midol and some feminine hygiene products in his bag of tricks, too. Eventually, you run into the rest of the squad at the gym, and he gets possessive! Long story short, this is a need.
#simon ghost riley#simon riley x reader#simon riley x you#simon ghost x reader#ghost cod#ghost#cod x reader#cod men#cod#gym#gym buddies#drabble#ramblings#I also wrote this a while ago#but I was embarrassed to post it#because of how indulgant it is#chubby#chubby reader#fem reader#but I hope you guys like it#Have a nice existence!
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Weight bearing, untie you
#chris redfield#jill valentine#valenfield#gym buddies#resident evil#resident evil 5#re5 chris#re5 fanart#post re5#blonde jill valentine supremacy#re5
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"Spot me bro"
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I was thinking... what if Jason Todd/Red Hood had a really close f!friend, and then he starts having thoughts with her (+18 thoughts), and he doesn't know what to do, since he has a strong desire, and she is a close friend.
Like, she is doing something simplesmente as drinking water and his mind go imagining things he shouldn't be imagining
So, someone also asked me to do something gym related so I'm chucking them in together.
Gym Buddies.
Warnings: 18+ONLY, implied smut, pining.
"Nice of you to finally show," you shout at Jay who's making his way through the large glass doors at the front of the gym.
"Yeah, you like to run for 30 minutes and I am not about the cardio life," he replies, throwing his bag down near the weights area, "want to get into the heavys?"
"Are you going to spot me?"
"I am and then you're going to spot me."
"Ok, but I don't know how much help I'm going to be if you drop 150kgs on your head."
You lay back on the bench as Jason racks up your usual 45kg rack, rubbing your hands together you reach for the bar, "ready."
"Off you go then, I'll count you out," you look so pretty like this, Jason thinks, your hair up in those cute little buns, "1," your mouth slightly parted as you attempt to breath evenly, "2," your legs spread out over the bench, stabilizing your core, "3," your eyes scrunching in concentration, "4" your muscles straining with the weight, "5" you open your eyes as he takes the bar from you and you look up at him like that. Fuck, he stands in awe of you trying not to imagine what pretty faces he could cause with his finger, his mouth or his cock.
"You just going to stand there?"
"No," he lies, "I was just giving you a chance to rest."
"Right, did you get that video I sent you?"
"Yeah, that was a weird one. Who's actually doing that?" He wonders, recalling how badly he laughed when he saw it this morning.
"Oh, so you don't think you could do it?" You tease him, standing up and wiping your brow with your towel.
"That's not what I said."
"It's what I heard."
"Fine, lay back down on the bench." He directs you, while he starts to stretch out his shoulders, your eyes tracing the thick veins that seems to be popping out of his biceps and forearms, "good, now stay still." He says, his hands sliding under your back and legs as he starts to curl you, "dude your wiggling!"
"Can't help it. It feels weird."
"I told you it was weird."
"Ok, ok, put me down." He doesn't want to, he wants to keep holding you, "Jay," you start to wiggle more, "I get it, you're strong. Put me-" you catch his eye when he stills, "why are you looking at me like that?"
"Like what?"
"Like you wanna kiss me."
"Pssh, you're nuts." He carries you over to the leg press, needing to put some distance between you, "why don't you work on this, I'm going to go and fill my water bottle. Don't crush yourself, k."
"Yeah, whatever."
Jason leaves, his ass hugging so tightly to those short red booty ass shorts. Those thighs so fucking thick and you can feel your mouth watering, "I don't hear that pressing moving!" He yells out before he steps into the locker room, "get going."
The door shuts behind him and he wonders if he should just get in the shower right now? He can already feel his cock growing hard, he's been so good at keeping it in his pants. There's no way he's going to push you away, by being a fucking creep and coming onto the only person who is actually awake late enough to come to the gym with him.
He can't get the picture of you laid out on that bench out of his head though, or the cute little giggles you made when he was pressing you, "just a quick shower," he whispers to himself throwing his bag down and stripping his clothes off.
The steam from the shower fills the locker room, Jason's head hanging in front of him as his huge hands pump his cock. The water burning his back, relaxing all the tight muscles. His eyes closed as he imagines your pretty lips wrapped around it, those glaze eyes that you get after you've run a mile staring up at him. "Fuck, take it pretty girl," he moans, biting down on his juicy lip and sucking in some of the hot water.
"You having a good time?" You surprise Jason, laughing when he turns around with a guilt ridden look on his face.
"I can explain."
"You wanna explain to me why you're jerking off in the gym showers?" You give him an apprehensive look, well you think it is. But as your eyes take in every well defined muscles, every vein that's popping out of his skin and the huge tree trunk resting between his legs-
"Enjoying the view?" He asks, pumping his hands down his cock, his teeth sinking into his bottom lip when he sees how your looking at him, "it's better from over here," the words come from somewhere inside of him and he can't seem to find the fucks to give, because you look like you might actually take him up on his offer, "come on, the waters really nice."
You throw your clothes off faster than you ever have before, leaving them on top of Jason's bag as you step into the warmth of the water. "You're right, it is warm. Too warm."
"I can fix that," his strong hands slide under your ass picking you up and pressing you into the cool tiles, the warm water in the front evening you out. "Is this going to change anything?" He asks, his cock grinding right along the seam of your pussy.
"Only if you want it to."
Part 2- Go for a Hike
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y'all (and esp. @shieldofiron) have me so conditioned that when I see this set of pictures, I just assume that Billy is aggression whispering the most horned up weird shit that has ever reached Steve's ears in his life.
and also that Steve thinks every time that Billy is going to help him up this time... and again. he does not help him up.
this happens all the time.
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I'm going to start using this platform for my gym updates 🥰
To start: I began trying to lose weight in 2013 when I hit 250lbs after my dad passed away. I was a size 18, my knees hurt, I had no energy, everything was bad.
Currently: I'm 141lbs (as of this week), a size 4, ready to really transform my body once again.
#weightloss#weightlosstransformation#weight loss#100 pounds lost#100lbs lost#gymbabe#gym body#gym buddies#gymbooty#curvyconfidence#thick vibes only#bootiful#curvy and proud#gymlife#gymspiration#gymmotivation#gym bunny#gymlover#body transformation#weightloss journey#fitness journey#fitness journal#fit girls#fitspo#fitness#curvy chicks#fit life#gym rat#gym routine#weight lifting
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Joshua J Blaize & Josh Bailey
#aesthetic#bodybuilding#classicphysique#fitness#muscle#BestFitMales#gym motivation#gymlife#gymspiration#gym body#gymlover#gym buddies#Joshua Blaize#Josh Bailey
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Magic Muscles:
Because I’ve got a teenaged son who talks about this stuff, I’ve started to notice how many times Danny or Steve get a serious injury and can’t engage in intensive exercise for weeks or even months. Yet in 10 years, I don’t think we ever see either of them working out in a gym or complaining because they can’t (and their bodies are changing).
In contrast, Scott Caan and Alex O’Loughlin are gym rats who’ve given interviews and demonstrations of their routine. @mcdannowave has some great gifs.
But this very rarely comes up in fanfic.
Weird? Or no? Do you categorize this like, “We never see them pee, either” or something else?
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𝓓𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓶𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓗𝓪𝓷𝓷𝓪𝓱 2
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exchanging text to each other innocently (another idea @mozarteffect poke me with)
#dragonballsuper#dragonball#vegeta#dragonballz#granolah#dbs#dragon ball z#tarble#tarblenolah fever#tarblenolah#gym buddies
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See but. Sevika and Grayson as workout buddies in some gym AU ??
They go there together, they lift together, they spot each other, they toast with their protein shakes, they say "one more rep“ to each other, they pose and flex and track gainz together, they get the girls staring, they take em home with them on occasion✨✨✨
SOMEONE make it happen I am BEGGING you - my artistic talent is NOT adequately prepared for me to even attempt this but PLS imagine how hot they look working on themselves and their physique✨✨✨
#arcane#leagues of legends#grayson#arcane grayson#sevika#arcane sevika#sevika arcane#grayson arcane#artists on tumblr#hot women lifting#gym buddies#sexy gym ladies#i beg of you
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Why is Bryce Lahela the first person I thought of when I saw this reel? Raf is having a good chuckle while Ethan pinches the bridge of his nose and thinks to himself, "I should have told them this gym was for attendings only."
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gym buddies!jason always intent staring at y/n tits cause the nipple piercing just stands out, for scientific purposes he always has to have his mouth around the piercings, you know for the sake of science
It's 4am. Forgive me my mistakes.
Xx
"Dude you're staring."
"I'm not."
"You know they're there. Can I atleast finish my stretches before you start ogling me like a lovesick teenager?"
"I could help with your stretches," Jason steps closer to you, his fingers already toying with the hem of your shirt, "just let me have a little taste and I'll leave you alone."
"Why does that sound like a lie?"
"Only a small one," his fingers drag your shirt up to your sports bra, tucking it into the top, "please."
"Then you'll let me finish my workout?"
"Ah hmmm," he mumbles into your tummy as he starts to kiss up towards your breasts.
"Very subtle," your fingers wrap into his curls, guidin him upwards as he lifts your sports bra up and over, resting it on your collar bone.
"They," he groans as his tongue flicks over your piercing, "just feel so good," his lips wrap around it, sucking it into his mouth.
"Does feel good," you press into him. The sensation tingling all the way down to your pussy. Your hips start to grind into nothing, his fingers toying with your left piercing while the other is at your back keeping you upright, "feels so fucking good Jay."
His tongue laps at your nipple, his laugh vibrating all over it when you visibly shiver. "How is this suppose t- fuck." Your words as airy as your head feels, "you're too good at that."
"Leftie is feeling left out," he smiles up at you, kissing his way over to your other breast, "be much easier if you got on the floor for me."
"Yeah, but I do love to stare down at you."
#jason todd request#jason todd#jason todd x reader#reader x jason todd#x reader#jason todd fanfic#reader x red hood#red hood x reader#red hood fanfic#gym buddies
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