New Fanfic :)
SMUT WARNING THIS IS 99% SMUT
Seol peeked her head into the door.
Surely this was it.
The gym was large. A boxing ring stood proud in the middle of the space, but otherwise, it looked pretty empty. She could see dust in the rays of sunlight shining through the windows.
Is he still in here?
She heard something distantly. Someone grunting and something being hit. She tentatively walked in, letting the door close behind her. She walked by rows of dumbbells, pull-up bars, and various machines.
As she edged around the square fighting arena, the sounds got closer. The grunting and the punching, definitely punching. She furrowed her brow.
Is he the only one here?
She poked her head around to take a look at whoever was there, hoping it was-yep, there he is. Lin Lie was the only one in here, and he was in the corner, going to town on a punching bag.
He had asked her to meet him here cause he was so excited he made the team.
Like there was a chance he wouldn’t.
The guy with magic dragon chi in his fists was able to get through tryouts? Unbelievable. But he was excited, and she was never gonna downplay his accomplishments, so she was happy to be supportive.
She found herself watching him, feet unwilling to move as she drank in the sight of him. He was shirtless, wearing tiny shorts, he had gloves and a bandana on, but that was it. A light hung over him, making it plain just how sweaty he was. His body shone in the light, and his shorts were clinging to him.
She swallowed hard as her head swam with filthy thoughts. He moved back and forth as he punched and kicked the sack of cloth. She licked her lips when she thought she was something swinging in his shorts.
Was he not wearing underwear?
Heat rushed to her face and pooled heavily in her gut as she watched his pecs bounce with his movement. Her eyes flickered down and watched his cock do the same, moving freely under the red fabric of his shorts.
She checked behind her, and the gym was still empty, thankfully. She didn’t want him to have any spectators. Except for her, of course.
She crossed her legs and stared longingly at his arms. Seeing them flex and move as he grunted and sighed with each punch was making her head foggy. She bit her lip as she watched a droplet of sweat run down his chest, over his abs and then fall to the floor.
That led to her staring at his legs, thick calves supported him as he made quick little jumps back and forth. Her eyes went wide as he kicked the bag, sending it swinging backwards but always making his shorts ride up on his thighs.
His thighs were delicious. Muscled and firm, thick and solid and- God, what is wrong with me? Her hands had found their way close to her shorts. Wanting nothing more than to dip inside to treat the growing heat there.
Her breath was shallow as she watched him grab the bag to steady it before beginning to wail on it again. She watched a droplet of sweat fall from his nose. His bandana was soaked in it. His hair, too, was damp from the proof of his exertion.
Movement made her gaze fall. His tits were bouncing again. She bit her cheek as she pressed her legs tighter together. She was not gonna be able to control herself with him dressed like that. His pecs, sweaty and perfect things, jiggled up and down as he kept at it.
She leaned her head against the ring and sighed softly.
I am so screwed.
She crossed her arms, not trusting her hands not to slip into her shorts. She couldn’t rationalize touching herself to her boyfriend here, not yet, at least. She let out a gasp when he stopped for a moment, taking a moment to stretch.
With his arms over his head, she practically drooled at his figure. Broad shoulders, big tits, perfect abs, a surprisingly slim waist and big legs. How does he do it? His shorts were clinging to his thighs now, sweat making them skin tight.
She got a great view of his cock pressing against his shorts as he stretched his legs. The heat between her legs blazed hotter than ever, begging to be tended to as she found her feet moving. Towards him.
He saw her and smiled widely. He walked towards her, opening his arms, leaving the punching bag swinging on its own.
“You made it!”
Her face burned as her eyes zoomed from his outstretched arms, his pretty face, and his chest. All of him was slick with sweat, and normally, she would not want to hug him. But she smiled and swallowed as she accepted his hug.
She couldn’t find the words just yet as he wrapped his arms around her waist. She inhaled his scent, musky and strong. She could feel the sweat on him getting on her, and she just didn’t care. She wrapped her arms around his strong shoulders and tried to ignore the desire flooding her.
He was so warm, his skin was blazing hot. God, I’m not gonna be able to behave in these conditions.
They pulled away, and she tried not to let her eyes wander down again. She gave him a small smile, “So I take it that you made the team, right?”
He stretched his arms, “Sure did. Super easy. I knocked my opponent out cold.” He gave her a cocky smile and flexed his arms. Her mouth hung open for a second before she responded.
She raised a brow, “You knocked out your opponent? The civilian you were fighting?”
He frowned, “Uhhh yeah… well, I wanted to get on the team.”
She wanted to taunt him, get him riled up.
“The immortal Iron Fist beat a regular college kid. Am I supposed to be…impressed?”
His face scrunched up in confusion, “I uh-yeah I thought so-I mean that doesn’t make me any less strong, right? I’m still training really hard so-”
She scoffed, “You’re not that strong, Lin…I bet even I could beat you in a fight.”
Surely he’ll take that bait. I need you to destroy Lin, c’mon you big sexy idio-
He rolled his eyes.
What a diva.
“Yeah, right, Seol. I can beat you. You wouldn’t even last 3 rounds with me.”
The smirk he gave her had her second-guessing the kinds of rounds he meant. I could take you all night, all day, sweetheart.
She giggled, “I could do 5 rounds no problem, assuming you could keep up with me, hotshot.”
He gave a slight shake of his head, sweat droplets falling from his hair.
“Well, let's get in the ring then.”
“No, let's do it right here.”
He grinned, “If you insist. Let's do this.”
He assumed a fighting stance, very similar to what he had held against the punching bag. She would probably be a worse opponent, really. She assumed her own stance. Mistakenly, her gaze fell to his crotch again, and when she looked back at his face, he had a brow raised.
Her cheeks heated up as she swallowed a lump in her throat, “You ready?”
Her voice shook, and his grin was cocky.
“Absolutely.”
She took a deep breath before throwing a punch at him. He easily sidestepped and hooked his arm underneath hers, pulling her towards him. Her back slammed into his stomach, and his other arm quickly put her in a headlock.
She yelped in shock as she struggled against his hold. He didn’t budge, his thick arm tight around her neck. She gasped for air as she felt her airway getting blocked. She tried to pull his arm away with her free hand but she couldn’t manage.
She could feel his breath against her ear, and before long she felt his lips against her skin. He kissed just behind her ear, an arm unwrapping from her own and tightening around her waist. She whimpered as he pressed her against his crotch, their hips now flush.
Her hands weakly clawed at his arm as she started to feel lightheaded. She took a gasp of air as his lips started kissing the corner of her jaw. The scent of his sweat filled her nostrils and flooded her senses.
All she could think about was him, all she could feel was him, and all she wanted was him. He pulled back slightly, his teeth lightly nipping her earlobe, earning a strangled groan from her. His arm unlocked from her neck and grabbed her jaw, forcing her to look to the left and look at him.
She could feel his erection against her butt, and it had her pressing hard back into him. Her arms now lay limp at her side, being submissive for him. She looked at him, his brown eyes dark and full of want. Her mouth hung open as he leaned closer, his eyes flickering down to her lips.
“You still think you can handle me for five rounds?”
“I-”
He pulled her into a kiss, his tongue quickly pushing into her mouth. She whimpered but kissed him back, desire coursing through her. His lips were so soft, the sweat on him not bothering her in the slightest.
His arm around her waist pulled back, and his hand slid down her stomach towards the heat between her legs. She moaned into his mouth as her tongue meekly fought against his, giving him free rein to push in.
He pulled away suddenly, leaving her panting. Spit and sweat coated her chin as his hand got closer and closer to her crotch.
“You couldn’t fight back even if you wanted to.”
I don't want to.
He chuckled darkly, his breath tickling her ear as his hand cupped her sex over her shorts. Her eyes rolled back into her head as his firm hand put pressure on her aching core. Her knees buckled, but he kept her up.
Her head was spinning, “Ye-yes I could! You couldn’t beat me in a straight fight…ohh.”
Her words turned into a pathetic moan as his hand rubbed her over her shorts.
“You’re asking for trouble, sweetheart.”
His hand squeezed her jaw tighter. She hoped it would bruise. His other hand pressed hard against her sensitive heat, making her throw her head back onto his shoulder.
She clenched her teeth, she bit out, “You don’t have the guts.”
His hand slid down and squeezed one of her breasts. His mouth quickly moved to mark up her exposed neck, sucking and biting the sensitive skin. His hand pulled off her crotch and quickly slid down the front of her shorts.
She moaned loudly, the sound echoing in the large empty room. But she didn’t care. His bare hand on her pussy felt so good. His fingers were deft and strong, confidently moving under her underwear and spreading her folds open.
He pulled back, his mouth against her ear again, “You’re soaked, Seol.”
His voice was low, taunting, and it drove her crazy. She pushed her ass against his cock in response. She could feel it so clearly through his shorts, thick and throbbing against her. The heat from his body was overwhelming.
His sweat was soaking her clothes, and the heat from him was making her own blaze even hotter. His hand pulled away and then yanked her shorts and underwear down, exposing her core to the cool air of the gym.
Tears pricked in the corner of her eyes, “Oh my…goood…”
Her voice was breathy and desperate, and his hand quickly returned to her pussy. He slowly pushed a finger inside her, her walls clenching tight around his digit.
“You like that?”
His mouth peppered kisses along her jaw as she groaned in reply. He kissed her just below her ear as he squeezed her tit a little harder.
“Use your words, baby.”
Her head spun as she tried to think of anything that wasn’t him. His hands on her body felt so good, so addicting. All she could focus on was them continuing to touch her. She whimpered as his finger pushed all the way inside her.
He scoffed and pulled his hands away. She whined as he gripped her shoulders.
“Let's use your mouth for something else then.”
He shoved her down to her knees. She stared up at him as he moved in front of her. Her eyes quickly moved to the tent in his shorts in her face. She licked her lips and slid her hands up his legs.
She hooked her hands under his waistband and slowly began pulling his shorts down. A hand tangled in her hair and yanked on it, forcing her to look up at him. He frowned at her, anger clear on his features.
“I don’t have time for your games. Get to work.”
He let go of her hair, letting her head fall. She leaned it against his thigh for a moment before she pulled his shorts down to his ankles. Her scalp burned from his aggressive grip. His cock sprang free. It was long, thick, and fucking perfect. Saliva pooled in her mouth as she wrapped a hand around his base and left it there.
She swallowed, and she looked up at him, her eyes defiant and stubborn.
“Get to work on what? I don’t see anything.”
Where did that come from?
She didn’t know, he was angry, and it turned her on. The thought of him angrily fucking her into submission sounded like heaven. She wanted to be difficult to make him take his anger out on her.
He huffed, gritting his teeth, “Unbelievable.”
His hand held onto the back of her hand and pulled her forward, shoving his cock into her mouth without waiting for her at all. Her thighs were slick with her juices as he hit the back of her throat. She weakly pressed against his muscled thighs as his cock stretched out her throat.
This was heaven.
His scent overwhelmed her brain, musky and addictive. The taste of his sweaty, salty skin filled her mouth. She whimpered against his cock once her mouth was wrapped around the base, the rest of him deep in her throat and filling her mouth.
She pressed her thighs against each other as her own desire only grew. She looked up at him angrily as his cock got comfortable in her airway.
“Fuck, it always gets me…”
He completely ignored the look she was giving him. He was totally focused on how good her mouth felt around his meat. He let out a dreamy sigh, “...somehow I always forget just how tight this thing is.”
He pulled her back just to slam her back down. She suppressed a gag and let him do it. Not that she could, or would want to, resist. He held her down on him, her throat burning from his intrusion. She could feel every inch of him that was stuffed down.
He pulled her off, leaving the tip right in front of her lips. He gently patted her head as she gasped for air. He stroked her hair like she was his pet.
“How’d you like that, sweetheart?”
She licked her lips, her eyes focused on the spit-covered cock in front of her.
“I could barely feel anything.”
She glared up at him. He gritted his teeth, and he gripped her hair hard again. She whimpered but didn't resist. She stared up at him as he forced her back to the base of his cock.
God, he was so easy to rile up.
His tits jiggled as he thrusted down her throat. Why was he so fucking hot? Her hands squeezed his thighs as he pushed into her mouth.
She couldn't stop herself from sliding her hands back to cup the swell of his ass. He chuckled as her nose pressed into the smooth skin of his crotch.
“You take it like you were made for it.”
Her face grew hot as his cock twitched in her mouth. She squeezed his butt as he began fucking her face. Holding her in place by her hair and ramming his cock in and out of her throat.
His balls smacked against her chin with each thrust, and each thrust made her eyes water. Before long, tears were streaming down her face as he continued to use her mouth. Her throat burned as it got stretched over and over.
How long was he going to last?
She kept her eyes trained on him as his pace got more erratic.
“You’re so…perfect…!”
His voice was a little dreamy. So focused on his own fast-approaching orgasm and the pleasure of her throat. She was getting lightheaded from the lack of air as his rapid thrusts gave her no time to breathe.
She kept her grip firmly on his plump backside, feeling it flex and clench with his movement. As much as she wanted it to stop, to let her breathe and to stop the pain in her throat, she was more than happy to let him keep going. Watching more sweat trickle down his pecs and abs was more than worth it.
Not to mention the sounds, his gasps and groans just drove her crazy. Coupled with the wet noises from her throat and the lewd noise of his balls smacking her chin, it made her insanely turned on.
“I-I’m gonna-oh my god-!”
She pressed her tongue against the underside of his swollen cock, eager to taste him. It didn’t take much longer for him to cum. He came with his cock buried deep in her throat. The first few ropes of his cum went straight down her throat. He quickly moved back, his dick spasming as he pulled his cock back so it rested on her tongue.
She inhaled deeply through her nose as his seed splashed onto her tongue and filled her mouth. He gently petted her hair as he came down from his orgasm. His chest rose and fell with his deep breaths.
She kept her lips wrapped tight around his shaft, sucking to coerce more droplets into her mouth. He smiled at her, “That’s it, that’s a good girl.”
She pulled off him, his cock still not starting to soften. He pulled her up and kissed her aggressively. His arms wrapped tight around her waist as his tongue pressed into her mouth. She moaned against his lips as he yanked down her shorts. She was panting when he pulled away, and he quickly pulled her shirt up and off her.
She shuddered as her bare skin was exposed to the cool air. He tossed her shirt aside and pulled her back into a kiss. A hand cupped her breast over her bra while the other wrapped tight around her waist. Her own hands found his shoulders, which felt sturdy, broad, and hot. She was trying to ground herself as the ache between her legs was getting harder to ignore.
He trailed kisses down her jaw and eventually started kissing and biting at her neck. She bit her cheek to keep quiet as he latched onto her neck, sucking her sensitive skin. She tangled a hand into the back of his hair, encouraging him to keep going.
She gasped when his teeth nipped at her skin. He quickly soothed the sharp pain with his tongue. He continued to give her hickeys as his hand snaked up her back and unclapsed her bra. It fell to the floor as his mouth moved down to her now exposed breasts.
He was quick to latch onto a teat, sucking and swirling his tongue around her nipple. She moaned loudly, her grip tightened on his hair as the heat in her blazed. A hand squeezed her other breast aggressively, kneading it under his large palm.
She whimpered as he swapped, taking the other in his mouth and groping the one covered in his spit. He pulled up after a moment, leaning his forehead on hers. They locked eyes as they caught their breath.
He kissed along her jaw again, trailing kisses up towards her ear. He lightly nipped her earlobe before pressing a kiss below it. His hand slid down her stomach and slipped into her underwear.
She gasped as he spread her lips with his fingers. He chuckled into her ear as he lazily pressed down on her clit. The pressure was intense, making stars dance behind her shut eyes. She bit her lip to keep quiet.
She could feel his breath on her ear, “You're soaked for me.”
She shuddered as he pushed a finger inside her heat. She needed more, more stimulation, more of him, more of everything.
“...please…”
He laughed and shoved another finger inside her, pushing himself knuckle deep. Her legs quivered, and her knees went weak as he lazily pumped his fingers in and out of her.
“You sound pathetic, sweetheart…you know that, right?”
She found herself nodding, because he was right. Her voice was small and desperate, and she was leaning against him while he fucked her with his fingers. Her hands dug into his shoulders to keep herself from losing her footing.
He curled his fingers inside her, “You’re so desperate for me, aren’t you?”
She hid her face into his chest, nodding meekly into his sweaty pecs. He quickened the pace of his fingers, earning sharp gasps and whimpers from her. The warmth in her gut radiated to her fingertips. It was hottest at her core, and she could feel herself getting close from just his fingers.
She kept her eyes closed as she shook from the pleasure of his thick, calloused digits. She could feel her own juices dripping into his fingers and down her thighs. Her underwear was soaked, and she wished he would tear it off her.
A hand forced her head up. Her eyes shot open as his hand held her chin firm. He licked his lips, his eyes were dark, and his appetite was clear in the way he looked at her. Her face burned as she realized how exposed she was. He wasn’t letting her hide her flushed cheeks, her blown-wide eyes, or her heavy breathing.
A smug smile spread on his lips, “Aren’t you?”
His voice was teasing, taunting even. Seol gasped, biting her lip as his knuckles pressed against her folds. Seol nodded again. She could feel herself reaching the edge. She was so close.
He just shook his head, “Use your words, pretty girl.”
His scolding was gentle but still made her heart drop. She whimpered as he pulled his fingers out of her. She could feel her peak getting further away as her walls squeezed around nothing, desperate for him to fill her again.
She took a deep breath, trying to regain some composure before she opened her mouth.
“Yes… sir, I need you so badly, please…”
She doesn’t know what compelled her to use that word specifically. But Lin froze, and his eyes went wide when she said it. He snapped into action quickly, one hand wrapping around her throat and the other yanking her underwear down to her knees. His mouth claimed hers, possessively kissing her. His lips swallowed her startled yelp.
His grip on her neck was firm but not too tight. She could breathe just enough to make her feel lightheaded. He pushed his tongue into her mouth as he further yanked her underwear down, causing it to fall to her ankles. She stepped out of her underwear, leaving her completely naked.
He scooped her up with one arm, and she quickly wrapped her legs around his midsection. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders as he walked with her. They only separated once he set her down on a table. She caught her breath as he trailed his hands down her sides.
Her legs dangled over the edge of the table, and there was more space between them than she wanted. Lin’s eyes were dark, and his lust was clear. Though his cock standing tall was an even clearer sign. He leaned in and pressed gentle kisses along her jaw. She reached a hand down and squeezed his cock.
He sighed into her neck as he gripped her hips possessively. He kissed just below her ear before whispering, “You drive me crazy.” One hand came up to palm one of her breasts, making her gasp.
Her eyes rolled back as he returned to kissing her and rolled her nipple between his thumb. She lazily stroked him, feeling his size and wishing he were inside her. She shuddered at the thought of it, having him bottom out inside her. Stretching her wide and hitting impossibly deep, she whimpered as she imagined it.
“Please…Sir-please…”
Her voice was desperate and weak. She found herself trying to angle his cock towards her aching entrance.
He chuckled, a deep noise that made his body shake. He gave her one more quick kiss, “You can’t wait for it, huh?” His hands found her thighs and trailed up to her knees. He grabbed underneath them to pull her legs up. Her eyes went wide as he held her open, her hands scrambled and found his shoulders to hold onto.
She swallowed hard as she could feel the swollen head of his cock pressing against her entrance. He smirked, “You’ll be screaming my name soon enough.”
I don’t doubt that.
He swallowed her gasp as he pushed in with another kiss, leaving no room to argue as he slowly pushed inside her.
She dug her fingers into his firm shoulders as he stretched her with inch after inch. He broke their kiss, keeping his forehead against hers. They stared into each other's eyes as they both gasped as he pushed deeper. He grit his teeth, “So-fucking tight!”
Her walls clenched around his shaft, and she bit her teeth to stop herself from moaning. Tears pricked in the corner of her eyes as the pleasure became overwhelming. She could feel herself nearing an orgasm again, just from his cock being inside.
Once he bottomed out, she felt herself spasm around him. She shut her eyes as she felt her face flush. He gave her a tiny little thrust, and she felt the pleasure in her crescendo. Waves of pleasure crashed over her as she came on his cock. A loud moan echoed throughout the empty room. Her only audience gave her that smug smirk that drove her crazy.
“I barely moved, sweetheart.”
Her face burned as she shot him her meanest glare, “And-I barely feel-anything-!”
She tucked her face into his chest to hide from his taunting eyes. She could only hope she ragebaited him into railing her until she couldn’t think. His hips snapped back just barely and slammed back against hers. She moaned as he hit just the right spot to make her head spin.
“It's funny.” She can practically hear his grin. “'Cause I just felt something.”
She whimpered as he pulled back, and she moaned when he slammed back in. She kept her face against his sweaty pecs to try to hide her flushed face. His body was blazingly hot, and sweat dripped onto her and left her face slick.
Seol bit her lip as his grip on her legs got harsher. She wrapped her arms around his neck. She muttered against his chest, “shut-u-up…”
“Oh?”
He pushed her knees up, so her legs were pointing up at a much more uncomfortable angle. She whimpered as he pulled out of her, leaving just the tip inside. “Just admit it, sweetheart,” he taunted her, “You came on my cock.”
Her cheeks burned as she kept her forehead against his skin, unwilling to look up at him. He slowly inched back inside her. She could feel him stretching her open in a way that made her toes curl. She found herself nodding, quietly mumbling in agreement.
He wasn’t happy with that, “Speak up, Seol, I can’t hear you.”
She bit her lip but acquiesced, “Y-yes.”
He started pulling back again, and her eyes went wide in panic. What did I do wrong? She could feel his breath on her ear. She felt it sync with the rising and falling of his chest. “Look at me when you say it.”
She pulled away from the heat of his chest to look up at him. He looked ready to devour her. Sweat was still dripping down his face, and his brown eyes watched her hungrily. She took a breath to gather herself. She looked into his eyes while she said, “Yes, I came on your cock.”
He smiled, but raised his eyebrows to show she wasn’t quite done. She knew what he wanted to hear. Why did I have to say that earlier?
She was so tempted to break eye contact, but she remained firm as she debased herself further. “Yes, sir-” She moaned loudly as he slammed back inside her, knocking the air out of her lungs and leaving her speechless. Her mouth hung open as he finally started to fuck her.
His tip hit just the right spot, making her see stars and arch her back. She heard herself moaning as he picked up the pace, slamming in and out of her ruthlessly. He grunted in her ear, “That’s a good fucking girl.”
That alone would have her close to cumming again, but with how good his cock felt, she was a goner. She was begging for more, babbling about how good it felt into the warmth of his neck. She could feel her stomach tighten as the heat there grew overwhelming. She could feel her peak fast approaching.
“Oh, Lin!” She gripped his shoulders tight, “I-I’m gonna cu-” I harsh and deep thrust left her whimpering into his collar. She felt her legs quiver as the tension in her got tighter and tighter. She was so close.
“Cum for me, sweetheart.” He pressed a surprisingly gentle kiss to her temple. She squeezed her eyes shut as she felt the tension snap, the warmth erupt, and her walls tighten like a vice around his thick cock.
He paused as she caught her breath, only gently rocking back and forth inside her. She felt a tear slide down her cheek as she came down from her high. “Thank-thank you sir…thank you sir tha…” Her head was foggy and unfocused, and her legs felt like jello.
“I didn’t know you were such a slut for me, baby.” He gently nipped at the soft flesh of her earlobe. “Is it the uniform?” His tone was soft, but she could tell he wouldn’t hesitate to go back to being rough.
What uniform? He’s barely wearing anything.
She pressed her nose against his sweaty skin and inhaled deeply. He was just intoxicating. She just felt so safe with him. Despite his manhandling and roughness, she trusted him with everything. But she was happy to just agree with him.
“Yes…sir. You look…” She sighed dreamily, “So good.”
He pressed himself impossibly closer, his still rock-hard cock was balls deep inside her. “That’s how I feel when I see you every time, you know? You drive me insane, no matter what you’re wearing.” He let out a strained groan as she felt herself squeeze his dick.
She leaned closer, pressing her mouth to his ear, whispering, “And you feel incredible, sir.”
He leaned back to stare at her. His chest was heaving as if he wanted to destroy her. He licked his lips, “I’m gonna ruin you, sweetheart.”
Oh please do.
He moved lightning fast, dropping her legs, pulling out and flipping her around. Seol was now bent over the table, with her feet on the ground and arms braced beneath her. She looked back at him. He was focused on his cock, lining it up with her entrance.
Her eyes unfocused as he pushed himself back inside her, the new angle allowing him to reach further in. She clenched her fists as a hand gripped her waist while her back arched. His other hand found her neck, squeezing it tight and forcing her to look forward.
He leaned over her, so she could feel the heat radiating off his body. His hips were flush against her ass, and she could feel every inch of him filling her. She could feel his breath against her shoulder.
“I’m gonna fuck you like I own you, sweetheart.” He pressed a kiss into her shoulder. “And you…are gonna love every second of it, aren’t you?”
God yes, I am.
Seol nodded eagerly. Her fingers were digging into her palms as she silently begged for him to start moving. His hand tightened its grip slightly on her throat. Her eyes rolled back into her head as she allowed herself to stop thinking. She didn’t need to. He was in charge of her now, and he would take care of her. She knew he would.
His hips moved back before slamming back in. He groaned, “That’s a good girl.” Her whole body shook from the impact of his thrust. His fingers dug into her hip possessively as she gasped from another powerful thrust. The pace he set was brutal, fast and powerful. She knew his body looked divine, muscles flexing and moving like a well-oiled machine.
Sweat dripped onto her back as he remained leaning over her. Breathing her air like he owned it, filling her space like he belonged there, and holding her tight like he would never let her go.
Her gasps were in sync with his thrusts. Her breaths were shallow, his grip on her neck only allowing so much airflow. It was just enough to leave her feeling lightheaded. It made everything else feel more intense.
The hand on her hip slid down to clumsily press down on her clit. She let out a moan as he rubbed it. She felt herself go limp as she came on his cock for the third time.
That earned a groan out of him as she got fucked through her orgasm. He didn’t slow down at all, and his hand didn’t leave her sensitive clit alone.
“So tight!”
His hold on her got tighter. She felt his breath against the nape of her neck.
“I want-”
His hips were snapping roughly against her ass.
“-you at every-”
The lewd sounds of their skin smacking together echoed throughout the empty gym.
“-match I fight!”
He squeezed her neck tight.
“I want to take you like this-”
He was plowing into her like he was trying to mould her to the shape of his cock.
“-like you belong to-”
Her mouth was hanging open. She could barely comprehend his words. Too cock drunk out fucked out to really be present.
“-ME!”
His hips slammed against her, burying his cock deep inside her. She moaned as she felt him twitch, and she came when he did with his name on her lips. She felt the heat of his release fill her. His hold on her remained unflinching, even though he pretty much collapsed on top of her.
His hand kept stimulating her clit as they both came down from their orgasms. He let go of her throat and left her clit to wrap both arms around her stomach. Tucking his chin over her shoulder, he hugged her as he grew soft inside her.
He gave her a gentle kiss on her cheek as they caught their breath together. She wrapped a hand around the back of his neck and nuzzled into him. She wasn’t sure if it was from his climax, but she felt so warm. A comforting warmth that she found she only had when she was with him.
“You ok, Seol?”
Fucking perfect.
“Never better.” She arched her back into him, their closeness somehow not close enough.
He kissed her jaw, mumbling, “We should probably get cleaned up. Someone could walk in any second.”
“They haven’t walked in yet, so… let's push our luck.” She ran her hand up the back of his neck into his hair.
“Mmmm…” He ran his hands up her stomach, “You’re dangerous, sweetheart.”
“You love it, though, don’t you?” She turned to look at him. He had a soft smile on his face and was looking at her as if she were everything.
“I love you, that’s for sure.” He closed the gap and kissed her on the lips. The pace was slow, patient. It was clear he was just trying to convey how much he cared about her. She moved her free hand to grab one of his.
He tried to hold her hand, but she moved it on top of one of her breasts. He gave it a gentle squeeze, which caused her to groan into his mouth. That caused him to pull away.
“You really are dangerous.” He didn’t stop groping her chest, though, “I think we should head back to your apartment. We’ll have a lot more fun.”
She pouted, “Fiiiine. You’re no fun at all.”
They finally properly disconnected. Lin’s warmth still lingered on her skin. She stayed put for a moment as she heard him getting dressed. She felt his load trickle down her thigh as she turned around.
He was bent over picking up his clothes off the floor, his firm rear pointed right at her. Her fingers lazily pressed down on her sensitive lips.
Oh, we’re gonna have fun at my apartment, all right.
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