#ab workouts for lower stomach

[chillguy180]

Haven’t posted a body video in a while.

[theonlybritishbombshell]

New lower stomach video out now!! https://youtu.be/dEdwMwnr6Ko

[freeonlineworkouts]

How to Get a Flat Lower Stomach?

[runa-falls]

what a mess~

pairing: miguel o'hara x reader cw: smut, established relationship, superhuman stamina, overstimulation, cum EVERYWHERE, 'use a condom, it's too messy X(', 'bitch stfu i'll show you messy'..., so many sheets, reader is a pushover (bc I WOULD BE TOO) wc: 1k + a/n: i um... just take this and I'll go to a corner of a room and think ab what I've done.

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Having a superhero boyfriend is great – he gets you discounts at your favorite restaurant, he easily carries you home after a long night out at the bar, he saves you from getting kidnapped by his arch-nemesis for the fourth time this month (though isn’t that his fault in the first place?....) – but there are aspects of the relationship that you didn’t consider before. 

Apparently, with great power comes great… stamina. 

To put it plainly, Miguel’s (sex) drive is unheard of. You better clear out your schedule for the whole day because he can go for hours. And most nights, you can barely sit up after he fucks you.

You like that – or you did when you could afford to be sore every other day. You like how enthusiastic he is – how much he wants you. It makes you feel desired and beautiful. But it’s not just the intense workout you risk every time you steal a kiss that turns into more – it’s the number of times he can…finish. 

Every time you think he’s finished, he’s still hard and thrusting into you, overstimulating you until black stars start to fill your vision. 

It’s a mess in the end. 

You lay on top of him, filled to the brim, dripping all over his lower stomach and onto the sheets under you, breathing so hard you’re sure you’d rupture a lung. You feel like you’re barely conscious on the bed as your heart beats harshly against your chest from how hard you came. Hair sticks graciously against your forehead as your eyes struggle to stay open to see Miguel, who gently pulls out and watches his mess spill out of you. 

He whispers sweetly of how well you took him, how pretty you look all fucked out, how much he loves that he can turn you into a blabbering – mindless whore. Being the possessive man he is, he attempts to shove it back in, using two of his thick fingers to gather and push his essence back into you, hoping that, against all odds, it’ll take, despite the fact you take your birth control religiously. 

Of course, when he sees how your thighs shake and squeeze around his hand from the overstimulation of him fucking his fingers into you after you just came, he immediately gets hard again. 

He gazes down at you with apologetic red eyes as he bites his lip under a sharp fang, “I can’t help it when I see how wrecked your pussy is for me…”

It’s nice – it’s hot – but you end up having to change the sheets 5 times a week. He’s insatiable… well ok, you’re just as thirsty as your boyfriend, but the amount of maintenance you need for each session is ridiculous. You basically gave up washing your sheets after every fuck, and instead ordered several identical sets of bedding to make the process easier. 

Many sheets have been destroyed beyond recognition. Okay, maybe you’re being a bit overdramatic, but the amount of cum-stained sheets in your linen closet is insane. How are you supposed to hide this if you were to have guests over?!

After staring at the layers of folded-up and stained sheets that you’ve accumulated over the past few months, you decided you were going to do something about it. 

You can still have fun without the mess.

…right?

—

Miguel has you on your back at the end of the bed with your legs resting on the crook of his arms. You have on a cute little nightgown – white to symbolize purity (though what you were about to do was far from pure) – with nothing underneath. It was one you bought just to get a reaction out of him – and now you got it. 

He holds you open for him, regarding you like he would a special gift – though there’s nothing to really celebrate (unless you count his raging erection). He breathes harshly against your neck as he paints your skin with kisses and nips. You’re nearly folded in half with how closely he’s pushed against you, but you can barely recognize the mere tinge of soreness in your legs with how fluidly pleasure seems to travel from his lips down to the apex of your thighs. 

Miguel O’Hara, the strong, independent Spider-Man, is truly a mess in front of you. His once neatly ironed tie now hangs loosely around his neck, his crisp white shirt unbuttoned halfway down, and his hair a tangle of unruly curls. His fingers, now caressing your body, are already dripping in your slick from when he forced a couple of orgasms out of you right when he got home. 

You find a sense of satisfaction in the disheveled state of his appearance, relishing how his once meticulously groomed demeanor has been disrupted – how his eyes transition from their usual chocolatey brown to a striking blood red, how his lips swell sweetly with lust. 

Miguel groans deeply as he grinds his clothed hardness against your wet center, “Mm…I want you so bad.” He unbuttons and unzips his pants, sighing as he releases himself from the tight fabric. No underwear? 

“Wait, Mig." he pauses his movements, waiting patiently – prepared to do whatever you want. “Get a condom.” …Except maybe…that. 

“Condom?” He could barely hold back his sneer, but you could faintly hear the growl vibrate from his chest. 

“Mhm, we’ve been too messy lately. We can’t just keep buying new sheets every week!”

“...We could…”

“Miguel!”

“I don’t see what the problem is… this is just how it is.”

“But it’s too messy.”

“I thought my baby likes to be filled up…”

“...I-I mean, I do sometimes, but –”

“Don’t you like it when I get you all messy?” He leans in close, distracting you from denying him. “Have you dripping with me for days?” He presses closer, and you can feel his hard cock slip against your wetness, dragging against your sensitive clit. 

“Miguel.” You whine.

It’s so hard to deny this man.

“How about we just try to be more careful, hm?” He presses against you gently, nearly entering you, but not quite. It feels so good, the tip of him barely stretching past your entrance. 

“Okay…j-just this once though…” You surrender with a whisper.

[fitnessmantram]

Abs Workout || Abdominal workout || Abdominal workout |...

Give this one a shot if you're looking for a home ab workout but aren't sure where to start. Daily ab workout for men and women, six-pack abs workout at home. morning abs, a beginner's morning ab workout, and daily ab exercises. Whether daily ab workouts are good or bad Can I get abs if I exercise my abs every day? Workout your abs for a six-pack. How frequently would it be a good idea for you exercise your abs to get a six-pack. What daily ab exercises should I do?

[4theitgirls]

standing workout routines

under 30 minutes

10 minute standing side ab workout by mizi

10 minute standing abs by madfit

10 minute standing slim legs by mizi

10 minute standing abs by squatcouple

10 minute standing booty workout by mizi

10 minute standing abs by mizi

15 minute small waist by mizi

15 minute slim legs by mizi

15 minute standing abs & arms by madfit

15 minute arm workout by mizi

15 minute burn thigh fat workout by mizi

15 minute standing abs by mizi

15 minute standing abs by mizi

15 minute cardio hiit by nobadaddiction

15 minute 90 degree shoulder routine by mizi

20 minute standing weight loss by mizi

20 minute standing arm & back workout by mizi

20 minute full body strength & cardio by madfit

20 minute full body workout by mizi

20 minute standing hiit by mizi

20 minute full body dumbbell workout by mizi

20 minute toned upper body by mizi

20 minute standing booty workout by mizi

20 minute full body hiit by madfit

20 minute cardio hiit by nobadaddiction

20 minute standing hiit by madfit

20 minute full body dumbbells by mizi

20 minute bra bulge & back fat workout by mizi

21 minute kickboxing workout by squatcouple

24 minute full body workout by squatcouple

25 minute standing cardio hiit by olivia lawson

25 minute standing arms & abs by squatcouple

28 minute standing cardio for beginners by bigsis

28 minute cardio by squatcouple

30 minute standing hiit by eleni fit

30 minute pilates hiit by nobadaddiction

30 minute standing hiit w light weights by eleni fit

30 minute slim legs by mizi

30 minute standing arms & abs by olivia lawson

30 minute full body fat loss by mizi

30 minute cardio hiit by nobadaddiction

30 minute standing pilates strength by olivia lawson

30 minute fat loss by mizi

30 minute standing pilates by olivia lawson

30 minute full body workout by mizi

30 minute belly & thigh fat workout by mizi

30 minute standing pilates hiit by eleni fit

30 minute full body hiit w/ weights by eleni fit

30 minute standing cardio hiit by mizi

30 minute full body fat loss by mizi

30 minute standing dumbbell workout by olivia lawson

30 minute standing dumbbell cardio by olivia lawson

30 minute lose lower belly fat by mizi

30 minute full upper body by olivia lawson

30 minute slim upper body workout by mizi

30 minute dumbbell workout by mizi

35+ minute workouts

35 minute standing abs & hiit by squatcouple

35 minute cardio & abs by squatcouple

40 minute full body dumbbell workout by mizi

40 minute hourglass dumbbell workout by olivia lawson

40 minute flat stomach workout by mizi

40 minute full body fat loss by mizi

40 minute weight loss workout by mizi

40 minute small waist workout by mizi

45 minute abs & legs hiit by squatcouple

50 minute full body fat burn by mizi

50 minute standing full body workout by mizi

1 hour standing fat loss & abs by mizi

1 hour full body workout by olivia lawson

standing stretch routines

8 minute daily stretch by mizi

8 minute warm up by mizi

9 minute good morning warm up by mizi

10 minute daily stretch by mizi

10 minute warm up by mizi

[rafeandonlyrafe]

yoga

words: 1.2k

warnings: sexual assault!! (not from rafe), established relationship, brief violence but its nothing more serious than a shove, rafe is a bit grumpy at first but hes a softie for his girl

“can't believe you're dragging me to this dumb shit.” rafe grumbles, both yoga mats tucked under his arm.

“oh come on, it's an intermediate class! it'll probably be challenging.” you enter into the room, spotting a good place for your mats near the back of the room as you navigate through the people who arrived even earlier than you.

“besides.” you hum. “it's good to stretch those big muscles of yours.” you poke rafes bicep with a sly smile on your face, getting on your tiptoes to press a kiss to his lips.

rafe grumbles something under his breath, but the frown is gone from his lips as he lays out your mat and then his.

you both sit, arranging your other workout supplies, only one large water bottle shared between the two of you, rafe insists there's no need to bring two, liking when you're at the gym and have to come over to him to take a drink.

“people take their shoes off?” rafes face scrunches up as he looks around the room.

you can't help but giggle. “you don't have to if you don't want to, baby.”

“yeah, im definitely not.” rafe resists the urge to leave, call it quits on this class. he looks at you, reminding himself who he's doing this shit for.

“ive never taken this guy's class before, you know i always go to ashleys on tuesdays and thursdays.” you keep your voice lowered as the instructor walks into the room, greeting a few people before heading to the speakers to get the music for the class setup.

“yeah, i like ashley better than this guy.” rafe is extra thankful he agreed when you dragged him away from his weights. something about this guy already irks rafe.

you roll your eyes at rafe, chuckling softly.

“alright, hello everyone.” the instructor says, stepping to his mat at the front of the class. “i see some new faces so let me introduce myself. im christopher and this is intermediate yoga. if at any point a pose is too difficult for you, feel free to modify or drop into child's pose…”

he continues with his normal speal that you tune out, favoring to watch rafe in the reflection of the mirror, admiring your boyfriends handsome features.

“shit.” you mutter under your breath, too distracted to realize that the class had started as you quickly get into the first warm up poses.

the class flows naturally into the harder moves, the instructor walking around the room on occasion to double check no one is extending themselves too far or arching their back improperly when they're not supposed to.

you move into downward dog upon his instruction, your eyes flickering over to rafe as his shirt falls down his torso slightly, revealing his muscled abs.

you yell when a pair of hands suddenly grab your hips, pulling you a couple inches backwards.

“just correcting your form, dear.” christopher says.

you swallow harshly, feeling your cheeks heat in embarrassment at being so distracted and shouting out.

“you okay?” rafe asks, not caring that the instructor is still standing just a few feet away.

“yeah.” you quickly nod. you know rafe is probably resisting the urge to beat the shit out of him for touching you, not realizing it's quite normal in these classes, although ashley always asks your permission beforehand.

“now lower yourself onto your stomach.” the instructor comes to stand behind you again, so you make sure you're doing everything properly with the highest level of fluidity you can.

“and now spread your legs. sit back into your heels and lower your belly button to the earth. arms extend forward for wide childs pose.”

you can practically feel the instructors eyes still on you, and you know from the way rafes head is lifted that he's paying very close attention to his movements.

he leans down next to you and places his hands on your thighs, going to adjust your pose again, but you gasp when his hands don't slide to your hips and instead onto your butt.

rafe is onto his feet in a flash. “get your fucking hands off her.”

he doesn't wait for the instructor to react, pulling him off of you and pushing him into the wall. you flip to sit, as everyone else in the room does to watch the scene unfold.

“i was just correcting her form!” he quickly defends himself.

“as if.” rafe scoffs. “you were fucking groping her ass. get the fuck out of here and i never want to see you at this gym again, consider yourself fired.”

“fired?” christopher shrieks. he's not a small man, but he looks pewny next to rafe. “you can't fire me!”

“would you rather me call the police on you?” rafe grunts. “i prefer to handle shit on my own but if that's what you want…”

“you can't prove anything.” christopher says.

“i… i saw it too.” a woman next to you stands up, coming to your defense even though she doesn't look 100% sure about it.

“and he touched me inappropriately the other week.” another woman stands up. “i thought i was just being sensitive but if he's doing this to other women…”

the rest of the class nods in agreement, clearly this is a pattern with this creep.

“now get the fuck out.” rafe shoves christopher away. “and never touch another person without their permission ever again.”

everyone's eyes are on christopher as he leaves, fleeing in obvious fear.

“baby-” rafe drops down onto his knees, both his hands cupping your face. “are you okay?”

“i-” you bottom lip quivers before tears run down your cheeks. rafe moves quickly, scooping you into his lap and holding you tightly against him, letting your emotions run their course.

he watches as the other women and couple spread out guys collect their mats, understanding they aren't getting a full class today before they head out of the room.

“im so sorry, baby.” rafe coos softly. “he'll never touch you again. i won't let anyone hurt you.”

you sniffle into his shirt, grappling with what just happened. you tilt your head up to look at rafe, needing to see the softness in his eyes.

“i love you.” rafe says, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

“i love you.” you tell him, moving quickly to press your lips together in an actual kiss, letting yourself find comfort in his mouth.

you pull away with a content sigh, wiping your face with your palms before you slide out of rafes arms. “im… im okay.” you say honestly, glad nothing further happened. “thanks to you.”

“come on.” rafe stands. “let's get our mats and get out of here. ice cream?”

“mhm.” you nod, knowing rafe is going to be doting over you for the rest of the week, keeping an even closer eye on you than usual.

you walk out of the yoga room and down the hallway into the lobby, seeing the crowd of people with mats tucked under their arm taking to the director of the gym.

“there he is!” the woman who spoke out about his inappropriate touching says. “there's our hero!”

you smile at rafe. your hero.

sfw taglist: @bejeweledreverie @winterrrnight @ethanthequeefqueen @ladyinbl00d

[leilanihours]

🎥, 5 Azzi smut please

# IT'S THE WAY YOU DRINK IT ALL, LIKE YOU'RE THIRSTY

pairing: azzi fudd x teammate!reader

word count: 991

warnings: smut (MDNI), shower sex, fingering + head (azzi receiving)

prompt: "like what you see?"

⭑ from lani: first azzi smut muahaha - hope i did her justice again, i dont read any fics abt her so idk how accurate this is..this is also very filthy so beware..

celly masterlist !

main masterlist !

SWEAT DRIPPED DOWN your forehead as you tried to catch your breath. you had just done some intense one-on-one shooting drills with your teammate, azzi, who also appeared to be quite winded by the activity.

she made it look good, though. she stood a couple feet away from you with her hands on her hips as she panted.

her chest heaved as you observed how her defined stomach rose and fell with each breath. her skin was exposed with the way she was only wearing a white sports bra and blue basketball shorts.

“damn, that workout lowkey killed me,” the brunette laughs, taking a towel from the bench to wipe the sweat off of her face and neck.

“yeah, no, me too,” you reply breathlessly, eyes still trained on the dominant lines of her abs as she takes a drink of water.

she sets the bottle back down on the bench, turning her head back to you only to find you shamelessly staring with your bottom lip between your teeth. she smirks as she processes what you were looking at.

she chuckles, slowly walking over to you, “like what you see?”

her comment snaps you out of your daydream, pulling you back to reality where the girl is now extremely close to you - mere inches away.

“uh-“ you stutter, trying to find a way to answer.

“it’s okay, i know you do,” azzi winks.

“don’t do that,” you groan.

“what?” she asks innocently.

“don’t tease me like that if you’re not gonna do anything about it,” you sigh and close your eyes, tilting your head down towards the floor before making your way to the locker room showers.

azzi stands there dumbfounded as you left her alone in the gym, slightly confused by your sudden frustration. she doesn’t know what to do until she realizes that you’re not emotionally frustrated, but sexually frustrated.

you had already stripped off your workout clothes and stepped into one of the showers, allowing the hot water stream down your body, relaxing your muscles as best it can. you shut your eyes once again, trying to calm the sinful thoughts of your teammate.

minutes go by of you simply standing under the showerhead, caught up in your thoughts. but then you feel a pair of hands snake around your waist, making you jump in surprise.

you turn your head and are met with the very girl you were just thinking about, now naked with her hands running up and down your sides.

“azzi, wha-“

“you said don’t tease you if i’m not gonna do anything about it,” she starts, still behind you as she places sensual kisses on your shoulder blade, “so here i am, doing something about it.”

“fuck,” you sigh when her lips ghost over the sensitive spot just under your jawline, “you understand what you’re doing right? what you’re starting?”

“i do,” she whispers in your ear.

the sound of her low voice snaps something in you, forcing you to spin around and pin the brunette to the shower wall. you smash your lips onto hers as your hands fly up to outline the ridges of her abs.

azzi moans into the kiss at the feeling of your desire burning into her skin, turning you on even more. you begin to trail your kisses lower - her neck, collarbone, tits, stomach. you stop just above her belly piercing, letting your tongue drag over each defined section of her torso. 

her hands find your wet hair, seemingly pushing your lower to where she truly wants you. if she was going to try and tease you, you would show her what real teasing looked like.

you smirk up at her as you fully sink to your knees before her, kissing every inch of her tanned skin to work your way closer to her center. you swipe a finger through her folds, feeling her arousal soak your hand.

“shit you’re wet,” you breath out.

“probably from the shower,” azzi attempts to lie.

“you sure, baby?”

her hips involuntarily buck up closer to your face at the sound of the nickname. you laugh before finally giving the girl what each of you wanted.

you begin to work your tongue around her clit, eliciting a beautiful moan from her. you circle around the bud, her taste leaving you hungry for more. you bring your finger to her hole, lightly pressing into it to egg her on even more.

“please, y/n,” she whines.

“since you asked so nicely…” you joke before pushing one of your digits into her dripping cunt.

the girl moans loudly at the feeling, your finger already deep in her without even trying. you begin to push in and out at an alarming rate, her tight walls motivating you to stretch her out.

“think you can take more?”

“yes, fuck, i need more,” she nods with her eyes squeezed shut in pleasure.

you stuff another finger in her, ramming her entrance quickly. you slide your free hand up her abs and onto one of her tits, toying with her perked-up nipple. she lets out more moans, the pornographic sound echoing throughout the locker room.

“i’m close, y/n,” she announces as she throws her head back against the tile wall and wraps one of her own hands around yours playing with her chest.

“yeah? you wanna come for me, princess?”

you fuck her harder, fingers slamming into her pussy, bruising the special spot deep inside as azzi clenches her stomach at the feeling of her release.

she comes all over your hand, urging you to bring your face closer to taste it. you lap at her already-sensitive cunt, drinking up the liquid as you moan at the taste.

“good girl,” you smirk as you rise from your spot on the shower floor to kiss her again, this time more needy than before.

“we should probably head back soon, they might-“

“you thought we were done here?”

—   leilani  signing  off  !  📁

[jammiee097]

little fuck toy

Warnings: 3racha x reader, threesome, shower sex, eating out, jerking, sucking dick, getting caught, friends with benefits, taking nude pictures, handcuffs, dirty talk, slut calling, cursing.. let me know if I forgot something 🙈🙈..

but most likely enjoy :)

My eyes went to the sound of the door immediately. It meant Changbin and Chan came home from the gym. I was so horny I just needed chan so much.

Chan and I have been FWB for over 4 months now, and I absolutely love it. I can just fuck him almost every time I feel horny, no more use of my own fingers, but his long dick. My mouth began watering of that thought.

'Y/n?' He said and looked inside the house. I turned up from the couch immediately. I was wearing my pink gym trousers which displayed my so lovely ass, and one of my tank tops, the same color. I knew he loved me in this.

He smiled and walked towards me, while Changbin went to the shower directly. 'Did you have a nice workout?' I ask looking at his sweaty forehead, his compression shirt so tight I could see his little abs. His grey sweatpants fitting him so nicely. 'Yeah, it was alright. You look extremely nice.' He says and looks at me questioning. I smiled and slowly turned around. I could hear a soft breath losing his mouth at the look of me. 'Did it for you..' I say, I look around seeing Han sitting on the couch. I stand on my toes trying to whisper something to chan. 'I'm soaking baby.. you need to do something about it..' I put his hand under my pants, letting him feel my pussy through the fabric.

Again a soft whimper left his mouth when He felt how wet I was for him. 'God your so sexy..' He says, 'Wanna hop in the shower?' He says, I nod.

walking over to the shower we couldn't resist anymore. I stopped him in the hallway, putting my arms around his neck kissing his soft lips. He gave him immediately, putting one of his hands on my hip and the other squeezing my ass. I moan softly between his lips of the grip he has on me. He slaps my ass, hard, feeling the frustration he has. I put my legs around his waist and he walked over to the door still kissing me.

Once we opened the door, We heard moans already.

'Fuck~ baby..'. We look at each other, getting of his waist and turning around. I look over at the shower, Changbin standing in the shower with his phone. jerking himself off. So enjoyed in his own pleasure he didn't even see us. His head facing the sealing as he fastened his pace. 'That nice ass, fuck~' He moans again.

Chan coughs. making the aroused changbin react. 'Oh fuck~' He says, his eyes wide, while trying to cover his hardened dick he let his phone flip out of his hands on the marmer floor. I gladly walk over to pick up his phone. 'Changbin you really need to close- IS THAT ME?' I say looking at his phone. He snatches his phone out of my hand. 'Go away. Im showering.' He says waving with his hand. Chan already walking out. 'No, Was that me? that was me huh? Are you jerking off to me?' I say and look at his eyes. 'What, no..' He says. 'Let me see your phone then, cause I clearly saw my face.' I say and cross my arms. making my boobs look bigger. I look at his eyes growing slightly bigger. I smirk and lick my lips slowly, trying to drive him crazy. 'Fuck it, yeah it was you.' He says and shows his phone.

I look at his phone, displaying a photo of me in my bikini on the beach, laying on my stomach displaying my ass real good. 'Chan?' I ask and walk over to him. 'Are you in for some pleasure?' I say and smirk. 'You want us both?' He says. I nod. 'Alright.'

I put off my pants leaving me in my pastel pink thong with white lace and my tank top. lowering myself on my knees in the shower, Taking changbin's fat cock into my hands. 'Do you mind?' I say slowly licking from balls to tip. 'Fuck no.' He says and plays with a lock of my hair. I smile pumping him, giving it kisses while looking him deeply in his eyes. 'So gorgeous.' He groans. I take him into my mouth slowly pumping him. Spitting on his dick, using my tongue trick on him while he began being a moaning mess.

I could feel chan behind me, also on his knees kissing my neck, shoulders. His hand wear on my waist slowly going under my top, my top was already draining in shower water, making it clear to see my matching pink bra under it. 'Can I take this off baby..' He whispered into my ear, biting softly in it. I nod. making changbin moan of my mouth movements.

I pull him out of my mouth and let chan pull of my top. His hands go to my bra squeezing my tits with no mercy. It makes me moaning around Changbins dick, making him more desperate for me. 'Go on chan, Fuck this feels good. dirty fucking slut.' He says putting his hands on the back of my head slowly fucking my mouth. I could feel chan his smirk onto my neck. his hand goes over my stomach on to my thong. He teases by going from left to right just under the waistband. When he kissed my neck several times he finally put two fingers in, finding my clit and making petite circles on it, making me moan.

'Fuck baby, that feels good.' Changbin says and fastens his pace, fucking me in my mouth. I Choke slightly of his thick dick. 'I- Shit, I can't take any longer, your mouth is so fucking warm baby.' He says, chan going a bit faster on my clit. the pleasure is much, but I could bare it. 'Fuck im gonna cum. im gonna-' And with one last thrust of changbin I could feel his cum shooting at the back of my throat. He lets go of my head. I smile, a little cum dripping out of my mouth. Chan removes his hand wiping away the cum with his thumb.

'Lick baby.' He says and I lick the cum off his thumb. Chan and I fully unclothe and step with him under the shower, chan his dick already hard. I wanted to drop onto my knees when they both stopped me. 'Nah Princess, you already did enough turn around to the wall.' Chan demands, stroking his dick slightly.

the tiles of the bathroom wall feeling cold against my body. 'Bent a little.' He says, his hands on my waist positioning me. 'Just like that... Ah Fuck~' He says filling me up without a warning. 'So tight babygirl.' He says slowly moving in and out of my dripping pussy. I moan loudly. He fastens a little with every thrust, making little whimpers into the air around us. His hand squeezing my waist lightly everytime he thrusts into me.

In the mean time Changbin went out to dry himself. looking at us the whole time, my face turned to him. His big muscle arms flexing with every move he makes, making me lick my lips. 'Liking the view babygirl?' Changbin says throwing away his towel. His hair slightly wet, his big body looking so delicious. In the mean time a jealous chan started thrusting deeper and harder into me. 'Hey, don't look at him like that.' He says. I moan before saying anything, 'So what?' I say and smirk at changbin. He cups my face. 'So lovely.' He says. 'Hell nah, she's a fucking slut, wanting two dicks. Can't even enjoy this one.' He says angrly slapping my ass. 'Fuck chan, that hurted.' I say looking at him. 'Don't get mad, your own fault.' He says and smirks. pushing himself extra deep, touching my g-spot. I moan out loud, 'do that again, im sorry baby.' I say, he thrusts into me very deeply, pulling away my butt cheeks. 'Fuck, I'm gonna cum.' I say and touch my clit. Chan snatches my hand. 'Hell nah.' he says again and places my hand on the wall again. 'You don't get to touch yourself princess.' He whispers leaving kisses on my back.

Chan goes from slow and deep, to extremely fast. the sloppy sounds being louder, his balls slapping against my cunt. his hands on my waist making me thrust into him more and more. 'Fucking slut.' He says. The only thing I can do is moan, my pussy slightly hurting from the amount of movement. 'Fuck.. Im gonna cum, your gonna be so full of cum baby.' He says and slaps my ass again, enjoying seeing it jiggle. He comes seconds later, the same with me, making my legs shake a little. He turns me around kissing me roughly, his tongue slipping inside of me, the water still running down on us.

'Come on darling, gonna pleasure you more.' Changbin says and tilts me up to his bedroom. He throws me on his bed, hair still wet, body still wet, pussy still wet enough. Chan comes in too, two pink sets of handcuffs in his hands. He puts them on my wrists closing the other end to the pole of the bed. only my legs still free. 'What are you guys..' Changbin picks up his phone, taking a photo of me laying on his bed, completely naked.

'Who are you sending that too.' I say and look at them. They both laugh. 'Doesn't matter darling, you are ours to ruin.' Chan says climbing on the bed to kiss me on my lips. his legs locking me in between him. 'You're so beautiful princess.' He says and kisses down my stomach. 'Now im gonna eat you out like the dirty girl you are.' He softly says smirking at me. I try to look down at him. Licking my clit, flicking it with his tongue. I moan softly. both his hands on my thighs. He kisses them to tease me. 'No go back.' I say. He comes up. 'Aww, no begging princess. Guess that's one edge in.' He whispers making me gasp.

He starts eating me out, licking my pussy from my hole to my clit. I arch my back out of the pleasure, closing my eyes. changbin went to stant next to me. 'open your eyes baby.' He says and looks at me. 'You gonna be a good girl to us?' He asks. I poutly nod yes, wanting to moan loud.

Chan has always been good at eating me out, that flat tongue of him being so large it could everything with me, enough saliva to actually make me finish so nicely. 'Taste so good.' He moans against my clit. 'Fuck chan, im gonna cum.' I say arching my back.

'Well, cause that will be with someone else.' Changbin says. I look at him, not understanding him. He just smiles and flicks chan on his shoulder. Chan stops and kisses my lower stomach one last time before leaving.

I groan out of irriation. Being all confused.

then I hear someone on in the hallway talking to him.

'I'll do my best.' He says and then appears in the doorframe.

'Hey wonderful. in a need to cum?' He says and licks his lips at the sight of me.

Han standing in the entrance of changbin his room. His dick displaying on the fabric of his shorts. He rubs his crotch through his pants looking at me. 'Talk to me.' He says. 'Yes.' I say and he just smirks. He pulls down his pants, not all the way just low enough to pull out of his dick. he places himself on my entrance and thruts into me. 'You looked so good in the picture baby.' He leans over me, kissing my neck while slowly thrusting into me.

'Making me hard immediately.' He whispers making me gasp moan. 'Fuckk~' I say and arch my back a little. He just giggles and graps my hips, thrusting me onto him faster. 'Did those guys tell you how good you felt? mhm?' He says. I shake my head. 'No? you feel so good darling, so fucking thight.' One of his hands leaving my waist for a second. Putting the end of his shirt into his mouth. then placing it on my waist again. 'Gonna make me feel good mhm?' he muffles out. I nod. 'Good girl.'

He thrusts deeper and harder into me, more like chan did in the shower. I moan and whine for his name, dick and everything else. he felt so good. 'yeah yeah. gonna fuck..' He says slowing a bit down. He presses his thumb on my clit rubbing it fast, making me choke on my moans. He thruts into me more and then when I know it, We both come at the same time. He falls down next to me.

Both trying to catch our breaths. Changbin and chan come walking into the room. Changbin having a cup of water into his hands, and Chan a black hoodie of his to put onto you. 'Our little fuck toy mhm?' He says petting my head after putting on the hoodie.

I giggle before taking a sip of water.

[xxsugarbones]

WORKING OUT WITH TOJI F.

-just joining your big beefy boyfriend Toji for his workout routine 💕

inspired by @starzu’s “Exercising with your boyfriend” fic found v

cw - fem!reader, plus size!reader, Toji is a real stinky boy but you love it, you sniff him (ya lil nasty), exercising (he’s doing push-ups, you sit on his back), biting, Toji folds you like a pretzel at the end, everything is recorded (consensual)

wc - 1.3k

|| an - Y’all I haven’t even watched JJK yet but I am so feral for Toji it’s not even funny. I love me a deadbeat dead man who could throw me around like a ragdoll if he so pleases 😩

Thinking about exercising with Toji.

He’s doing push-ups in the middle of the living room, all the furniture pushed off to the sides to make room for his bulky body, and a small tripod set up on the coffee table, his phone recording his workout routine so he could watch it back later and decide what he needed to improve on.

You were his good little cheerleader, sitting your plump frame on his broad back, your legs crossed and your hands resting on his shoulders.

At first you’d been hesitant to sit on his back because you were afraid you were too heavy for him, but he had assured you that it would be a good workout for him, that your “pretty little body” would be the perfect weights for him. So, like a good girl, you’d agreed so he didnt have to go dig out his actual weights. (Plus, you would have to be the one to lift them and put them on his back, and you knew very well that would not be a possibility, considering just how heavy they were.) And honestly, it shouldn’t have surprised you that he proceeded with no trouble at all.

He’s been at it for about half an hour now, occasionally taking little breaks by laying on the floor, while you shifted yourself back to straddle his thighs to give him a chance to breathe.

But it wasn’t ever too long before he got back into it, telling you to “sit your pretty ass back down on my back”.

“You got this baby! Doing so well!” You cheered on, leaning down again to rest your hands on his shoulders. His neck and shoulders were damp with sweat, his muscle tank clinging to his skin and loose strands of hair hanging in front of his eyes. He kept his sharp, green eyes focused on the ground, just trying his best to even out his breathing and keep himself in line, but it was getting very difficult with the feeling of your body weight and heat sitting atop him. But he stopped, lowering himself down flat to the ground when you tapped his shoulder three times.

“Lemme try something.” You started. You didn’t get much of a response other than a grunt from the man, who just wanted to continue his workout now that he was in the thick of it. You took that as your cue, shifting your body into a different position. Now you lay down on his back, stomach and chest against his toned muscles, and your arms wrapped around his slutty slim waist, and your nose nuzzled into his neck with a smile on your lips.

‘’m all sweaty, babe, don’t do that.” He huffed, but didn’t say much else as he once again started his push-ups, feeling you smile into his sweaty skin. This was much more comfortable for you. He grumbled out something about you being ‘gross’, which only made you laugh in response.

“But you smell good!”

“I stink.”

“I like you stinky.” Was your response, your hands sliding up underneath the hem of his tank and feeling his sweaty abs. A combined shiver ran through the both of you at the contact- your cool hands against his warm flesh, and he muffled a soft groan by sinking his teeth into his lower lip. You smiled, nose brushing along the tense muscles in his neck and just to prove your point, you tucked your head just beneath his jawline, and took a deep inhale.

“You’re real gross, princess.” He scoffed, glancing at you out of the corner of his eye as best he could but really only catching a glimpse of the top of your head. You laughed, pressing a kiss to the juncture between his neck and shoulder, and humming against the warm skin.

“Yeah but you love it.” You shot back, hands continuing to move around his body. One slid up his abs, moving further and further up his body until it hovered above his chest, the palm of your hand brushing against his nipple and making him tense again. You grinned, gently twisting and tugging at it.

“Gotta stay focused, baby, not much longer now and you’re done.” You teased, moving your lips to his neck again, your teeth ever so softly digging down into the skin, making a point to scrape your sharp canine teeth into the muscle. The groan you managed to rip from Toji was heavenly, and he could feel his already semi-hard cock twitching to life the longer your teeth were sunk into him.

“Playing a dangerous game there.” He hissed, but you paid no mind, just biting down a little harder. Suddenly, in the blink of an eye, he had flipped your position. He rolled you over so your soft body hit the carpet with a soft ‘thump!’, and he quickly shifted his body above yours so he was pinning you down to the ground, one of his massive hands grabbing both of your wrists and pinning them above your head.

“Toji!” You squeaked, looking up to the taller man with widened eyes, and your thick thighs squeezing together at the sexual tension between the two of you that you were suddenly hyper aware of. Toji’s free hand grabbed onto one of your thighs, yanking it open and holding the underside as he hurled it up and over his shoulder, the heel of your foot digging into the back you had just been laying on not even minutes before.

“Nu-uh, princess, don’t act all shy now when you’ve been actin’ needy this entire fuckin’ time.” He moved his hips forward, pressing his hips against yours, finally making you aware of the little problem you’d caused him during his workout. You whimpered, rolling your hips upwards to grind against him, making Toji sneer, looking down to where your hips connected.

“How ‘bout we do a little workout together, huh?” He started, letting go of your wrists to grab onto your other thigh, hoisting it up onto his other shoulder. Your hips were up and off the ground now, and he leaned his body weight forward, pressing down into you so your thighs pressed against the swell of your stomach and chest. The angle ever so slightly constricted your breathing, but you’d be lying if you said that it didn’t make your brain fuzzy with the excitement for what was about to happen.

“You’re gon’ stretch your muscles for me, and I’m gonna fuck this pretty fuckin’ pussy.” He proposed, his hands smoothing down your thigh to push away the oversized shirt you had stolen from him (despite being a bigger girl, his shirts were still big on you, something drool-worthy), letting it roll up your body to expose your plush stomach, then making his way down to tug at your panties, pulling them flush against your pussy, and moaning at the sight of the wet patch that slowly soaked through the thin fabric. You whined, bucking your hips up towards his face.

“L-Like yoga?”

“Yeah, somethin’ like that.” Toji chuckled, leaning down to press a kiss to your clit through your panties. You whined again, grappling onto the carpet beneath you as he pulled the fabric aside, then used his other hand to quickly pull down his sweatpants and boxers in one swift movement.

“Just keep these gorgeous legs up for me and we won’t have a problem.”

-

By the time you two were finished, Toji had to safely tuck that little video of his “workout” into his ‘HIDDEN’ album in his camera roll. But if you ask him, it was a pretty damn good workout.

[freeonlineworkouts]

5 min Lower Stomach Workout

#exercise #abs

[ahimhere]

Steamy

genre: smut

pairing: gymrat!Sanxgymrat!Yeosangxfem!reader

au/summary : What are work out buddies for?

waring: explicit smut

rating: 18+

wc: 1444

"I mean, what's a better workout?"

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warning: threesome, oral(m and f), double penetration, pet names(pretty), safe sex(woohoo), size kink (if you squint), swearing, lube

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"Get one more set in."

"Absolutely not San, I will DIE at this rate."

"Don't complain when you don't have gains like me." San flexed his muscles, proud of the physic he created. "Look at Yeosang, he followed through."

You looked over at Yeosang, who was doing arm curls. Though he wasn't as big as San, you couldn't deny his muscles and damn did he look good.

You reached out to Yeosang about a month ago, hoping he would help you out in the gym, but he recommended that his friend San was a better fit. DId San look good, absolutely.

HIs biceps and quad muscles were to die for, and his toned abs. It was impossible not to drool over him. BUT his workouts were way too intense. You weren't sure how he expected you to keep up.

"Yeo..help me out. He about to kill me." You whined out, hoping to get help from your friend.

Yeosang finished his set, re racked his weight and approached you both.

"Did you take your vitamins?" He said checky, obviously siding with San.

"What- no. Why would I-"

"That's your problem. If you took your vitamins this would be easy for you." San hummed in agreement.

"Gotta keep your body healthy inside and out. One more set now!"

You groaned, obviously losing this battle. You finished the last set of 20 of you ab crunches and got up.

"Can I go home now? I feel like death."

You were completely ignored as the two males were having their own private conversation. Mumbling amongst themselves.

"Hello? Did you guys hear me?" You tapped Yeosang on his shoulder causing him to jump.

"Huh? Oh no. What did you say?" Yeosang asked, looking over to San nervously.

"I. Am. Going. Home." You turned on your heel, ready to grab your water bottle and head for the door when San grabbed your arm.

"Me and Yeosang have one more workout for you, if you're down."

You sighed and rolled your eyes. "San you don't think I can actually take another one of you guys workout today do you?"

"What about sex?" San said bluntly, not wasting anymore time.

"Sex? Like sex, sex? With the both of you?" Your eyes darted back and forth between the two men, surprised about what was mentioned.

"I mean, what's a better workout?" Yeosang said. "And at least you would have fun."

Your brain was still trying to catch up. Sex with the both of them? Now? How did they get to this conclusion?

"We've seen the way you've been staring at us. Drooling over our muscles and body." San said. "You can touch them if you want."

Your mind completely in a fog, you reached up and touched both their biceps. Their strong muscles felt in the palm of your hand. Their skin was so soft but their muscles were so rough. You slowly started stroking your hands up and down their arm. Feeling every inch of their arm.

You hadn't realized when they sandwiched you in between them, San in the front, Yeosang behind you, until you felt Yeosang's lips on your neck, causing you to moan.

"If you want us to stop, just say so." San spoke softly, rubbing his hands down your waist, reaching the hem of your shirt and lifting it up to expose your stomach.

He bent down and kissed around your stomach and belly button, causing butterflies to build up inside you. Yeosang on the other hand was attack your neck, kissing and licking the area.

You moaned softly, loving having them both on you, giving you attention. San's hands roamed around your lower body, groping and rubbing your thighs, hips and ass while Yeosang lifted your shirt off you, moving his hands to your chest and fondled your breast.

After minutes of them toying with your body, Yeosang lifts you up and carries you to the nearby bench. He lays you down while San proceeds to strip you completely before removing his own shirt. Yeosang walks towards your legs and kneels down in front of you.

"You don't mind if I have a taste, do you?"

You shake your head no. Before you knew it Yeosang had his mouth pressed against you. Licking, sucking, slurping all of your juices, leaving nothing.

You threw your head back and moaned only to see San over you, dick in hand. "You look so pretty like this."

You open your mouth widely, inviting him in. He smiled and didn't hesitate. He slid himself down your throat, groaning at its warmth. He held onto your chin as he slowly pulled back out.

"Shit pretty, you can't keep moaning while I'm in there.." You couldn't help it. Yeosang’s tongue was working your clit, the pleasure was unbearable.

San slowly thrusted in and out of you, groaning in the process. "Use your tongue a little." You did as he asked, causing him to groan louder and thrust faster.

Yeosang slipped his fingers inside, matching San's pace in your throat. You could only moan loudly, vibrating into his dick. Yeosang took himself out his shorts and began stroking himself quickly, moaning against you. It only took a few moments before you guys came. San down your throat, Yeosang into his hand and you into Yeosang's mouth.

San pulled out and sat on the floor catching his breath while Yeosang fell back to do the same. A few minutes passed with only the sounds of you guys breathing before San stood up and walked over to his bag.

He returned shortly and threw a condom at Yeosang. He ripped it open and placed it onto himself.

"Ready pretty?"

Before you could answer San picks you up and places your legs over his arms, forcing your back to be pressed against his chest.

You see Yeosang finish placing the condom onto himself before giving himself a few strokes. He approached me and kissed your neck.

"You ready?" You nodded as he slid inside you. You threw your head onto San's shoulder which he used to kiss your neck.

Yeosang thrusted into you, holding onto your hips. "Gosh, you're so tight."

His thrusted only became faster as your moans became louder. You had almost forgotten San was there until Yeosang stopped and San pushed you forward so you were leaning onto Yeosang's chest.

"It might hurt a little, Pretty, Okay?"

San positioned himself at your hole while Yeosang was still inside. He grabbed a bottle of lube off the floor and poured some onto himself and you.

San pushed forward, slowly inserting himself inside. You yelled out in pain, never having two dicks inside you before. Yeosang rubbed your back and kissed your head and checked, trying to comfort you.

Before you knew it, San was completely inside you. You felt completely full and warm.

"Just let us know when you're ready." San said.

It took a few minutes until the pain no longer existed. You nodded, finally ready for someone to move. "You can move now."

San slowly slid out and back him. His thrusting while Yeosang remained still felt unreal. You could only moan out as the pleasure started to overcome your body.

Before you could ask San to move faster, Yeosang started thrusting, Him pulling out while San was thrusting in. There wasn't a single moment where you weren't filled with either of them.

You moaned into Yeosang's neck, completely overcome with pleasure. San leaded forward and began kissing on your neck, not leaving any marks. Yeosang took the opportunity to do the same on the other side.

Being between their muscular, warm bodies. Being filled completely by them and engulfed by their moans were heavenly. You felt your release fast approaching and so was theirs. San lifted you up so you were once again resting on his chest and began thrusting in turn with Yeosang, thrusting in you alongside him.

Your head found it spot on San's shoulder once again as you moaned loudly. Their pace quicked as they moaned and groaned just a loud as you. After a couple more thrust you became undone. A quiet moan escaped as that was all you could manage.

Yeosang slipped out first and came into his condom. He laid on the floor, gasping for air. San thrusted a couple more times before pulling out himself and cumming. After his high ended he placed you on the floor and laid down next to you.

"A better workout right?" He said between breaths.

"Oh shut up San." You rolled your eyes and turned towards Yeosang.

"But we could do it again right?" Yeosang asked you.

"Of course."

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AHHHHH Ive done it!!!

I have at least on post for each memeber. HJ and WY doesn't have a nsfw one but that will be fixed in due time!! I'm gonna finish my pirate on next and post some short fluff until then.

ANYWAYS I hope you ENJOY

[wwbtsdty]

What Makes You Sweat | 18+

Summary: You’re really getting tired of how much time your boyfriend spends in the gym when you have so little time together on his days off. So one day you decide to join him to see what really makes him sweat.

Rating: 18+

Genre: idol!au, smut, fluff

Pairings: Jungkook x Reader

Status: Oneshot

Word Count: 4.2k

Warnings: Explicit language, dom!jungkook, sub!reader, smutty smut, sexual tension, big dick!jungkook, unprotected sex(wrap it before ya tap it!), oral sex, cocky!jungkook, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, praising, dirty talk, creampie, rough sex, spanking, bondage, squirting, begging, cursing, fingering, biting, did I miss anything haha.

Author’s Note: This has been sitting in my drafts forever, mainly because I was so upset I lost all my edits to it one day. Sooo I’m just gonna release it, with the premise that its extremely rough because I can’t find it in my heart to edit it again. So here it is, take it for what it is.. a quickie, dirty, unedited short story haha.

This is all fictional. 

You sigh deeply staring up at the ceiling in boredom, you had tired of playing games on your phone or scrolling social media an hour ago. Glancing at the clock on the nightstand, 10:44 PM... he’d been gone for two hours. Just what the hell does he down there for so long?

Surely most people didn’t work out this long every single day, it seemed excessive and it was starting to get on your nerves. You know he promised to keep his washboard abs for ARMY, but surely he didn’t need to work out every damn day to maintain those bad boys.

Grabbing your phone again you sent off a quick text to him.

Did you fall off the treadmill? Are you seriously still working out?

You and Jungkook had been dating for over a year now what he did for so many hours every day in that gym was still a mystery. You had never been tempted to join him before, when he was finished with you for the night you could barely move, let alone go workout. Meanwhile he was the energizer bunny, ready to go again and again until you finally caved and told him to go work off some steam.

The past few days though you’d had to work late because of your bosses stupid mistake. So you weren’t able to get home in time to soothe the bunny, he was always off at the gym so you would pass out on the bed.

Tonight though you’d had to listen to one of your coworkers gossiping about their sex life with their new younger boyfriend. Which of course in turn, got you thinking about how much you happened to miss your boyfriends delicious body, anxiously waiting all day to get home to him.

So here you sat, waiting on his bed, Bam having had long since given up on waiting for his dad and crawling into his crate to go to sleep. Your phone chimed suddenly causing you to practically lunge for it.

I’m just getting started babe, don’t wait up. 😘

Just getting started? What the hell does that mean? What exactly has he been doing for that last two hours?

You groaned, rolling onto your stomach in frustration as you stared at the text on your phone.

Don’t wait up he says! I hardly get to see him anymore, not with working full time and him getting ready for his next comeback, it seemed like their time together was becoming less and less these days—yet all he wants to do is spend time in the gym!

Jumping off the bed you squared your shoulders as you raided the closet for a pair of leggings and a sports bra.

Fine, if he wanted to work out then you were going to join him, sure it was the last thing you felt like doing, but if it meant you could spend time together then so be it!

Jungkook had just finished up running for his cardio workout the last hour, pulling up the bottom of his shirt to wipe the sweat that had accumulated on his face.

Now that cardio was done he could start on weights, he needed to work his lower body today since he did upper body yesterday. Then of course abs as always to finish off the workout.

Taking a swig from his water bottle, his attention diverted as the door swung open, you walked in wearing what he guessed could pass as workout clothes.

But really there wasn’t much there, he sure hoped you didn’t wear that shit in public to workout or else there was going to be a conversation later.

“Hey, what's up? I told you not to wait up, i’ll probably be a while still.” He eyed you suspiciously, you had never come to workout with him. Not that it ever bothered him, it was more of his thing and that was totally fine by him.

“Well... you spend so much time here, I thought I would see what you get up to for once. Maybe you could give me some pointers as well, I should probably workout more anyway. I’ve been stuck at a desk all week.”

You shrugged trying to act nonchalant, but your eyes gave you away as you took in his appearance. It wasn’t fair how beautiful this man was, even coated in sweat--no, not even, of course coated in sweat this man was absolutely sinful. All you could think about was stripping that shirt off his delicious body and raking your nails down his chest.

You bit your lip, rubbing your thighs together for some sort of relief. You weren’t sure just how long you stood there ogling your boyfriend, but it was obviously enough for him to take notice.

“Hmm... you want to work out?” He sauntered up to you, eyes darkening as he crowded you against the wall, hands coming up to rest on either side of your head behind you.

Your held your breathe as you took in the sudden change in his demeanor. This was the man you had come to know all too well every night, the one that bent your body to his will.

“I missed you, feels like I haven’t seen you in weeks,” You whispered, tucking a strand of his hair back behind his ear. He smiled brightly, bunny teeth on display as he cupped your cheek leaning down to kiss your forehead sweetly.

Stepping back, he booped your nose cutely with his finger. “I always miss you.” Sighing sadly, “When this comeback is done I promise we will take a vacation, just the two of us. We can spend every waking moment with each other. We don’t even have to leave the bed.” He raised his eyebrows suggestively.

God, You loved this man so much. How you had gotten so lucky to land Bangtan’s golden boy, he was anything and everything you could ask for in a boyfriend.

“I was about to start some weights, you wanna start with some cardio?” Just like that your tender moment was gone and Muscle bunny was back. How did he just flip a switch just like that, was it part of being an idol or something?

Huffing loudly, you made your way over to the treadmill he had just vacated, turning it on the lowest setting. You walked as slowly as possible, staring aimlessly at the little television blasting some random entertainment show before you. Behind you sounds of grunting and heavy weights clinking filled your ears as he began his workout again.

It was about 16 minutes later, according to the treadmill, when you had finally reached your breaking point. His grunts and groans were driving you crazy, you could hardly walk for fear the slick coating your core would drip down your legs.

Stopping the treadmill you spun around to find him doing sit-ups on the floor, each time he sat up he gave a soft grunt. You bit your lip as an evil plan hatched in your head.

Two could play this game.

You sashayed over to the rowing machine, plopping down loudly on the seat as you fastened your legs in. Wrapping your fingers around the handle to pull back fiercely, you let out a whisper of a moan. You saw his head swivel around towards you at the noise.

Ha, take some of your own medicine Kookie!

You smirked, continuing to pull on the rowing machine. Arching your back with each tug so your breasts thrust into the air alluringly.

His gaze zeroed in on the way your breasts proudly displayed as you rowed, suddenly his grey sweats felt all too tight. He knew you were purposely trying to rile him up, and it was working. But his competitive nature would never let him give him.

Plus, he was actually enjoying having you here with him for once, and he had to admit seeing you working out made him proud.

Not like you needed to work out, eyeing that perfect ass he loved so much. Having you ride him reverse cowgirl was one of his favorite positions, he loved watching that ass bounce up and down on his dick.

Reaching down to adjust his hardening length, he pulled his gaze from your body to refocus himself. At this rate he was going to lose this game you had decided to play and turn this into a whole other kind of workout.

You had quietly crept over his way once he went back to finishing his sit-up, the slight sway of your hips driving him to distraction once more. He stopped, arms behind his head as he laid back looking up at you suspiciously, “You done already?” He questioned, regarding you as a smirk lifted his lips.

You weren’t going to give in that easily, sure you’d been annoyed he hadn’t come over at your show earlier while rowing. You couldn’t miss him adjusting himself and the tent in his pants though. You were getting to him too. It was time to change tactics.

Throwing your leg over his waist you straddled his stomach, hands splayed out across his chest as you nestled your core above his hardening length. Your fingers sliding slowly down his chest to push yourself back to lay against his knees causing your breasts to jut out towards his face tauntingly. “Nope. Just taking a break…”

His brow raised quizzically, thrusting his hips off the floor bouncing you in the process to signal you should move. “Alright princess, well I just finished sit-ups… so how about you give me some motivation to finish my pushups?”

His hands encircled your waist when you didn't move, hoisting you up into the air like you weighed nothing. He let your body slide painfully slow down his until your feet touched the floor, “Lay down.” His voice held a hint of command forcing you to lay down where he indicated unbidden. You watched as he knelt down at your feet, hands moving to either side of your head, his body hovering above yours.

“Now be a good girl and stay still.”

You bit your lip at his deep voice, his face coming closer before moving past yours, his breathe tickling your ear.

“One.”

His whispered breathe across your ear sent a shot of arousal straight to your core, nipples suddenly standing for attention as he pulled back up.

Just as quickly he was pressing back down, this time you were more composed, your head swiveled around to nip at his earlobe.

“Two…” He groaned, pulling back with narrowed eyes.

The third time he decided to press his body flush against yours, hips rolling into your core for you to feel his now fully hard length.

You moaned loudly, frantically thrusting your hips up as he pushed up just as quickly. You glared up at that cocky bunny smile plastered on his face.

“Three.”

You'd had enough of this game.

You grabbed that taunt ass with both hands as he came down for the fourth push-up, rolling your hips seductively against his.

He growled, letting his body collapse atop yours in response. “Naughty girl. I told you to stay still, you can’t even obey one command? Am I going to have to tie you up so you don’t move?” His voice was pure sin in your ear, hands sliding slowly up your arms causing goosebumps in their wake, bringing them up above your head where he captured your wrists in one hand.

“So, we're done playing already? Just when the game was getting interesting...”

His right hand moved quickly down your stomach to cup your heat without warning. Your eyes flew open in surprise, arching your back sharply as you let out a groan of satisfaction at finally being touched, tugging desperately at his grip on your wrists to break free.

A soft moan escaped his lips, “So wet for me already? Does this pussy want to be filled so badly by my cock?” He trailed wet kisses down your neck, he bite the spot where your neck meets your shoulders quickly laving the tender spot with his tongue.

He sat back on his heels, admiring the way your breasts looked barely confined by your sports bra as your chest rose and fell rapidly. Taking your breasts in each hand to squeeze them together, dipping down to taking one of your nipples and then the other into his mouth through your sports bra, tongue circling it teasingly before biting playfully.

“Jungkook!” you gasped, hips thrusting against his hand in reflex, chasing some kind of friction. You could feel just how embarrassingly slick your panties and leggings had become at this point, providing barely any barrier.

Jungkook smirked, pressing the palm of his hand down hard against your clit through your leggings. "Is this what you wanted baby?"

Nodding frantically, "Yes! Yes! Please!!" You should be embarrassed at the way your hips followed his hand as he pulled back, but you were already past caring.

He released your wrists, sitting back on his heels as you whined at the lack of contact. Palming at his hardened bulge as he motioned to the bench behind you. "Go sit that pretty ass down on that bench."

Jumping up to obey, your body trembled in anticipation as you spread your legs displaying the large wet patch that has formed in the crotch of your leggings.

He quickly shed his shirt as he approached you, dropping to his knees between your thighs.

Your mouth watered as you admired that amazing body, eyes catching a drop of sweat dripping down his chest that you suddenly wanted to catch with your tongue. And those damn grey sweatpants, always showing just enough to drive you crazy. His hard dick filled them out so well now, you could practically feel it inside you already.

He made quick work of your leggings, peeling them down your legs. God you were practically soaking that bench already and he’d barely touched you.Grabbing your thighs to tug you down to the edge of the bench roughly. He admired your beautiful pussy for a minute, the material of your panties sticking to your lips making them practically transparent.

He slid his fingertip down your slit, pressing just the tip inside your pussy the material of your panties creating resistance from going in any further.

"All of this just for me? How long has my poor baby been suffering? If you’d just said you wanted to be fucked we could have ended this game quickly. But now I feel like making you wait… I won after all.” A smirk quirked his lips, leaning down to suck your clit into his mouth over the fabric.

“Fuck Jungkook!!” You squealed at the feeling of his mouth, the material of your underwear aiding the sensation. You slid your hand into Jungkook's hair, the other gripped onto the bench beneath you as you rolled your hips against his mouth.

Without removing his mouth from your clit, he grabbed your flimsy underwear tearing it off your body and flinging the offending material away. His mouth moving over your now bare pussy, tongue delving into your folds greedily.

You sobbed in relief, squeezing your thighs together at the sudden onslaught of pleasure that was almost unbearable.

Jungkooks digs his fingers into your thighs, keeping them open for his onslaught. "Ah Ah, don't hide from me." He quips smartly, sending a sharp smack to your pussy that causes you to jump, a whine escaping you at the stinging sensation as more arousal seeps from your lips.

He begins lapping at your clit teasingly, his fingers massaging your thighs as he enjoyed the whines escaping your lips.

“Kook, stop teasing!”

He takes your clit into his mouth once more, sucking strongly. At the same time slowly inserting one finger, curling it as he begins thrusting in and out of your sloppy cunt, rubbing that sweet spot each time.

You could already feel that familiar knot forming in your stomach and he’s barely touched you. Turned on beyond belief from their game earlier and not seeing him the past few days, or more specifically not seeing his cock.

"Tell me this isn't what you came down here for?" He remarks, pulling his digit from your pussy and bringing it up to his lips to taste you.

You screamed in frustration at the sudden emptiness, leaning up on your elbows as you regarded him between your legs not moving.

"Jungkook!" He just laughed at your situation, removing his finger with a pop from his lips, his tongue prodding his cheek. He reached down palming at his dick which had become so painfully hard. Your gaze followed his hand, jerking his length over his pants a few times in relief. He couldn’t wait to finally feel you wrapped so tightly around his cock, it had been so long, he was tired of using his own hand for relief. It was a poor excuse for that tight pussy he had come to love.

"Fine, okay! I came down to get fucked okay? I couldn't wait for you any longer… Jungkook! Please just fuck me already you idiot! I need to feel you!" you sobbed, throwing your arm over your eyes in embarrassment at your confession. Even after so many years you could feel embarrassment at how badly you wanted him at times.

He smiles all teeth at your confession, "Good girl, that wasn't so hard now was it? Did you really think I thought you wanted to work out? Unless you were referring to this workout." He motioned to himself with a cocky smirk, tongue running along his lower lip.

Before you could make a smart ass remark he plunged two fingers inside your pussy, thrusting them quickly in and out of you.

Shoving your sports bra up to reveal those beautiful pert nipples. Taking one into his mouth, his tongue lavishing attention on it as he scissored his fingers inside you, stretching you out for him.

"So fucking tight. How are you still so fucking tight!" He grunted, slipping a third finger inside of you.

You winced at the slight burn, your body already having forgotten the shape of his dick. As the burn ebbed, a delicious pleasure spreading in its place as your thighs quaked from the sudden orgasm approaching. Your hips thrusting in tandem with his fingers, chasing your high.

"Yes, Yes! Jungkook harder!!" You tugged at his dark locks, forcing his mouth harder against your breast.

He rubbed at your clit with his thumb, curling his fingers to continually hit your spot as he increased his speed. His fingers moving so fast you could barely keep up.

Suddenly you felt that cord snap inside of you, your back arching off the bench as you screamed out from your orgasm. A rush of liquid flooded Jungkook's fingers, spraying his chest as he dove down to taste your release. Tongue fucking your gaping hole as it quivered around his mouth, you tasted so fucking sweet he couldn't get enough of it.He pulled his fingers out to rub your clit as his tongue delved deeply inside of you prolonging your release.

"Ah, Jungkook no more.. please..."

He forced your thighs to wide as you tried closing them from the overstimulation, squirming away from his mouth. Your fingers tangled in his dark locks as you tugged at his head trying to stop him.

"I know you can, don't even think about stopping me."

He continued lapping at your sopping pussy, filling you with two fingers again as he sought that spot inside you.

You could feel the overstimulation already turning to pleasure again, moaning loudly as you thrashed on the bench with your fast approaching second release.

Jungkook sucked your clit into his mouth, fucking his fingers harder inside of you until you felt that damn break once more. "JUNGKOOK!!" you screamed his name loudly, black flashing behind your eyes as you squirted all over his face this time, your thighs shaking with the intensity of your orgasm.

You lay back panting as he removed his fingers, watching your gaping hole quiver at the emptiness. He licked his lips glancing down at your throughly fucked out face with satisfaction.

"Good girl, I knew you would do it." He sat back on his knees, chest glistening with your release. Standing up, he quickly kicked his sweats and briefs off, his cock springing to attention against his stomach. He wrapped his hand around his painfully hard length, sliding his fingers up and down a few times before his eyes caught on something in the corner.

You were so out of it, currently basking in your post release, you hadn't even noticed him move to the corner of the room. It wasn't until you felt something cold wrapping around your wrists that you startled to attention.

"What..?" you questioned, giving a measuring tug of your wrists to find them tied together with something.

"You were very bad tonight, trying to stop me from enjoying my prize earlier." He gave a sharp tug making sure your wrists were secured with the jump rope.

"So now your going to lay there and let me fuck you however I want." He whispered in your ear before standing up, he lifted your body up from the bench forcing you to now lay on your stomach.He eyed that beautiful ass now on display, delivering a harsh smack to your left cheek enjoying the red marring your skin.

You jumped at the sudden stinging of his hand, a new flush of arousal spreading throughout your body.

He knelt down at the end of the bench, adjusting some knobs. You suddenly found your feet leaving the floor at the same time the rest of your body leaned down closer to the floor. You felt incredibly vulnerable suddenly, ass up in the air, pussy quite literally on display for his viewing pleasure. You couldn't see where he was or what he was doing.

"Fuck, you're so perfect."

He eyed your position, having risen one side of the bench to lift your ass up to the perfect height, while the other was lowered for your comfort so you wouldn't be at a weird angle. He could see just how wet you were from this angle, your pussy dripping on the bench as your hole twitched with anticipation.

He ran his index finger through your slick, "Just for me."

You suddenly felt the head of his dick teasing your core causing you to thrust yourself back against him, you wanted to feel him filling you up so badly. But instead he kept teasing you, tapping his dick against your clit as he pressed a hand down against your lower back to hold you in place delivering a shark smack to your ass.

"Stay still." He growled under his breathe, pushing forward until the thick head of his cock sinks inside you, just as quickly pulling it out.

"Jungkook!" You screeched, wriggling against your confines in frustration, you feel a new wave of wetness seeping from your pussy. "Please, Jungkook, please fuck me! I need your cock.."

His fingers spread out across your ass, massaging at the reddened cheeks. "You look so amazing like this, bared just for me, pussy just waiting to be filled." He pulled your cheeks apart, groping as he watched the way your pussy twitched, admiring the mess you made of the bench already. He strokes his cock once before lining it up with your heat, coating it in your cum before suddenly thrusting forward sinking balls deep inside of you.

"Fuck!" you screamed out, suddenly feeling so full as he sunk so deeply inside you. You swear you could feel him all the way to your stomach. You clenched around him inside you, wanting to keep him inside.

He slowly pulled out until just the tip was left inside you, letting you feel every ridge and vein before harshly thrusting back in as your ass jiggled with the motion.

Suddenly his thrusts sped up, hips plunging into you as the bench jerked beneath you at the strength of his motion. Loud moans left your mouth as your body fought to keep up with his pace. Pleasure wracks your body, fighting against the orgasm already approaching.

He watched your ass bounce against his hips as he took your hips in his hand, forcing your body down to meet his thrusts. Your orgasm hits you as soon as he presses his thumb down on your clit, thighs shaking as your body releases for the third time tonight.

Jungkook continued thrusting through your orgasm, chasing his release as you felt him swell even bigger flooding your insides with his cum. He gave a few more lay thrusts as his cum started leaking out between your bodies soaking the bench below. He slowly pulled out from the warmth of your body, cupping your heat to keep his cum inside.

“Don’t let even a drop escape.” He commanded moving your hand to replace his as he went to slid his boxers and work out shorts back on.

You squeezed your legs together trying in vain to keep his cum from running down your legs as you to went to find your underwear and leggings he had thrown haphazardly. 

He gave your ass a firm smack once you had finished getting dressed, pushing you towards the door.

“Now be a good girl and let me finish my workout.” He flashed you a cocky grin before heading back over to the weights.

Your jaw dropped at his request, “Seriously?!?” 

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[thebest-medicine]

could u do 21 for lee!bakugou and literally any ler of ur choosing, i just love ticklish bakugou more than air LMAO

Prompt 21 - "Big talk for someone so ticklish."

A/N: i also love ticklish bakugo he is so cute

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The sound of laughter rang out from a small training room on the lower floor of the dorms. Kirishima was on the ground, laughing with his head back and his legs kicking as Kaminari awkwardly pinned him, half kneeling over his middle. The cause of his laughter was Kaminari tickling as avidly as he could along his stomach with his one free hand.

“YahahAHA- nohoho Kahahahahaminariii-hehee!”

“Tap out! Tap out!” He pressured his friend incessantly. “You know you want to!”

“Noohhoho!” Kirishima cackled.

“Oi! You guys better be done in here by 9 or I’ll kick your asses.” Katsuki grumbled loudly from the doorway as he passed by. “And stop being so fucking loud.”

Kaminari and Kirishima looked at each other for a moment, stopping their goofy ‘spar’, and looked at their explosive friend.

“Why don’t you just come train with us?” Kirishima asked, waving him in.

“Train?” Bakugo gave them a skeptical once over as they both stood. “What the hell are you guys even doing in here?”

“Training.” Kirishima smirked at him. “No quirks, though. Just a good ol’ spar.”

“Yep. Just gotta get the other person to tap out.” And then Kaminari winked as he added. “By any means necessary.” He wiggled his fingers at Kirishima who swatted him away.

“Yeah right, I’d kick your asses in a second.” Bakugo huffed, starting to walk away.

Kirishima rolled his eyes dramatically for Kaminari’s benefit. “Big talk for someone so ticklish.”

“Hah-?” Bakugo turned around with wide, angry eyes. “What did you just say?!”

Kirishima raised an eyebrow, unphased. “You heard me.”

“Why you little- what are you talking about? I’m not even- you’re stupid- what-”

“Come on then, spar with us!” Kaminari riled him further. “Unless you’re scared?”

“You extras couldn’t even dream of beating me!” Bakugo took a step into the room. His friends’ grins widened.

What Bakugo didn’t expect off the bat was for both of them to team up and gang up on him, knocking him over on his back after a few minutes of constant battering. “Screw you guys!” Katsuki shouted, bringing his palm up toward Kirishima.

“Ah, ah, ah! No quirks!” Eijirou scolded him, grabbing the arm. “Don’t be a sore loser now!”

“LOSER?! HAH! YOU’RE THE LOSERS!” Katsuki fumed, struggling as Kirishima climbed over his thighs and Kaminari leaned across the arm that Kirishima wasn’t holding.

“Don’t wanna give up yet? That’s fine~.” Denki teased, and then brought his hands down to pinch at their explosive friend’s ribs.

“BA-FFFFF-FUCK! HA! NO!” Bakugo protested loudly, wiggling under their pin and kicking his legs.

“Toooooooold you~.” Kirishima sing-songed. “Now, don’t worry, all you have to do now is give up.”

“NEVER! JEHEHEHERKS!” Katsuki shouted as he started to laugh, unable to avoid the constant plucking of fingers along his side and ribs. Soon, one of Kirishima’s hands joined the fray and tickled along his stomach and hips. Bakugo shrank into the floor, laughing stubbornly under his friends’ ticklish assault. It would be a while before he gave in, they all knew it.

Katsuki was ‘never’ getting dragged into this type of ‘training’ again! He barely got in five minutes of actual hand to hand combat before the two of them pinned him down. And now, he was going to spend the rest of their sparring time laughing himself silly. At least it would be an ab workout? Eventually, he would tap out. And the three of them would laugh. And in the coming days, he would exact thorough revenge of both of them.

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[gyuzgrl]

the sounds you make IIbskII

summary- Seungkwan's been working too hard these days. Your innocent plan to ease his aches and pains takes a heated turn when you find yourself growing aroused by the sounds he makes under you.

You didn't mean for things to unfold like this. Truly.

It had been an hour since Seungkwan got off work. An hour since you noticed how tired he looked. An hour since you sweetly proposed giving him a massage.

He rejected the offer initially, not wanting to tire you out over nothing, but after your endless pestering, he caved.

You should've known then, that feeling up a beautiful man late at night, with soft r&b playing in the background, was bound to get you feeling some kind of way.

Ever the good Samaritan, you did your best to make him feel good. You lit candles, put on soft music, brought out your favourite massage oils- really pulled out all the stops. He was precious to you. Of course you'd do this for your sweet boyfriend.

"bedroom-turned-private spa," you grinned, kneeling on the bed, "not bad huh?"

"not bad at all, sweetheart" His eyes widened as he looked around the room, taken aback just a little by how much effort you'd put in. "where d'ya want me?"

"bed, silly"

Seungkwan complied, wordlessly. He whisked his shirt off and laid on his tummy, sighing when his body sank into the plush mattress.

Straddling his lower back, you rubbed soothing circles into his shoulders, feeling how tense he was. A little massage oil was all you needed to warm up his skin as your hands glided across his broad back with ease.

A knot between his shoulder blades seemed particularly hard, and you pressed down with your thumbs to work it out. Seungkwan groaned against the sheets, voice muffled but still audible to you.

You pushed further, earning a louder response, and you swallowed thickly at the lump settling in your throat.

'this is about Seungkwan, not you. snap out of it.'

"I'm not hurting you, am I kwannie?"

"no baby, you're- you're so doing well, thank you" his voice comes out strained. It reminds of you of how how he sounds when he eases himself into y-

'down girl- you're insatiable, god'

That's pretty much how the next hour goes; with you trying to keep your thoughts at bay as the man under you groans in pleasure, unaware of the effect he has on your poor cunt.

Except he is. Seungkwan is, very much aware of your position. Your sharp inhales, your desperate pants, shallow breaths- he heard it all. And he intended to take full advantage.

"sweetheart," he sighs, "can you do the front too? my chest's still sore from that stupid workout regime Woozi Hyung's put me on"

He gives you the sweetest, most pitiful pout, and your heart twists a little against your ribs. How could you say no to your sweet boy? How could you, when he looked at you so prettily?

You hum, lifting yourself up so he can turn under you, and the sight you're met with has regret coursing through you.

Firm, hardened muscles were one thing, but that face- he was easily one of the prettiest men out there. Especially now, having grown into his features a little more.

You find yourself staring at his face for a little too long, and quickly lower your gaze to his chest. Lathering your hands with some more oil, you coat his skin with the scented fluid, gulping thickly with every sound he makes.

"fuck-" he hisses, biting into his lower lip, "you do this so well, baby"

Involuntarily, your hips roll forward against his own, and your eyes widen, unable to control the way your body reacts to him. His sly smile escapes you in your panic, and you cough to cover up the mishap.

You trail your hands lower, to his stomach- surprisingly toned. When you first saw his torso bare, you couldn't control the gasp that escaped you. Whatever happened to the fluffy, wholesome man you once knew?

"I hurt myself here today, y'know?" he rasps, tilting his head toward a little bruise on his lower abs. You pout, scooting lower to place a soft kiss to the spot.

He shivers.

"hurt myself here too," Seungkwan threads his long fingers through your hair, guiding your face up to his, "right here" He tugs you down to meet his lips, and kisses you slow.

Your lips mold against each other, pushing hungrily against one another's skin, until you pull away- panting.

"what are y-" he interrupts with another kiss, harder than the last. His tongue bullies its way into your mouth, hot breaths enmeshing as he forces your jaw open. "you thought I wouldn't notice?" he pants against your mouth, "how you squirmed with each sound I made?"

His hands ghost over your waist, trailing their way up to your jaw. They cradled your face so perfectly, made you feel so small for fitting in his palms with such ease.

"as much as I loved the massage, I think it's time you let me take care of you, hm? would you like that sweetheart? I bet that poor pussy of yours is aching right now"

You nod desperately, feeling your panties dampen with anticipation.

"words"

"please-"

"you're a smart girl, aren't you? you have such a way with words- such eloquence- look at you now" he pouts in faux sympathy, "poor baby, needs me so bad she can barely speak"

You'd slap him if he said this outside the confines of your bedroom, of course, but now, it sends heat rushing to your pussy and all you can do is nod dumbly.

"s'okay sweetheart, I got you- I'll give you what you need, okay angel?"

He tugs your clothes off, leaving you bare above him, and sits up against the headboard. "wanna ride my thigh, baby? hm? wanna cum on my thigh and make a mess on my sweatpants?"

You whimper out a small "yes please" and Seungkwan lifts you onto his thigh, hands gripping your waist.

"y'know what to do angel, follow my hands- fuck, just like that" He rolls your body forward, forcing you down onto his thigh, and finally you feel a sense of relief.

A moan slips past your lips when your clit meets the textured surface of his sweatpants, the sudden stimulation sending jolts of electricity up your back.

"f-fuck-"

He tenses his thigh, dragging your body back and forth, as his name falls from your lips like it's all you know. Like he's all you know.

Your moans get louder and he knows you're close. Altruistic as ever, he bounces his leg- for your pleasure, of course- and pushes you down harder against his solid muscle.

"I'm- oh my god- cumming, I'm cu-" you moan, cutting yourself off when your vision turns white. Seungkwan eases you through your orgasm, making sure you ride your high, and places a peck on the seam of your mouth.

"that's it, that's my girl," he praises, one hand leaving your hip to stroke your hair, "so good for me, aren't you?"

"mhm- all for you kwannie"

"think you can gimme one more?"

"yes," you breathe, smoothing your hands over his chest.

In one swift motion, Seungkwan flips you over, now hovering above you. He kisses you again, tracing his way down to your sex, placing wet pecks to your lips, your jaw, your breasts, and your tummy, before he reaches where you need him most.

His eyes flutter closed as he takes in the scent of you, savoring the way you smell with no shame. It makes you shy.

"kwanniee," you whine, closing your legs, "that's embarrassing"

"is it, sweetheart? don't get shy on me now, c'mon" His hands grip your inner thighs and push them open, reveling at the sight of your pretty pussy- soaked and glistening for him.

He lowers his mouth to you, tongue fiddling with your clit before lapping up the remnants of your arousal, and your body jolts up at the contact.

"nuh uh- you're gonna hold still for me," he warns, splaying one hand across your belly to push you back down. "fuck you taste like heaven"

"shut up" you whine. Seungkwan cocks a brow at you.

"can't eat you out with my mouth closed, sweetheart" He plunges his tongue into your cunt and you cry out, hands threading through his hair to hold him steady. "see baby? you like my mouth open- like when i fuck you with it"

The wet muscle pushes into you over and over, and you feel your orgasm build. Seungkwan's hand dips from your belly, to your clit, and he presses down on the hardened nub, rolling it under the pad of his thumb.

"oh my fucki- oh my god, please- please don't stop"

You writhe under him- limbs shaking, hips jerking forward- and in a flash, you feel your stomach uncoil, relief flooding your system like a warm breeze.

"good fucking girl," Seungkwan mumbles into your thigh, "cumming all over my face making those pretty sounds,"

Your chest heaves, breathing evidently unsteady. Seungkwan crawls back up to you, placing his lips on yours so you can taste how sweet you are. You moan into the kiss, grabbing his face, pulling him closer.

This was going to be a long night.

[mystwrites]

Ask 1: Giyu accidently discovers just how ticklish Tanjio is and uses it to "train" him.

Ask 2: Tengen learns not to tickle Tanjiro in front of Giyu.

i decided to choose the first one. i hope you don’t mind! giyuu and tanjiro share such a special friendship and i can’t wait to see their friendship grow in the next seasons🥰

Knowing Rengoku was busy out on a mission with a few others, Tanjiro had decided to ask Giyuu to train him. This was something Giyuu couldn’t refuse since he rarely got the chance to be around the kid he saved a mere two years ago. Aside from Shinobu, Tanjiro was the only slayer who would say hi to him with such eagerness. Plus, they barely saw each other throughout the day other than a five minute passing.

The two had been using the wooden katanas for a quick sparring session. Giyuu genuinely was impressed by Tanjiro’s speed and accuracy as well as sharper battle intellect. After they finished and took a break, Tanjiro needed to do abs and endurance training. Knowing Tanjiro could do endurance well, Giyuu focused on abdominal workouts, finding it amusing how Tanjiro got worn out after five minutes.

“Come on, Tanjiro. You did your sit ups. Now hold the plank.” Giyuu said, amazed at how his dwindling energy caused his form to suddenly become so sloppy.

“I’m trying, Giyuu san! I’m tired…” Tanjiro said, shaking his arms out.

“I know but you gotta push through.” Giyuu replied, walking around to the side to see Tanjiro’s positioning. “You’re not even engaging your abs.”

“What..? I’m not?” Tanjiro asked. “I swear I am!”

Giyuu shook his head. “Nope. See how your dropping your hips? Lazy form.”

Tanjiro tried fixing his posture but it still was incorrect. To correct him, Giyuu poked his lower back, signaling to lower the hips. When Tanjiro lowered it too much, he poked Tanjiro’s tummy to signal to lift the hips up. That didn’t work out and Giyuu watched Tanjiro collapse to the floor in a fit of giggles, realizing that tickled him.

“Ooh…” Giyuu squeaked, knowing he didn’t mean to tickle him. “Sorry.”

“Ihihi’m so sorry, Gihihiyuu sahahahan!! Thahat tihihickled!” Tanjiro giggled, screeching as Giyuu suddenly grabbed the center of his stomach and squeezed. “OH NOHOHO GIHIHIYUU SAHAHAN NOOOHOHO AHAHAHAAA!!!”

“This is interesting.” Giyuu hummed, a small smile forming on his face. “Alright, change of plans. Laughing is a good abdominal workout so you’re going to have a minute of tickling before we move on to endurance training. Hey! Where are you going?”

“IHIHI’M TRYING TO GEHEHET AWAY FROHOM YOU AHAHAHAHA!!!” Tanjiro squealed, kicking his feet out as Giyuu trapped his in his arms.

“But I told you this is now your ab workout! Come on, you have about forty five more seconds!~” Giyuu chuckled, squeezing with a little more force. “Nice! You’re engaging these abs!”

Attempting to roll away did nothing and Tanjiro was trapped in Giyuu’s clutches, his hand still clawing at his belly while the other held him tightly, preventing a sudden escape. All Tanjiro could do was kick his feet out and scream. Tanjiro didn’t mind however. Giyuu was less ruthless than Rengoku is so Tanjiro could tolerate it. When the tickle attack finally came to an end, Tanjiro rolled off of his friend’s lap, gasping for air.

“That’s using your abs.” Giyuu said, patting Tanjiro’s head. “Are you okay?”

“Y-yehehes!” Tanjiro wheezed, pushing himself up. “Ihihi’m okay!”

Giyuu ruffled his hair playfully and smiled. “Good. Cuz now it’s time for endurance training. I’m going to chase you and you can’t be caught…”

“W-whahat happens if I get caught??” Tanjiro giggled, squeaking as Giyuu poked his sides.

“I’ll tickle you again!~” Giyuu replied, wiggling his fingers. “You seemed to enjoy that and Rengoku told me that tickling is a good training method for you!~”

“Rehehengoku sahahan is lying to you!!” Tanjiro said, scrambling to his feet.

“Oh?” Giyuu raised his eyebrow. “Well then, if he’s lying, I’ll find out for myself exactly where you are ticklish! C’mere Tanjiro!”

Without another word, Tanjiro took off, Giyuu in hot pursuit.