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writerpeach · 4 years ago

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Stamina

Berrygood Johyun x Male Reader

8885 words

Categories: smut, public sex, oral, anal

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This piece took a while to finish, I started over at least twice and didn't really feel like editing it much anymore, so apologies if it's not up to my usual standards. I will be taking a long extended hiatus from writing after this chapter and figure out what exactly I want to do next. Thank you all for continuing to read my writing.

Happy Holidays and Merry Christmas <3

"Ugh, babe, I'm so full!"

Johyun slurped on the last bit of her noodles, bringing the large porcelain bowl to her red lips and drinking the leftover broth. She wiped her lips and let out a sound of satisfaction.

“I would hope so, you ate like a pig,” you teased, finishing your own ramen and washing it down with a small bottle of milk which aided in cooling your tongue. You could handle spice just fine, but this restaurant always made things just a bit spicier than you were used to, which always caught you off guard.

Johyun stuck her tongue out. “Come give this pig a kiss then,” she said, leaning over the table and puckered her lips. You graciously fulfilled her request and kissed her on the lips before taking one more drink.

“Too hot for you, baby?” Johyun asked, noticing your sniffling nose that you were trying to hide.

“Maybe, I’m okay though. It was good though.”

“This is still the best ramen place in Seoul. What should we do now?”

“I could go for some dessert. Something to offset all this spice,” you replied.

“I think if I eat anything else it’s going to go straight to my ass, baby.”

“Well then we better get you something else. I love your ass.”

“I know you do, baby, you’[re always staring at it,” Johyun teased. “I think we should go for a run and work all this off. All these carbs and salt aren’t good for us.”

“Okay, but dessert-” you protested, not wanting to exercise at such a late hour.

“Dessert can wait, babe. It’s important for us to stay healthy.”

“Fine, you’re right.” Complaining wasn’t going to do you any good.

You hated working out. Cardio was your enemy, even a brisk walk left you out of breath.

The gym did have its benefits. Johyun always showed off her big round ass in very tight leggings, leaving little to the imagination as her defined plump buttcheeks swallowed up the fabric of her pants. You never would have stepped inside a gym voluntarily.

Johyun on the other hand loved to workout. It was part of her job to be in shape, and she worked out regularly, sometimes starting as soon as she woke up which you could never wrap your head around.

You had joined this particular gym as it was closest to your shared apartment and a close distance from both of your workplaces and had the benefit of being open 24/7, which you didn’t know was a benefit or a curse. Johyun insisted on paying up front for six months, insisting it would force you to commit to an exercise routine.

Making a quick pit stop at home to pick up water and change you held the door open for Johyun as she smiled and headed in first. She wore a pink shirt underneath a black jacket, while her lower half consisted of tight dark leggings, letting you see that wonderful plump ass and her full wide hips swaying as she entered.

This gym wasn’t like the other ones you had tried, full of loud gym rats who lived to lift weights and loved to let anyone know how much they could bench. It was smaller but still had plenty of various equipment and you never had to wait long for a machine to show up, allowing you to focus on what body parts you wanted to focus on or the dreaded cardio you loathed.

It was rather late when you entered, seeing a lack of anyone else in the gym. It was your lucky day. Your eyes scanned the rows of machines, deciding what you wanted to do first. Johyun settled on the elliptical first, taking a moment to warm her body up with a stretching routine.

You started simple, doing lat pulldowns while Johyun worked her arms and legs at the same time. You were tired after just one set, while she hadn’t even broken a sweat.

She moved to the row of treadmills facing a wall of mirrors, and you followed, taking a seat in a nearby weight bench and grabbed a set of free weights, using a heavier weight than you normally did as you tried to show off.

You had the perfect view of your girlfriend as she worked out, legs moving like a gazelle as the upped the incline right away. Her leggings hugged her ass perfectly, and you couldn’t decide where you wanted your eyes there or on her bouncing breasts as she jogged at a brisk pace.

“Babe, stop staring at my ass.” she whined as she caught you in the mirror even though you both knew she loved the attention.

“How can I when it looks so good? If you didn’t want me staring then you shouldn’t have worn those pants,” you replied, catching Johyun smiling in the same mirror you were caught with.

“Fair point. Look all you want, but we’re here to workout. I don’t want you slacking!”

“I am working out,” you said, demonstrating by doing more bicep curls in succession, making a point of flexing your muscles.

“My baby is so strong! Keep going!”

It was hard to focus when you were distracted by Johyun’s scrumptious ass, but you did what you could and at least pretended to finish more reps. Johyun meanwhile had increased the speed on her treadmill as her legs flowed gracefully like water and you were tired just watching her.

You exhaled loudly after doing three sets of ten, placing your dumbbells back on the rack and took a seat back on the bench, enjoying the view of Johyun’s bouncing backside as you took a long sip of ice cold water from your bottle.

While you tried to catch your breath Johyun winded her workout down, gradually decreasing the speed until the belt on the treadmill stopped moving. She spun around on her heels, giving off a sweet smile as she saw your lethargic body resting.

“We should work on your stamina, baby. You’re exhausted and you barely did anything,” she teased.

“I did plenty! I counted at least two hundred reps. I’m gonna be feeling it in the morning.”

“Is that so?” she asked, deciding to play along. “I’m proud of you, baby.”

“Thank you,” you said as you abruptly pulled her onto your lap, close enough to smell the honeysuckle scent of her shampoo that reminded you of candy.

“I forget how horny you always get after working out,” Johyun said, tucking a strand of hair behind her hair.

“You can’t blame me when your butt looks that good in leggings,” you said, giving her ass a soft smack.

“It really does, doesn’t it?” Johyun replied, tilting her head to one side as she gave you a kiss, letting you taste her sweet lip gloss on her puckered lips.

“Now, who’s horny?”

“You caught me,” Johyun said. “We should go shower, the hot water here lasts forever.’

“We didn’t bring anything to change into and there aren’t towels after hours. We can save water and I’ll clean you up instead,” you said as you dove into her neck, running your tongue and collecting her perspiration.

“Babe, no, I’m so sweaty!”

“I know. I love it,” you said as you continued to lick the sweat off of her neck, finding her taste succulent.

“I have a better idea,” she said as she brought her lips to the side of your face, turning her voice into a mere whisper.

“I wanna suck your cock, baby.”

Her lewd words sent a shiver up your spine and you felt yourself hardening already.

“We better get going then-”

Johyun shook her head, letting her intentions be obviously known.

“I can’t wait until we’re home, baby. I wanna suck your dick right here.”

You couldn’t believe what you were hearing. “Someone could come in and see, I don’t think this a good idea-”

Johyun interrupted you by placing a finger to your lips, silencing any further protests. “It’ll be fine. I come here almost every night and not a single person shows up. This neighborhood is full of old people so they workout in the early morning.”

“Just relax, baby. Nobody will be here,” Johyun said, giving another kiss as she used your chest to dismount your lap and lowered to her knees slowly, placing both hands in her lap and eagerly looking up.

“I want to gag on your cock, baby. I’m dying to feel it throbbing in the back of my throat, baby, please, I need your cock so bad.”

Well fuck. She had you under her spell, and you certainly weren’t going to deny a woman begging to suck your cock. Johyun smiled happily as she hooked her fingers into the waistband of your gym shorts, pulling them down to your ankles and exposing the bulge in your boxers.

“It must have been so difficult trying not to get hard while you were staring at my tight ass,” Johyun said as she pulled your cock out of your boxers, gripping it tightly and stroking, causing your first moan.

Johyun was an impatient woman which let to situations like this, wanting to have sex in as many public place as possible, now adding a gym to the list of checked off places.

“You’re like a rock already,” Johyun smiled as she gave a soft kiss on your tip, pulling the rest of your boxers down to your ankles as she squeezed your cock tighter, giving firmer strokes that made your throbbing shaft leak over her fingers.

You weren’t expecting the night to end with your pants around your ankles at your local gym, but Johyun’s spontaneity kept you on your toes.

Johyun didn’t waste time as she flattened her tongue against your shaft and slowly painted your cock with it, delivering long drawn-out strokes that caused pleasure already. She teased your swollen tip, swirling her wet tongue around it several times to increase your pre-cum, lapping up every drop of the colorless liquid.

“It’s too bad I didn’t bring my purse. You could have fucked my ass here in the gym,” Johyun taunted with a deadly smirk, knowing she always came prepared.

“We’ll just have to save that for later though,” Johyun said as she licked more of your cock, running her tongue over every surface and tasting it like it was a delicious treat for her, which it certainly was.

You never got tired of Johyun’s need to please you in public, and even though you caught yourself nervously looking around, you couldn’t help but selfishly want more.

“What is it, baby?” Johyun asked, spitting on your cock several times and jerking you off with her soft small hand as she spread her warm saliva all over.

“I wanna see your tits,” you replied, without a moment of hesitation.

“All you had to do was ask,” Johyun said as she grabbed the hem of her white top and lifted it up up and over her head, showing off an orange and red bra that you had never seen before that contained her full large breasts, the coloring popping out in the gym lights.

“Is that new?” you asked, unable to take your eyes off from her chest and taking note at how well her breasts were pushed up.

“This? It’s from my last photoshoot, they always let me keep what I model,” Johyun said. You knew she loved showing herself off during lingerie shoots, but always felt a little jealous, something she always sensed.

“Don’t worry, baby. Everyone gets to see me with this on, but you’re the only person who gets to see me with it off,” she said, giving a reassuring smile. She kept stroking your cock slowly with one hand while the other reached behind her back, unclasping her bra. Johyun tossed it aside, exposing her large milky breasts and nothing could take your eyes off them.

Your mouth watered at the sight of her huge tits. Johyun did her best to distract you as she planted several kisses on both sides of your cock, throbbing with each contact of her lips in preparation for what was next.

“You’re so hard for me, baby,” she said, kissing and licking your tip several times, and you responded with a low groan.

“You make me so hard.”

Johyun licked her lips and ran them along both sides of your needy shaft, giving your cock one final tease. You were both more than ready as her warm lips parted with your hard shaft in between, applying a light suction as she gently sucked your tip.

You gasped at the feeling of Johyun’s soft lips wrapped around your cock as they slid back and forth, her wet tongue adding more stimulation as it played with your sensitive underside.

Johyun’s warm wet mouth felt amazing, even better the deeper she took you inside it. She swallowed up half of your shaft as she bobbed her head up and down, slurping on your cock loudly. Her tongue swirled around your cock as more of it disappeared into her warm cavern, adding endless pleasure that ran through your whole body.

“Fuck, baby, that feels so good,” you moaned as Johyun kept eye contact, watching the pleasure she was giving. Her lips were sealed tight around your throbbing cock, bobbing her head faster as she quickly covered your cock in drool.

“It’ll feel even better if you fuck my face.”

The look in her lust-filled eyes was the only invitation you needed. Johyun stuck her tongue out as you slapped your hard shaft on it several times, giving off several loud smacks as you pushed back inside the warmth of her mouth.

Johyun’s need was visible and you didn’t dawdle, grabbing onto both sides of her head and forcibly started thrusting into her mouth, fucking your girlfriend’s pretty face in the middle of your favorite gym.

You were rough right away, not letting Johyun take any adjustment as you stuffed her throat with as much cock as possible, using her wet warm mouth like a toy for your own selfish pleasure. With each movement of your hips Johyun gagged repeatedly and drool spilling out of the corners of her lips, coating your shaft in saliva as she looked up with teary eyes with nothing but satisfaction.

The only sounds that could be heard were needy pleasurable moans you both gave off and Johyun loudly gagging on your cock as her gorgeous sparkling eyes filled with tears. Wrapping your fingers around strands of hair you increased your pace even more, moving in a harsher manner drool overflowed out of her lips and spilled down to her full perfect breasts, turning her stunning face into a beautiful mess that encouraged your thrusts to be even rougher.

“You like that, baby? You like when I use you?” you growled as you slammed your shaft deep down her throat as possible, sliding every inch of your wet shaft and out mercilessly as Johyun braced herself by holding onto your thighs.

If not for the look of wanton lust in Johyun’s eyes you would have been worried about hurting her, her nails digging into your skin signaling you were meeting her standards. Not wanting to finish abruptly you slowed down your pace and held Johyun against your base, her cute nose flushed with your stomach as she looked up and continued gagging, signaling for a break as she slapped your thighs several times.

When you released her with a loud pop she gasped for air as several strands of spit connected her messy mouth to your shaft, and you slapped her gorgeous face with your cock repeatedly and rubbed your tip all over.

“You were so rough, baby. I love choking on your cock, “ Johyun said with a huge smile as she leftover spit dripped out of her mouth and she spread it all over your cock.

“We shouldn’t let all this spit go to waste,” she said as she batted her eyes, taking your cock and slapping her soft heavy breasts with it before rubbing your tip up and down her cleavage.

“I know just what you want, baby.”

With a kiss on your swollen tip Johyun slipped your throbbing cock in between her huge pillowy breasts, trapping it in between warm flesh and squeezed her tits tightly to keep you from escaping.

“Oh fuck.”

Johyun smiled sweetly and didn’t waste time, moving her chest up and down as she used her abundant chest to grind up and down your body and create delicious friction. The pleasure was intense as you watched your tip disappearing in and out of her wet cleavage with ease, being lubricated properly as your cock was surrounded by soft warm flesh.

“You like fucking these big tits?” Johyun asked as she added more drool, spitting on your cock several times to ensure the friction remained as smooth as possible. The warm mounds around your cock caused endless pleasure as her huge breasts did their job, sliding up and down around your shaft that was locked up in between her warm cleavage.

“Fuck, baby, you know I do. It feels so fucking good.”

“You’re so easily controlled,“ Johyun teased. “I love how much my tits turn you on.”

She wrapped her soft breasts tighter, interlocking her fingers and squeezing your cock more with warm flesh everywhere that drove you insane. Johyun did her best to lick your swollen cockhead when it became visible again, sending even more electricity shooting up and down your spine with every strike of her wet tongue.

You worked together to achieve pleasure in tandem with Johyun, thrusting in between her huge soft mounds as she grinded them against your pelvis, making you moan loudly for her how good they felt around your dick.

“F-fuck, baby-”

You felt that annoying tightness in your loins that always showed up at the worst possible moment.

“You’re going to cum already?” Johyun frowned as she tightened the warm flesh around your needy throbbing shaft, not that there was anything you could have done to prevent it.

“My tits must be too much to handle,” Johyun smirked.

Truer words had never been said. You didn’t know how much longer you had, but it wasn’t more than a few seconds. Johyun’s assault with her breasts was deadly, and you couldn’t take it any longer. Savoring those final moments you watched your cock slipping in and out of her fleshy pillows, setting off your orgasm like she had just lit the fuse of a stick of dynamite.

“Cum for me, baby. Make a mess all over me.”

With a final glance between the soft flesh your cock was sandwiched in between, you throbbed wildly as you erupted in between Johyun’s tits as your toes curled. While your cock had disappeared in between her deep cleavage you filled it with several thick spurts, helping to lubricate your constant pumping motions, splashing her pretty lips and chin and painting her features white as you groaned incessantly.

Your legs shook as you were milked all over Johyun’s tits, white stickiness coated her skin as you struggled for air, your orgasm taking control of your body as Johyun rubbed your warmth into her skin, looking into one of the gym mirrors at the mess you made all over her and smiling proudly.

“We really need to work on your stamina,” she teased with her earlier words, drawing her tongue around your shaft to make sure everything had been given to her.

“Rest for a little bit, baby,” she said, flicking her tongue against your sensitive slit that caused a reaction in your whole body.

While you tried to regain your senses Johyun stood to her knees and playfully pushed you against the weight bench as you stepped out of your pants and boxers, still gasping for breath as you laid down.

She didn’t say another word as she faced away from you, still watching your reaction in the large mirror as she bent over and slowly peeled her leggings off, revealing a matching orange thong nestled in between her tight round ass.

You could feel your erection coming back to life already. Johyun kept her body bent over, rubbing her thighs before squeezing her ass, giving you the show of a lifetime. She spanked her ass on each side, the smack echoing as she wiggled her hips and shook her ass before pulling down her thong painfully slow an inch at a time, displaying her bare body for your eyes to marvel over.

Johyun’s backside was the work of hundreds of squats and dozens and dozens of hours at the game, and it was worth all that effort. You were able to see her naked body in full glory, those luscious long legs and thick creamy thighs, her beautiful ass and bare shaven pussy that looked like heaven, pink flesh dripping with arousal as you were ready for a taste.

“Since you’ve been appreciating my ass all day, I think you deserve a closer look.”

Your mouth salivated in anticipation and before you could even take another breath Johyun made her way over to the head of the weight bench, facing away from you. In one swift movement she took a squatting position and lowered herself onto you, the flesh of her bare soft ass pressed firmly against your skin, squishing your face.

There was nothing more you loved than to be Johyun’s chair, especially after a workout as you felt the warmth of her sweaty thighs surrounding your face.

“Do you like when I sit on your face, baby?” Johyun asked as she looked over her shoulder, the comforting warmth of her body pressed down as she put more weight down and smothered your face with her supple cheeks.

You found it hard to both breathe and speak, unable to form a response as you squeezed her ass in response, slapping each of her cheeks that rippled. You didn’t need to breathe when you could be suffocated by Johyun’s delicious plump ass. Blood flowed freely to your loins again, causing your erection to be at full attention.

“I can’t believe you’re hard again already,” Johyun said as she leaned forward and gripped your cock, resting a hand on your thigh while she stroked your shaft. You reciprocated and focused on giving pleasure as you licked her pink wet slit several times, making her moan.

“F-fuck, that feels good,” she moaned as she began bouncing her ass on your face, spreading her juices all over. You traced the outline of her pussy, sliding your tongue through her folds and exploring every surface you could find.

“Can you breathe, baby?”

You shook your head as you gave her pleasure, neither of you seeming to care. You saw nothing but delicious flesh in your vision as you ran your tongue through Johyun’s wetness, making her moan with every delicate movement you made.

“I can’t believe my naughty boyfriend loves being suffocated with my ass so much," she said, grinding her backside back and forth while she kept stroking your shaft.

You kneaded her soft cheeks with your hands, digging your fingers into her warm flesh. Her juices collected on your tongue and you couldn't get enough of her delicious juices spilling into your mouth.

"Mmm, fuck, that tongue feels so good. Eat my fucking pussy."

Giving several slaps on her bottom you had enough teasing and sucked on her swollen clit, making her thighs squeeze around your head tighter as she moaned with satisfaction.

Johyun kept you in between her thick thighs and you couldn't think of a better place to be then nestled under the comfort of her warm cheeks, tasting her delicious pussy like it was a full course meal.

While you became Johyun’s personal bench, time no longer existed as you ate Johyun out. You could have been there for a few minutes or hours, keeping your hands full of her cheeks as you licked her wet pussy everywhere. You wandered aimlessly as your face became wetter with each swipe of your tongue, giving her as much pleasure as possible.

It didn’t take long for Johyun to grow selfish, no longer caring about your pleasure but focusing on her own as she rested her hands on your thighs and shoved her ass against your face. You loved everything about her taste, the way her juices flowed into your mouth and you never wanted to stop until your tongue had gone numb, grabbing her hips and forcing your tongue as deep into her tasty cunt as it would go.

“Make me cum, baby. I’m so close,” she said, closing her eyes momentarily as she moaned lustfully, wanting to savor this moment forever. Lips closed on her clit you slurped her juices that leaked out, desperate for more to fill your palette and helping her chase the end that was in sight.

“B-baby, don’t stop, please fucking stop, I’m going to cum on your face-”

It didn’t take long. Johyun’s thighs put your head in a vice-like grip, digging her nails into your skin as she hit her peak and screamed in pleasure. You felt wetness gushing everywhere, coating your face in her sweet essence as her toes curled and the thighs around your head violently trembled.

You did what you could to help her ride out her orgasm, running your tongue through every surface that contained her juices, cleaning her up and making sure not to waste a drop. It took several moments for her orgasm to subside as she released you from the constricting hold she had on you, allowing you to breathe for the first time in several minutes as you gasped for air.

“H-holy shit, baby, I came so hard,” Johyun said as she gingerly turned around to face you once more, looking down at the mess she had just left deposited on your face. You showed your appreciation by licking your lips, not even bothering to wipe her juices from your face as you pulled her into a kiss, making her taste herself on your tired lips.

“You taste so good. I wish I could eat you for every meal.”

Johyun laughed at your cheesiness, giving you another deep passionate kiss as she held onto both sides of your face.

“You made me feel so good. I want to make you feel even better.”

“What do you have in mind?”

“Well...seeing as you’re still rock hard for me,” she laughed, looking back and grabbing your throbbing hard cock.

“How about I ride you, baby? You did all the work for me, so I’ll do all the work for you now.”

“Ride my cock, then.”

Johyun was quick in her approach as she climbed onto the weight bench and straddled your lap as her soft thick thighs wrapped around your waist. There was lust and hunger in her eyes as she reached back behind her and claimed your hard cock, stroking it several times and couldn’t wait to be filled up with it.

“I want you so badly, baby. Fill me up with that thick cock, will you do that for me?”

“Of course. Whatever you want, baby.”

Johyun lifted her body up, letting you see the pink glistening flesh that was your destination, rubbing your tip in between her wet folds. She felt wetter than she had when your tongue was inside, and you wanted that wetness all over your cock, something you weren’t going to wait long for.

Carefully lining up your cock with her pussy, Johyun aimed it at her dripping hot entrance. She bit her lip in preparation and pushed her hips down, parting her silky lips as she sank down and let every inch enter her body with a loud greedy moan.

“Baby, you’re so big,” Johyun said, taking a moment to gather herself as she took a deep breath. Her tight dripping walls were so warm, squeezing your shaft to make sure you weren’t leaving her body anytime soon.

With hands on her slim tight waist you shared exchanged glances of lust, waiting for the pleasure to be delivered equally.

“Ride that cock, baby” you demanded, as if she were looking for your permission. Johyun placed both hands on your chest, flashing a smile as she moved in small motions, using her hips to grind on your cock.

You felt wetness and warmth surrounding your shaft, amplified by every rock of her hips. Johyun took it slow at first, watching herself in the gym mirror.

"I can't believe we're doing this," Johyun said as she rode your cock, establishing a rhythm. Every entrance into her pussy caused a satisfied moan to escape her lips as she took you deep into her body.

Her pace quickened, hips working in smooth movements as she took your shaft inside with ease, juices lubricating to make every motion fluid as could be.

Johyun was so wet and tight around your cock as her perfect large breasts bounced up and down beautifully. You captured both mounds in your hands, squeezing the delightful soft flesh with your fingertips.

You felt your cock bring drenched with juices as Johyun rode you harder, bouncing her ass on your crotch.

With Johyun’s soft breasts in your hands you massaged them, pinching her rosy pink nipples that had stiffened at your touch. You quickly gave each of her voluptuous tits a slap, causing a gasp from Johyun as she tightened around you, signaling her enjoyment.

"Oh fuck, baby. Slap those big tits!"

You did as she asked, slapping each of tits individually in succession several times, pinching her nipples in between. You slapped both tits at the same time over and over, watching the satisfying ripple of soft flesh and the loud smack of flesh on flesh as you left your handprints on the tender skin. Johyun let out several desperate needy moans, her pussy constricting even more around your shaft.

Massaging the now tender skin, you fondled Johyun’s sore breasts, playing with her nipples as you brought your mouth to her chest, kissing each mound before licking stripes up and down her cleavage, tasting the sweat collected already.

She flashed a look of appreciation as you dove in, latching your lips onto each of her sensitive nipples, hungrily sucking each one. Johyun whined as you slurped on her juicy tits, bouncing carelessly on your cock as you covered them in saliva, biting, licking, and sucking on her tits as if you couldn’t ever have your fill.

Johyun became more aggressive, slamming her body down hard on you as her sweaty thighs met your own, each bounce more forceful, more full of wanton desire. You kept your assault on her breasts going, giving teasing flicks against her sensitive nipples as you felt your cock being drowned in her juices.

You ran your hands all over Johyun’s sweaty body, feeling every curve of her perfectly sculpted body. Johyun moved swiftly and grabbed the back of your head, pushing you deep into her cleavage and smothering you with her large heavy breasts, the perfect resting space for your face.

“You’re gonna make me cum, baby!” Johyun cried out, as for the second time you felt it hard to breathe, not that you ever would have complained. Her nails dug into your skull as she forced you deeper into her tits, enjoying being smothered by the softest pair of pillows you’ve ever felt.

Johyun aggressively rode your cock as you tried to ilck whatever flushed skin you could find, wildly moving her hips without a care, the loud slap of skin on skin echoing all around the gym walls.

“Cum on my cock,” you muffled out, feeling the tight dripping walls of Johyun’s needy pussy pulsating around you harshly.

“I-will, f-fuck! I’m cumming, baby!”

It was quick and wordless, moans escaping Johyun’s throat as she rode you to completion. Her bouncing thighs felt so warm and soft as they crashed against your body, as did her delicious buttcheeks smacking against your own skin. In seconds flat Johyun became a loud squirming mess, drenching your crotch with her nectar as her thighs trembled violently. Her warm wet pussy pulsated while you let her have your way with you until her intense orgasm settled down.

You didn’t let up, pumping your shaft inside Johyun to catch up, desperately wanting to chase your own orgasm as well. With the intense pressure around your cock you pumped harshly inside, the slapping of your skin against her own as you fucked her, squeezing her delicious round ass.

“Are you close, baby?” Johyun asked, her voice still frail from her climax as her glazed over eyes struggled to keep open as she flashed a sweet smile.

You answered only with words, bouncing Johyun aggressively on your cock repeatedly as your eyes were unable to focus on anything besides her bouncing tits.

“I want you to cum now. Fill me up and cum inside me, please, baby, please cum for me,” Johyun begged, and it wouldn’t be much longer before she would have her wish.

The air inside the gym grew harder to breathe as you reached those final moments, watching the lustful look inside Johyun’s eyes as you both waited for the inevitable.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, Johyun,” you said the final set of words before the pleasure in your body became too much to handle. With one more set of thrusts you buried your cock deep inside Johyun as your cock throbbed, mercifully emptying several spurts of hot thick semen deep into her walls all the way to her womb and keeping your hands full of her delicious asscheeks.

Johyun kept her eyes on you as you finished emptying your seed deep into her cunt, letting her pussy milk your shaft of every last drop until she had taken everything into her body as your body shook from the pleasure of such an intense orgasm.

“That’s what I like, baby,” Johyun said with a pleased smile, leaning down to give one more kiss before gently lifting her tight naked body from your depleted shaft. Your cock released from her pussy with a loud forceful pop as your freshly deposited load slowly leaked from between Johyun’s thick thighs, releasing a creamy liquid mixture of both of your bodies that escaped from her freshly fucked pussy.

“We really made a mess,” Johyun shyly said, using her tongue to clean off your cock before before grabbing the closest towel and wiping off the workout bench.

“I blame you,” you teased, still catching your breath. “Let’s get out of here and take that shower.”

✦✦

It was a safe assumption to say that Johyun was a bit of a screamer. And there was no better place to let out her lustful emotions than in your shared apartment underneath the hot water currently steaming up your large bathroom.

Water droplets bounced off Johyun’s milky wet skin as you pinned her tight naked body against the shower door, smacking your hips against her ass in a rhythm as you drilled her harshly from behind. Her large round breasts were mashed against the glass surface as her palms flattened against it, desperate to find any outlet for the sharp pleasure running up her spine as she was impaled to the hilt with a thick cock repeatedly without mercy.

“F-fuck, that’s so good! Just like that baby, don’t stop fucking me!” Johyun moaned as your hands squeezed her hips tightly, making sure her body never left your fingers.

Hot water ran down both of your bodies, accentuating the already flawless curves of Johyun’s naked body as the smack of flesh on flesh echoed around the shower walls, mixing with needy screams and cries of pleasure. The shower door shook with every thrust of your shaft, moving in and out of her pussy carelessly as your hands moved from Johyun’s full wide hips up to her soapy wet breasts and squeezed firmly.

“You like being fucked like this?” you growled near Johyun’s ear, feeling her wet walls clenching around your cock in response that brought a smile on your features from ear to ear as your bodies crashed together and you nibbled on her earlobe.

“Y-yes, f-fuck, yes, baby I do!”

While you appreciated Johyun’s love of public sex and the thrill it brought, you vastly preferred fucking her in the privacy and comfort of your apartment, able to freely let out your raw emotions and be as loud as you wanted without bothering anyone else.

You gave Johyun a handful more thrusts before letting your cock slip out of her tight pussy as she whined cutely from being abruptly empty, a feeling that wouldn’t last long thankfully.

Taking a moment to admire the view, every curve and naked flesh of Johyun’s bare body, you rubbed your wet shaft all over the inner flesh of her warm soapy thighs, and she knew just what to do as her thighs closed around your shaft, trapping you in between them - one of your favorite places to be.

Johyun’s sculpted body was nothing but perfect, every body part flawless and worked together to create a work of art. It was regretful to not be able to see Johyun’s big supple breasts, your favorite part of her body if you had to pick one, but being able to fuck her thighs was just as pleasurable to you.

Her thighs brought immense pleasure, just as much as other parts of her body. They were thick, creamy, and most importantly felt amazing wrapped around your dick, you never wanted to leave their comfort.

They felt softer than silk as your cock was sandwiched in between her warm flesh, using her muscles and squeezing tight to keep you trapped inside her thighs, a destination you never wanted to leave.

“Mmm, baby, fuck those thighs,” Johyun pleaded, as your throbbing cock slowy slid in and out of her soft flesh, the body wash left all over her body making it the perfect lubricant to allow the smoothest friction possible. You held onto Johyun’s insanely wide hips, letting out needy groans that echoed as your shaft was being smothered by the softest thing you’ve ever felt and giving off heavenly sensations.

You closed your eyes for just a moment, allowing yourself to fully appreciate the feeling of delicious soft flesh surrounding your cock as your pace increased. When you opened your eyes back up you felt a wetness forming, not just from the shower but the juices from Johyun’s leaking pussy, aiding your ability to thrust even more so and ensuring this was something you were both enjoying.

“That feels so good, baby. Does it feel good for you? Does it feel good to fuck my thighs?” Johyun asked, her legs squeezing even tighter as you gasped at the pleasure that was driving you insane.

You didn’t feel like answering, not that Johyun didn’t already know how good you felt in that moment as every bit of pleasure shot through each section of your body, jolts of electricity putting you in a deep euphoric state.

“I wish I could fuck these thighs forever,” you said, increasing your pace even more as you felt a familiar tightness in your abdomen, a sensation you were equal parts thankful and annoyed at.

“If you work on your stamina maybe you can,” Johyun teased, and you couldn’t think of a better set of motivation.

It was like your body was taunting you as you felt your climax approaching right then, a moment that Johyun couldn’t help but notice, but you still felt the need to announce.

“I’m going to fucking cum,” you hissed, louder than expected.

“Cum for me, baby. Make a mess all over my thighs.”

It really didn’t take much longer. Gripping her hips tightly as you could, you kept the slippery motion going until you knew you had to give in, throbbing between the warm flesh you were trapped between as you shot hot cum onto Johyun’s thighs, grunting with every spurt as the rest of your load sprayed the shower door.

You kept pumping in between Johyun’s thighs as long as you could stand it, never wanting to forget the euphoric feeling as your cock was milked again for the second time. Your thrusts began subsiding until your sensitivity kicked in and you could barely move, resting between Johyun’s warm thighs as you recovered, catching your breath.

You slowly withdrew from the warmth of Johyun as she spun around to meet you, a smile curled on her lips.

“We didn’t get very clean did we?” Johyun said with a cute tilt of her head, grabbing the shower head as she washed the suds off her body.

“I only have you to blame.”

Johyun’s mouth opened in surprise. “Me? You have your share too!” she whined in protest.

“But you seduced me with your body. Like you always do.”

She couldn’t help but giggle. “You caught me. I’m guilty," she said with a perfect smile on such a perfect face as she made sure to wash off every bit of soap before turning off the water.

The two of you stepped out of the shower, Johyun grabbing a towel to tie up her hair while she dried the rest of her body. It didn't take you long to towel off as you headed into the bedroom and flopped face first into the sheets with exhaustion, not even bothering to get dressed.

Johyun stepped out of the shower shortly after, tossing her towel off her hair when she saw your lifeless body on the bed and joining, pressing her body against yours as you could feel her breasts on your back.

"Baby, don't tell me you're going to sleep already. You still need to fuck me some more," she said abruptly.

"You wore me out," you replied, grabbing a pillow and burying your face in it, pretending to sleep.

"Baby…" Johyun whined, rubbing your shoulders and kissing the back of your neck.

"I can't believe we had sex in the gym and nobody caught us," Johyun said.

You lazily flipped around, meeting her gaze as her hands rested on your shoulders.

"We shouldn't have gotten caught since you said nobody goes there at night."

"Usually."

"Usually?" you repeated.

"Nobody showed up the few times I went there, so it was a safe assumption."

"Few times? I thought you went there every night."

"I do, but I just started going there a couple weeks ago," Johyun said, smiling mischievously.

You couldn’t shake the feeling that you had been tricked.

"But you know the neighborhood, right? Nothing but old people?"

"I have no idea, baby. I just go there after work," she said as her grin increased.

"Johyun. We really could have gotten caught-"

"But we didn't, did we?"

"You're bad."

"Oh? Am I?" Johyun asked as she bit the tip of one of her fingertips.

"Yes. My baby was naughty tonight wasn't she?"

"But you love when I'm naughty don't you?"

“You know I do. You’re my naughty little slut,” you said, responding with a quick slap on her bare ass, causing a gasp to escape her lips.

“Are you going to punish your naughty little slut?” Johyun asked, biting her lip deeply and staring into with the deepest gaze.

“I just might do that. How should I punish you?”

“You should fuck me. Fuck me so hard that I can’t walk tomorrow. “

You furrowed an eyebrow in response at such something relatively tame. “But I do that every day, that doesn’t like much of a punishment. “

“Then fuck me here,” Johyun said as she guided one your hands between her plump ass, spreading her cheeks to let you know just where she wanted you. You teased her puckered hole with your middle finger, looking at the look of approval in her eyes.

“Is there where you want it? You want my cock right here?” you asked.

Johyun playfully nodded. “I know you’ve been dying to fuck my ass since we left the gym. Well now you have the chance, don’t you baby?” she asked, gesturing towards the bedside table drawer.

You both smiled together as Johyun climbed off your body, positioning herself onto the bed on her hands and knees while you grabbed a bottle from the drawer. You never got tired of the sight of Johyun’s big round ass as you lined yourself, feeling the blood to your loins again as you were hard as a rock.

Before you did anything you squeezed Johyun’s buttcheeks firmly, giving each one a hard slap as her soft flesh rippled. You gave her beautiful supple ass repeated smacks, the loud crack of your palm on her flesh until her cheeks had a light pink tone on them, continuing to smack Johyun’s plump ass until you were satisfied.

“Is this my punishment?”

“Of course not, baby. I know you love this too much.”

You caught a smirk on Johyun’s face as she looked over her shoulder, watching as you continued slapping her ass under her skin was sore, rubbing your hands all over her skin to soothe out the stinging sensations.

“I do love it,” Johyun said, wiggling her ass cheeks as you continued caressing her tender skin.

“But I’ll love it even more when you put that cock in my ass,” she said with a devilish smile that you returned. You lubed up her tight puckered hole and your shaft, admiring what a perfect backside she had as you gave her body a gentle push. Johyun got the hint, sliding her long legs under your body and laying flat on her stomach, allowing you to take her at your mercy as her naked body was completely prone.

You positioned yourself carefully after taking a moment to admire Johyun’s full supple ass and the soft cheeks you were about to drive yourself deep into, spreading your thighs wide and resting them on the outside of her ass.

You gave her full tender cheeks another smack with both hands and brought your shaft in the middle of them, gently thrusting in between the warmth and softness of her flesh, sampling the appetizer before you were about to have the main course. With your slick cock in one hand you lined yourself up with the puckered hole waiting patiently for you, holding a hip with the other as you teased Johyun’s back entrance you were about to enter.

“Put it in my ass already, baby,” Johyun whined, sharing your impatience as your tip rubbed against the rim of her ass. Pushing carefully, you let out a light moan as you entered Johyun’s tight asshole with your tip, watching it slowly sink inside as you penetrated her more intimate area.

Johyun took a deep breath as her muscles relaxed, allowing you to push deeper into her ass with ease. This wasn’t the first time you had partaken in anal sex. Hell it wasn’t even the first time that week that you had entered her tighter hole. Johyun loved anal as much as you did thankfully, with an ass like hers that she was proud of it wasn’t surprising that she loved it being filled, wanting you to take her in her butt just as much as her other holes.

“You can go deeper, baby,” Johyun said, a set of words that you were always happy to hear as you filled her more inch by inch as her ass swallowed up more of your shaft. The tightness you felt squeezing your shaft as you pushed in deeper was like nothing else you’ve felt. Her ass was so much tighter than her pussy, which already was incredibly tight hugging your cock and refusing to let go. Each inch that entered Johyun’s body was clenched tight, fitting perfectly inside her until you had filled her up to the hilt.

You gave her a moment to adjust to your length, which wasn’t necessary as expected.

“F-fuck, baby you feel so good inside me. Fuck my ass, baby.”

You didn’t have to be told twice. You held onto her wide hips and began thrusting in and out of her incredibly tight ass, feeling the deep clench of your shaft with every movement. You didn’t bother with any type of build up, you knew she didn’t need it as you gave hard forceful thrusts into her ass, using the power in your hips as your cock stretched her tight little hole.

“How does that ass feel, baby?” Johyun asked.

“So good. You’re so fucking tight, baby,” you replied as you formed a rhythm, moving in and out of Johyun’s super tight asshole at a steady pace.

“Harder, baby. Pound my ass.”

You wanted nothing more as you held onto both of her delicious ass cheeks for leverage and upped your pace, pressing your fingers into the soft flesh as your hips smacked against her ass, causing the bed to squeak loudly with every motion.

“Oh fuck, just like that, baby. That cock feels so good in my ass.“

You were losing your mind at how good the pleasure felt. Your lubed cock slid in and out to the hilt with each thrust, the loud slap of flesh on flesh filled the room as you pounded into Johyun’s tight little hole. Her face was buried into the mattress as her hands formed tight fists, squeezing the bed sheets desperately and trying to find an outlet for the intense pleasure as you impaled her repeatedly.

“You’re so deep in my ass, don’t stop!” Johyun cried out, as you were giving her body the hardest thrusts possible. Her cries, moans, and gasps were every bit of encouragement you needed as you slammed into her ass, using every bit of force to make sure she felt every bit of your cock.

You loved being this rough with Johyun, and judging by the constant stream of drawn-out moans she loved it just as much, taking every thrust so well.

“Oh god, baby, I love when you fuck me like this. Keep fucking my ass, don’t stop until you cum in it!”

Well, you certainly didn’t want to disappoint her. You held onto her shoulders as you pounded into her tight gripping asshole, the bed shaking wildly underneath each harsh thrust in a way you weren’t sure it was going to hold.

Sweat began misting on your body, dripping down your forehead as you kept up the merciless pace. You were giving Johyun everything you had as she moaned lustfully with every thrust, taking every inch of your cock so well and not wanting you to let up.

“I’m so close, baby,” you moaned out as you continued pounding her ass roughly as possible, feeling the hot tightness of her hole as you used it for your pleasure, causing the flesh of her big ass to ripple as you pumped in and out of her.

“Cum inside me, baby. Fill my ass.”

“I fucking will,” you growled back, slamming into Johyun’s ass as hard as you could, losing your self control as you drilled into her hot tight hole and savored those final moments. It was so rough, so raw, so animalistic that you couldn’t help last that much longer.

It took just a handful of thrusts more before you reached your limits, throbbing inside Johyun as you sent spurts of thick hot cum deep into her impossibly tight ass, filling her up to the brim. The two of you moaned together as your shaft continued emptying into Johyun, draining your balls as her body milked you dry of every drop, making sure you didn’t leave a single drop outside.

You rested for several moments, attempting to catch your breath as you press your body against Johyun, kissing her neck several times just below her ear, sharing a chorus of heaving breathing and gasps.

“Baby...you came so much inside me,” Johyun said proudly as you kissed her shoulders and upper back. “It’s so warm…”

When you feel your breathing had normalized, you slowly slipped your shaft out of Johyun’s backside an inch at a time. You watched your generous load leaking out of Johyun’s gaping asshole and dripping down her thighs, a warm thick stream that flowed freely and spilled onto the sheets.

“You made me cum so much,” you replied, crashing besides her onto the mattress in an exhausted heap.

“Wanna go again?” Johyun teased, running a finger through her messy thighs to collect a sample of your freshly given semen before taking it into her mouth and sucking it clean. You were too exhausted to formulate any type of response, and Johyun took your silence as an answer as her sweaty body rested against yours.

“You really did a number on me, baby,” Johyun said, her massive breasts resting on your chest as she smiled sweetly at you.

You could only stare at Johyun’s beauty, trying to think of anything to say but finding words difficult in that moment. Sometimes it was better off this way. You didn’t care how long it took to work on your stamina, knowing that it meant countless hours of sex with Johyun was the best possible way to train.

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ruzek-halstead · 4 years ago

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"running is supposed to be good for your health except i seem to have sprained my ankle and i took you out with me i’m so sorry"

runner julie/innocent bystander luke

masterlist || ao3

Julie doesn't run.

She can go to the gym, no problem.

Lift some weights? Hell yes. Mess around on the machines? You got it.

But cardio?

She would genuinely rather be beaten to death with a yoga ball.

But alas, there she was, dressed in black leggings, a matching sports bra and windbreaker. Her best friend Flynn had somehow convinced her to run a ten kilometre marathon for charity (guilted her, was more like it), so she had no choice but to force herself to get into shape and not embarrass herself on the day of the run.

Today happened to be a particularly ugly day. It had rained the majority of the night, and the morning was dark, cloudy and windy. Julie's favourite weather. So, if she was going to run, she would do it while she was in a good mood.

She was only in a good mood for about ten minutes after she started her run. It had literally only been ten minutes and she was out of breath and about to call an uber to pick her up off the side of the curb.

That is, until she found herself sprawled across the pavement and cursing in pain.

"Oh — fuck!"

"Mother of —"

And because Julie had the best of lucky of anyone she had ever met, not only did she wipe out on the pavement, she also managed to take down a completely innocent bystander too.

All she could feel was searing pain coming from her right ankle. Her adrenaline was still high and she couldn’t feel any of the additional scrapes on her body. She could, however, feel the hard and lean body underneath her considering she was sprawled half over it.

"What the fuck?" She heard a deep voice mumble.

Julie attempted to maneuver herself off the stranger, squeaking when she placed pressure on her ankle. “Exercise, they said,” she muttered angrily, pushing her hands down on the stranger’s chest to propel herself up. The stranger grunted, but she ignored it. “It's healthy, they said. Healthy my ass.”

Julie dragged herself across the pavement, detaching herself from the body she collided with. She was finally able to get a good look. The stranger was tall (she could tell because he was lying flat on his back against the pavement), he was also incredibly muscular and Julie was amazed she was able to knock him down. She forcefully pushed up on her knees, ignoring the searing pain, and peeked at his facial features. His hazel eyes were opened wide, and his mouth was still muttering profanities.

He was easily the most beautiful man she had ever seen in her life.

And she had just knocked him to the ground. She literally just opened herself up to a lawsuit. But he was so mesmerizing, she couldn’t even focus on that.

“Shit — are you okay?” Julie asked in a hoarse voice. "Oh my god, I think you’re bleeding. Fuck.”

Her statement seemed to grab his attention as he followed her eye line to his chest, where there were little splatters of blood. He wasted no time in sitting up and lifting up his shirt (with cut off sleeves) to inspect his (amazingly) sculpted abs.

If Julie wasn’t lightheaded and faint from her fall, she sure as hell was now.

She was too focused on his abs to notice there were no actual lacerations to cause the blood. He tugged his shirt back down and sent her an apprehensive look. “I don’t think this blood is mine.”

This time, Julie followed his eyes to her hands, where she flipped them over to reveal her bloody palms. She must have injured them when she hit the ground, attempting to stabilize herself over the stranger (the absolutely gorgeous stranger). And she must have gotten it all over his shirt when she used him to upright herself.

“Shit, I’m so sorry,” she apologized, her shoulders sagging in defeat. She was generally a clumsy person, but she usually only injured herself; it was very rare she took someone down with her. “I was just trying to train for this marathon, but clearly I suck at running and I’m ninety-seven percent sure I’ve broken my ankle,” she rushed out all in one breath; her hazel-eyed stranger was staring at her with bewildered eyes. “Which I guess is karma, but fuck, this shit hurts.”

Her stranger frowned, casting a look behind Julie to her ankle. She was still positioned uncomfortably on her knees, and she was pleasantly surprised when he stood up, dusted himself off and offered her a hand.

“No, it’s okay,” Julie shrugged him off, dramatically gesturing to herself. “I deserve this. Just let me sit here and wallow in pain.”

Initially, he looked confused, but his expression morphed into amusement as he held his hand out even further. He raised an eyebrow, as if daring her to refuse again.

Meekly, she took his hand and allowed him to haul her up, placing most of her weight on her left foot.

“You really want to help me?” Julie mumbled, as he pulled her along the sidewalk. She had no idea where he was leading her but she was too busy rambling to care. “I basically just assaulted you. Oh god, please don’t sue me; I’m still paying off my student loans!”

He chuckled and said, “I’m not going to sue you. At least, not yet.”

“That isn’t funny,” she retorted, “I literally have nothing offer you.”

For the first time since they’d started walking (re: hobbling in Julie's condition), they finally stopped. He had brought her over to a jeep parked on the street; she wondered if it was his.

Oh no, is this where she gets kidnapped by the handsome stranger? Is this like a Ted Bundy type situation?

Julie didn’t get much more time to ponder her gorgeous stranger’s serial killer capabilities, because he turned to her with a mind-blowing smirk that had all logic vanishing from her brain.

“I'm sure we can work something out.”

Julie paused, begging her brain to begin functioning again. “I’m going to be honest. You’re giving off some serial killer vibes right now.”

His smirk dropped and he frowned. “What? I’m not a serial killer. Why would you say that?”

“I don’t really know,” she blurted, “I think my brain is short-circuiting because you’re really attractive and I am in so much pain, and I don’t really know what I’m doing right now.”

“Let’s start over,” he shook his head with a hint of an amused smile on his lips. “My name is Luke, you ran me over a few minutes ago. Remember that?”

Julie frowned, but she was secretly delighted at his ability to be sarcastic, even in the most inappropriate of times. “Yes, I remember that. I have a current reminder that won’t let me forget about that,” she motioned to her bum ankle. It was swollen and purple and it just looked overall disgusting; definitely not meet cute material.

“Here’s a little about me,” Luke started and Julie furrowed her eyebrows; this conversation was getting away from her. And her ankle hurt so damn bad. “I happen to like aggressive women. Maybe not to the point where they’re physically violent, but I think I can work with it.”

Julie stared at him, dumbfounded.

“I’m sorry, what?”

He seemed to ignore her. “I should probably get you to the hospital to check out that ankle,” he replied, opening the passenger door to his jeep. “I’m assuming you’ll want to be pain-free for our date.”

Julie allowed him to grab her hand and help her into his truck. “I’m sorry, what?”

Luke dropped his right eyelid in a wink. “Sorry, was I not clear enough?"

“I literally just attacked you on the sidewalk. What the hell is going on?”

“Do you want to tell me your name yet?” He asked as he swung around to the driver’s seat.

Julie's jaw was still hanging open. “My name is Julie but I’m still s—”

“Julie,” he turned to her with genuine, bright hazel eyes. “Would you like to go on a date with me?”

The brunette sputtered, attempting not to choke on her own spit. “Is this seriously happening right now?”

“Yes.”

“I'm not hallucinating, or I don’t have a concussion?”

“I don’t think you hit your head. Unless you’re on some sort of drugs I don’t know about?”

“You seriously want to go out with the crazy girl who took you down on the street?”

Luke shot her a fond smile. “It’ll be one hell of a story to tell.”

As if she wasn’t convinced from the first second she collided with him, she grinned and replied, “hell yes, I'll go out with you."

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theonetheycallhannah · 4 years ago

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The Treatment of Capt. Syverson-Chapter One: Evaluation

Pairing: Captain “Sy” Syverson x OFC (Shane Benton)

Shane Benton gets a new patient, veteran “Sy” Syverson. He’s one of the most complex cases she’s had, in more ways than one. She thinks he’s already starting to like her and what’s worse...she feels the same.

Word Count: 2.3k

Warnings: None, really, mentions of war and trauma and some hate on the Chicago Cubs, but like…it’s not MEAN! (I’m a Missouri girl, and for the purposes of this fic, Sy is a Missouri boy, and we will bleed for our sports teams. Lol!)

A/N: Inspired by this post right here, and hopefully turning into some splendid fluffy and smutty stuff for my lovely Cavillry babes all around including the two that essentially forced me into this. Lol! (I’m thinking I’ll have at least three or four more chapters.

Disclaimer: Unfortunately for me, Henry is not mine, le sigh, and all mention of him, his characters, or his precious doggy, Kal, are strictly for transformative and recreational use. I neither ask for, nor accept payment for the work I post on Tumblr or AO3.

Tags: @onlyhenrys @cavillryarchive

Let me know if you wish to be added to the list! I’m happy to do it!

Shane was working on her morning's notes as she scarfed down her lunch. So many hand's-on patients made for a busy so called "lunch hour." Time which their boss was always reminded them was only half for their personal use, and could be taken away if census demanded. She was pretty sure it wasn't legal to make such threats, but thankfully, the secretaries usually had the therapists backs.

As she typed, she got a notification in her messenger app.

Just a head's up, your 1:30 is such a major babe I could barely look at him while I checked him in, so good luck with that.

Heather, one of her best friends in the office, had warned her, as she always did when there was a potential problem with a patient.

Oh, and his KOOS score is 27.5! Yikes! Shit, she'd seen arthritic grandparents with better scores on that test, which essentially rated your ability with the affected knee. Ideal was 100. She pulled up his chart review to see what she was getting herself into with this guy.

Tricare insurance, so, a vet. And only a year older than she was, so, recent discharge, or even active duty. She pulled up his order…shit. Traumatic tear of the anterior cruciate ligament. With damage to the medial collateral ligament as well. And a patellar dislocation. Repairs had been done, but this guy was in bad shape. He was going to be coming a while.

She replied to Heather.

Damn, that's bad. I'm looking at his order, and I'm already thinking I'm gonna want to try to keep him on my schedule if we can. And three times a week. If not with me, Jordan, if he's got openings. Can you start working on that when you have time?

Sure thing…I think you'll be glad you kept him on your caseload once you get a look at his face…and like all of him. Even on crutches, he's tall as shit!

Heather, come on. I'm a professional. I have a doctorate ffs. Lol

You also have a uterus, to the best of my knowledge, and it's about to explode. Promise.

Haha, okay. I'll be out for Prince Charming in about ten. Lemme pop a breath mint and run a brush through my hair.

Good call.

Shane did just that, but still pulled her dark hair back into her customary functional high ponytail, made sure there was no stray food on her shirt, and headed out of her treatment room for her patient.

As she walked down the hall to the waiting area to get him, she noticed a slumped and bearded figure leaning forward on a set of crutches, a KC Chiefs baseball cap slipping up off of his forehead revealing short cropped dark hair. She smiled at his repping one of her home teams, and stepped up to him, greeting him warmly, but formally.

"Mr. Syverson?"

"Ma'am." he said, as he adjusted his cap and stood immediately at attention, still relying on the crutches, but making himself as tall as possible. He really was a soldier. Despite her proximity to Fort Leonard Wood here in St. Robert, Missouri, she didn't see many military men.

"Hi, My name is Shane. I'm a physical therapist. I'm going to be working with you today."

"Oh, okay. They told me my therapists name was Shane, I figured…"

"Yeah, I get that a lot. Don't worry, I act like one of the guys. You'll hardly notice."

"I doubt that." he muttered, but she ignored it. She didn't know which would be worse. Him being a macho chauvinist who couldn't deal with a female therapist, or having a crush on her and making things weird. She'd had both. And it never ended well for her.

"Well, let's go have a chat in the treatment room."

They walked toward the room she'd just left, and when they arrived, she asked him to set on her plinth mat.

"Could you please verify your date of birth for me? Gotta make sure I got the right patient in here."

"May the 5th, 1983."

"Thanks, and the last four of your social?"

He told her, quietly, and against her will, a shiver ran up her spine at the softness the bear of a man exhibited in his voice when trying to maintain privacy. But she kept her composure.

"Excellent." she began typing her eval note, and asking him questions. He began telling the harrowing story of the mission, the mission that effectively ended his career in the military as he knew it. At lest, what he could tell her. Obviously some of it was classified, but certain details she would need to know in order to know how he it and how to treat him. She could tell he was trying to hold it together. Reliving the trauma was probably triggering to an extent. Her heart went out for the broad-chested, blue-eyed man.

"God, that's incredible. The fact that you're alive is amazing, Mr. Syverson."

"I go by Sy, ma'am. And as aware as I am of that, it's tough to feel good about it when some friends in my squad weren't so lucky." he examined the pattern on the tile floor as he rubbed the heel of his hand against the wide thigh of his injured leg. A nervous habit, she presumed. She had similar quirks.

"That must be difficult for you." she knew she was getting off-track from what she needed for her SOAP note, but after all, he was going to be on her caseload exclusively for the foreseeable future. She'd have time to flesh out the goals and basically finish the eval next visit.

"Yeah, but I know there's a lotta guys' got it worse'n me, ma'am."

"We think that should make it better, but it never does. And if I'm calling you 'Sy,' you have to cut the ma'am business. It's Shane, even to my patients." she smiled.

"Sorry, m--sorry. Habits die hard."

"Just like John McClean." she chuckled, not expecting him to get her ridiculous movie humor. But he laughed.

"Did you just make a Die Hard reference?" he smiled, and the sunshine of it paired with the stunning blue of his eyes nearly sent her flying into the wall. Thankfully, she had something to occupy her gaze in the form of her laptop, where she tried to document on him.

"Did you just get one of my movie references? Because nobody around here appreciates that I'm a total movie nerd. I'm wasted on these people."

"Ya know, maybe you're right about feeling like I'm getting PT from a guy." he chuckled.

"I told ya!" she laughed, but tried not to let her heart sink too far.

The evaluation continued with her doing strength and range of motion measurements on his knee. "Okay, push against my hand…now resist when I push…now bring your foot back against my hand…and resist when I pull." she did this with both sides to compare relative strength. "Great job. Okay, I'm going to see how much range you have in your knee. Lay back on the table for me, please." she thought she saw a flirty glint in his eye, but again, she ignored it. She had a job to do. And it was to hold this goniometer up to his knee and see how many degrees of flexion and extension this man had in the joint while trying not to think any salacious thoughts about the thigh connected to it.

"Okay, now, listen, Sy, I know it goes against your instinct, but I'm looking for pain-free range of motion, here, so don't be a hero. Don't move it farther than you can without hurting it. And let me know if it starts to hurt when I move it."

"Yes, ma'am." he winked.

"I'll let that one slide, I guess." she giggled. She concentrated on the numbers she was getting from the big protractor, and typing them into her eval, and not the man lying before her.

"Okay, I'm gonna get the other knee now to compare for goals."

He nodded.

"Were you pretty active before this happened?" she was more or less making small talk, as she could tell by the condition of the rest of his body that he was incredibly fit.

"Yes, m--yes, I was. We had a gym on base, nothin' like what y'all have here, just some machines and a few free weights."

"No bikes or treadmills or anything?" She herself liked the elliptical, but knew it was a considered more of a girl's machine in the gym world.

"Nah, with electric being spotty where we were stationed, we sorta had to…get creative, I guess you could say, for cardio." she let it slide, apparently there was an inside joke to which she wasn't privy.

"Right, understandable. Well, here, we don't have to get that creative. I'm gonna put you on some equipment gradually, and just warm up the knee, then get to work on joint mobilization and myofascial release. But at this point in Dr. Potter's protocol, he only wants gentle stretching and weight bearing as tolerated. We can start a bit of strengthening after next week."

"So, you think I'll be back to running anytime soon?"

"We can make that a goal, Sy, because I can absolutely get you there. But you're going to have to take it slow. You've got not one, but three major injuries we have to contend with, and there is major trauma in there. But it will heal. With time and effort. And like I said, don't be a hero. The number one rule of therapy is 'if it hurts, don't do it.'"

"I'll hold you to that, m--Shane."

"You're a quick study, Sy. I think you'll be alright. Looks like Heather's put some appointments in for you already. If any of them don't work, call us, and we'll try to get them swapped. I'd like to keep you on my schedule as much as possible, but if there's a conflict in your schedule, any of our therapists will be terrific. And I'll make sure they're looking at your chart and protocol thoroughly before seeing you."

"Sounds like a plan to me."

"Okay, I'm gonna print out your schedule for you, and a few exercise handouts I'd like you to work on, especially on days you don't come here. And I'll know if you don't do them, because you won't have improved…so, you better do them."

"Yes, ma'am." she half expected a salute. She rolled her eyes.

"Okay, maybe I'll give you three strikes on the ma'am thing."

"Baseball fan, too?"

"Not that three strikes is so obscure that I'd have to be to know it, but, yes! Major St. Louis Cardinals fan."

"I knew I was gonna like you from the start. Although, being brought up 'round Kansas City m'self, I'm more of a Royals fan."

"Hey, only time I don't root for KC is when they're playing my Redbirds. And even if my team loses to them, it hurts less than if they lose to, say…the Cubs." they shared a scowl of disdain for the Chicago team. "Although, I was happy for them and their fans when they won the series back in 16."

"Yeah, I guess we could afford to let them win one in a hundred years…I'm hoping their next one comes long after I'm in the ground." he chuckled.

"Can't have them getting a big head, can we?"

"Nope! Sure can't!" they both laughed at their mutual interest in dissing rival sports teams.

"Okay, I'll be right back with those handouts." she ran to the office all in one machine to grab the papers she'd printed for him, making sure they were all his and not another patient's. She put them in one of their folders and headed back to her room where he sat on the mat, waiting for her with a smile under his rather impressive beard.

"Before I let you out of here, what questions can I answer for you about what we did today?"

"Oh, uh, nothing comes to mind. You explained everything really well. Did you look at my schedule? Am I with you all the time?"

"Hmm, let's see here, looks like the next two, yes, but I'm off next week, so Heather put you with Jordan, which is what I asked her to do. You two will work great together and he's got a great instinct for injuries like this. And I'll talk to him before I leave. He's one of the best PTAs I've ever worked with, I promise."

"I guess, if you have to take a vacation. I'll see you next time though."

"I'm looking forward to it. That's when the real work will begin, Sy. And our number is on in this paperwork if you have questions, and I've put my card in here, too." they shook hands, and he grabbed the folder from her.

She saw him out of the room and into the lobby. She'd finished with him a bit early, but her next one was already waiting. She needed a break. To collect herself. To breathe.

"Jason! Hey! Go on and get on the recumbent bike, level two. Ride until I get there. We'll get a lot done today if you're already warmed up. I've got a note to finish. And then I'll be in. I should be 15 or less."

While the 19 year old with a torn meniscus hopped to her instructions, she went back to her computer to attempt to finish Sy's eval and pretend that she didn't already have a serious and intense crush on him. This was going to be a long twelve weeks…at least.

Up Next: Chapter Two-Therapeutic Procedure

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srhlsx · 4 years ago

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* implied nsfw at the end

master | CHAPTER 1 | chapter 2

Fiddling with the keys in one hand, you shrugged your bag higher up on your shoulders while trying not to drop the pieces of toast in your other hand. When you’d gotten to the ground floor of your apartment complex and walked out to the main road of your neighborhood, the sun beat down and warmed your face.

You breathed in the morning air with a small smile and began your walk towards the bus stop a few blocks away. At first it took some time to get used to breathing in the combination of smoke and greasy foods, compared to the fresh cool air of where you had previously lived. Over the months of living in San Juan, the smell of the area you lived in became comforting and familiar.

The bus didn’t stop directly at the arena, but instead a few blocks away, so you were able to enjoy the sun and open air a little more before entering work for the next few hours. You entered through the employee entrance, stopping in the small space designated as your office to drop off your things. After slipping out of your sandals and into the clean athletic sneakers you always kept at the arena, you grabbed your binder of player information and notes and began your way through the facility halls.

Saying hello to a few of the other team workers, you made your way into the strength and conditioning room that seemed like your second home in this city. You could hear the sound of deep voices yelling, grunting, and laughing along with the sound of numerous weight machines banging together after being used. The deep bass of the music blasted through speakers and rattled your chest as you walked through the doors, a chorus of cheers and greetings also met your ears. Some were in languages you knew, a few slipped into their own native tongues but you understood the meaning.

You greeted one of your coworkers, a middle aged man who was the lead strength and conditioning coach for the team and your direct superior. He handed you a clipboard with a small stack of papers that held player information important to your role.

You’d only been on the job for about four months at this point, but you felt that you had gotten a good hold on things. You struck gold right out of your master’s program, applying on a wing and a prayer for the job as assistant conditioning coach and head nutritionist for a professional volleyball team in Argentina. You remembered the day they had called you saying they wanted to fly you out and get started right away, having found living arrangements and everything for you already. You accepted without hesitation, packed your things, and said goodbye to your parents only a few weeks after graduation.

Now, here you were. Surrounded by a team of athletes who adored you and a professional staff who took you seriously.

Calling out to a few players, you instructed them to follow you for their own conditioning set. Being that there were more players than trainers available you and the other coach usually had them break off into smaller groups for specific needs to accomplish more in the time you had available before they needed to start their actual practice.

“(Y/n), I think you've gotten prettier since yesterday.” You rolled your eyes with a grin at the tall blonde who had spoke to you with a broken accent. He grinned back at you playfully, taking a seat at the weight machine that you motioned towards.

“Flattery will not lighten the load of work I have for you,” You swatted at him with the clipboard in your hands and told him to get going on his reps. He grunted out a reply and did as he was told, giving a joking but knowing look to his teammates as well.

“You’re not her type,” One of the other players said as he came up behind to support the weight should his teammate need assistance. “Too old.”

You had to laugh a little behind your clipboard as the weights were noisily dropped back into the resting place as he sat up quickly. “Old?” He cried out. “I’m younger than you!”

“Hey!” You called out, catching their attention right away. “Focus more on your training than my love life or I’m placing both of you on double cardio for a week.”

“You wouldn’t…” They both looked at you skeptically, their faces having matching expressions of skepticism as they waited to see if you were serious.

You glanced down at the papers in your hands and flipped through them dramatically. You clicked the pen you held and pretended to write copious notes with a flourish, making an emphasis on your finishing mark and then looking up at them.

You sent them a flat, closed lip smile. “Done.”

“Hey,” You looked up from where you had been scribbling some notes on a player’s conditioning log in your office. A few had passed by already, done with their practice for the day and peeked in to say their goodbyes as they almost always did. Your eyes fell on a welcoming sight, the tall frame of one of the younger players on the team greeted you at your door. “We still on for tonight?”

The way he spoke, like there was a secret shared only between the two of you, made you smile as you leaned back in your chair. Well, it was a secret for the most part, the organization you worked for wouldn't necessarily mind, but it wouldn’t be the best for either of your careers should something bad ever happen.

You nodded your head, “Yes, but you have to promise to not distract me, we missed two episodes last time.”

“I’ll do my best,” He flashed an award-winning, shit-eating grin in your direction, bracing his hands on either side of the doorway and leaning forward as he winked at you. You had to roll your eyes at his playfulness, biting the inside of your cheek as you eyed him with a glint in your own eyes as you thought back to when all this had even started.

“(Y/n)! Hey~”

You were still unpacking a few random items around your office, you hadn’t been expecting a space of your own when you accepted the job so setting things up was still taking time. You turned around to greet whoever was knocking at your opened door, pushing your hair over one shoulder and stretching out your back as you came up to your full height.

“Hey Tooru,” You smiled at the figure in your doorway. He stood cooly opposite you, leaning against the doorframe without a care in the world. “Sorry, uh Oikawa. What’s up?”

“Tooru is fine. Well, I was seeing what you were up to tonight?” He asked, flashing you a dazzling smile that you’d been subject to a few times from a distance since starting your job with the volleyball club about a month earlier. “Maybe dinner? It’s nice finally having someone my age around, I’ve been the kid for too long.”

You squinted your eyes at him as you crossed your arms across your chest and leaned back against your desk. “Hector from marketing is our age,” You smirked, having an inkling of an idea where he was going with things but wanting to get him to actually say it out loud. “Why don’t you ask him to hang out?”

“Because I don’t want to get dinner with Hector from marketing.” He stated bluntly, lifting an eyebrow with an expression that read ‘You know what I mean’.

And did you ever.

“You bastard,” You mumbled against the pair of lips that were pressed against your own. They moved down to your neck, biting and sucking as they traveled which caused you to let out a moan in pleasure when he finally reached that spot below your ear. “You pr-promised not to-”

Your own gasp cut off your voice as Oikawa rolled his hips against yours, pressing you more firmly into his bed. Feeling his lips form into a smirk against your skin, you pulled a hand away from tugging at his hair and swatted the back of his head, making him laugh.

“I never promised,” He said, leaning back on his knees. His hands slowly dragged up your thighs and grabbed at the pair of cotton shorts you had worn over to his place that night. Playing with the hem and tickling the skin at your hip, making you squirm, he continued to smirk down at you.

You wiggled to lift your hips so he could tug the clothing down your legs, his head bending forward to press feather light kisses to the skin of your thighs as his fingers trailed along. The feeling of his touch left goosebumps in its wake, making the breath in your lungs shudder with anticipation. Your arms lifted behind you in a much needed cat stretch, your back arching and legs unwrapping themselves from around his hips as he began to slide further down the bed. His fingers gripped at the skin of your legs, getting a firm grasp on them as he lowered his head between them and nipped a trail of small bites up and down.

You hummed in satisfaction, very much enjoying where things were going until you felt Oikawa stop his caressing and prop his chin up on your stomach right below your belly button. “Yes?” You pulled your head up, reaching down to cradle his cheek with your hand.

“I’m just not sure this is within my diet,” He joked, looking up at you with a playful expression.

“I think I can make an exception,” You stated bluntly and pushed against his face. Oikawa laughed and gave your hand a light peck on the palm before dipping lower.

Your fingers wound their way into his hair and tugged. The sound of the two of your moans filled the space of the small apartment bedroom and carried on into the rest of the night.

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Should… | Tom Hiddleston x OFC (Emma Masters) | Chapter 3 | ... I Let This Happen?

Pairing: Tom Hiddleston x Emma Masters

Summary: Five years ago, Emma Masters just landed her first big acting gig on a soap opera. While it is not much, it is an opportunity to grow. While out celebrating, she meets up with a fellow actor, Tom Hiddleston. While she doesn’t recognize any of his work, the two hit it off. Before they know, they are getting hot and heavy in the elevator up to Tom’s room. Like ships passing in the night, the two never manage to meet again.Now five years later, Emma is a heavy hitter in the prime time drama world and Tom is a Golden Globe winning movie star. Their paths cross again but things have changed. Will they do what they should or fall to their deepest desires?

This Chapter: Emma gets to the restaurant and realizes her mistake. Should she let this happen or tell the Tom the truth? And what will be the consequences?

Warnings: smut, vaginal sex, fingering, drunk sex, oral sex, cheating, unhealthly relationships

Once the car pulled up to Casa Vega, Emma realized her mistake.

“Maybe we should just call it a night?” Emma offered. “I’m sure you’re exhausted from the auditions all day.”

Tom grinned back to her.

“Nonsense. We are here to celebrate. Besides,” Tom rubbed his hand on Emma’s thigh. “I am dying to catch up with you.” Emma feigned a smile. In her mind, the right thing to do was to go home, but her heart said to throw caution to the wind.

As Tom opened the door and held his hand out to her, Emma’s heart won out. What harm ever came from dinner?

The greeter sat the two of them in a small booth in the back, far from the prying eyes of the other patrons. Tom took the opportunity, sliding right next to Emma. His heat radiated through his jeans and straight onto Emma’s thigh. She felt her cheeks flush.

“Is it hot in here?” she asked, shaking her shirt to create a breeze.

“Feel fine to me. Perhaps you just need something to drink.”

As if on cue, the waiter appeared.

“Bulleit Whiskey, neat. Please.” Tom ordered.

“I… I will take a seltzer with lime.” Emma responded. What she really wanted was a margarita. Maybe two to get through the night.

Tom grimaced at Emma.

“That doesn’t sound like the girl I met five years ago. I half expected you to order one of those fishbowl margaritas.”

Emma chuckled at the thought of drinking half a bottle of tequila as she sipped her water.

“Tequila is off limits. Makes me bloat.”

“Says who?” Tom countered, his brows knitted above his nose. Emma changed from the girl he met in New York.

“My trainer.” she snapped back. “He keeps my nutrition pretty dialed in.”

Emma hated the diet Bryce kept her on. No gluten, no dairy, no refined sugar, no alcohol, and no fun. She realized the importance to keep in shape for roles but every so often she wanted to let loose and eat a cupcake.

“That sounds dreadful.” Tom scrunched his nose up at restricting a diet.

Emma shrugged.

“It’s not bad once you get used to it.” She lied. She never got used to it.

“I can’t imagine going through life without eating a cookie once in a while.”

Emma chuckled at the memory of Tom and Cookie Monster. “Me want cookie.” she giggled.

“Precisely. We all need to live a little.”

The waiter appeared with the drinks. Emma looked over to Tom who held his glass up. She turned to the waiter.

“On second thought, can I get a white wine sangria?”

The waiter nodded and took off to fetch the drink. Tom nudged Emma with his shoulder.

“That’s my girl. A toast…” Emma held up her first drink as Tom continued, “… to the beginning of a beautiful work relationship and rekindling an old friendship.” The two of them clinked glasses and Emma took a sip as did Tom.

“So…” Emma started, “what’s new with you?” Emma dropped her head. What a stupid question! “I didn’t mean… Obviously�� you are doing the movie.” She huffed. “I’ll shut up now.”

Tom’s head fell back in laughter.

“Are you nervous, Em?” Tom rubbed her shoulders. “Why on earth are you nervous? It’s not like I haven’t already seen you naked.”

Emma gave a nervous chuckle. Why on earth was she nervous? It’s dinner with an old friend, nothing more. “You’re right. I don’t know what is wrong with me.” She took a big swig of her sangria and felt her nerves melt away.

“Right.” Tom said as he rubbed her knee. “Silver Sable, you must be proud.”

Emma smiled at the mention of her character. “I am. She is the best character I ever played.”

“I appreciate the feeling. If you ever need help with those daggers...” Tom flipped his silverware for effect.

Emma giggled. “You will be my first call, promise.”

With that, the two of them ordered food and continued talking. Tom’s hand worked its way from her knee to lower thigh. He gave a playful squeeze during the conversation every so often, each time sparking something inside Emma. Why is he so handsome?

Once the food arrived, both dug in with gusto. When the waiter cleared the plates, and Tom paid the bill, Emma lingered in the booth. She didn’t want the evening to end. Tom slid out of the booth and offered his hand to her, which she gladly took. When they stepped out, a blast of night chill hit them. Emma shivered. She did not pack a jacket, not expecting such a late evening.

“Cold?” Tom questioned.

“A touch.”

“Let’s see if we can’t warm you up.”

Tom rubbed Emma’s arm with vigor. She felt warmth emanate from the palms of his hands. She gave a small smile as he looked up at him. Tom tilted his head and before Emma said a word, Tom pressed his lips to hers. Warmth flowed from her lips through her entire body and against her better judgment, she flung her arms over Tom’s neck and pulled him in deeper.

This is wrong! a small voice in her head screamed. But her need to be wanted and desired drowned out the voices of her better angels. Tom pulled away.

“Better?”

“Yeah.” Emma breathed. “Um… I need to get home.”

Tom looked at his watch. “Shit! Me too. Big day tomorrow. I’m not just the male lead, but also an executive producer.” Tom led her back to the car. During the ride back to the studio, the two of them didn’t make much conversation. Tom focused on the road and Emma went over the whole scene in her mind again and again. They arrived at the studio and Tom parked the car.

“I had a great time, Tom.”

Tom rubbed the back of his fingers on Emma’s arm. Those damn shivers again. “Me too. That kiss back there, sorry if I was being forward.”

“No, it’s fine.” Emma retorted back, opening the door. “You have a big day tomorrow as so do I. Thank you again.” Emma turned to leave but Tom grabbed her wrist. With a flick, he snapped her back around, and he kissed her again. “I’ll call you.”

Emma nodded. “I look forward to it.”

Emma walked to her car in shock. Why did she say that? The drive home was quick but not so quick Emma couldn’t replay the entire evening in her head over and over. She tried to determine where she went wrong or whether she wanted to change anything that happened.

By the time Emma got home, it was dark. There were no lights on when Emma entered the front door of her home. “Bryce?” she called into the void.

Silence.

She peeked into the bedroom and saw Bryce’s head peeking out from underneath the covers. She changed into pajamas and slid into bed without waking up Bryce, letting sleep take over.

The California sun streaming in through Emma’s windows was a rude wake up call. She stretched and found the other side of the bed cold. She sat up and headed into the bathroom before tugging on a robe. Upon entering the living area, the sound of a high-speed blender greeted Emma going. Just what she needed this particular morning.

“Morning, babe.”

Emma saw Bryce in the kitchen, wearing only his boxers, shoving spinach into the blender.

“Morning.” Emma mumbled as she turned on the coffee machine. Caffeine was a necessity at this point.

“Late night? You weren’t home by the time I fell asleep.” Bryce placed a wet kiss on Emma’s cheek as he chugged his shake.

“Yeah…” Emma started, choosing her words with care, “I went out with an old friend.”

She rationalized it was not a lie.

“Anyone I know?” Bryce pressed as he finished up the shake and began doing push-ups on the kitchen floor.

“I don’t think so.”

Still not a lie.

“Where did you go?”

“What’s with all the questions?” Emma protested.

Bryce looked up at her. “I’m just wondering. Do you not want to tell me because you cheated?”

Emma’s face reddened.

Bryce hopped up. “I knew it!”

“Bryce I can…” Emma started as tears pricked her eyes.

“Babe,” he interrupted, “You know how important your diet is. We can’t have you getting fat.”

He pinched her side at non-existent pudge. “I guessed you looked a little bloated. Let me guess, Mexican food with a margarita.”

Emma blinked back the tears. She nodded. “Sangria.”

Bryce slammed his palms against the island counter. “Well, it’s a good thing we have the home gym. An extra 30 minutes of cardio should do it.”

Emma continued to stare in disbelief. She smiled and nodded. “Of course, babe.”

Bryce gave her another sloppy kiss. “I got to meet Dustin and Nick at Gold’s. Are we still on for dinner at Craig’s?”

Emma gripped the counter. “You bet.”

Bryce grinned and slapped her ass as he headed off to the bedroom to get ready. Emma dropped her head and appreciated the cool marble against her forehead.

The rest of the day flew by. Emma received a call from her agent offering her the part in the new movie. She pretended to act surprised. They already set her up for meetings on the project the next day. Emma spent the day running errands, making phone calls, and yes, working out. She changed out of pajamas and slipped on a nice dress to meet Bryce, who texted and said to just meet at the restaurant.

At 6 p.m., she met Bryce at Craig’s. Bryce was waiting outside, having changed out of gym clothes and wearing a knit polo and slacks. The polo hugged Bryce’s biceps and abs. Emma told him the shirts were too tight but Bryce insisted the best advertising for his personal training business was his own body. Bryce spun Emma before kissing her cheek, making sure the photographers got a good shot. Emma would have preferred something more low-key but Bryce picked it for date night. She suspected Bryce picked the more high profile places for the publicity, the fact Bryce never wanted to take the back entrance heightened this suspicion. It was Emma’s least favorite part of the business, the paparazzi and the gossip magazines.

They sat down right away, at a table in the middle of everything at Bryce’s request. Emma felt eyes staring at the two of them. She wanted to melt into the floor. Bryce took her hand and rubbed her knuckles. She pulled her hand but Bryce held tight.

“What’s wrong babe?” Bryce rubbed her cheek with the back of his hand.

She hated that and moved away from the motion. “Nothing. I’m tired.”

“You’ll feel better once you eat.”

The waiter came by to get drink orders.

“A Scotch and water and water with lemon for the lady.”

Emma gave the waiter a strained nod. Emma looked around the room. The dim light made it hard to make out faces. But she heard a voice ring out and made her blood chill. At that moment, Emma swore to only order take-out.

“Em!”

Emma turned and saw Tom making a beeline to her table.

“Tom!”

Emma rose in a daze as Tom pulled her into a bear hug.

“We have to stop meeting like this.”

Emma managed a nervous laugh. This was her personal hell.

“I’m sorry. How rude of me. I’m Tom, Emma’s new co-star and you are…”

Bryce stood too. Tom towered a good six inches about him. Bryce puffed his chest out.

“Bryce…”

“… ah yes, the personal trainer.” Tom finished.

“And boyfriend.” Bryce added.

Tom’s face fell for an instant. Bryce didn’t catch it as he looked down at Emma, but Emma caught it as she stared at Tom. How was this happening? she panicked. Tom gave a chuckle.

“Of course, mate.” Tom clapped Bryce on the shoulder. “I won’t keep you.”

Bryce pulled out one of the chairs. “Nah, man. A friend of Emma’s is a friend of mine.”

“Now, Bryce, I’m sure Tom has people to get back to…” Emma waved off Tom.

“…I imagine they can manage without me for a bit.” Tom smirked as he took the seat.

Emma’s eyes narrowed at Tom who continued to smirk. Emma opened her mouth to shoo Tom away.

“Can I get your order?” the waiter walked up, bewildered by a third person.

“Oh, he is not staying,” Bryce gestured at Tom. “I’ll take the New York strip with the mac and cheese. And the lady will have Tuscan Kale salad, no cheese, no nuts, and the dressing on the side. Oh, and a side of sauteed spinach, no butter.”

Emma gave a strained smile to the waiter and nodded. Tom sat silent. Emma rose from her seat. Tom rose, while Bryce stayed seated, drinking his whiskey.

“Excuse me boys, but I need to freshen up.”

Tom’s eyes followed her out of sight. He received a shove as he sat back down.

“She is something, huh?”

“Yes, she is. So Bryce…”

“Call me Bry.”

Tom swallowed hard. “Okay, Bry. Emma told me you are a personal trainer.”

Bryce’s face lit up. He stood up. And lifted his shirt.

“Feel my abs.”

“I’d rather not.”

“No, dude, touch my abs.” Bryce pulled at Tom’s arm but he wrenched free of his grasp.

“I’m fine, thank you.”

= “Okay, bro. Listen, so what is this new project you and Em…” Bryce’s voice trailed off as a girl, no more than twenty walked by in a miniskirt so short the whole outfit should be an obscenity violation and her fake boobs cinched to her chin. Tom cleared his throat.

“Tom, bro, did you see that fine piece of ass walk by?”

He shook his head no, desperate to get away. Emma made her reappearance.

“Did I miss anything?”

“Just a little bro bonding.” Bryce interjected, punching Tom in the shoulder.

Tom laughed and rubbed his neck.

“I must be going. Emma, always a pleasure. Bryce, uh Bry, it has been an experience.”

Tom hugged Emma squeezing her tight before extending his hand to Bryce. Bryce took the chance to pull Tom into a bear hug. Tom took off for his table but not before Bryce slipped him a business card and suggested Tom check out his “Insta”. Tom turned around one more time before ducking out of view. He watched Emma laugh at something Bryce said. Inside his heart shattered.

Emma arrived at the studio early this time. It took her some time to find the right building for the meeting. She found the right room and stepped in. Tom gathered around the table with a few men in suits. Tom’s face darkened at the sight of her.

“Emma, a word.” Tom grabbed her by the crook of the elbow.

Tom led her out of the room, down the hallway and into another room. He said nothing the entire way, instead staring forward with laser intensity.

“What is it, Tom?” she rubbed her elbow once he released her.

“How long have you been with Bryce?”

Emma furrowed her brow.

“About a year and a half.”

“You shouldn’t be dating him. He is not the right guy for you.”

“I beg your pardon?”

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deathonyourtongue · 5 years ago

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Aight would you rather be Henry's workout buddy or Pablo's? and whyyyyy 👀(Like actual workout not like workout in a bed lmao)

You. Are. Evil. But I still love youuuu.

Listen, let’s just get this out of the way right now. Both of them would murder me in the gym, ‘cause they go WAAAAAY harder than I do. That being said, I have dumbass strength, so I’d do my best to keep up, even if means I’m not getting out of bed the next day without a walker.

I think workout-wise, they’re probably on pretty similar training programs. Lift heavy, focus on the compound lifts, accessory work on off days, and cardio for fight-scene stamina, if nothing else. The last thing you want is your action hero out of breath after five minutes, you know what I’m saying?

CARDIO

I personally HATE running, like with the fire of a thousand suns, so already Henry’s running at a loss (see what I did there?). I’d rather do the stair machine, the rower, the bike, or jump rope for ages instead of actually getting on the road/treadmill. So unless I’m getting dragged out the door by a hot dude, it’s not happening, and that goes for real life as much as this alternate reality where I work out with dudes that look like those two. ;P

I haven’t seen Pablo run until he started training for Halo earlier this year, and even then, it seems like he’s running drills and sprints. Given he’s had both knees tear while shooting, it’s probably for the best he not go for distance and instead focus on power and speed.

Henry runs like a damn sled dog and I admire the hell out of him for it, but all I can think about when I think of long-distance running is the amount of chafing I’ll have to deal with later, sooooo no.

POINTS: Pablo - 1 Henry - 0

WEIGHTS

Those of you that know me, know I love being in the rack more than I love most anything else in my life. I MISS IT SO MUCH and I’m both excited and terrified to go back. Before all the shit hit the fan, I’d just reached a PR of a 205 lbs / 92 kg deadlift and I was on top of the world. I NEEDS THE RACK BACK!!!!

Lifting-wise, Pablo’s form is BEAUTIFUL. He’s effortless and I’d kill to have his posture (the fact that he’s THAT tall and isn’t hunched over just speaks to how well he’s been trained over the years and how meticulous he is with his body positioning).

Henry and I need to have a serious talk about his deadlift. MY neck hurt watching him pull, but I will say this until I’m blue in the face: It’s NOT HIS FAULT. Whoever trained him did a piss-poor job correcting his form, and it resulted in this:

Compare it to Pablo’s lift (who appears to be lifting 315 lbs / 142 kgs in that top gif (he might have 10′s on the end, but I can’t tell because I make potato gifs). Looks like Henry’s lifting less, but again I can’t tell ‘cause his plates are all weird and unmarked) and you’ll see the differences pretty clearly.

Now, could it have just been a bad lift? Sure. But man, this ^^^? Hurts my soul.

He does however, lift barefoot, which I do as well, so at least we’re on the same page there (and that’s why you see my sneakers in every gym shot I’ve posted on here or IG).

It’s a tie on this one, ‘cause if I’m looking to fix stuff, I’d go lift with Pablo so I could learn from him. If I’m looking to just have a straight-up lifting sesh with someone who seems to have the same type of work flow I do? I’m going with Henry.

POINTS: Pablo - 1 Henry - 1

ACCESSORY WORK

I do accessory work every time I’m in the gym, because without it, I’d be in and out of there in ten minutes and wouldn’t see the same results as quickly. I SUCK at varying up my accessories, but the ones I do, get the job done.

Pablo does accessory work that I one day hope to be able to do without dying. Things like this...

Whereas Henry does the stuff I do, which hurts soooo good and works really well. ;P

When it comes to accessories, right now? I’m staying in my comfort zone.

POINTS: Pablo - 0 Henry - 1

OTHER

Pablo does Yoga...

While Henry does BJJ...

I’d love to try BJJ, however, I worry about my uber-flexible ligaments letting me down. Yoga’s a bit more controlled for that, and I don’t run the risk of dislocating something because it got torqued the wrong way by someone else. :P

POINTS: Pablo - 1 Henry - 0

So, after all that long-winded mess...

Pablo - 3 Henry - 2

I’m going with our giant (but I’m dragging the Brit with, let’s be honest.)

#pablo schreiber #henry cavill #workout

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clubdolan · 5 years ago

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Military Brat -- G.D.

idk it was an idea and i couldn’t think of an ending but i wanted to get it typed up

Grayson stretched his neck out and looked at his alarm clock; 3:23 a.m.

And no one was sleeping next to him.

“Bub, come on.. back to bed, you’ll wake up if he calls..” He grabbed her hand, trying to pull her from the couch. She sat in her pajamas, his clothes, phone in hand, zoned out at the television in front of her.

“Els, c’mon..” He tugged, forgetting the whole reason he was awake was to go to the bathroom.

“He said yesterday or today, at his lunch time... which is eleven to one which is two to four in the morning here.” She gripped harder onto her phone, checking the screen for the thousandth time that night. “Thirty minutes.”

Grayson sighed, letting go of her hand, “Give me a minute.”

A few minutes later he was back with a bottle of water and a blanket from his bed. “Come on, lay down.”

“I can’t fall asleep.” Elsa groaned, checking her phone again. He pulled her back to his chest and the blanket over her lap, “Gray, I can’t.”

“I’ll stay awake, I’ll hold your phone, you need to go to sleep.” He pulled her head onto his chest and tried to grab her phone but she wouldn’t budge. He didn’t fight it, he just wrapped his hand around hers and pulled her tighter.

Elsa sat up quick, looking at her phone. “I missed it, I probably--

“It’s been fifteen minutes.” He rubbed her back, “I will wake you up if anything pops up on your phone, I promise.”

She leaned forward, her face in her hands, “He’s not gunna call.”

“He’s going to call, he still has ten or fifteen minutes.”

Elsa held in her sobs, trying to hide her tears from him but he already knew she was crying. Her dad was an Army Major stationed in Germany and she hadn’t spoke to him in two months and hadn’t seen him for almost a year. Her mother had passed away from cancer two years ago and she followed her dreams and moved to LA to continue dancing, which led her to him.

She was a back-up dancer in music videos, at concerts, awards shows and more. Her Instagram had gained a following which led to modeling and sponsorships and now she was considered an ‘influencer’.

She kept her family life off of the internet. All that anyone knew was that her mom had passed from cancer. Of course Grayson knew every detail, every story she told him good or bad, every memory she could remember with her dad and mom in Germany when she was younger, at their first US house in Virginia, their second US house in Texas. He felt like he knew her whole family but in reality, he had never met them.

He continued rubbing her back until she turned around and dug her face into the blanket in his lap, crying harder. “Els, c’mon bub.” He pushed her hair from her face, “I know this has been planned for weeks, he hasn’t forgot. Maybe a meeting has gone too long and he’s taking a late lunch?”

“I don’t know.. I just wish I could text him.. or email him. Or he would let me know somehow.. I just wait and wait--

She went silent as her phone vibrated, a little tune playing from it, DAD going across the screen.

“Oh my god, hi dad.” She cried out, now tears of happiness were flowing.

“Hi Elsie-bug, sorry it’s so late, a meeting went a little long...” Grayson heard a muffled voice and left her on the couch, pushing the blanket around her shoulders. “Fill me in on everything, I’ve got a while.”

Grayson fell back asleep, hearing her little laugh every now and then & as he woke back up at six, he was still alone in bed.

Elsa sat on the couch, sun peeking through the windows, smiling down at her phone as she typed away. “Morning, Gray!” She spoke up, giving him a smile. “My dad has an email I can send things to right now, so I’m pretty much blowing up his inbox while he’s working, I don’t know when it’ll be shut down.”

“Breakfast?”

“Please.” She groaned, thinking of how empty her stomach was. With her head still down she followed Grayson into the kitchen, “Remember when we went to Universal and got stuck on The Mummy ride?” She laughed, attaching the picture to an email and typing a caption. “I just want to send him my whole camera roll.”

“Please don’t send him your whole camera roll or he will not let you date me.”

“He probably wouldn’t even let me have a phone.” They both laughed, “He doesn’t know if he will be able to come home in the next two months. It could be six months before he’s back.”

“That sucks, but at least you can email him now, keep in contact more often. Tell him how great I am before I eventually meet him someday.” He sat a bowl of oatmeal in front of her, “I will eventually meet him, right?”

“Of course.” She finally put her phone down and sat on the counter to eat breakfast. Grayson walked back and forth making a protein shake for him and a smoothie for her; both chocolate peanut butter.

“I’m going to go workout--

“I’m going to sleep.”

“You’re making me work out alone?” He groaned, “But.. fine.”

“Bring your sweaty, little body back to bed when you’re done.”

“I can’t believe you just called me little.” He walked towards her, standing between her legs. “My sweaty, little body.”

“Sweaty... little... body...” She poked at his chest, “The smallest I’ve ever seen. You say you drink protein? Do you even have leg day?” Grayson laughed as she pulled his shirt off of him, “You call that a six-pack?”

“It’s practically an eight pack” he leaned forward, pinning her between the coffee machine and himself.

Elsa grabbed his arms, her nails scraping along the back, “Your arms are so small, do you work out or just sit on the floor in there? These are pitiful. I ca--”

“You can talk shit about my arms all you want but I know you can get off by just thinking about them, so I’d shut up if I were you.” He mumbled against her mouth, leaving a quick kiss before going to their gym.

Elsa kicked off her shorts and shirt, putting on the shirt she had just taken off Grayson as she buried herself in the sheets exactly where he had laid the night before.

@ElsaOwens: 6:45am = Perfect bed time.

---reply: No I wasn’t partying, I didn’t just get home, I finally got to talk to my dad after two months of waiting. #armybratproblems

She didn’t even remember putting her phone down before she was woken up by a weight dropping down on her whole body. Without thinking she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed the side of his head, “I’m still sleeping.”

“Do you want me to order you lunch with mine? Sushi.”

“My usual please.” She kissed the side of his head again before unwrapping her arms, expecting him to get up.

“I’m tired.”

“Take a nap.” She tapped the top of his head, beginning to play with his hair.

“I want under the blanket.” He whined, standing up on his knees to push the whole blanket back before he dove back on top of her, shoving his head into her chest.

“You’re ... damp.”

“It’s my sweaty, little body.” He mimicked her, “Cardio and upper-body today.”

“Fuck-yeah upper body.” She rubbed her hands around on his stomach.

“Ohh, fuck yeah upper body.” He made fun of her, pushing his shirt up her body, “Your naked.”

“I’m naked.” She giggled, watching him lay his head back down on her chest.

“I’m happy you got to talk to your dad today.” It was a cute moment, really it was. Elsa watched his eye lashes flutter close and she knew he really meant it. Her whole attitude had done a flip in the best way possible.

“You can’t get all touchy with me and then mention my dad.” Her finger trailed up and down his arm, leaving goosebumps along the way. “That’s like me teasing you and then mentioning Eth--

“Don’t fucking say his name.”

“---than.” She finished, pausing her finger. “Ruins it, doesn’t it?”

“I’ll still fuck the living day lights out of you. I don’t give a shit about my brother.” He mumbled into collar bone, “I hope he hears every second of it.”

“He left before you woke up. Surfing with Kyle or something?” She flinched as Gray bit into her skin, “Ugh, fuck, Gray.”

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

Grayson’s voice felt shaky and he wasn’t even talking. His phone screen was dark and he waited impatiently for it to light up, he didn’t have much time, Elsa would be home in almost an hour.

A foreign number popped up and with a shaky hand he slid the bar over and answered it, “Hello?”

“So you’re Grayson? The one my daughter won’t shut up about?” A man laughed on the other line, “It’s nice to... somewhat, meet you.”

“You too, sir.” Grayson had tried to prepare but he didn’t want Elsa to know her dad was calling him. He had snuck her phone, copied the address and sent a short email to him. Days later he was on the phone, soon talking to her dad like they were old friends.

“I’m exhausted.”

“You’ve been on the phone for thirty minutes, what’s that exhausting?” Ethan asked from the other couch, pulling his ear buds out.

“It was Elsa’s dad and I’m trying to plan a surprise for her to see him.” He sighed, “Well I think I just did plan a surprise for her to see him......”

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

They came up with a fake video idea so them filming with Kyle didn’t seem suspicious. Elsa tagged along as they ran a few places just wasting time until her dad had landed.

“Els.”

“I’m not in this video, I’m not doing it...... what?” She asked, holding her own Target bag in hand walking to Ethan’s Jeep.

Grayson took the bag from her and put it in the car, “We just have to run and get Ricky at the airport, Kyle forget he said he’d pick him up.”

“Okay?” She looked at him funny, as if they needed her permission to go somewhere. “I’m literally just here to be here. I have no plans.”

Over an hour later they pulled into the airport parking lot and got out of the car, “Can’t he just walk--

“No we’re going in to get him, it’s a foreign flight and he’s got like three bags and we want to embarrass him with a sign.” He held his hand out and she grabbed onto it, pushing her sunglasses back to hold her messy ponytail in place.

It took everything in him not to shake as they walked towards the airport. He knew Ethan and Kyle were behind them, filming, knowing exactly what was going on.

They all stood at the foreign arrivals gate, Ethan handed a rolled up poster to Elsa and had her hold it up to ‘see if it would fit in frame’. With a lousy smirk she held it up, watching him and Grayson keep backing up until it was all in frame.

“Perfect! Now read the sign!” Grayson yelled, pointing down.

Elsa was ready to read something dumb about Ricky, see an edited photo of him or some practical joke pulled on her but her eyes teared up as she read out loud, “I’ve waited a year to see my dad and I have no idea he’s right behind me.”

Her body froze and she dropped the sign and turned around. Her dad stood before her, Army fatigues and a bouquet of flowers.

The next few minutes was a whirl-wind. She hugged her dad for as long as possible, she cried the most she had in months, she didn’t even remember they were in airport or in public or that she was being filmed until her dad sat her down and said they could probably, “get going now.”

As she wiped her face off she saw Grayson standing next to her dad’s bags, holding her purse she had dropped on the floor with a little smirk on his face. “No way... no... you didn’t...”

“Nice to finally meet you, Grayson. In person.” Her dad stuck his hand out and Grayson shook it.

“In person.. so... wait, what?”

“I’ve talked to him a few times.. on the phone..” He acted cocky for keeping the secret. “Ethan and Kyle went to get the Jeep and your car is almost here. You’ve got dinner reservations with your dad.”

Elsa turned to look at her dad, back to Grayson then back to her dad, “All his idea.” Her dad said, looking at Grayson.

“I can’t believe you.” She hugged him, starting to cry again. “I wanna be mad at you for not telling me but I can’t.”

He squeezed her tight, he felt her cry again, he felt her heart beating fast and could tell it meant everything to her. “He had a week off so we figured something out, you’ve got things all week to do with him.”

“With us, you’re coming with us, right Grayson?” Her dad spoke up.

Elsa nodded her head quickly, “Yes, he is. If he can. Can you?”

“I have a meeting one day but I can probably work the others out.” Elsa squeezed his arm and dug her head into his shoulder, “But dinner tonight is just you two. It’s already paid for. It’s your favorite place.”

They walked to the black SUV waiting outside and talked about the upcoming week, “It’s like two worlds colliding..” Elsa explained, “A good colliding.”

She kept her goodbye with Grayson short and sweet, her dad had never seen her with a boyfriend, let alone one she had been with for a while or one that went to this amount of planning to surprise her.

Grayson went to shake his hand but her dad hugged him, “Thank you, Grayson. For taking care of her.”

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

At midnight Elsa came running into Ethan and Grayson’s house as if someone was chasing her. “Where’s--

“He’s working out.” Ethan mumbled through a bite of food.

She dropped her bag, shoes and whatever she could before rounding the corner and bursting into their workout room. Music was blaring and Grayson was laying on the ground, eyes squinted close as she silently counted sit-ups.

He almost started throwing punches when a body was on top of him, grabbing his face and straddling his chest. “I can’t fucking believe you.”

“Holy shit, bub. I almost hit you.” He sighed in relief, relaxing his muscles as they fell to the floor. “I’m glad you were surprised, I thought you would have figured it out by now.”

“I had zero idea.”

“Good.” He laughed, “Why are you here so late? You have to be up early tomorrow to get--

“I couldn’t sleep.”

“I didn’t want to sleep.”

“I just.”

“I wanted to come say thank you.” Her thumb brushed along his stubbly chin, “So, thank you.”

Grayson’s hands slid up her back and he pulled her down to meet him better, “You’re so very welcome.”

Their lips pulled apart and she couldn’t stop looking at him. The love of her life, had taken his own time, his own money, to give her the best gift of all time. “I still can’t believe--

“Believe it.” He laughed, “None of this is fake.”

Grayson groaned into her mouth as she kissed him again, sliding her body down his. “I know Ethan’s coming in here to run so please let’s go to my room or literally anywhere else but here.” He quickly said, sitting up with her on his lap.

She didn’t answer, she kept kissing him and he kept kissing back. “You’re going to be mad....” He tried to talk, “If Ethan walks in here.”

“I don’t even care if my dad asks why I arrive to breakfast with you tomorrow or if I’m wearing your shirt as a dress, I’m staying here tonight.”

idk how to end this bye

#me #mine #grayson dolan #grayson #dolan #dolan twins #surprise #military #fanfic #imagine #edit #dt #dating grayson #writing #write

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donatello-writes · 5 years ago

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TMNT x Reader - His Favorite Thing

Spending time with your turtle bae couldn’t be more fun, and he is beyond excited to share the enjoyment of his favorite activity with you.

Donnie

-You go to a local Sci-Fi convention -It's his first time going to one...obviously -And he is beyond excited -Has the whole day planned out, knows each table and event that he wants to hit -He is pretending to be in costume -Elated that he is able to walk around amongst humans freely without causing a panic -‎Also, sooo much Sci-fi! -‎He is geeking out big time -Points and gasps at pretty much everything, eyes filled with pure joy -‎Holds your hand, squeezing it a little due to nerves -‎His enormous green hand swallows yours up -Draws A LOT of attention, he was expecting this -‎Gets stopped by everyone and their brother for pictures -Tries hard not to laugh when people compliment him on how realistic his "makeup" and "prosthetics" are -‎He's a terrible actor -‎His ruse would be transparent -‎If not for the impossibility of there actually being giant mutant turtle men -‎When asked what he is, he says that he's an OC -‎Came up with an elaborate backstory for his "character" -‎He's part of an alien turtle race from Voltron -‎Had Mikey draw a picture of him to show people as a reference -‎You're both exhausted by the time you get back to the Lair -‎But god do you look amazing in your Princess Allura costume -‎Pulls you into a kiss -‎It only escalates from there -‎You're the perfect Princess Allura -‎Costume stays ON

Leo -Sword fighting -Using bamboo swords...because safety first -‎Insists you wear padding as well -‎Gives you a quick overview of the history of sword fighting -‎Has a chalkboard with visuals depicting various stances -‎Mikey helped with drawing them...he did most if it -‎There's one drawing that looks especially wonky -‎That's the one Leo did -‎After a while you're feeling confident in your new sword fighting abilities -You tell him to show no mercy -Psssht, he's not doing that -‎Agrees, but is definitely holding back -‎He wants to teach you to do his art well, but not at the cost of hurting you -‎You call him "Sensei" -Hoo boy, does he ever like that -You pin him to the ground, he raises his hands in surrender -‎"I have been defeated, failing my master...Now there is nothing left for me to do, but end it all!" -‎He says, purposefully mismatching his words and lip movements -‎*Kill Bill siren goes off* -‎Proceeds to commit bamboo sword seppuku -‎You drop to your knees -‎WHYYY??? He was so young! -‎You cling to him -‎"Leonardo...you will never know this, but...I was never your enemy. The truth is...I've always loved you!" You exclaim, clutching him as tears roll down your cheeks. -‎You also commit bamboo sword seppuku -‎Collapsing dramatically on top of Leo -‎HYCCK BLARGH -‎Mikey and Raph were your audience -Erupt into uproarious applause -‎A single tear escapes Raph's eye -‎End scene -Raph and Mikey leave -‎But what's that?! It turns out that you faked your own deaths! Plot twist. -‎Time for some fun on the tatami mat

Raph -You take him on a midnight trip to your 24 hour gym -Lock all the doors, cover the windows, and put up a sign that reads: "Closed for Renovations" -Just in case -You also bring along a memory wiping device graciously provided by Donnie -To take care of those pesky security cameras -Raph is so pumped to get pumped -‎All he has at the Lair are free weights and a bench press -Sooo many new toys -‎Doesn't know where to start -Like a kid at Christmas -Loads up a machine with a ridiculous amount of weight and tells you to lift it -Doesn't understand why you can't do it, that's nothing...for him -Perhaps it's best you workout separately -‎You're doing squats -‎Houston, we have a problem -He was in the middle of doing heavy bicep curls -‎Almost dropped the barbell on his feet -‎He's too distracted, needs to wait until you're done before he continues -"Staph wit tha squats, I'm havin' a problem concentratin' ovah here!" -Fitspo selfie time -At first, he wants nothing to do with that -But after you take a few pictures -Suddenly he's mister Arnold Classic with the cheesy flexing poses -‎You ask him if he wants to do cardio, maybe the treadmill -‎He offers a different suggestion for cardio -‎You both adjourn to the shower room

Mikey -Initially wanted to teach you how to hoverboard -‎Took some convincing from Leo and Donnie to go with a safer option -‎Surfing it is -‎On a secluded beach -‎Because the whole giant mutant turtle man situation -‎For once, his terminology is appropriate to the activity -‎Offers to rub lotion on you -‎Less about sun safety, more of an excuse to grope you -‎Majorly beefs it on a big wave while trying to show off -‎Sea turtle encounter -‎"Sup, cuz!" -The animal does not know what to make of him, and swims away in fear -Wants to be buried in the sand -Aiming to recreate that "sand guardian" vine -You reenact is with perfect precision -Never actually taught you how to surf -You don't mind, you still had a great time -You sneak into a hotel on the beach -A friend of yours who works at the hotel scored you the keys to the deluxe suite -Pillow fort time -Just like in that Katy Perry song -‎He starts singing "Teenage Dream" completely out of key -Undeniably bad at singing, but still somehow manages to be utterly adorable while doing it -Time to raid the mini bar -"I feel like a giant with these tiny bottles of booze" -The mini bar has been cleaned out -Drunken revelry ensues, along with kisses -You both retire to the pillow fort for some amorous activities -Hangs "Do not Disturb" sign on it

#tmnt imagines #TMNT x reader #My writing #fan fiction #bayverse tmnt #tmnt 2014 #tmnt 2016 #i've been tinkering with this idea for a while and wanted to finally get it down #just a little fun thing in between writing my fics #hope you guys like it #turtle boyfriends #michelangelo #donatello #leonardo #raphael #don's quill pen

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chain-unchained · 5 years ago

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October 12 - Part 2

The gentle plink-plink of the rain on the bathhouse’s roof gave Shane something to listen to as he slowly shrugged out of his jeans and hoodie; he wasn’t there to make use of the actual bath, not yet anyway. Sam had asked for another one of his shifts, and Shane had agreed, glad to get an extra day off. It gave him a chance to finally follow up on that decision to start getting back in shape, and so he dragged his sorry butt up the mountain path to make use of the small gym in the bathhouse. Like hell he was going to make the long trip into Zuzu to use a gym there.

It felt so odd to be back in a place that he once considered a home away from home. Back in his college sports days, his free time was usually spent working out, to the point where it was borderline obsessive. Now here he was, over a decade later, all flabby and out of shape and disgusting.

Well, there was only one way to change that, and so he resolutely tugged a plain black tank top and gym shorts on. He really didn’t like wearing so little clothing, but he was already going to be sweating up a storm, and it wasn’t like anyone else ever used the place.

That being said, he didn’t exactly know where to even start. Stepping from the changing area into the gym space proper, his eyes shifted from the bench press, to the treadmill, to the bicycle, to the barbells—and he began to feel a little overwhelmed. He wasn’t looking to ever get back into gridball, so maybe focusing on his cardio would help him shed the pounds; on the other hand, building more muscle would let him naturally burn more calories, but then he would have to buy new clothes since what he had now wouldn’t fit anymore—then again, that was something he was going to have to do anyway if he did start to slim down…

“If you’re looking for a place to start, you could warm up with a couple farmers’ walks.”

Shane just about jumped out of his skin as Alex strode into the gym space. “Fuck, don’t sneak up on people like that.”

“Wasn’t trying to.” Alex didn’t seem bothered by the fact that he’d started the older man; he casually set a duffel bag down by the bench press and began to do some warm up stretches. “Oh, you probably wanna do some stretches before you actually start. Might end up pulling something if you don’t.”

“Yeah, I know that much.” Shane was even more hesitant to start now that Alex was here. “… Know what, I’ll just come back another time…”

Alex stopped mid-stretch and looked at him in surprise. “Huh? Why? There’s plenty of space for both of us.”

“That’s… not exactly the issue.” But Shane wasn’t going to explain to a 20-something kid that he was self-conscious about his body.

A look of genuine cluelessness was on Alex’s face. “Then what is? C’mon, working out with a buddy is better. We can even play some music on my phone.”

The offer left Shane somewhat at a loss for what to do. A couple of months ago, he wouldn’t have thought twice about brushing him off or just plain ignoring him and leaving without a word. Now here he was, trying to figure out how to talk his way out of this without hurting the kid’s feelings. It had to be Ashe’s influence on him, no doubt about it…

“… Oh, I think I get it now.” A light had practically gone off in Alex’s head as he came to a realization. “You know, I think it’s pretty awesome that you’re trying to get back in shape. I don’t wanna get in the way of that, so I’ll just lift some weights at home today.”

Well, now Shane just felt bad. “Nah… don’t worry about it.” He sighed and awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck. “If you really don’t mind an old lard-ass like me sharing the gym, that is.”

“Don’t mind at all.” Alex strode over to the stereo and hooked his phone up to it. “Got any song requests?”

“Just whatever you think would motivate me.” Well, there was no sense in putting it off any longer. Deciding that he would rather do the treadmill that day (it was further away from where Alex was going to work out), Shane moved to the machine and started to slowly stretch. He was surprised at how many different stretches he remembered from his sports days.

The sound of what could only be described as ‘pumped up workout tracks’ began to play over the stereo, and the two of them fell silent as they set about burning calories. Every so often, Shane couldn’t help but glance over towards Alex, envious of the ease with which he pumped iron—and then he immediately derided himself for being jealous of a kid in the prime of his youth, who had put in the time and effort to get that fit in the first place.

“You used to be a professional gridball player, right?” During a lull in the music, Alex decided to ask a question he’d always wanted to ask.

“Wouldn’t say professional.” Shane corrected, huffing and puffing something fierce as he jogged away on the treadmill; he’d found a relatively comfortable pace to stick to, one that got his heart pumping but still felt like he could maintain for awhile. “I played for my university gridball team, so if you count that, then sure.”

“What made you stop?”

Almost as if on cue, Shane’s bad knee gave a sharp jolt and nearly locked up. “That right there.” He grimaced, after hastily shutting the treadmill off before he fell. “I messed up my knee and that was the end for me. Can’t exactly play gridball when your knee is screwed up.”

“That must have sucked.” Alex set his weights down and took a swig of water from his branded water bottle. “… You think I have a shot at going pro?”

It was a question that caught Shane off-guard. “Uh… you’re asking the wrong person.” Why Alex thought he could tell, he had no idea. “I mean, you’ve probably got as good as shot as anybody else. Never seen you play or anything, but if you’re serious about it then I don’t see why not.” He shrugged his shoulders. Honestly, he knew it wasn’t the answer Alex wanted to hear. He didn’t need to know the aspiring athelete to see his younger self in him, that same aspiration to go big burning bright in his heart. “…If there’s any advice I can give you, it’s to have a plan to fall back on.”

Seeing the blank look on Alex’s face, he sighed, walked over to where Alex was sitting, and sank down onto the bench beside him. “It’s one thing to decide to try and go pro, and it’s great that you’ve got that ambition and that drive. But don’t let that be the only thing going for you. If things don’t work out, or you end up hurt so bad you can’t play anymore, you need to have a Plan B… otherwise you end up a loser like me, working for a company like Joja and miserable every minute of every hour of every day.”

Alex was quiet for a few minutes, quite clearly thinking about what Shane had said. “… I get what you’re saying.” He said slowly. He’d never really put any thought into a plan B; after all, he always thought that it was a guarantee that he’d achieve his goal. But the thought of ending up like Shane really put things into perspective. “…. You’re not that miserable anymore though, are you? You’re way different than you used to be.”

“….Yeah, I guess I have.” Shane looked down at his hands. Some days it didn’t feel like it. Others, it felt like he was worse. But they were outnumbered by the good days now… and he never used to have those at all. “But my point is, don’t put all your eggs in one basket hoping things will work out how you want them. Nobody should ever feel as bad as I used to.”

With a groan, he pushed himself back to his feet. “That’s just my two cents, anyway. It’s your call in the end.”

Alex stayed sitting for a few more seconds, quite obviously having a lot to think about. That was fine with Shane, who felt a little more comfortable with getting back on the treadmill now that the kid was zoning out. It was pretty common knowledge that Alex was 90% brawn and 10% brains, so it wasn’t a surprise that it was taking him awhile to digest the advice. “… Do you wish things had turned out different?” He finally asked, almost a half an hour later.

Having reached his limit, Shane had quit the treadmill and was trying to catch his breath on the chair beside it; the rain had more or less settled down by that point, only barely audible over the music playing on the stereo. “What do you mean?”

“I mean, like… do you wish you could have gone on playing gridball?”

“Well, of course. When I think about where I could have gone, the money I could have had, the life I could have lead… there’s no way I don’t think ‘if only’.” Gingerly, Shane rubbed at his aching knee. There would always be a part of him that wanted that outcome. But then he remembered how much joy he got from the chickens at Marnie’s ranch, from being able to dance with Jas under the porchlight in the summer, from having someone like Ashe by his side through the best and worst of him, and realized that he didn’t want to trade any of that for all the money and fame in the world. “But I don’t have it so bad here, not anymore. So I’m not missing what I never had.”

With more than a little effort, he heaved himself up from the chair and started towards the locker room. As he passed by Alex, he clapped him on the shoulder, just briefly. It was strange to think that just a few months ago, he didn’t give two shits about other people in the valley besides Marnie and Jas. And now here he was, getting invested in someone else’s future. It was almost frightening, how much he had changed, but it wasn’t nearly as scary as the prospect of going back to the way he was. There was only one path, and it was forward. Towards the future, towards more change. Towards a brighter tomorrow.

#sdv #sdv fic #sdv fanfic #stardew fic #stardew fanfic #stardew valley fic #stardew valley #stardew valley fanfic #stardew valley shane #stardew valley alex

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“Three title fights, some WW and BW violence and a goodbye to 2019″ UFC 245 preview

Joey

December 9th

WHEW! Lordy Lord. The UFC's final PPV card of the year comes to us from Las Vegas and it's either a really great card or a really loaded card. Depending on how you feel about Usman vs Covington as a competitive fight, Volkanovski as a challenger and GDR's ability to give Amanda Nunes som semblance of a tough fight, this could be a great card with three title fights and a bevy of action fights with familiar names like Matt Brown, Petr Yan, Urijah Faber, Jose Aldo, Marlon Moraes and Mike Perry on the undercard. If you think Usman vs Covington will be boring no matter what, think both Volk and Holloway will approach this fight through the path of least resistance and fear that GDR's natural pop will take some of the aggressiveness out of the recent violent streak of Amanda Nunes? Maybe it's just a really stacked card with a bunch of compelling action fights at the bottom. Truthfully I suppose I'm in the middle. If you remove the bleghness that is Ben Saunders vs Matt Brown, I love this undercard. If Usman vs Covington's personal grudge unleashes the best version of both guys and if Holloway is the Max Holloway of 2016 and 2017 vs the Volkanovski who iced Chad Mendes? You got a card of the year contender. If not? Things get a bit hairy. Either way I got the names and numbers to get on inside and enjoy some ponderings!

Fights: 13

Debuts: Chase Hooper, Punahele Soriano

Fight Changes/Injury Cancellations: 2 (Robbie Lawler vs Santiago Ponzinibbio CANCELLED/Sergio Pettis OUT, Brandon Moreno IN vs Kai Kara France)

Headliners (fighters who have either main evented or co-main evented shows in the UFC): 12 (Jose Aldo, Urijah Faber, Colby Covington, Kamaru Usman, Max Holloway, Amanda Nunes, Germaine de Randamie, Marlon Moraes, Matt Brown, Jessica Eye, Mike Perry, Brandon Moreno)

Fighters On Losing Streaks in the UFC: Oskar Piechota, Ben Saunders

Fighters On Winning Streaks in the UFC: Colby Covington, Kamaru Usman, Max Holloway, Amanda Nunes, Germaine de Randamie, Petr Yan, Viviane Araujo, Kai Kara France, Geoff Neal

Main Card Record Since Jan 1st 2017 (in the UFC): 36-5

Colby Covington- 4-0 Kamaru Usman- 6-0 Max Holloway- 4-1 Alexander Volkanovski- 6-0 Amanda Nunes- 4-0 Germaine de Randamie- 3-0 Jose Aldo- 2-2 Marlon Moraes- 4-2 Petr Yan- 4-0 Urijah Faber- 1-0

Fights By Weight Class (yearly number here):

Welterweight- 3 (76) Bantamweight- 2 (59) Women’s Bantamweight- 2 (23) Middleweight- 2 (49) Featherweight- 2 (61) Women’s Flyweight- 1 (34) Flyweight- 1 (16)

Women’s Strawweight- (30) Heavyweight- (39) Lightweight- (75) Light Heavyweight- (44) Women’s Featherweight- (8)

2019 Number Tracker

Debuting Fighters (41-62-1)- Chase Hooper, Punahele Soriano

Short Notice Fighters (33-42-2)-

Second Fight (58-40)- Brandon Moreno, Urijah Faber

Cage Corrosion (Fighters who have not fought within a year of the date of the fight) (23-40-1)- Ketlen Vieira, Matt Brown

Undefeated Fighters (44-40-3)- Ketlen Vieira, Punahele Soriano, Chase Hooper

Fighters with at least four fights in the UFC with 0 wins over competition still in the organization (13-11)-

Weight Class Jumpers (Fighters competing outside of the weight class of their last fight even if they’re returning BACK to their “normal weight class”) (33-26)- Jose Aldo

Twelve Precious Ponderings

1- I really do have bad vibes about this main and co-main event. Even if Nunes takes a while, the likelihood that she finishes Germaine de Randamie is pretty damn strong. Volkanovski is a fighter who excels in the clinch and occasionally winds at range with some sharp kicks and a Mendes-y overhand right. He relies on putting dudes against the fence and working them with dirty boxing (arguably the best at 145 lbs) and a bevy of elbows in tight. The reality is that Holloway usually is real good at forcing fighters to beat him with whatever their plan b is. He's also got the sort of jab and long shots down the pipe that allow him to dictate the space and the pace. There's a pretty good chance that Holloway vs Volkanovski is 10 minutes of jabs and leg kicks, 10 minutes of clinch fighting and 5 minutes of intense high drama action. There's also the subtle factor that Holloway seems to be openly admitting to wanting to be a bit more cautious vs Volkanovski's last fight being a dud where he sort of froze up in the lights. I want to believe this will be the fight we all dream it to be but this could be a bit of a funky styles clash. As it pertains to Usman vs Covington, I need to be convinced that whatever we're about to get isn't going to be 25 minutes of clinch fighting. Covington's striking is good but lacking pop while Usman's striking is perfunctory with power. Both guys strike to wrestle and both guys live for the clinch against the fence. Even Usman's breakout performance vs Tyron Woodley was basically 25 minutes of occasional flurry into a takedown into ground and pound into some form or control. It's a tough sell for me made worse by Covington's entire gimmick.

2- Is it fair to say that even if he didn't develop the lamest gimmick of all time that Colby would've STILL wound up here? Like skillset wise, isn't this where he was always going to be? We're talking about a big time cardio machine with the wrestling to keep people off of him and the fundamental striking toolbox to at least be competent over five rounds. I guess what I'm saying is did Colby need to be the Butch Reed/Snowman to Chael Sonnen's Junkyard Dog to get a title shot or was he always going to be in the title picture.

3- If you're Jorge Masvidal, aren't you kind of rooting for Covington to win?

4- Really curious to see how Covington handles Usman's strength. The only guy who was able to somewhat stall that aspect of Usman's game out was Emil Meek. Everybody else eventually succumbs to his pressure and how strong he is and it is of course worth remembering that there was a pretty solid round or so where RDA was able to match Covington strength for strength and get him down as well.

5- Would the UFC give Max Holloway a re-match if he lost?

6- The most interesting question about Volkanovski vs Holloway is really about how Max Holloway on yet another weight cut does against the power of Volkanovski. The last time a "big" guy hit Holloway, he looked really bad vs Poirier. Now to his credit, Holloway adjusted well as the fight went on and made a great showing down the stretch. For me, it's about whether or not that initial system shock is a sign that Holloway's steely fighting chin is about to crack or if he was just caught off guard for how 155 lbers hit.

7- Odds on whether Aldo makes 138 lbs or do they make it a 140 lb catchweight the week of?

8- I have to admit that these two bantamweight fights are seriously growing on me. Faber vs Yan will probably not be competitive in any measure but that also doesn't matter because Yan is always well worth the time investment and Faber wasn't favored to beat Ricky Simon either. Jose Aldo vs Marlon Moraes is really interesting in large part because IF Aldo can make this weight cut safely then it's a winnable fight for him. Marlon Moraes does not like to work too hard so to speak and often fights like a guy who is taking his time knowing full well that he has the stopping power to make opponents pay for mistakes. He's not going to rush or brawl, he's going to keep himself in the range he needs to win the fight and then when the chance arises, wipe out his opponent. Sound familiar? That's basically how Jose Aldo built an empire of wins at 145 lbs. If his speed and his pop carries down a weight class, we could have one of the more exciting chess matches ever.

9- I'm uncomfortable with Mike Perry coming back around before the end of 2020. Dude has had a lot of violent fights and I don't see how you recover from that Luque fight that quickly. Him vs Geoff Neal will be fun while it lasts but it figures to be an uncomfortable watch.

10- Is Ketlein Vieira's knees sapped from the injuries or will she still be as good as she was prior to the injuries? Like an Aspen Ladd, Keitlen is going to be judged almost entirely on whether or not she's good enough to give Amanda Nunes any sort of a challenge in her inevitable or eventual title fight. When she left, she wasn't quite there and she's been gone for a year and change. I think at this point we can all agree that Irene Aldana is not ever going to reach those heights in large part due to gaps in her in fight decision making.

11- I think the UFC is going to be real uncomfortable with how not good Chase Hooper is right now. A lot of talent but dude is JUST too green for the role.

12- Jessica Eye goes from co-main event of a big time PPV to second fight on the card. That's the fluctuating value of WMMA for ya, folks.

#MMA #UFC #Aldo #Moraes #Usman #Covington #Nunes #GDR #Fights #Holloway #Volkanovski

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ruzek-halstead · 4 years ago

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the way we met

pairing: jay halstead x hailey upton

written based on prompt:

“running is supposed to be good for your health except i seem to have sprained my ankle and i took you out with me i’m so sorry”

warnings: swearing, fluffery

masterlist || ao3

au || runner hailey || innocent bystander jay

hailey doesn’t run.

she can go to the gym, no problem.

life some weights? hell yes. mess around on the machines? you know it.

but cardio?

she would genuinely rather be beaten to death with a yoga ball.

but alas, there she was, dressed in black leggings, a matching sports bra and windbreaker. her best friend kim had somehow convinced her to run a ten kilometre marathon for charity (guilted her, was more like it), so she had no choice but to force herself to get into shape and not embarrass herself on the day of the run.

today happened to be a particularly ugly day. it had rained the majority of the night, and the morning was dark, cloudy and windy. hailey’s favourite weather. so, if she was going to run, she would do it while she was in a good mood.

she was only in a good mood for about ten minutes after she started her run. it had literally only been ten minutes and she was out of breath and about to call an uber to pick her up off the side of the curb.

that is, until she found herself sprawled across the pavement and cursing in pain.

“oh — fuck!”

“mother of —”

and because hailey had the best luck of anyone she had ever met, not only did she wipe out on the pavement, she also managed to take down a completely innocent bystander.

all she could feel was searing pain coming from her right ankle. her adrenaline was still high and she couldn’t feel any of the additional scrapes on her body. she could, however, feel the hard and lean body underneath her considering she was sprawled half over it.

“what the fuck?” she heard a deep voice mumble.

hailey attempted to maneuver herself off the stranger, squeaking when she placed pressure on her ankle. “exercise, they said,” she muttered angrily, pushing her hands down on the stranger’s chest to propel herself up. the stranger grunted, but she ignored it. “it’s healthy, they said. healthy my ass.”

hailey dragged herself across the pavement, detaching herself from the body she collided with. she was finally able to get a good look. the stranger was tall (she could tell because he was lying flat on his back against the pavement), he was also incredibly muscular and hailey was amazed she was able to knock him down. she forcefully pushed up on her knees, ignoring the searing pain, and peeked at his facial features. his green eyes were opened wide, millions of freckles littered his skin adorably and his mouth was still muttering profanities.

he was easily the most beautiful man she had even seen in her life.

and she had just knocked him to the ground. she literally just opened herself up to a lawsuit. but he was so mesmerizing, she couldn’t even focus on that.

“shit — are you okay?” hailey asked in a hoarse voice. “oh my god, i think you’re bleeding. fuck.”

her statement seemed to grab his attention as he followed her eye line to his chest, where there were little splatters of blood. he wasted no time in sitting up and lifting up his (tight) t-shirt to inspect his (amazingly) sculpted abs.

if hailey wasn’t lightheaded and faint from her fall, she sure as hell was now.

she was too focused on his abs to notice there were no actual lacerations to cause the blood. he tugged his shirt back down and sent her an apprehensive look. “i don’t think this blood is mine.”

this time, hailey followed his eyes to her hands, where she flipped them over to reveal her bloody palms. she must have injured them when she hit the ground, attempting to stabilize herself over the stranger (the absolutely gorgeous stranger). and she must have gotten it all over his shirt when she used him to upright herself.

“shit, i’m so sorry,” she apologized, her shoulders sagging in defeat. she was generally a clumsy person, but she usually only injured herself; it was very rare she took someone down with her. “i was just trying to train for this marathon, but clearly i suck at running and i’m ninety-seven percent sure i’ve broken my ankle,” she rushed out all in one breath; her green-eyed stranger was staring at her with bewildered eyes. “which i guess is karma, but fuck, this shit hurts.”

her stranger frowned, casting a look behind hailey to her ankle. she was still positioned uncomfortably on her knees, and she was pleasantly surprised when he stood up, dusted himself off and offered her a hand.

“no, it’s okay,” hailey shrugged him off, dramatically gesturing to herself. “i deserve this. just let me sit here and wallow in pain.”

initially, he looked confused, but his expression morphed into amusement as he held his hand out even further. he raised an eyebrow, as if daring her to refuse again.

meekly, she took his hand and allowed him to haul her up, placing most of her weight on her left foot.

“you really want to help me?” hailey mumbled, as he pulled her along the sidewalk. she had no idea where he was leading her but she was too busy rambling to care. “i basically just assaulted you. oh god, please don’t sue me; i’m still paying off my student loans!”

he chuckled and said, “i’m not going to sue you. at least, not yet.”

“that isn’t funny,” she retorted, “i literally have nothing offer you.”

for the first time since they’d started walking (re: hobbling in hailey’s condition), they finally stopped. he had brought her over to a truck parked on the street; she wondered if it was his.

oh no, is this where she gets kidnapped by the handsome stranger? is this like a ted bundy type situation?

hailey didn’t get much more time to ponder her gorgeous stranger’s serial killer capabilities, because he turned to her with a mind-blowing smirk that had all logic vanishing from her brain.

“i’m sure we can work something out.”

hailey paused, begging her brain to begin functioning again. “i’m going to be honest. you’re giving off some serial killer vibes right now.”

his smirk dropped and he frowned. “what? i’m not a serial killer. why would you say that?”

“i don’t really know,” she blurted, “i think my brain is short-circuiting because you’re really attractive and i am in so much pain, and i don’t really know what i’m doing right now.”

“let’s start over,” he shook his head with a hint of an amused smile on his lips. “my name is jay, you ran me over a few minutes ago. remember that?”

hailey frowned, but she was secretly delighted at his ability to be sarcastic, even in the most inappropriate of times. “yes, i remember that. i have a current reminder that won’t let me forget about that,” she motioned to her bum ankle. it was swollen and purple and it just looked overall disgusting; definitely not meet cute material.

“here’s a little about me,” jay started and hailey furrowed her eyebrows; this conversation was getting away from her. and her ankle hurt so damn bad. “i happen to like aggressive women. maybe not to the point where they’re physically violent, but i think i can work with it.”

hailey stared at him, dumbfounded.

“i’m sorry, what?”

he seemed to ignore her. “i should probably get you to the hospital to check out that ankle,” he replied, opening the passenger door to his truck. “i’m assuming you’ll want to be pain-free for our date.”

hailey allowed him to grab her hand and help her into his truck. “i’m sorry, what?”

jay dropped his right eyelid in a wink. “sorry, was i not clear enough?”

“i literally just attacked you on the sidewalk. what the hell is going on?”

“do you want to tell me your name yet?” he asked as he swung around to the driver’s seat.

hailey’s jaw was still hanging open. “my name is hailey but i’m still s—”

“hailey,” he turned to her with genuine, bright green eyes. “would you like to go on a date with me?”

the blonde sputtered, attempting not to choke on her own spit. “is this seriously happening right now?”

“yes.”

“i’m not hallucinating, or i don’t have a concussion?”

“i don’t think you hit your head. unless you’re on some sort of drugs i don’t know about?”

“you seriously want to go out with the crazy girl who took you down on the street?”

jay shot her a fond smile. “it’ll be one hell of a story to tell.”

as if she wasn’t convinced from the first second she collided with him, she grinned and replied, “hell yes, i’ll go out with you."

✨

i literally powered through this one this morning as a thank you for reaching 600 followers!!

thanks everyone, hope you enjoyed!! ✨

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just-to-be-fit · 5 years ago

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8 Secret Exercises For Women’s Health After 40

Are you finding yourself becoming less active as you move into your 40’s? Don’t worry – we’ve put together the best exercises for women’s health after 40 to help you lose weight and regain your youthful body!

Many people tend to get less active as they get older which is exactly the opposite of what experts recommend. As your body ages, you need to be taking extra care of it by working out sensibly and keeping it in tip-top form. This will not only keep you looking and feeling younger but it will help to prevent all kinds of diseases, aches, and pains.

Do you want to be hunched over with a bad back and a walking stick aged 70? No, we don’t either! We’ve compiled a list of the 8 exercises that are specifically designed for over 40’s that will have you skipping into old age stronger and fitter than you were in your 20s.

1. SLEEP

It’s not technically an ‘exercise’ but it is one of the most important parts of any workout routine!

Without adequate sleep, your body can’t repair the muscles that you’ve been working out at the gym, which means that all your hard work is for nothing. Sleep deprivation leads to grouchiness and lethargy, which means a lack of motivation to even get down to the gym in the first place.

What’s more, studies have shown that individuals that don’t get enough sleep are more likely to look for energy from extra calories. So make sure you are getting enough shut-eye to be on form and focused every day.

2. T-TO-Y ARM RAISES

This is a simple but incredibly effective exercise that you can add to your routine. Hold your arms out to the side in a T shape and raise them to the count of three up to a Y shape, then lower back down.

If you find this too easy, pick up some weights – anything will do, even a can of beans or a water bottle. Try increasing the weight as the exercise becomes easier. This nifty exercise works your back, shoulders, and arms which are key areas of concern as you get older.

Studies have shown that poor posture disproportionately affects the older generation and this is due in large part to muscle weakness in the upper back and shoulders.

3. WALKING BACKWARDS

This one takes a bit of getting used to but it will work wonders for your core strength and balance.

We’re not asking you to walk miles and miles backward but incorporating 10 backward steps every few minutes when you are out walking will make a big difference in the long term.

Not only is it good for your balance and coordination but it works the two major muscles in your calves and works on the tendons in your lower leg.

4. WALKING (FORWARDS!)

Walking is one of the great simple (and free) pleasures of life, and luckily it’s a great way to lose weight and stay fit. In today’s climate of super faced paced living people feel like they don’t have time to go for a walk and enjoy the process of traveling through their environment.

For retirees though, that’s not usually an issue. Walking just 40 minutes at a comfortable pace will burn 160 calories and walking 3 miles will burn just as many as running the same distance. So you don’t need to be a Speedy Gonzales to reap the benefits of this exercise!

5. ONE-LEGGED SQUAT

One legged squats require good balance and stability, particularly in the core, hip and shoulder. So they are a great exercise for older people that want to maintain good overall form and are looking for an exercise that they can build up to.

If you can’t squat one-legged already, you can easily start with a simple sumo squat: with your feet hip-width apart slowly bend the knees until your thighs are at a 90-degree angle with the floor.

Make sure your knee doesn’t come past your toes and that you keep a nice strong back and shoulder with your core engaged. From here you can build up the strength to do a one legged squat – keep one leg grounded while the other in extended out in front of you.

6. ROWING MACHINE

As you age, a key focus point should always be your shoulder joints and upper back. If you keep these strong then you’ll be able to maintain a good posture and you’ll avoid the painful back problems that often plague older people.

Rowing machines in gyms are a great way to work your muscles and get a cardio workout at the same time, so you’ll be burning calories, building strength and getting fitter all in one go.

If you don’t have a gym membership then why not get outdoors and try out the real thing? Regular outdoor activities have been shown to reduce stress levels and lower blood pressure, reducing the risk of heart-related illnesses.

7. SINGLE LEG DEADLIFT

Single leg deadlifts work much like the single legged squat in that they focus on your balance, coordination, and stability. It’s also a great exercise for that key area the back and shoulders.

Choose a weight that fits your ability – you should be able to do three sets of 8-12 reps, with the last few reps being a struggle (without compromising form!). Hold your weights in each hand with your arms by your sides.

Now, standing with feet hip-width apart, raise one leg off the ground behind you, then lower your upper body by bending at the hip and keeping a flat back.

8. YOGA

Keeping your mind healthy is just as important as keeping your body healthy, and yoga is here to help you do both. It’s a great low-impact exercise that will gradually build strength, balance, and stability.

The meditative side of yoga helps to lower stress by focusing on breathing in time with movement. Yoga classes are also a great way to meet new friends and many centers run classes catering specifically for the older yogi.

A Secret ‘Carb Trick’ That Burns Up To 1 Pound Per Day

If you’re like most women trying to lose weight… you diet, you count calories, you tear up the treadmill, and… nothing.

That’s how 40-year-old Sarah Donovan, an overweight mother with prediabetes was feeling…

She did “everything right” and never lost an inch.

Until she stumbled on this strange “carb-pairing” trick and burned away an unheard of 22lbs pounds in just 13 days.

And because of this one simple shift in her eating, she shed pounds and inches from her body without starving herself and without a lick of exercise!

With the same “carb-pairing” trick Sarah dropped a total of 37lbs in the FIRST month and she shocked her doctor by completely reversing ALL pre-diabetes symptoms!

If you’re a woman over the age of 25 who wants to reclaim her life inside the body she DESERVES, you should check it out for yourself.

#yoga #exercise #gym #gymlover #workout

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dietsauthority · 5 years ago

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The Best Tips on How to Get Abs (For Girls!)

Having trouble getting abs?

You're not the only one! We women have it hard when it concerns sculpting our tummies as well as the factor is that on a biological degree, females have a more difficult time developing muscular tissue mass compared to men.

But that's not the end of it!

Getting abdominal muscles is simply a little challenging, but do-able! I'll share a few ideas as well as techniques with you and also you'll have those abs you desire in no time.

Let's jump in!

Mythbusters

There are a great deal of misconceptions out there, allow's overcome them all. shall we?

You should do x grinds for x days: You're lying if you state you have not heard this. But things is that if you have actually been following this consistently, after that you most likely will not see outcomes for a long time.

This is because you typically aren't educating the rest of your body as well as following the sort of diet regimen and also cardio regular you should.

So stop!

Eat XYZ every day: I've listened to a great deal of "wonder foods" that will make you get abs without needing to workout. I want to inform you that these "miracle foods" haven't helped anyone and also you must deny whatever you see on the net without doing research.

Get abs in a week:Getting abdominals is a procedure and there is no other way you could get abs in a week unless you have actually been functioning in the direction of that goal or if you have a very reduced body fat portion.

What Are You Placing in Your Body?!

You do not get abdominals over night. You should be disciplined, have perseverance as well as eat right to get the abdomen you want.

Let's discuss the diet regimen component, will we?

And, no, you don't need to starve yourself to get abdominal muscles. You could do both, eat and also have rockin' abdominals. I'll inform you how.

Here are a couple of things you should maintain in mind:

1. Skip The Soda

If you're the kind of person who wants to have a glass of coke with their dishes, then you've obtained another thing coming which wouldn't be Abs.

In a study done by L.R. Vartanian et. al in 2006, it was discovered that soft beverage consumption has actually been connected to obesity!

Soda also has vacant calories, which indicates you obtained no nourishment from it, simply calories.

So, avoid the soda and also claim hey there to lemonade!

2. More water, please!

" Water is life's mater and also matrix, mother and tool. There is no life without water." - Albert Szent-Gyorgyi

Did you understand that water can help you shed even more calories?

According to a research study performed by Dennis, E.A. et. al in 2009, it was found that water helps increase your resting power expenditure to 24-30 %within ten mins of alcohol consumption water! And also this result lasts for at the very least one hour!

This effect is also much more outstanding if you consume alcohol cool water as your body burns a lot more calories when you consume alcohol even more water!

That's not it!

Ever felt like consuming even if you're bored?

Next time this occurs, beverage water rather. Water in fact aids you feel' full' and research studies have revealed that if you drink water prior to meals, you are likely to eat less!

So start drinking!

3. Bye bye Junk food, Hi Cooking!

If you desire a healthy body( and rockin' abdominals )then you have to start dining in restaurants less and also cooking more.

Yes, I get it. You don't have the moment to cook. Pay attention to me ...

Home-cooked meals have greater nutritional value compared to fast food. If you make a burger in your home it will have less calories than a hamburger you eat from your favourite restaurant.

With eating home-cooked meals you are in control of specifically what you consume. Start consuming at home!

My tip: Prepare dishes in advance to save time.

4. Don't Skip Meals!

Do you assume it is a good idea to avoid a dish to shed weight? Wrong.

First of all, if you avoid meals you will wind up reducing your metabolic rate. What that indicates is that your body will certainly take even more time to absorb food, making you ultimately acquire weight.

Not just that, missing meals could make your body run low on the essential nutrients which are connected to exhaustion, inadequate psychological feature, and also other major wellness concerns.

So you better not skip those meals!

Practice portion control instead.

5. Protein is bae!

If you're a girl that desires abs after that you better beginning having much more healthy protein! As I stated previously, it's hard for us ladies to develop muscle mass as compared to men.

And that are buddies of muscle mass? Protein!

Tri to increase your protein intake by consuming protein-rich foods like eggs, poultry, and so on. I directly want to consume my favorite Strawberry Protein Powder!!

Workouts for Killer Abdominals!

Okay, so since we have actually looked at the diet plan component, let's talk concerning functioning out. Currently if you're a careless bottom then I have bad news for you: There is no way that you can avoid exercise if you desire to get abs.

There are 2 things that you must recognize:

1. Don't Slack On Cardio

because cardio will assist you shed your fat. Your body fat percent requires to be low in order for you to get abdominals. Attempt as well as do cardio for 30-40 mins every day.

My pointer? Join a class. Be it aerobics, swimming, rotating, and so on. In this manner you'll find out something new as well as obtain your cardio done. This way you will not get bored of doing the very same thing every day.

2. Remain Active Throughout The Day.

Don't rest on your bum all the time. Attempt to make little tweaks to your daily routine to incorporate more' activity'. Take the staircases rather than the lift! Choose a stroll with your guy. Simply maintain active.

Now that we've obtained that out of our way let's discuss functioning out!

8 Ab Exercises

Let me walk you via some workouts that'll help you get those abdominals you have actually been wanting.

CAUTION: Your belly will certainly hurt if you laugh, cough, etc. after these, so prepare yourself for that melt and aches!

1. Kettlebell Russian Twists

These are simple yet the BURN later ...

Sit on the floor with your knees bent as well as your legs with each other.

Hold a kettlebell in front of you by its horns with your joints bent.

Lift your feet off the flooring as well as find your balance on your tailbone.

Twist to the right and touch the kettlebell to the floor, then immediately twist to the left as well as repeat.

Continue by alternating sides.

2. Cable Reverse Crunch

Attach an ankle joint band to a cable television as well as reduced the pulley-block to the base of the machine.

Sit before the equipment with your legs together. Secure the ankle band around both ankle joints, after that exist back on the floor.

Lift your legs over your hips, with knees bent 90 degrees. Extend your arms along your sides.

Lift your hips and bring your knees towards your head as for you can.

Keep your knees bent.

Pause a moment on top, then slowly uncurl to the begin, standing up to the pull of the machine on the return.

3. Plank

Get right into the plank with your hands below your shoulders as well as your head, hips, and heels in line.

With your hands as the pivot point, walk your feet around in a circle.

Go one complete revolution in each direction to complete one rep.

4. Crunches on Exercise Ball

Sit on a well-inflated medicine ball.

Place your hands behind your head, and also stroll your feet away from the round so your torso begins to roll onto the ball.

The round must sustain your hips as well as the contour of your lower back. Your legs should develop a bridge with your knees bent at right angles.

Exhale and also lift your upper body by about 45 degrees, drawing the deep abs in toward the back, as well as return to starting position.

5. Bicycle Crunches

Lie flat on the floor with your reduced back pushed to the ground. Intertwine your fingers, and also place your hands behind your head.

Bring your knees in towards your chest, and also lift your shoulder blades off the ground.

Straighten your appropriate upper hand from the ground while turning your upper body to the left, bringing your right elbow joint towards the left knee. Ensure your rib cage is relocating as well.

Now button sides as well as do the same movement beyond to complete one rep( and also to produce the' pedalling' activity ).

6 . Hanging Ab Curls

Using a pull-up bar, get a good hold with your palms facing out or toward each other.

Start with your legs hanging directly down, and on an exhale, pull your abdominal muscles toward your spinal column and also bend your knees, raising them up towards your chest.

Without moving, slowly lower your knees, returning to a straight-leg position.

7. Double Crunches

Lie on your back on the floor, increasing your limbs to a 90-degree angle.

Engage your abs to lift both your shoulders and pelvis off the ground. Touch your fingers to your toes.

Keeping your core involved the entire time, gradually lower them back to the starting position to finish one rep.

Come into a side plank on your right side, with your feet piled one on top of the other and also your weight on your right elbow joint with your fingers getting to far from your body, palm down.

Place your left arm behind your head, as well as inhale to prepare.

Exhale and also draw your navel to your spinal column to engage your deep abs, and revolve your left rib cage toward the floor.

Return to beginning setting, and also repeat seven more times for a total of eight reps, after that change sides. Repeat series once more on both sides.

That's All Folks!

Not too hard, wasn't it?

Well, getting abdominal muscles is just a matter of time and commitment. Ensure you eat well and don't exert your body! If you comply with these ideas to the word, I make sure you won't have a difficult time obtaining abdominal muscles at all!

Just enjoy with your workout regimen and consume great, wholesome food!

If you need anything or desire to know extra, leave a comment below as well as I'll enjoy to assist you!

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