‘Work It Out’
Genre: Taehyung x Reader (Y/N) SMUT
Warnings: sexual tension, dirty talk, daddy kink, inappropriate language, lots of foreplay, KINKS, sex toys, edging, degradation and etc.
Word count: 2,848
For: @raisa-eletae ~
Ok…. First of all, I’M SO SO SORRY IT’S LATE. I’ve been incredibly busy and life has been getting in the way so bad. I’ve been wanting to write this for ages, and I’ve been thinking about It most days. I feel so bad, and I hope you like the fic and accept my apology. I’m terribly terribly sorry I feel so awful.
P.S ~ (From this, you’ll probably be able to tell i’ve never been to a gym, since I take dance lessons often, there has been no need. So sorry if this isn’t entirely accurate, this is my ideas and views hehe ;3 )
Prompt: so i wanna request a tae smut where he’s my gym instructor, where the smut is dominating..and story with much sexual tension and foreplay?
~ 9.00am ~
Dragging your feet heavily towards the entrance of the gym, you gently dabbed at the sweat droplets which trickled down your forehead in bucket loads, you hadn’t even participated in any form of strenuous physical activity yet. God only knows what was in store for you this cold, bleak Monday morning.
You had been under a lot of stress recently, balancing both a part time job and a massive heap of never-ending work. You figured a good round of exercise would be perfect to relieve the anxiety, whilst improving your strength and stamina.
Entering the gym, you immediately felt out of your comfort zone. Sure, you’d attended gyms before, but this was a new gym which was constructed in the town centre. Everyone, and you could see that it really was EVERYONE, had at least a large amount of muscle. Everywhere you looked you could see veins popping angrily out of biceps, or toned calves that caught your eye. You hadn’t yet been assigned to a gym instructor, and you felt really odd and out of place here.
It felt as if everyone was staring at you, since you hadn’t yet settled on any equipment to use, so instead, placing your large water bottle on the stall, you slumped down, busying yourself with re-arranging your gym playlist.
A loud coughing sound drew your attention away from your phone. Slowly bringing your gaze upwards, you were almost face to face with an impossibly attractive man.
His pools of melted chocolate stared deep into your eyes. You couldn’t help but notice how his headband showcased his forehead beautifully, where tousled locks sprang free and stuck imperfectly down and matted to his sticky forehead. This guy obviously took exercise very seriously. His eyebrows were a little darker than the sandy golden wave of his hair, accentuating his face and giving off a manly air about the gentleman.
Were you still staring? You didn’t care. You wanted to drink in all his features, the same way that he was staring at you. Wait.. He really was staring back at you? What did this guy want?
The man began to nibble on his plush bottom lip, which jutted out in almost a pout. The peach tint to his lips would soon be red raw if he didn’t stop the nervous chewing.
You noticed further glassy beads trickle down the long, elegant neck. His Adam’s apple bobbing, leading to – oh my god.
There was no shirt to be seen. Instead, the sweat trail travelled down past his broad shoulders and ended up on his golden sweet chocolate abs. His navel glistened like gentle moonlight on the lake’s surface, the scattered little hairs leading towards his pack- you mean his sweatpants.
‘So…. you must be Y/N’.
You managed to meet his eyes again after they had drifted towards his area. Your throat felt dry, and your heart was beating rapidly. The adrenaline coursed through your veins and intoxicated your body. You felt limp, helpless under his stare.
‘Yes, yes I’m Y/N. I’ve booked a session, but I don’t have much experience, since I’ve never been to this gym before and-’
You interrupted by a deep, husky baritone melody.
‘Ah, Y/N, Y/N…..’ he repeated your name like a mantra. ‘Such a gorgeous name, I wonder…. is it as sweet as you?’
You were speechless. Stuttering. You tried desperately to form coherent sentences, but you were tongue-tied.
The man stared back at you, his eyes now heavily hooded and checking you out, undressing you with his eyes.
‘Oh my dear Y/N… Experience doesn’t matter at all. I’ll show you the ropes.’ The man, Taehyung you came to find from his name badge, backed you against the gym mirror. He pinned you down with no way of escape. Not that you wanted escape, that is.
He leaned to the shell of your ear, licking furiously and whispering lowly:
‘Don’t worry. You’ll gain all the experience you need. Let’s just say, It might be a bumpy ride. But this gym membership comes with the FULL package….’
You could feel him smirk against the damp skin on your ear lobe, where he had been sucking and nipping carefully, working his way towards your collar bones where he bit down more harshly. This elicted a soft whine from the back of your throat.
He only snickered in response, roughly grabbing you by the hand and pulling you into what seemed to be a private gym suite, adjacent to the public gym room.
It was dimly lit, and included not as much gym equipment and apparatus as before. Something felt off, but you couldn’t place your finger on it.
You didn’t have much time to think however, before you knew it, Taehyung had harshly slammed his lips onto yours. He massaged his tongue with yours, sucking and exploring your mouth. Exchanging each other’s tastes and softly sighing.
As you broke away for air, a thin string of spittle attached the two of you, before it dripped down your chin. This was a work out in itself, you thought. The pair of you were already working up a sufficient sweat from the heated make-out session. You had no idea where this was going, but you knew it was going somewhere good.
‘Well where were we…. Ah yes, the work out. Well, let’s start in building up your arm muscle. Or should I say, lack of it…’ He teased. He moved down to nip at your neck, laving his tongue over marks he made in this area. Deep plum purple and charcoal grey bruises stained your fragile skin. With a harsh spank of your asscheeks, he proceeded to pull you fully down on top of him.
Your lacy panties hidden under your workout shorts were already becoming soaked, and the session had barely began. You loved being submissive, being thrown around like a helpless rag-doll and being DEMANDED to obey your master.
‘Get up, your doing push-ups overs over me. Stay. Still. Kitten…’ he punctuated each words through gritted teeth, before breaking into that all too familiar smirk, his long tongue merely teasingly poking out between his teeth.
This proved rather difficult, since you were already shaking fruriously from the lust coursing through your veins. Tae was a massive distraction, you could say.
Somehow, you hauled yourself up fairly steadily hovering over the sexy figure below you. His eyes pierced your own like daggers, his expression challenging and daring. There was an almost psychotic look in his eye, but you always had a thing for the crazy ones. It was hot. All too hot. You were losing grip of reality and your head was spinning.
As you began your push-ups, It was as if you forgot Tae was there. The air was stuffy and humid and your head was pounding in rhythm with your push-ups. Silence.
Silence indeed. That was, until you heard an unnatural electric sound. Sort of like an electric wire, but you figured your head was probably amplifying background noise and you were being irrational.
All of a sudden, you felt lengthy, slender fingers grasp your workout booty shorts, slowly so so slowly pulling them down your thighs.
A sharp yet sickly sweet pleasurable feeling hit your clit. It was so much at one time. You let out a guttural moan, followed by tiny whines. You bit your lip, trying desperatley to suppress your groans.
A vibrator. That devil. Tae only went and turned up the vibrator setting to an alternate speed. A few short, high pressured bursts followed by the killer…. A long drawn out vibration stimulating your clit just right.
You were now panting uncontrollably, the small puffs of air caressing Taehyung’s neck like a bittersweet summer’s breeze.
You opened your eyes once again, staring deeply into those chocolate sparkling pools. He has that red manic flame dancing in his irises still.
‘How does it feel Jagiya? Keep pumping you little slut don’t stop for daddy now do you want to build up muscle? You don’t cum until master says. Understood?’
You were so close to tipping over the edge. So close to the sweet release which you longed for. But you were being denied of this. The gateway to heaven.
‘Y-yes Ahhhh T-Tae Oppa ohmygod shit oh fuck-’
‘Damn fucking right I’m your Oppa. Your Daddy. Your Master. Your…
E V E R Y T H I N G.’ he drawled, honey dripping from his vocals.
You just hummed, incoherent noises spilling from your little lips.
‘Use your words whore.’
‘Da-dad-dd-y’ you stuttered. You were almost tipping over the edge. No words were forming, instead jewelled sweat beads cascaded off of you. They decorated Taehyung’s cheeks perfectly where they landed, creating a dewy pattern which framed the art that worked tirelessly beneath you.
‘My slut can’t speak now? Does Daddy need to teach you speech? Punish you? Teach this baby a lesson?’
The vibrator cut off just like that. Your nerve endings were tingling and you felt on the verge of tears. The pleasure pooling in your depths came to an uncomfortable stop as your body trembled, trying to recover from this torture.
‘Squats. Now. And NO moaning. If you moan, you don’t get dessert, and trust me, you wouldn’t want to miss out on this rock candy.’ He chuckled saucily.
Your eyes trailed Taehyung, leading to said candy. He began to palm that candy, he was already very hard in his grey sweatpants. You noticed it twitch in anticipation and you felt your mouth begin to water.
Taehyung then charged towards you, ripping what was left of your booty shorts. Now said shorts were in tatters, and were twirled playfully and experimentally on a singular digit of the prince’s gorgeous sculpted hands.
You were fully exposed, besides your sports bra.
Tossing the booty shorts aside, Tae strutted towards you, looking all dominant, like a predator stalking his prey. He picked up your discarded lace panties from earlier, and examined the large wet spot which had developed.
‘Tsk….’ the man tutted impatiently. ‘Are you always this horny? Your juices dampened your underwear before any direct stimulation. Such a dirty baby girl.’
Tilting your chin up and drawing all your attention onto him and only him, he grapsed the panties and deeply inhaled your unique, sensual arousal scent. He then kitten licked at the patch of arousal, making sure to moan short and hotly in between savouring your special taste.
He was trying to rile you up. Get you to moan and beg for him. You were trying your hardest to stay strong, but this demon was testing you.
‘SQUATS I said. NOW.’
You began to squat, your ass facing him. Tae kept a firm hold on your panties as he ogled your ass from behind.
SMACK. A loud spank echoed around the private gym room.
‘Mmmmmm I didn’t realise my babe was so thicc. I can’t wait to plant my face in between your asscheeks as you sit on my face.’
Dirty talk was such a big turn on for you, and you returned to biting your now extremely chapped and abused lips. Small streams of blood gathered in the sensitive skin’s cracks and crevices.
After what seemed like forever of you muffling your moans and groans, the spank session ended.
‘Good girl’ Tae stroked your dimpled cheeks tenderly, his soft and gentle soul making a quick appearance. It didn’t last long.
Reaching for the bottom of your sports bra now, he dragged the item over your head and attached his warm cavern of a mouth directly to your nipple. He squeezed and fondled with your soft mounds of flesh. It was as if he knew your boobs and nipples were particularly sensitive areas for you.
He continued laving his exquisite tongue over your nipples appreciatively, making small pleasurable grunts and growls.
You were then forced onto a horrifying looking contraption.
‘This is the chest press machine.’ He returned to using a deep growl when he spoke. You had to admit, It turned you on even more than already just listening to his low voice, if that was even possible at this point. ‘SIT.’ He commanded bluntly. You shivered violently.
As soon as you sank down into the chair, Taehyung didn’t hang around. Prizing your legs open, the man leaned forward into your wet paradise. That same tongue darted out and began massaging between your sticky folds.
This time, you simply couldn’t help but whine, your eyes screwing shut. You grabbed a hold of the mop of dishevelled sandy hair, yanking Tae’s head towards your clit.
Taehyung hummed in return, sending pleasure waves to your core as you shuddered at the vibrations. You could feel him smile against your clit as he brought his digits up to harshly collide with the sweet spot.
He began to finger you roughly, travelling back to your opening and sliding two fingers inside of you without warning.
‘TAE-DADDY I’M GONNA STOP OH FUCK OH HOLY SHIT JESUS I’M GONNA C-CUMM PLEASE-’
‘Not yet Princess. Not yet. Be a patient princess for master.’
He continued eating you out, spreading your juices around. His face, a painted work of art. He glistened under the dim gym lights. Every now and then he would lick a long, wet stripe with his skilled tongue and blow puffs of hot air on your pulsating core.
‘You taste so good Jagiya. Just like I imagined. I know a yummy babygirl when I see one.’ He winked.
That bastard had the audacity to wink.
‘Fuck oh fuck oh f-fuck Tae Oppa I’m not kidding shit stop oh my f-’
Taehyung halted all his movements. Your legs were frantically quaking and you felt so fragile in that moment. One more touch, one more kiss, this would truly be the end.
A husky laugh resounded in your ear.
‘Oh little slut you thought this foreplay was over? You thought wrong. See that gym exercise ball? This will be your last…. little challenge let’s say. Put on a show for daddy. Your master. Ride that ball like it’s Oppa’s dick.’
Oh you’d show him alright.
With the little ounce of energy you had left, you flounced over to the exercise ball, slowly straddling it teasingly. You began to rub yourself up against the gym ball, groaning louder than ever before, continuing on by bouncing yourself up and down obscenely.
You were in charge now, and it felt amazing. Taehyung was smitten. His jaw? On the floor. His hand found its way back to his cock straining angrily against his sweats, as he massaged himself determinedly.
‘Mmmm Daddy your cock fills me up so good. So thicc. I’m so full of you. Harder Oppa just like that uhhhh fuck me with your huge dick right there yes ohgod yes.’
Taehyung couldn’t wait any longer. You had edged each other enough. This was the final straw. The next moment, you found yourself tangled on the floor with Tae, attacked with passionate kisses, shoving his tongue in your mouth and sharing your unique taste.
The man whipped out a skipping rope from god only knows where, tying your wrists together which restricted any movement. Being back to your submissive state, excitement built within your system as Tae pulled a small bottle of lube out of his back pocket.
‘Really Taehyung? The number one item on a gym trainer’s list is lube in case you get a lucky fuck?’
Tae just swiped his tongue over his swollen lips, wetting them. Damp strands of his messy hair stuck firm to his forehead, the headband now serving no good purpose.
Stripped of his sweatpants and boxer shorts, his cock stood proudly flush against his stomach. The angry head was readily leaking pre-cum, looking like the most delicious treat.
He lined up with your slick entrance.
‘Ready now baby girl?’
‘YES god fuck me now. Take me. All of me.’
With the signal, Tae glided swiftly into you, bottoming out almost straight away. You felt so good, It was just like all of your wildest fantasies.
‘YES OHMYGOD YES you’re so tight Y/N, so perfect for me, your pussy is so wet for me you love this dick don’t you mmmmfuck’
‘Wanna cum for me? Say my name Y/N say it now.’
‘Ah Tae-Tae TAEHYUNG DADDY let me cum I want to cum I’ve needed this for so long I’m gonna gon-’
With Taehyung’s final harsh thrusts, you exploded your creamy mess everywhere.
Tae dipped his fingers into your cum and sucked on the coated digits as he too came inside of you, warm and sticky as white spots blurred your vision.
The pleasure blinded you completely.
Planting a kiss on your collarbone whilst rubbing your sore frame, Tae whispered sweet nothings into the shell of your ear as the two of you clung onto each other, drifting into a state of heavenly dream.
As the artificial gym lighting faded around you into pitch black, you prayed for the gym caretaker, likely to find your lewd position, piled naked together, surrounded by nothing but love.
~ I hope this was what you wanted, I started this in Summer I’ve just been crazy busy and again I’m so sorry ~