Actions

Work Header

She just wanted to take a shower

Summary:

She takes his fighting classes and had stressful day so he decides to please her in the shower.

Notes:

(See the end of the work for notes.)

Work Text:

Absent, my gaze slipped out of the window. In the background I heard panting and sweat ran down my forehead.
But I just couldn't focus on the training.
Today was one of the busiest days in a long time and I was just tired.

As if on command, I yawned and quickly put my hand in front of my mouth so that no one could see it.
But he had seen it.

With raised eyebrow he looked at me and I quickly turned away and tried again to do the task he had given us. Today I'm not ready for eye contact with anyone.

First my neighbors were stressing again in the middle of the night and then those at work.
And yet I'm here now, that's already a start.
In my subconscious, I knew it probably wasn't because of the sport.

Shaking my head, I hit the punching bag.
In my mind, my neighbors appeared paired with unbelievable anger.
I beat harder and harder and didn't notice how my breath was getting faster and fastee.

Apparently, however, I also cut my technique apart with every punch and towards the end I just hit like a wild one on the punching bag.

"Jill."
Immediately I stopped at the tone and looked to the side, gasping.
Wide-legged and with his hands clasped in front of his chest, he stood next to me and just looked at me with his eyebrow raised.
Immediately I looked away again as I felt heat rising in my head.

"Sorry," I apologized for whatever I had done.
My chest rose and lowered irregularly as I returned to our trained fighting position and just about to start hitting again as he stepped behind me.

Immediately I took him with all my senses and my focus shifted to his body right behind mine. It was as if I could feel his hard chest against my back, even though he didn't touch me at all. I got hot when he leaned forward. Now I could feel him. His breath passed my ear and I shuddered. "May I?" He muttered and I nodded mechanically without understanding what he meant.

The next moment, his two hands were loosely on my hip and I tightened myself completely. He laughed softly in my ear, "relax" and so he turned me a little more to the side.

"You have to pay more attention to your hips, hence your momentum. The more you twist your hip," he slowly turned them forward with both hands and I let him, "the more strength you have at the end." It ended when my hip was completely twisted.

I nodded hastily, that he had told us many times before and I wanted to show him that I had listened. Slowly he stepped backwards and let his hands slide off my hip.
From the corner of my eyes I saw how he stood demonstratively next to me and had focused his eyes only on me.

Swallowing, I stood up again and took a deep breath.
Just now I hadn't noticed how I had held my breath when he touched him with his rough hands, but when I felt his strong chest behind me and how his muscles moved when he moved, I just didn't dare to breathe anymore.

Now I did it all the more and felt the tiredness rising into my bones and flooding my body. But he still looked at me.
I nodded and this time I didn't see my neighbors but my co-workers.

With renewed anger, I pulled out and turned forward with full momentum. In the spin I extended my hand forward and hit the punching bag as hard as I could with my fist.
I quickly went back. My gaze did not leave the bag and so I pulled out again to hit it.

I kept repeating it and was so focused on the punching bag in front of me that I didn't even notice how someone was holding it.
It was only when I tried to breathe into my lungs with a burning feeling in my throat that I noticed the strong hands holding it.

I had taken my hands down and leaned on my thigh.
"Break!"
Shouted a deep voice close to me in the room and a general relieved mocking followed.

Relieved, I too wanted to stand up. However, I felt that I could not, as my breath still did not allow it.
Slowly I tried to fill my lungs and stared at the ground. Uncertain points entered my field of vision, which I frantically tried to flicker away.
Drops of sweat landed under me and I wiped my forehead with trembling hands.

"Drink something," I heard it next to me and saw, as my eyes were on the ground, his shoes were right next to me.
I nodded and slowly straightened up.

Without looking at him properly, I quickly passed him with low gaze and shaky legs. However, he stood so that our shoulders met.

Swallowing, I shook my head to get rid of the emerging thoughts and ran hastily.
There were the same people there as always and slowly we got better and better with each other also through the training together.

Laughing lightly we ran out of the locker room again, while it was increasingly difficult for me to laugh along and so I just ran back to my punching bag and put myself in position.

After we had continued doing various exercises, the training was over and we said goodbye. Which I was about to do when I saw them all talking to the coach.

He was very popular. Not only because of his appearance, but also because of his looks, his aura and his general nature.He radiated something dangerous, but when you trained with him he was understanding and attentive. Although the scar on the edge of his mouth frightened me at first.
In short, you just felt safe in his presence.
Even though I never wanted to feel that way again.

I wanted to be strong on my own and not need that feeling. Still, it was nice to feel it anyway sometimes.

I had thoughtfully looked at them and did not notice how his gaze had slipped towards me.
Red shot into my cheeks and I just quickly raised my hand to say goodbye, while I was already halfway out of the hall.

I didn't even wait for his reaction and yet I could feel his look in his back and knew exactly what kind of look he was probably looking at.

Arms covered with goosebumps I reached for the door handle of the dressing room and quickly disappeared into it.
He didn't scare me.
What scared me was my body's reaction to him and everything he did.

Just when he showed something and his broad shoulders moved, heat rose in me. We're just not talking about his hands, whose sight makes me squeeze every time.

Little by little, the others also came into the dressing room.
I did not hurry, but sat down on one of the benches and drank while staring at the floor.

The training had been intense because although I was tired, I was angrier than I had ever been before. Maybe it was also because I felt his gaze on me and still the pressure of his hands on my hips.

With red cheeks, I held a hand in front of my mouth and slapped my legs on top of each other.
The others didn't seem to notice it and all said goodbye one after the other.

In the end, I was the only one left and groaning I got up from the bank.
Since I just wanted to go to bed, I decided to use the adjoining showers. Tired, I scrambled changing clothes, towel and shower bath together before I knocked on the door.

Flickering, the light went on and I closed the door behind me as I began to undress, sighting.
Although it took me a while to find the right temperature by the water, I sighted and relaxed when it finally was the right temperature.

Slowly I rubbed my body and as I brushed over my breasts, I could think of nothing but his hands on them.
Sighing, I pulled on them and slipped further down to my hip over my belly and to my now throbbing center.

"You're such a naughty girl," roared a deep voice behind me, which I would have recognized among millions.

No sound came over my lips and the only thing I could hear as I stood there frozen was the water from the shower crashing over me to the floor.

Slowly I felt him stepping close behind me and stroking my wet hair out of my neck with his fingertips.

A quake ran through my body as his lips touched my neck very lightly.
Automatically I leaned more towards him and trembled slightly as I felt his naked upper body behind mine.
That made him laugh darkly at me, which only made my goosebumps even stronger.

His hands slipped down my body and just below my stomach.
"Did I tell you to stop?" Something dark swung in his voice and I let myself fall even more against him.
Shaking my head, I bit my lip.

,,Go on then." He breathed and grabbed my chin to turn me aside.
He leaned lightly towards me and down to my lips.

For a few moments his lips just floated over mine and I felt his breath just as he felt mine.
He looked deep into my eyes.
He seemed to be getting darker, and his hair, too, had become blacker from the water and hung in strands on his face.

But it didn't hurt his beauty.

He leaned over slightly so that our lips become stripped.
Sticking, I held my breath and my eyes began to close slightly as I felt his teeth on my lip.
He gently pulled my lower lip and freed it from my teeth, as I had still bitten on it.

Surprised, I looked at him and was caught in his gaze. He did not let go of my lip, but continued to suck and bite easily.

Then he let her go and went back to the shelf in the middle of the room. He was completely naked as he casually leaned backwards against it. He never took his eyes off me. Mine moved deeper, however, and my legs began to tremble when I saw how big he was.

"Show me how you touch yourself." He rasps and i swallowed the thiccnes in my throat away. Slowly I let my hand touch my stomach. My gaze was fixed on his size and my fingers found their way between my legs.

A sigh escaped me and I leaned back against the wall under the still running water, while two fingers slipped into me. I slightly bit my lip as my fingers went out and back in faster and faster, but I had to see him. Slowly I opened my eyes and looked at him under my lashes.

Now he was no longer as relaxed as he had just been. His whole body was tense and he just looked at my fingers and how they kept slipping out of me only to drive back into me faster shortly afterwards.

His hand has also gone wandering and he strokes over his now completely hard cock.

Swallowing, I pushed my other hand to my tit and started massaging it.

I want him to lose control. I want him to come here. I want his hands on me - inside of me.

His gaze darkened when he saw my second hand and when I grinned at my nipple and closed my eyes moaning, he was standing right in front of me when I opened them again.

His hair hung wet in his face and he breathed heavily while his two hands wrapped me up. My fingers were still inside me and they got faster as his gaze glided over my naked body in front of him. Slowly his one hand grooved everything he looked at. My lips, my neck, my breasts and finally he drove slowly over my book and between my legs. Reflexively, I pushed through my back and bit my lips so as not to moan as I felt his hand there. He wrapped mine with his and took control by pulling my hand out of me. Reluctantly I let it go and a whimper escaped me as he did not let go of my fingers again, on the contrary he began to rub them over my middle. So he distributed everything and made my knee tremble with wild expectations.

Then he looked into my eyes and a gasp escaped me at his intense gaze.

The next moment he rammed my fingers into me. Moaning, I pushed my back through and my bare breasts touched his bare chest, which elicited a dark tone from him and made my nipples even stiffer.

Then with a jerk he removed my fingers and I sank back against the wall. With half-closed eyes, I looked up at him. My lips were just open when I saw him take my hand up in his.

Fluid was pouring down my two fingers to my hand and I wanted to quickly pull it out of his to clean it as he brought my fingers to his mouth.

Shocked, I looked at him as he, without taking his eyes off mine, put my fingers in his mouth. The next moment I felt his tongue start licking my fingers.

My knees threatened to break away from under my body and I groaned slightly as I could not tear my gaze away from my fingers in his mouth.

Finally, he took it out and held it loosely in his hand. I stood in front of him trembling for breath and stared up at him.

"Turn around."

I felt a throb in my stomach and with trembling legs I turned around slowly, but kept looking him in the eyes the whole time.

He ran backwards briefly and picked up something off the ground.

Waiting, I rubbed my legs together and tried to recognize what it was when he came back again. He stood close behind me and now I recognized the belt in his hands. Frightened, I looked up into his eyes. At the look in his eyes, my stomach contracted and I gasped.

"Hands up."
I exhaled trembling and slowly lifted them as I pressed my legs together.
He briefly let his gaze wander over me before he walked up to me smiling and tied my hands gently with his belt.

Swallowing, I breathed heavily and he looked into my eyes.
Slowly his hands slipped further down as he was done and he grabbed my neck, turning me back towards him and pushing me against the wall with my back.

His lips landed on my neck and followed by my gasping he walked further down and surrounded my breasts.

I began to creak violently against the wall and rubbed my legs on top of each other.
Meanwhile, he was kneeling at eye level with my breasts and his hands moved between my legs while his mouth lay on my chest.

Moaning, I dropped my head against the wall behind me and my back bent towards him.
Immediately his hands were there and pressed me against the wall again.

Gasping I looked down at him down and met his gaze as he looked up at me.
Slowly he opened his mouth and I saw his canine teeth flash before he drove them over my nipples. A whimper escaped me and I tore at the belt.
Then he drove down, still looking up at me, and he spread kisses on my stomach. Surely his hands were pushing my legs apart and I gasped as I felt his breath between my legs.
Finally, he leaned back a little bit and stared at my center.

More and more heat went through me and there. Meanwhile, I had to drip.
Tensioned, I slipped back and forth on the wall. His focused gaze slipped up to me and I turned mine away.

Suddenly and without warning, I felt his lips right on my center. Frightened, my whole body twittered and I pressed myself against him, while my gaze was at him again.
The very moment I looked at him again, he looked up at me and opened his mouth

I moaned loudly as I felt his tongue and tried to move my pelvis as he grabbed it with both hands and pressed me against the wall. Gushing, I spread my legs further apart. My arms and legs trembled.

Our eyes met and only then did he begin to move his tongue. "Toji!" I moaned his name as it got hotter inside me. At that moment, I felt his mouth close around something and he began to suck violently. My mouth opened to a quiet scream and my head fell backwards while with a jerk his fingers were inside me.

He drove faster and faster inside me while his mouth so-called on me. My eyes fell backwards and I couldn't stop moaning as my arms trembled uncontrollably above my head. I wanted to push him even more, even closer to me. A deep desire for more built up in me and grew bigger and bigger. "More," I moaned, "Faster."

At that moment, he added another finger and I pushed my back through as my legs gave way under me. Moaning violently, I gave in to the desire in me and let it go moaning. My body was twitching and he was holding onto my hip, which was the only reason I was still standing.

But even after this orgasm he did not stop. His fingers kept going further out of me and back into me, and his mouth had not left my center.

He ate me out like I was his last meal.

Whispering, I continued to groan as the desire began to rise in me again.

At that moment, he pulled his fingers and mouth back and stood up.

Disappointed, I moaned and my hip twitched briefly as he pressed himself against me with his entire body.

Swallowing, I felt him between me as he pressed my hip against the wall and his lips wandered to my neck. My legs were still far apart and he stood between them. His cock was just below my middle and he began to stroke it lightly over her.

Moaning, I threw my head back and my arms fell on his back. I hurriedly pressed him and moved my hips to feel more of him. He laughed rawly against my neck and looked me in the eyes as he glided incredibly slowly with his cock again over my center.

My legs trembled and I looked at him pleading. ,,Use your mouth", he whispered. His eyes followed my mouth, which was half open.

"I need you." He narrowed his eyes and his gaze was nearly black, ,,where? where do you Need me babe?"

"Inside-" a hiccup escaped my lips, "I need your cock inside of me."

His hands went from my hip to my thighs and he lifted me up.

A frightened sound escaped me, which turned into a deep moan as he immediately let me down, his cock riding into me with a skirt.

My head fell backwards as it filled me completely. Pain twitching through me made my legs numb, which he felt as he grabbed them harder and slipped out of me.

The next moment, however, he was completely inside me again, this time without pain and I raised my head moaning.

His eyes hit mine and the next time he drove out of me I closed my legs around him and he groaned harshly as he slipped back into me.

Moaning, I once again surrendered to the desire that began to pulsate in me. He was getting faster and faster, and all of a sudden I felt it. The feeling was even more intense than before and my legs started shaking while my mouth was open and no noise came over my lips when the orgasm came over me.

A low groan escaped his lips and his cock grew even bigger inside of me. He drove hard into me a few more times, as he also dropped his head moaning backwards and I felt him coming into me.

A delightful moan escaped me at this feeling and my head fell forward. Slowly I walked with my lips over his neck and began to suck on him, which made him moan quietly. Finally, I was at his lips and wrapped his lower lip with mine. Gently I sucked on it and drove my teeth over his lip.

His head was straight again and his gaze was on me. Slowly he raised a hand as I held on to him myself with my legs and he went to my mouth. Slowly he loosened his lip from my teeth and we stared at us for a few seconds breathing heavily.

Then his lips were on mine and I pressed him closer with my legs. At first it was just his warm, rough lips moving against mine as his mouth opened and our tongues met.

He wanted to have the upper hand, but I wouldn't let him, so that a deep tone escaped him as I pressed my tongue against his moves. Underneath me, I suddenly felt his cock getting harder and harder and he loosened his lips from me. We looked at each other panting and he drove his thumb over my swollen lips. My tongue came out and I slightly licked over his thumb, which darkened his gaze.

"Turn around."

His hands loosened my legs from him and I stood trembling before him again. Slowly I turned around and put my still-knoted arms in front of me against the wall. He gently grabbed them and loosened the belt, but when I tried to feel for him, he grabbed them again and tied them again, only this time they were lying on my back.

The next thing I felt was his dick on my ass.

Frightened, my head moved to the side and I looked at him. Smiling, he leaned over my back to me and kissed my ear.

"Don't be afraid." His voice was rough and I swallowed hard as he took his cock and positioned it at my entrance. Slowly he moved forward.

My face twisted as he slid into me and stretched me. It wasn't the first time, but I never had a cock so big in me.

He put his head in my neck and his one hand held my hip while his other slipped to my hands, where he held them by the belt.

Suddenly he jerked into me, which elicited a soft scream which turned into a loud moan. I could hardly hear him breathing behind me as he slowly pulled himself out of me and slowly penetrated me again. His hand moved from my hip to my middle and he leaned down to me.

His naked upper body was now lying on top of mine and his hand passed gently over my middle as he pulled himself out of me again.

Now a groan escaped me as he began to massage me in front and drove into me from behind.

"You like that huh?"

My next moan was enough answer to him and he got faster, while he straightened himself up again and drove no longer into me but used my butt in which he grabbed him moved on him.

His head was in his neck and his hand was still massaging my middle as my groans became shorter and louder and I could do nothing but moan his name over and over again.

It was too much, too fast and yet he did not slow down.

Stars entered my field of view as the desire grew stronger and I pressed myself more against him.

His hand in my middle became faster and faster as I came with a loud cry and my legs gave way under me.

Gently he picked me up and pulled me to his chest, while he drove into me a few more times and finally came into my ear moaning quietly.

Slowly he pulled out of me, but still held me pressed to his chest.
I tried to breathe normally again, while he stood up again and pulled me up with him.

My breath returned to normal as I moved away from him and clung to the wall, while his arms fell off me.

My gaze fell over him and I became really aware of what just happened.
The corners of his mouth twitched when he saw my look and he walked up to me smiling.

He gently grabbed my chin and pressed a kiss on the corner of my mouth as he turned the water back on.

He wrapped his arm around my hip and pulled me to him.
His lips met mine as he began to gently wash my body.

Notes:

English is not my first language, so i apologise for any spelling, grammar and vocabular mistake.