The Weight of Him
“What a fucking day!” you say to yourself as you get out of your car. You walk toward the gym, thinking about the rough day you had at work. Your best friend cancelled your gym date again for an actual date. Your boss just gave you a new project he wants to be completed in two weeks. You’re already struggling to finish the last project he gave you. You know you are going to have to put in more overtime at the office. You’re filled with frustration. You don’t know why he always seems to hand these types of projects to you. You hurry inside, out of the cold. The weatherman mentioned there may be snow on the way. You think about how you will spend the weekend curled up with a good book and a cup of hot chocolate as you watch the snow fall. You immediately start to perk up. You know you’ll feel even better getting some frustration out lifting weights.
Inside, the gym is quiet. You worked so late that you seem to be the only one in the gym tonight. You shrug your shoulders.
“Oh well,” you think to yourself, “I prefer when it’s quiet anyway.”
You go into the changing room to switch into your leggings and tank top. You change into your socks and tennis shoes. Placing your work clothes and bags in the locker, you walk out to begin your workout. You pause a moment, thinking about where you want to focus your workout today. Should you go for a run on the treadmill? Maybe focus on strength training? You decide you’d rather lift some weights, knowing it clears your head more. Running you would just continue thinking about work.
You make your way over to the weights. As you turn the corner, you notice you aren’t alone. You’ve seen him before. He usually comes at night as well. You thought he worked here at first, till your friend told you he’s just a regular. As you walk past him you feel his eyes follow you. You try not to let it bother you. You’re used to men watching you as you work out. At least he doesn’t give you the creeps like the others. You pause to think about that for a second. You don’t know him, but you feel safe with him there. Even if it’s just the two of you. You shrug to yourself and begin to stretch your arms and warm up. The whole time feeling his eyes on you.
You hear him start to lift weights again. His heavy breathing and moans as he lifts the weights seem louder in the quiet gym. The noises send tingles up your spine and make warmth settle between your legs. You try to shake it off. You think to yourself that you must be more tired than you thought. You grab your weights and head to the nearest bench to begin your workout. The only sounds in the gym are of you working out, and the hum of the heater. You try to focus on the weights, making sure you’re counting reps, but the sound of him fills your mind. No matter how hard you try, the noises he is making conjure up images in your mind. Hot and steamy images.
You sit up straight, becoming increasingly frustrated. Of all the people you could have been alone with tonight, why did it have to be him? You chance a glance at him and you have to admit, you’ve enjoyed catching glimpses of him before. You’ve especially loved watching the way the muscles in his arms flex as he curls the weights close to his chest. You’ve watched as the muscles in his back moved as he posed in front of the mirror. The images playing in your mind cause your head to swim a bit, and the gym suddenly feels much warmer. You start to feel an ache that has nothing to do with lifting weights.
“Hey, are you ok? You look flushed.”
You quickly look up and see him standing in front of you. Your heart feels like it’s about to pound out of your chest. You can’t tell if it’s from fear or the thrill of him being so close to you.
“Oh! Thank you, but I am okay. It’s a bit warm in here tonight, so I probably just need some water.”
“Yeah, it gets pretty warm in here at night. I’m Changbin, by the way. I’ve think I’ve seen you here before.”
“Nice to meet you Changbin, I’m Y/N. And yeah, I come here a few times a week. Usually, my friend is with me.”
“Nice to meet you too. Are you okay with it just being the two of us here?”
“Is there are reason I should be worried?”
Changbin chuckles lightly, “No, y/n, I’ll protect you and keep you safe.”
You look up at him in confusion. Keep you safe? Sure, he is cute. You’ve wondered many times about how his arms would feel around you, but you just officially met him! He looks back at you with a cheeky half smile, his eyes slightly closed, almost seductive. But that can’t be! Could it? Changbin slowly turns and walks back to his bench. As he walks away, he turns his head back toward you.
Still half smiling, he says, “If you need a spotter, just ask. I know I may need you to spot me, since there is no one else here.”
You dumbly shake your head yes, still staring after him. You’re still wondering what he meant. What was that look for? Why is your heart pounding? Could he hear it? You shake your head trying to clear it. What were you trying to do next? You pick up the weights to return them to the stand. You wipe down the bench and move on to the next machine. As you continue your workout, you swear you feel his eyes on you the whole time. Your workout is not turning out as well as you like. His eyes feel like they are caressing you. You can’t stop your mind from wandering. What would it feel like to feel his hands on your body?
Finishing earlier than you planned, you complete the set of reps you were on and clean up. You start to pick up your towel and water bottle when you hear Changbin call your name.
“Hey y/n, would you mind helping me for a second?”
You look at Changbin and see him laying on a bench press. He is gripping the bar firmly and you can see the veins popping in his hands. You swallow hard at the sight.
“Yeah, sure. You need me to spot you?”
He smiles that smile again, “Yes, please.”
His voice sounds lower, thicker, heavier. You shiver slightly at the sound, feeling so much more meaning behind his words. You slowly walk toward him and stand behind his head. You look down at him and reach for the bar; your hands lightly brush his. Sparks shoot up your arms at the touch. Your stomach clenches. Why is he having this effect on you? He smiles at you as if he knows everything your feeling, as if it is all written on your face. You can feel yourself starting to blush. Changbin starts to lift the weight from the stand, and you quickly focus on assisting him. You keep your hands on the bar, but your back is starting to ache from leaning over him trying not to step too close.
“You’re going to hurt both of us if you keep standing like that and I drop this,” he chuckles at you.
“If I step any closer to help support you, I’ll be standing over your face.”
Changbin’s smile widens, “I won’t mind, baby.”
You looked down at him in shock. He just chuckles more and winks up at you. You know he is doing this on purpose now. You admit that you kind of like it. You decide to step a little closer to him. The ache in your back eases, but the ache between your legs increases. You feel yourself clenching in reaction to every grunt and moan from him as he continues to lift the weight. After what seems like an eternity to you, he finally raises the bar for the last time, and you help him put it back on the rack. You can’t help but get closer to him as you assist him. Once the bar is safely on the rack, you start to pull away, but Changbin is faster. His hands reach out and grab the backs of your thighs, squeezing almost painfully. You gasp, both in surprise and pleasure from the pressure of his fingers digging into you.
“What are you doing?” you ask, voice slightly raised and breathless.
“Where are you going, baby? I’m not done needing your help yet.”
His smile is slow and seductive. You’re frozen in place as he releases your legs, lightly brushing them with his fingers. He stands up and turns to you. He walks toward you and you look up to his face. He stands several inches taller than you. His shoulders are so wide he seems to surround you. Your breath catches at the heat and desire on his face.
“I’ve been watching you for so long, wanted you for so long.”
He lifts his hand to your face, cupping your cheek. He brushes his thumb lightly over your lower lip. You can feel the callouses on his hand. You can’t help but turn your face into his hand, loving the feeling of him.
“I know you’ve been watching me too. I’ve felt your eyes on me. I can feel your desire for me.”
Changbin steps closer to you. The air around you seems to shift. He leans closer, his lips brushing your ear.
“I’ve been waiting for you. I knew you would come.”
His hand brushes over your shoulder and down your arm. His other hand moves to your waist. Your breath is coming faster, your heart hammering against your ribs. You want him so badly, but you’re afraid of the feelings he is stirring in you. Your want is turning to need with every brush of his fingers. You place your hands on his arms. You can feel the strength of them as you squeeze him lightly. You tilt your head back as he lightly kisses your ear and begins trailing light kisses down your neck, lightly biting you at the base of your shoulder. You let out a slight gasp, gripping his arms tighter.
Raising his face back to your ear, he says, “Tell me you want me. Right here, right now.”
He leaves more kisses on your neck, cupping your cheek, he then moves to the other side. He takes your ear between his teeth and lightly pulls then sucks on your ear lobe. You can’t help the moan that escapes you. He brushes his hand back, threading his fingers in your hair, pulling your head back farther, while the hand at your waist pulls you even closer to him.
“Tell me how bad you want me, want this,” he whispers roughly, his grip on your hair tightening. He rubs his hips against you; you feel his swollen member pressing against your stomach. You inhale sharply, as more heat pools between your legs.
“Yes, Changbin. I want you. Please,” you plead. You feel dizzy from the desire pulsing through you. You begin to feel desperate for him.
Changbin smiles into the side of your neck, “That’s my good girl.”
Changbin pushes you backwards till you’re pressed between him and the wall. You quickly look and make sure there are no windows where people can see you. Changbin grabs your hips, pushing you away and pulling you closer, rubbing you against him. Your hands move over his chest, grip his shirt, and pull him to you. Changbin releases your waist, grabs your wrists, and pins them above your head.
“I’m going to make you mine,” he says breathing hard, his lips brushing yours. He kisses you hard, almost painfully, his teeth biting your bottom lip. With one hand holding your wrists above you, and while still kissing you, his other hand moves down your chest and stomach. He moves his hand inside your shirt. You can feel his fingers reaching under and lifting your bra away from your breasts. He plunges his tongue into your mouth as he grabs your breast, kneading it roughly. Your nipple tightens against his palm. You arch your back, leaning into his hand. You moan into his mouth as he deepens the kiss.
Releasing your hands, he moves away enough to remove your shirt and bra. You reach out to help him remove his shirt as well, almost tearing it in desperation. You both moan as he presses against you again, rubbing and grinding against you.
“You’re so beautiful, baby.”
“I need you, Changbin. I can’t take it anymore.”
“Don’t worry, baby. I’m no where near done with you.”
He pulls you enough away from the wall to give him space to grab your hair again and bend you slightly backwards. His other hand moves down your stomach; he slips his hand inside your pants. As he lowers his mouth to your breast, he sucks your nipple hard into his mouth, his hand in moves between your legs and starts rubbing you. You cry out as your desire becomes an inferno inside you. He lifts his head and slowly releases you. With a wicked smile on his face, he drops down before you, pulling your pants and underwear down with him, bearing all of you to him. He removes your shoes and pants, tossing them to the side.
“I wonder if you taste as good as you look.”
Before you can respond he pushes you against the wall and falls to his knees in front of you. You gasp as he lifts one of your legs, rests the back of your knee on his shoulder, and plunges his face between your legs, licking and sucking your clit greedily. You loudly cry out his name, grabbing his hair with both hands. He is sucking so hard and sticking his tongue deep inside you moving it around the edges of your entrance. You begin to thrust your hips against his face, and try and pull him deeper against you. Your cries get louder, you feel yourself getting tighter.
Before you can cum all over his face, he moves away and stands up. You can feel yourself throbbing, the air cold against your wet heat. He stares at you as he forcefully lowers his pants and steps out of them.
“Not yet, baby girl.”
You can’t help but look at him standing before you. His honey warm skin with a light sheen of sweat seems to make him glow. His eyes are dark and dangerous. You look lower at his member standing erect and towards you. Your eyes widen as you take in the size of him. He is so long and thick. You briefly wonder if he will even fit inside you. His smile widens as he reaches out and grabs your wrist tightly, spinning you around to face the wall. You feel him press against you from behind, one hand wrapping around your waist, the other moving up between your breasts to wrap around your neck. He squeezes your neck tightly but not so tight you can’t breathe, but enough to struggle slightly. You can feel his member pressing the apex of your thighs.
“Open for me. I want to feel your tight pussy around me.”
You spread your legs enough to allow him entrance. He leans back just enough, and with the one hand still at your throat, uses the other to grab his dick and rub it between your folds.
“Is this what you want, baby?’
Gasping, head tilted back, you manage, “Yes, please Changbin, make me yours.”
He lines himself up at your entrance, pressing slightly, just moving the tip in and out of you, driving you into a frenzy.
“Changbin! I need you! Now!” you yell.
With a chuckle, he wraps his arm around your waist again. As he pulls you hard against him, he thrusts into you. You both cry out as you take all of him in that one hard thrust. He buries himself deep inside you. He is so thick, tears swell in your eyes at the slight pain of being stretched, but at the same time it feels incredible.
“Fuck, you feel so good.”
“Changbin, please, don’t stop.”
“You ready, baby? You want me to fuck you hard?’, he asks as he slowly pulls out and thrusts hard back into you.
“Yes. Fuck me, Binnie,” you gasp as he starts driving into you repeatedly. He pumps into you hard, your hips bang into the wall, but you don’t care. You angle your hips toward him, pushing your hips back to meet his thrusts. His hand at your throat tightens for a moment then releases to wrap his arm around your neck making you arch backwards toward him. You feel yourself getting tighter around him. He moans as he feels you squeeze him and he thrusts faster and harder, slamming you into the wall. You’re both moaning so loud now, your ears are almost ringing.
“Cum baby! Oh fuck, cum for me!”
You grab the arm at your throat with both hands, your nails digging into his arm. You tilt your head forward and bite down on his arm and let out a scream as you shatter and cum harder than you ever have in your life. As he feels your release wash over him, Changbin thrusts three more times, pushing deep into you on the final time, spilling deep inside you. As he cums, you hear him growl “Mine” in your ear.
You both stand there for several minutes, pressed against the wall, catching your breath. The whole time, Changbin lightly places kisses on your shoulder and the back of your head, his hands caressing your sides. When you both recovered enough, you use your towels to wipe yourselves off. You then reach for your clothes to get dressed. Once finished, you look at each other. His smile has changed, become gentler. You see the dimple in his cheek you hadn’t noticed before. He holds out his hand to you, silently asking you to take it.
You reach out to take his hand. He laces your fingers with his and pulls you close. He gives you a light kiss, and you smile at him.
“Would you like to go get some snacks?”
You throw your head back in a laugh. Smiling up at him, “Absolutely, I’m starving.”
He laughs back at your response and starts leading you out of the gym toward your cars. You smile to yourself. Who’d have thought the boy in the gym would be the best thing to happen to you?
