personal trainer!Wonwoo with prompts 112 and 104 fem!reader
prompt #104: “Fuck, don’t say my name like that.”
prompt #112: “As a personal trainer I’d like to think I have a lot of… stamina.”
pairing: personal trainer!wonwoo x female!reader
genre: smut
requests are CLOSED temporarily
You always enjoyed coming to your Friday night personal training sessions. Not only did it let you blow off steam from your gruelling office job, but it also allowed you to see the gorgeous hunk of a man that was your personal trainer, Jeon Wonwoo. Your heart always skipped a beat whenever you saw him.
Tonight was no different, you pushed your way through the double doors at 7pm and were met with his beautiful smiling face. “Nice to see you again!” His cool voice filled you with warmth from your head to your toes, and you sent him a smile in return. “It’s good to be back, I had such a shit week at work,” you sighed, setting your bag down and walking towards him.
“Well, let’s get started then, shall we?”
You weren’t exactly sure how you ended up in this position, but you really weren’t complaining.
One stretch had you being contorted into an awkward position, and Wonwoo bending over you to help you stretch as far as you could. “Wonwoo...” you moaned out, feeling the stretch even more than you could before. He felt his body stiffen at the sound of his name leaving your lips, and he couldn’t stop repeating it in his mind.
“Fuck, don’t say my name like that,” he hissed, letting his hand drop from your shoulder to grip your hip. You could only whine under his grip, wiggling against him and only finding yourself in closer proximity to him. You could feel his hardening erection under your thigh, and it didn’t help your cause when he leaned further into you, pressing a kiss against your shoulder.
“I think you started this problem, sweetheart, and you should probably fix it,” his voice had dropped an octave and sent shivers down your spine. He spun you around and let his lips crash into yours heatedly, letting his hands roam until they finally settled on your ass.
“So? Are you gonna be good for me and help me out?” His voice sparked electricity throughout your entire body, and you couldn’t help the gush of wetness that seeped through your underwear, and more than likely produced a patch on your gym shorts.
You were so fucked.
“Fuck, Wonwoo-” you gasped out, feeling his cock pulse inside of you. He had been fucking you for what seemed like hours, and honestly was probably sitting around the hour mark with no signs of stopping. “You-you don’t ever stop, do you?” You whined out, gasping when his cock buried itself deep inside of you.
“Well you see, as a personal trainer I’d like to think I have a lot of...stamina” he replied, moaning out when you clenched around him. You couldn’t even gather the courage to reply to him when he slammed his hips harder into you, making the knot in your stomach tighten, and eventually with a few more hard thrusts you were cumming all over his cock, and him pulling out to spill onto your thighs.
“Well, that was definitely an interesting personal training session,” you spoke quietly, feeling your cheeks burn when you admired Wonwoo’s body. He turned to face you with a smile, before placing his lips against yours briefly and pulling you to stand up.
“I think that we should be continuing this session at my place, don’t you think?”
