GSG9 Love

Recovery

*SMUT WARNING*

Jäger's POV:

It's been about 4 weeks since I got out of hospital and I can say that I'm feeling great. The wounds have all scabbed over and I no longer have to wear dressings all over my body. Doc has kept me updated with all of the latest pain killers and this morning he gave Blitz the green light to start some light movement physio. So here I am standing in the gym changing room looking at myself in the mirror waiting for Blitz. I can see the wound showing through the skin tight shirt I have on. It makes me feel weak seeing it. How did I let a few punk ass bitches get the better of me?

"Yo! you ready?" his voice breaks through my train of thought

He walks up behind me and he can see my feelings like I'm wearing them on my sleeve. "stop thinking about it. no one thinks you're weak. everyone was surprised that you're still alive. Even Doc admitted to me in the hospital that he though you were going to die on the way to the ward." He didn't carry on he just wrapped his arms around my waist.

I turned into his arms and he tightened his grip around me. I breathed in his scent and it filled me with energy and positivity. I leaned in and kissed him and he full on put his lips onto mine. We pulled away and he smiled. "Are you ready to start some training?" he questions

"I am indeed. I've spent too long in your bed. I need to get back to a fighting figure again" I reply enthusiastically. 

"Come on then stud" he winks leading the way out of the changing rooms. We push the doors of the gym open and Bandit clocked me whilst spotting IQ on the bench press

"Look who decided to show up" he announces to the entire gym 

"Woohoo!" "Aye!" and clapping erupted in the gym making me smile and blush. I followed Blitz to an area of the gym where people used mats to stretch before working out. There were some light weights already laid out on the floor.

"Right" Blitz started "I'd like you to grab the lightest dumbbell over there and do some crunches. 30 reps per set and 3 sets. In between each set do 30 Russian twists. We need to work that wound and get your core strength back up again" He explains

"Yes sir" I say as I walk onto the mats and begin doing the workout. I can see in the corner of my eye that he's blushing at the 'Sir' bit which makes me smile.

I get to the 15th rep of my first set of crunches and I can feel the ache already. I honestly thought this was going to be nothing. But it has been a while since I last worked out. I slow my pace a bit so I can catch my breath and I can see Blitz in front of me opposite a mirror using some huge weights whilst bicep curling. The veins in his arms looking like they're trying to escape. Beads of sweat forming on his head and neck. What I wouldn't do to see him like that in bed. 

He slows and turns to me seeing I've stopped "You ok bud? Are you hurting" he questions worry spreading on his face and I can't say I don't love his caring side

I shake my head and his smile returns and he carries on whilst looking at me. I manage to concentrate on what I was doing after that and the rest of the session went fairly well. My abs ached a lot but I wasn't too surprised. After we finished our session we headed to the gym exit. I followed Blitz and it was my new favourite smell. 

We arrived in the changing room and he rummaged through his bag for his towel.

"Hey, I'm gonna wait and shower when I get back to your dorm" I say. He stops looking for his towel and looks my way

"Yeah I'll probably do the same" he replies packing his drinks bottle in his bag and throwing it over his shoulder. His sweat soaked shirt unable to unstick from his abs. 

We walked all the way back to his dorm and I just took in his smell. It made my head spin. We got to his dorm and he unlocked the door and held it open for me as I walked in.

Blitz's POV:

I let Jäger in and pushed the door closed until the latch engaged. I turned and was taken by surprise as he pounced on me pushing me against the door and slamming his lips all over me. I dropped my bag during the attack and wrapped my arms around him unable to suppress the moan. I have never knowing him to be like this in the month we've been together. I pushed him back so I could take a breath and he was panting like a mad animal

"What has gotten into you?" I ask "Not that I don't like it. It just took me by surprise" I add

"Due to my injuries I have been blue balled all month, then you go and tease me all morning in the gym and to top it off you smell hot as fuck" he replies pretty much salivating everywhere. I close the gap between us and square up to him

"So you like me like this?" I question knowing the answer. All of a sudden he is speechless and just nods at me devilishly. I gently place my hand round his throat and look him dead in the eye "What would you want me to do to you?" I ask wondering if he can talk

His breathing gets heavier as he pushes himself into my hand more making his face turn slightly red. "Fuck me" he growls

I thought about it for a second and what Doc said. Now surely if he's working out, he can have sex surely. It's just a more intimate way of working out I guess. His hand clawing down my back snapped me from my train of thought. I grabbed the hem of his shirt and literally tore most of it off of his body as I slammed my lips against his. I pushed him towards the bedroom and he didn't resist. 

I forced him onto the bed straddling him and leaning down to his ear "You need to tell me if it hurts and I will stop. OK?" I ask

"Yes Sir" he responds devilishly with a mischievous glint in his eye. At that point I lost all control.