Number Five x reader Imagines

**late night training

Summary: You suggest working on your skills, five offers to help, things get steamy ;)

A/N: Just something short and simple, I'm so happy to be back guys, it's been a while. 

UNEDITED

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"I just think it would be best if I trained a bit more before we go and save the universe!" You argue, storming down the hallway as five followed you like a lost puppy.

"Well, why don't I help you? I could do with sharpening my skills too. What d'ya say, y/n?"

You stop in your tracks, turning to look at him. Crossing your arms as you sigh, he sure knew how to persuade you into these things. 

"Fine! I need to get changed first, though."

"I can wait," five said with a smirk, "meet you in the gym in 20 minutes. Any later and I won't go easy on you." 

"Is that a promise or a threat, Hargreeves?" You giggle, the door was purposely left slightly open as you got changed,  knowing he'd be on the other side. 

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You were slightly late, you couldn't help that though. You couldn't find any clothes suitable for training that also looked cute. As you entered the gym you were met with  a slightly annoyed five, his suit jacket had been taken off, thrown over the back of a chair and the sleeves of his shirt were rolled up to the elbows. 

"You're late." He stated.

"No shit, c'mon lets do this." You say, taking a deep breath as you prepare yourself for what's to come. 

"Okay, ready when you are-" before he could finish his sentence, you had already thrown a punch in his direction, but that sly bastard was quick enough to dodge it. He chuckled, "That the best you got?" 

You two carry on like this, as you alternate between kicks, punches and other moves you had been taught, whilst five dodged them, laughing at your attempts. Then you ended up in quite an awkward position, causing the air in the room to thicken. 

Five's forearm was pinning you to the wall by your throat. You were both panting, slightly sweaty and out of breath. The look in your eyes told him everything he needed to know right now. 

"You're getting off on this, aren't you?" He teased, watching as you squirmed, trying to hide your flustered face. 

"No," you mumble. 

"Oh, sweetheart." He sighs, looking you in the eyes before leaning towards your ear to whisper, "it's okay. I'm here to help."

And with that, his arm moved so he could cup your face. Your arms- which were pinned down against the wall- were released as you pulled him in by the back of his neck. Your lips ghosting over each other for a second before you make the first move, connecting them. Kissing him hungrily as his hands slide down your body, tugging on your shorts. You nod for him to take them off and he does so, gasping when he realised you had no underwear on. Calling you a naughty girl, you wanted to tell him it was because it bunches up and creates a line unnder your shorts- but you let him believe it was for him. 

His fingers tease at your heat, you whimper against his lips a 'please', and he chuckles once more before touching you. Nobody else had touched you like this before, you were quite sensitive, and when his fingers grazed a particular bundle of nerves, you moaned softly. 

"You like that?" He asks, pulling away from your lips to press your foreheads together. 

"Yes, m-more." You mutter, luckily he gives you what you want and you feel one of his fingers slip in to you. You let out a whimper at this and wondered how he was so good at this. "Fuck," you groan as another finger enters. His thumb now lazily rubbing your clit, his fingers curling into you and hitting a spot you've only dreamed of before. You never wanted this to end. 

"God," he groaned, "are you close? I can feel it." You feel your walls clenching around his fingers, the pleasure bubbling in your stomach ready to spill over at any moment. 

"Gonna- 'bout to come-" You whimper as you feel your release take over. Five's other hand grabs at your waist to support you as his fingers continue to over-work you. 

When you begin to hit his hand away, he stops. Brushing over your clit once more before putting his two fingers into your mouth, after you finished 'cleaning' them he gave you another kiss to your lips and pulled your shorts up. 

"Same time tomorrow?" He asks, fixing his tie.