You kicked him off of you, taking the chance to get out from under him when he went to clutch his stomach where you had kicked him. You gripped the back of his neck, pressing his face into the wrestling mat. You kicked him off of his knees and kept him flat on the ground with your knee on the back of his thighs.
"Tap out yet? You can't beat me with your size, you got to be quick enough."
König sighed and tapped the mat twice, your grip releasing him as soon as his hand touched the mat a second time. You stood up and straightened out your shirt, gently patting him on the back.
"Do you always have to do that..."
You tilted your head to the side, a bit confused by what he meant. He turned away from you, his hand going under his veil to rub his temples.
"Do what?"
You linked your arm with his and looked up at him, a bit of worry in your voice.
"Getting on top of me like that.."
He pushed you off gently, taking his stuff and leaving for the showers. You shrugged it off and went to go do the same, you were sweaty and ready to get into some more comfortable clothing.
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"Fucking hell, don't do that"
He whined, his voice strained and breathless. His hands gripped your thighs like he was going to lose you if he let go. You looked down at him, your hips moving in slow circles. His veil was lifted just over his nose, his mouth slightly parted as he whined and panted.
He had come over to your room to give you your gloves that you had left in the weight room, one thing led to another and you had him breathless under you, whining and begging.
You traced his very tense muscles, your fingertips dragging painfully slow. His grip was so tight you were sure he would leave marks. You leaned down and placed kisses on his jaw down to his shoulders. His breath caught in his throat, the words he was saying coming out strained and tight.
"Please, move faster"
He whined, his hands moving to your hips and lifting you up so he could thrust up into you at his own pace. You smiled, his tip hitting your g-spot perfectly. You allowed him to do this for a while till you felt his muscles tense up under your touch.
You pulled his hands off of your hips and you got off of him, a frustrated groan coming from him. You giggled and cupped his face in your hands, peppering kisses all over his face.
"Don't even act like that darling, It won't help you."
He glared at you from beneath his veil, his face clearly red. He pulled his veil all the way down, his face completely covered. You scoffed and moved down between his legs, you could hear him take a sharp breath. It always made you so excited to see him in such a way.
"Please.."
He mumbled, his hand going to cover his mouth. You trailed your fingertips from the base of his dick to his tip, gently licking his tip.
"Please what? I don't know what you want"
You looked up at him, you hand wrapped around his dick and gave it a slight jerk. He twitched at the sudden touch, trying not to make eye contact with you.
"Please just stop talking, suck me off already"
His hips jerked slightly, his hips moving up to try and get any sort of stimulation. You smiled and jerked him off a bit, watching as he twitched under you. His breathing quickened every movement you made. Oh he's going to hate me.. You could see his demeanor change as he held onto the bed sheets, his hips bucking up into your hand more.
You pulled away last second, a frustrated whine coming from his mouth. You yawned and got up, pulling on your clothing and tossing his at him. You could see the stress in his eyes as he watched you dress.
"I'm tired, i don't know if I can do that anymore."
You fake yawned, taking a seat on your couch and turning on the TV. You could hear him cursing you out under his breath and the sound of him getting out of your bed. He sat next to you on the couch, slightly curled into your side.
Maybe you would give him what he wanted later, maybe even let him take it.
[Kinda rushed, I didn't really know what to write here.]
