Take what you can (Female Idols X Male Reader)

Stairway to heaven

You knew you were in for a rough ride as you saw her coming over this morning. Spending more and more time with each other, Ahin and you started to work out together. It seemed to be a good idea at first, especially after what happened last time. But as she keeps showing up, your routines get interrupted more than once.
Right now, you are sitting on the bench after doing a couple of reps of pull ups as your eyes wander to Ahin.
Unfortunately, she is working out right in front of you. Just two or three meters away. Her loose pink pants aren't able to hide anything as she does her squats.
You don't know if she is doing this on purpose or not, but today, she wouldn't even have to. Her outfits are usually well balanced between slutty or comfortable. It usually doesn't interrupt your workout, but makes you stay longer in the gym for obvious reasons. And since the gym is in your basement, Ahin seems almost too comfortable to wear what she wants.
Just like today. You don't know what fabric it is, but it looks very soft. Except for some silver writing, her outfit is all pink. Her pants do look loose, but you can see more than enough of her butt, whenever she moves down. The flawless skin on her back glistens a little with sweat in the light of the lamp on the ceiling.
Since she isn't facing you, you can't see her front, but the picture is still burned into your mind, since she last turned around. Her pink top seems way too small. Although you appreciate her showing off her midriff and back, you are sure, that when Ahin would raise her arms over her head, you would see more than you could handle right now. That the glistening silver letters over her chest seem to be spelling "juicy" is just mean in your opinion.
But this isn't the biggest problem you have today. You chuckle slightly. You wish. No. It's her hair. You were shocked, when she stood in front of your door, waiting for you to step aside to let her in. Ahin's blonde hair got replaced by pink since the last time you saw her. You really liked blonde Ahin. She always looked like a mix of cute and sexy.
But pink haired Ahin seems to be the devil himself. No matter how she looks at you, it makes a familiar feeling creep into your lower body. The new hair makes her look sexy at all times.
And it doesn't help at all, that she is wearing an outfit with matching color, which shows more than you want to see, while you work out.

Shaking your head, you clear your mind of all the thoughts, which keep you from working out in peace. None of them are innocent.

Getting off the bench, you get into your old position, standing on your tiptoes under the bar above you. Barely reaching it, you jump, before you resume your workout. Once again, only one thing is the center of your attention. It's as distracting as it is motivating.
After a couple of pull ups, you catch Ahin slightly looking over her shoulder. There are mirrors on almost every wall, except for the one she is facing. She has to look behind her, or to the walls on her left and right to see if you are looking at her. As you do lock eyes with each other through one of the mirrors, you see Ahin barely smirking. Keeping your gaze focused on her eyes, Ahin lowers herself once more. You can see how far she moves downward. She stays in perfect position, almost touching the ground with her butt.
You can't help but let your eyes flicker between hers and her ass. Wanting to keep working out, you try to forget the image of Ahin sitting like this on your cock. Damn it! Once it popped up in your mind, you can't let go of it.
The pull ups keep getting more difficult as Ahin doubles her efforts to convince you to participate in another kind of workout. She licks her lips seductively, while she stays in this squatting position.
You shake your head, telling her to stop. Ahin gives you a wink, right before your last repetition. You almost fall to the ground once you are done. You feel the sweat cooling your upper body. It might have been a bad idea to workout out shirtless, like you usually do. Ahin seems to be misinterpreting your choice of clothing.
While you catch your breath and ready yourself for the next round, you watch Ahin standing up and turning around.
"What?"
She is kneeling down a few meters away from you.