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34. Training Session

Training Session

Request: Hi can you write an imagine where Eric decides to train you really hard because you are unfit and not too good? And he wants to push you to your breaking point so he is being an absolute dick and really mean? Thank you +

Could you do a more in depth imagine with a fighting match with Eric turned makeout session once he has the reader pinned? Thank you and love your writing!

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Eric's screams were ringing inside your head as you run your rounds along the room. You head trained the entire day even though it was your free-time.

He hadn't been completely wrong with his complains, you weren't that fit and you surely weren't the best fighter out there. You never had been and you probably never would cause you spent most of your days, patrolling around the wall. Nothing ever happened out there. It probably was one of the most boring jobs you could get in dauntless. You were okay with it, maybe it was a bit boring but you had your piece. That was until Eric decided you suddenly had to get better.

„Hurry up a bit or did you fall asleep?"

„As you can see..." You stutter, out of breath from all the running, „I am still moving, so I'm not asleep."

„Sorry I couldn't really tell by the pace you were going at." He replies sarcastically.

„God you're such a dick."

„What was that?"

„I said..." You probably were too tired but there really wasn't a good answer you could think of, „I...need a lick." Yes way to go, a brilliant answer.

„How about you go and lick the ground after you ran another 10 rounds." He says, a little smirk on his face.

„You're kidding right? I can't."

„Yes you can or you'll find yourself unemployed very soon."

„I can't believe this...."

You were practically dead after you finished but lucky for you, you got a 5 minutes break before Eric was going to continue. No matter how tired you were, you looked forward to it a bit. There was no way you'd ever beat him in a sparring match, let alone in the condition you were right now but maybe you could give him a good punch at least. That was all you wanted and he sure deserved it.

„Alright get up here."

„With pleasure."

Most of the time the only thing you did was try to avoid getting hit, which worked for a while. Maybe you weren't really strong but you were quick, if you can't win by pure strength just wait till your opponent doesn't have any left at all. Though Eric had more than enough strength left and you were pretty sure he'd manage to knock you out in the next few minutes no matter how good your reflexes were.

You had tried to punch him but every time you were the one taking a blow instead, so you had stopped.

Your concentration was getting and eventually you felt a fist hitting your face and fell back down to the ground. When you tried to move up again Eric was above you, pinning you down onto the mat.

„You won, what a surprise. Happy now?"

„No not yet."

He leans down, his lips crashing onto yours so quickly, you don't even know what's going on for a moment. When you realize what he's doing, you start to kiss him back. You weren't sure why, you just did.

He let go of your arms and you bring them around his neck, pulling him down and closer to you. Whatever was going on, it was great. Certainly better than this hellish training.

You can feel his tongue inside your mouth and buckle up your hips a bit. Eric moves his hands under your lower back and flips your around, so you're sitting on top of him.

„Enjoying your training?"

„Very much."

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