Troyler One Shots

Gym

I re-uploaded this so it would be in order so hopefully y'all can see it and its complicated but SORRY. also thanks to my bae @baileyboots for telling me that this oneshot was showing up before my other one.

*SMUT WARNING*

*LONG ONE SHOT WARNING*

dedicated to @TroylerSivann bc she wanted another one shot and i love her so why the fuck not. xxx

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- TROYE -

I stroll on the slow-moving treadmill, happy to drool over my view. Tyler was at the machine in front of me, lifting weights, his muscles bulging.

I smirk as I see women and men staring at my beautiful boyfriend. He's all mine.

At first, I wasn't exactly "thrilled" that Tyler dragged me to the gym with him, but if I get to stare at him work out, I'll come to the gym everyday. He places the bar back on the extended hinges, wiping the sweat off his forehead as he sits up on the bench.

He smiles as he sees me staring at him, and walks over to me. My hands are placed on the handles of the treadmill and Tyler places his small, sweaty hands on top of mine.

"Working up quite a sweat there, babe" he giggles, kissing my cheek as I step off the treadmill.

"I know. Staring at you is very exhausting" I say, smirking at him.

"Do you want to leave?" he asks, leaning down to touch his toes.

This gives me a clear view of his butt, and I take my time to stare at him stretching.

"N-no, we can stay" I stutter, lost in my own world while I ogle over him.

"Okay, I'm going to go do some weights. You can head up if you want?" he offers, walking over to some machines.

I pray that they will be arm machines, and I smile as I see him settle into the seat and start using the machine, his biceps flexing.

"I'll just stay and watch" I smirk, leaning against the wall.

"Babe!! Don't stare at me" he giggles, hiding his face.

"Fine, I'll go walk again" I say, fake-pouting.

From my treadmill I can still see Tyler working out. I watch his lips form a small circle as he releases little puffs of air. His arms move the machine, and I openly watch him exercise. Soon, he gets up and switches to doing some crunches. My eyes follow his body as he makes his way around the gym, lying down on a bench an hour later with a layer of sweat covering his body.

A familiar pout fills my face when I see Tyler scanning the gym to make sure no one else was here before reaching down to pull his shirt off. He's so unbelievably perfect and I hate that he doubted that for even a second of his life.

My thoughts are distracted and my breathing hitches when I see Tyler slipping off his sweaty shirt. My eyes skim up and down his body as I lick my lips, enjoying the slight glow on his figure because of the strenuous workout. I subconsciously step off the treadmill and walk towards him.

My feet move my body closer to him, eager to taste his salty skin. I wrap my arms around him from behind, lowering my lips onto his dewy shoulder, hearing his breath hitch at the contact.

"You look so sexy, babe" I whisper, my lips brushing against his heated skin. My lips move across his damp skin, my fingers playing at his waist.

His head falls backwards onto my shoulder as he releases a breathy moan of pleasure.