Random One shots

Workout; Jungkook

"Why are you smiling at me?"

"Cause you're strong."

I huff, setting the bar back in its place and sitting up. The other day I was sitting with my friend Taehyung at lunch and talking about working out when one of his friends butted in and suggested we work out together. I didn't know him but I sat at lunch with him everyday because of a mutual friend, so I agreed. Turns out he's super into weight lifting and has his own gym in his basement. I was benching and he was spotting. Honestly, I think he's just trying to flirt. I really wasn't benching that much, and I was struggling through it. I really only work out so i can run or fight in a desperate situation. Jungkook however, he works out to get strong. Really strong. His thighs, I mean, I cant even describe them. He's so incredibly muscular and hot. Now that he's all sweaty and tired he somehow looks more hot!

"Oh and by the way, you can take you shirt off if you get hot," Jungkook smirks, removing his own shirt and exposing his ripped abdomen.

He knows I workout without a shirt on because it was something I talked about at lunch.

"No thanks, I'm fine. Besides, we're done working out now." I say.

"Ah, too bad," Jungkook grabs a towel for himself and tosses one for me, "Here."

I catch it and wipe some of the sweat off my face. Jungkook may look hot all tired and sweaty, but I most certainly do not. While drying my face I suddenly feel a midly sting on my butt. I turn around to see Jungkook with a cheeky grin and a slightly wound up towel. I turn around, covering my smile and blushing cheeks.

Jungkook walks up close to me and wraps his arm around me, flattening his hand on my stomach, "Taehyung is not very good at keeping secrets. He told me all about your thing for spanking."

I blush harder as I realise what Jungkook is planning on doing. I could hear it in his voice.

I pull away and face him, "Well if you think you're gonna spank me then you're sorely-"

My voice faltered as Jungkook grabs my wrist and pulls me forward, causing me to lose my balance. He catches me and pulls he to his chest, capturing my hands. He wanted me to fall!

"Did you say sore? Yeah, you'll be sore after this," Jungkook smiled and started leading me to the bench I had been using not even 5 minutes ago.

I half heartedly fight back as I kind of want it to happen. Sure, you can tell he's strong by just looking at him, but sight and touch are two very different senses. I want to know how his strength feels. He sits down on the bench and pulls me over his lap. I put my hands on the floor for stability and Jingkook rubs my butt. I'm not sure why he chose now to do this, we're both swesty and tired from working out. He probably can't hit very-

"Ahh!" I cry out as Jungkook swats my butt.

That little bastard! He probably went easy on himself today so that he could still hit hard! If not though...I don't want to be on the recieving end when he's not tired.

I gasped as he landed two more. It really stings, more than when I try to hit myself with a hairbrush. Although, I never do very much to myself because I'm weak and I go easy on myself. Jungkook however, does not know the definition of going easy. I actually have him in gym this week and I've seen him nail the really sweet short girl that eveybody loves in the head with a doge ball. She was actually on my team and I ended up being the last one left. Funily enough, I'm good enough at doging that Jungkook couldn't hit me, and when his ball actually did come for me I caught it.

Jungkook rubbed my butt to try and grt my attention, and when that didn't work he gave it a light squeeze. I had to supress a slight whine as I wanted him to continue with what he was doing. He kept rubbing for a while when he suddenly smacked me really hard. I moaned, surprised by the hit. I swear I could practically hear Jungkooks smirk.

Jungkook continued the assult on my butt until I was whimpering with every hit. He started to pull my workout leggings down. I thought about stopping him, but he stopped himself about half way through. It was quiet for a moment then I heard a dissatisfied tsk and Jungkook pulled my pants back up.

Jungkook snaked his hand up my back and into my hair, grabbing it and forcing me to look in the large mirror parallel to us, "You're quite resilient. I've put my all into this and not once have to begged me to stop, told me it hurts, or tried to escape. You're not even that red either! What are we going to do with you?"

Jungkook stands up, keeping his hand in my hair and forcing me up as well. As I turned to face him he moved his hand from my hair to my chin, making sure to caress my cheek on the way. He raised my head so my eyes met with his, and held it there so I couldn't shy away.

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