(A/N: just a warning this chapter contains explicit content)
Y/N POV
I love fighting with people and especially with Tom Holland. He was just as good as me but I always beat him.
I walked to the gym and started training, I was alone since my trainer couldn't make it today. I started by doing some exercises and then I started punching the punching bag.
"Well hello there " I turned around and saw Tom taking his shirt off. I felt weird like I was shy but I just brushed it off.
"Hello to you too " I said and went back to punching and hitting the punching bag.
"You know you do that wrong right?" he claimed and stood behind me.
"I'm pretty sure the champion knows how to kick and punch a punching bag Tom" I said and faced him.
He put his hand on my cheek and connect our lips, I wrapped my hands around his neck and depend the kiss.
The kiss turned into a heated make out, he sat on the bench that was beside him and I sat on his lap. His lips moved to my neck and started sucking hard.
"Mine " he whispered into my skin and moved to my collarbones. He took my sports bra off and started playing with my boobs, he started sucking the one and massaging the other one, I moaned and I felt him smirk against my skin.
He connect our lips back together and we shared a passionate kiss. I took his shorts off and he took my leggings off and we were only left in our underwear. I started moving against his crotch, humming into his lips.
"Fuck Y/N don't stop that feels so good " he said and throw his head back.
I started kissing and sucking his neck. He took my panties off and shoved two fingers in me. I throw my head back and started moaning, we heard the gym door open and panic filled our faces.
We quickly got dressed and we walked to the dressing room and saw Toms trainer sitting on the bench.
"Sorry Tom, I know I'm late but I was talking to my wife" he said and stared at us.
"Are you guys alright? " he asked.
"Y-yeah we're fine" Tom said and I just nod my head.
"Okay then, Tom let's go you need to be prepared for the competition" he said.
"Why? He knows I'm gonna beat him again" I said and he chuckled.
"We'll see about that Y/N" the trainer said and left Tom walked over to me and gave me his number.
"Call me" he told me and walked away.
"I will" I whispered and smiled.
