private time.
synopsis: your pt is tryna FUCK. now playing: music for love by mario. pairings: bronco nima x black!femreader warnings: mdni 18+, choking, unprotected p in v, dirty talk, personal trainer!bronco, usage of government names, oral (f receiving)
dividers by @anitalenia gif by @punksyeetgifs. authors note: this isnt my best, i apologize. but some other hot shit for him will be coming for now on! tags: @punksyeet @xnightmarexpunkx @555sage
when you decided to get a personal trainer, you didn't realize how hard it was going to be to find someone. looking at your local gym was a hot mess.
they either wanted to charge exorbitant prices, or if they charged in your budget, they were flirty, barely attentive, or just a hoe looking to add bodies.
it was stressful, until your cousin introduced you to ed.
ed was your cousins good friend. he was retired personal trainer who supposedly only took your cousin as a client, but he was able to convince him to take you in.
for the past four months you've been meeting him at the park near your job, doing carefully crafted workouts tailored to your goals and needs. in the beginning the man was real quiet, only talking when he needed to motivate you to finish your reps.
thankfully, with your amazing personality you were able to get him to talk a little more. from what he likes to do in his spare time, to offering you advice on what you should do at home inbetweeen workouts.
it had become a joke at this point for you to call him papi, simply because everyone you knew called him papi.
every time someone other than you said it, he would chuckle and shake his head. but with you, he would bite his lip and fix his pants.
it was obvious, but you were more than oblivious. though, he would soon make sure you knew exactly how he felt.
it was your usual workout day, but you had found out the day before the park would be used for a community event. luckily ed said he his friend had a gym he set up but rarely used, and after cleaning the dusty area that would be temporarily where you both would work out.
once he sent the location and time you should come, you were already prepped with a change of clothes, toiletries, and whatever workout accessories the man decided he wanted to use.
by the time you left and drove to the location, it was already time to meet. you would see the man outside the building, looking up at the sunset. once spotting you and your car he would smirk before coming up to you.
"i'll park your car, go in there and start stretching. i got you." you softly smiled and nodded, bring your bag of things out the car with you. out of the corner of your eye as you got out, you could see the mans eyes fixated at your backside with hungry eyes.
you definitely had to bring that up later.
you wouldn't waste time when you got into the area, taking your jacket off and laying your yoga mat out as you stretched. you connected your phone to the mans bluetooth speaker, putting on a random wutang song.
halfway through stretching, you would hear the man close the door and walk inside, a small groan spilling out of his mouth as he watched you. "you aint doin' that right."
you would whip your head around, eyebrows furrowed. "huh?"
he shook his head, gently getting on his knees with his hands on your back. he pushed on your back in a way that they would arch, a slight gasp of pain escaping your mouth. he pushed forward, feeling his breath on your neck. "this is how you do it, gotta push yourself more. didn't do this sooner because it looks suggestive in public."
it was even suggestive in a private space, your face in the yoga. it was eerily similar to a certain position, but thankfully the man wasn't pressed your backside.
"like it isn't now?" he quickly got off of you, his face and ears slightly red. he scratched the back of his neck, looking you up and down.
"my fault, lets get started." he refused to look you in the high as you both started to work out , either looking down at the floor or looking at the ceiling. the only time he would look is to tell you how you were doing the workout wrong and pointing. he refused to touch you again, part of you loving how he respected the boundary, the other mad as you wanted him to touch you again.
by the time you wanted to say something, it was close to the end. at the end of every workout you would talk while doing some simple yoga poses, trying to calm your body down.
"are you okay? maybe you need to sit down next to me for this one. are you catching a cold?" the back of your hand would move to his forehead, the man shaking his head.
"im good mama, don't worry 'bout me." his hands would move to your shoulders, lightly squeezing them before going back to stretching.
you'd think about it for a second before your hands moved to his chest, leaning against him a bit. "you wanna show me how to stretch properly again? my back needs to be cracked a tad."
ed chuckled before nodding, a smirk on his face before standing up. it was quite obvious what you wanted, and now he knew.
ed would get back on his knees behind you, forcefully arching your back in the same position.
this time though, you be fully in that position, ass up and face down. and a certain body part was poking you on your thigh. you let out a soft sigh, your hands moving to your ankles.
"shit, i told your cousin i wouldn't make a move on you, but when you do shit like this its hard to listen to him."
oh, that's why.
you bit down on your bottom lip as you heard the mans pants rustle, them unbuttoned and halfway off his body. his hands would move to your backside, grabbing a handful harshly before slapping it hard.
you softly moaned in response, gripping your ankles tighter. "fuck, if you're gonna fuck me just do it."
"patience mami." ed spoke under his breath, pulling his boxers down. his hands pulled your gym shorts down, your glistening heat catching him off guard.
"you don't wear underwear working out?" he asked, his eyes widening as you shook your head no. for as long as you remembered, you stopped wearing underwear while working out due to friction and possible rashes. "guess todays my lucky day."
he dipped his head down to lick a large stripe from your clit upwards, your legs slightly shaking. you could feel his hot breath chuckling on your heat as he started to suck harshly on your clit.
your nails dug into your calves as he twirled his long tongue in between your folds, like he was savoring the taste of you. you were sweaty, but he obviously didn't care as he drank you up like you were the only source of water.
your moans bounced off the walls of the building, your eyes rolling back in ecstasy. "fuck!"
before your orgasm could even build, the man would take it away from you, his tongue suddenly off of you. he would lift you up a bit to take your shorts all the way off, gesturing you near the leg curl machine. "bend over 'fa me."
you obliged and bent over the machine, a rather harsh slap to your ass cheeks given in response. you held onto the sides of the machine, unintentionally holding your breath as you felt the males length.
"i'll try to go gentle, no promises though."
ed whispered in your ear before lining his length up to your slit, gently pushing. gasps would escape both of your mouths as he fully slid in, his mouth near your neck. he held onto you tight for a minute, trying to get used to himself inside of you before slowly thrusting.
"fuck, you tryna push this dick out or summ?" his breathing was hard and ragged near your ear, soft groans spewing out of his mouth as he thrusted.
your eyes rolled back, letting out gasp like moans as he picked up the pace, the sound of your bodies colliding being similar to gunshots. "oh my god you're so fuckin big!"
"yeah? you gon' take it though. you wanted it, you taking all this shit." the man would stand you up, his hands around your neck as he continued to harshly thrust into you.
you dug your fingers in his hips, leaning your head against his shoulders as he continued. his hands would lay flat on your stomach, a grin flashing on his face as he felt the bulge of his length thrusting in you.
your legs were almost giving out and your orgasm was impending, but the man was relentless. his length was bullying your insides, the squelching of your wetness being louder than your thrusts. he quickly pulled you into a kiss, trying to pace himself.
"i'm almost there." you whispered into his mouth, the man nodding in agreement. "are you?"
he broke the kiss to speak freely, his eyes glassy. "if i didn't limit myself i would've came three times already baby. im more than ready to cum."
he pulled you back into another kiss, his thrusts getting faster, but sloppy. heavy and ragged pants escaped out of your mouth into the males, the knot in your stomach swiftly forming. your hands would overlap his, your body shaking more as the knot quickly released itself. a white flash would blind you, a high pitched moan escaping as your orgasm crashed through your body.
your orgasm would unintentionally trigger the males, him breaking the kiss to his and groan loudly. "fuckfuckfuck FUCK! god y/n, this pussy so good."
"yeah?" you questioned once you both came down from your highs, the man immediately going to find a towel to wipe you both down. once he found one he would wipe the both of you off, pulling his boxers up before collapsing on the floor. you giggled as you laid on top of him, your hands gravitating to his hair. "how long have you been wanting to do that."
"since the moment your cousin told me you needed a personal trainer. but one, he shut that shit down. and two, i dont be sticking my dick in anything that walks, i needed to know you. i hope i made it a lil obvious."
you shook your head, covering your mouth. "i realized as i was walking in, you refuse to move your eyes from anything that wasnt my ass."
"you can blame me, have you look at that muthafucker in the mirror?" his hands would send another harsh slap to your ass cheeks, you hissing as a response. "im glad i aint listen to my homeboy."
"me too. we getting something to eat after we shower?" ed would nod, biting down on his bottom lip.
"hell yeah. though, my friend got a big ass shower here. its gon' be a lot of water splashing, and i aint talkin' bout the shower." you gasped playfully, giggling before getting up to run to the shower, the man quickly following.
"you're nasty!"
"you ain't deny it! don't run, or imma make you even more sore!"
