**Iwazumi is your tennis trainer but you guys have known each other since college and have maintained a friendship outside of coaching sessions. This oneshot has the same setting as the Male!Reader insert with Iwazumi. This is the Female!Reader version of the story**
“You’re not reading the ball, Y/N.” Iwazumi called to you as you missed yet another tennis ball, his disappointed deadpan showing his displeasure. “Pay attention.” He yelled.
“I’d pay more attention if you were the ball.” You thought as you glanced over at him then back at the ball dispenser on the other side of the net. “Yeah, ok.” You said loudly as you kept your waiting stance, half bent from the waist and swaying from side to side a little as you spun the racket lazily in hand and waited for the next ball.
The dispenser whirred to life and swung to the left, shooting the ball across the court to the opposite corner from where you were.
“Damn it.” You grunted as you tried to sprint for it but missed.
“Here.” Iwazumi said sharply as he walked over to you and stood behind you with his hands on your hips, all of your attention now on his hands as he held you in place by the waistband of your tennis skirt. “Keep your eye on the dispenser.” He said lowly.
You looked up and scowled across at the dispenser, your whole body going stiff under Iwazumi’s commanding touch.
Suddenly it shot a ball out and you didn’t even attempt to chase it, happily remaining in Iwazumi’s hands.
“You didn’t even try and move just then.” He commented as the ball bounced past you both. “I thought you might have at least tried to go for it.”
“I’m comfy.” You replied cheekily.
“Oh are you now?” Iwazumi said, “should we call it quits for today or should I work you harder?”
“Oof, WAP alert, my mind just went south.” You thought with a smirk as you opened your mouth to reply. “You could work me. Harder. If you like.” You commented nonchalantly with a shrug, putting as much suggestiveness into your reply as possible as you looked back at him over your shoulder.
“I don’t think you could handle harder.” He replied in a sexy low voice, flexing his fingertips into your hips slightly as he spoke.
Your brain short circuited and your face flushed red immediately.
“Ahh ha ha” You laughed nervously, not suspecting him to have reciprocated your flirtatious comment. “Ohhhkay let’s just call it quits then. I’ll go and get changed.” You added as you tried to step away from him and get out of his firm hold of your hips.
“Not so fast, you haven’t stretched yet.” Iwazumi said authoritatively as he refused to let go of your hips. “Get on your knees.”
“Uhhh-.” You stammered nervously, your heart beat running wild as a strong throb invaded your core.
“I want to see how much you can handle” Iwazumi said lowly as he pulled your body back against his and brushed his lips against your ear.
Stunned into submission you dropped down onto your knees right there in front of him, his hands letting go of your hips as you sunk to the ground; skirt fluttering slightly.
“Now lie down on your front, we’re stretching your quads.” He said, waiting for you to lie down on your stomach.
You did so and heard him let out an amused little huff through his nose.
“You look comfortable like that, you like it from the back, huh?” He commented with a coy smirk, getting down on the ground behind you and bending your right leg from the knee, pushing it up towards your glutes to stretch the front of your thigh.
You could feel the stretch as he pushed your heel into your buttcheek and you let out a small moan of pleasure as the relieving stretch pain set in.
“That’s a deep stretch.” You groaned. “I love it.”
“You like it deep?” He mused, “that’s interesting.”
“Care to share your thoughts?” You asked with a smirk as you turned your head over your shoulder to look at him, not realizing just how close his face was to yours.
You both froze and he glanced at your lips at the same time you glanced at his, before he leaned forward and you closed your eyes and parted your lips to receive his kiss.
He gave you a lightly passionate kiss before pulling back and relaxing your right leg then lifting your left to stretch it the same way.
Unintentionally (or maybe a little intentional) you let a soft moan slip as he pushed your leg to your backside and Iwazumi grunted with appreciation at your salacious noise.
“You did that on purpose.” He said lowly into your ear as he stretched your leg to your butt.
“Oh did I?” You flirted, “did it make you want to work me hard, did it?”
“Get up.” He said suddenly, pulling off you. “Time to do a different workout inside.” He added, hopping off you and giving you his hand to help you up.
“You’re going to have be very clear because my mind is very much in the gutter and I-“
“Come.” He said authoritatively as he lead the way back to the small change room nearby.
You followed him inside and as soon as you entered he turned and swiftly grabbed your wrists, pushing you up against the wall nearby as he pinned your wrists beside your head.
“Woah, daddy.” You flirted coyly with a smirk, “bold move there, I-.”
“Have I not been bold enough already?” Iwazumi interjected pointedly.
“I guess you have?” You mused, thinking back to him returning your flirting and then kissing you. “You DTF?” You asked, point blank.
“DTF?” He asked curiously.
“Down To Fuck, right here, right now.” You said with a smirk.
“I’m the trainer here, I’ll take the lead.” Iwazumi said as he pushed a leg between yours and leaned into you, applying some much needed pressure to your throbbing clit.
“Then class is in session then.” You whispered airily as you looked up into his eyes expectantly, biting into your bottom lip as you waited for his next move.
He smirked and bent his head down to yours, taking your parted lips in his and kissing you deeply, tongues roaming and dancing together while you made out while being sandwiched against the wall.
After adequately teasing your mouth he took his hands from your wrists and placed them on your hips, lifting you swiftly up the wall as he continued to kiss you, your legs wrapping around his waist immediately to hold you up.
Messily your mouths collided again and again while fingers dragged through messed up locks and small huffs of approval escaped heated lips.
“I want you so bad.” You whispered as his firm kisses and opened mouthed bites travelled down the soft skin of the front of your neck, making their way to the front of your collarbone.
“Are you teasing or is that an invitation.” He rasped, still biting needily at your skin.
“Invitation.” You replied as you tilted your head back against the wall to give him better access. “Fuck me up, Iwa.”
“Can you handle it?” He asked coyly, “my pace might be a little too much for you.”
“Try me.” You moaned, gripping your finger tips into the back of his shirt and back of his neck as your hips rolled into his torso.
“Mmmmm.” He hummed, kissing and biting at your skin as he used one hand to unbutton his pants and unzip his fly. “Let’s see how we go doing it discreetly.”
“I’m all yours, you can hit it raw.” You whispered seductively as you tilted your head to the side and bit into his neck, dragging your teeth along his soft skin then nibbling on his earlobe.
After pulling his cock out of his pants, Iwazumi then slid his hand to your ass and moved your skirt out of the way then pushed your panties to the side, his firm, large fingers, rubbing along your slightly damp slit, feeling your soft pussy lips as you kissed him passionately again, tongues lapping at each other.
“Nice and wet.” He commented through tongued kisses, removing his fingers from your pussy and gripping his cock in preparation to push up into you.
You let out at sharp cry of approval as his large dick entered your tight pussy; his hands slamming back onto the wall as he used his body weight to hold you up- even though you still had your legs wrapped around his waist.
“Fuuuuck~.” You moaned deeply, nails digging into his back as he bent his head down and tucked it into the crook of your neck, his panting breath huffing across the exposed front of your chest.
He arched back and forth against you, his hips forcing his cock up into your pussy while you gripped harder with your legs.
“Harder.” You whispered needily, face contorting with need.
“You want more?” He asked as one hand slid up between the wall and behind your head, reaching for you hair and pulling on it and tilt your head up.
“Yes.” You moaned, frozen to his body by his thrusting hips and the feeling of him pumping in and out of you. “Harder, Iwa, I don’t want to be able to walk after this, just fucking break me.” You cried softly, clinging to him for dear life as his fingers gripped onto your hair then he really started to slam into you- now that he had you anchored. “Ahhhh~.” You cried out, “yes! Fuck, yes; rail me; just fucking rail me.”
Iwazumi didn’t reply, he was so immersed in his own pleasures that he couldn’t say anything at that point so just focused on fucking the daylights out of you as he kept you pinned up against the wall.
“YES.” You cried louder, “more, MORE!”
By this point you were both panting, breathless messes, crying out and kissing sloppily while he railed you, slamming into your heat repeatedly as small amounts of your juices coated his shaft and dropped down his balls as they swung a little with each upward thrust.
“I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum.” You panted, oh fuck, I’m cumming, shit, ahhh~.”
Iwa maintained three more pumps then immediately pulled out, cum shooting from his rock hard cock as he pulsated heavily, emptying himself of the white hot climax.
“Damn. Great session today.” You rasped as you unhooked your legs and let him put you down on.
“Hey, woah.” He panted as he caught you from falling; your legs giving way under your body weight. “Don’t collapse on me now.”
“This is all your wonderful fault.” You said teasingly as you clung to him, “as punishment, I demand you do this again to me very soon.”
“I’ll organize another private lesson for you and me tomorrow.” He replied as he helped straighten your skirt.
~ END ~