Continuation from my second book! (I've reached the limit of 200 parts). Hope you enjoy! Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. Favorite songs. Imagines. Sometimes fluff, sometimes smut
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You were surprised when you boyfriend called you to the gym. Usually this was "his" time. Where he could sweat, let out his anger and just be alone. On a few rare occasions you were allowed to watch him train but that was about it.
"So, what do you need from me?", you asked when you walked into the gym.
He sat on the bench and just looked at you.
"You okay?", you wondered.
"Sure. I just want to try something", he said.
You took a quick look around.
"Don't tell me you want to have sex in here?", you gave back and rolled your eyes.
"That's a great idea", he said only up his index, "but no. I want to work out with you."
You laughed.
"I don't workout babe", you said.
"Yeah I know that. I want to use YOU for a workout."
"Excuse me, what?"
You blinked a few times and slowly went backwards.
"I'm not going to hurt you, I promise", he smiled.
"Then explain it to me", you suggested.
"Bench pressing. But with you instead of weights", he said.
"I'm probably going to break my neck!"
"No you won't. I'll keep a tight grip", he promised.
He looked at you with his big emerald eyes and you just couldn't say no.
"Alright, fine", you sighed.
"Nice!", he exclaimed and clapped his hands.
"If you hurt, you won't get any sex for a week", you threat him.
"Rude, baby girl!"
"Deal with it", you smiled.
"Okay. Now come here", he said and got up.
You weren't sure what to do but he was apparently. He lifted you up, one hand underneath your upper back, the other one around your legs.
"You have to lay still", he explained.
"What ... you think I'd do some breakdance?", you snap and try to keep your balance.
Raph giggle and laid down on the bench. This was so weird, scary but somehow cool as well. He slowly started to lift you up and down.
"So, you like it?", he asked after a while.
"It's okay. But please let me down now, I get nauseous", you said.
He let you down safely and smiled at you.
"Thank you!"
He kissed you softly.
"You're welcome", you gave back, "but don't do it again. Please."
"I won't. You're not heavy enough anyway", he shrugged.
"I'll take that as a compliment", you laughed and kissed him again.
