Adam and Jacob

Olympics

Sometimes, Jacob liked to watch Adam run.

He was a fast runner too, but Adam was ungodly fast. He ran like he was running from demons, he ran like he'd die if he didn't and he did it like he was being judged on an international level.

Every sure step and long stride made Jacob want to swoon and fan at his face. The sun was shining overhead so his skin was glowing and his muscles were on full display. His hair bounced with each connection of his foot to the ground, and the wind tousled it needlessly. Adam had fluffier hair now that he'd switched shampoos and conditioners, Jacob would probably have to brush it after this.

Jacob stood and cheered him on as he neared the end of his last lap. "Gooooooo Adam!" He did a silly cheer kick and Adam smiled as he raced past him and slowed to fall in a heap.

"God, I love running," He panted, turning over to smile up at his husband. "See something you like?"

Jacob didn't even glance around to see if other people were around, he straddled and sat on him. "You're all sweaty and glossy, you're happy, your hair is literally windswept and gorgeous and you're so sexy." Adam raised his eyebrows teasingly and he giggled. "Yes. I do."

He placed firm hands on his thighs and squeezed. "I love you. Race me."

Jacob leaned down to kiss him and wandered to lick over his neck. "You smell so sexy, why don't we just go home and fuck?"

Adam rolled to toss him off and jumped up to start jogging in place. "Weird bitch energy. I smell like sweat."

His husband nodded up at the sky with a wistful smile. "I just love how you smell when you've been working out. I can't help it." He did jump up and shove at him, though. "One full lap."

Adam crouched and nodded. "Good luck."

Jacob scoffed. "Suck my dick, you grimy little tosser." Adam giggled and Jacob shouted, "THREE, TWO, ONE, GO!"

Adam was more competitive than Jacob but Jacob's legs were longer. It was technically anyone's game since they ran together every morning as bonding and good exercise but Jacob couldn't help but be amazed at Adam's small grunt as he pulled head and kept pulling ahead.

He put a good six feet between them and decided that was enough, so Jacob tried to dig into the recesses of his body to find spare energy as their end point appeared and they crossed the last corner. Adam was even on the outside edge, it felt like he should have a disadvantage but no, at the end he pushed harder and crossed a good three seconds before Jacob did.

He was wheezing but he started dancing and goading, "Ha! You're a loser! You lost and I won and you suck!" Both middle fingers went up vigorously.

Jacob laughed. "You're a split second from an asthma attack and if you keel over I'm gonna piss on you."

Adam put on a flirty smile. "Promise?" When Jacob gasped he laughed and poked his chest. "Alright, time to go."

He grabbed his hand and pulled him against him to rumble, "Goddamn you're so sexy. You single?"

His savvy husband licked his lips. "Actually no," He flashed his wedding ring. "I'm married."

Jacob pretended to be annoyed. "I can tell he doesn't treat you right. Why don't you come home with me instead?" He winked and pressed a kiss under his ear. "We can get sweaty and competitive for different reasons. I'll tear you apart and put you back together. I can do things to you you'll be flashing back to when you're dying."

Adam pulled him back to crash into his lips in desperation. "Fuck, talking dirty to me in public is gonna get us jail time. We need to go home after we make out for a little."

Jacob scooped him off his feet and kissed him groom style. "Fuck I wanna fuck you stupid right here but it would chafe your back and injure you badly."

He snorted and pushed for another. "I love when you talk dirty to me about injuring me. Keep talking." His lips found purchase in his neck and he groaned. Jacob might be on to something because actually... "Fuck, you smell good."

He pulled back and gave him a cheeky smile. "Weird bitch energy."