TFIL: One Shots of Joy

#Eltorey : Working Out With Bae

Just a normal day in the gym with Elton and Corey. There was nothing different, nope, nothing at all.

After all, with each calf raise, there was a single kiss placed on his lips. It was normal, especially from the person it came from.

At least to them, it was normal.

"Elton, there are people staring at us."

Elton shrugged, switching the 25 lb weights with 45 lb weights.

He stepped in front of Corey with a smile and handed the weights to the male.

Corey smiled shyly back and raised onto his tippy toes, placing his lips to Elton's, who seemed just slightly shorter than him now. (I used to do this with my girlfriend, by the way, lol)

When Corey went back to the heels of his feet, Elton spoke softly between them, "Let them watch. Who cares?"

Corey went onto his tippy toes a few more times, in a rhythmic tune, speaking between kisses, "I. Do. Asshole."

Elton smirked, placing his arms on Corey's cheeks and tilting his head.

He placed his lips firmly against  Corey's then pulled away before the other could react, "You're on 5."

Corey blushed, "I know, I know. I've got three sets of ten."

"Get to work, big boy."

Corey felt his eyes dilate slightly and smirked, rising up to press more lust-filled kisses to Elton's lips.

Elton enjoyed himself, raising a 45 lb dumbbell in one hand to his shoulder each time Corey came up on his toes.

His other hand was occupied with resting on the other's hipline, to assure he didn't fall back or forwards.

As Corey finished his first set, he groaned and leaned his head against Elton's shoulder, "Is this what you do every day?"

"I'm supposed to be squatting with a bar right now but instead, I'm watching my boyfriend enjoy my routine."

Corey glanced up to see who Elton was talking to. A male trained with a huge smile and shaven face.

He was slightly jealous of the way Elton looked at the male with pure admiration.

"Who was that?" Corey asked when the male disappeared.

"No one."

Corey felt a pang of sadness deep in his gut, jealousy bubbling in his throat as he struggled to keep it down.

He simply shuffled back onto his toes for his second set.

Elton smirked and pressed mroe into the kisses, catching the male's sadness by surprise and lifting the other's spirits.

The bearded male pressed his forehead against Corey's with a smirk, "He's my old trainer, babe, calm down."

"Okay..." Corey smiled, his eyes filling with passion.

Elton smirked, "You've got another set left."

"Ugh..."

Minutes passed by, Corey was finally introduced to the bar and weights. He looked at Elton and smiled, "Should I do the 45?"

"A 45 on each side?"

Corey glanced back at the bar, "How much does the bar weigh?"

"Only about half of the 45 lbs."