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Colden was already awake by six am. He seemed to awaken like clockwork, his body ready to get moving right away. He gently wiggled away from Asher, trying his hardest not to wake him.
Colden sighed and chuckled softly, "I did warn you that I run in the morning," he murmured, placing his hands over Asher's, "I'll be back in about forty-five minutes."
Colden leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to his lips, not lingering too long since he hadn't gotten to brush his teeth yet, "If you want to come with me, then sure. I wouldn't mind having a running buddy."
He bobbed his head, climbing out of the bed, tugging on shorts, changing his shirt into a black tank-top. He smiled sleepily, sipping his first cup of coffee. "Alright. Good to go." He slid his headphones into his ears.
Colden had gone to his room, stopping by the bathroom first. With all his personal hygiene out of the way, he changed into a pair of black shorts and a white tank top. He laced up his running shoes and stuck his iPod into a black arm band that let him have his hands free. He didn't bother brushing his blonde hair, since he'd hop in the shower after his run.
He jogged back to Asher's room and smiled, "Kay, let's go," he smiled, heading toward the door.
He nodded, walking out of the room, stretching as he went. He preformed a few tricks as he went - flips, spins in the air. It was impressive, especially if you watched as his muscles bunched, his body flattening, feet finding the ground through the air.
He stepped outside, grinning. "Bet I can race you and win." He was playful, teasing, in one of his good moods. It helped some that the back massage last night had lessened the pain in his rump, though he was still a bit stiff. Ahem, not that way - though he was working on getting ready to be in the shower with his lover. Asher was most comfortable in the shower.
He finished stretching, staring at the horizon. And began to run.
Colden was not a wildly athletic runner. He did it to stay in shape and keep his cardio up- Missions could involve plenty of running and it would be dangerous to get winded too fast. And this kind of exercise was perfect for stretching his body. He'd still be sore, but in a pleasant way.
He laughed and started after Asher, the gust of wind brushing his hair back. He resembled a puppy when he went out running- full of life and excited to be there.
Asher was a runner. He ran along the beach. It helped him get off extra energy, let everything go. He started to mutter the lyrics of a song, his legs bunching, stretching under him. His shorts stretched with him, showing his strengthening desire, before loosening.
Colden was pushed on by the music, his arms swinging just a little to keep him going. He watched Asher, enjoying his view though he was determined to win.
He leaped into the air, sudden and unexpected, touching the branch of the tree and swinging into it. "Gotcha!" He hopped down, landing on the balls of his feet, turning off his MP3. "Now can we shower?"
Colden slowed down and leaned his hand against the trunk of the tree, "f***, you're fast," he chuckled, bending over slightly. His face was pleasantly flushed, making his blue eyes look even brighter. The sun was rising and it felt a bit nippy out, but Colden was sweating from the exertion.
His voice was dark. "I'm fast at many things." He approached slowly, stalking like a cat, trapping Colden with his gaze, his voice, his body, much like the first time they had kissed. He lowered his head, lapping at Colden's neck, picking up the beads of sweat, rolling them in his mouth, creating dark purple marks on Colden's flushed, throbbing skin, the pulse there in his mouth, tasting sweet and salty.
Colden's head lolled back, his voice escaping as a breathy chuckle, "Oh, are you?" He had to place one hand on Asher's shoulder to steady himself or else he was afraid he might tip over.
Asher pressed his eager, ready body lightly against Colden's, pushing the boy's back into the tree. He made a light, soft groaning noise and lifted his head, piercing Colden with a searing gaze. "Mhm." He lowered his head to murmur in that deep, sexy voice of his into Colden's ear. "Dare you to find out."
"You are insatiable," Colden teased, licking his lips lightly. He tasted the light salt of his own sweat and brushed his hands along Asher's lower back.
His lips curled into a smirk against Colden's earlobe before his teeth played against the flesh, light and teasing. "I know. But will you resist me?" His hips rocked forwards just a bit, his hardened length rubbing against Colden's crotch area.