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The early sun cast a light yellow sheen on the monastery training grounds, across the stone paths, the various training equipment and worn wooden benches.
Thud! Thwack! Crack!
Cole's muscles glistened with sweat as he hammered his fists into the heavy punching bag, his bare chest heaving with each powerful strike.
It was a rare moment of peace and isolation in the Monastery of Spinjitsu.
Lloyd, Nya, Jay, Zane and Pixal had gone out to sea for some mission. Sensei Wu was out for an errand, Kai was in the shower and Ray was… well, he was still asleep.
It were moments like these that Cole had come to appreciate, moments of silence, moments that would allow one to explore himself or just sit and think.
Most days he would sit and unwind, drawing mindless doodles in his prized sketchbook.
Other days— like this one, he would prefer light training to warm up for the day.
Thwack!
The sound of fists hitting the leather was weirdly calming, and the movements of each precise punch brought joy to the Earth ninja. Fighting reminded him of dancing, of the beauty in precision and grace and power.
Crash!
Cole supposed it was also the environment around him. The sound of faint chirping, the air whistling and it enjoyed its day, the distant noise of human life in the city at the base of the mountain. Any average man would find these to be calming. Ironic how such a peaceful scene was being utilised in such a physical manner.
Earth was snapped out of his haven of peace when he felt heat on his hips.
Warm arms slid around his waist from behind, pulling him back against a solid, damp body.
Cole’s arms dropped by his sides as he craned his neck, smiling softly at his boyfriend. “Finally you’re out. Had fun bathing?”
Kai rolled his eyes, grinning as he leaned down to press a chaste kiss to Cole’s temple, “Shut it, the water was mine for once, without the others pushing me to get out.”
Earth’s eyes flicked down for a moment, and he raised his eyebrows questioningly, “What, couldn’t have gotten dressed before coming out here?”, signalling to said ninja’s bare body save for a towel on his hips.
Fire shrugged, not really bothering to answer the question as his hands trailed higher up on Cole’s bare chest. The shorter ninja giggled lightly as the ticklish, feathery touch of his lover brushed over his torso.
“You know…” Kai grinned, voice dropping low, “The Monastery’s empty right now.”
Cole shook his head— “What about your father, genius?”
“Ehh, he’s a deep sleeper.”
Earth smirked. He leaned back into Kai’s warm, damp body. ”Learn to control your flame, before you burn the very ground you stand on.”
He was shoved in the shoulder, but the push was more indignant than purposeful. He snorted out, turning into the warm embrace and grabbing Kai’s shoulders as he laughed away.
“Oh fuck off, quoting fucking Wu to me!” Kai had retorted, but had an equally amused grin on his face.
Their little laughing fit died down, and Kai’s hands started to trail over Cole again. “You should train shirtless more often.”
“Oh hush.”
“I mean it!” Kai pressed himself against Cole, which made the latter distinctly aware of the lone thin towel on Kai’s hips and Cole’s shorts being the only things that separated them. “You’re so … gorgeous! If I could, I’d develop schizophrenia to imagine you as my wife!”
The shorter man laughed out loud at that, ”What?”
He earned a shrug as a response and laughed harder.
Cole gazed up at his boyfriend, smiling in a way that made Kai wonder if he was either going to get a lecture— or the fucking of a lifetime.
“Firefly, do you really think it was smart to come out here in just a towel?” Cole murmured, but it was hard to distinguish if it was concerned or flirtatious.
With Cole? It could be both.
Fire found his fingers around Cole’s shorts’ waistband, lightly tugging on them. Earth tipped upwards on his toes, pressing a short but rough kiss to the other’s lips, and that was enough to get Kai half hard.
Cole grinned wide as he felt the pressure of the other’s erection against his legs. Without another word, He steered them toward a nearby bench, the wood rough and sun-warmed under their feet. He shoved Kai down onto it while the towel slipped off his hips and in a fluid motion, sat to straddle his lap.
Kai's eyes narrowed, a spark of defiance flashing as Cole ground down, his ass rubbing against Kai's growing erection. His lips quirked into a small smirk as his breaths grew into short pants, “Aren’t you a… little, hah, bold today?”
Cole furrowed his eyebrows as his own breathing cracked— a telltale sign of the signature Brookstone ’Shut The Fuck Up And Let Me Handle Things’TM look.
His fingers reached Kai’s lips, who took the initiative like a good boy and slicked the fingers with spit for a good long minute. Once satisfied, Cole pulled back and, pushing down his gym shorts, pressed his fingers against his ass.
The warm pressure against the ring of muscle drew out a soft whine from Earth, which Kai responded instinctively by clamping hands onto the other’s thighs.
Cole worked himself open for a short bit, letting loose the occasional whimper or the faintest groan.
After a while, his fingers pulled out, slick and dripping. He wiped them on the side of the bench and leaned forward to position himself against Kai’s now fully hard dick.
Kai groaned, head tilting back as he let Cole take the lead (for now.)
Cole grabbed onto the other’s shoulders, biting down on his lip as he gently sank down onto Kai with a slow, deliberate push. A long, high keen was drawn out of him as he moved. The stretch burned until Cole was seated fully, hips flush together.
Kai let Cole relax, panting and adjusting to the not so unfamiliar intrusion.
As his vision cleared up, Cole looked down into his lover’s eyes. That was all the warning Kai got before Cole lifted his hips and sank down again.
Kai jolted, a low moan slipping past his lips. Cole smiled, adjusting his position and the hands on his waist as he bounced once more, setting a nice slow pace.
He rode leisurely, rolling his hips in a steady rhythm, hands braced on Kai's shoulders. Each bounce sent jolts of pleasure through him and Fire both, whimpers and moans growing louder in volume as the pace picked up.
"Fuck, Cole, fuck…” Kai breathed, thrusting up to meet Cole's movements, his grip tightening. But Cole relentlessly ground himself deep, chasing his release. It was a dance they’d both rehearsed many times, on many occasions and in many places.
He leaned forward, gasping into Kai’s ear as he came, stripes of white painting his abdomen.
Yet Kai didn't stop. He flipped the dynamic, bucking harder, chasing pleasure for both him and the man he loved. Cole rode through the sensitivity, whimpering as the first traces of overstimulation edged in.
“Kai… hah,” he muffled a sound by burying his face in the other’s shoulder, a sharp gasp leaving him instead. “Fuck Kai, please…”
But Kai wasn’t one to relent so easily. He tilted his head further back, a low groan falling out as he fucked into Cole’s overstimulated hole.
Earth whined— long and loud and high-pitched, as Fire’s dick hit his prostate because fucking FSM, that felt AMAZING—
Kai grinned shakily, knowing he’d found the spot he knew would turn Cole into a wet blubbering mess.
His tip pounded against that specific spot over and over, Cole bouncing on his lap as the lewd sounds of skin on skin bounced similarly off the surrounding walls. Earth’s moans grew higher in pitch and volume and Kai hoped that his dad was a really deep fucking sleeper.
The second wave hit harder. Cole lifted and slammed down again, his body slick with sweat and cum. Kai's hands roamed, grabbing at the mounds of flesh that Cole called pecs, pinching his nipples and twisting them in a way that made him gasp.
The pace turned frantic, Cole's thighs burning from the effort, pleasure and overstimulation burning his senses to a crisp. He came again, harder, clenching around Kai as he whimpered and sobbed.
Kai’s dick was throbbing painfully, begging for release that it would soon get.
Cole was trembling, every nerve blazing. He rode slower, but Kai wasn’t going to let him rest so quickly.
He thrust up savagely, hands guiding Cole's hips, pounding into him without mercy. Cole jolted and shivered, cries echoed off the monastery walls, his cock twitching uselessly as overstimulation ripped through him. His back arched against Kai, begging for mercy for a reason that didn’t exist.
Waves of ecstasy and delight bordered on pain, his body shaking as he came again, whimpering as Kai thrust a few more times before pulling out and coming onto his stomach.
Cole slumped forward, spent but satisfied.
But Kai wasn't done. With a smirk, he lightly pushed Cole's shoulders onto back on the bench.
Cole's legs splayed wide, baring his wet, slicked and throbbing hole. His eyes were half-lidded, expecting. And Kai was happy to live up to those expectations, because this was Cole. He’d do anything for Cole.
Kai knelt between the other’s thick muscled thighs, hooking Cole's legs over his shoulders.
"Have I ever told you how gorgeous you are..” Kai murmured mindlessly, tracing the boundary of the ring of muscle with his own calloused finger.
Cole was fucking beautiful. He probably didn’t realise it, fucker was that humble. Or he didn’t care.
Either way, each time Kai saw Cole laid out underneath him, all for him,, he wondered how in the name of the First Master did he manage to bag this Greek god of a man.
Kai drove in without hesitation, tongue lapping at Cole's hot ass. Cole arched off the bench, oversensitive nerves firing wildly as Kai sucked and licked, tongue thrusting inside. A series of yelps and cries filled Kai’s ears.
In pleasure, in joy, in anger, even in pain, Cole always looked ethereal. It was fitting for him to be the Master of Earth, seeing as to how he’d adopted the very traits of Mother Nature— beautifully dangerous and incredibly powerful. Soft and kind but wild and strong-willed.
Kai’s fingers joined, two of the scarred digits sliding in to curl against his inner walls, pumping and scissoring while Kai's mouth worked relentlessly.
Cole thrashed, hands fisting in Kai's damp hair, pleading, “Kai, fuck— too much," he cried, but his hips bucked up greedily. He arched further, impossibly further, back lifting off the bench.
Was it possible for a man of Cole’s size to be that flexible?
It was Cole. Anything was possible with Cole.
Kai hummed against him, vibrations sending shocks through Cole's core and drawing out another series of whimpers and whines, body shuddering as Kai ate him out.
Finally, finally, Cole’s desired final climax hit like a tidal wave. It crashed onto him, his body convulsing as Kai licked off the drops of come that were actively spurting out of his dick.
Kai pulled back, lips shiny, a satisfied grin on his face.
He collapsed next to Cole, both big men squeezed together on the small wooden bench.
He wrapped an arm around his waist, kissing Cole deeply. “You good?”
“Didn’t think it mattered after what just happened,” Cole huffed but returned the kiss, smiling into it.
Kai hummed. “Dude, how’d I even end up with you and your Greek god complex?”
“Don’t dude me,” Cole smacked Kai but without any hostility. “I just rode you like, not even five minutes ago.”
They both lay in each other’s arms, before Earth’s voice sounded through— “Should we bathe before your dad wakes up and finds us like this?”
Kai snorted, “Alright, babe. Whatever you want.”
And he meant it.