Racing Track

@Sena He fanned himself with a hand, a lazy grin spreading across his face. "You're right, it is hot," he hummed in agreement. His gaze flickered to Sena when he turned his head in his direction. "Technically, they're my dad's employees. They just happen to follow me around everywhere. Guess I'm just that irresistible, huh?"

He finished the can in one long gulp, leaning back against the chair with a satisfied sigh. Turning his head, he caught Sena's amused expression. "Nooo, he wasn't hot... definitely not-" James whined softly, a playful pout forming on his lips. He shrugged, a casual dismissal. "Well, it is a great way to let off steam and burn off the adrenaline from the race. Plus, I'm currently drowning in blind dates my mom set me up on. All these 'eligible and proper' young men... can you imagine?"

A small smile tugged at the corners of his mouth as his thoughts drifted to his ex. Someone who had managed to hold his interest for a significant amount of time. "We were good together," he mused aloud, the smile deepening. "Happy..." His voice trailed off as he looked at Sena again. "I don't know, it just... faded out. He ghosted me out of nowhere, no explanation, nothing. Maybe i'm still being weird about it because there was no closure."

@James Su "Oh no, you caught me~", Sena laughed and watched James peel the fabric off of his slim body. After tossing his top aside, James looked at him and blew him a kiss. Sena immediately grinned and, biting his lip, deliberately trailed his eyes over the other's body. "Oh, , so hot James-" It was good fun 'playing' with his friend this way, and when James couldn't hold a straight face and began to love, Sena joined in and rolled onto his back. With a happy sigh, he stared up the tent ceiling, feeling very blissful indeed. "Tsk tsk, your poor employees.

Sena clutched at his heart and fluttered his lashes at James, before leaning back into the seat, still turned to the side and curled up so he could look at James while they chit-chatted. "Hahaha whyy I bet he was!", Sena grinned but left it at that, his eyes focusing when they started diving into boys. Sena snorted. "You only have a lover when you race? Baby, you can't let yourself get crusty! It's important to stay lubricated-", he grinned. Call it an occupational hazard but Sena was extremely comfortable with dirty jokes, comments and everything of that sort. "We need to find you someone.", he said seriously and clicked his tongue. "Oh naah, I'm not seeing anyone. Just the usual, you know, having fun with whoever catches my eye.", Sena grinned, "That dry spell? I could never. If I don't get someone between these legs I'm just not gonna wake up.", he joked coarsely. "When did you break up with your ex? Are you not getting with others cause you still like them or something?"

@Sena James grinned, a mischievous glint in his eyes. With a dramatic flourish, he flipped his damp hair back. "I would make a beautiful Sugar Mommy" Rubbing his ear James grinned and cocked an eyebrow "is that your way of telling me that you want to see me ?" Despite meaning it as a joke he knew it would give him some relief to get out of the sweat soaked top so he simply slipped off his shirt in one swift motion, revealing a slightly toned chest slick with sweat, and tossed it onto a nearby chair with a theatrical grunt. "Like the view, baby girl?" he feigned a cocky grin, before blowing a kiss at Sena. Cringing at himself James laughed it off and opened the can to take a sip of the cool drink.

"Hmm bossing them around is fun I must admit so yes, I like it." James knew that he sometimes sounded like a spoiled brat and he was taking his status and privilege for granted but he never harmed anyone with his behavior, not intentionally atleast. And he didn't make a secret about how entitled he could be at times. "Honestly? I don't know but with all those glittery things it wouldn't surprise me if she was Sailor moon." James answered laughing softly.

"Of course everything for my precious baby girl." James cooed back just as sweet.

Still being dramatic James covered his ears, feigning disgust "Nope, not going there." James thought about it a bit pulling his plush lower lip between pearly white teeth before answering. "If you mean a relationship then yes there was one but it's over. In case of lovers... when was my last race... jeez, I can't even remember. Must've been my longest dry spell so far. What about you, are you seeing someone?"

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@James Su "Hmm~" Sena's eyes narrowed and he gave James a slow once-over as he poked his lower lip with his finger. "Hm, no. You're the sugar mommy.", he teased, then reached out for James' nape and leaned in. "Mommy~", he purred and pretending to bite his ear. Laughing, he drew back again. "Just take off your top. We're in the shade anyway, so you won't burn. ...Gotta protect your precious skin.", he cooed, mimicking what James had said to him earlier.

Sena startled at the abrupt laughter, then grinned as he pulled his hair back. "Oh is that so? Here I thought you just liked telling people what to do." Sena was joking. In fact he had intended to make a good joke, but then he'd started talking before figuring out what the joke would be and lost his punchline. Ah, talking was hard. Seeing the bedazzled scrunchie Sena raised a brow and snorted, but took it thankfully. "Is your sister sailor moon? Pretty sure I saw sailor moon wearing something like this once. - Thanks." With a pleased hum he drew his hair up into a bun and secured it in place with the scrunchie. Never in his wildest dreams would Sena even think to consider that those sparkly things and pearls were in fact diamonds and real pearls. As far as Sena was concerned, this scrunchie was something you could get for 3 or 4 dollars at a corner store, and he didn't have something worth more than everything he'd ever owned wrapped around his sweat-covered hair.

"Thanks Mommy ♡", Sena cooed sweetly.

Sena threw his head back and cackled loudly, thoroughly enjoying his friend's dramatics. "I bet your dad was hella hot when he was young.", Sena grinned and rolled on his side, curling up on the folding chair. "But anyway, have you been seeing anyone?"

@Sena "So if you are the baby girl," he wheezed, a playful grin splitting his sweat-slick face, "does that make me your sugar daddy?"
James chuckled, the sound laced with exhaustion, and flopped down onto one of the folding chairs. "Ugh, I need a shower or should've told them to get some change of clothes," he grumbled, pinching the damp fabric of his t-shirt away from his skin. "I feel nasty and not in the pleasant way."

James burst out laughing, the sound echoing through the tent. "If I don't tell them to hurry up they will take their sweet time," he said, shaking his head mock-sternly. Seeing Sena wrestle with their tangled hair again, James' amusement grew. He leaned over, brushing past his shoulder as he reached into his handbag. "Here," he said, pulling out a purple scrunchie adorned with a heart-shaped brooch studded with tiny pearls and diamonds. "My sister left this in my car. I'm sure it suits you more than me."

"There you go, baby girl," he said, rising to his feet and removing his leather jacket. "Well, who knows who the drop-dead hot guy is next time~" He paused for dramatic effect, then placed a hand over his mouth and made exaggerated and dramatic retching sounds. "Ew, no, not my dad... ew!"

@James Su 'My precious skin-' Sena would have laughed if anyone else had said it, assuming the comment to be mocking. 'Oh James... you're such a sweetie.' Sena grinned and swept some more hair behind his ear. God. He wanted to turn him into a mini and keep him in his pocket like portable sugar. "Mhm wouldn't want that~", he hummed happily and then broke into a light laugh, unable to hold it in. James placed his hand on the small of Sena's back and Sena gave him some very discreet side-eye, the corner of his lips quirking up into a small smirk. "You're going to turn me into a baby girl, James.", he joked, then nodded and squatted next to the ice box.

While James was on the phone he pulled out two cold soft drinks. Sena laughed under his breath at the shift in James' tone and stood back up, for now resting the drinks on the top of the cooler. He turned to face the other, eyes curved into smiles and wiped the icey condensation that dripped down his hands on his jacket. "and be quick about it", he parroted. "So bossy." Sena clicked his tongue and once again ran his hands through his hair, pushing it all back. The sweaty strands were really starting to bother him. Ah, the pains of long hair.

"Really? Strip me real good, baby.", he hummed as James helped him peel the jacket off his skin. ". So much better.", he groaned as he shrugged the thick leather off his shoulders. He was wearing a black T shirt underneath which was in a similar state as James's tank top. Turning, he took his jacket from James and tossed it next to one of the chairs. "So who's this drop-dead and super hot man who is definitely not keeping you from racing? One of your groupies?", he grinned. Waving at James to follow, he dropped on a chair, picked up one of the cool cans and handed the other to James. He really wanted to make a joke but ah it would be so inappropriate. ...Whatever. "Or your dad?"

@Sena "Understandable," he said to Sena. The memory of his first unofficial street race flickered in his mind. A cocky guy with a brand new bike and an inflated ego had challenged him. James,, had accepted, naively believing in sportsmanship. The race had been neck-and-neck until the final corner when, faced with imminent defeat, the other guy resorted to desperate measures. He rammed James' bike, sending him flying.

The crash had been a brutal lesson. A broken arm, his beautiful face swollen with cuts and bruises. To say that his family had been furious would've been an understatement, their anger only fueled by the justice system's failure. The lawsuit went nowhere. Within a month and out of nowhere, the challenger's family business went bankrupt, followed by a mysterious fire that engulfed their whole mansion. James, while not condoning the events, couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at the timing but shrugged it off as karma.

James, however, quickly shook off the memory. "You're right, this sun's a menace. We wouldn't want your precious skin getting burned, honey." He flashed a smile, his affection genuine. Reaching out, he patted Sena's head gently. He then led them towards the shadowy comfort of the tent. "Let's get settled," he suggested, placing a hand lightly on the small of Sena's back, a subtle gesture of guidance. With his free hand, he whipped out his phone and dialed a number.
"This is James," he began, his voice dropping a tone lower. "Two cold towels and be quick about it." Hanging up, he leaned against the cool canvas of the tent chuckling at Senas words. "If you wanted me to strip you you could've asked, darling" He winked with a grin showing that he was just joking but in the end moved to help Sena out of the jacket.

@James Su James was a y guy as it was, but something about him on his bike just took that to the next level. He had a fair share of admirers too, many who knew nothing about racing and just came to get a look at his pretty figure. Who could blame them? Sena watched as he pulled off his helmet as if he were shooting a commercial, laughed and nodded in agreement, then watched as his friend peeled off the outer layer. ...Not a bad idea, now that he thought about it.

"Aww thanks~", Sena grinned at the praise and stood a little straighter. James was much better than him, and so getting a compliment did a lot to feed Sena's ego. Nothing quite compared to riding his motorbike, and riding with company made it so so much better. "Hah-", Sena smirked and shook his head lightly. "I could never. I'd never risk my baby's life.", he hummed and caressed the seat of his bike affectionately. "Just thinking about it all battered and bruised breaks my heart.", his tone took on a whine as if he was imagining his baby in pain.

"Hm?" James reached out and soft fingers brushed some strands behind his hair. Sena was definitely not blushing. It was just the heat. 'I really need to take this outer layer off.' James was his friend but, look, if a friend who looks like that brushes your hair back your heart would skip a beat too. "Thank you, sweetie", Sena cooed teasingly. "Why don't you help me take this jacket off too?" Then, in a less playful tone, he added: "Let's get into the shade too. I feel like I'm going to pass out.", pointing to the tent where the ice box was set down.

@Sena The roar of James' motorbike echoed through the deserted racetrack. He'd rented the track for the whole day, maybe even the night, a luxury he knew wouldn't go down well at home. Even with his recent promotions, his family still called his racing a "ridiculous hobby."

He ripped off his helmet with a flourish, the laugh escaping his lips was playful. "How else am I gonna beat those stuck up buttholes?" he hummed, leaning casually against the sleek black machine. His racing suit, already dark, seemed to absorb the heat of the sun, turning it into a furnace against his skin. James ped the top of the suit, the leather bunching around his hips as he peeled it off partly. The black tank top clung to him like a second skin, damp with sweat.

"But you're not bad yourself," he said to Sena, amusement dancing in his eyes. "Are you sure you don't want to join my team?" James already knew the answer. The playful glint still in his eyes. "Nothing can keep me away from a race. Not even the most handsome and drop-dead hottest man on Earth." James winked.

He watched, a smile tugging at his lips, as Sena fumbled with his unruly hair. "Wait, let me help," he said, gently brushing the pink strands away from his face and tucking them behind Senas ear. "There, better?"

@James Su Smooth, y curves glistened under the afternoon Sun. A soft, y purring radiated from the slim body. Around it the heat was blistering, more so from the heat trapped in the asphalt than the air around them. There was a refreshing breeze that swept across the large flat plane. It was much appreciated because Sena was sweating. He rarely wore high coverage clothes. Only when it was deep winter, and when he was on his bike. He was wrapped in thick leather, sweat trickling down his temples and pink strands clinging to the side of his face. There was a bright grin painted on his face and laughter twinkling in his eyes as he looked at his friend.

"Are you getting even faster?!", he laughed as he put his helmet on his bike. It was a racing bike model from a couple years ago, with a few bits and pieces replaced. Sena had paid for a fortune for it, by his standards. Everyone had called him crazy for it, but he didn't care. He had always dreamed of riding a bike. It was his baby. For as long as he could remember he scrimped and saved to be able to afford it, and now he scrimped and saved to afford its maintenance. He had even gotten an apartment on the first floor so that he wouldn't have to leave his bike outside. He loved Pigneto but damn his bike would be gone so fast.

A few months ago Sena had met his new friend at a bike race. Sena didn't compete himself. There were too many accidents and he couldn't afford to keep the bike at that level. Not to mention that if he ended up in the hospital he might as well just pull the plug on himself. James, however, and his y bike competed regularly. After seeing him at two different events Sena had approached to say hi and say he was a fan, and well, that had turned into them sometimes meeting at the tracks. At the side under a small tent an ice box was waiting for them filled with drinks and ice cream. Sena had brought it with him, as he usually did. "Are you going to be in that race at the end of the month?", Sena asked and peeled a stray hair out of his mouth. "Ew."

[lmk if u want me to change anything, i kinda god modded how they met-- if u wan me to change sth tell me and ill repost absolutely no problem]