Inspired by pafhan’s prompt. It is a follow-up to this drabble. So, in case you haven’t noticed, it is more than acceptable to give me prompts for either O’Caan or McDanno drabbles. In fact, I encourage them!
Alex thrummed behind Scott with his nervous energy as they walked into the building. He was all swinging arms and bouncing feet that it made Scott laugh a little. It was like bringing a little kid to a candy store, the way Alex’s face lit up when he entered the new environment, started thinking about the new skill he was going to learn.
That was something about Alex that Scott was immediately drawn to. He himself was always pushing for more, looking for more, wanting to express himself in different ways. He wrote, he took pictures, he acted. He got out on the water and surfed until everything around him disappeared.
Alex was no different; he was always up for trying something new, experiencing something unlike anything he’d ever done before, especially if it involved something physical. Surfing was the first thing. And Scott had to admit to being quite proud that he helped Alex got over his fear of surfing. It was a good thing too, because Alex was good regardless of what he said.
It only seemed natural after Alex had taught him how to shoot and Scott had taught him how to surf that they needed something new, a new hobby to introduce the other to. Jiu jitsu was the perfect next step. Scott couldn’t get enough of it and it was probably the only place that he would have the upper hand on Alex in a physical sense, and even if they were fucking each other eight ways to Sunday, it would still make Scott a smug bastard to pin Alex down in front of a whole group of people.
And then fuck him eight ways to Sunday when they got home.
Scott introduced him to everyone and explained a few of the basics to Alex before going a few practice rounds with a partner he’d worked with for a while. They each allowed the other the opportunity to practice the basic holds and throws before they started to really go at each other. Scott had him pinned almost instantly. When Scott stood back up, a little out of breath, the look on Alex’s face was priceless. His eyes were cloudy, mouth formed into a tiny ‘o,’ and his hands were up in front of him like he was about to clap.
Scott laughed, “You’re going to need to stay focused if you’re ever going to beat me.”
Alex shook the goofy face away and soon his razor-focus eyes were back; Scott had issued a challenge, and Alex never backed down from a challenge.
After they had finished, both a sweaty mess, Scott asked Alex why he had caught him staring gaped-mouth a few times, teased him because there was no way he was ever going to pin him if he didn’t focus.
Alex blushed and mumbled something Scott didn’t quite catch the first time.
“I couldn’t stop staring at you.”
“That guy you sparred with at the beginning was almost twice your size and you pinned him in about thirty seconds. It was impressive.”
Scott waved him off, “Jiu jitsu actually gives the upper hand to the smaller guys what with all the ground fighting.”
“Yeah, I liked the ground fighting,” Alex said with a hint of lust in his voice.
“Well, I liked your legs wrapped around me. I think that could come in handy other places too.”
It took Alex six months before he pinned Scott for the first time, but it only took him six hours before his legs were wrapped around Scott’s naked body, yelling at him to move faster.