Elliot
The Olympic Village, 3 days to the Olympic Marathon
Elliot gripped Jackson’s hand the entire flight. Despite his earlier insistence, he followed Jackson to the Olympic village, leaving the Jennings family with Lord Hewitt and Darius’s sister, Selena. On their arrival at the Olympic Village, they met up with Anders and Hewitt the younger. Jackson was checked in quickly, and Anders pulled Elliot aside as his boyfriend charmed the woman at the check-in desk.
“I registered you as an alternate,” Anders explained.
Elliot baulked. “Why? I told you Jackson would make it.”
“I’m a professional, Owens. I needed to cover all my bases.” Anders shrugged. “In any case, what I’m trying to tell you is that you can stay on-site if you want to.”
Elliot’s eyes widened. His first thought wasYes, absolutely. He wanted to be here with Jackson. But then the doubt crept in. Could he handle it? Being surrounded by athletes preparing for an event he’d dreamed of his whole life? And would Jackson even want him here? Or would he just be a distraction?
Before he had a chance to answer, Jackson slung an arm around his shoulders, casual as anything. “That’s brilliant,” hesaid. “You know, Owens has been living up to his assistant coach title. Kept me honest.”
“I’m sure,” Anders replied with an arched brow.
Elliot could feel Hewitt’s eyes on him, searching. He felt like he’d been transparent as fuck organising the flights, but he hadn’t been able to bring himself to tell the man the truth. That felt like something Jackson should do, anyway. He washisfriend, after all.
The athletes had their own apartment with two twin rooms. Jackson stood in front of the two doors in silent deliberation until Elliot huffed and pushed him towards the room with Hewitt. He went through the other door to find Green stretched out on a bed with headphones in his ears and his laptop open. He eyed Elliot with a knowing smirk, pulled out his headphones, and closed his laptop.
“We can swap the rooms around,” Green said. “It’s not a big deal.”
Elliot stretched himself out on the cardboard-framed bed. “No way to do that without looking sus to Hewitt. Besides, Anders knows. He’s done this on purpose.”
“Probably hoping you’ll keep me in check,” Green grumbled.
Elliot turned to look at his new roommate. “Do you need to be? Kept in check?”
“Of course not. I’m an adult.”
“Barely,” Elliot mumbled, though not quietly enough from the glare the kid sent his way.
“I’m gonna go check out some of the diving. You coming?” Chris asked.
“Nah, need to catch up on sleep.”
“Alright, old man,” Chris said with a laugh as he left the room.
If Elliot hadn’t been so damn exhausted, he’d have been annoyed, but as it was, he was out like a light in seconds.
Elliot woke an hour later to a warm body wrapped around him and a thick cock digging into his back as Jackson peppered kisses down his jaw.
“Jennings,” he groaned.
Jackson responded by rolling Elliot on top of him and capturing his lips in an electrifying kiss.
“We can’t. Hewitt—”
“On a video call with Jamie.Theyweren’t being very quiet, so I put music on,” Jackson whispered as he reached into Elliot’s shorts, gripping his rapidly thickening cock. Elliot could hear the loud soundtrack blasting in the sitting room of the tiny apartment.
“Hides all kinds of sounds.” Elliot laughed.
“Exactly.” Jackson grinned as he stroked Elliot’s length. “Been thinking about this all day. On the plane, in the taxi. Watching you.”
“Yeah? You been thinking about my cock?”
“I’m always thinking about it, Princess. It’s just so pretty.” Jackson ground his hips against Elliot’s, their clothed erections rubbing against each other, full of promise.
