A/N: I do not own R v B. Roosterteeth does. I added in one of my OC's, to give it a little spark. I will do this with most of my drabbles or stories.
GENRE: Humour/Romance/Sport
PARINGS: Agent Australia (Aus)/Simmons
RATING: T or PG
SUMMARY: Simmons, Donut and Aus are having fun. Hot, sweaty and panting fun. But where will this lead them?
WARNINGS: None.
Move Fast, Pump Hard
Simmons and I lay down on our shared bed, panting.
"You got an unfair...advantage..." I say between pants.
"No I didn't!"
"Yes you did! You know I can't pump as hard..."
"But you're fast!" he exclaims, still panting.
I sigh and mumble, my breathing slowing down, "And you're part cyborg... it was fun, though..."
"Yeah..." he agrees. "But the cyborg part is my arm. So it doesn't effect anything."
I smirk and sit up. "Wanna go again?"
The look on his face showed me that he was thinking.
"Let me catch my breath... Then we can go again..." he says with a short smile.
I turn my head as the door opens and Donut walks in. "You guys were great earlier! How can you go so fast?"
I smirk. "You're just not as good as us! You gotta practice!"
Donut sits down on the bed next to ours, which he shares with Grif.
"Anyone wanna go again?" I ask, getting up after catching my breath.
Simmons does the same with a simple, "Sure," and smirks. "I'm going to beat you again! I'm faster!"
I roll my eyes and take his hand, pulling him back outside the base where Sarge and Grif are sitting.
Simmons and I stand at the starting line and change positions when Sarge yells, "Ready! Set!"
I quickly turn to Simmons, smirking. I lean in and kiss him.
As I pull away, Sarge yells, "GO!"
I leave Simmons behind with a puzzled look on his face.
I head towards the finish line near Blue base as fast as I can and call out, "See you later, Sucker!"