AN: Hello! My name is NightWorldCat! This is my first fanfic, so please rate kindly and comment to tell me if you want more!

One-thousand one… One-thousand two… One-thousand three… Steady sounds of grunts and sighs from the Bounty's hot, wooden deck sounded into the clouds as Cole counted off every push-up he made in his mind. His light tan skin rippled against his hard, chiseled muscles with every lift of his tall body off of the floor. A thin layer of sweat cloaked his defined body, making his tensing skin glisten in the sunlight beating down harshly against the crimson Bounty. Cole's ebony hair sticking in unruly clumps to his forehead around his dark, silver eyes, making him seem even more hot with a coincidental, "fresh after sex" look.

Cole loved his morning workouts, hell, he even loved his late night workouts with his after dinner run. Cole, undoubtedly, and especially loved his late night workouts with Zane. That little nindroid could make noises that porn stars would be jealous of. The way he would close his eyes just before they would roll up into his skull as Cole pounded away at his prostate. Cole reaching down to milk Zane's cock in time with his still, harsh thrusts just before he would release into Zane's tight heat. Making the nindroid scream his name in ecstasy as he came in hard, long, thick loads across their chests as Cole filled up his hungry, twitching hole.

"Mm… Damn it…" Cole slowly stopped when he started to get another morning buzz. Not from his workout, but from his now fully erect member, throbbing against his boxers as if it was knocking on a door to be let in. Only in this case, it wanted out, and with a vengeance. The ravenette sighed and stood up uncomfortably. It was still early in the morning, and the others have yet to wake up at the usual six o'clock on the dot routine.

Cole didn't believe in masturbation, he has never once touched himself to get release. 1) He had Zane to do that for him, and 2) Zane was happy to oblige and do that for him, therefore he never needed to do that for himself. Even though Cole didn't believe in masturbating, he did, however, believe in the wonderful magic of morning sex. He grinned to himself and sauntered to the kitchen. If there was anything that Cole loved besides his workouts, Zane, and Rocky, it was ice. Which, ironically made Zane even more perfect for him with his blond, almost white hair, cool smooth features, soft but defined muscles, tall, thin build, which fit perfectly with his even taller and broader build, and icy blue eyes.

It didn't take him long to get out a small bowl and fill it full of ice cubes.

This will wake him up, Cole thought with a mischievous grin and walked to their shared bedroom. The two other ninja's insisted that they share a room after walking in on them doing it on Kai's bed. Kai also insisted on them keeping the bed after the mishap.

Cole slowly and carefully opened the bedroom door and slipped in, gently closing it behind him before he snuck over to Zane and set the bowl down.

Zane looks so cute when he sleeps… It was a happy thought for Cole to be able to see the face that he loved that was normally set in stone relaxed and at peace. Zane's rustled hair was all over his face, almost blocking his soft closed eyes, his lips parted slightly as he snored softly. Cole couldn't help kiss those eyes once he brushed his hair out of his eyes.

"Good morning snowflake."