After A Long Time Finally An Actual Post Again

He is so cute

2018 Moto2 DutchGP| Fabio father gave pecco a hug.

No way bro just posted that💀

We love our tiktok king

Not Marc being the 3D wheel between Alex/Pecco

I need someone to tell em who these two are

I'm so bad with recognizing older riders TT

Hellooo… im craving for a fabio quartararo angst one shot that ends up with 💕💣💥❤️‍🔥 you know. Thanksss 🫶🏻

Ok yeah that request is>>

Since u didn't specify the reader I'll just use male reader since I'm most comfortable with that

Warnings: smut obv, bit of angst

Summary: After Fabio injures himself you have a small fight about the risks racing brings

Post-Race Tension

You were sitting on the bed in your shared bedroom, texting with Tom.

You: Pls tell me he's okay

Tom: Just a few scratches nothing to serious, he's on his way to you

As if he knew, at exactly that moment the door was opened.

You stood up, looking at Fabio, his smile and all the little scratches on his face. After a few seconds you walked over to him and slapped him right across the face, wiping said smile right off his face: "What the actual FUCK were you thinking?"

"I'm sorry darling but you know I have to take risks and besides nothing happened, it's okay", he grabbed you by the hips and tried to kiss you.

You turned around and walked away: "No it's not okay, you could've DIED!"

You spun on your heel, staring him in the face: "Y- You know what? I can't do this anymore!

We talked about this. You can't risk your life every race, especially if there isn't even an actual chance of you overtaking someone.

I'm just sick of worrying every week. You're not just taking a normal, calculated risk like all the other riders, you don't even care.

You don't care if you die, at least that's what it seems like"

At this point, you were crying and hyperventilating. You felt a burning anger and sadness. It felt as if your heart was getting ripped apart.

Fabio walked up behind you and hugged you: "Hey mon cœur, please come down."

He carefully picked you up and placed you on the bed, still hugging you. His touch was gentle and his voice oh so caring: "Of course, I care. I care so much. I wanna spend the rest of my life with you and I obviously couldn't do that if I was dead"

You felt your anger fade, replaced by more tears and sobbing.

He smiled as you cuddled into him. "I- I'm sorry, I just don't want to lose you"

"It's alright mon cœur. I promise you I'll be more careful from now on."

Slowly you both laid down on the bed, your head on his shoulder and his arm tightly around you.

"I love you", he pulled you into a kiss. It was a gentle kiss, full of love.

You grinned, your cheeks wet and vision blurry: "I love you too"

Fabio couldn't control his smile anymore. He pulled you in again, kissing you harder.

As he carefully bit your lip the kiss got more heated. You let out a heavy breath as he gripped you at your hips, below your shirt which got discarded a few seconds later.

You held onto his strong arms and pulled his hoodie right off. At the same time he hooked his fingers into the elastic of your boxers while kissing your neck.

Deciding you've waited for long enough you pulled both your remaining clothing off. You could hear a quiet sigh as he felt your naked skin against his.

Still impatient you got to work, taking his cock into your hands, slowly stroking the tip. You could hear his moans as he bucked his hips into your hand.

After a few minutes he rolled over, opening the nightstand and getting out a bottle of lube. He lubed up his fingers, rubbing them together to get the sticky substance warm.

Slowly he pushed one finger in your hole and curled it. He chuckled: "You're still prepped from this morning aren't you"

He pushed in one more, scissoring them inside until he was sure you could take him.

After he lubed up his dick he asked: "Are you ready"

"Just fuck me" , You kissed him.

Grinning at your words he slowly pushed into you.

You moaned as you felt the familiar stretch. You put your hands around his neck and your legs around his waist.

When he was fully inside he started moving slowly, going faster and faster as you pushed your hips back.

His thrusts became rougher. All you could hear were your moans and his pants together with the sound of skin on skin.

You felt the familiar heat pool in you and Fabios thrusts were also getting sloppier.

"Oh God Fabio - I'm fucking close", you yelled and spread your legs farther so he could reach that one special point more easy.

With a loud groan he spilled inside you, just as you came with his name on your lips.

He slowly pulled out, kissing you and getting up to get a towel and some water.

He cleaned you up and laid next to you.

You snuggled into him and put your hand on his chest.

"I love you"

"I love you too"

"Please promise me you'll be more careful from now on", You looked up to him.

His eyes were on you, gazing down lovingly: "I promise"

Slowly both of you drifted off to sleep.

English isn't my first language so yeah. If you find mistakes feel free to point those out. I also realised i used the german punctuation marks for speech so sorryyy

Always happy bout feedback :)

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starting a new post because the other one was really long! but i was tagged by @aftgphoenix to do this picrew and post the last song i listened to. tyyy ana <33

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Sometimes it feels like you've lived your whole life in a house that's always a little bit on fire. Like it's usually just in one room and you make sure to wet the walls around it so it doesn't spread and that usually works. You were expected to take more responsibility over fire containment when you were like seven because it's not like you can expect your parents to always be 100% on guard about making sure the whole house doesn't catch fire, and you figure that's just how things are like.

And sometimes as a kid you visit your friends' homes and some of then whisper to you - grimacing with embarrassment - about how they're not supposed to tell anyone this, but there's a whole room in their house that's currently on fire. And you're like yeah it's ok I'm not supposed to tell people about the way our house is a little bit on fire all the time, too. And then you visit some other friend's house and there's no trace of fire anywhere, and you think "wow, these people are really good at hiding their house fire."

And one day you show up to work like "hey sorry I'm late, I forgot to wet the walls before going to bed last night and my whole house burned down", and you're startled by the way people react, acting like that must be the worst thing that has ever happened to you. And you're just like "chill, it's been years since the last time this happened, and it wasn't even that bad this time", and that just makes people more shocked, acting like that's the weirdest and most concerning thing they've ever heard anyone say, which only confuses you more.

And then someone tries to explain to you that people aren't supposed to have an ongoing house fire. Most people actually never experience a house fire in their lives. Like not even once. Not even a little bit. The normal amount of having your house be currently on fire is zero.

So cute. Happy Birthday!

Bez celebrating birthday for Cele 💕

40 minutes into the race and Ferrari strategy is already killing me💀

Someone help those poor idiotic bastards pls

At least Alonso is lifting my mood TT