sebmark x parx
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He tastes like cherry and vodka and Mark might actually fucking cry if he doesn’t get to kiss Sebastian Vettel like this forever for the rest of time.
In which team celebrations are overrated and Mark finds God at the back of Seb's throat.
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- Part 1 of sebmark x parx
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"I could totally suck you off right now," Seb slurred through the cotton wool in his mouth, grinning and dribbling blood from the corner of his mouth and down his chin, "I'm like a machine, Mark."
“Oookay Sebster, let's get you tucked back into bed huh?”
Or, Seb gets his wisdom teeth out and wakes up high off his ass on anaesthetic, absolutely determined to make it Mark's problem.
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- Part 2 of sebmark x parx
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To my lovely thief, please stop eating my secret chocolate. Don’t even try to deny it, I know it’s you sweetheart. - xo Mark
Five notes that Mark leaves for Sebastian, and one that Sebastian leaves for Mark.
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- Part 3 of sebmark x parx
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“Hey sweetheart,” Mark whispered, pressing a kiss just under his ear, “you awake?”
Seb smiled softly, tilting his head back for easier access as Mark continued to drop kisses down his neck and over his shoulder, stroking his hand gently over Seb’s hip.
“Mmmm,” Seb mumbled, face pressed into his pillow, “I’m asleep, Mark… So asleep.”
Sebastian is sleepy and Mark is whipped. They have a nice morning together.
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- Part 4 of sebmark x parx
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Mark watched in a combination of amazement and long suffering acceptance as Seb whipped a travel sachet of lube from his pocket like the world's lamest, horniest magician. Of course Seb would think to bring lube to a formal gala. He didn't even think he was surprised anymore.
Nothing is sexier than good driving and Mark Webber's stupid, handsome face. Sebastian makes his opinions on the matter known.
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- Part 5 of sebmark x parx
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Jenson watches as Seb bends over, sticks his pert little ass out in those stupid plaid shorts riding low on his waist. He has to do a double take when he sees it.
Red lace and delicate satin; thin straps with gold detailing.
What the fuck.
In which Seb is begging for it, Mark is more than happy to give it to him, and Jenson faces the moral dilemma of the ethics surrounding jerking off to your friends while they fuck next door.
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- Part 6 of sebmark x parx
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Mark had just slid a hand down the back of Sebastian’s shorts to grab at his bare skin when the phone rang again, shattering their building moment in an instant. He reached out with a groan, smacking at the phone blindly.
“Fuck. Off.”
Or, five times that Seb and Mark were interrupted, and one that they weren’t.
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- Part 7 of sebmark x parx