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hotmessmaxpress · 12 hours

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Firstly, your writing is a gift from god.

Secondly, I am begging you for a Vale POV of Marc in the yellow shorts (OF au)!

I mean, firstly, he is a possessive mf and seeing that definitely gave him a heart attack, but secondly he couldn't really have known that Marc was a big fan, right?

Like yeah, Marc knew him/his tattoo, but like he's Valentino Rossi, if Marc is into motorbikes, he knows Vale, it doesn't mean he likes him. And he might have only showed up at that GP because of the situation or because he's a MotorGP fan. But the SHORTS?! Like damn, that boy loves you.

This is, dare I say, not good. But! It is words! It's words that I put together! It's something!

Thank you for sending in a prompt and for your support 🤍 I'm really hoping to get back in a better writing headspace soon! Until then, I hope this is okay.

Rosquez OnlyFans au, interlude: Vale's perspective of the Tiny Shorts

Vale is frustrated, nearly vibrating with pent-up energy despite winning the race over the weekend. He’s desperate for something to take the edge off, but nothing feels quite like what he had with Marc.

He tries running, hoping to tire himself out enough to make his mind stop racing. When that doesn’t work he goes cycling, but he can’t stand to be on Tavullia roads without an engine between his legs. He goes to the ranch and putters around, lubing bike chains and checking oil and air filters. He can only check the tire pressure of so many tires though, before he feels like he’s going insane and he goes home.

He finds Marc’s DM as he’s oscillating between laying on the couch and feeling restless, walking around the house and feeling restless, and walking around outside and feeling restless.

It’s long: a wall of angry, betrayed text that feels like a knife to the gut. Vale knew that Marc wouldn’t exactly be happy about being blocked, especially considering the amount of financial support Vale provided, but he hadn’t expected it to take an emotional toll on the young creator.

You didn’t have to kick me out of the paddock.

Vale doesn’t know what he’s talking about, but with a sinking feeling he texts Uccio. He knows that Uccio is just being protective of him, but it’s frustrating to think that Marc could have been in the paddock, so close to seeing Vale, but apparently removed.

Vale and Uccio argue and Vale follows Marc on Instagram. He tells himself it’s out of spite, but then he spends the next several hours looking through Marc’s substantial number of posts. Marc’s instagram is much different than his OnlyFans, for obvious reasons. He still posts a lot of pictures of his collection of bikes (something that Vale’s cock takes interest in), but he also includes photos of his home and his dogs. It’s surprisingly domestic, and Vale finds himself unexpectedly invested in Marc’s home life.

The next post from Marc is… hot. He’s working out, sweaty and shirtless. Vale watches it more than once, taking in all the lines of Marc’s body. He’s seen them all before; he’s seen his abs flex as he rides a cock. He’s seen his strong thighs bounce him up and down. It feels like there’s no part of Marc that Vale hasn’t seen, but there’s something about seeing Marc like this that really does it for Vale.

The posts continue, with Marc in various states of undress and various levels of sweatiness. Vale turns on post notifications and becomes bolder about liking Marc’s posts, not at all mindful of how quickly he likes them. He jerks off to some of the posts, feeling a little guilty about it, but he can’t help it. He’s caught in a limbo between not wanting to piss Uccio off (and possibly damage his reputation if someone were to notice his social media activity) and wanting to claim Marc’s attention for himself once again.

One day Marc posts a workout video. It’s similar to the others, but Vale realizes immediately that the shorts Marc is wearing are his shade of neon yellow. They’re tiny, so tiny that Vale is surprised Instagram hasn’t flagged it as porn.

Vale likes it immediately, and then as his mind spirals he opens his own merch website. The shorts are nowhere to be found, which means that Marc hasn’t bought them recently.

Which means he must have already had them.

The bikes, the recognition of the tattoo… Vale selfishly wonders how big of a fan Marc really is. He wonders if Marc found him sexy before they began their OnlyFans repartee. When did Marc buy those shorts? What has he worn them for?

Vale is hard, painfully. He pulls his own cock out unceremoniously, watching the video on loop while he fantasizes. He pictures Marc shirtless, with only the tiny shorts on, rubbing his cock through them. The shorts are tight enough that Vale knows he’d be able to see every vein, every detail of Marcs’ hard cock. He imagines Marc coming in them, soaking the front of them. Vale wants to press his face to the front of them and lick. He wants to taste Marc’s cum through the fabric of the merch that bears his name like a brand on the ass of them.

He takes a shower when he’s done jerking off to Marc’s video and the embarrassment has passed. On impulse, he sends a message: I’m sorry you were removed from the paddock. He has no idea if Marc will want to speak to him, but it’s clear to Vale that he’s not going to be able to stay away. There’s just something about Marc that draws Vale to him. There’s no way Vale can go the rest of his life without Marc. He has to see this through.

#onlyfans au #rosquez #mm93 #vr46 #I am not fully satisfied with this but it is a full 40 minutes past my bedtime and I'm honestly just happy to have written something

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hairmetal666 · 11 days

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NSFW; Modern AU

Eddie feels like the luckiest man alive, that he gets to count Steve Harrington and Robin Buckley as his best friends, but he wasn't sure about it at first. No matter how often his new little sheepies praised Steve, Eddie remembered high school. He remembered the Steve that was a grade-A, top-choice asshole. But then--Robin comes out to him. And Steve knows. Steve knows and he's cool about it. So, Eddie comes out to them and Steve is cool about that too.

It fucks Eddie up a little, if he's being honest. Like, Steve, objectively, is hot, but Eddie's only ever been superficially attracted to him. He thinks the whole jock archetype just doesn't do a lot for him. Too much negativity attached to their whole thing. But he'd be lying if he said part of him isn't intrigued.

He doesn't develop a crush on Steve, though. Somehow, through all the charm and bitchiness and not-so-secret kindness, his heart remains unmoved. It must be the jock thing.

And then he's scrolling on Twitter. He's scrolling on Twitter and he's not looking for porn, not even in a "Oh no, I never look at porn on the internet" way, and there's this video.

The first thing he sees is the lowered waist band of a pair of 90's-style basketball shorts, Pacers logo just visible. Then it's the long fingers, the broad hands. They're skimming down a tanned, toned torso, not a six-pack but it's somehow sexier this way. Their path draws Eddie's eyes to the dot of moles, the spread of freckles. They're so kissable, Eddie's mouth waters. Those fingers, they linger against the trimmed thatch of dark hair just peaking out over the elastic, before pulling that waistband lower.

Eddie's hard. Rock hard. Fuck, he's so hard a wind gust could make him come.

The guy on screen, he's got his gorgeous dick in hand, giving himself slow strokes and thumbing at the tip to collect the obvious slickness beading there.

It's not really a decision when Eddie unzips and shoves his jeans just low enough to take himself in hand. On screen, the hand speeds up, the stomach shivering, breath coming in soft bursts, somehow almost more intoxicating than the jerking off.

Eddie times his strokes with the video, coming apart faster than he ever has watching porn. He can tell the guy is close, his grip goes tighter, his breath shorter. Eddie's about to go off like a fucking rocket.

The hand stills, the guy's cock fucking quivers, and he's ready for the money shot, will totally come at the same time, except--it doesn't happen.

The screen goes black.

Eddie comes all over himself.

"Fuck, shit, goddamnit," he hisses. He flails around trying to find something to clean himself up with and pause the video so he can read the fucking text.

As wiped up as he can be without showering, Eddie runs the video back a few seconds to see the words, "want the full experience? Subscribe to my OnlyFans."

He's never clicked a link so fast in his life. He's never really explored OnlyFans before, but he signs up for the free trial without a second thought.

The guy's username is KingJock016 and under usual circumstances, Eddie would be disgusted, but it's too late for that. He's already scrolling through thumbnails of hands and dicks and asses and butt plugs and dildos, pausing briefly at a preview of one where KingJock is bent at the waist, perfect ass--dotted with freckles-- framed by the bands of a jock strap. He's deliciously hairy, deliciously ripe, and Eddie is firming up again.

Without fully meaning to, he hits play, and the video starts with KingJock already rocking his cock into his fist. He's moaning in this one, full throated, almost desperate. And there's something about it, something that catches in Eddie's brain, but he can't focus on that when he's watching KingJock trace a finger around his own asshole.

It's insane that Eddie is this far gone without seeing the guy's face, that his toes are curling at the mere sight of KingJock fucking himself. The sounds are obscene, the slick and snap of skin on skin, the throaty moans, the creak of the bed as KingJock rocks into his fist and back onto his fingers.

Eddie's not even touching himself, and he's already standing at complete attention, a heady ache already starting in his balls.

And then KingJock flips his head back, revealing a shock of chestnut hair, the taut lines of a mole-kissed throat, the hard line of a jaw. One eye flashes open, looks directly at the camera, at Eddie.

It's fucking Steve Harrington.

Eddie comes all over himself again.

It's Steve. His best friend, Steve. His straight best friend. Making content clearly targeted for queer men? I mean, Eddie can't fault him. Like, nice work if you can get it, but Steve???

He hasn't done anything to clean up because his thoughts are spiraling too hard. How long has this been going on? Does Robin know? Should Eddie subscribe ? Leave a comment about how this video made him come untouched? Join a live? No, no, of course not. Steve was his real life friend. He couldn't hang out with him and then watch him fuck himself on a wall-mounted dildo.

He hits subscribe though. He'll hate himself for it later. It's only for the trial period, anyway.

He wipes himself off, but the come is already drying, sticky, against his skin and in his body hair. He needs a shower. He needs to practice being normal around Steve now that he--

Shit, Steve. They're going to the movies tonight. Steve's supposed to pick him up in, shit, fuck twenty minutes.

Eddie hurls himself into the shower, moves so quickly he doesn't really have time to think about Steve having an OnlyFans, about how hard he got off to his friend, about how he keeps having flashes of Steve's perfect body play through his head.

It's hard to ignore it when Steve is standing at his door in his form hugging jeans and little t-shirt and Eddie's done for, a dead man; here lies Eddie Munson. He's just standing in the doorway, smiling at Steve and he knows it's manic, but he can't slip it.

"Are you okay?" Steve asks. Eddie hears the words but all it does is remind him of KingJock's breathy moans.

"Yeah, why wouldn't I be?" He keeps smiling.

Steve's eyes narrow. He leans into Eddie's space. "Did you drop acid again? We told you not to do it alo--"

"I didn't! Nothing's wrong."

"Your face is all flushed. You feeling okay? You could have a fever."

Before Eddie can react, Steve's resting the back of his hand on his forehead. Eddie flinches, swatting Steve away, which devolves into a brief slap fight.

"I don't have a fever, man. I'm fine. Hot shower, is all."

"If you say so. Ready to get going?"

Eddie nods. He can totally do this. He can pretend he doesn't know about the OnlyFans and the face Steve makes when he's about to come.

The drive is quiet. Too quiet. He thinks his bones are trying to rip through his skin.

He starts talking, isn't even tracking what he's saying. Dnd and then suddenly it's hobbits and then Star Trek for reasons even he doesn't comprehend. He glances over at Steve, and he's burnished golden from the light of the setting sun. He's so beautiful. How did Eddie miss it all this time? Why did he--

"Get any new subscribers lately?" He hears come out of his mouth.

Steve slams on the breaks, sending Eddie careening into he dashboard.

"Jesus Christ, what the fuck," Eddie shrieks. The car behind them lays on the horn, then speeds past when it's clear they aren't moving.

"Why are you saying what the fuck at me?" Steve hisses back. He hits the gas, pulling the car to the side of the road. "Eddie--what the fuck?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," he chants. He hides his head in his hands. "I didn't mean to--I'm so fucking sorry."

"How'd you find it?"

Eddie snorts. "One of your videos showed up on my TL. That's the algorithm for you."

"Jesus christ," Steve mutters. "You weren't supposed to--it's--"

"What are you even doing, man?"

"My Family Video salary won't cut it, if we're moving to Indy."

"You're not even gay."

Steve mumbles something, but he's looking out the window and not at Eddie at all.

"What was that?"

"Maybe I am!" Steve doesn't shout, but it's forceful.

Eddie's mouth drops. "Does Robin know?"

Steve stares forward, hands tightening on the wheel.

"And you didn't tell me?" It hurts, he's surprised how much, so much it takes his breath.

"It wasn't like that, Ed."

"Oh, no? Then what was it like?"

"It doesn't matter."

"The fuck it doesn't! I'm the first person you should've come to! I know exactly what it's like."

"No, you don't." Steve explodes. "You don't because you made me realize. And I couldn't talk to you about it because I like you. And, yeah, maybe starting an OnlyFans as part of my gay awakening is weird to you, but it's done a lot for me, okay?"

Steve said a lot of stuff just there, a lot of important things, but Eddie's glitched out on one part. "You like...me?"

"Yeah, like. Have you met you?" Steve slumps in his seat, like he's defeated. "You're fucking beautiful, dude. And smart and funny and passionate. Nerdy as hell. I didn't stand a chance."

"But I'm--" Eddie shakes his head. "I mean, look at me."

"I have." Steve nods. "A lot. I really like what I see."

"When I realized it was you in those videos, I came all over myself. Untouched," Eddie blurts. He flushes deep crimson immediately. "Oh my god, I can't believe I just--"

Steve is laughing, hands pressed over his mouth.

"Shut up, shut up," Eddie swipes at him. "It's not funny, oh my god."

When Steve gets it together, he finally looks at Eddie, and there's pink in his cheeks and a shine to his eyes. "That might be the most gratifying thing anyone has ever said to me."

"Yeah, well. It was humiliating."

"It's hot, Eddie."

His blush hasn't cooled even a bit. "Yeah?" His voice comes out deep, husky.

"I wouldn't mind, uh--that is, if it's cool with you--seeing it for myself?"

Eddie giggles. "You wanna make me come untouched, sweetheart?"

Steve shifts in his seat. "I'd really like that. Will you let me?"

"Uh-huh, absolutely, definitely. If you don't put this car in drive and get us back to my place, I'm going to literally die."

Steve laughs again, a bright, free thing, and he swings back onto the road. "Not yet, you aren't."

That sends a shock of pleasant shivers down Eddie's spine, right to his dick.

"Maybe we can even make a video together sometime."

Eddie, much to his deep embarrassment, whines, hips shifting with the sudden need for relief. "Oh, you didn't want me to die before because this is how you're planning on killing me."

Steve turns to him, a smirk on his lips and a devilish glint in his eye. "You have no idea what I'm going to do to you."

#steddie #steve x eddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #ficlet #modern au #smut #onlyfans au #steve is an onlyfans creator #fluff #oblivious eddie munson #steve falls first #eddie accidentally finds steve's onlyfans #feelings realization #feelings confession #eddie is steve's gay awakening #onlyfans helps steve explore his sexuality #i decided steve's jersey number was 16 #there's a little wedding singer reference in here

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oopsiedaisiesbaby · 2 months

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Billy Hargrove/Steve Harrington Characters: Billy Hargrove, Steve Harrington, Background & Cameo Characters, Argyle (Stranger Things), Chrissy Cunningham, Eddie Munson, Heather Holloway, Jason Carver, Jonathan Byers, Robin Buckley Additional Tags: Background Relationships, Jason Carver/Eddie Munson - Freeform, Robin Buckley/Heather Holloway - Freeform, Argyle/Jonathan Byers/Nancy Wheeler - Freeform, Semi-Public Sex, Bathroom Sex, Wall Sex, Frottage, Masturbation, Crossdressing, Feminization, cumming in panties, Established Relationship Series: Part 2 of Lust for Life Summary:

“He’s right,” Billy said, pushing back from the table and standing. “I’ll come with you, baby.”

“Yeah he will!” Argyle whooped, making Steve flush.

“Can’t miss an opportunity to feel up your fiancé in the bathroom?” Eddie teased, sticking his tongue between his teeth.

#harringrove #onlyfans au #modern au #steve harrington #billy hargrove #billy x steve #stranger things #steve x billy #lust for life #harringrove fic #harringrovefic #harringrove fanfic #harringrove fanfiction

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prettyboybillyhargrove · 2 years

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Angel!Billy

#billy hargrove #billy hargrove edits #billy hargrove art #harringrove #stedits #mungrove #sorry #my edits #strangerthingsedits #angel!billy #of!billy #onlyfans billy #onlyfans au #shopedit #willyedit #lucifer billy

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cuubism · 11 months

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I know you’re prob busy with other fics and the complexities of modern living in general. I was just wondering if we can get a mini update on IRL Malec and whether they’re still dancing around each other as usual 🙃 Thank you!!

ah yes, poor malec, rip my fics -- where I last left them off they were making an avant-garde erotic film, and also serving as a vessel for me to rant about my specific and niche media interests 😅 they are definitely still getting invested and then saying they're not invested. and then soon if my previous trajectory holds we get to talk about Trauma, hooray. ("soon," I say, meaning god knows how many months from now). but yeah they're going to movies and making movies and having weird psychedelic sexual experiences while watching movies. normal.

#IRL was supposed to be a mostly smut fic with occasional discussion of consent approaches. in reality it is now about Media.#image versus reality. crafting the world bounded by the screen. appearance and craft. medium versus message. and how do you capture time?#or experience? how do you translate things through the screen? and what gets left behind?#that is motivating me re: that fic more than malec specifically at this point tbh #maybe i'll be able to finish it. maybe maybe #onlyfans au #i think that was the tag #ask #pocketoffeels

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iammistressofmyfate · 1 year

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Rating: Explicit

Relationships: Ronan Lynch/Adam Parrish

Tags: Alternate Universe - No Powers, onlyfans accounts, Sex Work, Falling In Love, Making Out, Nipple Play, Nipple Piercings, Genital Piercing, Tongue Piercings, Tattoos, Body Worship, Blow Jobs, Hand Jobs, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Mirror Sex, Rimming, Counter Sex, Pseudonyms, Ronan Lynch Loves Adam Parrish, Adam Parrish Loves Ronan Lynch, POV switch, Mechanic Adam Parrish, Farmer Ronan Lynch, Mention of Suicide, Aged Up, PWP, Cock Warming

Summary: Ronan and Adam have OnlyFans accounts and decide to collaborate on a series of videos based off of the "Bases" of a new relationship. Sexy times ensue and the two fall in love.

Excerpt:

When Adam arrived at Ronan’s, he could tell that Adam was anxious. Today’s session was going to definitely be more intense and intimate, one might even interpret it as invasive. Ronan could imagine for someone who wasn’t used to being intimate in front of an audience, that the idea could be intimidating.

Ronan wasn’t going to talk Adam out of it but he’d already resolved to make sure that he felt as supported and comfortable as possible. He’d made sure that what they had discussed for Third Base was thorough, to leave no surprises.

Ronan had asked how Adam felt about hand jobs, blow jobs, and body worship. They discussed sixty-nine but then decided that one of them jerking them both off at the same time felt better. Nothing too kinky, no smacking or tying up or anything like that. Adam had seemed amenable, with no other concerns or other hard no’s.

[Third Base]

[Ronan/Sean]

#pynch #adam parrish #ronan lynch #onlyfans au #trc #tdt #trc fanfic #tdt fanfic #the raven cycle #the dreamer trilogy

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spielzeugkaiser · 1 year

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[MASTERPOST] Roach steals Jaskier the show, Jaskier has a nice community and the chat is thirsting for Geralts arms. 👀

#jaskier #geraskier #geralt of rivia #the witcher #onlyfans!jaskier #modern au #that is the day on which geralt gets his own emoji in the chat and everytime he is even partially spotted the chat goes bonkers #he's like their loch ness monster - their bigfoot!#(also people are horny)#(and Jaskier turns very sweet when he's near)

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sensei-venus · 3 months

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I jus saw a onlyfans! Hawk and I loved it then I was looking for camboy! Robby Keene smut and it honestly makes more sense. He would love the attention. From showing off his partner to being an absolute sub on camera. He would degrade you so much more on camera too. He definitely has a voyeur kink, and he's not afraid to show it.

I feel like he would be slightly against it at first but after a lot of thought and talking to his gf/wife, he would start to get into it.

They talk about how he doesn't have to do anything he doesn't want to and he doesn't even have to show his face. He starts to warm up the idea after that. When his gf/wife starts telling him about all the fun stuff they could do on video or in pictures, he pops a boner real quick.

He wants to try a lot of things that he hasn’t before just because they get so show it online for others to see. It also gives him a huge advantage to actually ask Reader to do things for him. Like asking to ride him for videos, or lazy slow rides where it borders on just cockwarming. He was able to grind up into her while hugging her plush body against his.

Kneeling her ass cheeks so he can part them for the live video they are doing. The whole time out of camera range he is just kissing all over her chest and neck. Whispering how good she is and how much he’s enjoying this new little hobby of theirs.

Please don’t get me started on Robby watching-

I don’t know if he would be ready to see Reader with someone just yet. He has a lot of issues around that kinda stuff at first. But shit- watching Reader get herself off? Oh yeah he’s all for it. He loves watching her get all naked, sit pretty on their bed, legs apart with a big vibrator between her folds. Watching her play with her pretty pussy for a good hour or so.

Duo cam videos? Where one camera is of Robby stroking his fat dick while watching Reader from a chair beside their bed. The other is directly in front of Reader showing off her big tits and fluffy belly, showing off how she teases her sopping folds with a nice thick pink vibrator Robby got her as a present.

I feel like Robby would be into low key asmr vids like that too. Where while that is happening, Reader is just whispering to him about how he’s such a good boy, watching her play with herself just for him. That he can touch her after the video is done. He almost whimpers when he shoves her cum covered fingers into his mouth and his hips jerk up. His dick throbbing while she just teases him about later, that if he keeps doing a good job jerking himself off later on she will take care of him for doing such a good job not trying to touch her during the live.

The minute Reader is whimpering and moaning and her pussy clamps down around the touch, Robby is done too. His dick shoots off as he paints his stomach with a big load. Some of it even splashes onto Reader’s stomach and chest by pure coincidence. They sit their panting as they cool off. Robby softly yanking the last bit of cum out while Reader throws her toy to the side and lays their two twitching. Robby leans over so gently and starts making out with her. She puts a hand on his chest while they start making out, she hits the end button in the camera and they start fucking.

Uhhh Robby being so needy and submissive while doing pure fuck videos.

At first you would think that because he’s behind her, fucking her hard from the back that he’s being the dom in the video. Well he’s definitely not. You can tell when he starts whimpering and jumping into her while holding her hands.

You can’t see his face in the video but he has his face right next to her ear while making all kinds of little noises. Reader can’t believe how much she’s loving it all. She loves feeling him what to do, and he loves doing it. Making her happy and being a “good boy” for her gets him going so fast. He feels kinda nasty for it but fuck does it feel good.

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hotmessmaxpress · 2 months

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Rosquez Onlyfans au, part 9????

A little porn, a little plot. Vale takes pictures of Marc and is absolutely insane for him lolll

thank you to everyone who has sent me sweet messages and asks! I'm always willing to shout about these losers in the asks or my dms!

Marc wakes up next to Vale the next morning, still nude and sore from the night before, feeling like he’s still dreaming. Vale is warm, wrapped around him, and breathing softly in his ear. Marc can’t help but wiggle back against him, trying to snuggle deeper into the blankets and into Vale’s arms.

Vale huffs in his ear and squeezes Marc closely. Marc can feel him smile against his neck.

He rolls his hips back again, trying to see if he can get Vale to take interest. The older man drops a hand to Marc’s hip, and keeps him in place as he rolls his own hips forward.

Marc sighs in satisfaction as he feels Vale’s cock rub against his ass.

“Good morning,” Vale says, voice rough.

Marc rolls over and tugs Vale on top of him. Vale props himself up on his elbows and kisses Marc slowly and deeply. It’s unhurried but passionate, and Marc tangles his fingers in Vale’s hair. He plays with the little curls at the nape of his neck, twisting them around his fingers.

He never thought he would actually have this. He wonders if he should pinch himself to make sure he’s not dreaming.

Vale rocks his hips down, rocking his cock against Marc’s and pressing the smaller man into the mattress. Marc slides the hand not in Vale’s hair down his back, pressing on the man’s lower back to keep him pressing down on Marc.

“Please,” Marc begs.

Vale drags his lips down to Marc’s neck, and Marc can feel him smile.

“Please what?” Vale prompts, smugly.

“Please fuck me,” Marc whines.

“You asked so nicely,” Vale praises.

He kisses Marc sweetly then sits up, pushing himself slightly down the bed so he can kiss at Marc’s hip bone. Marc spreads his legs and Vale tugs Marc’s hips closer, gripping Marc’s cock with one hand and then pressing his mouth to Marc’s hole.

Marc gasps, grabbing Vale’s hair. The old man pulls back enough to smirk at him, then dives back in. He strokes Marc’s cock with one hand while he licks around Marc’s hole. Marc tries to relax, but the sensation is so foreign to him.

Vale is patient, pumping Marc’s cock while he licks around Marc’s hole and gets him nice and wet. Marc is whining by the time Vale finally slips his tongue inside him, pushing past the ring of muscle.

Marc cries out, startled by the foreign sensation and the realization that yes, Vale actually has his tongue inside him. Marc’s cock twitches and he can feel himself coming closer and closer to coming.

“Vale, stop,” he says. “I’m going to come.”

Vale lets go of his cock but licks at his hole for a little longer, before sitting up with a grin. He feels soaking wet, but Vale still pauses to hunt for the lube.

He makes quick work of fingering Marc the rest of the way open, and then Marc gets what he is desperate for. He rolls onto his hands and knees, arching his back, and Vale pushes his cock inside slowly.

He breathes heavily as he does, and Marc is once again thankful that he gets to hear these noises from the older man. It’s enough to make his cock twitch where it hangs heavy between his legs.

“That’s it,” Vale says, as Marc drops down to rest on his elbows, ass in the air.

Vale fucks roughly into him, filling him up, and then pauses after a few moments.

“Hand me my phone,” he instructs.

Marc reaches for it, stretching a bit so he can reach it without pulling himself away from Vale’s cock. He thinks he knows what Vale is going to do, and he has to reach down with one hand to grip his cock and prevent himself from coming at the thought.

He looks over his shoulder to see Vale holding the phone up, face concentrated as he takes a selfie of himself fucking into Marc. It startles a laugh out of Marc, and Vale turns to grin at him. He thrusts hard into him, and Marc drops his head back to his forearms. He’s not sure what Vale does with the camera after that, because he loses himself in the sensation of being fucked hard into the mattress.

He moans and whimpers, vocal as always, and despite his best efforts he doesn’t make it long before he’s coming hard all over the sheets.

Vale groans as he continues fucking him, and Marc can tell by the stuttering rhythm of his thrusts that Vale isn’t going to last long either.

“Please,” Marc begs. “Please come inside me.”

Vale curses and then fucks into him once, twice, and then buries himself as deep as he can. Marc squeezes his hole around Vale and laughs as the older man groans behind him.

“Fuck,” Vale says again, before pulling out gently.

Marc makes a face as he feels Vale’s cum drip out of him, and he scoots up the bed to avoid the wet spot.

“Did you take pictures?” he asks, as Vale settles himself on the bed next to him.

Vale unlocks his phone and scrolls, showing Marc the selfie followed by the pictures he took. Marc’s cock makes a valiant effort to get hard again, especially as Vale shows him the video he took; he managed to take a shaky video of himself coming inside Marc, and then a glimpse of his cum slipping out of Marc’s hole.

“Wow,” Marc says, in awe. “You’re going to keep those, right?”

Vale laughs.

“Obviously.”

Vale and Marc have a lazy, slow morning, until Vale mentions taking him to the track and Marc practically vibrates with excitement. Vale rolls his eyes good naturedly, but manages to quickly get Marc settled with gear.

The gear all looks new, and for a moment Marc wonders if Vale bought this all for him. He’s too shy to ask, though, so he accepts it gratefully and tries not to shake with excitement as they load the car and head to the track.

Marc is surprised to see another car there, and when they get out and gear up Marc sees Luca Marini in the box, seemingly preparing his bike.

There’s an awkward greeting where Luca recognizes him and Marc has to calm his heart after realizing Luca recognizes him from racing together in the past, not from his online endeavors. The thought of Luca having seen him in the same compromising positions as Vale is a little too much for his heart to take.

The awkwardness is quickly abated as Vale gets him set up with a bike, and Luca seems to take a liking to him.

When they get on the track, Marc loses all sense of time. He does lap after lap with Vale, unable to stop smiling, as he adjusts to the shape and texture of the track.

He’s riding one of Vale’s bikes, number 46 plastered on the front, and the helmet Vale gave him is bright yellow. Marc feels like he’s dreaming. He never expected that he would ever end up here, and he’s so endlessly thankful.

When they stop for lunch, Luca eats with them then takes his polite leave. Marc rubs his arm, and Vale looks curiously at him.

“Is it hurting?”

Marc shrugs.

“A little. I haven’t ridden in a while and it flares up when I use it too much.”

“What happened?” Vale asks. “You used to ride a lot, right?”

It’s a fair question, but Marc shifts awkwardly in his seat. It’s still sometimes heavy to talk about, and he doesn’t want to sour their day with it.

“I’ll tell you all about it someday,” he promises. “I used to race, and I made it to Moto2 but I didn’t last long. I crashed and broke my arm, and with the surgery and recovery I needed there wasn’t a way for me to return.”

Vale looks horrified and saddened at that, but Marc waves his hand in dismissal, as if to brush the thoughts away. “It’s alright. Things work out, no? I’m here with you now.”

Vale looks thoughtful at that.

“Will you be okay to get back on the bike?”

Marc grins, eyes alight.

“You’d have to cut my arm off to keep me off that bike, Vale.”

#god they're so insane #i know i'm writing this but i'm literally disgusted by how corny they are #like vale calm DOWN we get it you're obsessed #the long-awaited meeting of the rest of the academy is next #onlyfans au #rosquez #marc marquez #valentino rossi #mm93 #vr46

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