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[sebrrari]

w w hat .. dimple tag . zh how dare you

your honor, if it may please the bom, i'd like to start by presenting the facts of this case:

whereas mark webber, former rbr racing teammate to sebastian vettel, has a chin dimple and cheek dimples (exhibits below, a little nsfw below cut):

and whereas sebastian vettel, former teammate to mark webber and current f1 paddock slut, has tiny little cute little hands:

now therefore, we must contemplate what seb's hands would look like on mark's face - most pressingly, his dimples.

if seb were, to say, cup mark's cheek and put his thumb on mark's cheek dimple, would it not fit perfectly? would it not line up just right to sink in and feel held and warm as mark so too feels?

and to take this further, let us suppose that mark has just eaten seb out, and his stubbly chin is shiny and sticky with lube and spit and come, just like he likes it. seb is so post-nut in love that when mark comes up for air to smirk up at him, seb's mesmerized by what he sees: evidence that mark gave in to the most base urge to feel seb's hole around his tongue and make seb feel like this - floating, cared for, deeply known and deeply satisfied.

there's a wet spot right in the divot of mark's chin, right beneath his raw red lips and his panting mouth. seb can't help it - he beckons for mark, who rises up on arms already fatigued from holding seb's legs apart.

he hovers over seb, smiles and tilts his head curiously because seb is looking at him like he's seeing a holy apparition. seb reaches out in a daze with his thumb to gather the wetness he sees - it's still warm and sticky, obscene as it hits his skin. he slides his thumb up, up until it's on the meat of mark's bottom lip.

mark drops his jaw a little to let seb in, closes his lips and teeth around the pad of seb's thumb when it's deep enough, then licks it clean with flicks of his wicked tongue.

seb slides his thumb back out when mark's done and drags it back through the dimple, holds mark still like that so he can dart up to kiss him lazily, open-mouthed and full of heart.

i ask that those of us present contemplate this matter urgently. thank you for your attention.

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[sebrrari]

i don’t understand the instructions at all im afraid but FRUITY GERMAN and HORSEY! n then sumn abt words… Tan! Sun! Sun-kissed Skin! Blonde!

uh oh bestie you have accidentally stumbled upon a little thing i have been kicking around! here’s some words!

(accepting 5 sentence fic prompts until i’m not anymore - send me a pairing + a word or two)

there’s a flight, and another flight, then a taxi, then a bus, then a missed speedboat that comes back to collect them after twenty minutes in the scorching sun - but then they’ve arrived.

mark shucks his sunglasses at the door, and takes an appraising lap around the main room of the villa - its tall ceilings, its windows open to the ocean breeze and the sunset throwing warm light towards seb - a vision in his khakis and trainers, his pale skin already sun-kissed, glowing.

he circles back to where he started, right in front of seb. mark strokes the bridge of seb’s nose with his fingertip, freckle to freckle, then down to trace the arches and dips of his sweet lips.

“come on,” he says to seb, inclining his head towards the bedroom with a wink - jet lag can wait. “this honeymoon suite isn’t going to christen itself.”

#bom taggy #😘😘😘 #my fic #prompt fill!!! #martian bestie hours #IF U SAW ME MESS UP THE MOBILE READ MORE NO U DIDN'T!

[sebrrari]

#good morning #bom taggy #we have spent the last 20 minutes watching this gif over diff songs #it rly works on everything #Spotify

[sebrrari]

that. that bit where mark cheekily asks what he shld call sebs puthee and it catches him real off guard .. yeah im prrtty sure i died that day

ACK aaaahh ok gonna say it this makes me so happy 🥺 that was one of the first scenes i wrote for this and i was thinking of a way to skip the Angst and Awkwardness over the Oh No I Have To Tell Them I’m Trans scene that so many writers do well but i know i wouldn’t have bc i would’ve gotten lost in it and muddled their chemistry!

but also like! it isn’t compulsory for it to be like that!!! it can be normal and fine and respectful and sexy and if i’m writing in an alternate universe where These Dudes Fuck then i’m also erasing homophobia and transphobia if i’m not telling a story that involves them it’s MY blorbos fucking and i’ll direct them how I WANT TO you feel me

also my hc that ive told only @multi2-1 (but now u) is as follows:

will not confirm nor deny that the blonde guy jenson was talking about is also one that mark will come to know biblically 😶

(anonymously - or not - tell me what passage, fic, line of narration, or anything you remember me by as a writer.)

#bom taggy #answered ask #analytics #sorry for writing all this but truly 🥺 you found one of the cornerstones of the Charlie Cooldownrooms origin story

[sebrrari]

YOU BASTARD !!!!!! WHY WOULD YOU !!!!BRING MARK INTO THIS!!!!!!!!!! dmaaged im damaged we gotta man down

bom what have you dONE (i mean i started it but know that i am partially blaming u)

(trans!seb/mark webber ficlet under the cut in which aston martin did the crop top debauchery instead of mclaren; content info under cut as well 😘)

mark's sitting on a stool getting mic'ed up for broadcast when he sees it - seb walking around in a ridiculous aston martin green crop top and his ever-present baggy shorts. he's being trailed by three cameras and seven team staff, so it's clearly for some kind of promo. that doesn't make it any less inconveniently sexy.

(content info: trans male character, slut shaming, rough sex, unprotected penetrative sex; unbeta'd and rushed as fuck so let's just take it all with a grain of salt 🥴)

by the time seb gets back to his driver's room after the session, there's a text from mark with two words: keep it.

easy enough. he bites the inside of his cheek, rolls his eyes, and stuffs the shirt into his bag.

when seb's finally released from debrief (late, as always; mostly his own fault, as always), he bikes over to the side entrance of mark's hotel and lets himself into the suite. mark's not there yet, so seb perches on the edge of the bed and shucks his sweater off. he's fiddling with the rainbow patch on the side of the vest when the door swings open and mark enters. he spots seb immediately, eyes narrowing.

he rakes his gaze over every inch of seb’s exposed skin - his toned arms, his pale, deceptively soft stomach, the gorgeous blonde hairs that dust his body. mark will never tire of sight, whether it’s in a tasteless, sexy crop top or pajamas - it’s the fact that it’s seb.

"mate," mark says. "what the fuck have you been wearing?"

seb looks at him innocently, raising an eyebrow. "what, you don't like it?"

mark crosses the room with quick strides, grabs seb by the sequined collar and scowls down at him.

"i didn't say that," mark growls, then pushes seb until his back hits the mattress. he makes quick work of both their clothes, save for the gaudy vest. but when seb starts wriggling his way up the bed and spreads his legs, mark stops him with a hand clenched high on his thigh.

"nah, babe," mark leers. "i wanna watch you do some work." seb can't hide the shivery thrill that rocks through him. he rolls to make room for mark on the bed, then straddles him and pouts until mark gives him a quick, biting kiss that goes straight to his cock.

seb sighs as he eases himself down onto mark's dick, his pussy opening up easily for him. he's so deep, so fast that it's right between pain and pleasure - his favorite line to toe with mark.

mark wastes no time in grabbing seb's hips to bounce him punishingly fast on his dick. his grip digs into a fading bruise on seb's hipbone - seb yelps and his cunt squeezes around mark's length.

"is there anyone in the paddock who didn't see you in that fucking shirt today? do you think they imagined you like this, sebi?" mark asks in a furious murmur. seb punches out a shocked noise at the thought, his dick swelling and his core tightening. mark hums and skirts his hands up until they're under the shirt, cupping seb's pecs and twisting his nipples.

"fuck, mark," seb cries out. "don't care about them."

"no?" mark prods. "then why did you walk around like that? just to cool yourself off? sure." mark digs his nails into the smooth skin of seb's chest and drags down to his stomach, making welts appear all the way down his skin to where his bush begins.

"you wanted them to see, huh?" mark coos meanly between filthy, hot slaps of their bodies meeting. he bends his knees to get more leverage, and seb moans deep in his throat and shakes his head wildly, but it's no use - mark presses on. "christ, you're a slut."

a sob catches in seb's throat and his eyes screw shut. the top is itching against his hot skin but he's so wound up it barely registers beneath the way he's prickling with need all over.

"knew it," mark smirks, his eyes blown near-black and his thrusts growing brutal and unforgiving. it's an onslaught that fills seb up and wrings him back out just as fast, like his body wants to take and give and take some more.

seb drops down onto all fours so he's hovering over mark, his ass out and his hair falling into his eyes. the change in angle makes it easier for mark to fuck up into his cunt just right, hitting where seb needs it. it's a rush of sensation that hooks around him and pulls until he's right on the edge.

"please, mark," seb sobs.

"yeah, alright," mark allows through gritted teeth. "go on, babe."

seb locks his right elbow and reaches his left hand down between his folds to gather their pre come on his fingers, uses it to ease the friction as he strokes his cock faster, pressing in harder and harder until it hurts. sensations clash in his gut until pleasure sublimates into bliss and he starts pulsing around mark and quaking.

mark keeps his pace up, slides into seb wet and fast. seb's panting and flushed from his face down his neck. the arm he's supporting himself with wobbles and threatens to give out - mark grunts and skims his hands up seb's body until they're under the vest again. he thumbs at seb's nipples and the thin scars just off to the side like he can pull the blush down to meet his fingers, then flexes his wrists and holds seb up from below by the chest.

the over-stimulation and the feeling of being at mark's mercy makes seb whine and squirm, and he lets out a high, reedy wail as he feels mark start to come inside him. seb rocks to grind back on mark's dick, rutting his slick cunt back and forth to make mark shake.

when he finally comes down, mark wraps his arms around seb's waist and pulls him down flush, chest to chest, the cheap material of the vest catching on their sweaty skin and fine hairs.

"so when you said keep it..." seb mumbles into mark's neck, catching his breath.

mark chuckles and pushes seb up so he can pull out delicately.

"oh yeah, you're keeping it," he answers. seb drops to the mattress and curls into mark's side. mark hums, bites seb’s shoulder gently just because he can, then starts pulling up the sheets around them. 

“you staying, baby?”

“yeah,” seb answers lazily, “spoon me.” 

mark does, happily. they have to send the vest to the cleaners - it's worth it.

*******

#i am sending you this in a germ-proof container along with some snackies and a warm tea of your choosing #get well soon my funky fresh friend! #f1 rpf #mark webber x sebastian vettel #martian rpf #whether the medicine is enough #holy shit i finished this the stupid tumblr editor fought me within an inch of my life #and i finished with 5 minutes to spare before i have to go to this fucking art show an hour away let's goooooooo #my fic #bom taggy