#Luca/Fabio

[ray935sworld]

11 for Fabio x Luca<33333

For this

Things you say when you were drunk

Luca knew there was no reason to be jealous. Objectively speaking.

Fabio was young. Younger than himself. Hell, even younger than Bez. And a rider. That wasn't what the other was normally going for.

But still, there had been a slight hint of jealousy, like a burning fire, everytime he had seen his older brother and the young Frenchman interact. Vale's arm a little too close around his shoulders for the younger Italians liking. Fabio laughing a little too much.

He wanted to say it was only due to Vale being Vale. That the motogp rookie was just being polite. That his personality made it impossible not to match Vale's in a way.

Both shining like the sun, even brighter together.

Luca on the other hand felt like he was darker. Like he was the moon. Doomed to chase the sun but never actually match them.

He shook his head. The alcohol was getting to him. He knew he should get up, find Pecco or Franky and tell them that he was heading for the hotel. Possibly take Bez or Migno with him, to make sure they got home safely.

But he didn't.

He decided against it. Because a certain Frenchman was still dancing in the colorful lights, moving to the music as if it was a secret ritual.

Luca watched him some more. He watched his sweat shimmer like gold. He watched his necklace blink, wondering how the pearls might feel in his mouth. He watched the dark ink spread out on his skin, wondering if this part of his body might taste different from the rest of it.

He felt Fabio eyes on him. He would have second guessed if the look really had been for him. But when he winked and smiled playfully, he was sure.

He hold his glass a little tighter and downed the last bit alcohol. It burned down his throat and with it, his hesitation and his self control burned.

He started to dance, something he rarely did, slowly moving towards Fabio. He knew he was drunk but being drunk really was the only way he could do this.

He got closer to the younger, saw him smile, tease, grin. He saw him wave him over, playfully, acting like he was pulling him closer.

Luca smiled. There was a slight shade of devious in his expression. This was exactly what he wanted. He approached him, dancing right infront of him and before he could think it over, he had one hand around his hip and the other around his neck.

It was a bold move. Possible stupid. He was pulling him closer but still holding him loosely. If Fabio were uncomfortable, he could easily change their position or leave. But he didn't.

Instead Luca saw a shimmer in the younger man's eyes. The pupils of the 20 year old dilated. He stared at him all wide eyes. Surprised. But a good one. He hoped.

"Luca" he said, slightly tilting his head. He spoke normally but due to the noses around him, it felt more like a whisper.

"Salut" the Italian responsed in the frenchmans mother tongue. He watched a smile creep on the younger ones face at that and the older one took it as an invitation to let his hand caress his neck and go up short hair.

"Can I kiss you?"

Now it was Luca who was left surprised. Fabio was still staring at him, leaning against his touch, shifting in his place while waiting for an answer.

"I'd love to kiss you" Luca replied before leaning in and kissing the younger man.

Their lips met and almost at the same time, he felt his hands around his waist. He felt Fabio carefully pulling him closer, holding him, as if he wasn't sure if he was allowed.

Luca chuckled in the kiss, managing to tilt the other ones head in a way he liked. He deepened their kiss, hoping to show how much he enjoyed having the younger one melt against him.

Fabio lips tasted like lemon honey. He tasted like the sun, warm and sweet with a sharpness that just seemed to fit. There was the burning of the alcohol the young rider had drank himself. It mixed with Lucas drinks.

He felt the hand around fabios waist tighten a little. He didn't want to let him go. Not now, not already.

But eventually, both of them needed air.

"Mmmmhh" the younger one hummed in amusement as he dropped his head against the taller man's neck. "You're an even better kisser than I thought." "You thought about this?" "Of course."

Luca couldn't help himself but feel doubt creep in. It wasn't because of anything in particular. He knew this statement was something good and he should be happy. But there remained an uncertainty that he couldn't stand.

Fabio seemed to have picked it up immediately. "Is everything okay?" he asked, slightly tightening his hold around him. "Yes. Everything is good now that I have you... I do, don't I?" "You do. Always did."

Luca kissed his cheeks, still holding him close. His lips were now excatly next to his ears. "I just don't want him to have you. I don't care that he has everything else but not you."

He would have never said this if it wasn't for tbe alcohol. It was an admission he would never make. That he felt like he got everything while he...

No. He had Fabio. That was his everything. That was everything he needed so he just smiled.

"Who are you talking about?" Luca wants to laugh out loud. It felt so perfect that finally his brother wasn't someone first thought. "No one. It doesn't matter."

[forza-beznaia]

[toesuckersplaining]

go girls

[theleafsheep]

literally who let them do this death sport

[pintowski]

Your birthday = Your MotoGP rider

[fabioenthusiast]

This took way to MOTHERFREAKIN long

My head now hurts (even more then before)

F1 memes here

More MotoGP memes here and here

[settphelromanempire]

last one is POV Marc Marquez's phone, can confirm i was there.

[im-a-ghost666]

[eclairpillow]

As promised I made this, I haven't posted in a long time so I decided to BREAK that chain. Also I forgot to put Marco I'm sorry Marco (I SWEAR I DON'T HADE PEDRO I JUST DIDN'T KNOW WHERE TO PUT HIM)

[miklii]

[muxas-world2]

Motogp 1• half of the season memes ;)

[toesuckersplaining]

don't know

[forza-beznaia]

[imeriayapping]

[aaron04jpg]

Thoughts?

(Shout out @vettberg for helping)

[ross1fum1]

okay divas ✨