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Mark Webber: Yes Chef!

Pairing: Mark Webber x F!reader

Summary: After waking up and smelling something delicious, you went to the kitchen to find out Mark is a splendid chef...but that wasn't the only thing he's good at.

Tw: Minors dni!!!! 18+ Only, Smut, fluffly? Mark's a sweetheart, cum eating, Mark is a bit obsessed, a little teasing, Oral (f receiving), overstimulation if you squint, think that's all for now!

Words: 3,6k

A/N: i'm really sorry this took so long! And i'm sorry it's short! Couldn't wrap my head around it, this past few weeks were a mess! But i really hope you all enjoy it, and if there's something wrong, do forgive me! The pictures also aren't mine!

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"Good morning sleepy head!" Mark's voice startled you a bit as you came downstairs to the kitchen, you smelt something but didn't even knew he could hear your footsteps approaching.

Yesterday you slept a bit early, and no matter how much time you got resting, the yawning and tiredness on the face are still there.

He was cooking, with a gentle and silly smile on his face, content in the most simple manner, looking at the food, which you also did with a small grimace, while rubbing your eye and coming closer.

"Mornin...what you're doing?" Your voice was soft, your kinda sleepy state left it like that, which he noticed and couldn't help but think it's too cute while you eyed his food

"Oh this? A...normal american breakfast, i think? Eggs, bacon" he explained simply, focusing on the eggs again while you still looked kinda puzzled at it

"No?! It has... vegetables, no American would eat that healthy, specially in the morning" you couldn't help but make a joke and make him laugh, he was a bit laid-back, something he was always around people he felt comfortable with, but specially you "but it does smells fucking delicious...and it looks good, how come you never told me you could cook?"

You hop slowly and with a smile on the counter, close to where he was cooking to watch it, you could swear you saw a faint blush on his cheeks because of the praise on his food

"Thank you sweetheart, and yeah...i'm proud to say that i know my way around a kitchen" he said winking playfully, what made you smile, paying attention to his face while he was beautifully focused on making breakfast for you both.

The Aussie had a big nose, that is no doubt...and it made him even more beautiful like that, the kind of nose that you felt the urge to just curiously let your fingers glide on the silhouette of it...the other part of your brain saying that it would feel like heaven to sit on...but you just ignore, can't have that kind of thoughts in a Sunday morning, you didn't even had breakfast yet, so you focus on his eyes instead, on the light, they looked a lighter green in the light, with a gentle gleam, his short beard looking smooth to caress, and his hair somewhat messy, looking like he woke up a few minutes ago, but when you decided you were eyeing too much you looked down at the food again, the man completely oblivious to your attentive stare.

"Is this what you eat on Down Under?" You teased him, which he let out a funny scoff

"Sometimes i just have a regular coffee" he shrugged his arms like it was nothing, as if he didn't said something a bit alarming

"Mark?! What the hell? You do know that you can't just not eat and drink coffee in the morning right? Are you trying to kill yourself?" you pushed gently his shoulder which made him laugh a little

"Don't worry babe, it's not like i regularly do this...and plus, i'm not always hungry on the mornings" he said quietly and with a relaxed smile on the lips, you rolled your eyes at his statement and shook your head but something catch your eyes, his strong jawline being more prominent when he turned his face to the side a little while finishing the eggs, it was a sight to see him cooking and you got a bit disappointed that you didn't catch him cooking since the beginning, you could have appreciated more.

You tried to stop daydreaming about his face and skill, looking around, only now noticing that the house was too quiet, and that wasn't normal since it wasn't that early and you both aren't alone there, and while making a small grimace, you couldn't help but ask.

"Where's everyone?"

"I think Fernando and Sebastian said something about a lake close down hill, probably swimming, more exciting than the pool here...and Jenson is off to the closest town, he wanted to buy something" he said while making small faces while talking, probably was doing something while they were talking, because he looked like he didn't payed attention that much.

"Oh the lake sounds nice, why did you stay?" You asked curiously, seeing him turning off the stove to search for plates on the cupboards

"I wanted to stay here for when you wake up, i told the boys to go without me." The man said casually as if he wasn't expecting you to have any reaction to him being nice, he always was, of course, but you weren't expecting that.

"Wait..." You said slightly surprised and getting silent for a few seconds before continuing "Really?! You didn't have to do that, Mark"

"But i wanted to, didn't wanted you to wake up and be all alone" he explained while sliding carefully the eggs with vegetables on the plate, next to another plate full of toasts, which you didn't even saw when you came.

He kept saying things like it was the most common things ever, like everybody did what he's doing, but that left you kinda surprised and quickly warmed your heart.

"That's too thoughtful of you." You said smiling gently and sliding off of the counter to get close to him, he did look even taller that close but you're short anyways, it shouldn't surprise you at this point. He looked at you with a gentle smile. "That is probably the sweetest thing i've ever heard, I could literally kiss you right now."

"Then do it, sweetheart"

He suddenly said and your playful smile vanished, you both were eyeing each other in silence and he was serious about it, with a faint smile on his lips but you heard the tone, a blush appearing on your cheeks, you got so close to just throw yourself on his arms and claim his lips, both looking at each other's mouth but after a few seconds, his face grew slightly hot since you didn't reply or moved, he thought he was stupid for suggesting something like that, he thought he fucked up and desperately tried to pretend he didn't meant that.

"I-I..forget it, it was a joke, don't worry" while stuttering he went to focus on something else to not let the air awkward but you quickly tried to stop him

"No, Mark, hey, look at me" you laugh a bit tenderly, getting close to him and reaching for his face, to make sure he was looking while you were speaking, and when your eyes met, he knew you understood he was embarrassed because he thought he misunderstood "you just caught me off guard, that's all."

Slowly, you stood on your tip toes and him, even surprised, held your waist with his big hands, turning his head a little to the side, you kissed the corner of his lip gently, he almost gasped but held it in, didn't knew you would actually do something like this, sure did left him surprised.

You were grinning at him now, caressing his cheek bones with your thumbs, speaking in a lower gentle voice "I think that's enough for now"

"You... didn't have to do that, you know?" He said playfully, adjusting his hands more comfortably on your waist, looking more relaxed while pulling your body closer and looking down at your beautiful eyes, which he always loved, it was probably one of his favourite things about you, those curious gentle eyes.

You almost felt tempted to kiss his lips fully this time, almost. Both were close still, he was holding you, almost wishing he just pulled you on the kitchen island and kissed you till you were begging him to do more, he had almost the same thoughts and you could see in each other's eyes that, the tension increasing a little, then he cleared his throat, ending the trance, both blinking a few times, avoiding eye contact and looking elsewhere, his touch getting lighter on your hips until the big hands weren't there anymore, made you feel disappointed deep down inside...but the tension was still on the air.

"Well, how about we make some pancakes as well? We need something sweet" you suggested with a slight shy smile, putting one lock of your hair behind the ear, the thought that passed to the older man's head was that the only thing sweet that he was starting to crave was you, but he thanked the heaven's you couldn't hear it, he shouldn't feel this way about you... but it's not like he could control the way his body reacted or the paths his thoughts went.

"Good oil! Let's do it" he said getting his mind out of his pervert thoughts, but you eyed him quietly because of the slang.

"Mark... what's that?" You sounded confused and he just laughed.

"It's me saying you had a good idea... nevermind" he waved his hand playfully.

"You gonna have to teach me one of those someday" you smiled and turned to grab all the things you needed to make the pancakes with him.

"Sure thing, as many as you want!" Moving to help, he spoke.

Australia had some pretty original and funny slangs that you founded so interesting, like right now, Mark had a beaming smile on his face while he grabbed what you couldn't reach from the cupboards, you could totally say he's "Grinning like a shot fox" which kinda means he's entirely satisfied and happy with that time you both are having together.

"So...no bacon?" You asked playfully starting to mix all the ingredients slowly.

"Now what's the point after the eggs with vegetables?" He asked playfully as well, stretching his arms, and while doing that, the shirt got pulled up a little, showing the hem of his white boxers, you almost...almost reached and touched his abdomen because it was quite tempting to feel how smooth his skin would be there...

"You're right, yeah"

After he understood that talking about the kiss didn't fucked your friendship, he got a lot more closer physically, and you kinda started to lean on him more, both your bodies doing something completely automatic. After finished mixing the ingredients for the pancake, it looked pretty consistent, the mixture had that familiar pancake color, but your eyes got a glimpse of the blue food coloring on the counter, it made you get ideas. The older man was a bit curious, he was close to you, resting one of his heavy hands against the counter gently, using his other hand to rest on your hip while he looked over you to what you were doing when you grabbed the food coloring. Have him this close was relaxing, you looked sideways to his bigger but gentle hand there, couldn't help but take a small step behind, absentmindedly, your body seeking the warmth of his, which was very welcomed because his own body took a small step closer, your back already pressed against his chest in a comfortable way, he was slightly bent, to get close to your height, both making small and casual talk while grabbing the pan to make the pancakes.

"Can i get a taste?" Mark whispered close to your ear, he wasn't planning to make you feel a goosebump travelling through your skin...but it's not like you controlled those things.

You turned your head slightly, almost touching your face with his, your breaths mingling, from this close you could see the grayish hair and a few on his beard that was growing, he was a bit older than the others and that was clear to see...those greying strand's just left him even more attractive.

"the mixing? I mean- of course it is, duh" you said laughing a bit shy, he just smirked but didn't answer, so you rushed, encouraging him "sure, go on"

You took the opportunity to taste it yourself, dipping gently one of your fingers but before it could reach your mouth, he grabbed your wrist, at first you got confused but he had a face that he knew exactly what he was doing. Slowly, he brought your finger to his parted lips, tasting the mixing, and you looked complete amazed by the scene so closely, with your lips slightly parted, a bit with the breath hitched because he did that out of nowhere, feeling your cheeks warming up, he made a small face and hummed as he slide your finger out, relishing the taste, clicking his tongue.

"Hmmm, that's delicious and it's not too sweet" he said with a gentle smile, but deep down inside he knew exactly what he was doing this time, provoking you a little.

For a few seconds both just stared at each other, he seemed to be challenging you, in a way, with that gaze, and you did took up on that challenge because all of sudden your lips smashed on his in a searing kiss, which he quickly responded...he has been waiting for this since you entered the kitchen, just never showed it.

You turned around and quickly held softly his face, moving your thumbs in a gentle caress, he saw that as an opportunity and fast enough lifted you by the hips untill he was between youregs while you sat at the counter, immediately embracing his neck to enjoy better the feeling of your lips together, pulling his body closer, licking in a provoking way before biting not too harshly, only made him groan, a shiver went through your bodies, that only made the aussie deepen the kiss, sliding his tongue slowly to dance with yours, despite the kiss being a bit desperate, your breathes ragged already, it was also unhurried, there was a fire between you both but...it wasn't sloppy...not that it would be bad if it was, but he was taking his time to savour that and it only made your skin burn more, specially when he held your chin and tilted a little more, using the other hand to held the side of your neck, applying just a little pressure with his thumb on the chin, pulling down slightly, the hand felt big enough to hold your neck just the right way...jesus, you swore that you could become so putty on his hands, and he somewhat felt that, heard your sigh between the kiss, the corner of his mouth curled up a little, sliding his hand that was formerly on the chin to your waist, feeling your body just a little, clutching your skin there.

You let out a small whimper, making him sigh after hearing, discovering every spot that made you react when he touched, it aroused him to no end. You slide one of your hands to his chest, almost testing what his reaction would be when your curious fingers found the hem of his shirt and pressed your palm at his abs, feeling the hot skin gliding on yours when you moved up and down, even using the tip of your nails carefully, seeking a reaction, and of course you made him undoubtedly shiver and grunt.

"Fuck...let me...let me taste you" he whispered breatheless against your lips, like he needed badly, and it did made you stop, gently fluttering your eyes open with your hand inside his shirt. Deep down inside he was hoping it wasn't too much, but he felt too tempted now, almost aching for that, you could clearly see that on his eyes, they were darker now.

"Go on...please" you asked close to his lips and that made him cuss under his breath again, thought that having you asking so softly to him to do it was...so, so hot.

Quickly the tallest one started to kiss down your neck, taking his time, making you throw your head back slowly so he could have more room, he enjoyed that fact, humming against your skin as he nibble and suck against the sweet spot there, close to your collarbone, you let out a lovingly whimper, wondering on the back of your head how did he find that so quickly, not minding if your neck might have his marks, head a bit clouded with lust by now. He was the biggest fan of the sounds you let out and he made sure to try and make you react to everything.

"Hold on to me" he whispered and carefully held you by your thighs when you hugged his strong neck, placing you on the kitchen island, it was bigger and more comfortable.

He pecked your lips two times tenderly, it made you a little soft, laying your body against the colder surface when he pushed without force, he didn't need to anyway, you were too comfortable, too into that to even let your nerves take over because nobody has ever done that. Carefully pulling the hem of your pajama shirt up, not wasting any time to press his warm lips on the soft flesh, you could feel he was holding back a little, his fingers flexed a bit nervous sometimes, hell...he wanted to eat you out like you were his last goddamn meal, like he was fucking starving, famish to have just a taste, but he couldn't, at least not now, he knew you were new to this, he didn't wanted to overwhelm you.

"babe your skin is so soft..." He praised, what did made your cheeks gain a little color while he kissed up and down your stomach, the shirt hem was pulled until he could see the swell of your breasts, it was tempting but didn't pulled further. He teased you a little, sometimes making the tip of his tongue trace the skin close to the hem of your pajama pants from hip to hip, making your stomach do flips, anticipating and almost torturing both of you, because he was as eager as you were.

"S-Stop being such a tease Mark" your voice small and trembling while squirming gently when he sucked a mark next to your hip bone, earning a chuckle and a bite there that made you whine.

"Someone want this as bad as i do...have a little patience, i want to make this good for you."

You kept looking down, only your head up while your body was laying on the kitchen counter, heart pounding like crazy on your ribcage, breathing uneven, face hot, not even thinking about what the boys would think if they ever discover you both did that on the kitchen.

He started to finally pull down your pants, but he made sure to pull your panties as well, because he was patient and he wanted to make things go smoothly for you...but he was getting a bit desperate to get a taste.

"Oh...now that's a pretty sight... you're already wet" he whispered a bit amazed and with a bright half smile on the lips, eyes shining like two stars, he almost stopped just to watch for a little while...you looked so goddamn gorgeous to him and the look he gave made you tear your gaze away a little shyly...gosh when will you get used to that?

He dropped the clothes on the floor, running his big and heavy hands on your bare legs now, exploring your skin, getting almost too close to where you needed him but never touching, it made a few goosebumps travel through your body.

The man was enjoying the view almost too much, took all his strength to not bury so suddenly his face between your legs, but he lifted one of your legs, starting by kissing and nibbling up and down the inner side of them, getting close enough to your core so you could feel his breath there - which alone made you whimper - but he held himself back and started to do that with the other leg, tasting your skin, he wanted to remember that so made sure to give both legs the same treatment. Sometimes looking up to see your flushed sweet face, eagerly watching him too close, with the pupils getting progressively bigger. The older man smiled, looking down at your glistening pussy, presenting to him like the most delicious feast...it looked even more appealing than the breakfast long forgotten that he made...couldn't help himself staying too close, so in a swift move, he placed one of your legs on his shoulder, not wanting to lose any more time, brushing his tongue against your clit for a taste, making you jolt because of the sudden contact and pleasure, a new and foreign feeling...but it felt good, his tongue was so warm and wet, and he, on purpose, circle your clit with the tip of his tongue before sucking and putting slightly pressure there one time, making you mewl and squirm because it was a little too fast.

"Sorry love... it's hard to go slow with you spread so beautifully like this" he whispered kinda breatheless, burying his face there after, lapping at your juices, it was so fucking good and you were moaning and whimpering a bit loudly, glad that nobody was on the house right now or that might be embarrassing after.

You constantly moved your hips a little, his tongue explored every inch of your sensitive and wet skin, spreading your lips so he could press the tip against your entrance a bit to provoke, groaning everytime he tasted you, his eyes closed, and that sight alone made you moan and blush, he actually enjoyed that, you could see how joyful he was about doing this with you. He used both of the hands to go around your legs, placing them on each side of your hips, making sure to keep them pressed against the kitchen island, you were moving too much and he had to keep you steady, but you couldn't help it when it felt so delicious, so relaxing, you never had a sensation quite like this, it's almost as if he was taking a huge weight of your body, almost as if your body was about to mold with the surface you're against, every flick of his big tongue making you dizzy with pleasure, anticipating the next one, the next move, how such little thing was making the whole room feel warm, how it was making you want to blabber incoherent things but also chant only his name over and over again.

You gripped and pulled softly at his beautiful hair, everytime he felt that, couldn't help but moan against you, making you mewl because of the vibration, his beard that was growing was a little ticklish on the best way possible, his big nose bumped, pressed and brushed against your little bud when he got a bit too excited - sometimes on purpose - and it made you feel shocks of pleasure, arching your back suddenly, pressing his face there even more, breatheless moans coming out, almost closing your legs but he held it quickly.

"no, no, keep your legs open baby, be a good girl" he suddenly gripped your thighs and pressed them against your stomach gently, making you even more open, holding it that way so you wouldn't be able to close them, no matter how much they tremble, how much pleasure you felt, just keeping them pressed there. You could feel your juices dripping down his face as he eat you out like a starving man, making you get out of breath for the fifth time, arching your back, body warming up so much, burying his face there even more, placing your other leg on his shoulder while he moved his lips and tongue without a break to give you pleasure and because he wouldn't dare to stop now.

"Please...Mark...fuck! More..." You pleaded a little desperately, running your nails against his head, making him shiver, pressing his fingers against your waist while he was gently exploring you with his tongue like an expert, as if he made this everyday...but oh boy how he did wish that he could do that with you everyday, to please you all the time, to be able to feel your sweet nectar. Made sure to adjust your legs better on his broad shoulders, breathing against your skin.

"Oh i love your moans... they're so pretty, moan more for me sweetheart" his voice was smooth, while inhaling, trying to contain himself to not make you come more than once, to not overstimulate you the whole morning with how divine you tasted for him, eyes almost rolled back everytime, your brain almost shortcutting with how obsessed he became doing that, moaning his name even more melodic as he asked. "you taste so sweet baby...so good..."

He focused on your clit right now, licking slowly, alternating his movements, making you sigh and pant, with your eyes closed, head thrown back while one of your hands held firmly his locks. He loved so much to see you like this, so much that he made sure to keep his eyes open so could see your reactions closely and bask himself on the fact that he was the one giving you that much pleasure, your chest going up and down quickly, your body sweating. Eagerly sliding his open big hand from your stomach to your breasts, suddenly grasping one of them, playing with it, squeezing and pinching, rolling your nipple between two of his fingers, increasing your pleasure.

The other hand, he brought to your pussy lips, lazily running his tongue in circles on the most sensitive part still, just carefully brushing teasingly his fingers there. That familiar warmth on your womb increasing slightly faster, much more than what you were expecting.

"M-Mark...y-yes... that's...so good" you whined, his only response was to abuse of that point now, moving his lips and tongue nonstop, alternating between licking and sucking, even gliding his teeth there on a gentle manner, all while being careful enough to not hurt you, still doing that like his life depended on it, gripping your other breast on his gentle but eager hand, kneading it, enjoying how it almost fitted perfectly on his hold.

Your legs shaking, torn between arching your hips and getting a little away because it was fast, it was so much pleasure, the pressure building quickly, you almost couldn't hold it in, even though deep down inside you wanted to prolong this feeling, seeing him, down on his knees, eating you out like you were his favourite meal, a bit sweaty, enjoying himself just like you were enjoying yourself, but he could feel and see your muscles contracting a little, your legs trying to close around his head.

"You want to come, baby? Hum?" He asked taking his lips away a few seconds, and you almost whined for the loss of contact, but quickly came back, burying his face there sometimes and growling because it tasted so good to him, the sounds sloppy...it almost made you blush even though you're so close to cumming...you never thought somebody would enjoy that much, but here he is, practically worshiping that.

"Y-Yeah...god...yes please..." You cried out a moan a bit whiny, trying to move but he held you down, being much stronger than you, but your strength was going away anyways as your orgasm approached.

He was being a bit of a tease now just to hear you whine, couldn't get enough of your sounds, sometimes he stopped using his tongue and lips, only brushing tortuously slow your button that was already red and a bit swollen, getting more sensitive than what you were expecting

"N-No!...Mark please, don't tease a-again" your voice was just a soft mewl, your eyes closed, body trying to move impatiently, back bending, almost folding, and he had a half smile, eyes full of awe and lust.

"You're gorgeous like that sweetheart..." It was a whisper close to your sensitive parts, on purpose, blowing air while he kept moving his finger gently, it was getting you frustrated on the point of almost asking for him on the most hopeless way than you were already asking, but you just whined a bit loudly, rolling the hips.

"Alright baby, alright, since you're too good for me, you can come" he said deciding to end your torture and finally captured your clitoris on his lips, making you moan loudly at the so needed contact, sucking it with a little bit of force and speed now.

After a few seconds, you couldn't hold back and ended up cuming on his tongue and lips, making a mess while you chanted his name loudly, legs shaking, trying to close, but he held firmly, with him groaning and you almost in complete ecstasy forcing his face there. The old Aussie kept moving his head until he felt you came down slowly from your high, even though you hissed sometimes because you got pretty sensitive, it sure didn't stopped him to lick you clean a bit gentler, trying to savour the last few moments, where you almost pushed his head away, relaxing your hold on his locks, he knew his head might hurt a little but having the satisfaction to see you that relaxed, satisfied and vulnerable...hell, he would let you pull a dozen of times. He had such a beautiful smile on his lips...which were glistening, half of his face shining in the light, he was literally dripping with your arousal, that only made the blush on your already reddening skin to deepen, closing your eyes again quickly. He did saw, chuckling, cleaning his chin and lips - without really wanting to - gently taking your limp legs from his shoulders, watching you trying to breath normally, checking if everything was okay, and in no time he grabbed your clothes, being careful while pulling them on again, before so easily lifting your body from the kitchen island, your eyes closed, but finding strength to hold his neck, laying your head a bit too relaxed on his shoulder, made him smile warmly, kissing the forehead, before you stole two pecks with a cute smile on your lips this time.

"You know...i might be a little too relaxed, and definitely satisfied...but i'm still hungry" you whispered laughing while he held you on his arms still, knowing your legs were far too wobbly to stand and he couldn't let you laying there on the counter, he was happy to hold you until you felt like you wanted - and was capable - to move a muscle.

"Oh i'm afraid i might have to skip this delicious breakfast i made...i'm satisfied with something much better now, so it's all yours" the man said teasingly, close to your cheek, pressing his nose there after letting a kiss, you slapping playfully and with zero force his chest, which he only let out a quiet but funny laugh.

All that you guys did felt too right...you didn't have that urge to ask what that meant because...it was already implied, and not everything had to have a reason, you were learning that. It felt wonderful, he's holding you after he gave that much pleasure, everything was right and that's it, nothing more has to be said about something so natural like the desire between two people.

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