Arthur Leclerc / Pierre Gasly
Title: Shh it's a secret
Pairing: Arthur Leclerc / Pierre Gasly
Characters: Arthur Leclerc, Pierre Gasly, Charles Leclerc
Prompt: Can we get a top Pierre x Arthur, them trying to be quiet cause Charles is next door
Arthur has known Pierre all his life or so it feels like. Charles would bring him back home to Monaco in their karting days, Pierre would stay for the whole summer, they would play football, go on long bike rides and play Mario Kart. Charles would tell him to fuck off and stop following them around like a lost puppy. Pierre always let stay.
It feels like his whole life he's been in love with Pierre. It's only since Arthur had joined formula 2 Pierre had noticed him. Ever since then it's been sneaky little hook ups in hotels whenever they go the chance.
Pierre, Charles and Arthur all back at the Monaco home, celebrating a birthday. Everyone other than Charles has gone to bed, Arthur loves his big brother more than anything but right now Arthur wishes he would fuck off to bed so he himself can get into bed with Pierre.
"Charles go to bed, you're drunk." Arthur snaps at Charles who clumsily drops his phone for at least the third time that hour. Pierre laughs, stretching his arms so his shirt rides up, teasing Arthur. Seriously he's going to go crazy if that body isn't on top of him in the next three seconds.
"Pierre doesn't want me to go to bed, do you?" Charles throws his arms around Pierre and presses a kiss to his stubbled jaw. Luckily Charles is way too drunk to notice the glare Arthur is shooting him. "You're wasted mate." Pierre fondly pats him on the knee. "Fine, I know where i'm not wanted."
Charles almost falls off his chair when he stands up, then almost falls once again as he climbs up the stairs. Pierre and Arthur wait until they hear Charles' bedroom door slam close both jumping up and practically running to Arthur's own bedroom.
"We need to be quiet, Charles is next door." Arthur wastes no time and smashes his lips against Pierre's, it's wet messy and fully of teeth. Their tongues fighting for dominance. Arthur impatiently pulls on the hem of Pierre's shirt, who gets the hint, quickly breaking the kiss just to take off his shirt.
"Lube?" Pierre whispers pushing Arthur onto the bed, the younger man passes over the bottle and makes quick work of getting rid of his clothes before spreading his legs on the big double bed. Pierre instantly settling in between them after getting rid of his own jeans and underwear.
"You need be quiet." Pierre whispers kissing his way down Arthur's thigh, before taking his dick into his mouth. Arthur's eyes roll into the back of his head, he grips fistfuls of the bed sheets to try and fight keeping the moans at bay. "Wait till i'm inside you to come." Pierre informs, letting his mouth slide off just while he lubes up his fingers.
Arthur bites his lip to keep his screams at bay as Pierre takes him back into his mouth, then pressing the single digit inside. "Fuck." The word just slips out, hopefully wasn't that loud as he arches up his hips and almost chokes Pierre in the process. Pierre concentrates on sucking at the add, hallowing his cheeks and applying the right amount of pressure before adding a second finger and a third until Arthur feels nice and loose around his fingers.
"No more noise, okay?" Pierre informs while wrapping Arthur's legs around his waist, bumping the head of his cock against his glistening wet hole. Arthur moans as Pierre pushes into him, it's usually music to Pierre's ears but not tonight, it's dangerous and scary. "Shhh." Pierre whispers as he slides into the hilt, stalling to give Arthur plenty of time to get used to his cock.
Pierre gently presses his fingers into Arthur's hip bones and starts to move, filling him with deep but small thrusts. Arthur is struggling to keep his moans at bay, it feels amazing being stretched around Pierre. "Fuck, Pierre yes."
A flash of fear pops into the blues of Pierre's eyes, that moan was way too loud, Charles is just behind the thin wall. Pierre is smiling as he puts his hand against Arthur's mouth, muffling any other sound trying to escape it. "Shhhh"
Pierre can feel the next moan vibrating against the skin of his hand once he starts moving again. Pierre is moving slowly, much more slowly than normal, he's smiling, he's teasing he wants to feel the moans against his hand, wants to drive Arthur crazy with pure need.
The beautiful blues of Pierre's eyes are dark with lust, he's building up speed and pace now, trying to fill up Arthur with pure pleasure, without dragging loud words from his lips.
"I'll fuck you harder but you need to be quiet okay?" Arthur nods against Pierre's palm, despite his warning, he doesn't move. Instead he uses his free hand to grip at Arthur's hip for leverage and fucks him harder and deeper searching for that special bundle of nerves inside of him.
Pierre knows he's found what he's looking for when he feels Arthur practically scream against his palm, he continues to hit it with every deep thrust, while reaching down and wrapping his fist around Arthur's cock and stroking him in time with thrusts. It doesn't take him long to fall apart, Pierre just feels too good inside of him. Arthur moans into Pierre's hand as he comes all over his other one.
Pierre himself isn't far behind, he keeps his hand in place as he speeds up all most animalistic, he manages three more hard thrusts before he's spilling his seed inside of Arthur.
"Thank you." Arthur giggles as Pierre collapses down beside him. "Fuck, next time i'm booking a hotel."
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