anything Carc because the Carc you wrote was hot af (I can’t choose a trope, I would love all of them) (putting this in anon to follow the rules but I suppose you know who that is ahah)
haha yeah i think i know who you are 😘 and thank you so much ❤️ i have couple things in my wips but that's for future when (if) i finish them.
okay i managed to whip this teeeny tiny thing for you. i don't know if you'll like it but hopefully yes <3 oh and we are ignoring their schedules for the sake of this pwp.
It was a miracle Marc could attend F1 weekend with Carlos – with both of their schedules packed full, almost always on the opposite side of the other. However, Carlos was very glad they've synced it all in the end.
Especially now, when he has Marc sitting on his cock, squirming and humming at Carlos' every slight shift.
Marc has his face tucked in the crook of Carlos' neck, hot air hitting his skin with his every breath. Carlos loves the proximity and heat from Marc’s body so close to his. After so long of not seeing each other, this is the best way to spend the time.
Marc is hard – his dick dark red and leaking against Carlos' stomach, making a mess on his red t-shirt. MM93 red t-shirt that Marc threw at him after the shower. “It’s only Wednesday, you don’t have to wear Ferrari yet.”
Carlos did not even bother to strip after Marc suggested their, let’s say activity for the evening. He knows his boyfriend loves to see him in his clothes, even more then they’re tiny, hugging Carlos’ chest so perfectly it almost makes Marc visibly drool.
Deep guttural groan leaves his lips when Marc clenches around him, his hand immediately going to grab his hip in bruising grip, “fuck, don’t do that, or we won’t be here for long.”
Carlos is honestly impressed by Marc’ self-control. Despite the fact his dick is begging for attention and from time to time Carlos inside him brushes his prostate, he’s fairly calm. He’s not sure how long it’s been, but he feels like he himself might explode soon.
He feels Marc drop a small kiss on his neck and then move away to face him. His cheeks are flushed pink and there is a smirk playing on his mouth and oh no. Marc rolls his hips, excruciatingly slow and Carlos moans so loud he feels bad for people next door.
“Don’t come, I’m not done sitting here. I am comfortable,” Marc says and kisses Carlos on the mouth.
anonymously tell me what pairing/porn trope/kink you wish i would write
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Vent under cut fjqjsjq sorry I am just a certified mess rn
I've been doing so so good not crying since Wednesday, almost cried I wanna say 3 times? Once when dropping a friend off, once when I left my sister's (she lives 9 hours away from me), and once while I was driving home. But it's like all crashing on me now since I can finally properly rest and there is just an overwhelming urge to cry cause I miss the people I care about, especially when some of them I only get to see once a year. I'm getting so fucking lucky and I get to see my sister in person twice. I miss my friends. I miss my sister. I miss them so fucking much. I miss my sister so fucking much. I miss my big sister. It's no fair. I wanna see her more often but work and school schedules suck. I got lucky that my sister could skip working her second job so I could go see her when I was doing my 14 hours drive home. This is the person who kept me as safe as she could a sacrificed so fucking much when one of our parents was being an asshole and making our lives and our mom's life hell. It's not fair I don't get to see her every day. I know we're both adults and it's not like we don't call and text everyday but it's not the same as being able to run and hug her whenever I want or to be able to poke my head into her room and ask if she's awake because I don't wanna be alone. When I was leaving her house she hit me with "If I hug you, that means goodbye and I don't want to" and honestly it broke me but I didn't wanna cry in front of her cause I knew she'd start crying too so I forced myself to stay strong and keep smiling. And god I miss my friends so much I had literally one of the best weeks of my life being able to hang out with some of the people I care about the most and not having to worry about work or school or monet and just have fun with them. Walking away back to my car to start driving home was one of the hardest things I have ever done, but I knew if I started crying that I'd be exhausted after and not awake enough to drive, so I didn't.
I'm just so tired and I don't wanna cry because it's obviously not the last time I'll see all of them, but it still fucking hurts knowing I can't see them whenever I want because of distance and it just makes me feel so alone that a good handful of the people I care about the most are so physically out of reach. It fucking sucks.
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