#reader x fabio quartararo

[carboysandbikemen]

It’s Like A Reward

Pairing:  (Afab gender neutral) F1driver!Reader x Fabio Quateraro 

Request: “Please could you write for a quartararo x f1driver!reader (any team), i can't seem to find even a fabio fic 😭😭”

Summary: You’ve been kind of seeing Fabio for a couple of months after hooking up over summer break, and decide to go visit him for his latest race weekend, rewarding him for his win by teasing him until he begs you to fuck him

Warnings: 18+ 

Word Count: 1867

Tags: sub!fabio, praise, top!reader, teasing, strap on mentioned once but then its fabio taking your cock.

Masterlist

It’s not been easy for you both to keep this under wraps, to see where this thing between you might go without it being all over the press. Sure, you posted him on your instagram over summer break when you went surfing together, but if Marquez and Ricciardo can go skiing then why would people question the two of you hanging out. It was only a matter of time before your paths crossed anyway given you’ve been at Ferrari two years now and Fabio is friends with a couple of others on the grid. 

You just hadn’t expected to hit it off so well, which is why you decided to go visit him for his latest race to surprise him. Waiting until after the race so it’s not too much of a distraction for him, you pull him into a hug to congratulate him on his win. 

“You did so well Fab!” You tell him, taking the opportunity to whisper in his ear that you'll have to reward him later, watching as his eyes widen slightly before you wink at him and let him go debrief with the team looking slightly flustered but grinning back at you as he goes. 

You send him a text to tell him you’ll wait for him in his trailer, grinning to yourself imagining him reading it in the meeting, trying not to react in front of everybody. 

By the time he makes it to your trailer he’s already looking flustered, practically pouncing on you the moment he closes the door, kissing you and threading his hands around you as you grab his waist, giving him the contact he needs by slipping your hands under his shirt and into his trousers to hold him. 

“So.” He says a little breathless. “Reward?”  

You laugh, looking down at his little face grinning up at you, all excited already. 

“Yeah Fab. You did so well.” You lift his shirt off and run your hands over his chest, lightly brushing his nipples as you go. “I'm so proud of you.” You keep your touch light and teasing but not breaking contact yet. “Need to be rewarded for being such a good boy I think.” 

You thumb open the button of his trousers, careful to not touch him too much, and strip him out of them, taking the time to run your hands up his thighs as you come back up. He’s hard already but you leave him in his underwear for now, your hands still lightly teasing his body. 

He looks desperate for you already and you lead him into the bedroom and sit him on the bed, not sure he could take everything you plan to give him standing. Plus he looks so good looking up at you half naked and desperate. 

You cup his face, trailing your fingers over his jaw and he parts his lips for you in anticipation, making you smile at what a good boy he is for you. You run your thumb over his bottom lip, slipping it inside his mouth slightly and he runs his tongue over it. When you run it over his lip again, this time wetting his lips and playing with his mouth he looks up at you, eyes wide. 

“Go on, be a good boy.” You tell him as you slip two fingers into his mouth, running them over his teeth as he closes his lips around you and runs his tongue around you. 

You can’t help but fuck his little mouth, enjoying the way he moans around you. You pull them out enough and pull his bottom lip down enough that he drools slightly down his chin and onto his chest, and you take a moment to be thankful you stripped him. He doesn't do anything though, just sits there and lets you play with him, shifting slightly as he gets more turned on. 

“What do you want, Fabio?” You ask but fuck your fingers back into his mouth just to hear him moan. 

“Do you want me to touch you?” You keep moving your fingers and he just moans his confirmation. 

“Do you think you deserve it?” You pose it as a question but don't expect him to reply, playing some more with his slutty little mouth. “I think you might after today.” 

At your words he looks up at you, desperation and relief clear in his eyes. You let your fingers drag out of his mouth again, and you rub some of his own spit onto his nipples, the cold air on his wet skin making them hard. He lets out a little whine that makes you want to bend him over and fuck him right here and now but you have to remind yourself that you have plans for him. 

“Such a good needy little boy.” You say instead, moving to kneel between his legs, running your hand up his thighs and pinching his thigh making him whine again. He probably couldn't take it if you stopped touching him so it's a good job you don't plan to stop anytime soon. 

Slowly you run your fingers over his covered cock, feeling how hard he is beneath your touch. You choose not to tease him about the little wet patch he's making already, he’s being so good for you that you think he deserves it by now. 

You take off his underwear and lick up his cock, looking up to see his eyes close and head tilts back, a whine softly leaving his mouth. He runs his fingers through your hair as you grip his thigh and take him into your mouth. 

Moaning around his cock makes his hands tighten in your hair, so you do it again just to see him get even more desperate for you. 

He’s making so many noises for you, whining and saying ‘please’ and ‘yes’ over and over in soft little whispers. You love him like this, needy and desperate for any touch you give him and knowing it’s all for you. 

You take him deep into your throat and hear him choke out a noise, holding your head in place but not with enough force that you're not still in charge here, he’s just desperate. 

When you start to feel him getting close you stop, pulling off him and nearly laughing at his little frown and whine, looking down at you in confusion. 

“Oh, do you not want me to fuck you?” You joke and the frown instantly leaves his face. 

You stand up and he grabs your hand. 

“Please.” 

He looks like such a slut naked and hard and leaking for you, not wanting you to stop touching him. 

“Please what?” You say, running your hand through his hair, grabbing it gently and tilting his head back to look at you. He’s still grabbing onto your other hand. 

He whines.

“Please what Fabio?” You repeat. 

“Please fuck me. I need...” He huffs and whines at you again so you tighten your hand in his hair. “I need you inside me.” 

“Good boy.” 

You gently lay him back, spreading him out on the bed, playing with his nipples a little to watch his aching cock jump as you do before grabbing some lube and settling between his legs. 

There’s something about still being fully clothed while he’s spread out and waiting in front of you that feels so filthy so you don't strip just yet, instead you gently work one finger into him. 

When you’re inside he lets out a little ‘ah’, grinding his hips up into your hand and you let him, enjoying watching him desperately try and get more friction. 

He reaches down to grab himself and you stop him. 

“You’ve been good but not that good. Play with your nipples if you want but that's it.” 

You work two fingers inside of him, watching him tease himself. 

“Such a good little slut for me Fabio, playing with yourself for me, desperate for my fingers.” 

“Please.” He whines. 

“Hmmm I’m not sure you’re ready. You're so tight.” You say as you fuck him slowly, not giving him enough just yet. 

“I’m ready!” He manages to gasp out the protest. “I’m ready please, I need you in me, I need you to fuck me, I need...” 

As much as you like to tease him you’re so endeared by his little begging that you give in. 

“Okay, okay since you're such a good boy for me.”  You say, leaning down to bite his thigh before you stop, feeling him tighten around your fingers. 

Quickly, you strip and put on the strap, watching him grinding desperately into the bed waiting for you. 

You run your hands up his thighs, across his stomach and up to brush his nipples before cupping his face. 

“You ready?” You ask, lining yourself up. 

He nods, too desperate to form words and you lean down to kiss him as you gently push into him making him moan into your mouth. 

Once you're fully in you stop, letting him adjust for a second but he just rocks into you and whines, his hands gripping your back and his legs wrapping around you. 

“God Fabio you look so good like this. You look so pretty taking my cock.” 

He lets out a whimpering noise and you can't help but tease him a little more.

“Want something baby?” 

“Please move.” He chokes out. “Fuck me just, fuck me please.” 

“Good boy.” You tell him, and start to fuck him like he needs, looking down at him as he takes your cock. 

“So good. Such a good boy, taking it so well, doing so well baby.” 

“Touch me please.” He’s almost crying now, needing the touch, the attention. He can’t do it himself, he needs you to do it for him, it has to be you. 

You reach down between you both to grab his neglected cock, wrapping your hand around him as he keens and reaches up to take your mouth into his, pulling you into a deep kiss. 

You can tell it’s not going to be long for him, he’s so needy, but you think he deserves it today so you move your hand a little fast and fuck into him a little harder until he cries out, tears espcaping the corners of his eyes as he comes for you, spilling onto his stomach and all over your hands. 

“That's it Fab, good boy, that's it.” You say as he does, fucking him through his orgasm. 

You sit up slightly, leaving your cock in him as you gather up some of his come from his stomach and push your fingers gently into his exhausted little mouth, watching him as he shamelessly tastes himself on your fingers. 

He looks so fucked out and tired, so you gently pull out, quickly grab a warm wet towel and clean him up, grabbing some water and snacks from his bedside table where you know he keeps them, before pulling him against your chest for cuddles. 

Eventually, you fall asleep like this, wrapped up in eachothers arms. As you drift off to sleep, your last thought is that you wish you could do this every race for him. 

[lecsainz]

Secret Crush

pairings: 2022 grid x driver!reader / fabio quartararo x driver!reader

warnings: grid of 2022, drivers being gossipers and acting like older siblings, seb as the father figure of the group and pierre being intrusive.

authors note: i started watching motogp not long ago, but I think it turned out great, and i can really picture this scene of them bothering Y/N and wanting to know who the boy was. just imagine them helping her get ready for the date and interrogating fabio about his intentions with Y/N. and I tried to include all the drivers but it's almost impossible 😭

word count: 2.6K

Y/N had always been a fan of Fabio Quartararo, the young frenchman who was making waves in the MotoGP world. So when she got a message from him on Instagram, she was over the moon.

"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, he just messaged me!!" Y/N exclaimed to herself, pacing back and forth in her motorhome at the paddock.

She quickly composed a reply to Fabio's message, trying to sound cool and casual, but her hands were shaking so much she could barely type.

Y/N: "Hey, what's up?"

She hit send, then collapsed onto her bed, heart pounding with excitement. A few moments later, her phone buzzed with a reply.

Fabio: "Not much, just hanging out at home. Saw your race last weekend, you were amazing! How's the f1 life treating you?"

Y/N couldn't believe it, Fabio had actually watched her race! She started pacing again, muttering to herself.

"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, he thinks I'm amazing! What do I even say? I have to be cool, I can't sound too eager."

She took a deep breath and composed another reply.

S/N: "Thanks! f1 life is treating me well, but it's tough out here on the road. How about you? How do you deal with all the travel and pressure?"

Again, she hit send, then waited anxiously for a response. It came quickly.

Fabio: "I know what you mean, the travel can be exhausting. But I just try to stay focused on the racing and not let the other stuff distract me. You seem to be doing a great job of that too!"

Y/N couldn't stop grinning he was being so nice to her! She paced around her motorhome again, feeling giddy.

"Oh my god, he's so sweet! Maybe he's interested in me too? No, no, don't get ahead of yourself, Y/N. Just be cool, be cool."

She took a deep breath and composed another message.

S/N: "Thanks, that means a lot coming from you. Maybe we could grab a drink sometime and chat about racing?"

She hit send, then waited nervously for a reply. It came a few moments later.

Fabio: "Sure, that sounds great! I'll be in town for the next weekend race, how about we meet up then?"

Y/N couldn't believe it, she was actually going to meet him in person! She let out a squeal of excitement and did a little victory dance around her motorhome.

"I can't believe this is happening! This is going to be the best weekend ever!" she said to herself, grinning from ear to ear.

As Y/N read his message, she started to hyperventilate. She had just asked him out on a date, and now he was actually interested in meeting up with her. She looked up from her phone to see the other F1 drivers staring at her in confusion.

"What's going on, Y/N?" Charles asked, eyebrows raised.

"Yeah, you look like you've seen a ghost." Lando chimed in.

Y/N blushed and put her phone down, trying to act nonchalant. "Oh, nothing, just messaging with someone." she said, trying to keep her voice steady.

But the other drivers weren't fooled. They crowded around her, trying to get a look at her phone.

"Who are you texting, Y/N? Is it a secret crush?" Carlos teased, poking her in the ribs.

"None of your business, Carlos," Y/N replied, trying to hide her smile.

"Ooh, it is a secret crush!" Lando chimed in, winking at Y/N. "Come on, you can tell us. We won't judge."

Y/N shook her head, still trying to keep the conversation vague. "It's nothing, guys. Just catching up with a friend." she said, hoping they wouldn't push the subject any further.

But the other drivers weren't going to let it go that easily. They bombarded her with questions and guesses, trying to figure out who the mystery person was.

"Is it a driver? A mechanic? A fan?" Yuki asked, grinning.

Y/N swatted his hand away and rolled her eyes. "No, it's just Fabio Quartararo." she said, trying to sound casual. “But please don't make a big deal out of it." she said, biting her lip.

The other drivers looked at each other in confusion. 

"Wait, Fabio Quartararo? As in the MotoGP rider?" Pierre asked.

"Yeah! And I just asked him out on a date." Y/N said, blushing even harder.

The other drivers erupted into laughter. "Y/N, you little devil! I had no idea you had it in you." Daniel said, clapping her on the back.

Y/N frowned at them. "It's not like that! He just wants to talk about racing." she protested.

"Sure, sure, we believe you." Checo said, winking at her.

Daniel suddenly spoke up. "You know, Y/N, our little sister is growing up so fast. It seems like just yesterday you was learning how to drive, and now you’re all grown up." he said, grinning.

Y/N groaned, "Oh god, please don't start with that 'little sister' crap again. It's bad enough that everyone else sees me that way."

But it was too late. The other drivers had already caught on to Daniel's joke, and they started to join in. "Yeah, I remember when we used to have to keep an eye on her in the paddock. Now she's all independent and texting boys." Pierre laughed.

As the group continued to tease her about her crush on Fabio, Y/N suddenly felt a wave of panic wash over her. 

"Guys, stop, please. It's not like anything is going to happen anyway," she said, feeling uncertain.

"What do you mean?" Charles asked, looking at her curiously. "You've got a date with him, right?"

Y/N nodded, feeling her stomach churning with nerves. "Yeah, but I don't know what to do. I've never been on a real date before."

The other drivers looked at her sympathetically, their teasing forgotten. "Hey, don't worry about it." Alex said reassuringly. "Just be yourself and have fun. It's just a date, not a marriage proposal."

Esteban added, "And whatever you do, don't order spaghetti. That's just asking for trouble."

Y/N raised an eyebrow, "What do you mean?"

Esteban shrugged, "It's messy and hard to eat. Not exactly the most attractive thing to do on a date."

The other drivers nodded in agreement, giving her thumbs up and high fives and Y/N couldn't help but laugh at their silly advice. 

Sebastian noticed Y/N looking a bit nervous and approached her with a gentle smile. "Hey, Y/N, can I give you some advice?" he asked, sitting down next to her.

Y/N nodded eagerly, grateful for his guidance. "Please, Seb, I could use all the help I can get." she said.

Sebastian chuckled. "Well, first of all, just be yourself. Don't try to impress him by being someone you're not." he advised.

Y/N nodded, taking his words to heart. "Okay, I can do that." she said.

Sebastian continued, "And remember, if he's not interested, it's not the end of the world. There are plenty of other guys out there who would be lucky to go on a date with you."

Y/N smiled, feeling a bit more confident. "Thanks, Seb, that means a lot to me." she said.

Sebastian patted her on the back. "No problem, Y/N. You're like a daughter to me, and I want to see you happy." he said, with a warm smile.

Y/N felt a surge of affection for the veteran driver. "Thanks Seb, that means a lot to me." she said, giving him a quick hug.

The other drivers, who had been listening in on the conversation, teased Sebastian. "Aw Seb, you're such a softie." Daniel teased, winking at Y/N.

Sebastian rolled his eyes but couldn't hide a small smile. "Just trying to help out." he said, with a shrug.

Y/N grinned at the group of drivers. "Thanks, guys, you're the best. I'll let you know how it goes." she said, feeling more confident than ever.

But as Y/N was walked away, Daniel and Pierre couldn't resist teasing her a bit more. "So you finally going to make a move on Fabio?" Daniel asked, wiggling his eyebrows.

Y/N blushed and rolled her eyes. "You guys are ridiculous." she said, trying to hide her smile.

Pierre joined in, "Yeah, and don't forget that we see you as our little sister, so we need to approve of any guy you date."

Y/N groaned, "Oh great, like I needed more pressure."

Max laughed, "Hey, we just want to make sure he's good enough for you. And if he's not, we'll beat him up for you."

Y/N couldn't help but laugh at their antics. "Thanks, guys, but I think I can handle it." she said, shaking her head.

Carlos gave her a playful nudge, "Well, just remember that we're here for you if you need us."

Y/N smiled gratefully, feeling lucky to have such supportive friends. 

Y/N couldn't help but mutter to herself as she walked back to her motorhome, "Ugh, I bet the entire paddock already knows I'm interested in Fabio. Gossip travels so fast around here."

As if on cue, she heard footsteps behind her and turned to see George and Lewis walking towards her. "Hey, Y/N, heard you're causing quite a stir around here." George teased, grinning.

Y/N felt her face turning red. "Oh god, please don't tell me everyone knows." she said, feeling embarrassed.

Lewis laughed, "Sorry to break it to you, but word spreads pretty quickly in the paddock."

Y/N groaned, "Great, now I'm going to be the laughing stock of the entire grid."

George put a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "Nah, don't worry about it. We've all been there before. In fact, I could tell you some stories about Lewis and his love life." he joked, giving Lewis a playful nudge.

Lewis rolled his eyes, "Ha ha, very funny. But seriously, Y/N, don't let it get to you. Just be confident and be yourself. And if it doesn't work out with him, there are plenty of other fish in the sea."

Y/N smiled, feeling grateful for their support. "Thanks guys, I appreciate it. I'll try not to let it get to me." she said, feeling more confident already.

She was relaxing in her motorhome when her phone suddenly beeped with a notification. She quickly picked it up and saw that it was a message from Fabio.

Her heart started racing as she read the message, feeling both excited and nervous. But before she could even finish reading it, she heard Daniel's voice behind her.

"Ooh, who's that? Let me see." he said, trying to peek over her shoulder.

Y/N quickly swiped her phone away, "None of your business, Danny." she said, trying to hide her smile.

But before she could even respond to Fabio's message, another message popped up from him. "Uh oh." she thought to herself, knowing that it couldn't be good news.

Fabio: Hey again! Y/N, I heard something interesting today…

Y/N: Oh really? What's that?

Fabio: Well, Pierre mentioned that he thinks you might have a little crush on me.

Y/N: Oh no, he didn't!

Y/N: 🤦‍♀️ I can't believe he said that. I'm so sorry.

As she read the message, she felt a surge of anger and frustration. Pierre had told Fabio about her crush on him, and she was not happy about it.

"Where is that little weasel?" she muttered under her breath, storming out of her motorhome in search of Pierre.

Daniel and the other drivers watched in amusement as Y/N charged through the paddock, looking like she was ready to murder someone.

"Uh, should we be worried?" Lando asked, raising an eyebrow.

Daniel shook his head, "Nah, she's just on a mission to kill Pierre. Nothing new there." he joked, grinning.

Just as they were all laughing, Pierre suddenly appeared, running in the opposite direction with Y/N hot on his heels.

"Run, Pierre, run!" Charles shouted, laughing.

As the group continued to joke and tease each other, Seb suddenly walked up, looking slightly confused.

"Hey guys, what's going on?" he asked, looking around at the group.

George grinned, "Just Y/N chasing Pierre around the paddock. You know, normal stuff." he said, chuckling.

Seb raised an eyebrow, looking slightly concerned. "Should we do something? Is everything okay?"

Mick shook his head, "Nah, they're just goofing around. Y/N's not actually going to hurt Pierre." he said, smirking.

Seb watched in amusement as they ran past, shaking his head in disbelief. "You guys are all crazy." he said, but there was a hint of a smile on his face.

Seb chuckled, watching as Y/N finally caught up to Pierre and tackled him to the ground. "You know what, I'm actually rooting for Y/N to get Pierre," he said, grinning.

The other drivers laughed, but there was a hint of agreement in their voices. Despite their teasing, they all knew that Y/N was a great catch, and Pierre would be lucky to have her.

"Alright, enough of this." Lewis said, clapping his hands. "We have a race to prepare for, remember?"

The drivers all nodded, reluctantly tearing their attention away from Y/N and Pierre's antics.

As the drivers walked towards their motorhomes, Y/N's phone started ringing. She looked at the caller ID and saw that it was Fábio. Her heart started racing as she debated whether or not to answer.

The other drivers noticed her hesitation and couldn't resist teasing her. "Go on, answer it!" Charles said, grinning.

Y/N shook her head, feeling flustered. "I can't, I don't know what to say!" she exclaimed.

The other drivers laughed, finding her panic amusing. "Just answer it and see what he wants." Lando said, patting her on the back.

Y/N's hands were shaking as she tried to answer the call, but just as she was about to hit the accept button, the call suddenly dropped.

"NO!" she shouted, frantically trying to call Fabio back.

The other drivers watched in amusement as Y/N paced back and forth, muttering to herself in frustration. "Why does this always happen to me?" she said, shaking her head.

Daniel grinned, "Maybe he's just not that into you." he joked.

Y/N rolled her eyes, "Shut up, Daniel." she said, playfully punching his arm.

Y/N chuckled as she read his message, feeling her phone vibrate in her hand. She quickly typed out a response, trying not to seem too eager.

Fabio: Don't be sorry! I actually thought it was kind of cute. Is it true? 

Y/N: Well, maybe a little bit...I mean, I do think you're pretty amazing.

Fabio:  Well, I think you're pretty amazing too. In fact, I was planning on asking you out, but you beat me to it! I was so happy when you messaged me first.

Y/N: Really? I had no idea.

Fabio: Yeah, I was trying to work up the courage to ask you out, but then you beat me to the punch. I guess great minds think alike, right? 😉

Y/N: I guess so! I was actually really nervous when I asked you out too. It's funny how even race car drivers can get butterflies in their stomachs.

Fabio: Yeah, I know what you mean. But I'm really glad you did, because I've been wanting to spend more time with you. You're always so focused on your driving that I didn't think you had time for anything else.

Y/N: Well, I do have time for you. I think you're worth making time for.

Fabio: That means a lot to me, Y/N. I feel the same way about you.

Just as she hit send, she noticed the other drivers watching her with grins on their faces. She rolled her eyes and held up her middle finger, playfully flipping them off.

"Hey, that's not very nice." Lewis teased, holding up his hands in mock surrender.

Y/N just laughed and shook her head. "You guys are lucky that I love you." she said.

[starkwlkr]

she’s real! | fabio quartararo

i wanna fight whoever thought it was a good idea to put the valencia gp and the abu dhabi gp on the same day at same time

Fabio never imagined he would find a girlfriend if he was being honest, though he had been thinking about a certain woman. With his busy schedule, a relationship was the last thing on his mind. But that didn’t mean he didn’t have time to do things he enjoyed like attend an f1 race. Tom and him were invited by Mercedes to attend the Monaco Grand Prix.

Before the race started, the two friends were in the Mercedes garage checking out the two cars. Tom was excited to even be in the same garage that Lewis Hamilton was in. But the seven time world champion wasn’t around.

“Look, this one has a Spider-Man sticker.” Tom pointed to the small sticker stuck on the halo of the car.

“I like it. I might start putting stickers on my bike.” Fabio joked.

“It’ll look cute.” A female’s voice said from behind them. They turned around and saw the owner of the car. “Toto’s son, Jack, put it on there. He said it was to give me speed.”

“Cool.” Was all Fabio could say. Tom knew he had a small crush on the woman so it wasn’t a surprise to see Fabio so starstruck by her. “You have a cool car.”

“Thanks.” Y/n replied with a smile and walked away to speak with her engineer.

“That was so painful to witness.” Tom said as Fabio kept staring at her until she was no longer in sight.

“Did you hear her? She said my bike looks cute.” Fabio sighed. “I’m in love, Tom.”

“No, you’re just crazy.”

Crazy? That didn’t stop Fabio from asking Y/n out after the race. He was surprised she even said yes. They arranged a dinner on a day neither of them were busy, which was three weeks away. Both Fabio and Y/n were counting down the days until their date and when it finally arrived, they acted like lovesick teenagers. By the fourth date, Fabio had asked Y/n to be his girlfriend. She, of course, said yes.

Their busy schedules kept them apart, but they managed to keep their relationship working. Their relationship was a secret to everyone but their families. Yes, even Fabio’s best friend, Tom, didn’t know that Fabio had a girlfriend.

“So if I leave right after the race, I can make it.” Y/n spoke to Fabio over the phone. She was in her driver’s room braiding her hair for the race.

“Yeah, okay. My mom misses you already. I think she loves you more than me.” Fabio teased. He was currently in Malaysia while she was in Austin.

“I miss her too.” Y/n replied.

“What about me?”

“Eh.”

“Love you too.” Fabio chuckled. On Fabio’s end, Tom was just about to enter Fabio’s motorhome. Who was making El Diablo laugh? Did he have another best friend?

“Okay, good luck and I love you. Bye.” Fabio ended the call and stuck his phone inside his pocket. Tom entered the motorhome and saw Fabio casually sitting on the small sofa.

“Your mom called?” Tom asked.

“No.”

“Dad?”

“No.”

Tom nodded. “Is there a secret girlfriend or something?” He started chuckling, but it faded when he noticed that Fabio wasn’t denying it. “Are you serious?”

“I was going to tell you, but I wanted you to meet her first. Well, technically you’ve already met her.”

“Who is it?”

“Y/n L/n.” Fabio answered.

“No, really who is it?” Tom asked again.

“I’m telling you. Y/n L/n.”

“April fools already passed, mate, you can stop joking.”

“When she comes to the French gp, it’s going to be satisfying saying ‘I told you so’. Just watch.” Fabio said.

[shoot-the-oneshot]

NEW YEAR NEW PROMPTS!!! Request are open!!! Send em in

- [ ] 74 “Help me set this fucking thing on fire.”

- [ ] 75 “have you eaten today?” “Yeah” “okay have you eaten more than a fruit roll up”

- [ ] 76 “tell me again.”

- [ ] 77 “be my good girl.”

- [ ] 78 “who did it?”

- [ ] 79 “I don’t care where I am in the world I’m with you, I’m right there with you.”

- [ ] 80 “Tell me. Do you plan out all of the dumb stuff you do? Or does it just come naturally?"

- [ ] 81 "I plan but it never goes how I want."

- [ ] 82 “I might have done some bad things in my life but you are by far the best.

- [ ] 83 "I gave a dude your number, he wouldn't stop bothering me, give em' hell,"

- [ ] 84 "do you have my sad hoodie? I need my sad hoodie,"

- [ ] 85 "oh really?" / "yes, really." / "lying doesn't suit you, sweetheart”

- [ ] 86 “Weird way to propose, but ok."

- [ ] 87 Why do you insist on giving me pet names?

- [ ] 88 "you? beat me? what a joke,"

- [ ] 89 of course the flowers I got you were the best, you think you can do better?'

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Fabio Quartararo (Yamaha) - Monaco

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Prompt: going for a little motorcycle ride around Monaco with Fabio

Warnings: none

Y/n smiled as she walked down to the harbour in Monaco. Life just seemed better in Monaco. She didn't know if it was the food, the culture or the views, but life seemed pretty great. Especially when she had her boyfriend by her side for it all. She chuckled upon seeing her boyfriend Fabio leaning against a red Vespa, his sunglasses sitting on his face and his clothes neat. He lifted the two helmets as she walked towards him. "Prepare for the ride of your life." He called ouf. "You've already-"

"I am going to stop you right there." Y/n chuckled. "I don't think the people of Monaco want to hear about this. They may get jealous of you." He joked, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "But, are you ready?" She chuckled, lifting her chin so her boyfriend could secure her helmet. "Absolutely, baby. Lead the way!" Fabio started the Vespa and Y/n held on. "You okay." Y/n nodded. "Perfectly fine." Ans away the couple went.

As they zipped through the glamorous streets, Fabio pointed out landmarks. "Over there is the Casino." Fabio said, pointing at the beautifully structured building with countless cars outside. "Which one?" She asked. "Y/n, it is the Casino. When you say to your friends 'I'm at the Casino', this is the Casino they'll come to. That is everything you need to know about this."

Y/n marveled at the scenery. "Monaco is breathtaking. Thank you for being my personal tour guide." She smiled, kissing his shoulder. Fabio's hand reached back and gave her thigh a light squeeze. "Anything for you, mon amour. Now, let me show you a secret spot."

They arrived at a secluded viewpoint overlooking the city. Fabio led her out to the very age of the cliff, his fingers intertwining with hers and lifting them Titianic style. "Wow, this is beautiful." Y/n whispered to herself. Fabio grinned, , dropping her hands and nnaking his arms around her waist. "Not many know about this place. It's our little hideaway now." They shared a quiet moment, taking in the view. "It's so quiet." Y/n said, squeezing his hand. He rested his head on her shoulder as they looked out onto the beautiful view. "That's why I thought you'd like it here." She turned, a soft smile on her face. "You know me so well." He gently kissed her lips, pulling her closer than close. It was pure perfection, he did know her. He knew her better than she knew herself.

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“I’ve missed having you”

Fabio Quatararo x Fem!Reader

Summary: Reader and Fabio are walking on eggshells around each other, reader finally speaks to him which ignites something in them both.

Warning: UNDER 18’s DON’T INTERACT!!, smuttish scenes? Somewhat…- swearing, maybe some tears? fluff!! Google translate- my bad writing…

Key: Y/N (Your name) Y/L/N (Your last name)

Word count: 1,227

A/N: this is my first time with “smut” not exactly smut but you know- I wouldn’t say this is smut- but there is still some ‘scenes’ , erm yeah kinda want me some Quatararo.

When did our relationship get so tense? I would say around the last few weeks of the championship, he was trying to get his points back- and hopefully make the last race his championship secured…

Yet during this time- his been so concentrated on winning I feel like his been loosing me… and it’s horrible to say but it’s true, I follow him around like a lost puppy most days- a silent supporter in the waves of people.

I missed him, even when he was just at arms reach, we barely spoke. Half the time I got a quick kiss on the cheek purely for cameras sake… he barely went near me behind close doors- unless he was asleep and I am then able to tuck myself under his arm- but when I wake his back is always facing me.

Most nights I would sleep before he even came to bed, and them nights I would cry myself to sleep- because I only wondered was there something I’m doing wrong… or was there someone else? Was I maybe not good enough anymore? And his now realising he can do way better… this feeling sucked.

Was he trying to push me away, so that when he does leave me it wouldn’t hurt so much? Because right now this shit pains me. I rather he just rip the band aid off on the first place honestly.

I let Fabio have his space- this weekend finally being the last race of the season, he had stopped using his socials to concentrate on this last race… and stopped speaking to me in general really.

Truthfully, I wanted to pack up and go home… but no I couldn’t bring myself to do it. Tom asked a few times what’s going on- but I had no answer to give I was silently praying he would have something for me, but neither of us knew.

Our relationship was well and truly dead I would say… this weird feeling like maybe he doesn’t love me anymore? It’s easier for some more than lovers to fall out of love- I don’t think I’ll ever stop loving him.

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He tried his best, he really did. You could see the defeat on his face, and when he entered the garage, got his helmet off he broke down… and I just stood there watching, my heart went out to him.

My heart said to grab ahold of him… my mind said- if he needs you he will reach out. And so I listened to my mind… I waited for him to reach out.

My eyes were brimming with tears also, he deserved to win so much… but if it wasn’t meant to be, then it wasn’t meant to be… a bit like us really- I kind of came to terms with that.

Leaning over I switched the TV off nearby, I like and respect the other riders, but right now- seeing someone getting the cheers Fabio wanted so bad- hurt me also. I thought it would save us all the world of good and not watch.

Outside the garage we could hear the cheers still, but that was better than seeing it. Looking back down at Fabio, my heart fluttered slightly, as he was already looking up at me. Eyes red, lips somewhat swollen and cheeks flushed. Even now he look so effortlessly handsome.

My breath hitched when his hands found my waist, pulling me in and resting his head against my stomach… and as a natural instinct my fingers ran through his hair. This was the most affection I had gotten out of him in over a month, and boy did it feel nice. I was bathing in it- this gave me that little bit of hope that our relationship wasn’t falling apart at our feet.

“Pecco is coming back in- you should go and congratulate him-” I felt him sigh against me through my shirt, before he stood up, our chest just touching. Sympathetic as always, I brung my hands to his cheeks wiping away the stray tears before moving aside. And for the first time in a while he offered a small smile before heading out the team garage.

“Maybe he will talk now-” rubbing my shoulder Tom got up also. “You both need some time to reconnect.” Smiling he then nudged my shoulder leaving me be.

—

The night was young so they say, but for me and Fabio we were well and truly fucked- well I still had some energy left- Fabio however he was beyond exhausted. And for the first time in a few weeks we actually went to bed at the same time…

We both laid in silence- frightened to talk to one another. Swallowing the little bit of nerves I had, clearing my throat I found the courage to speak up.

“How you feeling?”

“I don’t even know how to answer that question.” Whispering back, his hand slid across the bed taking ahold of mine. And then I knew- my emotions were not going to hold in for long-

“I’ve missed having you…” letting out a shaky breath afterwards, my heart felt heavy.

“bébé… you’ve always got me…” (baby) his body then moved closer on the bed, he was at hands reach- I felt his body warmth slowly start surrounding me.

“It felt like I lost you-”

“Never, you’re stuck with me unfortunately.” I could hear the smile in his voice- even though I couldn’t see him in this dark room.

“I thought maybe you had lost interest in me…” it was now my turn to move closer- this time our chests finally touching.

“Oh, ma jolie fille.” (My pretty girl) and finally his lips pressed against mine- it was something I didn’t realise I needed so badly. Like his kiss sealed the fact that I was being delusional- I had not a worry when it came to our relationship.

So my only question would be.

“Are you sure you’re okay?…” whispering against his lips, I pulled back slightly…

“I will be.” And then he leaned back in connecting us once again. This kiss now saying everything we both needed to each other this past month.

Like a switch something was ignited in us both, his innocent kissed turned more hungry, making their way down my neck, biting down on the spot he knows so well. And without any control a low moan escapes my lips- causing me to bite down on my bottom lip suppressing anything else that dared to be voiced.

“That’s the first time I’ve heard you moan in over a month-” his breathing become ragged- as if that alone was enough for him.

“You sound like a song.” He shuffled his body now hovering over the top of me, settling himself between my legs. My body ached for him- his hands gripped my thighs, and pulled me down the bed and against him, then toying with my/his top, sliding it up and exposing my stomach.

“A song I want on repeat.”

And as he moved down, my shorts followed along with him… humming to his words, my hands found his hair, running through before gripping ahold- catching his attention.

“Show me why they call you El Diablo.” I squirmed under his touch, my body getting hotter by the second.

“How about you moan it ma belle.” (My pretty)

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comforting reassurance - Fabio Quartararo

Y/N x Fabio Quartararo Theme: smutish, teasing, touching, (little angsty) Fabio invited you out on a ride and even though you're nervous, you're ready to go on this adventure. word count: 1900+ taglist: @game-set-canet open for requests :)

Standing in Fabio's garage, you can feel the anticipation bubbling within you. The sleek lines of his Yamaha YZR-M1 gleam under the overhead lights, a marvel of engineering and power. The thought of your upcoming ride sends a thrill through you, though your nerves jitter just beneath the surface.

Your hands trace the contour of the bike's fuel tank, imagining the rush of the wind and the roar of the engine beneath you.

Suddenly, you feel a familiar warmth as Fabio hugs you from behind, his strong arms encircling your waist. You melt into him, savoring the comfort of his embrace. The scent of his cologne, a mix of citrus and wood, wraps around you like a second hug, soothing your nerves.

"Hey," he murmurs, his breath tickling your ear. "Are you ready for our adventure?"

You lean back against him, tilting your head to catch his eye. "I'm a bit nervous," you admit, your voice barely above a whisper. "I've never done anything like this before."

Fabio tightens his hold on you, his lips brushing against your temple in a gentle kiss. 

"You'll be fine," he reassures you, his voice steady and calming. "I promise you'll enjoy it. Trust me."

There is something so reassuring about the confidence in his voice, the way he always seems to know exactly what to say to make you feel better. 

He releases you briefly, and you turn to face him, catching the glint of excitement in his light brown eyes. 

Right away, you find yourself captivated. 

He is dressed in a black leather suit that mirrors his racing gear, yet it is more casual, almost effortlessly stylish. The way the leather hugs his body, accentuating his athletic frame, makes your heart skip a beat. The suit highlights his broad shoulders, toned arms, and narrow waist; each movement he makes exudes confidence and allure. It's clear he knows the effect it has; his playful smirk revealing his awareness.

With a boyish grin, he reaches for a hanger on the wall and pulls down one of his black leather jackets. It is beautifully crafted; the leather soft and supple yet sturdy.

"Here," he says, holding it out to me. "I want you to have this."

Your eyes widen in surprise. "Fabio, I can't take this. It's one of your racing jackets."

Fabio shrugs, his grin widening. 

"Consider it a gift. Besides, it looks better on you."

Blushing, you take the jacket and slip it on. It fits perfectly, hugging your frame like it was made for you. The weight of it is comforting, and you can't help but smile as you zip it up. 

Fabio steps back, admiring the sight with a satisfied nod.

As he moves around the garage, checking the bike and gathering the rest of your gear, you find yourself captivated by the way he carries himself again. There is a confidence in his stride, a quiet assurance that comes from years of knowing his skills on track. Even in this more relaxed attire, Fabio exudes a magnetic charm that draws your gaze.

"You look incredible," you blurt out, unable to contain your admiration.

He turns toward you with a playful grin, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "Do I know?"

You nod emphatically, feeling a blush creep up your cheeks. "Seriously, Fabio. You look amazing in that."

He chucled softly, a sound that sends a shiver down your spine. "Thank you," he replies sincerely, his voice low and velvety. "I'm glad you like it."

Like it? 

You are practically mesmerized by it. The way the leather jacket molds to his torso, the way his movements seem effortlessly graceful yet purposeful—it is a side of Fabio you haven't seen up close before, and it is simply captivating.

As he finishes up with the bike, Fabio turns to face you fully, his gaze warm and inviting. "Ready to hit the road?"

You nod eagerly, the anticipation building within you. "Absolutely."

You spend the next few minutes adjusting the helmet until it fits snugly. Fabio checks everything meticulously; his attention to detail makes you feel even more secure.

Finally, he climbs onto the bike and gestures for you to join him. Your heart pounds as you swing your leg over and settle behind him, wrapping your arms around his waist.

The engine roars to life beneath you, and you feel a jolt of excitement mingling with your nerves.

"Ready?" Fabio calls over his shoulder.

You take a deep breath and nod, even though he can't see you. "Ready!"

With that, you are off. 

The bike surges forward, and you tighten your grip around Fabio. The world blurs around you as you speed down the winding roads, the scenery a kaleidoscope of colors and shapes. The wind whips past you, cool and invigorating, and you find yourself laughing out loud at the sheer exhilaration of it all.

Fabio's expert handling of the bike is evident in every smooth turn and acceleration. He guides you effortlessly through the landscape, the powerful engine purring beneath you. Gradually, your nerves give way to pure joy. There is something magical about the freedom of the open road; the connection between you is amplified by the shared experience.

As you ride, your hands instinctively wander over Fabio's chest, feeling the firmness of his muscles beneath the leather suit. You can hear him muttering something—a chuckle, even—and you know he enjoys the sensation as much as you do.

Encouraged, your hands move lower to his waist, feeling the flex and movement of his body as he expertly maneuvers the bike. The vibrations of the engine resonate through his chest, adding to the thrill. 

Fabio then drives playfully, leaning into the curves with a confidence that makes the ride even more exhilarating. Subconsciously, your hands continue to explore, tracing the contours of his body, and you sense his enjoyment in the way his chest rumbles with laughter.

He speeds up again, and you hold on tighter, your hands clutching at his waist as the scenery whizzes past you. The rush of the wind and the feeling of being so close to Fabio combine to create an unforgettable experience. Each twist and turn brings a new surge of adrenaline, and you revel in the sensation of being utterly alive.

After a while, Fabio slows down and pulls off onto a scenic overlook. He kills the engine, and you both remove your helmets—the sudden silence almost startling. The view is breathtaking—a vast expanse of rolling hills and lush valleys stretching out beneath a clear blue sky.

Fabio turns to you, his eyes sparkling with happiness. "Did you enjoy yourself?" He asks, his tone casual but with an undercurrent of genuine curiosity.

You smile, feeling warmth spread through you. "Yes, I did. It was incredible."

He grins, his gaze unwavering. "I am glad to hear that."

After a brief pause, he continues, his voice laced with amusement. "Did you realize where your hands were during the ride?"

The question catches you off guard, and you feel a blush creep up your cheeks. Your mind flashes back to the ride, your hands instinctively stroking his chest, moving lower to his waist. You were so caught up in the thrill of the moment that you didn't fully realize how intimate my touch had been.

"I, um, I guess I got carried away," you stammer, looking down in embarrassment.

Fabio chickles softly, reaching out to tilt your chin up so you are looking into his eyes. "Don't be embarrassed," he says gently. "I enjoyed it. I loved feeling your touch and knowing you were having a good time."

His words send a rush of warmth through you, and you can't help but smile. "Well, I did have a good time. A great time, actually."

"Good," he murmurs, his thumb brushing lightly over your cheek. "Because I wanted today to be special for us."

"It definitely is," you assure him, your voice filled with sincerity. "Being here with you, experiencing this- it means more than I can say."

Fabio leans in closer, his lips brushing against yours in a soft, lingering kiss. It is gentle yet filled with unspoken promises, a testament to the connection you share.

When he pulls back, you can see the sincerity in his eyes, the depth of his feelings reflect in every line of his face.

"I'm glad you're here," he whispers, his breath warm against your cheek.

Wrapping your arms around him, you bury your face in the crook of his neck, inhaling the comforting scent of leather and cologne. In that moment, surrounded by the beauty of nature and the warmth of Fabio's embrace, you know that this day will be etched in your memory forever.

Eventually, you get back on the bike and make your way back home. During the ride, you hold on tight once more, but this time your touch is deliberate. Your hands wander over his chest, savoring the feel of the firm muscles beneath the soft leather of his jacket. The connection between you is electric, each stroke sending a thrill through both of you.

Fabio's reaction is immediate and palpable. The way he moves in his seat, the subtle shifts of his body tell you he is enjoying himself immensely. You can sense the pleasure radiating from him—a mutual enjoyment that heightens the thrill of the ride.

With each mile, the bond between you grows stronger. The rhythmic vibrations of the engine, the rush of the wind, and the intimate contact all combine to create a heady sense of pure hedonism.

Fabio is humming, his entire being resonating with the joy of the ride and the closeness of your bodies.

The riad unfurls before you like a ribbon, the fading light casting ling shadows that dance along the pavement. Every curve and straightaway is a new adventure, and you can feel Fabio's excitement echoing yours.

He leans into the turns with an expert grace, the bike responding to his every command as if it were an extension of himself.

Your hands continue to explore, moving lower to his waist, feeling the powerful muscles flex with each movement.

Fabio's quiet chuckles and murmurs of pleasure reach your ears, and you know he is relishing the sensations as much as you are. The intimacy of the moment, the shared experience, is intoxicating.

As you near his home, the scenery becomes more familiar, but the excitement doesn't diminish. If anything, it grows more intense, the anticipation of what is to come mingling with the lingering thrill of the ride. 

When Fabio finally pulls into his garage and cuts the engine, the sudden silence is almost eerie.

You dismount, and you remove your helmet, shaking out your hair. Fabio turns to you, his eyes glowing with a mixture of exhilaration and something deeper. He steps closer, his hands finding yours, pulling you into a close embrace.

"How was that?" he asks, his voice low and velvety.

"Amazing," you reply, breathless from the ride and the intensity of your connection. "I loved every moment."

He smiles, his hands moving to cup your face gently. "You make everything better," he murmurs, leaning in to press a tender kiss to your lips.

You melt into the kiss, your arms wrapping around his neck. The warmth of his body, the scent of leather and cologne, the lingering excitement from the ride- all combine to create a perfect moment.

[safetycar-restart]

KINKTOBER DAY 9: 24/7 DYNAMIC [FABIO QUARTARARO X READER]

NOTE: This is an NSFW fic with sub!Fabio and dom!reader. If you're under 18 or uninterested in this, then scroll past. Alternatively, if you like what you read here, check out the rest of my blog :))

This fic is part of a kinktober series where I discuss a different motorsport person with a different kinky thought, and that thought will be discussed more through answering asks on my blog. So if you read this and have some thoughts of your own, feel free to stop by!

Fabio absolutely thrives when he can do 24/7 dynamics with you, when he can just exist with you in a subby headspace for days at a time, focusing only on being a good boy and listening to you. He thrives on praise and love and when you give that to him, he's as happy as can be.

This is by far his favourite way to spend time between races, because it allows him to train and prep for races without getting stuck in his own head? Before you, Fabio had a bad habit of overtraining and getting lost in the pressure and trying to better his riding to the point of exhaustion during races. He just... he wanted to be good enough.

But now his training is worked into 24/7 days with you. His trainer and riding coach give him his clear schedule and diet for the period, and fabio hands it right over to you. He doesn't make his own schedule or decide when he rests or decide when he trains or what he eats. That's for you to decide. His only job is to be a good boy.

His trainer is a little confused when suddenly he's told he has to speak to you about when fabio will be training instead of with fabio himself, but then he meets fabio for the first one of those sessions and he's so so much happier? He's so settled and pleased and does so well and from there none of his trainers question you at all because it's clear that whatever you're doing is making fabio very happy.

He gets all giddy and excited for days leading up to when he knows he'll have some 24/7 days with you, because he's so excited!! The poor thing has had such a stressful season, trying so so hard to be good and failing time and time again because the Yamaha is just not good enough to allow him to succeed.

Which is why having longer 24/7 dynamic periods are so important this year in particular, because he desperately needs some section of his life where he's still good? He needs to do well, needs feel good in something.

And there is nothing that makes him feel better than when you kiss him softly and call him a good boy.

The moment he gets home, he's dropping his bags onto the floor and throwing himself in your arms. You have to catch him or else you'll both go toppling down onto the floor. And so you immediately have a very happy fabio in your arms, giggling and clinging to you and pressing kisses to your neck because he's so excited!! A whole week of no thoughts!! He's so ready!!!

You gently part from him, welcoming him home and giving him a nice kiss before instructing him to unpack all his bags. You sit on the bed and watch him while he does this, because you know he loves having your eyes on him. He's so happy, smiling to himself as he unpacks even though he usually hates unpacking because you told him to! He's listening to you! He's being a good boy!!

Once that's all done, you praise him for being so good and take him to the bathroom to shower together. Needless to say, he starts to get hard cause he's showering with his dom!! You wait until after the shower to give him some relief, giving him a soft hand job while he sits between your legs and whines directly into your ear.

The rest of the week follows the same pattern, with fabio just listening to whatever you tell him to do. He gets fucked so hard he can't remember his own name every night, and then wakes up to breakfast and goes throughout his day just following you.

By the end of the week he's like a whole new person, so much more certain of his own abilities and feeling so much better about himself because he's a good boy! He's your good boy.

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Is it casual now? (Fabio Quartararo fic)

Word count: 2.3k Fandom / characters / setting: motogp , Fabio Quartararo , Y/N Request: yes (private request. Theme: “Is it casual now” & a car smut scene) Pairing: Fabio Quartararo x Y/N Rating: Mature Genre / trope: smut, one shot Description: Fabio and Y/N define their relationship after having a steamy episode in the car.

We were on a drive back to Barcelona from Montmelo. Was I supposed to stop here? No. I barely knew where we even were, I knew what Google Maps was telling me on the phone and when I pulled over, I decided that this decision will just have to be one of the “say a prayer and hope for the best” ones. And I was most definitely not a “say a prayer and hope for the best” girl. I was a planning girl. A girl who didn’t do wild things. A girl who had schedules and timelines and checklists. But ever since first meeting Fabio, I had been dipping my toe into this other end of the spectrum. And that’s how I found myself here - turning the key and switching off the headlights of the car on a side road in a forest in pitch-black while my boyfriend…well, not boyfriend…situationship…lover ...we never defined it…had his hand in my panties. Me from a year ago would not recognise me now.

Fabio was charged after the test session today and also a bit tired, which is why I was behind the wheel of the rented BMW. In hindsight, maybe the wrong choice—because he got handsy as soon as we sat in the car. At first, I told myself—and him—to calm down. His hand on my thigh as I left the parking lot seemed innocent enough. Flirty, but nothing too much. But by the time we reached the first roundabout, his hand started drifting into X-rated territory. We were passing through the streets of Montmelo, with Google telling me to take a right turn in 200 meters, when his hand slipped beneath my skirt. He didn’t say a thing, just smirked as his fingers hooked into my panties, making me twitch.

“Fabio, god, please. I need to focus if we don’t want to cause an accident. We’ll be in the hotel soon, and then we can have fun,” I said playfully. His excitement and charged energy in the passenger seat was infectious.

“I know,” he replied, smiling, “but I want to do this now.” He emphasized his words by pulling on my panties hard.

“Fabio! I swear, if you continue this, I’ll run us off the road…and then we’ll never get back to the hotel.”

He laughed at my obvious mix of exasperation and playfulness. “Well then, I guess you focus on the road and let me focus on you.”

“I don’t think that’s how it goes—it’s hard to focus on anything when your hands are all over me.”

“Oh really? So you can only think of me now, huh?” His grin widened as his fingers moved more beneath my skirt. “How about now?”

I gasped as he found the sensitive spot he knew all too well. “Fabio,” I managed to breathe out, “someone could see us.”

We stopped at a red light, and I turned to him. His face was a mix of excitement and desire, and he was sporting a huge grin. He knew exactly what he was doing to me and he was far from done.

“How about you find us a side road?” he suggested with a smirk.

“I barely know where we are. I’m not sure how to…” I started, laughing at the absurdity of the situation. I’d never seen this side of him before—so playful, so touchy. This was new, but it was doing something to me. We hadn’t been seeing each other for long, and it had always been casual, fun, and hot. But tonight, he was hotter for me than ever, and it was intoxicating. 

“And what if someone sees us? …Sees you? It’s not like we’re somewhere where no one’s heard of racing,” I countered, my cautious mind in overdrive.

“They won't. Just drive towards the forest there—we’ll find something. And remember—focus on driving,” he finished with a smirk, his fingers continuing their teasing as the light turned green.

Thank god no one was behind us. I stepped on the gas, making the fun decision for once. I turned towards the forest, finding a random road that seemed to lead deeper into the darkness. Fabio didn’t stop, whispering provocative things in my ear as his fingers explored. I hit the brakes harder than necessary, barely turning off the car before he slipped a finger inside me.

“Fabio, oh god…”

“See? It wasn’t that hard,” he grinned.

“What are you doing to me? Are we really about to do this?”

“Oh, we’re definitely about to do something,” he teased back.

“Fuck it,” I laughed. “I brought us here, so might as well. But I swear, Fabio, if someone sees us, after I die from embarrassment, I’m coming back to haunt you.”

“They won’t,” he said slowly, “and besides…you’ll be quick.”

“Me, huh?” My voice was barely a breath as his fingers continued moving between my legs.

“Oh yes,” he replied, his tone low and deliberate, “you.”

He shifted, unclipping my seatbelt. His own was already off as he motioned for me to come over to his lap in the passenger seat. He had already pushed his seat back and he grabbed my waist, helping me straddle him and move over the center console.

I looked directly into his eyes and burst out laughing. “Fabio…I’ve never done this. I have no clue…and we don’t have condoms.” The rational part of my brain was in overdrive and I couldn't escape the comedy of the situation: my rational half battling it out with me being so attracted to the man below me currently that I was throwing caution to the wind.

“Always the worrier,” he chuckled, “we won’t need them. Not yet. Don’t worry—have some fun. You’re tense, and I want to see you let go.” He smiled at me before kissing me.

I loved kissing him. He always started sweet, slow, his mouth firm and then adding intensity. His hands were low on my back, roaming upwards to my bra and below it. I could feel him in his joggers getting hard underneath me and I started slowly grinding on him while my hands were tangled in his hair.

He pulled out a hand from my shirt and grabbed my ponytail and pulled lightly so my head was tilted back breaking our kiss.

“Not so fast, miss. I want to focus on you now.”

He kissed down my neck, his lips hot and wet against my skin. “I want to see you cum,” he whispered into my ear before kissing me again. “I want to watch you let go.” His words sent a shiver down my spine, his fingers working their magic. It was the hottest thing I had ever heard a man say to me. He knew how to push my buttons and he knew how to push them right.

I started moving on him again, desperate for more, when he bunched up my skirt to my waist. Just touching him wasn’t enough. Feeling him hard against me through his joggers did something to me.

“Oh no…what did I tell you?” He playfully bit my collarbone. “Don’t tease me. I want to see you first.”

“Fabio, please…stop teasing with words and show me some actions,” I teased back. All thoughts of where we were—some random road in a dark forest—had faded into the background. All I could focus on was him beneath me.

“You want actions? Oh, I’ll give you actions,” he joked, his hand slipping into my panties for the second time tonight. He didn’t waste time, his fingers finding that sensitive bundle of nerves, and I gasped, my breath catching.

His kisses grew more intense, as he matched the rhythm of his fingers with my movements. I could barely get out his name between breaths, lost in the sensations he was creating. His finger slipped inside me, and I gasped hard.

“Fabio…oh…don’t stop.”

“Wasn’t gonna. Don’t worry. Now, I want you to let go. Come on…let go,” he urged. He kept up the rhythm, his fingers driving me to the edge. My hands roamed his torso, desperate to feel more of him.

It was too much. I leaned back, my hands gripping his knees for support, and looked at him. He was perfect—his smile, the twinkle in his eyes, promising so much. He knew exactly what he was doing to me, and he wasn’t stopping. His hands picked up speed, pushing me over the edge.

“Fabio…don’t stop. I’m so close, please…don’t stop,” I begged, my voice a whisper.

“Yes…come for me,” he murmured, his words a final push. “I want to see you come. I’ve been thinking about it all day, every time I saw you so tense, so focused on work. I just wanted to see you like this…to see you lose control.”

Fabio continued talking, but I could barely comprehend everything. His fingers, his hand, my movements alongside them, the feeling was getting too much and I was about to come. “Fabio I’m - “, and in that moment he suddenly sped up his fingers a bit more and it threw me off the edge without being able to finish my sentence.

The sensation crashed over me. I kissed him hard, barely breathing, lost in the moment.

“Oh, Fabio…that was…” I had no words.

“I know,” he smiled against my lips, kissing me again. He slowly removed his hand and hugged me close. I breathed in his scent. A crisp shower gel which I didn’t recognise and…just him. I was still slightly trembling, trying to catch my breath, and leaning my whole body on him, while his hands continued to run over my back in slow circles.

“That was…,” I moved to look him in his eyes.

“I know I know,” he smiled against my lips again.

“You’re stunning. That was so hot…all I could think about the entire day was seeing you like this, falling apart on me…because of me.”

I started to move, feeling him rock hard beneath me. “Fabio…how about we switch—now it’s your turn. I should only be fair and pay this back,” I joked, my hands wandering down his perfect abs. I wanted to taste him, to see him come undone because of me.

“Oh no, not now. I can wait. I wanted to see you like this…but me? You can pay it back in the hotel.” His smirk told me he was definitely up for a fun night, despite the long day. “And besides, you said it—we don’t have a condom, and I’m not sure I could contain myself after this,” he added quietly, his voice a bit rough. He looked into my eyes, and I saw a mix of pleasure, want and that typical Fabio twinkle I got so used to recently..

“So come on,” he lightly slapped my ass, “get to it, chauffeur. We still have a 20-minute drive out of this forest.”

“Funny. You know chauffeurs don’t really give you these benefits with their jobs, so I’d change that if you want a happy ending tonight.”

“Nah.” He laughed, helping me back into the driver’s seat. “Let’s get us untangled, my chauffeur with benefits.”

He adjusted himself in the passenger seat, clearly trying to get comfortable despite the obvious strain in his joggers. I tried to smooth out my skirt and buckle myself in.

“Hands above the belt for the ride back now—got it?” I warned him with mock seriousness.

“I would never do anything else. I’m all about safety. I’m a good boy,” he replied, holding his hands up innocently.

“You don’t fool me, Diablo,” I shot back, turning the car on. The windows were fogged up so I rolled them down quickly and blasted the AC to clear them up. We started slowly back down the road and back to Barcelona again.

“Oh, and one more thing…” I said, a mischievous smile playing on my lips. “I never said anything about my hands.”

I reached over and placed my hand on his crotch, I could feel him tense a bit under my hand and his abs shook as he let out a laugh..

“You’re gonna be the death of me. Remind me to never let you go.”

“Really? Never letting me go?” I teased, squeezing him lightly.

“I would be an idiot to do anything to fuck this up.”

“Oh…so we’re a ‘this’ now?” I teased again. “I thought we were just casual.” We initially started this all off very casual and we were having too much fun to put a label on it. I wanted to stay private, and our schedules were messy so we agreed on meet-ups on the down low when we had time, with no big expectations. I was fine with that. I enjoyed my time with him but also enjoyed not stressing it. We would slide into each other's DMs on Instagram when we were traveling and we’d meet up. Sometimes a date. Sometimes a hookup up. Usually both. Keeping it casual was keeping the pressure off from both of us. Like today. I was for the week in Barcelona on a short work abroad vacation to catch a bit of sun when he messaged me that he had a test going on close by and asked if I was down to meet up. So I drove up there, did some work from the motorhome and watched the test session with the unsaid agreement that we would definitely be spending the night together. I had an overnight bag in the trunk of my car ready in case it would be his hotel and not mine.

“Oh, we’re still casual, huh?” he said, smiling, but leaving the sentence hanging in the air.

“I just had you come on me in the passenger seat of a rented car in a Spanish forest, and you’re saying we’re casual?” he chuckled. “Damn, woman, you’re a tough one.”

“I mean…when you put it that way,” I conceded, laughing. He had a point. This was far from casual. I had always been a monogamous girl, not one to sleep with someone I didn’t care about or wasn't serious about. The casual was there to not stress about separation, living arrangements, meeting the family etc. Our physical aspect was way more than casual to me. I made an exception because of circumstances rather than not wanting to be more serious. but as I sat there, hand in his lap, the lines definitely felt more blurred now.

“Oh, we’re so not casual anymore,” he said lightly after another moment of my silence.

“I am deleting that from being associated with us. No ‘casual’ anymore. Only firm. Serious,” he continued, playful but there was an undercurrent of sincerity.

“I can definitely feel that,” I joked, giving him another squeeze. His breath hitched, and I could see him trying to adjust himself again.

“Yep—sooooo not casual.” He paused. “I might have to ask our hotel if they have a chapel when we get there if you keep this up,” he joked, making me burst into laughter.

This is getting serious, I thought to myself as I was driving, a warm feeling spreading through my chest. I was falling for this man on the passenger seat. And this casual thing was not something we should be discussing now but I would be lying if I said I didn’t feel warm and giddy from him initiating this line of conversation. I was so down bad. And it was so not casual for me anymore either.

I was falling for him, and this casual thing we’d agreed on was becoming something more—whether we admitted it or not.

“Yep. So not casual anymore, Fabio,” I finally said, breaking the silence.

“I love the sound of that,” he replied, taking the hand I had on him, intertwining our fingers, and kissing the back of my hand. My hand stayed in his for the rest of the ride.

He was right. So not casual anymore.

[lucy90712]

Valentine’s day headcannon

Fabio Quartararo

- Valentine's Day is usually a busy day for the both of you has he has training and you have work so generally you don't get to spend too much time together

- despite that Fabio still likes to do things to make you smile so when he wakes up he makes heart shaped pancakes for you which took him quite a while as you don't have any heart shaped cookie cutters that he could use

- all the effort is worth it to him as soon as you send him a text thanking him along with a picture of you smiling with the pancakes because he just wanted to make you smile

- during the day he stops his training so that he can text you during your lunch break as otherwise you wouldn't hear from each other until the evening and he can't wait that long on any normal day but especially on Valentine's Day as if he could he'd spend all day with you

- he gets home first and has to wait until you eventually get home but the second you do he is at the door giving you kisses all over your face and refusing to let go even for a few seconds to let you take your coat off

- eventually he does let go and he tells you to get changed as he made dinner reservations at your favourite restaurant so you drag him upstairs with you to help choose your outfit as he really likes to do it

- once you are dressed he stands in the bathroom with you with his hands around your waist as you do your hair and makeup and he even helps by curling the back of your hair that is harder for you to see

- when you get there the restaurant is very busy like expected but once you are sat down together it is like no one else is in the room as all you are focused on is each other and enjoying the moment

- the dinner was lovely and you both enjoyed getting to go on a date as those aren't always a regular occurrence but when you got home and collapsed on the sofa together that was when the celebrations truly began as you can relax together

- for the rest of the evening you just lay together talking about anything and everything which is one of your favourite past times as when given the chance Fabio can come out with the most random things and the best stories which is always fun

- only when it's really late do you guys go to bed and fall asleep cuddling like always

Marc Marquez

- Marc doesn't like the traditions that come with Valentine's Day because he thinks that it doesn't hold as much meaning if you just go along with the traditions so the two of you have your own traditions which he much prefers

- something he really loves about you is that you aren't bothered about going out for Valentine's Day and in fact would much rather stay in and spend quality time with him which is exactly what he likes to do as he always thinks it's just so busy that you don't enjoy yourself

- one of the things he likes to do is get your favourite things instead of getting roses and chocolates he will get you your favourite flowers or a little plant for the house and your favourite snacks just purely for you so you don't have to share with him

- after you get home from work he will have everything set out in the kitchen for you along with a little note which as you read he will come up behind you and wrap his arms around your waist

- as much as Valentine's Day is about the two of you as a couple Marc likes to make the day about you because he says that you make enough sacrifices for him with racing and everything that he wants to use the day to treat you

- instead of going out for dinner he will make sure he has all the ingredients to make your favourite meal which over time he has perfected with some help from your mum as she gave him her recipe which is the one you love

- while he cooks you sit with him in the kitchen because even if he doesn't let you help you like to be there to talk with him and when he has things in the oven you can dance in the kitchen together the the music Marc put on

- neither of you can dance very well but that made it more fun as you both swayed it the music and tried to avoid stepping on each other's feet or falling over which went well until the timer for dinner went off making you both jump and step on each other's feet

- dinner was lovely but Marc then surprises you again with desert which he made when he got back form training which was incredibly delicious so you had to make him promise to make it again some time or give you the recipe

- after washing up the dishes the both of you lay down on on the sofa to watch movies together which is where you both fall asleep as you were too tired to go up to bed

Alex Marquez

- quite often you don't celebrate Valentine's Day on the 14th as either the both of you are busy or one of you is so usually you just choose a day around that time when you are both free to celebrate properly

- for this reason you often keep things quite relaxed as the both of you are quite chill in general so Valentine's Day celebrations are just whatever you want them to be whether thats laying on the sofa and having a lazy day or actually going out somewhere together

- on actual Valentine's Day you still do something to at least acknowledge the traditions even if you aren’t celebrating that day

- Alex will leave later for training in the morning so that you two can spend some of the morning together and he can make breakfast for you before you have to leave for work

- during the day it's like any other day but when you both get home you are a little more clingy with each other and give each other extra affection as that's all you really need to know that you both truly love each other

- instead of getting on with more work during the evening you put your laptop away and just spend the whole night with Alex which makes a change as usually at one of you gets caught up in work for most of the night so you make a promise to not think about work all evening

- for dinner you don't do anything special but you do make it together which allowed you to spend more quality time together which is what you always try to make Valentine's Day about and luckily this time you avoided any disagreements over stupid things which can happen quite often when you are in a certain mood

- after eating you move to the sofa where you put a movie on which inevitably neither of you will pay attention to but that's all part of the fun of half celebrating Valentine's Day

- while sat down you do exchange gifts as that's something you like to do on the 14th but unlike some couples you never really get each other expensive things you alway set a budget and usually buy gag gifts for each other as that's just the way you are together plus it always makes you both laugh

- for the rest of the night you usually play games together before going to bed like normal but the only difference is that Alex usually holds you just a little bit closer as you begin to fall asleep

Pecco Bagnaia

- he always takes the day off training and you take the day off work so that you can spend the whole day together just the two of you as it's not often that you get to be together all day so Valentine's Day is the day you always try to make that happen

- the two of you sleep in and then stay in bed for a bit longer cuddling which always involves him playing with your hair as he loves to run his hands through it and do different hairstyles on you  

- eventually he gets up but he doesn't let you get up because after a few minutes he comes back with breakfast for you to eat in bed but not just a normal breakfast he brings in some pastries which you can tell he must have ordered from a local bakery

- when you finally get up you just move to laying on the sofa together instead which is when Pecco put the tv on and turned on some cheesy romance movies which he usually hates but on Valentine's Day he will watch them with you

- you two have a very lazy day just laying on the sofa but that was exactly what you both wanted the plan was to relax and spend the day together before the season gets underway and you get very busy yet again

- for dinner neither of you really want to cook so you order a takeaway which is a very rare occurrence as during the season Pecco tries to eat healthy and then he usually does the same over off season to stay in shape

- the two of you eat more than you probably should which is why you decided to go out for a walk to burn some calories and to get out the house which you try to do every day if you can

- when you go out it is really nice out and the sun is just starting to set so the two of you decide to walk to a local park to properly watch the sunset together and use the opportunity to take some nice pictures together

- you spend quite a while sat in the park watching the sun set and then looking at the stars as they were just mesmerising to look at as there was so many visible in the sky but eventually it gets cold and you both walk back home

- once back home you end up back in bed ending the day like it started by cuddling

Jorge Martin

- Jorge likes to make Valentine's Day all about you so he always asks what you want to do before planning anything as he wants to make sure you enjoy the day and don't just pretend to have fun for him

- the two of you always use the day to do something fun together so it's not often that you just go out to dinner because you can do that any other day so you always plan something else to do together instead

- over time Jorge has taken you to do many fun things like going to water parks, riding quad bikes and other things but your favourite days are the ones where you get to relax a little bit as well as your life is usually pretty crazy

- when testing sort of clashes with Valentine's Day he brings you with him and seeing as he has nothing to do on the day the two of you decide to go to the beach nearby which you have been dying to visit as it looks so inviting

- while at the beach you get to relax and read a book for a while and go swimming with Jorge or more like swim for a while before getting into a water fight with each other which Jorge very much won

- in the afternoon Jorge surprises you with a trip out on a boat to go snorkelling which was the best experience there was so many colourful fish and to be so close to them was just amazing and the whole trip back you couldn't stop thanking Jorge for organising it

- once back on land you go back to the hotel and spend a bit of quality time together which involves a lot of cuddles and constant kisses from Jorge on your cheek, neck or lips depending on where he could reach

- in the evening Jorge makes you get changed to go for dinner because as much as it's not something you always do on Valentine's Day seeing as he dragged you out to testing with him he wanted to make the day extra special

- the restaurant was right on the beach and has a brilliant view out to the water as the sun was setting and the night sky taking over and not only was the view amazing the food was too so the both of you made the most out of the trip and ate far too much but it was with it

- once back from the restaurant you stay up until the early hours of the morning talking about fun memories you have together and how you can't wait to make more memories in the future

Joan Mir

- Joan is very sweet in general but on Valentine's Day he is on a whole other level he is constantly complimenting you and making you blush but that doesn't stop him as he wants you to feel glad about yourself

- he always gets up extra early and sneaks out of bed to go and make a nice breakfast which he wakes you up with so that you will still have enough time to get ready and not be late for work

- he also leaves late for training so that he can spend the morning with you which you tell him not to do as you don't want him to change his training for you but he stays anyway and joins you in your morning routine

- while on your lunch break at work Joan will come and visit you and bring you some flowers and some lunch for the both of you so that you can eat together during your break

- Joan stays for the entirety of your break so that you can eat together and then you can show him the things you have been working on as you always talk about it but he can never see exactly what you are doing

- for the rest of the day all your coworkers are coming over and asking where you got the flowers and then telling you how lucky you are to have Joan which leaves you with a big smile on your face throughout the rest of the day which continues when you tell Joan about it back at home

- once back home you and Joan get changed into comfy clothes and then head to the kitchen to make dinner together which you and agreed to do the week before so got all the ingredients in preparation

- you did everything together which involved a lot of Joan standing behind you with his arms next to you waist as you mix ingredients together or he puts his hands over yours to make it seem like he's helping even though he just wants to be close to you

- while you are plating up what you made Joan disappears and only when you bring the plates to the dining table do you realise that he has set up candles and put a bunch of roses on the table to make a really romantic atmosphere

- after dinner Joan ran a bath for you and again lit candles and put some rose petals in the water with a bath bomb which made it extra relaxing but you just wanted to get out and cuddle with Joan in bed which is exactly what you did

[starkwlkr]

trophy wife | fabio quartararo

in honor of my man’s birthday <3

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y/nlquartararo my husband knows how to take pictures and ride a motorcycle 🖤

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y/nlquartararo you make it seem like no one wanted to marry me

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y/nlquartararo i love being a a trophy wife <3

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y/nlquartararo at least I’m married.

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[shoot-the-oneshot]

Can I please request promt # 86 with Fabio Quartararo x reader? Thank you!!☺️

Hi! I’ve gotten a few for him and I’m so excited to do them! There’s not enough MOTOGP love out there so I will get it out asap

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busy schedule | fabio quartararo

requested🤧

summary: you are f1 driver dating fabio

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2/04/23

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18/06/23

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20/08/23

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sunsets - Fabio Quartararo

Y/N x Fabio Quartararo Theme: Fluff (light touching) going on a ride with Fabio and enjoying a beautiful sunset x word count: 1220+ taglist: @game-set-canet open for requests :)

The sun is shining brightly through your bedroom window, illuminating the room with its warm glow while you're getting ready for a ride. You can't even remember the last time you asked your boyfriend, Fabio, to take you on a motorcycle ride. Busy schedules, bad weather conditions, or just other plans prevented you two from jumping on his bike and going for a ride.

But not this time: the weather couldn't be better—not too warm or too cold. Just a few fluffy clouds wander through the sky while the sun is shining ever so brightly.

With one last look out of the window, you turn back to your closet. "Protection is most important." You hear Fabio's voice echo through your mind, painting a smile across your lips. Of course, he is right, but the way he would say it, smiling, like an expert teaching his student.

You bite your lower lip, looking at the black leather jacket hanging in front of the closet doors. It's Fabio's, and he gave it to you just for this ride. Running a finger along its zipper, you enjoy the feeling of its fabric.

Carefully, you take it off, and in one swift motion, you throw it around your shoulder, and, one arm at a time, you put it on. The fabric feels soft on your skin, and it fits well. He is a little bigger than you, but he enjoys tight clothes, which benefits you all the time.

The jacket flatters all of you, and what's even better, Fabio's familiar scent clings on to it, giving you comfort right away.

Taking a deep breath, you close your eyes for a second, remembering the first time he held you close, hugged you, and kissed you. You were one month into the relationship when he invited you to watch a grand prix, where he managed to win in a great display of his pure talent.

Just then, you feel hands and arms running along your waistline before you're pulled back slightly, wrapped in a soft hug.

"There you are." Fabio's soft, yet a little rougher voice, lingers in your mind for just a second before you open your eyes again. "How does it fit?" He asks you, his warm breath tingling on your skin right behind your ear. It feels so good to have his arms around you, and with his body so close, the scent of his cologne grows stronger.

"I think it's perfect." You separate yourself from him to slowly spin around, showing off the fit of his leather jacket on you. His eyes wander all over your body, from your boots and pants up to your shirt and his jacket.

"It does." He nods approvingly, and a shy smirk forms in the corner of his mouth.

Fabio, on the other hand, is wearing black biker gear; he owns multiple of those, and like always, it's tight but suits him well.

"I'm glad we're doing this again." You say this and place a hand on his firm chest, causing him to smile even brighter. "Me too." He places his hand on yours to stroke the back of yours with his thumb.

For a second, you stare into each other's eyes before you lean in and kiss him. He embraces your lips on his own and pulls you a little closer. But then you lean his head back, licking his lips quickly. "We should get going." He says it with an even rougher voice.

You nod in agreement, and together you put on the rest of your protective gear.

Then he leads you to the garage, where his bike is already waiting for you. Fabio turns to you and hands you a helmet before he puts on another with a coy smile spreading across his lips.

As a professional racer, he is used to wearing all of this. For you, it's different. Helmets may feel a little restrictive, but the more you're wearing one, the easier.

"Come on." He nods towards his bike before he gets on top of it. Fabio makes it look so easy as he effortlessly throws his leg across. He then turns his upper body toward you, and just by the way his eyes sparkle through the visor, you know he is giggling to himself.

'Challenge accepted.' You think about and follow his example as closely as possible. And, just like he did before, you can easily join him on the bike. You move a little closer, wrapping your arms around his chest, basically hugging him from behind.

"Y/N. You're ready?" You can barely hear his voice through the helmet, so you lean closer.

"Let's go." You say, holding back a chuckle as the bike turns to life underneath you. The entire thing is vibrating contently, and Fabio teases you a little by letting the engine roar a few times.

Your body tightens as the excitement ignites a fire inside your belly. In an instant, you feel a dozen different things when the adrenaline kicks in prematurely.

Taking another deep breath, the two of you start moving slowly. As an expert, Fabio handles the bike well. Carefully, he enters traffic behind a few cars. Feeling the wind brushing against you, hearing the sound of the bike engine echo through your ears, and holding on to Fabio's firm and tight body, you smile brightly.

He accelerates once the road is clear, and you go faster and faster. The wind pressure gets stronger, the engine gets louder, and you feel your own body becoming less tense, enjoying the rush even more.

You can tell Fabio is feeling the same. Hearing him humming happily, his body moves slightly—pure hedonism.

You hold on tight as he takes turns, overtaking a few other cars, before he stops at a red light.

"How are we feeling?" He turns his head, and you know he's smiling so brightly.

"Very good." You lean in closer again, stroking his chest with both of your hands, causing his eyes to sparkle again.

The acceleration kicks in once the light turns green, and after a few more minutes, you're finally on an open road on the coast line.

You turn your head toward the ocean and watch the sun paint the entire sky in every shade of red as it sets ever so slightly—so beautiful.

By hugging him a little tighter, you enjoy the ride even more.

After what feels like a beautiful eternity, you reach your destination—a little picnic area with a perfect view of the ocean.

Adrenaline is still flooding your body, so you carefully get off the bike and regain your composure, watching him turn the engine off and steadying it. You take your helmet off—a much-needed release—and enjoy it as a cold breeze brushes through your hair.

Fabio does the same and runs a hand through his hair, unable to stop smiling.

"Enjoyed yourself?" You smirk and reach for him, wrapping your arm around his waist as he does the same.

"Oh, definetly." He giggles, runs a hand across his own chest, and kisses you softly, once, then twice. "Did you?" Fabio raises an eyebrow.

"So much." You lean into him once more, your lips brushing over his. "Thank you." Kissing him again, you hug him tightly.

He purrs again before he pulls away, both of you turning toward the pretty sunset.