Mirror, Mirror
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Title: Mirror, Mirror
Characters: Heikki Huovinen, Sebastian Vettel
Rating: Black Flag
Summary: Singapore's hot. Seb and Heikki are in a hotel room with crappy AC.
Disclaimer: This is fiction. May have been caused by heat stress.
A/N: Inspired by this prompt, posted on motorskink.
"I'm warm."
Sebastian looks over to the bed as a t-shirt comes flopping at his feet in a heap of damp material. Heikki is sprawled on the bed, sheen of sweat covering his torso. Seb takes a moment to admire his trainer who is looking miserable in the heat but gorgeous as always.
“You already said that,” Seb answers as he walks over to the air conditioning control panel and sighs when he confirms it’s set to maximum. The hot and humid Singapore weather has managed to make even Heikki want to just hide inside. Seb wanders over to the minibar where he fills up a tall glass with ice. He’s about to pour some water over it when he catches a glimpse of Heikki in the mirror. He’s wiggling out of his pants and throwing them on the floor. The only piece of clothing left is his briefs.
Heikki calls from the bed. “I’ll have one too.”
Seb grabs another glass, eyes still fixed on the mirror that is showcasing an almost nude Heikki laid out nicely on the bed. If Seb wasn’t hot enough already, he’s boiling now. He grins to himself and heads towards the bed, only one glass in hand. He puts the glass on the night table before stripping down to his underwear and straddling Heikki.
“Not now Seb. It’s too fucking hot,” Heikki groans even though his hands are already moving up and down Seb’s thighs. Seb looks at him with a devious smile, lips tightly shut. He bends down to kiss the crook of Heikki’s neck.
“You’re too warm, let’s do this later,” Heikki suggests, but Seb doesn’t move. Instead, he opens his mouth, letting an ice cube slide out of it a bit and moving it along Heikki’s neck.
“Aaah cold!” Heikki yelps and Seb chuckles as he sucks in the ice cube again and licks the trace of water he just created, making Heikki moan. As Heikki grabs his arse, Seb drops the ice cube on Heikki’s chest and with a finger navigates it down and around his nipples. Seb bites down on his bottom lip as he sees Heikki’s nipples respond and go hard. He lets the ice cube melt and run down towards Heikki’s navel while he takes a nipple between his lips, flicking his tongue against it. Heikki’s fingers dig into Seb’s arse as he rocks his hips against the weight of Sebastian on top of him.
Seb takes the hint and grabs another ice cube before peeling off Heikki’s underwear. He runs his hands down Heikki’s body and along his thighs, the Finn’s skin warm under his fingers. He kneels between Heikki’s legs and bends down to take him in his mouth. Heikki’s back arches in pleasure as feels his cock being engulfed by the warmth and wetness of Seb’s mouth. As Seb moves his mouth up and down, taking him a bit deeper every time, he traces the ice cube around Heikki’s stomach and groin area, careful never to let it linger too long in one spot. He watches as Heikki’s skin trembles under his touch and his satisfied laugh resonates through Heikki’s cock, making the Finn clutch firmly at the bed sheets.
Seb gathers the small remnants of the ice cube with his mouth and melts the rest of it as he kisses his way down Heikki’s shaft and to his balls. He continues teasing Heikki while his fingers work to relax and open up him. When he knows Heikki is more than ready, he removes his briefs and crawls up on top of his trainer, making sure their cocks rub slowly against each other as he moves up. He gives Heikki a longing kiss before propping himself up on his hands.
Heikki gives him a questioning look, wondering why Seb stopped. Seb cocks his head to the side and gives him a smug grin. “If you’re too warm, we can do this later.”
Heikki rolls his eyes and grunts, grabbing Seb by the hair and pulling him down for another kiss. Seb laughs into one last kiss before he moves to the side to let Heikki turn around, stomach against the bed. Seb then takes a few minutes to rub Heikki’s neck and back, the way Heikki so often does it for him when they’re alone, hitting the erogenous zones until Heikki is grinding against the bed, his blond hair covering his face as he bites down in the pillow.
Only then does Seb cover himself with lube, sliding his fingers inside Heikki one last time before he pushes his cock inside his partner, feeling the resistance of Heikki tight hole as he hears the muffled moans. Seb presses his body against Heikki’s back, rocking his hips in short strokes. He laces his arms and fingers with Heikki’s, kissing the Finn’s neck as they move in unison, breaths coming in gasps.
When Seb feels Heikki is nearing climax, he pulls him up on knees and elbows so he can get a better angle. Seb gently but firmly grabs a hold of Heikki’s hair with one hand and uses the other to stabilize himself before upping his speed and repeatedly hitting Heikki’s prostate until the Finn comes with a low drawn out grunt.
Seb takes that as the checkered flag and allows himself the release, throwing his head back as he lets the ecstasy of the moment consume him…until a certain Finn decides to interrupt.
“I’m warm.”
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