Crash And Burn
Rating: Blue flag.
Pairing: Rob Smedley/FelipeMassa.
Summary: Rob tries to cheer Felipe up.
Dislaimer: Never happened. Only in my mind. Also posted over at f1slash . Lyrics and title borrowed from Savage Garden's song Crash And Burn.
Crash And Burn
When you feel all alone
And the world has turned its back on you
Give me a moment please to tame your wild wild heart
I know you feel like the walls are closing in on you
It's hard to find relief and people can be so cold
When darkness is upon your door and you feel like you can't take anymore
Let me be the one you call
If you jump I'll break your fall
Lift you up and fly away with you into the night
If you need to fall apart
I can mend a broken heart
If you need to crash then crash and bur
You're not alone
Rob made his way towards Felipe's room. The race had been... bad, to say the least, and Rob wanted to make sure Felipe was okay.
When he knocked on the door there was no sound from inside, and Rob knocked again, a little harder this time. Then the door opened slightly, and Felipe peered up at him. Without a word he opened the door wide, and went to sit on the bed. Rob stepped into the room, closed the door and joined Felipe, where he had curled up against the headboard.
“I just came by to see if you wanted some company.”
Felipe picked at a loose thread on his t-shirt. “Is better than being alone.
Rob settled with his back against the headboard next to Felipe, legs stretched out in front of him. Felipe glanced at him, and Rob didn't have to be a mind reader to see that he was still disappointed. Wanting to comfort him Rob reached out and gently pulled Felipe into him. He rested his head against Rob's shoulder, and sighed deeply. Rob lifted a hand and stroked the hair at the nape of Felipe’s neck, knowing it would calm him.
“We’ll do whatever we have to do to get you back up there. You know that, don't you?"
Felipe shrugged. “With him there I doubt it sometimes.”
Rob closed his eyes, 'Fernando is faster than you' echoing through his head. He hugged Felipe tighter, and brought his hand up to his chin.
“Hey...” He tilted Felipe's face up slightly to be able to look him in the eyes. “I know having him as a teammate is tough, but you know I'm here no matter what.”
Something unreadable flashed in Felipe's eyes, and he pulled away
“Sometimes you don't seem to be.”
Rob sighed. “And I'm sorry for that. Because I am here, just like I've always been."
Felipe lay down on the bed, back against Rob.
“Are they right?”
“Who?”
“The ones who say that Ferrari should get rid of me.”
“No,” Rob promptly replied. “We've had a rough couple of races, but the season is long and we're all working to improve the car.” He knew it sounded hollow, but what else could he say?
“What if it won't be better?”
“It will be,” Rob said firmly, knowing that he had to show Felipe that he still had faith in him.
“We’ll get through this.”
Felipe didn’t reply; he didn't even shift. Rob was just about to start rubbing his back when he spoke, voice slightly muffled by the pillows.
“I just want a good race again.”
“As long as we don't give up you'll get more than one good race."
Felipe made a non-comittal noise. “Is just like always,” he mused. “People say Ferrari should get rid of me.”
Rob suddenly wished that he could turn back time. To before the accident, before Fernando.
“But you're still here.”
Felipe sighed. “Yeah.”
“And we will make sure you'll be here for much longer.”
“You think so?”
“I know so,” Rob told him, trying once again to sound reassuring.
“But what if another team would be better for me?”
This wasn't the first time Felipe had mentioned signing for another team, but somehow Rob never got used to the thought.
“Have you had offers?
“Nicholas is looking around for me.
“Do you want to leave Ferrari?”
Felipe sighed. “No. But maybe it would be best.
Even though it hurt, Rob couldn't deny that the the thought had crossed his mind. That was nothing he would confess to Felipe though, unless asked.
“Well... as long as you know you're doing the right thing, and are happy with the team you end up at.”
Felipe turned onto his back, his gaze searching Rob's. “Would you come with me? If I found another team.”
Rob hesitated. “I... you know I'm contracted to Ferrari. But...” he continued, before Felipe had a chance to protest, “they say that change is good, so...”
Felipe smiled slightly. “For sure we would still be able to see each other on race weekends even if we work for different teams, but it would not be the same to work with someone else.”
Rob smiled back, happy to see that Felipe's mood seemed to have improved somewhat.
“Ditto.”
Felipe sat up, curling up against Rob again. Picking up Rob's hand he laced their fingers together. Rob looked at their entwined hands, his pale and Felipe's tanned
“You know... I'm still really proud of you, even though things are tough right now. I know I'm a pain in the arse sometimes and that it might not seem like I think you're doing a good job, but I do.
Felipe squeezed his hand. “Good to know.
Releasing Rob's hand he shifted, facing his engineer. Bringing a hand up to Rob's neck he leant in, and Rob closed his eyes as their lips met. He let Felipe control the kiss, quickly going from soft to passionate, even desperate. Felipe brought both hands to Rob's chest and grabbed his shirt, impatiently tugging at it. He growled in frustration when his fingers were too clumsy to undo the buttons, eventually giving the material a couple of sharp tugs. The buttons came lose, and pushing the shirt of Rob's shoulders Felipe nipped at the skin above his collarbone.
Rob replied in kind, pushing Felipe down onto the bed. Pulling up his t-shirt, Rob kissed a wet trail across his stomach. He tugged at the t-shirt, making Felipe sit up and pull it over his head. Rob let his gaze run over toned abs, chest and stomach. Felipe smirked at him, reaching out to run a hand down Rob's torso.
“I think is only fair you take your shirt off too."
Rob shivered slightly at Felipe's light touch, letting him push the shirt off and throw it aside, next to the t-shirt. Felipe's hands were warm against his skin, and Rob closed his eyes momentarily. He heard Felipe chuckle, and when he opened his eyes again he saw an amused glint in his driver's eyes.
“Do you like when I touch you?”
“Mm, I do.”
He shifted, straddling Felipe's thighs. Once again running his hands down his torso, Rob stopped just above the hem of Felipe's jeans. He played his fingers over the soft skin, before unfastening the top button. Felipe was now completely still, his eyes closed. As Rob slowly undid the rest of the buttons he heard a slight hitch of breath, and grinned as Felipe shifted slightly.
Grabbing the hems he slowly pulled the jeans down Felipe's legs, along with the underwear. The clothes were carelessly thrown aside, and starting at his ankles Rob ran his hands slowly up Felipe's legs. At first he was lying completely still, but as Rob's hands moved over his knees he shifted. Rob tried to hide the smirk, but it didn't go unnoticed by his driver.
“What you smirking at?”
Rob looked up, letting his eyes roam over Felipe's naked body and half erect cock.
“Nothing.”
He slowly moved his hands upwards, over toned thighs. Felipe kept shifting restlessly as Rob let his fingertips run over the insides of his thighs, up to his crotch. Leaning forward Rob blew softly across Felipe's cock. It twitched, and Felipe moaned.
“Want more?” Rob asked, trailing his fingers up Felipe's thigh.
“Mmm, yes.”
“Well... since you asked nicely...”
Rob let his tongue run over the growing cock, and closed his lips around the head. He was rewarded by a soft, outdrawn moan, and bucking hips. Rob put one hand on Felipe's abdomen, holding him down, and the other closed around the base of his cock.
Rob knew exactly what he had to do to bring Felipe over the edge, and it wasn't long before the writhing body and a string of words, alternately in Portuguese, English and Italian, told him that his driver was close.
Pulling back Rob reached over to the bedside table, finding the tube of lube they'd left in the drawer. Coating the fingers on his left hand he turned his attention back to Felipe splayed out before him, legs parted and dark eyes filled with lust. Once again he took the now fully rigid cock into his mouth, and let his coated fingers slide between Felipe's arse cheeks. Rob let his fingers circle the entrance, eliciting a whine as he slowly pushed the forefinger into him. Keeping the finger still Rob kept sucking his cock, until Felipe whined.
“More...”
Rob then added a second finger, Felipe's whines turning into an outdrawn moan. It wasn't long before hecried out, bucking his hips and pushing down on Rob's fingers. Rob sucked him harder throughout his release, until Felipe was lying beneath him with his eyes closed, spent, trying to regain his breath.
Rob crawled up to lie next to him, pulling him into his arms. Felipe hummed contentedly, pressing himself closer to Rob for a few moments before turning. Rob kissed a trail from his neck to his face, welcoming Felipe's warm lips as his driver lifted his head to kiss him.
“It'll be alright,” Rob murmured against his lips.
Felipe lifted a hand, stroking the hair at the base of Rob's neck. “I know. And for sure I think now is only fair I return the favour...”