One Plus One - Bonus Scene 2
Pairing: Daniel Ricciardo/Jean-Eric Vergne
Rating: black flag.
Summary: the first time post-baby.
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"It's been a while." Jean-Eric gasps, as Dan shoves him onto their bed, breaking their frantic kiss.
"I know." Dan giggles, careful to keep as quiet as he can. Alice is snoozing in her travel cot, and even though she's downstairs and they're upstairs, at least two closed doors and a few walls between them, they don't want to wake her. This is attempt five at sex now, and each time she's interrupted them. Jean-Eric scowls, but grins back at Dan, arms sliding around his neck. They should really be quick, but Dan can't resist kissing him again, slow and sparking a fire in them both, one that smoulders.
But while Dan's fast to strip off, hopping around their bedroom while he fights his way out of his jeans, Jean-Eric rolling onto his front to muffle his giggles in one of their pillows. Dan gets his revenge though, pounces while Jean-Eric isn't looking and digs fingers into his sides, tickling mercilessly as Jean-Eric rolls onto his back, hands pushing at Dan's body, trying to catch his wrists to stop the torment but at the same time, his squirming rubs their cocks together, Dan stopping the tickling to moan, eyes fluttering closed at the sensation of the rough fabric against his bare cock. "Don't. My stomach's awful." Jean-Eric mutters, even as Dan forces his eyes open again.
"No way. It is not. Stop lying." Dan insists, reaches for the bottom of Jean-Eric's t-shirt and sighs as Jean-Eric turns his head away from Dan. "It is." He says again, and Jean-Eric lets him tug the fabric up, yanking it over his head, smiling at the mess his hair ends up in because of the t-shirt.
Dan can't deny that Jean-Eric's body has changed. Of course it has. And it's a testament to how much Jean-Eric wants to race in Spa as to how much he'd flung himself into training. He'd spent hours out running with Alice, hours swimming in the simulator, hours on the stationary bike because the noise of it helps Alice sleep. It's not the perfectly flat, taut stomach it had been. He's got a determined-to-stay 'mummy tummy', as its been angrily dubbed, and there's still red stretch marks tracing their angry path all over it, and Dan leans down, hands working at the button and zip of Jean-Eric's shorts as he kisses as many as he can. "This body, this body is perfect to me." He starts, works Jean-Eric's shorts down his legs. "This body is the reason we have a baby, because I can't resist it. I never can resist you. This body carried our baby, gave life to our baby, gave birth to our baby. This body is perfect because its yours, and I love you." Jean-Eric sniffles, tugs Dan up so he can hide his face in his neck, clinging to him.
"I love you too." He whispers into Dan's ear, and rolls his hips up, delights in the stuttered groan Dan lets loose.
"How did we wait so long to do this again? Why did we wait this long?" Dan gasps, ruts down against Jean-Eric, holding himself up on wobbly arms to watch Jean-Eric's head press back into the mattress, eyelids flickering, mouth falling open as he moans.
"Too many interruptions, just do not stop, oh, Dan!" Jean-Eric responds, cries out, knows its probably too loud but he can't bring himself to care. He's honestly been too exhausted to even think about sex but god, he's missed it. Missed this intimacy, seeing Dan at his most vulnerable, making Dan feel this way, feeling the pure pleasure that envelopes his entire body, leaves his brain wonderfully fuzzy. Dan groans out his own pleasure into Jean-Eric's shoulder, collapsing on top of him. Jean-Eric absently strokes Dan's back, ears pricked immediately for any noises from Alice.
"I've missed this." Dan admits, yawns.
"Me too." Jean-Eric agrees, wriggles until he can get free of Dan's boneless body, stands up and stretches, yelps when Dan leans over to smack his arse. "Oi." Dan shrugs, shameless.
"Shower?"
"Why not." Dan grins, winks and chases him into the bathroom. And even if Alice interrupts them this time, its ok, because she's too cute to get mad at.
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Rating: black flag.
Summary: the first time post-baby.
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"It's been a while." Jean-Eric gasps, as Dan shoves him onto their bed, breaking their frantic kiss.
"I know." Dan giggles, careful to keep as quiet as he can. Alice is snoozing in her travel cot, and even though she's downstairs and they're upstairs, at least two closed doors and a few walls between them, they don't want to wake her. This is attempt five at sex now, and each time she's interrupted them. Jean-Eric scowls, but grins back at Dan, arms sliding around his neck. They should really be quick, but Dan can't resist kissing him again, slow and sparking a fire in them both, one that smoulders.
But while Dan's fast to strip off, hopping around their bedroom while he fights his way out of his jeans, Jean-Eric rolling onto his front to muffle his giggles in one of their pillows. Dan gets his revenge though, pounces while Jean-Eric isn't looking and digs fingers into his sides, tickling mercilessly as Jean-Eric rolls onto his back, hands pushing at Dan's body, trying to catch his wrists to stop the torment but at the same time, his squirming rubs their cocks together, Dan stopping the tickling to moan, eyes fluttering closed at the sensation of the rough fabric against his bare cock. "Don't. My stomach's awful." Jean-Eric mutters, even as Dan forces his eyes open again.
"No way. It is not. Stop lying." Dan insists, reaches for the bottom of Jean-Eric's t-shirt and sighs as Jean-Eric turns his head away from Dan. "It is." He says again, and Jean-Eric lets him tug the fabric up, yanking it over his head, smiling at the mess his hair ends up in because of the t-shirt.
Dan can't deny that Jean-Eric's body has changed. Of course it has. And it's a testament to how much Jean-Eric wants to race in Spa as to how much he'd flung himself into training. He'd spent hours out running with Alice, hours swimming in the simulator, hours on the stationary bike because the noise of it helps Alice sleep. It's not the perfectly flat, taut stomach it had been. He's got a determined-to-stay 'mummy tummy', as its been angrily dubbed, and there's still red stretch marks tracing their angry path all over it, and Dan leans down, hands working at the button and zip of Jean-Eric's shorts as he kisses as many as he can. "This body, this body is perfect to me." He starts, works Jean-Eric's shorts down his legs. "This body is the reason we have a baby, because I can't resist it. I never can resist you. This body carried our baby, gave life to our baby, gave birth to our baby. This body is perfect because its yours, and I love you." Jean-Eric sniffles, tugs Dan up so he can hide his face in his neck, clinging to him.
"I love you too." He whispers into Dan's ear, and rolls his hips up, delights in the stuttered groan Dan lets loose.
"How did we wait so long to do this again? Why did we wait this long?" Dan gasps, ruts down against Jean-Eric, holding himself up on wobbly arms to watch Jean-Eric's head press back into the mattress, eyelids flickering, mouth falling open as he moans.
"Too many interruptions, just do not stop, oh, Dan!" Jean-Eric responds, cries out, knows its probably too loud but he can't bring himself to care. He's honestly been too exhausted to even think about sex but god, he's missed it. Missed this intimacy, seeing Dan at his most vulnerable, making Dan feel this way, feeling the pure pleasure that envelopes his entire body, leaves his brain wonderfully fuzzy. Dan groans out his own pleasure into Jean-Eric's shoulder, collapsing on top of him. Jean-Eric absently strokes Dan's back, ears pricked immediately for any noises from Alice.
"I've missed this." Dan admits, yawns.
"Me too." Jean-Eric agrees, wriggles until he can get free of Dan's boneless body, stands up and stretches, yelps when Dan leans over to smack his arse. "Oi." Dan shrugs, shameless.
"Shower?"
"Why not." Dan grins, winks and chases him into the bathroom. And even if Alice interrupts them this time, its ok, because she's too cute to get mad at.
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