Formula 1 One-Shots (II) REQUESTS CLOSED!

George Russell [93+105]

A/N Wished by skoleeee. I hope you like it!

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[93]-Really, you want to have sex...here? Now?
[105]-I am not wearing any underwear. Thought you would like to know
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"Another Top 5 finish and another podium. I am so proud of you George." I greet George as soon as he enters his driver's room, the trophy proudly in his arm while he carries the champagne bottle in his free hand. He places them on his little table, and I wrap my arm around him to properly thank him for today's achievement. George is an incredibly consistent driver this season and I couldn't be prouder of him.

"Thank you darling." George grins widely and kisses me onto the cheek. Arms tightly wrapped around my body, keeping me close to his and I don't care that he is sticky from the champagne shower he received on the podium. We could shower later, getting rid of it again while we just enjoy another good result from him now.

"Want a kiss?" I ask George if he wants a little reward for his race and since I know he loves kisses I propose one as his reward. "At least a thousand." George answers with a cheeky smile, making me giggle. Of course, he wants an endless number of kisses and not just one of them.

"Then we should start." Still smiling I stand up on my tiptoes and connect our lips for a first kiss. Firstly, just letting them brush over each other, before I slowly deepen the kiss. Pressing my lips, a little bit more against Georges, tongue gently tracing his lips until he opens them. Our tongues tease each other while we press our bodies closer.

My fingers get tangled in George's hair who walks backwards a few steps until his legs hit the sofa. He sits down on it, pulling me into his lap while we use the chance to gasp for air, just giving us a short break before connecting our lips again. George's hands are on my hips, holding me in position while mine wander over his chest, searching for the zipper of his racing suit, but before I manage to pull it down George stops me.

"Darling..." He whispers, fingers curling around mine to stop me from pulling down the zipper, undressing him from his racing suit. George presses a soft kiss onto my knuckles and looks up to me through his long lashes. "Maybe we should wait until we are back into the hotel to continue this?" Is his proposal, worrying that this isn't the right place to continue what we were doing.

"I don't mind continuing, but if you need some more convincing:" I say, reassuring him that I am not uncomfortable by the thought of continuing this here, before I lean forwards to whisper something into his ear.

"I am not wearing any panties; thought you would like to know." George gulps at my words and I can observe how his eyes get darker due his pupils dilating at the thought of me not wearing anything under my floral summer dress. George hesitates for some more seconds before he speaks up again.

"Really, you want to have sex here? Now?" He asks, still not completely sure if I really want to have sex in his motorhome since it is a semi public space. "You don't?" I ask him, fingers trailing over his neck, creating some goosebumps on his sensitive skin.

"Only if you are really comfortable with it. I don't want to pressure you because there is a risk of getting caught." George makes sure that I am really comfortable with this and that I am not only saying that I want him because I am in the mood. I do admire his caring side but right now I just want to continue where we stopped a couple of minutes ago.