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2. Baby, It's Cold Outside

2. Baby, It's Cold Outside

Pairing - Sebastian Vettel x Reader

Word Count - 4.5k

Content Warnings - swearing, alcohol consumption, blood mention, oral sex, vaginal sex

Synopsis - After a rather boozy Christmas party at Sebastian's house, you're not quite ready to say goodbye. Luckily the two of you are great and finding reasons as to why you should stay the night.

This is another one of my Christmas fics! It's also the first time I had ever written for Sebastian despite him being one of my all-time favourite drivers! I also really do like this one hehe enjoy!

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It was late, in fact it was almost Christmas Eve, 11:57pm on December 23rd, and you were still in Sebastian's house.

Most people had left a lot earlier, having early flights to catch in the morning to return home to their families and begin the festive celebrations. But you remained well into the evening, following along as the drinks being poured progressed from red wine with dinner, to tequila shots and jäger bombs.

Those who were staying over in one of Sebastian's many guest rooms were still gathered in the lounge, only the remainder of earlier beverages in their hands as Sebastian's drinks cabinet had already been thoroughly emptied.

You step back into the room where everyone was gathered. You notice Lance in the corner, a familiar face amongst all the other men and women in the room, and take a seat beside him.

"Are you staying over too?" He asks you, and you shake your head.

"No, but I have a hotel room nearby. I'll probably call a cab when everyone decides to go to bed." You say, and Lance nods. His eyes are glassy from all the drinks he had thrown back that evening. He had been the one passing around the tequila, and you had only managed to talk your way out of half of the shots you were offered.

"Who knows, if you get your way, you might get to stay over after all, sharing a bed with a certain German racing driver?" Lance whispers in your ear, quiet enough so that no one else in the room could hear him.

"Shush!" You whisper yell, jabbing Lance in the side and causing him to collapse into fits of laughter.

Lance had almost immediately caught on to your infatuation with Sebastian. He teased you for it relentlessly, much like an annoying brother would. He always told you that you should make a move, tell Sebastian of how you felt, but you just couldn't. Every time you saw him your legs turned to jelly, and you stumbled over each and every word you spoke. You would never be able to tell him just how you truly felt about him, and with his retirement looming, you knew you never would.

Besides, you did have a flight to catch in the morning. A flight home. You hadn't seen your family in such a long time. The long racing season, followed by testing and work back at the factory meant you hadn't been home since the summer break. You didn't mind, it was your job, and you were used to it. But you couldn't wait to see them again and tell them about all the amazing things you had seen.

"Right, I think I'm gonna call it a night, mate." You hear Mark say from the sofa opposite you.

"Sounds like a good plan." Another man you don't quite recognise adds, and everyone else begins to prepare to make their way upstairs to their guest rooms.

"I'm not as young as I used to be, I need my beauty sleep." Mark says, and Seb nods at him, standing to shake his hand before the Australian makes his way to the staircase.