George Russell x Checo (Sergio)Perez - F1 fanfiction- driverxdriver

afterwards

In his room the Mexican had growled at multiple Redbull members who came close on his was in, but he didn't care. Geroge had stopped sobbing as soon as he had dropped him in his bathroom. He had started the water, letting it heat up before telling Goerge to get undressed and under the stream while he got some clothes for afterwards. When he found something that should fit the younger, he dropped that of in the bathroom checking to see if the omega was still doing fine.

Then he waited in his driver room pacing, still stressed. When George came out again, his hair was having deep into his forehead, and he smelled mistakenly like the Redbull driver. That let the alpha rumble happily "Better?" The younger nodded shyly "Thank you Sergio, really. I know this must he hard on you two." The Mexican simply smiled "Lets lay down. Do you want to go to my motorhome? Or yours? Maybe the packroom with your nest?"

In the end the couple went to Checos motorhome for the weekend. The driver preferred that over a hotel sometimes, being near the circuit so he could sleep a bit longer as well as having more personal items around him. On the large bed he also got a nest ready, a hired company came in sometimes cleaning and remaking the nest. Geroge stopped when he saw the construction of pillows and blankets. A little hiss was heard "Who made that for you?" Checo noticed the venom in the other voice "No reason to get jealous Querida, Redbull hired a company to make one for me when they clean, you can change it if you like."

Promptly the Briton began to throw all the stuff down before making his own nest. Checo watched him proudly. But there was more, it was a caring feeling, soft and tender. The racer noted that he really needed to talk to George about their feelings, but now the younger needed to calm down and rest.

When the nest was ready Geroge pulled the Mexican into the bed, immediately cuddling up to him humming in pleasure. Checo let him, caressing his hair before mumbling "Good night" Kissing the others hair. The day was long and ended badly but tomorrow was race day and they were exhausted already.

Checo didn't register really waking up. He could smell someone else in the room, could feel them pulling on Geroge, trying to get him away from the alpha. His instincts kick in. The man tightened his arms around the younger while growling at the intruder showing off his broad build. The other man stepped back as soon as he heard the warning, clearly knowing not to anger the other. Geroge was awake, pressing back into Checo "Sergio? Checo?" The Mexican snapped out of his still tired trance "What?" His view cleared and he could recognize Lewis near the door. Still growling lowly, he asked "What do you want here? You know better then to walk into someone else's home like this." The older Mercedes driver rolled his eyes "George needs to attend a meeting. Toto send me to get him." The oldest didn't seam impressed by the power Checo still directed into hid direction but didn't move closer again.

Geroge slowly started to get up "Coming, you can start I'll be over in a bit." The older Briton let his gaze wonder over the couple before turning around, closing the door behind himself. "Idiot" Checo huffed. Geroge simply smiled, pressing lightly against the alpha "You protected me good. He just wanted to fulfil the orders." But the other racer still grumbled under his breath.

The Briton kissed him on the cheek as a goodbye "Thank you for taking care of me and I'll see you later. Don't let Lewis ruin your day." Then he was gone. Promptly Checo missed his soft character or the fierce way the younger one stood up for himself. But the day had started, and he needed to get ready too, his first meeting wasn't far away either.