Formula 1 - One Shots [First Book]

Clean It Up - {Nico Hülkenberg}

A/N: This is for a sweet anon! Hope you like it :)

Warning: Angry sex with Nico H so yeah, just sayin.

"Did you really find it necessary to come home that late and drunk? I had a tough week at work as well, babe. And then you're waking me up at four in the morning and I had to clean your puke in the bedroom and in the bathroom".

You had rambled while he sat in front of you, eating breakfast at eleven in the morning, because he of course slept like a baby after he had emptied his stomach, while you were too upset to even fall back asleep. Nico had rolled his eyes and waved you away as his head was still pounding from the drinks he had enjoyed last night with some friends.

"Can you please stop that? You're making me feel like I'm talking against a damn wall". You continued, your hands in your sides as he didn't even look up at you. Nico shoved his plate away and stood up. "Oh fine, walk away! That helps our relationship". You hissed and moved to grab his plate as he didn't even want to bring that to the dishwasher.

Goddamn men, you swore you could kill him once. You heard some shuffling of feet upstairs and he then dribbled downstairs again. "I'm on a run". He said and swung the door closed behind him with a loud thud.

So that's how your morning went. You went to grab your phone and type an angry rant to your friend who would probably answer something like: "Bitch, push him down on the bed and have your way with him, he's delicious". And that was kinda true because Nico's hot when he's pissed off. You didn't know if he'd still be angry when he comes back, but you guessed so.

And you were right. An hour later a sweaty, six feet tall German barged through your door. His shirt was off and tucked into his running shorts. "You, bedroom". Nico demanded and you almost wanted to laugh as you thought he was joking, but the wild storm that was raging in his blue eyes told you not to protest.

Nico was quick to follow you and he closed the bedroom door behind you. "I made a mess of the sheets last night, I'm going to let you make a mess of the sheets now". He simply stated and pushed you down on the mattress rather roughly, causing you to squeal when you fell down on it.

Nico hovered over you and moved to kiss you, your lips smashing together in a way that was everything except romantic. He tasted like the mint gum he had chewed on during his run and you couldn't get enough of his taste, a whine leaving your mouth when he moved his lips to your jaw. Nico's hands wandered over your body, pulling your hips flush against his.

Your hands roamed from his hair to his shoulders, the slightly sweaty skin was smooth nevertheless. You gasped when he flattened his tongue against the base of your throat, teeth gently following to bite your skin. Your fingers went back into the blonde strands to tug on them, causing him to let out a growl that vibrated through your neck.

Nico's fingers slightly tickled your side when he pulled your shirt up, letting the material fly through the air when he pulled it over your head. He carefully freed your hair from the ponytail you wore and the elastic wrap landed somewhere else in the room. Nico unclasped your bra and you slid the straps down your arm.

He wasn't going to lie, he loved your cleavage. Shapes so perfect, like they were made for him to love. Nico's calloused palms kneaded your curves and he studied your face while he did so, watching you tugging your lip between your teeth. You sighed contently and leaned your head back, stretching your arms above your head so he had all the space he needed to explore your body.

The German unbuttoned your jeans and lifted your hips to drag the denim down your legs. "So gorgeous". He muttered as he pressed his lips to your stomach, hot open mouth kisses going lower and lower, but of course not there where you wanted him. You mewled in frustration as his hand cupped your heat, his thumb resting on your nub.