One Shots - Formula 1 [REQUESTS CLOSED]

97. - Sebastian Vettel

This is for leag42 !

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It was your first time coming to Sebastian's. You had replaced his former physio, Antti, at the end of the season. His wife had gotten pregnant a couple of months before and he had found another job that allowed him to stay at home instead of travelling around the world.

Working in Formula 1 was great, you enjoyed the atmosphere. And Sebastian was an easy client. He was professional, always doing what you asked, sometimes even doing more. You could see he was a competitor, which you liked a lot. He was never complaining, even when you doubled his work out because he had gained a few pounds.

It was the winter break, which meant the both of you had some time to go home, rest, enjoy family and friends. After Christmas and the New Year, Sebastian had invited you over his house in Switzerland to work out and prepare his body for the new season. You were impressed when you saw his huge mansion in the middle of the countryside, and you could see why he chose this place. This was haven of peace compared to his hectic Formula 1 life. You weren't surprised he chose this instead of Monaco, as most of the F1 racers. He was just a quiet guy.

Sebastian showed you around the house and let you unpack your things in one of the guest rooms before you started working. You looked into his kitchen to throw away everything he wasn't supposed to eat – and there were tons! You didn't have a reputation of being soft, each time you threw something you added a sarcastic comment.

"Alright, let's get to it. I'm pissed already so it can't get worse." You said, motioning to the gym in his house.

"You sure? You're scaring me." Sebastian tried to tease you but he quickly stopped when he saw you raising an eyebrow. He didn't choose you as his physio to be all soft and nice anyway.

Entering the gym, you showed Sebastian the massage table. He took his shirt off which made you gulp because you had almost forgotten how great his chest looked. He pushed a hand through his hair before lying on his stomach, his back facing you. You rubbed your hands against each other to warm them a bit and, finally, you put them on his shoulder blades to start massaging his back. His skin felt so familiar now and you realised you had missed it during this month away. Under your fingers, you could feel the muscles that hadn't been trained as well as the excess from Christmas and the New Year. You remembered perfectly how he was the last time you saw him and you could easily say what had changed.

Goosebumps appeared on his skin when you reached the end of his back, right next to his backbone. You had already figured out this was his weak spot, and you were happy to find it hadn't changed over the holidays. The whimpers escaping his mouth were the signal that it was time to stop. He hadn't done the work you had given him, you were definitely not going to please him by giving him a good massage.

"You haven't been doing the exercises I gave you?" Your hands were resting on your hips, facing him and his naked chest, as he was now sitting on the table.

"What? Of course I have!" The way he avoided your eyes only confirmed what you already knew.

"I know you didn't. Your body doesn't lie." You touched his shoulders with two fingers to show him what you meant. "You make me crazy." You whispered and shook your head. You couldn't believe he hadn't been doing what you asked and acted like a kid when you confronted him about it.

"So do you." You weren't sure you heard right. You leaned your head on the side, showing your incomprehension. "You make me crazy." Without leaving you the time to process, Sebastian grabbed your hips with his hands to pull you closer and he trapped you between his legs. His lips were on yours soon enough for an intense yet short kiss. You pulled away by putting a hand on his pectoral, forgetting it was naked and you could actually feel his nipple getting hard under your palm.

"If you think that's how you're going to make me forget you didn't work out and ate junk food for a month, you're wrong." You were a bit out of breath but your tone was still the severe one you always used with him. Did he really kiss you? "On the floor, 50 push ups." You exclaimed with a finger pointed to the gym's floor.

"I'm afraid I can't do that now. Although I have another way to work out in mind." Sebastian's mouth slid into your neck, leaving kisses and bites. From the back of your brain, you remembered he was your client and a very famous racing driver and you could reasonably not continue what you were doing. You grabbed his hair from the back of his head to pull him away from you.

"What the hell are you playing at, Vettel?"

"I could ask you the same thing."

"I'm sorry?"

"It's like everything you do, you do it to excite me. The way you massage me, your bossy tone... You make me crazy and I can't stay away anymore. I know I make you crazy too, and not just because I took weight and didn't do what you asked. So unless you stop me, I'm going to take you right now, on the floor of this gym, and give you some payback for all the teasing you've done these past few months, Y/N."

Sebastian waited a couple of seconds for you to move away, which you didn't. You heart was beating like crazy against your chest until you pushed your mouth on his, your head not having any valuable argument to stop you.

You couldn't seem to get enough of each other, only stopping when your bodies were so sore that you couldn't even move anymore.

"Alright. I think that's enough work out for today." Sebastian was playing with your hair spread over the floor you were both lying on. With a cheeky grin, he answered.

"I don't mind working out that way every day."