One Shots - Formula 1 [REQUESTS CLOSED]

70. - Sérgio Sette Câmara

This is a request from Kiirstiine ! Enjoy :)

It's official: I'll be doing my final internship in communications for a Eurocup Formula Renault team. If you want to work in motorsport - and I'm pretty sure a lot of you do - just go for it! Know that it's possible and always keep trying. A huge thank you to my girls phoebe-durm, leag42, f1stan and nhl__11 for believing in me and encouraging me during my internship search and my job interview. Love you 💗

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You texted Sérgio good luck, hoping he would see your text before stepping into his car. You had rarely felt this excited before. You had tons of things to do but somehow you couldn't stay still and focus, your mind was just racing. Your TV was on all day to make sure you wouldn't miss the start of the race.

Sérgio and you had been together for a couple of months. It was his first race for Dams, and it was his first race since you started dating. You didn't know much about motorsport before meeting him, but he explained everything to you with his cute Brazilian accent. Unfortunately, you couldn't make it to Bahrain for the race because of a busy schedule. But that wouldn't stop you from supporting your boyfriend at home.

Sérgio did great in the first race, and he called you right after to ask if you watched it. You didn't know who was the most excited: him or you. It was the same thing on the next day for the second race, with Sérgio coming in 3rd and receiving a trophy on the podium. Proud was an understatement to describe you in that moment. You were ecstatic.

With the plane travel, you knew Sérgio wouldn't be home until at least 1 in the morning. You were supposed to go to college on the next day but you just couldn't go to bed without seeing him first. You needed to congratulate him and take him in your arms.

After taking a shower, you went into your closet to grab a pyjamas. Your eyes settled on Sérgio's part of the closet, where his numerous Dams clothes were folded. You pulled one of his trousers over your panties, as well as a navy blue shirt. As it was still a bit cold, you put a Dams sweatshirt over and a cap on your head.

You struggled against sleep, watching some Grey's Anatomy episodes to keep you awake. Finally, you heard a car park in front of your building. You knew that all your neighbours were already asleep by then. One look through the window confirmed it was Sérgio's McLaren. You paced as you waited for him to climb to the second floor of the building.

As soon as he opened the door, you threw yourself at him. Sérgio just had the time to hold your thighs when you wrapped your legs around his waist and kissed his whole face. He smelled the aftershave and looked more handsome than ever.

"I'm so so so proud of you, my champion!" You took his head between both your hands to look into his deep brown eyes.

"Damn, if you welcome me that way every time I make a podium..!" Sérgio smiled cheekily and you giggled like a teenage girl.

You finally unwrapped yourself from him and touched the ground again. He took this time to put his luggage in the corner of the room and to close the door behind him.

"Have you been sneaking into my part of the closet?" Sérgio raised a mocking eyebrow towards you after looking at your outfit.

"I just wanted to show you what a supportive girlfriend I've been." You smiled shyly. Sérgio laughed at you and took the cap off of your head. Slipping his fingers through your hair to comb them, he took a hold of your head to stand very close to your face.

"You're so fucking adorable." He whispered, followed by a passionate kiss. "Wearing my clothes and staying up late for me to come home."

"What can I say, I'm a proud girlfriend." You shrugged. "Você é o meu campeão e eu amo muito de você." (You're my champion and I love you very much.) You said hesitantly. You've been trying to learn Portuguese for a few weeks but you were too busy with college to memorize anything, really.

"And you've been learning Portuguese, too?" Sérgio's eyes widened. "Y/N, I hope you're ready to spend a sleepless night cause you have no idea how much that turned me on." As Sérgio stood closer to you and grabbed you by the waist, his body against yours, you could indeed feel how turned on he was, and you blushed at that thought. Somehow, he always made you feel like a teenage girl having her first crush.

"You know I'm yours Sérgio, for this night, and tomorrow, and all the other days and nights." You slipped your hands behind his neck, your fingers playing with his soft hair.

"I love you too, by the way." His nose brushed your cheek to your ear. "Every little thing that you do and say make me love you even more." His lips kissed your sweet spot right under your ear, and he had to heighten his hold on your waist to prevent you from stumbling. "You're perfect. And you're mine. Minha. Now, let's take these clothes off, shall we?"