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HOW DID THEY END up there? How did they time after time end up in the same bed? It's the last time, he always told himself. It's not going to happen again. But it did. But by this point he had gotten used to it. Used to Daniel storming into his hotel room or motorhome after a bad race. Used to Daniel pinning him up against the hard wall and kissing him so forcefully. The kisses were so dominant and fierce and without a single taste of love. They weren't soft lips against his, it was teeth clashing and blood drawn from his lips from the biting. Today wasn't any different.
Daniel came storming into the room about an hour or so after FP2. His engine had cut out and he was furious. It reminded way too much of his time at Red Bull. The door shut hard behind him as he walked into the room. His eyes were darker than usual and fixed on Carlos who stood across the room. Daniel came closer but when he reached Carlos, he kept going to make the spaniard back up against the wall like usual. Their lips touched and the kisses were soon wet and sloppy. Daniel's hands were playing with the hem of Carlos' shirt and Carlos lifted his arms above his head to let Daniel know, that he could take off his shirt. After removing Carlos' shirt, he removed his own.
Carlos placed his palms on Daniel's chest to let them slide up his toned body and around his neck. Daniel's skin was burning beneath his fingers, but he was barely noticing it was Daniel was already off to the bed, and Carlos followed him closely.
He knew the routine, it was always the same.
Daniel sat down on the edge of the bed and looked at Carlos coming closer. He unbuttoned his pants and let them slide down his legs with his boxers. Carlos kneeled down in front of Daniel and stroked his hands up the australians thighs. Oh how he loved his delicious thighs and the tattoos only made it better. Carlos' hands were everywhere but where Daniel wanted them. The spaniard was clearly teasing him with touching his body but not where he wanted. Daniel jolted his hips forwards and Carlos looked up at him with a raised eyebrow.
"Patience"
Daniel didn't have patience when it came to the way Carlos could and would touch his body. Carlos finally put his hand around Daniel's pulsing cock. He stroked up and down a few times and he could already see the pre-come glistening on the tip. He lowered his head and licked up Daniel's shaft before taking his length into his mouth and sucking. He started soft and slow but the hardness and speed increased and Carlos soon felt the australian twitching beneath him, but he wouldn't let him come so easy. He removed his head and joined Daniel in the bed for the next.
Next step.
Carlos took off his pants and was now butt naked like Daniel. He turned around and Daniel reached over in the nightstand to get something out of the top drawer. Carlos couldn't see it as his face was buried in pillows, but he could hear what Daniel was doing. He heard the lid being opened and the squeezing of the bottle, the splash when the liquid landed in Daniel's palm.
He spread his asscheeks and stroked himself a couple of times to spread the lube across his dick. He pressed against Carlos' hole with his dick and slowly entered. He entered as far as he could and pulled out just as slowly before entering again. As Carlos was getting used to the feeling again, he wanted it faster and he made sure that Daniel knew. Daniel made his wish come true and picked up the pace. He was chasing his own orgasm while still having Carlos' needs in the back of his head.
Their moans started filling the room and it was such a sweet sound to both of them. Daniel picked up the pace even more, when hearing Carlos scream his name, and soon after he felt the spaniard shaking under him. He kept thrusting until he reached his own high, before he collapsed on top of Carlos. They kept lying there for a few minutes before Daniel got up to get some tissues to clean themselves up. Just like he always did. And Daniel soon after fell asleep in Carlos' arms while Carlos' mind was busy thinking about what this all meant.
It was a routine. A routine he had gotten used to.
