The Proposal | a sebastian vettel fanfiction |

d o m e s t i c a t i o n o f a l y

Sebastian was practically biting his lips.

It's been two months after Van Dijk had been arrested and God knew where he was.

Seb woke up each day and kissed the baby bamp, just feeling grateful that it was still with them and alive.

Alyona had been growling and grunting and complaining about almost anything. But nothing could spoil Seb's mood.

Except maybe race weekends. He just didn't want to be away from them. But Alyona would have it no other way. She threw a fit once when he said he was staying to take care of her.

He had never seen her more scary, he decided it was best not to upset her. Upsetting her was a bad and nasty job.

Alyona's hormones refused to make her cry. Instead she was getting upset about anything. Sebastian once had pulled a blue towel from the cupboard beside the water basin in the bathroom instead of a yellow one and she had been going on for hours about the destruction of her optical harmony.

Seb admitted he was fantasising bad, bad things about an angry Alyona. His fantasy was going mad.

She wasn't upset about her weight or her breasts that were slightly swelling. -Seb had started liking the slightly bigger breasts, but he wasn't going to tell her that in case she threw a fit about her bra size.

Alyona was singular. Apparently she saw fit to go complaining about the towel. And it was getting worse and worse because Seb laughed.

He laughed every time she started complaining and they ended up on the floor, or against the wall, or on various furniture around the house.

Alyona usually took her time kissing the scars on his chest, occasionally apologising...which ended with Sebastian turning them around and kissing her own scar among other things.

When Seb was away James and Tiana were usually over to keep her company. And it was awful because Seb wanted to be there with them. Especially when they had decided to officially adopt Tiana shortly after the wedding.

They were going to wait for the baby to be born first and then have the wedding because Sebastian and James were certain Alyona would find something to annoy her and throw a fit.

On the fourth month of her pregnancy, Alyona had come up to Seb with a tremendous sex frenzy.

He wasn't complaining, but she was terrible. Shower, bed, carpet, wall, those couple of times in her study. Seb on his knees as she sat on the desk and talked to one of the few friends -Seb laughed at that, Alyona didn't do friends how had that surfaced, he didn't know.

"You have friends?" He had asked in shock before he knelt on the carpet.

"Alessandra Siegel isn't the worst, but her family..."

"Let me guess," Seb said and put his hands on her knees. "Drug dealers? Extortionists? Traffickers?"

Alyona threw him a glance that made him choke on his laugh. "They are honourable mobsters. Very. Very talented woman with a gun."

"Oh, that's fucking great."

"Exactly. Fucking. No talking." And she opened her legs.

The next time Alessandra Siegel called Alyona had locked the study door. It took her three hours to leave the room and go seek Seb.

Again the sex frenzy had hit her like mad. But Seb was adamant, he wanted to know what they had been saying all these hours.

"How's mobster girl doing?" He asked, hands going around her ass.

"Alex is doing fine. She wants to get to know you. It's natural. We grew up together."

"How terrible can she be anyway."

"Alex? She's... dangerous. But not to what's mine."

"I'm yours then, am I not?"

Alyona growled and reached down, into his pants. Seb's eyes pressed shut and he moaned.

"All mine."

The next time Alessandra was brought up was when Alyona was cooking cheese soufflé.

Seb was in his usual place, arms around her waist and palms against the baby bamp, kissing her neck and sucking the skin lightly.

Alyona moaned as Seb's hands reached beneath the hem of her skirt. He smirked.

"Is that how you walk around the house?"

Alyona grinned and pressed back into him. "Can't see why not?"

"Warn me next time, okay? I'd like to be an active partner in your little schemes."

She huffed. "It's not like you are not, plus I prefer to torment you a bit." She turned around and smirked. "How about daddy keeps his hands off mommy?"

Sebastian raised an eyebrow but didn't move or say anything. Her ideas were usually much more pleasurable.

"Because he's such a naughty boy, does naughty things to mommy. You get nothing until I say."

Seb was taken aback. This was the first time Alyona was denying sex. He had no idea what she had in mind. He decides to comply, he pulled back and turned around going to grab a glass of water.

"Wear panties though. Can't keep up if you go around the house naked."

"This is not naked, Seb. And don't give me ideas. If you want me naked I'd be happy to appease you, clothes are not my favourite things at the moment."

He licked his lips and swallowed. "How's that friend of yours? -Alex?"

Alyona huffed and went back, checking the soufflé. "Changing the subject, daddy?"

He threw her a glance that spoke of so much lust it made her shiver.

"Well, Seb. Believe it or not, Alex has accepted a job concerning formula one matters."

Sebastian chuckled bitterly. "Really? Who's she gonna suicide?"

Alyona shook her head. "I'm not telling you. I don't know exactly. But even if I knew," she shook her head. "Can't have you going around and warning people, can I?" She popped a piece of cheese in her mouth and put a hand in her baby bamp. "Maybe I should try it." She said. "The no clothes policy."

Seb took a massive sip of ice cold water.

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Okay, guys. As you can see I got three comments last chapter, one for Valtteri, another for Kimi and one for Lewis. You're all killing me because I honestly want to write one for all three. I have a very, very drama filled plot that would fit Lewis or Kimi better than Valtteri. I honestly can't see Valtteri as the guy his ex would pay a mobster to have him killed. On the other hand Lewis and Kimi had a bad reputation with exes so they'd fit better that category.

Also, for Valtteri I was thinking less drama more humourous and normal storyline. Like she's gonna be allergic to his aftershave and sneeze every time she sees him and say she's allergic to him. 😂😂😂...you get the idea.

As always, I'm trying to keep the drivers' characters as realistic as possible. This far, the easiest one to write is Daniel. But I do want to write one with all three Lewis, Kimi and Valtteri.

Do help me guys!!!! I'm in the desperate moment where I just want to write one for everyone. 🤣🤣🤣🤣