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formulapookie · 2 months ago

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Beznaia untitled smut under the cut

“what was that today?”

Pecco is crouched in front of the mini fridge in Marco’s motorhome, looking for a monster and something to eat who’s not a half finished sandwich or a protein bar.

“What was what?”

He’s not seeing Bez’s expression, so he can’t imagine how it actually is, a sort of frown instead of his usually relaxed and pleased face.

“I don’t know Pecco, you tell me”

The older gets up from the ground, opening a monster can who seems fairly new and not like its been sitting there for months.

“Marco I don’t know what you’re referring to, come on just tell me”

Bez crosses his arms in front of his chest, waiting for his boyfriend to get close to him and kiss him as usual.

Only when he does he moves away, doesn't lean in as he always does, putting on a pout on turning his head the other way.

"Marco what did I do? I promise I didn't eat the last Piada, that was Mig, come on what's going on?" "That motherfucker finishes MY lunch? No i don't care I wasn't talking about it" "Then what are you talking about?

Bez looks at him like he just asked him to calculate the mass of the Sun, and he truly doesn't understand what's going on in his boyfriend's brain.

He tries to kiss him again but Bez turns his head once more.

"Marco tell me what's wrong don't turn away" "I shouldn't even have to tell you. You should know" "Amore come on"

Bez looks him up and down, then decides to turn towards him, still not leaning in for any kind of physical contact.

"Your little stunt with Marc earlier"

Pecco is dumbfounded, he was just taxing because he ran out of fuel, they've done it so many times and God nows how many more they will.

"I was taking a taxi amore, not fucking him"

Bez pulls an unamused face at what Pecco says, still with his arms crossed in front of him and not inching closer to him.

"You might as well done it, you know? Whole paddock watching you and him being all lovey dovey on track, might as well start a relationship" "Marco I took a taxi. How many- how many times did we do it? It's no different this time!" "It is! He stole you before I could tell you I was going to bring you back to the garage, the when he started helping you what did you do?"

Pecco does some thinking, nothing wrong, that's what he did, he just took the taxi.

"I don't know" "You don't - maybe, I don't know, you put your stupid hand on his THIGH? You don't put your hand there for a taxi, and then later in the interview you looks like the princess just saved from the knight, so go on, go and fuck your new boyfriend"

He's speechless, because oh come on Bez couldn't be serious, he was just taking a taxi, and yeah maybe the hand placement was a bit wrong but he would never do something to hurt Bez, and he interview part, he didn't realize he was like that, but again, he didn't do it on purpose.

"Amore I misplaced my hand because I was in a strange position on the bike, nothing more, and the interview I don't know, I wasn't thinking about it, that's why I was smiling"

Bez doesn't look convinced, at all, he keeps on having this unamused expression on.

"Amore come on don't frown at me I didn't mean it" "Mh" "I'm serious" "Yeah yeah for sure just maybe make sure to tell him yeah? Cause maybe he got the message of yours wrong with that hand there" "I - Marco I didn't do it on purpose"

Bez looks at him some more, arms crossed as Pecco looks at him in the eyes waiting.

"Mh ok. But never touch him like that again, I don't like it" "Ok I promise I won't baby"

Pecco finally manages to lean in to get a kiss from Bez, a small one, but still it's beautiful.

He's feeling fairly turned on right now, Bez is not in his leathers anymore, but the tank top he's wearing leaves nothing to the imagination, his arms are on full display with all the tattoos and scars.

He's usually the one topping but good God does he want Bez to hold him down with those arms and hands while fucking him.

"maybe" he says as he walks close to Bez again, hooking his fingers past the waistband of Bez's shorts, "I can help you remember just how much I love you, what do you think?"

Bez swallows hard, Pecco is almost pressed against his hips, hot breath on his mouth and neck.

"Maybe you should"

And Pecco is not usually the one to get on his knees, but this time he can let himself be a bit more vulnerable, especially once he sees Bez looking at him as if he wants to eat him.

As his knees touch the floor Bez is already biting his lip, balancing himself with a hand on the counter Pecco left the Monster can on, while looking at his boyfriend taking off his shorts and boxers in one go.

It doesn't take long to Pecco to get him hard, just the sight of him on his knees could've been enough for Bez, but his mouth, oh God that's a whole other hting.

He's not as experienced as Bez in this, for sure, but he's so good at it, get him crazy for it in a bunch of minutes.

As soon as Pecco gets his mouth on him Bez is melting like lava under his spell. He's sucking just on his tip for now, but it's already a lot, especially since he got that piercing there, a brush it's enough to get him moaning.

When Pecco takes more of his length in his mouth Bez moans again, louder, and tugs at his hair, dark curls between his fingers looking heavenly.

“God you’re good”

Pecco bobs his head, having Bez bite his lip at it, sucking a breath in.

Bez bucks his hips a little, and Pecco gags, but immediately steadies back and opens his mouth more.

“Gonna fuck your mouth ok?”

Pecco blinks twice, their signal for ‘yes’ when they can’t speak, Bez smiles at him, then starts to move his hips slightly, holding Pecco’s head still with his hand as he increases more and more the amount of his thrusts.

Pecco really is amazing, Bez slides down his throat so perfectly he thinks he never wants this to end.

Pecco has got one hand on Bez’s thigh for steadiness and the other on his own crotch, palming it as Bez fucks his mouth.

“Mh Pecco you feel so perfect, might just forgive you now yeah?”

Pecco moans around his dick, Bez looks down and sees him touching himself.

They don’t have kinda rules where they can’t touch themselves but he needs an excuse to fuck him and this might just be it.

“Would’ve forgiven you if you weren’t trying to get yourself off without asking amore, now I think I have to fuck you properly before doing that, mh?”

Pecco groans, but he can't say he didn't do it on purpose, since he's seen Bez's arms earlier he has wanted to be pinned down and sqeezo those biceps in his hands.

"Ok stop - fuck - stop Pecco I want to fuck you and I don't have the energy to go twice right now"

Pecco lets go of him, coughs a bit when Bez pulls out completely, then gets back on his feet, where Bez kisses him fondly, cupping his dick and pushing him against the wall.

"You get me jealous one more time and I swear, I'm not touching you for a month" "As if you could ever go that long without my dick - ah fuck you're a bastard"

Bez sucked a bruise on Pecco's collarbone, for some reason he's really fucking sensitive on there, and Bez works magic with his mouth.

"I think it's you who wouldn't be able to resist like that Pecco, you'd miss me too much, and just touch yourself everynight hoping it's my hand instead of yours who's jerking you off. So if I were you I'd stop flirting with your future teammate and focus on your boyfriend ok?"

Pecco lets out a whimper, Bez isn't generally like this, he's more submissive, takes whatever he's given, but fuck this version of him is hot.

Especially the hand he's currently got in his underwear teasing him and getting him coated in precum.

"Turn around come on, I don't have all day"

Pecco complies, and groans when Bez takes his shorts off, pushing his hard on against the curve of his ass.

He wants his boxers off, wants Bez to fuck him and make him come screaming his name.

"Oh gotta prepare you amore, can you wait for me while I go get lube or are you so impatient I have to use spit?" "Fucking. Get on with it Marco I don't care what you use"

Bez smirks, spits in his hand and tugs down Pecco's boxers, letting them pool at his feet just like the shorts. He coats his fingers in spit an pushes one inside, slowly, it's been a while since Pecco bottomed, but still, he's so easy for his touch.

"You already take me so well, you really are incredible, I bet everyone out there would pay to have you like this" "Fuck more Marco more please" "Oh. And I was the one who wouldn't be able to go without dick? Seems to me it's the opposite"

Pecco moans louder when Bez pushes a second finger in, getting him even more aroused, he can feel Bez’s dick against his ass, he wants it inside. Like right now.

"Come on" "Pecco. You get fucked when I decide to fuck you ok? You can beg if you want but it's me who decides ok?" "Ok. Yeah yeah ok but please" "Desperate"

Bez pools some saliva in his mouth before letting it drip out where his fingers pushed inside Pecco, making it easier for him to fit a third one inside.

Pecco whines, he wants Bez now, he can feel the blush taking over his chest and back, not to mention the tip of his ears, that by now are surely crimson red.

"You're going to feel so good around me, and I'm gonna make sure you'll feel me for days, so you think of me every second"

The older loves the possessiveness Bez has for him, the jealousy that translates in need and lust and makes his head spin. He's not less possessive or jealous, but he mostly makes sure the others understand he's off limits by holding him closer or breaking away from a conversation to go find a hidden corner to suck a mark on his neck and come back showing it off, or if they're with the academy making sure Bez always sits next to him, or on his lap for that matter, because yeah, they know Bez is his, but a little reminder doesn't hurt anyone.

"Gonna fuck you now yes?"

Pecco nods, holding his lower lip between his teeth, he can't sound so pathetic once Bez will push inside him.

"Words Pecchino, come on" "Yes ok yes fuck me" "Perfect"

He doesn't have the time to mentally prepare himself to shut up that Bez is already pushing inside, and he moans out loud, and when he tries to cover his mouth with his hand to quieten the sound Bez is quicker, grabbing it and pulling it down, pinning it against his back.

"No no let them hear Pecco, this way they will think twice before flirting with you" "Bastard" "Don't act like you wouldn't do the same"

Pecco can't lie, he would, he did already, once they were at the Ranch and for some reason Mig had stared at Bez the whole fucking time, he had dragged Bez to his room and railed him there making him moan so loud all of Tavullia had probably heard them.

"You're beautiful amore"

Bez presses a kiss to the base of his neck, starting to move, slowly, deep, cherishing almost, the hand not holding Pecco's is set around his hip, not squeezing too hard, but applying enough pressure to make sure Pecco feels it there.

Kisses all over his neck quickly turn into small bites, some just nipping at the skin to leave a mark.

He's picking up his pace, can feel Pecco clenching more and more around him, breathing hard, moaning and whining on loop. Pecco's steading himself with a hand against the wall, he feels Bez's hand on his hip, it's so hot he bets it's burning a mark on his skin.

But still, despite it feeling really good he wants that hand around his neck, long, slim fingers closing on his throat, pressing on his jugular.

He can't ask tho, that would be much too needy, but God he wants it so much, wants to feel lightheaded and claimed.

So fuck it.

"Bez, please your hand"

He doesn't stop his thrusts, still holding that pace from before, deep but not too fast, touching every right spot inside him.

"Si?" "Please - please around my neck"

Bez groans, and maybe just out of arousal picks up his pace, bites at Pecco's collarbone leaving a mark.

"Since you ask so nicely"

It's not just that, he loves doing this, he feels like he's got power over Pecco, more than he already has, and he wastes no time doing what he asked for.

Pecco moans at the action, feeling Bez all around him, around his throat, and inside him too.

For Bez this is the absolute best, the power trip coming from getting Pecco of all people whiny and shaking, Pecco who’s always put together, so perfect, so stoic, he can make him beg for a hand around his neck, and oh God it’s fucking perfect.

“Im not gonna last much longer amore, you just feel so good, I swear, so perfect”

And this is usually how the other talks, when they’re together it’s Pecco praising him to no end, reversing the roles like this, it’s - it’s hot.

“Close too, closeclose, go faster”

Bez moans at the request, he can’t help it, hearing Pecco’s voice almost breaking and knowing it was him to do it takes over his brain in such a pretty way it’s almost unreal.

So he does just that, the sound of skin slapping against skin now is louder, moans and breaths mixing together with it, the intoxicating feeling of having a body so hot beneath his hands and knowing he’s completely subjugated to his will, Bez would want to stay like this forever, panting in Pecco’s ear and hearing him moan in return must be the best sensation he can feel.

As soon as he frees his hold on Pecco’s hand and gets his own hand around the other’s dick he knows it’s gonna be a matter of seconds before he’ll feel the sticky sensation between his fingers, before Pecco’s knees will start not holding him up anymore, before he’ll cum too inside him because Pecco just gets so tight when he comes.

“I love you I love you I love you”

Bez keeps timing his strokes and his thrusts, Pecco already clenching more around him, and then he finally comes with a moan, which gets swallowed rapidly by Marco using the hand he still has on his throat to tilt his head a bit and seal their lips together, still fucking and stroking Pecco through his orgasm.

“You’re perfect”

And then his resistance gives up, he’s shooting his load inside his boyfriend, he can feel the hot liquid leak out, probably staining the floor of his motorhome, but he doesn’t care, not when Pecco is repeating his name on loop while kissing him so sweetly.

He pulls out and Pecco almost falls down, his knees did give out in the end, Bez holds him up, releasing his grip on his throat and helping him to the couch.

“Stay here ok? I’ll go grab a water and a snack amore and then i’m gonna run you a bath”

“No stay here”

“Pecco you have to drink and eat something, and you also need to shower, then I promise we’re gonna sleep as long as you want to”

Pecco doesn’t look 100% sure of it, but nods, waiting for Bez to come back with what he promised.

Seeing his boyfriend pace around the kitchen naked with his marks on his skin might just be the reason of his death.

He can’t believe Bez sometimes thinks he’s not beautiful or amazing, he just can’t understand how someone so perfect might think he’s not.

“Staring now Pecchino?”

He blushes takes the water bottle Bez is handing him, almost chugging it down whole.

“Shower then a movie?”

Pecco nods, leaving the water behind and walking, a bit wobbly to the bathroom, Bez following closely behind.

He’s gonna marry him, he knows he is, he can’t imagine his future without Pecco in it.

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