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It had been two weeks since you had furiously fucked Mick in the locker room after that charity game, which meant it was exactly two weeks since you had fucked Mick and been listened to and caught by Sebastian Vettel. 

Your face still felt like it was going to burn off of your skull every time you remembered it. You wished the embarrassment would just swallow you whole. Since the game, you had been to the paddock twice, dropping your chin to your chest anytime you saw a glimpse of green. Mick still hadn’t told you what they’d talked about so casually after Mick had spent minutes cumming inside you, but whatever it was it made Mick get a wicked smile, and he managed to tease you with the hidden info every chance he could. 

You were sitting on a couch with Mick in the Alfa Romeo hospitality wing when you were forced to acknowledge Seb again while wanting to sink into the floor. 

“Hello, you two. So nice to see you.” Seb winked at you, and you sighed as you felt your face so obviously heat up. Honestly, you could never play it cool. 

Mick nodded from his place beside you on the couch, the hand he had resting on your knee squeezed the joint. You tried to focus solely on the lines of his knuckles, hoping that if you stared long enough and hard enough you could transcend reality and escape your embarrassment. You tried not to listen and they slipped into their native tongue, their jovial tones sounding playful. 

You loved listening to Mick speak German, and oh when he spoke French... it didn’t matter that you didn’t understand either language, it was just hot.  But Sebastian Vettel speaking German? You could feel your teeth grinding as you clenched your jaw. It was so sexy. He had a smooth voice, and while he always sounded playful or friendly, he also always sounded sure of himself regardless of what language he spoke, that tone was there. It made the girl in you who had watched him win his championships wonder if he was that sure of himself all the time. Would he sound the same way when telling you to get on your knees? 

“We’d love that, wouldn’t we baby?” Mick squeezed your knee again, pulling you from your dirty trance. 

“I’m sorry, still jetlagged. What were you saying?” You glanced at Seb, quickly glancing back at Mick as you saw the older man smirking down at you. 

“I invited Seb to our room,”

“I said I didn’t want to intrude-”

“But really we insist, right?” You nodded numbly, not sure why Seb was being invited to your suite. “I told him about the view, how it must be the penthouse suite. Thought we could have some drinks.” You nodded along with Mick’s words, completely caught off guard.

Fuck, a whole evening with Seb when you could barely look at him? 

When Seb had left, and you had helplessly waved goodbye to him, you turned to Mick. 

When you felt like you could form coherent thoughts again, you snapped at Mick. “Okay, what the fuck is going on?” 

“I’ll explain later.”

“No, now.”

“Now isn’t the time, and behave yourself.” Mick warned. “You’re going to enjoy it, so don’t worry yourself.”

Before you could push any further about it, Mick was called into a meeting with his team, leaving you sitting there very confused. 

-

Later that night, you stood looking out the glass wall of you and Mick’s suite. It was dark, and somehow the glass didn’t have horrific glare, so you could enjoy the cityscape even though the light in the corner was on. Your fingers pinched the edge of your dress where it fell to mid thigh. You had showered and changed right as you got back from the paddock, now wearing a black dress that had little daisies all over it. It was cute, and casual. You didn’t want anything constrictive on. You had a whole awkward drinks thing to sit through. 

The door to the bathroom opened, steaming billowing out before Mick stepped out. 

“Quite an entrance.” 

Mick laughed. Then motioned for you to come closer to where his clothes were laid out for him to change into. “Come.”

You obediently joined him on the other side of the room as he pulled his pants on, pulling a sweater over his chest before putting one heavy, large hand on your shoulder. 

“Baby, Seb and I have been talking-”

“You always talk.”

“Yes, but, we’ve been talking about you.”

“What? Me- why?” You felt your heartbeat speeding up. 

“We’ve noticed, baby,” you shook your head before Mick gave you a pointed look to shup up. “We’ve noticed the way you look at Seb, and after hearing us last week... We thought you might want to try something out.”

You looked at Mick for a long few seconds, trying to decipher whether he was being serious or not. 

He laughed in your face. “I’m serious, love. We’ve noticed, and then I was talking to one of your friends a few weeks ago at that party we went to and just mentioned Seb and she went on and on about how he was like your idol when you were a teen- and it all made sense.”

“That bitch. Some friends of mine.”

“Baby, please focus.” Mick cupped your face in his hands, giving you a firm, quick kiss on your mouth. “We were thinking you might like to try something a bit different.” You nodded along, getting more curious by the second. “I want to- and he too, i want him to fuck you in front of me.”

“Am i dead?” You blurted out. You felt like you were in another dimension. You knew that Mick got turned on by jealousy, but something this deep was unbelievable, even for him and he was the most adventurous man you’d ever known.

Mick burst out laughing, trying very hard to not let go of your shoulders and compose himself. “You are very much alive, and we’d like to make you feel it more so.”

You thought about it for a full minute, the silence dragging between the two of you before you nodded, “yes. I want it too.”

Mick smiled at you, “I knew it. He should be here in a few minutes. I’ll get the door and let him know everything he needs to know.”

Mick had just finished his sentence when there was a knock at the door. He flashed you a smile before turning to walk to the other end of the open suite towards the door.

“Mick!” You blurted out, running to him and throwing your arms around him. You grabbed his face, looking him in his eyes, “I love you, so, so much.” You gently kissed his lips, feeling him melt into you.

“I know, my love. You know you are my heart.” He was always so sweet, even when he was about to have another man fuck you in front of him. He kissed your nose before untangling from you.

You watched him open the door, letting Seb in, the two Germans speaking very quickly and quietly together. When their conversation came to a stop, Mick slapped Seb on the shoulder, moving around him. He didn’t look at you, just walked to the few couches facing the bed. He sat down, pulling out his phone. You were so focused on Mick that you didn’t realize Seb was in front of you until he was deeply in your personal space.

“Hello, darling.” His hand came up to rest on your collarbone, creeping up so he was holding the side of your neck, his thumb putting pressure on a point that you didn’t know you had, making you tilt your head. “You are stunning.”

You weren’t sure whether or not you were still breathing as he leaned in, his lips just barely grazing yours before he leaned completely in, making you gasp as his lips pressed so firmly to yours, his tongue pushing in between your lips. It took a minute, but your brain caught up and you found yourself clutching him by his arms as his stayed on your neck and around your waist, holding you firmly to him.

Seb began walking you backwards towards the bed. You continued sucking on his lips and nipping at him as he skillfully kissed you. He was such a good kisser, you could feel how wet you were getting. His mouth on yours made you wonder how good it could be on other parts of you.

Your knees hit the bed, and you grabbed at Seb, your muffled gasp getting swallowed into his mouth. He pulled away from you before pushing you back on to the bed. You let yourself fall, your back flat on the mattress with your legs hanging off. Seb leaned over you, unceremoniously pulling the bottom of your dress up and over your head.

You crossed your hands across your midsection, suddenly feeling very shy. You’d wished that the light were off or something, you weren’t sure. Seb put a knee on the bed next to your hip, leaning down over you to kiss your cheek before peppering kisses down your neck.

His nose nudged your earlobe as he whispered “you are so stunning.”

You let your arms fall to your sides, tracing the sides of Seb’s body as you began pulling on the sweater he was wearing. He leaned back, sitting up above you, to pull it off. He leaned back over you, kissing you again. You put one arm around his shoulders to keep him close, the other traces a path down his chest and stomach to his pants. With one hand you unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his pants.

“You’re good at this, huh?” Seb teased and nipped at your earlobe.

“Mick trained me well.”

Seb moaned in your ear, kissing his way down on your neck and chest. He kissed the bit of breast that wasn’t covered by your bra, going right past it without bothering to remove the thing. Instead he slowly slid down your body and the bed, until he was on his knees on the floor between your spread legs.

You looked over at Mick as Sebastian touched the back of your knees, spreading you to kiss you through the material of your panties. Mick was sitting, fully dressed, squeezing himself through his jeans. He was breathing very hard, his hand holding his head up as he seemed to be struggling for control. The gentle tug of your panties off your hips made you refocus on the man between your legs. 

Sebastian caressed your hips before pulling you forward so you hung off the bed more. He threw each leg of his shoulders so he was bracketed between your thighs before leaning in to eat you out. You moaned as the first lick teased your entrance. He continued tracing the tip of his tongue around your opening because flattening it to drag it across your entrance and up to your clit. When his tongue touched your clit he pushed the tip of his tongue against it, swirling it around your clit before leaning in to give a gentle suck. 

You had no choice but to take it, trying hard not to move your hips or tense your legs with him in between them. He was just so good, and your moans had to confirm that. When you looked over at Mick again, his dick was out of his pants and he was stroking himself with his eyes closed, pleasuring himself to your moans. 

You moaned loud and let your head drop back, your back arching as the sudden intrusion of Seb’s finger made your clenching pussy feel so deliciously full. You shuddered at the thought of actually being full. You sighed as you felt the finger pulled from you, and Seb’s lips brushed against your hip. He pushed your side, signaling you to scramble up the bed. When you got your head on the pillows you noticed that the man above you was completely naked. He must’ve taken off his clothes while eating me out. 

Seb grinded down on you as he kissed you, letting you feel every inch of him as he fit against your body. A gentle hand on your chest pushed you down firmly on the bed as he sat up between your legs. You looked down at where he was pulling your legs up, spreading you so he could get inside. You whined and grumbled a bit when you saw he had put on a condom, but Mick’s voice interrupted your sex drunk tantrum. 

“No, baby. Remember that’s not my dick.” Your cheeks heated up as your head cleared a bit, and blew a kiss to Mick, feeling more grounded as you looked into Mick’s big baby blue eyes. 

“Wouldn’t want any confusion now would we?” You moaned at the implication of the comment and the feeling of Seb pushing into you for the first time. 

Seb leaned over on to you, wrapping his arms around you. He grinded down into you, not yet pulling from you to start a rhythm. You moaned into his mouth, kissing him as he continued moving his hips. You could feel how hard he was inside of you, and how he filled you. Seb propped his forearms up on the side of your head while you took the hint and crossed your ankles behind his back. He slowly pulled from you before abruptly pushing back in. You moaned as he continued to move to and from you. 

It felt surreal, fucking Sebastian Vettel while your boyfriend Mick watched. You turned your head to take in Mick. His legs were spread, he had sunk down the loveseat a bit and he was stroking himself to the same rhythm that Seb was fucking you. You moaned as you realized his eyes were locked on where Sebastian kept filling you. 

Sebastian built up a faster rhythm, Mick’s hand following. It looked obscene, the way Mick was fully dressed but had his dick out. He was so focused on how Seb was taking you. You felt lips suck your earlobe before you heard Sebastian’s voice in your ear. “Moan my name.”

The soft command was so hot you couldn’t help but instantly moan his name while still looking at Mick. Mick’s hand sputtered to a stop, gripping the base of his dick, his grip tighter. Oh, you thought, Daddy is really enjoying this. With Mick’s dirty turn on now apparent to you, you continued whining and moaning Sebastian’s name, Sebastian moaning in your ear as he picked up the pace, now burying you in the bed underneath him. You cried out as your orgasm hit, the sensations around the room too much for you to handle. Seb froze, pushing so deeply between your legs that your hips lifted, and you felt him twitching inside you. Not filling me.  

Sebastian kissed you sweetly before pulling out of you, rolling on to his back to catch his breath. You whined as your head rolled to Mick’s direction. You groped your breasts, pulling off your bra while keeping your legs spread. You hoped he could see the wetness glistening between your thighs. 

He was stroking himself and when his eyes finally reached your face, he called to you. “Crawl to Daddy.” You whined, your legs feel cramped open, but a hard smack to your inner thigh had them closing right up. 

Seb laughed before waving his finger at you. “Go on, behave and do as he says.” 

You whined as you let yourself slide off the bed, landing on your knees on the carpeted floor before crawling to Mick’s seat. You came up between his legs, resting your elbows on his spread knees before you lowered your head to swallow him down. Mick moaned and grabbed your head, pushing you down on his hardness until you felt him in your throat. His cock pulsed and his cum slipped down your throat while you tried to breathe through your nose. When he finally stopped twitching, you pulled off of him, gasping for air as your cheek rested on his clothed thigh. You looked at the dick in your face, watching it stay hard and licking your lips, breaking the spit string between yourself and Mick. 

He felt a hand stroking your hair, and heard Mick and Seb’s voices, but it felt like you were in a bubble. You rubbed your cheek against Mick’s thigh, whining almost like a purr as you heard some more words before you heard the door open and shut close. The hand in your hair paused.