Valentine Western Cowboy

Marc pissing Vale off ALL DAY at the paddock by leaning in close to people who Vale can't fucking stand to see next to his boy, or purposefully talking about how strong Aleix looked when he pulled him uo on the podium in Barcelona

him posting his usual thirst traps on main where he's only in his shorts, chest naked and thighs shining because he's freshly shaved, looking absolutely edible

and Vale just enduring all that and once they're alone he doesn't even give poor Marc the time to register what's happening because he's being mahandled to the bed, clothes already off and Vale sucking on his neck, marking him as a fucking property, hands running up and down his body

then he begans fingering him and tell him he either comes at least twice from that alone or he doesn't get the dick. And Marc can't for the love of God not get the dick and he obliges, but then he's all messy and oversensitive and Vale starts fucking him like a madman, Marc tries to keep quiet but can't, he just keeps on chanting Vale's name like a prayer and once Vale is done with it and came inside him he fingers him again, fucks his come back into him, bites and sucks on his nipples to make Marc absolutely loose his mind, the grip on his thighs is so strong he can already see the bruises forming but he doesn't care

that twink leaves the bed two hours later after loosing his voice, his brain being completely melted and having a plug in to keep Vale inside of him

oh and they have to go to dinner too, so he gotta look presentable at least, not like he just got fucked into net year, but the thing he doesn't know is that that fucking plug it's actually a vibrator which Vale has a remote connected to, and he will turn it on randomly during the dinner, watching Marc struggle so much to keep composure

you know your way to a woman's heart. that was.....chef's kiss 👩🏻‍🍳

overstimulation is very dear to my heart. i think that this and orgasm denial are the two main tools vale uses to punish marc. and it's super effective.

Rosquez, prompt for the word "Dawn"

Phillip Island, 24th October 2016.

Vale dries his hair with the same towel he used for his body, the fabric rough over his scalp. He lets it fall to the floor as he exits the bathroom, uncaring. One of the hotel employees will pick it up later anyway.

He yawns, his muscles sore after a weekend of racing, then grabs clean boxers from his suitcase. The ones he wore last night are probably somewhere on the floor of the hotel room, dirty and discarded, and he doesn't care enough to try and find them. As he pulls the fabric over his hips, the black elastic band cutting his tattoo in half, Vale takes in the view in front of him.

Marc is awake now, laying on his stomach over the covers, illuminated by the rising Australian sun. He hasn't noticed Valentino yet, probably expects him to shower for a little longer. His thick brows are furrowed as he types something on his phone, his teeth biting into his lower lip.

vale isnt listening to a damn thing mar's saying. mar knows it

Heyheyhey I'm done drawing! ✊🏻

But the colour matching has dried my brain So I didn't do more layout design.🫠🫠🫠 I have split them.Everyone is welcome to paste this sinister and evil pattern anywhere😈

Guess who falls after

Race week yeppiiii

same man that said “this man knows lewis hamilton: friends, teammates, childhood buddy, rival, everything but a lover” about brocedes