Formula 1 One-Shots (I)

Arthur Leclerc-One rule

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WARNINGS: NSFW
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Since Arthur and I moved together e can barely keep our hands by ourselves. We had sex in every room of our apartment, but we can't get enough from each other. In the last years we always had to be silence or limit our love making because there were always other people around us. But now we have a lot of space for ourselves.

Arthur is doing his daily workout in the living room and of course I am watching him from the couch. He didn't put on a shirt because he knows exactly that I love watching his trained torso. The sweat glitters slightly on his muscles and my thoughts turning into naughty ones, Arthur suddenly stands right in front of me and pulls me out of my fantasies.

"Satisfied with what you see?" he asks, reaching for my hand and placing it on his abs with a cheeky grin.

"I think you still have too much clothing on." I giggled and let my fingernails drive over the ridges and bumps of his muscles.

"That can be changed very quickly." With a quick movement Arthur is over me and presses me on the back. His hands go right under the sweater I wear, and his lips lie on mine.

Immediately Arthur makes me feel that he is the dominant, because his tongue is pushing into my mouth and I have no chance to react properly to it. We only loosen up for a short moment, then I lie there with free torso.

Arthur's hand lays on my breast, begins to massage it and from time to time he pinches his fingers into my nipples. The moaning that comes over my lips is dampened by Arthurs mouth. I also want my hands to wander over his body, but Arthur grabs my hands and pushes them over my head into the couch.

"No touching! This is the only rule. If you touch me, you don't get anything." Surprised, my eyes widen, but I leave my arms over my head as Arthur loosens his hands and sits up easily.

His mouth lowers on my neck, which he wanders down with a trace of sucking and nibbling. In some places he pauses, listens to the whimpering that comes out of my throat and then continues.

I already feel the need to bury my fingers in his hair, but I hold back. If Arthur says I'm not going to come, if I touch him, I know he's serious about this.

Arthur continues to mark my body down and decorates me with different sized hickeys. Arriving at my shorts, he detaches his mouth from me and pulls the last garments off my body in one go.

He licks his lips briefly before grinning at me and then begins his work on my middle. Arthur doesn't stay long with little kisses, instead he licks through my folds.

Trembling, I reach into one of the pillows that lies near my head and try to resist the urge to reach into Arthur's hair.

Again, and again, Arthur lets his tongue slide over my most sensitive place and makes me a moaning mess. I stretch my hip slightly towards him, but Arthur quickly stops me again and pushes it relentlessly down.

Just before I reach my climax, Arthur loosens his mouth and pulls up to me.

"You keep yourself brave," he grins, before continuing with his torture. This time his fingers are also used and, in a few seconds,, I am again close to my peak. For a moment, my mind turns off and my hand wanders slightly into Arthur's hair.

He immediately detaches from me, which makes me realize what just happened. Arthur bends over me and shakes his head slightly.

"Have you forgotten the rule I told you?" A quiet "no." leaves my lips, I know exactly what he asked for and I broke it.

"Then you know what the consequences are." Arthur's voice sounds dark and I close my eyes. It's going to be a long night.

Without hesitate for a long time, Arthur leads his erection to my middle and pushes himself completely into me with one movement of his hip. Moaning, my eyes turn upwards, I didn't expect that.

Normally Arthur would stay still for a moment, but today he seems to have other plans. He quickly picked up a relentless rhythm, pushing me back to the brink of a climax. But again, Arthur slows down his movements until the orgasm moves back into the distance.

The room is filled with our wheezing, my never-ending whimpers after more and in between there is always a moaning from Arthur.

Arthur sits down on his knees and raises my hip to penetrate me at a different angle. My chest bends slightly upwards and I want to have my hand wander down my body to give me a release myself, but Arthur slaps my hand away before she can reach her destination.

Again, and again Arthur's length hits against the best points in my body and slowly I feel like I can't stand much anymore. Again, just before an orgasm and again, Arthur doesn't let it get that far.

He lets me sink back to the couch before he bends over me and murmurs into my ear.

"What do you think of a deal." Weakly, I open my eyes and look at him. I would just do anything to get an orgasm, so I nod.

"You just have to be a little louder my beauty. If you're louder, I'll give you what you want,"" he almost purrs into my ear, giving a kiss underneath.

Again, I can only nod, but Arthur seems to expect a real answer, because he grabs my chin and looks at me in a prompt manner.

"Please." I can only breathe and fortunately he seems this to be enough.

"On your knees," he told me and gives me a little space so I can turn around. At first, I lean on my elbow, but as soon as Arthur is back in me, I let my torso sink completely.

I feel overstimulated from the beginning by the many times Arthur hasn't let me come, but this time I would give everything to get my release.

Arthurs starts to grind into me a lot more slowly this time, but the first lustful noises begin to leave my lips.

Step by step Arthur increases his pace, but I don't seem to be loud enough for him, because his grip around my hip becomes firmer before he bends forward a little and gives a kiss on my back.

"Come on. I want the neighbors to hear you scream." Arthur's words drive goosebumps across my body and I really try to live up to his demands.

When Arthur then lets his hand wander between my legs, I can't hold it anymore and with a loud "Arthur!" on my lips I finally get to my climax.

Arthur needs a few more thrusts until he, too, come to his high and release himself in several waves. Carefully Arthur withdraws from me, gets up and comes back a few moments later with a washcloth. He lovingly cleans my thighs before pulling the sweater over my head and putting his arms around me.

"Was that too much?" he asks anxiously, referring to my still slightly trembling legs.

"It was intense, but not too much," I reassure him, after which he breathes a gentle kiss on my temples.

"Well come, let's go to sleep," says a few minutes later, carrying me to the bedroom. After a few minutes I have already fallen asleep and do not wake up until the sun is back in the sky.

Arthur is already awake and looks at me lovingly as his hand strokes through my hair.

"Morning. " I mutter, lean up a little to give him a little kiss and then let me sink back into the pillows.

We cuddle for a few minutes, then Arthur reaches for his mobile phone and immediately starts laughing.

"I think we were a little too loud yesterday," he grins, holding up his phone, which shows a message from Charles.

You were obviously too busy yesterday to hear the bell... I hope your neighbors have good earplugs.