Formula 1 One-Shots (II) REQUESTS CLOSED!

Liam Lawson [100]

"Take your shirt of and lay on your stomach." I instruct Liam before I walk into the on-suit bathroom to grab a towel and our massage oil. Giving Liam the towel to place it under his upper body I let a bit of oil drip into my hand to warm it up a bit. I sit down on Liam's lower back to be able to reach his neck easily.

Carefully I place my hands on his shoulders, spreading the oil from there up to his neck before I softly start to knead the tensed muscles. In the beginning just lightly to warm them up a bit, not wanting to make it uncomfortable for Liam before I start to ad some more pressure.

"Hm, right there." He groans when I press down on a certain spot which is clearly harder than the other parts of his back. I carefully let my thumb circling around that spot, trying to lose the tensed muscles there to ease Liam's pain and reduce the risk of a headache for him.

"Good like this?" I ask him, knowing exactly that he loves to be massaged by me, but I like to hear how satisfied he is with it every time. In the time of our relationship, I lost count how many bottles of oil we emptied with this little massaging ritual.

"Already feeling better." He sights relaxed, peaking up to me with one eye and I just wan to lean down to him for a kiss, either pressed to the corner of his lips or his back but before I can move Liam turns under me, almost making me fall off him.

"Liam!" I squeak, followed by a giggle while he just grins at me. Straddling his hips is a position I feel comfortable in, and I do not mind the perfect view on his chest and the defined abs which get more and more visible with each training session. At least I think that Liam improves his form.

"Fancy to work a bit on the front?" Cheekily Liam grins at me and I roll my eyes at his words. I don't mind turning this into something more heated, but I don't want to give Liam everything as easily as he wants to.

"Shove your dirty thoughts away." I slap Liam's chest but let my fingers stay on his skin instead of lifting them again, feeling the warmth under the tips and his heartbeat which is steadily beating against his rips.

"Around you my mind can't think about the sweet stuff, especially not when you touch me like this." Even though Liam mind is already on dirty paths he still grabs my hand to press a few kisses onto my knuckles while giving me his best puppy eyes.

"I give you what you want but just because you asked nicely." I agree on giving his front some attention too. My hands place on his chest before I start tracing the outlines of his muscled abdomen. Liam closes his eyes, just concentrating on my touch and letting me do the work.

Feeling his soft skin under my fingertips makes me smile before I brush both of my thumbs over his already hart nipples. Teasing the pearls, a bit, leading to Liam leaning into my touch. I scratch my fingernails lightly over his skin, a deep moan leaving his and he lifts his hips, pressing his growing erection against my butt to create some desired friction.

For a moment I let him do what he wants to before I slide lower, now being seated on his tights to make some space for my hands. I open the little bow on his jogging pants, grab the waistband of it and the boxershorts below to pull them a bit down. His length is not fully erected yet, but I know that it is not going to take much to make him hard.

My fingers curling around his length already leads to him lulling his head back, his hips bucking upwards because he is impatient. Lightly I stoke over his length, moving my hand up and down to gather some more blood there. My thumb brushed over the tip, spreading the precum to make it more comfortable for Liam.

"You know exactly what you are doing to me." He moans, fingers curling into the duvet while he keeps trying to move his hips to lead my hand where he wants it. I add some more pressure, offering Liam longer strokes from the base to the tip, occasionally teasing his tip a bit.