Request from danricciardo3 ! Requests will be opened again this week end :)
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"Seb?"
You were both in the kitchen in your house in Austria, preparing tonight's courgette soup. You were following what Heikki, your husband's trainer, had planned. Your two kids were sleeping over at your sister's that night, so the house was particularly quiet. You were glad you had some alone time with him. He was away most of the time and when you were with him, the kids were too. You liked those family moments, of course, but sometimes you wished you could feel again the connection you both had before the twins were born.
"Ja?"
"Don't you think we're settling in a routine?"
He shrugged as he kept on peeling the courgettes.
"I don't know. Maybe. Is it bad though?"
"Everyone knows routine can kill a couple. I feel like we turned forty overnight, you know? We don't do crazy stuff anymore."
"That's because we have responsibilities, now. With the twins, we can't be spontaneous like we were before." He finally left the courgette aside to face you.
"That's the issue. It's always about the twins. I love them but I miss us before we got kids. We never get to spend alone time anymore." You pouted, lying against the sink.
"You mean you missed the time where we could have sex in every room of the house?" Sebastian smirked as he stepped closer to you, his hands holding the sink to trap you between his arms.
"Yes, for instance. Or when we kissed anytime we wanted. We look like an old couple that isn't crazy in love anymore."
"Well, I can assure you I'm still crazy in love with you." His head leaned so his lips brushed against yours. You were in deep need of affection. "You know what? I have an idea of something spontaneous we can do. Something intimate. Something we never did before."
"Hm hm, I'm listening." His mouth was now gently caressing your neck, so close to it but never leaving a kiss. You were growing impatient. Your hands slipped behind his neck to hold yourself straight, the feeling of his lips making you shiver.
"Let's make a sextape."
You laughed out loud, thinking that was a good joke. He straightened himself with a big smirk on his lips.
"I'm serious." He added and you stopped laughing.
"Who are you and what have you done with Sebastian Vettel?"
"I'm just trying to satisfy my lovely wife." He shrugged. God, he was really being serious.
"You're supposed to be responsible! In what world doing a sextape is responsible? Especially for a public person like you are. Have you never read about the Valbuena sextape affair?"
"Come ooon it'll be fun! You're the one acting like an old lady right now. Imagine, when I'm away, you could watch the video..." His body found itself against you, your pelvis against each other. His hands grabbed your waist and once again, his head was in your neck. This time, he left kisses and bites, leaving purple marks all over your neck to your collarbone. "You could touch yourself thinking it's my hands all over you..." Mimicking his words, his hands roamed over your body, touching your breast, your waist, your hips, your butt, your thighs. "I could make you come even when I'm thousands of miles away... Would you cry my name, Y/N?" His fingers brushed against your lady part. You could feel yourself get wet as his fingers touched your clit through your jeans, sending a wave of heat in your body. You grabbed on his hair as you moaned in excitement.
"Let's turn that camera on, then."