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He can almost hear the 'Going my way?' in that familiar Australian twang as Mark pulls his car up next to him. It’s enough to make him roll his eyes in exasperated fondness.

Fernando raps his knuckles once, twice, against Mark's helmet in greeting and swings his leg over and into the cockpit, settling as comfortable as possible on the side of the Red Bull. Conscious to keep his leg away from bumping into anything important, he relishes the thrill at having to push it softly against Mark's right arm.

Mark’s driving is noticeably different; he’s restrained, careful. Which is to be expected, of course, but it still gives Fernando a small burst of warmth deep within his chest to think that it’s all for him. That the last thing Mark wants is to hurt him. He grins widely and tightens his grip on the car.

They effortlessly glide along, Mark’s body heat seeping through the material of his overalls, warming Fernando’s calf. Soon, too soon, they pull into Mark’s third place spot in the parc fermé, and Fernando can’t stop the feeling of regret from curling up around his heart. He could have ridden around with Mark for hours. In fact, he’d really love nothing more.

Fernando carefully hops off the car, his hand already reaching out to grab Mark’s. Their fingers slide together, immediately fitting between one another with ease.

Mark’s eyes are crinkled at the corners; he’s smiling, Fernando notes as he counts down a couple of seconds in his head – the appropriate time that they can keep their hands clasped without drawing attention – before reluctantly pulling away. The moment truly shattered when Lewis bounds up to them.

He sighs inwardly. Time to be professional again.





Jenson traces Sebastian’s jaw; dipping and trailing his fingers down his neck, leaving sticky white frosting in their path. He stops when he reaches Sebastian’s clavicle, rests his fingertips lightly against the smooth skin, and just listens.

Sebastian’s breathing is shaky, and short soft puffs of air escape from between his lips in quick succession. His eyes are tightly closed, blonde lashes fanned out above flushed cheekbones. Not for the first time, Jenson is struck by how angelic Sebastian looks.

He lowers his head and darts his tongue out to taste the long smear stretching the length of Sebastian’s neck. He follows the stripe of sweetness upwards, briefly sucking at his adam’s apple. Sebastian squirms in delight, his endless energy always so infectious. So much so, Jenson’s often found himself in some pretty interesting situations over the last few years because of it. But this time, well, Jenson wants to do things his way.

“Jenson,” Sebastian moans, “Ich will…”

Jenson shifts up and grinds his hips hard into Sebastian’s own, causing the slighter man beneath him to throw his head back onto the pillow and open his legs wider around Jenson’s thighs.

“Now, now, Seb,” Jenson chides with a grin, “This is about what I want. I did just win my 200th race, after all.”

Jenson sticks his finger deep into the slice of cake nestled amongst the covers next to them. Scooping up moist sponge, sprinkles, and icing; he thoroughly coats Sebastian’s lips with the gooey mixture. His teasing precision dragging out a whine from the young German’s throat.

Once satisfied, Jenson cups Sebastian’s jaw and sucks his bottom lip into his mouth. He runs his tongue along the plump flesh, drinking in the sugary warmth that explodes over his taste buds, before deepening the kiss.

Sebastian groans and arches up, immediately slipping his hands down the back of Jenson’s jeans and digging his nails into the firm swell of his arse as he greedily seeks out every last bit of wet heat from Jenson’s mouth.

When they part, Sebastian flops back down onto the bed, his large eyes shining. “We’re going to need more cake,” he says, accent thickened.

“Good lad,” Jenson laughs.





The dreams started one week after Ayrton’s death.

He thought nothing of them to begin with. He was missing his friend, his mentor, and he was hurting. It was normal. In fact, that first glimpse of Ayrton’s soft smile and dark eyes had been a relief.

“I’m glad you’re okay, Rubinho,” Ayrton had said, gripping Rubens' shoulders tightly. Rubens could feel the pressure of his fingers, smell the soft scent of his aftershave and count the freckles scattered across his nose; all as if he was really there in front of him. He woke up the next morning rested and, remarkably, with his heart feeling a little less heavy.

The dreams continued from that moment onwards. Not every night, but always when he needed them. Needed him.

“Pole position!” Ayrton laughed, the night after qualifying at Spa. Ayrton’s overwhelming joy the easy reassurance he needed and the sincere praise he wanted.

When Rubens scored his first career win in Germany, Ayrton hugged him. “About time,” he whispered in Rubens' ear, glowing with pride and happiness.

He woke up crying that particular morning.

It hadn’t been easy, moving on. He got older, much to Ayrton’s constant amusement, married the love of his life, had two wonderful children - yet the dreams never stopped.

“Look after Jenson, he’s going to be big,” Ayrton told him sternly, hands on his hips, when the young Brit became his teammate.

“How’s Felipe doing?” He asked, worried and heartbroken after the small Ferrari driver’s crash in Hungary.

“I can’t believe how tall Bruno has got,” Ayrton wistfully admitted to him on the day of Bruno’s birthday, more pensive than Rubens had seen him in years.

And, the one he’s heard over and over, “Tell Gerhard that I…” A confession that always goes unsaid.

Rubens still dreams about Ayrton, still talks to him. Maybe it’s unhealthy to be so invested with his imagination’s version of a man he didn’t know for as long as he would have liked; a ghost from his past.

But he’s never had a greater friend, and probably never will.

Date: 2011-10-23 09:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] charmsey1228.livejournal.com
All of these were wonderful and made me smile! Thank you. But I have to say that I love the Jenson/Sebi moment you have created. I can just see it happening.

Thank you for sharing with us!: )

Date: 2011-10-23 10:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silentchord.livejournal.com
Thank you so much! I'm glad you enjoyed them. :D

Haha, well, we all know how Jenson is with cake. Add Seb to the mix, and I just couldn't resist. ;D

Cheers again! ♥

Date: 2011-10-26 01:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] beyondallreason.livejournal.com
Well I came for the Jen/Seb and fell in love with the Rubens AYrton

Date: 2011-10-27 03:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silentchord.livejournal.com
Ahh, i'm happy to hear that. Thank you for reading! ♥

Date: 2011-11-04 01:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] theruo.livejournal.com
I thought I had left a comment on these, but no. Sorry! :x

I love the Rubens one, it's so, so achingly good. Perfect. And I am compelled to click when I see Jenson's name in a pairing, more so with each passing day ;) This is yummy.... he really is the sex. Well done :D

Date: 2011-11-04 01:44 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silentchord.livejournal.com
Oh, don't be silly. There's no need to apologise!

Thank you so much. I really enjoyed writing the Rubens one. It came to me whilst I was in the middle of another fic, and flowed so easy.

Haha, cheers. I have to admit, I never thought i'd end up writing Jenson/Sebastian. They're not a ship that would usually appeal to me, but they're so annoyingly cute! XD

Date: 2011-11-04 02:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] walover165.livejournal.com
Mark and Fernando. <3 THEY WOULD HAVE WORKED AS TEAMMATES. IT WOULD HAVE WORKED ;______________;

(Although please tell me you've seen the Los Minidrivers take on this, it's rather hilarious.)

Love the Rubens one. The dreams. ;________;

Date: 2011-11-04 04:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silentchord.livejournal.com
I AGREE. /cries

Haha, I have! Maybe i'll write an alternate version where Fernando takes advantage to scope out the competition. ;D

Thank you! ♥

Date: 2011-11-05 02:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dazzlerfemme.livejournal.com
Nice drabbles. I love Mark/Fernando as you must know by now. But you made me like Jenson/Seb too, which must be because of your writing.

Methinks I need to write them more often (Jens/Sebi I mean)!!! Thanks for sharing these.

Date: 2011-11-05 09:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silentchord.livejournal.com
Thank you ♥ Haha, I do indeed. ;D Ooh, really? That's a huge compliment!

My pleasure. Again, thank you for reading. I'm so glad you enjoyed them.

Date: 2011-11-08 09:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] larapidez.livejournal.com
Oh... wow.
Err, the last drabble isn’t as sad as I expected it to be. Actually, I really like the idea. The... obsession isn’t healthy for sure, but it fits Rubens so perfectly. *enjoys the shiver running down her spine *
I LOVE the first drabble. Actually, it’s just like my little fantasy that was created the moment I spotted them. I was hoping so desperately someone will fanfic it and you did, yay! :D And the way you did it... * goes all awww * It’s so simple, it’s just a description of events how they went – but it holds something so powerful. (Yes, I’m smitten, I know, don’t remind me.)
Thanks for sharing those amazing ideas of yours! :)

Date: 2011-11-09 11:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silentchord.livejournal.com
It wasn't my intention to make it overtly sad, so i'm glad you picked up on that. I just liked the idea of Rubens always having Ayrton with him, but not necessarily in a spiritual 'I feel his presence when I drive' sort of way. If that makes sense, hah.

I'm surprised not more fics popped up after they did it! It lends itself to so many sweet, or potentially hot, moments.

My pleasure. Thank you for reading them. :D

Jesse

Date: 2011-12-20 03:51 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Wow. I love sebson fic. Very nicely writen.Good job! ;) :)))

Re: Jesse

Date: 2011-12-21 12:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silentchord.livejournal.com
Thank you very much! :D

Date: 2012-03-16 09:38 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cat-jensonlover.livejournal.com
Really late on commenting but I love all your fics!

Anything that involes Jenson automatically gets clicked by me cause he is soooo damn hot! And I loved that fic - you didn't fail with the hotness there but I have to say that Rubens/Ayrton was my fave one - I love how he is there to give little snippets of advice and to mock - just like he was still there!

Much love for these! Adore your writing style!

Date: 2012-03-28 06:52 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silentchord.livejournal.com
Thank you! Jenson/Seb/Cake really had to happen sooner or later, haha.

I'm glad you liked the Rubens/Ayrton one, too. It was by far my favourite to write.

Thank you again for reading and taking the time to comment, I really appreciate it. ♥

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