8 Bookmarked Items in Sete Gibernau
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For the first few years it had been easy enough to pop suppressants every morning, adjust his diet a little bit, and wear the right clothes. It made him neutral, in a way. It was easy to ignore the fact that he was the only Omega on the track. None of the others seemed to particularly care, and if they did, certainly no one was going to utter a word to the reigning World Champion. Valentino didn't act like an Omega—a thing he made a point to avoid in its entirety. He had never felt attached to the identity, anyway. It was a base emotion, an animal desire. He could, like any other obstacle, overcome it with flying colors, and from age seventeen to twenty-four, he did.
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temptation (when the night falls my heart calls for love and devotion) by promise_mp3
Fandoms: Motorcycling RPF
04 Nov 2025
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"You heard me. If you think you can fuck my whore of a husband better, I wanna see."
"You're out of your mind." Casey says, nervous laughter escaping his lips. "Completely crazy."
"Me?" His tone sounds accusatory, almost mocking. "I'm not the one trying to fuck someone else's husband, Casey. So how it's gonna be, are you backing off?"
"Fuck no."
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setevale happy ending :'))
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He has nothing against the older rider, really. It’s just the way he acts around Vale that Luca can’t stand.
It’s not that he’s unpleasant. Oh, no, he’s never unpleasant, not when it comes to Vale. He trips over his own feet the moment Vale is nearby, breaks his neck to catch a glimpse of Vale’s smile, forgets how to speak in anything but the softest, warmest tones where Vale can hear. But the worst is the way he looks at Vale. Luca doesn’t know a word strong enough to convey the sheer depth of longing in his eyes whenever they land on his brother. It’s uncomfortable, to say the least. If Luca were just a tiny bit meaner— or perhaps kinder— he’d tell him to please, for his own sake, get over Vale. Find someone else. Anyone else. He doesn’t know how Vale can stand it, always being looked at like that.
Luca supposes Vale is used to it, in some way. Being loved. But there’s a difference when it’s a random fan, and when it’s someone you know— knew, personally, were friends with once, who you no longer really ever talk to. Except, apparently, to accept an invitation to his house to teach your students about archery.
Why are they here, again?
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- Part 12 of MotoGP Oneshots
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fic of all time actually
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"I know, okay? I know." He whines out in pain again. Sete's weirdly…concerned about him, it seems. There's a pair of hands on his thighs, rubbing small circles, as an attempt to soothe him down. If he's so eager to help him then maybe… "Can you maybe…help me?" His voice shakes more than he would like it when he asks that, but still it feels like something heavy got lifted from his chest.
Or, Valentino goes into heat and he gets fucked and fucked and fucked and fu-
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He doesn’t really know what to say, so he simply puts on a plastic smile and tries to make his subsequent chuckle sound less stilted than it does in his head, just a bit more convincing.
Still studying him, Valentino produces a pack of Marlboros from the deep pockets of his creased slacks, but he doesn’t offer any, still knowing him too well.
“Smoking again?” Sete asks, feeling like an idiot.
Watching Valentino light up his cigarette, chin tilted towards the sky and a placid look on his face, is like watching a long porn sequence shot by a particularly dedicated cameraman. The angle is just right, and the cutting light coming from inside the building highlights all of his features, making them sharper and more firm, just like they were all those years ago under the strobes and the lasers of Amnesia, a club in Ibiza where Valentino used to drag him almost every night.
“I quit every two weeks,” he jokes, and Sete is under the impression that he has shifted closer, somehow, in the span of half a heartbeat.In the year of our lord 2025, Sete and Valentino fuck again.
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Suddenly, he’s still young and unbroken, and Valentino is his Garden of Eden, a vast expanse of possibilities opening up just for him.
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Valentino was ecstatic. The race had ended several hours ago by this point in time, Yet his heart still thudded as if he were still on the tarmac...
(Brno 2003; Valentino and Sete fuck post race)
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“Congrats on the, second place, in eh both of the races.”
“You fucking bastard.”
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Dabbles, scenes and one shots/shorts shots inspired by DAZN's Interview program/Documentary called Cuatro Tiempos (four times/four strokes). Featuring Jorge Martínez "Aspar", Álex Crivillé, Dani Pedrosa, Jorge Lorenzo and Izaskun Ruíz.
Summary for the last piece in here, the others are inside.
7 - Not the dream team - After a strategic decision from Honda, Dani finds himself with a new teammate. Jorge Lorenzo. Honda wanted to light a fire in Dani, but they might have lit the incorrect one. Explicit. Alternate universe - 2010 season, Enemies to lovers, Sex bets, Dani and Jorge as teammates.