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Ever since the last lap of the race, Esteban had this feeling blooming inside of him. It was still there, so many hours after the race. He looked up from the drink in his hands and directly into the eyes of Pierre. Pierre. Esteban blushed. And then shook his head. What the fuck was going on? ,,You good over here?", Pierre asked and Esteban almost jumped. Too caught up in his mind to realize that Pierre actually approached him. ,,I'm good, I think. Maybe I should just call it a day. Too many people are so drunk and I... genuinely didn't have realy down time since before the race.", Esteban explained and looked down at the ground. ,,Mind if I join?", Pierre asked, barely audible over the loud music. Esteban looked at Pierre. Some uncertainty, but also hope, hanging between them. ,,I would love that.", Esteban answered and walked over to a nearby table to put his glass down.
Ten minutes later, the door to Esteban's hotelroom closed behind them with a click. ,,This day has been a wild ride.", Esteban mumbled and dropped onto the bed. ,,Tell me about it.", said Pierre and sat down beside him. Esteban looked up, the feeling in him stronger than before. ,,I will need some time to process everything. To process that our dream became reality.", said Esteban and just kept looking at Pierre. ,, We've come a long way." Pierre said and lied down beside Esteban. ,,A long and bumpy way.", Esteban added.
They remained in silence for a moment. ,,You know, after everything that happened...I didn't expect you to say yes to spending time. Also because I've had the champagne and some other drinks.", Pierre said after a while. ,,It felt right. I truly want you to be here and I don't even know why. I just hope that this doesn't stop once the feelings of this race are away.", Esteban countered and smiled slightly. ,,I hope so too. Cause it means we can still hope. Hope that we can go back to being friends.", Pierre said, the last words barely above a whisper. ,,You still hope? After everything we've been through and after how shit I have been to you, I wouldn't have expected you to even want to be near me outside of work.", said Esteban and looked at Pierre with an unreadable expression. ,,Well, I am here, so of course I want to be. Look, Este, I really wanna try to make this work...us work...in whatever way it may be.", Pierre countered and stared at Esteban. ,,I want to try. Maybe it's good that we are not going to be teammates anymore after this season. So that we have more distance if I fail at this.", Esteban mumbled and put his hand on Pierre's. Pierre looked at their hands and instinctively intertwined them.
For a while they just remained in silence, enjoying the feeling of being next to eachother. ,,I feel like I went through a timeskip and we are back to being kids, staying up all night, telling stories and talking about racing in f1.", Pierre said at some point. ,,Do you remember when you were in love for the first time and we practised kissing because you were scared you'd disappoint?", asked Esteban and blushed slightly because of it. Pierre chuckled and hid his face behind his free hand. ,,After that I was so confused, because I thought that I was supposed to be disgusted from kissing a guy...a friend...you...but honestly, I wasn't. Maybe that's why I was fine with Yuki and me being so close and didn't mind fueling it.", Pierre answered. They both turned to face eachother, not letting go of eachothers hand. There was a lot of unspoken tension between them as they looked at each other, lost in thoughts and eachothers eyes. Pierre's gaze dropped to Esteban's lips and back up. Esteban just nodded. Pierre moved even closer and placed his free hand at Esteban's cheek. They both leaned in, smashing their lips together. The kiss was shy at first, both in the process of realization. It quickly was full of outbursting love and happiness they both didn't expect to feel for each other.
,,That was...wtf.", Esteban mumbled out of breath after they ended the kiss. Pierre just smiled, his eyes shimmering with tears. Esteban placed a hand on Pierre's cheek and caressed it gently. ,,I hope this doesn't end. Never. Feels too right.", Pierre whispered and mirrored Esteban's actions. ,,I really want this. Honestly, there has probably always been want in me...I just never really realized and also was too scared to admit it I think. It's not like we've been on amazing terms during the years.", said Esteban and grinned. ,,I think I've never stopped liking you as a friend. Or even more. I honestly always felt something.", Pierre muttered and kissed Esteban again. Esteban deepened the kiss and let his hand slide down to Pierre's side, all the way to his hip. Pierre hummed into the kiss and wrapped an arm around Esteban. ,,I'm scared that this is going to end.", Esteban muttered. ,,Let's just live in the moment now and properly talk about it tomorrow or within the next few days.", Pierre suggested and stroked Esteban's back.
Esteban kissed his way to Pierre's neck. ,,Ugh, you taste like sweat and champagne.", he mumbled against Pierre's neck and wrinkled his nose. Pierre chuckled. ,,Oh I'm so sorry.", Pierre mumbled. ,,It's okay...We could shower...", Esteban whispered into Pierre's ear. Pierre hummed in agreement. ,,I have an idea.", said Pierre and tilted his head. ,,What's on your mind?", asked Esteban and looked at Pierre. ,, I'll get my luggage and stuff here so I don't have to worry about it tomorrow. Then we shower.", answered Pierre and smiled. Esteban smiled. ,,Sounds perfect to me. I'll wait here for you.", said Esteban.
15 minutes later, Pierre knocked at the door again. Esteban, who in the meantime stripped out of his shirt, socks and pants, opened the door and held it open for Pierre. ,,Oh.", said Pierre after he realized Esteban was basically naked. Esteban blushed and watched Pierre put his stuff down. Silence was hanging awkwardly between them as Pierre got a fresh pair of boxers out of his suitcase. ,,Oh god, we are about to both be naked.", Pierre thought and immediately felt blood rush towards lower regions of his body. ,,Let's take a shower or do you rather want to remain bend over your suitcase.", Esteban said loudly behind him and chuckled. Pierre got up and almost dropped his fresh pair of boxers when he saw that he wasn't the only one affected by the tension. Esteban grinned. ,,Can't help it.", he mumbled and watched Pierre strip out of his clothes.
Soon Pierre stood in front of Esteban, only in his boxers and his growing erection evident through the fabric. Esteban pulled Pierre with him into the bathroom and closed the door, just to press Pierre against it. They exchanged passionate kisses, occasionally moaning into them whenever their erections fully touched through the fabric of their boxers. ,,Estie...please.", Pierre mumbled against Esteban's lips. They quickly removed their boxers, their erect cocks now free between them. ,,You are so beautiful.", Pierre mumbled and smiled. ,,So are you.", Esteban countered and pulled Pierre under the shower.
The first water coming out of the shower was cold and made both of them jump. Esteban screeched a little, but immediately laughed like Pierre. ,,Didn't expect the water to be this cold.", Pierre stated and stepped back close to Esteban as the water started to become warmer. For a minute or two they both closed their eyes as the water cascaded down their bodies. Instinctively, Esteban wrapped his arms around Pierre, holding him losely so that the water was still able to reach both their fronts. After some time, Pierre turned off the water and grabbed the shower gel. Esteban watched as Pierre put a generous amount of it on his hands. ,,I'll wash you.", Pierre declared and made Esteban turn around. He started at the back of Esteban's neck and then moved on to his shoulders, then down Esteban's back. Pierre turned Esteban back around and smirked. ,,Do you like this?", he asked. Esteban nodded, looking at him with a mixture of desire and contentment. ,,Please continue." Pierre nodded and moved on to soap Esteban's arms. As Pierre touched Esteban's chest, taking way more time than needed, a moan escaped him. Pierre grinned and moved his hands further down. Just above Esteban's middle, he stopped and lean in to capture Esteban's lips in a kiss. They both moaned into the kiss, grinding their hips together. ,,Let's finish the showering, then we can do more of this.", Pierre mumbled and let go of Esteban.
Once they were both fully covered in soap, Pierre turned the shower back on and then wrapped his arms around Esteban. ,,I don't think I can wait until we are out of the shower.", Esteban admitted and squeezed Pierre's ass. ,,We don't have to wait.", Pierre mumbled and slid his hand between them to wrap it around Esteban's cock. Esteban hissed and mirrored Pierre's actions. He wrapped his hand around Pierre's cock and started to jerk Pierre off in sync. Their moans grew louder, muffled down in volume by the water around them and the heated kisses they exchanged.
,,Oh god.", Esteban mumbled in sensation as Pierre kissed his way down to his collarbone. The sensation of this newfound sensation and the faster pace Pierre set, stroking, made them both come closer and closer to the edge. ,, I'm...I...oh my...", Pierre stammered, stumbling over his words in sensation. Esteban grinned and used his other hand to caress and gently squeeze Pierre's ass. ,,Pierreeee.", Esteban muttered into Pierre's ear as the latter used his other hand to caress and squeeze his balls.
Their orgasms washed over them almost at the same time, both moaned loudly and stammered each others names as their seed splashed out and was immediately mixed with the water, still running down their bodies. ,,This felt so good.", Esteban mumbled and pulled Pierre close. ,,Your touch feels too right.", Pierre said and planted kisses on Esteban's shoulder. Shortly after that, they turned off the water and looked at each other. The uncertainty and fear still seemed present between them, but mixed with glimmers of hope, love and want. Esteban handed Pierre a towel after they both had stepped out of the shower. In silence they both dried off, wrapping their heads around the scenes that happened just some minutes ago. What did this mean? Are they going to be able to be? Is this going to work?
A lot of questions ran through their minds and neither of them felt sure and confident enough to say something about it. They both decided to just feel and not worry about it now. ,,I assume we sleep naked?", Pierre asked and tilted his head. Esteban chuckled. ,,I would be fine with that.", he replied and opened the bathroom door, the steam immediately finding it's way out of the room.
In bed, they both snuggled up close to each other. ,,I hope we...make this work. Because I don't wanna loose you.", Pierre mumbled and caressed Esteban's cheek. ,,I hope so too. I...We...There doesn't need to be bad blood between us again.", Esteban exclaimed and smiled. There both were well aware that a lot of things ahead were not going to be easy. But on the other hand they knew they'd make it work. Just like they did being teammates while not being on good terms at all. ,,Let's try to take things slow until winter break and then we'll figure everything properly out.", Pierre suggested. Esteban smiled and nodded, followed up with a yawn. ,,Sounds perfect to me.", he said and wrapped his arm tighter around Pierre.
When they woke up the next morning, they couldn't believe that the things that happened last night where real. But there still was the feeling of hope, hope that they'd make it work. Hope that they were able to be a couple, despite all past issues and against all odds.