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During his time driving in Formula one George has built his own routines for constant traveling, and race weekends. But now it’s 2025 and for the first time he has another omega to look after in his closest circle.
Kimi wouldn’t have dared to ask, so George had offered his company without any pressure to accept. It was an old, unwritten rule that younger omegas didn’t bother the older ones on the team if the more experienced omega didn’t initiate the relationship. The Italian looks for his guidance, George often noticing him subtly copying the British omega’s example in unfamiliar situations.
He had taken the offer. In Melbourne he had arrived to George’s room, carrying his own pillows, and quietly Kimi had worked on the nest, creating them a comfortable space to rest in. Sometimes they talk, sometimes they are both doing their thing in the shared space, but he appreciates this bond with another omega.
It’s another comfortable hotel room, and they’d have a quiet evening before needing to catch their flight out.
”Can I ask you something?” Kimi comes from the bathroom, still drying his hair with a white towel. He is in a t-shirt, and a pair of sweats, fluffy socks covering his feet.
”Of course." He really doesn’t have many topics he wouldn’t be willing to dive into with Kimi. They have talked about their families, homesickness always being a little ghost in the background. The prejudices, opinions that omegas are too delicate to do something like F1 still exist, but by trusting each other they can keep defying them every day.
”It’s kinda personal. You don’t need to say anything if you don’t want.”
”Okay.”
”How it feels…” He looks away, and finds George’s eyes again, forcing himself to continue, ”Have sex with an alpha. Does it hurt?”
”Who is the guy?” That’s his immediate reaction, and George could have really arranged his words better in his head. ”I’m sorry. That was rude of me. You don’t need to tell if you don’t want.”
Kimi’s dark eyes study him carefully. He is aching, George understands, wanting to share this sweet, heavy secret of his.His mind is working, going through familiar faces and wondering who is it. Maybe one of the F2 alphas, or a boy waiting at home. "I won’t say anything to anybody.”
The Italian lets out a sigh, and drops himself on the bed, pulling a heavy blanket over his legs. "Ollie and I have been together for a few months now.”
Hearing that name is a relief, but it doesn’t silence his protective instict. George leads, and his inner omega follows, but they both want Kimi to be good and relaxed and happy.
”Is he pressuring you to sleep with him? There is a blade under those words, and he doesn’t mind Kimi noticing it.
Nobody needs those old traditions, omegas having to wear an imaginary chastity belt until mating. George likes Ollie a lot, but he is still a hormonal, young alpha, who is learning to control his basic instincts. If Ollie was pushing the other omega to do things he is not ready to face yet, George would have a few carefully chosen words with the alpha.
”Oh, no, nothing like that. I’m just curious. The internet can be scary.”
Oh, sex advice then. George can do that.
”It can be a little uncomfortable at first, but it shouldn’t hurt. There is no shame in using lube. Foreplay is important too, and your partner shouldn’t just stick it in. So many people still imagine that you don’t need to bother when you are with an omega.”
”Ollie is not like that.”
”Of course he isn’t, but I want you both to have a good experience.”
”Are alphas really big?” Who knows where Kimi has wandered during his internet explorations? The question is a little funny yes, but there is nothing funny in his worried eyes. He is a virgin, and they likely haven’t moved much further from holding hands, and sharing simple kisses.
It’s a strong possibility that he hasn’t seen an alpha dick in real life.
”It varies. Your body knows what to do though. But sex doesn’t need to be penetrative. You can do hands or mouths too. It’s all about what you both are comfortable with.”
George can put encouraging words together, but he is aware of his own cynical attitude. He hasn’t ever been in a proper relationship, because alphas seem like a distraction, something that would surely keep him from reaching his goals. He fucks enough to stay focused, because not all physical urges can be satisfied with his own fingers or toys.
For a while his friends with benefits arrangement with Lewis has been working just fine. Lewis respects his ambitious attitude, and George as a driver, and doesn’t mumble silly things about mating bites and babies in the heat of the moment.
”You have birth control, right? It might be best to go double, and use a condom too. It’s easier to relax, when you don’t need to worry about babies.”
Kimi goes a little flushed.
”And if he wants to do anal, you don’t have to…” Kimi winces at that, his scent going bland. He is jumping from the bed, and going for his water bottle, taking sips to try and calm himself down.
”Nobody mentioned doing… That.” He has clearly had a romantic, traditional scene in his mind, and nothing is wrong with that, but George likes him prepared.
”You don’t have do to it, or anything else if you don’t want, but he might bring it up”, George continues, gently, ”you have to talk about this with him. You need to able to talk and communicate.”
He doesn’t do anal either, and Lewis is not stupid enough to suggest it, but Oliver might be curious.
”Shouldn’t you do compromises?”
”No. Not that like of compromises. If he wants anal, and you don’t, he is the one who has to give up.” George’s voice is heavy now. He is not going to try to stop Kimi from going out there, and living his life, but he shouldn’t think making an alpha’s penis happy is the only goal.
”But the most important thing is taking care of each other. Sex is great with the right partner, but the intimacy afterwards is even better.”
”I think I’d like to wait a little. I don’t want to have baby scares.” The younger omega puts the bottle away, and returns to the bed, carefully nuzzling George’s shoulder. George puts his fingertips on Kimi’s neck, just a simple touch showing his fondness for their bond, and purrs a little.
Twice George had driven one or two European cities away, and bought pregnancy tests, pretending his face wasn’t famous at all, and he wasn’t scared out of his mind. It had been more than enough. Nowadays nothing kills his mood faster than an alpha getting fussy about using a condom.
He is cold, something some would call even mean and knows that, but he doesn’t want or need to share that attitude with Kimi. He is bright-eyed and hopeful, still kinda innocent despite being an F1 driver. George is not going to stomp on his hopes and dreams.
He is looking forward to sharing firsts with Ollie, and George can only hope Ollie would take those firsts seriously.
”It’s only your decision.”
The younger omega leans on him, and George puts his arm around Kimi’s waist, finding the old routine comforting.
”You don’t have anybody…?”
”No”, George shakes his head, knowing what his teammate is shyly asking.
”Maybe you’ll find someone”, he tells the Brit, eyes soft and serious.
”Maybe”, George responds, nuzzling his cheek. Kimi smells of summer and freshly baked bread.
About a month later he finds himself standing in front of his teammate’s hotel room, his arms crossed on his chest.
Kimi had made it clear that he doesn’t want alphas in his space during his scheduled mini heat, and George would make sure that wish is respected. Everything had been arranged with the team, and Toto had been pleased, when George offered to keep the other omega company. Getting out of some media was an extra bonus.
”I’m just…” George is not interested to hear more. ”It’s not about you. It’s about him. He told what he wants, and he is not ready for you to share this time.”
George’s heart aches for the younger omega. Kimi had been sweating and cramping, too pale and smelling exhausted in his nest of blankets. George can understand him feeling shy about being around Oliver on such a moment. He could be the greatest calming comfort in the future, his presence soothing the aches Kimi is going through right now, but they still need to grow together.
George’s fingers find the shape of his phone in his hoodie pocket. If he couldn’t get Ollie to give them space, Lewis would. ”Can you at least give this to him?” His voice is small, clearly wet. George feels for him, he really does as much as he able to, but Ollie’s comfort is not his priority here.
George peeks into the bag. A bottle of orange juice, some protein bars, a chocolate bar, a small white teddy bear, and a hoodie smelling distantly of Ollie - caramel and rain water.
”Of course, he is happy to have these things. But you have to go now. Kimi will talk to you on Monday, when he is feeling more like himself.”
George watches the alpha walking to the elevators before returning to the room. He gives a satisfied smile at the door closing heavily.
”How was he?”
”A bit upset, but alphas are like that. He will learn. He sent this to you.” Kimi opens the bag, a hint of happiness coloring his tired scent.
”Do you need anything else?”
”No, not right now.”
Kimi had taken a pain pill, and showered before eating some fruit and curling up in the nest.
George returns to his spot on the bed, knowing he is where he wants and needs to be, between his pup and the world. George would protect his teammate, and if something or someone disturbed the peace in the room, Alex or Lewis would be one text away.