RACERCEST!!!

May 18, 2008 08:45

Title: Manual
Fandom: Speed Racer
Pairing: Speed/Racer X(Rex)
Description: Speed and X finally make something of all that tension between them & X shows Speed the power of his gear shift hand XD
Words: 711
Notes: SMUT! 100%



All that could be heard in the otherwise silent car was Speed's shuddering breath. The darkness was thick and he could just barely make out the large man hovering dangerously over him. Speed swallowed hard and his entire body shook with anticipation, the moment seemed to last forever neither man moving as if assessing exactly what the hell it was they had just gotten themselves into. Speed bit his lip hard wondering if perhaps he’d made a mistake but suddenly he felt the heat of X’s hand brush his cheek and it felt as if his body was alive with electricity, a small surprised gasp quivered from his lips.

“…Are you sure?” Racer X broke the silence, though it sounded more like he’d asked himself rather than Speed. It was a last warning… a chance to walk away from something they would otherwise have to live with the rest of their lives. Speed didn’t bother to answer with words but instead slid his arm around X’s well muscled shoulders and pulled himself up to meet X’s rough lips in a desperate kiss. Caution and reason fell apart at the pure energy ignited between them as Speed threw his every emotion at the other driver through that first passionate kiss.

X slid his hands slowly up Speed’s chest letting the warmth of his fingers linger on firm, pale skin sending tremors through Speed’s limber body. He gasped sharply, breaking the kiss as his body arched into X’s touch. Little by little as his fingers traced their way up Speed’s collarbone and his neck X was leaning forward consequently pushing Speed down into the seat cushion. Where fingers stopped at Speed’s neck fiery lips began, hot breath wordlessly whispered into Speed’s ear made his entire body spasm tensely. X wasted no time in laying a trail of hot breathy kisses along Speed’s collarbone sending a barrage of delicious waves through him and now he panted heavily, sliding a hand up into X’s hair where he tugged with controlled force.

X heeded the silent directing but not before sliding a hand down Speed’s well-formed body to intentionally sweep Speed’s extremely hard member. Speed moaned sharply, his hips bucking up just as X caught him in another breathless kiss. Speed’s body shuttered again, now craving X’s touch more than ever.

There movements became more frantic and needy and finally X stopped teasing and wrapped his hand firmly around Speed’s shaft and began working him quicker and rougher. All the while Speed had started gasping and sighing with every breath every now and then X did something that caused an excited moan to fall from Speed’s part lips. Speed pushed his hips forward in a frantic rhythm and X couldn’t help but let a devious smile press his lips.

Faster and faster now, Speed was practically whimpering and his fingers dug into anything they clutched onto, the leather seats, X’s strong shoulders. Speed arched up one last time giving it the last of his energy and leaving the rest up to X, his mouth open wide in a silent scream. His body seemed to hover in the air for the longest time before his eyes finally slid shut and his body fell back to the car seat with a soft ‘foomph’.

All that could be heard in the otherwise silent car was Speed's shuddering breath. Still lost somewhere in the haze of his satisfied mind he mumbled to himself.

“Race…r… Rex…”

A pang of guilt hit X now but what was done was done. All that they could do now is move forward though he was almost afraid of what that might mean. He didn’t have time to give it too much thought as Speed finally sobered up and sat up without a word. Moments passed and Racer X started to wonder if he shouldn’t say something when Speed leaned over, wrapped an arm around X’s neck and whispered huskily, “Your turn.”

Maybe it would all turn out all right after all.

x, racer x, racercest, speed racer, rex, speed

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