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I think Red Bull shouldn't get any more trophies. They don't have a long and happy life there... Or maybe it's intended to destroy them, because they don't have space for them anymore in their HQ.
"Jenson/Seb Vettel, green flag: More appealing in theory than in practice"
"Seb was thoroughly absorbed in choosing a drink from the vending machine, so he didn't notice that anyone else had come into the room until Jenson clapped him on the shoulder. 'Hey, mate! Haven't gotten a chance to say hello yet, how was your holiday?' 'Hm? Oh, good, you know, lots of training.' Soda...juice...soda.... 'I heard you spent yours running around the world to triathlons?' Jenson laughed and leant against the vending machine. 'It sure feels like it. But it's the best cardio training, really. You should try it sometime.' 'I don't think it's my sport,' Seb muttered, still staring into the machine. Soda...juice...cranberry? 'Oh, come on, World Champion, it's not that bad,' Jenson pressed. 'Want me to explain the basics?' 'Mm.' Apple...orange...lemonade.... 'Well, it starts with strength training. Lots of press-ups, and that sort of thing.' Seb frowned. Was it just his imagination, or had Jenson's voice suddenly gotten deeper? 'There's a lot of...push and pull, on your muscles, because of all the different strains involved- you're working in a lot of different positions. But really, the most important thing is your stamina.' Seb stopped comparing apple versus orange juice because, yes, Jenson's voice was definitely deeper, and the huskier edge made it difficult to concentrate on fruit. 'When you're pushing on and it's unbelievably hard and you can feel you're almost at the end, you don't want to go out too soon, that'll ruin it for you. So you really need to work on building up your stamina. Of course, there are a few different ways to do that, but everyone with experience has their favourite. If you're interested...maybe I'll show you mine.' Seb looked up, mouth suddenly very dry. Jenson's eyes were fixed on him and dark with what he could only describe ashunger. 'Er. Yeah, that sounds...that sounds really good.' Jenson nodded, his grin so slow and promising that Seb licked his lips before he realised what he was doing. 'Good,' he said. 'Are you free tonight for a workout session?' Remembering the way Jenson said the word 'workout', all pursed lips and curling tongue, would make Seb blush during training for weeks. For the moment, he just nodded dumbly and tugged his sweatshirt down a bit. Jenson grinned more widely but it just gave him even more of a predatory look. 'See you tonight, then. Nine o'clock, room 478. I'll make sure you get to a satisfying finish,' he added with a wink, and strolled away. Seb stared at the door for a good ten minutes before a Red Bull employee walked by and, deciding that Seb was clearly suffering from low blood sugar, kindly bought him an orange juice and forced it down his throat until he spluttered back to attention. ~~~ At exactly nine o'clock Seb knocked on Jenson's door. He'd put on an old t-shirt, running shorts, and trainers, just for appearances sake, he bounced nervously on his toes until Jenson opened the door. When he did, flinging the door wide, Seb froze. Jenson stood before him in spandex training shorts, a racing singlet, trainers, and a fluorescent green sweatband, his face already red from exertion. 'Seb! Good lad, Nico and Heikki are already here, come on in and I'll get you started!' Seb peered over Jenson's shoulder to see a grim-faced Nico doing press-up after press-up while Heikki was performing some kind of complicated sit-up on an exercise ball. He looked up at Jenson again, who was beaming proudly at them with the same intensity he had focused on Seb earlier. Seb groaned aloud. Jenson laughed and clapped his shoulders. 'Don't worry, you're just a beginner so we'll take it easy on you! How about you do some balance board work with me to start out? Which position do you want, top or bottom?'
Seb allowed himself to be steered miserably into the room and decided, lacking anything else to blame, that he would never, ever drink orange juice again."
by: http://ailikki.livejournal.com
Well, first I must say that I'm ~ obviously ;) ~ found of yaoi, slash and stuff.... But when I saw the LJ-community about F1Slash, I was "God, this is NOT going to work!" I must say it's still pretty strange, cause, c'mon... Sebi has Hanna and, of course, Jenson has Jessy, but~~~ I laughed a lot!!
Seriously, really funny, really worth reading... And... poor Sebi and his hormones. Ha ha ha ha ~~