So you Marc headcanons on the smuttier side gave me Thoughts. First of all that's some fabulous headcanons. Love them.
Edging you say. Racing with blue balls you say. Exhibition kink you say. This made me think thoughts. Also throwing in the massage bit cause YES.
So Marc is back racing after all the crap. He wins the race and they're celebration and you're there (perhaps Aragon?) and after the podium and media obviously he deserves a reward. Happy smiley, clingy Marc who gets all the cuddles. Perhaps you offer him a massage in some semiprivate place. All those pretty muscles and that smile and Marc being the bestest boy cause it's just you? Obviously the massage of his tired muscles evolves. Poor man has been edged for four days after all.
Not sure if a handjob in semiprivate would be the thing he's most comfortable with - depends on his feeling for you being exposed, cause just cause he has an exhibition kink might not mean you feel like being naked.
Anyway deliriously happy Marc and you in the shadows of the motorhomes just enjoying each other and your bond is what your headcanons evoked in me, this time at least.
Oh god this is amazing! I got this ask about a week ago and I've been thinking about it ever since and waiting until I had enough time to give this incredible idea the attention it deserves.
Firstly, I'm obsessed with Marc doing the whole weekend with blue balls, especially because he WANTS that. It's his favourite thing to do over a weekend.
He definitely prefers to do it when you're with him the whole weekend. He can and does edge himself over a race weekend, and some of the best scenes have happened when he return home after a race weekend, having spent the entire plane ride desperately waiting to see you again.
But nothing beats when you do come with him though, when you edge him every night, praise him for doing so well, let him give you head to keep him calm. He loves it so much.
He doesn't been think about it when racing of course, far too focused on riding the bike. But the moment he's alone? He's well aware of how long it's been since he's last cum, how many times he's been edged, how long he has to wait until he can finally cum again.
You edge him all the time, whenever you two are alone for long enough and god he's such a sight. Whining and gasping, breathing hard as he grips onto you as tight as he can. His thighs shake as you edge him, leaving him shaking and vulnerable, curling into you to try and ground himself. He loves it so much.
Maybe you ask if he's sure he wants to be edged during his first weekend back? Because you know he's going to be under a lot of pressure and have a lot of eyes on him.
But that’s exactly why he wants it. As much as it leaves him desperate in the end, it also grounds him and it’s something other than racing to focus on. He’s convinced he does his best racing when he’s been edged for days and he needs that now.
So obviously you agree to do it, and holy fuck he’s missed it so much?? Obviously you’ve edged him for a couple days during his recovery but it’s not the same. It’s not the same when he doesn’t have the hustle and bustle of a race weekend, when he isn’t in a hotel room with you.
And now he gets to have it again.
He’s so fucking happy. Doesn’t even beg the first time you edge him because he needs this so fucking much and he can’t even pretend he doesn’t.
And then he wins!! He’s so fucking happy!!
Of course he celebrates with the team on the podium, spraying them with champagne from the podium steps and he’s clearly so happy (it should be noted that he is not above spraying you with champagne so that you both have to shower afterwards. This has happened many times, so many times that Marc’s engineers now jokingly give you a Honda rain jacket before every podium).
So he does his celebration and the media afterwards but then honestly he doesn’t want to go out? He just… he just wants you? Cause he won!! And he celebrated with his team and he’s now feeling pleasantly buzzed from the champagne and he’s so so happy and he just wants to be with you.
So many fans wait outside the track to see him leave but he just stays in his motorhome with you, no desire to go anywhere else.
Of course you simply have to offer him a massage the moment he gets out the shower (you can skip the shower thanks to the Honda rain jacket you were given to avoid the champagne assault). He smiles so sweetly at you, immediately getting down on the bed, laying on his back with his arms spread out.
You can see how he’s grinding down against the bed as you massage him but you don’t say a thing. You know he won’t actaully let himself cum like that, not without your permission (he NEVER cums without permission, he can masturbate and edge all he wants, but no orgasm without permission).
Some days you might have allowed to cum like that, keep everything soft and sweet and let him cum between his stomach and the bed, making a sticky mess underneath him while you massage him. But you’ve been edging him all weekend and he just won his first race back and he deserves more than that, so much more.
I think the best for his exhibitionalist kink is to give him a handjob, hugging him from behind at the window of his motorhome? Anyone walking past can see him standing at the window, but they can’t see below his torso so they don’t know you’re jerking him off. It looks like you’re just hugging him from behind and watching the hustle and bustle of the paddock. He has to keep his expressions controlled or else anyone might be able to guess what’s happening.
You simply have to edge him once like that, just to feel him have to lean his weight against you because he can’t stop shaking. His jaw is clenched shut, laboured breaths escaping through his nose as he desperately tries to keep control and not show on his face how he’s feeling.
You can hear little whines escape him every now and then, his entire body tensed because he has no idea if you’re going to let him cum this time or keep on edging him.
You end up letting him cum after two edges, not even prompting him just continuing to stroke his cock as he gets closer and closer, eventually whispering in his ear to let go and then he’s just gone.
He throws his head back, entirely body shaking as he spills all your hand. And there’s so much!! He’s been edged constantly for four days and now he spills all that cum, dripping down your hand and onto the floor, some even dripping from his thigh.
You quickly flip him over the moment his orgasm is done, letting him hide his face in your neck because you know he won’t be able to keep up the facade now. He grips you tight, letting out little whines as he comes down from his high, maybe even letting his legs buckle?
You both end up on the floor, which honestly is good because it means he can curl up with you without anyone seeing.
Both of you are covered in his cum by this point, he’s pressed his front to your middle so you’ve got cum all over your torso and he’s even got cum on his back from how you hugged him with the hand you jerked him off with.
Which is all to say, time for a nice shower together (thank god Honda never question how much water Marc uses because the two of you have to take so many showers due to Marc feeling unsatisfied unless a scene ends with you both FILTHY, though that’s an ask in itself right there).
You’ve just finished showering, which included having to yank Marc out the shower and onto the soft shower mat so that he could kneel and give you head because he was about two minutes from dropping to his knees on the hard shower tiles and you refuse to be the reason for another injury, and are cuddling nicely in bed when there’s a knock on the door.
It’s Alex, yelling through the door and asking if you two are finished being horny bastards (his words) and are ready to go to dinner.
