summary :: pepe has been away for almost 3 weeks and he's never been needier. but you're sleeping so peacefully, thank god you agreed to be able to use each other whenever.
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Usually when Pepe comes home, he'll dramatically yell out "I'm home!" for the entire world to hear. But this time, he simply opens the door, drops his bags and goes on a hunt to find you in the shared apartment. His shoulders are sore, his races were awful, and he needed an outlet for this all.
"Cariño," He called out for you. But it fell on deaf ears as he looked inside the bedroom to find you peacefully sleeping.
He feels a wave of softness run over him, simply just from seeing you after so long. It's like you're a drug for him. A smile appears on his lips as he quickly changes into some fresh pajamas. Except his pajamas is just his boxers, so it's not much "changing"
Before he jumps into his bed, he can't help but just stare at you. How you're so peaceful, cute pajamas on, hair all over the pillows. It's always been a joke from his friend group that he's a simp for you, but he truly is. You didn't even do anything and he already has a boner simply from appreciating your beauty.
"Fuck..." He mumbles as he reaches in his boxers, stroking his hard on. He gets on his knees on the bed, using his free hand to caress the small of your back that wasn't covered due to you moving a lot in your sleep. The soft skin touching his hand made him want more, need more.
Thankfully you both agreed before to allow the other to do whatever you want when they're sleeping. And Pepe has never been more grateful for this rule until now. He quickly reached for some lube in the nightstand's drawer, rubbing it all over his dick to make sure it wouldn't hurt.
His dick curves up to touch his stomach, the cold lube touching his belly made him hiss a little. But that didn't matter, as he slowly and gently pulled down your pajama pants and panties. It was like he was teasing himself just from getting a view of your cunt.
As if you would break from a gust of wind, his fingers softly touch your cunt. Rubbing it in circles in a gentle motion. You twitch from the touch, the feeling of the leftover lube from his fingers making you feel cold. But you didn't wake up. Instead, you just moved your body to face away from Pepe.
You facing away on your side, with your thighs touching together, only gave Pepe a better view of you . And also a tighter position to fuck you in. Pepe can't help but chuckle slightly, thinking that it's your body's instinct to get into one of his favorite positions.
He can't hold back anymore, propping both of his arms around your body as he positions his dick at your entrance. And like usual, he slips his tip in. Barely. You're too tight to even take more than the tip.
"Ow," you mumble loudly, blinking your eyes awake. As your eyes piece together the puzzle in front of you, you're met with Pepe sinking his head down into your neck.
"I'm sorry, cariño." He says in a groan as he pushes further into you, making your insides burn from the stretch. "Couldn't help it."
You moan lightly against his shoulder blade. To let him in easier, you move onto your back and slip your leg under his chest, putting you in missionary. Which is actually Pepe's favorite position.
His big frame became 10x times bigger when he was with you. His towering height, slight muscles, and masculinity were all exploded to an extreme level with you. You loved it and so did he.
Even though you feel the sting from him stretching you out, he's still not fully in yet. He had about an inch and a half that he needed to get in you. You moan again, wincing slightly as he begins to coo at you.
He balances his entire weight onto one arm, using his free hand to move the hair out of your face. His fingers caress your cheek and trace your jaw. "It's okay, it's okay" he whispers to you. "I'll wait."
And he kept his word, waiting until you give him a sign that you're ready. But he's not a jerk about it, that's the last thing he wants to be. He's patient and slow. Thrusting in and out so gently, as if you would break. He's loving it, feeling every bit of you wrap around him and each centimeter of him being soaked by you. Kissing all around your neck and lips, making sure you knew how much he loved you.
But for you, this is teasing. You're practically soaking the entire bed by the time he begins to finally pick up his speed. And the only reason he even began to go faster was because you wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling him into you aggressively.
"Faster?" He asks, making sure he understands you. You nod, letting a moan slip out from him thrusting in you yet again. "You sure?" A smile creeps onto his lips. Again you nod, knowing exactly what his smirk means.
And he starts. Thrusting in an out at a pace that had the bed frame hitting the wall. He moved one hand to pin both of yours onto the bed. The other hand was busy caressing your boobs and waist. Playing with your nipple and then admiring your curves.
He moved his head down from your neck, now facing your breast. His lips met your breast, sucking on them and twirling your bud with his tongue. All while thrusting in and out of you whilst the other hand was holding your waist. His grip was soft, yet controlling when needed. He halted you whenever you bucked upwards but would quickly loosen his grip to make sure he didn't hurt you.
You moaned out his name, begging to do anything to touch him back. But he didn't let you. Only he wanted to be in control, giving you as much pleasure as possible. "Mm please Pepe," you moaned out as he kept thrusting into you. His harsh pace was a stark contrast from his gentle touches.
"You wanna cum?" He misinterprets you. "Cum then," He mumbles and lets a small groan escape. "Cum, I'll just, agh, I'll keep going."
You shake your head, unable to use words from how much pleasure he was giving you. Even his voice was sending you into a further spiral. "N-No, wanna-" You let out a moan, needing a few seconds to continue your sentence "Touch you, mm, wanna-"
"No" He says instantly, thrusting extra hard into you when he says that. You swear that if you were to look down, you'd see a bulge in your belly from how deep his dick was hitting you. "Jus' be pretty"
And you obeyed him, who are you to not listen to him? He knew you too well. Your body was coming undone, feeling your stomach tighten and your brain get fuzzy. All you could think about was looking at Pepe's eyes while wondering if your bed would break. He knew you were close, going extra hard in his thrusts and even moving his hand to your clit.
He rubbed circles on your clit, making you yelp and cry from the overstimulation. But it was all you needed to finally cum, making your legs wrap tightly around his waist to try and halt him.
Pepe knew you too well, he's a caring man after all. So he quickly moved both hands to go under your back, lifting you up to now be stranding his lap. You thought that having your legs wrapped would stop his thrusting, but the new position made your legs useless. He used his strong arms to grip your hips, forcing you to bounce up and down on him.
"Pepe!" You screamed out, grabbing his shoulders for support as you feel your own cum drip down his dick, being forced back into you.
"You can 'ake it." He groans loudly as he focussing on watching your boobs bounce. "Relax, cariño."
Hi! Can I get Pepe marti with Dark Mocha, whipped cream, soy milk, hemp milk, omelette, bruschetta, hot dog, Beef stoganoff, Butter fried chicken, and club soda? Thank you!
Sure darling ♥️
Pepe Marti |
Under the spotlight
Pairing pepe marti × female reader
Dark Mocha dating, whipped cream sweet sex, soy milk oral sex, hemp milk squirting, omelette blind fold, bruschetta edging, hot dog Size kink, beef stoganoff "you can take it, you've done it before" butter fried chicken "slowly, baby, I'm not going anywhere", club soda pillow talk
The paddock had fallen silent, the roar of engines replaced by the soft hum of the night. Pepe Marti leaned against the wall of his garage, his fireproofs tied loosely at his waist. The day had been intense, the physical toll of practice evident in the ache of his muscles. But his thoughts weren’t on the track anymore—they were on her.
Y/n.
She’d texted him earlier, promising an escape from the chaos. And as always, Her presence felt like the only antidote to the adrenaline-fueled frenzy of his life.
When he walked out to the lot, there you were, waiting by his car. Her sundress hugged her curves, fluttering softly in the breeze. She looked tiny next to the hulking machine, her stature dwarfed even more as she glanced up at him, her smile lighting up the dark.
“You’re a sight for sore eyes,” he said, pulling her into his arms.
She laughed softly, tilting her head back to meet his gaze. “Figured you could use some downtime.”
They drove to a cozy café tucked into a quiet street, far from the paddock’s buzz. Inside, it was intimate—dim lighting, soft jazz, and small tables designed to bring people closer. Pepe’s broad shoulders barely fit in the booth, and Y/n couldn’t help but smirk as he adjusted himself, his size commanding attention wherever he went.
“Do you ever feel out of place, being so… big?” she teased, her eyes glinting with mischief.
He chuckled, reaching for her hand across the table. “Only when I’m with you. You make me feel like a giant.”
Her lips curved into a sly smile. “I don’t mind. Makes me feel delicate. Safe.”
Pepe’s thumb brushed over her knuckles, his gaze turning softer. “You are delicate. And I’ll always make sure you’re safe.”
The weight of his words hung in the air, the playful banter giving way to something deeper. By the time they left the café, her hand tucked securely in his, the atmosphere between them had shifted.
Back at the hotel, the tension was palpable. As soon as the door clicked shut, Pepe’s hands found her waist, pulling her against his chest. She looked so small in his arms, her head barely reaching his chin as he tilted her face up to his.
“You drive me crazy,” he murmured, his deep voice sending shivers down her spine.
Y/n’s hands rested on his chest, her fingers barely spanning its width. “Maybe I like driving you crazy.”
He chuckled low, the sound rumbling through her. “Careful, baby. You might get more than you bargained for.”
Before she could respond, his lips claimed hers, the kiss slow but deliberate. He scooped her up effortlessly, carrying her to the bed like she weighed nothing.
Her small frame seemed to disappear beneath his as he hovered over her, his hands trailing down her sides. The contrast between them made her breath hitch—the breadth of his shoulders, the sheer strength in his arms.
“You’re so little,” he murmured, his voice thick with adoration. “I feel like I could break you.”
“You won’t,” she whispered, her voice trembling with both anticipation and trust.
Pepe’s hands traced her curves, his touch both reverent and possessive. “You’re perfect,” he said, his tone almost a growl. “Every inch of you.”
"wait, I want to try something new", he said... He blind folded you... And you let him do ... You were enjoying whatever he was doing...
He started kissing you again from lips to breasts... Breasts to your clit... He started to suck on your clit.. you arching your back from pure pleasure... He was eating you out like a hungry animal who didn't have food from days..."
You taste so good y/n... So good" he said just just above your cunt.. you feeling his breath on your most sensitive area.. he started sucking your pussy again but this time his mouth was not alone... He was fucking you with his two fingers too... It was rough, raw just how you like.. but at the same time it was sweet.. even for a slight second you didn't feel disrespectd..
Suddenly you feel a knot in your stomach and you squirt on his face... "Babe.. look you made mess babe" he said while enjoying the mess he created..
He inserted his dick inside you... He didn't give the time to adjust and starts to thurst in to your soft pussy..
"babe,.. I can't you're so big.." you said whimpering...
"you can take it, you've done it before"
He said while removing and reinserting his dick again into your pussy...
He gradually increase his speed.. gently pounding into you... It was fast yet gentle...
"slowly, baby, I'm not going anywhere"
You said in his ears slowly moaning his name... That turned him on more..
Just when you were about to came he withdraw his dick from you... Just to tease you..
"babe please, no edging after making me feel so good... i was just about to come..." "Arghh... Pls insert it back.." you said craving for his dick more...
He insert his dick again.. inside you...this time it was a bit slow..but the duration was long.. he wanted to makeup for all the teasings..
He was so good in making you feel good...
You both came together..
Afterward, you both lay tangled beneath the sheets, your small frame nestled against his. You rested your head on his chest, his heartbeat steady beneath her ear.
“You know,” you said softly, your fingers tracing patterns on his skin, “I love how big you are.”
Pepe smirked, his hand stroking her back. “Oh yeah?”
You lifted your head to meet his gaze, your cheeks flushed but your eyes bright. “You make me feel… tiny. In the best way. Like I’m completely yours.”
His expression softened, his fingers brushing her cheek. “That’s because you are, Y/n. Every part of you is mine, just like every part of me belongs to you.”
Your lips curved into a shy smile as you settled back against him, his arms wrapping protectively around you. “You make me feel safe, Pepe. And loved.”
“And you make me feel whole,” he murmured, pressing a kiss to your hair.
The night streched on, filled with quite whispers and soft touches . For Pepe, it wasn't just another race weekend- it was a reminder that no matter what happened on the track, she was his greatest win.
hi, can i please get a dark mocha with whipped cream, and almond/soy milk, fish and chips, potato gnocchi, and club soda? with pepe marti x female!reader. (and if it’s possible can it be their first time together where the reader has experience, but pepe does not?)
Sure Darling ♥️
Pepe Marti|
Loving First Bites
Pairing pepe × fem reader
Warning smut
dark mocha dating whipped cream sweet sex almond milk vaginal sex fish and chips hickeys potato gnocchi “Shh, just look at me, baby.” club soda pillow talk
Seven and a half months. That’s how long Pepe and Y/N had been together. It was the kind of relationship that grew from shy glances and hesitant texts into something warm and grounding. They were best friends before anything else — partners in late-night walks, stolen fries, and heart-to-hearts under fairy lights.
On this particular night, it was raining softly outside, the window fogged slightly, a small lamp casting golden light across the room. They were on Pepe’s bed, limbs tangled under a throw blanket, a quiet playlist humming in the background. The movie they’d been watching had long faded into background noise. Now it was just them, breathing the same slow air, their hands intertwined.
Pepe looked over at Y/N, his thumb brushing over their knuckles. “You’re staring,” he said softly, a smile playing on his lips.
Y/N flushed, laughing quietly. “So are you.”
He rolled onto his side to face them better, his fingers now trailing slowly up Y/N’s arm. “Can I ask you something?”
He hesitated a little, chewing his bottom lip before meeting their eyes. “Have you… been thinking about it? Us, I mean. That next step.”
Y/N’s throat felt a little dry, but they nodded. “Yeah. I have.”
Pepe let out a breath—part relief, part nerves. “I didn’t want to rush you. I just… I’ve been thinking about it too. And not just in that way. I want it to mean something. With you, it would.”
Y/N sat up slightly, turning to face him fully. “I feel the same. I’ve never wanted to be this close with anyone before. But with you… it just feels right.”
He leaned in, his hand finding the side of their face, thumb grazing just beneath their jaw. “Are you sure? We can stop anytime. It doesn't have to be now.”
“I’m sure,” Y/N whispered. “Only if you are.”
Their kiss was slow — soft, then deeper. Intentional. There was no rush in their touches, only discovery, mutual care, and the occasional nervous laugh when one of them bumped a knee or fumbled with a button. They moved like they were learning a language together — the language of trust, affection, and desire.
“I’m a little nervous,” Pepe admitted, his forehead resting against theirs.
“Me too,” Y/N breathed, brushing their nose against his. “But it’s you. That makes it feel okay.”
Their bodies moved closer, and so did their hearts — every breath, every whisper was filled with something deeper than just want. It was love. Real, honest love.
Pepe fumbled with the condom wrapper, nerves making his hands clumsy. Y/N watched him, her cheeks flushed, her breath coming in quick gasps. Their first time, and they were both a mess of anticipation and awkwardness.
"I'm trying, I'm trying," Pepe muttered, finally tearing the wrapper open. He rolled the condom on, his hands tougher this time. He laid on the bed next to her and lapped at her neck.
“Was that your first time putting one on?” Y/N giggled.
“Oh God.”
“Come here,” she said, pulling him down for a kiss.
Their bodies pressed together, warm and eager. Pepe's hands roamed Y/N's curves, exploring every inch of her. She moaned softly into his mouth, her hips pressing against his. He was drawn to her breasts, heavy and full. He gripped them, sucking on her nipples, making her gasp.
Their laughter earlier had dissolved into a charged silence, the air thick with tension. Pepe slid a hand between Y/N's legs, feeling her wetness. She bucked against him, eager. He rubbed her clit, his fingers slick with her arousal.
“Shh, just look at me, baby.”
He kissed her, his tongue matching the rhythm of his fingers. She moaned, her hips moving in sync with his touch. Then quick, he positioned himself at your entrance, and pushed in slowly. She gasped, her eyes meeting his. “Tighter, I want you tighter,” he said.
He began, slowly moving in and out of her. His breath came quicker, his body tensed, and his movements became more and more urgent. His hips pressed against hers, his cock sinking deeper. He raised himself on his knees and hurriedly sucked the skin of her breasts and neck. “Mark me,” she moaned. He sucked the skin of her breasts, her shoulders, her neck. They both moved together, he could feel her tightening round him and hear her breathing getting faster.
He saw her eyelids flutter, her breath hitch. He moved faster, his body slamming against hers. She cried out, her body convulsing as she came. He followed soon after, his body shivering as he released inside her. He collapsed on top of her, their bodies slick with sweat. They lay there, laughing softly, their bodies entwined.
As they caught their breath, Pepe rolled off Yin, taking care to dispose of the condom before pulling her close. Her body fit perfectly against his, their limbs tangled in a sweaty, satisfied mess. He pressed a soft kiss to her shoulder, smiling at the hickeys he'd left on her skin.
"God, that was amazing," Yin murmured, her voice husky with pleasure. She turned to face him, her eyes gleaming in the dim light. "I can't believe we just did that."
Pepe chuckled, his thumb tracing lazy circles on her hip. "Believe it, baby. We just did." He leaned in, capturing her lips in a slow, deep kiss. She moaned softly, her body pressing against his. He could feel her heartbeat, steady and strong, matching his own.
Y/N's hand ventured down, wrapping around him. He was already hard again, eager for more. She stroked him, her touch light and teasing. "Already?" she whispered, a smile playing on her lips.
"With you? Always," he growled, flipping her onto her back. He settled between her legs, his cock pressing against her entrance. She was wet and ready, her body welcoming him. He pushed in slowly, inch by inch, savoring every moment.
She gasped, her nails digging into his back. "Faster," she demanded, her hips bucking against his. He obliged, his pace quickening. The room filled with the sound of their bodies slapping together, their breaths coming in ragged gasps. He reached between them, his fingers finding her clit. He rubbed it in quick circles, feeling her body tense around him. He felt his heart rate grow faster. He could hear her moan harder.
"Oh, fuck, Pepe," she panted, her body convulsing as she came again. He followed soon after, his body shuddering with release. He collapsed on top of her, their bodies slick with sweat.
The room was quiet now, the kind of silence that doesn’t feel empty — just full of everything unspoken, like a song that had faded but still lingered in the air.
Pepe and Y/N lay tangled beneath the blankets, bodies warm and close, the dim lamplight painting their skin in honey tones. His fingers traced slow, aimless circles along Y/N’s back, while their cheek rested against his chest, rising and falling with the rhythm of his heartbeat.
Neither of them wanted to speak first, afraid words might make the moment shift — but it was too full not to be shared.
“Hey,” Pepe said softly, breaking the quiet.
Y/N looked up at him, a sleepy, content smile playing on their lips. “Hi.”
He looked at them for a long moment. “You okay?”
Y/N nodded. “Yeah. More than okay.” They shifted a little closer, fingers drawing tiny shapes across his ribs. “You?”
He let out a breath that was half a laugh. “Honestly? That felt like... everything.”
“It did,” Y/N agreed quietly. “It wasn’t perfect, but… it was real. And it was us.”
He smiled, his fingers grazing up to tuck a strand of hair behind their ear. “I was so nervous. I kept thinking I was going to mess something up.”
“You didn’t,” they whispered. “You made me feel safe. That’s all I wanted.”
Pepe kissed the top of their head. “I kept waiting for it to feel awkward or too much, but... it didn’t. It just felt right. Like… we trusted each other completely.”
Y/N tilted their head up a little to meet his eyes. “We did. We do.”
There was something raw in his gaze now — a kind of softness that comes from being completely seen. “You mean so much to me, Y/N. More than I ever know how to say without sounding cheesy as hell.”
“Say it anyway,” they whispered, fingers lacing through his. “I like your cheesy.”
He chuckled, eyes crinkling. “Okay then… I love you. I love everything about you. The way you look at me when you’re trying not to laugh, the way you always remember the little things. I love the way you trust me.”
Y/N’s voice was barely above a breath. “I love you too, Pepe. And I’m glad we waited until it felt like us. Tonight was... beautiful.”
They laid like that for a while longer, the outside world completely forgotten. Nothing mattered beyond the slow rhythm of their breathing, the occasional gentle kiss, and the kind of closeness that didn't need anything else to feel full.
Eventually, Pepe murmured against their temple, “Can we stay like this for a while?”
Y/N smiled into his skin. “Forever, if you want.”
And in that quiet, hazy space between night and sleep, they both knew: something had changed. Grown deeper. Stronger. And they were exactly where they wanted to be.
