Fics like Marc Marquez's spa for overthinking rodents

He’s got 99 problems, and all of them are in this bed, mouthing at his neck with gentle reverence. Yet, it’s hard to blame Marc Marquez for anything, when he’s just so good at finding new and creative ways to empty his head. And, after all, Pecco is merely suffering the consequences of a psychological war that’s all between he and himself – friendly fire, he could say, or a fratricidal war. Marc is just…being Marc, after all. A shitty teammate on track, but a caring, attentive lover when it’s just the two of them and a bed large enough to accommodate them. Pecco reckons he can’t have both things at once, even though sometimes it feels like an ongoing nightmare: Marc hops on the bike, does his stellar race, while he struggles to keep a foot on the podium because nobody’s ready to admit that the new spec is far shittier than the old one. Rinse and repeat. So, yeah, maybe he’s a little on edge now that they’re five races in. Maybe he should just show a little balls and stop pretending that everything’s fine. Pecco has a whole lot of complex feelings and could use a little day off. According to Marc Marquez, of course, who's giving him an ongoing stress-induced migraine.

Fics like Marc Marquez's spa for overthinking rodents

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