LDR Ch 8

With those words, Leo rested his chin on Harrison’s shoulder, and Harrison naturally opened the microwave, lightly touched the bowl to check the temperature, then put it back inside and started the microwave again.

“If you’ve never even dried your own hair by yourself until you were eleven, then you are a young master, young master.”

Harrison reached his hand back just like that and stroked Leo’s hair a couple of times. Leo had spent his F2 days with Lorenzo and Harrison. The three of them had gotten close quite quickly, perhaps because they were always scrambling over rankings, or maybe just because Lorenzo was so naturally sociable.

After that, Lorenzo and Harrison would often team up to tease Leo, calling him “young master.” Even when Leo denied it, Harrison, who knew absolutely everything about Leo, would immediately come back with a rebuttal. In those days, the two of them truly lived for the fun of teasing Leo. Though, of course, not anymore.

Lorenzo struggled to even aim for the upper-mid rankings because every team he transferred to had problems, whereas Harrison’s team, though it had faced many frustrations, was nonetheless aiming for the champion title. So, the two had no reason to meet on the track, and no reason to fight. Then this season, Lorenzo started aiming for first place while Harrison was aiming for third, so they began to clash on the track frequently, and the result of the very last race had not been good.

Now they don’t even greet each other when they pass by. This guy is already good at making enemies, wouldn’t it be better for him to make up with Lorenzo if possible? Should I try to secretly arrange something, maybe after the season wraps up would be best. Just as he was having such thoughts, Harrison suddenly turned his head and breathed in against Leo’s skin, as if smelling him.

“Back then, you really—it was fascinating how even your scent was coconut.”

“Coconut?”

He asked reflexively, but he couldn’t remember at all. Coconut. It was not only too random, but it also felt completely unfamiliar.

“Yeah. Then, when was it, around when you were thirteen. Around the time you had your first girlfriend, I think, the coconut smell disappeared from then on.”

Leo thought back carefully. He did have his first girlfriend when he was thirteen. But he had no idea about the source of the coconut smell.

“You’re saying I smelled like coconut?”

On top of that, Leo now disliked sweet food because of the memory of forcibly stuffing himself with sweets to quickly recharge after a race, and he hadn’t been particularly fond of sweet scents even before that. But to think it was coconut.

“Yeah.”

Despite that, Harrison’s voice was even, as if stating a simple fact.

“I don’t remember at all.”

At Leo’s honest words, Harrison, seeing that the food was now fully heated, picked up the bowl, went to the dining table, sat Leo down, and placed it in front of him. Then, he spoke as he walked back to the microwave, likely to heat up his own meal this time.

“When we first met, you were the one who followed me around.”

Leo watched Harrison’s back as he said those words. As he said, that’s how it was back then. In truth, even now Leo was following Harrison to his races, so nothing had changed between then and now.

The B in ABW—Ellington Racing, Harrison’s current team—stood for Bettenberg, from Leo’s last name. Back in the days when one could still participate in racing with passion alone, Leo’s maternal grandfather and his two friends had created a team together, and the combination of their initials in alphabetical order was the beginning of ABW Racing.

Then, first, the driver in charge of W died in an accident during a race, and after that, Leo’s grandfather left the team due to a disagreement, so in the end, only Lord Ellington had remained for a very long time.

Although his grandfather did not run the team after that, he still loved racing, and Leo, following his grandfather, went to see an F1 race held in England for the first time at the age of five. Starting with that encounter, Leo, who began to watch races unfailingly, went to see go-karts at the age of six, and that’s where he met Harrison.

Even back then, Harrison was the best kid in that karting class. Perhaps because of that, Leo couldn’t take his eyes off Harrison from the moment he saw him, and that was the beginning.

That very day, Leo enrolled in the karting class, thinking he absolutely had to become friends with that kid, but Harrison himself barely seemed to notice him. They did eventually become friends, but that too was thanks to Leo arduously following Harrison around.

“It was fascinating that a pretty kid even smelled sweet.”

Following those calm words, Harrison took his own bowl out of the microwave and naturally turned toward the living room.

“Hey.”

When Leo called out coldly at the obvious sight of him intending to eat while analyzing racing videos, Harrison came to the dining table and sat down with a nonchalant air, as if he had intended to come this way all along. It was to be expected, but Harrison knew no moderation when it came to racing, and he didn’t know when to step away and live his daily life. Still, the fact that he sat at the table right away this time made Leo feel a sense of useless pride.

“When you eat, just eat. If you’re going to focus on something else, focus on me.”

At those words, Harrison tilted his head slightly with an attitude that showed he was keenly aware of his own handsomeness and smiled somewhat playfully. It was the same smile he had practiced just as he had advised—to get close and show his face when asked a difficult question.

“Alright. I’ll only look at you.”

As Leo laughed, finding the natural tone both absurd and amusing, Harrison this time showed an unadorned, genuinely playful smile.

After finishing their meal, Leo went behind Harrison, who was putting the dishes in the dishwasher, and wrapped his arms around his waist.

“Why don’t you like people serving you?”

As he asked with his chin resting on Harrison’s shoulder, Harrison gently caressed Leo’s cheek. By now, Leo was also used to having no house staff around when he was with Harrison, but it was still always a question. Wouldn’t it be nice to just rest on days off? When he said things like that, Harrison would say it was because Leo was a young master, but Harrison could just get used to it from now on. In the first place, it was stranger that he hadn’t gotten used to it until now.

“It’s not that I don’t like it, it’s just—it doesn’t feel like I’m back home.”

At those words, Leo turned his head to look at Harrison, and Harrison continued speaking as he finished putting the dishes in the dishwasher.

“In the paddock, they take care of everything for you. Especially the food, they provide it all according to a diet plan.”

“That’s true.”

Just as he said, every single part of a driver’s diet was important, so there were people who planned their meals, and even if not, there was a restaurant-slash-cafe in the paddock where they would bring you whatever you ordered.

“So when someone else brings me food, it still feels like I’m there.”

It was the first time he had heard this in all the time they had been dating. Other drivers would say they returned to their daily lives by going home to hug their families, walk their dogs, and meet up with friends after a race, but it seemed Harrison too had his own way of returning to his daily life.

Though Leo did wonder what the point was if he was just going to take that food and eat while analyzing a race, the fact that Harrison had tried to separate his work and life in his own way was moving in a new way.

“This, well, I can’t say I made it myself, but at least I set the table and clean up myself.”

Harrison closed the dishwasher and turned around to face Leo.

“I’m sure the young master wouldn’t know since you’re always used to others setting the table for you.”

At the gentle teasing, Leo smiled along with the laughter in Harrison’s eyes and gave him a light kiss.

“At least I drive myself.”

In contrast, Harrison almost always rode in a car driven by Leo, his parents, or his trainer, or if not, he would take a taxi, saying it felt too dangerous to drive a car without a helmet. He did drive himself on very rare occasions, but that was truly infrequent.

“That’s a new fact.”

When Harrison nonetheless spoke in a teasing manner, Leo replied naturally.

“Probably more than you do.”

Leo did have a chauffeur. But these days, Leo also traveled across continents with the team to attend races, following Harrison. After that, it was a matter of course that it was safer to leave the driving to a chauffeur. Of course, he had a chauffeur before that too. Still, Leo did something called “going for a drive” in his own way, while Harrison did not at all.

“If it were a culture where everyone wore helmets in cars, I might have driven too.”

Harrison pondered for a moment, then continued his words.

“And a suit, too, if possible.”

His tone was now becoming more and more serious.

“And the belts are flimsy.”

When one is used to wearing the equipment that holds a driver to the seat at those speeds, getting into a normal car could make one think that way, but thinking about it differently, it was paradoxical how a guy with so many anxieties could get into a racing car without hesitation, and as Leo laughed, Harrison laughed along with him.

“You’re scared of so many things, so how did you do this?”

Leo asked as he lightly pressed the tattoo engraved on Harrison’s chest, right where his heart would be, and Harrison naturally met Leo’s gaze.

“You were more scared, so it was a bit better.”

It wasn’t untrue, so Leo just lightly touched the piercing above his eyebrow this time.

“I was definitely more scared of this one.”

On top of that, Harrison had said the feeling of something piercing his skin gave him the creeps. So taking the piercing out and putting it in was still Leo’s job.

“Should I get one on my tongue too?”

“Your tongue?”

At Harrison’s sudden words, Leo reflexively asked back, frowning. If he really were to get it pierced, he would obviously ask Leo to do it this time as well, and Leo would be just as worried then as he was now. Of course, he would practice with a professional this time too, and a professional would be right there watching when he did the piercing, but still, the sensation of piercing flesh yourself was quite strange. Even more so if the subject was your own lover.

“They say it’s good when you suck with it.”

Without a moment to think, Leo flicked Harrison’s mouth with his hand. A sense of bewilderment hit him belatedly. He had been wondering why he suddenly brought up a tongue piercing. Even though Harrison must have felt all of Leo’s reaction, his expression was completely unruffled. Leo let out a dry laugh and lightly pressed his lips against Harrison’s.

“Do you know how much this mouth is worth?”

A certain portion of that salary came from Leo’s maternal family’s support, and another portion came from his paternal family’s support, so there was no way he wouldn’t know. Even without that, Harrison had long been his best friend and family. And yet he was saying he would get a piercing just for a bit of sucking.

“And how much is this neck worth?”

Leo gently kissed that neck, then moved his body down to position himself between Harrison’s legs. The topic had come up, and since giving blowjobs during the day was rare due to their schedule, it was good to do it when he could.

“Leo?”

When he pushed down the pants and underwear at once, a penis with a distinct volume was revealed even though it was not yet hard. As he knelt and gently rubbed his cheek against the shaft, the thighs, where the underwear and pants were gathered, tensed up.

“Ah, wait a second.”

Leo grabbed the hand that was pushing his forehead away and, looking up slightly, placed a gentle kiss on the penis, which had by now begun to gather some firmness. The moment their eyes met, the penis immediately grew stiff and swelled in size. They had been dating for seven years, yet judging by his reaction, it seemed nothing had changed. Of course, he was proud. As he put on a condom that he had prepared in various places around the house beforehand and pulled Harrison’s hips toward him, a sigh that sounded like resignation was heard from above.

“Weren’t you the one who wanted to be sucked off?”

As he spoke while licking the base, the penis rubbed against his skin, across his face. As he closed one eye at the slick sensation brushing against his eyelashes, Harrison’s hand soon came to gently stroke his other eye.

“You’re the one who wants to suck it.”

“Yeah.”

Leo took the tip of the shaft into his mouth just like that. It was only the very end, yet he had to open his mouth as wide as possible. At first his jaw had hurt, but he had gotten the hang of it a long time ago, so as he wet it from the tip and subtly pressed the glans with the roof of his mouth, the penis twitched inside his mouth.

He had only swallowed a little more, yet the thick tip immediately got caught in his throat with a thud. The phase where he would gag at this level was long, long past, so as he familiarly opened his throat and swallowed deep, the shaft in his mouth expanded as if there was still room left to grow bigger.

Even though he was used to it, he still couldn’t swallow the whole thing, so he moved his head slowly while caressing the part of the shaft he couldn’t swallow with one hand. The veiny skin squirmed under his fingers.

As he sucked the taut penis, moving his head much slower than usual, Harrison’s hand soon overlapped with Leo’s hand that was holding the shaft. He could clearly feel the sensation building up and tingling, but Leo instead slowly pulled his head back, letting the penis out, and pressed the member, which was slick with his own saliva, against his cheek and closed his eyes.

“You move.”

It was one of the few days he could be alone with Harrison, so he was feeling generous about everything, and since Harrison had, for the first time, acknowledged the problem with his dangerous driving and said he would fix it, he could give him a huge reward.

“Leo, I’m going to lose my mind, seriously.”

The low, rough voice was filled with a sigh, bewilderment, and an unconcealable excitement. Then, that hand pulled at the back of his head. The hard, slick penis rubbed against him as if shallowly thrusting, and then rubbed a little more widely. It went down all the way to his chin, and then the skin brushing past his cheek and against his eyelashes was even slower than when Leo had put it in his mouth and moved his head himself, contrary to the low, simmering voice that sounded like it wanted to just fuck him recklessly. Of course, Leo knew from the start that Harrison wouldn’t treat him carelessly.

“Leo, stick out your tongue for me.”

As if following Leo’s words about living slowly this vacation, Harrison moved his body slowly and lightly, even though it was obvious he was getting impatient. Finding that endearing, Leo opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue, and the hot skin touched and rubbed against his tongue, brushing his face at an angle.

Leo felt the muscles in Harrison’s thighs, which he was holding onto, gradually hardening. And yet, the fact that he didn’t speed up or press his head closer was somehow ticklish. The thigh he was touching began to twitch, and the heat on the penis brushing against his skin intensified.

He had tormented his patient lover enough, so he patted his thigh a couple of times, and obediently, the movement stopped. He took the shaft below into his mouth and, with his hand, forcefully rubbed the tip, which was stiffly erect and whose opening would have been twitching if not for the condom, and the prominent vein on the skin in his mouth pulsed.

As he caressed the muscle, which was flushed with arousal, with the hand that had been holding the thigh, as if to soothe it, and rubbed the penis more widely and quickly, he could tell that semen had already been ejaculated from the penis even with his eyes closed.

As Leo, still with his eyes closed, placed a wide kiss on the shaft and removed the condom, a large, hard hand grabbed his shoulder and pulled him up at the same time. He reflexively tried to open his eyes, but they stung a little as if something had gotten in them, so he couldn’t open them and grimaced. Then, lips immediately met his.

Those lips touched Leo’s eye area lightly, then, as if to soothe the eyelashes that had been rubbed, a tongue came out and licked them. The sensation was ticklish, and as he flinched slightly, those lips were soon caressing every part of Leo’s face.

Even though we used a condom, it’s still a place his own dick touched, does he really want to do this? he thought, but he liked the hand firmly holding his shoulder, so he stayed still. Then suddenly, Harrison lifted his leg and spread Leo’s legs apart. His thigh, with clear intention, pressed firmly between Leo’s legs and rubbed. At the same time, Leo frowned and pushed away the body that was pressed against him.

“What is this. Stop it.”

Only then did he open his eyes, and it was a bit easier to open them than before. As he looked at Harrison, Harrison gently wiped his eye area, in contrast to how obscenely he had been pressing his lower body against him.

“But you just now…”

At the aggrieved voice, Leo pulled his body out from being trapped between the sink and Harrison.

“Where are you going?”

At the voice asking as it grabbed his wrist, Leo answered as he walked toward the bathroom.

“To wash my face.”

At that, Harrison immediately took his hand and followed him.

“Don’t touch me.”

Even after that, at the lewd touch of a hand that sneakily wrapped around his waist and gradually moved upward, Leo lightly punched his stomach so it wouldn’t hurt, and Harrison pretended to be in pain and clutched his own stomach.

“Ah.”

Seeing Harrison who had followed him all the way into the bathroom like that, Leo ignored him and just washed his face. Then Harrison, who had been watching from the side, perhaps feeling responsible for the face he had made a mess of, gently pushed Leo’s hair back and carefully scooped water in his hands to gently wash his face.

“But I’m not doing it right now.”

When Leo firmly rejected his attempt to win favor, warm lips briefly touched the eye area that the lukewarm water had touched.

“We decided to watch a movie today.”

It wasn’t that Leo didn’t want to do more, but if they started, the day would surely be filled with sex. But on this vacation, Leo had to compress, condense, and enjoy all the dates he hadn’t been able to have and wouldn’t be able to have in the future. In a way, sex was something they could have even during the season, whereas the opportunity to leisurely sit next to each other and watch a movie was much rarer, so he had to set his priorities straight.

“That’s right, a movie. The movie is important.”

With those words, Harrison dried Leo’s face with a soft towel. When he felt the moisture disappear and opened his eyes, a smile spread across the face of Harrison, who had been looking at Leo’s face.