Racing One shots

Feeble Frye

Lola POV:

It was just another training day at the track with me watching Jarrett ride. I loved watching him in his element and be completely relaxed. He loved to watch me train and compete just as much as I did for him. But he definitely freaked out more when I crash then I do, which was hilarious to be honest. But as it was nearing the end of the day and I knew he was about to pull off so I started cleaning up our pit area. Putting tools away and just getting organized as much as I could to make our life easier. As he pulls off and comes towards me he tries to scare me by speeding right to me only to skid to a stop, and I just looked at him with a raised eyebrow. His shoulders just slump and he whines,

"Oh come on, what do I have to do to make you flinch even?"

I duck my head to keep him from seeing me laugh as I take his bike from him and say,

"I have no idea, but doing that isn't going to work, sorry babe."

He just pouts as he starts to take his gear off. But as he takes his pants off I couldn't help but start giggling as a convo with my friend came to mind. He stops and looks at me in confusion and asks,

"What's so funny? I didn't trip again and unless there is something on my face I don't see what's funny."

I kept laughing even as I said,

"Oh, just a convo with Sarah popped up into my head is all. Nothing you did."

He just gives me a look and mutters,

"Because that's so reassuring, you two together makes Chase and I nervous as hell."

I just snicker and answer,

"I'll tell you when we get home, I promise."

I just get this look from him that makes me crack up laughing. He just stares for a second before shaking his head as he mutters,

"I don't think I want to know at this point. Just get in the truck you loser."

My jaw drops as he walks around the truck to climb in and I blurt out,

"Oh, you did not just call me a loser Feeble Frye!"

I freeze as does he before he turns around looking completely confuse and asks,

"Um, what did you just call me?"

My mouth opens and closes a few times as my face starts to become red. I just dart to the other side of the truck and jumping only to cover my mouth to keep the laughter in. He slowly climbs in and just stares at me. After a solid minute I couldn't keep in the laughter and just lose it. I was laughing so hard I was crying, and everytime I would calm down I'd just look at Jarrett who was so confused and lost I'd just lose it again. I could hear him sigh as he starts the truck and takes off. The way back home was spent in silence only to be broke but a giggle here and there from me. As we pull in and head inside I swing around and face him with a sly smile and say,

"Ok, what I am about to tell you is just a joke in between Sarah and I ok? No one else knows about it and it will stay that way after I tell you."

He looks hesitant before sitting down on the couch and motions for me to continue.

"So you know how guys talk about girls asses and boobs to their guy friends, and no don't deny it! It's not a well kept secret! Anyways, Sarah and I were talking about uh, dick sizes on guys and this was before we met Jarrett and we were looking at you racer guys and trying to guess on who was big or not, because there are a few that are like dayum. But then we got to you and it didn't look like you had anything, which I know is a lie now trust me. But somehow the name Feeble Dick Frye came up and it stuck. So that was what I was laughing at earlier."

He looked at me wide eyed and his mouth open and I couldn't help but laugh as he stuttered,

"Wait, What? I don't look that small do I?"

I snort and shake my head and say,

"With pants on, and most definitely with gear on you do. But in our bedroom and naked, not a chance."

He just looks at me and leans back with a frown and asks,

"So, who were the boys that were dayum?"

I look at him with a raised eyebrow and ask,

"Do you really want to know?"

He just nods his head and I sit next to him sideways so I was facing him and answer,

"Well, Jett is definitely packing the heat. Mcadoo, and obviously Chase and Sarah has said it's even bigger than we thought. Levi Kitchen, Roczen and Tomac too. There is a few others but that's off the top of my head."

I look at him and see him looking at me in horror and start laughing. I curled up into his side and mutter,

"But don't worry, I'm happy with Feeble Dick Frye. I don't need anything else."

He snapped his arms around my waist and picks me up, throwing me over his shoulder making me squeak and hit his back yelling,

"Yo! Let me down fool!"

But he just ignored me as we enter our bedroom. We reach our bed and he throws me down only to jump on top of me, pinning me in place. I stare wide eyed and as I see the look in his eyes my breath leaves me, it makes me squirm underneath of him and I rub my hips against his and freeze as I feel his bulge in his pants that was rock hard. I look at his face and he smirks,

"Well guess I am going to have to show you just what I'm packing, aren't I?

I bit my lip and I look him straight in the eye and whisper,

"Do it, I fucking dare you."

I could see him snap as he attacks my neck while ripping my shirt and my bra off of me in one go. I reach up and pull his shirt off as his hands slide down my sides and start to slowly pull off my pants. He makes his way kissing down my front till he reaches my waist line, only for him to stop and start leaving wet kisses on my inner thigh making me moan. I felt him smirk and then my whole body shuddered with his mouth attacked and started sucking and licking in between my legs. I throw my head back with a gasp and I grip the sheets under me till my knuckles turn white. My back arches off the bed as my hips twitch under him, I was so close to feeling bliss but he pulled away making me whimper in want. He crawls back up and nibbles on my ear as he slides out of his pants, and before I knew it he slammed into me. He didn't give me time to adjust as he kept slamming into me making me see stars. Before long we both hit our highs and collapsed into a pile of limbs. As we try and catch our breaths and he looks at me and asks,

"So, how was that for the so called Feeble Dick Frye?"

I huff out a airy laugh and mutter,

"It wasn't to bad. But I think I need another display of that to make a accurate assumption."

All I heard was a growl before I was seeing stars for the second time that night. And I loved every minute of it. All I could think was,

Damn, I am so going to keep calling him that if this is what I get out of it!