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crazytime9 · 6 months
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boanerges20 · 5 months
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Marc Marquez Ducati Gresini /Test Bike, 2023 Photo: Cormac Ryan-Meenan @CormacGP
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marquezian · 4 days
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Pecco Bagnaia checks out Marc Márquez's rear tyre, Jerez, 2024
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verum-artifex · 9 months
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Akira | Melanin Edition ✊🏾🏍️
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justc2world · 3 days
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They're flirting again
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riders360 · 9 months
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kingofthering · 17 days
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USA 2024 | Stefano Nepa having to get Ivan Ortola off his bike after they crashed together and Ivan went to get the wrong bike.
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sammyche · 2 months
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vale has his 2004-2005 yamaha in his room !!!!
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super-license · 2 months
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QATAR GP 2024 | Marc Márquez after finishing P4 in the race
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Some art analysis on why I think the new VR46 bike livery looks "off"
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flyingfabio · 1 month
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also i won't stand for acosta being claimed as the best rookie since marc marquez when fabio quartararo was doing filth on a year old yamaha with a rpm deficit in his rookie year
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boanerges20 · 4 months
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Motolegends [1949-2015]
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lawya · 6 months
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My fav pic of my bike from now on ✨💯
Insta: Law_ya ♥︎
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uwabbittuwabbit · 18 days
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some like it hot rosquez :) based on this picture this is my first time writing smut lol so apologies for the length :( also i am SHIT at writing dialogue i am so sorry
It's an ugly feeling. There's no air conditioning in the room they're staying in and Vale has Marc pressed into the mattress with his hand in his hair, the window thrown open as an only respite to the feverish weather. A rectangle of pure heat frames Marc's head, the sunlight separating it from the rest of his body that lies beneath the shadow of Valentino. They're both rank with sweat and as Vale mouths the column of Marc's neck he also tastes: sunscreen, the saliva in his mouth, the metal links of a necklace. Valentino grins, taking the chain between his teeth, and he pulls. He was always one to take the reins that were handed to him, to bite the bit when the time was right. And Marc is easy, so easy; a loud, choked off gasp leaving him as he follows Vale's lead, his head rearing back. Vale can feel Marc's throat working against the chain, the movement pressing the links into his tongue. Another sound escapes Marc, a little hiccuping whine, and Vale chooses this moment to let go of the necklace; rewarding him with a particularly nasty downstroke of the hips, his dick somehow feeling hotter than the searing entirety of Marc all around him. God, it was hot, his palm damp in Marc's hair, sweat dripping into his eyes and making them sting. He can feel Marc, how he bucks with impatience, that he's close, and he can see it in his minds eye, the finish, tunnel vision like in the straight before a checkered flag. So, Vale does what he would with the bike: chest pressed against the burnished skin of Marc's back, he brings it home.
"You should wear my things more", he tells Marc after, when they are no longer so sticky with sweat. He's rewarded with a breathy little laugh, and as Vale feels Marc's hand stroke through his hair he thinks he can still see the little indentations left behind by the necklace on Marc's neck, the number 46 still vaguely etched into the side of his collarbone. The feeling that overwhelms him, then, can only be described as terrifying. Never has he felt something so total and absolute for someone that it eclipses all reason, that he has to close his eyes to let it pass. When he has gathered enough sense back into himself, Marc's gaze is upon him, sweet and amber in the fading daylight. Maybe he fell asleep, the heat dragging him under, making everything slow, slow. Vale has always counted himself as one of the luckiest men in the world but he never thought he would be so lucky to have this, to walk off from the table having gambled all of his life's savings away but for one coin, one more bet left in the cards. That, he supposes, is love, and the sweltering confines of the cheap motel room suddenly become altogether too much again. The soft smile on Marc's face ticks into something sharper, bladed with mischief. "Well, obviously, since you're such a narcissist", he replies, oh the little bastard! Vale cannot help the incredulous sound that tumbles out of him. Inspired, he reaches towards the little charm of his number around Marc's neck, bringing it to his mouth to kiss it. Now it's Marc's turn to laugh his odd laugh, his shoulders shaking with mirth, eyes crinkled with it. "I am entirely full of myself but so are you," Vale declares, wiggling his eyebrows for maximum effect. He's an old dog with old tricks, but who is anyone except for Marc to judge? And Vale knows, sees Marc fall for it every time, his giggles intensifying as Vale sets upon him with kisses all along his neck and face. He was thinking of something more permanent, maybe. He was thinking about a ring on Marc's finger. But that can wait, because if anything, they have time. They have all the time in the world.
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alexturntable · 1 day
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motogp An exciting weekend on two wheels! 🏍️ Paying a visit to the MotoGP riders in Jerez 🤝
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