James May

marshacubed asked: Thanks so much! You guys are in the UK, right? I have to remind myself of the time difference; I'm 6 hours behind. I'll look for a story update, and have to remind myself. Again, thank you so much for sharing.

UK indeed! :) glad you enjoy.

jclarkson asked: Stop it. I've told you, I am not moving my GT from it's space just so you can put your silly little motorcycles there.

But my motorcycles are important Jeremy. Mr May? Mr Clarkson. Mr Jeremy Clarkson-May.

James smiled “4 weeks, 4 fucking weeks!” he exclaimed happily as he followed the road back home.

—Jeremy fell asleep in the seat beside James, snoring a little over the sound of the rushing wind and the engine, exhausted from their night. (via jclarkson)

James looked over at Jeremy once in a while. He rested his hand on Jeremy’s thigh as they drove and soon enough they were back home.

Anonymous asked: Hi, it's MarshaCubed. :) My email is marshamarshamarsha@copper.(net). I'm so addicted to the story!! Thank you so much for sharing it.

Will send it first thing tomorrow!

jclarkson asked: Compliments won't get you anywhere, you know!

Wont they really? How about this? I am besotted with you. Back to front, head to toe

James hummed “Would next friday be okay? I can call my sister tonight, then she has a weeks notice.” she would need it flying from LA.

“Emily is up Friday anyway for planning. But I’m going to pick get up in the morning to show her the place.” he paused “We’re going to need to sort the paperwork out pretty soon. I have to marry you on paper.”

—

Jeremy nodded, resting back and closing his eyes.

“I’ll call my mum and sister when we get home. I’ll go and collect them on friday once I’m done with work”

(via jclarkson)

James smiled “4 weeks, 4 fucking weeks!” he exclaimed happily as he followed the road back home.

marshacubed asked: Hey hon, I wanted to make sure you got my email addy for the story. I saw someone else mention that there may be a problem with asks going through? (I'm new to Tumblr, so forgive my ignorance on how things work.) Thanks so much; you guys are the best!

Hello! No, I didn’t get your email. Try again?

jclarkson asked: Like the Helsinki Syndrome?

No. Because Hammond is a pillock. But you, on the other hand - you’re just a giant cock. With a great arse.

James shook his head “family, Man Lab crew, Oz Clarke…Colin…The rest are all Top Gear crew.” which he shared with Jeremy - so it would all work out.

James put on his sunglasses and looked down at his cigarettes, pulling one out and sparking up. “I can’t wait.”

—

Jeremy smiled to him, taking a cigarette from James. 

“These are going to be the most stressful weeks of our lives. We need to get the family round, try and get everything out in the open and settled before the wedding”

(via jclarkson)

James hummed “Would next friday be okay? I can call my sister tonight, then she has a weeks notice.” she would need it flying from LA.

“Emily is up Friday anyway for planning. But I’m going to pick get up in the morning to show her the place.” he paused “We’re going to need to sort the paperwork out pretty soon. I have to marry you on paper.”

jclarkson asked: There's been no trouble getting asks - people just don't want to talk to you.

You are a horrible, insufferable man. And I love you.