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fillinforlater · 7 months

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Phone Part 10: Return of the Angel +3

Male Reader x Kim Minju, Yeh Shuhua, Jung Eunbi (Eunha), Hwang Eunbi (SinB)

Length: 1550 words

Tags: strap-ons, lesbian sex, spitroasting, double penetration, overstimulation, loveless sex, voyeurism, watching, fingering thigh riding

TW: messy crazy bs

(A/N: this series randomly returns because I just needed to get this idea out of my system for good. This might be the conclusion to it, but probably not... well, maybe you send me some ideas to where this could lead up to.)

"I'll get going."

Bomi kisses your cheek, that sore cheek, sore like every patch of your skin, every bone in your body and every damn muscle, some of them you didn't even know could hurt before today. Hell, you don't even have the strength to give Bomi a proper goodbye, a weak wave is all you can muster up.

She'll not be mad at you. For what might have been either 15 or 150 minutes, you have taken turns on her and Shuhua's pussy—licking, fingering, fucking them until those tight caverns each got a big load in them. In the meantime, Minju has been their plaything. Especially Shuhua has this cruelty towards her "friend", edging her with fingers, reddening her thighs with extremely hard slaps and always promising that she'll get your cock—just to claim you with her pussy again.

You turn around when Bomi closes the door. Shuhua and Minju wrestle on the couch, the latter clearly outmatched when Shuhua puts her in a headlock with her thunder thighs. Minju tries to escape with licks on Shuhua's clit but can't find it—the nightmare of so many guys.

"Cut it out, you two," you groan, fingers on your temple.

"N-no," Minju whines. "Minju still needs cock, wants cum in her tummy!"

"I can't." Point at your limp dick, absolutely spent. "And I have a headache. At this point, I’ll start to hate sex. Fucking hell, I'll make myself tea."

"Oh, I have an idea," Shuhua smirks and reaches for her phone while you leave for the kitchen. Whatever it is, you don’t want to deal with it. You need something relaxing, something herbal, to heal all the soreness in your body. It’s incredible to think that there is something like too much sex. You’re really close to giving up on it, even though two nymphomaniacs have turned your house into sex hub.

“No, no, stay down. You’ll get cock soon,” you hear Shuhua belittle Minju, who just whines in her usual tone. She seems to not be a bit tired after all this.

“Well, it won’t be mine,” you shout back, watching the hot water fill your cup and turn the leaves into something magical.

“Yeah, I know, you’re basically useless at this point.” Ouch, that stings. “That’s why I called back up.”

“You what?!”

“They should be here any minute now.”

Shuhua is spot on. Before your tea is finished steeping, your door bursts open. But instead of a hung man, two rather petite women enter your house. Both have a bored look on their face and immediately get to undressing. Overcoats seem to be the shit right now, and no matter who comes through your front door, they always drop it on the floor.

“Uhm, hello?” you carefully greet them before remembering that this is your home, your kingdom! You can’t let strangers just walk in like they own the place. “This is kinda rude, you know?”

“Don’t care,” says the taller one with long, raven hair, dressed only in jeans. “We have business to do. Also, it’s rude to just stand there, naked, while two ladies walk in.” You blush and hide your crotch with the tea cup.

“We aren’t ladies, stop kidding yourself,” the other snarks back, while climbing out of her skirt. “I bet he is a good fuck, you shouldn’t kill your chances already.”

“Eh, I’ll think about it, but first—” Both girls suddenly pull out two strap-ons from God-knows-where and put them on with the casualness one would wear a fricking hat. The taller one hasn’t even removed her jeans, wearing the harness over it, while the other is fully naked and flaunts her butt at you.

“Yeah, I know, we got shit to do.” The short haired girl slaps her butt and you almost drop the cup when she walks past you with a wink. “Shuhua, where is this needy bitch? Or are you the needy bitch?”

“Oh, it’s so nice to see you, Eunbi and Eunbi,” Shuhua greets them and points at Minju, still trapped in between her fat thighs. “Look who I found.”

“She is insatiable. Incredible that he can still stand,” the shorter Eunbi says.

“Hm, maybe he is a good fuck. Anyways, we’ll try our best to keep her down,” the taller Eunbi says. The three conspirators try to agree on a strategy on how to fuck the angelic girl. You’ve become invisible in your own house, your entry to the living room goes largely unnoticed. Except for Minju who pouts at you when the two Eunbis lift her up and put her in a doggy position. The shorter one is below her, the other is ready to press the plastic cock into Minju’s puckered hole.

"Should we do it at the—nevermind, you're already in." The small Eunbi groans in annoyance, the other looks unapologetic and starts to rut slowly against Minju's butt. The long shaft forcing open Minju’s hole, paired with the denim on her sore, pink buttocks, must feel incredible and incredibly painful at the same time. Who knows which of the two makes Minju wail and moan more.

"Come on, Eunha, shove it in her sex," Shuhua urges on the Eunbi below as she excitedly stares at the unholy sight of fake cocks on ready holes. Her eyes mimic the camera lens for a porn shoot, while you're the director, watching the scene play out. Either way, it's good content.

"Minju's pussy, Minju's ass, so full!" Minju is loud, louder than before. Shuhua is having none of it.

"Shut up. SinB, make her stay quiet. And don't let her cum."

Two hands move to cover Minju's mouth, two cocks move in and out at a rapid pace, two sets of eyes watch on in awe. Satisfied with what crazy madness she has come up with, Shuhua sits down next to you and lazily jerks your cock with two fingers. Oh, that victorious smile, glassy, lewd eyes, you'd love to wipe it off her face.

"You like what you see? Now you don't have to do anything anymore."

"What was that about me being useless?" Grab her by the throat and spit in her face. She looks pissed, you love it. "I came in you, even when Minju was willing to do anything to get my load and now you're still cruel to her? Seems mildly unfair."

"And what are you gonna do about it? Fuck her, if you can."

Shuhua is bratty, but just as much as she is bratty, she is also light. You easily place her nude frame on your thigh, her still dripping, creaming heat right on your skin. She hisses and you tighten your grip on her throat.

"I'm going to make you cum—you know I can, it's super easy—but only if you tell those two friends of yours to make Minju cum until she passes out.”

“Fuck, bastard,” Shuhua hisses. With your thumb on her clit, this is easily the quietest and tamest she has been for hours. Her body twitches, an honest reaction to how much she is addicted to the mind-blowing orgasms you can get out of her. Such a small finger, yet she is squirming, contemplating, faltering.

“Those two are so cruel,” you tell Shuhua, nose deep in her greasy hair. “They fuck her so hard, just to pull out at the last moment. Why do you want to torture Minju so bad?”

“Be-because she needs to get to the-the point.”

“What point?”

“The point where sex is no fun. She can go forever. She will never stop, your—fuck—plan to make her p-pass out, useless.”

This explains a lot. The Angel is insatiable, her lust seems infinite, but Shuhua’s plan—won’t it make things worse? At some point, SinB and Eunha will have to stop and Minju will be more desperate than ever. She will wobble through the house, tackle you the second she sees you and will force your cock in her pussy no matter what. A true tragedy.

“Well, I don’t care,” you say and tug at one of Shuhua’s nipples, she bites her fingers. “You’ve been too greedy, time for her to—”

“Fuck, fine.

“SinB, don’t hold back. Eunha, suck her tits, overstimulate this bitch!”

“What?” the two ask in unison and disbelief.

“Do-don’t ask questions, please, just do it!”

The way the two purple plastic cocks move in and out of Minju with the sole goal of too much pleasure has you satisfied and in a new heat, your cock hardening slowly but surely. With an ever increasing rhythm, you move your thigh up and down and Shuhua starts to ride, her loudness increasing again. She is as close as Minju and it only takes SinB pulling those messed up oak strands, you to rub Shuhua’s clit, for them both to explode.

You focus not on Shuhua shuddering, shaking on you, but at Minju’s expression. Her eyes jump wide, then tears shoot out and flow down, just to be blocked by SinB’s hands on her mouth. She’d be so loud, words messier than her hair would fill the room. After this peak, both collapse. Shuhua meets the floor, Minju falls on top of Eunha, who still thrusts, even spanks the Angel’s ass.

You’re hard again. Where is this going to end?

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doromoni · 9 months

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Hunting Affections

Charles Leclerc x photographer ! reader

Max Verstappen x photographer ! reader

Part 7.

fanfic + smau fic

y/n faceclaim : Hwang Eunbi

warnings : small amounts of possessiveness and angsts :>>

A/N : UP FOR EDITING 🤍

Summary; Love is but a concept — just connections of neurons that take part in the brain … and yet, why is it the most painful when one falls alone?

Loving someone who doesn’t love you back , until you can’t no more. Maybe then they’ll actually know what they’ve lost.

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charles_leclerc You’re with Verstappen?! Arthur, we’re brothers how can you do this?!! He is the person who stole y/n from me!! And why are you even at y/n’s house? Are still talking to her, when I specifically said don’t?!

arthur_leclerc I get to choose who I get to be friends with, Charles. I won’t let you dictate my relationship with y/n anymore, she is like family to me. I’m trying to fix our relationship… I could only say that you should do the same. I’ll talk to you in person if you want to say more.

y/n_stills.

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y/n_stills. what a weird family date. I came home with can I be your grid child applications. @maxvertappen1 can you handle 2 more?

I didn’t let them drink or over feed them. We followed the meal plan . There’s a responsible adult here (me) 😇

maxverstappen1 we barely have @oscarpiastri for a month, can I buy you a dog instead?

y/n_stills. aw, sorry @olliebearman and @arthurleclerc . Papa said no :((

oscarpiastri yeah nah, I’m good being an only child. Thanks.

olliebearman what? Nooooooo. what do I need to do to pass @maxvestappen1?

arthur_leclerc yup , same question 🙋‍♂️ was our fifa game not enough @maxverstappen1

oscarpiastri @olliebearman @arthur_leclerc you need to win the F2 championship, that’s all. 😁

y/n_stills. welp there you go! That’s the requirement, kids. Good luck 😊

maxverstappen1 they said it, not me 🤷‍♂️

ferraridriveracademy hear that boys? @olliebearman @arthur_leclerc win the championship 🫣

y/n_stills. @ferraridriveracademy … nope, shhh shhh none from you 😀 promise an f1 seat first then talk.

landonorris Max sent me a video of everyone eating McFlurries :)) great meal plan ! Count me in

y/n_stills. what McFlurry 😊 there was no ice cream involved . right @maxvestappen1

danielricciardo Max sent me the same vid. @y/n_stills. What’s up with you and McFlurries?

y/n_stills. MAX!! i told you not to tattle >:(( and fyi danny ricccccc McFlurries are the best, that’s why.

maxverstappen1 sorry, dear 😅

oscarpiastri not gonna lie it was good.

landonorris you like anything sweet 🙄

arthur_leclerc McFlurries are good. I liked it. Period

olliebearman well it is worth the calories

y/n_stills. more than gelato? @olliebearman @arthur_leclerc🧐

arthur_leclerc 😐😐😐

olliebearman uhhhhh

Bffusername are these my nephews?

y/n_stills. you’ll finally meet everyone tomorrow!!

lewishamilton You went to the restaurant!

y/n_stills. We did! Thanks for the recommendation, Lew!

user1 why are they fighting about McFlurries? Did I miss a chapter?

user2 at this point I just sit back and watch the chaos.

user3 I know right? The grid interaction this season is extra silly.

user4 not y/n feeding the grid kids sweets 🥺, why is that endearing. Imagine max driving through a McDonald’s drive through with the kids at the back seat . Oh no I’m soft

user5 @user4 let’s be delulu together! That’s so domesticated, I cant handle it.

y/n_stills. @user4 what if I said, that actually happened 🫣

user4 OH MY!! Y/N !! Nooooo you did not 😭😭.

user6 we’re do I subscribe for keeping up with the Verstappens?

y/n_stills. No stop, this sound so fun! Someone write that down!

user6 you heard y/n! Produce it now!

user7 Max being a grid dad was not on my 2023 bingo card

user8 but we are not complaining, @y/n_stills. pls give us more family content

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y/n_stills. I got you boo 😘

bffusername I also want the pin thingy you have >:(( how do I get that?

y/n_stills. you mean the team access badge? HAHAHAH either work for a team or date a driver 🤷‍♂️

Bffusername oh… HAHAHAHAHAHHA

y/n_stills. COME ON BE A WAG , choose someone single from the grid!!

Bffusername df y/n? The only people I know here are you and Max. Oh and that guy I bumped into before going to the garage. I think he followed me just now?

y/n_stills. b/f/n?!! WHAT?!! Spill!! I leave you for 1 minute for work and you already found someone.

Bffusername Dude chill! I’m a singer, he probably followed me because of that, though it was my private account… maybe he made a mistake. I think you know him quite well actually! He said his name was Nando Lorris?

y/n_stills. NO. Shut up. b/f/n….do you mean Lando Norris? Was his hair brown and messy , green eyes and was he wearing orange?

Bffusername YES! THATS HIM! yeah I bumped into him outside the McLaren(?) garage. The one beside the Ferrari one.

y/n_stills. And He followed you on instagram? your private one? I can’t wait to rub this in his face!! HAHAHAHAHAHA this is GOLD.

Bffusername what do you mean?

y/n_stills. Oh nothing my gorgeous best friend ~ hang on tight for a few more minutes, I’m almost done with work

Bffusername No worries , babe! It’s urgent and I’m a big girl and I can handle myself 😘.

I quickly pulled out my messages and started text bombing Lando.

————-F1 Breaking-————

FIA denies Ferrari’s appeal towards claims of impeding towards Leclerc by Red bull's Verstappen , Perez and McLaren's Norris, Piastri. Both teams will not face any penalties and will continue the race with a warning.

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b/f/n and I strolled through the circuit, trying to find our way towards the red bull car of max in the front of the grid. Finding the act to be a difficulty as the grid became packed with people trying to have a look at the cars and some looking for a chance to talk to the drivers.

Holding onto b/f/n’s hand , I tried to lead us towards the front — when a mic suddenly appeared and the all too familiar friendly voice of David Croft boomed, and the camera focused on us.

“Y/N! It’s Lovely to see down here again! We have been missing your presence at Sky. So how have you been? “ A feeling of fondness blossomed in my heart at the sight of an old colleague and friend.

With a smile . I answered the jolly commentator

“Crofty! It’s lovely to see you too! Well, i’ll admit it’s quite weird to be at the receiving end of the microphone. I’ve been great, thank you for asking! “ Crofty’s eyes fell towards my best friend , who interestingly was a very popular singer.

A chuckle fell from my mouth as Crofty started to fire questions towards the clueless b/f/n — who did not realise that the person she was talking to was the colleague that i’ve told her stories about on so many occasions.

“Ms. b/f/n, What a surprise to see you here, a pleasant surprise of course! I didn’t know that you were a fan of the sport! Are you having fun so far?”

“Oh, well I don’t really know much about F1 to be considered a fan. Y/n , here begged me to finally meet her friends and to see what all the fuss was about. Well, I’ll admit, everything has been exhilarating so far! The energy here is amazing. “

“Well thank you so much for talking to us , Ms. b/f/n! And y/n we really do need to catch up more often~ bye ladies!” Clutching b/f/n’s hand a little tighter as people kept pushing through.

I continued to venture towards Red Bull. Then a flash of orange lingering towards my right and a thought came to mind. With a smirk playing on my lips, I pulled b/f/n towards the car of the one and only Nando Lorris

“Y/n, where are you taking me? The red bull cars are that way” b/f/n said as she pointed towards the front of the grid. Pasting my most innocent smile on, I only looked at her and continued to pull.

“Oh Landoooo~” I chimed as soon as we were close enough for the British driver to hear. At the sound of my voice , he turned around — his green eyes slowly growing bigger at the sight of my companion. A sly grin formed on my lips.

“b/f/n this is Lando , Lando this is b/f/n. Isn’t it nice that my best friends are finally meeting each other? You two get to know each other , I’ll go find Max. Ok? Bye! I’ll find you before the anthem starts! Lando will explain ~ “ I dashed away as soon as I said bye, not leaving enough time for any of them to interrupt. Better make great use of the opportunity, Lando.

Skipping through the crowd, as the Red and Blue car of my boyfriend grew nearer. And there stood Max, in all his glory; clothed in his fireproofs with his race suit only zipped halfway. A faux red bull can in his hand , teeth gently biting the straw as he spoke to his race engineer. Dark blonde hair deliciously tousled from his balaclava. Skin flushed red from the heat of the engine

Appreciating my boyfriend, my eyes travelling all over his physique. Max was made for racing, he was so in tune with the environment, the car, the people… everything — it was electrifying to witness. Oh how did I not see him sooner.

Feeling my gaze on him, Max’s eyes found mine. A charming smile overtook his features, as he beckoned me towards him. As I came near enough, Max had pulled me into his arms and placed a kiss on my lips, a hand cupping my jaw.

The mix of the sudden public display of affection and my already heated thoughts made blood rush to my cheeks. Embarrassed , as I hid my face in his embrace and mumbled.

“Max, people are watching”

“Let them watch, I don’t care,” Max said as he placed another peck on my forehead. I lifted my head to look into his eyes, my chin resting on his hardened chest. A look of fondness flashed through his features as he quickly planted another kiss on my lips making me melt into his embrace even further.

“Max , when I said people watching, I meant our boss is watching” I said chuckling softly as I looked towards the direction of Christian Horner, who was now faking a cough along with Max’s other engineers.

“Alright! I’m sorry! “ Max said jokingly , as he let me out of his embrace— only to catch my hand in his and intertwine our fingers in the process.

“How was your day , Liebling? Oh , where is b/f/n? “ Max said as he pulled us to a quieter part of the track. At the mention of b/f/n’s name , the sly grin once again graced my face.

“Everything was alright, love~ and b/f/n is with McLaren” A look of confusion was present in the Dutchman’s face.

“She knows someone from McLaren? I thought you and I were the only people she knew here”

“ Well apparently, my dearest Emilian , a certain McLaren driver “bumped” into b/f/n and “accidentally” followed her private instagram account” I spilled with a cheeky-est smile I could muster.

Then suddenly a look of understanding passed through Max

“NOOOO LANDO?!! how didn’t I see this? He follows all her public accounts and he’s always listening to her music “ Max eyes were shot wide , I giggled as I nodded to him

“That’s what I said!! Lando better not screw this up” I stated elated that Max was in the same wavelength. Suddenly the alarm that the nation’s anthem would be starting soon rang, catching both Max's and I's attention.

“My Love, I need to fetch b/f/n. I’ll see you again in the garage, okay?” I detached my hand from his , only to find its way to his structured jaw

“Good luck and please be safe. Win or lose, you will always be my champion” Max leaned his forehead to mine, a habit the he grew to do everytime that he was overwhelmed with emotion.

“I love you, Liebling”

“And I love you , Max”

Gazing into his eyes, then placing my lips to his once more . Not noticing the splash of red passing behind us.

—————-

“And it’s lights out, and away we go!” And With Crofty’s signature phrase, the racr had officially begun.

The first few laps had been successful for all teams, having no collisions or machinery errors this far into the race.

Time passed as quickly as the cars had. The laps had been halved, with teams gaining positions while others have lost positions; and Ferrari belonged to the latter.

The race was going as usual, with Max leading grid. Until a weird radio call from Checo’s car was broadcasted.

*radio beep*

* WHAT IS LECLERC DOING?? He didn’t leave enough space! We almost collided again, that’s twice!! Is the FIA investigating?*

* Copy , Checo. We will talk to the stewards again. *

* What position am I in now?*

* That’s P4, P4*

*radio end*

Then another radio call was heard, this time it was from Hamilton in the Mercedes car.

*radio beep*

* I see , a Ferrari behind . Will they be attacking? *

* that is Leclerc and Ferrari will not attack and they will conserve the tires*

* Cop- WHAT THE ****! Leclerc suddenly attacked! He’s infront but his tires are not good*

*radio end*

Confusion filled all the team garages, including the Italian team in red . As another radio call was broadcasted, this time it was from Ferrari themselves

*radio beep*

*Charles do not push! Tires are degraded!*

* Charles, do you copy?*

* LECLERC BOX BOX! TIRES ARE DEGRADING FAST, YOU’LL BLOW A TIRE*

*radio ends*

A sudden silence filled the air as people tried to understand the situation. As engineers busied themselves with data and informing drivers of the situation. Anxiety filled me as Charles slowly closed the gap between his Ferrari and Max’s Red bull. The sudden departure of b/f/n didn’t help either , as she had an urgent family matter to handle.

Everyone was holding their breaths as the last lap of the race approached. I focused my eyes on the screen and listened closely to the commentator.

“It's the final lap and It's a neck on neck for Verstappen and Leclerc! It's Verstappen! No! It's Leclerc! It's the final turn before the chequered flag. Leclerc is gaining on Verstappen, here comes the final turn. Verstappen breaks last! But Leclerc is not far behind. “

“AND THE FERRARI AND REDBULL TOUCH! WHEELS HAVE MADE CONTACT. BOTH CARS ARE LOSING CONTROL! AND LECLERC AND VERSTAPPEN GO OUT SPINNING.”

Crashes and collisions are not unusual to the high speed sport of Formula 1, yet it does not diminish the depravity of it all . I couldn't shake the worry and dread that swallowed my every emotion. Nerves spiking as my leg bounces uncontrollably at the sight of the cars colliding and spinning off track. Panic increasingly grew as the garage turned to radio silent…

“AND LECLERC GOES INTO THE BARRIER BUT VERSTAPPEN HAS FOUND TRACTION! AND MAX VERSTAPPEN CROSSES THE CHEQUERED FLAG! HE HAS WON! THAT'S ANOTHER WIN FOR MAX AND REDBULL.”

As the crowd cheered, the garage of red and blue was filled with ecstatic mechanics patting each other on the back and engineers chattering over each other as they celebrated another race win.

Even as the air filled with cheers and excitement, I could only think about the wellbeing of Max. Was he alright , Is he hurt? Only these thoughts filled my mind. I silently chewed on my lip as my leg continued to bounce and my fingers tapped on my other knee – with my head down and eyes shut close, as I tried to assure myself that Max was not going anywhere.

Startled, at someone’s hand on my shoulder – I opened my eyes. A piece of metal equipment, painted a deep blue color was in my line of sight, a headset. Abruptly lifting my head, I was faced with one of Max’s race engineers . He supported a comforting smile as he placed the headset into my hands.

“Christian said you could talk to him, you tell him he won, yeah?”

Quickly understanding the situation, I was on my feet. With a quick smile and thank you, I placed the headset on – it was slightly heavy and a shiver ran up my spine as I felt its shocking coldness on my face. Not wasting any more time, I pressed the radio button that allowed me to communicate with Max.

*radio beep*

*MAX! Are you alright!? Are you hurt in any way?*

*Y/N? Wha-?*

*It's me. Love, are you alright? Please tell me you’re okay*

A bit confused, yet more so delighted to talk to his partner on his car radio , Max replied – without a worry that everyone tuned in all over the globe would be able to hear. Because, He was proud to call y/n, his and If he were to choose, he will always have his Liebling’ voice to listen to in every race in his entire life.

*I'm alright. Liebling. I’m not hurt, just a bit dizzy. And no, I do not need medical attention. Thank you for worrying though. *

A smile can be heard through the driver’s radio as he talked. Shocking fans and presenters from the softness and warmth of the Dutch Drivers voice as he spoke to his girlfriend.

* That was quite a spin Max, you scared me! you almost crashed into the wall! You idiot … but congratulations that’s P1! P1! You won! Love, that's another podium!*

* Nice, Nice! Simply lovely! And I simply love you my Schatz!!*

*That’s so going on live tv …You’re so lame! I love you too, see you on the podium! Your engineer needs the headset back, ciao dear.*

*Your love hurts, dear HAHAHA. Yeah, let me talk to GP. *

*radio end*

The feeling of worry and dread leaving my system at Max’s assurance. I thanked the engineer again and I returned the headset back , with a grin on my face – now giddy for Max and the team’s success. Skipping out of the Red Bull garage making way to congratulate Max at the barricade with the rest of the crew.

When suddenly a red gloved hand held my arm – stopping me in my tracks.

It’s Carlos! I smiled as I greeted him.

“Hey Chili! Congrats on the race~ what’s up?”

“Hola, Nina , thank you… ” the smile on my face slowly dimmed and replaced concern . Carlos was not looking at me straight, his demeanour was not at all normal – he was fidgety and restless.

“Carlos? Is everything alright? You could tell me” I asked, trying to catch his line of sight.

“I, uh… Y/n its about Charles ..he’s has gone mad” my concern suddenly morphed into confusion.

“What do you mean by that C?” I tried probing. His eyes darted left and right , surveying for any filming cameras.

“When the FIA differed Ferrari’s appeal towards Red bull and McLaren , Charles lost it and started trashing the motorhome. And during the race , he ignored all team orders… especially during the last lap. He was told not to push and attack Max. ”

I was suddenly speechless. All the color on my face drained and my palms started to clam up. Brows furrowing as I stared at Carlos , nothing coming out my mouth.

“Pierre and I are planning an intervention before this goes way out of hand and before people get killed on that track. I know that we are asking so much , but we need you with us Y/N” My eyes shot wide as his request registered to me. My throat is growing dryer by the second.

“Carlos , I don’t kno– I’m not su-. I'm sorry, I can't give an answer now. Please let me think about it, ” I pleaded.

“Yes! Y/n ,of course. Just think about it . ” Carlos quickly replied.

“Thank you , C” I smiled as quickly side hugged him and scurried away , desperately trying to find Max or any familiar face from Red Bull.

As I neared the barracks, I schooled my expression — trying to forget what I just heard from the Spanish driver. This was not the time to make things about myself, it was time to celebrate the success of Max and the team.

y/n_stills.

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coldfanbou · 2 years

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Fall of the Queen

Today I bring with me this short SinB piece.

Length: 1.5K

SinB x M reader

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Hwang Eunbi, more commonly known as SinB, roamed the halls, not a care in the world. Today she wore a short skirt and a black and white long sleeve with a small tie. Her demeanor as she walked was one of strength and grace. She was this school’s queen with no one else on her level. SinB had an iron grip here, student, professor, president; it did not matter who you were. She held power over everyone here. Her dominating spirit was clear to anyone that looked at her. She was known for picking on students as they crossed her path. Unfortunately, that student would be you today. You didn’t even see her coming; you were carrying a mountain of boxes when she tripped you. “Oops, you should watch where you’re walking.” Today was not the day to mess with you; your frustration had been building the entire day. First, your car broke down, making you late to class on an exam day; you and the professor argued after he didn’t let you take the exam you needed to take to pass the course. After all that, staff suddenly told your club that it was necessary to move out of its current room to one across the school. No one was available to help you carry dozens of boxes. Now, this, well, you had enough; as SinB walks past your fallen body, you trip her.

She hits the ground with a thud, “You should watch where you’re walking.” you tell her mockingly. She’s quick to get up and stomp on your leg. Revenge for your transgression

“Who do you think you are tripping me? Do you know who I am?” Anger in her voice as SinB says this.

“Yeah, you’re the queen bitch SinB.”

The scowl on SinB’s face grows before turning into a smirk. “You know what? If you kiss my foot like the peasant you are, I’ll let you go.” She stretches her leg over to your face. “Come on, kiss it.” The arrogance in her voice was annoying; you rolled over onto your back.

“Fuck off, SinB” She doesn’t like hearing that; instead, she gets between your legs, her foot on your crotch.

“If you won’t kiss it, I’ll make you. I bet you like this, don’t you? My foot rubbing your cock like this. I bet you wish you could fuck me.” SinB moves her hand to where her pussy would be to mime fucking her.

“I bet that’s all you really need, a good fucking” You retort, “A bitch like you can’t get any” SinB has anger in her eyes.

“Plenty of people would give their life just to fuck me.”

“Oh yeah, who?”

“You, when you end up in a ditch tonight,” Venom spewed from her words. SinB starts to undo your pants then and there. “I’ll show you what it feels like to fuck a queen before you die” She kneels to grab your cock, and she starts to jerk you off. You get hard as her soft hands, holding you so roughly, arouses you. “look who’s getting hard from my handjob. I guess you did want to fuck me.” She aggressively strokes your cock; as you try to get up, she shoves you back down. She moves to straddle you; she hooks her panties and forces them to the side before she plunges onto your cock. You both grunt, not wanting to show the other weakness in the form of a moan. However, SinB is slow to move; she’s bent over a little, giving herself time to adjust to you. Seeing the opportunity, you thrust your hips. Your cock rams far into her pussy, and you hold onto her waist as you continue to thrust into her. SinB’s back arches, and a moan escapes her. “Fuck you” SinB acts like she doesn’t like it, but her body says otherwise. Her pussy grows wetter with every thrust, and her hands are gripping onto yours so tightly, keeping them there. You get her hands off you and tear her shirt away from her, getting a good look at her modest chest. You see, she wasn’t wearing a bra.

“You’re just a little slut aren’t you? You’re not wearing a bra.” Your hands lunge at her tits harshly, grabbing them before pulling on her nipples.

“I’m not a slut” SinB says weakly as your thrusts continue to melt her mind. You feel SinB’s pussy tighten around you, signaling her incoming orgasm. You stop your thrusting at once. SinB looks down at you. “Hey, wait, what are you doing? Keep going”

“What happened to big strong SinB? Is she just a little bitch in heat now?”

“I’m not a bitch in heat” SinB’s heavy breaths make her argument unconvincing; she tries to get up, but you grab her waist again and bring her creasing down on your cock. SinB lets out a scream as you continue to pound her pussy. As soon as she’s about to cum you stop again. SinB lets out a whimper, “Please. Just let me cum”

“Does SinB want me to fuck her like the little slut she is”

“Y-yes, please fuck me.” That once indomitable spirit SinB had was gone; instead, on your cock was this weak and submissive girl. You start bucking your hips upwards again, and your cock reaches into her pussy as SinB finally gets the release she desperately wanted. SinB collapses on you. You push her off and stand up. You grab her waist and lift her up as she lays on the floor. “What are you doing? Let me rest.”

“I’m not done with you yet” Slamming her against the wall, you grab your cock and ram it back into her. SinB screams out in pleasure as she feels your cock pierce through her pussy,

“Fuck, please let me rest!”

“I said I’m not done with you yet” You continue to thrust, grabbing her hair you pull it back. As her head is forced back, you whisper into her ear, “You’re my bitch now. Anytime I want to use you, you come to me ready to be fucked okay?

“Ye-yes, I’ll be your free use bitch” Hearing the mighty SinB say this makes you more excited; you thrust wildly into her pussy, her juices now collecting on the floor below her. Your wild thrust puts you over the edge, and you pump your cum into SinB without warning. Her body shudders as it feels your cum pour inside of her. You don’t let up and continue to thrust into her. Your orgasm has made you sensitive, but you continue to thrust. You can feel all the rounded edges of SinB’s walls rub your cock. “Fu-fuck me, Fuck me” SinB keeps repeating those words as you keep pounding her. You pull her hair with more force, causing her body to leave the wall before you shove her against it again. You start to slap her ass with tremendous force.

“I bet you always dreamt of being fucked like this, didn’t you? Being someone’s fuckdoll”

“I only want to be your fuck doll.” SinB gets out between breaths. You impale her with your cock burying yourself to the hilt. You cum into her pussy again; this time, you feel SinB’s pussy start milking you, each part of your shaft squeezed by her walls. You let her drop to her knees after you pull out. Her breathing is heavy, having just endured two loads inside her. You pull her hair, forcing her to face you; her mouth hangs open, her tongue sticking out. You slap our cum covered cock on her tongue before thrusting it into her mouth. You decide to be a little gentler as she starts to follow your orders. You merely have your hand on her head to guide her; she bobs her head on her own. She tries to take all of your cock inside her mouth but gags and is forced back. She never lets you out of her mouth, though. Her tongue licks up and down your shaft, and your cock pulses in SinB’s mouth. You pull out before you cum and spray it all over her face. It covers her eyes and runs down her cheeks and chin.

“You’re mine now, SinB. We’ll properly train you later. Get going, and don’t dare cover yourself or clean your face. I want everyone to see you for the slut you are.” SinB, still on the ground, nods and starts to make her way home. As for you, you return to moving all the boxes to the new building. Unfortunately, the student SinB ran into today was you.

Months later, you make your way down those same halls, this time though SinB is walking beside you. Her training completed; whenever the two of you decide to go out she has to be naked. SinB must walk the halls with you naked on all fours like the good pet she is. After that initial fuck, SinB had turned out to be quite a submissive girl. Anytime you told her you were horny, she would offer you her body. She was practically begging for sex most of the time. How the mighty have fallen.

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sunflowersoonyoung · 2 years

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the crimson-haired princess | sinb

w.c ↠ 3.2k

pairing ↠ sinb x gender neutral!reader

genre/s ↠ medieval fantasy!au, runaway princess!sinb, physician!reader, fluff, angst

description ↠ eunbi turned up practically at your doorstep, an impossibly beautiful face beneath a muddy and drenched dress. you took her in, guessing but not quite grasping that she had stumbled free from a faraway life.

warning/s ↠ various injuries, forced arranged marriage

a/n ↠ this is freaking adorable and I love it. the moment this was requested I planned the entire thing in an hour, because I was instantly inspired. I hope you enjoy it anon~ this was an amazing request

requested by anon

It was a particularly cool and grey night, not a night that you would expect your life to change. Frigid wind trickled through the gaps in your wooden walls, the shrill cry of the breeze adding to the feeling of loneliness that had settled into the furniture.

Ever since your mother had developed arthritis in her fingers, she and your father had retired to a somewhat extravagant home a few hours away, leaving you to tend to their physician’s shop alone.

Even though you lived in a small village, too far from the palace’s town to receive official orders, there was still a relatively high demand for medicine and therapy. This specific night you were prepping a poultice for the blacksmith’s son, who had terribly burned his underarm.

Your focus was shattered by the sound of struggling from outside. A shallow river ran a few metres from your front door, snaking through the scattered houses of the village, and it sounded like something had been caught in it.

A wounded animal, you theorised, because they were thrashing and roaring through the water - it had happened in the past. You set down your instruments and hurried to save it.

But it was no animal; it was a human.

The first thing you noticed was her vivid crimson hair, tangled and clinging to her face, the colour of an impossibly red apple. She had strikingly beautiful features, glossy lips and a perfectly oval face.

The stranger caught in the river was wearing this expensive, lacy dress that reached down to her ankles, that you imagined had in the past been an ivory colour like marble. Now it was various shades of brown and black mud, the fabric sticking to her skin. She had fallen on her backside, and her face was tight with pain.

The moment she saw you, she reeled in fear and struggled to get to her feet.

“Hey, wait!” You had noticed her inflamed ankle by now, “you’ve injured yourself, don’t stand so quickly!”

Providing evidence for your words, the moment she put weight on her foot, she fell once more onto the rocky riverbed, crying out in pain. You approached, and her head shot up at you, freezing like a rabbit beneath a predator’s gaze.

“Here,” you offered her a cautious hand, attempting to gain her trust, “I’m a physician. I can help. Besides, your dress is all wet; you’ll catch cold if you stay outside.”

She gauged you for a moment longer, and you added with a worried sigh, “please trust me. I can treat you.”

At last, she gave in, clasping her hand with yours. You firmly dragged her out of the water, catching her and slinging an arm under her shoulders. She was just as light as she looked when she lowered her weight onto you, dazed by the multiple falls she had suffered.

Inside your home, you had her recline on the sofa. It was not very soft, but it improved from where she had been moments earlier. Now that you saw her ankle close-up, you could see it had begun to blush and bruise.

Just a sprain, you prayed. You carefully raised the girl’s ankle onto a stool.

“What’s your name?” You asked - a tactic you often used to distract new patients from their pain. As you waited for her response, you found a clean cloth amidst your cluttered clinic and doused it in water from the flask at your hip.

“Eunbi,” she hesitantly answered.

You had to push the wet dress up her calf, wrapping the cloth you had just prepared around her swollen joint. Eunbi hissed and then sighed in relief, covering her mouth with her palm the entire time.

“Eunbi,” you repeated, smiling up at her, “that’s a pretty name. I’ll get you a blanket.”

As you got up to search your cupboards for one of those handmade woollen blankets your mother had left you, Eunbi spoke once more.

“Um…can you help me out of this dress? You can cut it off if you need. I just want it off.”

You regarded her for a moment, only now noticing the depths of the fear and weariness on her face, blueish brown half crescents hanging beneath her eyes. Something was wrong, something she had hidden beneath the surfaces of her attractive features.

You nodded slowly, “I can do that for you. It’ll help you keep sickness away, anyway. But I will have to cut it free as you said. I’m too afraid to disturb your foot.”

You recovered a blanket and draped it over the poor girl, who was now shivering, her lips turning purplish in the cold. Then, as she drew it close to herself, you snatched the iron scissors from your work table.

“Lean forward for me,” you said gently, and she did as you had asked, revealing the low back of her dress, holding the blanket to her front. You hooked the scissors inside the fabric, wincing when you heard the expensive dress tear open. You cut jaggedly, taking care not to graze her skin with the blade till she was free enough to slip out of it.

Her back was petite and ivory, and yet shock doused you as you examined her closer. Minor cuts and bruises littered the stretch of skin, all the way down to the small of her back. When you were younger, you used to get similar wounds by tearing irresponsibly through the forest till you tripped and hurt yourself.

Why had she been running through the woods?

But you remained silent, moving away from her back. You helped her peel off the rest of the wet fabric - ending up with a tattered clump of what was in the past a beautiful dress.

You had freed her now from her soaked clothes, and the wool began to ebb warmth back into her. By the time you returned to her, discarding the rags of her clothing, Eunbi was fast asleep; her head slumped forwards against her chest.

You thought for a moment about waking her and adjusting her into a more comfortable position but decided against it. The distress on her face had finally eased, melting away as she dozed off, and now she was at peace; she was safe between the walls of your home.

Over that night, you returned to her, repeatedly changing the wet cloth around her ankle until you were satisfied it had recovered sufficiently. Her skin was no longer cushiony and pink, it was now matching the rest of her skin. She would have to tread carefully, but otherwise, she was fine.

You finally passed out in your bed at that stage, relieved and simultaneously still concerned. There were other pressing issues, but you would not be able to broach those without Eunbi prompting first. Such as where she had come from.

You rose the following day, and Eunbi was still deeply asleep. Mildly worried, you left her some clothes to change into and left to run some errands. You delivered and helped apply that poultice and exchanged a few potions (non-medicinal ones that had similar effects to alcohol) for a whole basket of fresh, warm bread at the bakery.

Upon returning home, approximately midday, you found Eunbi awake. She had changed into the clothes you had provided, which were hanging from her small frame loosely, and was curiously examining the shelves of dried herbs you had lined up on the walls. She turned to face you, and a bright smile burst across her face, catching you off guard.

“Y-You’re awake,” you stammered, “how’s your ankle feeling?”

“Fine, thank you.”

Eunbi’s gaze drifted downwards, and she swallowed thickly. You realised she was staring at the breadbasket in your arms.

“Would you like some butter as well?” You laughed.

You left the basket on your round dining table, shoving aside a few papers onto the floor in the process, and meandered through the entrance room to the kitchen.

“What’s your name?”

A warm smile passed over her lips. She tucked her fluffy scarlet hair behind her ears, exuding joy.

She spoke up just as you passed through the doorway, and you turned back to face her, surprised.

“I forgot to tell you, didn’t I? I’m (F/n).”

You returned shortly with a jar of butter and a blunt butter knife, as well as a jug of water and a glass. You tore a piece of bread in half and then cut it lengthways, spreading a thick layer of butter onto the fluffy centre and offering it to your guest.

Eunbi devoured it, stuffing large chunks into her mouth impatiently. Before you knew it, it had disappeared, and she was licking the grease of the butter off of her fingers, turning back to you for another piece.

“Oh, uh,” you hastily buttered another piece for her and handed it to her, “here.”

This time she ate slower, and you poured her a glass of water in the meantime.

“You must have been hungry,” you commented amusedly. She looked up at you and nodded thoughtfully, swallowing down some bread. Eunbi seemed to be pondering something, hesitating, carefully examining her words.

“Would it be okay…if I stayed with you for a little while?”

She looked so full of hope, waiting anxiously for your answer.

“Mm…if you help me. I have daily medications to make, errands to run as well. I can teach you which herbs are useful in the forest, and you can help me wash laundry in the river. In return for the work, you can stay as long as you need, and I’ll keep you well-fed.”

Eunbi initially wore a look of surprise, which then faded into delight. She smiled, an unrestrained and pure smile, and you realised she was beautiful.

Of course, you had noticed that already. That was the first thing you had recognised about Eunbi. But she had this delicate beauty that ran through every crevice of her, inside and outside; she was bursting with it. It gave you that same joyous sensation that admiring the blossoming trees in spring gave you.

From that day onwards, Eunbi took the role of your assistant.

She was not very adept at anything practical. Apparently, she had never washed clothes before, clumsy and awkward and only half-washing most of the laundry. You showed her how to do it patiently.

You then took her into the forest, and when you let her be, she returned to you with handfuls of poisonous berries. Panicked, you slapped them out of her possession and plunged her hands into the river till you could be sure her skin was clean of toxins.

And, Eunbi was easily frightened by creatures of the forest that you had learned to ignore from early childhood. She ran all the way home to you in tears when a snake had passed her by.

One evening, just as she had begun to acclimatise to her new job, you had left her to wash sheets in the river. You were grinding up herbs when you heard the frantic sound of splashing.

Concerned that she had fallen again, as she had done that multiple times now, you rushed outside to check on her. Eunbi had not slipped this time.

She was tearing through the water, full of bright laughter, uncaring that she was getting drenched and that her feet were slick with mud. She resembled a child, unable to contain the pure joy she had discovered in running through the stream.

Eunbi saw you and halted so quickly that she almost fell forwards, steadying herself by wildly swinging her arms and then beaming at you.

“It’s so cold!” She laughed giddily.

You were breathless, stunned by her genuine allure.

“Eunbi, you’re beautiful,” you said without thinking.

She looked taken aback, her excitement leaking from her expression into blank shock, her cheeks flushing pink. You would have assumed that was something she had heard countless times before, and yet her response was as if it were her first time hearing it.

“(F/n),” she mumbled, folding her arms over her chest, “it’s too cold now.”

You quickly realised this was an invitation, as she swayed on her feet as if swooning. You crossed into the river with Eunbi and slung an arm around her shoulders. She pressed her small body against yours, her warmth bleeding into your dry clothes. Whilst in this close position, you helped her inside.

Holding her like that seemed to bridge a gap that had hung between you both, physical affection becoming a common occurrence.

You were now courting the beautiful, crimson-haired girl. She would hold your arm as you walked together to the woods, finding you on cold nights to cuddle up against you.

It was like you had already married. You were familiar and casually affectionate, and the relationship felt as natural as breathing did.

As she folded clothes one warm afternoon and gazed out of the window, her milky skin bathed in margarine light, your peace would briefly be shattered. There were still secrets to be uncovered, after all.

A sound like thunder rang across the village, making the ground rumble like a mild earthquake. It was a large group of horses from the kingdom, all mounted with royal knights and draped with the royal family’s insignia. Eunbi’s tranquil expression quickly sharpened with intense fear, and she turned to you in desperation.

“I-I need you to hide me,” she spoke with panic and urgency. Although you had countless questions, her face made your stomach go cold. You hurried her into your bedroom on the opposite side of the house, closing the door behind her.

Just as you had removed her from sight, a severe and curt knock on your door drew you back to the entrance.

Standing before you was one of the knights, dressed in light armour and lengths of striking red fabric. His expression was stony, and it was as if he was barely registering you as a person. Instead, he was looking behind you, scanning your messy shop. Now he looked down at you and pulled out a roll of parchment, unfurling it.

“Have you seen this girl?”

The parchment was painted neatly with various colours of ink, and as you took in the image, you realised that it was obviously a profile of Eunbi. The curls of soft ruby hair, the perfect oval face, the pinched nose and glittering eyes. They had captured her perfectly, and yet your recognition of her burned you.

You swallowed your reaction, overcompensating for your mixed feelings by dramatically squinting and frowning at the picture.

“She’s pretty,” you commented, “who is she?”

The knight’s expression was icy, and he drew his lips into a fine line as if restraining his irritation, “she’s the second daughter of our king. She fled the kingdom the night after learning of her engagement.”

You did not really have time to register this shocking news. If you did think further about it, it would almost certainly have shown on your face.

“Hmm, I don’t think I’ve seen her. It’s a small town, so I surely would have noticed a girl like her.”

But the knight looked dubious, searching your shop with his gaze once more.

“There was another person in here, wasn’t there?” He inquired. You had to clench your fists behind your back to stop yourself from trembling. If they discovered you were hiding an alleged runaway princess, you feared tremendous consequences.

“That was my wife. She’s terribly ill, so she’s in bed. It’s very contagious, Sir, you best not catch it and take it back to the castle,” you explained, feigning a worried expression, which was not difficult as you were worried - just not about any fake illness.

He huffed, visibly giving up, “fine. But if I hear from your neighbours about a red-haired girl, I’d like to meet your wife, regardless of how ill she is.” He slammed the door behind him, and you released a heavy, relieved sigh, noticing that every muscle of yours had gone rigid.

Now you returned to your bedroom, where you had Eunbi hidden, discovering her beneath your blankets, forming a small frightened lump. You closed the door behind you and approached her, freeing her. She instantly melted into your arms.

“D-Don’t you think the townspeople will tell them about me? I’ve met almost all of them.” Eunbi was trembling, crying into your chest.

You soothed your hand through her hair, “they won’t, I promise. They’re sharp. They’ll figure out very quickly that there’s a princess that needs saving, just like I did.”

Eunbi withdrew from you, looking up at you with wide, afraid eyes, “are you going to see me differently now? I lied to you.”

You pressed a fluttering kiss onto her forehead, and she blinked out of pleasant surprise, a shy smile gracing her lips.

“You’re Eunbi, aren’t you?” You gave her a reassuring grin, but it did not help; she was still wracked with worry.

“Aren’t you going to ask about it?” She muttered, avoiding your direct gaze. You sighed.

“It’s a tale that’s been told countless times before. A feud crops up between the kingdom and some old duke, and it becomes a thorn in the king’s side. Finally, the kingdom offers up one of their princesses to the duke as a bride to keep the peace, and she suffers every night in a marriage that makes her skin crawl. Am I close?”

You had been spot on, and it had stricken Eunbi directly on a fresh scar that had only recently grown over. Her eyes went glassy, and she buried her face back into your chest, hiccups breaking up her muffled sobs.

“I want to stay here for the rest of my life. I’ve never felt so happy. I’ve learned so much, and I’ve met so many people. Everyone here is so carefree and joyful, and it rubs off on you. I’ve never met anyone like that at the palace.”

Eunbi pulled away again to face you. Her eyes were glistening, sparkling like the way the river did when the moon reflected down on it.

“And, I fell in love with you, (F/n).”

A blush doused your skin, starting from your ears and spreading down to your feet, turning your whole body hot. It felt magical and tingly and you could not even begin to comprehend her words, because they were too large to grasp.

“E-Eunbi,” you began, but she was still speaking like she had been cleared of obstructions and now her words were flowing out freely.

“I want to learn to treat everyone, to remember what ails them. I want to memorise every herb on your shelf and more. But most of all, I want to share a bed with you, to kiss you good night and wake up beside you every morning.”

You could feel your own eyes stinging as you replied, feeling rather like your head was in the clouds, “I want that too, Eunbi. It hasn’t been long and already your presence belongs to this house.”

Because despite your vastly different lives until now, you had become intertwined. You took her face into your hands for the first time and kissed her impossibly soft lips.

“I’ll stay,” Eunbi’s voice was still wavering from the kiss.

“Even if I have to pretend to be someone else for the rest of my life. I am someone else here with you, someone I was always meant to be.”

She kissed you again, and you no longer felt that the walls were aching with loneliness. Your house had become a home that was shared between you and Eunbi.

And no one could tear that away from you.

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rosewould · 3 years

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restraint; cyj

pairing; yeonjun x reader

words; 2.7k

genre; smut, non-idol au

warnings; dom!reader, sub!yeonjun, bondage, hand and blowjob, mistress kink

preface; this is a reworked version of my old Vernon oneshot called “good for you” . I changed it to a Yeonjun oneshot (personally I think it makes more sense) and edited it a little to hopefully be less cringe. The beginning is still very “cliche high school movie” to me though :/

"Yeonjun texted me yesterday, I think he's into me." Kwon Eunbi twirled a strand of her hair and spoke obnoxiously loud. She had to ensure that you heard her. You could feel her and her two minion's eyes boring into you.

The only thing left to do was to ignore them. You had already tried reasoning with them. Telling them and sometimes yourself that you did not like Yeonjun. Hell, you guys weren't even friends.

"Psst."

Your ears perked up at the sound. You quirk a brow. Was that aimed towards you?

"Did you hear something?" Hwang, Jung, and Kwon Eunbi straightened up in their seats, searching for the source. You heard Kwon gasp and you instantly knew. You tried to ignore the fluttering feeling in the pit of your stomach. Your hopes were up, but you didn't want to acknowledge it.

You have no time for boys

Maybe you just had to repeat it for it to stick. You were about to graduate and you have exams coming up.

"Hey Yeonjun. Still coming over tonight?" Kwon's voice was as loud as always. As if the volume in her voice would make Yeonjun run to her. You tried to stop that burning sensation. Envy, ironically. You clenched your fists.

You have no time for-

"Hey! I'm talking to you ___."

That stupid voice. You sigh, the Eunbi's scoff, Yeonjun chuckles.

"She's fucking annoying." Hwang spoke,

"Look, she's acting stuck up." then Jung.

Finally, you were getting worried that Kwon forebode the other two from talking.

"Not now, I'm studying." You were hoping a librarian or someone would come and tell all of them to shut up, but of course not. You had to go to the one college with a library that wasn't quiet. He walks closer, kneeling beside your table.

"Just for a second, please?"

You cleared your throat, regaining your composure. You could feel his breath on your arm. You ignored the goosebumps that showed up. You smoothed your hand over your arm before finally looking at him.

"Can you just... C-come to my house later okay?" You nod as if you were trying to persuade him to agree. He didn't respond, instead continuing to pout and whine. You grab his face and force him to look you in the eye.

"You can wait until later." You're stern as you nod once more. You wait for him to nod before you remove your hands. Sucking in a deep breath, you hold it for a while as you returned to your textbook.

"Who does she think she is." The Eunbi's brush you off and finally start minding their business.

Release.

Your limbs loosen up again. That was close.

Ms. Jung always said to never stop studying until the day of the test, but this was overkill. You needed to find something to do before he showed up to your apartment. The words blurred together when you did anything reading related. Nothing seemed interesting on social media, and there were too many ads on TV.

It was obvious, nothing was going to keep your attention with him on your mind. You found yourself on the couch, refreshing your social media multiple times. You were just about to doze off when a knock sounded. You jolt up from the couch, heading straight for the door.

That would be embarrassing if you open it right then and there.

You took a breath, retracting your hand from the door knob.

You have no time for boys. Release some stress and kick him out. You have no feelings for him.

In one swift movement, you twist the door knob and swing open the door.

Fuck, you had feelings for him.

His hair wasn't parted like it usually was, it was covering his eyebrows. His eyes were wide and softer than usual. He had on a loose fitting t-shirt that had a worn collar. Worn enough to show off his collar bones. You swallowed thickly, unable to look away.

"I know I look bad, but I'll be taking my clothes off anyways-" You gasp before pulling him in by his shirt and shutting the door.

"Stop fucking around Yeonjun."

"You almost went into dom-space today, didn't you?" Yeonjun inched closer to you slowly. You stay put, wanting to stand your ground. He was absolutely right. He grins as your nostrils flare.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Standing your ground was a bit hard when you were so obviously avoiding eye contact. He sighs as he reaches for your hand and brings it up to his right cheek.

Your mind goes slightly fuzzy as your cold hand melted against his warm face. He leaned into your touch and you felt your cheeks heat up.

"You're annoyingly clingy."

Yeonjun can feel your aura becoming more cold and rigid. He grinned as he took a step forward. He rests his forehead on yours, impish smile still on his face.

"Am I being a bad boy?"

A sharp inhale was drawn from you. He was such a tease. This is partly your fault. You shouldn't entertain him, it'll fuel the fire. You don't answer, instead you close your eyes.

"Punish me, please."

Your lips parted as you gasped silently. He hit a nerve and he knew it.

"I've been so needy all day mistress." His head moved to the crook of your neck. His soft kisses and breath on your neck sent shivers down your spine.

"Mistress please say something, I'm dying here-"

"Upstairs."

"What?"

You brush past him and head up the stairs. Yeonjun hesitated for a moment. He bit his lip, watching as you disappeared onto the second floor. His heartbeat picked up in speed, it was finally happening. Yeonjun felt like he was going to explode from pent up frustration.

Watching how you slowly get irritated as the Eunbi's picked on you, how you almost constantly look completely focused and determined no matter what you're doing. It made him desperately want to make you squirm.

At least, before he found out your kink. Yeonjun had no sexual feelings towards you before he found out. One day he annoyed you one too many times and you pinned him against the wall of the library. No one saw the fire inside your eyes in the remote corners of that library. Everyone only knew you as the recluse who distanced herself from anything that didn't have to do with her studies.

Not the girl got off on watching someone squirm under her damning dominance.

Yeonjun slowly pushed open the door to your bedroom. Your usually toys were scattered all over the bed. He placed his hand on the cock ring. That was new. Yeonjun could feel heat growing in his groin. He clenched his thighs instinctively. It occurred to him only then that he didn't see you in the room.

Just as he was about to turn around, he heard the door shut. He grinned. Yeonjun's skin erupted in goosebumps when he felt your hands travel down his bare arms. You reach in front of him, gripping the hem of his t-shirt. You were about to peel it from his body, but you paused.

Yeonjun knew you were in dom-space when you were silent. He was always dying to know what was on your mind.

It made Yeonjun focus more on how you were making him feel. Like when you let go of his shirt and moved past it. You slid your cold fingers underneath his jeans. Yeonjun shuddered as your fingertips made contact with his lower abdomen only briefly before they moved under his pants.

You sighed, the first sound you'd made since you both got up here, when your fingers came in contact with his member. Yeonjun huffed and clenched his thighs. You pinch his thigh and Yeonjun gasps in surprise. He knew what it meant and he immediately reopened his legs.

You close your hand over his hard cock, relishing as he whimpered. Yeonjun opened his mouth to beg but you pinched him again. This was the hardest part, but Yeonjun knew he'd be rewarded for being good.

A few languid strokes through his boxers nearly made him forget about being rewarded. You look over his shoulder to watch your movements and how it made him squirm. Yeonjun knew he was doomed when you reached down further to cup his balls. His toes curled into the carpet and he took his lip in between his teeth. If he writhed or made anymore sound than what he was already doing, he could forget about cumming.

Deep breaths.

It was hard for you to hold in your smile. This is exactly what you wanted. You reveled in his sexual frustration. Words couldn't describe how tempting it was to give up and let him take you then and there.

However, that wouldn't be nearly as gratifying.

Yeonjun was holding up aggravatingly well. It was time to up the ante.

"Get on the bed."

Yeonjun shuddered and nodded. You step away from him and watch as he crawls up on the bed. He cleared a path through the toys and lied on his back.

The way he raised his arms over his head brought a small smile to your face. It was a good decision to leave his shirt on. This whole scene was beautifully submissive.

Kneeling on the bed, you grab the rope and secure Yeonjun's arms to the headboard. Your hands trail down his arms, to his torso, and landed at the hem of his pants again. This time you got rid of them. The speed at which you did so got Yeonjun excited. He was definitely about to be rewarded.

Yeonjun's thighs tense up as your rake your nails down them. His cock twitched whenever you got close enough. You enjoyed that reaction, triggering it many times until he began whimpering in protest.

"Are you ready to be rewarded?"

Yeonjun nodded eagerly. You sighed as if you weren't ecstatic to share this news you were about to share with him.

"That's too bad. I hope you're prepared for a new punishment."

"What? Why?"

Yeonjun knew when he heard you chuckle that he shouldn't have said anything.

"You and your big mouth." You tsk as you reach for the lube and squeeze some out on your hand. Yeonjun hissed when the gel made contact with his shaft.

It was the way you barely communicated with him and barely made contact that drove him crazy. He had to admit that it was an efficient punishment. Was it naughty for him to grind against your hand? He didn't know, but he didn't care. He tugged against his restraints, bottom lip raw from him nipping at it so much.

You noticed his breathing picking up and his eyes shutting suddenly, so you stopped. You quirked your eyebrow at him when you heard him groan.

"Are you agitated?" Yeonjun ignored you. Bad choice.

"Good thing you're being naughty. I've wanted to try these out for so long." You grab more rope and the cock ring. You smirk slyly to yourself. You pull both his legs straight and bind them to the bottom bed posts.

"You look so nice spread wide open to me." Your tongue swipes over your bottom lip as you examine him. His hair stuck to his forehead and his bottom lip swollen. Not to mention how fucking cute he was in that t-shirt.

With more lube on your hand, you moisten the cock ring and slide it over his shaft. His shaft began to throb when you secured the ring. The pent up frustration was driving him up the wall with no way to release it.

"Fuck, you're driving me crazy."

"What was that?"

"Nothing."

He was frustrated, you could see and feel it. You smiled to yourself. Now he felt the way he made you feel all the time. Time to enjoy every second of his torture.

"I bet you want to be stimulated now, huh?" You look up at him with faux pity in your eyes. Yeonjun doesn't answer, only looks at you begrudgingly. You peel his cock from his stomach and start twisting both your hands around it. His aura shifts, something tells you he's ready to be good for you again.

Short puffs of breath hit his balls as your face hovered over them. He flinched each time it happened. It felt like it was a bit early for you to be getting so aroused, but you couldn't help it. The way he clenched his eyes shut and moaned uncontrollably. He sounded so sinful yet sweet. You had to stop yourself giving in once again.

The higher pitched moans omitting from him meant he was close.

"Please- I don't want to cum like this. Please mistress, I wanna be inside of you." Yeonjun's voice cracked as he begged. He was hiding his face but you could still see how pink his cheeks were and how his face contorted.

Tsk tsk tsk. He knew he wasn't supposed to beg or speak for that matter until you asked. You slowed down your movements considerably and loosened your grip a bit. He whined, back arching off the bed.

"Jesus fuck-" He nearly sobbed at the loss of sweet friction.

"Be a good boy."

"Fuck that-"

It was an understatement to say he was shocked when you suddenly stuffed his cock down your throat. He grunts loudly, bucking into your mouth the best that he could. This isn't what he meant by being inside of you, but it was good for now.

The raw skin on his wrists didn't stop him from pulling against them again. He clenched his fists tightly causing numerous thick veins to pop out on his forearm. You lingered there, enjoying the sounds spilling from his lips. The lack of eye contact on your end frustrated him beyond belief, but he knew better than to voice it. He bit his tongue and focused on how warm and wet the inside of your mouth felt. His cock throbbed, threatening to spill into your mouth.

You finally remove his cock from your mouth. You make direct eye contact as you wipe the saliva from your mouth. He swallows hard.

"You like that? You can speak now."

"Yes."

You smirk. "Beg for it if you want it again." Yeonjun jumped at the opportunity.

"Please! I want to feel your mouth again so bad."

"That's not good enough."

"Please, please mistress! I want you to do it again, please!"

"Do what again?"

"Put my cock in your mouth please! Please suck my cock." You nearly moaned hearing him whine for you like that. He was close to his breaking point.

That wasn't only one thing he wanted, but he didn't want to push it. You knew what the other thing was, though. You pick up his cock again, swirling your tongue around the tip. His moans sound like they're coming from the depths of his body. You were barely touching him.

You started to suck on his tip. Only then did you look up at him. He whimpered, bucking again. You hold his hips down and sink your head down 'til your nose hits his stomach. All while still staring into his eyes. His eyes rolled to the back of his head. His mouth gaping open with no sound coming out.

He felt a pulsing heat in his pelvic area as you bobbed your head. He was close. The pleasure was immeasurable but he wanted your cunt desperately. He clenched his fists again, trying to fight away his urge to cum. Taking deep breaths, biting his lip harshly and clenching his eyes shut were the measures he took. Sadly, to no avail.

"F-fuck I'm-" he doesn't even finish before you're pulling away completely. His cock bobbed as cum erupted from the tip. He whines and whimpers loudly as he finishes his ruined orgasm. His cock throbbed a few more times before it fell limp.

He threw his head back, letting it thud against the headboard.

"Fucking hell." He groans. You shake your head at him as you untied him.

"That was fucked."

"You did it to yourself." You throw him a towel. "Clean up and get out. I have shit to do."

"What, like study for the 80th time for one test?" He laughs teasingly.

"Shut the hell up." Your voice is threatening, but he doesn't flinch.

"Looks like you're still in dom-space. Hopefully it goes away before class tomorrow." He raised his eyebrows at the thought of your secret getting out.

"You know what? Hopefully it doesn't, so I can make you cum in your pants between classes and show the Eunbi's that you cum prematurely.~"

"Hey-" You run out the room and slam the door before he could say anything.

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kpopotd2 · 5 years

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September Wrap Up

Wow, guys. It’s September. And that means the Fall comeback rush! We hope all your favorite groups are making comebacks soon, and if not, keep hope because there are still a few months left in 2019!

We’ve been going strong, getting things ready for my next announcement-- WE ARE STARTING A PODCAST! The first episode will be up on October 6 with a second episode following shortly (release dates for subsequent episodes will be announced soon). The three of us have been talking about this since at least March, and we are happy to report that we are getting closer to the release!

Our aim is to release two episodes a month, the first episode will follow a looser format where we talk about a lighthearted topic, while the second episode will be more informative. In this first episode we will talk about the different ways the three of us got into KPOP! We will be on SoundCloud and eventually Spotify and iTunes. More information and links will be posted soon!

In lesser but still exciting news, we now have a Spotify! We will be putting up personally curated playlists on there so please check it out and follow us there as well!

We hope you guys will enjoy it, and if you have any topics you want us to cover let us know!

Happy Fall!

~JR, Min, and Onyx

NEWS:

September 28, 2009: President Lee Myung Bak replaces Prime Minister Han Seung-soo with Chung Un-chan.

September 2, 2010: Typhoon Kompasu starts moving towards South Korea. September 25, 2010: During the 2010 FIFA U-17 Women's World Cup, South Korea won their first FIFA World Cup title. September 29, 2010: Kim Jong-il’s son, Kim Jong-un, is revealed to the world, made a general, and appointed to head of the Worker’s Party.

September 15, 2011: A blackout engulfs the all of South Korea. September 10-17, 2012: Typhoon Sanba makes landfall in South Korea after hitting Okinawa, Japan.

September 3, 2014: On their way back from Daegu, the Ladies’ Code members were involved in a car accident which lead to the deaths of members Eunbi and eventually RiSe.

September 19, 2014: The Asian Games begin in Incheon, South Korea.

September 6, 2015: The Dolgorae, a submarine, sinks near Chuja Island with 10 people dead, eight missing, and three surviving.

Gaon Album Chart - Album of the Month 2010-2015:

2010: To Anyone by 2NE1

2011: In Heaven by JYJ

2012: One of A Kind by G-Dragon

2013: Coup d’Etat by G-Dragon

2014: Mamacita by Super Junior

2015: Magic by Super Junior

DRAMAS:

September 2009: High Kick Through the Roof (This 126 episode long family drama (which is also the second in the High Kick trilogy) boasted countless cameos and popular OSTs. It starred Choi Daniel, Hwang Jung Eum, Yoon Si Yoon, and Shin Se Kyung. It also won various awards at multiple awards shows.) September 2009: Smile, You (This show stars Lee Min Jung and Jung Kyung Ho-- this was the first lead roles for both actors. This was the first K-drama to be remade in India, as well as eventually receiving a remake in Turkey.)

September 2010: The Fugitive: Plan B (This action drama stars Rain and Lee Na Young. It averaged over 10% viewership ratings.) September 2010: Playful Kiss (This rom-com stars Jung So Min and SS501 member Kim Hyun Joong. This is the first Korean adaptation of the Japanese manga of the same name. Following the show’s conclusion, a mini web-series was released chronicling the main characters’ married life.)

September 2011: Poseidon (This action drama stars Super Junior’s Choi Siwon and actress Lee Si Young. Originally, Shinhwa’s Eric Mun and actress Kim Ok Bin were slotted to be the leads, but following a military accident they left the project and it was moved from SBS to KBS.) September 2011: High Kick: Revenge of the Short Legged (This is the third season in the High Kick trilogy, and stars former g.o.d. Member Yoon Kye Sang, Lee Jong Suk, f(x) member Krystal, and Kim Ji Won among many others.)

September 2012: The Third Hospital (This medical drama stars Kim Seung Woo, Oh Ji Ho, Kim Min Jung and Girl’s Generation member Choi Soo Young. It was broadcast internationally in Algeria, Malaysia, and the Philippines.) September 2013: Secret Love (This medical drama stars Hwang Jung Eum, Ji Sung, and Lee Da Hee. The viewership ratings averaged over 10%, and it won multiple awards and was broadcast internationally in three other countries.)

September 2014: My Spring Days (This drama stars Kam Woo Sung and Girl’s Generation member Choi Soo Young. It beat out the two dramas that aired on the same day, SBS’s My Lovely Girl and KBS2′s Iron Man, with viewership ratings of about 10%.) September 2014: My Lovely Girl/She’s So Lovable (This show stars Rain, f(x) member Krystal, and INFINITE member L (with former INFINITE member Hoya in a supporting role). The OSTs boast Loco, Mamamoo, Krystal, Fiestar, and more.)

September 2015: She Was Pretty (This rom-com stars Park Seo Joon, Hwang Jung Eun, Goo Joon Hee, and Super Junior member Choi Siwon. It reunites Park Seo Joon and Hwang Jung Eum from the early 2015 drama Kill Me, Heal Me. It averaged over 10% viewership ratings, and its OST’s featured Kihyun of Monsta X, Soyou formerly of Sistar, Siwon, and Park Seo Joon. It earned multiple awards at various award shows, and eventually received four remakes, including one in Turkey.) September 2015: D-Day (This disaster drama stars Kim Young Kwang, Jung So Min, Ha Seok Jin, and INFINITE member Sungyeol. It was broadcast in four other countries.)

FILMS:

September 9, 2009: The Case of Itaewon Homicide (This movie was based on the true story of the Itaewon Murder Case in which a Korean college student was found murdered. It stars Jung Jin Young and Jang Geun Suk. Following the movie release, interest in the case was reignited and an appeal to the courts was made. The film had over 500,000 cinema admissions.) September 16, 2010: Cyrano Agency (This witty comedy stars Uhm Tae Woong and Park Shin Hye. The movie was twenty years in the making before finally going into production under Myung Films. Despite it’s low budget it made a slow rise to over 2.5 million admissions. In 2013, a drama spin off called Dating Agency: Cyrano aired.) September 16, 2010: A Better Tomorrow (This film is a remake of the ‘86 Hong Kong movie of the same name. It brought in over 1.5 million admissions, making over $10 million.)

September 8, 2011: The Day He Arrives (This indie film is fully black and white, and stars singer Yoo Jun Sang. It gained over 40,000 admissions and made around $300,000 at the box office.) September 22, 2011: The Crucible/Silenced (This film, starring Gong Yoo, is based on a true story regarding the continuous sexual assault on the students at a school for the hearing impaired. There was a public outcry following the movie’s release because the perpetrators got away without punishment.)

September 13, 2012: Masquerade (This film stars Lee Byung Hun, Ryu Seung Ryong, and Han Hyo Joo. It brought in over 12 million admissions, making it the ninth highest grossing movie in Korean cinema history. It did incredibly well with critics and won many awards at multiple award shows.) September 11, 2013: The Face Reader (This period movie stars Song Kang Ho, Lee Jong Suk, and Jo Jung Suk. It won a handful of awards at various award shows.) September 3, 2014: My Brilliant Life (This movie stars Song Hye Kyo and Gang Dong Won. It is based on the 2013 novel of the same name by author Kim Ae Ran. It did very well at the box office with over 1.5 million admissions and made about $10 million.)

September 16, 2015: The Throne (This period film stars Song Kang Ho, Yoo Ah In, and Moon Geun Young. It is based on the true story of the life of Crown Prince Sado, his life and relationship with his father King Yeongjo. It won a handful of awards at various award shows.) September 24, 2015: Right Now, Wrong Then (This movie stars Jung Jae Young and Kim Min Hee. It has a Rotten Tomatoes score 93% and 81 out of 100 on Metacritic. It won various awards including the Golden Leopard from 68th Locarno International Film Festival.)

SAD STUFF:

September 1, 2009: Actress Jang Jin-young passes away from stomach cancer.

September 3, 2014: Ladies’ Code member Go Eun-bi, 21, passes away immediately following a car accident. September 7, 2014: Ladies’ Code member Kwon Rise, 23, passes away after multiple surgeries due to injuries from the same car accident.

TOP POST OF THE MONTH:

Jonghyun with End of a Day

-A Tribute To EunBi and RiSe-

EunBi and RiSe debuted in Ladies’ Code as a part of the original five-member lineup in 2013. EunBi was known for her sweet personality and sense of humor. RiSe was a humble beauty queen with a heart of gold. Together, these two were known for their close friendship. After EunBi and RiSe’s passing, the fans and remaining members of the group examined Ladies’ Code’s discography under a different lens, and the remaining members came to earn quite a bit of respect for how they handled their loss. EunBi and RiSe are greatly missed by fans who still celebrate their birthdays every year.

#kpopotd #kpop of the day #september #2ne1 #jyj #g-dragon #super junior #ladies code #jonghyun #rain #jang jin young #song hye kyo #infinite sungyeol #choi soo young #krystal #ss501 #kim hyun joong

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mptyblgplsignr · 6 years

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Good For You

Synopsis: Hansol is a brat. Fortunately you know how to deal with brats.

Characters: you x Hansol

Genre: smut

Warnings: femdom/dom!reader, profanity, teasing

"Hansol texted me yesterday, he's definitely into me." Kwon Eunbi twirled a strand of her hair and spoke obnoxiously loud. She had to ensure that you heard her. You could feel her and her two minion's eyes boring into you.

You were in college, but you felt as if you were stuck in some old school high school movie. A clique of three girls with the same name with crippling envy for you, the main protagonist.

The only thing left to do was to ignore them. You had already tried reasoning with them. Telling them and sometimes yourself that you did not like Hansol. Hell, you guys weren't even friends.

"Psst." Your ears perked up at the sound. You quirk a brow. Was that aimed towards you?

"What was that?" Hwang, Jung, and Kwon Eunbi straightened up in their seats, searching for the source. You heard Kwon gasp and you instantly knew. You tried to ignore the fluttering feeling in the pit of your stomach. Your hopes were up, but you didn't want to acknowledge it.

You have no time for boys

Maybe you just had to repeat it for it to stick. You were about to graduate and you have exams coming up.

"Hey Vernon. Still coming over tonight?" Her voice was annoyingly high pitched. You tried to stop that burning sensation. Envy, ironically. You clenched your fists.

You. Have. No. Time. For-

"Hey! I'm talking to you ___."

That stupid voice. You sighed, the Eunbi's scoffed, Vernon chuckled.

"She's fucking annoying." Hwang spoke, "Look, she's acting stuck up." then Jung.

Finally, you were getting worried that Kwon forebode them from talking. You never knew with Kwon Eunbi, she likes control.

"Just for a second, please?"

"What a show off." The Eunbi's brush you off and finally start minding their business.

Release.

Your limbs loosen up again. That was close.

The teachers always said to never stop studying until the day of the test, but this was overkill. You needed to find something to do before he showed up a your apartment. The words blurred together when you did anything reading related. Nothing seemed interesting on social media, and there were too many ads on cable TV.

That would be embarrassing if you open it right then and there.

You took a breath, retracting your hand from the door knob.

You have no time for boys. Release some stress and kick him out. You have no feelings for him.

In one swift movement, you twist the door knob and swing open the door.

Fuck, you had feelings for him.

His hair wasn't parted like it usually was, it covering his eyebrows. His eyes were wide and softer than usual. He had on a loose fitting t-shirt that had a worn collar. Worn enough to show off his collar bones. You swallowed thickly, unable to look away.

"I know I look bad, but I'll be taking my clothes off anyways-" You gasp before pulling him in by his shirt and shutting the door.

"Stop shitting around Vernon."

"You almost went into dom-space today, didn't you?" Vernon inched closer to you slowly. You stay put, wanting to stand your ground. He was absolutely right.

Your mind goes slightly fuzzy as your cold hand melted against his warm face. He leaned into your touch and you felt your cheeks heat up.

"You're annoyingly clingy."

Vernon can feel your aura becoming more cold and rigid. He grinned as he took a step forward. He rests his forehead on yours, impish smile still on his face.

"Am I being a bad boy?"

A sharp inhale was drawn from you. He was such a tease. This is partly your fault. You shouldn't entertain him, it'll fuel the fire. You don't answer, instead you close your eyes.

"Punish me, please."

Your lips parted as you gasped silently. He hit a nerve and he knew it.

"I've been so needy all day mistress." His head moved to the crook of your neck. His soft kisses and breath on your neck sent shivers down your spine.

"Mistress please say something, I'm dying here-"

"Upstairs."

"What?"

You brush past him and strode up the stairs. Hansol hesitated for a moment. He bit his lip, watching you as you disappeared onto the second floor. His heart beat picked up in speed, it was finally happening. Hansol felt like he was going to explode from pent up frustration.

At least, before he found out your kink. Hansol had no sexual feelings towards you before he found out. One day he annoyed you one too many times and you pinned him against the wall of the library. No one saw the fire inside your eyes in the remote corners of that library. Everyone only knew you as the reticent girl who distanced herself from anything that didn't have to do with her studies.

Not the girl got off on watching someone squirm under her damning dominance.

Hansol slowly pushed open the door to your bedroom. Your usually toys were scattered all over the bed. He placed his hand on the cock ring. That was new. Hansol could feel heat in his pelvic area. He clenched his thighs instinctively. It occurred to him only then that he didn't see you in the room.

Just as he was about to turn around, he heard the door shut. He grinned. Hansol's skin erupted in goosebumps when he felt your hands travel down his bare arms. You reach in front of him, gripping the hem of his t-shirt. You were about to peel it from his body, but you paused.

Hansol knew your were in dom-space when you were silent. He was always dying to know what was on your mind.

It made Hansol focus more on how you were making him feel. Like when you let go of his shirt and moved past it. You slid your cold fingers underneath his jeans. Hansol shuddered as your fingertips made contact with his lower abdomen only briefly before they moved under his pants.

You sighed, the first sound you'd made since you both got up here, when your fingers came in contact with his member. Hansol huffed and clenched his thighs. You pinch his thigh and Vernon gasped in surprise. He knew what it meant and he immediately reopened his legs.

You close your hand over his hard cock, relishing as he whimpered. Hansol opened his mouth to beg but you pinched him again. This was the hardest part, but Hansol knew he'd be rewarded for being good.

A few languid strokes through his boxers nearly made him forget about being rewarded. You look over his shoulder to watch your movements and how it made him squirm. Hansol knew he was doomed when you reached down further to cup his balls. His toes curled into the carpet and he took his lip in between his teeth. If he writhed or made anymore sound than what he was already doing, he could forget about cumming.

Deep breaths.

However, that wouldn't be nearly as gratifying.

Hansol was holding up aggravatingly well. It was time to up the ante.

"Get on the bed."

Hansol shuddered and nodded. You step away from him and watch as he crawls up on the bed. He cleared a path through the toys and lied on his back in the middle.

The way he raised his arms over his head brought a small smile to your face. It was a good decision to leave his shirt on. This whole scene was beautifully submissive.

Kneeling on the bed, you grab the rope and secure Hansol's arms to the headboard. Your hands trail down his arms, to his torso, and landed at the hem of his pants again. This time you got rid of them. The speed at which you did so got Hansol excited. He was definitely about to be rewarded.

Hansol's thighs tense up as your rake your nails down them. His cock twitched whenever you got close enough. You enjoyed that reaction, triggering it many times until he began whimpering in protest.

"Are you ready to be rewarded?"

Hansol nodded eagerly. You sighed as if you weren't estatic to share this news you were about to share with him.

"That's too bad. I hope you're prepared for a new punishment."

"What? Why?"

Hansol knew when he heard you chuckle that he shouldn't have said anything.

"You and your big mouth." You tsk as you reach for the lube and squeeze some out on your hand. Hansol hissed when the gel made contact with his shaft.

You noticed his breathing picking up and his eyes shutting suddenly, so you stopped. You quirked your eyebrow at him when you heard him groan.

"Are you agitated?" Hansol ignored you. Bad choice.

"Good thing you're being naughty. I've wanted to try these out for so long." You grab more rope and the cock ring. You smirk slyly to yourself. You pull both his legs straight and bound them to the bottom bed posts.

"Fuck you're driving me crazy."

"What was that?"

"Nothing."

He was frustrated, you could see and feel it. You smiled to yourself. Now he felt the way he made you feel all the time. Time to enjoy every second of his torture.

"I bet you want to be stimulated now, huh?" You look up at him with faux pity in your eyes. Hansol doesn't answer, only looks at you begrudgingly. You peel his cock from his stomach and start twisting both your hands around it. His aura shifts, something tells you he's ready to be good for you again.

The higher pitched moans omitting from him meant he was close.

"Please- I don't want to cum like this. Please mistress, I wanna be inside of you." Hansol's voice cracked as he begged. He was hiding his face but you could still see how pink his cheeks were and how his face contorted.

Tsk tsk tsk. He knew he wasn't supposed to beg or speak for that matter until you asked. You slowed down your movements considerably and loosened your grip a bit. He whined, back arching off the bed.

"Jesus fuck-" He nearly sobbed at the loss of sweet friction.

"Be a good boy."

"Fuck that-"

It was an understatement to say he was caught by surprise when you suddenly stuffed his cock down your throat. He gruntly loudly, bucking into your mouth the best that he could. This isn’t what he meant by being inside of you, but it was good for now.

The skin was raw on his wrists but that didn’t stop him from pulling against them again. He clenched his fists tightly causing numerous thick veins to pop out on his forearm. You lingered there, enjoying the sounds spilling from his lips. The lack of eye contact on your end frustrated him beyond belief, but he knew better than to voice it. He bit his tongue and focused on how warm and wet the inside of your mouth felt. His cock throbbed, threatening to spill into your mouth.

You finally remove his cock from your mouth. You make direct eye contact as you wipe the saliva from your mouth. He swallows hard.

“You like that? You can speak now.”

“Yes.”

You smirk. “Beg for it if you want it again.” Hansol jumped at the opportunity.

“Please? I want to feel your mouth again so bad.”

“That’s not good enough.”

“Please, please mistress! I want you to do it again, please!”

“Do what again?”

“Put my cock in your mouth please? Please suck my cock.” You nearly moaned hearing him whine for you like that. He was close to his breaking point.

That was only one thing he wanted, but he didn’t want to push it. You knew what the other thing was, though. You pick up his cock again, swirling your tongue around the tip. His moans sounded like they came from the depths of his body. You were barely touching him.

You started to suck on his tip. Only then did you look up at him. He whimpered, bucking again. You hold his hips down and sink your head ‘til your nose hit his stomach. All while still staring into his eyes. His eyes rolled to the back of his head. His mouth gaping open with no sound coming out.

“F-fuck I’m-” he doesn’t even finish before you’re pulling away completely. His cock bobbed as cum erupted from the tip. He whines and whimpers loudly as he finishes his ruined orgasm. His cock throbbed a few more times before it fell limp.

He threw his head back, letting it thud against the headboard.

“Fucking hell.” He groaned

You shake your head at him as you untied him.

“That was fucked.”

“You did it to yourself.” You throw him a towel.

“Clean up and get out. I have shit to do.”

“What, like study for the 80th time for one test?” He laughs teasingly.

“Shut the hell up.” Your voice is threatening, but he doesn’t flinch.

“Looks like you’re still in dom-space. Hopefully it goes away before class tomorrow.” He raised his eyebrows at the thought of your secret getting out.

“You know what? Hopefully it doesn’t, so I can make you cum in your pants between classes and have to explain to the Eunbi’s that you cum prematurely.~”

“Hey-” You wink at him and run out the room and slam the door before he could say anything.

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kim seungmin ➵ eat up p.1

word count: around 600

point of view: first person - kim seungmin's

genre: fluff, romance, love, idk

group: stray kids

member: kim seungmin, hwang hyunjin

pairing: kim seungmin x (female) reader

storyline: seungmin's crush loves food but can't she find the space to live him too?

a/n - This was just a introduction basically the next part will be longer and the story will be longer and the story will start. I'm not sure how I'm doing this yet but I hope you'll stick around for it.’

I didn't expect to fall for her. I was set on being alone for life when I met her. Little did I know it was impossible to escape my destiny. Destiny was (y/n).

I had seen her around campus before we formally met. That time it was through mutual friends in both our classes. A friend of hers had recently started a relationship with a friend of mine. Kim Eunbi and Hwang Hyunjin. Hyunjin was some one I admired for many reasons. He was attractive, friendly, and adored by many people at our school all at the same time. Most of all, he was practically bulletproof. No one had the power to break him down, whether it was a rude comment on one of his post or a broken heart from a girl he loved, he always stood right back up. He trusted people with his life but didn't blink at all when they pushed him off a cliff.

Hyunjin was like a brother to me so when I heard he had gotten himself into another relationship I was both happy for him and worried about him for many reasons. I knew Hyunjin would be a perfect boyfriend to anyone but I worried the girl he decided to date wouldn't be perfect for him or he would become so infatuated in the girl he would forgot about his life long friends for her. Naturally, my worry made me curious, so like any good friend I wanted to meet the girl. So I agreed to go with him for a meal with the two of them, and (y/n), who I assumed was in the same boat as me. As Hyunjin put it, it was a double date mixed with a blind date for me and a first date for him. In conclusion, Hyunjin was nervous about the first meal the two would have as a couple and offered the idea of a "double date" to drag someone to see the awkward mess it would end up being. How pathetic. He was lucky I was full of curiosity at that time, otherwise I would have never went.

When we met up with the two girls In front of the late night sea food restaurant I couldn't tell who he was talking about. He described the girl as "so beautiful it's blinding, like a sun" but they both seemed rather pretty and they were similar as well. Hyunjin ended up being with Eunbi, thankfully, as I was no longer interested in getting to know his girlfriend. As we eat out meals and had conversation that night my curiosity moved towards the other girl, Eunbi had seemed pretty bland compared to the other girl, (y/n).

She was full of energy, while Eunbi seemed embarrassed about a lot of questions asked, (y/n) answered without hesitation and said whatever she could, almost as if she didn't even know what the word embarrassment meant. Eunbi was shy, sheepish, and quiet whilst (y/n) was out spoken and lively. (y/n) had cuter features than her and all together I found her really beautiful, I didn't want to admit at that time though. She could have been an idol like Hyun A or Jessi with the attitude she showed.

One thing I noticed that intrigued me the most that day was her love of food. Anything editable she seemed to be able to put in her mouth and enjoy.

We didn't exchange numbers that night or anything like that, after eating we said our good byes and the four of us went our separate ways.

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GFriend Masterlist

(f) - fluff, (a) - angst, (af) - angst + fluff (s) - smut

Kim Sojung:

Nothing yet...

Jung Yerin:

Nothing yet...

Jung Eunbi:

Nothing yet...

Choi Yuna:

Nothing yet...

Hwang Eunbi:

Nothing yet...

Kim Yewon:

Nothing yet...

OT6:

Nothing yet...

#gfriend x reader #kim sojung x reader #jung yerin x reader #jung eunbi x reader #choi yuna x reader #hwang eunbi x reader #kim yewon x reader

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doromoni · 10 months

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Hunting Affections

Charles Leclerc x photographer! reader

Max Verstappen x photographer! reader

Part 2.

fanfic + smau fic

y/n faceclaim : Hwang Eunbi

warning : angst , mild swearing

A/N : UP FOR EDITING 🤍

Summary; Love is but a concept — just connections of neurons that take part in the brain … and yet, why is it the most painful when one falls alone?

Loving someone who doesn’t love you back , until you can’t no more. Maybe then they’ll actually know what they’ve lost.

(Conversations are in bold)

It’s been three years since we’ve officially met, 1095 days since I first took a photo of you — your eyes were shining, cheeks red from the heat of the weather and the engine of the car you were driving. Your face was glowing when you held out your hand and introduced yourself to me, then asking if I was the intern that your pr manager talked about. To this day, I still remember your laugh after I had failed to introduce myself with coherence since I kept choking on my words.

“H-hello Mr. Leclerc , I’m Y/N . May I take your camera with my picture?” Blood rushed to my cheeks , when what I said started to sink in.

Panicked, words just continued to come out of my mouth.“I MEAN CAN I PICTURE YOUR CAMERA?— No! Uhm , The car can I take a photo? with you? that doesn’t makes sense either.. i’ll just shut up” cursing myself as i felt my palms starting to sweat and the dress I’ve had on was growing tighter.

You stared at me for a solid 3 seconds , then you bursted out laughing — a full on belly ache inducing laugh with hands on your knees as tears streamed your cheeks . Seeing you laugh with such intensity , made me laugh to the same degree . People had started giving us odd glances , yet you did not care and now our faces are red for a whole entire reason.

Wiping the remaining tears with the back of your hand , laughter now turning into soft chuckles— “ Don’t worry , I sometimes lose my English too! And please just call me Charles” you then gave me your smile. A smile that I would come to realize that I should’ve treasured more.

We clicked in an instant , I could honestly say that it was frightening how fast we grew closer to each other. We shared so many memories together and I took each moment with a photo. I met your mom, she was so lovely .Then I met your brothers , they said they loved me more than they do you . You then took me to your own special place , a place hidden within your hometown. We were supposed to be at a company event to celebrate you and your teammate’s win — instead you sneaked us out and went to the secluded beach with the most gorgeous of sceneries a person with my passion could ever encounter. We did nothing but gaze at the stars , fingers intertwined, declaring our promises to the wind.

I grew fonder of you with every second that we spent together. At times like those, you where not my boss and I was not your employee — we were just 2 people getting away from the life of fame and glamour. We were content. We were happy, until we weren’t.

Our moments became fewer, but I understood that you were busy. You were starting to grow distant, yes, I had noticed. I asked if you were alright, you just smiled and nodded— yet I saw your eyes no longer holding the shine it once had. Your mom called, she asked if I was alright and that she and your brothers missed me at dinner last night. I lied to your mom and said that I was sick, she said that she’ll tell you to invite me again for the next family dinner … I didn’t receive an invite. I tried not to overthink , I thought that you just forgot, but your mom called again and then another time . Twice is a coincidence, Thrice is a pattern.

Maybe I was overstepping my boundaries, so I gave you space, we weren’t even dating … are we? I don’t even know. A week of space flew by , you were knocking at my door again with a smile and flowers at hand. I thought that we were ok , I had hope . But then another week came — we were at work, I gave you a smile but you didn’t even acknowledge my presence.

Now it’s a game of push and pull . Where it is always I who pulls and you who pushes. What happened to us? I cannot honestly say — only you have the answer, yet you wont even try.

Sports Hub Daily ————

Formula 1 Driver Charles Leclerc Spotted Looking Very Cozy with an Unknown Brunette

Article by : Millie Born

Charles Leclerc , a driver for the renowned Formula 1 racing team Ferrari, was spotted at looking quite close and cozy with an unknown woman during the PGA Tour yesterday afternoon. The two were reported to be sharing a number of intimate actions amongst themselves all throughout the game and was seen to be leaving together inside Leclerc’s Black Ferrari Pista. Just who is this woman— fans are eager to find more! Is she the new girlfriend of the Monegasque driver? Will the paddock be welcoming a new “Wag” to the roster?, or is this just a fling to the “Il Predestinato” of Ferrari… Only time will tell.

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y/n_stills. You’ve saved the day. My personal hero 💙

lewishamilton Happy to see you well taken cared of. Miss you, kiddo!

y/n_stills. aww miss you Lew!! , I’ll drop by the merc motorhome next GP and hug you till you get annoyed🥰

georgerussell63 what about me? @y/n_stills.

y/n_stills. and what about you Russell George? @georgerussell63

lewishamilton kids play nice.

y/n_stills. sorry pops.

maxvertappen1 Always 💙

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kimimatiasraikkonen who?

y/n_stills. Bwoah, hi Kimi!! I missed you. I’ll call Minttu and I’ll tell ya both🫶

lilymhe wow, I just finished a tournament only to find out that I’ve already lost you?!

alexalbon excuse me?

y/n_stills. @lilymhe NO! MY LOVE , forgive me I’m only yours forever! Oh, Hi @alexalbon … what are you doing here?

danielricciardo I didn’t receive my invitation? very disappointed 1/5 stars, will not recommend.

landonorris same experience , will also rate 1/5.

y/n_stills. What kind of substance are you two on? Send me the link, looks fun. 5/5 is interested

maxverstappen1 they’re high on mclaren tractor fumes. I do not recommend @y/n_stills.

y/n_stills. Sheeesh Emilian ya didn’t have to roast them too hard 🫣

landonorris @maxverstappen1 WOW…true, but wow.

danielricciardo this is not the proper way of treating your bestfriends @maxverstappen1 . 1/5 star friend.

arthur_leclerc @y/n_stills. Dinner soon! We miss you >:((

ollibearman yeah! @y/nstills. >:((

y/n_stills. alright chill you goblins! Give me the time and date.

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“What the hell?”

#f1 #formula 1 #max verstappen #red bull racing #ferrari #formula one #lewis hamilton #lando norris #charles leclerc #daniel ricciardo #kimi raikkonen #alex albon #mercedes #f1 fanfic #f1 imagine #mclaren #x reader #sendhelpppppp

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doromoni · 9 months

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Hunting Affections

Charles Leclerc x photographer!reader

Max Verstappen x photographer!reader

Epilogue

fanfic + smau fic

faceclaim : Hwang Eunbi

warnings : nothing ig?

A/N : UP FOR EDITING 🤍

masterlist

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Summary; Love is but a concept — just connections of neurons that take part in the brain … and yet, why is it the most painful when one falls alone?

Loving someone who doesn’t love you back , until you can’t no more. Maybe then they’ll actually know what they’ve lost.

Certainty is not a word to describe life, as change is constant, and nothing can tell what tomorrow may bring. No day is perfect, and no day is the same as the ones before. Everything changes and not all people in our lives actually stay, and not everything that we planned is fated for us — but maybe it’s actually for the best.

I thought that I had lost myself when a person that I loved parted from my life. I thought that my everything was over when Charles Leclerc left me.— well I did, and it did, but I found a better version of me in the end.

Now, I could honestly say that I’ve forgiven all that had been done. I am truly thankful for everything that had happened in the past, for what I have now couldn’t have happened because of it.

y/n_stills.

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y/n_stills. Everyone, we would like for you to meet our sweetest angel, Jilian 💙.

We’ve decided that it was time that you all get to meet our most precious, baby girl. During the first few years of our baby, we have decided that it would be the best to keep her out of the spotlight and keep her to ourselves for the meantime. We hope that you understand and respect our decision and that everyone will show kindness to our angel.

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“Mommy, please hurry up! I don’t wanna miss Daddy’s race” and there goes my most precious little girl stomping her feet as she sped towards my legs hugging them in a death grip.

“I know, I know , my sweet . Mommy just needs a minute to fix my hair , then we’ll go see daddy, alright? Why don’t you choose which car you want Mommy to drive” I said trying to placate the pouting girl. Nodding eagerly, she dashed towards the garage.

She was a carbon copy of her dad, from her features to her attitude — She really was her daddy’s daughter alright. She even got his love for cars and his passion for the sport — I love her even more for it.

Hearing the small footsteps coming back, I grabbed my bag and headed out the door. Seeing my daughter bounce in excitement as she clutched the car keys in her tiny hands has brought the greatest of warmth to my heart. Zooming towards me she then pushed the keys to my hands, then making her way back to the garage. Looking down to key, a chuckle left my lips. As expected, my daughter knew what she wanted , her favorite — and of course it’s her daddy’s Ferrari 488 Pista.

After buckling my baby in her car seat, I drove us to the race circuit. Today was her first ever actual race and appearance to the public. Her father and I had agreed that it was about time to desensitize her to the motorsport world, since both of us are still active in our fields … plus she’s been begging to come with us rather than staying in with her nanny.

Feeling the excitement from my baby , as the circuit came nearer and fans wearing the colors of their teams rushing past our car — with some sending waves our way.

“Mommy, why are they saying hi? Are they friends?” My daughter asked with big eyes as she tried to take everything in.

“Yes sweetie, they are our friends! They also support daddy and other uncles’ racing.” I explained as I parked the car in the private lot.

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landonorris MY NIECE! MY NIECE! MY NIECE!

landonorris your favorite unkow wando is hereeee

y/n_stills. Hmmm favorite… sure.

oscarpiastri Mom! You brought Jillyyyyyy~ please let me babysit later! 🥺

y/n_stills. Well she did miss you

oscarpiastri YES! I promise I won’t leave her with lando!

Grabbing everything we need, I picked up my daughter and placed her on my hip. Her tiny arms circled my neck tightly growing shy from the attention we were getting from the fans as we walked through the paddock

“It’s ok baby. Mommy is here, their not gonna hurt you. Remember, they are our friends! Let’s go find your Daddy, hm?” I said soothingly as I placed a kiss on her forehead. Sensing that she was starting to get overwhelmed, I planned to move quicker to our motorhome, when a familiar voice shouted catching our attention.

“Y/N! Mon Petit Jillian! “

My Jillian physically perked up at the voice. Suddenly giddy , she squirmed at my hold. With a soft smile and with no choice but to let go , I looked at my daughter run towards the man with a squeal.

Jillian ran straight into the arms of Charles Leclerc.

———

“Charles, let’s talk please”

Here we are, where everything had all began. We are once again sitting beneath the stars , hidden from civilization, on the same beach where we poured our soul out for the world to hear.

He remained quiet as he looked at the crashing waves up ahead. Charles looked so peaceful, as if everything had finally fallen into place. Then a soft smile suddenly appeared on his lips as he looked straight into my eyes. Patting the place next to him as he looked back into the ocean, I then complied and took a seat beside him.

We sat their in complete silence, only savoring the peace that the both of us missed. He then spoke , his voice blending in with the sound of the waves crashing ahead of us.

“Do you really love him?” Charles had asked earnestly, there was no anger in his voice. His eyes were clear, holding only tranquility and peace.

“Yes, I do. I do love Max, so so much.” a smile growing , as I answered without a doubt. Charles turned silent again , this time closing his eyes. Yet , again a smile had shown in his lips, this time it reflected understanding acknowledgment, and then finally… acceptance.

“I was really a fool for what I did to you, Y/N. I’m sorry for being selfish and hindering you from your happiness . To be honest, I haven’t been alright for a while … even I don’t understand myself. I felt miserable and I felt that it wasn’t fair … and others should feel the same.”

“When I saw you getting along with everyone, I grew jealous and vindictive, specially when my entire family loved you instantly, I could never do that you know? I was blinded by my own faults, so I blamed you instead because it was easier. I had the mindset that you were mine and I that we should be hurting together… that you shouldn’t be happy when i’m not. I took everything out on you and you didn’t deserve any of it. Not at all. You deserve the entire world and more.”

Charles then looked back at me with the same eyes that looked at me when we first met — the same eyes that filled with the same spark… the spark of freedom.

“Y/N, I’m so sorry for everything …. I’m letting you go. Be happy“

My tears gushed endlessly, as i choked on my sobs. Now Charles and I chanting a different promise to the same stars that witnessed our journey.

———

5 years had passed, and a lot has changed. All of us had moved on and had gone through with our lives. Everything has changed, all of us had matured to what we are now.

“How is my favorite little girl, doing? Did mommy let you play with the present I gave you?” Charles had lifted Jillian to his hip as he caught the toddler mid run. Rolling my eyes at the Monegasque driver, I went towards them.

“Noooooo , Uncle ChaCha! Mommy didn’t let me play with it yet! She said that I could play with it when I’m five!”

Seeing my daughter act petulant to her favorite uncle (Don’t tell Lando) brought a chuckle to the both of us.

“What? How dare Mommy say no to a princess?” Charles acted exaggeratedly

“ Well Mommy is the queen , and Daddy said that everyone should follow her orders” My baby said smartly.

“And Daddy stands by his statement! Mommy is always right!” Then the voice of my husband boomed behind me, and our daughter automatically jumping into her Daddy’s arms.

There stood with the biggest of smiles with our bundle of happiness, joy and love , our daughter settled in his arms, Max Emilian Verstappen , my husband, the father of our child, and the love of my life.

I didn’t need to hunt for affection any longer , Now I am surrounded by it .

Fin~

Thank you for reading, everyone 🤍

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doromoni · 10 months

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Hunting Affections

Charles Leclerc x photographer! reader

Max Verstappen x photographer! reader

Part 4.

fantic + smau fic

y/n faceclaim : Hwang Eunbi

warning : nothing~ it’s just fluff for now :)) and a teensy weensy bit of silly season

A/N : UP FOR EDITING 🤍

Summary; Love is but a concept — just connections of neurons that take part in the brain … and yet, why is it the most painful when one falls alone?

Loving someone who doesn’t love you back , until you can’t no more. Maybe then they’ll actually know what they’ve lost.

What is the age when we started to care less about our date of birth? When our birthday starts to feel mundane , just another day in this life on earth . To begin with, I never did make a fuss about my birthdays. The greetings of my most loved people were enough for my happiness. I never have wanted celebrations , parties, or gifts.

That was until they threw me the most meaningful birthday, I could ever hope for. There stood Max , Lando, and Daniel with the biggest of grins holding what seems to be an attempt of a birthday cake as they sang to me happy birthday — and then came their present. In the box , 4 smiling faces stared back at me, their facing were shining with unadulterated joy and peace — it reflected true happiness… it was a framed picture of us , in the McDonald’s parking lot, the day when we all first met.

I never in my life would have guessed that the three strangers who met me at my worst would still be around and care enough to celebrate my life. I could never be grateful enough for the light that these three people had shone upon me and guided me to the end of the dark tunnel.

Oh how time quickly goes by , because another year is added to my life . It’s my birthday and now I’ve learned to celebrate it with the people who love me back.

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maxverstappen1 Happiest Birthday to you, my Liebling 💙 Thank you for allowing me to be a part of your life. Nothing in this world is enough to show how much I love and adore you, If i could gift you the universe, I would. I love you endlessly, Y/N L/N.

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y/n_stills. I cannot put into words how much I treasure you Max Emilian Verstappen. You’ve been the person to love me , when I cannot love myself. You’ve given my life the color it lost and I am forever grateful for you, my love . I would never be able to repay what you’ve done for me. I love you so so much! @maxverstappen1

maxverstappen1 you being with me is enough payment , Liebling.

landonorris So the Porsche was for y/n’s birthday?

maxverstappen1 yes , she was more excited for the cake tho.

y/n_stills. What? It was good cake ~ 10/10. Yummy .

danielricciardo We spent a whole week trying to find the perfect car — because someone was psychoanalyzing everything and you liked the cake better. welp we did give you a photo of us for your last birthday and you cried so…

landonorris that we did . the number of white shades still gives me trauma, how can there be so much?! Its white!

y/n_stills. Sheesh calm down~ i still loved the Porsche , imagine how many chicks I’ll pick up with this baddie.

maxverstappen1 excuse me?

y/n_stills. I ment to say , thank you and I love you 😘

user1 honestly, these 2 🥺 my standards just skyrocketed.

user2 I want what they have :((

user3 Forget Romeo and Juliet , I want Max and Y/N.

user4 Max is so whipped for Y/N .He’s so soft for her I couldn’t process it hsksgwjsg.

user5 Ikr?? I didn’t expect Max to be so bby. I love it!

user6 huhuhu when is it my turn?

user7 ayo?? Why isn’t anyone talking about how Max just bought Y/N a freaking Porsche for her birthday??? Hello?

user8 They are so rich, it hurts

user9 y/n is not gonna escape the gold digger accusations at this point 🥹.

user8 sometimes I forget that they are literal millionaires

user10 Before anyone calls y/n a gold digger , please know that she herself is healthy and wealthy. Thank you.

user11 yuh, do your research before you comment y’all ~ y/n is a boss bitch who earns her own dough

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landonorris u just jelly cause am getting more attention than u 👁️👅👁️

y/n_stills. Sure ~ what ever you say , kinder. Just make sure not to neglect your other boyfriend.

landonorris Hey! Unfair… I can’t be mean to you. It’s your birthday 😡

y/n_stills. 👁️👅👁️

oscarpiastri Welp at least , max’s boyfriend 2 and lando’s boyfriend 2 aren’t there yet.

y/n_stills. OSCAR HAHAHAHA , I’m screen shooting this for future use. But yeah~ Daniel and Carlos aren’t here yet.

oscarpiastri oh noo blackmail material~

y/n_stills. Worry not , little papaya ! I wont tell them it’s you~ you can count on me. Are you on your way ? You are coming right? are you driving?? Don’t text and drive oh my gosh.

oscarpiastri Yes, im on my way . No, I’m not driving . Calm down Mom. we’re almost near! Oh Happy Birthday, talk when we’re there .byeee!

charles_leclerc Oh, you’re with them again… Are you going somewhere?

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The past year might have been rough, but now I’ve never been happier— and it’s all thanks to the people who held me dear in their hearts. Most importantly to the three strangers who pulled me in their circle of chaos, thank you for making me feel loved and accepted then , and more so now. I Love you guys.

Thank you everyone for your heartfelt greetings and thank you for celebrating my birthday with me ! A birthday well spent indeed!

P.S don’t blame us if you’re hangover for tomorrow’s GP… we did try to stop you. 🤭

maxverstappen1 I never knew that helping the sad pretty lady at the grid party would lead us to what we have now. Happiest birthday Liebling 💙

y/n_stills. you’ve done enough! Don’t make me love you more , Max Verstappen >:((

danielricciardo Happiest Birthday again, kid! I’ll always be here for you when you need me ~ you know the drill.

y/n_stills. thanks danny 🥺 Thank you for being the big brother I needed.

landonorris Happy Birthday (nickname)! I’m glad that I approached you then because you also had changed our lives for the better. For more years to come!

y/n_stills. Aww, Lando! Your gonna make me cry even more >:(( , but thank you 🤍

lewishamilton Happiest Birthday Kiddo! you deserve only the best. More happy years to come, dear.

y/n_stills. Thank you Lew! you didn’t have to fly just for my birthday , but you did huhu thank you! I loved the gift btw please say thank you to the nephews for me — their artworks were so lovely 🤍

oscarpiastri Happy Birthday Y/N! you truly only deserve the best. Thank you for sharing your kindness to everyone. You were one of the people who made me feel that I belong in this sport when I first started and thank you for your continuous support and presence. Thank you for being my grid mom🧡

y/n_stills. Little papaya 🥺 Thank you so much for saying that, you truly have melted my heart. I’m officially adopting you >:((

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y/n_stills. @maxverstappen1 we have a son now.

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landonorris @oscarpiastri stop stealing my friend >:(

oscarpiastri how about no @landonorris :))

y/n_stills. Ugh my son is already bullying lando , im so proud 😫

redbullracing Happiest Birthday Y/N!!

y/n_stills. Thank you, energy drink company ✨ thanks for the gift of wings . ~ pls don’t fire me

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F1 Double World Champion Max Verstappen is Dating Future Red Bull Racing Team Senior Design Director Y/N L/N!

Article by : Lola Scotts

In picture : Max Verstappen and Y/N L/N at a flower shop at Manchester

Max Verstappen , The 2 time world driver’s championship winner , had just officially announced his relationship with multi-business owner and Sky Sports Formula 1 photographer Y/N L/N . Both have confirmed their relations on instagram with a sweet and personal post , a few hours after a fan had leaked their attendance to a mutual friend’s concert . And was later on spotted strolling a locally owned flea market in Manchester.

The Dutch Red Bull driver and the Korean born photographer had been already close friends prior to the relationship ; often times within the company of Formula 1 drivers— Daniel Ricciardo and Lando Norris. The coming together of the couple was a pleasant surprise to the realm of motorsports. As fans continue to anticipate the kind of dynamic these two would bring to the paddock, specially with relation to the 1st driver of the Italian racing team Ferrari — who was linked to L/N before.

Y/N L/N has already been a paddock favorite amongst motorsport fans not only for her close knit friendship with the drivers and some of the team principals , but also for her professionalism on track. Y/N had stated in an interview before that her love of the sport had led her to the opportunity to intern for the Italian racing team, Ferrari — and was later on officially scouted by Sky Sports as one of their Senior Design Directors for their photography and videography sectors .

Moreover, the boom in popularity of Formula 1 in social media has lead teams scrambling for purchase— and the knowledge of Y/N L/N’s ending contract with Sky Sports has been their life line; as several of the racing teams have reportedly been in negotiations with L/N.

In picture: Y/N L/N at New Red Bull Office in Berlin

Nevertheless, due to the high probability of Y/N’s shift from Sky Sports to exclusively work for Red Bull Racing, some argue that lack of professionalism and partiality will be at play . But, such claims are quickly shut down when Red Bull had released a statement that proves that a contract was already in process, way before the relationship of the dutch champion and the accredited photographer has been established.

Still, even with the flames and barbs of the media , Verstappen and L/N are cool as a cucumber — as the two were spotted celebrating the photographer’s birthday with friends and loved ones before the end of month long formula 1 summer break.

The next Grand Prix is fast approaching. I do not know about you, but I believe that things will be a little more exciting for Formula 1.

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