𐙚 : SOMEONE WALKING IN ON YOU W/ STRAYKIDS (reaction) ֶָ֢ !
content warning. oral ( m. and f. receiving ), unprotected sex, shower sex, degrading ( seungmin )
request: can you do someone walking in with skz plsssss?
authors note. i hope you like it 💌 !!!
MINORS DO NOT INTERACT
𐙚 : BANGCHAN ֶָ֢ !
a little annoyed but doesn't show it so the member doesn't feel bad — and he should've known to lock the door anyway. "ch-channie." you whined as his hands made his into your shorts. "need you." he toyed with your clit, your juices coating his hand as he pumps his fingers in and out of you. "fuck princess you're so wet." he whispered against your temple. "gonna let daddy stretch you out." his cock twitched against his pants, begging to be freed. "want you to cum on my cock." he climbed on top of your body, ready to pull his cock out from his shorts, thinking the door was already locked cause he always locked it — god apparently wasn't on his side; because the door came swinging open, he quickly covered your naked body. "hyung— sung get out please." he said as calm as he could despite being embarrassed and upset that he walked in. jisung caught on what was happening; ran out muttering a sorry, shutting the door. he turned to you, dry laughing, the mood ruined.
"i swear i locked the door."
𐙚 : LEE KNOW ֶָ֢ !
it's not his problem — they should've knocked on his door; they knew you both were in there, what else would you be doing. "sh-shit , take it all the way." he groaned, back against his headboard; pushing your head down on his cock, watching you struggle to take his cock. "such a good slut." you felt his cock hit the back of your throat making you gag. "fuck im gonna cum down your throat." he threw his head back , his stomach tightening feeling himself about to cum. "shit im cumming." he grunted, you felt his cum fill your mouth just as you heard the door open, shutting immediately. "lock the damn door next time." you heard seungmin's voice, you pulled away embarrassed. "swallow it." you still obeyed, your face heated. "he saw us." your voice was horse, your boyfriend shrugged. "the door was closed, he should've knocked on it." he was so unfazed about it, pulling you in his lap , his cock still hard. "wait; lock the door." he ignored you, pulling your panties to the side.
"why? they know what's going on now — if they come in now it's cause they want to see how much of a slut you are for my cock "
𐙚 : CHANGBIN ֶָ֢ !
could've sworn he locked the door; will swear to god he locked the door — not even embarrassed, just annoyed that he was interrupted. "fu-fuck baby if you keep bouncing on my cock like that im gonna cum." he moaned , you boobs hipnotizing him, making him bring his hand to your boob, squeezing. "binnie." you moaned as you rode his cock. "so-so big." he slapped your ass. "keep moving baby -fuck- don't stop , im gonna cum." he whimpered. han just wanted his headphones he let changbin borrow that's it , he should've knocked but he just opened the door , changbin quickly covering your body. "yah!" he shouted, jisung was completely unaware until he saw a pillow being hurled at him. "get out." he shut the door , muttering a 'i just wanted my headphones' changbin turned to you , obviously annoyed. "this dorm is just too crowded." you pouted.
"you're right, next we're going to your house next time."
𐙚 : HYUNJIN ֶָ֢ !
hyunjin would never have sex in the dorm , he's not stupid; but if you needed him, he wasn't gonna deny you the pleasure, at least with his mouth. "fu-fuck hyune." you moaned as he lapped at your sopping cunt, you could see his head moving under the blanket. "feels so fucking good." you whimpered , grabbing his hair, pulling at it when he wrapped his plump lips around you clit, sucking on it. "shit!" you gasped. "shit im gonna cum." he hummed around your clit. "fuck!" chan thought someone was hurt , completely unaware walking straight into the room. "is someone hurt— fu-fuck, im so sorry." he closed the door. hyunjin pulled away, from your heat, both of you confused , embarrassed and in shock. "what happened?" hyunjin came up from the blanket. "i can never look him in the eyes again." you said. "why didn't you lock the door?" you whined, he dry laughed , the scene being so funny. "i thought i did."
"i told you this is why we don't have sex in the dorm , listen to me next time , baby."
𐙚 : HAN ֶָ֢ !
in EVERYONE'S defense; you two were in the living of the dorm and everyone was out — jisung being the horny boy he was couldn't control himself enough to walk to his room, climbing on top of your body , grinding his clothed cock against your clothed cunt. "fu-fuck i need you so bad." he groaned into your ear, his hand coming up to squeeze your boob; he juts his hips into your desperately trying to reach his high. "fuck im gonna -shit- im gonna fucking cum." he breathed his movements becoming more uncoordinated. "shit." he whimpered; not hearing the door open, hyunjin walking through the door, horrified at the scene he just walked in. "you have a room!" he shouted, scaring both of you , you quickly pulled away, both of you completely disheveled. "you weren't supposed to be here." jisung stressed. "and uncover your eyes , it just makes it awkward." the raven haired boy took his hands from his eyes. "you have a room 3 feet away , use it." he scrunched his nose up in disgust, walking into his room; jisung nuzzled his face into your neck, mumbling
"next time i'll listen and we'll go into my room "
𐙚 : FELIX ֶָ֢ !
another one who kinds of blames it on himself; he should've double checked if the door was locked; more concerned if they saw you and if you're okay. "li-lixie." you let out a breathy moan as he slowly rocked into you. "fu-fuck princess you felt so good." he grunted. "your cunt feels so nice -shit- squeezing my cock like that." your nails raked down his back, he hissed. "lix -fuck- you feels so good, m'gonna cum." you whined , he picked up his movements, wanting to cum with you. "fu-fuck , let's cum together." he moaned, bringing his thumb to your clit, rubbing figure eights on your bud trying to bring you over the edge; to bad the door open , making felix halt all his movements , shielding your bodies with a cover as jeongin obviously walked in. "hyung we're — oh my god." the poor boy finally noticed, turning hitting the wall as he apologized profusely , running out. he sighed , cursing under his breath. "im sorry princess, i thought i locked the door, you okay? it must've scared you." he said, you whined due to your orgasm being taken away from you. "fuck princess let me lock the door this time."
"i don't want anyone interrupting us this time."
𐙚 : SEUNGMIN ֶָ֢ !
another one who doesn't care; the doors close if you walk in without knocking you're basically asking to see it. "fuck!" he covered your mouth as he plowed into you , your ass bounced against his hips. "sh-shut the fuck up." his grunted into your ear. "you want them to know how much of a whore you are." you bit the inside of your cheek , forcing all your moans down. "i bet you'd like that though." he slapped your ass. "a desperate whore -fuck- ready to be filled at any time, even when we aren't alone." you moaned, clenching around him. "fuck im gonna cum inside you." he gripped your hips , fucking deeper into. "gonna fill you to the brim." now it would've been felix fault; he really should've heard you both — but unfortunately for felix his headphones really did prove to be soundproof and he soon found out as he opened the door. "sh-shit im sorry, why didn't you lock the door?!" he exclaimed, quickly shutting the door. "minnie -fuck!" he did not care,he kept going, trying to reach his high.
"im not stopping until i feel you cumming around my cock."
𐙚 : JEONGIN ֶָ֢ !
oh he is horrified, now he has to go into hiding cause he can't bare to be preserved by his hyung after being caught in such a compromising position. " -shit-." you moaned out as he rutted his cock along your folds, the waters cascading down his back. it was early morning and everyone was sleep so he thought he was safe to take a shower with you, angling his hips so that his cock was pressing against your hole — holding you up as he slipped inside you. "sh-shit you're so tight." he groaned. "feels so good." your clutched on to his shoulders for stability moaning, thinking the water would block out the noise. "fuck innie , feels so good." — fortunately the water did block out the moans; unfortunately that didn't stop lee know from having to empty his bladder. "fuck baby im gonna — shit." you heard the door slam shut, both you and jeongins head snapping towards the door. "it's 3 in the morning." you heard him shout. "hurry up i have to pee." jeongin pulled out of you , shock still on his face. "you okay?" you asked. "why would he just walk in?" that answered you question.
"i swear the next time we wanna fuck , we're going to yours , i don't care what time it is."
©️LUVYENI
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Hey Natalia, hope you’re doing good ❤️ Please could I request enemies to lovers with Max. You’re constantly at each other’s throats in front of everyone and Christian has had enough of your shit and demands to see you in the office. But when you continue to fight, he’s like nah I don’t wanna be involved, sort your shit out together and leaves. And you end up fucking on his desk and after you’re suddenly super friendly around eachother. Thank you lovely! xxx
Whiplash
Max Verstappen x Red Bull driver!Reader
Summary: You and Max discover that there is a thin line between lust and hate
Warnings: 18+ content
You storm into Christian’s office, scowling as Max follows right behind you. He slams the door shut and you both take a seat across from Christian, refusing to even look at each other.
“I’m sure you both know why I called you in here,” Christian says sternly. “The tension between you two has gone too far. It’s affecting the team and we can’t have that.”
You scoff and cross your arms. “Why don’t you talk to him about it then? I’m not the problem here.”
Max scowls. “Oh please, don’t pretend like you’re so innocent. You’ve been nothing but hostile towards me since the start of the season.”
“Only because you did the same!” You retort. “I was nothing but nice when I first joined the team. You’re the one with the attitude problem.”
“Enough!” Christian shouts, silencing you both. “I don’t care who started it. I’m ending it. We’re in the middle of a championship fight and I need my drivers to work together, not against each other.”
You sink lower in your chair, still refusing to look at Max. The animosity radiates off of him in waves.
“Now you’re going to stay in here until you work this out,” Christian says firmly. “I don’t care if it takes all night. Fix this mess or both of your seats are on the line.”
He heads for the door and you spring up from your chair. “You can’t be serious!”
“Deadly,” Christian replies before shutting the door. You hear the lock click into place from the outside.
You jiggle the handle and pound on the door. “Let us out!”
No response.
He’s really done it, that bastard. Locked you in a room alone with your most hated rival.
You take a deep breath before turning around. Max sits there glaring at you, jaw clenched. “This is ridiculous,” he mutters.
“For once we agree on something,” you snap.
His glare hardens. “Don’t pretend you’re blameless. You’ve been nasty since you got here.”
You storm over to him. “Because you decided to hate me from day one! I tried to be nice but you were so damn hostile. What’s your problem with me anyway?”
Max stands up abruptly, getting in your face. “My problem is you waltzing in here like you own the place when I’m the number one driver.”
You shove him in the chest. “Get over yourself! I earned my spot here.”
He shoves you back. “You don’t deserve to be here.”
Your blood boils as you stare him down. God he’s infuriating. And stubborn as hell. You doubt you’ll ever get him to admit any fault in this situation.
“Well I’m not going anywhere so I guess you’ll just have to get used to it,” you snap.
Max steps even closer, eyes blazing. Your noses nearly touch from how close he stands. “Is that so?” His voice comes out low, almost husky.
A shiver runs down your spine but you keep glaring at him. “Yeah, that’s so.”
You expect him to shoot back some nasty retort. Instead his eyes flick down to your lips for just a moment before meeting your heated gaze again.
Suddenly the energy shifts between you. The anger and tension remains but it transforms into something more primal. More dangerous.
Your breaths come heavier as electricity crackles in the nonexistent space left between you. Max’s pupils are blown wide, his chest rising and falling as rapidly as your own.
“I ...” Your voice comes out hoarse. “We should ...”
But neither of you make any move to step away. Without thinking your tongue darts out to wet your dry lips. Max tracks the movement with his intense stare.
“Fuck it,” he growls before crashing his mouth onto yours.
You gasp into the kiss and he takes advantage, deepening it. His hands grasp your hips roughly as he walks you backwards until your back hits the wall.
You barely process what’s happening. One second you were at each other’s throats, the next his body is pressing urgently against yours.
A moan escapes you when his lips move to your neck. He nips at the sensitive skin there and you thread your fingers into his hair.
“This is insane,” you pant out even as you tug him closer.
“I know,” Max breathes against your neck. His hands skim up your sides, pushing up your shirt. “I hate you.”
“I hate you more.” You crash your lips together again, tasting blood when you nip at him.
Max groans into your mouth as your tongues slide together. He hitches one of your legs around his hip, grinding against you.
You break the kiss to tip your head back, moaning at the feeling. Fuck, you despise this man, but right now you need him more than anything.
His hips keep up that delicious friction as he mouths at your collarbone. “I’m still going to beat you,” he rasps out.
You smirk, nails digging into his shoulders. “In your dreams.”
Max’s eyes darken at your taunt. Without warning, he grips your thighs and lifts you onto Christian’s desk. You gasp as he pushes between your legs, his growing arousal obvious.
“Careful what you wish for,” he murmurs before crushing his mouth to yours once more.
You moan into the frenzied kiss, tongues tangling as you tug at his hair. His hands slide up your thighs, fumbling with the button of your jeans to push them down around your ankles. You wrap your legs around him, pulling him against your heated core.
Even through the layers of clothing you can feel how hard he is. You rock your hips, desperate for more friction. Max groans and moves his lips to your neck, nipping down to your collarbone.
Your head tips back as his fingers dance up your sides, thumbs brushing the undersides of your breasts. “God, I hate you so much,” you moan.
“I know.” His voice comes out rough, filled with lust.
Impatient, you reach for the hem of his shirt and pull it over his head, tossing it aside. Your eyes rake over his muscular chest and arms. Unable to resist, you lean in and scrape your teeth over his nipple.
Max hisses in a breath, hands clenching on your hips. “Fuck ...”
You grin, laving your tongue over the sensitive nub as your fingers move to his belt buckle. With shaky hands you get it open and reach into his boxers, fingers wrapping around his thick length.
He shudders against you. “Shit, Y/N ...”
You stroke him firmly, reveling in the moans and curses falling from his lips. His own hands move under your shirt, palming your breasts through your bra.
It’s not enough. You strip off your shirt and reach back to unclasp your bra. Max wastes no time dipping his head to capture one of your nipples between his lips.
“Oh god ...” you gasp, back arching into him. His teeth and tongue work over your sensitive peaks until you’re writhing beneath him.
The sound of voices outside the door makes you both freeze. Fuck. The race weekend is still going on around you. Anyone could walk by and hear what’s happening.
You meet Max’s heated gaze. “We should stop,” you pant out half-heartedly.
His eyes blaze with defiance and lust. “No fucking way.”
Before you can react he drops to his knees, grasping your hips to pull you towards the edge of the desk.
Max tugs strongly on your lacy underwear until it gives way at the seams, baring you to him. He pauses to appreciate the view, eyes roaming hungrily over your glistening folds.
“I’m still going to beat you tomorrow,” he rasps.
You tug on his hair impatiently. “Just get on with it before we get caught.”
With a wicked grin he dives in, mouth latching onto your throbbing clit. You cry out, quickly slapping a hand over your own mouth.
You fumble with his belt, desperate to feel him. Max groans as you wrap your hand around his length.
“Fuck, just like that,” he groans against your skin, increasing the rhythm of his tongue in response. The desk rocks dangerously beneath you but neither of you slow your ministrations.
You whimper his name, pleasure building steadily under his expert touch. The fingers of one hand twist in his hair while you keep your other hand moving up and down in measured strokes as you near the edge.
“Look at me,” Max commands raggedly. You open your eyes to meet his wild gaze. The connection between you crackles.
“Max ...” you gasp as your climax crashes over you. You slap a hand over your lips, muffling your cries.
As you float back down, Max withdraws his mouth. You keen at the loss but then he’s lining himself up at your entrance. Gripping your hip tightly, he pushes inside in one smooth motion.
You cling to his shoulders, nails digging in as you adjust around him. Max trembles with restraint, giving you a moment before he starts to move.
Then he sets a relentless pace, the desk slamming against the wall with each powerful snap of his hips. You wrap your legs around him, spurring him even deeper.
Max pounds into you relentlessly, wrenching desperate moans from your lips. You’re vaguely aware of picture frames and papers tumbling to the floor around you but the chaos only adds to the thrill.
You’re close, the pressure building deep inside. With a few more well-angled thrusts you topple over the edge, coming hard around him. Your breasts bounce as your back arches sharply off the desk.
“There you go, princess,” Max rasps. He continues driving into your spasming center until his rhythm turns choppy and erratic.
“Fuck, I’m close,” Max grits out. You clench around him, greedy for his release. His hips stutter and then he spills inside you with a guttural groan. The sensation pushes you over the edge again, your vision whiting out from the intensity.
Breathing raggedly, Max collapses on top of you, pinning you to the desk. You’re both slick with sweat and utterly spent, your heart rates slowly returning to normal. You run your fingers through his damp waves soothingly.
The room is silent save for your heavy breathing. As the haze of lust clears, the ramifications of what just happened settle over you.
You just slept with your sworn rival on your team principal’s desk.
After a long moment Max pulls out of you and steps back, tucking himself away. On shaky legs you slide off the desk, stumbling slightly as you find your feet, and rush to put on your clothes.
Max grabs his shirt off the floor and shrugs back into it. His hair is mussed wildly and his lips are kiss-swollen. You’re sure you look much the same.
You and Max spring apart at the sound of the lock clicking open. Christian strides back into his office, oblivious to the disheveled state that both of his drivers are in.
“Well, have you two worked out your differences?” He looks between you expectantly.
You smooth down your rumpled shirt and attempt to tuck your wild hair back into place. Your cheeks flame as you meet Christian’s gaze.
“I think we’ve come to an ... understanding,” Max says evenly, though you notice a hint of color in his cheeks as well.
Christian surveys his office, taking in the askew trophies and books scattered across the floor. You hold your breath, certain he’s going to put two and two together.
“It seems you had a disagreement about reorganizing my office during your chat,” Christian says wryly.
You nearly choke in surprise. Does he really not realize what just transpired on his desk? You chance a glance at Max and have to suppress a hysterical giggle at the disbelief on his face.
“I apologize for the mess, we got a bit ... heated,” you say, biting your lip to keep from laughing at the double meaning.
“Yes, clearly things escalated between you two.” Christian frowns at a photo of him and Dietrich Mateschitz now lying cracked on the floor. You resist the urge to shrink under his disappointed dad stare.
“However, the important thing is you’ve worked through this animosity once and for all, correct?” He looks between you expectantly.
You and Max nod in unison. “Water under the bridge,” Max assures him. You’re impressed by how steady he manages to keep his voice even as you can see the barely contained mirth dancing in his eyes.
“Excellent. I’ll inform the team that tensions are resolved and they can stop walking on eggshells around the both of you.” Christian claps his hands together, apparently satisfied. “Now get out of here and get ready for free practice.”
You and Max don’t need telling twice. As soon as the door shuts behind you, the laughter you’ve been holding in bubbles out.
“I can’t believe he actually bought that,” Max says between chuckles.
“We literally destroyed his office and he thinks we just had a minor spat,” you giggle, shaking your head incredulously.
Your laughter trails off as the reality of what happened sinks in. You just had crazy hot sex with Max Verstappen. Where do you go from here?
Before you can overthink it, Max presses a soft kiss to your lips. “Meet me at the hotel tonight? We should continue this conversation somewhere more private,” he murmurs suggestively.
You bite your lip but find yourself nodding. As complicated and ill-advised as this may be, you can’t find it in yourself to deny your attraction to Max now that you’ve given in to it.
“It’s a date,” you whisper back.
Max grins and steals another quick kiss before you part ways to get changed.
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Love grows | Lando Norris Instagram au
Lando Norris x fem! reader
* ੈ✩‧₊˚ in which Lando and his girlfriend are disgustingly in love (and they are making it everyone's problem)
Author's note: Hello, beautiful people. Hope you all are having a good day/night!!! If you can't tell already I am hopelessly, completely and irretrievably in love with Lando and yes everyone has to hear about it (forgive me for I am insuffreable). Anyways, happy reading<3
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this is my element (+ album)
asking me to pick my fave album is like asking an orphan matron to pick her favorite baby boy
thats some weird and cruel circumstances to put upon me i feel like it changes every damn week like a rota
i mean what if my beats misbehave and i gotta put 'em in time out i cant play permanent on that theyre too cute
but yknow what i can show you one thing thats been on my mind lately
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so when i was a kid we had this skateboard vid by "element skateboards" on DVD
they were this skateboard kit slash apparel company that was all about progressivism and shit and they did these much lauded comp tapes of dudes riding around on their boards and doing the dopest of macho tricks on the shit
flipping it turnways
putting the rock in the house like a big man
we had some of their merch actually
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so anyways the one we had back then was This Is My Element
released 2007
mostly clips from cali i think and i mean the camerawork is fucking insane on some of those shots
this is gonna sound lame as fuck but i prob spent so many cumulative hours just peelin through the footage and ogling the shit outta it
that framing was tight
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so you may be asking yourself or me
dave you genuine dicksucker i asked about your fav album not your favorite sordid ass display of smooth dudes hardcore riding and grinding them boards in public dude you have a problem
ok well that wasnt a question first of all so jot that down
but anyways to THAT i say
listen to the music
the whole thing has an original soundtrack of ambient beats
got some abstract hip hop jams, got some more indie stuff, lots of acoustic sampling
HELLA underground
and basically every track minus one is done by sampler beast david p. madson AKA "odd nosdam"
dude is my hero seriously
he is the master of the beat machine i shit you not hes always been kinda my idol on this stuff
aside from bro obviously
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obviously.
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anyways he had an E-mu SP-1200 which is a really oldschool sampler invented by dave rossum in the late 80s
revolutionary to the hip hop scene
nosdam had this mega distinct sound to his music that i always wanted to replicate on my own beats
still do
i dont know for sure if he used it on T.I.M.E. but he uses some of the same samples from "vol. 9" which was exclusively SP-1200 so im gonna get a lil j’accuzi on that
it couldve been a boss dr sampler SP-202 though idk
he had one of those
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so aside from beating the shit out of the pause/resume button to flip my whole cranium at the cinematography or whatever i would also kinda play it on loop to listen to the soundtrack and space out at 2am
the lonely broner seemed to free his mind at night
ok shit broner is good but i didnt mean it like that
that was goofy lets just keep movin
it was the only way i had to listen to it back then but i mean the video is 50 mins long so its basically just an odd nosdam album with accompanying ambient skater sounds and random expletives and whatever
random car sequence
yknow what i dont think people respect enough?
the dude who catches all the "mad stunts yo" on camera
i swear to god at least half the time hes ALSO on a board and that shit is bananas to me
bros gotta be on some whole other level of zen to skate good AND catch all them glamor shots of his fellow skater
thats like an express ticket to the ER imo
the ambulance is already on the scene watching you like an eager crow watches a half dead dog
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ok gonna go ahead and lay it out flat
not great on a board myself
kinda dogshit at it actually
so maybe im not exactly an arbitrator of skateboard heinousness
but i always kinda liked watching THEM do it i mean who doesnt?
whats an even crazier layer to stack on the "dave" cake is
and dirk told me this because unfortunately it kinda happened post-2009
he would do all these collabs with one of my childhood favorite underground rappers david cohn aka serengeti
surrounded by daves left and right dude even before all the time travel horseshit
thats like
serendipitous as fuck i think!
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if sburb was just a revolving door of artists called dave that i could bump fists with
instead of other mes in various states of aliveness tending toward extremely dead
i wouldve probably given it something higher than 2 stars on my TGN review
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so yeah you ask me my favorite album its T.I.M.E. by odd nosdam i guess
bump that shit on a walk your mind will go places unknown to man
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