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ghosts-cyphera · 7 months

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Solace

╰﹒from his lips you found solace; from the way that he backed you against the kitchen wall, something familiar. / playing house with pornstar!ghost.

warnings/content: 18+, mdni; fem!reader, cunnilingus, fingering, unprotected vaginal intercourse, warm and fluffy domestic themes with a touch of bittersweetness, implied audience—but also filming porn so actual audience, lol. words: 2.9k.

the kitchen of the townhouse was warmly lit: dim lights above the cooking area created an inviting glow in the evening. the piles of dog-eared cookbooks, pots and spatulas, and a row of herbs reminded you that this time you were not on set.

you were home.

with your fingers intertwined with those of ghost, you slipped into the kitchen. on your faces played the warmest of grins, and you tried your best to bite back your laughs and your giggles.

simon's shushing was rushed as his hand cupped your cheek and led you into a deep kiss.

from his lips, you found solace; from the way that he backed you against the kitchen wall, something familiar.

to kiss with lips brightly smiling was not an easy job, the clanging of your teeth together only brightening your joys.

"there’s no way they won't hear us," you managed through your laughs and kisses, your twinkling eyes finding him. "they know. they have to know—“

"if you’d come up with a better reason for us to sneak off—," his laugh was low, voice deep as he tried to keep it only slightly above a whisper. "'we need to check the a/c'? it's fuckin' freezin' out there, my love."

you laughed with a shake of your head. "you know I've never been able to lie."

"so maybe you should've told the truth," he raised an amused brow.

"sorry friends, ghost wants to bend me over the kitchen counter while you dine in the next room ov—," his lips on yours cut your sentence short: a warm moan sliding from your lips as you felt your body submitting to him.

for who were you to deny it, when your own skin was burning with your need for him? when his voice, his touch, his scent: his love for you was what fueled you?

when ghost—you smiled only brighter as he forced himself to break the kiss—was all that you had ever wanted.

"I did not drag you with me to bend you over, my love," his chuckle was warm: the back of his hand caressing your cheek, and his eyes darkened with playful mischief. “no, darlin’. fuckbuddies get bent over. and—let’s see—girlfriends get bent over. maybe hookups from pubs, and—“

with a laugh, your hand moved to cover his mouth. “if you think I want to hear a list of everyone you’ve bent over in the past—“

"but you—," his fingers on your wrist were gentle, as he freed his grinning lips from your hold, “are not just a girlfriend or a casual fuck. no, you—,” he smiled against your lips, warm and bright, “are my wife, darlin’. and wives get fuckin’ worshipped.”

“even with our entire group of friends in the next room over?” not even the slightly nervous knit of your brows could hide the burn in your eyes as his thumb brushed against your bottom lip.

teasing: his eyes dark, as he spoke. “if our friends think for a moment that I don’t fuck you every night, and wake you up each morning with my mouth on you—,” he planted a kiss on your lips. “it’s about fuckin’ time they get it right.”

god.

"ghost—," your laugh was warm as you watched him kneel before you on the floor of the townhouse kitchen—of your kitchen—the sight alone enough to coax a soft breath from your lips.

it was the hunger in his eyes. the twinkle in them as his fingers rested on your ankles and he began to trace his way up, and up, and up your legs: his touches burning through your sheer stockings, held up by a garter belt.

each touch was getting you only more breathless: each of his kisses planted on your thighs full of adoration.

ghost knew it too: you could see it in his eyes as he looked at you, the man downright grinning between his kisses. "breathe, darlin'."

"stop teasing me and I will."

"stop teasing and do what, instead?"

as much as you wanted to curse him for making you plead and beg, you felt the heat rising to your cheeks with your smile. "need to feel your tongue on me, ghost. please—"

"this tongue?"

yes, that fucking tongue: the tongue of which tip ran up your slit, covered only by the ridiculously thin material of your panties. the kisses he pressed on your heat were warm and soft: there for no other reason do but to tease you, and fuck, did it work.

"ghost—"

"that the tongue you want to come on, sweetheart?"

"yes, please—"

he laughed against your heat: the warmth of his breath sending shivers down your spine as his gentle hands guided you to spread your legs for him.

and even as you felt the subtle squeeze of his hands on your thighs—impatient—he did not rush his movements. even though you knew him to fight back his need to taste you, ghost took his time sliding his hands to your hips and kissing your lower stomach.

chuckling as you gasped from the soft tickle.

"that's it, darlin'. I wanna hear every fuckin' sound passin' 'em pretty lips of yours, eh?"

"what if they—"

"even if that means that our friends will fuckin' hear us," he laughed against your skin, lips pressing kisses sloppier and sloppier onto your skin. "they don't wanna hear me fuckin' my wife, they can leave."

and action.

"sounds a bit dra—" his fingers hooking around your panties drew the fabric aside, and your words got cut off by your moan as his mouth found your clit. "fuck, ghost—"

whatever patience the man had managed to muster for the moments that he had spent teasing you now flew out the window, as his hands on your hips drew you to him. he breathed in your scent, his tongue sliding between your lips from your clit to your entrance and to your clit again.

flicking and sucking, goddamn devouring.

and you lost it.

head tilting back against the cool wall of the kitchen, your eyes blinked shut as you submitted to his licks and caresses: his kisses and his groans.

his praises, as the sweetest of moans and gasps: of cries and pleas passed your lips.

"that's it, darlin'. good fuckin’ girl—"

from his tongue, you found the death of a single thought that had ever existed in your mind. from his fingers moving to circle and tease your entrance, you found the gates of heaven.

"fuck, sweetheart—," he laughed against your heat, "you're fuckin' clenching around nothing. that fuckin' needy for me, yeah?"

"ghost, please—"

"that all you have to say?"

god—

"I need your fingers."

"good fuckin' girl."

two of his digits slid into you. first knuckle, second knuckle.

by the time the third knuckle was pressing against your opening, your own fingers had tangled around his hair and his mouth found contact with your clit once more.

you could hear just how drenched you were: your arousal surely dripping down his fingers and coating his hand, too, as he curled his digits inside you.

knowing exactly how to touch you.

how to kiss you.

how to get your thighs to begin to shake on each side of his head, as his tongue continued its steady pace on your clit. its movements were exactly what you needed from him: the pressure and pace driving you closer and closer to your orgasm with each flick, lick, or circle drawn around it.

you were so close, so fucking close that all you needed was—"fuck, ghost!"

a third finger slid into you, yet this time it was not only the thickness and length of his digits that made you cry out. not only the pace, or the way he curled them inside you that made you buck your hips closer to him.

this time, it was the feeling of something cool at the base of his finger.

his wedding band: the one that showed his love to you, and you alone. his adoration, so visible in his eyes as you glanced down at him. so proud of you, so encouraging.

come for me, his eyes told. come on, sweetheart. I got you. I fuckin’ got you.

and that reminder—that promise was all you needed.

with a desperate call for his name, you stumbled over the edge: your thoughts clouding and your body trembling as you came shaking on his fingers and tongue, the man glowing from the sight.

from the sounds.

from the feeling of you clenching around his fingers as he made your orgasm last and last until you were squirming away from his touch, breathless yet glowing.

"so fuckin' beautiful—"

to have him between your legs was one thing. to have ghost standing up just to draw you into the deepest kiss—to taste yourself on his lips and tongue—was a whole other kind of divine.

"did so fuckin' good, darlin'," his words were chuckled against your lips between his kisses, the back of his hand caressing your cheek. "made me so fuckin’ proud, yeah?"

in his eyes, you could see it all, and as you beamed from the sudden surge of happiness—from the adrenaline rush of your orgasm or the softness of his gaze, you did not know—ghost beamed with you.

happy.

“I fuckin’ adore you.”

genuine.

"what d’you think, my love? think our guests are keeping themselves entertained?"

with a warm laugh, you slipped from between him and the wall, your fingers in his drawing him with you as you hopped on the kitchen island—glowing with your eagerness as your fingers moved to fumble with his belt. "fuck the guests."

"no," ghost chuckled against your temple, grinning lips kissing your forehead as he freed his cock, the tip glossy with his precum. "no, darlin', but I will fuck my wife."

your laugh was bright and the roll of your eyes playful. "smooth."

just as smooth as the flick of his wrist was as he drew your panties to the side.

just as smooth as the push of his hips was as he eased into you.

"oh, god, ghost—"

"fuckin' 'ell, darlin'—," his voice was a low rumble, his forehead leaning against yours. hands grabbing your hips to slide you closer to him on the counter.

greedy.

so goddamn impatient, and not for a moment could you blame him. not when you were clenching around him, your lips parting in the deepest of breaths and moans just from the feeling of his weight in you.

"bloody hell, sweetheart—"

it's like you were made for each other. his length, his girth, the way he seemed to fill you up in a way no one else ever had. in a way no one else ever would, you were sure as he bottomed out with a deep curse and a breathless laugh.

one, that your own lips parted in as well. for you had learned to recognize the way that his cock was twitching inside you. you knew that his patience was being tested: the patience of ghost who you knew wanted nothing more than to—

his fingers placed on your throat were gentle, yet his lips finding yours for a kiss were everything but as he picked up his pace.

no one.

each thrust of his cock, hot and heavy and fucking pulsating inside you coaxed moans and breaths and whimpers only more desperate than the previous from your lips.

no one could ever fuck you like he fucked you.

"ghost, please—"

"you're so fuckin' beautiful like this—," he grinned against your cheek, lips pressing sloppy kisses onto your skin as he fucked into you. "my darlin' hiked up on a fuckin' kitchen counter. pretty little dress messy from your juices, fuckin' stained when I come in you. gonna pull 'em panties back on and make you go back to the guests, yeah? entertain 'em like the good little host you are, with my fuckin' cum dripping out of you—"

his movements inside you were ruthless: his cock hitting the exact right spot to make you cry out his name again and again, so fucking fast and deep—

"gonna take you like this every day for the rest of our lives, my love—," his lips were brushing against your ear, his fingers bruising your hips through the fabric of your dress. "wanna be mine forever, yeah?"

please.

fuck, if it wasn’t the only goddamn thing you had ever wanted—

"yours," you managed, your brows furrowing as you felt the familiar heat building up and up at the pit of your stomach: your desperation for him audible in your voice. "I want to be yours. fuck, ghost—I fucking love you. I love you—"

the words passing your lips were all that it took for the orgasm to rush through the body of—

ghost.

with a deep call for your name and a breathless curse, ghost's forehead fell against yours as his cock twitched inside you: ropes of hot cum filling you up and coating your walls.

too early.

too fucking early.

trying your best to collect yourself: to bite down your surprise, you moved to arch your back in trying to keep the scene from falling apart. yet it was the deep and low laugh that rumbled from ghost's chest that made you stumble. "that goddamn fuckin' line."

"and cut!"

"the I love you? you knew it was in the script!" despite the audible amusement in your laugh, it was nothing but soft and warm: your gaze gentle as it found that of ghost.

"it not the fuckin' same to read it on paper and to have you lookin’ at me like—," ghost laughed, shaking his head as he blinked his eyes shut. "guys I’m fuckin’ sorry, yeah? just give me five, and I’ll be ready to go again—"

from the clap of price's hands, you turned to the director who was now shaking his head with a deep laugh. "just keep your position, yeah? they'll check the details for continuity. we'll go through the footage and—you both good to keep going?"

you nodded your heads with soft chuckles.

"good work," price called out with a grin. "can't blame you for the slip. it's an easy fix with a camera pan around the flowers, so no damage done. take a break and we'll keep going, yeah?"

and just like that, your domestic little bubble had popped.

suddenly the cozy townhouse kitchen was filled with the sounds of your crewmembers talking and shuffling around. the boom mic above your heads was pulled back, and the camera crew—now calling out warm jokes and laughs to the two of you—moved out of the way as someone rushed to you to document your positions. the way the hem of your dress fanned around you, and the position of his hand on your cheek; the angle of your head, and the way his hair was pushed to the side.

yet not even after the perky woman had given a thumbs up for you to move, did ghost step away from you. it was something the two of you had agreed on beforehand: the consent given for him to stay inside you between scenes.

to help you, and to help him.

just work.

"you did so fuckin' good, love." ghost's gaze, warm, found yours.

the set around the two of you began to quiet down once more. somewhere behind your back, you could hear price and the writers going through the last minutes of footage scene by scene, yet suddenly it was just you and him again.

this time friends.

costars.

just costars.

"you too," you smiled at him. "I loved—," you laughed, soft. "this is a little stupid, maybe. but the way the ring felt inside me was—"

"oh yeah?" he grinned, a hint of something bright waking up in his eye. "is it a ring kink or just the idea of gettin' fucked by your husband that gets you goin'?"

god.

"probably a bit of both," you laughed. his fingers were caressing your cheek gently, and to feel him still inside you—

just work.

"wouldn't mind filmin' more shit like this with you," he then spoke with a smile. "domestic, y'know? it feels—real. I mean, bloody hell, that's why—" he laughed, the sound a low rumble, and the warmth of it only brightened your smile.

"I think we might be," you wet your lips. "they built this set for us. just you and I. it hasn't been used in any other production before, because they wanted it to feel more real. more special for the—"

"fans," ghost laughed. "right. fuckin' A. they include that library too you want so bad?"

you furrowed your brows. "why do you think I—"

“come on, love.” the twinkle in his eyes was playful as he quirked a brow. "with the amount of romance porn you read—"

"romance porn?" your laugh was breathless as your hands moved to push him gently. "it's not—"

"sweetheart, I've seen the fuckin' twinkle in your eyes. the way you squeeze your fuckin’ thighs when you browse away on your phone." his grinning lips planted a kiss on your forehead, the man now shaking with his repressed laugh. "you say it isn’t what I think it is and I believe you. but after all this time knowin’ you—"

his arms closed around your upper body to draw you into his embrace, his chest muffling your laugh.

he was warm, and he was familiar.

"you’re the worst,” you managed a gentle chuckle.

"thought you loved me."

he was safe.

"that was just a part of the script."

"no yeah, fuckin' of course," ghost chuckled into your hair. "as much as me lovin’ the idea of you bein' all mine was."

and there, in the kitchen of the townhouse that was built for the two of you and you alone, he was home.

a/n: I am SHAKING so bad from my excitement and love for this part that trying to edit and format it has been the hardest thing I've ever known. I love them. that's it. I love them so much my heart hurts. oh and also, price is now their go-to director! we don't know 'greg' anymore. greg is now price, lmao. / pornstar!ghost masterlist / as usual, my inbox is open for all your ideas and thoughts about him, eek! 💌

#simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley x reader #simon ghost riley x you #simon riley x you #pornstar!ghost

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sleepinghypnos · 5 months

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ITZY Yuna ft. aespa Karina x Male Reader (OC)

Tags: Smut

Genre: Facefucking, Blowjob, Breeding, Rough Sex, Female Idol x Male Reader (OC), Self-degradation, Filming, Cheating.... (Extreme, Size Comparing, Humiliation.)

PS: If this is not your type of tea, please don't read it.... Even I feel kinda bad.

"Oppa, Can you help me unhook my bra!" You are at the other side of the door when Yuna's voice caught your attention, she's calling you inside ITZY's waiting room.

Upon entering the room, you saw her barely naked... her skirt is still on but bra is the on the only clothing she had.

It's not even new to you since you've been engaging with sexual acts with her quite often.

ITZY has been peaceful, no stalking or anything like what they had in the past and what you're doing is just accompanying them with their schedule like ordinary bodyguard.

You helped her unhook her bra as per her request, you felt that she shiver as your fingers skillfully unclasp her bra then the fabric loosening around her chest.

"Thanks oppa! It was getting so tight lately..." She let a soft moan, feeling the sweet relief as the pressure on her breast eases, you can see her nipples hardening slightly from the sudden exposure to cool air.

She saw you staring and smirked, "Now, is there anything else you want to help me with?" Her playful side starts reveal itself.

"That's my line.... So, is there anything else you want my help with?"

"Mmm... I wouldn't mind a little more help, Oppa." She gave a sultry smile, her eyes glinting with desire... "Maybe you can help me with this pesky clothing too." pertaining to her safety short under her gray skirt. She's biting her lips, body swaying slightly waiting for your next move.

"Well... I can." You said and see her face brighten. She's anticipating your moves as you reach for her safety shorts. But instead of pulling it down, you ripped it and slide her panty to the side and grope her pussy.

"Oh shit! Oppa!" She gasp sharply, her body jerking in response to your bold move, feeling your fingers against her wet, aching core as a spurge of pleasure courses through her.

"Your touch is.... so intense, I can't help but to want more..." Whimpering softly, and her hips instinctively rocking against your hand as she crave for further stimulation.

"Kneel for me."

"Yes, Oppa..." She complied at your command, sinking to her knees before you with an eager look in her eyes, a surge of submission washing over her as she await your next directive, feeling the anticipation and excitement that she will experience once again even though you made love with her multiple times, she can't get enough of it and gets addicted to the feeling of ecstasy and pleasure that only you can provide.

You whipped out your massive throbbing cock and slap lightly to her face. Her cheeks flush with excitement as the impact of your impressive length sends a jolt of arousal through her, breath hitching at the sheer size that gets her addicted.

"Mmm... I love it when you act like this Oppa, it's intoxicating." She looks up at you with submissive adoration, lips parting in waiting for what's to come, her body is quivering with need.

Her eyes is fixed on your massive size, a feeling of apprehension coursing through her. "It's still surprising to see how big you are." Her body is shivering and aching to experience the fullness of your girth once again.

She didn't waste any more time and obediently leaned forward, parting her lips to take your throbbing cock. She eagerly begin to lavish it with oral attention, eyes fluttering shut in pleasure.

"I want to please you." She moan softly, her lips and tongue working diligently at shaft, making her own desire grow each passing moment. "You're stretching my mouth... that my boyfriend can never do." Her eyes are heavy with lust, looking up at you and each bob of her head her saliva glistening your shaft.

She's trying to take in every in of you every time she pushes her head forward, and licking the underside as she pull your cock out of her mouth.

"I love the way it chokes me every time I try to deepthroat it, stretching my jaw making me more submissive to you." She said with desire and adoration.

She leaned forward to take your cock once more, her eyes were rolling back letting you use her mouth like a fleshlight. Soft moans and whimpers escaped from her lips as she gripped your thighs tightly, pulling you deeper into her mouth indicating for you to go harder.

You obliged and thrust into her mouth with fervor making her choke and gag yet you didn't care since it was her desire to get facefucked.

"GLLRRKKK! MMPPHKK! GWOOCK!" She pulled back making a pop sound as soon as your throbbing member escaped her mouth.

"Oppa! I really like deepthroating your cock." Yuna said in a husky and breathless tone, she looked up at you her eyes were pleading while keeping her hand stroking your hard cock. She craves your touch and wanted to satisfy your every desire, no matter how naughty or taboo it is.

As she spoke, her hand moved faster along your shaft. She couldn't help but moan softly at the feeling of your throbbing cock in her hand. Desire and excitement had been building up inside of her finally couldn't be contained anymore and stood up.

"Oppa! I want you to put it inside me." She said breathlessly. "I want to feel all your massive ten inches cock inside my body." She knows your specific size because of how often you fuck her and got curious and she actually measured it.

Her eyes gazed into yours with such intensity that you could feel yourself getting even harder just looking at her. She licked her lips as she leaned in closer, whispering softly in your ear. "Please, Oppa... I want you so much right now..."

"Beg me to fuck you." You said with such flirtatious tone.

Her eyes widened at what you said and remembered what she should be calling you, cheeks flushing bright red as she spoke. "Daddy... please, I want you to fuck me. Please put your big cock inside me," she said in a soft, pleading voice.

"I'll do anything you want, Daddy. Just please make a mess out of me." She walks to the sofa in the waiting room and leaned her back on it spreading her legs, revealing her cleanly shaven pussy, Her juices were already starting to flow out of her and drip onto the sofa. As she begged you for your cock, she rubbed her pussy unconsciously in anticipation. "Please Daddy... I need you huge girthy cock inside me. No one else's will do. Please." She begged again, her voice becoming more desperate.

"Your boyfriend will get sad if he knows what you're doing right now, cucking him."

Her eyes filling with excitement and mischief. "Meh... Daddy, I even want you to make me cum with your massive cock while my boyfriend watches, helpless to stop me cheating on him." She smiled wickedly, giggling as she spoke. It was clear that the thought of cuckolding her boyfriend thrilled her to no end.

She imagined the look of jealousy on her boyfriend's face as he watched her being taken by such a massive cock, so much bigger than his own tiny dick. "Please Daddy, make me a naughty girl by banging me with your huge girthy cock! Humiliate my pathetic boyfriend by proving how much better your cock is than his! I want to hear him whine like a dog as he watches you fuck me senseless." Her words were like a fuel on the fire, making her arousal burn even hotter. Her pussy was soaking wet, juices running down her pussy onto the sofa as she begged you to take her as your dirty little whore.

She would do anything to be used by your massive cock, even if it meant on keep begging you fuck her. "Daddy, turn me into your naughty slut! Make me scream again with pleasure from your huge girthy cock!"

You smirked at her begging and you thought of something interesting... "Then take a video snippet while you gobbling my cock and send it to your boyfriend." Surprisingly, she enthusiastically complied.

Yuna's eyes lit up with delight at your suggestion. She quickly reached for her phone and got on her knees and eagerly wrapped her lips around your girthy huge cock, taking it deep in her mouth or trying to get in deeper. As she sucked you off, she made sure to look up at the camera so that she could capture a video snippet of herself servicing your huge erection.

"Mmm. yes, Daddy... I love pleasing you," she said with a lewd moan between each bob of her head. She could feel your cock throbbing against her tongue, getting even harder with each passing second. The sight of herself sucking off such a massive cock only served to arouse her further. As she continued to suck you off, she kept glancing up at the camera to make sure it was capturing her every move. When she had enough footage, she slowly pulled back with an obscene slurping sound and rose to her feet once more, sending the video to her boyfriend.

"There, Daddy... I've sent a video of myself sucking your huge cock to my boyfriend. He's going to be so jealous when he sees how endowed you are compared to him! He'll hate knowing that his girlfriend prefers your cock over his tiny little dick," she said wit ha wicked grin. Her arousal only continued as she imagined his reaction upon seeing the video. She could almost hear his whimpers of despair at being humiliated by her betrayal.

"Send him another one."

Since she got enough footage, she sent another to her boyfriend, this time with a caption boasting about how much better your cock was compared to his. She smiled wickedly as she did so. "Look how hard Daddy's girthy cock is. #TenInches..." the caption read. She giggled with glee at having to humiliate her boyfriend in such a way, reveling in the thought of his despair and jealousy.

She couldn't wait any longer for your massive length to fill her up, to plunge her deep into ecstasy and make her scream. But she knew she had to wait for your command, to beg you like the naughty little whore she was for the chance to be used by your huge cock.

"Daddy please, can you fuck me now? I need your cock stretching my tight pussy and make me cum over and over again!" She pleaded desperately, her body tremble with need and desire.

You finally obliged to her pleading, "Bend over on the sofa."

She quickly obeyed. bending over the sofa, thrusting her ass into the air and making herself as accessible as possible. Her pussy was soaked and dripping, eager to be filled by your massive cock. "Please! Fuck me now, Daddy!" She moaned loudly eager for you to take her, she arch back in invitation, giving you full access to her dripping cunt.

"FUUUUCK!" Yuna's screamed out in pleasure as you thrust into her tight pussy, pounding her relentlessly. She clung to the sofa for support, moaning loudly as you plunged into her over and over, making her scream each thrust and tremble as she squirt.

"Daddy... your cock is so big! It's still stretching my pussy so obscenely... making me cum so hard." She cried out, trembling in pleasure beneath you. Her juices dripped down the sofa, the sound of flesh slapping against flesh filling the room as you continued to pound into her.

You spanked her ass, she whimpered and gasped at the added stimulation. The mix of pain and pleasure threatened to send her over the edge into blissful ecstasy.

She clenched around your cock, her pussy clinging to you as if it never wanted to let you go. You could feel yourself slipping in deeper with each thrust, her tight walls gripping you delightfully. It only spurred you on further, pounding into her with renewed force as she screamed beneath you as she reached her peak once again, squirting and quivering.

"Please Daddy.... keep fucking me! I don't want this feeling to end... your huge girthy cock making me cum so hard... I'll never go back to my boyfriend's tiny dick again!" she moaned loudly.

You are still far from reaching your peak and Yuna already cum multiple times, it fills you with delight knowing she'll receive anything you give or do to her.

Then you asked her if her boyfriend respond to her message from earlier. "Read it."

She nodded, reading out her boyfriend's response while you continued to pound into her from behind. "How can you do this to me, Yuna? You are wasting our relationship for something like a fleeting amusement?! I know I'm not the perfect boyfriend and I get jealous too much but why did you do this?" She read out loud, her voice dripping of arrogance and almost mocking.

As she read out her boyfriend's words, she couldn't help but laugh wickedly. The thought of his jealousy and despair at being replaced by such a well-endowed man filled her with delight. "Hahaha! Listen to his words being whiny and pathetic. I would love to hear his voice whimper in misery. Please humiliate him further, make him watch as you fuck me senseless on camera."

"Then do a video call and let him watch." You obliged her wish and she was delighted to hear your words. Yuna eagerly set up a video call with her boyfriend and turned on the camera so he could fully see her while it's only your lower part is in the view.

The boyfriend answered it without what he'll witness but it's too late for him, As he watched you pounding into Yuna from behind, his eyes widened in shock.

"L-look at how well-endowed D-daddy is compared to y-you, my love! Do you see how hard he's fucking me and how much pleasure he's giving me, while you can barely make me cum?" Yuna said mockingly, taunting him further. She laughed wickedly as he whimpered on the other end of the call.

His despair only spurred her on further, arousal coursing through her body as she betrayed him thoroughly. She clenches not wanting to let you go. "Please keep going, Daddy... I want to humiliate my pathetic boyfriend even more. See how much he hurts because I left him for a real man like you! You're so well-endowed while he's so tiny and useless... It's no wonder I can only cum when you fuck me!" She said breathlessly. You could feel her trembling in pleasure, every inch of her craving more of what you were giving her. "My love, you'll never measure to Daddy... I'll always choose his huge girthy cock over your tiny little dick. Do you hear me? You are nothing but a loser who can't even make me cum!" Yuna mocked him even more and laughing cruelly as he whimper and sob.

Yuna screamed out in pleasure as you pulled her hair, thrusting into her harder and deeper. She moaned loudly, her eyes rolling back in her head in a unhinged ahegao expression. You made sure that her boyfriend can see her face as you pull her hair. This was something she had never done with her boyfriend, only you and only can make her feel that way.

"FUUUUCK!! P-please, Daddy... keep fucking me like that! I want to cum all over your massive cock... make me your dirty little whore forever!" Her cunt keeps pulsating due to your impressive length, she could feel herself slipping further and further under your dominance, concerned only to with the ecstasy your cock provided and dispensing with all else. Her boyfriend's despair meant nothing in the face of such intense pleasure; she was nothing but your naughty little fucktoy now. "My love, you'll never satisfy me again... well as if you ever did. I need Daddy's huge cock to make me cum and make a mess out of me... Do you hear me?"

As you thrust into her faster and deeper, Yuna could feel herself reaching the peak once again, she cried out of ecstasy. "Daddy! Your h-huge cock making me c-cum again! It's so deep inside me... I can't stand it anymore." she screamed out of pleasure as she orgasm, her body keep quivering and trembling and the juices dripped down the sofa.

When she finally came down from her high, she looked at you over her shoulder with a satisfied yet wicked smile on her face... "I can't take it anymore Daddy. Just fuck me until you cum... Use me like a fuckdoll that I am."

You pull her hair once again with your right hand and choke her neck with the other and few powerful thrust and plowing and you reached your own climax. She moaned lustfully when you thrust deep into her, your hot cum filling her up and painting her womb white. She clenched around your cock, eager to milk every last drop of your buckets of thick cum from you as it spilled into her.

"Y-YES! S-SHIT!! CUM INSIDE ME! BREED ME! MAKE ME YOURS FOREVER," she said while catching her breath, her body shivers with the intensity of your climax. As you continued to pump your hot cum into her, leaving her belly bloated and her womb aching for more.

When you finally pulled out of her, she gasped for air, the loss of your cock leaving a void within her that screamed to be filled once more. She looked at you with lustful eyes, her pussy still clenching around nothing and aching to be pounded, your seeds spills out of her pussy so she immediately pushed it in to her pussy.

She reached for her phone that was positioned on the side table so that it was facing outward. The boyfriend is crying, helpless and desperate as he saw his girl get pounded by another man's cock. She gave the camera a smug look and a wicked smile. "My love, look at how full of Daddy's cum I am... do you see how much he's been pounding into me? Even your cum is nothing compared to his." she said in a cruel whisper, mocking him mercilessly, she continued to flex her belly bulge, your cum sloshing around inside her.

"Don't worry my love, we'll stay as a couple, I know you've been bragging it to your friends that you are dating me, maybe you should also brag about being a cuckold too. I suggest you do that. Bye bye!" She said while laughing and end the video call.

"You are too cruel to him, what if he upload the videos you sent to him earlier online?" You are smirking at such thoughts.

"Daddy, he's too naïve and coward to do that... He'll even suck your cock if I tell him to." She said sitting on the sofa still catching her breath.

And as soon as she finished her sentence, someone walked in the room... It was aespa's Karina.

"Yeji said you were here and she was right and it seems like you are having some fun..." Karina said while observing the room. "In fact, too much fun... The smell of cum is so strong!" Karina giggles and goes to close and lock the door.

"Don't worry oppa, I already know everything. The sunbaes in Red Velvet and ITZY told me the things I should know." She said and struts towards you, she looks stunning in her white stage outfit.

Karina's eyes widen at the sight of your cock, a lustful look taking over her face. "Oppa, your cock is bigger than they described to me... or I just didn't expect you to be this HUGE." She says in awe, before moving closer to you, kneeling immediately and wrapped her lips around the head of your cock. You didn't expect Karina to be this straightforward... well she's a woman who knows what she wants.

She sucks on your massive cock passionately, completely ignoring Yuna who is now resting beside you, a proud and arrogant expression is visible on her face knowing another female idol has been charmed by your impressive rod. Karina is making soft moans with each stroke of her tongue along the length of your shaft. Her hands moves down to your balls, gently massaging them as she sucks on the head of your cock. Even the mixed juices of you and Yuna has been ignored by Karina as she relish herself on sucking you off.

"I can taste both of your mixed juices on your cock, Oppa. It's obvious that you finished inside that little slut." she murmurs loudly between sucks.

"Is this your first time seeing a huge cock up close?" You said while caressing her hair.

Karina nods her head enthusiastically, her eyes fixed on your cock as she tries to deepthroat it. "Yes, Oppa. this my first time seeing such a massive cock." She slows her suction to speak, a string of saliva connecting her lips to the tip of your cock. "Oppa's cock is so different and bigger from the korean cocks I've seen, it tastes better too." She resumes sucking on your cock passionately, her eyes closed in pleasure.

"I also know that you like taking someone else's woman, unfortunately I don't have a boyfriend yet but I have someone who is courting me for a long time." She giggles at her own words and sucks you off again.

You feel yourself reaching your climax and you asked Yuna to film Karina while you dump your thick cum in her mouth. As you start cumming, Yuna quickly grab her phone to film it.

"Oh fuck yes, fill her mouth up Oppa!" Yuna said while Karina moans loudly as her mouth overflows with your thick hot load.

"Mmm! S-so m-much!" She gurgles happily, cheeks bulging, Yuna made sure to get a close up of her cum filled mouth. "Damn look at that huge mouthful! What a good little cumslut!"

Karina smiles and opens her mouth wide, showing off her mouth completely filled with your thick virile seeds. She swishes it around her mouth teasingly, playing with it on her tongue as she tilt her head back and swallowing it all in one big gulp.

"It's kinda sweet, Thank you for the tasty snack, Oppa!" She said and leaned to your cock and cleaned your shaft by sucking it again.

Yuna ended the recording and showed it to Karina in which the latter finds hot and asked for a copy of it.

"Since you're here, I won't let you leave without getting fucked." You said and her eyes lit with excitement.

She gasp excitedly as you lay her down on the couch. "Oh fuck yes, destroy me oppa! I'm all yours! This is why I'm here for...." She spread her legs wide for you, revealing her dripping pussy aching to be filled. "Please Oppa, I need this tight hole fucked hard! Ruin me!" Karina moan loudly as you thrust inside her, stretching her open with your massive cock. "Oh my god yes! So f-fucking deep! Fuck me senseless Oppa!"

"Damn she's taking that huge cock so well…look at her cute little cunt get destroyed…" Yuna murmurs on the side, watching her fellow idol get ruined just like she was earlier.

Karina scream in pleasure as you pound her without mercy. "Yes yes yes! Harder oppa! I'm your cockslave! Use my fucking pussy!" Her eyes rolled back as you utterly ravage her tight body, quivering from the intense fucking. "Oh fuck! I'm your property! Your fucktoy! Yours forever!"

You positioned Karina in full nelson and locking your hands behind her head. "Yuna, use Karina's phone and go stream on aespa's Intagram account. Just show our lower bodies, make them wonder if it's real or not. SM Entertainment can just say that the account got hacked." You boldly suggest and she happily obliged.

Yuna grin excitedly and take Karina's phone, quickly opening up the Aespa Instagram account. "Ooh yes oppa, let's give their fans a naughty show!" She angle the camera just at your thrusting hips and Karina's pussy getting railed, starting a livestream.

The comments immediately start flooding in, fans shocked and aroused by what they're seeing.

"Oh my god is that real??"

"Who is he fucking?? Is that Karina??"

"Holy shit this is so hot!"

Karina is too fucked-silly to even realize she's being broadcast live, moaning desperately. "Yes! yes! fuck your toy! Ruin your slave!"

Yuna glance at the comments flooding in and start reciting them, just enough for you to hear without exposing anything, letting the viewers wonder whether it's real or not.

"Oh my god I'm so wet right now!"

"This is the hottest thing I've ever seen!"

"Fuck that pussy looks destroyed! He's huge!"

"I wish that was me getting railed!"

"Look at her cute little cunt swallow that monster cock!"

The comments keep pouring in as you wreck Karina on the livestream. She started squirting as you pound her fiercely not stopping your continuous assault in her dripping cunt.

"Holy shit she's cumming so hard!"

"I want him to fuck me senseless like that too!"

"Damn I'm stroking my cock so hard watching this!"

As Karina moans loudly of getting fucked in one of the most obscenely sexual position, some of the viewer fans starts recognizing her clothes, it's the same stage outfit of her in K-Link Festival.

"Damn, Is this Karina?"

"You're right, her clothes looks identical to Karina's stage outfit few hours ago."

"Maybe it's really Karina, I knew she's a slutty idol."

You began to push into her tight pussy harder and deeper she gasped and trembled, the intensity your massive cock stretching her wide sending waves of pleasure through he body. Her pussy starts to clenched around you as penetrated deeper and deeper into her, desperate to be filled completely by your huge size.

"S-so big... you're going to split me in half!" She whimpered breathlessly, her body quivering under the onslaught of sensation as you plowed into her needy cunt. The viewers can't see her face but you know Karina's displaying a full pledge ahegao, eyes rolled back and tongue lolling out. "H-harder, Oppa! Please make a mess out of me! FUUUUCK!!!" She squealed and moans as another burst of squirt gushed out of her.

You feel your own climax approaching and you hugged her tightly and unleashed many deep long thrust, Karina screams in ecstasy as your hot cum floods her pussy, filling up her womb. "Yes yes yes! Cum in your slave oppa! Knock up your toy!" Yuna made sure to get close ups of Karina's belly bulging, cum-filled belly and the creampie oozing from her gaping pussy.

The comments go wild seeing you fill her up

"Holy shit look at that creampie!"

"He pumped her womb full of cum!"

"I wish that was me leaking his load!"

"Fuck look at that tiny pussy get wrecked!"

"He's absolutely railing her, she looks mindless!"

"I wish he was pounding my cunt like that!"

"Damn I want him to cum in me next!"

Karina twitches weakly as your cum pours from her destroyed pussy. "Oh fuck...I'm your mindless fuckdoll now Oppa... you've claimed me completely..." Yuna end the stream, leaving the viewers stunned and begging for more. Karina just realized that it was broadcasted but didn't care because she knows SM Entertainment will do something about it.

Just like you who is not worried about repercussions of your actions since entertainment agency will cover up these kinds of scandal since Aespa is one of the most famous kpop girl group in the current time.

"Let's wait here, I'm sure many articles will be made wondering if it's real or not. Let's read it together." After 1 hour, many articles shows up on the internet.

Yuna grin excitedly as we browse through the articles popping up about the mysterious livestream.

"Breaking: Hackers stream graphic video on Aespa's Instagram."

"SM Entertainment says that Aespa Instagram hacked after explicit video posted."

"Fans speculate if racy video is real or fake."

"Is that really Karina getting railed or just someone who looks like her?"

"SM Entertainment denies the participation of one of it's idols in a racy video that is circulating online. Claims that it was a Deepfake video trying to tarnish the idols image due to their groups popularity."

Yuna and Karina are now using their phones, the latter rested quite a bit after 1 hour. There is a group chat hidden in the eyes of the public and only female kpop idols can join in it.

In private chats, female idols from other groups gossip about the scandalous Karina video....

Jennie: Did you guys see that video?? Karina getting railed by some mystery guy? We all know it's Karina.

Lisa: Yes! That cock looked so huge!

Rosé: Omg you're totally right! That massive dick deserve to be pleasured. No wonder Karina was screaming so much.

Jisoo: I'm so jealous! I want him to fuck me next! My pussy has been aching ever since I saw that.

Yoona: Me too! The way he dominated Karina was so hot. I want him to break me like that!

Taeyeon: Girls, I have an idea…let's set up a schedule so we can all get a turn! No reason for Karina to hog that stud!

Yuna: If the sunbae's wants to know who the mystery stud is, he is our current bodyguard hired by JYPE to ensure our safety.

Jennie: Really? if he is ITZY's bodyguard... Did the ITZY members already got the taste of him?

Karina: ITZY and Red Velvet already got fucked by him, also Twice in the past because he is also their bodyguard.

The chat explodes with horny chaotic conversation regarding you.

Another piece done.... Thank you for reading!

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𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐅𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬

• Pairing: Charles Leclerc x Fem!Reader.

• Summary: just a compilation of Charles’ ig posts showing how much he’s obsessed and in love with you and his baby.

• Warnings: none just pure fluff.

• A/N: I know I know… I’m a sucker for dad fics I just can’t help it 😭😭 this is my first time posting a smau so please be kind with me I know it’s bad 😭 let me know what I can do to do it better and what you think ❤️ love you all xx

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charles_leclerc You have never been more beautiful than you are now mon amour. Watching you grow our baby is one of the most beautiful things I have ever witnessed 🖤

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user1 Charles whipped Leclerc is back in town!

charlos123 screaming, crying throwing up 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

landonorris find yourself someone who loves you like Charles loves his wife (I'm 5'10 girls)

oscarpiastri Shut up no you’re not

user88 💀💀💀

yourusername Je t'aime plus que la lune et les étoiles mon amour ❤️ We’re both so lucky to have you (I love you more than the moon and the stars)

charles_leclerc Je t'aime beaucoup plus bébé❤️ (I love you so much more baby)

versclerc the way he just answers her comments 😭

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charles_leclerc For you mon amour.

For you, who looks in the mirror and doesn’t like what you see but is truly the most breathtaking woman I’ve ever laid my eyes on.

For you, who every single day gives me one more reason to love you even more, something I didn’t even believe was possible. Feeling something so strong for someone that the word ‘love’ isn’t enough to describe it.

For you, who taught me the meaning of true love and what’s really important in life.

For you, who are so beautiful that it still surprise me even after so many years being together how you manage to give me butterflies in my stomach.

For you for whom just one look is enough to make my heart race and my hands sweat.

For you who are the most beautiful thing life has ever given me.

For you, who can brighten my darkest day, who can make me the happiest that I’ve ever been.

For you, who gave me the most beautiful gift I could have ever asked for.

We can’t wait to hold you mon petit, please hurry up 🙏🏻❤️

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user24 GOOD FUCKING BYE

user98 Dragging my teeth on the concrete

mstleclerc CHARLESJSJSIDJSOSKSNSJ OMFGGGGGG 😭😭😭

carlossainz55 you’re making me want one of those little shits

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landonorris I almost shed a tear not gonna lie

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arthur_leclerc I’m so happy for you brother I can’t wait to spoil my nephew ❤️

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charles_leclerc By the way my wife just bursted out crying seeing this post and I was about to make a video but she literally threatened to kill me if I did ❤️ God I love her 😍

f1fun_12 This is such a Y/n thing to do 😭

sainzzzzzzzzzzzz As she should!

yourusername I can’t put into words how much I’m grateful for you and for everything you do for our little family. Our son is so lucky to have you as a father and I couldn’t have chosen a better husband. I’d be so lost without you baby, I love you more than my life ❤️ ps: stop making me cry for fucks sake I don’t have any more tears in my body thanks

charles_leclerc Can you please unlock the bedroom darling?

yourusername Nope, that’s what you get for trying to filming me

yourusername UNLESS……. You bring me a ketchup sandwich

charles_leclerc it’s already on the way my queen 👸🏻 your wish is my command

user7612 A KETCHUP SANDWICH??? What???

yourusername @user7612 it’s not my fault okay?

monof1 the fact Charles is so used to her cravings that he’s not even questioning them anymore 😭

charles_leclerc @monof1 fun fact: never NEVER argue with a pregnant woman especially if that pregnant woman is Y/n

monof1 @/charles_leclerc OMG CHARLES HI I LOVE YOU

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yourusername

What did I do to deserve you?

landonorris answered your story:

You’re so whipped mate

charles_leclerc can you blame me? Have you seen my wife and THAT baby bump?

carlossainz55 answered your story:

Yeah ok we get you’re in love and bla bla bla

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charles_leclerc There are only a few days left until our baby arrives and I’m scared and impatient at the same time. My wife is sleeping next to me now breathtakingly beautiful and I’ve taken some time to reflect on how these 9 months have flown by and I can’t believe it, it seems like it was just yesterday that we found out we were expecting a baby. I can no longer remember what my life was like before knowing your existence, little one.

I can't help but imagine and think about you in everything I do and every step I make, thinking about how beautiful it’ll be to see you take your first steps, to see you run around the house, dirty everything, to see you measure my helmets, to see you trying my race suits, to see you go to school, to see you grow in the beautiful and amazing person you’re going to be.

We’ll probably argue sometimes, although I’ll make sure that never happens, but whatever happens, just know that I loved you more than my life from the first moment since I saw that positive pregnancy test and I hope you’ll never forget it even if we have any argument.

Mommy and I are so eager to finally hold you in our arms, hear you cry and take your first breath in this new life. It hasn’t always been easy, I’ll be honest, and it won’t be easy but I wouldn’t change anything. I love you mon petit ange. 🖤

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user90 CHARLES 😭😭😭😭😭

maxlecsainz I swear it’s not that I don’t want a baby it’s just men are not like Charles Leclerc

y/nmommy1 who wants to take a quick bath with a toaster?

user65 I’m on my way sis

y/ncharles82772 wait for me I’m taking a nap on a highway right now

norrizzzzz528 I know it’s the bare minimum but seeing the way Charles loves his family makes my heart so happy 😭😭😭

lewishamilton I’ve never thought there would be a day where I’d be jealous of Charles Leclerc but here we are… Jokes aside I’m so happy for you mate 🖤

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user209 you’re so real Lew

landonorris when will the child see his fav uncle?

arthur_leclerc EXCUSE ME?

lorenzotl you’re so delusional

carlossainz55 Yeah. Clearly I AM already his favourite one

pierregasly you’re all so wrong @/yourusername said he’ll like me the most 💁🏻‍♂️

charles_leclerc @/pierregasly she literally never said that?

pierregasly @/charles_leclerc oh shut up you know it’s true

user42 what is going on in this comment section??? 💀

daddylec16 the way they can’t never leave Charles in peace even in his comment section 😭

maxverstappen1 Once I saw Charles crying his eyes out because Y/n sent him an audio with the baby’s heartbeat since he couldn’t make it for the ultrasound

user66 OH MY GOD!!!!!!! 😭😭

maxalonso1995 STOPPPPP GIVE US MORE MAX

charles_leclerc THAT’S NOT TRUE I was just having an allergic reaction to dust

maxverstappen1 @charles_leclerc oh c’mon Charlie

user66 CHARLIEHSJSJDJJS FUCK OFF

charles_leclerc @/maxverstappen1 it only happened ONCE

leclercfan12 every day Charles comes on this app and has to fight for his life poor baby

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charles_leclerc Our little boy Jules Hervé Leclerc is finally here.

I can’t even put into words how over the moon we are right now, I feel like my life just started all over again. Watching my wife give birth to my son is an experience I’ll never forget, you’re a force of nature baby I can’t thank you enough for everything you do for me.

And to my little Jules I love you more than the air I breathe I can’t way to start this new life with you ❤️

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yourusername Don’t let him fool you guys he went to sleep after I GAVE BIRTH

charles_leclerc OMFG THAT’S NOT TRUE DON’T LISTEN TO HER

yourusername hehe 😆 just kidding guys he’s the best. I love you so much Cha, Jules and I are so lucky to have you ❤️

user765 STOP THE WAY CHARLES IS CRYING IN THE FIRST PIC

user22 WHEN WILL IT BE MY TURN

mclarengirllll112 JULES HERVÉ LECLERC DO YOU HEAR ME FUCKING CRYING

norrizzzzz528 WHAT IF I JUST KILLED MYSELF

user976 OUR PRINCE IS HERE EVERYBODY MOVE

daddylec16 I know I’ll find someone who loves me like Charles loves his family. I just know it

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Drive To Survive

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February 14, 2025

The screen is dark as the newest episode of Drive To Survive plays.

The title read “The Rookie.” It was finally time for the episode that everyone had been waiting for since the 2024 season ended.

The opening scene starts with multiple flashes of cameras. If people watched the 2023 season, they would know exactly what circuit it was. The Elvis impersonators would give it away as well.

Standing in a circle was the current world champion, two Ferrari drivers, and the Papaya duo. They smiled forced smirks for the cameras. Yet, they dropped them once they realized the cameras were not pointing to them. The Netflix camera filmed them all turning to face the front. Most of the drivers had confused looks.

“I didn’t know Checo was a Cars fan,” the microphone picked up the words from the red clad Spaniard.

Max smirked, the camera zooming in on the Dutchman.

“He’s not.”

The camera angle changes to the back of a young woman, blond hair bouncing with every step. A red scarf flowed behind her, white body suit sparkling under the flashes of all the cameras.

The screen flashed the title before a producer chair was put in a spotlight. The camera angle switched to a back view as a driver walked around and sat in the chair. Their face is completely nonvisible from the camera angle, but people know who it is.

The lights dim before brightening, and the camera angle is back on the chair with the driver. Blond hair reflects the lighting, as well as a nice smile. The episode clapper is in her hands.

“Please state your name and team for the camera.”

The woman in the chair took a breath.

“My name is Y/n L/n and I drive for the Italian team, Scuderia Ferrari.”

She clapped the black and white box. A loud beep sounded in the studio as the camera crew started to laugh. The girl in the chair started giggling as well, before acting serious again.

“Yeah, that was a lie. I drive for the best, the Honda RBPT Oracle Red Bull Racing Formula 1 team. Red doesn’t look the best on me. I prefer navy.”

She smiles, trying not to laugh once more.

The camera quickly cuts to black and then fades into a clip, that looks similar to a home video. A young girl is smiling for the camera, tiniest helmet in her hand.

“How old were you when you started karting?” a voice sounded over the video.

The blond cocked her head in thought. She smiled at the nostalgia that was running through her mind.

“I was five.”

The same little girl was now in a kart, doing donuts on a driveway.

“My parents had gotten me a kart as a present. They had been talking about starting me as soon as possible. I mean, I had toy cars before for practice. My first one was a bright pink Barbie car and I got that when I was 3.”

The clip changes to a different scene. This time, it was of a karting circuit. Multiple kids were aiming for the first place spot, but a singular pink kart was going around the outside, taking it from them.

“I remember my first time winning. It was 2008, a few months after I got my kart. All the boys there looked at me weird when I showed up with my hot pink helmet.”

“Where you scared?” the interviewer leaned in, awaiting the answer.

“Of the boys? Not one bit. They should have been more scared of me.”

It was now a black screen, but multiple voices shouted over it.

“Y/n L/n wins her first feature karting race.

“That is another win for the female karter!

“Y/n L/n wins the European Division for karting in 2010!

“L/n takes the 2012 Italian Karting Division Championship!”

“Karting will always be a part of me.”

“Who kept you going?”

The girl gave a sad smile to the camera as she looked down at her hands. She knew she had given them permission to talk about the subject. She just didn’t know that they’d go right off the bat.

“My godfather, Lorenzo.”

The screen changed to a clip of the small girl running to a taller man. The man was knelt down in the grass, arms open wide to catch the running girl. A gentle smile was on his face as he looked at the trophy in the child’s arms: almost too big for her to carry on her own.

“I believe that without him, I wouldn’t be in this chair. I owe it all to him.”

The scene changes once again, to multiple clips of an F4 and F3 car crossing the finish line.

“Y/n L/n wins her first F4 race of the season!

“Is she going to take home the championship today? Yes she does! Y/n L/n is the 2018 Formula 4 Champion!

“It is a new year and we are seeing a lot of new rookies in Formula 3. Hold on, is that Y/n L/n? Ah it is! So glad to see the girl here today especially after last year!

One of the regulars on the show, Will Buxton, was now in the seat.

“What are your thoughts on L/n’s rise in Formula 3?”

Will leaned in, getting focused.

“You have to have such a good foundation in your family and close friends, to be supported, to be good like that. Because without good support, a driver cannot be a good driver.”

“L/n is across the line to take home her first F3 race win. We were seeing her looking a bit down earlier, so I hope this brings her spirits up because she is making history today.”

“So, I was disowned right before that race that I won in F3.” The blond shrugged. “I really never had any good support other than like three people. At the time, two of them were just staff too.”

She giggled at the revelation, knowing what Buxton had said beforehand.

“Another win for L/n, making her the 2019 Formula 3 champion. Ladies and gentlemen, you do not want to miss watching this racer ever again.”

Somber music now plays in the background.

“How nervous were you when you made the jump from the Formula 3 division to Formula 2.”

The girl gave a nervous scoff. “I was terrified.”

Clips of pictures filled the screen.

“I had just lost the only person in the world who I know still cared for me.”

“Heir to the Alessandrino Fortune Has Died”

“Former Italian Karting Champion Lorenzo Alessandrino Has Passed Away”

“Lorenzo Alessandrino, 2001 Formula 2 Champion, Is Dead”

“Y/n L/n Makes Motor Sport History as the First Woman To Start in Formula 2”

“L/n Takes the Formula 2 Feature Race”

“Y/n L/n, History Maker: First Female To Win a Formula 2 Race”

The headlines fade into a video of the podium. A 25-year-old Max Verstappen is visible, holding the 1st place trophy. He is seen watching the 17-year-old Y/n L/n shed some tears during her national anthem, while pointing to the sky when it finished. He gingerly stepped out and handed it to her when cued. She graciously took it from his hands and offered him a wide smile. Max stepped back, watching the young girl openly cry in front of thousands. On the inside, he wished he had that strength.

“I could tell something was off that day.”

A new driver was in the chair. Male, blond, and in the same team uniform as the female was. Anybody who’s anybody knew exactly who that was.

He sucked in a breath. “Obviously, I didn’t know her or what she had been through at the time. Now knowing, I wish I had given her a hug.”

Max let out a chuckle as he reminisced on that day.

The screen flashed and the woman was back in the chair.

“I knew who he was. Everyone knew who he was.” Her hands waved around. “Max Verstappen, probably one of the greatest drivers to grace the grid. No one just skips most of F3 and all of F2. You have to be great. And that was Max.”

“Was he your favorite driver on the grid at that time?”

She let out a snort. “Oh gosh no.”

Everyone in the studio laughed.

The scene changed to you sitting next to Charles at one of the debriefs in Las Vegas. You had no clue why they put you there, because last you knew, you weren’t driving. However, they had said something about wanting the pole sitter and you (who had done the fastest lap in FP1) to talk for a bit.

Your cheeks were a bit heated as you were truly sitting next to your hero. Charles could only smirk at your very shy nature next to him. He watched you rattle off about some part of the car and the balance.

The Monegasque cut in.

“See, this is why she is perfect to be Max’s teammate. They could talk all day.”

Everyone around them laughed, along with you who gave some quiet giggles. You rolled your eyes.

“Let’s not talk about the fact that you have your own ‘Leclerifying’ hmmm?”

The girl smirked at the camera. “There was a certain McLaren driver that always tried to get the attention of a select Spaniard. If Lando was obsessed with Carlos. I was obsessed with the other Ferrari driver. I tried to get his attention on Twitter, er, well now X a couple of times. It was still Twitter when I was using it.”

“Of course I noticed her tweets.”

A new driver was now in the seat once again. This time, he wore the iconic Rosso Corsa team polo.

Charles smiled as he looked down at the multiple rings on his finger. His hand came up to his neck to fidget with a certain necklace. His smile grew as he thought on the memories.

“I thought it was sweet. A young driver was trying to keep up with the big leagues. I’m pretty sure I responded a couple of times. And Sebastian had put in a good word for her.”

“Sebastian?”

Charles’s eyes widened as he smirked.

“Vettel. He’s known her for longer than anyone here has.”

The scene changed again.

The girl was back as she clapped her hands.

“Charles made my day whenever he responded. To me it was probably like if Harry Styles responded to a fangirl’s tweet or Instagram. I always hoped that I’d make it to Formula 1 and could maybe drive beside him.”

“We were told that you know retired driver Sebastian Vettel.”

The blond smirked, not nervous but confident.

“Yeah, I know him. He was really good friends with my godfather.”

She leans forwards and fixes her shorts.

“It’s kind of how Max was close to the Schumacher family. Lorenzo worked with Seb multiple times in the very early 2000’s when Seb was still in karting. I want to say probably even before I was born as well. He was a little bit older than Seb, more like a mentor. I was able to catch up with Sebastian around 2020 and I got to meet a few more people.”

“People such as?” they prodded.

“Kimi, Nico, Mark. I’m pretty sure I met Lewis like once though when I was pretty young. Like probably around 2015. I got to watch a couple of Formula 1 races with them in 2020.”

The camera cuts to a man wearing the Mercedes logo on his polo. His braids are kept nicely as he smiles at the camera. They hand him a picture of you and him in 2015. His eyes are wide as he keeps looking at the photo and then to the camera.

“This was her?” Lewis questioned, letting out a small laugh. His eyes squint as he tries to get a closer look in the dark room.

The scene changes once again, the female driver back in the seat.

“Were you nervous that you might not have made it? To Formula 1 after what happened in 2020?”

The blond looked down at her hands.

“There were a few years where I was convinced that I wouldn’t.”

The screen fades to more headlines.

“Y/n L/n enters a second year of Formula 2 with PREMA”

“The Future for F2’s Only Female Driver is Uncertain”

“L/n Is Out of the Last F2 Race of the Season”

“PREMA Drops L/n for Her F2 Final Season?”

A clip of a meeting of some sorts flashed on the screen. You were looking quite down as you picked at the end of a table as someone read off a paper. You didn’t even want to pay attention as they were nailing the final nail into the coffin.

“Prema Racing has decided to let go of driver number 89, Y/n L/n. After the 2022 season, she will no longer race for or have any affiliations with Prema and will be replaced by Ollie Bearman.”

You spoke up. “But I have a contract until the end of 2023.”

The representative glared at you, before looking back at the page and kept reading. “Since driver 89 has underperformed in the past 2 years, Prema has decided to break contract. Compensation will be sent at a later time.”

Vito had silently grasped your shoulder to offer you some comfort, but the hurt had already been done. You were going into a season for the first time since F4, you didn’t have a secured future in the sport.

Ollie was sitting on the other side, watching you sadly as they basically read your death sentence. The camera zoomed in on you playing with a pen. If one were to look closely, they could see tears streaming down your cheeks.

Will was back in the seat.

“A driver without a contract or team cannot drive.”

The scene changes back to the driver.

“I mean. I had other options. On the side I was talking to Sebastian and even Nico. I was trying to keep my eyes open for something, anything. Except, it turned out that I didn’t need to.”

More headlines flashed.

“DAMS To Sign Both Leclerc and L/n for 2023”

“Y/n L/n Wins First Two Races of the 2023 Formula 2 Season”

“L/n Wins Her Third Race with Teammate Arthur Leclerc Behind Her”

“Y/n L/n Makes History Once Again: First Female To Win Formula 2 Championship”

“Y/n L/n: Youngest Driver To Win F2 Championship”

The girl is back in the chair, the spotlight on her.

“I didn’t know that I’d get the championship my final year. I was skeptical. I really thought that I wouldn’t be able to, since it was my final year, I had been dropped, and I had a new teammate. But I had a really good teammate and a better team. They really put everything into me being the best driver.”

“What did you think would happen after everything was over? You had won the championship with 1 race to spare.”

The girl swallowed before speaking. “Obviously, I thought I didn’t have many options. At the time, it seemed as though every door was closed. I kept talking to my manager about it, and every time he said he would come back empty handed. I even talked to him that morning, and he just had a sad smile on his face.” She paused. “I knew that even though I could be the champion, I had nowhere to go after that.”

The person in the chair changed.

“So, that was all a lie,” Vito spoke to the camera, a smile on his face.

The scene had changed. Vito Accardi, Y/n L/n’s manager, was seated in a chair. It looked like he was stressing over his laptop. Stella, L/n’s race engineer at the time of 2023, was seated across from him. He was silently tapping a pen on the table as he looked over the words on the screen.

“Too many junk emails?” she teased, settling into her chair.

The male shook his head.

The screen showed multiple contracts up at once, lines upon lines were highlighted. The headers at the top of each contract showed very recognizable logos.

He smirked as he looked directly at the camera. “I couldn’t tell her anything until I knew that there was something for certain.”

“How many teams wanted her?”

“All of them.”

The scene changed to a past driver’s get-together: one that no one had seen before. The group consisted of Max Verstappen, Charles Leclerc, Lando Norris, Lewis Hamilton, Fernando Alonso, Daniel Ricciardo. An odd group, but they were just waiting around (or hiding on a Wednesday).

Charles was looking down at his phone, while Max was watching him closely. The Monegasque’s fingers were typing at a lightning speed.

Lando was the one to point it out.

“What’s got you in a tizzy?” the Briton asked, pulling Charles out of whatever fog he was in. He quickly turned his phone off.

“Ferrari is wanting to sign someone else, but wouldn’t be able to do so until 2025. Except her manager insists on a seat for 2024.”

Lewis had his interest piqued. “It is Y/n L/n?”

“Yeah. My brother has put in great words for her, along with Sebastian. Pierre also says that Alpine is thinking of options too. She’s,” he huffed, “very good. Almost a little too good.”

The other Mercedes driver took a sip of his drink. “Toto was just talking to me about that, but he said the same thing. There aren’t any seats available until 2025. But he wants her.”

Lando rolled his eyes. “So we’ve all gotten the talk about how all the team principals want to sign her. Even McLaren is speaking about how to get her a seat somewhere. Testing driver or something like that.”

The older Spaniard spoke up. “It would be foolish not to. She has generational talent. Stroll is looking at her as well.”

“So are we. Except there aren’t any seats,” an Aussie added.

Max was quietly reading almost every article he could get his hands on about her. In the back of his mind, he knew that Checo was going to retire after this year (especially after what happened at Mexico). He quickly sent one to Christian, only getting a thumbs up.

Daniel bumped Max. “You’ve been quiet over there. What are your thoughts on the potential rookie?”

The Dutchman looked up. “What rookie?”

The scene changed back to the Italian man.

“I’ve been her manager for years. I knew exactly what she needed at that moment. Sure, I could have told her, but I knew she wanted to race in 2024 and not wait. I’m not her manager for nothing.”

“How did you get in touch with Red Bull’s Christian Horner.”

The man adjusted in the chair. “Well, even though she wasn’t on their junior team, the actual brand Red Bull was one of her sponsors in karting.”

The scene changes once again, this time the Team Principal of the currently reining team was now in the seat.

“Vito had gotten in contact with me when she first started F2,” the older Briton said. “But we wanted to see what would happen. We took a chance at Max, way back then. But this was a bit different.”

The interviewer asked, “Because she was a girl?”

Christian shook his head.

“Because she was 16 at the start: younger than Max was by two years. Sure, she turned 17 at the end of the season due to a later birthday in October. But, we took a step back to see what she could do, especially now that they changed the age rules after Max. She was dropped by PREMA, and we almost took the chance then to maybe bring her in as a development driver. But, Vito was adamant about her wanting a championship. She wanted records broken, and she did.”

“How did everything go down? Before she knew.”

He smiled.

“I called him right after I got the article from Max. Youngest to win an F2 Championship and a female on top of that.”

“Was everything pretty smooth sailing?”

He shook his head. “I was advised not to sign her, but I was told ‘no’ for Max and you see where that got me. I wasn’t going to let her go to a team that wouldn’t let her shine.”

The scene changes to the RB19 being driven out at the mock track for training. The girl’s white helmet was a stark contrast against the deep navy of the car. The camera panned to the mock pit wall. Multiple people pressed buttons as they watched you take lap after lap.

A much older man just looked on with pinched eyebrows, not really interested in seeing what the girl had to offer.

After the final testing times had been clocked, he stood up and slammed his papers on a table, before he left the pits. Christian smirked as he watched him stalk off. He knew he made the right call for the second time.

“How did it feel being in the seat for the first time?”

The girl, back in the seat, responded, “It felt surreal.”

She kept talking as the screen faded into clips of the car.

The aerial view watched as the car look several laps: getting close ups and shots of the car going around the corners.

“I went from having the door slammed into my face to the door being blown to bits.”

“Did Vito ever tell you that he was talking to multiple people at once?”

She looked at the camera. “He did. But he knew what I needed. That’s why he’s been my manager since 2018.”

The scene changes to multiple flashing cameras as the girl walked into the paddock for the first time in Vegas. The cameras followed as she straight up walked to the group of older guys, introduced herself, and followed Max as he walked away. The rest of the guys watched her animatedly talk to the man who hated every second of the Las Vegas Grand Prix.

“The beginning of your season was filled with a lot of highs,”

The screen flashes to multiple clips of you raising trophies, especially highlighting your podium in Bahrain.

“And lows.”

The female’s eyebrows raised. “No kidding.”

The scene changes to your car flipping in Suzuka before panning to people’s reactions. Many people immediately stood up. Others put their hands over their mouths. Many stayed sitting, frozen in shock over what they just saw.

The screen fades to black, but radio messages can be heard.

“Kid, you have to answer me.”

“Tell me you’re ok. You need to respond.”

“I can’t lose you too.”

Charles was back in the chair. Tears could be seen in his lash line as he exhaled a shaky breath. He closed his eyes, trying to get over his emotions.

“A crash like that doesn’t happen every day. It was awful, just waiting to hear back from her. Really took me back to 2014. Reminded me of Jules. On the same track. Rain. I don’t think I would have finished the season if she hadn’t made it.”

The scene changes to multiple marshals standing around the car, trying to get to you. Except, you were trapped. They didn’t want to start cutting, just in case there was a fuel leak. They did not need for the car to catch fire.

“I remember watching Lewis just turn around,” George said, now that he was in the seat. “He kept shaking his head and muttering. I couldn’t stop crying.”

“Y/n is a driver who was shy at the beginning, but then got more comfortable with you as time passed. She became precious to everyone on the grid.” Oscar offered a smile, but it fell short as he remembered Suzuka.

“There hadn’t-” Lewis began, but cut short. He swallowed before he kept going. “There hadn’t been a crash like that since 2014. And the last time it happened, he didn’t make it. I was honestly preparing myself for the worst.”

Max shrugged his shoulders, trying to be nonchalant. Yet, anyone could see that his hands were shaking just a bit, his fingers picking at his skin.

“She just wouldn’t answer. And then they got Arthur Leclerc on the radio, thinking that he could get to her. Even then, she didn’t respond for what felt like hours. We were all waiting, on the pit lane, just hoping that she’d start talking soon.”

“What did it feel like for you in the car?”

The female was back in the seat.

“All I really remember was seeing the sky and the grass as I rolled, and then nothing. I had totally blacked out. When I was coming to, I just remember hearing so much through the radio, I didn’t know what to make of it. I think I laughed as I answered. I was just happy to be alive.”

“We know that was your first DNF. Thankfully the second wasn’t as bad.”

“No kidding,” she laughed. “My car just doesn’t have very good balance.”

“You’ve had lots of podiums. Which one was the most fulfilling?”

The girl looked up in thought. Her eyes narrowed, truly going over her options. She didn’t want to have to talk about certain matters, but she didn’t want it to be brought up later.

She answered, “Imola.”

“What was so special or daunting because of it?”

The blond harshly inhaled, before smirking a bit. “Well, lot of people knew how it ended.”

The scene changes to multiple police cars around the paddock. The camera barely caught a glimpse of two people being let away in handcuff before panning over to the group of drivers. The lens zoomed in on your face, a big bruise forming by your eye. Max was standing protectively near you as Christian was still yelling at the people in the car. The other drivers can be seen hovering around the scene.

Max gulped before he sighed.

“I knew it was bad, but not this bad. I’m just glad that I had gotten to her in time.”

The female stretched. “Except I got a trophy out of it, so, I wasn’t too sad.”

The scene changes to the next race, where most of the drivers were waiting for the parade. They could tell that someone was missing. Except, right when Lando was about to bring it up, you walked in. Sunglasses were on your eyes, trying to hide the ugly yellow and purple blotch on your face. Except, it didn’t do too much to actually hide it.

“Afternoon,” you said, sipping on a drink that you brought. Your fingers took off your glasses, multiple drivers wincing. “It’s not that bad.”

Lando rolled his eyes before muttering, “They shouldn’t have been allowed back in.”

Max handed you an icepack, which you grabbed immediately. Logan brought you into a side hug and let you rest against him.

The Dutchman let everyone know that you had finally gotten your restraining order approved. Smiles adorned the rest of the drivers’ faces at the news.

An older Aussie was now in the seat.

“I wasn’t there when she met everyone. But I watched Max let her follow him, in Vegas. It was cute, ‘cause I’ve never seen Max act like that before. But she’ s been a good teammate to him. Not trying to be rude, but I’m also putting myself down when I say this: she has been the best teammate that Max has ever had.”

The scene changes to you and Max in a car on the way to a race. The two of you are seated next to each other and phones are in your hands. A sudden gasp from you has you reaching over to Max, your hand smacking his chest.

The Dutchman winces. “What?”

“Taylor Swift broke up with Travis Kelce. Fernando has his chance.”

Viewers would have thought that Max would seem uninterested, but his eyes widened and he was suddenly leaning over, trying to get a good look at your phone.

“You’re lying.”

“No I’m not. See?” You just handed your phone over and Max was instantly enthralled with the device, fingers scrolling quickly.

“It’s definitely like they have a competitive sibling relationship.”

Max watched as you were talking to Oscar, the afternoon after you hit his car. Max smirked as he walked past and bumped you on purpose. Your head whipped around, trying to find who did that. Once you saw Max’s shoulders shake as he walked away, it was over. You quickly said goodbye to Oscar before running up to Max.

What he did not expect was for you to jump on his back, almost sending him face first into cement. He stumbled but his arms were quick to grab your legs. Your giggles were loud next to his ear, but Max guessed that he’d let you stay.

“I know for a fact that it’s been good to see Max a bit more carefree. Y/n really brings out the good in him. She really does that to everyone though.”

Rain was pouring down in Brazil, due to a hurricane in the area. The race had been canceled and Max was just chilling in the garage. His eyes caught your figure walking out into the downpour. He watched as you just stood there, getting drenched. That was until you started dancing to no music at all.

Max got up from his seat and walked over to a manager.

“May I?” he asked, the manager nodding his head.

He plugged his phone into a jack and clicked on a specific playlist that the two of you had made together. Normally, it would be playing while the two of you warmed up to get ready in the car. But now it was playing as you continued to dance.

Max quickly joined you and bumped you with his hip. The cameras caught you looking up at your older teammate, whose body was quickly getting drenched. Before long, the two of you were dancing in the rain.

And very possibly, the other drivers joined in too.

“She really cares for him. It was like they met and clicked right away.”

Clips of you and Max filled the screen. Walking together in the paddock, signing things for fans, doing stupid things for media day, congratulating each other after races.

It showed you checking on him after a DNF, wanting a legitimate answer if he was okay or not. Once Max gave the thumbs up and Mitch told you that he was, the cameras in your car showed how your body visibly relaxed after know that he was ok.

“Sure, they’ve had their troubles.”

The scene changes to Max passing you in Monaco.

Your voice was heard over the scene. “What an asshole.”

The scene changed to you not letting Max pass and him hitting the back of your RB20 in Belgium.

“That was a rookie mistake.”

The viewers knew that they had deliberately cut a certain action out of the scene, but it was something that they were actually thankful that Netflix cut.

“But they always apologize and get back to it. I think that’s how she got her first win. She needed to know that they could truly work as a team.”

The scene showed you and Max giving each other a big hug in The Netherlands after Max won the Dutch Grand Prix.

The scene changes once more.

“How was it? Winning in the city of red.”

“Words cannot express.”

The screen showed you walking in on that fateful morning, bright orange car in the background. You waved to the crowds, who seemed to get louder with your attention. Your smile brightly shone as you kept walking, only stopping momentarily for a few autographs and pictures.

“Y/n L/n On Pole in Monza – Youngest Pole Sitter in F1 History”

“There she goes! Y/n L/n has won the 2024 Italian Grand Prix. She was starving, but now she’s been satiated. The youngest pole sitter and turned that into a win.”

“Y/n L/n – First Female To Ever Win a Formula 1 Grand Prix”

"Y/n L/n Hailed as 'The Long Awaited' by Italian Fans"

The camera pans to the girl standing on the nose of her car, hands stretched up reaching for the sky. Max, who had DNF earlier, came over. She grasped him tightly, legs around his waist. Christian was behind them, joining in the celebrations. Soon, the entirety of the crew got over the barrier and flooded the area. The two Ferrari drivers, in a respectable P2 and P3, watched as the female driver was almost covered by people. If it wasn’t them, then they were glad it was her.

The blond returned back to the seat.

“Let me tell you, the after party was probably my favorite part of the weekend. Well, besides the winning part.”

“After Monza, how did the rest of the season go.”

“Well, I did go on to win 3 more races.” The girl smirked.

Clips of the number 89 car crossing the finish line cover the screen.

“Y/n L/n takes her second win of the season after Monza in Mexico!

It showed you waving to the crowds of Mexico, flag draped over your shoulders with a sombrero on your head..

“A homecoming of sorts, Y/n L/n wins a third race under the lights of Las Vegas!

Your fists were clenched as you shook them while your knees were bent. The while Elvis suit kind of glowed against the night sky.

“L/n wins her fourth race of the season in Abu Dhabi. Ending a perfect rookie year on a high!”

The crowds watch you get on your hands and knees before your car. Your hands outstretched in almost a mock bow to the machine.

The scenes show the you hoisting up three more trophies, all while pointing to the sky after each one.

The interviewer looked down at their questions, before glancing back up at the girl.

“What was your worst race? One that you didn’t DNF.”

The girl didn’t even hesitate. “Qatar.”

“Why is that?”

She shrugged. “I thought it would be cooler.”

The screen goes black, but then changes to a very busy scene. People could see medical personelle holding onto a driver by their arms. Their legs all but dragged along the concrete. Lights flashed around as they brought her to a makeshift cot. Her helmet was ripped off along with the cloth under it. You gasped as you tried to catch your breath. Your cheeks were red and your hair matted with sweat.

“I need an IV and cooling towels now!”

“Her blood pressure is dropping, she’s going to pass out again.”

“Hey, you need to stay awake. Do not close your eyes.”

“Her breath is more shallow, she needs to cool down. Get buckets of ice and water.”

It changes to a podium, but only two drivers are present. It was supposed to be a Papaya sandwich after Oscar had gotten his first actual race win. They looked worried and barely stayed for the celebrations.

The cameras followed as the orange drivers as they ran to the Red Bull garage once the podium was finished. They expected to see you still unconscious, since that was the last they heard before the podium. Yet, they were surprised to see you upright and smiley. An IV was connected to your arm, but you were awake.

Oscar ran, before wrapping his arms around you.

“Do not do that again. I can’t believe that you kept racing.”

You smiled up at him and Lando.

“What can I say? I’m indestructible.”

“She’s impressive.” A German voices his opinion now that he’s in the seats. “I don’t wish to say it, but I’m glad she’s at the different team. I don’t know if we would have been able to give her the car that she needed.”

The interviewer looks a Toto for a moment, before continuing. “You think she’ll leave Red Bull at some point in her career?”

The Mercedes Team Principal shakes his head. “No. She’s going to stay until she retires. I’m sure of it. But who am I to talk about staying with a team forever.”

The scene changes to you and Max, both casually hanging out. You sighed as you looked down at your phone. Max quirked an eyebrow, but stayed silent, giving you the go ahead to spill.

“They’re asking again if I’m going to be staying past 2026.” Your arms waved around before you huffed and they fell at your sides.

The Dutchman rolled his eyes. “Are you wanting to stay past that?”

You grinned at the older driver. “Can’t go anywhere when I have the best here.”

The scene changes to the blond female Red Bull racer, back in the chair once again.

“Do you think you’ll ever move teams?”

She shook her head. “No, I don’t think I will. It seems that every racer’s dream is to drive for the team in red, but not mine. I’ve always wanted to just race for the team that will get me places, and I think that Red Bull can stay on top for many years to come.”

The interviewer continued. “What do you think you’ll do after Formula 1.”

She smirked.

“After, I want to collect. I’m thinking the triple crown. Probably go to endurance racing and then 1 year of Indy. I know I’ll be able to do it.”

“If you could have your dream team for Le Mans, who would it be?”

“Either Leclerc in addition to Max. I don’t think I could be anyone else’s teammate ever.”

Clips of Charles, Arthur, Y/n, and Max showed on the screen. They might look like an odd bunch, but they worked somehow. Arthur had been promoted at the end of 2024 to actually drive for Porsche in the 2025 Qatar endurance race. Late in the editing, they were able to sneak in a clip of the four of you celebrating after he podiumed.

“So, we heard that you and Max were able to sign new contracts at the end of 2024. How long are the both of you going to stay.”

The girl thought for a moment, trying to think of how to word it correctly.

“Well, we both have kind of open ended contracts like Charles signed in early 2024. Christian said that he’ll do his best to keep us there, but we aren’t bound. I plan to stay for a while and so does Max if they keep giving us good cars that can still dominate.”

“Do you plan to break any more records? You sure had a lot in the past season as well as early years.”

“How many do I have?” she asked.

The interviewer counted. “Five.”

She smirked for the final time for the episode. “Five? That’s hardly enough. Let’s make it interesting and get 6.”

Everyone in the room laughed at her joke.

The screen cut to black and the episode ended. Yet when the female racer retired, they went back and added one more thing.

“Y/n L/n went on to be the most decorated racer of all time. She ended up breaking 22 records in the duration of her entire motorsport career, that no one has been able to touch since.”

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yandere!Alastor with gender-neutral!tinkerer!reader headcanons

Warning: obsessive behavior, implied violence, stalking, implied manipulation, and knowledge based on the 2019 pilot episode.

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Alastor is someone who thrives on entertainment. Seeing the scourge of Hell striving to redeem themselves in Charlie’s hotel, only to fail as soon as they gave into the vices they’ve been trying to cure themselves of? That’s the only reason he agreed to help the princess with her passion project. He needed some inspiration after lacking it for so many decades!

He will not fall for someone who is naive and oblivious to the dangers that lurk around every corner. His preference for a darling is someone who is intelligent, yet malleable to his manipulative machinations, though he would call it being a considerable gentleman.

So, imagine his surprise when you, the maintenance operator Charlie had hired during the hotel’s open house after being thoroughly impressed with your resume, piqued his interest. He had heard that you were very good at repairing broken things. Whatever it was that needed to be fixed, you could do it efficiently and with a smile.

The only thing you would not touch, however, were Angel’s sex toys. He found you at Husk’s bar, whining and clutching what looked like a purple cucumber with a white handle, coated in….an unknown substance. You looked at it, then back at Angel, confused and blinking owlishly at him. You asked him to hold it up in the light so you could see it, just don’t let it touch you because…well, you really did not want to.

The adult film star did, and you tilted your head to the side, staring at it for a moment before pulling away.

“It should be an easy fix.” You said. “Do you think it is a higher priority than preventing the hotel from being flooded with water?” You asked, glancing up at him. The genuinity in your voice as you spoke to him, curious and asking if fixing his device is really more important at the moment, made Alastor chuckle from the shadows. Dear ol’ Husker looked like he was about to keel over from laughter too~!

“If it’s an easy fix like ya say it is, then yes!” Angel whined. “I need it fixed by tomorrow! Can ya maybe work on it, like, after you make sure this place doesn’t get flooded?”

You blinked. “That shouldn’t be an issue. Okay. Did you try looking for the manual in the box it came in?”

“There’s a manual for it in there?!”

You nodded. “There should be. Or at least a phone number for customer service.”

Oh, such dialogue between two unique characters brightened Alastor’s mundane afternoon considerably and deepened his interest in the ever diligent and mild-mannered sinner who never seemed to stop working!

He watched you from the shadows, learning about your likes and dislikes and your….relationships with the others, clients and hotel staff alike. None of which, as he has seen, never went beyond the boundary of polite professionalism. Imagine his surprise when his shadow discovered your daily ritual to lock yourself in the maintenance office and curl up on the couch in there for an hour nap, and how you cannot sleep without the vintage radio on your desk being played on low volume. As much as he wanted to sweep you off of your feet with a night around the city and a lovely candlelit dinner, Alastor could not act too recklessly. That wasn’t how his mother raised him. No, no, no, he was a gentleman!

And a gentleman knows how to bide his time in the art of courting. Expect him to flood your office with bouquets, expensive gifts, and a request to personally fix his microphone even when it was working just perfectly.

Who knows? Perhaps while you’re sleeping soundly, in your office or in your bedroom, he will turn the knob of your radio just a little to the left so it is the music of his radio station that fills the silence. Think of it as….insurance. With the magic he possessed as an overlord, it wouldn’t be too much of a stretch to comprehend that he did care about you in his own way. And he would like to think you will, in time, come to enjoy his music with a smile.

After all, you’re never fully dressed without one!

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If you accept his courtship, Alastor’s possessiveness will reach to the point where he will absolutely insist that you should move into his quarters and share the bed. For his peace of mind and your own protection.

After all, you’re his precious little doe. He wouldn’t want anything to happen to you in this cesspool~.

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samstersv · 3 months

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“i’m so sorry baby”;dick grayson

• in which dick does the “shut up” prank on his girlfriend while she’s already having a bad day

- fluff but some angst

it had been all over tik tok, an app dick was constantly on when he wasn’t patrolling or beating people’s asses, annoying his siblings or girlfriend. it was videos of boyfriends doing a prank on their girlfriend, secretly filming in a car or in their houses as their girlfriend walks in and says something. they then cut them off with a “shut up.”

obviously, the prank can go many ways, getting amusing reactions out of the girlfriend and a funny video whenever it ends well. knowing how you are, dick wanted to see how’d you react to this prank specifically. you were sarcastic and kind and your attitude was probably what he loved the most about you. so, he was beyond excited to see what you’d say to him.

earlier that day, you had asked dick to pick you up from your nail appointment. first you had work but your boss said you’d get out early that day (for whatever reason you didn’t care to remember) and you had arranged to get your nails done afterwards for fun.

dick was going to arrive an hour earlier than he did, but he received a text from you simply asking if he could pick you up a little later, and of course dick agreed. he’s do anything for you.

parked outside the nail place he had gotten familiar with over time, dick decided to set up his phone to film the prank. a few moments later he saw you walk out of the nail salon and his smile brightened, the camera catching it all. when he saw you get closer his smile dropped, getting into character. dick unlocked your door and you sat in, putting your bag by your feet and getting comfortable. you didn’t seem as enthusiastic as he thought you would after getting your nails done, but dick continued on either way.

“hey babe. how was your day?” your face adorned a small smile.

“it was good.” was all he said. your face barely dropped, but it did nonetheless. you were confused as to why dick hadn’t asked you the same thing, when without fail that’s what he did.

“that’s good. sorry my nails took a little longer than usual, my boss made me—“ that’s when it was dick’s cue to cut you off, and oh he felt so bad.

“just shut up (y/n),” he felt like such a shitty boyfriend but he was too far in for the prank to back out now.” without looking at your face cause he knew he’d break character, dick continued “just—just shut up.” he shook his head and placed it onto the steering wheel.

your face had dropped to one of sorrow. the camera had captured you looking so sad at your boyfriend’s words and you felt so hurt. “oh. okay.” was all you said as you resulted to staring at your lap as you held back the tears that were threatening to spill out.

when all dick heard was silence for a second or two, he pulled his head to look at yours. and he knew he couldn’t go any longer when he noticed the state you were in. “baby—“ he started, about to apologize.

that’s when you started balling, tears streaming down your face as it covered the “sorry” that he repeated alongside a few apologetic words. your makeup soon got messed up as you rubbed the back of your hands to stop the tears from flowing, crying even harder when you noticed your makeup was messed up too.

dick tried to grab ahold of your hand as you cried, embarrassed. you pulled away and reached for the doorknob. not because you were mad at dick but because you were embarrassed, you felt like a child. before you could open the door, dick had reached over and pulled you to him onto his lap with two hands.

if it were any other situation, you’d be blushing and fawning over what your boyfriend had just done. but it wasn’t that situation. and despite the words he said to you, you buried your head into his neck as you cried some more. at that point you weren’t crying because of him, you were crying because of the day you just had.

“baby i’m so sorry. it was a prank—one of those tik tok pranks. i didn’t mean it at all.” he held your head as you slowly stopped the tears, still with your eyes full. dick killed your forehead and the top of your head then your cheeks and grabbed your hands softly and with care and kissed them as well.

“babe your nails look so beautiful, what’s wrong?” he keeps his grip tight but caresses your face, wiping the black mascara tears from your face.

hiccuping, you shook your head, “no, it’s fine don’t worry—“

“(y/n) tell me, i’m here to listen. do i need to beat anyone up? you know i’ll do it gorgeous.”

scoffing with a smile, you shook your head and intertwined your fingers with dick’s as you continued to sit on his lap in his car and tell him the reason for your bad mood.

“it was going all good. but then i had to stay longer to do some extra work that my boss assigned me. i hated it cause i wanted to get my nails done and see you. and then i had to call my nail salon and tell them to push it to a little later if they could—thank god they could or else i’d probably still be waiting to get them done.” you sniffled from crying earlier and continued on, “then the person who usually does my nails was sick and i had to have someone else do it. but they messed up my nails and i thought it was a quick fix so i asked if they could change a certain thing on it because im paying for their time and id charge them extra and everything.” you started to get teary eyed again and with a small squeeze of your hand from dick, you continued on with your story.

then the person doing my nails scoffed at me and rolled her eyes then started talking shit about me to their coworkers in their language. but i understood the language they were speaking. and i felt like shit.” you started to softly cry once again “i felt so bad to make them do it again and they were also making fun of me and everything else. a-and when i was thanking them profusely and all that, they all rolled their eyes at me and i payed them extra because i felt guilty. and they were just so rude. then when you said this to me i just had enough.” you were now spilling out tears once more.

“baby, it’s all okay don’t worry. those idiots are so rude. you don’t deserve any of that. and i’m so so sorry for what i said, the prank. you don’t deserve any of it you’re too sweet and you’re the best girlfriend, i’m so sorry.”

you smiled and ran your freshly manicured fingers through your boyfriend’s hair. “it’s okay dick. i forgive you. i probably would’ve forgiven you anyway.”

“i know you would’ve which sucks even more. i feel so bad. let’s go home and watch criminal minds with chocolate. and let’s cuddle. you’re getting so many kisses.” he profusely tried to say things he knew would make his girlfriend happy. even if being around him made her happy enough.

your eyes lit up and you wiped your face in fear of how you currently looked because of how much you previously cried. “i love criminal minds.” you whispered in excitement. over the past few weeks, dick had been so busy whenever the two of you had down time, so you weren’t able to chill out and be a lazy couple of couch potatoes. so when you heard this you were so happy.

with the same energy you currently had, dick said, “i know, you love criminal minds.”

“i love you.” your eyes looked lovingly into his.

“i love you more, and im so sorry for earlier baby.” even though your eyes were glued to dick and your mind was blank with the fact that you had such an amazing boyfriend, dick was practically 10x more in love with you, no matter how much you said you loved him more. his heart hurt when you hurt and when you were happy, he was even happier.

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you had given dick permission to post the tik tok. he felt so bad about it but you kind of found it cute how much he visibly cared in the tik tok. and you were also greatful the camera didn’t catch what you thought was an ugly crying face.

user1 STOP THIS IS SO CUTE???

user2 i wonder what bruce thought of this

therdh00d dick head you should get canceled for making her cry

imbatman tell (y/n) i said hello

imbatman you’re an imbecile for making (y/n) cry.

(later on, dick found out that it was damian using bruce’s private tik tok account to text these messages)

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nervoussagittarius · 12 days

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furniture shopping + night out

matt sturniolo x influencer!reader

summary: your day in the life vlog ft. your boyfriend matt, request

warnings: fluff, maybe language

“good morning vlog” you said taking a sip of your coffee. the sun was just starting to come through your apartment windows as people filled the streets below. “i have a very exciting day planned today so i thought i’d intro the video now and we can chat for a minute.”

you began to get all of the ingredients out to make breakfast for you and matt while you talked to the vlog about your night. your videos tended to feel like a facetime call between you and your fans. everyone loved how personal and friendly they felt. “matt spent the night here yesterday, and i figured i’d be a good girlfriend and make us breakfast. i convinced matt to go to ikea with me this morning because i’ve been in this apartment for about a month now, and i still have no living room furniture. so we’re going to try to fix that.”

as you continued making breakfast matt finally woke up and decided to join you in the kitchen. “okay guys, be honest do these pancakes look good? i hope so. but i’m going to go wake matt up-” matt appeared from around the corner at this statement. “oh nevermind. hi baby! good morning.” matt, not being fully awake yet, gave you a small groan and fell into your arms for a hug. you returned it, holding him for what felt like hours. neither of you complained though. you and matt could be surgically attached and it still wouldn’t be close enough for the two of you.

you turned your head to the side looking at your counter. “me and my friends talked about last night and what we have planned for this morning while i made us breakfast.” “your friends?” matt questioned since he was the only one in your house. “yeah my friends in the vlog” you said with a ‘duh’ tone, earning yourself a poke in the side from matt.

you picked up your camera again about an hour later while you were in the car. focusing the lens on matt, you began to ask him questions. “how do you feel now that i might actually have a couch after a month?” you asked with a laugh. matt’s smile brightened as he took his eyes off the road for a second to look between you and your camera. “i’m happy that we’ll finally have some place to sit other then your kitchen table. i’m excited to go shopping if you’re excited.” he reached over to pat your knee.

“matt’s not the biggest fan of shopping if you couldn’t tell. or if you’ve seen his house you’d know how unfurnished it is.” you said setting the camera on the dash to look at both of you. “listen, i just don’t see the point in worrying about how my house looks when i can be doing fun stuff with my life.” matt said with a chuckle. he grabbed your hand so you knew he was fully just joking to mess with you. “i think furniture shopping is fun. we’ll see you guys again hopefully when i have a couch.”

you were back in the car when you found yourself filming again. you head rested on matt’s ands your intertwined arms as you sat in the parking lot. “bad news guys. we couldn’t find a couch.” you removed yourself from matt as he started backing out of the parking spot. his hand now rested on the back of your neck as he played with your hair. “so sad. i still have to sit on the floor.” matt remarked. you gave him a discouraged laugh catching his attention. he looked over at you while at the red light. “don’t worry sweetheart we’ll figure it out.” he leaned over quickly to kiss you cheek. “thanks matt. we’ll see you guys later.” you said giving your vlog a small smile.

a few hours had past as you and matt spent some quality time together at your apartment. it wasn’t often that you guys got alone time so you cherished it when you did. no meetings, no sibling, and no cameras. but that came to an end when you realized you had a vlog to finish.

matt was the one to pick up your camera this time. you were in your bathroom getting ready for the prada event you were going to tonight. matt thought this would be the perfect time to try and scare you. he quietly walked through your house, making his way to you. unfortunately for him you caught him in this act. his reflection showed up in the corner of your mirror. “what are you doing?” “no i’ve been caught. i was trying to scare you.” he said with a laugh. “next time, baby” he set your camera on your bathroom counter and came around to hug you from behind. “you look really pretty, sweetheart. do you want to tell them where we’re going?” he asked as he gently layed his chin in your shoulder. he didn’t want to mess up what you were doing.

matt’s comment had made you blush, but you’ll quickly pulled yourself back together. “thanks baby. um- matt did a photoshoot with prada recently, and he looked incredible. so they invited us to an event they’re throwing tonight.” “if we make it there.” matt threw out winking at the camera. you looked at him in the mirror quickly as you threw your arm back to jokingly hit him in the shoulder. “matthew!” you exclaimed. “what? im just saying their might be traffic.” he shrugged acting nonchalantly as you rolled your eyes.

“anyway guys i think we’re going to call it a night. i’ll let you know tomorrow how the event went. i love you and i’ll see you soon.” you smiled picking up the camera as matt starts to walk out of the bathroom. “wait, matt! do you have any last words for our friends?” he turned to you with a slight smirk. he quickly screamed in the camera before running off. “i’m so sorry head phone users.” and you ended the video

an: i’m sorry this is so short but i wanted to make this different from chris’s so i hope you enjoy. i also slightly based this off of the vibe of jules leblancs blogs because i love them 🤍

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estapa-edwards · 21 days

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TEAM SWEETHEART - J. HUGHES

paring: Jack Hughes x fem! reader

word count: 2.7k

requested? yes - jack being in love with an absolute sweetheart and she’s part of the devils team, he introduces her to his family and they can tell how much jack is head over heals in love with her, and she also has a great relationship with luke

warnings: use of y/n.

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As Y/N stepped into the locker room, her presence commanded attention. Her smile was radiant, her eyes filled with warmth and excitement. Jack felt a jolt of electricity shoot through him as he watched her, his heart skipping a beat at the sight of her.

"Hey everyone, this is Y/N," the team's manager announced, gesturing towards her. "She'll be joining us as our new social media manager."

The room erupted into cheers and applause, welcoming Y/N with open arms. But for Jack, it felt like time had slowed down, his gaze locked on her as if drawn by an invisible force.

Y/N's eyes met Jack's, and for a moment, the world around them faded away. In that instant, Jack felt a connection unlike anything he had ever experienced before. It was as if he had known Y/N his entire life, as if their souls were somehow intertwined, destined to find each other in this moment.

As the team continued to welcome Y/N, Jack couldn't shake the feeling of warmth spreading through him. He wanted nothing more than to get to know her, to learn every little detail about the person who had captured his heart with just a smile.

Throughout the rest of the day, Jack found himself stealing glances at Y/N whenever he could, his heart racing with anticipation. And as they interacted more and more, Jack knew without a doubt that Y/N was someone special – someone he couldn't imagine his life without.

The locker room was buzzing with excitement as Y/N set up her phone to film the latest TikTok for the New Jersey Devils' social media account. Jack Hughes sat in his locker, lacing up his skates, trying to focus on the game ahead, but his attention kept drifting to Y/N.

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Y/N moved around the room with ease, her energy infectious as she interacted with the players, her phone poised to capture every moment. Despite his nerves about being on camera, Jack couldn't help but admire her passion for her work.

"Hey, Jack, want to be in this TikTok?" Y/N called out, flashing him a playful grin.

Jack's heart skipped a beat at the invitation. He wasn't usually a fan of being filmed, but if it meant getting Y/N's attention, he was willing to make an exception.

"Sure, why not?" Jack replied with a nervous chuckle, standing up from his locker and joining Y/N in front of the camera.

As Y/N began recording, she turned to Jack with a mischievous glint in her eye. "Alright, Jack, when's the last time you called your parents for something?"

Jack's cheeks flushed with embarrassment as he racked his brain for an answer. He wasn't used to being put on the spot like this, especially in front of his teammates.

"Uh, I think it was last week," Jack said, his voice slightly shaky with nerves. "I called my mom to ask for her chicken soup recipe."

Y/N laughed, the sound music to Jack's ears. "Classic mom move. Thanks, Jack!"

As Y/N moved on to the next player, Jack couldn't help but feel a sense of pride swell within him. Despite his initial discomfort with being on camera, he was grateful for the opportunity to make Y/N smile, even if it meant stepping out of his comfort zone.

Throughout the rest of the day, Jack found himself eagerly anticipating the next TikTok shoot, eager to spend more time with Y/N and show her just how much he was willing to do for her attention.

Jack couldn't help but steal glances at Y/N as she bustled around, her infectious smile brightening the room. From the moment he first met her, he was captivated by her warmth, her kindness, and her unwavering passion for the team. She was more than just a colleague to him; she was his everything.

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As the game drew nearer, Jack found himself growing more nervous, not about the match, but about introducing Y/N to his family. He wanted them to see what he saw – an incredible woman who had stolen his heart. Taking a deep breath, he approached Y/N who was busy checking her phone for the latest fan tweets.

"Hey, Y/N," Jack said, his voice slightly shaky with nerves.

Y/N looked up, her eyes lighting up at the sight of him. "Hey, Jack! Ready for the game tonight?"

Jack nodded, a small smile playing on his lips. "Yeah, but there's something else I wanted to talk to you about."

Y/N raised an eyebrow, curious. "What's up?"

Jack took a moment to gather his thoughts before speaking. "I was thinking... after the game, would you want to meet my parents? They are in town, and I'd love for them to meet you."

Y/N's eyes widened in surprise, a blush creeping up her cheeks. "Really? You want me to meet your family?"

Jack nodded, his heart pounding in his chest. "Yeah, I want them to see how amazing you are. What do you say?"

Y/N's smile grew wider, and she nodded enthusiastically. "I'd love to, Jack. Thank you for inviting me."

Jack felt a wave of relief wash over him, knowing that Y/N had accepted his invitation. As they went about their respective duties leading up to the game, Jack couldn't shake the feeling of anticipation building inside him. He couldn't wait for his family to meet the woman who had stolen his heart.

After the game ended in a thrilling victory for the Devils, Jack wasted no time in leading Y/N to where his family was waiting outside the arena. As they approached, Jack's heart pounded in his chest, nervousness mixing with excitement.

"Mom, Dad, this is Y/N," Jack said, his voice filled with pride as he introduced Y/N to his parents.

Y/N greeted them with a warm smile, her eyes sparkling with kindness. "It's so nice to finally meet you both. Jack has told me so much about you."

Jack's parents exchanged a knowing glance, a smile tugging at their lips. They could see just how much Jack was head over heels in love with Y/N, and they couldn't be happier for him.

"It's wonderful to meet you too, Y/N," Jack's mom said, pulling her into a hug. "We've heard a lot about you too."

As they chatted and laughed together, Jack couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment wash over him. Seeing Y/N getting along so well with his family only reaffirmed his feelings for her.

As they continued to chat, Jack's dad couldn't help but tease Jack a little. "So, Jack, when were you planning on introducing us to this lovely lady? We were starting to think you were keeping her all to yourself."

Jack laughed nervously, scratching the back of his head. "I wanted to make sure it was the right time, Dad. But I'm glad you finally get to meet her."

Y/N chuckled at the exchange, feeling instantly at ease with Jack's family. "Well, I'm just grateful Jack invited me. I've been looking forward to meeting you both."

Jack's mom smiled warmly at Y/N. "We're glad you're here, dear. Jack hasn't stopped talking about you since the day he met you."

Jack's cheeks flushed with embarrassment, but he couldn't hide the smile that spread across his face. "I can't help it. Y/N is pretty amazing."

The conversation flowed effortlessly as they walked to Jack's family's car, Jack's younger brother Luke joining in with his usual enthusiasm. Luke immediately took a liking to Y/N, chatting animatedly with her about the latest hockey game and sharing stories from his own experiences with the team.

As they reached the car, Jack's mom turned to Y/N with a twinkle in her eye. "Y/N, would you like to join us for dinner tonight? We'd love to get to know you better."

Y/N's eyes lit up with excitement, and she glanced at Jack for confirmation. He nodded eagerly, his heart swelling with happiness at the prospect of spending more time with Y/N and his family.

"I would love to," Y/N said with a bright smile. "Thank you so much for the invitation."

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The dinner scene unfolded with a comforting ambiance of familial warmth, as the aroma of delicious home-cooked meals filled the air and laughter resonated throughout the room. Jack's family had gone above and beyond to make Y/N feel welcomed, and as they all sat around the table, it was evident that this evening would leave a lasting impression on everyone present.

As the meal progressed, Jack's mom, with her nurturing demeanor, couldn't resist peppering Y/N with questions, eager to learn more about the woman who had captured her son's heart. "Y/N, dear, you must tell us more about yourself. Jack has told us so much, but we want to hear it from you."

Y/N, her cheeks flushed with warmth at the attention, smiled gratefully. "Well, there's not much to tell, really. I grew up in a small town not too far from here, and ever since I can remember, I've had a passion for hockey. It's been a dream come true to work with the Devils."

Jack's dad, a beacon of support and wisdom, nodded approvingly. "That's wonderful to hear, Y/N. We can tell how much you love what you do."

The conversation flowed effortlessly, with Jack's family sharing stories of their own and Y/N reciprocating with tales from her childhood and her experiences with the team. With each passing moment, the bond between Y/N and Jack's family grew stronger, the shared laughter and camaraderie weaving them together like threads in a tapestry.

As the evening drew to a close and the remnants of the meal were cleared away, Jack's mom turned to Y/N with a smile that radiated warmth. "Y/N, we're so grateful to have you here tonight. You've brought so much joy into our home, and we can't wait to spend more time with you in the future."

Y/N's heart swelled with gratitude, feeling truly embraced by Jack's family. "Thank you so much for having me. I've had a wonderful time tonight."

Jack found himself walking Y/N to the door, a mischievous glint in his eyes as they exchanged playful banter under the soft glow of the porch light.

"So, did you have fun tonight?" Jack inquired, a smirk tugging at the corners of his lips as he stole a sideways glance at Y/N.

Y/N's smile was radiant, her eyes reflecting the warmth of the evening. "Of course I did. Your family is amazing, Jack. I feel so lucky to have met them."

Jack's heart swelled with affection at her words, his gaze lingering on her as they approached the front door. "Well, they're pretty fond of you too, you know. I think my mom might like you more than she likes me."

Y/N laughed, a melodious sound that sent a shiver down Jack's spine. "I highly doubt that, but I appreciate the sentiment."

With a surge of boldness, Jack closed the remaining distance between them, his lips capturing hers in a tender kiss. The world seemed to fade away as they shared the moment, the gentle rhythm of their hearts beating in sync.

Little did they know, Luke had been watching from the hallway, a knowing smile spreading across his face. He had always suspected there was a spark between his brother and Y/N, and seeing them together only confirmed his suspicions.

As Jack and Y/N reluctantly pulled away, their cheeks flushed with a mixture of excitement and bashfulness, Luke couldn't resist teasing them. "Well, well, well, looks like someone finally worked up the courage to make a move."

Jack's cheeks flushed with embarrassment as he shot Luke a playful glare. "Mind your own business, Luke."

Y/N giggled, feeling a newfound sense of camaraderie with Jack's younger brother. "Don't worry, Jack. I think it's sweet."

With a final goodbye and promises to see each other again soon, Y/N stepped out into the night, leaving Jack standing in the doorway with a smile on his face and a warmth in his heart that he knew would linger long after she was gone.

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As they sat in the meeting, Jack and Y/N couldn't deny the magnetic pull between them, their gazes constantly gravitating towards each other despite the discussions happening around them. It was as if the air crackled with unspoken words and unfulfilled desires, heightening the tension between them to almost unbearable levels.

Jack found himself mesmerized by Y/N's every movement, from the way her hair fell in gentle waves around her face to the way her lips curved into a subtle smile. He longed to reach out and brush his fingers against hers, to feel the warmth of her touch and lose himself in the depths of her eyes.

Meanwhile, Y/N's heart raced with each stolen glance at Jack, her cheeks flushing with a mixture of excitement and apprehension. She couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to finally give in to the undeniable attraction between them, to explore the depths of their connection without any inhibitions holding them back.

As the meeting dragged on, the tension between Jack and Y/N only seemed to intensify, reaching a crescendo that left them both breathless. Every accidental touch sent shivers down their spines, igniting a fire within them that threatened to consume them whole.

Finally, as the meeting came to an end and the rest of the team began to file out of the room, Jack and Y/N shared a lingering look filled with silent promises and unspoken desires. It was a moment that spoke volumes, a silent agreement to explore the depths of their connection and embrace the undeniable chemistry between them.

And as they stepped out of the meeting room and into the bustling office, the rest of the team couldn't help but notice the subtle shift in the dynamic between Jack and Y/N. They exchanged knowing looks and playful nudges, silently rooting for them to finally acknowledge the feelings that had been simmering beneath the surface for so long.

For Jack and Y/N, the tension between them was undeniable, a palpable electricity that coursed through their veins and bound them together in a way that neither of them could resist.

The air in the locker room was charged with excitement as the team prepared for another game. Amidst the hustle and bustle, Jack stole a moment alone with Y/N, his heart pounding with nervous anticipation.

"Hey, Y/N," Jack said, his voice laced with a hint of flirtation as he flashed her a playful grin.

Y/N turned to him, a smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "Hey, Jack. What's up?"

Jack took a deep breath, summoning all his courage as he reached out to gently cup Y/N's cheek. "I've been thinking, and I was wondering if you'd like to go out with me. Like, officially."

Y/N's eyes widened in surprise, a blush creeping up her cheeks. "Really? You mean like, be your girlfriend?"

Jack nodded, his heart racing with anticipation. "Yeah, exactly like that. So, what do you say?"

Y/N's smile widened into a grin as she leaned in closer to Jack, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "Well, I suppose I could make an exception for you, Hughes."

With that, Jack's face broke into a radiant smile as he leaned in to capture Y/N's lips in a sweet, tender kiss. The world seemed to fade away as they lost themselves in the moment, the warmth of their embrace enveloping them like a cocoon.

And then, as if on cue, the rest of the team burst into applause, their cheers filling the locker room with a chorus of celebration. Jack and Y/N pulled away from each other, their cheeks flushed with happiness as they basked in the glow of their newfound relationship.

As the applause died down, Jack couldn't help but feel a surge of gratitude for the incredible woman standing before him. With her by his side, he knew that anything was possible, and he couldn't wait to embark on this new chapter of their lives together.

And so, amidst the cheers and laughter of their teammates, Jack and Y/N shared one final kiss, sealing their newfound love with a promise to cherish each other for eternity.

#hockey #nhl x reader #new jersey devils #nj devils #jack hughes #jack hughes x reader #jack hughes x y/n #jack hughes blurb #jack hughes imagine #njd

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i was wondering if you could write something about harry and famous!reader where they’ve been dating for a while and reader makes cameos in harry’s music videos (sometimes big parts and sometimes small parts in the background) and it’s just a cute thing that harry and reader love and so do their fans💕

pairing: Harry Styles x famous!reader

a/n: Thank you so much for requesting, I hope you like it!

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2017

yourinstagram

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yourinstagram don't let the video fool you, he was terrified to fly two metres above the ground

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harrystyles Lies, lies, lies. I am very brave.

⤷ yourinstagram of course you were. of course.

annetwist He was afraid of heights when he was younger!

gemmastyles You should just write that you are better than him.

⤷ yourinstagram I should, shouldn't I?

⤷ gemmastyles That's my sister (from another kister)!

harryupdates ohhh, yn was behind the scenes!!!

hArrysbtch i love how she's been supporting him from the very beginning

⤷ harryoftimes hi, im quite new to fandom. can you tell me how long have they been together?

⤷ hArrysbtch oh, they've been together since like 2013! right after YN got famous for her voice acting in Tangled!

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harrystyles

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harrystyles // KIWI // MUSIC VIDEO // OUT NOW // starring Lily YSN //

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yourinstagram The star is here!!!!

⤷ harrystyles Thank you, love.

⤷ yourinstagram I was talking about Lily, my little star.

annetwist Adorable!

harryupdates yn's sister in the video???

harrysmoustache YSN family is just THAT famoly: talented, beautiful, unproblematic

hArrysbtch i can't believe that he filmed a video with children to the song about faking the big 'o' and all that

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2019

harryupdates

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harryupdates HARRY and YN for LIGHTS UP music video!!!

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hArrysbtch WTFJSIW

hArrysbtch he mistook the 'tube' app. it wasn't meant for YouTube. no way.

harrysmoustache well... I've never thought I would see a video of THE yn and THE harry grinding against each other. especially in a video that was APPROVED by both of them

stylesbabie it's a great day to be bi 🏳️‍🌈

harrysmylife but but but, the scene were suddenly all other people disappear and they are alone just 'brushing'??? CINEMA

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yourinstagram

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yourinstagram there is no land quite like it... written by yours truly, starring my man and my beautiful baby boy

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harrystyles The smile that brightens the world.

⤷ yourinstagram all yours.

⤷ harrystyles Debatable.

annetwist My beautiful grandson is already a star! 🥰

gemmastyles petition to release the 'baby' cut!!!

harryupdates THEY HAVE A SON???

hArrysbtch those bitches grew the whole baby while being gone from the media and all

harrysmoustache it doesn't surprise him that the most cinematic music video was written by yn

stylesbabie i still hope he's releasing the mv for watermelon sugar

⤷ gemmastyles Please, don't.

⤷ harrystyles :))

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2020

hArrysbtch

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hArrysbtch just my fav stills from watermelon sugar mv...

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harryupdates I still can't believe he did it

harrysmoustache all of the moments of yn are just majestic. it feels wrong to watch it, but I can't take my eyes off the screen!!!

harrysmylife it's even better when you see that all harry's individual shots are right after yn's.

stylesbabie oh he enjoyed that watermelon sugar, oh he did

harrysmylove im just happy for her, she's in good hands. really good hands from what I saw in this video

harrysfan56 no wonder they have a whole child now

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2021

harrystyles

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harrystyles // Happy New Year, from The Styles to You // TPWK music video is out now //

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yourinstagram I'm the Styles.

⤷ harrystyles Yes, you are. ❤️

gemmastyles My girl leading the dance because of his two left feet.

⤷ harrystyles Didn't you see our Dirty Dancing moves?

annetwist The Styles production!

harryupdates they are married. woah.

harryupdates it really should stop making me all surprised that this man is announcing something huge so casually.

hArrysbtch MY FAVOURITE COUPLE IS MARRIED !!!

harrysmoustache that's what I'm talking about

harrysfan84 finally the tpwk video!!!!!

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2022

ynandharryupdates

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ynandharryupdates HARRY with his and YN'S second baby in the BTS for As It Was... they have another child...

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yourinstagram she's a mommy's daughter

⤷ harrystyles Nope. Daddy's daughter.

⤷ ynandharryupdates HELLO YOU TWO

harryupdates THEIR LITTLE FAMILY OF FOUR...

hArrysbtch they are not stopping with those babies and good, share those good genes

stylesbabie the way she was so happy in harry's arms and then heard yn's voice nad immediately started looking for her

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yourinstagram

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yourinstagram 📣announcment📣 somehow I have fallen pregnant. If you know the possible reason for it, please send it my way, we need to talk.

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harrystyles I may know it, but it's conidential.

⤷ yourinstagram im on the couch in need of answers, pickles and cuddles

⤷ harrystyles Happy to provide.

annetwist You're making me the happiest grandma on earth

gemmastyles I don't want to know. BUT I will spoil this little wonder as much as I can

harryupdates she was like 'fine, have it' and I love her for it

hArrysbtch YN you know how babies are made, don't you? it beginning with s and ends with x...

⤷ yourinstagram SIX??? no way. what's next, NINE?

⤷ stylesbabie NASTY

⤷ hArrysbtch yn you little tease

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harrystyles

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harrystyles LATE NIGHT TALKING. OUT NOW. with YN YSN-STYLES.

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yourinstagram you meanie. i have tickles.

harryupdates she's in his every video, i love it

hArrysbtch if I ever have a partner im gonna show them off just the way harry does with yn

harrysmylife ohhhh

harrysmoustache the video was so sweet and wholesome!

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yourinstagram

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yourinstagram 10 years together. 3 years sharing the last name. I couldn't ask for a better partner to go through life with.

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harrystyles There could be no better person to share children with. You being their mother is the best that could meet them.

⤷ yourinstagram im still emotional. stop.

annetwist There could be no one better for my son.

gemmastyles I'm still mad you aren't with me, but that way I wouldn't be an aunt. So okay, have it, little brother.

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a/n: i enjoyed so much writing for this pair. should i write some more?

#harry styles #harry styles x reader #harry styles x you #harry styles imagine #harry styles fanfiction #harry styles instagram #harry styles one shot #harry styles fake ig #famous!reader #dad!harry

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ʙʀᴏᴋᴇɴ ɪɴ

ᴅᴇᴇᴘᴛʜʀᴏᴀᴛ/ᴅᴀᴄʀʏᴘʜɪʟɪᴀ ➠ ʏᴜɴʜᴏ

pairing: bf! yunho x fem! reader

genre: smut

summary: your boyfriend has a surprise for you.

w.c: 2.7k

warnings: hard dom! yunho, sub! reader, big dick yunnie, mc and yunho are both perverts here <3, sexting, brief implied voyeurism/exhibitionism, masturbation, yunnie wears a balaclava ^^ so mask kink!!, cnc roleplay, glove kink?? idk, name calling, pet names, praise, degradation, dirty talk, fingering, oral (giving/receiving), fingering, squirting, deep-throating, choking, breath play, throatpie

a/n: you can’t tell me that the guy in the banner doesn’t look like yunho hehe. so yeah this is one of my top fantasies and i almost lost my goddamn mind during the writing process >< enjoy my loves!!!

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ᴍᴀꜱᴄᴀʀᴀ ʙʏ ᴅᴇꜰᴛᴏɴᴇꜱ

0:01 ❍─────── 4:28

Volume: ▁▂▃▄▅▆▇ 100%

ᴘʀᴇᴠ | ꜰꜰꜰ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ | ɴᴇxᴛ

After work one night, you found yourself coming home to a dark, empty house, not finding your boyfriend on the couch playing one of his favorite video games, which was unusual. The only thing that accompanied the silence was the occasional booming clap of thunder, millions of rain droplets hitting the roof of your house, flashes of lightning temporarily brightening up your living room through the sliding glass windows.

You took off your shoes and settled into the couch, turning on the TV to unwind. A few minutes passed, allowing you to fully relax, feeling your eyes grow heavy the longer you listened to the almost hypnotic sound of heavy rainfall. It wasn’t until your phone vibrated that you snapped out of it. You pulled your phone out of your pocket just in time to see the screen light up with a new message from your boyfriend.

ɪ’ʟʟ ʙᴇ ʜᴏᴍᴇ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ʟᴀᴛᴇ ᴛᴏɴɪɢʜᴛ ʙᴀʙʏ. ɢᴏᴛ ᴄᴀᴜɢʜᴛ ᴜᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ꜰᴜɴ ^^ ɪᴛ’ꜱ ᴀ ꜱᴜʀᴘʀɪꜱᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ ♡ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴛɪᴅᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ♡

ɪᴍᴀɢᴇ.ᴘɴɢ

Yunho had sent you a photo of himself inside a stall at his workplace bathroom, his pants pooled around his hips, his belt splayed open, one of his hands pulling the lip of his boxers down enough so that he could comfortably hold his hard, heavy cock, clear drops of pre-cum visibly dripping down along the sizable vein that led from his reddened cockhead to his balls.

Fuck. So much for falling asleep. Now, you were wired. And was Yunho referring to that surprise? If he was, then you had a lot to be looking forward to that night.

The image of Yunho holding his leaking cock stuck inside your mind like glue as you sifted through your toy collection inside your bedroom, trying to find something that would satiate the ache you felt in between your legs. Before you knew it, you had managed to grab your favorite toy. “Gotcha, bitch,” you mused to yourself, pulling out the clone-a-cock your boyfriend had bought for you. He filled the mold himself and everything, awarding you with a thick, nine inch suction-cup replica of his cock that you could use to fuck yourself dumb with whenever he wasn’t around. And there was no time better than the present.

Once you threw on one of Yunho’s oversized t-shirts and a simple pair of panties, you made your way back into the living room, dildo and lube in hand, and a big perverted smile on your face. You stuck the dildo directly onto the glass of the sliding door, gazing past the streaks of rain and staring at the trees and foliage that lined your backyard. You could’ve sworn you saw something shuffling around inside one of the bushes, squinting your eyes a bit more, when your phone vibrated again.

ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍɪꜱꜱ ᴍᴇ ʙᴀʙʏ? ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪꜱʜ ɪ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ ʀɴ? ᴡɪꜱʜ ᴍʏ ᴄᴏᴄᴋ ᴡᴀꜱ ɪɴꜱɪᴅᴇ ʏᴏᴜ?

ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏ.ᴍᴘ3

Instead of a still image, Yunho provided you with a ninety second clip of him spitting into his hand and vigorously jerking himself off inside the stall, panting harshly into the mic, groaning out, “Y/N, fuck, babyyy,” until his words morphed into small, staccato moans, his hand squeezing around his cockhead just as spurts of liquid shot out and landed on his phone, creating a milky film over the camera lens before the clip ended.

It seemed like Yunho was trying to drive you insane on purpose. Was that video your surprise? What else did you have to look forward to? The anticipation of what was to come filled you with adrenaline, lust, and clear desperation, already finding yourself with two hands around the long dildo that was hanging off of the glass, lubing it up with the water based warming gel you had previously squirted into your hands. Without wasting another second, you positioned yourself on your knees away from the window and pulled your shorts to the side, before you pushed back onto the thick silicone cock, moaning out as it filled you up.

You fucked yourself to your heart’s content, driving yourself back over and over again, wishing you were getting pounded by your boyfriend, knowing he would manipulate your body like a doll’s to get you in the positon he wanted to fuck your brains out in. It felt so good to get filled up, you almost forgot to return Yunho’s message with a video of your own, one that showcased the way your cunt swallowed the toy as you rammed yourself back onto it, your hooded eyes gazing at the camera, your mouth forming an ‘o’, Yunho’s name gracing your lips. You hit send and dropped your phone onto the carpet to concentrate on reaching your high.

Just as you were about to cum, a sudden flash of white went across your dark living room, causing your heart to stop momentarily. Something inside you told you that it wasn’t just a sudden bout of lightning, though the logical side of you told you otherwise. Either way, the build up of your orgasm began to fade away, encouraging you to slide off of the dripping dildo and check your phone, realizing you got a text from Yunho.

ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴠɪᴅ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ɪꜱ ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴍʏ ᴄᴏᴄᴋ ᴛʜʀᴏʙ ʙᴀʙʏ ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴀᴅᴍɪᴛ

ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴠɪᴇᴡ ♡

ɪᴍᴀɢᴇ.ᴘɴɢ

Your heart skipped one too many beats as your trembling fingers opened the image, seeing a voyeur’s view of your solo sexcapades in action, the flash clearly on due to the bright reflection in the window inside the 4K photo. Was this the surprise Yunho was talking about? Was he outside all along, getting off on you pleasuring yourself with what was supposed to be his cock?

It was then that you heard a soft knocking sound coming from the other side of the sliding door. Your eyes darted up, seeing the dark outline of a tall man standing on the opposite side of the glass, just a foot away from you. What was even more frighteningly arousing was that the man was faceless, wearing a balaclava to hide his identity.

You screamed instinctively, dropping your phone, unable to get up from the floor from how shocked you were, especially once the glass door began to slide open, the sound of rainfall even louder than before, the cold night air sending a slew of chill bumps across your exposed flesh.

“Surprise, baby, I’m breaking in,” Yunho said in a low, almost melodic tone, one that he only used when he was in a special headspace, one that you mutually enjoyed. “I’m tired of seeing you play with your pussy like that. I want in.”

“Go away! G-get out of here!” you yelled out, playing the part, your pulse quickening as you reached for a throw pillow that was sitting on the couch and tossed it at Yunho, doing your best to get up and get away from him.

You barely made it to the hallway when Yunho grabbed you by the hair and pushed your head and chest into the wall, pressing himself against your ass, allowing you to feel just how hard he was underneath his damp joggers. “I-i can feel how hard you are…It’s disgusting…”

Yunho groaned at your mean words, slowly rubbing his cock against the curve of your ass, chuckling at the way you automatically arched your back. “Now, now. Don’t pretend you’re not soaking wet for me, little slut. Your little body’s just begging me to use it.” He squeezed your tits through your shirt, making you jolt.

“No, don’t touch me there,” you whined pathetically, arching more into his touch.

Yunho nuzzled his face into your neck, taking a deep inhale of your warm, flowery scent, letting out a low ‘mmm’ onto your skin. “But, baby, you’re just asking to be touched when you wear something this thin, you know? Just look at the way it’s showing off your cute little tits. Shows just how needy you are,” he mused huskily into your ear, reaching around your body to grope at your tits through your oversized t-shirt, rubbing your nipples in slow, teasing circles, occasionally squeezing them roughly, feeling them harden up underneath his gloved finger tips, eliciting an unmistakable moan from you. “Oh, that’s it, huh? Like it rough, baby?”

“Sh-shut up…” you whispered, melting into him the longer he groped and pulled at your tits, feeling his cock throb periodically against your ass, his hands slowly moving down your abdomen to your hips, then down to your inner thighs, his fingers ghosting over your bare pussy through your sleep shorts.

“Mm, you wouldn’t be showing off this cute little cunt of yours if you didn’t want someone like me to play with it, either. If you didn’t want to be violated like this…” Yunho continued, appearing to breathe a little harder than before, rubbing your clit up and down, your shorts so nonexistent that his fingers found your plump, wet folds, the both of you able to hear how slick you were. “Jesus, you’re so fucking wet, baby. You like that I’m taking what I want?”

“N-no…” you lied in a soft, breathy voice, your cheek smushed against the wall from the way Yunho had you pinned against it, suddenly finding yourself being spun around so that you had to face the masked man, just as he slipped two long, gloved fingers into your cunt up to the knuckle, Yunho parting his lips just as you did, moaning along with you once he began to roughly finger-fuck you.

“Oh, baby, you’re such a bad liar…I can feel your pretty cunt squeezing hard around my fingers…Must feel good to be filled like this after trying so hard to cum around a fake cock. You must be aching for the real thing, aren’t you, Y/N?”

“P-pleaseee…stop…” It was when Yunho curled his thrusting fingers that you tossed your head back against the wall, your thighs squeezing together. Yunho forced his knee in between them to keep them open, causing more slick to drip down his veiny forearm and onto the wood floor below.

“Aww, you’re so cute when you think you’re in control,” Yunho sighed out, slowly lowering himself to his knees, not ceasing the violent movement of his squelching fingers for even a second. Your garbled little ‘mm-hmm’ made Yunho chuckle, lifting the bottom of his balaclava to expose the lower half of his face, bringing his nose to your clit, bumping it lightly against it as he inhaled your scent, lapping up the heavy wetness that dripped down your slit. “Mm, is my dirty little slut going to cum on my face?”

“Y-eesssss…” As soon as Yunho slipped a third finger inside your cunt and stretched you out, your eyes rolled back, your body jolting against the wall, a spray of arousal shooting out of you and coating the bottom of Yunho’s partially masked face. He caught your squirt on his lips and tongue, moaning just from tasting your abundant arousal.

“Good girl, that’s such a good girl,” Yunho praised you breathily, slipping his fingers out of you and spreading you open with his thumbs instead, so that he could noisily slurp your juices down his parched throat.

Whining, you held his head down, pulling the balaclava off in the process to see his flushed, pretty face in its entirety, his soaked hair clinging to his forehead. “Feels so good, Yunnie…” you sighed, completely blissed out, rubbing your cunt along his lips and tongue once he stuck it out.

“A-aaaah, such a naughty girl,” Yunho said with his mouth full, tonguing your cunt the best he could, using his fingers to rub your stiff clit in harsh circles until another wave of clear liquid splashed onto his face, some of it dripping along his bobbing throat, drinking down your arousal like he needed it to live. “Fucking hell, baby, I’m so hard right now…”

“Give me your cock, Yunho. I need it right now. Please,” you begged your boyfriend, who was still leaving licks and kisses over your pulsing cunt.

Yunho eventually stood up, giving his lips a good lick, bringing his hands up around your head, slowly pushing you down until you were on your knees before him, your head pressed into the wall. “I’ll give you my cock, baby…Give it to you nice and deep…”

You watched with wide eyes as Yunho lowered his joggers and pulled out his leaking cock, catching the heavy tip on your tongue when he slapped it down. “In my throat?” you whispered, reaching up to place your hands on his slender hips.

“Good girl,” Yunho praised, patting you on the head, before clutching it tightly with one hand, rubbing his cockhead around your face and lips, leaving a taste of bitter pre-cum on your lips. “Since I made you cum that hard, I deserve to fuck your tight little throat just as hard and leave you with a tummy full of cum, don’t I? It’s only fair.”

“I don’t swallow,” you lied, shaking your head, delighted by the way Yunho opened your jaw with his free hand and force fed you his oversized cock until your mouth was fully stuffed.

“You’re gonna learn to swallow today, little slut. Now take my cock,” Yunho chuckled darkly, creating a makeshift ponytail around his fist, before he expertly sent his hips forward, driving his heavy cock into your mouth and down your willing throat.

You moaned and gurgled on his rapidly moving cock, your throat making a new, much more obscene sound the longer he drove your face into his pelvis, his pubic hair tickling the tip of your nose, tears forming inside your eyes. “Mmmnnnn…”

“Oh my god, are you crying just for me, princess?” Yunho suddenly groaned, his cock pulsing inside your bulging throat, tugging roughly at your hair, keeping you pinned against the wall, only allowing you to take exactly what he decided to give you, which, this time, was a brutal throat fuck. “Why are you crying, baby? Cuz’ my cock’s down your throat? Does it feel that good?”

All you could was let out choked, muddled moans, your hands squeezing into Yunho’s moving hips, your mind positively blank, the only thing you could focus on in the moment was one of Yunho’s gloved hands expertly wrapping around your throat to diminish your airways, leaving you pleasantly dizzy, your eyes rolling upwards.

“I know how much my pretty girl loves to be choked. Wanna choke on my cum next?” your boyfriend mused softly, in between pants, smiling fondly down at you, a few drops of either sweat or rain landing on your face below, rubbing your tears away from your watery eyes, smearing your mascara down your cheek bones until Yunho’s hips began to stutter, more thick globs of pre-cum leaking down your throat. “Fuck, here it comes, it’s all for you, baby…”

Just as you began to swallow the obscene load of cum down your throat, Yunho pinched your nose, leading you to look up at him, more tears escaping your eyes, beginning to choke.

“You can do it, baby…Go on and swallow for me…” Yunho whispered under his breath, clearly getting off on the way you struggled to breath with his load pouring into your raw throat.

With your heart and cunt pounding incessantly, you gulped down the rest of your boyfriend’s load without hesitation, a few coughs bubbling out of you once Yunho let you go. “Holy fuck…” you exhaled, your gravelly voice proof of how you had been used.

“Was that everything you dreamed of, my love?” Yunho asked softly, taking his soiled gloves off to caress your cheek lovingly, idly pushing a few strands of hair behind your ear.

“Yeah,” you replied instantly, nuzzling into his head, looking up at him with your big doe eyes. “Though…I need one more thing.”

Yunho gave you a sweet smile, gently rubbing his thumb along your cheek. “What’s that, princess?”

You pouted a bit. “Your cock. I wanna be fucked raw, Yunnie…”

“I hear you, princess.” And with that, Yunho picked you up and hoisted you over his shoulder, making you squeak with delight, giving your ass a good squeeze on the way to your bedroom.

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