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thehufflepuffavenger1 · 6 months

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The Fan (Dando x reader)

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In the heart of Monza, the Italian Grand Prix buzzed with excitement. The McLaren F1 team, led by their star drivers Lando Norris and Daniel Ricciardo, was having a meet-and-greet session with fans. Among them was a devoted fan, you, eagerly waiting to meet your racing idols.

As the line slowly moved forward, you clutched a custom-made McLaren cap and a poster, hoping for a chance to exchange a few words with Lando and Daniel. Finally, it was your turn. Lando, with his signature bright smile, greeted you first.

"Hey there! Thanks for coming out, really appreciate the support. What's your name?" You introduced yourself, feeling a mix of nerves and excitement. Lando signed your cap and the poster, engaging in a quick conversation about the thrilling race weekend.Meanwhile, Daniel, with his infectious grin, joined in.

"G'day! How are you enjoying the race so far?" You shared your enthusiasm for the event, and Daniel, always up for a good time, cracked a joke, lightening the atmosphere. He signed your merchandise and engaged in a playful banter with Lando.

Suddenly, an announcement rang through the venue, signaling the end of the session. Disappointed that the interaction was coming to a close, you gathered your signed memorabilia. But Lando noticed your disappointment.

"Hey, before you go, would you like a quick photo?"With a nod, you posed between Lando and Daniel, the McLaren drivers wrapping their arms around you for the picture. The camera clicked, freezing the moment in time.

As you thanked them, Lando and Daniel exchanged a knowing glance. "Thanks for your support, really means a lot," Daniel said warmly."We'll catch you around," Lando added with a wink, the duo turning back to greet the next fan in line.

Walking away from the encounter, you couldn't stop smiling, reliving the brief but unforgettable interaction. The thrill of meeting your racing idols lingered, making the Grand Prix experience even more memorable. The passion and warmth of the McLaren drivers had made your day - a tale to share and cherish.

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The vibrant Monza paddock buzzed with the post-meet-and-greet energy. Lando and Daniel, walking back to their motorhome, couldn't help but gush about their interaction with you, the fan who had left an indelible mark on them.

"Lando, mate, wasn't she just the loveliest fan we've met?" Daniel grinned, recalling the genuine enthusiasm in your eyes.

"She was, wasn't she? So sweet and passionate about the sport," Lando replied, his signature smile widening. "And did you see how excited she was to be here?"

"Yeah, and she was genuinely interested in what we had to say. It's refreshing," Daniel chimed in. The duo continued chatting about your enthusiasm, your smile, and the brief moments they shared with you. Both drivers found themselves drawn to your genuine appreciation for the sport and your warmth. "Imagine if all our fans were like her," Daniel mused, a touch of longing in his voice.Lando nodded.

"Yeah, it'd make these meet-and-greets even more fun." Later, during a casual chat with fellow drivers, Lando and Daniel couldn't help but bring up their encounter with you.

"Lads, we met this incredible fan today at the session," Daniel began, excitement evident in his voice.

"She was genuinely interested in our chat, so passionate about racing." Lando jumped in, "She made us feel like we were chatting with an old friend. It was awesome."The other drivers chuckled, but they couldn't miss the genuine admiration and a hint of fondness in the McLaren drivers' voices when speaking about you.

As the day wound down and the excitement of the race weekend continued, Lando and Daniel found themselves occasionally mentioning you in their conversations. There was something special about the way you had left an impression on them, a spark of genuine connection amidst the whirlwind of race events.

Unbeknownst to you, in the midst of their busy schedules, Lando and Daniel found themselves secretly hoping for another encounter with the remarkable fan whose infectious enthusiasm had left a lasting impact on them.

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Amidst the bustling paddock, you found yourself navigating the maze of team motorhomes and trailers. Eager to catch a glimpse of the drivers' activities, you took a wrong turn and ended up in an area you hadn't explored before. Unbeknownst to you, this path led you right into a space where the Red Bull, Ferrari, and Mercedes team motorhomes were adjacent to the McLaren setup.

As you wandered, engrossed in the sights, you turned a corner and suddenly collided with someone.

"Oops, sorry!" you exclaimed, steadying yourself after the accidental collision. Surprise flashed across your face as you realized the person you'd bumped into was none other than Lando Norris. Beside him stood Daniel Ricciardo, and to your shock, the Red Bull, Ferrari, and Mercedes drivers were gathered close by, engaged in a discussion. Lando and Daniel, momentarily taken aback by the unexpected encounter, quickly recovered, their cheeks flushing slightly upon seeing you.

"Hey, it's you! What are you doing here?" Lando asked with a mixture of surprise and delight. The other drivers, catching the commotion, turned their attention to the unfolding scene. Max Verstappen, Charles Leclerc, Lewis Hamilton, and the others exchanged amused glances, realizing the McLaren drivers' evident surprise and blushes upon seeing you again.

"Ah, the mystery fan!" Max exclaimed with a grin, recognizing you from their earlier conversation.Charles chimed in,

"Seems like our McLaren friends have found someone special here." While Lando and Daniel tried to maintain composure, their subtle blushes betrayed their emotions.

"Yeah, we, uh, just got lost," Daniel chuckled, attempting to ease the moment. Amid the laughter and friendly banter among the drivers, you found yourself at the center of attention, feeling a mix of embarrassment and amusement at the unexpected reunion.The McLaren drivers, in the midst of the light-hearted teasing, couldn't help but steal glances at you, their earlier fondness for you now amplified by this unexpected encounter.As the moment passed and the drivers resumed their conversations, Lando and Daniel exchanged a quick, bashful glance, their hearts racing a bit faster at the serendipitous meeting.

The memory of this accidental reunion lingered, leaving a subtle but sweet sensation in the air - a moment that would be remembered by all, adding a touch of unexpected joy to an already thrilling race week.

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The day after the unexpected encounter in the paddock, you received an unexpected message from Lando and Daniel. The McLaren drivers had extended an invitation to join them for dinner at Lando's place, wanting to continue the conversation and share more stories about racing and their experiences.

Excited and flattered, you arrived at Lando's place, greeted warmly by the two drivers. The evening kicked off with stories, banter, and laughter. As the night progressed, the teasing between the McLaren drivers and their subtle hints about their feelings for you were interlaced with jokes and playful banter.

"So, have you found your way around without getting lost today?" Daniel teased with a grin, recalling your accidental encounter the day before.

Lando chimed in, "Yeah, we were worried you might end up in the Ferrari garage this time!" Amid the playful banter, both drivers kept dropping subtle hints about their interest, but you, immersed in the joy of the evening and their racing anecdotes, remained oblivious to their hints.

"It's really cool hanging out with you guys," you commented, sipping on the drink Lando had offered.

"Yeah, it's always fun when you're around," Lando replied, a shy smile playing on his lips.

Daniel added, "We've been talking about how passionate you are about the races. It's contagious, in a good way." The night rolled on with more stories, laughter, and moments that only strengthened the connection between you and the McLaren drivers. They couldn't help but steal glances at you, trying to convey their feelings through subtle hints and playful banter, hoping you'd catch on.

As the dinner wrapped up and you bid farewell, a sense of warmth lingered in the air. The McLaren drivers exchanged knowing glances, hoping that their subtle hints might eventually resonate and that you'd realize there might be more than just admiration for the sport in their interactions with you. As you left, the McLaren drivers couldn't help but wonder if their feelings might someday find a way to be expressed more explicitly, hoping for another chance to connect with you beyond the racetrack banter.

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The night seemed to stretch its arms, and as you bid the McLaren drivers goodbye and stepped outside, you realized a predicament - your car was out of fuel. Frustration gnawed at you, but before you could ponder a solution, Lando and Daniel hurried after you, concerned.

"Hey, what's up? Car trouble?" Lando asked, his concern evident.

"Yeah, I'm out of fuel, and it's late to find a gas station now," you replied, feeling a mix of embarrassment and inconvenience.

Daniel grinned. "No worries. Stay here for the night. We've got a spare room, and we'll figure out the car in the morning."

Gratefully accepting their offer, you found yourself in Lando's spare room. The McLaren drivers, with their ever-friendly demeanor, insisted you borrow some of their clothes for the night, assuring you that the morning would bring a solution to your car situation. In their oversized shirts and sweatpants, you felt a strange sense of comfort, the subtle scent of their cologne adding a touch of their presence around you. The night passed with moments of reflection and a strange sense of being at ease in their clothes, almost as if you'd found a peculiar sense of belonging.

The next morning, the aroma of breakfast wafted through the house. As you emerged from the spare room, you found Lando and Daniel in the kitchen, flipping pancakes and preparing a feast.

"Morning! We thought we'd make you a big breakfast before sorting out your car," Lando beamed, a hint of pride in his voice.

"You didn't have to," you replied, touched by their hospitality.

"We wanted to. Plus, it's our way of saying thanks for making last night more fun," Daniel added, a smile lighting up his face. As you sat down for breakfast, the morning sun streaming through the windows, the warmth of the McLaren drivers' gestures and their thoughtfulness seeped in. You couldn't help but feel a growing fondness for the duo, their kindness and genuine care leaving a mark on you.

Amidst the laughter and the shared meal, the McLaren drivers exchanged glances, silently reveling in seeing you comfortable in their clothes and enjoying the breakfast they prepared. They found themselves drawn to the sight of you in their attire, sharing a fleeting yet intimate moment of domesticity. As the morning unfolded, the bond between you and the McLaren drivers deepened, the unspoken connections growing stronger with each passing moment.

The memory of the unexpected night and the shared morning would linger as a beautiful and unexpected chapter in your interaction with Lando and Daniel.

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lqvesoph · 2 months

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She’s WHOSE daughter??? || LN4

gif by @quadrantslandonorris

lando norris x webber!reader

summary: During a trip to Daniel’s farm house, you find an unexpected visitor standing in your best friend’s backyard

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Part 2

"So glad you could make it!", Danny called and wrapped you into a hug as soon as he opened the front door. "You know I love it here!", you laughed and stepped into his home in Perth, Australia.

It was Monday before the Australian Grand Prix and Daniel had invited you to spend a few days at his farm before flying across the country to Melbourne.

You spotted an unfamiliar pair of shoes next to Daniel‘s million others but didn’t think much of it. Maybe he bought another pair.

"Daniel, tell me again where the- oh hi", you heard a familiar british accent, one that you have missed over the last three long weeks since Bahrain and turned around to find a dripping wet and shirtless Lando in the glass door that led out to the backyard. His curls were dripping shining droplets of water onto his defined and tanned chest from which you couldn’t teat your eyes away.

"The towels are in the drawer, mate", Daniel spoke, snapping you out of your trance. "Thanks", Lando mumbled but didn’t move from his place.

You all stood there in silence for a few seconds before you cleared your throat. "I… uh- I-I‘ll go to my room", you stuttered, taking the suitcase and quickly making your way up the marble stairs.

"Why didn’t you tell me she was coming?", you heard Lando hiss. "Why would you have wanted me to?", Daniel asked nonchalant, and you knew you shouldn’t eavesdrop but you couldn’t help it, wanting to know Lando‘s response. "I- I don’t know", he stuttered defensively before tapping over to the drawer to get himself a towel.

Truth was, his small crush on you grew over the last couple of weeks. He followed your every move on Instagram and Twitter, even scrolling down to pictures from 2016, finding a few of you and baby Oscar during his Formula 3 career or little you in Daniel‘s Red Bull from 2017. He‘s probably memorized your highlights at this point.

Adding to that he asked Pietra for her advice on your best songs and your discography has been on repeat for three weeks straight.

You put your suitcase next to your bed and plopped down on it, only now noticing your racing heart.

During your deep dive through Lando’s Instagram account, you obviously had seen a few pictures of him shirtless, the one from Bahrain being the set of pictures you were hung up on the most, even saving one of them. But jeez… none of those pictures did the live picture justice!

You opened your eyes and took a deep breath before rummaging around your suitcase to find the black bikini you had packed for your trip.

You put it on and took your towel, phone and sunglasses and made your way downstairs. Lando and Daniel sat by the pool on two sun beds, playing some sort of card game. Both were shirtless and had matching bucket hats on their curls. You chuckled at the sight and placed your towel on the third sun bed.

Lando looked up from the game and subtly looked you over, his eyes lingering at your pushed up breast, that were barely covered by the tight black bikini top, a little longer than appropriate but you couldn’t find yourself caring. The opposite actually, the little hesitation brought a smirk to your face.

You lay down on your stomach on the sun bed and closed your eyes. "If I fall asleep, please put some sunscreen on my back in an hour or two", you mumbled, getting a hum from both boys next to you.

You couldn’t even begin to explain how much you have missed the Australian sun.

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You didn’t even notice you fell asleep until you were woken up by a pair of warm hands rubbing your back. Guess the flight has been more exhausting than you thought.

You lifted your head up slightly, still a little dazed from the sleep. "Heyy, good morning", a soft british accent spoke over you.

Lando.

Then you started noticing a few other things around you. For example your hair that was wrapped in a loose bun, one that you definitely didn’t do yourself.

"I put your hair up so it wouldn’t stick on the sunscreen", he said, almost as if he had read your thoughts. "Thanks", you mumbled, then you frowned. "How did you-"

"I have two younger sisters, so I know a little about hair styles", Lando chuckled and kneaded your shoulders while rubbing in the sunscreen. The small action made you groan a little. "Feels good", you muttered.

"I can tell", he spoke and you could hear the smirk on his face, so you kicked your leg up to hit his back. "Owh", he let out and broke out in laughter after. You couldn’t help but join in as well and pushed yourself up on your elbows to look around you.

You noticed the missing sunglasses on your face when squinting to see against the setting sun but quickly found them on the table next to you.

"Daniel is getting the grill ready and Heidi has just arrived a few minutes ago", Lando told you and you turned your head to meet his eyes. But got quickly distracted by his tanned chest. Your eyes flickering down and stayed there for a second longer than necessary, before looking back up into his green eyes and only now realizing how close your faces were to each other.

His gaze flickered down to your lips before finding your eyes again.

"Hey dipshit, dinner is almost ready!", Daniel called from the path between the pool section and the little hut with a fire place. "We’ll be there in a second!", Lando called back, not tearing his eyes away from yours.

Your eyes darted down to his plumb lips. "We probably should…", you whispered, letting your sentence uncompleted. Lando nodded but still kept his gaze you. "Yeah, we probably should", he agreed.

The two of you kept each other gaze for a few seconds longer before looking down at the same time and clearing your throats. You grabbed your black shorts and quickly put them over your bikini bottoms, feeling your heart beating fast in your chest and a small throbbing in your lower region. A quick stolen glance at Lando told you, your interaction also left its mark on him.

He cleared his throat another time before standing up and grabbing a baby blue loose dress shirt to put over his shoulders, leaving the buttons undone.

Together you made your way over to the fireplace, where you found Heidi and Daniel next to a bluetooth box that played relaxing music.

"Hey, honey!!", Heidi called and immediately came over to hug you. You smiled and wrapped your arms around the girl who has been like an older sister to you for the longest time.

"It’s so good to see you again!", she smiled and pushed a few strands of hair behind your ear. "Your hair has gotten so long!" You laughed and sat down at the set table.

Daniel looked at Lando with a knowing smirk, whereupon Lando rammed his elbow into the older guy’s ribs.

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As the night came, the temperatures got chilly, even in Australia. You shivered a little even if the fire spent a little warmth.

"You cold?", Lando muttered, leaning over the armrest of his chair. You looked over at him, getting lost for a second in the way half of his face was light up by the fire light.

You hummed and wrapped your arms tighter around yourself.

"Take my hoodie", he suggested, pulling the lavender colored hoodie from his chair. "Thanks", you smiled.

From the corner of your eyes you saw how Daniel gave you a rather knowing glance but you chose to ignore it.

That was until he didn’t give you another option.

"Y/n, you wanna come and help me inside?", he asked but it sounded more like a demand. You nodded and stood up from your seat before following Daniel inside.

All while Lando’s eyes never left you.

Daniel was waiting for you by the kitchen counter. "What are you doing?", he wanted to know. You shrugged, knowing exactly what he was talking about.

"He’s cute", you simply replied.

"You know I love you like my little sister but Lando’s one of my best mates. And I already know that he’s got quite the crush on you, it’s fairly obvious so I gotta make sure that this is coming from your side as well and isn’t some sort of joke flirting", the australian explained.

You crossed your arms in front of your chest. "It’s not, I really do think he’s cute", you nodded.

"Does he know who your dad is?", Daniel pressed further, knowing this was some sort of make-or-break question to you.

Given the history of boyfriends you’ve had and loads of your early ones, always dating you for your father, you’ve started to not tell people about your father. Not until you were sure, they were here for you.

Your silence gave Daniel his answer.

"If you like him, why didn’t you then?", he wanted to know. "Because I want to get to know him before! I met him once three weeks ago, do you expect me to just go like "Hi, I’m Y/n, nice to meet you. By the way I’m Mark Webber’s daughter"?? I haven’t exactly spent a lot of time with him", you muttered.

"Just… don’t lead him on. I haven’t seen him this nervous over a girl in a long time", Daniel sighed and opened his arms. "C’mere."

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Even though the night got very late, you were up incredibly early the next day, still having to adjust to the eastern australian timezone.

As quietly as possible you walked down the stairs to the kitchen, wearing a pair of jogging shorts and Lando’s hoodie from the previous night which was incredibly comfortable and even smelled like him.

You grabbed yourself a glass of water and sat down crisscrossed on a patio chair.

The morning was still a little fresh, the sun just barely leaking out from the horizon.

"Bit early, isn’t it?", a british accent spoke from behind you. You smiled before turning around to meet Lando’s sleepy eyes.

He stood in the doorway, long gray joggers and a black hoodie, similar to the one you were wearing. His curls were a mess on top of his head as he ruffled through them.

"I could say the same to you", you countered, making the boy smile. "I couldn’t sleep, still adjusting to the timezone", he told you, sitting down on the chair next to you.

You nodded in agreement. "Me too."

For a moment you sat in silence, both looking at the sunrise in front of you.

"You wanna go for a walk at the beach?", Lando suggested after a few minutes, looking over at you.

You considered your options for a second but didn’t see a reason not to, so you nodded and stood up.

You put your glass on the table and your phone in the hoodie pocket.

Together you took the small path that directly led from Daniel’s backyard to the beach.

"Nice hoodie by the way", Lando smirked, tugging at your sleeves. "Thanks, some random guy gave it to me last night", you replied with a giggle. "And you just take stuff from random dudes?", Lando faked a shocked tone. "Nah, only if they are cute", you smiled, making Lando go a little shy as he looked down with a smile.

When the you reached the beach, you stopped in your tracks. Closing your eyes and enjoying the breeze of the ocean.

"I’ve missed this", you muttered, taking a deep breath before opening your eyes to find Lando looking at you. "Los Angeles just isn’t quite the same."

"You said you grew up between LA and Canberra", Lando stated, whereupon you nodded. "How did you meet Oscar then? Because as far as I know he’s spent most of his teens in England. Or Daniel, who’s from the other side of the country", he asked.

"Well, Daniel I met through Red Bull. My dad used to work for them", you replied, careful as not to reveal too much. "At base?"

"Something like this, yeah."

"He’s been like an older brother to me for the longest time but Oscar being closer to me in age, resulted in us turning out like twins", you chuckled.

Lando felt a sting of jealousy when you talked about his teammate like that, knowing he had close to zero rights to feel this way but still.

"Anyway, I met him in the paddock a few years ago and we’ve been friends ever since", you concluded.

"And you’ve been into racing because of your dad?", he asked. You nodded but didn’t clarify further but instead grabbed his hand and dragged him to the ocean.

"Cmon, let’s go in", you called. "Go in??", Lando protested but let you drag him closer to the water. "It’s Australia, it’s warm", you giggled and kicked off your shoes off your feet. You let go of Lando’s hand and entered the water ankle-deep.

You looked back to see Lando taking off his shoes as well as his hoodie, leaving him in a white shirt. Then he carefully tapped the water before walking to you.

"Nice, huh?", you smiled against the rising sun, closing your eyes for a second.

Cold water splashing your back made you scream and open them again. You turned around to find Lando with a devilish grin looking at you. "Lando!!", you called and splashed the water back at him.

In only a few seconds it turned into a water war, both your clothes turning darker from the water splashes on them. Your eyes stopped at Lando’s torso, the water turning his white shirt see through. And you weren’t ashamed to admit that his defined abs distracted you just more than a little bit.

Lando used your little moment of distraction to launch himself at you and throw both of you down into the water completely. You gasped for air, his arms still wrapped around your body and you hair falling in wet strands on your face.

"Idiot!", you called, pushing your hair back to see Lando grin at you. His adorable smile, paired with the wetness of his curls made you smile as well. You put your hand on his neck, slowly pulling him closer to you.

A drop of water falling from his opened lips, mesmerizing you completely. Lando’s eyes searched yours, asking for permission to go ahead. You glance back down to his lips before nodding slightly.

Only seconds later, his lips touched yours in a gentle kiss. Your fingers went through his wet hair and pulled at the end.

His lips on yours felt like fire, and you wanted more.

You wrapped your legs around his waist, his hand holding your thigh as his other squeezed your waist. His lips slowly traveled along your jaw, making you lean your head to the side to give him more space.

You let out a little moan when he gently sucked on the spot under your ear and felt his lips curl into a smirk. Lando pulled back to look at you, your fingers stroking his neck.

You giggled slightly and leaned your forehead against his, closing your eyes for a second.

This is what happiness feels like, you thought.

📍Perth, Australia

tagged: landonorris, danielricciardo, heidiberger

yn.adams: Perth for the week

comments:

landonorris: Oh, what a pretty sunrise

> yn.adams: U think?

danielricciardo: When was that first picture taken???

> yn.adams: Today morning at about 5:30am while u were peacefully sleeping

> fan: Wait so if Daniel didn’t take that picture does that mean it was Lando???

oscarpiastri: 🤨

> fan: Oscar’s NOT a fan of this new friendship LMAO

fan: The boyfriend vibes are MAJOR on that last picture

fan: Since when are her and Lando friends???

fan: Okay but Yn and Lando would be crazy!!

> fan: I ship it, 100%

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📍Perth, Australia

tagged: yn.adams

landonorris: She can sing and drive

comments:

yn.adams: 2:1 for me, u can only drive

> landonorris: 🥲

> fan: LMAOOO Yn roasting Lando hahahahh

oscarpiastri: yn.adams TEXT ME NOW!!

> fan: Poor guy’s feeling left out fr

fan: Is this a soft launch mr. norriz?

> fan: wdym "soft" HE TAGGED HER!!!

fan: The sunrise…

> fan: Nah u guys don’t understand the significance of that sunrise!!

fan: Lando and Yn posting pictures of sunrises… A picture of Yn that Daniel didn’t take…

> fan: New paddock couple alert??

fan: Lando letting someone else drive and playing passenger princess???

fan: Who even is she?

fan: Does she even know what F1 is?

> fan: LMAOO

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adventuringblind · 5 months

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Daniel Ricciardo x Reader x Max Verstappen x Lando Norris

Dialouge prompt: "The deal was that if I won, you'd all have your way with me."

Genre: SMUT

Summary: Reader wins a bet and spicy things ensue

Warnings: Filthy, PinV sex, implied anal, oral, fingering, thigh riding, degradation, praise, under negotiated BDSM, dom/sub,

Notes: I'm back from the dead! Finished my bachelor's degree today and move on to my masters in January! How do we celebrate? Smut. This is filthy and part of my 1000 follower event. Requests will close at the beginning of January. If you'd like to participate, click on the link :)

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She's more observant than the boys give her credit for. They aren't being subtle or even smooth, for that matter.

Daniel flirts openly with her every chance he gets. Max is always trying to spend time with her both inside and outside the paddock. Lando is very handsy at the most inconvenient times. While they are busy oggling at her, they have failed to notice the longing looks that pass between the three of them. She's getting sick of it, really. Macho men who are fighting over her don't have the balls to admit they are also trying to show off to each other.

She's hit the breaking point and has decided to do something about it. And, if everything goes according to plan, they will have a lovely night and hopefully some realization of feelings while they're at it.

She'd managed to place the car on pole for the race tomorrow. Her odds of actually turning it into a win look good so far. She takes her phone out and sends a quick message to the boys.

'If any of you three win tomorrow, I'll spend the night with you. But if I win the you three take me at the same time. Deal?'

A course of enthusiastic replies cause her phone to explode. They really are the most oblivious boys she knows at times.

Just as she'd hoped, she stands on the top step of the podium. Drenched in champaign with adrenaline coursing through her veins. Max is a step below looking at her knowingly.

The anticipation builds over the course of debriefs and media work. The interviews take hours and she want to throw the microphone at the journalists who constantly ask her about being a female in formula 1. The same question they have asked over the entire course of her career.

She runs into the three boys looking at each other awkwardly. Max flashes the keys to his car and she feels her shoulders intense knowing escape is near.

"Your hotel room I'm assuming?" Daniel throes her a playful smile.

"Well, unlike the three of you, I'm pretty sure I cleaned before I left." She throws as they walk towards Max's car.

The rest of the trip back is filled with playful and teasing Comments. Daniel is the least petrified of the three boys and even leaves a few lingering touches along her thighs.

They toss their stuff into random corners of the room. It's not like it's massive, but she knows they'll find a way to make it work. Unless they decided to stare at her all night instead of doing anything.

She faces them and huffs. Daniel looking a little more amused then the other two at it.

"The deal was-" She puts her hands on her hips. "-That if I won, you'd all have your way with me."

Daniel finally takes the initiative and slams his lips onto hers. It's wet and hot. She can't help but moan into his mouth at the sensation. His fingers hook into the belt loop of her jeans to pull her closer. "You mean like this, darlin?" She just moans back in agreement.

Daniel pulls back, leaving her to whine in anticipation. He yanks on Max's wrist to pull him into the mix. The Dutch looks both helpless and surprised, and his lips land on Daniel's. The Australian slides Max into his place. He looks sufficiently warmed up now and in his element.

He places kisses everywhere along her neck and jaw line. His hands wrestle with her clothes until she's exposed and the feeling of the duvet is beneath her; flush against her skin.

She feels small beneath him. Max's hands groping at her like she'll fly away. Her hips already blossoming with dark marks.

His lips leave her for a second as he throws his shirt off. Her hands fly to belt around his waist. It's messy, but he's left in his boxers eventually.

On the other side of the bed, Lando was clueless. Despite his show of confidence, he was prepared for it to either be just him or not at all. Not to say that he doubted her skills. No, he doubts himself. Didn't mentally prepare for this outcome.

Daniel takes the initiative with him just like he'd done Max. Daniel curls his fingers around Lando's waist and hesitantly leans closer. It's enough that Lando has time to back out if he wants, but he doesn't. He hates admitting it; that he wants this desperately. He also just wants to be good, and that usually comes with experience. Something he doesn't have in this scenario.

His thoughts come to a screeching halt when Daniel's lips land on his. It's much softer than he'd seen with the other two.

It lasts for a measly minute until Lando's body is being manhandled onto the bed. Litgerally thrown onto it like he weighs nothing more than a sack of potatoes. He doesn't do any of the work aside from lay there in sheer cluelessness.

Everyone if fumbling out of their clothes. It's frantic and animalistic now, but he's definitely turned on at the sight of it. Yeah... this is definitely what he wanted.

She is going to explode. Max's tongue has found her ripples, and his hands are pressed into her back to keep her close. His thigh sits between her legs up against her core. She grinds her lower half against Max's skin. Her moans come out as high-pitched whine as the stimulates become too much.

Max releases his tongue from her and takes over, moving her hips for her. "You like that baby? You're leaking all over my thigh, so you must."

She's about to hit that point when Max throws her off him. He loses his boxers in record time and slips on one of the many condoms sitting on the bedside table.

Her and Lando lay in opposite directions. Enough for her to land her lips on his and her hands to make contact with his skin. The Brit is whining loudly at something. The beginnings of tears prick at his eyes. Daniel is running hands up and down Lando's sides, occasionally brusing against her own.

It feels like seconds of peace before Max is slamming into her. He throws her leg over his shoulder and hits the same place every time. Hips snaping so hard the sound echoes in the room. Her hands immediately find some kind of hold on his arms. Behind her, Daniel is praising both of them. "You two look so good. Look at how she's falling apart underneath you, Maxy."

Lando's cries and incoherent babbling are also increasing. It's messy and the heat of the room is already causing her skin to become slick with sweat.

"Can you two manage coming at the same time? Can you do that for us?" She's pretty sure she could come undone any second now. Max's pace hasn't faltered. If he continues, she's going to combust.

Max is whispering praises in her ear. Landos hand grips whatever it can of her body. Frantic moans and flailing limbs come with crashes of endorphins. It's blissful. Max draws it out until he finishes and collapses on top of her.

There is no reprieve for her and Lando. Daniel is a puppet master and both of them are merely on strings being moved to his will.

She ends up on top of him. Neither she nor Lando move. Their skin is plastered together as she buries her nose in the crook of his neck.

Daniel is moving her up and down in rough motions. His grip is changing in strength every few seconds as Max is somewhere out of sight sucking off the Australian.

He's directing Lando on where he wants the Brits hands on her. Eventually coming to the point he isn't holding onto her at all. It's Lando guiding her body. His hips buck into her, but it isn't like Max. Lando tries different things. Enough to startle her into a second orgasm when he begins to hammer up into her relentlessly. He has her begging for it this time.

Daniel and Max find both them at the top of the bed. They whisper things at them. Max is praising on one side while Daniel degrads on the other.

She is putty in their hands. Molded to their will. Swimming in the bliss of their attention.

"My turn." Daniel growls at her. He moves them all again. Her body is swiftly turned to where she can clearly see Daniel's eyes wide with something primal. "Need your mouth baby. Are you okay with that? Can I fuck your throat?" She responds by simply throwing her mouth open and sticking out her tongue. "Dirty."

The smirk on his lips disappears as his cock slides down the back of her throat. She can helpless to do anything except let her mouth be used.

Max is back between her thighs. This time with a tongue on her clit and three fingers moving inside her in such a way that she sees white. Occasionally she hears Max pull away to praise Lando who is out of her sight. Whatever he's doing is working as Max's movments begin to randomly falter.

Daniel is wiping away the stray tears that are sliding down her cheeks. She's coughing and gagging but the ecstasy is to overpowering for her to think to much about it. "Such a good girl." He coos after a particularly nasty cough.

He warns her about five seconds before he finishes. On last slam into her mouth and he's spilling into her throat. Far enough back that it hardly touches her tongue.

He holds her there as Max brings her over the edge again. His hands pin her wrists as she frantically tries to pull him closer or push him away, she's not sure which is happening.

She's still riding the high, Daniel barely out of her mouth when Lando pops back onto the bed sputtering and wiping his mouth. "That - was amazing." His chest falls heavily as he regains his breath.

Her body won't move. It's exhausted. Every last ounce of energy spent. Everything feels sticky. Lingering electric pulses stem from the soft touchs of Daniel and Max.

"You did so good, loves." Plural, meaning with her and Lando. She's curious what she'd missed while wrapped up in her own pleasure.

"Cuddles?" Lando squeaks.

There are a few chuckles and a denial. "Bath and water first."

It's much softer then she'd anticipated. Max and Daniel don't get in the bath with her and Lando, but the sit on the edge and keep them company. Just chatting like this is a normal Sunday nightm

The bed is really to small for four people, but they make it work. They fall asleep tangled together. Limbs tossed in all sorts of directions and phones still on silent.

She wakes up first and orders breakfast. Foods that she knows are trainer approved across the board.

She's lost in her own thoughts. So much so that she doesn't notice the three boys beginning to wake. Not until a set of arms wraps around her waist.

"How long did you know for?" Asks Daniel from right behind her. The other two boys still wrapped in each other but eyeing her intently.

"A year now."

Lando sits upright "You set us up?!"

"The way I see it, we all got a good fuck out of this and feeling have come to light." She shrugs.

"So-" Max sounds unsure of himself. The anxiety seeping through just the tiniest bit. "-Are we going to keep doing this?"

"I was thinking a proper date might be next up." Lando nods in agreement at her proposal.

Daniel's gein is magnificent. He scans the three of them, pondering what to say next. "Alright, a date it is then."

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theemporium · 7 months

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Lando Norris didn’t mean to fall in love with his teammate, or his teammate’s girlfriend for that matter.

He tried to pretend like it wasn’t happening. He tried to ignore the signs his own body was giving when he was around them, the fluttering in his stomach or the increase in his heartbeat. He tried to ignore the very insistent voice in the back of his head that warned him about the consequences of his feelings. He tried to ignore anything and everything that would cause him a problem because he was not ready to face it.

He idolised Daniel. He watched Daniel racing when he was growing up. He looked up to Daniel like a mentor.

He shouldn’t be having these feelings for someone who looked at him like a mentee, that treated him like a friend and a protege. And he tried to fight the guilt he was feeling, but it wasn’t enough to drown out the very simple fact that he was falling for his idol.

And that guilt grew tenfold when Lando met you.

You were perfect for Daniel. You complimented him well. You were sweet and kind to the team. You were the picture perfect girlfriend, and you made a picture perfect couple with the Aussie. And when it came to the younger driver, you were nothing but caring and kind and Lando felt disgusted with himself that he was reading into your actions more than he should have.

The way you would always check up on him after practices and races, always taking the time to listen to him ramble or rant. The way you would always hug him when you saw him, holding onto him tightly and a little longer than a friend ever would. The way you had probably caught him staring at Daniel far longer than he should have been, and yet you would only smile when his gaze caught yours.

Lando felt like he was going out of his damn mind. He could barely wrap his head around the fact he was falling for one person, let alone two—let alone the fact they were both already a happy couple who were very much in love and would probably be weirded out by his feelings.

Lando Norris was falling and he didn’t know how to stop it.

But he never needed to. He never needed to because despite his observation of his own feelings, he failed to notice the way you and Daniel looked at him. He failed to notice the longing looks and the heated gazes and the shared whispers on the other side of the garage.

He failed to notice but unlike Lando himself, you and Daniel weren’t scared to admit your feelings for the Brit.

“Fuck!”

“Shhhh,” you cooed softly, your fingers trailing down the side of his face. “You’re doing so well, baby. Doing so well for the both of us.”

Lando let out a choked noise, his arms straining against the restraints that kept his hands locked onto the headboard. His chest heaved up and down in quick pants, the muscles in his stomach clenching softly as he felt a warm palm resting on his skin—one much bigger than yours.

“Atta boy,” Daniel murmured, his eyes locked on the squirming Brit beneath him as his free hand slowly worked on slowly stroking his hard cock. “Don’t start hiding those pretty noises now, let us here ‘em.”

“Please,” Lando gasped out, his hips bucking up into his teammate’s hand. “Please. I-I promise I’ll be good. Just please—”

“We know, baby, we know,” you hummed, sharing a look with your boyfriend who grinned in response. “You’re such a good boy for us, Lando.”

“Please let me see,” he cried out between soft, high-pitched whines. “I-I wanna see you, see you both.” Another moan left his lips. “Oh shit.”

“Not yet,” you said, your fingers brushing against his lips that parted instantly for you. “Don’t think you deserve it yet, baby.”

“You could’ve had this,” Daniel told him, his thumb teasing the tip of his cock as the Brit let out a noise that made his own cock stir in his boxers. “But you were being a lil’ brat, you were hiding from us.”

“I didn’t mean to,” Lando breathed out, shaking his head but the blindfold around his head stayed firm.

“We just gotta make sure you learn,” you cooed, leaning down to ghost your lips against his, only to smile a little when he let out a whimper as you pulled away. “Then we are gonna give you everything, baby. We are gonna take care of our good boy.”

Lando whined when he felt your hands move and the loss of your touch overwhelmed him.

“You wanna come? You wanna see, baby?” Daniel’s lips were by his ear, warm breath fanning over his skin and it made him squirm.

Lando nodded.

“Then you are gonna lie there like a good boy while I fuck my pretty girlfriend and you listen,” Daniel said in a soft but commanding voice. “You listen like you’ve been listening for months in the room next door when you thought neither of us knew.”

His lips parted but no words came out.

“And maybe,” Daniel continued, his hand laying gently on Lando’s neck as he squeezed gently. “I’ll let you come before she does. Now, you gonna be good and listen?”

Lando nodded once again.

“Atta boy, Lando, so fucking good for us.”

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champagnesprays · 4 months

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a snippet of my poly!chardando fic ft. charles and daniel making out

i've been working on this since october and it's still not done, but i'm almost at 3k (i’m very slow i know) so i thought i would post a little preview because i'm too excited tbh

the whole fic is essentially centered around a poly relationship between charles, daniel, lando and the reader, but this part only contains charles and daniel (chaniel? or lecciardo?) as they're just impatient little shits

so enjoy (hopefully) these almost 500 words of my lightweight brainrot (the heavy parts come later hehe) and don't hesitate to give me any feedback (my inbox is open for any thoughts and requests), it would be much appreciated, thank youu for reading!<33

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“Na-uh,” he murmured and grabbed Charles by his waist, pulling him back and into his embrace. Charles was slightly taken aback by Daniel’s sudden actions, but not in a bad way. His heart skipped a beat at the closeness of his partner that he has been yearning so long for. Daniel’s left hand rested on Charles’ back firmly holding him against his chest, while his right hand snaked its way onto Charles’ neck, his thumb slowly stroking the Monegasque’s flushed cheek.

“You’re not going anywhere, I’ve missed you too much for that,” Daniel said in a hushed voice laced with need.

“I’ve missed you, too, Dan,” Charles replied slightly shyly and smiled, fondness visible in the way he looked at the Australian. He hooked his hands behind Daniel’s neck and run his fingers through the hair on the back of his head. When their lips finally met after weeks, Charles felt like his heart was going to explode and Daniel was buzzing with happiness. You watched them have their little moment, engulfed in their kiss, and pouted a little at the sight. You loved seeing your boys be so happy and in love. It would certainly be nice to join them, but instead you went to sit on the couch to give them some space; you’re going to have plenty of opportunities to shower them both in affection later. Daniel just happened to snatch Charles faster than you, which did not surprise you considering being fast was what he did for a living.

Even though you left to sit down, you were not immune to their smooching; the open kitchen was connected to the living room and you had a nice view of them from your spot. Charles moved his right hand from Daniel’s neck to his bicep, gently squeezing the muscle, which had him weak in the knees. Thankfully, Daniel was still supporting him with a hand around his waist, holding him as close as possible. His tongue traced Charles’ lower lip and then bit it and sucked on it a little bit, which made Charles moan. Their kiss became more heated and Daniel started to move slowly, pushing Charles’ back against the kitchen countertop. “Up,” Daniel huffed huskily and Charles obliged. With the help of his partner’s arm, he lifted himself on the countertop and parted his legs wide so Daniel could fit in. He leaned back into Daniel to kiss him again, gently caressing his cheeks. Daniel rubbed Charles’ bare thighs, since he was only in his boxers, slowly moving up to his waist and under his shirt, to explore all of that skin he’s been craving. Charles scooted closer to Daniel and hugged his torso with his legs, pressing his semi-hard cock to Danny’s stomach.

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lxndonorris · 9 months

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steamy prompts #1

So, here are the ones requested;

"Close your eyes and count to ten. I have a surprise for you." - with Dando (Daniel Ricciardo and Lando Norris)

"This wasn't part of the plan, but I'm not complaining." -Dando (Daniel Ricciardo and Lando Norris)

"Why are you looking at me like that? Are you planning to kiss me?" - with Lando Norris x Reader

"Let's skip the small talk and get straight to what we both want." - with Lestappen (Max Verstappen and Charles Leclerc)

"The way you're staring is making it hard to concentrate." - Dando (Daniel Ricciardo and Lando Norris) - Logan Sargeant x Reader

"We should stop... but I don't want to..." - with Lando Norris x Reader

"I've been imagining this moment since the day we met." - with Lestappen (Max Verstappen and Charles Leclerc)

I will add a few more tomorrow after work, but feel free to ask for one if you like. See

I am open to many different fandoms besides F1, like football, tennis, motogp etc.

If you want to request anything else, feel free to do so. I mostly do one shots, around 1k-4k words.

I will start writing them throughout the week, and I have a few others plans beforehand so keep an eye out for other stuff!

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voglatte · 3 months

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dios mío, acabo de ver que estás aceptando pedidos y tengo uno para Francisco! — si puedes y quieres escribir, ¡claro!

podrías escribir un escenario en el que él y la lectora pasen mucho tiempo juntos, especialmente toda la mañana en la cama; complacerse y disfrutar de la compañía del otro. — Después de pasar días alejada del rodaje de la película, Fran quiere aprovechar al máximo su tiempo con ella.

es un escenario lindo, y si quieres agregar obscenidad, ¡siéntete libre y me encantaría!

⊹ ┊LOVER ꒱ .ﾟ

↷ ˊ- pairing: francisco romero x f!reader.

warnings: +18, fluff, smut, fingering, nipple play?, oral (recibe ella), (leer bajo su responsabilidad).

• dani’s typing… ! amo esta clase de pedidos, además el fran tan lindo literal es un sol.

no había otra cosa que más le gustara a fran que pasar tiempo con su novia, enredados bajo las sábanas blancas de su cama y sintiendo piel contra piel, como lo estaban ahora. ya había pasado un tiempo alejado de ti por el rodaje de la película en la que formaba parte y esto hacía que disfrutara al máximo tu compañía en lo que restaba de sus días libres como hoy.

para ti era relajante estar acostada sobre su pecho mientras escuchabas los latidos de su corazón y las caricias que dejaba en tu cintura. extrañabas esos momentos íntimos con él y sabías que le pasaba lo mismo.

“esperaba tener estos momentos con vos” su voz sonaba adormilada pero aún con ese característico tono dulce que era único.

“yo también” no querías abrir los ojos, sabía que te ibas a encontrar con la luz solar que se mezclaba por las cortinas de la habitación.

en realidad estabas muy feliz por el, tal vez alguna que otra lagrima rodó por tu mejilla al momento en que le dijeron que había obtenido el papel, parecía un rayo de luz que iluminaba todo tu ser y no dejarías que nadie lo apagase. aunque si te sentías un poco triste que no pudieses pasar tanto tiempo con él, pero era su trabajo.

aún así nunca dejaron de disfrutar los momentos cortos que tenían siempre salía alguna cena o una película en la cual ambos se quedaban dormidos.

“¿qué pensás, beba? su mano hizo que subieras tu rostro y abriendo un poco los ojos, chocaste con esa mirada azulada.

“que te extraño mucho” dijiste cortamente antes de repartir besos por toda su cara sin dejar algún lugar por besar. notabas cierto rubor en sus mejillas lo que te hizo sonreír porque se veía adorable más sus cabellos dorados que se encontraban despeinados bajo la luz del sol que entraba.

no supiste en qué momento de todos los mimos que se andaban dando, ambos terminaron en un beso algo caótico.

sentías tu labio palpitar por las mordidas que fran dejaba pero luego recorría con su lengua, su mano bajaba cada vez más con sus delgados dedos tocando en los lugares correctos que hacían erizar tu piel.

tu ropa de dormir básicamente era una camisa que te quedaba algo grande de tu novio junto la ropa interior, no hacía falta nada más para sentirte cómoda.

lo que fue mejor para él ya que su mano pudo escabullirse tranquilamente debajo de su camisa para amasar tus senos, torturando de a poco tu pezón.

aprovechó de quitar la única prenda de ropa que tenías dejándote solo con tu ropa interior, sonrió antes de besar tus labios y dejar un camino baboso por tu cuello.

sus dedos buscaron tu intimidad sin dejar de besar tu piel mientras dejabas salir tus gemidos ahogados, francisco siempre te hacía sentir como una reina.

gruñó cuando su boca bajó por tus senos y sus dedos sintieron lo empapada que estabas, corrió un poco la ropa interior a un lado y acaricio tu entrada necesitada.

“dale, no seas malo” dijiste entrecortada, la combinación de su boca con su mano te estaban llevando a otro nivel.

“¿hm?” su boca empezó a jugar con tus pezones conjunto a su mano que antes estaba utilizando, no era sorpresa que a fran le encantaba tus senos ya que se la pasaba con una mano debajo del brasier amasando o dejando marcas.

se quedó un momento pegado a ellos, tu mano solamente jalaban su cabello dándole a entender que te gustaba hasta lo acercabas más.

su mano dejó de trabajar en tu pezón y bajando de a poco se encontró con tu panty, la cual ayudaste a bajar cuando te dió dos palmadas en el muslo.

“soy toda tuya” y con esas tres palabras los largos dedos de fran empezaron a hacer su trabajo, subían y bajaban por toda tu intimidad regando tu excitación, a veces dejando movimientos circulares en tu clítoris.

su cabeza reposó en tu muslo mientras mantenías las piernas abiertas y sin ninguna advertencia metió sus dedos en tu abertura, sacándote un chillido.

“sos mía, beba” sus dedos entraban y salían lentamente, sin hacer ningún esfuerzo por hacerlo rápido.

disfrutaban del momento, tu cabeza andaba dando vueltas mientras tu cabello se esparcía por toda la almohada. el chapoteo de tu excitación, tus gemidos y los suaves susurros de fran te estaban llevando al límite.

te sacó otro chillido al sentir su lengua caliente en tu clítoris, pasando rápidamente a chupadas.

ahora sus dedos si decidieron ir más rápido causando que salieran más gemidos de tu parte. aún así sentías las vibraciones de sus zumbidos en tu clítoris haciendo que tus ojos quedaran en blanco.

“m-me vengo” dijiste entrecortada, todo el aire se te estaba yendo de los pulmones.

“hacelo, bonita” con las vibraciones de sus palabras y sus dedos tocando tu punto dulce, tus piernas temblaron al igual que todo tu cuerpo mientras repetías su nombre varias veces.

sin ningún problema te limpió toda con su lengua dejando un beso corto en tu intimidad mientras subía su rostro para quedar con el tuyo, se notaba un poco de baba junto con tu excitación en su barbilla y lo limpiaste un poco.

“te adoro, entendelo” sus penetrantes ojos azules se complementaron con los tuyos y le diste un beso corto.

“yo también, nene” ahora le diste un beso un poco más largo donde empezó una nueva guerra de lenguas “¿segundo round?” reíste, dejando su cuerpo debajo del tuyo.

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by ﹫ VOGLATTE ╱ en realidad me encantó cómo quedó aún así me disculpo porque es mi primera vez haciendo smut (si hay algo que mejorar recibiré críticas constructivas) pronto estaré subiendo pedidos, etc… bye!

#francisco romero #francisco romero x reader #imagine #society of the snow #la sociedad de la nieve #enzo vogrincic #matias recalt #francisco romero fanfic #francisco romero smut #voglatte post .ᐟ

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flan-tasma · 4 months

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With a Baby! (Neuvilette x Fem!Reader)

💖~ Hey, I'm back!

Yeh, I'm not dead, I just disappeared a lot.

Warning: Nope now💖, light spicy at point three, Female Reader | Google Translate sponsors me (it's a lie) If I made any mistakes in the english translation, I would be happy to read your comments! | Content in spanish and english

Spanish:

Neuvilette ha pensado antes en tener una familia contigo, siempre que te comportas tan bonita como siempre con él, cuando cuidas de alguna Melusine que encuentran en el camino a casa o cuando haces cosas tan normales como preparar algo de comer. Siempre piensa en ti como una madre fabulosa.

La idea de que seas una figura cariñosa con posibles hijos suyos pasa desde los escenarios más dulces y adorables, verte cargando a un pequeñito parecido a él y llamándolo tu amor, levantarse y verte arrullar a una niñita con sus ojos. Está en las nubes cada que lo imagina.

Luego todo lo dulce se va filtrando a la necesidad de que tengas a sus hijos, la necesidad de verte con el vientre abultado por su escencia, la necesidad de criarte. Y eso es exactamente lo que hace.

Luego de que logran tener un descendiente, creo que Neuvillette tiene problemas a la hora de llamarlo. Le dices que es un bebé y él dice que es una cría, con el tiempo aprende a llamarlo bebé, pero sigue susurrando que es una pequeña cría formándose en el vientre de su mamá, todo mientras acaricia tu estómago.

Durante el embarazo se vuelve muy sobreprotector. No quiere que te muevas mucho y te canses, no tienes que levantarte a cocinar porque puedes quedarte, no debes agacharte, él recogerá lo que tiraste o te conseguirá otro. Solo no quiere que te hagas daño.

Definitivamente hace una especie de nido con ropa vieja y cómoda, almohadas y deja alguna piedra brillante porque brilla y cree que te gustará.

Sigue preguntándose si pondrás un huevo o no, solo espera que no te duela mucho. Se prepara mucho para dar la bienvenida al pequeño nuevo ser que tendrá su sangre, ya eligieron un nombre, ropa y juguetes divertidos.

Estuvo muy enfocado en decorar la habitación del bebé, quería que los colores le dieran paz y que le gustara su habitación.

Cuando el bebé nace, casi está rezando a todas las deidades que conoce o conoció porque no quiere que sufras, pero se calma cuando le dicen que todo está bien y que el parto está llendo con naturalidad.

¡Felicidades, tienen un adorable bebé! Al inicio puede ser extraño, tal vez incómodo y doloroso, pero hey, estás dando a luz a un dragón.

Literalmente un dragón, largo y escamoso, con pelo muy corto y casi inexistente. Parece un pequeño perrito, pero Neuvilette dice que es normal, aprenderá a tomar forma humana cuando crezca.

Lleva al bebé y a su pareja a casa y los hace descansar mientras se toma su tiempo analizando al drahoncito que tiene en brazos, cómo se retuerce entre sus brazos y cómo su respiración se siente en su mano. Está casi llorando y lo sabes porque algunas gotitas empiezan a resbalarse por la ventana.

Está muy feliz, abraza a la cría y lo acurruca en su pecho, dándole calor, recordándole que su papá estaba con él. Que nunca estaría solo, siempre tendría a alguien que cuide de él.

Cuando pasa un tiempo y el pequeño ya abre los ojos, Neuvilette está decidido. Te mira con toda la seriedad del mundo y te pide dos o tres crías más. Quiere una camada.

English:

Neuvilette has thought about having a family with you before, whenever you behave as nice as ever with him, when you take care of some Melusine you meet on the way home or when you do things as normal as preparing something to eat. He always thinks of you as a fabulous mother.

The idea that you are a loving figure with possible children of his comes from the sweetest and most adorable scenarios, seeing you holding a little boy who looks like him and calling him your love, getting up and seeing you cooing at a little girl with his eyes. He is in the clouds every time he imagines it.

Then everything sweet filters into the need for you to have his children, the need to see yourself with a bulging belly due to his essence, the need to breed you. And that's exactly what he does.

After you manage to have an offspring, I think Neuvillette has problems calling the baby. You tell him it's a baby and he says it's a offspring, eventually he learns to call it a baby, but he keeps whispering that it's a little baby growing in his mother's belly, all while caressing your stomach.

During pregnancy he becomes very overprotective. He doesn't want you to move a lot and get tired, you don't have to get up to cook because you can stay, you don't have to bend over, he will pick up what you threw away or get you another one. He just doesn't want you to get hurt.

He definitely makes a kind of nest with old and comfortable clothes, pillows and leaves some shiny stones because it's shines and he thinks you will like it.

He keeps wondering if you'll lay an egg or not, he just hopes it doesn't hurt too much. He prepares a lot to welcome the little new being that will have his blood, you have already chosen a name, clothes and fun toys.

He was very focused on decorating the baby's room, he wanted the colors to give them peace and he wanted them to like their room.

When the baby is born, he is almost praying to all the deities he knows or knew because he doesn't want you to suffer, but he calms down when the doctor tell him that everything is fine and that the birth is going naturally.

Congratulations, you have an adorable baby At first it may be strange, maybe uncomfortable and painful, but hey, you are giving birth to a dragon.

Literally a dragon, long and scaly, with very short and almost non-existent hair. He looks like a small dog, but Neuvilette says it's normal, he will learn to take human form when he grows up.

He takes the baby and his partner home and makes them rest while he takes his time analyzing the little dragon in his arms, how he squirms in his arms and how his breath feels on his hand. He is almost crying and you know it because some droplets start to slide down the window.

He is very happy, hugs the baby and snuggles it into his chest, giving it warmth, reminding him that his father was with him. That he would never be alone, he would always have someone to take care of him.

When some time passes and the little one opens his eyes, Neuvilette is determined. He looks at you with all the seriousness in the world and asks for two or three more offsprings. He wants a brood.

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xexyromero · 2 months

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seeing you tonight, it's a bad ideia, right? enzo vogrincic x fem!reader.

fem!reader, enzo vogrincic x reader, smut!

cw: +18!!!! briga, discussão, hate-sex, dirty talking, man-handling. palavrão!!!

sinopse: "Enzo e a sn são amigos com benefícios escondido do elenco. Em uma das resenhas com o pessoal, ela descobre que o Santi sabe falar português e fica super empolgada, por ter com quem falar em pt, já que tá longe da família e amgs do br. Eles acabam ficando ainda mais amiguinhos e passando mais tempo juntos. Enzo começa a ficar incomodado com a aproximação dos dois, se sentindo excluído por ver vcs conversarem muito em pt e com piadinhas internas. Alguém do elenco percebe que o Enzo gosta da Sn e tá com crise de ciúmes. Ela de alguma forma descobre sobre o Enzo e entende pq ele tá sendo babaca com ela nos últimos dias. Ela fica irritada com isso ja que a ideia do friends with benefits veio dele, eles brigam feio mas depois se acertam na cama, com ele pedindo pra ela falar baixaria em pt pra ele. O desenrolar desse lance deles e o final, deixo com vc."

wn: um request anonimo! espero que você goste. obrigada <3

"eu não estou dando para o santi, enzo! pelo amor de deus!" vociferou, jogando um travesseiro bem na cara do uruguaio. sua vontade era dar-lhe um murro bem certeiro pela forma ridícula que ele falara consigo, te acusando de ser uma puta. mas se conteve. daria muito trabalho para o time de maquiagem.

enzo segurou o travesseiro a tempo, depositando-o de volta na cama. cada um de vocês estava em uma ponta, se encarando, os dois com uma raiva totalmente incomum para o relacionamento que vinham construindo. eram amigos, sim. transavam, sim. mas para além disso, se divertiam muito juntos. aquele quarto era palco de risos e gemidos.

te magoava um pouco que provavelmente acabariam daquela forma. mas o idiota estava sendo ele - descumprindo uma regra que ele mesmo havia imposto.

"não está? então porque andam sempre juntinhos agora, hm?" enzo parecia um homem louco. o cabelo estava bagunçado, a roupa também. o olhar que trazia era duro e levemente decepcionado. como se fosse culpa sua. típico. você não aguentou. explodiu de uma vez, colocando a bolsa no ombro e rumando para a porta. "está indo para onde?"

"sentar no pau do santiago, fazer uma sex-tape e te enviar. eu não estava dando não, mas agora eu vou dar pra qualquer um que queira me comer!" infantil e sabia bem, mas estava de saco cheio. não só pela acusação, mas pela situação como um todo. estava apaixonada por enzo e não aguentava mais fingir que aquela amizade era positiva para si.

"que madura!" ele riu, com escárnio. mas não te seguiu. permaneceu parado do lado da cama, vendo você se movimentar.

aquele comentário te fez virar o corpo. caminhou até ele, apontando o dedo para aquele rosto que tanto te fez sorrir. que te disse coisas lindas, que compartilhou contigo momentos incríveis dentro e fora daquele quarto.

"quer falar de maturidade, enzo?" as lágrimas finalmente caíram de seus olhos. "maturidade é admitir que você está se mordendo de ciúme. que me quer pra além desse combinado ridículo que você propôs." falava baixo, a voz quase um sussurro saindo da sua boca.

"eu propus, mas você concordou! não se faça de louca." a voz dele permaneceu no mesmo tom que a sua, grave e perigosa.

antes que tivesse tempo de responder ou até mesmo reagir, enzo encurtou a distância entre vocês e tomou seus lábios em um beijo.

não foi um beijo romântico ou gentil - era cheio de dentes, de mordidas no lábio inferior. as línguas travavam quase que uma batalha árdua pela dominância. você segurava os cabelos dele pela nuca, puxando com agressividade. ele apertava seus braços com toda força que você agradeceu por estar frio e ter que usar mangas longas diariamente.

"quer um amiguinho pra falar português, é?" com a frase, ele te virou e jogou seu corpo com tudo na cama. apesar do tecido macio te esperar, a brutalidade com que foi jogada arrancou um gemido sutil dos seus lábios. "fala português comigo então, sua puta." você permaneceu em silêncio, vendo quase passiva ele retirar sua calça e sua blusa.

"eu mandei falar." ele ordenou, quase, te segurando pelos braços novamente e chacoalhando seu corpo. aproveitou para te arrancar o sutiã e a calcinha, te deixando exposta e nua nos lençóis.

"você não manda em porra nenhuma, enzo." reagiu, finalmente, respondendo em português enquanto empurrava com tapas as mãos do uruguaio. ergueu-se da cama, tirando a blusa dele com raiva, quase rasgando o tecido fino no meio do caminho.

no que ele ia te responder, beijou-o com violência, mordendo os lábios com força a fim de machucar mesmo. as mãos foram ávidas para a calça alheia, abrindo o zíper e abaixando com cueca e tudo, as unhas arranhando a coxa masculina.

ele chutou o tecido que se acumulava entre os pés para qualquer lugar, jogando o corpo para cima do seu. foi direto para seus seios fartos, mordendo os mamilos com crueldade só para te ver contrair embaixo dele. "então fala. fala pra mim, putinha. deixa eu te ouvir."

"vou falar pra te xingar, filho da puta. me come tão bem, me fode tão gostoso, e fica com essas crises patéticas de ciúme." sua voz saiu entrecortada por gemidos, grave e rouca.

enquanto ele permanecia lambendo e mordendo seus seios com verocidade, a mão direita deslizou por seu corpo e encontrou sua entrada quentinha e molhada. ele deslizou o dedo indicador pelos seus lábios, te masturbando de levinho.

"não acredito que agora você está sendo gentil. arregaça a porra dessa buceta, enzo." você vociferou, tomando o pênis duro dele nas mãos e encaixando na sua buceta com pouquíssimo cuidado. a cabeça inchada encostou de levinho, arrancando gemidos dos dois.

"que boquinha suja." enzo riu, retirando o dedo longo do seu clítoris apenas o suficiente para que ele entrasse com tudo, gemendo alto quando sentiu seu interior contrair ao redor do pau duro.

começou a meter com força, com crueldade mesmo. voltou o dedo para fazer pressão no seu clitóris inchadinho, sem mexer. você estava a beira da loucura - as estocadas eram intensas e sua buceta ardia, mas o prazer e a tesão eram tantos que não te incomodava.

"isso. me fode. enche minha buceta de porra pra que o próximo que tente entrar saiba que eu tenho dono." não sabia mais direito o que falava, apenas soltando todos os pensamentos que passavam por sua cabeça.

ele gemia, a cabeça angulada com sua boca para que pudesse te ouvir também.

gozaram juntos, ele com um grunhido alto, você com um gemido desesperado. ele tombou em cima do seu corpo, relaxando quase que imediatamente. você não conseguiu se conter e acariciou as costas de enzo com as pontas dos dedos.

"vai parar de ser babaca agora?"

"vou. desculpe."

#enzo vogrincic x reader #enzo vogrincic #lsdln cast #lsdln #ffs

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star-elysiam · 2 months

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ლ lsdln cast x conhecendo seus pais ლ

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◍ pairing: lsdln cast x fem!reader

◍ sum: como alguns dos meninos do cast reagiria conhecendo seus pais

◍ w: nenhuma

◍ n/a: meu primeiro hc, espero que gostem 🫶

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Kuku

Passa a semana todo feliz por finalmente estar conhecendo seus pais pessoalmente. Já haviam trocado meia dúzia de palavras, depois de uma vez ligarem via vídeo chamada e por ele estar no seu apartamento, acabaram conversando;

Foi uma conversa rápida mas aparentemente ele já causou uma boa primeira impressão;

O encontro acontece no apartamento dele, por insistência dele mesmo;

Faz questão de preparar todo o jantar, preparando um prato brasileiro que você ensinou pra ele há algum tempo;

Deixa o apartamento impecável, tudo em seu devido lugar e se preocupa de tempos em tempos se o quadro que fica encima do sofá não está torto ou se a manta que está usando no sofá não está amassada, mesmo depois dele ter alisado umas quinhentas vezes;

Compra as flores favoritas da sua mãe e deixa em um vaso na mesa de jantar;

Por fim, seus pais adoraram tudo. Elogiaram a comida, o cuidado com tudo, principalmente com você e por ter se esforçado tanto em querer agradar

Enzo

Fica super feliz quando você comenta que quer apresentar seus pais. Afinal, são pessoas importantes na sua vida e isso significa que você gosta dele o bastante para apresentar sua família;

É meio metódico, separa duas opções de roupa para a ocasião, pensando no clima do dia. Quer estar bem preparado e não quer se atrasar por nada no mundo. Não ia pegar bem chegar atrasado no primeiro encontro com os sogros;

A semana inteira ele parece confiante e relaxado, vez ou outra pergunta mais coisas sobre seus pais para conseguir puxar assunto na hora e ter boas conversas;

Quando chega o dia, a calmaria passa e percebe que ele está ficando um pouco agitado, ansioso. "Calma, vai dar tudo certo", você tenta acalmar ele;

Fica mais relaxado quando chega na casa dos seus pais e sua mãe diz que fez um prato vegano especialmente para ele;

No fim, deu tudo certo e ele se deu bem com os seus pais e seus pais aprovaram ele;

"Eu disse que ia dar certo". Diz dando um beijo na bochecha dele, assim que entram no carro, enquanto ele sorri convencido;

Voltam o caminho inteiro conversando sobre o almoço. Sobre suas impressões sobre seus pais e as curiosidades do lugar onde cresceu. Lógico que iria implicar um pouquinho com você por conta das fotos de infância que sua mãe fez questão de mostrar e as histórias que seu pai contou, sobre as coisas que aprontou.

Matías

O assunto sobre conhecer os sogros surge com uma brincadeira, nem um de vocês estava levando a sério no começo;

Você resolve aprofundar a brincadeira e pergunta se ele quer conhecer os seus pais. Não que um dia você não pretendesse fazer isso mas como não tinham oficializado seja lá o que tinham, achava que um momento como esse poderia demorar para acontecer;

Para sua surpresa e até a dele também, ele diz que quer conhecer seus pais. Você fica em dúvida se era real ou não mas ele insiste em dizer que sim, que só ficou nervoso mas quer conhecer sua família;

A semana inteira é de pura ansiedade para ele. A cada dia mais perto de conhecer sua família, mais nervoso ele ficava;

Resolveu que o jantar seria no seu apartamento. Assim, tanto ele quanto você poderiam ficar mais confortáveis;

Tudo ocorre bem, óbvio. Só no começo que pelo nervosismo ia responder de uma forma muito direta para seu pai sobre como se conheceram. Ele estava tão distraído se servindo que nem se tocou que ia falar demais;

Você percebe e da uma leve cutucada nele, que reformula o pensamento e diz que se conheceram em uma festa, sem muitos detalhes. Seus pais não precisavam saber que se conheceram em balada e se pegaram no banheiro.

Pipe

O bichinho fica desesperado quando você conta pra ele que seus pais avisaram que queriam conhecer ele;

Sabia que o momento iria chegar mas não sabia que chegaria tão rápido;

Fez um milhão de perguntas sobre seus pais. Queria saber o máximo de informações possíveis, da comida que gostavam, se seu pai torcia para algum time em especial, os hobbies favoritos da sua mãe, entre outras dúvidas;

Um dia quando chegou no apartamento dele, encontrou um papel na bancada da cozinha com algumas anotações. Ele estava ensaiando para conhecer os seus pais, tinha anotado tudo que você tinha dito e fez uma listinha com os assuntos positivos e negativos para falar com eles;

Achou a coisa mais fofa do mundo ver ele todo empenhado assim e não contou nada sobre o que descobriu, não quis correr o risco de deixar ele ainda mais nervoso;

Ver ele se empenhar tanto assim para conhecer seus pais só reforçava o quanto ele te amava;

Sua mãe ficou encantada com ele e seu pai ficou muito feliz por ver sua filha com alguém que a valorizava tanto.

Simon

Conhecer os pais da namorada era uma novidade para ele, isso só aconteceu uma vez e não deu muito certo na época;

Era um novo passo e queria que as coisas funcionassem dessa vez. Se importa demais com você e quer que seus pais enxerguem o quanto ele te ama e te respeita;

Vai fazer uma reserva em algum restaurante, não quer arriscar cozinhar alguma coisa e seus pais odiarem a comida. Também não deixa que você prepare nada, quer que você possa relaxar também;

Você percebe que ele anda mais calado, pensativo e sabe que é por conta do encontro. Tenta acalmar ele, dizendo que vai ficar tudo bem e consegue ver por alguns minutos o rosto dele relaxar;

Durante o jantar, ele fica bem comunicativo, rasga inúmeros elogios para você, o que deixa seus pais super felizes;

Ele continua nervoso e em alguns momentos depois de seu pai fazer alguma pergunta, ele acaba gaguejando um pouquinho na hora de responder mas depois se mantém firme, mostrando que você fez uma boa escolha;

Ao final, seus pais gostam dele e ele percebe isso, ficando orgulhoso de si mesmo;

Quando você vai se despedir dele, já que volta com seus pais por eles estarem hospedados no seu apartamento, não perde a oportunidade de zoar ele por ter ficado tão nervoso a ponto de trocar algumas palavras

"Eu sabia que você ia conseguir, só não sabia que ia ficar tão nervoso assim." Você ria e provocava, só pq amava ver o biquinho que ele fazia.

"Pode rir nena, mas na semana que vem, quem vai passar por isso vai ser você".

#lsdln cast #esteban kukuriczka #enzo vogrincic #esteban kukuriczka x reader #enzo vogrincic x reader #matias recalt #matias recalt x reader #felipe otaño #pipe otaño #felipe otaño x reader #simon hempe #simon hempe x reader #headcanon #lsdln

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lqvesoph · 2 months

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She‘s WHOSE daughter??? || LN4

gif by @formulaonedirection

lando norris x webber!reader

summary: After releasing your new album you go to the Bahrain Grand Prix to finally see your two favorite Aussie’s. What you didn’t expect is to meet a certain Brit as well.

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Part 1

yn.adams: Thank you for all the love on GUTS!!! Tour is coming I promissssse but now off to Bahrain🏁

comments:

gracieabrams: YOURE UNREAL

rachelzegler: all american t*ts frr

danielricciardo: Okay who am I fighting today🥊

oscarpiastri: See u in Bahrain (finally)

> yn.adams: FINALLY!!!

> oscarpiastri: You‘ve become busy since becoming a world star🥲

fan: SHES COMING TO BAHRAIN!!!

> fan: FINALLY!! Its been ages

fan: Has she ever been to a race??

> fan: Well… I mean obviously LMAO😭

fan: U supporting Red Bull or Mclaren this weekend?

> yn.adams: Rbr obviously!! Not even Oscar can get me into that orange Garage🤨

> oscarpiastri: It’s PAPAYA!!!

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"GOOD MORNING!!!", an australian accent yelled into your ear just moments after you entered the Bahrain paddock.

You flinched, immediately slapping the person’s arm. "Daniel!!!", you called and pushed the driver away from you as he tried to pull you into a hug.

"I‘ve missed you so much", he mumbled, pressing you close to him and ruffling your hair after, which made you slap his hand away from your head.

"You seen Osc yet?“, you asked, looking around you, spotting a few photographers whose camera’s where direct to you. Daniel shook his head. "Nope, I thought you‘d come together. I‘m surprised you’re only here now."

You rolled your eyes and kept walking with Daniel. "I was on a video call with my team, discussing the upcoming tour. We gotta work out a schedule and call the venues and stuff", you replied. "We‘ve been on there even before the album came out and I still haven’t completely made up my mind."

"Indecisive little shit", Daniel laughed, making you slap his arm with a chuckle. You made your way to the Red Bull hospitality, Daniel waving at a few people from Mclaren that he was still friends with even after he left the team at the end of the 2022 season.

"I think Kelly and P are in there", he told you before hugging you goodbye. "If you see Oscar, tell him I‘m looking for him", you said, smiling and ruffling through Daniel‘s hair as some sorta revenge, before quickly stepping back and running up the stairs to the entrance.

Daniel laughed and pointed a finger at you. "I‘m gonna get you back!" You giggled and waved as you walked backwards into the hospitality.

Looking around the room you quickly spotted Kelly with her daughter Penelope sitting on a creme coloured couch.

"Heyy, honey", she greeted you and got up to hug you. "Hey, darling", you then said and lifted Penelope up who was reaching her arms out to you.

Just when you sat down, your phone chimed with a new message.

Osc🧡: Meet me in front of Mclaren

You: I‘m not going in tho

Osc🧡: Well I can’t really walk into Red Bull can I?

You: 🙄okay

"I‘ll be back soon, Oscar just texted", you let Kelly know and high fived P who giggled as you did. Jeez, how much you missed that little sunshine!

You glanced around the front porch of Mclaren‘s hospitality but didn’t spot Oscar. And as you didn’t just want to walk into the building you stayed where you were, next to the steps leading up to the entrance.

"You walked in with Danny, right?", someone spoke behind you, making you turn around. The confused expression on your face quickly leaving when you came face to face with the other Mclaren driver.

He sat at one of the tables with another curly haired guy and a blonde girl.

You nodded. "Yeah", you simply said. "You wanna come up here?", he asked, gesturing to the empty chair next to him.

You‘ve never spoken to Lando Norris, all you knew about him was through stories from either Oscar or Daniel. You knew that he spent some of his winterbreak with Danny and Martin in Australia. Daniel had asked you to come along as well but you were busy with the release of your new album so you had to decline.

You looked around you one last time, trying to find Oscar but failed, so you nodded and took the few stairs up to the table the three of them were sitting at.

As you stood directly in front of them, you saw how the blonde girl recognized you. You‘ve always been good at reading people but over the last years you‘ve become incredibly good at telling whether people recognized you when facing them. Even if they try their hardest to hide it, that small second when their eyes widen in realization was enough for you to tell.

"I‘m Lando", he introduced himself, holding a hand out to greet you. "Y/n, nice to meet you", you smiled, trying to ignore the urge to tell him 'I know, I‘m friends with Daniel and Oscar'. "Max and Pietra, friends of me", he then gestured over to the people sitting across from you.

"So, how do you know Daniel?", Lando asked, crossing his arms on the table. "I‘ve known him since I was 8 years old, I think", you smiled, remembering tiny 8 year old you giggling and blushing when first talking to Daniel at the British Grand Prix. "Really?", his eyes widened. "How did you meet?" "Uh, through my dad, he‘s from Australia as well", you answered, leaving out most of the details.

"You‘re australian?", Lando questioned with raised eyesbrows. "No no, my dad is. My mom‘s from America and I kinda grew up between California and Canberra", you explained.

"However, for some reason she likes to ignore her australian origin", a voice said behind you, making you smirk as you recognized the familiar Melbourne accent.

You turned around in your chair and stood up before wrapping your arms around Oscar. "Hey, princess", he laughed. "How‘ve you been?"

"Bit stressful with Tour at the minute but it feels so good to be back here!", you grinned.

As you turned back to the other three, you couldn’t help but notice Lando‘s confused face. Maybe it was the fact you basically jumped Oscar or that he‘d called you 'princess', something he‘s been doing ever since your first Tour when you got gifted a little crown from your fans because it matched the dress you were wearing on stage.

"I se you‘ve made friends already, might wanna stay here for the race?", Oscar asked with a smirk. You slapped the back of his head in an affectionate way. "Nuh uh, nice try, Piastri", you chuckled. "I‘ll be watching from Red Bull, you know that."

The confused expression on Lando‘s face only seemed to deepen with everything you said so you gave him a quick explanation. "My father used to work at Red Bull, so it‘s the team I‘ve grown up with and I‘m not leaving that."

Oscar snorted at you little white lie but you rammed your elbow into his side to get him to keep quiet.

Lando nodded, still slightly confused by the way you and Oscar acted with each other but before he could question it, a team member walked out of the door and told the two drivers to start getting ready for the race.

"I‘ll see you later, okay? You‘re driving back with Daniel?", your best friend asked. "I haven’t talked to him about it but-" "Okay, then I‘m taking you back to the hotel", he interrupted you with a grin.

"Jeez, splitting my time with you two like you‘re my parents", you laughed but agreed and hugged the driver goodbye.

"Bye, bye!", you waved to Lando, Max and Pietra before walking back over to Red Bull.

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After the race and all the podium celebrations, you waited in front of the Mclaren hospitality for Oscar, scrolling mindlessly on your Twitter while ignoring the 22 unread messages from your management.

"Hey, Y/n", a voice said behind you, making you look up from your phone. "Lando, hi. Congrats on your race", you smiled. "Thanks, could’ve been better but we‘ll try again next week", he shrugged.

"Jeddah, right?", you asked, not having memorized the calendar quite yet. The driver nodded and played around with the orange lanyard in his hands.

"You coming?", he dared to ask after a few seconds and from the way his fingers fiddled with the orange band faster, you could tell how nervous he was. You shrugged. "I don’t know yet, I’m quite busy with work at the minute, so probably no. But I‘ll definitely be in Melbourne", you replied, trying to lighten the mood by adding the last sentence.

"Pietra told me you’re a singer", he revealed, making you smile at the memory of the blonde girl. "I could tell she recognized me", you admitted. Lando chuckled. "She said she tried her hardest to not let it show but was freaking out on the inside! She‘s actually quite mad at herself for not asking you for a picture!"

You giggled again and shook your head. "She could’ve asked, I wouldn’t have minded", you said with a small smile. "If she’s at a Grand Prix just let me know and I promise I‘ll find her." "I‘ll let her know", he nodded and looked to the ground with the cutest smile you have seen in a while.

The combination of the brunette curly hair, the british accent, the smile and his dimples, drove you crazy and made you heart skip a few beats. But you tried your best to keep it together.

Little did you know that Lando quite literally felt the same about you. Your long hair, along with the color of your eyes and especially your smile made his heart beat a little faster as well.

You stayed in silence for a few seconds, just looking at each other admiringly before a voice interrupted your starring.

"Princess!! Sorry for being late!", Oscar called while walking out of the hospitality with Lily‘s hand in his. You smiled at the sight of your best friend’s girlfriend and send her a little wave which she returned with the hand that wasn’t wrapped in Oscar‘s.

"That‘s okay, I had Lando to keep me company", you chuckled, making the brit smile a little. "You ready?", Oscar asked and you nodded.

He said goodbye to Lando and started walking down the stairs.

"I’ll see you in Australia?", Lando asked one last time. You nodded your head with a smile. "Oh for sure, I wouldn’t miss this race for the world!", you chuckled. "Great!", Lando whispered under his breath and gave you a little wave which you returned before following Oscar and Lily.

"What do you think of him?", Oscar asked as soon as Lando was out of hearing range. "Lando? He’s pretty cute", you simply stated, not daring to mention the other words floating around your head. Nice, pretty, gorgeous, hot and handsome were just a few examples.

"Why do you ask?"

Oscar smirked. "No reason, really!"

tagged: redbullracing, danielricciardo, oscarpiastri

yn.adams: bahrain dump (feat. my two favorite aussies)

comments:

oscarpiastri: You‘re an aussie as well…

> yn.adams: But I‘m not tho…🤷‍♀️

> oscarpiastri: Y/n🤨

danielricciardo: I‘m shown before Oscar

> yn.adams: rolling my eyes as we speak

> fan: LMAOOO

fan: Am I seeing you in the Mclaren garage?

> yn.adams: JUST FOR A SECOND!!!

fan: The race weekend is better when ur there

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fan: How does she know Oscar and Daniel??

> fan: Through her dad obviously

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adventuringblind · 3 months

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Safety In Your Arms

Dando x Reader

Genre: Hurt-comfort, maybe spicy via implied smut

Summary: Sometimes things go horribly wrong, nothing like what you expected, and it sends you hurtling towards emotions you never asked for. Lando and Daniel hate to see her this way.

Warnings: implied sexual content prior to and post incident, r@pe, anxiety, panic attacks, worried partners

Notes: Not sure this is exactly what you wanted because I don't write r@pe fantasies... regardless I hope the requester likes it :)

Side Note: Please leave notes! I think I might have been shadow banned recently as my fics are not being interacted with as much as they used to. Maybe it's just me being self-conscious because I know I couldn't care but I do.

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Her heart thumping in her ears is all she can hear. Just last night, this had been something special and intimate. It was beautiful and loving. Now a stranger thinks he take something that isn't his.

Daniel and Lando are the only ones aloud to touch her like this. Their touch sends shivers down her spine in a pleasant way. This man makes her burn. His grip keeping her pinned to the wall feels like lighter being held against the bare flesh of her hips.

She was almost to the room. Back to the safety of her boys. Just up the stairs and down the hall. Curse the elevator for not working.

She's not sure where the adrenaline comes from. Her fight or flight response is pulling from some unknown energy reserve. It's enough for her to push him off her.

He falls backwards down the stairs. He's disoriented but still conscious. He looks like he might fight his way back to her and finish what he started.

She bolts. Her legs carry her to the door of her shared room. Fists bang on the door in terror.

The door to the stairwell slams open. She leans her weight into the door and slides down. Tears stream down her face at the hopelessness she feels in this situation.

The door flings open. Daniel on the other side catches her crumbling body before it hits the ground. She pushes inside and finds the farthest corner of the room.

She sees the silhouette of the man come to face Daniel. Lando is crouched down in front of her, trying to coax some kind of explanation out of her. She's too worked up to respond.

The loud crack of Daniel's knuckles fills her ears. Her attacker stumbles backwards once more, this time he's out cold. His body falls to the ground, with a soft thud muffled only by the carpeted floors.

Lando exchanges a few words with Daniel. The ringing in her ears makes it hard to understand. It's not until Lando hands her his sweatshirt to hold and Daniel is on the phone that she registers the safety.

"He - He - I was -" She can't even get the words out. Not without realizing how pathetic she sounds.

"Okay, breathe now love, you're safe." She takes a few breathes with Lando. "Can we try some yes or no questions?"

She hesitantly shakes her head yes. Slowly, she reaches to Lando. He intertwines his fingers with hers and both of them relax.

"Did her hit you at all?"

Yes. When he first got her against the wall.

"Did he touch you anywhere intimate?" Lando looks like he's trying not to cringe.

Yes. Everywhere. It burns still.

Lando look on the verge of tears. He's always been empathetic, hurting with them. "Did he - did he rape you?"

She breaks. Burries her face in Lando's sweatshirt and wails. Lando is careful not to touch her in any harsh way; lets her lead him.

Daniel clambers onto the floor with them. She doesn't look at him, but she knows he's there and that's enough. "Love, I'm so sorry this happened to you. The authorities are on their way to take, whoever that was, away. The question now is how you want to go forward." Daniel takes a heavy breath before continuing when she doesn't respond. "We have to go to the hospital, love. I don't want you to suffer any more than you already have."

She's still crying as they bundle her up in Lando's sweatshirt and Daniel's sweats. The soft baggy ones she steals from him all the time regardless.

"Dan, what about... him?" Lando stares at the man lying on the floor. She has to will herself not to vomit at the sight of him.

"I'll meet you there, okay? The police should be here soon." Lando looks hesitant to leave without Daniel. The Aussie plants a reassuring kiss to his forehead. "Take care of our girl, yeah?"

By the time they get checked in, Daniel texts that he's on his way. She hasn't said anything else since the hotel room, but Lando kindly offers her one of his airpods. The music helps, if only a little.

The nurse takes her back to the room alone. She wails the entire time until they let Lando, now with Daniel on his heels, back with her.

She dissociates through the entire visit. Not coherent enough to answer anything but yes or no questions.

The next few days are more of them same. Only getting out of bed to sit in the shower. The water hot enough to burn away her skin.

Daniel tells Max they had an emergency but doesn't go into any details. Max lets them fly out with him. She doesn't talk to him. Too tired to use any energy on conversation.

Daniel and Lando respect her space. They ask before touching her. They announce their presences, especially if they are behind her.

The bruises fade eventually. It's not like the physical evidence was going to remain on her forever. Still, with his handprints gone for her sight, they burn her every time the area is touched.

She doesn't wear anything aside from Lando and Daniel's clothes that are too big on her. Not until they are back in Monaco for the summer break. Four months after the incident.

Daniel gently coaxes her out of the warm clothing. The boys give her space until she's ready to join them and respect her boundaries when she asks not to be touched.

Her skin still burns.

By the end of summer break, she's had time to work her way up to new things. Small bits of skin-on-skin contact and hugs are quickly becoming her new lifeline. She missed being able to not fear the touch of another. Her mind tends to forget she's safe and fights anyone who tries to get to close.

By September she's able to sleep in the same bed as them without waking up panicked that they are going to hurt her in some way. The nightmares remain, but now she clings to the two males when she wakes crying.

On a particularly charged night filled with celebrations. The three of them work through it at her pace. She sets boundaries like her therapist had told her to do. Daniel and Lando tell her everything they are going to do before they lay a finger on her.

She missed this.

She missed them.

Their hands don't burn her skin anymore.

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gardensofbabilon · 2 months

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(S)he' mine - Felipe Otaño x Fem! Reader

Felipe não te assume pra ninguém, mas assim que percebe que esta prestes a te perder para um dos corredores de Formula 1 mais famosos do mundo, deixa o ciúmes falar mais alto e toma uma atitude inesperada.

tw: nenhum, apenas um pouco de ciúmes..

curtido por carlossainz55, charles_leclerc166, vogrincicenzo e mais 2.876.098 pessoas.

seuuser os 3 dias mais INSANOS de todos!!! Muito obrigada scuderiaferrari, pelo convite! P1 babyyy. Minha parte preferia foram definitivamente todos os sorvetes que tomei juntinho com carlossainz55 :)

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carlossainz você com toda certeza foi um amuleto da sorte, bebê! (Curtido por seuuser)

⤷ seuuser acho que fazemos uma boa dupla, eu com minha sorte e você com seu talento ;)

scuderiaferrari Nosso adm morreu... QUEREMOS UM REPEAT!!!

charles_leclerc16 o sainz não para de falar sobre o sorvete de morango.. volta logo s/n!

⤷ landonorris acho que ele gostou de algo além do sorvete...

⤷ carlossainz55 CALEM A BOCA OS DOIS.

felipegotano <3 (curtido por seuuser)

user1 essa é a crush que o sainz tanto falou na entrevista de domingo?

⤷ georgerussell ELA MESMA!!!!!!!!!

⤷ carlossainz55 ATÉ VOCÊ GEORGE

pipinho <3333333333

então quer dizer que foi legal sair com carlos sainz

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pipinho <3333333333

ele nem é latino de verdade, você sabe né?

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pipinho <3333333333

mas se preferir, fica com ele, sei que nenhum faz com você o que eu faço

30 segundos

pipe? o que caralhos você ta falando?

25 segundos

ao menos o carlos não me esconde nos cantos

23 segundos

mas se te interessa, somos só amigos.

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carlossainz55 P1!! Mais uma conquista sensacional ao lado do meu time, e claro, comemorei com muito sorvete de morango ao lado da melhor companhia.

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seuuser a melhor parte foi com toda certeza o sorvete no calor de 40 graus, mas não teria o mesmo gosto sem sua companhia. (curtido por carlossainz55)

⤷ carlossainz55 quando vamos ter uma parte 2?

⤷ scuderiaferrari por favor me chamem.

⤷ user3 quero meu convite também!!

landonorris parabens carlinhos, finalmente achou um amuleto da sorte que preste!

pipinho <3333333333

amigos????? com aquele post??? e aqueles comentários??

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pipinho <3333333333

o que você quer de mim?

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nada, felipe.

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doi ver outra pessoa dando valor pra algo que você nunca deu?

1 segundo

pipinho <3333333333

Quer saber, se prepara então.

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pipegotano toda minha.

seuuser foi marcado

os comentários dessa publicação foram desativados.

pipinho <3333333333

agora ficou claro que você é MINHA gostosa?

#lsdln cast #lsdln #sociedad de la nieve #formula one social media au #carlos sainz #felipe otaño #pipe otaño #pipe otaño x reader #carlos sainz x reader #smau #society of the snow #social media au

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dejuncullen · 3 months

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Cariño

Esteban Kukuriczka x reader

rating +18

PT - BR

Notas da autora : quero dizer que o meu rascunho excluiu umas duas vezes e por fim o resultado foi esse. Preferia a primeira versão, infelizmente perdi metade. 🥲

Esteban tentou a todo custo entrar sorrateiramente na casa em que vocês dois dividiam. Chamar a sua atenção era o que ele menos queria no momento, não queria lhe preocupar com nada.

Mais cedo, ele decidira ir a um casting para um filme que seria lançado na TV local. Sua esperança estava baixa devido os últimos retornos negativos.

Ultimamente só recebera "Não" atrás de "Não", o que fazia o homem cada vez mais desacreditar no seu talento na atuação.

Entretanto, você conhecia o seu noivo muito bem e sabia identificar os suspiros tristes que ele soltava pela sala conforme se acomodava em uma poltrona e encarava o seu cacto de estimação.

— O que aconteceu, mí amor? O teste não deu certo?

Os olhos cabisbaixos lhe encararam por breves segundos e ele voltou a atenção ao cacto, encolhendo os ombros e abaixando a cabeça.

— Não — a voz saiu engasgada, como se segurasse as lágrimas — Escolheram o Santiago para preencher o meu papel. Ele é muito bom, não posso desmerecer o talento dele.

— Você é tão bom quanto ele — enfatizou e o homem balançou a cabeça negativamente — Não fique assim, Esteban, são tempos ruins para todos os que trabalham com arte. Uma hora tudo irá melhorar — tentou ser positiva, mas o homem continuava a negar

— Cariño, como posso simplesmente aceitar esse destino vendo que você está praticamente sustentando sozinha tudo nessa casa? — os olhos marejados se voltaram aos seus e você decidiu abraçá-lo, sabia que ele precisava disso — Estou sem emprego a meses, e não importa o quanto eu tente nunca me dão uma chance.

Uma lágrima escorreu pela bochecha do homem, seguindo para o queixo e pingando na calça jeans que vestia. Seus dedos evitaram que mais lágrimas deslizassem, e com os próprios lábios, beijou a pele salgada até que Esteban se acalmasse.

— Não se culpe por isso. Esse mercado é famoso pelos "QI's" (quem indica), mas isso não diminui o seu talento. — beijou a testa do homem e passou a acariciar a mandíbula dele com os polegares, sentindo a maciez da pele recém barbeada — Esteban, você é o homem mais talentoso que pude conhecer na vida, e não digo isso por ser sua noiva, mas porque é a realidade, é o que vejo e posso comprovar.

— Não me engane assim, cariño, sei bem o que seu pai pensa sobre mim. Eu deveria estar te dando uma vida luxuosa agora.

— E está! — o interrompeu e encostou a testa na dele — Minha maior riqueza é tê-lo ao meu lado, todos os dias. Ver o teu sorriso pelas manhãs, te abraçar e me impregnar com o teu cheiro, sentir o teu calor junto ao meu, olhar e admirar os teus olhos, beijar a sua boca... — lentamente o beijou, um beijo leve e sem maldade — Minha maior riqueza é você, Esteban.

Lentamente, o homem enlaçou sua cintura e a puxou para mais perto dele. Retribuiu o beijo, a princípio roçando os lábios minimamente enquanto os dedos se encarregavam de acariciar a sua cintura por debaixo da camisa de algodão.

Anos poderiam se passar, mas você teria plena certeza que beijá-lo seria sempre como na primeira vez. Era impossível conter as borboletas no estômago, a forma como ele a abraçava te fazia sentir-se em um outro universo, onde existiam apenas vocês dois.

Ele a puxou mais para perto e fez com que você sentasse no colo dele, aproveitando para subir mais os dedos, e dessa vez, eles apalparam os seios desnudos.

— Yo te quiero tanto, cariño — sua voz saiu abafada entre o beijo e você entendeu isso como um passe livre para prosseguir.

Com as mãos livres puxou a camisa para cima e retirou do seu corpo, libertando o tronco para que ele tivesse acesso total a ele. Não demorou muito para que Esteban depositasse os primeiros selares em sua clavícula, deslizando a língua até que estivesse no vale entre os seios.

Uma das mãos subiram até sua nuca, e com a palma aberta, ele capturou um punhado dos fios e os puxou para trás, te obrigando a tombar a cabeça junto.

Ele continuou a carícia lambendo a pele e rodeando os botões com a língua, ao passo que os dedos se enterravam cada vez mais nas mechas e as puxavam até que você estivesse impossibilitada de retornar a cabeça na posição inicial.

Esteban aproveitou para sugar a pele do pescoço, mordiscou e marcou alguns centímetros que encontrara. Subiu um pouco até encontrar seus lábios novamente, e ali, aproveitou para lamber e mordiscar também.

Era um homem extremamente sensual e libidonoso, dificilmente conseguia fugir dos seus encantos e dessa vez não seria diferente.

— Eu te quero tanto... Tanto — voltou a puxar a sua nuca e, com a outra mão, puxou seu quadril para baixo para que sentisse o tamanho do seu desejo, pulsante e tão quente.

Com a destra você desceu até chegar no botão da calça alheia, desabotoando e puxando o tecido da cueca para baixo.

O membro rijo saltou para fora e você foi rápida ao agarrá-lo, deslizando o polegar pela fenda e distribuindo a lubrificação.

Sentiu a própria calcinha molhar com a visão e foi impossível segurar o gemido assim que ele impulsionou o quadril para cima, iniciando a masturbação.

Notando o seu desespero, Esteban, subiu sua saia e sem nenhuma dificuldade afastou sua calcinha, rodeando os dedos entre as suas carnes.

— I-isso — gemeu baixinho e arrancou um sorriso do homem

— Você me quer dentro, cariño, ou prefere que continuemos assim? — a sobrancelha se ergueu em dúvida e você gemeu assim que o anelar do homem deslizou em sua fenda.

— Por favor... — não conseguiu terminar, dado que ele introduzira mais um dedo

— Por favor, o quê? — sugou um mamilo e soltou em um estalo — Preciso que me diga o que quer que eu faça.

Sua cabeça estava um turbilhão de sentimentos, ao ponto de não conseguir processar nenhuma frase. Prosseguiram assim por alguns instantes até que o seu corpo não aguentasse mais a tortura.

— Coloque em mim, Esteban, por favor — suplicou e isso foi o suficiente para que ele entrasse em você, fundo e forte.

Naquele cômodo se ouviam apenas os gemidos e choques dos corpos. Era incrível a forma como ele conseguia dominar todos os seus sentidos, te deixando a mercê dele.

Os dedos prosseguiram puxando as mechas do seu cabelo e seu corpo se encontrava completamente curvado, entregue a ele.

Dos seus lábios, gritos contidos escapavam enquanto dos deles escapavam urros de prazer.

Seu mel escorria pelas pernas e sujavam também o jeans do homem, mas isso não o incomodou, apenas o incentivou a aumentar a pressão e levar os próprios dedos até a sua boca, implorando mentalmente para que você os sugasse.

Sem nenhuma dificuldade ele a levantou e a levou no braço até encontrar a parede mais proxima, onde a virou de costas para ele e voltou a se enterrar em você.

A lateral do seu rosto subia e descia na parede em sua frente, mas nem mesmo isso foi capaz de fazê-la desistir daquilo.

— Vamos juntos — disse e levou o indicador até o seu botão, acariciando e lhe fazendo tremer dos pés as cabeça — Goze para mim, querida.

O quadril do homem batia cada vez mais forte contra as suas nádegas, seguidas de tapas que deixavam toda a região avermelhada. Sentia as pernas perderem as forças, a cabeça começava a rodar e sentia que poderia explodir a qualquer instante.

Bastou mais alguns segundos para que ambos se desmanchassem, e sem forças, você quase caiu de joelhos, isso caso ele não tivesse te alcançado antes disso acontecer.

Vocês riram mediante a situação, os corpos ainda tremiam em prazer e no rosto dos dois o sorriso de satisfação se fazia presente.

— Eu te amo muito, meu bem — disse ele e lhe roubou um beijo, puxando-a para deitar no chão e apoiar a cabeça em seu braço — Te amo muito.

— Eu também te amo, querido — respondeu e o beijou com desejo, sendo interrompida pelo celular do homem que começou a vibrar.

Ele então se levantou para atender, ajeitou a postura e a voz e atendeu. A ligação demorou alguns minutos, Esteban parecia um pouco nervoso e isso a deixou aflita, mas tudo mudou quando ele encerrou a ligação.

— Eu passei no teste! — sorriu abertamente — Voltaram atrás e decidiram que eu deveria ficar com o papel.

— Espera. No teste de hoje? — você o questionou e ele concordou sorridente — Oh meu Deus, meus parabéns, querido! — pulou em seus braços e o beijou novamente, até que os lábios doessem de tanto beijar.

— Obrigado por sempre acreditar em mim, mesmo nas dificuldades — abraçou-a e beijou o topo da sua cabeça — Eu não sei o que eu seria sem você.

— Eu também não sei o que seria sem você, Esteban — sorriu e o abraçou mais forte — Você merece isso e muito mais — o beijou outra vez e ele a tirou do chão, rodeando pela sala — Acredito que isso merece uma comemoração, não é verdade? — disse assim que seus pés encontraram a terra firme outra vez.

— Sim. E iremos comemorar da melhor maneira — Os olhos do homem ficaram mais escuros e o aperto na sua cintura se intensificou, indicando que aquela noite estava apenas começando.

#ptbr #esteban kukuriczka #lsdln #fanfic #dejuncullen

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nerdieforpedro · 2 months

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My Teddy Bear enjoys Leather

Javier Gutierrez x plus size female reader

This fanfic is for 18+ MDNI

Word Count: 892

Warnings: established relationship, unprotected P in V, riding, oral sex (male receiving), fingers and HANDS (did we expect different from me?), the color red, edging, cockwarming, breath play, Javi G is his own warning (I’m not sorry I had him say any of it!)

Summary: Your boyfriend Javier has deemed it appropriate to finally ask you for something important to him.

Notes: I am a sponge. There was talk of what one might do with a different Pedro character’s nose. I was being a menace in a friend’s DM and thought: “I should take some of these mini drabbles and make something with it.” That friend of course was @lady-bess and she encouraged me. 😆 So here we are with splashes of noses, @morallyinept ‘s Javi’s special room and my own spin on things because Javi’s color is red baby. ❤️ @rhoorl helped me with some translations because I already have trouble with English, I need all help I can get for Spanish because fee be it from me to butcher a beautiful language.🥹

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You’ve never been one to kink shame. You’ve also never been asked to use leather in this manner either. Javier Gutierrez has been the sweetest boyfriend you’ve ever had. He only raised his voice in bed when your hand slipped off his chest while you were riding him and grabbed his neck. You apologized but he of course told you not to worry about it. Javi never wants you to fret or feel bad about anything.

He spends an equal amount of time between your thighs and buried in your cunt. It was after spending another night with him, your tongue slid down his shaft following the vein on the side of his cock down to his balls, waking him by nibbling on the skin lightly with your teeth. So there was another time Javi raised his voice waking up with your ass and swollen pussy from the night before staring at him. He reached out, two fingers parting your folds to see your core twitching while your moans were muffled by your lips nipping at his foreskin. Pausing to raise your head, you looked up at Javi whose chest was heaving along with the soft swell of his belly.

“Buenos días mi amor (Good morning my love). Te estoy dando besos dulces (I’m giving you sweet kisses). I need to focus. Don’t touch me yet Javier.” You said plainly, watching him to ensure he took his hand back. “Put them behind your head.” Javier’s eyes dilated as he interlocked his fingers and placed his hands behind his head, watching as your mouth took in his cock swirling your tongue about the head before starting to swallow more, bobbing your head. Javi resisted the urge to thrust his hips, trying to keep still as possible. He needed to keep from cumming, to watch your thighs drip with slick arousal from taking him so deeply, your fingers grasping his thighs where your nails were digging into his skin. The sensation was too much for poor Javier.

“Quierda (sweetheart)!” Was the only thing he was able to say over and over, watching you drink his spend and it dripping from your mouth.

This was the moment Javier decided to ask you into his special room - private room. He’s never shown this room to anyone, just collecting pieces to use, many of them he couldn’t use by himself.

It was a beautiful dinner, you wore the red dress that Javier enjoyed on you, it was strapless with an asymmetrical split. Exposing much of your thigh and leg when you walked and sat, jiggling as Javier watched you walk across the room to the sealed door that had a keypad on it. He entered his code and opened the door. All manner of leather straps, flogs, bells, lined the wall, two harnesses hung from the ceiling. Your eyes were wide from shock.

“Mi vida (my life). I want more of you did the other night. Command me. Restrict me. Some pain is fine, so long as it is from you. This room has all the tools you will need for this.” It’s not something you’ve ever done, never really entertained the idea of it. But if it’s for Javier, your sweet, never asks your for anything except your time, boyfriend. You could at least try.

Now you’re on a circular bed in this sealed room with Javier Gutierrez, a red leather collar placed around his neck meant for breath play. You’ve told him not to touch himself and not to touch you either, even though you long for for them to knead your rolls and folds like he always does, you’ll abstain for him if it brings him greater release. Standing above him naked, you just have him using his perfectly angled nose to tease your clit, but he cannot use his mouth, “Javi, mi bueno niño (my good boy). I’m going to take you in now. You listened so well.” A kiss to his forehead earns you a sigh from him, your palms run along his arms up to his shoulders, centering yourself over his dripping cock. Using him to soothe the ache inside you, your hips became flush with his. “Let’s sit together in your special room. Touch me but don’t move me or your hips.”

Javier’s hands kneaded your back and hips as his mouth, being careful not to move you as instructed. He had a request, he wanted you to do it for him, to him. The breath play worried you, is there a possibility you could hold it too long?

“Cariño (dear). Please, just one time.” Javier pleads with you. Explaining that you’d never done that before and you didn’t want to hurt him, he shook his head. “Mi amor, you could never hurt me. Just pull on my collar enough to make the bell jingle at the end while you sit a top of me, taking me so deeply.” As you warm his cock, you grip the red leather strap connected to the collar, wrapping it once around your hand you pull, cutting his air a bit as his cock twitches wildly inside of you. “Más por favor mi amor (More please my love). You hold my life in your hands. Milk me, have my air, use my cock to come.” Rolling your hips slowly, begins a new chapter with your leather teddy bear Javi.

The fic by @morallyinept is called Door Number Three that helped inspire this. One of her giflets. ❤️

Some peeps who may want to see Javi in red and working that nose 👃: @secretelephanttattoo @maggiemayhemnj @magpiepills @avastrasposts @pedroshotwifey @megamindsecretlair @alltheglitterandtheroar @angelofsmalldeath-codeine @yorksgirl @goodwithcheese @for-a-longlongtime @legendary-pink-dot @ramblers-lets-get-ramblin @trulybetty @fhatbhabie @readingiskeepingmegoing @harriedandharassed @survivingandenduring @soft-girl-musings @heareball @rhoorl @mysterious-moonstruck-musings

#pedro pascal characters #fanfiction #pedro pascal #pedro pascal fanfiction #javier gutierrez #javier gutierrez x reader #Javier Gutierrez x plus size reader #Javier Gutierrez smut #a Nerdie fic

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miskhalie · 3 months

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Besos Robados (Parte 2) - Matías Recalt x Reader x Enzo Vogrincic

Pairing: Matías y Enzo

Advertencias: foreplay, un poco de angst

Notas: perdón, pero al final tendré que hacer una parte tres.

En el cuarto de Enzo todo eran besos, caricias y marcas por la piel. Habías ido en diferentes limusinas, pero no os aguantabais más estar uno lejos del otro. Por lo que decidisteis seguir lo que hacíais en la discoteca en el cuarto de Enzo.

Tú estabas tumbada sobre tu espalda con Enzo a tu lado, apoyado sobre su costilla izquierda, besándote de una manera más sucia y sin reparos. Ya estabais casi desnudos, solo llevando la parte de abajo de la ropa interior. Él con unos boxers negros y tu con unas bragas de encaje rosa. El pelo de Enzo estaba muy revuelto y el tuyo estaba desperdigado sobre la almohada. Estabais rojos por los besos y las mordidas, pero también por la calefacción y el propio calor corporal.

Al besarte, Enzo te masajeaba los pechos y tiraba de tus pezones con suavidad mientras se ponían duros. Tu gemías levemente, solo acababa de empezar la noche. Te besaba el cuello y su mano bajaba a tus costillas a tu vientre y a tu entrepierna, sobre la braga. Luego, volvía a subir y a bajar. Te creaba frustración pero también impaciencia. A Enzo le encantaban los juegos previos, pero tu los odiabas porque se aprovechaba para hacerte suplicar por él.

- Enzo, por favor... - gemías.

- Dime, nena - te respondía- ¿Qué queres?

- A ti, Enzo, A ti... - tu voz se entrecortaba por que Enzo no podía dejar de tocarte por todas partes menos de la forma y en el lugar que más lo necesitabas.

- Si me lo pedís así... - su voz se quebró cuando empezaste a tocar sus partes intimas, frotando el gran bulto que tenía entre las piernas. Un suspiro se escapó de él.

Cuando estaba apunto de meter la mano bajo la ropa, sonaron varios golpes en la puerta. ¿Quién llamaba a esta hora? Enzo se quedó parado pero ignoro los golpes y siguió el camino hasta debajo de su ropa, sin embargo, volvieron a sonar y esta vez, mas fuerte. Enzo resopló y se levantó, debían ser esas camareras que le habían llamado a la puerta solo al saber que se hospedaba allí. No quería fallar a sus fans, pero esque en ese momento tenia a la actriz más sexy del cast en su cama, esperando por él, suplicando por más. Se puso unos vaqueros y se los abrochó, debía estar decente.

Abrió la puerta y miró por la pequeña rendija que había dejado de visión dentro de su habitación. Rápidamente una mano cogió la puerta y empujó para abrir del todo esta.

Un Matías celoso entró, dando pisotones como un elefante.

- ¿Que queres, Mati? - le preguntó Enzo siguiendole, intentando adelantarlo para cortarle el paso.

- No me lo puedo creer... - musitó para si mismo, se giró hacia su amigo antes de girar el pasillo y ver la situación - ¡Te dije que queria besarme con ella y vas tú y la besas!

- Mati, yo no hice nada, fue idea suya. - avanzó por su lado y lo empujó suavemente hacia la puerta - Además, si ella no sabe nada. Deberías comentarselo mañana por la mañana.

Se oyeron los muelles de la cama de Enzo, habia alguien más, pensó Matías. Se miraron a los ojos por un instante y Enzo intentó agarrarlo en vano, ya que el pequeño era más agil. Giró la esquina y se quedó impactado por lo que vio.

La chica, por la que empezaba a sentir un cosquilleo, estaba tumbada en su cama, casi desnuda y sudorosa. Sus mejillas sonrosadas, sus pechos con incisiones de dientes y los pezones duros, con el pelo revuelto y las piernas entreabiertas. Todo apuntaba a que Enzo lo queria echar para terminar lo que empezaron en la discoteca. Respiro hondo y tragó. Quizás había cruzado el límite para ella. Tú te apoyaste sobre tus codos y miraste al chico intentando cerrar las piernas.

- Matías, creo que... - su amigo empezó a decir.

- No si ya estoy viendo que esta ocurriendo. - rió dolido. - No hace falta que me corras a la puerta. Ya me voy.

- ¡Mati, espera! - gritaste.

Te levantaste de la cama y le cogiste de la mano, lo llevaste hasta la cama para que se sentara. Le quitaste la camiseta y le besaste. Estaba receloso, incluso puede que un poco enfadado contigo, pero no rechistaba. Se fundía en el beso como si estuviera aprendiendo a besar por primera vez. Le agarraste la cara a Enzo y también lo besaste, era una invitación moderada a algo más de sexo casual del que habías tenido desde el principio.

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