#lance is a dilf

[scrollonso]

idk how it’s gonna sound butttt… a new au where lance is single dad and nando is a stepdad 🥹 i’m dead every time i get to see nando with children GIVE THIS MAN A KID😭

TYSM FOR THIS REQUEST,, rn it's just a little blurb but I might make it a little more once i finish First Kiss 😭 (1.5k words)

Lance pulled into their new driveway, his daughter screaming excitedly behind him

"We're here, Lilah, wanna look at your new room before we take in groceries?" He said, not really meaning the we, a three year old girl wasn't much help.

"Yes, please!" She shouted, signing please on her chest. Lance had made sure to teach her sign language before she learned to properly speak, before she was born he had joined a "mummy and me" facebook group looking for help and that was one of the many things he was told to do.

Lance hummed, turning off the car and going back to take Delilah out of her carseat, helping her step out of the car before heading inside.

It was a gorgeous house in a safe neighbourhood, Lance figured as she got older living in a one bedroom apartment would get harder and harder so as soon as he had the chance he asked his best friend Esteban for help in house hunting and eventually moving the furniture in. Delilah's mom decided she didn't want to be in her life almost right agter giving birth to her, it had been scary, being a single dad at 22, but he had such a great support system and an even greater little girl.

"Come on, daddy" She spoke, snapping him out of his thoughts as she tugged on his pants leg

"Yes, yes, let's go baby" Lance smiled, quick to swoop her up and carry her upstairs to her bedroom, already adorned with all of her favourite things. The walls were painted a pale blue with cloud lights hanging from the ceiling, at the apartment they had before she was always sneaking out to play outside so he hoped making her room feel outside would limit that.

"This is mine, daddy?" She asked, looking away from all the toys, books, and stuffed animals to face her dad

"Yes, princess, all yours" He nodded, not able to help the wide grin on his face as hers lit up

"Thank you, daddy!" She signed again, holding her arms up to her dad to ask for a hug, he was quick to accept, squeezing her tight as she giggled

"You can play up here while I bring in groceries, okay? Then I'll make you lunch" He pulled away, the little girl nodding and running to the toy chest in the corner of her room to see what was in it as Lance made his way downstairs.

He finally finished putting away the gorceries, wandering back upstairs to ask Delilah what she wanted

"Lilah, are you hungry?" He spoke before walking into the room, startled at the emptiness "Lilah?" He called again, now beginning to panic at the absence of his daughter.

Delilah peeked past a tall white fence, eyes locking on a man who was laying down in the sun, he looked like he was sleeping

"Excuse me?" She spoke, the small voice causing the man to open his eyes

"Hello, sweetie" He spoke, sitting up and shooting her a puzzled look, wondering where she came from. He could tell by the change of her expression that she'd never head an accent like his before

"My daddy said laying in the sun causes you to get red and hurt" She spoke matter-of-factly

"Your daddy sounds very smart, where are your mommy and daddy now?" He asked, now a little concerned

"My daddy is in the kitchen, mommy left"

Fernando tried to hide his shock at the bluntness of the little girl, just nodding at her words

"I see, where is your kitchen?"

"In my new house!" She said with emotion for the first time "Me and my daddy just moved in, he painted my walls blue and i have clouds in my rooms sky!"

He couldn't help but smile at the talkative little girl, part of him worried at how quickly she was to be comfortable around a stranger

"Do you remember which house is yours?"

"Uhm..." She trailed off, tapping a finger on her chin before swiftly shaking her head and muttering a nuh-uh

Fernando nodded, standing up from his chair and holding out his hand "Let me help you find it"

"My daddy said I shouldn't go places with strangers"

The Spaniard couldn't help but laugh, this little girl wandered into his backyard and now that he was trying to return her she was worried about him being a stranger

"I pinky promise I'm nice, I just don't want your poor daddy worrying about you, sweetie"

"My daddy isn't poor! My poppy says we have all the money"

"Of course, Sorry for assuming" Fernando smiled down at her, crouching and holding out his hand "Now, how about we get you back to your rich daddy?"

She furrowed her eyebrows, her small thinking face was extremely endearing. She held out her pinky to the strangers hand "Pinky promise you're not mean"

He locked pinkies with her right away, shaking their hands a little bit before standing up "I pinky promise"

"Okay!" She smiled, grabbing onto two of the mans fingers as they walked, Fernando almost not noticing how she was just staring up at him

"You need to look for your daddy, not at me, sweetie"

"You're handsome, do you wanna meet my daddy?"

"Do I-" He laughed, shaking his head at the little girls comment as he picked her up "Let's focus on getting you home"

Lance was horrified, he checked every room in the house before realizing he didn't shut the door after bringing groceries in, leaving the house to see the white gate was open too

"Fuck, oh my god." He muttered under his breath, trying to stop himself from pulling his hair out as he look around the yards and sidewalks nearby. Delilah was smart, she was cautious most of the time so he knew she wouldn't have crossed the street without a hand to hold but he also knew she was way too friendly

"Daddy!" He heard a voice call after what felt like forever, his head turned to the voice and before he knew it he was scooping her up from the strangers arms, hardly acknowledging him

"God, Lilah, You can't do this now that we have a new house, I had no idea where you where."

"I met a nice man, daddy! He's just like those guys you call cute in the movies!"

Lance had to stop himself from covering her mouth, taking a deep breath before turning to the man

"I'm so-" Fuck. Delilah was so right. He was just like the guys he calls cute in the movies, he was gorgeous, Lance almost collapsed at the sight of the brunette man in front of him

"I'm Fernando" The older man spoke, holding a hand out to the young dad "I live two houses down"

"Hi, I'm Lance" He smiled, taking the (audibly) Spanish mans hand with no hesitation "Thank you so much for bringing her back, please don't think badly about me this doesn't usually happen" He tried to laugh it off to hide his embarrassment

"Is okay, she was great company."

"Are your kids older?" Lance asked, figuring that since the man was so amazing with Delilah right away he mustve beem a dad

"I wish, no, Is just me"

"Oh" Lance nodded, hoping his excitement wasn't visible

"Daddy, he's single!" The little girl whispered (very loudly), Fernando smiling at the pair

"Lilah, You can't just-" He began to speak

"Are you-" Fernando started, both of them pausing to let the other speak "Would you want to get coffee or something? Sometime, or not, is okay if no"

Lance laughed, something so charming about the comdination of the mans accent and flustered blabbering "I'd love to, I hope you don't mind if Delilah tags along?"

"Of course, could I have your number? To plan, of course"

"Yes, to plan" Lance smiled, taking the phone Fernando was holding out to him and putting in the numbers "Can't wait, Fernando"

He smiled, nodding at the two before stepping back to leave "I'll see you soon?" He half questioned half stated, Lance begining to respond before Delilah cut him off

"Yes! Bye bye, Nando!"

"Do you like him daddy" Was the first thing out of the girls lips once they got inside, her dads face flushing at the suggestion

"I think its bedtime" He teased, picking her up as she began wiggling in his arms

"Daddy, no!" She giggled, trying to squirm her way away from him "I'm gonna tell Nando to not go out with you if you make me go to sleep!"

"Fine" He groaned, a smile on his face right after, looking forward to whatever was to come with him and the Spaniard (and his little princess)

#f1 #formula 1 #lance stroll #fernando alonso #aston martin #strollonso #ls18 #fa14 #au #single dad #rpf #ff #alternate universe #f1 rpf #real person fiction #fanfic #fan fiction #fluff #single dad au #lance is a dilf #nando is a step dilf #i like the name delilah #lance so spoils her #like shes spoiled rotten #gets everything she wants #and stepdaddy nando spoils her too

[strollist]

lance in aston’s instagram video 💚

#lance stroll #f1 #sports #aston martin #aston martin f1 #it’s giving future dilf #the long black shirt….

[lil-shiro]

QATAR GP ‘23 – october 8, 2023 (XPB Images / Alamy)

#lance can you please stay away from the dilfs for one second #stop with that pose rn #y’all don’t know how much I actually love kmag #lance stroll #kevin magnussen #qatar gp 2023

[cinnamonstroll]

You know from the way Lance interacts with his older teammates just let's me know that that man is into older men. He loves his dilfs.

#lance stroll #aston martin #lance is a dilf fucker

[lannisterdaddyissues]

there’s nothing better than when fandom rightfully gives the dilf card to a character. conversely, there’s nothing worse than when fandom wrongfully gives the dilf card to a character

#this is about lance pokemon. that man is not a dilf he’s like 27 at best #and silver is not his son can we stop slapping the dilf/traumatized teen label on every older/younger character duo already #the horse is dead because you guys beat it too much PLEASE fixate on a new relationship trope

[transjohnny]

JOHN WICK Lance Reddick as Charon 2014, dir. Chad Stahelski

#filmedit #filmgifs #dilfgifs #dilfsource #johnwickedit #john wick #lance reddick #charon #movies #my edit #dilf city!!

[abbatoirablaze]

Putting Baby In The Corner, Chapter 11

Word Count:  1.4k

Warnings:  smut, unprotected sex, creampie, mentions of underage drinking/intoxication, insecurities, angst. 

“Come on Anya…”

“Please…”

“Just this once…”

“Guys, I don’t want to trick him,” she sighed sadly, sparing Lance a look.  He looked frustrated as he attempted to guide Britt, Sam, and Ashley through their routines, while trying to give them corrections, “he’s already frustrated from having to fix Hope’s fuckups.”

“We need a break,” Tiff pouted, “we can just say we’re going to grab dinner…you do your normal hard rusky attitude of ‘I’ll eat when I win gold’ and dad will stick by you.  You know how he is.”

“I don’t sound like that,” Anya frowned, “I d-“

“Oh come on, Anya,” Maggie laughed, “do it for us…please…we’ll buy you shots.”

“You guys aren’t old enough to drink.  Hell, none of us are old enough to drink.”

“Well, that’s why we made friends with the men’s team…they’re going to provide us with some spirits,” Maggie giggled, “and when you come to our room later, we’ll be all set up…we just need you to distract him for like an hour.”

“Guys-“

“Please Anya,” Tiff begged, giving her best friend doe eyes, “I need a break from my dad…”

“Fine…but-“

She smiled, cutting her friend off with a giant hug. 

“Alright…so you ask for my dad to critique your floor routine…and we’ll say that we’re getting food…and then-“

Anya’s eyes rolled into the back of her head as Lance pressed her firmly against the wall, his hips driving deeply into her.  Lance groaned; his mouth attached to her chest as his hips continued to buck wildly into her.  He was on cloud nine as he lost himself inside of her.

“So-So glad,” he moaned against her chest, peppering her milky flesh with small nips, “so glad we’re alone.  Been craving you, Anya…needed to feel you-ohhh fuck…right there baby.”

Lance groaned as she bit down on his neck, his eyes rolling back into his own head, her teeth clamping onto a sensitive spot.  Lance’s hips stuttered momentarily as he braced himself against the wall; his knees wanting to buckle. 

“I love you,” she repeated softly, breaking away from his neck to pull him back to her lips.  Lance moaned, lost in the moment as the woman locked her legs around his lithe form, “deeper, Lance…I wanna feel every inch of you.  I-I wanna-OH GOD! YES!”

“Wanna cum,” he moaned in response, pulling away so that he could look at her face, “wanna cum in you princess…”

“O-okay,” she said breathlessly, allowing Lance to buck into her yet again.  Her eyes fluttered shut when his cock rubbed the spongey spot inside of her, her core instantly tightening around his shaft.  Her nails dug into his back, “Oh god!  Do it again!  Oh god!  Please!”

“That’s right, baby,” he purred, feeling every animalistic urge, “I’m god right now…god of gymnastics…god of sex…god of that perfect, fucking pussy.”

“YES!” she cheered, nails dragging across his shoulder blades and down his chest as she was thrown over the edge of her orgasm, “YES.  YES!  YES!”

“FUCK!” he groaned, his hips finally meeting a harsh thrust against her own core.  He came inside of her, the familiar warmth starting in her belly and flowing throughout her.  Her eyes rolled back into her head as she milked him, her core spasming around his shaft, “I-I love you, Anya!”

“I love you!” she repeated softly once she came down from her high.  The couple shared in the moment of intimacy, their ragged breaths and heavy heartbeats the only sound in the otherwise quiet gym.

“Well damn, he looks like he put you through the ringer…are you okay?”

Anya bit her lip and looked at her friends, nodding as she brushed some hair behind her ear, “yeah…yeah…I’m good!  It…was intense.”

“Are you sure?” Maggie teased, “you really look worn out…he wasn’t too hard on you because we left, was he?”

“He…he was something alright,” Anya laughed.  She winced as she sat down on the bed, her core tender from the hour-long sexcapade between her and Lance and the multiple orgasms.  Her brows furrowed as she looked around the room, “wh-where’s the alcohol?”

“About that,” Tiff frowned, biting the corner of her lip, “Ashley, Sam, and Britt tried…they really did…but I guess the guys got caught with it…but they did manage to get us these wristbands for the bar and some fake I.D’s.”

Anya’s eyes widened as she looked at the realistic looking ID that claimed she was twenty two and a brightly colored wristband, “but…I-“

“I know,” Tiff apologized, her voice sounding nervous, “I-I’m sorry…but it was the best that the guys could do…”

“Ashley, Sam, and Britt are at the shopping center buying dresses for tonight…we can catch up with them if we want…”

“Or,” Tiff smiled, reaching into the closet beside her, “you bitches can borrow some of my clothes…because I did pack to party…”

“A-are you sure that’s a good idea?” Anya asked, looking between her two friends.

“Come on, An…Mags…we’re at the Olympics…you guys have to have fun with me…please…I can’t do this alone.”

Maggie and Anya looked at each other and they sighed, knowing that they were going to go with their youngest friend’s plan. 

“No more than a few hours…” Maggie said quickly, “and no one will even know that we’re gone.”

“And if we see anyone we know…we’re out of there…we can’t afford to get disqualified.”

“Oh god no,” Tiff laughed, “my dad would murder us if we got disqualified.”

“Baby…wh-what happened to you?”

“I-I got wasted,” she hiccupped, giggling like mad.  Lance looked at Anya, watching how truly free she looked, how uninhibited she was, just simply smiling at him.  His breath caught in his throat as he admired her in her little black dress.  She reached up and stroked the older man’s cheek.  His eyes went from her bare thigh up her body until he met her eyes, “you-you’re so pretty…did you know that?  How did I get so lucky to have a boyfriend like you, huh?”

“Boyfriend?” Lance asked in an amused tone, “is that what I am to you, princess?”

“I want you to be,” she said quickly, leaning against his toned, bare chest.  Her hands traced over the tan flesh, “I-I want to be your girlfriend…and I w-want you to be my boyfriend.”

“This is definitely different than what you act like in public...than how we act together when others are around,” Lance teased, wrapping his arms around her waist, “normally you’re telling me we can’t even look at each other in public.  That no one can know about us…”

“I-I don’t want Tiff to be mad at me,” she admitted drunkenly, “bu-ut you know what…she’s gonna be so mad when she realizes I’ve been lett-letting you sex me up…that I love you so much.”

“Do you now?” he asked, unable to hide the amused tone from his voice.

“Oh yeah,” she smiled sweetly, leaning up to place a delicate kiss to his lips, “I-I don’t care about what happened between you and my parents…y-you get me.  You get what I’m trying to say before I even say it…y-you understand how stressed out I am all the time…”

“You are wound up pretty tight.”

“You make me feel alive, Lance.”

Lance took a deep breath and smiled at the young woman in front of him.  He cupped her face and pressed a kiss to her forehead.  When he pulled away, she was frowning.

“What’s wrong, princess?”

“I-I want you to sex me up again!” she pouted softly, “b-but maybe not so much this time…I feel like you ripped me in half earlier…and-and I can still feel your cum in my panties.”

Lance blushed, “sweetheart…you should have let me clean you up after your shower…”

“I like feeling you inside of me though,” she giggled softly, “I love knowing that my boyfriend came in me…an-and when guys flirted with me at the bar…and I felt your cum dripping out of me…I just…I felt so…I don’t know…”

“Baby…do you like feeling like I own you?” Lance asked softly, his hands trailing down the column of her throat.  She bit her lip and blushed, looking away from him, but he was quick to pull her face back so that her eyes met his, “Anya…”

“I love that you want me,” she admitted, tears pricking at the corners of her eyes, “I-no-no one wants me…but y-“

Lance cut her off, his lips meeting hers.  It pained his heart to hear her say that no one wanted her, and the reason that she loved him cumming in her was because it made her feel wanted. 

“Let me tell you this, Anya,” Lance said breathlessly, pulling away from the kiss.  He held her face as he looked her dead in the eye, “I will always want you…I love you, Anya…”

Chapter 12

#putting baby in the corner #the olympics #olympics #coach lance tucker #dilf lance tucker #soft lance tucker #lance tucker smut #lance tucker #the bronze #sebastian stan characters

[ashkazora]

The existence of Lance/Keith's dad ship is so funny, someone saw this definitely dead dilf with cowboy swag and were like, "You know what? He should fuck Lance, or let Lance fuck him. I think it would be really hot, i think it would be really funny" And they were right

Lance/Keith’s dad is A-tier because you know what’s more devastating than fucking someone’s mum? Fucking their dad.

Personally, I think more people should write Lance and Texas, because it's exactly what Keith (and us readers) deserves. and honestly, who wouldn't fuck a dilf dadbod cowboy.

#Anyways #I believe there's a great smut fic with Lance #Krolia #and Texas. I think it's called something like Cuban Sandwich? #I forgot to post this ask but like. anon. you;'re so right #I fucking love reading fics of them because it's such a hilarious crack ship #lance deserves a dilf #ask #anon #vld

[carcinization-station]

Damn, Court of Darkness is so good, I'd really missed it!

The characters and world-building are so fun! I love this world and MC and the boys are absolute treasures (except Fenn, but at least he is good for a laugh sometimes)

Also they all sound like they have UK accents, which is cool I can't believe there's never been a magic school full of British people in a story before, I love that!!

#court of darkness #court of darkness voltage #Its my Dragon Prince Guy Avari's bday #and Lance is perfection #Toa looks like Felix Fire Emblem #so many delicious tsunderes #rio is goodest boy #AND THEY ALL HAVE DILFS #tumblr has stickers now and im gonna use em

[sarahsardines]

god this picture is … wow!

#THEYRE SO HOT #especially that hottie on the right hehe #jason sudeikis #brendan hunt #james lance #i love dilfs

[here-there-everyfuckenwhere]

For the ask game, let's start with a classc: Trent Crimm, Indipendent

(I couldn't narrow it down to just one so i had to pick two lol)

Delicate- Taylor Swift (mainly because of this amazing edit tbh)

This ain't for the best My reputation's never been worse, so You must like me for me

Heaven Knows I'm Miserable Now- The Smiths

I was looking for a job, and then I found a job And heaven knows I'm miserable now

In my life Why do I give valuable time To people who don't care if I live or die?

Send me a blorbo and I'll tell you a song I associate with them!

#ray rants and junk #ask game #my asks #ted lasso #trent crimm #ted/trent #trent my beloved #my absolute fave #i love him #richmond's favourite dilf #trent/ted #james lance #the smiths #taylor swift #i could have made an entire list but i managed to limit myself to just two lol

[lil-shiro]

oh gosh lance is flirting with carlos he's never beating the "only into dilfs or men 30+ whichever comes first" allegations....

#get back in your hotel room right now #smh #lance stroll #preseason testing 2024 #carlos sainz

[transbrucewayne]

F1 but it’s ultra specific ship dynamics that I need in order to enjoy the ship:

Versainz: baby’s first situationship (literally pentaltyboxbox’s art is my versainz thesis. “Ay, Max, no. I am not gay and neither are you” 🤨) teammates who weren’t supposed to like each other reluctantly becoming friends and then being intricately connected for the rest of their careers. But totally not in a gay way. Of course.

Chestappen: repressed catholic and some guy who needs dilf pussy so bad he wants to kill himself (this is deeply important to me)

Strollonso: Brat princess Lance. Heros and anti-heroes. I’m on the dark side. Tell Lance not to worry I just want to build a gap with the cars behind. You’re my fucking hero.

Carlando: Baby’s first situationship pt.2?? Lando with a massive crush, first real boyfriend Carlos….i need there to be angst. Lando fell first AND harder, etc.

Britcedes/Gewis: George fumbling all over himself trying to impress Lewis, Lewis just thinking he’s cute no matter what. It’s the coolest man alive/weird little freak he’s obsessed with pairing of my dreams. George: this is my boyfriend he’s cooler than me and also he’s cooler than all of you.

Maxiel: first love married divorced remarried pining missing something that maybe was never there will they won’t they one big game of gay chicken healing from baby’s first situationship etc etc etc (I adore them)

Dando: trying to find solace in another, longing for someone you can’t get back, subversion of expected dynamics (controversial: I fully believe Lando tops in this one). But also. They need to have one brain cell. Lando blabbing on about god knows what. Daniel sweating and popping a vein bc of how much he needs to kiss him.

Twinklaren/Landoscar: third time’s the charm, oh you’re the one I’ve been waiting for, tender glances, young love, first teammate crush syndrome

Danterri: we had something weird in the past. “Find another weed guy I can’t fuck with you…uhhhmm nothing personal I can’t fall in love right now and youre Everything I love so if I ever see you again I’ll never let go of your hand sooo yeah” (we’ve all seen that one web weaving.) Are you dating the female version of me?

Lecciardo: WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED IN VEGAS. Charles needs dick from a guy with unstoppable charisma soooooo bad. Fueling each other’s impulsive sides, etc etc

Sebchal: baby’s first situationship (Charles’ version) (from the vault) I miss you so much I’m going to listen to breakup songs all night long. I still think of you every day. I named you twice in a list of drivers. You may even kiss. If it was the omegaverse Seb is so obviously an alpha.

Brocedes: if it doesn’t make me physically sick to my stomach with anguish I do not want it. I hope you die I hope we both die. Hand in unlovable hand. I still consider him my best friend in my heart. We’re not friends. Are they lovers? Worse.

Chewis (Charles/Lewis. I recognise this is also the name for Checo/Lewis. What is the Charles/Lewis name?) me and the bad bitch I pulled by being in violation of that one article section. You know the post. They suffer together. Kinship in joint pain. You’ve got a long future ahead of you. Praise kink.

Let me know if you want a part 2, if so, send ships you want!

#PLEASE SEND ME FIC RECS #versainz #chestappen #strollonso #carlando #britcedes #maxiel #dando #twinklaren #mctwinks #landoscar #danterri #lecciardo #sebchal #brocedes #chewis #my post #max verstappen #carlos sainz #charles leclerc #lance stroll #fernando alonso #lando norris #george russell #lewis hamilton #daniel ricciardo #valterri bottas #sebastian vettel #nico rosberg #f1

[norrisleclercf1]

Continuing off of my earlier request about Mark and Fernando becoming dads, what about Mark and you being at the Spanish grand prix to support your other love, Nando, and it’s your baby’s first time being there and Fernando wanting to show them off to anyone who will let him 😭

A/N: Ugh ahhhhhh, you know how much I love this request already

Covering your mouth you try hard and fail not to snort out laughter. Mark pays you no mind as he straps little baby Diego to his chest. It was the only way your little boy wouldn't be screaming his head off crying the entire time.

Carrying for 9 months and he pops out being the world's biggest Daddy and Papa boy ever. "You look really hot right now," Mark jumps as Fernando walks past, slapping his ass, as he's dressed for Quali. Mark chuckles and fixes his hair as he slightly blushes and looks up at you.

"Does this finally make me a DILF?" He jokes, knowing about the fans running gag, calling the older drivers the DILFs of F1. "Absolutely panty dropping." You tease, fixing Diego's little hat to protect him from the Spanish sun.

"Come on, we have to be early." Fernando smiles, fixing his Aston Martin hat. You move, now fixing his hat and putting those curls behind his ears. "Never cut your hair." Fernando chuckles and kisses the end of your nose.

"I promise." Mark snorts, gathering the rest of the baby stuff and packing the diaper bag. "Let's go,"

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Walking into the Paddock, Diego was long gone from the carrier and now lied peacefully on Fernando's chest. At a year old, Diego was rather calm and loved watching the world. Rarely was he crying, unless he wasn't being held by one of his fathers.

You and Mark kept back as Fernando walked around, showing off the boy and explaining everything to him. Diego eyes wandered over everything, and Mark couldn't help but take pictures of the two of them.

Lance walks past you with a soft nod as he wanders past Fernando. "Oi," You gasp seeing Lance being yanked back but you soon laugh as you see Fernando's hand on the back of his collar. "Not, going to say hello." Fernando grumbles patting little Diego's back.

Lance blinks as he takes in the sight before him and tries to cover up his smile. Fernando keeps nagging Lance, but the Canadian just takes in the little boy that clearly has his Papa's hair and Daddy's eyes.

"Nando, I'm not able to take you seriously with you holding the baby." Lance cracks, sticking his finger out as Deigo gently grabs it before letting it go. Lance makes some funny faces as little Diego giggles and then snuggles closer to his Papa.

"Eh, get lost." Fernando jokes, gently kicking the back of his teammates knee. Lance laughs and runs back over kissing your cheek and waves off Mark as he heads off to his garage.

Fernando walks around, showing Diego off to anyone who'd pay attention. Talking to Toto, Diego's head raises and he soon let's out a piercing scream that has everyone on high alert. Lewis walks into view and you settle down, seeing why your son was so excited.

"Hi, baby." Lewis giggles and runs over happily taking Diego from Fernando who just glares at the Mercedes driver. "He gets so damn happy when he sees Lewis." Mark laughs, as Toto shakes his head and Mark checks his watch. "Shit, I've got to go. Love you," He kisses both you and Fernando before moving to kiss Diego's cheeks.

Normally he'd start to get fussy noticing that Mark was leaving but your son was so in love with Lewis you and Fernando both could leave, and he wouldn't notice it. Fernando moves away and pulls you into his arms.

"I'm glad you are here." Fernando whispers, kissing your cheek as you watch Lewis gently place Diego in his seat and laugh while Fernando makes an unpleasant noise. "Oi, get my boy out of there!" Fernando runs off and you giggle, glad to have been here today.

#f1 #formula 1 #f1 fandom #f1 x reader #formula one #f1 imagine #f1 x y/n #f1 scenario #f1 fluff #f1!poly #poly!f1 #fernando alonso one shot #fernando #fernando alonso #fernando alonso imagine #fernando imagine #fernando alonso oneshot #fernando alonso blurb #fernando alonso fluff #mark webber x you #mark webber x reader #mark webber imagine #mark webber fluff #mark webber oneshot #mark webber blurb #f1 blurb #f1 oneshot #f1 one shot #webbonso

[abbatoirablaze]

Putting Baby In The Corner, Chapter 10

Word Count:  1.8k

Warnings:  taboo relationship, smut

“Wow,” Maggie smiled, her eyes wide in wonder as she stepped forward and looked at the gathering of people thrumming around them, “this is insane.”

“God, I feel like it’s been so long since I’ve been here…”

Tiff smiled at her friend, taking her hand in her own as she looked around in complete awe of the Olympic village, “I’ve never been here…but…this place is…it’s…”

“Breath taking, isn’t it?”  The three girls jumped as Lance stood directly behind Anya, a smirk on his face as he admired the fresh village and the snow-capped mountains that surrounded it, “it almost feels unreal, doesn’t it?”

“Completely surreal.”

“It feels like home!” Anya said confidently as she spared Lance a glance.  The older man gave her a soft look and Anya blushed, looking away from him.  He gave a soft chuckle and she searched for something in the immediate area so that she could change the subject and move away from the moment.  She was quick to recognize the check-in area and lifted her and Tiff’s hands, pointing at it, “oh…over there.  Let’s get checked in so we don’t have to worry about it later.”

“Good idea, Anya!” Lance smiled as the girls ran ahead; Maggie and Tiff all too excited to start the journey that was being part of the Olympics.  Lance shifted until he was beside her; his hand finding its way to the small of her back.  He rubbed it reassuringly, “are you okay, Anya?”

“W-what we did…”

Lance frowned, suddenly feeling unsure of himself, “y-you regret it don’t you?”

A shocked expression found its way to Anya’s face, “What?  No?  How could I reg-“

But she stopped herself when she saw the love-struck expression on Lance’s face.  She sighed, looking back at Tiff and Maggie, “what about Tiff?  I-I don’t want this to stop…but she’s my best friend, Lance…she-“

“She’d understand,” he offered softly, “a-after a while…”

“Would she?” she asked nervously, “or are you just hoping that she would?”

“I know Tiffy…she-she’d understand eventually, Anya.”

Anya gave him a look, her heart fluttering wildly. 

“Lance,” she whispered softly against his ear.  Lance groaned, his eyes rolling back into his head as he buried himself inside of her velvety channel.  Her nails dug into his shoulders and his hips stuttered, “right there…right there, Lance!”

He groaned even louder at her needy panting; the sweet noises filling his ears and wrapping around him like a delicate cocoon.  He wanted to relive the moment for the rest of his life, buried inside of her.   

“I’m gonna-“

He stopped speaking, and with an animalistic grunt, he spilled inside of her.  A warmth filled her belly as she grabbed his face and kissed him passionately.  Lance allowed her play for dominance as their tongues played with one another and he swallowed her moans while her core fluttered around his length, holding him inside of her. 

“I love you,” he whispered softly when their kiss broke, “I-I love you, Anya!”

“I love you too, Lance!”

“W-we should go…”

“Can I see you tonight after practice?” he asked softly, their eyes still unable to break away from one another. 

“Not tonight,” she sighed, “Tiff…she-she wants it to be a girl’s night…it’s going to be all of us celebrating making it to the Olympics together…we’re going to meet up in one of our rooms and I still don’t know if it’ll be mine or not…and I can’t sneak away if it is.”

“Be safe?”

Her heart fluttered at the simple request. 

“Be careful, Lance…you’re crossing into boyfriend territory with those requests…” she giggled softly, “and it’s making me want to kiss you…”

“I’m glad I’m not the only one wanting kisses,” Lance sighed, removing his hand from the small of her back, “I’d feel pretty pathetic if I-“

“After the girls fall asleep,” she sighed in response, biting her lip as she kept her eyes on her friends, “I-I can sneak over to your room after they fall asleep and I can spend the night if they don’t pick my room, bu-“

“You’re naughty,” Lance chuckled, leaning forward just enough to ghost his lips over her temple.  She shivered, feeling as though she was partaking in some risky behavior.  Her breath caught in her throat as she prayed that the girls wouldn’t turn around and see the interaction.  His hand slipped back down her waist, and he squeezed her hip before taking a step to the side and gesturing her to go ahead of him, “after you, my beautiful angel…god knows I love watching you walk away.”

“Lance!”

He smiled, “I’ll text you my room number when we’re all settled…after practice…”

“Ok-“

“Lance Tucker,” a female voice called.  Anya and Lance both turned to see Hope with Sam, Ashley, and Britt, “thought you’d abandon half of your team…”

“You were told to pick up the girls from the West coast…thank you for taking your job seriously for once…assistant coach, Hope,”  Lance smirked.  Anya’s heart fluttered as he sent Hope a snarky look before turning to her, “Anya, will you show your team mates to the registration area where Maggie and Tiff are?  Let them know that the other half of the team is here, and then collect our room keys?”

“Of course, Coach Tucker…”

“THIS ISN’T A VACATION!” Lance yelled at half of the team while they sat down on the mats, “THIS IS THE OLYMPICS.  THIS IS A PLATFORM WHERE THE WORLDS TOP ATHLETES CAN PERFORM!  SO WHY ARE YOU THREE TREATING IT LIKE IT’S JUST SOME GOD DAMN JOKE?”

“Coach Tucker, the games don’t even start for a few da-“

“AND THAT’S YOU’RE EXCUSE?” He yelled, “WHAT WERE THE THREE OF YOU DOING WITH ASSISTANT COACH HOPE THE PAST FEW DAYS ON THE WEST COAST, HUH?”

“They were fulfilling the PR requests, Lance!” Hope groaned, glaring at him, “or do you not believe in good PR for the country’s gymnastics team?”

“PR REQUESTS?” he all but yelled, tugging on his hair, “YOU MEAN TO TELL ME THAT WHILE THESE THREE WERE WORKING THEIR ASSES OFF WITH ME YOU HAD YOUR THREE TALKING TO CAMERAS AND CATCHING SPOTLIGHTS?”

“We got to go to a movie premier!” Britt smiled excitedly, “it was a lot of fu-“

“A MOVIE PREMIER?”

“Dad-“

“YOU KNOW WHAT HOPE, YOU GET TO WORK WITH THE THREE OF THEM!” Lance growled, glaring at her, “YOU HAVE YOUR THREE GIRLS…AND I’M GOING TO TAKE MINE…WE’LL COMPETE AS A TEAM, BUT I WANT YOU ALL TO SEE JUST WHAT HARD WORK AND DEDICATION GETS YOU…AND WHAT SLACKING OFF BECAUSE YOU MADE THE TEAM EARNS YOU…BECAUSE HOPE KNOWS FIRST HAND…IT DOESN’T GET THE GOLD!”

Before anyone else could argue, Lance ripped his sunglasses off his shirt and put them over his eyes, “Anya…Tiff…Maggie…it’s time to take a break and unwind… the three of you deserve it…you three… Ashley…Britt…Sam…if I were you, I would heavily consider your decisions before I leave the training gym…because at this rate the three of you would be lucky to place in the top ten.”

Anya and Tiff looked at one another, and finally looked at Maggie then collected their things, and followed behind Lance, silently, until they reached the hotel. 

“Th-that was a little rough, dad…”

“They need to learn.  They may have made it onto the team, but simply being an Olympian shouldn’t be enough for them.  They should want the gold like you three do,” he grumbled, half inside his own head.  Anya felt a pinch in the pit of her stomach.  While she didn’t disagree with Lance, she did feel bad for the other girls.  But more than that, she wanted to do something to calm Lance down…but she knew that she couldn’t; at least not in public, “it’s b-“

“Coach Tucker!”

Lance looked at the younger assistant and pulled his sunglasses off.  He looked nervous. 

“What?”

“Someone-someone broke into the rooms…they-“

“What?” Lance asked, his attention suddenly seeming more focused, “what do you mean someone broke into the rooms?”

“Someone busted into a few different teams’ rooms,” he admitted sadly, “Russia’s men’s gymnastic team, our womens, Chi-“

“Is everyone alright?  Is anything missing?”

“It looks like they only targeted team members that were out practicing…the hotel is looking into it, but I was told to let you know, sir,” he said nervously, chewing his bottom lip, “The commissioners are going to put security on all floors, but are insisting that people double up…two to a room…and that they use the buddy system from now on.  He-here’s the new room keys…I was told to watch over everyone’s belongings until you arrived.”

“Th-thank you,” Lance said, breaking his normally sarcastic demeanor to accept the room keys.  He turned to Maggie, Tiff, and Anya, and a scowl came across his face as he saw Hope and the other girls coming in, “What the hell is this?”

“If we’re splitting the girls u…I called practice…I think they did good for the night,” she said firmly, crossing her arms.  Then she realized their bags sitting in a pile, being guarded by the assistant, “what’s going on?”

“A few different teams were targeted…a series of break-ins,” Lance said shortly, handing her two room keys, “buddy up with one of your girls…Hope…we’re going two to a room now…”

Hope’s brow raised, “What?”

But Lance had already turned to the girls, handing Maggie a key, “you and Anya will pair up, and that’ll leave me and Tif-“

“Dad…I don’t want to room with you!”

“Tiffy…you’re my kid,” he laughed, trying to make it seem as impartial as possible, “it makes sen-“

“Why can’t you room with Anya?” Maggie asked inquisitively, “I mean you guys go to the gym at the same times anyways…it makes the most sense…”

Lance looked nervously at Anya and she bit her lip, trying to keep her giddiness hidden behind an icy demeanor. 

“W-would anyone have any objections to that?” Lance asked, looking at Maggie, Tiff, and Anya.

“Really?” Hope asked, her brow lifting as she scowled at Lance, “you’re going to room with a teenage girl?  Didn’t you get enough press thinking you two were sleeping together during the qualifiers?”

“Rude!” Tiff commented.

Hope gave her a scowl and then turned to look at Lance, “I think that we should room together…as the coaches.”

Lance scoffed, “I’m not rooming with you…and anyways…we have to buddy up to make sure no one is personally targeted…so it makes sense that Anya would be sharing a room with me…”

“Th-there’s two beds…right?” Anya asked cautiously.

“Well if there’s one I’ll sleep in the tub or on the floor…can’t having one of my Olympians stiff for competition.”   

“Party in our room!” Tiff smirked, wrapping her arm around Maggie’s shoulder.  Then she gave Anya a sympathetic look, “Sorry Anya…you don’t mind…right?”

“I-I guess not…”

Chapter 11

#putting baby in the corner #coach lance tucker #dilf lance tucker #soft lance tucker #lance tucker smut #lance tucker #the bronze #sebastian stan characters #the olympics #olympics #gymnast #gymnastics

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Flirt (with your dad) by Tom Cardy is the second Lance/Keith's dad anthem

anon you're so goddamn right and it should be said louder to everyone in the back.

Flirt (with your dad) by Tom Cardy is The(tm) second Lance/Keith's dad anthem

#I am so glad we're talking about lance/keith's dad again #it's one of those ships that are like. there's absolutely no fuckin basis for it. #keith's dad died when homie was like. 5 #and yet. AND YET #the crack potential is hilarious #also I love dilf/twink space fuckkery #op please know I love you and would die for you #ask #anon #vld #lance/keith's dad #can we just call him Texas? Isn't that his fanon name?