#nyck de vries smut

[formulaonesmut]

pretty in blue f.t PG10 & GR63

PLEASE DO NOT READ UNDER THE AGE OF 18<3  

Summary : Jesus, i don’t have the right words for this, your on a date with Pierre but you got caught. What will George think? 

Warnings : SMUT, P IN V, THREESOME, BlOWJOB, FINGERING, GETTING CALLED SLUT, WHORE ECT, BOY ON BOY STUFF XD, GETTING CAUGHT, NO MENCIONTS OF PROTECTION ( wrap it up before you tap it)  probably way more, but don’t wanna give spoilers 

Word count ; 9.000 + words  

a/n:  Sooo i am so so so sorry for not posting this long but I’m currently busy with school. I started with writing this fic i think 3 months ago, but every time i just didn’t got the motivation. I don’t know how to feel about this fic, its a lot, its long and its sometimes bad written. Please tell me what you guys think about this, and please share it. Because i still think that many people want to read this.

A BIG THANK YOU TO @carlos55edits 🫶🏼

18+ WARNING!!!!  

THERE ARE SOME POINTS THAT THERE IS BOY X BOY SMUT, THIS ALL IS PURE FANTASY SO PLEASE RESPECT IT!  

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It’s a Friday night and you and Pierre are as usual on a date. He showed you every nice spot here in France. And yes you got butterflies…  

Later in the evening, George would come over. He came to talk about his new contract with Mercedes. You and George were gog friends, so you didn’t mind that he was coming over. 

He had a boat tour ready for you two. It took us to an island and it was beautiful! You were there the whole afternoon. 

Not a while later, we sat down on the beach by the water. Your back against his chest, settled between his legs watching sunset.  

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‘’Y/n?’’ Pierre spoke from behind, his head was buried in your neck. His warm breath on your skin while you watched peacefully the sun going down.  

‘’yes Pierre?’’ you blushed, his hand letting yours go. Making you frown confused. Did you do something wrong? 

‘’ I have something for you. Can you turn around?’’ he asked.  You felt him grabbing something out his jacket.  

 You slowly sat up, turning around, facing the handsome boy Pierre Gasly in front of you.  

‘’Well uhm.. I wanted to give you this today.. I uhm’’ he stutter. You bought your hand up, letting it fall on top of his. 

He held up a small red box. When he opened the box, you immediately let out a gasp.  

‘’Oh my! Pierre!’’ Your voice broke, tears forming in your eyes.   

 

Was he proposing already?  

 

‘’I hope you like it. It’s a promise ring y/n. I can’t promise that we don’t have our downs but believe me,  I will fight for you and iI wont let-‘’ you interrupted him with a kiss, a few tears rolling down your cheek, his hand coming up to cup your cheek. The kiss was soft and sweet.  

He pulled back, smiling proudly while putting the Diamond ring around your finger.  

‘’I really like you y/n’’ he blushed, his bottom lip, sucked between his teeth. 

‘’I do really like you too Pierre.” You blushed while looking down at the ring. 

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Everything was so natural between you and Pierre. It was like you were a couple for so long. He is always so sweet and caring but he also has his dominant days, or you better could say. When you were teasing him too long or not listening.  

Few minutes later 

 

You were between his legs as he sat on the ground leaned back on his hands looking at the sea as you got an amazing idea. 

You quickly turned around, your belly hitting the hot sand underneath you. You propped up on your elbows as you looked up at him, your head  dangerously close to his crotch.  

Pierre looks down at you and just smiles, not knowing what you are gonna do. 

‘’What are you doing princess? Ruining the peace?’ ’he giggled. Your cheeks immediately heating up. You looooved his smile and he knew that.  

You slowly laid your head on his lap, dangerously close to his dick. Your head moving a bit, making the fabric to move with your movements, causing it to move over his boxer.  

You enjoying the view huh? ’’ his hand came down to caresses your hair and to stop your movements. 

You smiled to yourself before lifting your head up towards him, His cheeks are coloring red.  

‘’Oh! Do you have it hot my boy?’’ you smile, biting your lower lip as you lay one hand on his crotch, slowly pressing a bit. 

‘’Yeahh.. not weird huh when I have the hottest girl in front of me, acting shy as always but I know you were your going to’’ he chuckled before laying back, popped up on his elbows, staring deeply at you.  

‘’Oh, I don’t know what your talking about Pierre’’ you smiled, slowly palming him between your giggles, ‘acting’ like you didn’t do it on purpose. His dick slowly harding at your movements.  

‘’I dare you to finish what you just started’’ he smirked down at you, biting his lip. He knew that you never would do that. You just didn’t like the idea of getting caught. 

You quickly glanced around, seeing almost one around you two. Some people are swimming, but that’s at least 100 meter further. You looked down at your watch, 19;32, so we had enough time to finish it before George would meet us.  

‘’Oh your shy now? ‘’ he smiled ‘’I knew it!’’ he laughed  

Your hands flew to his pants, pulling them down until the middle of his thighs, smiling as your both hands ran over his boxer. 

‘’Fuck- mon amour...  You don’t have too’’ he breathed out almost shy to beg for your touch 

You and Pierre were sex addicts, no but literally. Pierre may seemed like he was a bad boy but he was always so caring and made sure your comfortable with it. Buttt... He did have his dominance days.  

 

Your hands pulling his boxer a bit further down, his cock sprung free against his abdomen. And Jesus, Pierre was really big. Your jaw dropped against the sight, him on a beach, watching sunset while sucking him off. Your eyes tracing the veins on his hard cock that are about to burst. Pierre was so easily to turn on and you loved it. 

 

‘’Baby girl, I don’t think I can last any longer. Please do something’’ Pierre whined 

Your mind flashing to yesterday night. Even though you were drunk, you had an amazing night. The bed, the shower, and even the toilet there was ruined by you too.  

‘’Oh? Already begging before we even start?’’ you  teased him, repeating his words from yesterday night. 

‘’Please. Baby please I promise I will make it up to y-‘’ before he could finish it your tongue was circling over his tip, licking the precum up.  

‘’Mhm shit. ‘’ he glanced around, checking if no one was looking. 

You leaned down, licking a long stripe up following a vein that runs to his tip, his body immediately reacting. His breathing quickens as he got goosebumps all over his body.  

‘’Baby girl, you don’t know how much I love you’’ he breathed out, his breathing is heavy and seriously unsteady.  

You slowly close your lips around his red tip and start to suck it while your hand is pumping his shaft. Your mouth stays at his tip, making him whine and begging for more. Spit starts stringing down your bottom lip, making a wet spot on the hot sand underneath you. 

His hips started to trust upwards, trying to get something more from you. But instead off taking him further into your mouth, you pulled yourself completely off his dick.  

´´ cherrie? Did- did i-i do something w-wrong, did i go to far´´  

Before he could rumble more you stopped him. ´´ ofcourse not, dont be silly babe its just- you really need to stop acting like you didnt got touched´´ you chuckled. ´´ oh and stop trusting upwards, i have time today´´ you winked, he clearly understood you but he almost exploded and he just need to come, NOW.  

You saw him thinking, searching for something to make you keep going. And then he just found the perfect dare .‘’Oh- don’t get me wrong princess but not that someone would see that your sucking me off. I’m way to big for your pretty mouth so you can´t hide it’’   

Pierre his smile is big, his cheeks are red glowing, his bottom lip stuck between his teeth, waiting for you to responds. 

“Oh watch me’’ you dared him.  

 You knew you could do it, taking a sharp breath through your nose before leaning in, taking him all the way in your mouth. His tip hits the back of your throat, stopping the movements there making you splutter around him. 

His tip hitting the back of your throat occasionally. Your nose touching his pubic bone as your head starts to bob up and down. It makes you gag every time while you took him all the way down your throat. Yes, he was big and you knew not every girl could do this.  

‘’F..fuck mon amour’’ he moaned his legs moving a bit nervously up. The chance off getting caught is big, its besides that just a normal and public beach. 

‘’Your mouth.. feels like heaven princess’’ Pierre moaned while you picked up the speed, yes you had time but you knew that George could arrive at any moment.  

Your head bobbing up and down, gagging every time his tip hit the back of your throat. He threw his head back, eyes fully closed and his mouth open, moaning things in french while trying to act so normal as possible. 

You could feel yourself drowning in your thoughts. ´what if´ ´ is someone watching  us´ Pierre immediately felt it. 

‘’Get back to work babygirl. I need you to make me cum before George will find us’’ he smiled, his voice cracked. It’s low and full hunger as he bulks his hips upwards. His hips are off the ground as he bottoms out in your mouth, stopping his movements there while he moaned loudly. 

You can hear it in Pierre his voice that he really tries to be quiet, his fingers dinging into the sand and his bottom lip is stuck between his teeth. 

“Fuck p-please f-f-fin-ish it please’’ he struggles. His voice grows lower and lower, groaning as he lowers his hips back down.  

You got immediately back to work as your head bobs up and down, quickening the pace, sucking him off like your starving. Your hand pumping the rest of his cock as your mouth is focused on the tip, circling your tongue and closing your lips around his tip sucking. And yes, you could bet that your thong is a soaked pool. You closed your thighs moving a bit trying to get more friction  

“Fuck! I’m close mon amour’’ he moaned out, looking down at you. “Do you want to swallow it, because if you don’t, you don’t have too’’ he struggled with talking but of course you wanted to swallow. And for the last time you bobbed your head down, nose touching his pubic bone as you felt a warm liquid spilling down your throat.  

You were quick in swallowing, showing your tongue as a quick reminder that you swallowed it all. But before you could show your tongue, your saw 2 long legs standing behind Pierre. And those legs were so familiar.  

It was George. Yes George! He had an amazing view from there, he was perfectly looking down at you.  

Pierre saw your face and immediately knew who was standing behind him. you admitted a few weeks ago that you wanted george to join you and Pierre, but Pierre was a guy, that don’t wanted to share.  

‘’fuck! Uh-’’ Pierre cursed before tugging his pants up, you were quick in turning around. Not that George haven’t seen you already.  

Your hands flying to your face, trying to hide your already watery eyes. The only thing that was on your mind was ‘’how am I gonna face George again?’’ 

You could hear George chuckle ‘’ I’m sorry mate.. didn’t .. uh didn’t really saw that coming’’ George laughed nervously, his hands were folded together in front off his crotch. 

‘’Its okay mate’’ Pierre spoke before shoving a bit towards you, hugging you from behind. ‘’It’s okay princess’’ Pierre whispered in your ear, trying to calm you a bit down. ´hey baby look at me´  

‘’What if he tell-‘’ 

’’Don’t worry  y/n, I wont tell anyone. Besides that you uhm’’ George smiled, Pierre tilted his head to him.  Seeing George standing there, both hands before his crotch. Pierre immediately understood why. It turned George on 

‘Its okay baby. Come on. Lets go home’’ Pierre giggled before getting up, pulling you up also.  

Oh and believe me you struggled. You immediately buried your head in Pierre’s his chest. God this is so embarrassing. 

‘’How did you find us so quickly?’’ Pierre asked george  

‘’Well, no one has that Louie bag like you. So, it wasn’t difficult’’ he chuckled while greet hugging Pierre. 

Pierre motioned to George to come over. George leaned forward and gave you a big hug. You could smelled is cologne and all you could do was relax in his arms. When George pulled away from the hug, he kept standing close. His eyes searching for yours.  ‘’Don’t worry about it angel’’ George smiled softly. Pierre softly pushed you forward making you stand fully pressed up against George, already feeling his hard on poking against your lower belly. You had to look up at him, because George is so tall. The moment your eyes met, it felt just like a movie. 

 Staring deeply into his eyes. It felt strange but something inside you told you that this night wasn’t over. George was the first one to break the silence, 

‘’Oh you uhm-‘’ he points at your mouth ‘’uhm I think you have uh-‘’ George struggled, his cheeks turning red. Your hand came up to take it away but Pierre slapped them right away.  

‘’Let him take it off’’ Pierre smirked while George swallowed hard. It wasn’t weird that Pierre loved to have the control. Normally George was a dominant person too, but somehow he let Pierre instructed him. 

‘’Go on mate take it away then’’ Pierre winked while he settled himself behind you.  

Your standing there, sandwiched between sir Russell and Pierre Gasly. Pierre settled his hands on your waist,  while looking down at your mouth. Seeing his cum dripping out the corner from your mouth made him instantly hard again. 

George brought his hand to your face, his thumb sliding over the corner of your mouth, slowly taking the cum off your red, swollen lips.  

‘’Stick out your tongue baby girl’’ Pierre commanded you. And you were very quick in obeying him, sticking out your tongue to George.  George was quick in understanding and brought his thumb to your mouth. You quickly closed your lips around George his thumb and sucked the cum of george his thumb.  

The ride home was normal. You went upstairs to change into your bikini. Pierre was so lovely to put the Jacuzzi on for you.  

While you were upstairs, Pierre and George settled themselves down at the kitchen table 

The moment you walked down only covered in your blue bikini, a towel under your arm and your phone in the other hand.  ‘’Damn’’ Pierre spoke, leaving both of the boys totally speechless. George immediately felt his cheeks heating up catching himself looking. The bikini wasn’t covering that much and the color blue suited you perfectly. Even better was if it was a Mercedes one.  

‘’Oh come on. Pick up your jaw boys’’ you chuckled before you walked to the fridge, grabbing a drink. While you were bending down to grab it out the fridge, you felt a hand spanking down on your ass cheek. The sudden contact made you moan. 

‘’Hey!’’ you half shout while smiling, immediately walking away leaving Pierre and George there, Pierre´s mouth still open while he was smiling too.  

‘’Don’t stop walking, otherwise you have 2 boys to help’’ Pierre smirked before nudging George.  

‘’I don’t mind though’’ you winked before walking out.  

And within 20 minutes both of the boys came out the house. They were only wearing a pair of swim trunks. George borrowed a set from Pierre.  

‘’It was boring without you two’’ you pouted while the boys got in. They were still talking to each other. Pierre leaned down and gave you a kiss on your forehead.  

‘’Don’t whine so much, otherwise I will bend you over and make you whine.’’ Pierre smirked while he sat down beside you while george took a place in front of you. 

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You all had an amazing night, talked a lot about f1 but also about your life’s. The mood was amazing and you all had so much fun.  

´´Cherrie are you gonna help that little boy out there? Only if you want it of course.. but I bet he wanna fuck your slutty pussy cherrie´ Pierre whispered while he kissed your neck. His puffy lips sucking on your skin. George was minding his own business on his phone. 

You immediately understood what Pierre his plan was.  You swum up to George. Immediately getting his attention. He laid his phone outside the Jacuzzi while you made yourself comfortable on his lap so you were facing the handsome boy George Russell.  

´´ That bulge here´´ just when you said ´here´ you rolled your hips over his crotch, making him bite his lip.    

´It’s painfully hard huh?´´ you smiled. George looked at you, fully in shock. when you leaned down and kissed his lips he thought he was dreaming this. Your tongues finding each other easy, lips moving synchronic against each other. His hands easily finding your but, softly squeezing your ass into his large hands.  

When you both pulled back George immediately looked at Pierre . ´´  Your really okay with this´´ 

´´Yeah I am. In for a threesome?´’ Pierre smiled, he almost chuckled it. He didn’t wanted to admit that it was not easy to see his girl making out and going to fuck someone else.. But it made something loose in him, and it made him instantly hard.  

´With her always!´´ George smiled, your hips started to roll forward over his crotch. His abs spanning together when your  hips rolled over his already semi hard dick.  

´Its so easy to turn you on´ you breath out while you quickly lifted your hips so you could pull George his swim trunks down.  

Your hands flied down to his semi harden cock. Your tiny hands ( if you see Pierre or George his hands, yes your hands are small and tiny) around his cock. Your hands found a easy and steady pace. George closed his eyes as your hand worked up and down his shaft.  

And within 70 seconds he was solid hard. And damn, Pierre was big. Bigger then a normal person but George?!?!? George was HUGE veiny and not to forget, he was long and thick. 

´Cat got your tongue princess?´ George chuckled, his cheeks were glowing red. He always dreamed of this, but he knew you were off limits. You were Pierre’s, not his.  

´Uh woah.. no but uhm.. ´´ you struggled while your hands quickly made work from your bikini bottom. Pierre got up and settled him behind you two.  He sat up on his knees, his hands were on your waist and your back was against his chest to support you.  

Pierre handed you a condom and opened the package for you. You rolled the condom around George and settled yourself above him.  

´Relax cherrie´ Pierre whispered in your ear before helping you sunk down onto George, Pierre’s hands still on your hips.  

You were speechless, Pierre was your first one ever and you never had sex with anyone besides him. Pierre was already a bigger size then a normal person, but George. It felt like this was your first time again. Pain, that was the only thing you could think off.  

´Mhm fuck.. your so.. fucking... tight ´’ George moaned, every time you sunk lower and lower until his whole dick disappeared into you.  

´´Give her a little bit time George´ Pierre smiled, kissing your neck while both men gave you time to get used.  

´´Jesus baby girl. It’s like your already cumin around me.. ´´ 

´´ I- I never had someone that was this .. tight.. fuck .. please relax, I think I’m not gonna last long´´ George moaned, pulling you forward to connect your lips on his. The sudden movement made you moan into his mouth. George took that chance to explore your mouth.  

His lips made a way from your mouth, to your jaw, back to your neck. Pierre hands settled them down on your hips, he slowly lifted you up and down. George was big, but it felt right. The pain slowly started to turn into pleasure. Pierre immediately felt that. Your hips started to move up and down faster and deeper. But Pierre immediately stopped you.  

´´No no cherrie. you gotta follow daddy´s hands now´´ Pierre whispers in your ear. He pressed his hips into your lower back, letting you feel the outlines of his already harden dick.  

´´Go on cherrie, ask George what he want´´ Pierre’s lips grew into a smile. 

´´Georgiee what do you want-´´ you breath out, your eyes closing as George’s tip started to hit your G-spot. 

´Fuck princess!  I want you to cum over me, fuck Your so tight´ George repeated, your walls clenching around his cock.  George started to trust upwards. Pierre stilled your movements while his puffy lips are on your neck creating some purple patches.  

´F-fuck G-Georgie.. ´’you moaned out as George was thrusting upwards in an amazing pace, not slow, not fast.  

George his hands were beside his lap. Steading himself while he trusted inside you. Pierre hands were on your hips, stilling your movements so George could set the pace. George’s hips were thrusting upwards, his dick hitting your g-spot perfectly.  

´Fuck baby girl. You have- you have to stop squeezing me- I-I- im gonna cum´´ George moaned out, his trusts became sloppier. His breathing was fast and deep and he was moaning like crazy. It felt weird at the first time, moaning your name while Pierre was facing him too.  

´I fucking tell you y/n, you're NOT gonna cum on his dick.´’ Pierre commanded you. He could tell you from your face impressions that you were running close.  

´No.. need to be.. jealous Gasly. You can fucking make her cum so many times!´  George snapped, he was close, his hips not slowing down. Besides that, he sped up.  

´Who said this was the last time?´´ Pierre smiled. ´´ Even when we are in a relationship, I don’t mind sharing her with you, but we can talk that later on´´  

George only moaned in response. His dick hitting that sweet spot inside you as his abs started to pull together. His breaths became more and heavier, he pushed Pierre his hands off your hips, to replace them with his own. his hands helping you move faster up and down as Pierre his hand slides over your breasts.  Pierre quickly untied your bikini top, making it fall down as one of his hands grabbed your throat. His hand squeezing your throat a few times before sliding it back down to your breasts.  

´Fuck fuck- I'm gonna c-cum´´ George moaned, and within 5 seconds, his whole body was shaking, he was moaning, his head was thrown back and his eyes were shut.  

Something triggered you, the well-known knot in your stomach. George was driving you to the edge, but before it could snap, Pierre was there. His hands gripped your waist and pulled you upwards off George.  

´Noo- Pierre please- please let me cum´´ you begged. He knew you hated this so much. His grip made you turn around so you were facing Pierre instead of George.  

“Do you want to cum baby?´´ Pierre smiled. You could only nod in responds.  

´´Please daddy. Let me take care of you two´´ you begged Pierre 

´´Only if you ask nicely baby´´ Pierre smirked. He wanted to hear it.  

´Please, please please daddy. Please let me take care of you two´´ you smiled, George got up on his knees too, pressing his body into yours.  

´Oh? Are you gonna be our good girl then?´´ George whispered in your ear, his tongue running over the purple patches that Pierre made.  

´´Yes yes yes Georgie- I will´´ you breath out, you throwed your head back on George’s shoulder. Pierre leaned down and attached his lips on your harden nipple. It made you arch your back forward, pushing Pierre face into your boobs.  

´´Eager?´´ Pierre smiled. His face was tilted upwards and he was slightly blushing.  

´Mhm´ you mumbled. George’s hands were on your ass, kneading it into his hands.  

´How do you want it baby´ Pierre smiled. ´Tell us your dirty thoughts baby´ George added. 

´I know it maybe sounds weird-´ you spoke, but George cut you off.  

´It isn’t weird princess, look we are having a threesome so go on´’ George smiled.  

´Blur it out cherrie´ Pierre bit his lip, waiting for you to go on. His mind was running like crazy. He knew you were kinky in bed but this was something he didn’t saw. 

You hesitated a little bit before spitting it out. ´´ I want you two to kiss, like... With tongue´ ´ 

Pierre and George´s eyes shot wide. Pierre immediately started blushing harder.  

´Oh wow, uh- I- I take my words back´ George chuckled.  

They both stared at you, completely in shock. It was like they were frozen. They just couldn’t find the rights words for this. Not that they didn’t wanted this because deep down, Pierre really wanted to kiss a boy for once.  

´´Only if you want to- but please it's so hot and I- I'm dreaming about that for really long now´´ you blurred out, your cheeks started to heat up. Slightly embarrassed that you said it.  

´Look I know your both straight- but please, if we are gonna have sex more- it's just really hot´  

´´Okay- uhm let this dream of yours come out then´´ George spitted out. Pierre only could blush. He was off the world.  

And before you knew, you were sitting on the edge of the Jacuzzi. Pierre and eorge were settled in front of each other 

Pierre was the first one to make a move. He brought his hand upwards to cup George’s cheek, pulling George forward and kissing his lips. At first, they were slow and it was a little bit awkward. But it immediately felt away when their tongues found each other. Lips moving synchronic with each other. Tongues fighting for dominance. 

George pulled Pierre on his lap. Pierre could feel that George was hardening underneath him. Lips not coming off each other as they kept fighting.  

George could only moan in response. You told him so many times that Pierre was a good kisser and now he could only say yes. Pierre kissed a way down to George’s neck, slowly sucking on his skin.  

´I bet that she is watching us like we are a god Georgie´ Pierre whispered before sucking on his earlobe.  

´Oh fuck y/n.. You didn’t lie when you told me that Pierre is a good kisser´ George breath out while Pierre pulled back. Admiring the purple patch he made on george his neck. 

Pierre turned his face around looking at you.  

´Enjoying the show baby?´ Pierre smiled, accidently rolling his hips over George’s crotch, feeling his already hard dick poking underneath him, George’s heartbeat is fast and he could bet that Pierre could hear it. 

´´ That seemed-  hot..´´ you blushed, you patted beside you on the edge. George smiled and took place beside you. You got off the edge and settled yourself on all fours in front of George.  

You got an idea. An idea that wasn’t normal.  

George pulled his swim trunks off and thrown them away. Meanwhile you took place in front of George while one hand settled itself on George’s length.  

You turned your head to Pierre before saying ´´come on daddy are you gonna help me´´ you tried to put your best puppy eyes on Pierre who swallowed  hardly. His breathing hitched before coming to you to. He settled himself beside you.  

´Yeah fuck it´  Pierre mumbled before licking one long stroke up George’s dick.  

´Oh- fuck yes Pierre´ George moaned when Pierre closed his lips around his red swollen tip. You only could sit there watching this;  

George was a moaning mess while Pierre worked his mouth up and down. Spit dripping down Pierre’s mouth while his hand was working on George’s balls. 

Pierre started to hollow his cheeks out, one hand on george his shaft while his mouth was fully focused on George’s tip. George was sensitive and overstimulated. It wasn’t hard to bring him to the edge  

´Fuck Pier- daddy please, I'm so f-fucking c-close´ George moaned his body started to shake, and the moment he was gonna explode you pulled Pierre off his dick. 

George only could groan while he was trying to catch his breath. This was unbelievable. He got sucked off by Pierre, Pierre Gasly. 

´Already tired ?´ you smirked ´gonna fuck your little slut?´ you asked, Pierre his eyes shooed widen before taking place behind you. 

He made you sit in doggy style, your face facing the edge of the Jacuzzi. George was still in front of you while Pierre was behind you. Pierre’s hands were on your ass, while his knee was kicking your legs open.  

´´Put that slutty mouth to use cherrie and show him how good you are´´ Pierre spoke from behind, his hand coming down and slapping your ass cheek. Because your whole body was wet, it hurted little bit but it didn’t care . Besides, it made you moan and George took that opportunity to fill your mouth up with his dick.  

You easily closed your lips around George as you started to suck him. Your eyes fixed upwards looking upwards through your lashes. While your mouth was all over George, Pierre shoved this tip up and down your slit, circling his tip a few times over your clit.  

Muffled moans came out your mouth as George slowly started to thrust into your mouth. Pierre slowly pushed his tip inside your entrance. You moaned around George, which made him moan too because of the vibrations.  

´Don’t hurt her. If she squeezes your arm, stop´ Pierre commanded George, his dick slowly disappeared inside you.  

George his hips started to buck forward into your mouth, hollowing your cheeks out, letting his tip hit the back of your throat while he praised you. Pierre and George worked in a tandem. When George trusted in your mouth, Pierre got out.  You sucked and moaned around George while Pierre was hitting your G-spot repeatedly. You were sensitive and when Pierre brought his hand back to rub your clit, It almost felt too much.  

George saw that it was to much and immediately did something. 

´´Woah calm down angel´´  George´s hand gently tugged you of his cock, giving you a moment to breathe as he held your head in place. His other hand moving to cup your jaw gently, his thumb wiping some spit from the corner of your mouth. Waiting for you to come a little bit down. Pierre didn’t slowed down. His thrusts became harder and his dick disappeared every time he trusted inside. 

´Look at you, so quiet now huh? Go on and take my cock like the little slut you are ´´ George smiled as you got back to work. You were sucking his tip like you were dying while your other 2 hands pumped his shaft.  

The constant impact at the back off your throat had your eyes prickling with tears, threatening to ruin your mascara. At least what’s left of it. When George could feel that your jaw was growing tired, he took it over, using his hand that was already intertwined with your hair to move your head. The other one was on your jaw, trying to help you. 

´Yeah baby you better listen or daddy wont fill that pretty pussy of yours´ ´´ Do you wanna get filled baby? Because daddy is gonna fill you up if you want to´ Pierre added, Before you even could nod or say something, you already got filled. Pierre’s cum filling you perfectly up. His hand rubbed faster over your overstimulated pussy and making you almost seeing stars. 

´Come on cherrie let it go for daddy´ Pierre praised you, as body started to shake while you really tried to focus. 

´Yeah be a pretty slut like you always are and cum over daddy’s cock´ George added while moaning loudly. The sounds he was making was enough to make you forget the pain and tiredness in your jaw. Low groans, moans, and French swear words filled the air.  

You felt him twitching in your mouth while your orgasm was on the point off exploding, Your orgasm hit you hard, almost like a rock fell on you. Your body was shaking and you were a moaning mess. George came at the same time as you, filling your mouth up with his hot, sticky cum. You easily swallowed it and when George pulled you of his dick you showed him your tongue, as a reminder that you swallowed everything. 

You couldn’t even come down from your high or George was already questioning you. 

´Can i clean you?´ George spoke, his cheeks were red and his hair was messy.  

´´Uhm- yeah of course ´´ you mumbled. Not really knowing what his plan was.  

George picked you up before walking out, laying you down on the sofa before getting back on his knees. 

´What are you-´ before you could finish, you felt George’s tongue on your clit, slowly dragging it up and down your slit. Making sure to eat the dripping cum while George’s hands spread you open while he ate you out.  

´George- fu-fuck yes!´ you were again a moaning mess, because of the overstimulation your body was so sensitive. His tongue lapping perfectly on your throbbing pussy. His lips easily finding your clit while 2 fingers made their way into you.  

His fingers slowly angled upwards and settled a quick and rough pace. His lips and tongue focused on your clit. One hand was on your waist to stop you from bulking your hips up, while the other one was playing with your nipple. His fingers were perfectly hitting your g-spot.  

You could feel your orgasm approaching and before you could tell it, it was there. And you thought that you couldn’t come harder. But this time it seriously felt like you were passing out, a delicious feeling rushed through your body while your hands gripped down George´s hair.  

 

´´’you did amazing princess´´ George kissed your head and helped you to sit up.  

´´ i have no words for today..´´ George chuckled ´´ can i get you anyth-´´  

Before George could finish Pierre was there. He had his hands full with stuff and even a blade.  

´´ you look ..-´´’pierre paused while putting the blade down, his brain was searching for the right words. ´´ fucked out´´ he smiled  

´´ here, put this on´´ Pierre handed your pajamas and a bra and thong. You mumbled a quick thank you before shooting it on. Pierre was already dressed and so nice to bring clean and dry clothes for George.  

Aftercare was second on the list, and it was definitely something that was important. Besides clean clothes, Pierre also brought drinks and some snacks.  

 

´´ so is this gonna be our weekly relax moment?´´ pierre chuckled.  

 

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 This is my work, and I do not consent for it to be shared to other websites platforms or apps nor can any of my original story lines re-written or continue by others, love all your support x

Soooo should i make this a story?  

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[2-fast-2-curious]

Nycky in that abu dhabi 2022 pic soaking wet is 🫠 Could i maybe request an audio for him? Preferably one without speaking kinda like the Charles one?

They changed the cover image on the Tauri Talks podcast and I haven't been over it since

[M4F]Feral Friday Ramble

[desperate, loud moans][slight breeding][wanting to please listener][sleepy][not so much talking][5 minutes]

Creator Reddit: u/zvuuuuki_malchika

#nyck de vries x reader #nyck de vries #nyck de vries smut #christine recommends audios #soundgasm #f1 x reader #f1 smut #formula 1 smut #formula 1 x reader #smut #audios

[silversainz]

Pretty boy

Nyck de Vries x reader

warnings: dom!reader, kinda switch!nyck, lots of petnames, taking pictures, small reading front, not proofread although I don't think there's any errors.

"you're so pretty like" you straddled his waist and held up the Polaroid camera to his face and snapped a photo of him, shirtless and marked up oh-so pretty to your liking "you are such a pretty boy daring" nyck's cheeks flustered red at the use of nicknames and turned his head to the side not meeting your eyes anymore.

You chuckled softly and put the camera down while gripping onto his jaw roughly forcing him to look at you again "don't look away love. I'm not finished taking photos yet" nynk whimpered softly at the tone of your voice and slowly moved his hands up your thigh going higher and higher to where your core sat atop of his lap and playfully messed with the stings on your black thong.

you dropped your hand from his jaw and moved your hand slowly towards his abs your fingers tracing along the little scars that laid upon his stomach "can I touch you?" He asked his voice so shy and small, but you knew he was just acting. acting so small and innocent to the point it almost convinced you to let him touch you, but no, you weren't going to give in that quickly.

"about this this" you leaned down and gave him light kisses to his stomach "you let me take a few more photos of you, However I please and I can let you do whatever you want to me" you looked at him and as he was about to speak, you put your finger up to his mouth hushing him "but just this once tho pretty boy" he nodded, but stayed silent for a little while only letting out small groans and moans as you kissed him getting lower and lower to his abdomen while undoing the stings on his sweatpants. nyck smirked as he saw you looking up at him while undoing his stings and gripped onto your hair harshly forcing you to look at him.

"about this hun, no more kissing and teasing me until you take your damn pictures" you raised your eyebrows and chuckled "now who are you to make such an demand huh" you got up and straddled his waist again while wrapping your hand around his neck applying light pressure.

"your pretty boy. remember" he smirked and you rolled your eyes letting go of his neck. while picking up your camera"see that's more like it, daring" he mocked you from earlier, but shut up as soon as you leaned down closer to his ear. "don't get too cooky, nyck. remember the rules love" he dropped his hand from your head and swallowed harshly still staying quiet.

you gigged putting the camera up to his face "see that's more like it nycky so quiet and pretty just like this'

#nyck de vries #nyck de vries x reader #nyck de vries x you #nyck de vries imagine #nyck de vries smut #nyck de vries fanfic #formula one #formula 1 smut #formula 1 #f1

[whorekneecentral]

did someone say she was going to start writing for nyck ????? I’m very pleased with this information and I hope I can inspire you like usual :) maybe sleepy morning sex after nyck comes back from monza?

bestie you know you always have the best ideas - also forgive me if this is kinda iffy, this is the first time I've written for him loool 

Nyck was in Monza this last weekend, you were beyond proud of him and a little upset that you couldn’t join him but that’s okay. 

He was coming home today and you had called in and taken the day off that way you could spend all day in bed with him and you could catch up and let him tell you about everything that happened. 

It was half past 8 when Nyck got home. Your car was still in the driveway which meant you were home, he thought you’d be up and getting ready for work but the house was quiet. 

He was planning to surprise you before work since he told you he was getting home until noon. 

“Babe?” he called, walking up the stairs to the bedroom. You were fast asleep in bed, maybe you didn’t have work today. He gets into bed beside you. brushing some of your hair from your face. 

You lean into his touch and you slowly open your eyes. “Nyck?” You blink a few times and your boyfriend smiles, “hi beautiful.” 

“What are you doing here? What time is it?” You ask, looking around as you sat up. Nyck pulls you to him, letting you rest your head on his chest, “it's 8:06, I took an early flight.” 

“Oh,” you sigh, relaxing against him. “I missed you,” you hum, your finger dragging down his chest.

“I missed you too.” He smiles, leaning down to kiss you. You meet him halfway, your hand resting on his jaw. 

Nyck rolls you over, letting you lay back on the mattress as he settles himself between your legs. One by one, the pieces of clothes are tossed on the floor. Nyck pulls your leg onto his hip, pushing onto you slowly. 

You let out a satisfied hum, your boyfriend leaning down to kiss you. 

#k idk what this is go with it #nyck de vries #nyck de vries smut

[thedirtygridd]

A “QUICKIE” WITH DE VRIES…

WARNINGS - 18+, sexual content

(This one was requested, hope you enjoy!)

Summary - Nyck De Vries has just finished his first ever F1 race in the points. He is so happy with himself, that when he sees you (his girlfriend) immediately after the race, he takes you somewhere quiet to release some post-race tension.

“Who just got their first ever points in formula one…in their first ever race?” He said while smirking and walking towards you. He lifted you into the air, your dress flew in the wind as he did it. His warm hands grabbed your thighs

“I am so proud of you Nyck…” you kissed him. His lips tasted salty, his face all sweaty from the race. He had only just taken Off his helmet.

“I have been thinking about you all race…” whispered Nyck as he placed you back down again, stepping back to take in the sight of your body.

“Follow me…” he added while taking your hand and guiding you away. He swerved around all the media and paparazzi trying to get a glimpse of the newest f1 points scorer, he guided you to the back of the paddock and into the Williams hospitality. Luckily not many people were in there, they were all still at the track.

“Quick, in here before anyone sees” he pushed you into the men’s bathroom and into a cubicle. He locked the door behind.

“What are you doing Nyck?” You giggled as you asked him.

The space was tight, your bodies close up to one another. He was still in his race suit, which he had placed partly around his waste at this moment, exposing his very very sweaty fireproofs.

“I couldn’t fucking wait…” he gasped as he lifted your thighs up and placed your foot up on the toilet. His tongue glided up your legs, and onto your panties. He didn’t hold around. His tongue straight in there. His sweaty hands ripped away your pants, and his tongue slipped Inside of you. It felt like he kept it going in as far as he could, the feeling was immense. You grabbed his head as he did so. You felt the mixture of sweat and hair gel between your fingers as he licking you out.

“Mhm go on…don’t be shy” he mentioned as he felt you tense up. You released your cum all over his face, you could see it trickle down his sharp jawline. You could hear him slurping on your juices as well.

He stepped back and lifted his fireproofs off his chest. This exposed his sweaty body. His abs looked like they had been covered in thick grease. So sweaty. Your hand instantly attracted to them, smothering yourself all over his muscling body. Every ab muscle felt different, each unique in their own way. You felt them all individually as he lowered his boxer shorts, before you ran your fingers across all of them.

“Suck me” he said bluntly.

So you did. You knelt down, and took his hard length into your mouth. You felt his hand behind your head, assisting him when he thrust it deeper inside you. He tasty salty, and you noticed a slight scent. You weren’t surprised though - he had just done a full race. He was bound to be sweaty. But you didn’t care. You took him even further into your mouth. You felt his pre-cum ooze out onto your tongue and he thrust inside you. That tasty salty as well. You felt his tip get harder and harder with every thrust. He was already getting close to popping…you didn’t want it to end yet though, so you pulled your mouth off him and started licking up his abs.

You took your time to smother your tongue all over his sweat soaked muscle. His abs were just perfect. As if he had been sculptured by someone…and even better when they were as sweaty as they were now. As you licked his abs and admired the taste, you placed your hands on his thick chest , rubbing your finger over his nipples and in between the crevice of his chest.

As you did it, he slowly jerked his cock himself and groaned in delight. Your tongue had now made it to his neck, you smothered your saliva all over his thick neck. You could feel his pulse through your tongue as you did it.

He then lifted his arms behind his head. Showing off his tensed biceps. They looked so good. So thick and strong. You licked all over them, taking your time to savour him. And occasionally biting as you did it. You left your very own bite mark on his left bicep, before slowly placing your face inside his armpit.

You slowly licked up his hairy armpit, noticing the change in taste as you licked his sweaty musk. You deeply inhaled the smell of his scent. A mixture of deodorant and sweat. The perfect combination.

“Dirty girl” he said in approval. “You like me all sweaty don’t you? Now get back down there and finish me off”

Before you could even place his cock into your mouth again, you felt two of his fingers slide inside you. You instantly felt so much pleasure, he almost made you cum straight away.

You took him back into your mouth as he fingered you. He knew all your right spots , and you knew his.

“Fuck…I’m gonna…”

Before he could finish you felt his warm, milky load shoot to the back of your throat. At the same time, you let go as you squirted all over the bathroom floor. You both orgasmed simultaneously. It was so hot.

“Don’t swallow…” Nyck quickly mentioned. He grabbed your face and started making out with you, trading his milk between both of your mouths. He loved cum kissing. He loved to taste himself out of your mouth. You both eventually swallowed the traded cum

Nyck didn’t hesitate before lifting his boxer shorts back up, hiding his still dripping cock.

“Fuck…well…I better go and do my interviews now” he said before opening the door and guiding you back out into the paddock.

#nyck de vries #nyck de vries imagine #formula one #hotguys #hot as hell #so hot 🔥🔥🔥 #sweaty guys #nyck de vries smut #fantasy men #fanfic

[paddockbunny]

Dirty Dreams

Summary : Nyck deserved an afternoon nap after such a busy few weeks but his body craves you even when he’s sleeping. Rating : 18+ Pairing : Nyck De Vries x Reader Word Count : 1,026 - ONE SHOT! Trigger Warnings : NSFW, Adult material, oral male receiving, adult language Gif Credit : @micksradio

The soft yet heavy breathing escaping your boyfriends slightly open mouth was a clear indication he had been asleep for quite some time. You couldn’t blame him. He had pretty much been travelling solidly for a full month. First it was Italy before a whistle stop few nights at home for Monaco, before off to Spain and then jetting to London for a meeting before finally coming back home to Monaco for 6 days before he would be preparing to fly away to Canada. He had been on nine flights in three weeks. He deserved to fall asleep on the sofa at half two in the afternoon.

As his head lay in your lap you gently ran your fingers through your boyfriends soft brown locks the way he liked. It was a small little thing you did that helped him relax and you figured he needed it more now than ever. Being a Formula One driver was everything he had worked for. It was the essence of who he was. But it didn’t mean it didn’t get a bit much at times. The constant travelling, the expectation, the pressure, even the fans, it could be a lot. While you thought of how much life had changed since he had made his dreams come true Nyck stirred a little. A low purr type moan escaped him. The hand he had on your leg moved up and down and you smiled to yourself wondering if he was dreaming about you hence the movement. Then he rolled on to his back and groaned a bit, he was awake and now with the new position you realised exactly why he had awoken.

The light grey sweatpants did absolutely nothing to conceal the very, very obvious hard on going on inside. Nyck shifted his weight a little as he came too and there was zero way you weren’t going to ask about it. You loved when he got morning wood and loved lazy morning sex with him but you also liked to tease him about how frequently he had dirty dreams. As he stretched and went to rub his eyes you had to try not to find the whole scenario a little exciting as your brain pushed a montage of hot and heavy memories behind your eyes. Nyck stretched, rubbed his eyes then sat upright and tried to adjust himself.

“Nice dream?” You asked with a school girl like giggle and he let out a small but knowing groan. He knew the fact he his attempt at hiding what had grown in his sweats was futile. You had already seen it. The fact he had grabbed a pillow, coughing as he had tried to suppress the product of such a racy dream and calm his body down had not slipped passed your eagle eyes. You knew him too well. “Care to share?” You added with a lip bite and he paused for a moment. He clearly needed to read the room, the situation, so you gave him a little help. Teasingly slowly your eyes wandered down his body and to his crotch he was harbouring behind the pillow in his lap. He coughed down a laugh and pushed his hands through his hair before he finally explained.

“You couldn’t keep your hands off me.” Your eyebrows raised a fraction as a tiny hint of a smile danced across your closed lips. You wanted to know more and Nyck knew it. “We barely got out of the elevator before you were trying to get my shirt off.” “Hmm….that sounds like me” the second he had continued explaining you made your intention of the direction where this was going to be heading in very clear to him. Switching your position with ease you pulled yourself up on to your knees as you moved closer to him so you were able to place your legs either side of his lap. It was a series of simple moves that made Nyck’s breath hitch in his throat as he watched you. The low V on your old worn in T-shirt doing absolutely nothing to stop him from seeing down your top as you manoeuvred.

“And…” you encouraged him further. “You couldn’t wait to get in the door, your hands were undoing my belt before I even had it open…” He paused as you pulled the pillow from him and flung it away from the pair of you and it landed somewhere with a heavy thud. “Baby….” Whimpered up from his throat breathily. “What happened next?” You were desperate for him to continue while your hands now trailed down his chest and straight to the waistband that was keeping him from you.

“The wall. You wanted me to fuck you against the wall. Beside the door.” He explained as you tugged at the grey material covering him. You always banked the ideas Nyck’s dirty little mind gave you. He was a great scenario generator. The hottest sex you’d ever had was putting into action the smutty little dreams he had and this one was an A* one. But right now, you just wanted some good old sofa sex and he was very willing to assist. He lifted his hips up so the sweatpants came down his thighs with ease. And your body went with them, slipping down so you’d be in a better position to blow him. It didn’t come as a surprise to you that Nyck’s girthy cock was free already, he preferred to go commando when he was chilling at home and it was like his own “ease of access” thing. Your hand ghosted up and down his length and the air was sucked right out of his lungs as his mouth fell open. He desperately - but patiently - waited on you to give him exactly what he was by now dying for.

“I love your dirty little mind, baby.” You purred as you placed a very gentle, featherlight kiss to his purpling tip which was already dripping in his excitement. “I’m saving that idea for later.” And with that you gently let him glide passed you lips and a groan he had been trying to keep contained, broke free and filled the apartment as his hand went to the back of your head.

Racing had taken your boyfriend away from you a lot. But the welcome homes were spectacular.

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[lovelytsunoda]

does your mother know // nyck de vries

summary: nyck’s wanted this for years, and now his dream is finally coming true. his girlfriend thinks it’s time to celebrate. or, celebratory sex with nyck to celebrate his alphatauri contract

authors note: kay so this isn't going to be completely smutty, there is going to be lots of fluff in here as well but i'll let you know when it starts to get smutty if thats where you want to stop reading.

ALSO thanks for over 550 followers ( it's still sinking in!)

and dedication to @2-fast-2-curious who specifically said they couldn’t wait to read :)

shes sitting at the dining room table, textbooks and papers spread out in front of her while she types up her reports, the perils of working at the main office for one of europe's biggest car manufacturers.

nyck comes home all excited, too much energy for his tiny body to handle, he's practically jumping off the walls

‘babe, guess what I did today?”

y/n shrugs, barely looking up from the screen. "i don't know, babe. what did you do today?"

"i signed the alphatauri contract!"

that definitely gets her attention. her head flicks up from her laptop and she turns to nyck, eyes wide

"you signed?"

he nods. "i'll be driving full time next year."

shes out of her seat in an instant, arms wrapped around nyck as they scream in glee, bouncing up and down in the middle of the dining room

"i'm so proud of you!" she gushes, kissing nyck passionately "we need to celebrate!"

which means getting all dressed up

shes in a short green sundress

he's wearing a button down shirt and slacks, the pendant on his cord necklace resting comfortably between the shirt's open buttons

celebrating means getting milkshakes at three in the afternoon and taking pictures in the park, giggling and walking hand in hand

before y/n insists on a trip to build a bear, especially after she learns that nyck has never been before.

"come on, when i was in middle school, this is how i celebrated every important moment in my life."

"except we're not in middle school, babe. we're adults who pay taxes."

"you're no fun."

eventually, nyck gives in

because who could say no to build a bear?

they're waiting in line with the empty bear skins so they can get them stuffed. they got stuck behind a group of kids celebrating a tenth birthday

nyck can't help himself, it's the adrenaline of signing the contract, combined with how beautiful she looks in that little polka dot sundress

slyly slips his hand up the back of her dress and dances his fingers across her ass.

"nyck." she warns, batting his hand away. "there are kids here. you cannot seriously be teasing me in a build a bear."

but she wasn't going to deny that she was taken with the sight of nyck in his button down, the sleeves rolled up to show off his muscular forearms.

of course, it's just their luck that the kid who's birthday party is stuck in front of them is a massive formula e fan

so naturally, nyck gets roped in the participating in this little kid's birthday party

he secretly really enjoyed it

once they get back home, he can't keep his hands to himself.

his lips on hers as soon as they get through the door, cardboard build a bear carriers dropped on the floor, shoes clumsily slipped off as he begins to kiss her neck, nipping at the most sensitive spots so he can hear her breath hitch

and this is where you stop reading if u do not want to read the smutty bits because oh boy-

they don’t even make it to the bedroom

nycks on the couch, only two buttons on his shirt remain fastened, hes ridiculously hard in his jeans

y/n crawls on top of him, pressing a kiss to his lips as she runs her hands over his chest

“I’m so proud of you, darling.”

and then she sinks to her knees, undoing nycks belt before she takes his cock in her mouth

his head thrown back in pleasure, lips parted as he groans, fingers digging in to the couch cushions

do y’all remember this picture because I do and that’s the kind of energy we’re giving here

it’s simultaneously the most angelic and most unholy thing that y/n has ever seen as she sucks and licks and clenches her thighs together as she takes him deeper and deeper

“you’re so good to me, angel. that’s my sweet girl.”

“can you be a good girl and swallow for me darling?”

nyck is still breathing heavily, trying to recover from the orgasm when y/n gets to her feet with a grin, and runs in the direction of the bedroom

“babe, where are you going?”

“you’re gonna love it! just give me a minute, wait right there!”

one minute turns into two and then three and nyck is so horny and impatient that he can’t wait any more and he just gets up and goes to the bedroom himself while she’s still getting ready

the sight takes his breath away

shes wearing a navy blue lingerie set, one of his white button down shirts pulled on overtop, a fabric so light that nyck can see the ghostly imprint of the lingerie

lips dusted with a coating of clear lip gloss that made hem shine in the half light

and suddenly nyck is very very hard again

“impatient, are we?”

she knew nyck would come and find her. it was all a part of her master plan

crosses the room and pulls nyck into her arms, pressing a deep and intimate kiss to his lips, taking his bottom lip in hers as he slides his hand over ass, playing with the lace on her panties

“god, you know how much it turns me on when you wear my clothes, right?”

she takes one step back and starts undoing the shirt buttons, pulling the collar down around her shoulders to show off the bra

she turns around and let’s nyck pull her close, her ass pressed against his hard-on.

he’s running his fingers over her shoulders, over the strap of the bra before he gently pulls it back and let’s go,watching it snap against her skin

he barely caught the tiny moan that y/n let out as the strap hit her skin before he slipped his hand down the front of her underwear

“have I told you how in love with you I am?”

before long, the shirts are lying on the floor, nycks jeans soon to follow as hes got y/n on her stomach

running kisses down her back, sliding her lacy panties off and casting them aside

the bra stays on (he looks like he has a specific liking for lingerie to the point where it borders on a kink for him)

arms on either side of her head, her slender fingers wrapped around his wrist as he roughly thrusts into her

his hips hitting her ass, low moans escaping his throat that he tries to muffle by continuing to kiss her exposed neck, shoulders, upper back etc.

“shit, nyck, you feel so good. ohhh, just like that, baby.”

bucking her hips back against him, trying to take him as deep as she can

her head is facing to the side, and nyck leans down to kiss her tenderly

“I’m so in love with you and it drives me crazy.”

“oh god, nyck, I-I think I’m gonna-“

“come for me darling, come on my cock. I’ve got you, I’ve got you.”

lying in bed next to each other, running her fingers through his hair as they kiss each other softly, wrapped in blankets and covered in sweat

talking in hushed voices with their foreheads pressed together

“I love you, nyck. and I’m so proud of you for getting that contract.”

“I love you too, darling. I can’t wait to have you by my side in the paddock next year. especially if you wear one of those little alphatauri polos with the v-necks.”

she giggles as she playfully slaps his chest

posting pictures form that night: the build a bears, pictures form the park, the video of nyck at the kids birthday party

captioned “we have something to celebrate, but we can’t tell you yet.”

the internet thinks that they’re either getting married or having a baby

one week later, nyck makes the official announcement and it all makes sense

#nyck de vries #nyck de vries x reader #formula one x reader #f1 imagine #f1 headcanons #f1 smut #f1 x reader

[sugakookie78]

Summer of Cum - Day 28

Day 28 - Loss of Virginity - Yuki/Nyck

Warning - NSFW

         “Nyck... I ha- Before we- I have to tell you something,” Yuki nervously says, “Umm- I haven’t done this before.”

         “Like you’re a virgin?” Nyck asks.

         Yuki nods in response before hiding his blushing face in his hands.

         Nyck pulls Yuki’s hands away, asking, “Are you okay? Do you want to continue? We don’t have to if you don’t want to.”

         “Yeah, everything’s good,” Yuki answers, “We can continue.”

         “If you’re sure,” Nyck kisses Yuki, “Just tell me if you feel uncomfortable or don’t want to continue.

         Once he gets the okay from Yuki, Nyck lubes his fingers, slowly opening Yuki up.

         Once they deemed that Yuki was ready, Nyck slowly push himself in.

         As soon as he bottomed out, he asked, “Are you okay?”

         “Yes,” Yuki gasps, “feels good. You can move.”

         Nyck starts to slowly thrust into Yuki as they both get lost in the pleasure of each other.

#summerofcum2023 #f1 smut #f1 imagines #Yuki Tsunoda/Nyck De Vries

[2-fast-2-curious]

Pleaseeee Sissy!! Audio for Nyck De Vries!!!!

Guess who posted an audio last night only to have it not show up in the tags?

This is a take two for the Nyck girlies because you're worth it.

[M4F] I'd say it was a pleasure but...

 [Friends to lovers] [Toys] [awkwardness] [Request-fill] [Help me damnit!] [Get it out] [Kissing]

Long time followers will know I've had very little luck finding Max audios so when I started getting Nyck requests I was worried about disappointing you guys. Apparently it's just a problem with me trying to find audios for Max

#nyck de vries #christine recommends audios #formula 1 x reader #smut #formula 1 smut #formula 1 x you #f1 smut #f1 imagines #f1 one shot #nyck de vries smut #nyck de vries x reader #formula 1 fic #formula 1 blurb

[scuderiamh]

MASTERLIST

note: anything marked with * contains smut, anything marked with ♥ is a personal favorite

# ARTHUR LECLERC

windowsill ♥

“in which the best friend you've been in love with since second grade shows up at your door at 3AM with pizza.”

# ALEX ALBON

loud!reader hcs

“a list of headcanons surrounding alex albon dating someone loud and extroverted.”

# CARLOS SAINZ JR

coming soon - send requests!

# CHARLES LECLERC

impulse control

“without your frequently traveling boyfriend at home by your side, you're left with two things. loneliness and a lack of impulse control.”

shy!reader hcs

“a list of headcanons surrounding charles leclerc dating someone shy.”

red bikini

“in which charles shoos away your insecurities surrounding your own body.”

take two * ♥

“last christmas you broke his heart. this one he's showing up at your doorstep asking for another shot.”

jpg accounts and mismatched feeds

“a smau in which charles' jpg account finally goes public.”

# DANIEL RICCIARDO

coming soon - send requests!

# DENNIS HAUGER

coming soon - send requests!

# FELIPE DRUGOVICH

coming soon - send requests!

# LANDO NORRIS

coming soon - send requests!

# LEWIS HAMILTON

taylor's version

“your relationship, as told by taylor swift.”

# MAX VERSTAPPEN

late night devil *

“you hate him, you really do. but maybe just not enough to keep yourself from fucking him in the bar bathroom.”

# MICK SCHUMACHER

knight in shining armor

“when your baby's been keeping you up for god knows how long, your handsome neighbor is your knight in shining armor.”

shy!reader hcs

“a list of headcanons surrounding mick schumacher dating someone shy. follow up*.”

# NYCK DE VRIES

home ♥

“after a weekend getaway with your best friends, your fiancé and daughter are what really turn your house into a home.”

# PIERRE GASLY

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# SEBASTIAN VETTEL

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# YUKI TSUNODA

disaster

“despite being an absolute mess in the kitchen, you try your best to cook a full meal for your foodie boyfriend.”

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[os81rpiastri]

Master list

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⭑ = fluff

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౨ৎ Max Verstappen

౨ৎ Daniel Ricciardo

౨ৎ Lando Norris

౨ৎ Oscar Piastri

౨ৎ Charles Leclerc

౨ৎ Carlos Sainz

౨ৎ Lewis Hamilton

౨ৎ George Russell

౨ৎ Pierre Gasly

౨ৎ Esteban Ocon

౨ৎ Lance Stroll

౨ৎ Fernando Alonso

౨ৎ Logan Sargeant

౨ৎ Alex Albon

౨ৎ Kimi Räikkönen

Holding hands - KR7 ❀

౨ৎ Sebastian Vettel

౨ৎ Mick Schumacher

౨ৎ Liam Lawson

౨ৎ Yuki Tsunoda

౨ৎ Nyck De Vries

౨ৎ Arthur Leclerc

౨ৎ Dino Beganovic

౨ৎ Paul Aron

౨ৎ Kimi Antonelli

౨ৎ Ollie Bearman

౨ৎ Mika Hakkinen

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[thedirtygridd]

SHARING IS CARING…AT THE DUTCH GRAND PRIX

WARNINGS - 18+ , strong sexual and dirty content

Summary - features Leclerc , Ocon and De Vries as they take what they want from you post race.

You had been in F1 hospitality all weekend. The Dutch Grand Prix. The rookie Nyck De Vries making his debut at his home Grand Prix. Amazingly, he managed to bring it home P3. P2 was Esteban Ocon and P1 was Charles Leclerc. An incredibly rare result!

You waited for them after the podium…they all walked in with their trophy and champagne bottles. All of them drenched with the alcohol, and also a mixture of their hard worked sweat. You noticed them all rub the sweaty champagne mixture through their thick hair as they perfected their hair style for you

“Oh hey you” Nyck shouted over

“Is he really talking to me?” You wondered. How was this possible?

“Boys how do you feel about this one?” He asked

Charles and Esteban looked you up and down before nodding “she’ll do nicely, bring her with us”

Nyck grabbed your hand “come on” he added

He led you across the paddock to his motor home. All 3 of the boys walked inside and brought you in behind them. They then locked the door….

You wondered what was going on, as Esteban told you to take a seat. The whole motor home was basically bare. Just a comfortable floor and a leather couch. You took a seat on the leather couch. The cold feeling on your bare legs as you sat down.

As you sat, all of the boys began taking off their race suits….they took off all of their clothes until they stood naked in front of you.

“We have a ritual you see…” Charles smirked as he spoke

“Whoever finishes on the podium….gets to fuck the girl they want” Nyck added

You noticed how their dicks were all starting to get harder. Nyck grabbed the champagne bottle and downed some of it. He drank it so fast and abruptly that most of it dripped down his neck and flowed down his body, making its own trail between his rock hard abs.

Esteban moved in and began making out with you. His tongue was eager, immediately exploring the inside of you mouth. He felt warm. You moved your hands around his upper back as you felt him slowly undressing you. His back felt slimy and sticky to touch. He felt warm, he felt sexy….

You felt Charles pull down your dress and remove your small panties. He threw them over to Nyck, who had now finished the entire bottle

Nyck caught your panties and pressed them up against his face. You noticed his eyes roll into the back of his face as he took in the scent of you. He was desperate for you…and that turned you on even more

But not as much as Charles’ tongue… which has now entered your wet pussy. You felt Esteban exploring the inside of your mouth with his tongue, while Charles was exploring the inside of something else….

“Ah fuck….agh” you groaned in pleasure

You could feel the bristles of Charles facial hair scratch you as he positioned himself as deep inside you as he could.

You were now completely naked, and being used by two sweaty drivers….

This is when Nyck decided to get involved.

“Lads….let’s do what we discussed. Let’s make this fucking filthy”

Esteban and Charles stepped back and they all positioned themselves above you, pointing their hard tips towards you.

“What you guys doin——“ before you could finish, you were splashed with warm fluid from every angle

You closed your eyes as it hit you. It took you by surprise….but a strangely good one….

They were all pissing on you

At first, you flinched away from it, but as it kept flowing, you began to take it all in. You smothered your tits as the warm liquid covered you. You used your hands to rub it all over your face, and through your hair. As though you were in the shower.

You fully washed yourself in their dirty piss

As they stopped, Nyck was first to pounce. He picked you up, still dripping in piss, and held you. You wrapped your hands around his muscly shoulders as he took you. His dick hard and thick, he fucked you as he held you up in the air. You felt his balls slap up onto you as he made his vigorous thrusts. You felt his shoulder and back muscles twitching as he rammed up inside of you.

You instantly came. You felt yourself squirt and this was confirmed by the sound of it splashing on the floor.

“My turn” Charles pushed in. He grabbed you from Nyck and slid his own cock inside your tight pussy. It must be said though…it wasn’t as tight as before…not after Nyck had stretched it out

Charles fucked you just as hard as Nyck had. His dick was a slightly different shape though, it curved upwards more inside you….constantly applying pressure to your G-spot. The tension built and built….

“Oh.ohhhhh…..Cha——“ and then before you could finish, the tension released. You felt like you were about to pass out. The pleasure of the orgasm this man was giving you, was like nothing you had ever experienced before. It continued….on and on…..

“Keep…..going….arghh” you told Charles and you dug your nails into his sweaty muscly back.

“I can’t go much longer without…” Charles warned you

“Keep going…….” You demanded, as your orgasm started to reach new heights.

“I I I need to pull…..” Charles warned again before you dug your nails even harder into him

“FUCKKK” you screamed in pleasure.

At the same time Charles shouted “shit I’m gonna…..”

And you felt him explode inside you. His warm milky fluid filling you up. The orgasm reaching its climax at the exact same time. He filled you up so full. You felt it leak out as he pulled away.

Next, Esteban had his turn. His dick smothered with Charles’ left over cum inside you as he began fucking you

You felt Charles’ cum sloshing around inside you as Esteban fucked you

It did not take long before Esteban pulled out. He moved further up your body and slid his throbbing dick in between your tits. You pressed your tights together as he thrust his cock in between. The noise of it sloshing in front of your face. You could tell he was getting close to his climax….his body twitching and sweating even more than before

This is when Nyck entered you again. Only this time….in your ass.

At first you were filled with pain as his dick stretched your very tight ass. But this was very quickly replaced by immense pleasure.

He fucked your hole hard. Stretching it out as much as he could

“Shit I’m gonna cum” Nyck complained.

“On my face I hope” you added

Just as you said it…Ocon released his very own load.

It smothered your cleavage and tits. Splashed up onto your neck also. He leant down and kissed you.

“Fuck thanks for that baby…I better kiss you now before Nyck covers you with his juice”

Esteban kissed your lips as he stood up and walked away

Nyck pulled out and started wanking off his cock in from of you.

“Get ready…” he added

The anticipation was killing you.

You wanted it.

You wanted to feel it.

You wanted to smell it.

You wanted to taste it.

And then there it was. His cock throbbed and released ribbons of his thick , warm cum.

Your tongue licked around the side of your mouth. A salty warm taste tingled your taste buds.

After he had dumped his load he retreated. His phone began to ring and he picked it up.

“Oh hey babe” he said as he answered

“Yes I’m still on for that date later…I can’t wait to see you. I love you” he added.

He was talking to his girlfriend!!

Little did she know you were lying there. Covered with his cum, also covered with Esteban’s, and filled with Leclercs.

“If only those girls knew what I just had done to me….” You wondered as you brushed your fingers through the cum.

#charles leclerc #charles leclerc smut #pierre gasly #pierre gasly smut #carlos sainz #carlos sainz smut #lando norris #lando norris smut #george russell #formula one #nyck de vries #esteban ocon #charles leclerc imagine #nyck de vries imagine

[infin1ty-garden]

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[magnummagnussen]

★ magnummagnussen's masterlist ★

updated: 09/13/2023

fluff = ☼

angst = ☁

smut = ☾

edits = △

my favourites = ✰

taylor swift series = 🧣

one direction series = 💫 coming soon!

drivers i write for: alex albon, charles leclerc, daniel ricciardo, george russell, kevin magnussen, lance stroll, lando norris, mick schumacher, nicholas latifi, nyck de vries, pierre gasly, and sebastian vettel

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current formula one drivers

alex albon

charles leclerc

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daniel ricciardo

dating daniel ricciardo △

george russell

dating george russell △

dating george russell would include (headcanons) ☼ ☾

kevin magnussen

dating kevin magnussen △

sex with kevin magnussen would include (headcanons) ☾

lance stroll

dating lance stroll △

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my tears ricochet 🧣 ☁ ✰

lando norris

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pierre gasly

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reserve drivers

mick schumacher

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former drivers

nicholas latifi

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nyck de vries

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sebastian vettel

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[lovelytsunoda]

shut up and put your money where your mouth is // oscar piastri

summary: the reserve drivers have a little mischief pool going, keeping themselves occupied on weekends where they have nothing better to do. until nico hulkenberg pushes y/n and oscar a little too far and makes them confront how they feel about each other

pairing: oscar piastri x female alfa romeo! reader

warnings: alcohol is involved, drinking games are played (spin the bottle, seven minutes in heaven) and a massive prank war is waged on every driver in the paddock, implied smut scene at the end, but no smut is written. sexual innuendos because jack doohan is a little shit, y/n is too cool for oscar (she's also really mean to fernando but in a funny way . . . sorry nando) mentions of a crash ( everybody was fine, y/n is just still feeling the emotional effects )

author's note: so for a while now i've been wanting to make a story or a fic that focuses on the reserve drivers because i feel like they all sort of get forgotten, so this fic is dedicated to the reserves and those who hide behind the scenes : )

"alright, jamie and logan got the extra dye from alex, liam and dennis are going to distract the old man." y/n started eagerly, making grabby hands towards logan sargeant, who gave her a strange look before passing over the bottle of red hair dye. "oscar, do you and jack have a way of getting into his driver's room?"

the reserve drivers were standing outside the alpine hospitality building, mischeif in their eyes as a plan started brewing. the reserve and development drivers were only performatively employed through driver's academies. they had no real reason to be there on race weekends. very rarely were they actually needed.

it was natural for them to get bored, expected, even. because who wanted to stand around and look at data all day when it didn't even affect them? who wanted to take a ten hour flight to another continent just to sit around and do nothing all race weekend except look good for the team?

and that's when nico hulkenberg had made his proposal. every season, it was a new game. always disruptive to the regular drivers, always chaotic and more than once it got guenther steiner swearing at the lot of them. two teams, a season full of dares and challenges.

and may the best pranksters win.

jack doohan nodded. "it was shockingly easy to get his keys. all you've gotta do is find a way to swap out his shampoo for the dye. and then when he goes to take a shower after free practice," jack clapped his hands together. "his hair will be red before the old codger knows what hit him."

their team was the young guns, the under twenty-fives. there were more of them than anybody else, but they were competing against guys who had been there way longer: nico hulkenberg, antonio giovinazzi, robert schwartzman, nyck de vries, stoffel vandoorne and pietro fittipaldi

"i'll come inside with you. since the contract thing started, people in alpine hospitality have been giving me a wide berth." oscar piastri shrugged his shoulders, hands in the front pockets of his black chinos, making his alpine polo ride up, exposing a sliver of his toned stomach.

y/n sucked in a barely audible breath, hoping that nobody around noticed.

she wasn't sure when she developed a crush on the aussie f2 champion, but she knew it wouldn't lead her anywhere good. never mix business and pleasure, so she had always been told.

no, it was better to leave oscar to his own devices. to pretend she felt nothing towards him.

"you don't have to." she said gently, pulling a denim jacket over her alfa romeo polo. with any luck, she was little-known enough that the hospitality staff wouldn't recognize her and just let her pass through.

worst comes to worst, she could always pretend she was coming to say hi to abbi pulling, who had recently signed to the alpine young driver's programme.

"you don't even know where his driver's room is."

she hated it when oscar was right. "fine." she pouted, hooking her fingers in her belt loops. "but let's make it quick, before daddy szafnauer gets the wrong idea."

jack snorted, and logan shook his head, wishing he could leave the conversation.

"excuse me, what?" the american frowned, raising his eyebrows. "there's something wrong with you."

"what?" she laughed, sipping from her plastic starbucks cup.

god, oscar would never tire of that sound, the visual of y/n throwing her head back, smile splitting her features as her hair spilled down her back.

"he's like, the fourth most fuckable team principal. don't even get me started on daddy toto."

"there's a scale?" jack looked scandalized. "i am but a mere child, too innocent for this!"

oscar snorted. "according to the country of australia, you're street legal, doohan."

"here's the scale: toto, jost, andreas, otmar, christian, mattia, mike, guenther, fred, franz. i'd fuck ted kravitz, too. don't underestimate daddy kravitz."

somehow, at the revelation that y/n wanted to fuck toto wolff, oscar's ego ached. if her type was six foot five austrian men old enough to be her father twice over, what chance did he have?

'"i know way too much about you." logan shook his head, beginning to walk backwards. "good luck fucking fernando over- bad word choice given that last conversation, let me know how it goes."'

y/n laughed, playfully punching oscar in the arm. "come on, alpine's most wanted. i've got an old man's day to ruin and a self-centered german to upstage."

y/n tossed the bottle in the air, catching it with a grin as she brushed past oscar and headed into the hospitality suite.

oscar watched her go with wide, bright eyes, attempting to casually hide the boner forming in his khaki's as his eyes zeroed in on the alfa romeo driver's sashaying backside, made extra prominent by her tight black jeans.

"you coming, problem child?" she shouted, a bright smile on her face as she stuck her head out of the glass door.

"coming in just a second!"

"i'm sure he's coming in more ways than one." jack snorted, patting oscar on the shoulder. "you are so whipped, mate. and you aren't even getting good sex out of it. that's a crime, oscar!"""i'm sure he's coming in more ways than one." jack snorted, patting oscar on the shoulder. "you are so whipped, mate. and you aren't even getting good sex out of it. that's a crime, oscar!"

"fuck off!" oscar whined, pushing jack's hands away as he sauntered up the hospitality steps. "i'm doing it for my commitment to the bit."

he wished that he had sounded like he believed it, but everybody knew that he didn't.

everybody knew that he did it because he was head over heels for y/n y/l/n.

he ran to catch up to her, directing the testing driver in the direction of fernando alonso's diver's room. fernando was never the original target of that prix weekend's scheme. in fact, y/n was never supposed to be the person who planned it. this was supposed to be frederik vesti's weekend to plan and execute the scheme.

but after an unfortunate incident in fp1 resulted in fernando cutting y/n off and sending her into the wall, cutting her coveted rookie driving session short, a session she had fought freddie vasseur tooth and nail to steal away from theo pourchaire, plans had changed and she'd swapped weekends with fred.

drawing the keys out of her jacket pocket and offloading her frappucino on the australian standing next to her, she opened the unmarked door to fernando's room, rolling her eyes at the massive spanish flag hanging on the wall.

"where's the fucker's shampoo? he doesn't get to ruin my one young driver session and get away with it." she started pacing, hands reaching to the back of her head to tap on the brim of the backwards baseball cap she was wearing. "changing his hair color is fucking mercy compared to what i should be doing to him."

"shower's are that way." oscar nodded, cocking his head towards a royal blue hallway. "how many points do you think this is going to get us with the hulk? you have to admit, that stunt he pulled on crofty and brundle last week was kind of legendary."

y/n rolled her eyes, heading towards fernando's shower and wishing she had brought gloves. seriously, what do old men get up to when they shower? she didn't want to find out. she could get a goddamn staph infection just from stepping foot in the damn thing.

"all nico did was fuck with the microphones. they fixed it in less than half an hour. all that happened was making sure that fp1 was narrated by darth vader." she shook her head, wincing as she reached into fernando's shower, wishing she could have gotten somebody else to do it. "nico shouldn't even be doing the scoring if he's participating. why can't kubica do it? he's a neutral party."

but there wasn't enough money in the world to pay one of the other reserves to stand in fernando alonso's shower.

she uncapped the bottle of men's head and shoulders, overturning it in the bathroom sink as she turned on the faucet, watching the thick, cream colored liquid bubble and fizz as it went down the drain.

"robert made it damn clear that he wants nothing to do with this." oscar laughed, trying to decipher the label on the side of the starbucks cup, curious to see what sweet concoction was in the cup, especially knowing that she didn't like to drink coffee.

"understandable. i think robert's kind of done with everybody's bullshit. mostly theo's, though. frankly, so am i. truth be told, i think vasseur wants me gone." she frowned, twisting open the bottle of red dye that logan had given her and upending it over the plastic bottle. "i don't think that he's a fan of the fact that i'm never going to drive competitively."

"that's a bullshit reason for him to fire you."

"that's what i said!" y/n complained, throwing her hands in the air as she waited for the thick red dye to drain. she wasn't even sure if her plan was going to work: fernando's hair was dark, and it was arguable that the color might not even show unless the spaniard bleached it first. "i've never wanted to drive competitively, but after what happened in magny-cours, i'll never be able to compete again."

she had never wanted the fame, the glory, the champagne and the trophies. all she'd ever wanted to do was drive. she'd had a mediocrely successful season with the w series in 2019, followed up by half a season in formula three before a three-car crash had broken four bones in her foot.

she could still drive, and she loved her job working in testing and development, but she could tell that frederic vasseur was tiring of prepping and training a driver that was never going to make it to f1. a driver that would never compete in anything ever again. the crash had stolen all of her self-confidence, and there was nothing she could do other than pack all of her dignity in a box and walk out of the prema garage, terrified to ever race again, for fear of another incident occurring. her partnership with the ferrari driver's academy had fallen through a year later, and she counted her blessings every day that alfa romeo had rescued her from the wreckage of what she had seen her life becoming.

shaking her head as she realized that the dye bottle was empty, she rinsed it out before stowing the evidence in her jacket pocket and putting the cap back on the shampoo bottle before thrusting it back into fernando's shower.

"come on, piastri." she grinned, taking her drink back from the academy driver. "let's get out of here. all we can do now is wait for the old man to have a shower, and then nico is going to have to give in and declare us the winners."

they got their answer three hours later.

y/n was walking through the paddock with jamie chadwick and jessica hawkins, twirling her paddock pass between her fingers as she made small talk with the girls she considered to be her best friends.

"so, y/n . . . " jess started, the pom pom on her signature beanie hat bouncing as the brit walked. "are you finally going to tell oscar?"

"nope." she answered. too fast, always too fast when it came to feelings. too quick to catch them, even quicker to deny them. especially when they concerned the boy at the center of every f1 news story in the last two weeks, ever since he had announced he would not be signing with alpine, but in fact would be ousting daniel ricciardo from mclaren. "never. no feelings whatsoever."

"aw, jess, look at her face go all red." jamie laughed, nudging y/n's side. "she's definitley in love with piastri."

"um, go fuck yourselves. both of you." she laughed, trying to hide how flustered she was. she had been waiting all day for fernando to come running out of hospitality, cussing her out in spanish at the top of his lungs. "the way my life is going, i might not even be around the paddock next year. i've actually started looking into testing for formula e, maybe i can become a reserve driver or something there. mclaren will need people."

"vasseur finally sick of seeing your face in his garage?" jess replied sadly. "i'm sorry, love. freddie just has a stick up his ass and someone needs to yank it out. with force."

the girls laughed, arms around shoulder's as they kept walking down the paddock. y/n froze, reaching for jess and jamie's arms, trying to get them to slow down before they walked past the alpine suite. jack and oscar were sitting on the patio with liam and dennis, waiting to see the fruits of their labour.

"who did this?! which pendejo is responsible!?"

"jesus fucking christ." jess groaned. "please tell me that you didn't."

on y/n's other side, jamie extended her hand for a low high five. "so that's what the dye was for." she laughed as the front door to alpine hospitality swung open, a furious fernando alonso standing on the front steps.

his hair was still soaking wet, but it was clear to everybody in a five mile radius that his hair was now a very vivid cherry red. the pure look of rage on the spaniard's face should have been enough to send a shockwave of terror through her body.

instead, it just made her feel alive.

at the patio table, the four boys had collapsed in laughter. jack had his head buried in his hands while liam had his phone out to videotape the entire encounter.

"did you cabrons do this?" fernando roared. "as if what you've done to the sanctity of this team wasn't enough!"

"oscar, run!" she could hear dennis hauger shout through his fit of laughter.

oscar stayed put, laughing to himself as he looked over at y/n.

and when he winked at her, she thought her legs would buckle, the butterflies spreading through her stomach so rapidly that she thought she might be sick.

she had been past the point of denying her feelings to herself a long long time ago, and now the aussie had a permanent place in her dreams, in both horny and wholesome ways. her fingers had become quite acquainted with the motions they robotically performed whenever oscar piastri appeared in her late-night fantasies.

"oi fernando!" she shouted, throwing her middle finger up in the air, ignoring all the patrons and crew members who were gawking at the alpine driver. "that's for sending me into the barriers, you old cunt!"

when fernando turned back to her, jessica grabbed her hand, and in a fit of laughter the three girls took off down the paddock to the aston martin garage.

nico hulkenberg had decided to award ten points for that stunt.

he had given himself eight points for the darth vader microphone trick.

the war would continue for weeks upon weeks, only stopping for the summer break. jessica and y/n had teamed up with liam to cover lawrence stroll's desk in plastic wrap, rendering it unusable and relishing in watching the multi-millionaire throw a fit when he couldn't figure out how to get the plastic wrap off his ikea desk. ( worth eight points. )

robert schwartzman and antonio giovinazzi had countered that by gluing clown wigs to the headphones used by the ferrari pit wall. to this day, mattia still didn't know who was responsible. ( worth five points. ferrari were already enough of a joke as is. )

and suddenly they were in sao paolo, and the season was almost over. begrudgingly, hulkenberg had relented and crowned the younger group the winners.

y/n had hefted the large lego trophy with a proud look on her face, standing in the center of oscar piastri's king-sized hotel bed while the other reserve drivers clapped for her from the floor.

they had gathered together for one last hurrah, a night without pranks or fighting or superiority complexes. a night to celebrate: logan, nyck, oscar and nico were all being promoted.

and y/n had news of her own that she planned to announce after the season ended in abu dhabi: she would be leaving f1 to go to formula e and act as the reserve and development driver for avalanche andretti now that she knew for certain that vasseur would not be renewing her alfa contract for another year.

jamie would be leaving for indy nxt, and liam for japanese super formula. it was truly their last night all together, their last night of things being the way that they used to be.

"i think we need to end this season properly." pietro insisted, reaching for the bottle of ferrari trento that was in the middle of the circle where they were all sitting. "it's our last season together, so forgive me for growing attached to you motherfuckers."

with news of nico returning to grid with his new place at haas, he had been quick to hand the reins of the prank war to his young apprentice. pietro fittipaldi intended to take his job very seriously, and was already dividing the teams for the 2023 season.

"psst, i'll still be around." y/n said, hopping down from the bed. "someone's gotta keep piastri in check. and who else is going to remind you all just how fuckable your bosses are."

"ugh, never say those words again, i beg you!" antonio begged. "if i ever hear you talk about 'daddy mattia' again, i swear i will put a laxative in your drink, just like i did to steiner."

the laxative stunt had won giovinazzi eight points, but at what cost? guenther had been pissed off for the rest of the weekend, and there had been a smell lingering around the haas motorhome despite f1's best efforts at cleaning it up.

y/n just laughed, holding out her plastic solo cup. "hit me, fittipaldi. i want as much champagne as can fit in this glass."

pietro shook his head, but abided the testing driver's request, filling the solo cup up to the line.

"what do you say that we make this night a little more interesting?" jack doohan proposed, looking over at oscar and y/n out of the corner of his eye.

the two young adults were sitting directly next to each other, their knees touching through their jeans. and then jack suddenly had the best worst idea ever.

he turned to liam, lowering his voice and whispering something into the kiwi's ear before they both burst out into sly grins.

"oi, fitti, how much champagne is left in that bottle?"

pietro frowned, looking at the green glass bottle in his hands. "like, a third. why?"

"just drink it so we can use the bottle." liam suggested, offering up his own solo cup. "pour the rest of it in here."

"nope." robert schwartzman cut in. "liam, i refuse to deal with your drunk ass again. that can be somebody else's problem today."

as pietro passed off the bottle, nico met liam's shit eating grin. still chuckling to himself, the red bull junior nodded in the direction of oscar and y/n, who were signing the nineties song blasting from pietro's phone in a very tipsy, our of key way. but somehow, they were perfectly in tune with each other, even if their rendition of 'hot in herre' didn't match up with one nelly was singing on the other end of the phone speaker.

nico's eyes widened as he watched jack set up the bottle in the middle of the circle.

they were going to play spin the bottle, but with the number of men outweighing the number of women, it was a set up for chaos. but even more than that, it was supposed to be a way to get two very specific lovesick idiots to finally admit how they felt about each other.

"who's ready for spin the bottle?!" liam shouted, being met with cheers from some of the other guys. guys who just wanted to see something really stupid that they could use as blackmail material.

but nobody missed how oscar and y/n instinctually moved away from each other as pietro shut the music off, a dusting pink on their cheeks as y/n moved to put jamie in between her and oscar.

"aren't we a little old for this?" stoffel vandoorne sighed. "we are grown ass adults."

liam shrugged. "you don't have to play if you don't want to."

"and let you jackasses have all the fun?"

"i say trophy bearer over there goes first." jack proposed, pointing at y/n.

nobody missed the way that her eyes flicked to oscar, nerves settling in her stomach. it was fine, she told herself. there was no way that the bottle would land on oscar. and next year, she'd be in a different paddock and her heart could cool down from all the ways that the aussie used to make it race.

taking a deep breath, she leaned forward to spin the empty trento bottle, nails scraping against the label. she closed her eyes, sitting back on her heels and crossing her fingers behind her back that god would be on her side.

hoping and praying that it wouldn't land on oscar.

and because her eyes were still closed, she didn't have a chance to watch jack nudge his foot into the circle, stilling the bottle's movements so that it landed on oscar piastri.

oscar's face flushed pink as he leaned back against the bed. next to him, liam and jack cheered, as did nico from the other side of the circle.

"oscar and y/n!" the german cheered. "now where's the closet? we're playing full seven minutes in heaven, out here we'll set the timer. you kids have fun." nico winked

trying not to make eye contact with each other, oscar and y/n got to their feet, slowly walking over to the closet like they had been sentenced to the gallows.

"ladies first." oscar coughed out, sliding the mirrored door open and allowing y/n to slip inside the confined space. the future mclaren driver followed her inside.

they stood less than two feet apart, breaths heavy.

"we don't have to do this if you don't want to." oscar said quietly. "nico is a jackass. we can just stand here and talk for seven minutes."

"oscar," she cut him off. "i need to tell you something." the time for being a coward was over. she wasn't going to be here next year. if oscar didn't feel the same, at least she wouldn't have to deal with seeing his stupid, pretty face every day. "i'm not coming back next year. vasseur told me that management is changing, and that the new guy isn't likely to keep me around if i'm never going to drive competitively again. i'm going to andretti, oscar. i'm going to be a formula e reserve in 2023."

"what? what do you mean you went to andretti?" oscar's voice was faint as he stared at her, his eyes slowly moving from her plump, pink lips, down to her tiny black garage top, the lace of her bralette peeking through the deep-cut collar, her cleavage on perfect display.

if he was ever going to do something with his feelings, now would be the time.

but y/n didn't even give him the chance, pressing up on her toes to smash her lips to oscar's, his hands flying to her waist. it was a searing kiss, all teeth and tongue as oscar pushed her back against the wall.

sometimes, a kiss could say more than words.

she moaned as oscar's hands squeezed her thighs through her army green flare pants, the aussie taking that moment to gently slip his tongue in between her lips. her fingers carded at his hair, gently pulling a small handful, eliciting a growl from the driver's throat before he changed his area of focus, hungrily kissing her neck.

y/n gasped at the feeling, a sensation made double as oscar's cold hands touched her skin, teasing the bottom of her shirt, running over her toned stomach.

"oscar." she whined, feeling a familiar ache in between her thighs. in the back her mind, she wondered if they were nearing the end of their seven minutes.

or if nico had even bothered to count.

they got their answer when a harsh knock on the closet door startled oscar so much that he tripped on his own feet, falling to the carpeted floor.

"time's up, kiddos!" stoffel shouted from the other side. "make yourselves decent and then get your asses back out here."

getting decent would be difficult: her hair was a mess, a hickey already forming on the side of her neck, and there was definitely a bulge in oscar's jeans that wasn't there when the duo entered the closet.

"fuck." she mumbled, resting her head against the wall. "what do we do?"

"it's my room." oscar reminded. "i can just kick them out, and we can finish what we started."

"good plan." y/n agreed, throwing the closet door open.

the pair stumbled out, and oscar found himself tugging the tails of his button up shirt over his crotch, hoping that nobody could tell how massively turned on he was.

"everybody out!" he shouted. "this night has been incredible, but i'm very tired and have things to do in the morning." he lied blatantly, dragging dennis and jack to their feet.

logan gave him a very confused look. "the fuck? tomorrow is race day? they don't need any of us."

"logan." jamie said gently "read the room."

it took the american a minute as the rest of the reserve drivers groaned, abandoning their night of champagne and debauchery. or at least, relocating it from oscar's room. but when the pieces clicked in his mind, his eyes went wide. "what the fuck? you're kicking us out so you can fuck, aren't you?"

"ew!" robert shouted. "god, you guys are terrible!"

jack and liam just winked at each other as they slipped into the hallway, thankful that their plan had worked, and that the two would finally stop being idiots around each other.

"yes, now get the fuck out unless you want to watch." y/n concluded, kicking theo pourchaire in the back to try and get him to stand up.

"wait, live porn is an option? i'll hide in the closet, i swear you won't even know that i'm there!" pietro shouted, half joking and half not as oscar pushed him through the doorframe.

"out!" oscar shouted again, holding the door open as all of the drivers walked out in single file.

"call us in the morning and tell us all about it, love." jessica winked at y/n as she and jamie followed stoffel out.

"oh of course." y/n agreed. "see you all in the morning. or not!" she shouted down the hallway before oscar closed and locked the door.

they stood toe to toe, soft smiles on their faces.

"hi, lover." she said softly, eyes on his lips.

"hi." he said, just as soft as he pressed his lips to hers. "no, where were we?"

"well, i think you were about to do this." she hummed, pulling her shirt over her head and dropping it to the ground.

oscar's eyes darkened at the sight. the lacy black bralette was even better now that he could see all of it, the halter strap sweeping up around the back of neck. as she spun around, he could see the thin strap draping low down on her back.

"god, you're beautiful." he rasped.

she wasn't prepared for how deep his voice was going to get, but it thrilled her to no end, knowing that she'd had that effect on oscar this entire time.

"you know what makes it even better?" she lowered her voice, pretending to be distracted as she started to undo the buttons on oscar's shirt. "i'm wearing a matching thong."

"bed, now." oscar insisted, sweeping her off her feet.

it was going to be a looong night.

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