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whorekneecentral · 6 months

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Snow Storm

Pato O'Ward x Fem!Reader

Warnings: pato doesn't listen, snow storms, getting stranded, car troubles, reader's mad at him and will lowkey let him freeze, teasing, it's giving dom!pato for like 0.2 seconds, oral (f!receiving), lowkey blackmail, penetrative sex (P in V), creampie.

Word Count: 1,729

Author's Note: this is for the six pato fans out there, I hope y'all like this one :)

merry smutmas series

Your boyfriend insists the roads are fine to drive despite the massive incoming snow storm; as someone who grew up in cold weather, you knew better. yet, there you were stuck on the side of the road with him in the snow.

"Do you seriously have to go right now?" You asked him, leaning over from your spot on the bed.

Your boyfriend nods, "yes, because if I leave it back - I won't finish wrapping it. Plus, it's a week before Christmas, the wrapping paper might be sold out."

Rolling your eyes, you sit up properly. "Pato, don't be ridiculous. They're not gonna run out of wrapping paper."

"You never know!" He huffed, arms flung in the air like a child.

You and Pato had returned to your home town to spend Christmas with your family before heading up to Mexico to join his family for New Year. It had been snowing on and off since you got home a few days ago but it really came down last night. Most of the roads were a disaster but Pato was insistent on getting this stupid wrapping paper.

"The roads are going to be a mess, babe. Can we not just go tomorrow?" You asked him but the man was already getting up, grabbing his hoodie off the end of your bed.

"Please," he shrugs you off, "I drive race cars, a little snow ain't nothing to a driver like me."

You can't help but laugh at his dramatics; you grew up in the snow, you know how brutal it can be to get stuck out there and yet, you stupidly follow him down the staircase and to the car.

Pato takes the side street the two of you had taken many times before. See, you lived in a small town in the middle of basically nowhere. When it snowed, people tended to stay indoors but they did plow the roads, but only the main ones took priority. This meant that the road you were on was one of the last to be plowed yesterday and had yet to be plowed today.

With the snow coming down on top of what had already fallen that morning, the mountain of snow piled up along the sides of the road. Pato's focused on the road but as he turns to go over the hill before getting into town, the wheel stops moving. He can hear the grinding, the wheels spinning but it's stuck in something.

You look over at the man, "are you kidding me right now?"

"Wha-" he sighs, "I'll go check." He tells you, pulling the hood over his head as he steps out of the car.

When he opens the door, you shiver. You had not only followed him out of the house but you were wearing sweats and a hoodie, that was nowhere close to enough to keep you warm.

"So," he says as he gets back into the car, looking over at you with a tight lipped smile. "We're stuck."

"Yeah, no shit Sherlock." You sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose.

"Okay, so I can push the car out-" he says but you stop him, waving him off. "There's no point, you won't make it over the hill and there's too much snow to make it back to the house right now."

His brows furrow, looking over at you. "So what? We're just stuck here?"

"Yeah, for now at least." You pick up your phone and text your sister, letting her know you two are stuck and if she could please call the roadside assistance. Pato sat quietly, not wanting to annoy you further; after all, you did suggest to wait until tomorrow.

"We're here for at least another 3 hours," you tell him, "she says they're gonna clear the roads and then come this way."

The man nods, staring out the window as you unbuckled, shifting in your seat to climb into the back. He looks at you, confused and you pat the spot next to you. "If we're gonna be stuck for 3 hours, we can at least be warm. Come cuddle."

He climbs over the seat, clinging to you the moment he gets into the backseat. While you were cold, you were used to this weather so it wasn't so bad but for Pato, it was as if you had shipped him off to Antarctica. He's shivering, trying to get as close to you as possible; he wonders if you'd let him get into your sweater with you.

You can't help but laugh at the sight of your boyfriend. He huffs, looking up at you. "What?"

"I told you not to come out today." You laughed and he rolled his eyes. "How rude? Don't roll your eyes at me."

"Or what?"

"Or I'll move and let you freeze to death." You tell him and Pato smiles, sitting up a bit. "You won't."

It's your turn to roll your eyes now, moving away from your boyfriend towards the door. Pato ignores your theatrics and moves closer to you again, cuddling into your side. You don't move nor do you react, you simply ignore the man.

Pato holds back the urge to roll his eyes, his lips pressed to your jaw and moves down to your neck, leaving a trail of kisses behind. "C'mon mi amor, I'm sorry."

You ignore the man, not answering him. You'd move away again but if you move another further, you'd end up outside of the car.

He huffs, "fine, if you won't help me warm up, I'll warm myself up." His hand moves from your thigh to the hem of your sweats, shoving his hand down the front.

"Pato!" You laughed, grabbing his wrist. He smiles, "oh so that got your attention?"

"You mean you shoving your freezing hand down my pants? Yeah," you laughed but the man doesn't move his hand- at least not in the way you meant. His fingers rubbed over your panties, he can feel how warm you are, how wet you were.

"Something's got you worked up?" He asks and you ignore him question, your bottom lip pulled between your teeth as you try not to moan.

Pato's fingers worked slowly, pulling your panties to the side to rub on your clit and you let out a little whimper - by accident of course.

He figured there had to be a fast way to get you to forgive him. He moves his hand away and you give him a look, one he knows too well - why'd you do that. "I know," he tells you, "I'm sorry babe, one second." He pulls you by your hips to lay on the bed seat, your Uggs on the floor as he reaches for your sweats, pulling them off.

"How is this gonna make me warm?" You grumbled, an arm over your face.

"Shut up, will you?" He glances up to you, repositioning himself between your legs.

His hands rub over your thighs and despite his hands being freezing, it felt like every nerve in your body was on fire. Eventually, his hand ends up right where it previously was - exactly where you wanted it.

You let out a breath when you feel his lips on your thigh, soft kisses being peppered across the surface of your inner thigh. Your head falls back against the seat when you feel his tongue on you, he’s yet to move your panties and you're already a mess.

He finally does, smiling to himself “Fuck-” you breathe, fingers tangled in his hair.

Pato glances up at you, his nose brushes against your clit and he doesn't miss the sound coming out of your mouth or the way your hips jut towards him.

"Pato," you whined, pulling on his hair when he stopped for a moment. He chuckles, "do you forgive me?" He asked, a hand running up the side of your thigh.

You propped yourself up on your elbows, looking at the man. "What?"

"Say you forgive me and I'll give you whatever you want, corazón."

"Fine," you huffed, "I forgive you." You tell him quickly, pulling him back to you. Pato laughs, his face buried between your legs once again.

Your thighs squeeze around his face; he'd die a happy man right there.

You can't wait any longer, you need him in every sense of the word. Pulling your boyfriend up, he kisses you when he meets your face and you can taste yourself on him, the two of you shuffling around a bit. Pato's sitting now, his own pants pulled down half over his thighs and you're on top of him, straddling him.

He lets you sink down onto his cock. Both of you letting out a satisfied sigh, your hands gripping on his shoulders as you set the pace.

He lets out a groan when you clench around him, his hands squeezing your bare thighs, red finger prints on your skin. Pato's face buried in the crook of your neck.

Your hand tangles in his hair, pulling his head back so you can kiss him. You kiss all over his face, Pato cheeks red from the blush forming on his cheeks.

He loves when you love on him like that.

“You’re so good for me,” you mumble against his cheek, rocking your hips back and forth. “Mmm there,” you breathe, chest pressed to his. His lips find the base of your neck, he bites down softly before kissing up to your jaw.

Pato's arms wrapped around you, holding you close as you bounced on his lap. The two of you are tangled together, not sure where one of you ends and the other starts. The windows are steamy, you're no longer freezing but instead, you were sweating.

"C'mon, just like that pretty girl," he edges you on, lifting his hips to meet you halfway.

“My pretty girl, so good for me.” He whispers into the silence.

You pull him down onto you, his chest pressed to yours and your hand rests on his cheek. Your boyfriend kissing you and with a few sloppy thrusts, you feel yourself being pushed over the edge.

He groans, feeling you clench around him and he follows behind you, now coming down from his own high.

The two of you clinging onto each other, his hands slip under the back of your sweater and you giggle, bucking forward on his lap which makes him groan.

"Don't do that," he tells you and you roll your eyes, "then don't tickle me!"

Pato laughs, pulling you in for a kiss. "Warm now?"

"Sweating," you huffed, smiling against his lips.

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jaslan4f1 · 3 months

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She chose me - Did she?

pairing: Charles Leclerc x Lando Norris x femalereader

summary: Charles, Lando and you and unbreakable Trio but what happens when you find out that they both have feeling for you.

warnings: /

(a/n): English is not my native language so this may contain consistency errors, i would really appreciate the corrections but please, be kind. feedback is also appreciated ♡

It all started because of a stupid interview you had with an mega hyped motorsport podcast.

One of them asked you “So Y/n we all know that due to your job as an f1 journalist you are really close to the whole grid. But our listeners would probably like it if you would share who your fav is”

You chuckled at the question, knowing that this question has just one logical answer.

“Oh I could never choose one. I like them all really, they all have different personalities and I really enjoy spending time with them” you said politely.

The podcaster just looked at you and smirked, knowing that they had some proof which 2 drivers you are definitely more around.

“Oh really we have seen you many times around with Charles and Lando. These two are definitely up on your list right? They have also shared that they enjoy having you around or during post race interviews with you.” You laughed at their statement. “Really they said that? Wow I feel so special. Yes ok fine, Lando and Charles are definitely up there” you had to keep your big smile back thinking about them.

In reality Lando, Charles and you were extremely close. You 3 had your own post race traditions and made movies nights after each qualifying.

You liked hanging out with them you would even describe them as your best friends on the grid.

What you didn’t know was that Charles and Lando weren’t actually that close and played friends in front of you. Both being lovesick idiots for you. They both were desperate for your attention. Lando did not hate Charles but he despised the fact that Charles could be a perfect match for you.

Charles thought that Lando would be a good friend for you but he was too childish for you. Charles was convinced that he was the man you wanted.

- present -

You were sitting in Landon’s driver room because he wanted you to wait for him there after practice 1 ended. You scrolled through your phone and read some comments about your interview in the hyped motorsport podcast. Some people shipped you with Lando some said that you and Charles were definitely an endgame. You shook your head with a smile on your face. “Who got you smiling like that darling” a male voice said.

“God Lan you scared me” Lando chuckled at your words. “You didn’t answered my question” he started walking towards you and sat next to you on his couch. He took your phone knowing that you trusted him and he could see what got you smiling. You watched his face and analyzed his reaction.

“ I think they are right” he suddenly said and turned his head to look at you. “About what part? Shipping me and you or that Charles and I would be the perfect endgame” you teased him.

Landos eyes got smaller, jealousy started growing in him. “Don’t do that” you looked into his eyes. They looked like tears were forming. Did that made Lando emotional? His lips were in a tight line. He didn’t dared to speak out his thoughts. I like you y/n please don’t choose Charles.

You started deep in his eyes. Suddenly the room was filled with tension and hot air. You could feel the need to kiss him. Fuck no that wasn’t right, he was your best friend right?

You could answer your thoughts because in the next moment your phone vibrated.

“Yes” you picked it up still haven’t stopped the eye contact.

“Y/n it’s Charles where are you I have to see you mon amour” the monegasque said.

Landos eyes filled with more sadness but instead of saying anything he took your phone and answered Charles for you.

“Yo it’s Lan we will be there in a minute ok bye” and with that he ended the call. “That wasn’t very nice Lan” you laughed. “Who said I have to be nice all the time”

After 5 minutes you found Charles. He tried to overplay the feeling of jealousy that he felt every time when he saw you alone with Lando. “Hey Charlie” you said and hugged him. Charles and Landos eyes met during the hug. Charles smirked knowing that you were the only one that gave Charles that nickname. Landos blood boiled and his face couldn’t cover that he didn’t liked Charles hands on you.

But somehow you were always the only one who didn’t seem to see the behavior of both boys.

After the hug you 3 went to the cafeteria and ate some post race day snacks. Of course the boys choose something more healthier that fitted into their diet.

“I will use the restroom for a second if you’d excuse me” you said and left the boys alone.

“Did you have a great time with her in your driver room?” Charles asked with a raspy voice. Lando laughed because he nodded with a smirk on his face. “You know little Lando in the end it will always be me” Charles said confidently.

“And why would you think that” Lando laid back into his chair. “Because she already chose me” Charles said and emptied his drink.

“Did she?”

a/n: Hey guys long time, no see. I had some busy months but I’m back and had this scenario stuck in my head since the TikTok sound started trending. Hope you like this one xoxo 💋

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viennakarma · 2 months

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Everybody wants a taste

Pato O’Ward x Reader

Summary: Pato knows better than to push you, but sometimes he does. The punishment is bad, but sometimes he can count on you to be merciful.

Word count: 2.3k

Tags: female!reader, established relationship, smut, +18, porn with very little plot, Dom!reader, Sub!pato, rough sex, slapping, biting, praise kink, degradation kink, jealous!reader, possessive!reader, brief aftercare, not beta read

Relationship: Pato O'ward x Reader

Note: This is a birthday oneshot for my best friend Sophia, who loves to lurk around in my blog (and she thinks I don't know what her user is)! Happiest birthday, Sophia! I love you, thank you for being my friend. [o que você não me pede sorrindo que eu não faço chorando? eu avisei que o tempo ia me inocentar, hehe]

If you are pato o'ward and is seeing this, LEAVE!

“Strike one,” you mumbled close to Pato’s ear as you watched him perk up to your voice. His hold on a champagne flute shook minimally but you knew he heard you and understood the warning in your voice.

Pato had been more socially involved in tonight’s party. Which usually wouldn’t really bother you too much, but when there were at least three random women openly flirting with him, and he didn’t do anything to stop it, it really got on your nerves. And he knew the only one getting punished for it is himself.

You left him alone and went to the bar, asking for a new mojito, but your eyes were trained on Pato on the other side of the room. He was aware of you too, the flush on his cheeks you knew was a reflection of your power over him.

He kept talking with the same women who were flirting with him before. You mentally gave him ten more minutes to pack up the conversation and come to you. When he didn’t, you raised your hand and showed him the number two.

Strike two.

He gulped, saying something to the women and scurrying away from them. He started walking up to you, but he was halfway through when one of the women stopped him standing in front of him and running a hand up and down his chest. It was only a couple of seconds, and Pato quickly held her wrist, told her off and kept walking up to you.

You sipped your drink, seeing the uncertainty in his eyes when he finally stopped in front of you.

“Strike three, Patricio,” you said with a saccharine smile and he shook his head.

“You saw that- she came onto me! I didn’t do anything!”

“Had you stopped her way before, none of it would’ve happened.”

“But she-”

You held a finger up, and he silenced. After finishing your mojito, you set it down and took Pato’s hand, walking away. He followed you into the taxi, and quietly sat down on the way home. You absentmindedly held a hand on his thigh. Pato tried to not to squirm, knowing that you were pretty pissed at his little stunt. You were the jealous type, and when he was feeling a little adventurous, he’d go out of his way to get a rise of you, but tonight had not been his intention to piss you off and risk not being allowed to cum, as you knew it was the one punishment he didn’t enjoy fully.

At home, you two removed your coats, and you sat on the sofa, seemingly relaxing against the cushions. Maybe you were in a good enough mood to not punish him.

“Can I take off your heels?” Pato offered, kneeling by your feet. You arched an eyebrow but offered your foot. He unlatched the straps of your heels, and you sighed as he massaged each of your feet softly.

Pato stood up and went into the kitchen, coming back with a glass of water that you almost chugged down, he knew you always got thirsty after nights out. But you knew better, you knew he was trying to butter you up after hitting three strikes at the party. You opened your arms, and he fell face first into your chest, nuzzling his face on the low cut of your dress. You scratched up and down his back, and he practically purred into you, melting.

“Let’s go to the bedroom, baby,” you muttered and he just stood up, carrying you into the bedroom.

He only stopped when he placed you on the floor by the bed. You linked both arms around his neck, tiptoeing to kiss him on the lips. Pato’s hands circled your waist, and he palmed your ass just as you deepened the kiss, opening your mouth and feeling him sighing into your lips. You kissed down his jaw, then you held his face, kissing down his neck, biting softly. He melted, and you tightened your hold on his jaw.

“You think I don’t know you’re trying to evade your punishment? Being a good boy now won’t spare you,” you bit harder on his neck, and he groaned out loud, “take your clothes off and get on the bed. Boxers stay on.”

He whined because he knew his boxers only came out if he were to cum, and right now, he wouldn't. You went into the closet and got a pair of leather handcuffs, a collar and a crop. You took your clothes off, staying only with panties on. When you went back, he was laying on the bed, as instructed. As soon as he saw the handcuffs, he put both hands up so you could tie him to the headboard, you knelt beside him, placing the cuffs and then, the collar around his thick neck.

You sat on his lap, only two layers of fabric between your cunt and him. Leaning down, you kissed him hard, devouring him, sucking his tongue, biting his lower lip, nipping at his chin. You grounded your hips on his, moaning at the feel of his erection under you.

“I’m using you tonight, baby,” you told him, moving your hips up and down his covered cock, “be good, and maybe you get a reward in the end, yes?”

“Yes, please,” he moaned, bucking his hips up, into you. You sighed, slapping his face, not very hard just as a warning, but he smiled at you, all sweet and innocent. So you slapped him again, his face flush and he bit back a smile.

You scooted back until you were between his legs, running your hands up and down his muscly thighs. You leaned down, fully mouthing at his cock over his boxers, and he moaned pathetically. Letting your saliva drip down onto the fabric, you fully sucked on him, wetting him all over and making a mess.

“Ah, please, please, love-” He moaned out loud, trying to control his hips, shaking.

“I’m sorry? Did you say something?” You stopped, and he whined, shaking his head no.

You ran your nails up and down his chest, and his breath hitched. You kissed his chest, then you bit down on his skin until a red mark was left. Pato loved pain, he was so turned on whenever you marked his skin out of possessiveness. You knew he would never go for someone else, but a jealous part of you was satisfied that if he ever did, there would be bite marks and hickeys all over his chest to let anyone know who Pato belonged to.

You quickly stood up so you could remove your damp panties. On top of him again, you scooted over, until you had a knee on each side of his head, and the motherfucker smiled wildly as soon as he realized what you were doing.

He welcomed your cunt with an open mouth as you sat on his face, his tongue lapping up at your folds up and down. As a motorsports driver, he had great head and neck control, so you could fully sit on his face and he would be fine.

You moaned, holding on the headboard for balance. He sucked you as if he was making out with your cunt, and you quickly built up to your orgasm. You were so close that you started to ride his face full force, one hand on his head, pulling his hair as you rode him, his stubble was a good kind of pain against your sensitive skin.

When he fully sucked your clit, you were a goner. Moaning and writhing until that shaky haze left your body after you fully rode out your orgasm.

“Ah, baby! You’re such a good boy making me cum,” you said, moving from his head, looking at the complete mess you made of his face.

You held his face and kissed him, tasting yourself and he moaned into your mouth when he felt your hand cupping him over his boxers.

“What is your color?” You asked, breaking the kiss with a string of saliva between your lips.

“Green, baby. Please, please!” His hands bucked against the handcuffs. You hummed and squeezed his cock harder, his boxers wet with both your saliva and his precum.

“I’m not sure if you deserve anything good today, honey” you reached for the crop, hitting Pato’s thighs with it, and he squirmed.

“I’ll be good, mami. I promise I’ll be so good for you!” He pleaded, sweat coating his forehead and the bite marks already showing up purple all over his chest.

You pulled at his boxers, finally setting his cock free, and he moaned at the possibilities. Leaning down, you spit over his cock, not that he really needed, he had leaked so much precum already. You wrapped a hand around his girth, pumping him torturously slow, up and down. You watched his face contort into pain and pleasure, and he tried his best to not fuck into your hand. He failed, so you gripped the crop and hit each side of his face with it. Pato kept moaning and whispering his begging words.

Finally, you let go of the crop, got on his lap and lined up his cock into your entrance. He looked down, all hopeful.

“If you cum without my permission, you will regret it, Patricio.” Your voice was serious, and he nodded in agreement. You reached for his face and slapped him, and he groaned as you placed his cockhead into your warm cunt, “answer, me.”

“Yes, yes, yes! I won’t cum- cum without your permission, mami!” He nodded.

You sunk into him, at once and you felt so full you needed a moment. His eyes rolled back at the feel of your tight, warm cunt. You placed both hands over his chest for balance, then you started riding him, slow at first, up and down with your wetness coating his length. You were going slow, but so hard that he hit that one spot inside you that had you shaking with desire, the knot in your core tightening up before release.

Both of you were moaning obscenely loud, your falling on your face as your muscles started to strain from the movements.

“Ah, mami, please let me cum! I’m so close!”

“Hold it,” you told him, not stopping.

“I can’t! Feels too good- fuck- ah, I can’t-”

You pulled him out, scooting forward on his abdomen and away from his cock as he cried out, so close to his release.

“I told you not to. I’m going to touch myself and make me cum, and you won’t get any release today,” you threatened. He whined.

“No, no, I’ll be good! I won’t cum until you say so, please. Please let me fill you up!”

You chuckled at his eagerness, and you went back, spearing yourself on him once again. Tired of games, you started riding him, fast and hard, pounding both of you on the bed. Running your hands up and down your body, you pinched your nipples and rubbed your clit, until it had you cumming hard on his cock, your cunt clenching so hard on him that Pato thought he was going to pass out trying to hold back his own orgasm. He managed to resist the warm embrace of your cunt pulsing through your high, letting your moans fill the room and you recover from your own orgasm.

“You’re good, baby, so so good holding back f’me,” you said, breathless, “got your first reward.”

You leaned to the headboard, your tits pressing over his face, and uncuffed his wrists, massaging softly with your hands.

“Can I touch you?” His eyes shone like a boy in the park.

“Yes, baby,” you placed his hands on your hips, and started riding him again.

You kept the rhythm from before, snapping your hips, now with the aid of his own hands. It didn’t take much for him to start stuttering, his moans louder by the second.

“I’m sorry, so so sorry! I’m sorry-” Pato said between groans as his hips started bucking into yours.

“It’s ok, baby. You can cum,” you finally allowed him, pulling on his collar to choke him a little bit.

“Thank you, mami. Thank you, thank you!”

He came with a loud groan, his eyes rolling back and his grip on your hips bruising as he twitched inside you, and you clenched around his cock, milking him within an inch of his life. He was all flushed and fucked out, his face sweaty, rosy lips, teary eyed with his pupils blown wide. One of your favorite versions of him. You plopped on his chest, both of you panting and worn down.

You cuddled for a little while, then you managed to get Pato into the bathroom for a warm and quick shower to clean the two of you. He washed you and you washed him, softly and with much affection as always. Aftercare was such an intimate moment between you, always checking with each other if everything was alright. You ran a hand through his hair, down his back, up to his shoulders, and he sighed contently as you ran your hand down his chest. Before leaving the shower, he hugged you, kissing your head and holding you tight for a couple of seconds.

He was sleepy when you got back to bed, you checked his hickeys and bites to see if you had accidentally hurt him, then you put some cream on his skin.

You laid down and Pato laid on top of you, his face against your boobs just as he loved to do.

“Baby, you were very good today,” you told him, softly running a hand through his hair.

“Thank you,” he muttered.

“We need to get water and a snack, come on,” you poked him, but he nuzzled further into your boobs.

“Just five more minutes?”

“Ok, five more minutes, then” you kissed his head.

“I love you,” he said.

“I know,” you pulled his head to peck his lips, “and I love you too.”

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thatsdemko · 9 months

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payback - p.o’ward

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pairing: pato o’ward x fem!reader

warnings: not intended for minors + teasing + mentions of alcohol

a/n: this was supposed to go a totally different way but here we are!(this was supposed to be a whole other different fic)

it wasn’t boring to be in an exclusive resort. free alcohol and dinner cooked for you are two things you can’t turn down. however, being with all of your boyfriends friends? that was the kicker. because while you enjoyed their presence, you expected this vacation to be the two of you, not you and plus three.

so there you lay in a lounge chair watching your boyfriend and his friends toss around a football while you suck down a frozen pina colada with heat flushed across your cheeks in anger.

he doesn’t seem to notice— and be to fair he really hasn’t been paying too much attention to you, and while you shouldn’t be mad, it’s his vacation time off, you’re rather a bit frustrated that you’ve become a thought in the back of his mind.

your boozed infected mind thinks of a perfect idea that outta teach him a lesson to not put you in the backseat.

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“you’re wearing that?” he picks his head up from his phone, the tight champagne colored dress just barely falls below your ass, the top cut so low he’s sure the waiter and his friends will have a perfect view of your tits. a view he doesn’t mind, but he’s not too happy others get to see.

“why not?” you bat your eyelashes, tiny frown on your lips to toy with his emotions. there was no changing, even if he begged you to, there was a lesson to be learned with pato.

he shakes his head going back to his phone, “if you want to wear it that’s fine.” his tone says awfully different than the words coming out of his mouth.

“but?” you motion for him to get it out of his system— to reveal the little thing that irked him enough to make a comment—he just shakes his head and zips his lips for the rest of the time you’re getting ready.

“are you ready to go?” you ask finally turning around from the vanity to see he’s changed into a linen white shirt and a pair of shorts already cozied up in bed once again.

“you’re really not changing?” he asks, finally picking his head up from his phone with a wobbly smile. it’s not that he didn’t like what you were wearing— no he loved it. however, he wasn’t too happy about knowing all of his friends would get the view of you that only he gets.

“why? should I?” you flatten out your dress with your hands not even noticing he’d gotten up from the bed and made his way over to you, “it’s just revealing, and I want all that,” he gestures to your chest area with his index finger, “to myself.” he

“well you should’ve thought of that earlier instead of leaving me in the dust, now this is your payback.”

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his eyes don’t leave your chest the whole night. he makes it obvious he’s eyeing you from across the table, and his friends pay little to no attention to you just by the glares pato gives them when they do.

“did you have fun?” pato growls. the second you close the door behind you to your room, his physical possessiveness begins to show. his hands roam your body, fingers tugging on the tight material of the dress.

“I was just getting started.” you lightly push him off of your body. moving across the room, you head to the balcony taking in the sun that was beginning to set. bright orange and gold shine into your eyes, you’re blinded by its beauty.

“what else do you have in mind? I think I’ve got my lesson handed to me.” he grumbles taking a seat in the chair on the balcony. you look over your shoulder to see he’s squinting, and removing the belt from around his shorts. the leather lightly taps your ass before it’s discarded into the room.

“and what are you sorry for not doing?” you turn to face him and close the gap between you two. you take the chance to slide into his lap, legs straddling around him, you can feel the hardness practically pulsating underneath you.

“fuck,” he mutters under his breath, audible for you to hear as he pushes himself upward for you to feel all of him. you let out an unconscious moan, and grind your hips down on him.

“what are you sorry for? say it,” you do it again hearing a whimper escape his lips. he tilts his head back, you only know his eyes are closed based on the thickness of his lashes.

“I’m sorry for ignoring you.”

“good,” you smile to yourself removing your body from him. you watch his eyes flicker open in an instant once he felt your warm body was gone, “where are you going?”

“I think I’m going to go hang out with my friends, you don’t mind do you?” you pick up your purse from the bed, he watches you adjust the top of your dress lower. this is what he gets for the horrible treatment.

he swallows the thick saliva forming in his throat knowing he’ll have to jerk off without you, that’s the true form of punishment there.

“I guess payback really is a bitch.”

“it is isn’t it?”

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Chapter 5- All For Love Charles Leclerc

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Elena’s POV

It had been over a week since what went down with Charles. Obviously we still talked to each other. But he vibe was different. Was I an idiot for making him wait for me. He could have an woman in this world so why did he want me.

I sat in my car as the engineers checked it and made sure everything was all set. I was in P1 in Maxs home race. He was directly behind me. I knew this race would be difficult.

“Elena radio check” Bono said. “Loud and clear Bono” I said. “Alright Elena we got a good race today good starting positions” Bono said. “Yeah we do” I said. Looking back in my mirror at Charles car. He was in P3.

“You alright Elena” Bono asked. “All good” I said. Everyone cleared the track and the lights went out and we were off. Defending a position against Max is one of the hardest things to do.

But I knew that I was better than him. He got to pushy always and tried to cut corners. But not with me. I’d never let him. I was able to hold my position for ten laps until Max had hit my car from behind and we spun off the track together.

I flew into the barrier. Landing sort of sideways. I then saw Charles go off after he hit some debris from maxs car. Max was off beside me. They both managed to get out but I was stuck.

“Elena are you alright” Bono said. “Yeah just a bit stuck here” I said. “Marshall’s are coming to help” Bono said. “Was that all Max” I said. “Yeah the F.I.A is looking into it Elena” Bono said.

Charles then ran over to help me out.

“Elena are you okay” Charles said. “Yeah Char just stuck” I said. He then managed to move the piece of metal that was trapping me. “Grab onto me” he said I wrapped my arms around him and he pulled me out. But I realized my necklace had fallen off somewhere.

I couldn’t lose that. Charles set me down on the grass for a second. I took my helmet off. The paramedics came over to check me out. But I was fine. Just a couple little cuts.

“What were you doing Elena” Max said. “Your the asshole that ran into the back of me” I said yelling. “Me you took up the whole track” Max said. “Your a sore loser Max you can’t take it when someone is better then you” I said standing up.

“You think your better than me you’ve never even won a world championship” Max said. “Hmmm… you know what Max this year I will” I said. “Yeah right” Max said. “Oh I will and when I do everyone will know who the better Verstappen” I said. “El come on” Charles said.

Later..

After the race I just hung out at the Mercedes paddock going over what happened. It was so annoying how Max got away with it. He always got away with everything he did.

“You alright” Lewis said. “Yeah.. he’s an idiot” I said petting Roscoe. “He’s a dick he could’ve killed you” Lewis said. “Yeah and Charles” I said. “You didn’t hear” George said. “Hear what” I said. “Charles never hit anything he just went off the track” George said. “I heard Ferrari is pissed” Lewis said.

“Excuse me for a moment” I said. I then began to walk over to the Ferrari paddock but was stopped by Pato. “Oh perfect just the Australian I was hoping to see” Pato said. “Hey Pato shouldn’t you be with Addie” I said.

“No actually I was hoping you could help me plan a date for mine and Addies anniversary” Pato said. “Yeah why not” I said. We then sat down outside of the Mercedes paddock. “So what should I do” Pato said. “Maybe a candle lit dinner on the balcony of our apartment” I said.

“Ahh anything else she’d enjoy” Pato said writing it down in his phone. “Well she’s like me she loves roses and maybe like pasta or something” I said. “Got it got it thank you El” Pato said. “Is that all” I said. “Yeah sorry go back to get your man” Pato said.

“He’s not my” I said. “Sure he’s not” Pato said walking away. I then got up and went to the Ferrari paddock to find Charles. I saw Carlos standing there talking to some engineers. So I went upstairs to find Charles.

He was sitting on a couch. But he looked upset to me. I then sat beside him.

“Hey Charles” I said. “El how are you feeling now” Charles said. “I’m fine now just lost my necklace I’m sorry” I said. “Ah it probably got flung across the track” Charles said.

“So whys everyone saying you went off intentionally” I said. “… I hit debris love” he said looking at me. “Charles” I said. “I did though you saw” Charles said. “Okay” I said. “Are you doing anything tonight” Charles said.

“Probably just going home Charles” I said. “Yeah summer break right” Charles said. “Silly season yeah plus I gotta sort things out” I said. “If you need help with stuff for your Mom I’ll be there” he said. “Thank you Charles for everything” I said hugging him.

Later that evening…

Addie stopped the car at the entrance to our apartment.

“What are you doing” I said. “Oh I gotta go see Pato something about a date night” Addie said. “Everyone has a boyfriend but me” I said. “April is at George’s so it’s just me” I said. “I’ll be back later this evening” Addie said.

“Yeah have fun miss P1” I said she laughed. “Bye El Bell see you later” she said driving off. I then went up to our apartment. And carried my suitcase up the stairs. I was just ready to relax honestly. I opened the door and set my bags on the couch.

I then shut the door. But something was different. Someone’s shoes were here. And I smelt good. But impossible nobody was home. Unless Danny was here again stealing my food. I then saw the balcony all lit up. So I went outside.

And there Charles stood. In a nice button up shirt and black pants. His hair all messy the way I liked it. But he looked good. And in his hands he held something.

“What are you doing here” I said. “I was hoping to have dinner with you” Charles said. “So you broke in” I said he laughed. “No Addie lent me her key but… before dinner I believe this belongs to you” he said holding up the necklace he had gotten me years ago.

I thought I lost it in that crash earlier.

“Char I thought I lost it” I said. “I saw it on the ground and it had a broken chain so I had my mom fix it” Charles said. I held my hair up as he put the necklace back on. “Thank you” I said he smiled.

“Wanna eat” he said. “Yeah” I said. “Don’t worry I didn’t cook” he said I laughed as we sat down. “I was gonna say” I said. “Well thank my mother” Charles said. “I thought it smelled familiar” I said. “I know her cooking is your favorite” Charles said.

We enjoyed a nice dinner together and just talked for a little while. But I still didn’t know what I wanted from him. Was I really ready for another relationship. We picked up the dishes and went inside. I then set them in the sink.

“Charles..” I said he looked at me. “Yes Elena” Charles said. Here it goes just ask him. Did he really go off the track for me. “Did you purposely go off the track for me” I said he hesitated. “Love I.. I did” Charles said. “But you could hurt your career Charles” I said.

“I don’t care about that.. the only thing that mattered to me in that moment was you” he said looking at me. “I .. love you.. Elena and I can’t lose you too so yeah I did” Charles said. “You’d risk your dreams for me” I said. “Elena you are my dream” Charles said I teared up.

And in that moment I knew. Nothing else mattered but him. That’s all I wanted. Daniel had never given me the feelings that Charles did. This was what true love really felt like.

I ran over and kissed him. He was all I wanted. There was nobody else.

“Charles.. I love you” I said looking into his eyes. “..I’ve waited so long to hear you say that” he said I kissed him again. “Stay with me” I said. “I’d want nothing more mon amour” he said picking me up and carrying me to my room.

The next day…

Charles POV

I woke up with Elena in my arms. It was everything that I had always wanted in life. I heard someone knock on the door.

“I’ll get it” Elena said softly. “No love I got it stay here” I said kissing her cheek. “You better come back” she said smiling. “I’ll be back” I said throwing my pants back on. I then left her room to answer the door.

I opened it to see Daniel. He was standing there with flowers. I’m assuming for Elena.

“Oh hey Charles… uhhh shirtless Charles” Daniel said. “Whats up” I said. “Just wanted to check on Elena after the race yesterday” Daniel said. “She’s fine just laying in bed” I said. “Yeah I knew this would happen eventually” Daniel said.

“What are you talking about” I asked. “You and Elena it’s always been you two” Daniel said. “I’m not following” I said. “Ummm just tell her I stopped by she knows where to find me” he said handing me the flowers.

I then shut the door. That was strange.

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minkyungseokie · 1 month

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Pato O'Ward; PO5

Autosports Masterlist | Main Masterlist

⎆Written

There's nothing yet...

⎆Blurbs

There's nothing yet...

⎆Smau

There's nothing yet...

⎆Series

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2-fast-2-curious · 2 years

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hi there! no sure if you’re familiar with indycar drivers, but do you think you could find some audios similar to pato o’ward? thx in advance!!

I mean if I'm going to find audios for Callum Ilott I can't leave Pato out.

[M4F][Improv] Just a uno game

[Friends to Lovers][Kisses]+[Tongue-Kiss][Teasing][Slow burn][Silly][Nervous][First time][Orgasm][You are amazing][1 L-bomb]

#pato o'ward #pato o'ward x reader #pato o'ward smut #indy car #smut #christine recommends audios #audios

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vickwrites · 2 years

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Requests, besties, requests

p.s. if i don't answer yours it's either,

brain empty

or i just dont know how

but send them in, i love to read them

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moviecritc · 28 days

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nora's navigation 🫧

nora's navigation

✦ ˚ : · heyy. i'm nora, a swiftie and film enthusiastic from spain. i'm in my f1 era, so probably most of my fics will be of the drivers. i'll leave you a list of who am i taking requests. i'll write both in english and spanish (but i'm not native in english, so please bear with me)

i don't write smut, sorry

i also have a wattpad and inkitt profile, u can check them out if you want.

REQUESTS ARE OPEN

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fandoms/people im taking requests:

F1, F2, Indycar

carlos sainz max verstappen oscar piastri daniel ricciardo charles leclerc george russell lewis hamilton alex albon logan sargeant mick schumacher kimi raikkonen sebastian vettel pato o'ward david malukas oliver bearman kimi antonelli nico rosberg (you can request of any driver you like, there's always a chance of me being in the mood to write about them)

F1 POLYAMORY:

lestappen x reader versainz x reader carlando x reader loscar x reader landoscar x reader norstappen x reader charlos x reader maxiel x reader

Other fandoms

Legends of Tomorrow, Good Omens, Barbie Movie, any unproblematic actor/actress, Daisy Jones and The Six, Kingsman, La La Land, Wes Anderson films...

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whorekneecentral · 9 months

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pato eating you out after you swore to stop seeing eachother !?!

ohhhh this is good

You weren't supposed to see him again, you knew he was bad for you from the first moment you saw him. Those eyes, that smile; Pato was nothing but trouble.

The two of you were never really a couple but you kept going out until Pato started disappear for weeks at time. He'd leave unexplained and then show up again like nothing happened. After the last time, you swore to yourself that you'd never let him in again.

Yet, there you were, opening the door for the same man you swore to never see again.

"Why are you here?" you asked, Pato pushes past you and walks into the house. "I wanted to see you, that's why."

"You need to leave, Pato."

The man ignores you, making himself comfortable on the couch. You sigh, shutting the door as you walked over to him. You're stood in front of him and he grabs your hand, pulling you down onto the couch next to him.

"You really need to leave," you look over at him. Pato's hand cups you jaw, pulling you in for a kiss. "You really need to shut up."

His lips are on yours and once again, you find yourself in the same routine. "I missed you," the words fall from his lips; sweet like honey.

You bite back a smile, smug son of a bitch.

“Can I..” He pause, kissing along you neck. “Taste,” he move to press kisses to your jaw. “You?” He stop, finally kissing you.

You find yourself wiggling out of your shorts as you move back to lay on the couch. Thighs on either side of his head but Pato's hands grip the back of your thighs, pulling you further down. Pato's hands rested on the back of your thigh, pulling you down flat against his face, his tongue pressed against your slit.

Your body rocks, leaning forwards and your fingers tangle in his short hair.

His tongue curled upwards, brushing against your clit and you tug on his hair, something incoherent meets his ears - partly because he was focused on what he was doing but also because your thighs were squishing his face.

You shouldn't be doing this, he can't be here.

"Pato, you need to-" you cut yourself off with a moan, "need to what?" He asks, glancing up at you.

You shake your head, "that's what I thought." He drops his head back down.

#pato o'ward #pato o'ward x reader #pato o'ward smut

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whorekneecentral · 11 months

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just hoping im not late to send in a request i was sleeping 🥹

okay hear me out prompt 63 from phrases“you wanna do this right now? even thought we could get caught?”with pato, ofc if you wanna write it where reader and pato have been friends for years now but can’t see that they have feelings for each other and after one race when reader is congratulating pato’s teammate he just gets jealous and the reader and him end up having a makeout session in his driver room when the reader confronts him why he’s being so grumpy and moody

im just a sucker for friends to lovers ;)

okay I lied, i didn't know there was pato reqs in my inbox :) // prompt: “you wanna do this right now? even thought we could get caught?”

P3 and P4 for Pato and Felix, you were proud of the boys.

You had already seen your best friend, giving him a big kiss on the cheek and a hug before congratulating him. He was with his sister and you opted to give them a moment alone so you wandered over to Felix. Your hand rested on his bicep, telling him something with a smile on his face. The two of you laughing about something before the man pulled you into a hug and the sight of that made Pato's blood boil.

Elba joined her fiancé to go take some photos while Pato went off to his motorhome to change; you knocked on the door and walked in, shutting it behind you.

"Pat?!" You called, slipped off your sandals and got a bottle of water from the fridge.

"What?" He stepped into your view, the word coming off harshly.

Your brows furrowed, "woah, what's wrong?"

Pato walks over to you, his hand on your hip as he pulls you into him. He leans in, about to kiss you. You lean back, a hand pressed to his chest.

"Seriously? After all this time you wanna do this right now? Even thought we could get caught?” You asked, confused as to what brought this sudden movement on.

"Yeah, because you're mine, aren't you?"

"Possessive, aren't we?" You mocked, earning a scoff from the driver. You can't help the giggle, finally giving into him and giving him a kiss.

His hands find your hips, the two of you stumbling back to the couch. You tug on the hem of his shirt, the two of you only separating to pull it off.

"Are you sure?" He asked, making sure you really wanted this.

"Been waiting for this day since I met you," you mumbled, eyes meeting his.

"That's all I needed to hear."

#pato o'ward #pato o'ward smut #pato o'ward x reader

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whorekneecentral · 1 year

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december 31st - champage and fireworks // p.o5

Pato O’Ward x Fem!Reader

Warnings: alcohol and the consumption of, both parties are sober to consent, car sex, thigh riding, penetrative sex, creampie, pato being the cutest boyfriend.

Word Count: 1,307

Author’s Note: ending off the advents with my fav indy driver <3 // thank you for all the love and support, I appreciate all of you! happy new year! <3

Holiday Advent Calendar

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Ditching a boring new years eve party, you and Pato end up at the beach, ringing in the new year in their own way.

It was barely 10:30 and it felt like the night was going by so slowly. You two had been invited by a few friends to come over and ring in the new years together. Pato was sitting in the living room and you were getting a drink in the kitchen.

His hand rests on your hip when he stands next to you. “Hi babe,” you smile, taking a sip of your drink. “Let's ditch,” he whispers and your brows furrow.

“What?” You turn to face him, “we can’t just ditch.”

“C’mon, let’s go for. drive. We’ll be back in time for the countdown.” His hand rests on your back, already leading you away from the kitchen.

You can’t bring yourself to say no to him, “you’re sure we'll be back right?”

Pato opens the car door for you, “of course.”

“Fine,” you smile, leaning out to give him a kiss before he shuts the door. Pato gets in and he looks around, there was no one else out there but the two of you so it was easy for you two to make a quick getaway as he calls it.

The night was cool, the windows rolled down as he drove towards the beach. You look over at your boyfriend, his arm resting on the edge of the window, the breeze blowing his hair all over the place. Nights like tonight were when you wondered how you got so lucky.

It was empty when he pulled into the lot, he looked over at you. “Come on,” he says, getting out and you follow him. The two of you sit on the hood of his car, looking up at the sky.

“How’d I get so lucky?” He says, looking over at you. You smile, “I wonder the same thing.” You joked, earning a laugh. Pato slides off the hood and gets something from in the car.

He returns with a bottle of champagne. “You just have that sitting around in your car?” Your brows furrow when you look at him. “No, I took it from the party,” he shrugs, sitting next to you.

“Pato!” You laughed, hitting his arm lightly. “You can’t just do that.”

“They won’t miss it,” he tells you, undoing the top before popping the cork. The champagne spills out the top of the bottle and all over his hand and the hood of the car.

Pato takes a swing of the champagne before passing the bottle over to you. You mirror his actions and some of it dribbles down your chin, Pato reaches forward to wipe it away before kissing you. He pulls you closer, the bottle between the two of you when you feel his hand on your thigh.

He gives your thigh a squeeze, letting his hand slip between your thighs, resting there.

The two of you chatted, catching up on what he’s been up to during the last few races; though he’s been home in between, you didn’t do much talking. It really was only a few days you two had together between races and Pato spent most of them between your legs, a little too preoccupied to have a chat so it was nice to just sit and talk for a bit.

Every so often, you could feel his hand move up just an inch.

Pato being the troublesome guy he is, loved to just suddenly press against your clit while you spoke.

“We can’t,” you whisper against his lips when he kisses you. Pato smiles, “why not?”

“Anyone could see us.”

“Who?” He looks around, “there’s no one out here.”

You look around, “I guess you're right but-” Pato gets off the hood and pulls you by your leg, letting you slide down before he pulls you towards the back seat of his car.

The door shuts and you shift the two of you around before you can protest.

Straddling his lap, your dress bunched over your hips. Pato’s hands rest on your ass, squeezing it before giving it a smack. “Hi beautiful,” he looks up at you, perched all pretty on his lap.

“Hi,” you hum, leaning down to kiss him.

The only light coming from the streetlight a few feet away from the car, his hands slid up to your hips. You laugh, “so eager and you don’t even know what I’m giving you yet.”

Pato scrunches his nose, twisting his expression to show his slightly sour mood. “You’re on my lap, corazón. It can only mean one thing.”

“Is that so?” Your lips along his neck, fingers making quick work to undo the buttons on his shirt.

You ignore his tugging, instead you start rocking yourself on his thigh. Back and forth very slowly. Your nails scratch down his chest, faint red marks being left behind.

Pato groans, his head tossed back and he lifts his leg slightly. The sudden change caused you to slide forward, clit rubbing against the denim fabric under you.

The sound that left your mouth was like heaven on earth to him.

His eyes fixed on you, Pato’s hands gliding you back and forth, slowly moving you faster with each push and pull. “So pretty,” he coos, pushing your hair back off your shoulders. “So good for me.”

You nod, pushing down on his thigh a little harder. “C’mon, let me hear all those pretty sounds, you don’t have to be quiet baby.”

“Pato, fuck-“ “Yeah?” He glances up at you, a smirk playing on his lips.

“Gonna cum for me angel?”

“Mhm hm.” Your hands on his shoulder, nails digging into the back of them. That was gonna leave a mark.

“Just like that, come on.” He coaxes you, feeling your hips stutter for a moment before you practically fall against him, the lewd words slipping from your lips.

Your boyfriend smiles, his knuckles rubbing along your jaw.

“You’re so pretty,” he hums, kissing you.

Your hands slide between the two of you, undoing the belt on his pants, Pato lifts his hips and helps you slide them off. You're kissing him again, he was about to pull your panties to the side only to realize you don’t have any on.

He smiles against your lips, the red lipstick smudged all over his face and yours. It’s hot, heated, and heavy. Pato lets you sink down onto his cock.

Both of you letting out a satisfied sigh, pushing his shirt from his shoulders and your nails dig into his pale skin.

The shirt drops behind him, the fabric bunching up behind him. Pato bucks his hips and your nails drop down from his shoulders to the scratches along his back. He lets out a groan, his face buried in the crook of his neck.

Your hand tangles in his hair, pulling his head back so you can kiss him. You kiss all over his face, Pato’s cheeks red not just from the lipstick but from the blush forming on his cheeks.

He loves when you love on him like that.

“You’re so good to me,” you mumble against his cheek, rocking your hips back and forth. “Mmm there,” you breathe, chest pressed to his. Pato’s lips find your shoulder, he bites down softly when he cums, feeling you clench around him.

Your hands on his cheek after, pulling his focus back to you. His hand finds your hips, smiling as he looks up at you.

His phone starts buzzing and he feels around the seat to find it. He checks it to see the happy new years messages flooding in. “We missed it?” You ask him and he nods.

“Happy new year, amor.” He smiles and you chuckle, giving him a kiss. “Happy new year.”

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toppersjeep · 8 months

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Chapter 4- All For Love Charles Leclerc

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Elena’s POV

Today was race day and I qualified yesterday at P2. Of course Max was P1 , Char had gotten P3. I finally felt like I had a real chance of winning a race. And in my hometown of all places. I knew I could do it.

But just has I thought everything was fine things took a turn for the worse. I saw that the hospital was calling me. So I stepped outside the Mercedes paddock and stood in between the buildings.

In my gut I felt like something was wrong. But I wanted to ignore it. I answered the phone.

(E- Elena N-Nurse)

N: Hi Elena this is Joys nurse I’m sorry to call you right now. I know she mentioned last night it’s race day for you.

E: yeah it is race day. is everything okay? is she complaining about the tv again.

N: Elena.. I hate making these phone calls I don’t know how to say this to you

E: please don’t say it… I’m begging you.. I.. can’t

N: Elena I’m so sorry she passed away this morning.. we believe it was in her sleep she wasn’t in any pain.. I’m really sorry

E: ummm… thank you for calling.. I.. just

N: we can talk through other details about everything when your free im really sorry Elena.. I wish I had different news for you

E: yeah we can chat tomorrow or something.. I gotta go…

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I hung up the phone and sat on the ground for a second. Netflix was there filming.

“No cameras please not right now” I said. They walked away to film something else. I just sat there in shock and in tears. Nothing felt real in this moment. I just wanted someone to pinch me. Maybe I was in a dream and she was alive and healthy.

“Elena are you hiding from Netflix again” Daniel said. I didn’t say anything I just looked at him. “Elena I was kidding” Daniel said sitting across from me. “Dan…” I said crying. “…is she” he said I nodded. He then pulled me into a hug. And I just broke down immediately.

“I’m here” he said. I just cried into his shirt. “I didn’t get to say goodbye” I said as my voice was breaking. “I know” he said tearing up too. He just held me there for a little while. I heard some more footsteps come by. “What’s going on” Charles said. “Her Mom passed away this morning” Daniel said.

“Oh Elena” Charles said I ran over and hugged him. Something just told me to. I always felt at home with him. And safe. He wrapped his arms around around me. “I’m sorry” he said kissing my head. “El I gotta head to my paddock but please if you need me” Daniel said.

“Yeah she’ll come to you” Charles said. “Can we go inside” I said softly. Charles walked me into the Mercedes paddock and we went into my little room. I sat on my little bed. “Do you want anything” Charles said. “Just you right now nobody else” I said.

Later..

Toto said I could be out if I wanted. But I knew my Mom would want me to do this race no matter what happened. This one would be for her.

So I sat in my car and got ready for the race.

“Radio check radio check” bono said. “Radios all good” I said. “Elena let’s have an easy race and make this count” he said. “Oh I’m gonna win this race” I said. “Be careful out there you know how Max gets” bono said. “I know” I said looking over at the Red Bull car in front of me.

Everyone got off the track. I waited for the lights to go out. My heart was racing. This was it. I needed to win this race and nothing else mattered to me.

The lights finally went out and we began racing. Max was ahead. But I began to get close to him.

A little while later. We were on lap 48 only two more left. Then all the sudden in front of me Max spun out and went off. I was able to move around the damage and get into P1. Charles went up into P2.

“Alright Elena P1 keep pushing one more lap we are now on Lap 49” bono said. “Oh my god” I said. “Deep breaths keep pushing” bono said. “Update me on Charles pace please” I said driving around the corners.

“Charles is 7 seconds behind you so keep pushing.. but he keeps dropping back” Bono said. “Alright thank you” I said. “You’ve got this race el make it count” Bono said.

It was finally the last stretch of the race. And I saw the checked flag and crossed the finish line. For the first time in my career I won in my hometown.

“Tell me I got it” I said crying. “P1 ELENA YOU ARE THE WINNER OF THE AUSTRALIAN GRAND PRI” Bono said yelling. “I did it.. I can’t believe it” I said waving to the stands. “We are so proud of you” Toto said. “I couldn’t have been out here today without you guys” I said.

“We are family Elena we love you so much” Bono said. “I love you guys too this one was for mum” I said stopped the car in the first place spot. Charles got second and Lewis was third. I got out of the car. I then bent down by the tire and just put a hand on it crying.

“We did it Mom just like I told you I could” I said to myself. It was then time for podium. They called me out first. I was given my trophy. I held it up super high as everyone cheered. I set the trophy down and grabbed the champagne as Charles and Lewis sprayed me with there bottles.

I sprayed mine on Charles then drank some of it. Afterwards I hugged Charles. In that moment it was all I wanted.

“I’m so proud of you my love” he whispered in my ear. “So proud” he said kissing my cheek. “I did it” I said. “She’d be so proud” he said cupping my cheeks. “I hope so” I said. He then hugged me again. “I love you so much you deserve this” he said.

After the race….

I went back to my hotel room. That I was sharing with Addie.

“My champ I’m so proud of you” Addie said. “Thanks Addie” I said. “You okay” Addie said. “I’m just gonna step out for a minute maybe go to the pool” I said. “Alright have fun im gonna FaceTime Pato” she said with a smile.

I went down to the pool. Just to calm my mind down. I jumped in the pool and swam over to the edge when I heard a familiar voice.

“You can’t sleep” Charles said swimming over to me. “No I kinda can’t turn off my brain tonight you” I said. “I couldn’t sleep either” Charles said. “What’s on your mind” I said swimming backwards as he followed me. “You” he said.

“Why me good old sad Elena” I said. “I just wanted to make sure your okay” Charles said. “Char honestly I just wanted a distraction” I said. “Remember when we were younger and we’d have a diving challenge” Charles said. “Off the rocks in Monaco” I said. “And my dad and your mom yelled at us for hours afterwards” Charles said.

“My mom was so mad I snuck out until she realized I was with you” I said. “Really” Charles said. “You were her favorite Charles” I said. “Yeah” he said getting closer to me. “She’d always say that…

“That we belong together” he said. “How’d you know that” I said. He brushed a piece of hair behind my ear. “Because maybe” he said leaning in to kiss me. I let him kiss me. I then circled my arms around his neck. And he wrapped his around my waist.

He kept kissing me. Maybe I shouldn’t because my emotions were all over. But I wanted it and I wanted him.

“Ummm this is a pool by the way” Max said. “Shit sorry mate” Charles said breaking the kiss. “I gotta go” I said pushing Charles away from me and getting out. I grabbed my towel and t shirt and walked away from the pool area. “Elena … Elena” Charles said running after me.

“No.. Charles just no” I said. “Stop” he said grabbing my hand. “I can’t do this right now” I said. “Elena stop running away from this” Charles said. “From what Charles” I said. “I have feelings for you” he said I stopped walking. “Don’t do that to yourself” I said.

“Elena I can’t hide it anymore from you” he said cupping my cheek. “Charles don’t” I said tearing up. “You can’t lie and say you don’t feel anything” Charles said. “I know you feel this too” he said. And he was right. But I couldn’t do this not now.

“Charles I can’t” I said walking into the elevator he followed me. “Elena I broke up with her because I.. want you nobody else” Charles said. I turned away from him. But he then hugged me from behind.

“I don’t care about anything else Elena all I’ve ever wanted was you” he said whispering in my ear. I teared up. “It’s always been you ever since the day I gave you that necklace” he said running his fingers on the necklace.

It was a necklace with two little hearts. A gold and a silver one. Charles had given me it as a birthday present when I turned 16. He even had a matching bracelet. That he always wears.

“Elena… there’s nobody else I’d rather love than you” he said kissing my cheek. I turned my head to look at his beautiful blue eyes. Those eyes make you think you are looking into an ocean. Or even the sky. Just do beautiful and calming.

But this time when I looked into those eyes , I saw something different in them. He had stopped looking at me as a friend. He now looked at me like I was the only person that mattered in this world. He was in love with me.

Charles LeClerc my best friend was in love with me.

“Say something” he said. “Charles I” I said. He then kissed me again. “Please.. don’t shut me out..” Charles said. “I need time” I said. “I’ve waited 12 years for you” Charles said. “All I’m asking is for you to give me time” I said.

“Elena I can wait for you forever” Charles said. We then got off on our floor. “I’ll see you tomorrow” I said. “Yeah goodnight” Charles said walking away. But I ran after him. I then quickly kissed him. “Goodnight” I said. He smiled. I tried to walk away but he grabbed my hand pulling me into a kiss.

Every time he kissed me I felt like I was floating on a cloud. Like his kiss made everything disappear and all that mattered was him.

“Now you can go to bed love” Charles said walking into his hotel room. I stood there for a couple second before going back into my room. I went back in and stood up against the door.

“Your back what’s the smile for” Addie said. “Charles … kissed me” I said. “Holy shit” Addie said. “It was so magical” I said going to lay on my bed. “Spill” Addie said.

“God his eyes..oh my god.. and when he kissed me” I said. “Elena this is amazing” Addie said. “I felt like I was floating god maybe I” I said. “You love him” Pato said from Addie’s phone. “Babe shhh” Addie said. “She totally does” Pato said.

“Oh my god shut up” I said. “The kiss was so magical Addie oh my god” Pato said I laughed. “God lord pato stop” Addie said. “What did I do” Pato said on the phone.

I then got into bed after changing into pajamas. Addie stayed on the phone with pato for a while. But my mind was still on Charles. And that kiss. And all the words he said to me.

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Chapter 8- All For Love( Charles Leclerc)

(Masterlist)

A/N: buckle up this one’s got major drama for Elena and Addie…

Elena’s POV

“Do you know what time Addie is coming back” April asked. “No why what’s up” I said. “I’m moving out” April said. “Is this because of the Daniel thing a couple months ago” I said. “No it’s not that” April said. “Are you pregnant do I have to fight George” I said setting the blanket on the top of the couch.

“No I’m not I promise but” April said. “But what” I said. “We are engaged” she said showing up the ring. “Holy shit that’s a rock” I said she laughed. “It all happened so fast” April said. “Congrats so your moving in with him” I asked. “Yes I am .. so that way eventually we can start a family you know” she said with a smile.

“I’m happy for you” I said. “Have you and Charles discussed the future” she asked sitting on the couch. “A little here and there” I said. “Like marriage” April asked. “Yeah” I said. The door to our apartment then opened and Addie came in with a small box of stuff.

“Addie what’s going on” April asked. “Pato and I broke.. up and now I’m freaking out” Addie said. “Why what’s going on” April added. “Lando.. I CANT deal with him too” Addie said. “What did Lando do” I said. “He told me how he’s in love with me” Addie said.

“Then I go to Pats and he breaks up with me” Addie said pacing around. “Why did he break up with you” April said. “Something about I don’t know if this is going anywhere.. I love you so I’m letting you go” Addie said teary eyed.

“I’m sorry ads” I said. “I’m just gonna hang out in my room” Addie said storming off. “So I guess I’ll tell her about that tomorrow” April said. “Probably a better idea” I said. “Are you heading out” April said. “Yeah I’m gonna go see Charles” I said. “Have fun be super safe” April said.

“I am” I said.

I finally made it to Charles house. I opened the door and he was waiting there for me.

“Hello my love” he said pulling me into a hug. “Hi I missed you” I said kissing him. “I missed you” he said. “So what’s the plan for tonight you me.. the pool.. wine and no clothes” I said.

“Elena” Charles said. “What it’s a private backyard” I said. I then turned to see my father and Max. “Shit” I said. “I’m gonna pretend I didn’t hear the last bits” Max said.

“What is he doing here” I said. “Chéri he wanted to talk to you” Charles said. “But I don’t want to talk to him ever” I said. “Elena come on” Joss said. “No Joss you ignored me my whole life practically” I said.

“But your still my daughter” Joss said. “You only care about me now because I’m the Verstappen who’s winning races” I said. “I’m making a name for myself and nobody is talking about you” I said. “Elena don’t be like that” Joss said.

“Be like what hmm.. Joss want to say something or treat me how you’ve treated Max” I said. “Your a shit father and you were a shit husband to my mother” I said. “Elena..” Charles said looking at me. “No Charles he deserves to know how much I despise him” I said.

“All you only care about is you and your name not me or Max” I said. “And if he’s not gonna stand up to you I will” I said. “Your just like your mother Joy Elena” Joss said getting up. “Good I’m glad I’m like her I’d never want to be anything like you” I said. “Please.. eventually you’ll be alone just like her” Joss said.

“Dad enough” Max said. “You really think that he wants a life with you Elena” Joss said looking at Charles. “You don’t know anything about him” I said. “He’s the prince of Monaco Elena why would he every settle down” Joss said.

I teared up.

“Get out of my house” Charles said. “You were better off with Ricciardo at least he wanted to marry you” Joss said. “Let’s go Dad come on you’ve done enough” Max said shoving him out the door.

Joss and Max then left. Charles shut the door locking it. I sat down on the couch for a minute. It was silent between the two of us.

“El” Charles said putting a hand on my shoulder. “Just let me be” I said. “But you don’t have to be alone ever” Charles said sitting beside me. “Maybe he’s right” I said. “Stop saying things like that” Charles said. “Charles would you ever” I said he kissed me.

“Don’t let him get in your head.. Elena I want everything with you” Charles said. “Char” I said softly. “Daniel may have been your first love.. but I’m going to be your last I promise you that” he said I smiled.

“You swear” I said. “I promise” Charles said. “So you’d marry me” I said. “Hmmm I’d marry you right now wanna go to Vegas” he said I laughed. “Hmmm ask me again in a couple months” I said. “I was kidding about Vegas” Charles said.

“Oh I wasn’t kidding” I said. “So about those plans you had I’m down” Charles said. “I’ll get that wine” I said. “Then I’ll meet you outside my love” Charles said. “Or we just skip the wine” I said.

The next day

“So did I tell you April and George are moving in together” I said as my head was laying on Charles chest. He ran his fingers through my hair. “What are they having a baby” Charles said.

“No he proposed to her” I said. “Oh so she’s not I thought” Charles said. “Me too why” I said. “I don’t know I feel like they’d be the first to have a kid” Charles said. “Not us” I said.

“You trying to confess something love” Charles said. “I’m not pregnant I promise I’m just thinking” I said. “What about” Charles said. “What our kid would be like” I said. “I think a perfect mix of us” Charles said. “I already have a name picked” I said.

“Of course you do” Charles said. “You don’t think about it” I said. “I mean yeah we are getting older and I’d love a family one day love” Charles said. “With me” I asked. “Yes with you I made a promise” Charles said.

“Who’d you make a promise too” I asked. “A very wise woman love” he said kissing my head. I smiled wondering who he was talking about.

Then it hit me. That day at the hospital with my Mom. She pulled Charles aside after I left the room. He never told me what she said. Was she the woman he made the promise to.

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kinktober - day 10: thigh riding // p.o5

Pato O’Ward x Fem!Reader

Warnings: pato picked out a stripper dress lmao, handy pato, thigh riding, teasing, public fingering, little bit of orgasm denial.

Word Count: 1,584

Author’s Note: it’s exactly what you think it is.

kinktober 2022 masterlist

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Anniversary dinner leads to fun in the backseat of his car because Pato can’t keep his hands to himself.

The little blue dress was too short for your liking but Pato had gone out of his way to pick it for you. It was your anniversary and he was coming off a race that didn’t go too well to be completely honest.

You wanted to do something nice for him.

Hence why you were sitting in some fancy restaurant in the middle of downtown LA, in a little blue dress that was more suited for a strip club rather than a nice dinner with your boyfriend. Pato smiled at you, looking over at you.

“Te ves hermosa, mi amor.” He says, his hand resting on your thigh under the table.

You smile at him, resting your hand on his. “Thank you,” you press a kiss to his cheek, the lipgloss leaving behind a little mark.

Pato hums, his arm moving to rest over your shoulder as you two wait for dinner. Your thigh was cold from his lack of touch, you tugged the dress down a little to cover more of your thighs but the top started to slip down, causing you to pull it up again.

He notices your shifting; “You okay?”

“Why did you pick this one? I only ever wear it to go clubbing.”

“I’ve never seen you wear this, let alone go clubbing.” He looks at you, brows pulled together.

“I go clubbing,” you tell him, as if it was obvious.

“When? We've never gone since we started dating and it’s been 3 years, baby.”

“You’re always away!” You can’t help but roll your eyes, taking a sip of your drink. “I go with Elba.”

“You go clubbing.. with my sister?”

“Yeah, she's fun.” You smile at him, setting the glass back down.

Pato hums, still not completely believing you. His fingers graze across your arm, “so you're telling me, you go out all by yourself in this.. little thing?” he asks, his voice sweet like honey but his words sting you.

There’s a hidden meaning behind the words, behind the way he was touching you and looking at you.

“Yeah; so what?”

“I don’t like people seeing what's mine,” He hums, the other hand reaching to rest on your thigh.

“Yours?” You scoff, rolling your eyes. “What exactly are they seeing, Pato?”

Pato doesn’t answer, his hand slipping under the very short hem of your dress. Your hand wraps around his wrist, stopping him from moving his hand but you often forgot how strong your boyfriend was.

Pato’s fingers barely grazed over your panties, or at least where he thought they’d be.

He bites back a smile. “Forget something?”

Your smile drops, looking at him with innocence written across your face. “What are you talking about?”

Pato smiles, grins actually.

Only you would wear such a short dress and forgo the panties.

“Okay amor, never mind.” He gives your thigh a squeeze, letting his hand slip between your thighs, resting there, comfortably all through dinner.

Every so often, you could feel his hand move up just an inch.

Pato being the troublesome guy he is, loved to just suddenly press against your clit while you spoke to the waiter.

More than once, he's asked if you were alright and you assured him you were, all while squeezing your boyfriend’s hand.

He quickly gave up on that idea when he realized he wasn’t getting the reaction he wanted out of you. Instead, he opted to finger you under the table as if you two were teenagers again - you probably wouldn’t have gone on a second date with a guy if he did that to you when you were teenagers but something about Pato doing it was so much better.. and hotter.

The restaurant was busy enough that no one was paying any attention to the young couple tucked away in the back corner and along with the dim lighting, no one had a clue what was happening.

Your lip was probably bruised with how hard you’ve been biting it, trying not to moan your boyfriend’s name in the middle of the restaurant.

Can't forget how skilled his fingers were but felt better every time.

“What’s wrong? Ohh,” he tsks, “gonna cum?”

You know you can’t answer, not without a lewd sound spilling past your lips so instead you nod. Pato curls his fingers and just as you let out the faintest of sounds; he stops.

Pato pulls his fingers away, wiping them on the inside of your thigh.

The look on your face was enough to tell him he was in for it when you got home.

It took you a few minutes to gather your composure again, letting Pato pay the bill in the meantime. His fingers interlocked with yours as you walked out the restaurant doors. The night was quiet, the breeze blowing cold as you took a few quick steps to the car that was tucked away in the back of the parking lot before getting in the back seat.

Pato’s brows pull together but follow you anyways. The door shuts and you shift the two of you around before he can protest.

Straddling his lap, your dress bunched over your hips. Pato’s hands rest on your ass, squeezing it before giving it a smack. “Hi beautiful,” he looks up at you, perched all pretty on his lap.

“Hi,” you hum, leaning down to kiss him.

Maybe he wasn’t in the dog house after all.

Biting on your lower lip softly, he groans when you pull away from him. “Come on, babe, that’s not fair.” He complains as you scoot back onto his thigh.

“What’s wrong baby? Can’t handle it?” You go to move off his lap but Pato holds you in place.

“No, no. I can take it, I promise.” He says, nodding as his eyes find yours in the dark car. The only light coming from the streetlight a few feet away from the car, his hands slid up to your hips.

You laugh, “so eager and you don’t even know what I’m giving you yet.”

Pato scrunches his nose, twisting his expression to show his slightly sour mood. “You’re on my lap, with no panties on corazón. It can only mean one thing.”

“Is that so?” Your lips along his neck, fingers making quick work to undo the buttons on his shirt.

You ignore his tugging, instead you start rocking yourself on his thigh. Back and forth very slowly. Your nails scratch down his chest, faint red marks being left behind. “You’re not gonna-“

“You seriously think I’m going to fuck you after you didn’t let me cum? Yeah, no.” You tell him.

Pato groans, his head tossed back and he lifts his leg slightly. The sudden change caused you to slide forward, clit rubbing against the denim fabric under you.

The sound that left your mouth was like heaven on earth to him.

Maybe this wasn’t so bad.

His eyes fixed on you, Pato’s hands gliding you back and forth, slowly moving you faster with each push and pull.

“So pretty,” he coos, pushing your hair back off your shoulders. “So good for me.”

How did the roles get reversed ? Why is he in charge ?

You didn’t care. You wanted to cum, that was your only focus.

You nod, pushing down on his thigh a little harder. “C’mon, let me hear all those pretty sounds, you don’t have to be quiet baby.”

“Pato, fuck-“ “Yeah?” He glances up at you, a smirk playing on his lips.

“Gonna cum for me angel?”

“Mhm hm.” Your hands on his shoulder, nails digging into the back of them. That was gonna leave a mark.

“Just like that, come on.” He coaxes you, feeling your hips stutter for a moment before you practically fall against him, the lewd words slipping from your lips.

Pato rubbed your back softly, giving you a moment to catch your breath. “All good?” He asks, waiting for you to sit up.

You finally do, your makeup slightly smudged from the humidity in the car, red marks all over his chest, lipstick on his face and yours and not to mention the wet spot on his thigh.

Glancing down, you pull your bottom lip between your teeth before looking back at him. Pato laughs, pulling you in for a kiss.

“Feel better?”

“Yeah,” you mumble against his lips.

“Good,” he pats your ass, scooting you off his lap. “We’re going home.”

You groan at his words, laying back on the seat. “Whyyyyy?” You whined. “What’s the rush?”

“I was gonna take you home and fuck you until you cry but if that’s not what you want-“

Pato doesn’t think he’s ever seen you climb over into the front seat so quickly, pulling your dress back into the respectable position before wiping away the smudge lipstick and makeup from your face.

You look back at him, a slight blush on your cheeks. “Well, what are you waiting for?”

Pato laughs, “that’s my girl.”

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