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-maybe we will meet again-

summary: you and the leclerc brother meet in your hometown, spain...

PAIRINGS: charles leclerc x fem!reader

WARNINGS: none

note: pleaseeee send in requests, i don't know what to write anymore...

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The bustling streets of Spain’s vibrant city life hummed with energy as the warm sun bathed the cobblestone pathways. Amidst the sea of tourists and locals, a chance encounter unfolded, changing the course of two lives.

You found yourself happily strolling along the picturesque streets of your hometown, reveling in the familiar sights and sounds that had always brought you comfort.

It was there, amidst the winding alleys of Spain, that you first laid eyes on him – Charles Leclerc, the Formula 1 racing sensation, accompanied by his brothers Arthur and Lorenzo.

You couldn’t help but be drawn to their infectious laughter and easygoing demeanor as they soaked in the beauty of your city. It was like it was second nature to them.

A chance encounter led to a conversation, and soon, you found yourself engrossed in tales of their travels and adventures. And you happily listened to their stories.

Days turned into nights, and before you knew it, you were spending every waking moment in their company. Whether it was exploring hidden gems of the city or indulging in local delicacies, each moment felt like a dream.

Among the Leclerc brothers, it was Charles who captivated you the most. His warm smile and genuine curiosity made it easy to lose track of time whenever you were together.

As the days passed, a bond formed between the two of you, forged through shared laughter and heartfelt conversations. It was more than friends, but less than a serious relationship.

As the inevitable day of departure approached, a sense of melancholy settled over you. The thought of saying goodbye to Charles and his brothers filled you with a profound sense of longing.

It was then that you knew you had to seize the moment and express what had been weighing on your heart. If not yet, then when? They would go soon and the question if you would see them again, was unanswered.

Gathering your courage, you penned a letter, pouring your feelings onto the pages with unwavering honesty. It came flooding out of you, onto the pages, like nothing you had ever experienced.

You poured out your admiration for Charles, confessing how his presence had brightened your days and how you cherished the memories you had shared together.

On the morning of their departure, you sought out Charles amidst the bustling streets, heart pounding with nervous anticipation. With trembling hands, you handed him the letter, your eyes meeting his with a mixture of hope and apprehension.

Charles’ expression softened as he read the words you had written, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips. At that moment, time seemed to stand still as the weight of your confession hung in the air between you.

Without a word, Charles pulled you into a warm and loving embrace, his arms wrapping around you with a tenderness that spoke volumes. He had always felt the same as you.

In that simple gesture, you found solace, knowing that no matter where life took you, the memories you had shared would forever be etched in your heart and his.

As the Leclerc brothers bid farewell, to the airport, and disappeared into the bustling crowd, you couldn’t help but feel a sense of bittersweet joy wash over you.

Though their time in Spain had sadly come to an end, the connection you had forged with Charles would endure, a testament to the serendipitous magic of fate.

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charles_leclerc the best person to meet in spain

user y/n you are so lucky!

arthur_leclerc it was lovely to meet you!

user y/n you look so good!!

lorenzotl happy to have met you, y/n

user how are your captions always so aesthetic

user i don't know if i want to be charles or y/n.

user wait is charles dating her?

user i don't think so user i think they are just friends

#f1 #formula 1 #formula one #f1 fluff #charles leclerc #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc x female reader #charles leclerc x you #charles leclerc imagine #charles leclerc fanfic #charles leclerc oneshot #charles leclerc fluff #charles lecrelc #f1 2024

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charlesslut16 · 26 days

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if you are writing for Liam Lawson, could you do a oneshot where you guys are walking on the coastline and reflecting on your life with your child walking with you guys

-a walk at the coast-

summary: liam, your son and you are walking on the coast and talk about your life...

PAIRING: liam lawson x fem!reader

WARNINGS: none

note: i'm back guys!!! I hope that you all have and had a good easter and got everything that you wanted. And had a great time with your family and friends.

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The salty breeze swept across the coastline, carrying whispers of the sea as Liam Lawson and his girlfriend, you, walked hand in hand, your child, your son, skipping joyfully beside you.

The sky above was painted with hues of orange and pink as the sun dipped toward the horizon, casting a warm glow over the sand and surf. It looked absolutely mesmerizing.

As you strolled along the shore, the rhythmic sound of waves crashing against the rocks filled the air, a soothing melody that seemed to echo the passage of time.

Liam and you exchanged loved full glances, your eyes reflecting a shared history, a journey filled with both triumphs and trials. It was a rollercoaster full of emotions, but if it would always end like this, you would always do it again.

Your child, a bundle of energy and curiosity, darted ahead, eager to explore every nook and cranny of the coastline. Liam smiled fondly, his heart swelling with love for the little one who had brought so much joy into your lives.

"Can you believe how fast he's growing?" You said happily, breaking the silence that had settled between them. You looked back at your child, smiling brightly. He and Liam were the best things that had ever happened to you.

Liam nodded, his gaze following your child's every move. "It feels like just yesterday he was taking his first steps, and now look at him, running around like he owns the world."

You walked in comfortable silence for a while, lost in your own thoughts as memories of the past mingled with hopes for the future. The gentle lull of the waves seemed to carry your worries away, leaving only a sense of peace and contentment in its wake.

"Do you ever think about how far we've come?" Liam asked, his voice soft with emotion. Every time he looked at you, his smile grew brighter and his eyes showed brighter.

His girlfriend, you, nodded, a wistful smile tugging at your lips. "All the time. Remember when we first met? It feels like a lifetime ago. The happiest lifetime, if I say so myself"

Liam chuckled, his mind drifting back to those early days of your relationship, filled with laughter and late-night conversations. "Yeah, and look at us now, walking along the coastline with our little one. Who would've thought we'd end up here?"

You paused to watch your child as he chased after seagulls, his laughter floating on the breeze like a melody. Liam reached out to squeeze your warm hand, his heart overflowing with gratitude for the life you had built together.

"I wouldn't have it any other way," Liam said, his voice filled with conviction.

You happily smiled, your eyes sparkling with love. "Me neither." And it was true, you loved this life with Liam and your son. Every thing was perfect and could be any better.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting the sky ablaze with vibrant colors, Liam and you continued your stroll along the coastline, your footsteps leaving imprints in the sand, a testament to the journey you both had undertaken together.

And as they walked, hand in hand, with their child by their side, they knew that no matter what the future held, they would face it together, bound by love and the echoes of a life well-lived.

#f1 #formula 1 #formula one #f1 fluff #liam lawson f1 #liam lawson x y/n #liam lawson blurb #liam lawson imagine #liam lawson #liam lawson x reader #liam lawson x you #liam lawson fluff

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charlesslut16 · 26 days

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-a journey through mental health-

summary: Daniel sees you changing your behavior and talks with you about it...

PAIRING: daniel ricciardo x fem!reader

WARNINGS: mental health talk!

note: If you need help with anything, i'm always here for you, my loves

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As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the tranquil landscape, Daniel Ricciardo sat beside his girlfriend, you, your eyes clouded with a heaviness he had never seen before.

Daniel had always experienced his girlfriend, as the brightest ray of sunshine, like nothing bad had ever touched her. And he so wished that it could have been true, even if he knew in his heart that this hope could not be fulfilled.

You were nestled on a cozy blanket under the shade of a sprawling oak tree, a place you often sought solace in each other's company. It was your comfort place. Forever.

Daniel noticed the subtle shifts in your demeanor over the past few weeks. Your laughter seemed forced, your smile fleeting, and your once bright eyes now held a hint of sorrow.

He could no longer ignore the invisible barrier that seemed to separate you from him, and he knew he couldn't sit idly by any longer. Daniel knew that he needed to say something, to help you, his rock.

"Hey, my love," Daniel said softly, reaching out to gently grasp your hand. He always did this, so you would think it was something so bad, but enough to let you know that this was important.

"You've seemed a little off lately. Is everything okay?"

His words hung in the air, lingering in the space between you like a delicate thread. You sighed, your shoulders slumping under the weight of your hidden burdens.

For weeks, you had tried to mask your struggles, but now, sitting beside Daniel, you couldn't bear to keep up the facade any longer. Your facade had crumbled and laid bare to Daniel.

"I... I don't know, Daniel," you confessed, your voice barely above a whisper. "I've been feeling... lost. Like I'm drowning in my own thoughts, and I can't find my way back to the surface."

Daniel's heart clenched at your words, the pain evident in your voice cutting through him like a knife. He had always admired your strength and resilience, but now, seeing your vulnerability laid bare before him, he felt a surge of protectiveness wash over him.

Tears started to show in your eyes as you leaned into his embrace, finding solace in his reassuring presence. "I'm sorry, Dan," you murmured, her voice choked with emotion. "I don't mean to burden you with my struggles."

"Hey, it's okay," Daniel murmured gently, pulling you into his warm and safe embrace. "You don't have to face this alone. I'm here for you, always. Do not forget this, ever."

Tears welled in your eyes as you buried your face in his chest, your grip on him tightening, as if you feared he would disappear if you let go. At that moment, Daniel vowed to be your rock, your anchor in the storm raging within you.

Just as you were for him.

"You're not alone in this, love," Daniel whispered lovely, pressing a gentle kiss to the top of your head. "We'll get through this together, one step at a time. No rush."

And so, beneath the starlit sky, Daniel held you close, his arms a shield against the darkness that threatened to consume you. He hated himself for not seeing this sooner.

With each whispered word of reassurance, he reminded you that you were loved, cherished, and worthy of all the happiness in the world. And he would gladly give it to you.

As you sat in the quiet comfort of each other's arms, you felt a glimmer of hope stir within your heart. With Daniel by your side, you knew you could weather any storm, no matter how fierce.

At that moment, amidst the shadows of uncertainty, their love shone brighter than ever before.

And as the night stretched on, Daniel held you close, whispering words of love and reassurance until the darkness gave way to the light of a new day.

In the days that followed, Daniel stood by your side as you embarked on the journey toward healing. Together, you faced the highs and lows, the triumphs and setbacks, knowing that as long as you had each other, you could weather any storm.

And though the road ahead was fraught with challenges, Daniel remained steadfast in his love and support, a beacon of hope guiding you through the darkest of nights.

For in his arms, she found solace, strength, and the courage to believe that brighter days were just beyond the horizon.

#formula 1 #f1 #formula one #f1 fluff #masterlist #daniel riccardo x reader #daniel riccardo imagine #daniel ricciardo #daniel ricciardo one shot #danny #dani ric #daniel ricciardo x reader #daniel ricciardo imagine #daniel ricciardo x you #daniel ricciardo fanfic #f1 fic #f1 fanfic #f1 imagine #f1 x reader

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charlesslut16 · 27 days

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every time an f1 driver or a man in general says something stupid, this clip plays in my head

vid ctto the gif owner btw

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charlesslut16 · 2 months

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hiii if you like the idea could you make a cute and a (bit smutty but mostly cute) Yuki imagine? I was thinking on the reader joining the paddock for the first time, as Yuki’s girlfriend and if Gasly can be featured being a tease to them both would be so cute! I’ll leave the rest to you thank you in advance! 💙

-joining the fun-

summary : you joing the paddock for the first time...

PAIRING : yuki tsunoda x fem!reader

WARNINGS : none

note : i hope that you liked the first season of the year, loves!

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If someone asked you how you felt right this second, you could not answer it. You were excited and happy, yet you were also a bit unsure and insecure about yourself and how you would show this relationship to do in public.

Today was the day, the day you went on your first F1 race. And it was the first time that you and Yuki would show your relationship in public, in front of thousands of fans.

You and Yuki have been together for so many years and everyone knew that he had a romantic partner in his life, but you never showed it in public. It was long overdue.

Partly it had been because Yuki wanted to experience being in a relationship without any fans interfering in his love life, and on the other part it was because you were not in the public or any famous person.

You had never told Yuki the reason why you didn't want to go public with him when he asked, you had always said it was because you did not want to share your relationship with thousands of people.

But after weeks and months of begging and pleading, you gave in to Yuki and told him that you would go to the next race with him. You could swear you never saw him smile bigger.

So the day came when you and Yuki went to the Bahrain GP. Yuki drove you there, and you exited the car and took a deep breath. You needed a moment to check your surroundings. But the moment did not take long.

As Yuki went to your side of the car and took your hand in his, he kissed your hand and led you to the entry of the Grand Prix. Yuki was a ray of sunshine, as always, but you were a wreck, you were nervous.

But the time to be a wreck was over, now was the time to be the best version of yourself, so you composed yourself and gave yuki a light smile that indicated that you were ready.

You walked up and scanned your tickets and off you went. In mid-walking through the paddock, with lots of fans screaming and admiring you and your relationship, pierre came up.

"How are you doing, love birds? Is it like you expected y/n?" Pierre nudged Yuki and laid an arm around you to tease you a bit but also taking you off the stress with his little jokes.

"Yuki, you can't keep your hands off of her, can you??"

You looked over to yuki to his annoyed but cute face, that you loved so much. Yuki hated it to be teased, but as you were with him there was nothing to kill his mood, not even pierre.

"As if you could keep your hands off of your girlfriend, p"

With that statement, Pierre backed off of the two of you and went to his girlfriend, who was talking to some staff members. And you and yuki walked away to talk to fans or to sign some things.

And as you walked to the fans, you were nervous. What if they didn't like you? But as you came to the fans, they were very welcoming of you. They asked questions and complimented you.

It was as if you were on an all-time high. It was nothing like you expected and imagined days and weeks before. Likewise, it was like a dream came true, even though you did not even dream this.

And after all the talking, you and yuki separated, he walked with pierre while you walked with Kika and some other wags that were in the paddock that wonderful day.

But before you walked away, yuki pulled you into his arms and gave you a big warm hug, a kiss to say goodbye to each other and a hand kiss for the appreciation that he felt.

"Thank you so much for coming with me today, love. I know that you did not want to make it that public, but I still think that it was a good idea, don't you think so?"

"Yes, handsome, the idea was very good. But enough off that you need to drive a race and to make it memorable because it is the first race that I see live. I do not want to be disappointed. Maybe there will be a reward later. I love you."

And with that you finally walked away, leaving the men standing there and you girls walking away. They were really like to have all of their girlfriends and wives.

#f1 #formula 1 #formula one #f1 fluff #yuki tsunoda #yuki tsunoda imagine #yuki tsunoda x reader #yuki tsunoda x you #yuki tsunoda x y/n #yuki tsunoda fic #f1 fanfic #f1 fic #f1 x reader #f1 imagine #f1 x you #bahrain gp 2024

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charlesslut16 · 2 months

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-Valentine's day-

summary : you and liam spend valentines day...

PAIRING : liam lawson x reader

WARNINGS : none

note : I hope that you all had a very nice valentine's day that you got to spend with your loved ones!

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In the cozy glow of their apartment, Liam Lawson and his fiancée, you, shared a quiet moment on Valentine's Day. The one day of the year when it was okay and welcome to swoon over the partner without any embarrassment of strangers.

The air was filled with the scent of fresh roses and the gentle hum of a love song. Liam, a short, broad-shouldered man with a warm smile, stood by the window, gazing out at the city lights that twinkled like stars on a clear night. y/n, nestled in the corner of their soft, inviting couch, her auburn hair cascading over her shoulders, was absorbed in the pages of a book.

The room was a testament to their love, filled with memories in the form of photographs and trinkets from their adventures together. A soft breeze ruffled the curtains, and Liam turned to face y/n, his eyes reflecting the love he felt for her. He walked over to her, his steps purposeful yet gentle, and knelt beside her.

"y/n," he began, his voice a low murmur, "every day with you is a gift, but today, on this day of love, I want to remind you just how much you mean to me." His words were like a caress, tender and true.

Y/n looked up from her book, her eyes meeting his with a warmth that stirred his soul. "Liam, you've already given me more than I could ever ask for," she replied, her voice a melody that soothed his heart.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small, intricately carved box. Opening it, he revealed a delicate silver chain with a heart-shaped pendant that held a single, brilliant diamond. "I want to give you something that will always remind you of my love," he said, his gaze never leaving hers.

y/n's eyes sparkled with unshed tears as she took the necklace from him, her fingers brushing against his. "It's beautiful," she whispered, her voice catching in her throat.

Liam stood up and, with a grace that belied his size, stepped behind her. He carefully clasped the necklace around her neck, his fingers lingering on her skin. The pendant settled against her chest, a symbol of their love that beat as one.

They stood there, close enough to feel the other's breath, their hearts racing in sync. Liam leaned in, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered, "I love you, y/n. More than words can say."

Y/n turned in his arms, her hands finding their way to his face. Their lips met in a kiss that was both tender and passionate, a promise of the forever they had chosen. At that moment, the world around them faded away, and there was only the two of them, lost in the love that bound them together.

As the night deepened, Liam and y/n continued to share their love in the simple, unspoken ways that had become their language. They laughed, they talked, and they held each other, savoring the intimacy of their shared life.

And as the clock struck midnight, signaling the end of Valentine's Day, Liam and Y/n knew that their love was not just a fleeting moment, but a timeless bond that would endure through the years, a testament to the love they had found in each other.

They were their other part. Liam without you was just not himself, and you without him was just bland. The both of you knew that you were made for each other and that would never change. Not in ten, not in twenty, and not in one hundred years. You were forever.

#f1 #formula 1 #formula one #f1 fluff #masterlist #liam lawson x y/n #liam lawson f1 #liam lawson blurb #liam lawson imagine #liam lawson

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charlesslut16 · 3 months

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😭😭😭😭

1st February 2024

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charlesslut16 · 3 months

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-be one of your mistakes-

summary : you thought you were just a mistake but Lewis thought otherwise

PAIRING : lewis hamilton x fem!reader

WARNINGS : curse words

note : I AM SO SORRY THAT I HAVE NOT POSTED FOR SO LONG!!

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''Don't'' You said, holding a hand before you to stop Lewis from moving. ''Don't come any closer.'' The tears in your eyes were collecting, but not falling. For him, you would not ever let another tear fall down.

''Why, my love? What is wrong?'' he asked, hurt visibly seen in his eyes. You took a deep breath and finally began to confess what's been on your mind for a while now. It had been tormenting you in secret.

“Because I am not ready to be just another of your fucking mistakes.” Your voice cracked and broke and you hated it. You hated how much it hurt you and how weak you looked compared to him.

Lewis looked at you with so much emotion, that you had to turn my face away from him. Not ready to see the pain in his eyes. The yes that made you feel so much.

“Why?” he whispered, almost sounding like a question to himself, as if this was some kind of puzzle that he could not understand or solve. “Would you ever think you'd be one of my mistakes?”

You looked at him again. Trying to figure out if it’s a serious question and not another of his cruel jokes. “Did I make you feel like a mistake, my love?” his voice was hoarse, and the pain in it made the heart squeeze in awe.

“God.” he rasped, “did I ever make you feel worthless?”

“N-No.” You stuttered, you didn’t. I’m scared.“

“And you don’t think I am?” he asked, his voice stronger now. “Can’t you see? You are the most important person in my life. I can’t fucking live without you, yn!“

Your heart was beating a marathon by now.

“You are my oxygen. My reason to just BE. You are my fucking person, yn! The woman that I have always dreamed of being together with. You are the moon to my sun.”

“So HOW could you ever fucking say, that you are just another of my mistakes?he asked in horror. Scared of the possibility he’d made you feel like that. Like a

fucking mistake.

You had to think of your next words carefully. Fearing you could say something that could make him feel more guilty than he already was. You could not see him hurting more than he already was.

“Because you never.” You made a small gesture with your hand. “Tried something. With me. I mean.“

He studied me. Careful to catch every word, every whisper that left your warm and plump lips.

“It felt a little like.” You shrugged, “you find me unattractive.” He blinked. Then blinked again. Almost like he couldn’t believe you just said that.

*My love,“ he began, then cleared his throat, “you are the most beautiful woman to me.” he took a step forward, “When I first met you, I wasn’t believing my own eyes. Because I didn’t think it was possible to look,” he pointed a hand to prove his point.

Lewis took another step in your direction. Only inches, separate you both now. It was as if you were magnets that were constantly trying to attract you both, to make you one.

“Like the most gorgeous human being on earth.” he whispered in a hoarse voice.

You couldn't explain what effect his words had on you. But they felt magical. Almost like a dream come true. Your dream that you had wished and dreamed for like forever.

You closed the gap between your lips to make this dream even more perfect. And you so hoped that when you stepped away from each other this would be just a dream, and you wake up in your bed, but hopefully, it would develop into something beautiful.

#f1 #formula 1 #f1 fluff #formula one #masterlist #lewis hamilton one shot #lewis hamilton imagine #lewis hamilton fanfic #lewis hamilton oneshot #lewis hamilton #lewis hamilton x reader #lewis hamilton x you #lh44

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charlesslut16 · 4 months

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Hi there! Can you write Yuki with social media admin y/n crushing on each other. like they were so obvious to other drivers that they have a bet going on but Yuki and y/n is just like trying to be professional while checking each other out. maybe a scene of Yuki finding out y/n learning Japanese for him too for max fluff? I need some Yuki appreciation after reading too many bad comments about Yuki recently. Hope you'll pick this up and thank you in advance xxx

-learning your language for love-

summary : you, the social media admin fell for yuki, the formula one driver....

PAIRING : yuki tsunoda x reader

WARNINGS : none

note : send in more requests!!!

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It was a typical race weekend at the Suzuka Circuit. Yuki Tsunoda, a young and talented driver for the Scuderia AlphaTauri team, was busy preparing his car for the upcoming Grand Prix.

Across the garage, social media admin, you, who had been crushing on Yuki for months, couldn't help but feel a flutter in her stomach as she watched him work.

The other drivers and mechanics had even taken notice of their obvious attraction, to the point where they had a small bet going on about when, or if, anything would happen between them.

As Yuki wiped his brow, adjusting his helmet, he glanced over at you and felt his cheeks heating up. He couldn't deny the fact that he had been checking you out too .

Even tho you both tried to remain professional. The tension between you was palpable like two magnets desperately trying not to be drawn together.

Later that day, while reviewing some data in the team's hospitality suite, Yuki caught you silently studying a Japanese phrase book intently.

Intrigued, he leaned over your shoulder and saw that you were actually trying to learn some basic Japanese words and phrases for him.

His heart skipped a beat as he realized how much effort she was putting into making him feel welcome and appreciated.

Overhearing their interaction, one of the other drivers, who had placed a bet on them getting together, smiled to himself and whispered, "Looks like we're in for quite a show this weekend."

As the weekend progressed, Yuki and you continued to navigate your feelings for each other while keeping up appearances.

They flirted shamelessly but always managed to maintain a respectful distance. It was as if they were dancing around each other, each afraid to make the first move and ruin the delicate balance they had created.

Finally, on the eve of the race, as they were working late into the night, Yuki mustered up the courage to ask you about the Japanese phrase book.

His voice barely above a whisper, he said, "You've been learning Japanese for me?" Your eyes widened, and you looked away for a moment before turning back to him with a small smile.

"Well," you said, "I thought it would be nice to try and understand you better. And… maybe it would make things a little easier for both of us."

He nodded, feeling a lump forming in his throat. "Thank you," he said softly, reaching out to take your hand. And with that simple gesture, you knew that the lines you had drawn were about to be blurred.

The race was intense, with both Yuki and you working tirelessly to support your team. You couldn't help but steal glances at each other, your eyes filled with promises and possibilities.

The other drivers and mechanics, who had placed their bets, watched on with bated breath, eager to see how things would unfold between the two of them.

As the checkered flag fell, the race was declared over. Yuki crossed the finish line in sixth place, but the victory he truly wanted was already his.

He turned to you, his heart in his throat, and leaned in close. Your lips met in a tender, hesitant kiss that spoke volumes about the depth of your feelings for each other.

Around you, the team erupted in cheers, oblivious to the moment of intimacy that was unfolding between their driver and their social media admin.

But for Yuki and you, this was a private celebration of your own, a moment of connection that transcended your professional roles and spoke to the deep love you had for each other.

As you parted, both of you with flushed cheeks and hearts racing, you knew that your lives had just changed forever. The journey ahead might be uncertain, but you would face it together, hand in hand, as partners in every sense of the word.

The following weeks were a whirlwind of excitement and adjustment as Yuki and you navigated your new relationship while continuing to excel in your respective roles on the team.

You became inseparable, both on and off the track, your connection growing stronger with each passing day. The other drivers and mechanics, who had placed their bets, couldn't help but admire the pair's dedication and passion for one another.

#formula one #f1 #formula 1 #f1 fluff #yuki tsunoda x you #yuki tsunoda x reader #yuki tsunoda #yuki tsunoda fic #f1 x you #yuki tsunoda imagine #yuki tsunoda x y/n #f1 fandom #f1 fic #f1 fanfic #f1 x reader #f1 imagine #f1 x y/n #f1 x female reader

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charlesslut16 · 4 months

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charles enemies to lovers or friends to lovers

i have already written an enemies to lovers fic :

Part 1 : enemys?

Part 2 : enemys?

Part 3 : lovers?

#formula one #formula 1 #f1 #f1 smut

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charlesslut16 · 4 months

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heyy!

could you write a smut where reader and charles are on vacation in greece and readers wears small bikinis to tease charles?? also charles has a breeding kink

thx love🩷🩷

-in Greece, the magic happens-

summary : Charles and you make a vacation to Greece where you torture Charles by wearing tiny bikinis, that might kill him

PAIRING : charles leclerc x fem!reader

WARNINGS : +18, smut, NSFW, dirty talk, daddy kink, dom/sub, p in v, degrading, sub/dom, fingering, possessive!boyfriend, rough sex, slight aftercare, spanking, fingering, p in v, public sex, jealous!charles, unprotected sex (be safe!)

note : i hope that you like this, even if you had to wait so long for it...

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The sun kissed your skin as you lounged on a private beach in Greece, the sound of waves crashing against the shore providing a soothing background score.

Your boyfriend, Charles, sat a few feet away, his eyes fixed on you. He had been ogling at you all day, his gaze lingering on the tiny black bikini you were wearing.

The fabric hugged your curves in all the right places, accentuating your perky breasts and shapely ass. His eyes were roaming over your body, you knew it, and it was almost as if he was hungry for more.

You decided to tease him a little more, sensing his growing frustration. You stretched out lazily on the lounger, arching your back to accentuate your cleavage, and watched as his eyes practically bulged out of their sockets.

With a satisfied smile, you reached for the small towel draped over the side of the white lounger and casually wiped the sweat from his brow.

His skin was hot to the touch, and it only served to fuel your own desires. As if reading your mind, Charles stood up abruptly and strided over to you.

He kneeled down in front of you, his eyes intense as they met yours.

"You're driving me crazy, you know that?" he whispered, his voice hoarse with desire. "I want you so bad." His hands cupped your breasts through the fabric of your bikini, and you gasped as he rolled your nipples between his thumbs and forefingers.

It felt so very good, but you knew there was more. There was always more with Charles. Without waiting for your response, he stood up and pulled you to your feet.

He roughly spins you around, your back against his chest, and his hands grasp your hips. "You're mine, remember?" he growled into your ear.

"You belong to me, and I'm going to take what I want." You felt his arousal pressing against your back, and it only served to heighten your own desire.

He guided your hands to the clasp of your bikini bottoms, and with a firm tug, they came loose. The cool air brushed against your bare skin, sending a shiver down your spine.

Charles growled again, and his hands slipped beneath the fabric of your top, cupping your breasts once more. His thumbs brushed over your nipples, and you arched your back, wanting more.

Without warning, he picked you up and carried you over to the nearby beach bed. You giggled in surprise, your heart pounding with anticipation.

He laid you down, his body heavy and possessive on top of yours. His lips found yours, their roughness contrasting with the softness of your skin.

His hands slid down your body, tracing a path over your stomach and hips before hooking into the sides of your bikini bottoms and yanking them off.

And then he was there, naked and hard against you, pushing inside you. You gasped as he filled you, the pleasure so intense it was almost painful.

His thrusts were slow and deliberate, each one driving him deeper inside you, claiming you as his own. You could feel his heavy breath against your neck, his muscles tensing as he fought for control.

The sun beat down on your skin, and the salt-scented air filled your lungs as he took what he wanted, again and again. You arched your back, meeting his thrusts with your own, wanting more of him.

You reached up, twining your fingers in his hair, urging him to go faster, harder. He growled in response, his hips slapping against yours in a brutal rhythm. You could feel him getting closer, the tension in his body tightening, and you knew what was coming.

"Do you want me to pump my seed into you? Give you my kids and make you a mommy? You would like that, wouldn't you?"

For an answer you could only nod, well you would have nodded at everything he said, as your brain was too foggy to understand anything he said, but you knew that you wanted him to be happy.

His breath hitches, and with a low, guttural moan, he releases himself inside you. You cling to him, feeling his hot seed spill into you, claiming you as his.

Your body quivered as you finally came too, your orgasm washing over you in a wave of pleasure and satisfaction. You could say that it was one of the best you ever had.

"If my seeds take, your breasts will swell and your belly will grow and that's all because you grow MY child in your belly, my love."

He collapsed on top of you, panting heavily, his weight pressing you into the soft mattress. After a few moments, he rolled off to the side, his skin glistening with sweat.

You laid there, catching your breath, feeling his seed slowly leaking out of you. You couldn't help but smile, content and fulfilled but it was disturbed for a moment, as Charles pushed his cum in you again.

"You're amazing," he whispered, cupping your face in his hands. "You always make me lose control." He kissed you tenderly, his lips soft and gentle against yours.

"I love how you make me feel." You wrapped your arms around him, nestling your head against his chest.

"I love you, my heart"

"I love you too," you murmured. "And I love how you make me feel." You closed your eyes, feeling the warmth of the sun and the weight of his body, knowing that this is exactly where you belong.

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Liam lawson with "what do you want to do today?" "I just want to enjoy my lazy morning with you." Prompt? thank you!

-a day with you is like heaven-

summary : above the title

PAIRINGS : liam lawson x reader

WARNINGS : none

note : i hope that you like this...

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The sunlight streamed through the open curtains, casting a warm glow across the bed as Liam Lawson, your boyfriend, lay on his side, his chest rising and falling gently with each breath.

His tousled hair was spilled across the pillow, and one strong arm was flung above his head, the other curled around me you in a lazy embrace.

It was a peaceful moment, and for once, you didn't want to rush it. You nestled closer to him, inhaling the familiar scent of his skin, and for a brief, blissful instant, you considered just lying here forever.

But Liam broke the peaceful silence, his voice husky with sleep. "What do you want to do today, my love?" he asked, his eyes still closed.

You smiled, nuzzling your face into his warm neck.

"I just want to enjoy my lazy morning with you," You replied, feeling the soft skin of his neck beneath your lips. "We could make breakfast in bed, maybe watch a movie, just… relax."

Liam hummed, his breath tickling your ear.

"Sounds perfect," he said, his hand sliding down your back to rest on your ass.

"But what about today's workout?" Liam asked a bit sadly, secretly hoping that you would say it would fall out today and you would just lay in bed.

You smiled into his neck. "We can always go for a walk instead," You suggested. "It's such a lovely day outside. We could go to the park, maybe sit by the lake and watch the ducks."

Liam chuckled, his lips brushing against yoir hair. "You're right," he said, his hand squeezing yur ass gently. "I could go for that. But first, breakfast in bed?"

You nodded against his neck, your stomach already growling in anticipation. "That sounds perfect." You stretched, yawning widely, and sat up, tossing the covers back.

"I'll make us some French toast while you get dressed."

Liam rolled onto his back, propping himself up on his elbows to look at you. His eyes were bright with amusement. "You sure you don't want to sleep in?" he asked, his voice teasing. "I could always get you breakfast in bed."

You laughed, shaking your head. "I'm already too hungry for that. But you could make it extra special by bringing the breakfast to me in bed." You smiled, leaning in to kiss him softly.

As you headed to the kitchen, you couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment wash over you. It was days like this that made you realize how lucky you were to have Liam in your life.

He was not just your boyfriend; he was your best friend, your rock.

And even though you both didn't have anything fancy planned for the day, you knew that together you could find joy in the simplest of things.

You hummed along to the sound of the radio as you whisk together eggs and milk in a bowl. The smell of cinnamon and butter filled the air, mingling with the aroma of Liam's favorite coffee beans grinding in the coffeemaker.

It was the perfect combination, and you could almost taste the French toast already.

Liam emerged from the bedroom a few minutes later, wearing a pair of soft cotton pajama pants and no shirt. He padded over to you and and laid his arms around your waist, so he could watch you.

"You make the best French toast," he said happily, his eyes twinkling with amusement and contentment. "It's a good thing I'm not going for a run today."

You grinned at him over your shoulder. "Oh, really? And why is that?"

"Because I'd have to burn off all these extra calories I'm about to consume," he replied, reaching out to take the bowl of eggs from me. "In that case, I guess I'd better help you make this breakfast."

You worked side by side, your movements in sync as you sliced the bread, dipped it in the egg mixture, and fried it on the stove. The smell of cooking French toast filled the kitchen, and you could feel your stomach growling in anticipation.

You glanced over at Liam, admiring the way he moved, the way he could find humor in even the simplest of tasks. He truly was the perfect partner.

As the French toast began to brown and sizzle, you set the table with your favorite plates and silverware. Liam poured you each a cup of coffee, adding just the right amount of cream and sugar.

He then carried your plates over to the bed, climbing in beside you and setting the food down before you. "There you go," he said with a smile. "Breakfast in bed, just like you wanted."

You sank your teeth into a piece of French toast, savoring the sweetness of the bread and the cinnamon, the creaminess of the eggs and the tang of the butter.

"Mmm," you moaned, closing your eyes in pleasure. "This is perfect."

Liam laughed, taking a bite of his own French toast. "I'm glad you like it," he said, lying back against the pillows. "It's one of my favorite meals." He paused, watching xou over his coffee cup.

"You know, I've always wondered what it would be like to spend a whole day just doing nothing with you. No plans, no errands, no obligations. Just us, together."

His words made you feel warm inside. You set your fork down and reached out to take his hand, giving it a squeeze. "That sounds like heaven,"

You reply with contentment. "And honestly, I think it's about time we did that. We could start by making some plans for the next day off we have."

Liam grinned at you, his eyes twinkling with excitement. "You know what we should do?" he asked, sitting up a little so that he was facing you.

"We should go on a hike. It's been a while since we've been out in nature together."

You nodded in agreement, your heart fluttering at the thought of spending the day with Liam in such a peaceful setting. "That does sound lovely," You said, taking a sip of my coffee.

"And we could pack a picnic lunch to enjoy at the top of the trail."

Liam leaned in closer, his blue eyes searching mine. "Or we could just find a nice, secluded spot and enjoy our meal together, just like we used to do in college," he suggested, his voice low and husky.

A shiver ran down your spine at the memory of those happy and exiting days, and the way you both used to be so carefree and in so in love.

You couldn't help but smile at the thought of reliving those moments with him. "That sounds wonderful," You replied, your heart fluttering with anticipation.

"I can't wait to spend some quality time with you, just the two of us."

Liam reached out to brush a strand of hair behind your ear, his touch sending a shiver down your spine. "I feel like we've been so busy lately that we haven't had enough time to just be together," he said, his voice husky.

"But I promise you, from now on, I'm going to make sure we carve out some quality time for just the two of us."

As you finished your breakfast, you couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment washing over you. It was not often that you got to just be alone like this, and you were already looking forward to our hike and picnic the next day.

You decided to push aside any thoughts of your argument last night and instead focused on the present moment, enjoying the warmth of Liam's body next to yours and the peacefulness of your surroundings.

After you cleaned up, you took e a leisurely shower together, washing away the remnants of the day before. Liam was always so gentle with you, his touch sending shivers down your spine.

As you dried off, he slipped into a pair of comfortable shorts and a T-shirt, while you put on a sundress that you've had your eye on for a while.

You couldn't help but feel like you're getting back to the way things used to be between you.

You spent the rest of the afternoon lounging on the couch, watching movies and cuddling. The sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in hues of pink and orange, and you found yourselves drawn to the balcony.

You stood together, hands entwined, watching the world go by below you. It was quiet and peaceful, and you couldn't help but feel grateful for this moment, for this man who had swept you off your feet and made you feel so alive.

As the stars began to twinkle in the night sky, you decided to call it a night. Liam lead you to the bedroom, his movements slow and deliberate, like he was taking the time to savor every second you had together.

He turned down the bed, then pulled you close, kissing you softly on the lips. "Goodnight, beautiful," he whispered, before turning off the light and crawling into bed beside you.

You laid there in the darkness, feeling the warmth of his body next to yours. You couldn't help but wonder if we would ever find your way back to the love you once shared.

Maybe this trip you're on would help you find some clarity, some answers. You closed your eyes, listening to the rhythm of his breathing, and before you knew it, you were asleep.

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charlesslut16 · 4 months

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HAPPY NEW YEARS!!

I HOPE THAT YOU ALL HAD AN AMAZING START TO THE NEW YEAR: I HOPE THAT YOU WILL ALL ACHIEVE YOUR GOALS THAT YOU HAD SET FOR THIS YEAR!

LOTS OF LOVE

YOUR CELINA

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-New Year's kiss-

summary: you and Lando go to a party to celebrate into the new year and it ends a lot other than you had thought...

PAIRING: lando norris x fem!reader

WARNINGS: 18+, NSFW; smut, explicit sex, curse words, p in v, sub/dom, sexual tension, moaning, fingering, soft sex, making love, slight aftercare, cream pie, unprotected sex (be safe!)

note: This is the longest imagine i have ever written but I thought that it should be longer because of the new year. I hope you like this and have a great start into the new year 2024.

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The party was in full swing, the music blaring, the alcohol flowing. You were standing beside Lando, your boyfriend of three years, watching your friends dance and laugh.

He slipped his arm around your waist, his fingers trailing lightly over your hip. You glanced up at him, admiring the way his eyes sparkled in the dim light of the room.

“You look amazing tonight,” he whispered in my ear.

You felt your cheeks flush with pleasure.

“So do you,” you replied, taking in the crisp white shirt he wore, the dark slacks that hugged his hips, the black leather jacket draped over his broad shoulders. “You clean up pretty well.”

He leaned in closer, his breath warm against your skin.

"I thought about taking you upstairs," he murmured, his voice low and husky. "To that empty room we passed earlier." He traced a finger along your lower lip, making you shiver. "I could take you there, show you a real good time before the countdown."

The thought of being alone with Lando, of him touching you the way he had in mind, made your heart race. You nodded, unable to find your voice. He smiled, his lips curving into a wicked grin.

"Good girl," he said before pulling you away from the crowd. His hand slipped beneath your black dress, finding the warmth between your thighs, and you gasped as his touch sent a wave of heat through your body.

The both of you hurried up the stairs, taking you two at a time, and when you reached the empty room, he pushed you against the wall and kissed you deeply.

His hand slid up your dress, cupping your bare ass, and then he was lifting you, your legs wrapped around his waist. You moaned into his mouth as he carried you to the bed, the rough texture of his jacket teasing your sensitive skin.

He set you down gently, his eyes burning with desire, and then he unbuttoned his shirt, tossing it carelessly aside. You watched, mesmerized, as he peeled off his jacket, revealing the smooth, muscled chest you had fantasized about all night.

He kicked off his shoes and socks, and then he was back at your side, his lips trailing down your neck, his warm breath fanning your skin.

You arched into him, wanting more of his touch, and he seemed to understand, his hands moving over your body with a familiarity that made you feel completely exposed and completely desired.

He unclasped your bra, freeing your breasts, and you gasped as he took one of your nipples into his mouth, sucking gently. Your hips arched off the bed, and you cried out, your fingers tangled in his hair.

Time seemed to stand still as you made love, your bodies moving in perfect rhythm. Lando's hands found their way back between your legs, teasing and pleasuring you, and you could feel yourself growing closer and closer to the edge.

You could taste the sweat on his skin, and smell the intoxicating mix of his cologne and sweat, and as the final moments of the year ticked away, You felt a surge of love and desire for him that was unlike anything you had ever experienced.

Just as the clock struck twenty minutes before midnight, he slid inside of you one last time, his movements hard and urgent. You wrapped your legs tight around his waist, your nails digging into his back as you felt the most exquisite pleasure coursing through your body.

As you came together, your lips met in a passionate kiss, and you knew that at this moment, with Lando, you had found everything you had ever wanted.

When at last your breathing had slowed and your hearts had stopped racing, he pulled you close, wrapping his arms around you. You lay there for several minutes, your foreheads touching, your skin still damp with sweat.

"I love you, my love." You smiled, feeling a warmth spread through your chest. "I love you too," You whispered back. "I'm so lucky to have you."

You stayed like that for a while longer, lost in the afterglow of your lovemaking, and then, reluctantly, he slid out of You. He leaned forward, his lips finding yours again, and you felt a shiver run down your spine.

As your kiss deepened, you could taste the sweetness of your shared passion on his tongue, and you knew that this was only the beginning of something incredible.

"We need to get downstairs to the others, so we can celebrate toegther in the new year" he stated, his voice low and intimate.

"And we can get you your New years kiss, that you wanted since the start of the year.." you nodded happily, your heart still racing from your lovemaking. "That sounds amazing."

He helped you sit up carefully, and you looked around the room, feeling a bit disoriented. He smiled, seeing the confused look on your face.

"Don't worry, I'll help you get your bearings back," he said, sliding his hands up your thighs. He kissed you again, this time more gently, and then stood, offering you his hand. You took it, letting him pull you to your feet.

You made your way down the hall and onto the balcony where you freinds already stood, the cool night air causing goosebumps on your skin.

Lando wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close, and you leaned your head against his shoulder. Below you, the city of Cloud City was ablaze with light, and the air was filled with the sounds of revelry.

As you waited for the fireworks to begin, you watched the people below, laughing and singing, their faces lit up with excitement and joy.

Suddenly the clock struck midnight and Lando pulled you into him, your lips met and you kissed. Around you, your friends wished you all a happy New Year.

Your best friend took a picture of you both and sended it to you, so you could see it when you were alone. She was your biggest support, as was Lando.

The kiss that you both shared ended and you looked into his eyes, which were filled with love for you. You both let go of each other, so Lando could pull you into his side and watch the fireworks.

"Happy New Years, my love. I hope that we will share many more." Lando whispered in your ear.

"Happy New Years, Lan. I hope that this will be just a good year, as the last one."

Below you, the city started making everything ready for the fireworks and the festive emotions. The City looked colorful and festive, just like it should.

"They're about to start," he said, nodding toward the sky. Sure enough, the first burst of light exploded above you, painting the clouds a brilliant shade of red. "Ooh," you breathed, your eyes fixed on the sky.

"That's beautiful."

Lando smiled down at you, his eyes sparkling.

"I know. Isn't it amazing?"

He leaned forward, kissing you softly before turning back to watch the fireworks. The display above you was inspiring, with each new burst of color and light seeming more beautiful than the last.

The sky seemed to dance with the colors of the rainbow, and you felt a sense of wonder and happiness wash over you. At that moment everything was perfect.

As the last of the fireworks faded away, leaving behind a trail of smoke and sparkles, Lando took your hand in his.

"Well," he said, his voice heavy with emotion.

"I think that about does it for the official celebration. But I have a feeling there's still some fun to be had inside." He winked at you, and you felt your heart skip a beat.

"I think I'm up for that," You replied, squeezing his hand. "Where do you suggest we go?" He grinned, that mischievous glint back in his eye.

"Well, there's a little private party going on in the room upstairs… if you're interested." Your heart raced at the thought of spending more time alone with him, and you could feel myself blushing.

"I think I'd like that very much," You whispered, leaning into him, the party outside fully forgotten.

He led you back inside, your fingers still entwined, and up the stairs to the room. The music was loud, the air thick with the scent of alcohol and desire.

You could feel your heart pounding in your chest as you made your way through the crowd, the press of bodies against you adding to the sensuality of the moment.

When you reached his room, he shut the door behind you, plunging you into darkness. You felt his hands on my hips, his lips moving down your neck, and then he was kissing you, his tongue dancing with yours.

You moaned into his mouth, pressing your body against his, feeling the hardness of his erection through his pants. He was hard and thick.

He broke the kiss, breathing heavily, and then began to unbutton your blouse. His fingers were deft and gentle as they peeled the fabric away, revealing your bra.

"You're so beautiful," he murmured, his lips trailing down your chest. "I can't wait to see you out of this." His hands slid up your sides, cupping your breasts over the lace of your bra.

"Let me help you with that." He unclasped my bra with practiced ease, and my breasts spilled free, the cool air brushing against my nipples.

You gasped as he took one of your nipples into his mouth, sucking gently. Your hips arched off the floor, and you cried out, your fingers tangled in his hair.

He moaned around your nipple, and then moved to the other breast, treating it to the same attention. He loved touching, licking and sucking you and on you.

You felt a shiver run down your spine as he continued to tease and pleasure you, his hands moving lower, caressing your stomach, tracing the line of your underwear.

"Lando…" You breathed, your voice husky with desire. "I want you." He smiled up at me, his eyes dark and hungry. He pulled your underwear down your legs, tossing them aside, and then lifted you into his arms.

"Well, come here, then," he growled, carrying you over to the bed.

The mattress dipped beneath your weight as he laid you down, and he followed, pressing his body against yours. His hands roamed over your skin, touching and caressing, as if he was trying to memorize every inch of you.

He kissed you again with passion, his tongue dancing with yours, and then trailed his lips down your neck, sucking gently on the sensitive skin there.

You arched your back, pressing yourself closer to him, as his hands found their way beneath your shirt. He pulled it off over your head, revealing your naked body to his touch.

His fingers traced the line of your collarbone that was laced with hickeys, and then traveled lower, over your flat stomach and the curls of hair above your mound.

"You're so beautiful," he whispered, his voice thick with desire. He positioned himself between your legs, his erection hot and hard against your entrance.

Slowly, he guided himself inside you, filling you up completely. You gasped at the sensation, feeling him stretch you in ways you hadn't expected.

He slowly began to move, his hips thrusting against yours in a rhythmic motion that sent waves of pleasure coursing through your body.

You wrapped your legs around him, urging him to go deeper, faster. He obliged, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he lost himself in the sensation of being joined with you.

The bed creaked beneath you, the sheets tangled around your limbs, but neither of you cared. All that mattered was the connection you shared, the fierce and consuming desire that burned between you.

As the intensity of your lovemaking built, you felt yourself begin to lose control, your body spiraling higher and higher on a wave of pleasure.

And then, with a cry that was part ecstasy and part release, you came, your body shuddering beneath him. He followed close behind, his voice raw as he called out your name.

You lay together, panting and sweaty, as your hearts raced in unison. Lando rolled onto his side, propping himself up on one elbow to look down at you.

"You're amazing," he said, brushing the hair from your forehead. "You know that, right?" You smiled up at him, feeling more connected to him than you ever had before.

"I think you're pretty amazing yourself, Lan" you whispered. He grinned happily, kissing you tenderly. "Well, I'm glad we agree on something."

He leaned down to kiss you again, his lips soft and gentle against yours. His hand trailed down your stomach, over the dip of your hip, and then lower still, cupping your ass.

He pulled you closer, pressing your hips together, and began to rock his hips against yours in a slow, rhythmic motion. You arched your back, moaning into his kiss as the feeling built between you again.

Lando broke the kiss, his lips trailing down your neck to my collarbone. His fingers moved between you, finding your aching center again, and began to stroke in time with his thrusts.

You gripped the sheets, digging your nails into the fabric as the pleasure coursed through you. His free hand moved up to cup your breast, teasing your nipple with his thumb.

As you lost yourself in the sensation, you felt a shiver run down your spine. It was as if your bodies were made for each other, moving in perfect harmony, each touch sending sparks of desire flying between you.

You opened your eyes, looking up at him, and saw the same intensity reflected in his gaze. He was beautiful, you realized, in a way that went beyond his physical appearance.

There was a depth to him, an understanding of the world and of people that you found both captivating and terrifying.

But at this moment, with his body joined with yours, all you could focus on was the feeling of being truly known and truly loved. You reached up, running your fingers through his hair, feeling the rough stubble against your fingertips.

He groaned, thrusting deeper, and you arched your back, meeting him stroke for stroke. The world seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of you, connected in a way that defied explanation.

And then, as if a dam had broken, you felt yourself begin to lose control, your body tense and shudder with the force of your orgasm. Lando followed close behind, his eyes locked on yours as he let out a shuddering cry, spilling his release into you.

Your bodies slowly relaxed, collapsing together onto the bed, as the last waves of pleasure washed over <ou.

You pressed your cheek against his chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heart beneath my ear.

"Lando," you whispered, your voice still shaky with emotion. "I don't know what just happened, but I don't ever want it to stop." He wrapped his arms around you, holding you close, and smiled. "Me neither, love," he said, kissing the top of your head. "Me neither."

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-Frostbite-

summary : you and max go on a stroll outside and it end not as planned...

PAIRING : max verstappen x fem!reader

WARNINGS : none

note : I hope that you like this lovies. The dezember is almost over...

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Max Verstappen glanced out the window, the snow-covered landscape calling out to him. Even though he loved the sun and warmth, he could not stay inside but go outside and take a stroll with you in the winter.

"Hey, love, want to take a stroll outside?" he asked, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

You grinned, knowing Max's love for adventure all too well. "Sure, why not! But it's freezing out there, don't forget your warmest coat."

Arm in arm, you both ventured into the winter wonderland. The air was crisp, the ground adorned with a pristine blanket of snow. It looked absolutely wonderful.

Max's infectious laughter echoed as he playfully tossed a snowball your way, starting a playful snowball fight. As you were both always up for a challenge, you threw one back.

Amidst the flurry of snow and laughter, time slipped away. Hours seemed like moments as you both wandered deeper into the serene landscape, indulged in your love for each other.

However, the temperature dropped rapidly, and you started to feel the chill seeping through your layers. You thought that you were clothed warm enough, but you were wrong.

"Maybe we should head back home, into the warmth," you suggested breezy, noticing the frost forming on the edges of Max's beanie. The weather service did not say that it would be this cold.

"Just a bit longer, my love," Max insisted with a plea, wanting to savor the magical ambiance a little while more. He really enjoyed this time with you off work.

But the cold proved relentless, and before you knew it, your fingers were numb, your cheeks flushed crimson from the biting chill. Max noticed your discomfort and, taking your freezing hand in his warm one, he suggested hurrying back.

Unfortunately, the walk back seemed longer, the snow heavier, and the biting wind more intense. The chill began to penetrate through every layer of clothing, and you both quickened your pace, hoping to reach the warmth of shelter soon.

As you finally returned home, relief flooded over you. Yet, when you removed your gloves, the telltale signs of frostbite started to appear on your cold, freezing fingers.

Panic tinged Max's voice as he noticed in an instant, immediately springing into action, his concern evident in his eyes. He could not have you hurt under his watch.

"We need to warm your hands gently," Max said, his voice soft yet urgent. He gently held your hands close to his body, his warmth slowly seeping into your frozen fingers.

Concern etched across his face, he reassured you. He held your hands and hoped that it would be better in a few days. But something still nagged at him. How did he not notice that you were this cold?

"It'll be okay, love. Just hang in there."

With tender care, Max tended to your frostbitten fingers, making sure you were comfortable and warm. He refused to leave your side until he was certain you were okay.

In the following days, Max took on the role of your own personal caregiver, ensuring you received the best treatment to heal your frostbite. He would do anything.

His love and concern were unwavering, and he made sure you felt supported and cared for every step of the way. Max was terribly sorry that he could not do more than he already did.

Through the ordeal, your bond with Max only grew stronger. His unwavering devotion and care during those moments solidified your love, making you realize that in both sunshine and snow, you had a partner who'd always be by your side, keeping you warm and safe.

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