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Anger, gone ~ MV1
Angst then smut
Summary: Max finds a better way to to calm his anger than the previous one, and it's focused on Y/n.
Angry!Max x Reader
Max was known for his dominance in F1, and his non-stop wins were angering many fans of the sport. He was called "Mad Max" because of his viciousness on the track, like the lion on top of his helmet. But, there was another thing that was making him vicious and unstoppable: his anger.
He was calm and collected in his everyday life, but when he was getting in his car, he let his anger lead his actions sometimes. In his earlier years in F1 it was worse. However, now, having 3 WDC's in his back for 3 consecutive years, he has matured enough to not get angry easily, but when he did, he was furious, feared sometimes, and no one could calm him down.
Except from you. It was like you were magic. You took his anger away even if you did the least thing possible. Your favourite way of calming him down was to step on the shower with him and then go to bed cuddling, seeking eachothers warmth under the covers.
There were some incredibly rare cases that it didn't work. Sometimes he was ignoring you, sitting alone outside with a bottle of whiskey, not giving a fuck if it was raining or cold. He was spending these nights like this and was joining you early in the morning in bed, smelling like alcohol.
The Australian GP was one of these rare times. Having to retire in lap 5 due to his brakes catching fire, it made him furious with everyone in the team. Christian and GP tried to calm him down but failed, persuading him to stay and watch the rest of the race . You didn't talk to him throughout the rest of the race, afraid he'll snap at you.
Meanwhile, Max was angry at the team for the brakes failing him, angry he couldn't continue in the race, and a bit disappointed with himself, seeing you sit away from him, clearly sad and afraid of his outbursts. When the race ended, he took the stuff of you both from his driver's room, grabbed your hand and left, taking you with him.
The car ride to the hotel was quick, the tension being nearly touchable in the air. Nax had his hand in the inside of your thigh, gripping it tightly whilst speeding to your hotel. Neither of you spoke, his anger getting the best of him, and you, watching out the window, too stunned to speak.
You got in the hotel and you sat in the bed, opening your phone and scrolling through Instagram, supposing he would shower, grab a bottle of whiskey and go outside. That's what you thought, tho, seeing him go to the bathroom, not saying a word.
You were really distracted by your phone and didn't notice him getting out, untill a hand took your phone and left it to the coffee table and pushed you back in the bed, pulling your shorts down. He held your hands above your head and took off your crop top. "You're gonna be a good girl and let me get my anger away, understood?" He growled in your ear. "Y-yes..." You stuttered as he unhooked and took of your bra with one hand. (Credit to @ashmakopoulou for the bra thingy)
He let the towel in his waist fall down as he squeezed and kissed your nipples, leaving dark hickeys and bite marks on them. You let out a breathy moan and he bit your nipple. "Shut your pretty mouth, babygirl." You didn't make any more sounds and let him continue. He continued kissing your body, whilst holding your hands still above your head. He kissed your torso, stomach and waist and then he took off yor panties, practically ripping them in half.
You squirmed as the cold air hit your throbbing cunt and tried to hold back a moan when Max pressed one finger on your clit. "I'm gonna ruin this little pussy tonight." He growled. The next moment his finger entered your hole and he started moving it fast and hard. You tried muffling your moans, but the pressure on your clit and his fingers thrusting in you combined made you come on his hand with a loud groan.
He licked his fingers clean with a groan and continued teasing you, this time using the tip of his dick. It was rock hard and standing straight, veins being visible on it's sides. He was running it up and down your slit, collecting your wetness. A loud moan escaped your lips as he pushed in hard without any warnings. He then tied your wrists to the headboard with a belt, using his free hand to grab your waist. He thrusted in really hard, making you hiss at the painful feeling.
He stayed still for a bit, biting your stomach gently and then, after he was sure you were okay, he continued thrusting fast and hard, hitting your g-spot mercilessly, his pace bruising. You were rapidly becoming a sweaty, moaning mess when his fingers reached your clit and started toying with it.
His hard thrusts and his fingers on your clit combined made you come undone again. He didn't pull back or take his dick out, thrusting harder instead, making you reach your third climax for the night.
He then pulled out and came on your stomach, then laid down between your legs, making it seem like he's done. You were laying down in a post-orgasmic state, your body relaxing from the tiredness and tension, your breathing and heartbeat calming down.
You had completely calmed down when you felt Max's tongue in your pussy, licking you up and down. You raised your head as much as you could and saw Max's face buried in-between your lehs, licking you.
"Such a sweet pussy, babygirl." Max growled, groaning at your sweetness. Then he lowered his head and continued to eat you out. You were becoming needier and needier as he teased you with his tongue, and you tried pulling your hands out of the belt, hoping you could free them from the headboard. You wanted to push Max's head in your pussy with your hands, but when he noticed he made the belt tighter.
He then started eating your pussy and sucking on your clit like he was a starved man eating food after weeks, overwhelming you with pleasure and slowly building up another orgasm. You squirmed when you felt his fingers get inside you, rubbing your g-spot.
Your breath became faster and heavier. You started to moan and groan uncontrollably, so Max muffled you with his free hand, still fingering you brutally. Soon, the familiar knot formed on your stomach and you came undone, filling his face and hand with your juices.
Max then licked his fingers, got to the bathroom to clean himself and came back with a warm cloth. He released your hands and kissed your bruised wrists. "You were so good for me princess, thank you." He whispered, cleaning you up entirely and then hugging your exhausted body. You both fell asleep naked, cuddling, his anger completely gone.
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First time ~ LN4
Fluff
Summary: It's Y/n's first Grand Prix as Lando's girlfriend.
Lando x Shy! Sainz! Reader
It's been three months since you got together with Lando. Since Carlos approved it and let his little sister date his best friend. Even though Lando already assured him, Carlos knew that your shyness wouldn't lead to public PDA or other crazy stuff, something he never wanted to witness.
Lando was always at your side, convincing you to go do various new and fun stuff, without making people think you are dating. At least not until his home race. As you passed the three month milestone, making sure the relationship will last, you decided to make it official by going with him to the British Grand Prix.
You went to Britain earlier to have a few days to rest and meet Lando's family. They were very kind and loving people, especially his parents, and because of their request, you and Lando ended up staying with them.
You stayed in his old room, not wanting his mom prepare and clean another guest room. You stayed with them, doing lots of fun things during each day and cuddling in Lando's surprisingly comfy old bed at night.
The days passed quickly and Sunday came in the blink of an eye. You woke up really early to get ready and went with Lando to the circuit. You arrived there, holding Lando's hand, trying not to panic. As you were crossing the hospitalities and other paddock buildings, several fans were approaching Lando asking for photos, autographs and giving him various gifts.
You were approaching the McLaren hospitality when a little girl came to you, gave Lando a bracelet and asked him for a photo. You moved a bit to the side, and the girl dragged you in the camera frame. "Wait, are you Carlos' sister?" "Yeah..." " Why are you with Lando?" "Umm..." You looked at Lando and he nodded approvingly. "I'm his girlfriend." You responded, blushing.
The girl took the photo and left, leaving you alone. You finally went to McLaren's garages, Lando took you to his driver's room, you sat down and put his gifts in a box as he changed into his race suit. Then you went out, in the main garage and Zak took Lando to the side to discuss, leaving you alone to admire the car.
As you were inspecting the car's livery, someone tapped your shoulder, taking you out of your thoughts. "You came with Lando here, so you must be Y/n." He spoke. You looked at him, confused slightly. "H-how do you know my name?" The mechanic smiled. "I'm Will, Lando's race engineer. He talks all the time about you. It's a pleasure to finally meet you." He raised his hand for a handshake. You didn't shake his hand, embarrassed. "Um... nice to meet you..."
Will noticed your shyness and embarrassment but didn't say anything, as you continued talking about a lot of things, and didn't know when the time for lando to get in his car came. Lando sneaked behind you and hugged you. You turned around and hugged him back, kissing his cheek.
"I see you met Will, princess. I gotta go now, gimme a kiss." You kissed his lips softly. Then he turned to Will. "Take care of her while I race." "Yes sir." Will responded.
Lando got into his car and went to the grid, whilst you were given a headset and will took you in front of some monitors to watch the race. You stayed there, too shy to talk to anyone, and watched the race.
The race ended with Lando getting his first win, Carlos second and Oscar third, thanks to Max's engine having issues, resulting to him DNFing. You followed the rest of the team beneath the podium to cheer for him. He approached you and kissed you hungrily infront of everyone, leaving you all red and flustered.
After he got off the podium, his trophy and a bottle of champagne in his hands, it was time for the team photo. The whole team gathered infront of the garages and got ready for the pic, waiting for Lando. You waited next to the photographer, when a hand dragged you in the camera frame, the camera clicking to take the photo.
A while later, as you were in Lando's driver's room, scrolling through Instagram, you swore you saw the photo of lando dragging you to the camera frame. This was gonna go viral.
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"Ignorant" ~ OP81
Fluff
Oscar x Introvert!Reader
Summary: Y/n gets hateful comments about her appearance and for being "ignorant", whilst Oscar tries to understand what's going on with her feelings.
You never really liked to talk much, you always were shy and tended to hide your emotions. You were more on the introverted side, like Oscar. When you were together, Oscar did most of the talking, especially when you were infront of fans, reporters and team members unknown to you.
That's the main reason the hate started. Most of it, at least. Every day, you were recieving hateful messages and comments on your social media. Everywhere you went, several fans that recognised you said things about you. Because of that, you started staying at home and you stopped posting stuff on your social. The worst part is that you distanced yourself slowly from relatives and friends.
At the last few races, you went on McLaren's hospitality from the back, avoiding fans as much as you could and avoided places of the garage that had cameras and media. You took your headset and hid in lonely corners or in Oscar's driver room, where nobody could reach you, and stayed there, sometimes crying and others just sitting and thinking. Feeling hideous and snub.
As the time passed, you started distancing yourself from Oscar slowly, thinking he hated you just like the "fans". He wasn't talking much either, so that's what you thought. You didn't really hug or cuddle him, you ate and showered alone, you spent hours locked up in your office room, reading books, and didn't sleep well at night, staring at the ceiling, trying not to cry. Long story short, you started avoiding him, too.
The fist days, Oscar thought you had to study for uni. Then a week passed and Oscar started to get worried. He wanted to help you, he wanted to talk to you, to find what's going on. He was cooking your favourite meals, bringing them to your door, tried to understand if you had a certain time of going out to shower, but you didn't.
One day, he checked your social media, just in case he found why were you acting like that. He checked them that same afternoon he came up with the idea and scrolled through your accounts, every comment he saw made him even angrier. He then posted something in response.
"I've repeatedly seen hateful actions and comments about Y/n and I want people to know that she's not ignorant or rude, she's an introverted person. So, I'm requesting from everyone to respect her. If there are still people out there, still hating on her through internet or irl, they'll stop being considered "fans" by me and will be reported. Thank you." That's what the post said.
He then waited till you got out to shower and stranded waiting in the doorframe if the closed bathroom door. When you got out, he moved infront of you and pulled you into a warm, bone crushing hug. "Why are you so distant lately, sweetheart?"
Tears escaped from your eyes, and you cried silently in Oscar's arms, staining his shirt with them. He didn't move, he rubbed your back gently. "That's it, let it out princess." You continued crying till you hadn't any more tears to shed, holding the towel around your body tightly, afraid it will fall.
Oscar cupped your face and kissed your forehead. "It's okay baby, I'm here for you." He whispered. "Talk to me, what took you away from me?" You looked at him, your face tear stained, sad. "Promise n-not to get angry?" You mumbled. "Of course, I can't get angry that easily, especially from you." He replied, caressing your hair.
You didn't leave his arms, snuggled in their warmth instead. "D-do you hate me?" You mumbled, looking at your feet. "Why would I hate you baby?" He responded, not getting his arms off you. "Because I'm"ignorant" and "rude" and "snub"." Oscar looked at you and smiled sadly. "It's the comments, huh?" You raised your head, a questioning expression in your face.
"I know about the hate you get. I saw it on your social and you don't know how many rime "fans" talked to me of to other people about you when in races or downtown." He explained, ruffling yor hair. "Oh..."
"I'm here for you baby, I know you are shy and stuff but I believe in you. You can ignore them and you have the words to confront them." He smiled. "Can you try that? For me?" "I'll try..." You whispered. "Thanks, sweetheart." You kissed his cheek, adjusting your towel. Oscar noticed, he then grabbed your hand and led you to your shared bedroom. "Let's get you dressed, princess."
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RELATABLE GIRLIE, RELATABLE 😔
I like writing smut, but I swear writing the buildup to them actually fucking is the hardest part sometimes
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The hat rule ~ DR3
Smut
Warnings: Age gap (reader is 20), virgin!reader, piastri!reader
Summary: Daniel teaches Oscar's little sister the meaning of the cowboy hat rule.
It was the second GP you went with Oscar to see him. You liked Formula 1 very much but you couldn't keep up with Oscar's races, because of your studies for uni and the long flights that had you jet lagged for days, even when you liked to travel around the world.
Austin was a beautiful place, just like the western movies you watched as a little girl. Back then, there were two things you were obsessed with: Formula 1 and western movies. Especially because Oscar watched it intensely and you always copied him, like a shadow.
You started liking it even more when Daniel got into the sport. You maybe had a teeny tiny little crush on him. So tiny, that you had pictures and posters of him all over your room. A little crush that made you nearly cry when he got disqualified and yell from happiness when he won. A crush that lasted for years.
You had met Daniel before, back when Oscar was a reserve driver in Alpine. He was fun and flirted way more than you expected. When you met him again in Melbourne, in the Australian GP, you had a great time with him, and he wouldn't stop flirting, giving you a spark of hope he might like you, even a little bit. That spark of hope turned into a flame in Austin. It was the time to make a move, using both of your love for America and cowboys.
After qualifying, all the drivers decided to go out for food and a drink. No one really knew good places to go, so y'all went on a western-style steakhouse that Daniel suggested, claiming it had the best steak in all of Austin. When you got there, you immediately agreed with him. It was exactly like a saloon, from the cutlery and tables to the decorations on the walls. It even had a mechanic bull, which you were really eager to try out.
You sat in a booth with Oscar, George and Max, having Daniel, Lando and Logan sitting in the table in the opposite of yours. As you were eating a bit of Oscar's steak, you were glimpsing at their table, looking away when Daniel's stare was catching yours. At some point, a chick approached their table, sitting next to Daniel.
You couldn't stop staring, holding back anger mixed with tears. She was sitting on his lap as they talked. As you were looking, you noticed that she was constantly trying to take his hat multiple times, but Daniel wasn't letting her, so she left after a while and Daniel's stare fell in yours, as if you were a magnet.
You turned your gaze away and continued talking with the others, trying really hard to ignore him. At some point, George left, saying that he was tired, leaving an empty seat next to you. You didn't really pay any attention to that and continued discussing, nat noticing Daniel sitting next to you.
You felt something being placed on your head, but didn't give much attention. The talking stopped and you raised your head from your plate, looking at Oscar's shocked face. You put your hand in your head, only to realise that you had a hat on. And it was a cowboy one.
You turned around only to see Daniel, a smirk plastered on his face. "H-hi" "Hi, Y/N. Do you mind me sitting with you?" "N-no." You responded, blushing. Everything then went back to normal. At least for the others. As everyone was talking, Daniel's hand slithered in your thigh, resting on it, rubbing his thumb there. You couldn't hold your blush, your face red like a tomato. You continued talking till it got really late and the others decided to leave.
As you got up, Daniel held your hand. "Wait, I gotta talk to you." You immediately looked at Oscar, asking for approval silently. He nodded positively, then left. You turned back to Daniel. "What is it?" He cupped your cheek with his hand. "Do you know what is the cowboy hat rule?" "Erm...no?" "Let me explain it to ya then." He raised your chin with his index finger, his eyes meeting yours. "You wear the hat, you ride the cowboy, babygirl." The next moment, his lips were in yours, kissing you hungrily, yet with passion.
When you pulled away, he grabbed your hand. "Let's go somewhere private, baby." He left some money on the table and took you to his car. You went in and speeded to his hotel, which was apparently the same that you and Oscar were staying.
You ran to his room, kissing like lovesick teens, kissing as he opened the door. As you were inside, he pulled away. "Go to the bed and strip for me, babygirl." You obeyed and went to the bed, stripped out of your dress, staying with only your panties on, waiting for him.
He came to the bedroom some minutes later, only a towel hanging loosely around his hips, hair wet and his chain resting on his chest. He let his towel fall in the floor as he got closer to you, cupping your breasts. "I said strip babygirl, you should really learn to obey." He growled, ripping it apart. "Get up." He ordered. Daniel then laid down in the bed, his back resting on the headboard, and he made you straddle his waist, then put his hat back to your head.
"Now, ride me like the good girl you are." You hesitated for a moment, looking away. His face softened rapidly as he looked at you. "What's wrong sweetheart?" "I'm a virgin..." You mumbled, looking away embarrassed. "Then I'll take it slow, and if you wanna stop, pinch me." "Okay." You sat in silence for a bit as he wore a condom. "Ready?" He rubbed your thigh. You nodded yes. "Then come ride me, princess."
He positioned you right above his dick and helped you sink in slowly, holding your hands gently. You squeezed them feeling the pain overwhelm your body. "Take your time princess." He spoke softly. He rubbed your thighs, helping you soothe the pain. As you felt better, you started bouncing up and down his cock, progressively increasing speed. His dick was hitting your g-spot brutally, making you try hard not to scream.
"You're taking me so good babygirl, well done." He praised, his hands sneaking to your butt, squeezing it. After a bit, you felt a knot in your stomach. "D-danny, I'm close..." You didn't stop riding him, reaching your high rapidly. When you reached your edge, Daniel let go of your butt. "Cum for me baby, show me how much of a good girl you are." You came undone, letting out a breathy moan, exhausted.
Daniel helped you to pull out and laid you down on the bed. He then went to the bathroom, took out his condom, cleaned himself and came back to you with a warm towel. He cleaned you up gently, kissing your thighs in the process. He then threw the towle somewhere in the floor and wore a pair of boxers.
Meanwhile, you were laying in the middle of the bed, limbs stretched out like a starfish, in the bliss and sleepiness of your first ever orgasm. You didn't even complain when he laid behind you and pulled you in his arms, one hugging your waist and the other cupping your breasts.
"You did very well for a first time, princess." He whispered. "Thanks..." You mumbled, trying really hard to keep your eyes open. He noticed it and kissed your head, pulling the blanket over your bodies. "Goodnight babygirl, I love you." "I love you too, Danny..." You responded, a hint of happiness in your voice. You then drifted off to sleep in his arms, knowing that the man you were crushing over all these years, loved you back. Worrying about Oscar will have to wait.
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I sent it earlier, when you weren't answering, but anyways I love u bub 💕
Why u ignore me princess?
I’m not ignoring you! Why would I ignore the person I love? 🤷🏻♀️❤️
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Damn, why so freaky? ~ DR3
Smut
Warnings: public fingering
Summary: Everyone knows that Daniel is very experienced and a bit freaky, but no one thought he would be THAT freaky.
Daniel was known to be very experienced in everything related to sex. There were old rumours that were still roaming in the paddock. Rumours of him being caught with different girls in any kind of places, even in his garage. Because of that, everyone knowing him well assumes that he's quite freaky too. But only you and him know what's rumours and what's not.
You were on a dinner with the grid, everything was going smoothly (like Carlos) and you were discussing about the Australian GP, joking about Carlos's appendix and it's "help" to his win. You were wearing a black top, blue Converse and a short, dark blue skirt.
Your outfit was one of your favourites and made Daniel painfully hard by only seeing you. He was wearing a pair of white and grey Jordans, black jeans, some rings and the sliver chain you got him, a white shirt and a black bomber jacket from Hugo Boss. Only the sight of his chain made you drool over him like a fangirl.
You were sitting beside him, his hand resting on your thigh. You were talking with Kika about some skincare products when you flet Daniel's hand moving higher and you gasped quietly, not expecting that. His hand stopped there and you continued your discussion. After a good amount of time, his hand started moving again, travelling up and down your thigh, caressing it. You held back another gasp, not wanting to seem weird, gasping out of nowhere.
Kika didn't notice anything, so she continued the conversation. Daniel stopped moving his hand, leaving it pretty high, nearly touching your core. Later on, you were having a chit chat with Oscar about pretty much everything. Meanwhile, Daniel didn't move his hand, not even an inch, distracted by his convo with Max and Nando. At least, you thought he was distracted.
As you were talking, you felt the padd of his fingers touching your core, going through the wet patch in your panties. You immediately shut your mouth, letting a little groan, but made it seem normal. "You okay?" Oscar asked as you felt Daniel putting your panties to the side and caress your folds. "Y-yeah, I'm fine." You responded, trying to seem normal. Oscar didn't quite believe you, but carried on with the conversation.
After a bit, Lando joined your convo with Oscar and Daniel, even if he seemed distracted by his convo with Max and Nando, he noticed that you were concentrating on your discussion and decided to put you in your place.
He suddenly stuck a finger inside you, making you gasp in the middle of your sentence. "Y/N are you surely okay?" Oscar asked again, a bit worried. "Y-yeah...yeah... I'm good." They still didn't really believe you but carried on with the conversation, whilst you were clenching around Daniel's finger.
He kept his finger inside you and started thrusting instead of staying still or pulling out, and continued to discuss normally, like nothing happened. You continued listening to what Oscar and Lando were saying, trying to keep yourself composed and not moan, groan or change your expression. Fortunately the sleeves of Daniel's shirt weren't rolled up, so no one could see his arm muscles flexing.
He turned his head to yours and whispered in your ear. "Do you like it babygirl, or do you want me to stop?" He looked at you and smirked. "I-i like it..." You responded.
"Good, now act normal." He said, biting your ear gently, then turned back to Max and Nando, his finger still thrusting into you, slamming your g-spot mercilessly. You tried really hard to act normal, successfully, sometimes letting out little, unnoticeable gasps.
As you were still talking with Oscar and Lando , you felt the familiar knot in your stomach, meaning that you were reaching your high. You started clenching uncontrollably around Daniel's finger and he noticed it, thrusting in you faster and harder. It seemed you were pretty lucky, because in that part of your convo, only Oscar was talking and you just nodded to him.
After a little bit, you felt that overwhelming feeling of your orgasm being released and you let out a relieved sigh. Neither Oscar or Lando noticed anything and they continued discussing. At the same time, Daniel looked at your thighs with a satisfied grin as he fingered your cum back inside you, they put your panties back to their place and licked his fingers clean without anything noticing.
He patted your clothed cunt and whispered to you. "Better save that pretty cunt's sweet juices for later, baby." Oh, if anyone knew what freakiness was going on under their noses.
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Last minute confessions ~ OP81
Fluff and a bit of embarrassment
Summary: In the drivers' dinner in Abu Dhabi, Y/N is forced to confess her crush to Oscar and vice versa.
The 2023 season came to an end with max winning the last race, making it the most dominant season in F1. After that, everyone decided to have dinner in the same restaurant you did last year, but not for saying farewell to someone. You just liked it and wanted to do it again.
Everyone was already at the restaurant, waiting for you. Some of them started to get a bit irritated of waiting. Fernando saw that and decided to talk. "Don't worry guys, you know Y/N, she's probably late because she always wants to look gorgeous for this kind of events." He smiled.
By the time he stopped talking, you entered the restaurant and approached the drivers' table. You had your hair down, some mascara, eyeliner and lipstick applied and you were wearing this. "Hello guys, sorry for being late." You smiled. "It's okay Y/N, you look stunning by the way." Daniel said.
You sat down in the remaining seat in between Daniel and Oscar. After a bit, everyone turned back to normal. They continued discussing, sometimes involving you in their convos. Except from Oscar. He was blushing slightly and wasn't taking part in any of the conversations.
You didn't really mind, as you knew pretty well that oscar didn't talk very much anyways and that he was more of an introverted type of guy. The dinner was going pretty well, and the food arrived quickly. You ate and after everyone finished, all the drivers decided to stay a bit longer and maybe have a drink.
Suddenly, Lando came up with the idea of asking everyone about their love life. Checo, Nico and K-Mag were married with kids , so they didn't bother replying, Max said he was doing fine with Kelly, Lando, Lance, Logan and Esteban claimed being still single, Lewis didn't bother to find anyone yet, Valterri and Fernando didn't answer, even tho there were rumours about them being seen with women.
There were 9 drivers left, including you and Oscar. Zhou didn't answer, as he was talking to the phone, everyone knew that Pierre and Alex were doing really good with Kika and Lily because of their posts on social media, so they just confirmed it. Carlos didn't want to give any info, just that he's doing pretty decent with Rebecca, George was okay with Carmen and Charles said that Alexandra was waiting for him to get back to Monaco.
After Charles stopped talking, Daniel was asked. He answered that he was more than great with Heidi and that they were planning to go at his family's house in Perth for the holidays. Then, only you and Oscar were left. "Y/N, what's going on with your love life? Are you with someone, are you crushing on anyone?" Lando asked, a smirk plastered in his face.
You blushed, embarrassed. How were you going to tell it? All the drivers turned to look at you. You were getting hotter and redder with every single second passing. "Come on, tell us!" Daniel said. You didn't respond. "Okay, I'll help you. Are you crushing on someone?" Max intervened, his voice calm. You nodded yes. "Is it someone from here?" Max continued. "Y-yes..." "Can you tell us who?" "N-no."
Max stopped, thinking for a bit. "Then we'll play a little game." "Okay..." "Is he blond or brunette?" "Brunette." "So it's not K-Mag, Nico or Valterri." "Yes." "Is he European?" "No." "So, that means we're left with Lance, Logan, Checo, Zhou, Daniel and Oscar." "Right." "Is he from America?" "No." "Then there's Daniel, Zhou and Oscar left. It's not Zhou, am I right?" "You're right." "So there ar the two Aussies left."
"It's Oscar..." You mumbled, looking at your feet, face red as a tomato. Then Oscar turned to look at you, blushing, rubbing the back of his neck a bit embarrassed. "Y/N..." He spoke, breaking the silence. You turned your face to look at him. "I-i like you too Y/N..." You looked at him, smiling a bit. He cupped your face with his hands and kissed you gently. After a little, he pulled back, blushing. "S-sorry..." You slid your hand in his under the table. "It's fine."
Everyone applauded for you and then left you to talk, discussing about other things. "Oscar..." You whispered. "Yes?" "Do you wanna be my boyfriend?" He squeezed your hand gently. "Yes."
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Let's just sleep ~ DR3
Fluff
Summary: Y/N somehow manages to sleep literally anywhere and no one can stop her, even if it's Daniel's home race.
Everyone knowing you knows that you can sleep everywhere. Literally. You can sleep anywhere that's comfy enough for you and noise doesn't affect you at all. And the best part is that Daniel doesn't mind. He always finds you sleeping in weird "comfy" positions and covers you with his jackets and hoodies or takes you to comfier places, but in all of the cases, he lets you sleep. Even in his races.
It was his home race and you went with him, you managed to take the whole week off to be with him and support him. It meant so much to Daniel that you could be there to cheer for him. So much that he was on cloud 9 all the week and his lap times and records increased rapidly, just because of you.
The day of the race, you walked in the paddock holding hands, smiling and giggling to journalists and cameras. Daniel was in a very good mood, his signature smile not leaving his face. He was so excited that he stayed an hour straight signing autographs and merch, taking photos with fans and recieving their gifts.
You finally got in the garage and Daniel changed in his race suit and you were given a headset to listen to the team radio to and from Daniel whilst in the race. You sat on the side, watching Daniel chat with some mechanics and his race engineer, then you watched him do his warm-up and prepare to get in the car.
When they moved the car in the starting line, he kissed you and went with the car. You went in his driver's room, sat in a chair and started watching the race from a TV monitor on the wall. You were listening to the radio messages he was sending, as you were connected to his radio channel.
He was leading the race, blocking Max from overtaking him with everything he's got, his voice filled with happiness as he was talking to the team. He pushed the car nearly to the limit, managing to get 5 seconds ahead of Max.
As he was determined and happy to lead his home race, he started humming a random song. Meanwhile, back in his driver's room, sleep got the best of you. Your eyes started to feel heavy and you gave up. You laid on his massage bed, using his hoodie as a blanket. You drifted off to sleep quickly, his voice a lullaby to your ears.
You were still asleep when the checkered flag was waved, making Daniel the winner of his home race. He got out and hugged his team engineers, friends and family, getting a bit worried as he didn't saw you with them, supposing you were curled up in a weird position in a corner of the garage, sleeping.
He got his trophy, celebrated in the podiums , did the post race interviews quickly, then changed into teamwear and started searching all over the garage for you. After a bit of searching he found you in his driver's room, laying in his massage bed, the headset still in your ears, his hoodie wrapped around you and the TV still open, playing the remaining post race interviews.
He closed the TV, removed the headset and the hoodie form your sleeping figure and took you in his arms, laying down in the couch with you and cuddling your warm body, whilst completely ignoring his team calls and post race duties, drifting off to sleep, exhausted from pushing himself to the edge.
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Cuddle Time ~ DR3
Summary: Y/N is on her period and Daniel takes some days off to care of her.
Warnings: period mentions, cramps, too much cuddles
You were curled up in your bed, a hot pad on your stomach and a plushie in your arms. It was the first day of your period and it was always a living hell. So, you stayed in bed all day, barely moving to go to the bathroom and change your pad/ tampon. (Your preference.)
Morning passed really fast and, as you were debating whether to get up to drink water or stay in bed, you didn't hear Daniel get in the house. "Honey, I'm home!" He said, getting no answer back. He got worried and started searching the house for you. He finally came to the bedroom. "Hey sweethea- What's wrong baby?" He saw you curled up in the edge of the bed, a sigh of relief escaped his mouth when he saw you look at him.
"What's wrong my little girl?" He cooed as he sat next to you, pulling you in his arms. "I got my period again." You answered, wincing in pain. "Oh baby. Is it too bad? Do you want me to do something for ya?" "Can you bring me some water?" "Right away!" He said, handing you his bottle. You drank some and pushed it away. He placed it on the nightstand and kissed your forehead. "Do you want me to run you a bath?" "Please." "Okay then."
He went and ran you a warm bath, he then came back, picked you up and got you to the bathroom, where he helped you undress and got you in the tub. "Stay there. I'm gonna make some calls and then come and join you."
You stayed in the tub, the warm water relieving your body as you waited for him. Some minutes later, he came back in. "I've got the whole week off, baby." "You didn't nee-" He cut you off by kissing you. "You're in pain, so I need to be here for you." You blushed slightly at his words.
He rubbed your cheek gently and then he undressed quickly and got in the tub, sitting behind you. He hugged you, his hands resting on your stomach and rubbing it gently, comforting you. You sat there for more, and then he started wasting you gently.
After he finished washing you, he got up, dried himself with a towel and got out of the bathroom. He got back, holding clothes for you, as he was already wearing pants and boxers. He helped you up and got you dried and dressed. Then you went downstairs and sat in the kitchen table. "Are you hungry?"
You nodded yes. "Homemade or takeout?" "Dunno." You thought about it for a bit. "I crave some ramen." (That's my favourite food, you can choose another.) "Ramen it is!" You ordered your food and as you waited, you turned on Netflix and you chose "The Conjuring 2". Your food came just in time and gou ate, then you layed it the couch, you on top of him, cuddling.
When the scary part with the nun came, you hid your face in the crook of his neck. He saw that and paused the movie immediately. "Are you okay love?" "Y-yes..." "It's alright, I'm here baby." He said, caressing your hair. You stayed in his arms, cuddling and you slowly drifted off to sleep.
He turned off the TV and carried you to the bedroom. He placed you on the bed and laid down with you, pulling you closer to him and covered you both with the blanket. "Goodnight my love." He whispered as he kissed your forehead, slowly drifting off to sleep, cuddling you.
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Did you forget? ~ LN4
Warnings: Smut, kinda public sex, p in v, pissed reader, Lando forgets easily
Summary: Lando doesn't keep his promise to stop gaming and reader decides to take drastic measures.
You were in your shared bedroom, scrolling mindlessly through TikTok. "Baby, I promise, in two mins I'll switch it off." It's been one hour since. You were really bored and you started to get pissed. His laughing and shouting was echoing in the house, breaking the silence. Revealing that he's still playing with his friends, or maybe streaming.
You waited a bit, hoping he'd stop, but his voice was still echoing in the house, so you had to do something. You got up and sneaked in his gaming room, knowing he wouldn't hear you anyways. You stood in the door, waiting for him to notice you.
In the comments of the stream everyone started to write him that you were in the room and, when he noticed them, he turned around to look at you. "Hey baby, how a-" Your pissed stare made him shut his mouth and look at you slightly scared. "Wh-what's wrong?"
"You made a promise Lando, remember?" You said, trying to remain calm. His face changed, showing guilt. "I'm sorry..." "You should be." He looked down and then again at you. "D-do you wanna...maybe join me?" "I'm not forgiving you tho." You whispered as you sat on his lap, shuffling a bit to get comfy and also to punish him a little.
He groaned a little, but he continued gaming, stabilizing you in his feet. "Mgonna play a bit more, okay?" He whispered into your ear, biting it gently. "Don't forget my existence again." "I won't baby."
He continued playing as you were sat in his lap, laughing and talking to his friends, kissing your hair once in a while. He was taking too long again, so you decided to do something about it.
You placed your hands in his shoulders and started shuffling in his lap, feeling him getting hard. He was trying too hard not to moan. Eventually, he gave in and started groaning a bit. "Stop. Now." He growled. "No." "Then you'll have to pay for it baby."
He got up and pushed you in the desk, forgetting to turn off the stream. He got behind you and lifted your hoodie, exposing your panties. He lowered them and he took his cock out. He teased your folds with his fingers and collected some of your wetness.
He played a bit with your clit, making you moan. He stretched your hole with his fingers, before positioning the tip of his cock there. He played with your folds a bit more, then slammed his cock inside you so hard, that you screamed.
He was thrusting in you hard, slamming your g-spot ruthlessly, while playing and squeezing your clit with his fingers, abusing it without mercy.
He fucked you like crazy untill you came, nearly screaming, staining his cock and pants. He pulled out, pleased with himself and then he realised. He had forgotten to turn off the stream. He looked at you scared and rushed to pull his pants on and close the stream.
He sat down in his chair, exhausted, and pulled you in his lap. "We're in trouble."
Taglist: @pinkswaet @dilemmaontwolegs @thef1diary @theemporium
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Movies and snacks ~ DR3
Summary: You're chilling and watching a movie when Daniel gets hungry
Warnings:18+ ,smut, oral (f recieving)
You were watching a random Marvel movie, chilling after an exhausting day. You had just taken a shower together and you were wearing one of his t-shirts and nothing underneath, whilst he was laying shirtless in between your legs, rubbing them as you were playing with his half-dried curls.
You had fully relaxed, feeling his warm breath in your legs, and his big hands caressing them. His hair felt like silk in your hands as you played with them, distracted by the movie completely.
In the middle of the movie, you felt him stirring. As you were still watching, he turned around and started kissing and nibbling at your inner thighs. He stopped after about 5 minutes, leaving quite a lot of marks and hickeys behind.
After maybe half an hour, you felt him stirring again. You thought he was reaching for his phone but you were wrong. He turned in his stomach hugging your thighs with his arms and pulling the hem of his your shirt up.
You looked at him for a moment. The next moment you felt his tongue licking the middle of your pussy all the way up. He started licking and nibbling it gently at first, teasing you, and when you saw that your face alone begged for him, he got aggressive.
He started aggressively eating you out, mostly focused on your clit. You were feeling like you were in heaven, moaning and squirming, the movie forgotten by both of you.
He continued eating your pussy like a starved man, and when his tongue got in you, you practically screamed, cumming into his mouth.
You were breathing heavily as he sucked you clean, cooling down when he lowered your shirt and laid back between your thighs. You continued watching the movie, and when it finally ended, you gathered all your courage and asked him.
"Why did you do that?"
He looked at you straight in your eyes as he was getting up and smirked.
"I was hungry."
Taglist: @pinkswaet @dilemmaontwolegs @thef1diary @theemporium
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FORCE ZAK TO PAY FOR DANNY'S THERAPY
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