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daddyricsdoll · 21 days

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“Oh that dress looks great on you, but it would look even better on the floor.” with Fernando Alonso

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Being with Fernando throughout the whole season was usually always interesting. Except for the days where he was busy with team meetings and testing, leaving me alone. But the difference between Fernando and any other man was that he planned the perfect day for me. Trying his best to research the city and pinpoint any place that would peak my interest.

And like always I’d fall in love with him a million more times, in advance of feeling guilty for all the money he intended to spend on me. Making me sometimes refuse his gifts, but always letting him know I do it because I love him.

But this time he didn’t let me refuse it. Handing me his card and telling me to spend it on myself. Showing me photos and screenshots of dresses he was certain I’d like, and if I bought them, I wouldn’t be the only one with a smile on my face.

“How was it?” Fernando asks as I walk through the door, a grin on his already glowing face.

“It was actually really good. Thank you, and… I got you something. WIth my own money of course.” I say, searching through one of the bags that I just placed on the floor.

“No, show me what you got yourself. Put it on for me.” Fernando says so smoothly, a proud smirk dawning his lips.

“For you… always.” I smile at Fernando, grabbing a couple of bags and walking toward him to plant a devoting kiss on his lips before eventually making my way to the bathroom.

Pulling my favourite dress out of the bag, I hold it against my body. Looking at myself in the mirror and smiling before actually putting it on. Taking off nearly all my clothes and debating whether I keep my panties on because of underwear lines. Making my decision of being bare beneath the dress, not only for looks, but I needed some fun. Even though I knew it would come, I just begged for it to be closer.

Ultimately sliding the dress on and gliding my hands down my body. Being in content with my curves and the way the fabric holds them perfectly. How the dress itself is gorgeous but doesn’t distract you from the person wearing it.

“Princesa? You ok?” Fernando calls out, his voice not far from the door, helping me remember what I’m supposed to be doing. And instead of answering, I grab the door handle. Pulling it open and watching the way awe fills his eyes. Somehow still astonished at the same thing he’s been seeing for many months.

“Oh princesa,” He steps closer to me, holding his arms out and letting me walk into them. “You look great, so beautiful in that dress… but right now, it would look even better on the floor.” You would assume this has happened millions of times by the way I can hear the smirk on his lips as he speaks into my ear. Fernando's hands that were recently on my hips now skim up my back to drag the zipper down. Doing it so delicately, sure to not ruin the dress, but instead, me.

Managing to slip it down my body and reveal how fully exposed I am to him. “Fuck. You really couldn’t wait huh?” Not giving me time to answer as he pulls my face into his. Lips wrapping around the others like a default. The only difference being the hunger and desire that ran through us both. Nearly eating at each other.

“I need a taste.” Fernando breathes out against my skin. Grabbing the backs of my thighs and lifting me up to take me to the bed. Not holding me for long as he lowered me onto the soft duvet. Making sure my legs hang off the end of the bed and his head can fit between my legs.

I try to keep my hands on Fernando, my fingers threading through his hair while he kneels in front of me. Pulling my body to the very end of the bed and becoming eye level with my dripping pussy.

Gradually being less stable as his breath hits my uncovered folds. Attempting to tease me but even the smallest touch from him is enough to make me explode. Still, I can never get enough.

“I thought you wanted a taste?”

“No princesa, I need it.”

A/N: (Sorry, just had to tease you again)

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daddyricsdoll · 21 days

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he went from serving cunt to babygirl real quick

#how’d you know I needed one of these guys?#please Charlie come here to me

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daddyricsdoll · 21 days

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happy 23rd birthday oscar jack piastri • born 6 april 2001

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daddyricsdoll · 22 days

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Congrats for 1k 🎊 I love your work

Could I request “Let me take your innocence.” for lando or Oscar?

Thank you!! And I've done Osc 💗

1k ✭ Celebration

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“Oh I’ve waited so long… please, let me take your innocence.” Oscar breathes, his lips against mine as he speaks into my mouth. Most of our clothes already discarded, leaving us both in just undergarments. A temptation that was just too much to ignore.

“I’ve waited forever to hear that.” I slowly kiss him, lazily letting our lips do the default as our hands begin to drag the clothes off the other’s bodies. Nearly being encased by Oscar as he reaches to unclasp my bra, hurriedly doing it to watch the material fall off my body. His brown eyes widening as he bites his lip and pushes my body back against the couch. Lifting my hips and making it easier for him to slip my panties off.

Oscar stands up, taking a step back to take me in. My legs wide open and core throbbing, already drenched at Oscar still wearing his boxers, imagine without.

“P-please.” I beg, feeling like prey under his vision, but the prey that wants their predator to strike.

“Since you asked so nicely…” He says, teasing me as he slowly lowers the waistband of his boxers. His bulge screams to be released, and it doesn’t take long until it is.

Oscar’s dick bobbing up and hitting his abs. The tip an angry red that can only express need, and a drop of pre-cum already leaving it.

“Need my fingers first?” Oscar asks, his question teasing but genuine.

“No, I need you now.” I try to call him closer to me, not entirely by words but the way I look at him. Filling my eyes with desire and biting my weary, swollen lips.

“Fuck.” Oscar grunts under his breath, quickly closing the gap between us as he takes a step that's big enough to have us both barely inches from each other.

He bends down, one arm wrapping around my waist and the other holds the back of the couch as he adjusts our position. Making it easier for him to do whatever he’d like with me.

“Ready?” He asks, beginning to slide the tip of his cock between my folds. Already making it a hard time for me to think of words. So instead I nod.

Not knowing whether to watch Oscar’s face or his dick during this first thrust. Flickering my eyes at both before keeping them frozen on Oscar’s face. How he squeezes his eyes and mouth gapes open. Slowly rolling his hips against mine and making me whine from the friction.

A pleasurable stretch filling my throbbing pussy and each time I clench around him it emits a deep groan from Oscar’s lips. The melodies leaving his lips not telling me to stop. So I carry on. Tensing around him and having the upper hand for a moment. Thinking I was the one with control, just until he flips the switch.

Lifting my hips and bringing it closer to his, helping each snap of his hips have more power. Now each thrust filled with his strength as he lets out a fraction of what he’d wanted to do to me from the beginning.

It was like I became foreign to words, now a mess of incoherent sounds and deep breaths, every once in a while trying to moan out Oscar’s name. I failed as he pounded into me again, stealing the word out of my mouth and making me restart again. Bringing me back to the start line as I was centimetres from the finish.

The way my body began to react to his only screamed at Oscar that I was close to my release. And unlike my words, he encouraged it more. One of his hands rested on my lower abdomen, making me feel everything more intensely, but also as he dragged his thumb to my clit. A contrast to his thrusts, but they complimented each other so sensationally.

“Oscar, you close?” I try and ask, having my words cut into two as I sucked in quick breaths.

“Yeah, but you first.” He nearly crumbles. Oscar's words nearly become pornographic moans and whimpers. A blessing to my ears, and mine only.

I nod at Oscar's answer. Not thinking that I could wait for him anyways as I release and explode in seconds. Coming around his still thrusting cock. Letting me rest my body, falling even further back into the couch. Giving me a better opportunity to observe Osc.

Sex filling the room, from the scent to the sound. Wet and quick noises of his dick slamming into my pussy cuts through the tranquillity of the room. And Oscar finally moans, his climax taking away his self control and treating me to such an unholy but amusing moan.

One that would be a perfect outro, but to my surprise it was the intro to this night.

“Innocence isn’t just that to me honey. Cum a few more times, let me taste you and cum more… then we’ll rest.”

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daddyricsdoll · 23 days

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Oh my god honey!! I’m so proud and happy for you!! You deserve it all and so so much more 😘😘😘

Oh God There's 7K of You

I can't even believe that my little ole blog has hit 7k. Never did I imagine that my little writings and my brainrots would get to this point in the world. There's so many people on here who I am thankful for and to call them friends is an honor! I might do a celebration but I don't know, I'm so overwhelmed wit how many of you are here now, but god do I love every single one of you. Thank you for following my journey!

tagging my moots cause they're the reason I'm still here some days, and because they've always been so supportive: @percervall @leclerced @mariahcarreyyy @piastrification @thef1diary @lorarri @goldenmclaren @goldsainz @daddyricsdoll @uluvjay @changetyre @mcmuppet @lifeboredme @pinkswaet @vivwritesfics @landonfour @monzamash @monzabee @poetsblvd @f1driverszona @starkwlkr

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daddyricsdoll · 25 days

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GO FOLLOW HER NEW ACCOUNT!!

𝐋𝐎𝐋𝐀 ! she / he / they , 9teen , charles leclerc's wife & jude belligham's gf , certified tifosi , fan of everything aesthetic

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#ahhh Charles and Jude!!#🤭🤭🤭#honey I’m so excited

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daddyricsdoll · 25 days

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' . ࣪. ׅ ✶ table of content ! ✶. . ࣪ ׅ. '

★ erling haaland

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#waitttttt #TRENT AND JUDE?!#I LOVE YOU!!

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daddyricsdoll · 26 days

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Ahhhh thank you love!!!

masterlist (sort of)

this is just @whydowesleepeachnight 's library of recommendations on other authors' fanfic! for my own content, check out my main @whydowesleepeachnight ❤️

i'll try to update this as i find new authors and fics i really like, but you can mainly go to the reblogs to see my faves!

F1 related fanfics:

comedy:

@norris55s - mainly the chaotic texts series @oconswrld - I am no man's peace

sad:

@amaranthineghost - but i love you so please let me go (+ 2nd part is i'll let you go if that's what you want) - only if you wanna weep real bad @laelawrites - our last summer (two parts) @lewisvinga - the other woman.

fluff:

@landosjpg - chicken shop date @landonfour - the desire series, it's partly fluff, partly angst

smut (i will not be elaborating):

@jamminvroomvroom - heat. @fxrmuladaydreams - missing oscar (+ 2nd part punishments) @planete777 - baby boy; bad influence; leaf tapes @thef1diary - Pool Pitstop @leosxrealm - mclaren's wag @daddyricsdoll - Stream

overall:

@verstarppen - just browse their profile and you're sure to find something to please you @archiverstappen - yeah same what do i tell you... some of my faves are the cat sitter series aaand appendix touch @dilemmaontwolegs - first of all, Not A Verstappen is a masterpiece. but yes, anything of theirs, including Pity Fuck

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daddyricsdoll · 26 days

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Lando norris who's obsessed with reader’s boobs 😔 I'm 1000% sure he's boobs man through and through !!!!!

He's definitely one of those guys to cuddle their girlfriends and hold their boobs. Like it just makes him feel better or relives stress. Especially with his big hands!! Like he'd love to cup them in his hands, whether he can hold it all or not. He'll even sleep on them. 🥺Just so he knows, I'll let him touch my boobs all he wants. Ok but I feel like he also loves ass. Like even in that one interview thingy and he said "bunda". Like just walking he'll slide his hand down her back, eventually holding her ass.

But back to topic, he's obsessed with them, in sexual and non- sexual ways. Like during sex he'll mark them with his lips non-stop, even fuck them. He'll cum on them too, just enjoying his favourite place on you to be covered in him.

adifhdsbifhf imagine he's streaming or playing video games and you're sitting on his lap and he just can't help but slip one of his hands under your shirt to hold one of your boobs. Massaging it and just enjoying the weight of it in his hand. And he doesn't care if people watch him doing that because you're his and he's yours. They can't see under the shirt, but they can imagine what he's doing. And he's so obsessed with you and everyone knows it. You've just had to adapt hearing your name in every interview, phone call or normal conversation Lando has.

Let's say one summer Lando rents a yacht. Just for the two of you. He manages to find a private place for you both to anchor the yacht and swim, lay down and chill out. He might chase you around the yacht, threatening to throw you into the water when he catches you, or maybe he tackles you onto the floor and you guys turn into love struck teenagers who are obsessed with every part of each other. But when you guys do go into the ocean, Lando unties your bikini top. Stealing it and planning to never give it back. Making it easier for him to hold your breasts and see them. At first your paranoid, cautious for anyone spectators, but then Lando reassures you. Telling you no one is near and it'll make his whole experience better. Leading you to leaving it off. That turning into the rest of the little holiday on the yacht.

You could be sunbathing before feeling two hands against your boobs. Oh and on insta he'll post a photo of you both standing in front a mirror. Lando behind you, both of his hands holding your breasts while you hold the camera. The photo being intimate, and expressing what you each love. Lando loving you and your breasts. And you loving Lando and when he touches your boobs.

(I have so many ideas and I might turn this into a fic. Let me know what you think.)

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daddyricsdoll · 26 days

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MORE OLIVER AND LANDO THREESOMES PLEASEEEE

OH MY GOD YES!!!! AND OBVIOUSLY SINCE MY OLLIE HAD HIS F1 DEBUT! LIKE THEY'RE/HAVE BOTH BEEN F1 DRIVERS AND ESPECIALY AFTER BOTH GETTING POINTS!!!

#f1 smut #lando norris #ollie bearman #lando norris x reader #ollie bearman x reader #lando x reader #lando norris smut #ollie bearman smut #ollie bearman x you

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daddyricsdoll · 26 days

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Thanks 🧡

No problem 🧡

#daddyricsdoll ask

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daddyricsdoll · 26 days

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Hey ! Congratulations for the 1k !!! Can I ask you to write « Let me take your innocence » and/or « Come here and cuddle me » with Fernando please ? Thank you <33

Thank you!! And of course 😉

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Finally escaping the thick air in the bathroom I open up the door. Immediately being welcomed by the coolness in the room and Fernando laying on the bed in front of me. I clench the towel tighter in my fist, still unbeknownst to how far we are in this relationship.

“You ok Princesa?” Fernando asks, eyes softening and watching me so intently.

“Yeah, of course.” I smile, somehow feeling one hundred times better at the sound of his voice and the delicacy of his features.

“Come here and cuddle me.” Fernando says, his words delicate, making it seem like a question, but he knew there could only be one answer. One that didn’t have to be said with words as I walked closer to him, until I stopped.

“But I’m not wearing anything-” I turn to the closet, not moving but waiting for his reaction. Just wanting to see if it had been as long for him as me, to fight the temptation of each other.

“That’s the point.” He smirks. Only drawing me closer to him. Walking along to the side of the bed before crawling onto it and laying into his arms. Instantly being closed in by his body as he keeps me warm.

“Show me… why do you like that I’m not wearing anything beneath this?”

“Because I can feel you. And you’re closer-”

“I want you to show me Fernando.” I breathe out. “Touch me. Anywhere…everywhere, whatever you like.”

“Fuck, then let me take your innocence.” Suddenly he let go of my body, helping me lay flat on my back before opening up the towel like a book. Instantaneously groaning at the sight of me. Fernando crawled up my body, stradling my hips to run his hands along my skin. The outline of my curves before finally touching my breasts. Cupping them before rolling my nipples with his thumb. Fernando’s head coming down to cast my face in ravenous kisses.

Finding more pleasure in the lips he’s had an endless amount of times than the ones that have been untouched.

I moan into his kisses and grind my hips. Asking, pleading, begging for more. And it was like he knew, slightly getting off my body to slip his hand down my torso. Passing everything until he was between my legs. “I’ve got to get you ready.” Fernando groans, running his two fingers up and down my folds. Making me wetter and wetter and turning it impossible for his digits to not be covered in my arousal.

“Spread wider for me.” Fernando says, deep brown eyes looking into mine as I do what he asks. Feeling the push of his fingers against my entrance before ultimately sliding in. Taking

away my breath and leaving me to fend myself with short and quick pants.

“What are you getting me ready for?” I try to ask, already shamelessly pulsating around his fingers and moaning from the contact.

“Do you want me to tell you or do you want me to show you?”

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daddyricsdoll · 26 days

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F1 One Shots (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/366181254-f1-one-shots?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=CelinaOmilana

So I started posting my fics on here because they were copied before. So incase you come across this, it’s mine and feel free to show me some love 💗💗

But of course I’m gonna post fics on here first.

#Formula 1 #f1 fanfic #f1 smut #lando norris x reader #lando norris #Charles Leclerc #charles leclerc smut #Oscar Piastri x reader #Oscar Piastri Smut #daniel ricciardo x reader #daniel ricciardo smut #lewis hamilton x reader #lewis hamilton smut #ollie bearman x reader #ollie bearman smut #max verstappen fanfic #max verstappen smut #carlos sainz smut #carlos sainz fanfic

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daddyricsdoll · 27 days

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what are the @ of your friends? the ones with paul stories

aH!!! embrose @embrosegraves and celina @daddyricsdoll <3333 lovely paul fics but other fics toooo 🤭🥰

#ahhh thank you love

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daddyricsdoll · 27 days

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Sneak peak for Dark Lewis 👀

Sugar Doesn't Taste Sweet - Lewis Hamilton

This is a much darker fic (imo) than any of the others, could be borderline like thriller romance viewers be advised kind of vibe. Because I'm ngl Lewis exudes a powerful man who hides a lot, including a dark side the public could not handle (at least that's how it's about to be in this fic)

Summary: He offered to be her sugar daddy and she figured what harm could it do? Lewis Hamilton is a man with more money than she could ever wish to have. She just never expected how he might use it on her.

Themes/warnings: Abduction, tying up, psychological manipulation/breaking down, sugar baby/sugar daddy dynamic initially - possibly more warnings to be added

Dark fic Taglist: @hiireadstuff @ellienorriss @decafmickey @daemyratwst @flowersonstreets @bethanymccauley @randomnessis-mine-me @sunf1ower16 @rylie-lothbrok @cixrosie @8justme @jehun @scopeiguess @bborra @poppyflower-22

#ok well I’m already in love

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daddyricsdoll · 28 days

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Exclusive To Me - LN

Dark fic - if you don't like this or the warnings/themes make you uncomfortable. I can't stress this enough, DO NOT READ THIS

Summary: Lando wants y/n to himself, so he shows her a side to himself that is exclusive to her.

Theme/warnings: possessiveness/jealousy, controlling behaviours, abuse of power, physical intimidation, smut (mile high club anyone? 🥵), cockwarming, reader does get scared of Lando, reader accepts fate kind of becomes dependent on Lando.

I know I said Charles next bc of the vote, but I finished writing this and I just upload fics as soon as they're finished. Feels like I've ticked a little to-do off my list. But I promise Charles dark fic is up next.

No part 2 requests please

Y/n started dating Lando on a whim. She thought it was all just fun and games, but Lando approached the relationship much differently. From the get go, he was always touching her. His hand on her was a constant that she almost got used instantly.

She figured he was just clingy or his love language was physical touch, or maybe he was protective and touching her settled any worries?

It didn't take long for her to realise his tightening grip wasn't protectiveness, it was his possessiveness surfacing at anyone who got close to her.

Today was the turning point. Because it doesn't feel fun anymore and she understands that he doesn't see this as a game to play.

Lando started to smile, just a small smile like he was amused by her attempt to voice the fact she intended to break up with him. She really never expected to find Lando having closed the space between them in the blink of an eye so he's standing in front of her. His fingers dance over her jaw then trailing down this his hand almost elegantly glides to hold her throat. Not enough to choke her but enough to warn her he has the strength to choke her.

"We can work through this rough patch, y/n. Every couple has hard days." Lando smiles gently stroking his thumbing feeling her pulse thump against his touch.

Her skin has prickled with fear over his entire reaction. It's chilling.

She thought he might shout, he might get angry or maybe even shut down on her. But instead he went the polar opposite. He laughed, he smiled and he spoke so calmly you'd think she just suggested they eat fish for lunch.

"Use your voice, gorgeous."

"Y-Yeah, we can work through this. Sorry." Y/n states feeling his hand move up from her neck, much to her relief and he cups her cheek for a moment then leaning down kissing her. Something she makes sure to return the gesture of, kissing back without hesitation.

"It's ok, I get it. But I'm not letting you get away and make a mistake you'll regret." Lando states almost softly, making sure to reaffirm what she knew already but really just wanting to be clear about it. She is not getting away. "I love you, y/n. A lot."

Don't hesitate.

"I love you too...I was just being stupid." Y/n smiles lightly, but she can't force it to reach her eyes. For now he'll let her get away with it.

He knows he's not being fair, he's not being nice and he's not only being a bad boyfriend but a bad man in general. He just can't find it in himself to care because he wants to keep her all to himself.

As frustrating and scary as Lando is, y/n can't help but feel her negative feelings waver when she watches him keeping her pinned to the bed as he sleeps with his face pressed into her t-shirt.

She doesn't understand how someone can love her in such a way that he'd be the way he is.

He looks so soft and harmless when he's cuddling her in such a way and just squished into her. The worst part is that she fell for him and she can’t undo it while still being constantly around him. She could swear the man does the nicotine patch trick so that whenever he’s not around she feels a withdrawal.

But that’s how she knows this isn’t healthy for her. The problem is, now it’s too late to leave him. He’s got no intention of ever letting her go.

She sighs letting that sink in.

She could speak up, she could reach out for help. But Lando would find a way to make her retract her words and actions. He'd disprove anything she says and could do it with ease.

Lando has a type of power she can't go up against and they both know it. Maybe she just has to embrace her situation and make the most of it if she wants any chance at really being happy in the long term.

Her train of thoughts are knocked when he wakes up groaning and nuzzling his face into her chest before he looks up at her with a soul-melting smile and fluff to his hair that she is fighting for her life to not be affected by.

Mission failed.

"Good morning." Y/n whispers earning watch a slightly shift of the glint in his eye. As if he was happy and then he remembered what y/n tried to do. That she tried to leave him.

"Good morning, gorgeous." Lando greets then shifting down just enough to cup her boobs with a gentle but firm grip through her t-shirt. He clicks his tongue a little as he looks at her nipples harden feeling his index fingers brush over them. "You're so pretty in the morning."

"You're pretty too." And she means that. He might be a different man to who she thought she was getting but there's no point in denying the truth that his looks never lack appeal. "We're travelling today. You have to be in Japan."

She's initially hoped to break up with Lando and then he'd be too distracted by the Japan race and have to get over there meaning she could get away easily.

It's a long flight. A long flight that Lando is going to make sure he cements exactly what dynamic they have. But at least they'll be other people there to maybe force him to not behave as she feels like he might.

Lando sighs releasing one of her boobs and reaching over to pick up his phone with a yawn.

"The flight is...in about...4 hours. We have time." Lando smiles before tossing his phone carelessly onto the bed and sighing as he smiles at y/n. "You don't need to look at scared of me baby."

"I'm not scared of you." Y/n states and actually right now she's not.

There's an element of tension, but she's not scared of him right now in this moment.

"I love you." Y/n states making him smile and the warm spreading in her tummy over the expression on his face makes her decide that she was jumping too far to go as far as thinking they should break up.

"I love you too, baby."

It was just her overthinking and doubts. She got scared because she scared herself not because Lando scared her.

"Penny for your thoughts." Lando mumbles suddenly as he stands up from the bed, finally releasing her and sort of making her realise that she really needs the toilet. His weight on her bladder all night and then suddenly lifting himself off of her has triggered her body to acknowledge the need to pee.

"I need to pee." She laughs lightly moving quickly from the bed and into the bathroom.

This is just proof right? He did her a favour not letting her go. They have good times together. She was just panicking about nothing. Right?

Lando sighs as they get into the jet and y/n realises actually in the private cabin away from the small section that the crew sit in.

"Are we waiting for other people?" Y/n asks looking back at Lando as they step into the cabin.

It's a long flight, surely they'd be efficient in travelling together with other team members.

"Oh, no they left ahead of us. But it'll be fine. More time for just us, yeah?" Lando smiles earning a small nod as he moves over to her, kissing her lightly. "I think we do better alone anyway."

"That's true." Y/n hums then turning and looking around. "17 hours to kill."

"It's a long flight, but I think we've got plenty to do to kill the time."

Y/n already knows a large portion of that is sleeping. But no doubt Lando has some other plans and with no one else there. There's less reason to stop himself from caving into temptation.

The settle into their seats, belting themselves into the seats for take off.

"Are you going to sleep first?" Lando asks softly since he can tell y/n is already tired and while he may not seem the best boyfriend in the world from what he's displayed so far. He's actually very tentative when it comes to caring for her.

"Yeah, I think so." Y/n mumbles before she yawns a little.

Lando seems to look around as if he's actually checking for a threat before he unclips her seatbelt. A silent instruction which she doesn't actually need verbalised, she gets up, pushing her shorts down, shivering when she gets Lando's cock out. He's hard, and sliding down on him she's almost embarrassed that she's just as turned on.

"Comfortable, baby?" Lando asks sounding almost a little strained as she settles her weight down against him.

"Very." And that's actually true, she was the one who introduced him to this and he just so happened to become a big fan of it.

Sleep comes over her pretty quickly and Lando being literally present inside her leaves her quite happily leaning against him after her throws a blanket over them, just on the off chance the air hostess comes in asking if they need anything.

Lando isn't so quick to sleep. Instead he decides to do a bit of planning. He needs to find the best way to keep y/n away from anyone and everyone.

Fans and other drivers know her by this point. But he doesn't want her around them, hell he doesn't want her around anyone but him. Hence why he arranged to travel on an entirely different day with no one else around.

Eventually he falls asleep but his wake up is more than welcome when he feels y/n rocking against him, small whimpers and breathy moans passing her lips so close to his ear that he can feel his skin clammy from her.

"Fucking hell." Lando groans moving his hands to grip her hips tightly to have a bit more control over it.

He's not even sure if she's awake but he knows he is now and he's not about to waste this.

"Lando." Y/n mumbles moving her upper body back, her voice dripping with need.

She's already close, the sheer pressure for the length of time he's been pressed inside of her has meant even the small moment and grinding down against him has pushed her to the edge. The addition of him lifting her and holding her in a sleepy but turned on daze finally nudges her over the edge and she grunt trying to keep herself quiet since even freshly woken up and needy, she's aware of the fact that there is people on the jet even if they're not in the cabin with them.

Lando isn't quite done though and he keep keeps fucking her through her first orgasm, going till he feels her tighten around him into the beginning of and then through a second orgasm. He groans holding her down as he jerks up deeper into her feeling her still tightly clenched around him while she pants

"Fuck." Lando pants feeling her drop forward, face hidden in his neck.

She doesn't shift, and while Lando softens, he's still balls deep in her preventing any leaking right now.

"Are you just going to stay there?" Lando as moving her hair to the side so it's not so much in his face. He gets some sort of whine of incoherent words. "You can stay with me. You'll always be with me."

Y/n tries not to let herself overthink how much he really means that.

"You don't want me to come to the paddock?" Y/n questions as she sits in the hotel bed. "B-but-"

"You'll be at the race. But you're staying in this hotel room until I say otherwise." Lando states moving over closer to her with that same expression of cold control and challenge for her to push him. To poke and suggest that she not follow his command.

"I just want to be there for you." Y/n mumbles but he just leans down over her, kissing her in a very hot and heavy manner that almost catches her off guard as she finds his hand find itself in a familiar position before he uses his hold to push her back onto the bed. Not quite hard enough to hurt her, but he gets his intended point across.

"You're doing what I say." Lando declares breaking the kiss just enough to speak. Lips brushing her own as he does so. "Stay in the suite while I'm gone, ok?"

Y/n can't stop herself from swallowing thickly, feeling the tightness of his hand before he loosens slightly to stroke his thumb over her skin.

"Yeah, I'll find plenty of things to do. Plus I'm still a little jet lagged from the travel." Y/n smiles earning a short nod.

"Good." Lando states releasing her, then he uses the position to knock her legs apart smirking as he sees his cum still leaking out of her puffy and sore pussy. She even twitches under his gaze.

Admittedly Lando's maybe used her as a bit of a cushion for his pent up frustration over the fact she tried to break up with him. Though she's not exactly been complaining.

"I'll be back to take care of you again before you know it." Lando states making her nod before she sits up again looking like she wants to say something. "Go on, say it."

"Just...Can I have another kiss?" Y/n asks really showing Lando the power he has over her.

Lando intimidates her but despite that she loves him, and now she has accept the fact that she very much wants him badly.

"You don't have to ask baby. You can always have a kiss."

Lando was asked a lot about y/n by a few drivers and quite a few fans since they spotted y/n walking into the hotel with Lando upon arriving there. But now she's obviously MIA on his command.

She's actually been messaging him a lot while he's been out.

"So where is y/n?" Jon asks as Lando places his phone down replying to another message tell her that she needs to order room service and eat something.

"She's not feeling well with the travel and time zone. It hit her hard." Lando states with a nonchalant shrug. "I don't know why everyone cares so much. I've been asked about her by everyone."

"Just means people care about her. That's a good thing mate." Jon smiles looking a little hesitant even over his own words as Lando mutters some unkind comment underlies breath but doesn't voice it any louder.

By the time Lando gets to the hotel room, he frowns spotting an empty wine bottle on a room service trolley with some picked at food and y/n nowhere to be seen. But he hears a splash and humming from the bathroom that makes him move to find y/n looking very drunk as she sits in a steaming bath with a very full looking glass of white whine.

Clearly y/n didn't bother with the wine tasting style of having a small amount of wine in the glass.

"There he is. There you are." Y/n grins drunkenly. "My...unshakeable boyfriend."

"You're drunk." Lando surmises not entirely impressed because he has a feeling this is going to end badly and it's unlikely it'll be him that it ends badly for. He won't be allowing that.

"Join me. I need you." Y/n pouts making him look at her. "I want you."

"I'm right here." Lando states having no intention of climbing into the bath with her, instead sighing and sitting on the other side of the tub beside her. "Why are you drunk?"

"Because...I shouldn't want you and I shouldn't need you like I do. And when you're not here I feel sad but I know you're the worst thing that's ever happened to me...You do things boyfriends shouldn't do." Y/n rambles, the alcohol giving her no filter in her words while Lando watches her. "Even if I still wanted to leave you...you won't let me."

"Don't ever forget that." Lando states not at all bothered by her vulnerability. "You're going to stay with me."

"I know...I'm going to stay with you." Y/n whispers looking almost hypnotised as she looks at him but he's pretty sure that's just her drunk eyes. "Are you ever going to change?"

"No." No point in lying.

"I figured...I know you are the way you are because you love me."

"That's right. I do love you." Lando confirms, again telling the truth but this time because ehe wants to make sure there's no doubt. "And you love me, or you'd have found a way out away from me. Or you would've left when you had the chance."

Y/n doesn't comment on that. She doesn't want to admit that she could've left. She could've seemed out help. even in another driver. They both know other people would've stepped in to help.

"So long as you want me. I'll stay."

"Then it looks like you're with me forever. It's just you who gets me like this."

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