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To All The Boys I’ve Hurt | 001

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: ᴄᴀʀʟᴏs sᴀɪɴᴢ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ, ᴄʜᴀʀʟᴇs ʟᴇᴄʟᴇʀᴄ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ (ᴘʀᴇᴠɪᴏᴜsʟʏ ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴᴇᴅ)

ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: “ɪ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀꜱᴛ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛʙʀᴇᴀᴋ ɪ’ᴠᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪ ᴡᴀꜱ 19. ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴛʜɪꜱ ɢɪʀʟ, ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ɪ ꜱᴛɪʟʟ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ɪꜱ ᴛʀᴜᴇ, ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛɪᴇꜱᴛ ɢɪʀʟ ɪ’ᴠᴇ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ꜱᴇᴇɴ. ɪ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ᴡᴇ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ɪɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ? ɪ’ᴠᴇ ꜱᴇʀɪᴏᴜꜱʟʏ ᴘɪᴄᴛᴜʀᴇᴅ ᴍᴀʀʀʏɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ᴅᴇꜱᴘɪᴛᴇ ᴍʏ ʏᴏᴜɴɢ ᴀɢᴇ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ. ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ, ꜱʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ᴘᴜʟʟɪɴɢ ᴀᴡᴀʏ. ᴛʜᴇɴ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴡᴇɴᴛ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ɴᴏʀᴍᴀʟ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ. ᴛʜᴇɴ ꜱʜᴇ ʙʀᴏᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴏꜰꜰ. ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ᴍᴇ ᴀ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ʟᴏɴɢ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ʜᴇʀ ʙᴜᴛ, ᴏʜ ᴡᴇʟʟ.”

ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs: ᴘ ɪɴ ᴠ sᴇx, ʜɪᴄᴋᴇʏ ᴋɪɴᴋ, ғᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ-ʏᴏᴜʀ-ʜᴏᴍɪᴇs-ᴇx, ᴅᴇᴠɪʟ sᴘᴀᴡɴ ɢɪʀʟ, ᴄɪᴛʏ ɢɪʀʟ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

“I think the worst heartbreak I’ve had was when I was 19. There was this girl, which I still think is true, that was the prettiest girl I’ve ever seen. I thought we were in love, you know? I’ve seriously pictured marrying her despite how young we were. Don’t know what happened though, she started pulling away. Then everything went back to normal for a while and things were never better. Then she broke it off. Took me a pretty long time to get over her but, oh well.” Charles had told, taking a sip from his beer among the rest of the men in the group.

The f1 drivers had all come together to a little get-together. It was close to 12 in the morning and the men were all drinking and had gotten to the conversation of exes. Many had shared the cliché high school sweetheart or childhood lover but when Carlos turn came, he had nothing to share. Listening to the stories made him wish to never get heartbroken and so far, he hasn’t. Love never came to him the way it did to the others. He’d only ever known lust. The ‘magic’ one would feel when in love was unknown to him. This doesn’t mean he had no partners in his life time, he just wasn’t in love with them.

“I’ve never been in love. Yet. So I guess by default I haven’t been heartbroken, you know?” Carlos says nonchalantly. The other drivers shared a look between them and continued drinking their cold beers. Carlos furrowed his brows, “What?”

Charles is the first to speak. “There’s no way.” He absentmindedly says. Charles’s back is turned away from the rest of the group as he gets up from the couch to head to the fridge. He pulls out another beer and opens it.

“Swear. I mean, sometimes I wished to have that kind of love but you know, if it happens it happens. I just personally don’t think I’ll be heartbroken over someone.” As if Carlos had said something funny, the group erupted into laughs. Carlos had felt like a little boy confused at the joke adults made.

“Trust, man. They’ll be some devil spawn girl to make that happen for you. You just got to meet her.” The words roll off smoothly out of Charles mouth yet Carlos had difficulty understanding. For a second Carlos thought about what he had said, letting a silence fill the room.

“How’d you meet the girl that broke your heart?” Carlos asks, wanting to learn more. If he learned all the signs of what a ‘devil spawn girl’ looked like, perhaps he could learn to avoid those types of girls. Carlos fixes his eyes on Charles, with his legs spread and hands in between.

Charles takes a deep drink of his beer and sets it on the coffee table. “You know it was hard to miss her? She was just like those model girls on Instagram, but acted nothing like them. You know? It was like seeing someone so perfect you just got to ask them on a date. I remember the first time I saw her. It was summer and she was at this one marvelous beach in Monaco sun tanning, or something. I was by myself at the time, just walking around, and then I gathered the courage to go up to her and start off a conversation. It was the easiest conversation ever, im telling you. It was like I’ve known her for years. One thing led to another and soon enough she was my girlfriend, even though I never officially asked her. I guess that was the first mistake I did. I just assumed we were both exclusive? The more I thought about it, I wondered if the reason she started pulling away was because she noticed I was acting as if we were. Guess we’ll never know though.” Charles had said, rather melodramatic.

An audible groan arose from one of the drivers, Max. “This is so depressing. Can we please stop talking about heartbreak?”

The group erupts into chuckles, “How did this topic even come up?” One of the drivers says. The topic then switched to something more lighthearted and the night was continued smoothly. Throughout the new topic of conversation, Carlos couldn’t stop thinking about what Charles had said. For some reason, he couldn’t fathom a girl so beautiful he’d have to stop and attempt a conversation. Perhaps this was because Carlos laid more on the anti-social type. Still, he wondered if he’d ever meet a girl like that. If he did, he’d definitely stay away. Carlos mindlessly drifted away from the conversation the rest of night, drinking his cold bitter beer and occasionally giving a fake laugh when others would.

Days passed since that night and the topic no longer held reign over Carlos’s mind. It was the day after the singapore gp, he had landed pole position and had never felt better about himself. Still in Singapore, he drove his exotic car around the city and viewed many tourist spots. He’d been in Singapore before, for races. One of his favorite tourist spots was the gardens by the bay. It had not been particularly popular that day, with only a few tourists and natives here and there. Only a couple had recognized Carlos and asked for a picture. His main attention was placed on the beautiful flowers and plants that were beautifully grown and taken care of. The architectural structure of the greenhouses had been elaborately designed when building. The glass panels held barely visible led lights that produced a vibrant purple light when night came. As he wondered around the greenhouse, a person behind him accidentally stepped on the back of his heel, almost causing his shoe to come off.

“I’m so sorry.” A soft voice called out as Carlos began to turn around. Maybe it was the soft glow of the purple lights. Or maybe it was the flowers around that had made you look so bright in his eyes. Nevertheless, for a moment Carlos was stunned.

“Uh- no it’s fine.” He gave a tight lipped smile. You stood in front of him so beautifully- what was the word, beautiful? No he had already said that. Perfect? You’d certainly fit his standards of perfect. It was then he took in your full appearance. You wore a slimming long sleeve shirt, tucked into your beige plaid skirt; black sheer tights underneath along with black combat boots. He stared at you for a second, that seemed pretty long, before blinking himself out of his trance.

“Well, have a good day!” Your kind voice tells him, giving a small smile along the way. You began to walk away, admiring the colorful and blooming flowers.

He follows you, catching up to you and setting place in your side. You walked side by side as he asks, “Are you visiting Singapore or just visiting?”

“𝘛𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘯, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺’𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘭 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘸𝘯 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶.”

Despite all the alarms ringing in his head, he can’t help but make conversation with you. All the times he’s thought about what Charles said he was certain that he’d walk away, and pay no attention to the ‘devil spawn girl’ flashed through his mind. Yet he couldn’t find the strength to walk away from you. He’s only known you for a few second yet, he was certain you were his devil spawn girl.

“Just visiting. Next is Japan. My cousin just graduated college and as a reward, his parents gave him the money to travel and attend to all Formula One gp’s this year. I have no interest in it, really, im just here to accompany him.” You explained, gracefully walking along the paved floor in the greenhouse. Carlos was barely able to his smirk.

“Oh really? What team does he root for?” Carlos asks, never taking his eye off you.

“I think Redbull. Big fan of Verstappen.”

Carlos cringes and almost laughs. Redbull had performed rather poorly this qualifying race. He imagined the face on your cousin as they watched from the stands. “Heard they had poor results yesterday.”

“Yep. My cousin moped about it to me for hours. She told me some guy from Ferrari took the pole position.”

Carlos laughs, “Yeah. Sorry about her moping to you, sounds awful. What’s your opinion on Ferrari, anyway?” He said, attempting to get more information out of you. Maybe he imagined it or maybe he didn’t, but for a second you froze.

Continuing like normal, you shrugged. “Don’t really mind them, they’re just a team, you know? Fun fact, actually, a few years ago I used to have a thing with one of the drivers. Wont say who though, haha. Basically, he just assumed we were dating. Out of no where. Never even asked me the big question, so I just stopped seeing him.”

Carlos’s heart skips a beat. He knows this story already. He knows he should stop talking to you. But he just can’t. So he lies, “Oh. That’s kind of weird.” He winces, did he really just say that? Talk about being 2 faced.

“Yeah, I dunno but he seems to be doing good now.” You replied, unaware of the thoughts racing through Carlos’s head.

You looked so beautiful though. He couldn’t just not ask you out on a date. He had to make you his, officially. He wouldn’t make the same mistake as Charles.

“Sorry, I have to go now. My cousin has plans with me this afternoon. It was a pleasure meeting you!” You smile wide enough that your dimples show and it nearly makes Carlos collapse.

Carlos reaches to grab your wrist, preventing from leaving. “Wait. You said your cousin likes formula one. How about the next gp, you join Ferrari’s paddock. I kind of work for formula 1 and have access to extra passes. Would you like that?”

Your smile widens, “Oh my god, yeah of course! What’s your number? She’ll be so ecstatic, no matter the team.”

A small bubble of pride built up in the stomach of Carlos as he types his digits in your phone. You part ways, and a while after you left Carlos returns to his hotel. He swoons when you text him first and he spends no time responding back.

+323-286-2641

Hey! This is the girl you met at the greenhouse. I never caught your name?

hi!! my names carlos, yours is?

You respond with your name. Carlos can’t help but think about what a beautiful name you had. He still can’t believe fact you even gave him your number. Girls like you have thousands of men on their knees. The type to have a guy tattoo your name on their arm. The type of girl to have well-known celebrities in your dms. He knows you know you’re beautiful. However, he promises, in the swarm of guys infatuated with you, he’d be the one to treat you the best. You guys text back and forth for nearly two hours. Just like Charles had said, it felt like he knew you for years. Conversations went by with ease and delight.

Feeling bold, Carlos asks to FaceTime. It didn’t take long for you to respond, agreeing, and Carlos can’t help but feel victorious. You answered, laying on your bed with your hair slightly messy and out of place. You looked absolutely adorable. The two of you began to talk and you had told him your cousin canceled plans to some Redbull event. You didn’t bother to go and waited patiently in the hotel. Carlos frowned.

Carlos debates against himself. His heart pounds as he asks, “Do you want to go out, have some fun?”. He cringes and expects rejection.

“You know, I’d actually like that! I might lose my mind in this hotel.”

Carlos laughs. He tells you, be ready at 8, and you obey. Carlos had picked a bar/restaurant. It was the type of place to have gourmet meals yet a large bar. Knowing whether it was a bar or a restaurant was difficult. He already been blown away by your beauty and so when he picked you up and saw you in a tiny red hunched up dress, he had to hide the tightness in his pants. Many women, though you weren’t like many women, were impressed by his shiny and lavish car. However, you showed no reaction to his. It makes sense that you were used to guys with fancy cars, after-all, it takes money to have a beautiful lady. He’s quick to open the door for you and when he settles into his seat he tells you how gorgeous you looked. You laughed and in return said, you don’t look to bad yourself.

Carlos felt small standing next to you. NeverMind the fact that he was absolutely towering over you, he still felt like the musty guy who managed to impress a goddess. He wore nothing too extravagant, just a white button up shirt with black slacks and dress shoes. He saw many eyes turn to you as you enter red the bar/restaurant however, you remained blissfully unaware. So he thought.

You knew you were beautiful. You had your fair share of guys tell you. As you grew up, you learned to finesse your beauty into getting whatever you wanted with ease. You were plenty of men’s dream girl and so you did what any girl did to take advantage. It’s a world ruled by men, yet in your world, you ruled the men. Carlos pathetic excuse of a car didn’t impress you. You were accustomed to luxury. Many snobby men that don’t have it all, think one thing would have you dropping your panties in a whim. You weren’t bound to anyone. It was harder for guys to impress you. Being flown out, sent extravagant gifts, and designer bags was a daily thing for you. The both of you left the dining area and walked over to the bar. The more you talked, and the more alcohol entered your system, the more you found yourself enjoying Carlos’s company. He wasn’t a snobby man, you could tell. As the both of you were talking, a well dressed man made his way over to you.

“Hey! It’s you. Good to see you.” He says, completely ignoring Carlos’s existence. Carlos felt a large amount of annoyance and protectively placed his arm around you waist.

“Oh, hey! Nice to see you again.” You say, aware of the emotions Carlos is currently feeling.

The man introduces himself to Carlos, “Woah. Just wanted to say I’m a big fan, man.” Carlos’s ego enlargers and feels dominance over the man.

“Always nice to meet a fan.” Carlos fakes a smile and shakes the man’s hand. The man leaves, presumably back to his own date who looked agitated.

Your full attention is back on Carlos, “Are you a celebrity or something?”

“Something like that.” Carlos doesn’t know if he should tell you he’s a driver for formula one. He knows certainly about your past with Charles and even though it seems like it might not be a big deal to you, it was for Charles. Carlos wondered if you had truly hurt him the way he described. You just don’t seem like that type of person.

After a few drinks enough to get you tipsy, the two of you decided to head back to the dining area. It took a while for your orders to arrive, but when they did boy did they make your nostrils pleased. Tasteful looking steaks were served to the both of you. The sides contained mainly collard greens and mixed vegetables. Carlos had also ordered a bottle of wine that was too expensive and too hard to pronounce. The two of you talked in between your meals, sharing more and more about your life.

You finished your meals and by the end of the day, you admit you had a pretty good night. Not to mention, Carlos looked so pretty tonight. His light curly hair sat nicely in a comb over and with the sleeves of his white button up rolled up and for a moment you wished you didn’t share a room with your cousin. He opened the door to his car for you like a true gentleman, and you couldn’t help but blush a little. Laughs were shared on the ride back to your hotel.

Each moment Carlos spent with you, he felt more and more like a bad friend. Guilt was consuming him but the thing that made everything worse was that he didn’t care. He felt happy with you. Despite knowing you for such little time, he was already wrapped around your little finger. Much like others. He wasn’t exactly like others, though. He didn’t want to drive you back to your hotel. He wanted more time to see that amazing smile and face.

However the time came, and you were thanking him for taking you out. The two of you smiled and held eye contact. You looked up at him with your big eyes and dazzling smile. You leaned in and he didn’t hesitate to kiss you. To him, he felt like the world had stopped moving. Your lips were his newfound love. He felt that as if he’d been deprived of your touch or love, he’d start a world apocalypse just to feel them again. In your perspective, the kiss was good. You had worse. There was nothing much to say about it.

You gave him a smile and waved goodbye, shit even your wave is pretty, he thought as he watched your frame walk into the hotel to ensure you got in safely. He turned and walked back to his car. In no time, he reached his hotel room.

He tosses and turns in his bed yet you still can’t leave his mind. He hyper-fixes on your beauty and recalls every interaction with you. He remembers how you looked at him before the kiss. Your big sparkling eyes stared up at him, as if he was your world. You surprised him when you kissed him. He was surprised he didn’t get hard that moment, yet thankful for it. He kept imagining what your lips would feel like again. He wondered how’d you look pressing your lips somewhere else. He groaned, the aching in his pants becoming quite painful. He palmed himself with his eyes shut, feeling dirty and guilty. He unzipped his slacks, freeing his aching member from the imprisonment. He rubbed himself slowly, imaging you beneath him, teasing him. His stomach felt tight and pressured as Carlos pumped himself faster. His head began feeling heavy as Carlos pumped himself with even more speed and dedication. Images of you writhing below him flashed through his mind like core memories. He imagined your sweet doe eyes looking back up at him with his seed spilling out of your mouth. With a final pump, white hot liquid oozed out of him. More and more pulsed out of him as he gave a sigh of relief and relaxed his body. After the post-orgasm bliss, he cleaned himself up and slept peacefully at last.

The morning after he decided on sending you a good morning text with light pink hearts. Today he had a meeting with his team on their results for qualifying. He dressed himself in a simple outfit. A branded Ferrari shirt with their sponsors and some straight black jeans. Every five minutes or so he checked his phone, wondering if you’d texted back. He tried to hide his disappointment when he saw the contrary.

Carlos tried to listen to the directors and team principals but he couldn’t because when he tried too, his mind always landed back on you. He suddenly felt his phone buzz and when he looked, his heart soared at your text. It was a simple message, really.

her

good morning, mi princesa! 🩷

good morning :)) how’d you sleep?

Reminders of what he did last name in your name paused him in his tracks. Nevertheless, he quickly replied to your message.

Amazing. I had such an amazing time with you, would you be open to doing it again?

haha, I had a good time too. I’d love to do it again but, I’m heading to Japan for the next gp this evening :/

Me too! Maybe we can hang out there. That reminds me though, I’ll send the passes later. What time do you leave for your flight?

You’re so kind! I leave at 6.

In a few minutes I’m gonna be out of this meeting, want to meet up so I can give them to you?

Im down! You know where I stay, let me know when you’re a few minutes away.

Carlos subconsciously began to smile at his phone, unaware of the certain monegasque that had noticed. The meeting had ended and as Carlos made his way to the exit, an arm reached out to grab his.

“What’s her name?” Charles smiles knowingly. Carlos is too stunned to speak. For a moment, he had forgotten all about Charles and his past with you. How long could Carlos hide this from his teammate?

“I-uh im not sure why that matters.” Carlos stutters under the immense pressure, almost folding.

Charles laughs at the stuttering mess of Carlos, “Whatever mannn. Just remember what I told you.” Charles winks at Carlos before leaving the room.

Carlos felt so much pressure amongst his shoulders. He was beginning to grow tired of hiding stuff for the sake of keeping you in his life. Yet, he still found his way heading to the team principals office.

He knocked and once he gained permission, he entered the office. “Hey. Was wondering if there was any extra paddock passes for the next gp?”

“Carlos! Congratulations on pole position. Uh, check that cabinet over there. There should be a few.”

Carlos made his way over to the cabinet, taking out 2 paddock passes before saying his goodbyes and entering the garage.

her

Hey, just got out of the meeting. Should be at your hotel in few minutes.

okay :)

Roughly estimating, it took him 29 minutes to arrive at your hotel. He had called you down and like you done before, you sucked the breath out of him. You wore a pretty pink sundress with white heels. Suddenly, he forgot why he was here. Yet as you stood in front of him, only a few feet away, he scrambled to his pocket and handed over the 2 passes to you.

You’re smile was enough to brighten up the whole city. “Thank you so much!” You exclaim, reaching on for a hug and tightly squeezing his body. His arms were laid loosely around your waist. If he spent all eternity in those moment, he’d be the happiest person ever. However, life wouldn’t be life without change.

So when you let go from the hug, he felt a small ache in his heart. “You know, I still have a few hours until my flight and my cousin isn’t at the hotel. Want to have some drinks and come in?”

Carlos nearly leapt at the opportunity, “That sounds amazing. Of course.”

His smile was adorable. You wondered if he knew exactly what he was getting into. He seemed too sweet to ruin. You held his hand and guided him through the hotel. He was probably internally freaking out, you thought. You scanned the keycard to your room, and opened the door to your room.

The mini fridge inside the room was filled with those tiny one-shot vodkas and so you grabbed as many of them as you could and threw them onto the bed. Soon enough, the both of you have gone through about half of the one-shots and were now giggling about each others ex’s. About half of the stories you told him were watered down versions of what actually had happened. For example, this one guy, Mark had chased after you, while you were inside of a cab because you had broken up with him.

The truth was, you robbed his 25 carat watch and he had only just realized as you were in the cab. Guess some guys really don’t have as much money as they say. This was when you were much younger and naive, though.

For the most part, Carlos had a relatively normal background of exes. No crazy girl still messages his phone, unlike you who has to deal with random men claiming they knew you. Maybe they did though, you suffer from bad memory so you don’t really know. The both of you rolled into your sides and stared into each others eyes. He had stopped laughing, and you knew he was about to kiss you.

His lips maneuvered through your lips, capturing the essence of your beauty. His lips were plump and soft. Instinctively, you grabbed his curls and moved yourself on top of him. With each second, the kiss deepens and begins to threaten to turn into something more. You grind into him, and in an instant he groans with the friction. A switch inside of him his flipped and he quickly turns into someone else. He flips you over, and he stares down at you. “Don’t start something you can’t finish, mi amor.” You couldn’t help but laugh. He really doesn’t know what he’s getting into.

“I could say the same thing to you.”

In a flash, he removes his shirt, revealing his amazingly fit body. His slacks stay on, revealing a kink of yours you didn’t know you had. His large hands reached over to the tiny straps of your sundress dress and pulled it downward. Your breasts were revealed instantly and you thanked yourself for not wearing a bra. You hear Carlos breath shudder as he runs his hand over your cold perky breasts. His mouth charges an assault on your tit, sucking and nibbling your breast like starved man. Your hands are on his back pulling him closer towards you whilst leaving red marks on him. Your hands aim for his hair, your fingers getting lost in his curls.

A growing sensation aches your core as you feel yourself producing your juices. The clink of his belt undoing anchors you to reality and for a moment you wonder, should I ruin other women for him?

You whine, tugging at his waist as he scrambles to take off his pants. You begin growing anxious by the second. It felt like a blur waiting for Carlos to align himself to your entrance, yet you felt pulled back to the world when you felt the tip of his girthy pink head in you. You moaned out to him, begging him for friction. He remained still however, and cupped your cheek.

“Why do I want you so much?” He quietly asks himself as his eyes dwell in yours.

You look at him in a loving way before responding, “You shouldn’t, my love.”

An unrecognizable expressing flashes in his face. He ignores what you’ve said, wanting to get rid of the possibility of you hurting him from his mind, and begins thrusting into you. His waist gives you compassionate yet powerful thrusts. His hips roll in a way that makes his dick hit every one of your perfect spots. Your nails scratch the nook of his neck, in pattern that’s unique to you and only you. You pull him closer and closer, until his head is rested on your neck. Despite the close proximity, his thrusts stood sturdy and rough.

A large pillar of pleasure bubbles in between your thighs with each thrust.

One

Two

Your brain nearly melts at the roughness of his thrusts.

Three

Within milliseconds, you feel your inner core squeeze around shift and release your liquids on him. Carlos seems to fold under the added pressure. He lets out a gasp, and begins to thrust faster inside of you. He’s chasing his own high and it doesn’t take long for him to reach it. In a flash, he pulls himself out and comes all over your sundress. He pants, almost lost in his own breath. He can’t bring himself to lay next to you. He stays staring down at your lustful eyes. You pull his head closer, sucking on the skin by his neck. You wanted to leave bruises. To let everybody know that it was you who ruined Carlos.

Carlos lays for a moment beside you, with an arm wrapping around your body and his head nuzzled in between your neck. You began to absentmindedly play with his curls, not knowing the effect it would have on Carlos.

Within a few minutes, he was out. Barely audible snoring left his mouth and you debated whether or not waking him. However, your cousin was almost here. Cold heartedly, you decided on waking him up. You press small kisses on his head while lightly shaking him.

“Carlos. Baby, wake up.” You whisper in his ears, brushing the curls out of his face.

“Hm?” He says. It’s obvious he’s not fully awake. He’s automatically replying despite not knowing a single word your saying. You decide to shake him harder.

“My cousin’s almost home. Baby, wake up.” You see that this has more of an effect on him. He sits up, rubbing his eyes and blinking the brightness away.

He notices your appearance. Messy hair, flushed cheeks, and stained dress. He fights a smirk. He fixes himself first, brushing his hands in between his curls and puts his attention back on you. He stands up from the bed, looking down at you as you sat still. Your big doe eyes sparkled under his gaze and before you knew it, he cusped your cheek and pulled you in a passionate kiss. “Te amo, mi amor. Vas hacer mi esposa.” He whispers on top of your head. Though you have no idea what he said, you felt the passionate vibe that radiated from his words.

You watched as he left, almost pitying him. This was the moment the rest of them fell, hard. You tidied yourself up, taking off your stained sundress and replacing it with a neater outfit. You brushed the edges of your messy hair and replaced it with a smoother texture.

After 20 minutes or so, your cousin opened your room door. You wondered whether you should surprise her with the paddock passes now, or later when the gp came. Though, you weren’t exactly good at keeping secrets.

“Guess what I have.” You smiled at her, holding the passes behind your back. Her expression held a certain type of confusion. You let a few moments pass on. Your cousin wasn’t the type of person to actually guess. She’d wait until you actually told her. You slowly revealed the passes to her, eyeing her along each second that passed. She slowly read the words until a shocked expression spread to her face.

In an instant she shouted, “How! Where did you get these!”. Her reaction only reminded you of her young age. She wasn’t a minor, but to you she’ll always be the little 5 year old girl who lived for race cars. She pulled you into a hug, knocking you onto the bed behind you. It only took her a moment to realize where the passes were too.

“These are Ferrari passes. I mean, I don’t mind. It’s a paddock pass. But, you need to tell where you got this from.” She looked at you in awe. You’ve always known she looked up to you. Who wouldn’t? You were beautiful, had plenty of men on their knees, and got what you wanted no matter the cost.

“I met this guy. His name is Carl- No, Carlos. He said he worked for the team or something and had access to extra passes.” You stated, not aware of the importance.

Her face fell. “Carlos!? Whats his last name? Was it Sainz?” She shouted, grabbing you by the shoulders and shaking you frantically to the point where you were left dizzy.

“What? I don’t know, I never asked.” You replied, trying to ease your head ache. You watched her scramble to her phone, roughly typing into google like a madman. In an instant, she pulled up a photo of the man you’ve hung out with.

“What? How did you get that?” You asked your cousin, in confusion. The man you had recently had sex with was in front of your screen, in a weird red uniform branded with all types of logos. Your cousin nearly fell into cardiac arrest. She thrusted herself awkwardly around her bed, shaking and violently screaming into her pillow, why not me?!.

You frowned at your weird cousin, debating calling 911 on her. However, she regained her cool and casually composed herself together. You watched her take deep breaths.

“What are you gonna do when they find out about each other?” She asks to which you give her a confused reaction. “Charles? Remember him? You know they’re teammates right?”

You ponder a moment, attempting to remember the man. Suddenly, the memories hit you like a brick wall. The memories were fond, yes, but ultimately boring. “They’ll work it out. It’s not like I broke his heart.”

Your cousin backs off, and questions whether the two of you should start packing. You agree, hiding your stained dress at the bottom of your suitcase in embarrassment. The two of you ransacked the hotel room for any thing you could have took, such as the mini shampoo bottles, soap, coffee cups, and (yes, you took it) toilet paper. The two of you were on perfect time for your flight so you called a cab and began bringing your luggage down the hotel floor before briefly checking out. The ride to the airport was quiet, only filled with the notifications ringing from your phone. You took a peek, seeing Carlos’s contact and silencing your phone before returning to the conversation your cousin held.

You tried to pay attention to your cousin, however it was impossible with the amount of notifications buzzing from your phone. She peered down to your lap where your phone sat, eyeing it curiously.

“You gonna answer that?” She said, raising her light brown brow.

Your cousin was pretty. She had beautiful light brown skin with tight curls and bright eyes. She was younger than you by a couple years and ultimately looked up to you, for some reason. Her body was average, though if anyone called her that you would stop at nothing to defend her name. Unbeknownst to you, it took her a while to gain confidence because of you. She looked at you everyday, wishing it was her with your curves and perfect hair. She never held this against you, of course, but it did make her feel insecure for a long time. Until, she realized she had her own beauty. Yes, you were beautiful but so was she and comparing herself to you isn’t acceptable.

“In a bit.” You whispered, leaning your head against the cab window and watching cars pass by.

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⫸ to be read: Carlos Sainz Jr.

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➥ do you want it? ✴︎ cs55

genre: summer love!!!, slight age gap, porn w plot basically...

➥ Snitches End Up in Ditches! [CL16] (ft. carlos)

❀ pairing (s) — charles leclerc x singer!reader (ft. carlos sainz) ❀ desc — where you and charles (+ carlos) can’t help slipping up……part 2 to this!

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Moonlight Ch. 3 | Carlos Sainz Jr. x Reader

a/n hey guys!!! here's chapter 3. i am literally blown away with the attention and the comments that both chapter 1 and chapter 2 got and i am honestly so so touched?? this chapter is a bit shorter than chapter 2 but we finally get reader x carlos interaction that is not just 2-3 words + carlando so i hope it's worth every word hehe. i am really excited bc i think i'm also getting more clarity where i want this to go and i can't wait to get more written out. as always constructive criticism is always appreciated !! and enjoy <3

warnings: none really? just angsty and a bit of mean carlos and mean reader but everybody's quite emotional in this chapter. a lot is going around.

summary: carlos has a little chat with lando about what's going on and he finally confronts you

Link to chapter 2 / all chapters / my masterlist

Chapter Three (3.2k words)

Carlos’ mind is spinning. He’s sat at the main table of course, next to Zak and Lando with Andreas too. Zak and Andreas are talking about some development that they are planning with management, but Carlos’ eyes are fixated on his cup, fingers slowly toying and tracing the rim of it as he plays the memory in his head over and over again.

The moment his eyes had landed on you he froze, mind going empty as he scrambled to think of any possible thing. As selfish or conceited it would sound- he really thought he would never have to see you again. Sure- you guys hadn’t broken up because of a big fall out or anything, but it had gotten a bit messy at the end of it. Because of that, the day Carlos had walked away from you he really thought that would be it.

Zak had been able to snap him out of the trance by asking if you both knew each other but before he could go and answer you had beat him to it. Why did you lie? He thinks to himself.

No- no we don’t. Your voice echoes in his head and he can’t help but to take a sharp breath, instantly sitting up and raising his head from the glass to snap himself out of it. As he does this he feels eyes on him and he realizes Lando is staring at him. “You good there mate?” Lando asks and Carlos simply nods, tapping his finger against the side of the cup as he scans over the room.

“Mhm yeah. Just tired I think.” He says eyes settling at your table, he tries avoiding it but his eyes are searching for you every once in a while and he can’t bring himself to stop. Lando doesn’t look like he believes him much and he follows Carlos’ gaze to look over at your table as well. He faintly remembers Zak joking about Carlos having a crush on the new intern. Haven’t ever seen you speechless like that. He had laughed, slapping Carlos’ shoulder in a way that even made Lando wince. Carlos laughed it off, but there was a flash of annoyance in his eyes that made Lando twist his brows slightly.

“Hey, what was all of that with Zak and your engineering team?” Lando asks, looking over the people at the table. He had met Tom already and a few others there, but he could spot three or four newbies. “Did they give you a bad vibe or something?” Lando asks but by the time he looks at Carlos the Spanish driver has his head down again, looking at his glass. Lando notices you looking over at them but the moment your eyes cross you quickly duck away too. Were you the one Zak had joked about?

The rest of the evening Carlos is distracted, and to everyone’s demise a distracted Carlos only meant a distracted Lando. The younger driver always fixated on Carlos and depended on him when talking with sponsors and bantering with the team. It’s not like he wasn’t capable of handling himself, but Lando had admiration for the older guy. He was experienced and carried himself with a serious demeanor that Lando tried to mimic. On the other hand, Lando managed to loosen up Carlos and bring up the child-like part of him that created a dynamic for the team.

Because of this, when Carlos was off, it threw Lando off too creating a completely different dynamic. Zak had given his usual pep talk speech, thanking the team and welcoming the new joiners for the upcoming season they were going to have because the team looked solid. It wasn’t like they were going to be the most competitive car but it was going in the right direction. Soon he was calling Carlos up for him to have a little talk and Carlos still looked just as dazed as he did earlier which made Lando nervous too.

“Um, well hey.” Carlos says a bit nervously, swallowing thickly as he brings the mic a bit closer to his mouth. He can feel all eyes on him and he usually doesn’t mind but the one person he was looking at was not looking back at him. “It’s amazing to see and meet all the new joiners and also amazing to see the whole team that’s worked so far on the amazing project. I was really excited when I got the offer for McLaren, and I’ve only got even more excited to get the next season started,” His sentence slows down as you lift your head up to look at him and he doesn’t know if this is better or worse. You don’t look away and his words are getting caught in his throat. The silence is loud but he can’t seem to get himself to speak, even when you look away, probably realizing you’re the reason he grew quiet.

He only snaps out of it when Lando gets up too, with a mic Zak had sneakily given him. “Um. Hi everyone. I think we just want to thank the team so far for all the hard work everyone’s put in.” He says, discreetly giving Carlos a nudge. Carlos simply nods, clearing his throat a bit. “And we are so excited to welcome the new and amazing members. We’re going to do amazing together.” Lando follows up and Carlos nods, muttering a thank you and making a quick joke about how he had spent too much time in the simulator and that his brain was fried followed with a forced laugh but it seems to fool everyone in the room. Almost everyone at least. They laugh back though and the tension is quickly forgotten and the two drivers slowly sit down. Carlos apologizes sheepishly but everyone brushes it off easily.

“Thanks Lando.” Carlos says sincerely because fuck, what just happened? He gives Lando a side smile and with the way Lando says it’s fine, as long as we are still up for golf? Carlos knows that this was probably not going to be the end of it.

The itch that Carlos had was right because it isn’t the end of the conversation at all. Lando finally takes up Carlos’ offer to learn golf and they both head to a driving range early in the morning after having breakfast together. Carlos wonders for a bit about the change in Lando’s heart but he realizes the younger boy has hidden intentions when your name suddenly gets brought up mid-conversation. It catches him off-guard as he almost loses the golf club after swinging it.

“Mierda,” he curses, catching the club as soon as he can and Lando is already ducking and covering his head, looking absolutely terrified for his life. “Sorry.” Carlos apologizes, looking at him and sighing. “What about y/n?” He asks, already uncomfortable to hear that Lando already knew your name. He definitely hadn’t been the one to tell him.

“Is she the reason you’ve been off?” Lando asks, leaning onto the golf club as Carlos looks across the field. There’s a brief moment of silence, only soft sounds of the others at the driving range hitting their golf balls. It’s almost therapeutic really, the sound tickles a part of Carlos’ brain and provides a comforting feeling in his chest.

“No.” he lies, looking over at Lando. It’s clear that the British driver doesn’t believe him, but he frankly does not care. He doesn’t understand why he needs to have the conversation at all. “How do you know her name anyways?” Carlos asks, slowly preparing himself to try for another swing. His legs spread a little and he fixes his posture.

“I talked to her yesterday,” and fuck Carlos almost misses again and his wrist moves in a weird way that causes a pain to shoot up his arm. He lets out a hiss and drops the golf club, seeing Lando now standing with his arms crossed over his chest and an unimpressed look on his face. “Seriously?” Lando asks, “So you both know each other? Because she said you didn’t.” Lando says and Carlos looks at him, trying to understand when Lando had the time to sneak behind his back and practically stab him (was he being dramatic? maybe).

“Yeah she’s been saying that.” Carlos says, and he leans the club against the wall with a sigh. It was clear that Lando wasn’t going to let this one go and at this point he could end up beheaded if Carlos continued to play. He stretches his arm a bit in hopes to loosen up a bit of the residual pain from the missed swing.

“So what? Did you guys use to mess around or something?” Lando asks and wow, straight to the point. Carlos rolls his eyes, cracking his knuckles as he looks across the field and seeing the golf balls flying across from all the other people actually hitting them. It's not him to avoid eye contact but he can’t help it, he can’t shake off the nerves that come up from you being brought into the conversation.

“You could say so.” He settles, looking over at Lando. Lando’s looking at him with his investigative face and Carlos can tell that he’s trying to link all the pieces together. It’s surprising how fast it happens, and if it weren’t to Carlos’ expense he would’ve given Lando a pat on the back.

“She’s your ex? The one you dated a while back? Weren’t you best friends?” Lando asks. There’s a mixture of surprise and cockiness to his question, and it's clear that he doesn’t need an answer to confirm his statement so Carlos decides to stay mum, simply staring back at Lando. “That’s rough.” He says and Carlos lets out a snort.

“That’s rough? Really? That’s it?” He laughs and the tension in his body suddenly dissipates. It amazed him how Lando could relax him so easily without even trying.

“I mean, she’s pretty, congrats?” Lando says, and it’s clear that the younger lad probably didn’t think he was going to get this far and Carlos shakes his head with a smile.

“Yeah, yeah. She is.” Carlos says absentmindedly, “We haven’t talked in ages though so it caught me off guard to see her.” Carlos admits and he can already feel his stomach twisting at the thought of having to see you again. “She should’ve told me she was going to join McLaren. It annoyed me a bit that she didn’t but acting like we’ve never met?” Carlos murmurs and gives Lando a sheepish smile when Lando pats him on the back.

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You both manage to miss each other for the next few weeks. Carlos is mainly working on the simulator with Lando and whenever he talks with Tom you’re nowhere to be seen. He tries his best to push you to the back of his mind but it’s still slightly nipping at him the more the days pass. He finds himself looking around the room for you every time he walks in and he can never tell whether he’s slightly disappointed or relieved to not see you anywhere. A part of him wants to ask Tom where you are but he stops himself from doing so because that would be too obvious. At some point it feels like you’re avoiding him and the longer he thinks about your little encounter the more annoyed he feels himself getting. What was your problem anyways?

He swears the universe is messing with him because the next time you both bump into each other he’s in the elevator by himself and it’s far too early for human interaction, especially with you. The doors are closing and he’s preoccupied on skipping through instagram stories that when he hears someone calling out to hold the elevator door open he does so without thinking much about it. He’s selfish to think that if he had recognized your voice he wouldn’t have pressed the ‘OPEN’ button, he would’ve just let the doors shut (or even pressed close really), but you’re coming inside like a tornado, clearly late for whatever you needed to do and you don’t even spare him a look. It takes him a second to realize you don’t even notice it’s him as you thank him, going to press the 5th floor button just to see that it was already lit up.

“You’re welcome.” Carlos says shortly, and he notices you visibly tense up, good he thinks. At least he wasn’t the only person uncomfortable and there was a brief sense of satisfaction that maybe he was getting under your skin the same way you were getting under his. His thoughts get thrown out the window though when you turn to face him and, since when was the elevator this small?

“Oh, hi.” You say like it’s nothing, before turning to face your back towards him and that’s enough to make Carlos’ teeth grind. The annoyance that was simmering in him is suddenly overflowing and he can’t find himself to hold back.

“Seriously? Hi? That’s it?” There’s venom laced to it that has you both surprised and you look back at him like you’re about to say something but no he thinks. It’s his turn to speak right now. “What are you even doing here? McLaren? Really?” He asks, as the door opens and he can practically hear your thoughts, already planning to book it. He grabs your wrist before you even have a foot out though, ignoring the way you both almost flinch at the contact before shaking his head. “We need to talk.”

You both end up in one of the empty meeting rooms after you had reluctantly agreed by muttering a fine before following behind him. The tension is palpable and it’s clear you both did not want to be there but frankly Carlos didn’t care. The room is big and quite empty, the tables were lined up to form a square with an empty space in the middle where you both were. The clean and blank white walls make it difficult to avoid eye contact as there is nothing to focus on apart from each other. He’s rubbing his fingers together because his hand feels like it's on fire from having held your wrist earlier, but he tries his best to brush it off and ignore the feeling.

“So?” He asks, crossing his arms. “What the hell are you doing here? Why would you come here?” You’re both standing, on almost opposite sides of the room and it's comical really, but for some reason what you find funny is his question because you laugh bitterly, even shaking your head.

“I’m interning here Carlos. Did you not remember Tom introducing me? I just graduated and I got this opportunity. What are you doing here?” You say, matching Carlos’ tone and he realizes how he probably sounded but he’s annoyed and he doesn’t care.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” He asks. “You knew I would be in McLaren.” There is a tone of conviction in his voice. He knew you still watched races, that you still liked and followed the sport (especially if you were here right now). He knew you were invested and that you would know where each driver would go as soon as it was announced.

“I’m sorry Carlos, should I have called to ask for your approval? Ask if I can join your team?” You ask and he can’t help but cringe at that question because seriously? That’s not what he meant at all, but he’s so mad that you’d even insinuate that that he just decides to quip back at you instead of telling you that wasn’t the case.

“I mean, you technically are in my team now.” He can’t help himself to say. He feels a pool of satisfaction settle in his chest when it’s clear that you are fuming. “A heads up would have been nice. That’s all.” He follows up when you don’t say anything back. “You knew I’d be here, at least you had a choice to show up. Did you just want to throw me off or something?” He knows how he sounds, accusatory and bitter but he’s mad and his words are rolling off his tongue faster than he can think. The way you roll your eyes makes him even angrier.

“How conceited are you to think I chose to be here to get at you?” You ask and Carlos can’t help but scoff, muttering a whatever. “I didn’t even know I would be working under your team,” You say, using air marks when you say your team. “I dislike this as much as you do.”

“Regardless you could have told me. It’s basic decency y/n. It’s not like you don’t have my number.” Carlos says sharply and what you say surprises him.

“No, I don’t actually. Deleted it. Didn’t need it anymore.” He’s staring at you now in complete disbelief, because no way you deleted his number. He’s about to open his mouth but he can’t even accuse you of lying because he can’t even remember the last time you both exchanged words. Was it really that long ago?

“I see,” He settles with instead and this time he needs to lean back against the table, crossing his arms over his chest as you both silently stare at each other. “You still could have given me a heads up still. We both have instagram.” He knows he’s picking at straws now but he doesn’t care.

“Yeah and get lost in the sea of DMs you get? You’re Mr. Big Shot now” You scoff, also crossing your arms over your chest and he can’t help but sigh again.

“Why did you lie?” He asks now, deciding to ignore your jab at him. “When Zak asked if we knew each other- we could have said we were frie-'' Carlos says but he’s soon cut off. Your words are almost deafening.

“That’s the thing Carlos, we aren’t friends.” And Carlos doesn’t know what to do except to laugh. You’re looking at him unimpressed and he just shakes his head. He didn’t know what to expect really, because you were right, but he can feel an emptiness spread in his chest as your words decide to settle in there with it. It’s like a cold slap across his face.

“You know what y/n? Fuck you. I am trying to have a decent conversation with you.” He knows this isn’t true. The way he had confronted you had already set a sour tone. He finds himself pushing himself off the table though to properly stand, deciding that the conversation was already over. “Whatever. You do you. I do me. Just stay the fuck out of my way.” He says as he turns to go to the door.

He forces himself to not look back when he hears you say back a fine, shutting the door behind him before heading to the engineering team, already late. A few heads turn to him once he walks in but nobody really bats an eye, it was rare for Carlos to come late so letting it slide once wasn’t an issue.

He doesn’t even realize that you’re supposed to be there until you stumble in almost fifteen minutes later, murmuring an apology as you keep your head down and head to the back.

He tries his best to keep his mind focused on Tom, nodding along with the different suggestions he had on how he could possibly be running the car in tests. The moment he finally finds himself relaxing for a moment, Tom is saying something about how someone had really good insight on a few things. His jaw tenses when your name gets thrown into the conversation and at this point it felt like a sick joke. Of course Tom is already saying he’s going to call you over and Carlos decides to just nod, straightening his back a bit as he rests his arms on the table. He watches Tom get up before letting out a sigh to look back at the screen. He rubs his temples, tired already.

“Hey,” You say and Carlos nods, not even looking at you. The tension is there, but it's mixed with something else that leaves a sour taste in Carlos’ mouth when he greets you back. Thankfully Tom sits between you both, completely clueless at the discomfort you both felt before pulling out a few other files that he had.

You both glance at each other quietly before turning to the screen as Tom begins to point at a few things.

This was going to be a long season, Carlos can’t help but think.

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a/n: again ty ty ty for reading!!! i am open for suggestions or comments and constructive criticism. i hope you enjoy and i hope i can get a chapter out next week too. work has been eating me alive lowkey but it is what it is. aaaah,

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vivwritesfics · 3 months

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Hiya!

Can you please write a nnta blurb regarding if Carlos had never made Oscar go originally and they end up poly after a hot threesome where Carlos walked in on Oscar fucking his wife and ends up joining in?

Thank youuuuu

The craziest part is that @biancathecool and I have had this conversation before - very happy to do something when they're actually properly dating and not just fucking

Warnings: Smut, Doggy, threesome, spitting

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It was the night before the wedding and they'd had plenty to drink. It started out as a day to calm her nerves, but now, she realised it was an escape.

She didn't know when she'd ended up on Oscars lap, her hands playing with the hair at the nape of her neck, didn't know when he'd started kissing her. But there was no going back now.

Y/N ground against him, the both of them still dressed. Oscar was gripping her ass, helping her to move against him. He bit at her bottom lip, pulling.

The two of them got undressed, throwing their clothes somewhere into the room. Hid fingers were warm against her skin, comforting.

She was still grinding against him, moaning at the feeling of him against her. "Fuck, Oscar," she cried, her head against his shoulder.

Carlos knocked on the door, but neither of them heard it. They were too wrapped up in each other. Whether he could hear what was going on or not, it didn't matter. He pushed open the door anyway.

Y/N and Oscar froze. What they were doing was obvious from their lack of clothes to the incredibly compromising position they were in. "Fuck," Oscar hissed as he tried to cover her body, shield her from the man she was supposed to marry.

Carlos leaned against the door as he watched them. "Don't stop on my account," he said, smirking at them as he crossed his arms over his chest.

"Carlos, please," Y/N said quickly. She still held Oscar close, using him to shield her body. "This isn't what it looks like."

"It's exactly what it looks like," He replied for her. "And I think I like the look of it."

Oscar met his eye. He saw a glint that he recognised all too well. If Carlos wanted to see his fiancé get fucked, he was going to make it happen. He rutted against her and Y/N threw her head back, moaning. It was too late now, Carlos was going to see it.

Oscar kissed her neck as he moved his hips against hers. He looped his fingers through the waistband of her underwear and pulled them down.

The first time Carlos was going to see his future wife naked, she was going to be getting fucked by another man. Oscar felt through her folds, felt how wet she was. "You're loving this," He whispered in her ear.

Oscar got her onto her knees, facing Carlos. He lined himself up behind her and pushed in

She cried out as he entered her, stilling himself inside of her. He looked at Carlos, but he was too busy looking at his fiancé. Her eyes were wide, mouth open as Oscar pulled out and pushed back in. He snapped his hips against hers and Y/N let out several moans and cries.

Carlos strode over. He gripped her chin, forcing her to look up at him. "Gorgeous," he whispered as he eyes shut, only focused on the pleasure. "I want to go next," he said and spat in her mouth.

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i know i've been gone for over a month, a lot was happening and i didn't had anything in my mind to write (writers block hit me hard) but i have some news:

My goal is to post one story a day starting this sunday (i'll be working the election so i'll need the distraction) until november 9th

I'll take another break, but will be back after the 14th because your girl will be watching Interlagos 2022 from the grandstands can i get a hell yeah?

I have ready 3 felipe storys ready to go (one in portuguese like i promised) and one of them might be a NSFW alphabet...👀

here's the list of other drivers i have storys in progress about:

Danny Ricc

Lance Stroll

George Russell

Marcus Armstrong

Carlos Sainz

if you guys want any specific fic about a driver please send me in my ask box or my private messages if you're more confortable like that.

anyways, that was it, thank you for listening have a good whatever time of day you are :) x

#the pic was used for meme pourposes #im in no way a bolsonaro supporter #i vote for lula since i was 4 and my mom and dad let me pressed the buttons on the ballot #dia 30 é 13 ⭐️🔴#im in college and didn't proof read this sorry for the mistakes #f2 #felipe drugovich #felipe drugovich fic #f1 #f2 fic #carlos sainz x reader #carlos sainz #george russell smut #lance stroll #marcus armstrong #daniel ricciardo

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ameliablakesblog · 5 months

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Merry Smutmas!! ♡

Because we are officially on countdown till Christmas I have decided to complete a little Christmas challenge!

Merry Smutmas is 12 days of smut stories taking you all the way up to Christmas Eve!!!

I have 12 days of planned content ready to go but let me know which drivers you would like- I plan on writing for Lando, Charles, Oscar and Carlos :)

Make sure to follow and reblog so people don't miss out :)

See you tomorrow for the first day of Smutmas♡

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internetgremlin-writes · 1 year

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girl, u started posting things for Christmas and then just went missing 😭😭😭 what happened to you??? is everything okay?

Hello I'm okay I promise!

Yeah that one was on me for thinking a December writing challenge would be a fun little thing I could do in the evenings whilst on an ICU hospital rotation 🙃 long story short it was super busy in the department and I stayed late pretty much every night and then had to do the keeping the human alive things and study for quiz time at rounds with the specialist each morning so I literally did nothing but study, eat and sleep for the whole month and I just didn't get a second to relax or write 😭

It has been CRAZY since the start of December!! I had a week off for Christmas and then I was travelling again for more placement, I've been applying to jobs and my finals are in 4 months time (which sounds like a while but I have 5 years of content to review and full time rotations in the day). Have also been lowkey seeing a new guy so that's been taking up a lil bit of headspace too 😶

I've also decided 2023 has got to be the year I decide to grow up and get my shit together before I enter the real world and honestly who knew meal plans and food shopping and working out took so much time!? Not me.

As the guys who've been here for a while know, I'm never gone forever!! I'm gonna need a couple more weeks to get through a round of job interviews, finalise my revision plan, survive an equine hospital rotation and get settled in a healthier routine, then I'm planning on making a partial return once I've got a bit more control over things and I can afford a bit of a break from all of this, but I won't be back online and posting regular-regular until the end of May after my exams

The good news is I'm taking two months properly off in the summer so you can bet your assess that's going to be a project finishing marathon!!

The Christmas fics are going on pause and will be re-released next year (I know, I suck, I'm so sorry for letting you all down) and I'm going to finish Flat Spin and Obvious by September and hopefully work through my request pile as we go from now onwards to keep me in the writing mindset

Anyway, I love and miss you guys like mad! I'm shocked by how much attention this blog is getting even when I'm not posting and I promise once I've got my real life together I will be back. In the meantime keep rereading and sending stuff in, I love hearing from you all!! <3

#iggytalks #iggy is TIRED #iggy misses her gremlins #honestly im okay #and im very very sorry for vanishing without warning #who knew final year of uni would be such hard work #doesn't help ive decided i wanna get mega high grades in my exams even though they're closed book and i have 0 recall skills #have literally spent the last 4 days totally hyperfixated on making my revision plan ive barely left my desk #excel spreadsheets hate me #my to do list is honestly like a foot long at any time its not that im ignoring you guys at all #also trying to get back into sport and reading as well as writing #im deeply offended by the lack of hours in the day #plus trying to see this new guy #which is very steamy and very exciting #have never done a casual relationship before and im enjoying it a lot #formula one #carlos sainz #flat spin #x men #charles xavier #james mcavoy #sebastian Vettel #f1 #x reader #sir lewis hamilton #smut #neurodivergent #my adhd really is showing atm #or as i like to say the ad really do be hding #just ignore me i need to go to bed

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tiredbuthappy · 2 years

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Ok guys so I have news for you-

As you all know, Champagne Problems is branching off into two series. What I have decided to do is post the Dan and Carlos parts at the same time so the reader can choose which way to go.

So I am sorry, but that means I will be posting the first part of Carlos and Dan's fics at the same time on Monday. I'm sorry for making you wait, but I promise to make it worth the wait!

In the meantime, I would love to maybe share a sneak peek of something new if you all would be interested!

#pls dont be mad #I just want people to be able to pick #or read both #but both will not be ready until monday #that was really my vision #of picking up the last chapter and being able to go straight into whichever choice you make #ok love you #carlos sainz jr #carlos sainz #daniel ricciardo #daniel ricciardo x reader #carlos sainz x reader #formula one x reader #formula 1 x reader

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theyluvkarolina · 1 month

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𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐓

Part 2 of `` 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍 ``

· . ୨��⭒๋࣭ ⭑ ` ` when you know, you know. ` ` ⊹ ‧₊˚

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 ୨୧ Being in love with your friend is the best! Until your wort dream comes true. However, there might be hope after all.

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 ୨୧ lando norris x friend!reader (one-sided love), carlos sainz x fem!reader

𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌 ୨୧ none!

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ୨୧ angstish…? (fluff for reader now!), sex jokes (i’m sorry I couldn’t help myself), GOOGLE TRANSLATED SPANISH!!

𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐏𝐎 ୨୧ Margaret - Lana Del Rey

𝐀/𝐍 ୨୧ Pt 2 is done! i love carlos and i stand by the fact he types emojis and uses them like a mom. also, oml, the amount of photos here is actually insane 😭😭

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Are you sure you want to block both Lando Norris and Bsf/N?

>No >Yes

Lando Norris and Bsf/N have been blocked.

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username1 get lando OUT of the likes 💀

username2 men have the absolute audacity

username3 imagine losing your friendship and treating a sweetest girl like shit. isn’t me but it is lando and Ex-Bsf/N 🤷‍♀️

lailahasanovic ✔︎ the hottest 😮‍💨

→ y/n.jpeg LOOK IN THE MIRROR 💕

lilymunihe ✔︎ she’s my gf guys!!

→ alex_albon ✔︎ uhm… i’m right here → lilymunihe ✔︎ and? → alex_albon ✔︎ wow. → georgerussell ✔︎ imagine your gf getting stolen by her own friend 😂 → y/n.jpeg carmen is next georgie boy. → carmenmundt ✔︎ 😳

(ex)ybsf_username wifey 🤍 🤍

→ y/n.jpeg ex-wife actually. → username4 TELL HER Y/N!! → username5 Y/N saying it how it is. → username6 ex-Bsf/N literally cannot read the room.

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y/n.jpeg girls night ❤️

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charles_leclerc ✔︎ still waiting for that pasta recipe 😓

→ alexandrasaintmleux char, i think there's a reason y/n isn’t giving it to you… → charles_leclerc ✔︎ what does that mean?! → alexandrasaintmleux i can’t say it i feel too bad 😞 → maxverstappen1 ✔︎ @ charles_leclerc you’re a shit cook. → charles_leclerc ✔︎ wow. thank you max. 😐 → alexandrasaintmleux still love you! 🩷 → charles_leclerc ✔︎ …je t'aime aussi 🫶

username7 anyone know the resturant??

y/n.jpeg it’s Truffle Bistrot in Monaco!

username8 has anyone else noticed how carlos has been constantly liking her photos? like as soon as Y/N posts??

→ usernme9 I THOUGHT I WAS THE ONLY ONE → username10 carlos will treat her right 100% → username11 better than lando ever would 😬

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y/n.jpeg ¡Hola Espana!

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carlossainz55 ✔︎ beautiful! 🤩

→ charles_leclerc ✔︎ 🤨 🤨

carlossainz55 ✔︎ although, madrid is a much better place in spain, I can give you a tour next time! 😊

→ username12 ARIANA WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE??? → username13 carlos making the moves??? → username14 HELP HE’S SUCH A MILLENNIAL → y/n.jpeg you say that as if you haven’t toured me around madrid when you were still at McLaren after the Spanish GP 🤔 → carlossainz55 yes but, it wasn’t just you and me 😉 → username15 AYO??? → username16 okay mr. sainz we see you → username17 he’s making the moves now that y/n isn’t crushing on lando 💀 → maxverstappen1 ✔︎ this was the worst flirting i’ve seen since charles and alexandra. → charles_leclerc ✔︎ enough of this 😞

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📍Madrid, Spain

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y/n.jpeg first date kinda nervous 😵‍💫

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username18 HELLO???

username18 this was not on my 2024 calendar.💀

username19 bro lando is gonna be LIVID.

username20 girl said “you date my bsf, i date yours” 😭

username21 SHE’S NOT EVEN HIDING IT

carlossainz55 ✔︎ hermosa ❤️

→ y/n.jpeg says the one with the best hair ever 🥴🥴 → carlossainz55 you flatter me too much 🙃

username22 kinda living for them together.

username23 better than Lando 🤷‍♀️

username24 hopped from one driver to another… not a good look 😬

→ username25 and lando hopped from one bsf to another??? not a good look for him 😬 😬

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y/n.jpeg 🎙️ switching sides 🗣️

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carlossainz55 ✔︎ you look better in red ❤️

y/n.jpeg oh hush you’re making me blush 😣

oscarpiastri ✔︎ kind of offended at the moment…

→ y/n.jpeg whoopsies… sorry osc!! you are still my favorite driver that mclaren 🫶 → oscarpiastri ✔︎ favorite? I’m honored. → username26 probably her favorite for a reason 💀

username27 they weren’t lying when they said “everyone is a ferrari fan”

username28 that carlos photo is literally a jumpscare 😞😞

→ y/n.jpeg he might be a jumpscare but he’s my jumpscare 🫶

charles_leclerc ✔︎ please stop flirting in the garage I don’t need to see this.

→ y/n.jpeg quiet. last time i checked my bf didn’t post a tik tok with THAT audio. → alexandrasaintmleux okay! that’s enough information!

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y/n.jpeg when he can cook >>>

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charles_leclerc ✔︎ this feels very targeted 😓😓

→ y/n.jpeg maybe it is → charles_leclerc ✔︎ is my cooking that bad 🙁 → alexandrasaintmleux well… you definitely improved! :) → username29 HELPPP ALEX 😭😭 → charles_leclerc ✔︎ @ alexandrasaintmleux who are you and what did you do to my alex.

username30 1/2 ferrari drivers being able to cook is a world record

→ y/n.jpeg thank god i have the one that can!! → alexandrasaintmleux 😅

4 months later…

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f1 Carlos Sainz wins in Singapore! His first Smoooooth Operation in Ferrari! 🌶️ 🏁

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username31 smooooooooooth operatorrrrr

username32 AS HE SHOULD ‼️

username33 ferrari's only hope this season 😭🙏

username34 someone besides Red Bull winning??

y/n.jpeg my boy ❤️

→ carlossainz55 mi amor 🫶 → username35 stop it they are so cute → username36 "my boy" 🥲 → username37 I still remember when lando was "her boy" 😕 → username38 lando is the past. Carlos is Y/N's present and future. leave Lando back.

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landonorris when i win podium >>>

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username39 ew a ex-Bsf/N sighting

username40 this did NOT eat

username41 i don’t want to see ex-Bsf/N bazongas 🙁

→ username42 BAZONGAS 💀💀

username43 i love the fact no one on the grid or the wags BESIDES ex-Bsf/N liked this post 😭

username44 as they should tbh 🙏🙏

username45 HE-HE-HELL NAH 🗣️ 🔥🚨 🔥🚨 🔥🚨🗣️‼️

mclaren ✔︎ 😬

→ username46 EVEN MCLAREN DISAPPROVES

(ex)ybsf_username my boy ❤️

→ username47 I KNOW SHE DID NOT JUST SAY THAT. → username48 NO WAY SHE TOOK Y/N NICKNAME FOR LANDO NOW TOO…

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y/n.jpeg when MY BOY finishes 1st on and off the track 🤭 >>>

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username49 MISS GIRL.

username50 WE DID NOT NEED TO SEE THIS

username51 THE CARLOS CRUMBS

username52 CARLOS CRUMBS??? THE Y/N CRUMBS ARE INSANE

username53 THIS IS DEFINITELY A CLAP BACK AT THE LANDO POST 😭

charles_leclerc ✔︎ ENOUGH OF THIS.

→ carlossainz55 is it wrong to show a certain someone what he’s missing? 😅 → charles_leclerc ✔︎ NOT AT ALL BUT NOT LIKE THIS

lilymunihe there are kids here 😕

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landonorris podiummmm babbbbyyyyy 🏆

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username54 no ex-Bsf/N?

username55 after the fight i’m not surprised about a no ex-Bsf/N post 😬

username56 FIGHT???

→ username57 you didn’t hear? apparently, lando never liked ex-Bsf/N and they started fighting about Y/N and what happened to her… it’s definitely a “holy shit” moment …

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ENG: (My dear ❤️ Always grateful that such a bad event has brought us together as far as we are today. Wouldn't change it for the world!)

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