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carboysandbikemen · 1 year

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can you write something about how easily the drivers get jealous, maybe because they saw you talking to another driver and flirting with them. but they won't say anything until you get home and show you who you belong to

please I'm desperate and love jealously-sex 🙏

This made us so insane we did it in two parts because we got so caught up in dom drivers getting jel (-🐝) and ALSO sub drivers getting jel about you flirting with other people (-🐻).

Part 1- Dom Drivers (see below for sub drivers)

Lewis- You'd be able to tell Lewis was jealous as soon as you made eye contact with him, his eyebrow raised as if to say 'Are you really doing this right now?' It's a bit of a game to you and it's fun to push him a little but not too far. Just enough to make him want to push you to your knees and make you choke on his cock until you cant help but cry, telling you how well you take it and how good you look on your knees for him. He wouldn't really expect you to tell him how good he is, he just needs to prove it to you while occasionally telling you that you were made to take his cock and no one else would satisfy you like he can.

George- George would look over at you, jaw clenched and eyes dark. Oh you'd know he was pissed off with you for sure, but you'd also know he was trying not to let it show, trying not to be that guy- but he just can’t help it. He just gets so pissed off at the thought of anyone touching you but him. Dom George would turn it into a bit of a scene, he'd clear it with you first of course, but then he'd make you kneel and be a good little slut for him. He'd tie you up and then edge you until tears are slipping down your cheeks, bringing you to the edge and back and making you repeat over and over that you don't need anyone but him until you can barely form a sentence. Only then will he finally let you come. Afterwards as you're snuggled up against him and he's giving you aftercare, you'd reassure him that he really has nothing to worry about and he'd smirk, cockily, and say: "Oh, I know that."

Charles- Charles wouldn't make a scene in the moment, he'd act like it doesn't bother him at all, like he's the most comfortable secure man in the room. Then, later when you're alone he'd play with you and fuck you until you come, then go again and again, overstimulating you to prove a point. Telling you while he does that no one can make you come like he can because no one knows your body this well, no one can take care of you like he can. You don't have to reassure him, he doesn't make you say it, but he needs you to hear it.

Fernando- Fernando, however, would not wait. He'd drag you into the nearest closet or bathroom or anything vaguely private and fuck you until you're almost crying, making you tell him how much you want him, how much you need him, how much better he is than anyone else you've ever been with. Everything he'd do to you he'd get you to tell him that he's the only one that gets you off like he can. He'd play with you and make you come on his cock, not caring about how much noise you make and who might hear, as long as you know (and tell him) who it is that can really make you scream. He'd also make you walk back out into whatever party you're at with his come dripping out of you into your underwear and not let you clean it up until later as a reminder.

Daniel- Unlike the rest of the time (when you can't shut him up) Daniel wouldn't want you to reassure him, he wouldn't make you tell him how good he is or feel the need to tell you how he's the only one he can make you come. Instead, he would just pull you into the bedroom as soon as he can, and absolutely fuck the shit out of you. It's the most intense sex you guys have and he would absolutely give you love bites along your collar bone so everyone can see you're his.

Sebastian- "You know he can't fuck you like I can right?" Unlike the others, Seb is really very secure as a person and in your relationship. He is, however, a cheeky fucker who will absolutely have fun with it He will pretend to be annoyed, but you can tell it's all a game to him and he loves it. It would be the most fun sex you'd ever have.

Extras:

Mark Webber: Mark would pin you to the bed and fuck you harder than he's ever fucked you in his life. He'd bite your shoulder and rail you while telling you "You're mine."

Carlos- Dd/lg vibes for days. That is all.

Part 2- Sub Drivers

Lewis- Let's be real, Lewis is really needy. Lewis loves the praise and the attention and knowing how obsessed you are with him. If he sees you even laugh with someone else he's frowning and you can't wait to push him gently into the sheets and reassure him. Call him your babygirl and tell him that you don't need anything but him laid out for you to play with and you've got him back again. Still, you cant help but continue with it, teasing him and kissing his body, worshipping him and edging him until he's desperate and ready all for you.

Charles- If he saw you flirting with someone else he would get a bit pouty and baby about it. You can tell he's upset by how he gets a little bit quiet. You'd try get out of him what’s wrong, and he'd try to insist that it's nothing, really it’s nothing at all. He'd be quite needy but still wouldn't tell you. You'd have to fuck him first, get him all needy and desperate for you before you get it out of him. Then, obviously you'd need to reassure him with lots of affection and touch and praise.

Twink!Nando- Nando is absolutely insulted that you'd even think to possibly flirt with anyone but him when he's right there ready to receive your attention. He'd grab your hand or come in a bit closer to you in the moment but when you're home he'd avoid you, brushing you off as punishment for your audacity. You'd have to win him over with praise and cooking etc, or take the easier route and pin him to the wall and kiss him until he's whining into your mouth, putting your knee between his thighs so you can feel him break and start to grind against you. He'd still be a bit bratty, so you'd have to fuck him well and good until he's chanting your name.

Twink!Seb- Honestly, the audacity that you would even think to fuck someone else, especially especially when you didn't also invite them along for a threesome, god. You'd let him have his fun pretending to be upset, letting him prove a point to you by letting him ride you and take what he wants, before flipping him and railing that boy until he's crying and sobbing into you as you praise him. He needs a lot of praise. He loves hearing how well he's doing and how good he's being for you and you can't help but slip in how you don't need anyone else when you have all of this, but really Seb knows that anyways.

Fabio- Fab would get really whiny and touchy, closing whatever gap there was between you so that he's crowded up into your space. He’d be all pouty and look at you with those big brown eyes and you'd just know that you need to look after him because he’s absolutely not discreet about the fact that he needs your attention right this second. Once you get him home, it's all about praise, praise, and more praise as you fuck him into the bed. He’s your good boy, and there’s nobody else for you. There would be lots of cuddles afterwards, obviously very important for him.

Nico Rosberg- Nico is such a little attention whore baby, so obviously he'd be so upset and jealous. He'd be such a little brat to cover it up though because he can't let you know he's upset about it. Simply couldn't possibly admit that to you. You'd have to rail that boy so hard and so well, preferably while edging him until he cries for you, until he understands that it means nothing. You wouldn't have to verbally reassure him, just fuck him and hold him close to you, but it also wouldn't help to throw some praise at him. Needy baby energy. Lots of physical touch.

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lxndonorris · 1 year

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bumpy ride - Fabio Quartararo

Y/N x Fabio Quartararo Theme: Smutish, Teasing, Touching after his little rodeo on track, his crotch is a little sore, with him asking for a helping hand x word count: 1380+

As long as you're dating Fabio, joining him in the paddock for the race weekends is one of your favorite things in the world. Watching him speed around the track, you feel a similar rush of adrenaline pulsate through your body. The excitement, the velocity, the roaring of his Yamaha, all of this makes it even better. Today, you're watching the training session, while Fabio is adjusting himself and the bike to the track. However, there seems to be a bump on the road, with a few riders making a quick jump. And Fabio hits it as well.

You are watching his body lifting for a mere inch before he pulls himself into the saddle again, and the impact looked a little painful. Fabio's groin hits his bike, and instantly, you can feel the pain he must be feeling. Cringing quickly, you watch the screen as the camera shifts toward the front view. Fabio bends forwards, presumably letting out a low groan while reaching for his dick. All of the guys around you do a similar noise, with a few of them mirroring his movements.

Now, you're watching him entering the garage, after finishing a few more laps. Fabio jumps off his bike, and immediately, his mechanics comfort him, patting his back and chest tenderly, as he mutters a few words to them. Then, he turns his head towards you, and you can tell his facial expression even through his helmet, just by the way he handles himself. He walks towards you, taking his helmet off, while you bite your lower lip, holding back a coy smirk. One of his team takes his helmet, pats him on the back again, and tells him to take a quick break while they'll analyze his performance.

With a huge grin, sweaty hair, and wearing his leather suit, boots, and gloves, he places his hands at your waist, gently pulling you into him, kissing you lovingly. At the same time, you place both hands on his firm chest, to steady yourself, as you embrace his lips on yours. "You did so well." You say once you separate, causing him to smile even brighter. "Thank you." He says, his voice huskier than usual, and you can tell he is a little exhausted.

Then, however, you cannot help yourself and run a hand across his chest, enjoying the feeling of leather rubbing against the palm of your hands. "Everything okay?" You mouth silently, trying your best not to draw any attention from the masses of people hustling all around you. His eyes widen slightly, and his face flushes with even more color, his cheeks turning bright red. "You saw it, didn't you." He breathes deeply before he closes his eyes for just a second. "We all did." You have a look around, and Fabio does the same. "Fuck." He exhales and slowly regains his composure.

You stroke his chest gently as he leans into you, whispering in your ear. "I could need a hand." Fabio's breath burns on your skin, the hair on the back of your neck shooting up. "To confirm, he's okay." He holds back a breathless moan, causing you to look down, catching one of his hands quickly brushing over his crotch. Tilting your head, you lift your chin to meet his gaze. "Right here?" You shrug, causing his mouth to morph into a playful smirk. "Y/N, you're naughty." He licks his lips, and takes his gloves off quickly, before grabbing your waist again with his hand caressing your waistline. "But I know a better place." Fabio nods, takes your hand, and leads you out of the back of the Yamaha garage, into a more secluded corner of the paddock.

Behind a makeshift wall, a few stacks of tires, and without anyone running around, he turns around, still smirking deviously. "You're hurt?" You say softly, taking a step towards him, placing one hand on his lower arm, the other right on his chest again. "I am." He pouts and nods, one of his hands mirroring yours, his fingertips brushing over your arm. "Aw. Poor you." You say, so softly your voice is nearly unhearable. Lovingly, you draw circles across his chest, while he embraces your hand on his body. Fabio grabs your waist with one hand. "You want me to look?" You smile comfortingly, and Fabio nods again, this time, he can't hide the huge smirk spreading across his whole face.

Gently, carefully even, you start to unzip his suit, exposing his well-formed bare chest. Fabio's eyes follow every move of your hand closely, while his hands slowly encompass parts of your body. You're standing right in front of him now, his upper suit wide open, and you stroke his chest again, this time, using your fingertips to tease him. Fabio's body shivers slightly once you stroke his pecs, his erect nipples, and further down, tracing the visible outlines of his abs with all of your fingers. "This feels good. Mhm." He purrs, raising his head to meet your eyes once more. "Good." You breathe deeply, letting your other hand run across his chest as well, but this time, you go even further down to his crotch. At first, you touch him through his suit, and yet, he flinches. "Fuck." A soft moan turns into a coy giggle, as he regains his composure very quickly.

"Does it hurt?" You say, leaning into him, one hand stroking his chest, the other now gently brushing over his crotch. "A little, yeah." He takes a deep breath, his eyes now stuck on yours. "Come here." You say softly, kissing him right on the lips. He instantly embraces your body again, his hands now on your waist, steady yourself against his body. Fabio moans softly into your mouth as you stroke his now bulging dick some more. After a few more kisses, you pull away, the feeling of his lips still lingering on yours.

"Feel better?" You say comfortingly, your hands still caressing his beautiful body. Fabio nods happily, and takes your hand from his chest, intertwining his fingers with yours. "Thank you." He smiles and kisses you again. You smile and feel his other hand now stroking the small of your back tenderly. "Anytime." Tilting your head slightly, you enjoy the feeling of his hands on your body, and you can tell he feels the same. The whole time, you've been teasing him through his leather suit, and there is no hiding it right now.

All of his muscles are bulging against his clothes, his nipples are hard and his whole body is tensing still. A part of you would love to take him right now, right here, and by the way, his eyes light up, his expression shifts, and you can tell he's holding back himself. Carefully, you reach for his bare chest again, with him lowering his head to watch your hand, your fingers make contact with his skin again, when you hear someone approaching the two of you from behind. "There you are." It's Tom, one of his oldest and closest friends, who you are very close to as well. Both of you freeze instantly, watching Tom's face go through several expressions before his mouth turns into a knowing smile.

"Did I interrupt anything?" He holds back a mischievous smirk, and you shake your head nervously. "Nope, we're good." You say and Fabio shrugs. "Yeah, uh, you were looking for me?" He stutters slightly, and Tom just giggles for a second, before he points at the two of you. "Yeah, but you finish whatever you were doing, and be back in five for a few more laps." His face shifts between Fabio's and yours. "We weren't.." Fabio tries to explain himself but Tom raises a finger before he lets his gaze wander all over Fabios tensed body.

"Five minutes." He says, and the three of you share a laugh. "Thanks, Tom." Fabio growls, and you do the same, watching him leave you alone again. You turn to meet Fabio's gaze, and slowly close his suit. "How about we finish this tonight?" Smirking, you pat his chest lovingly. Now, he tilts his head teasingly. "We better do that." He licks his lips, reaches for his dick once, grabbing himself firmly before he leads you back to the garage.

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marquez-junky8920 · 2 years

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Would you to do promt 13 smut with Fabio please?

Christening

Moving is stressful... And try packing up almost an entire house by yourself while your husband is away from home traveling the world for his job. It was an exhausting job! But thankfully, Fabio was now home and could help do some of the heavy lifting of the boxes and the furniture into the moving trucks.

'Okay, kitchen is packed and in the truck. Should we get the mattress from the bed and take the bed apart? You said you wanted to spend tonight in the new house.' Fabio panted, hands on his hips as he wiped sweat from his forehead. You had to restrain yourself from feeling the v-line and abs that peeked out from underneath his shirt as he brought it to his forehead.

'Yeah. Let's do that. But let's do a water break first, yeah?' You said, wiping your own forehead to keep from having sweat drip into your eyes. You walked to the fridge and grabbed a couple of water bottles that you'd put in there earlier in anticipation of it being extremely hot while you moved things. "Also, remind me again why we decided to move in the dead of summer?" You panted, tossing your husband his water bottle and watching him chug almost the whole thing before he responded.

'We're fucking idiots. That's why.' He laughed, throwing the water bottle in the trash bag that was on the floor.

'Good point. Never thought of that one.' You chuckled, walking down the hallway to the master bedroom and assessing the bed you both had to take apart.

'If you grab my tools, I can take this apart and you can start on the bathroom.' He suggested.

'Are you sure?'

'Yes my love. I only have one tool to take all this apart, so it's kind of a one person job anyway.'

'I'd be good eye candy though.' You flirted, walking to the closet to grab his toolbag that he needed to take the bed apart.

'You make it sound to tempting to have you be my cheerleader. Although other things may come up that delay said taking apart of the bed.' he chuckled, grabbing the heavy toolbag from you and pulling you closer to him by your waist. He kissed your lips and smacked your ass before letting you go to walk to the bathroom and start packing.

About an hour later, the bathroom was packed with Fabio's help. Taking apart the bed went by far quicker than expected, so he pitched in and helped pack the rest of the items in the bathroom.

'Last part, the mattress.' He huffed, walking back in the house with you. You'd loaded up all of the bathroom boxes and pieces to the bed, now you just had the mattress left to put in the truck and that would finish your last load of the day.

'Ugh... I hate moving that fucking mattress.' A tired groan fell from your lips as you trudged behind him.

'We can just slide it on the tile and then pick it up to carry it through the garage and into the truck. Do you want to walk forward or backward?' He asked, standing the mattress up from it leaning on the wall.

'Either one sucks, but I'll walk forward.' You said, wiping more sweat from your brow before grabbing hold of the king sized mattress and sliding it through the house.

'Alright. Ready to lift?'

'Never.' Fabio laughed at your unamused response.

'1, 2, 3!' You both lifted the mattress together and waddled it to the truck, only setting it down when you got to the cargo door. Fabio stepped up into the truck and gripped the handle on the mattress (thank god that was there, because it would be immovable otherwise).

'Please be careful.' You said, ready to push up to get the mattress into the truck while he pulled it from the ground. He took a few breaths before pulling up as you pushed from the back to slide it. He grunted loudly, but the mattress was finally in the truck and leaned against the wall. Fabio jumped down and grabbed the strap to close the back of the truck before he locked it and caught his breath for a moment.

'I was built for endurance training, not strength. I fucking hate that thing.' He panted out a laugh as he watched you lay on the cool garage floor like a starfish.

'Let's get this to the new house so we can at least unload the bathroom stuff and the mattress.' He said, holding his hand out for you to take. You both loaded up in the truck and drove off to your new house. You felt a giddy feeling in your stomach on the drive over there. With you and Fabio being newly married, you felt like this was a new chapter of your lives together as one. A new house that was all yours as a couple and the first tangible thing that you and him bought together. You couldn't wait to start this new chapter of life with your handsome husband.

'Okay let's do the mattress first and get it over with. We're just gonna sleep on the mattress on the floor tonight because I'm not putting that frame together tonight.'

'You got it. Let's get this over with.' You said, clapping your hand with his as he opened the back of the truck. You squealed when the door opened and the mattress came falling at your face. Fabio ducked his head and you jumped backwards as the mattress plopped on the ground. With both of your jaws dropped, you looked at each other and just started laughing.

'Well, it did half the work for us.' Fabio shrugged and stood it up on its side before getting into position to walk backwards into the house. Still laughing, you tried your hardest to help but just couldn't stop the giggles that fell from you. Fabio stopped and smiled at you while shaking his head.

'Can we get this over with please?' He sighed with a blissful smile on his face.

'Y-yes. I'm sorry. I'm delirious right now.' You said, trying your hardest to hold in the laughter and finally succeeding. After the mattress was moved into the master bedroom, you pushed it to lay flat on the floor and went to grab the boxes of bathroom stuff from the back of the truck. Fabio grabbed your arm lightly.

'Hey, you sit and relax. I got the rest of the stuff." he said softly, kissing your hair before walking off.

'Pizza?'

'What?' He looked over his shoulder at you.

'Do you want pizza for dinner? We need to eat at some point.'

'Oh god yes please. Pizza sounds orgasmic right now.' He groaned as you followed him back to the truck to grab your wallet from the front seat.

'Are you saying that pizza gives you better orgasms than I do?' You challenged.

'There's never been any competition there and there never will be.' He smirked before hopping into the truck to grab the boxes. A few minutes later, the pizza was ordered and the wait wasn't very long. Thank god because you were both starving.

'Do you want to take a shower with me? We both need it.' You said, taking out all of the necessary things to shower.

'Yes. I can smell myself and it's not pleasant. I don't know how you've tolerated me this far.' He joked, grabbing towels from the box.

'It comes with the territory.' You teased, watching his jaw drop in feign offense. He got in the shower behind you and ogled at the space. It was a walk in shower that had 2 showerheads. Almost like a his and hers side and that was wonderful. There was nothing worse than taking a shower in a cramped space with no room to move.

'God I love this house.' He sighed under the warm water washing the sweat and dirt off of his skin.

'Me too. I can't wait until we get everything moved and setup. It's going to look amazing in here.' You could already imagine how the bedroom would be arranged. And the kitchen. Oh, and the spare bedroom for when family would come to visit! So many ideas were now running through your head...

The shower lasted a bit longer, only cut short by your stomach rumbling while Fabio was kissing your neck and running his hands along your wet breasts.

'Someone's hungry.' He chuckled, kissing your lips one last time before turning off the shower and grabbing your towel then his. Just then, the doorbell rang and you looked at each other.

'I can't answer the door!' You shrieked and watched him throw clothes all over the floor until he found a pair of shorts. He ran for the front door and grabbed the pizza delivery before coming back to the bathroom to finish.

'Goods are secured.'

'Awww babe...' You said in a voice that made Fabio stop and wonder what happened.

'What?'

'The plates are in a box buried inside the fucking truck.' You groaned.

'Love... That's what the pizza box is for. We can just eat out of that and call it good.' He said, coming over to kiss your lips and hover over them for a moment. 'I love you, wife.'

You couldn't help the smile that came to your face. 'I love you too, husband.'

'Let's go eat!' He said after you put your clothes on. Since no other furniture was moved into the house yet, he went and grabbed the pizza and 2 water bottles before walking back into the bedroom to you.

'Oooo that smells so good.' You could practically feel your stomach clawing it's way out of your body at the sight of what was probably the cheesiest pizza you'd ever seen in your life. Fabio setup his phone on the bed and played a show that you had been binge-watching together while you ate together.

By the time you finished, the entire pizza was gone thanks to the work of you and your husband's hungry stomachs. He put the empty box on the floor beside the bed and leaned back on the wall while you laid your head in his lap. You felt your eyelids turn as heavy as lead but Fabio's voice broke the silence over the show.

'Hey babe?'

'Hm?' You hummed, keeping your eyes closed but raising your eyebrows to show your interest.

'What do you say we christen the house tonight?' He suggested.

'...What?' You turned to look up at him. You didn't realize what he was talking about until you saw the shit eating grin on his face.

'You have the energy after today?' You asked.

'When it comes to you, always. Plus, it's been a long day, why don't we help each other out?' He smirked, slowly bringing his hand to the collar of the shirt you wore.

'I don't see why not.' You giggled when he tossed his phone on the floor, show still playing, as he pounced on top of you and began placing kisses all over your face. Eventually they slowed down and ended with a final kiss on your lips that turned into the best makeout session of your life. Fabio was one to always be slow and taunting with his kisses and you absolutely went crazy for them. He would explore your mouth with his tongue and nibble lightly on your lips just as he finished and went down to your neck. It made goosebumps rise along your entire body.

You let your hands roam along his arms and abs, silently thanking him for not putting a shirt back on after the shower. You could feel his hardening cock against your thigh and it twitched lightly when your nails scraped gently across his chest while he kissed you. He moved his hips in a way that aligned him perfectly with your slit and began thrusting, his tip hitting your clothed clit with each pass over. Whimpers fell effortlessly from your lips at the sensation and he broke the kiss to mouth at your neck for a moment. His tongue was always dangerous... He swirled it around just a few times before taking the skin of your neck between his teeth and nibbling lightly. He then drug his tongue from the valley of your breasts over to your left nipple, taking the hardened tip between his teeth and wrapping his lips around it to suck harshly. Your back arched into his touch and your hand came to play with the hair at the nape on his tan neck.

Luckily, you only put on a large t-shirt after your shower, so it made Fabio's job much much easier as he stripped you of your shirt and had you laying completely naked before him. He went right back down to your chest before placing languid kisses down your stomach and to the apex of your thighs. He situated himself with your legs over his shoulders and his arms wrapped around your thighs to where his hands could hold your hips down while he ate his favorite snack.

'God I love this view. I'm a lucky man.' He said lowly, slowly licking his way from your entrance up to your clit. He closed his lips around your clit and flicked his tongue at such a rapid pace that had you seeing stars quicker than ever before.

'Oh! Fuck, right there...' You sighed, arching your back as your hands went right for his blonde tipped hair to pull at it. He tightened his arms around your thighs so that you couldn't move away from him and began sucking even harder than before, loving the way that your body was contorting from the pleasure already. He laced his fingers with one of your hands as his other one inserted two fingers inside of you, curling them in a come hither motion. He knew that got your legs shaking pretty quickly.

'Oh my god I love your tongue. So good...' You chanted, gripping the sheets beneath you. Your hips moved in tandem with his fingers curling inside you and he held his mouth open while you slid your pussy against his tongue. 'Don't stop, please. Please don't stop.'

'Mm... I love it when you beg for me, love.' He smirked, blowing cool air onto your clit before flicking his tongue along it again.

'Oh god, right there! Fuck... I'm so close.' You whined out, arching your back when he pulled his fingers from you and spread your lips open. His tongue had no barriers to encounter now as he has you spread open for him. It seemed like he was spelling out the alphabet on your clit because he was absolutely driving you mad with that tongue of his. You felt the burning in your stomach become unbearable and felt the tension build and build and build until finally, it snapped. Your body tensed up, thighs closing around his head as his arms came to hold them tightly again. He continued to lap at your clit to ride you through your orgasm, only stopping when you pawed at his hair to pull him away since you were so sensitive.

'I love you.' You whispered before kissing his lips, tasting yourself on his tongue. You moaned into the kiss and reached down to slowly pull his shorts down to release his now leaking cock. As weird as it sounds, you'd never been with a man with as pretty of a dick as Fabio had. Not very many dicks are pretty, but somehow his was.

'Condom or no?' He asked, always the polite gentleman no matter the place or time.

'Does getting a condom require you to get up from the bed?'

'Yes. They're in my wallet.'

'Then fuck it. I don't care.' You sighed, meeting his lips once more and sighing when you felt him run his tip along your slit again. You'd never had sex with him without a condom before, much less another man. Feeling the skin to skin contact felt foreign, but extremely satisfying. It was almost like it brought you closer to him in a way.

He kneeled back on his knees and took hold of his cock, rubbing it through your soaked pussy and loving the way it coated him so easily. He slid it down one last time before putting it at your entrance and pushing himself into you. The feeling of him not having a condom on made you both moan in pleasure. With you already so wet, it didn't take him long to find a rhythm with you.

'Fuck you feel so good wrapped around me.' He groaned, nipping at the skin on your shoulder before bringing you into a kiss. He grabbed your throat and lightly applied pressure as he pulled away, his pace increasing as he did so. Skin slapping was echoing through the room and the lewd sound just made the puddle between your legs that much worse. Or better in Fabio's case.

'Oh my god yes, yes, yes...' You whined loudly, hearing your own strained voice as he choked you.

'Yeah? You love it when my hand is on your throat, don't you, cherie?' He smirked down at you as his other hand came to grab a handful of your breast and play with your nipple.

'Yes! I fucking love it, yes.'

'That's my good girl.' He bent down and mouthed at your neck for a moment before whispering in your ear. 'Get in doggy for me.'

He didn't have to tell you twice... You turned over onto your stomach, ass in the air and chest on the bed and you heard him curse to himself at the wetness now running down your thighs.

'You're so wet baby.' He said, running his fingers on your slit and watching your hips twitch. You'd already had one orgasm and he could tell you were close to another one. 'And sensitive too. Are you getting close?'

'Yes. Please Fabio... Please make me cum.' You begged, pushing your ass back against him hearing him chuckle darkly. He pushed himself back inside of you and a loud moan escaped from your mouth at the new feeling from this position.

'Oh fuck... You're so deep baby.' You sighed, sitting up on your hands and groaning when he took a handful of your hair.

'Moan for me. Let me know how good I'm treating this pussy.' He grunted, looking down at your body and where you were connected to him. Jesus... He couldn't last much longer with your ass up in the air for him. That was his ultimate weakness and it made him cum fast every single time.

'I love your dick. I love how you fuck me baby.' You whined, a squeal falling from your lips when he spanked you. He then wrapped his arm around your front, snaking his hand down to your clit and rubbing harsh circles on it.

'Oh! I l-love your fingers. I love you Fabio. Oh my fucking god!'

'Good girl. I can feel you getting tighter. Come on, cum for me. Cum on my dick.' He taunted, nipping at your shoulder blade as he watched your body shiver from oversensitivity. A string of moans dropped from your mouth as he continued to rub your clit while you came undone for him. He watched your delicate fingers grip the sheets, almost tearing hole in them while he continued his now shaky thrusts.

'Fuck you're gonna make me cum love.' He groaned, gasping at the end when you purposely tightened yourself around him. That was all he needed before he was tapping your thigh to rollover so that he could cum on your chest. Your hand came to stroke him through his orgasm, watching as his head was thrown back in pleasure and his abs contract with each white rope he released onto your chest. He looked down at you just in time to see you run a finger over your chest and lick his release like candy off of your finger. His eyes went about ten shades darker when he watched you do that.

'We already need to shower again, so shower sex is definitely happening.' He chuckled, grabbing your hand to help you off the bed and smacking your ass as you walked to the shower.

The irony in him saying "christen the house"... What you two did for the rest of the night was anything but holy...

END

#motogp #fabio quartararo #fabio quartararo smut #motogp smut #smut

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schumi-nadal · 5 months

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So, I wrote a Mabio one-shot… 👀

If anyone wants to read it, here it is 😂

#first time I wrote about MotoGP #and first time I wrote a lemon/smut #so I hope it’s not that bad #even if my soulmate Mira says she loved it 😂🥰#fabio quartararo #marc marquez #mabio #motogp rpf #ao3

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charlywrites · 2 years

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hi, the name’s charly and this blog contains all my f1 and motogp related fics.

my favs are, in orders, lewis hamilton, charles leclerc and george russell. Obviously, I’m rooting for team mercedes.

As for motogp, I support Fabio Quartararo and Marc Marquez.

I’ll be taking requests for most of the drivers on the grid and won’t set any kind of rules besides that I don’t write smut and I’ll allow myself to decline a request I’m not comfortable writing. <3

here’s my masterlist.

- lewis hamilton

- charles leclerc

- george russell

- sergio pérez

- lando norris

- esteban ocon

- daniel ricciardo

- max verstappen

- pierre gasly

#f1 x reader #lewis hamilton x reader #lando norris x reader #charles leclerc x reader #george russell x reader #daniel ricciardo x reader #max verstappen x reader #toto wolff x reader

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r69per-luvr · 9 months

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❝﹙🖇﹚:; about me + guidelines ⑅⋅₊

MAIN INFO — !?

day . daydream . reaper ☆ female . she/they ☆ 19 . 06/24 ☆ pan . poly . greyace ☆ single 😔

DNI + BYF — !?

☆ dni homophobic , racist , sexist , transphobic , ect ect

☆ dni any kind of toxic fan

☆ just as long as you are a good person we're all good

☆ i am very strong on upholding my boundaries, so please beware, i won't take it lightly if you disrespect mine or any of my mutals boundaries

☆ i am in fact a die hard marc marquez fan. ofc i respect and am also a fan of rossi, but i do favor marc. though i want nothing to do with the drama and i have no specific opinion on the matter. because of this, i refuse to listen to anyone puting down either rider around me. so please, refrain from mentioning any of it.

☆ ^ this also applies to anyone on the f1 grid, or any motorsport i support. just please refrain from arguing about who is better or who deserves what. you have every right to have an opinion, but please don't argue about it with me or on my blog pls. i refuse to tolerate it.

REQUEST RULES — !?

☆ please be patient when it comes to me writing. my motivation comes and goes and life ofc happens. but i will always try my best to write / reply quickly <3

☆ i do not write smut at all. i may write suggestive stuff, but i do not write anything too explicit. it just isn't something i'm comfortable with writing.

☆ if a request makes me uncomfortable i will just ignore it

☆ please, please, please respect my boundaries, and double check every now and then what i am and am not comfortable. things may change, and i'd hate to ignore a request cause of a misunderstanding.

☆ i don't feel comfortable with writing anything that puts the riders / drivers in a super toxic view

☆ i will not write anything about p3dophilia , explicit sa , s3lf h@ rm , and suicide

☆ please do not be afraid to ask me if i'm comfortable with something if you are unsure. i promise i'm very understanding

☆ i write and make moodboards, so don't be afraid to request either

WHO I WRITE FOR — !?

motogp enea bastianini , fabio quartararo , marc marquez , marco bezzecchi , takaaki nakagami , alex marquez

formula sports lewis hamilton , george russell , charles leclerc , carlos sainz , max verstappen , daniel ricciardo , yuki tsunoda , nyck de vries , liam lawson , pierre gasly , lando norris , oscar piastri , alex albon , mick schumacher , paul aron , arthur leclerc , ollie bearman

note i make moodboards for basically anyone

#about me #guidelines #f1 #motogp

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wolfinakut0 · 2 years

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JEALOUSY, JEALOUSY - Fabio Quartararo

where your rival, whom you hate, wins a race instead of you (and wins over your body in the same night)

2,9k words

warnings: NSFW, choking, hair pulling, terribly written smut, bad french, orgasm denial and some hate secks :)

Jealousy, jealousy was something you’d pride yourself on standing above, never letting it affect you, not out in the paddock, not at home or whenever you’d be out with your friends. That was until last week

After the race in Portugal you and the Repsol Team were celebrating the podium for your Team - second place wasn’t too bad and since the Marquez brothers took P6 and P7 you could say it was a great race for Honda overall. However instead of enjoying the night like everyone else was, you couldn’t keep your mind off of him. Fabio, that bastard who took first place, only half a second in front. It’s still been crazy - the amount of space the two of you managed to put in between the rest on track was remarkable. That didn’t stop you from feeling like you failed yourself. The two of you had been going head to head this whole season, standing next to each other on the podium more often than not. You hated his guts - and so did he. Glares from across the track and snarky remarks whenever you’d get too close were nothing out of the ordinary, and everyone knew.

Today wasn’t any different. most of the teams went to the exclusive afterparty at a nearby club and yours wasn’t any different - so along you went.

“C’mon, we don’t have all day - how can it take you so long to get ready?” asked Marc from outside your motohome. “Black or white?” was all you’d answer, still not able to decide between the rather short dresses you had sprawled out on top of your bed, the black one being much more skimpy compared to the white one. “Black - now hurry or we’ll be late!” Pleased by the option he’d picked, you quickly got dressed and stumbled outside, grabbing a team jacked on the way out for later. Marc already waiting, you two were close friends ever since you were racing for the same Moto2 Team way back when. “Lookin good” - “Not too shabby yourself” you remarked.

The evening went by pretty much without anything special happening. Already a bit drunk you were enjoying yourself with the rest of your team, your disappointment slipping to the very back of your head. That was until a certain someone crossed your sights. Fabio was reeking of arrogance across the entire club you thought, your expression immediately darkening as you glared daggers at the frenchman. “This fucking asshole…” You couldn’t keep your focus off of him until his dark eyes met yours, a smirk forming on his lips. “Fuck you” You mouthed at him, the music too loud and distance too great for him to actually be able to hear you. He only held up his middle finger in response. “He is so full of himself” You muttered to Marc who was standing beside you and watched the whole scene unfold in amusement. “I just think someone’s jealous~” He almost hummed, leaning in so you could hear him over the music. Your eyes never left Fabios though, who’s eyes seemed to darken with Marc being this close to you.

The two of you looked like you had something going on, you’d been told that by different people at different occasions constantly - which wasn’t true at all, although you were really close, it had always been purely platonic for the both of you and neither of you would want it otherwise. However this wasn’t as clear to Fabio, who was now staring at Marquez instead of you. If looks could kill the Spaniard would have dropped dead at that very moment. You never saw Fabio look at anyone like that, the tension between you and him had always been there and yet still, it was different than that.

While you were clearly jealous of Fabio and his skill, he seemed to be jealous of Marc right now - for a very different reason though.

Marc gripped your arm to get your attention. “We’ll get you something to drink and some fresh air or else I think this might escalate a little.” Reluctantly you turned your gaze toward Marc, nodding in defeat as you knew he was right and following him to the bar. Swiftly moving through the crowd you managed to make it to the bar without much trouble, sitting down as Marc gets you a glass of water. Fabio had lost sight of you at that point, fuming at the thought of you leaving the club to go with Marc and do god knows what.

After getting you some water Marc took you to the back of the Club, going to the outside area where you two were alone. You had grabbed your Honda jacket and thrown it on so you wouldn’t be too cold as you sat on one of the benches where Marc stood next to you. “Thanks Marc, but you can go back inside. I don’t need any supervision and you should celebrate with your brother and the team.” Marc gave you a crooked smile and sighed, “Don’t do anything stupid, okay? Can’t have you causing trouble over your hurt ego.” You were a bit taken aback but nodded slowly. Although you never admitted you ever were jealous you did have to admit you’d sometimes act a bit impulsive. He was right though and you knew it. “I just need a minute to myself, I won’t cause any trouble, okay?” You assured him to which he sighed again and gave you his stupid smile, the one you grew to know so well. After that Marc went back inside. And left you to your thoughts.

Fabio noticed Marc coming inside again but no sign of you anywhere, his jealousy getting the better of him he excused himself and went to look for you out back. No matter how much he loved seeing you angry, knowing he beat you to first yet again, he also needed to know he was the one you’d be getting yourself all worked up over.

Stepping outside the building the cold air hit his skin in a soft breeze as his eyes were searching for yours. “Oh what I’d do to that bastards face if he looks at me again with that fucking grin…” You muttered to yourself as your eyes suddenly met his again, perplexed and caught off guard your words trailed off into silence. Fabio, just as surprised to find you as you were to suddenly see him. “What would you do y/n?” His snarky grin creeping onto his face again. That grin that you hated so much, a look of superiority and pride. Quickly back to your usual confidence you got up and snapped back at him. “Maybe a crooked nose to fit that stupid smile?” Were you implying breaking his nose? Wouldn’t be the first nose you’d have broken, however physical violence was never something between you two, or anything you’d do in general nowadays. Besides you were much smaller - it must’ve been the alcohol talking, or just you feeling a bit too cocky. Fabio just let out a dry laugh. “Big words for someone your size” Fabio stepping closer to you, you felt your confidence falter, his frame towering over yours. It wasn’t the first time he’d been this close to you, just hours prior he stood next to you on the podium, celebrating his win - this time was different though. You felt your breath hitch, this time you two were alone, no loud crowd, no cameras, yet you still felt more adrenaline pumping through your veins than back there.

You felt your cheeks heat up as his eyes pinned yours in a piercing stare, you couldn’t read his face. Frustration, anger… maybe, but this smug expression, you couldn’t really put your finger on it. You took a few steps back to which he followed suit, until you felt a cool wall hit your back. The space behind the club wasn’t really spacious and seemed more like a partially walled in balcony. “Impasse, princesse” (dead end, princess). He had backed you against a wall, how cliché. “Fuck y-“ You wouldn’t back down now, even though you felt your heartbeat quicken against his chest. You put your hands against his chest in protest butFabio interrupted you by placing a hand over your mouth, causing your cheeks to heat up even more, you couldn’t deny it - your body was enjoying what was happening - but you couldn’t let yourself down like that. He basically was your mortal enemy, yet you seemed to betray yourself. He was looking down at you in this somewhat compromising position as his smile grew wider. He also seemed to notice you weren’t protesting his actions but rather enjoying them, deciding to test the waters. He slowly lowered his head into the crook of your neck, trailing his lips over your soft skin. You let out a soft whimper as a response, getting goosebumps all over. Fabio began sucking at your sensitive spot, definitely leaving a hickey in the process. You let out another soft moan, the sound music to his ears. You tried squeezing your legs shut as he grinned against your skin and moved his knee between your thighs.

Prying his hand from your mouth you managed to get him to look back at you. “I hate you Quartararo” you remarked before catching him off guard and closing the gap between your two faces and crashing your lips against his. This was wrong, so wrong, but that didn’t matter right now. Fabio quickly returning the kiss, his large hands eagerly finding their way around your waist. You felt hot and cold both at the same time, not really sure what was happening right now, the man you despised getting to touch you like that - but right now you couldn’t care less. Your hands quickly found themselves tangled in his hair as you felt one of his moving down your side. Fabios fingertips slowly moved underneath the skirt of your dress, dangerously close to your inner thigh. You could feel yourself growing needy for his touch as he broke off your passionate, yet somehow hate filled kiss. “Use your words princesse.�� You couldn’t let him win again, and he knew just how stubborn you were, but you were growing desperate. “Fuck you, Quartararo” You spat, slowly and clearly. He chuckled in amusement, “Hm, how about we put that dirty mouth of use differently then, maybe you’ll know how to behave then?” Fabio slowly unbuckled his belt, his eyes never leaving yours. You knew what he wanted, not sure if you were gonna give him the satisfaction he was hoping to get, but you couldn’t deny your curiosity. He undid his zipper and tugged down his pants just enough for his already hard cock to spring from its clothed prison. Fabio grabbed your face in his hand and tilted it up a bit further, “Suck it, princesse.” His sudden harsh tone made you forget all the pride you held so high, slowly dropping to your knees. Normally you’d never let this man tell you what to do but right now was different. Your soft hands trailing over his body all the way down until they were at his hips and you on your knees. The floor felt cold beneath you but you didn’t pay any mind to it. Your eyes darted back up to his in an innocent look, it drove him crazy but he couldn’t let that show. Slowly you began to drag your tongue up his shaft to his tip, he let out a low groan as his hand found itself in your hair. Slowly you took his length inside your mouth, making sure to swirl your tongue around his tip. A low moan escaped his lips, “just like that princesse”

You felt a sense of power over him, having him respond to you the way he does, even if it was you sucking his cock. You began bobbing your head whis him hitting the back of your throat again and again. Although the idea of you covering your face in his cum didn’t sound too bad to Fabio he had other plans. Pulling you off of his cock by your hair and up on your feet again. He pushed you against the wall again, his head directly next to your ear now. “So that mouth of yours does have some use. Now - “ he slid his hand underneath your skirt again and the other around your throat. “Where were we?” He slowly moved his fingers over the thin lace covering your entrance, which had you whimpering his name quietly. “What was that?” That stupid grin again, how much you hated it, but against your better judgement you needed him to touch you. “Fabio please…” Him being as cocky as always he brushed his fingers over the fabric again, “Please what? I told you - use your words princesse” You sighed, growing impatient, “Please touch me… I need you to touch me, Fabio.”

That was all it took him to slide his fingers past the thin fabric and start rubbing slow circles on your clit. You squirmed from the sudden sensation but needing more of him you bucked your hips against his hand, hoping for more contact. “So needy, and already so wet for me. I thought you hated my guts?” Fabio was forcing your head up again to meet his intense stare, through gritted teeth you hissed back , “I do, I re-“ Interrupted by him once again you moaned out in surprise, however this time by him gliding in a finger and without hesitation starting to move in and out of you. Your face, to his amusement, was burning up as you went to grab the arm that was choking you, not trying to move it though. You bit your lip to try and quiet down, much to his dismay. Your legs were already shaking slightly but you didn’t want to give away just how much you were enjoying him touching you. Fabio however loved the power he held over you. Now and whenever he was ahead in a race. “Don’t go quiet on me now, princesse. I want to hear how good I make you feel,” Fabio adding another finger making you moan for him again. “Better” he remarked. Picking up the pace he began to curl his fingers and rub circles on your clit with his thumb. The restricted airflow and his hands working their magic had you growing close, feeling that familiar knot build, you were clenching around his finger when he suddenly stopped, ruining your orgasm for you. “You asshole.” Was all you could muster to say before once again being shut up by him. “Turn around, right fucking now” His dominant tone turning you on way more than it should. Needy for any form of release you followed his request, this time without giving him any attitude. “And this, “ He tugged on your Honda Repsol jacket, “Take that fucking thing off, I can’t stand it” Almost pulling your jacket off of you himself Fabio made quick work of the fabric, tossing it over to the bench. You felt a bit embarrassed, You were about to get fucked by your nemesis, letting him have complete power over you, but you couldn’t care less right now.

Fabio moved your thong aside and shoved the skirt of your dress up your back, aligning himself with your entrance. His one hand was holding your hip as he slowly thrusts his cock inside of you, still giving you time to adjust to his size. You let out a soft moan as you tried to hold yourself up against the wall. “Fuck y/n, you feel so good.” he starts to move in and out of you, deep strokes in a fast pace had you on edge again quickly, his thumb had found his way to your clit once again, still sensitive from before, you couldn’t hold yourself together. Fabio was pounding away, hitting all the right spots making you see stars. His grip around your neck tightened as he started biting down on the skin of your shoulder, leaving marks to match the ones on your neck. He was on a power trip and you could tell, but that didn’t stop you from coming undone in his cock with him groaning your name. Seeing you lose all sense of self for him was enough to tip him over the edge too, leaving both of you a panting, shaky mess. Him inside of you wasn’t really a worry since you were on the pill anyway, sp now the only problem was that you just fucked the guy you hated.

Quickly trying to fix your appearance as he was putting his pants back you grabbed a hold of his shirt, pulling him closer to your face. “I still hate you.” - “Oh so do I princesse, “ He answered with that smug grin, just as you two were interrupted by somebody opening the door. You just now realizes anyone could’ve walked in (out?) on you anytime, shit. You both looking at who was standing outside now. Alex, Marc's younger brother, looked at you concerned as you quickly let go of Fabios shirt. Fabio takes a few steps back as you shot him a short glare and walked to Alex, grabbing your jacket off of the bench. Certain Alex doesn’t know what went down just a few seconds ago you threw him an innocent smile. “Looking for me? Told Marc I needed a minute, no trouble caused.” Alex just relieved to find you in one piece and pretty tipsy himself went back inside with you.

A/N: Been some time since I’ve written anything let alone smut. Buuuut, some people have been inspiring me to start again so please excuse this badly written thing. Anyhooo thanks for reading if you’ve made it this far :D (also excuse any mistakes I wrote this at 2 am on an exam night so be grateful )

#motogp x reader #motogp #motogp imagine #fabio quartararo #fabio quartararo smut #fabio quartararo x reader #smut #motogp oneshot

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an-ocean-blue · 2 years

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Masterlist

Started: 31/12/2021

Here you can find whatever I wrote for this blog. I'll consider writing for anyone so if you wanna send me a prompt/idea/request go ahead.

Daniel Ricciardo

Pancakes (Fluff)

One of those days (Fluff)

Spooning (Smut)

Work interrupted (Smut)

Carlos Sainz

Homecoming (Smut)

Nicholas Latifi

Source of comfort (Smut)

Cuffs, a blindfold and... Nutella (smut)

IndyCar

Pato O'Ward

Ticklish (Smut)

MotoGP

Fabio Quartararo

#fanfic #masterlist #daniel ricciardo #Carlos Sainz #pato o'ward #more to be added?#my writing #nicholas latifi

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aereres · 3 years

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Masterlist

This is my small Masterlist! You can add yourself to my Taglist here!

Charles Leclerc

Hurts So Good

↳ Your relationship with Charles is anything but normal. As your sugar daddy, he is allowed to use you, find pleasure from your body in exchange for presents and company; but when you find yourself entangled in a nest of heartbreak and toxicity caused by him, your entire world collides.

Daniel Ricciardo

For You, I’d Become Hercules | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

↳ After many years spent apart from each other, Y/N gets back to Daniel, her childhood best friend, who happens to have held back a big part of his life from her. His son Theo.

Mine

↳ A late night in the office turns heated when your boss discovers something new, leading to unplanned decisions.

Fabio Quartararo

Mon Amour

↳ Just some plotless smut.

Stuck On You

↳ What started as a friendship between you and Fabio takes a sharp turn during one of the best summer vacations of your life - a week in a campsite with your newfound friends.

Lando Norris

Wedding Shenanigans

↳ After getting paired with the one and only Lando Norris at your best friend’s wedding, the night takes a sharp turn.

When We Were Young

↳ When Y/N agreed to join her older brother at the Norris' for Christmas, she didn't expect to find herself infatuated with her brother's best friend all over again.

Lewis Hamilton

Professional

↳ You were expecting things to become calm after landing the position as Lewis Hamilton’s PA, as calm as your stressful job could be. Your relationship with your boss, though, makes your life become anything but calm.

Unforgettable

↳ You had never thought that you could get whiplash so easily. A sudden move to Santa Monica, though, changes your life completely, and you’re faced with nothing but a blank canvas. If that wasn’t enough, the first sight of a mysterious surfer is enough to turn your life upside down.

Miscellaneous

Reputation | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 - Toto Wolff, Carlos Sainz Jr

↳ Professor Wolff - the most important lecturer in your University, the man of the hour. Professor Carlos Sainz, the man whose successful career was everything the internet talked about, and his many books out there still sold copies even after years of being published. Two men so powerful, so interesting, yet so easy to destroy. It only takes one forbidden escapade each.

NDA - Lando Norris, Daniel Ricciardo, Charles Leclerc, Carlos Sainz Jr

↳ You had been nothing more than your father’s daughter for your entire life. Every gala was spent by his side, listening to men twice your age begging for sponsorships and attention. Everything changes when four men beg for something else. A night with you.

Loving You by Chordback | Series Masterlist | Rock Band AU

↳ One band, three men, three stories. Lando, Mick, and Charles, open their hearts up for their significant others, showing the raw truths that lie behind the music industry, but most importantly, their different ways of loving.

Hockey Masterlist

#masterlist #charles leclerc #daniel ricciardo #lando norris #lewis hamilton #f1 #formula 1 #f1 x reader

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fabiochampioraro · 3 years

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: MotoGP RPF, Motorcycling RPF Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Fabio Quartararo/Maverick Viñales Characters: Maverick Viñales, Fabio Quartararo Additional Tags: Shameless Smut, Sexting, Phone Sex, Established Relationship, Anal Sex, New Year's Eve, Praise Kink, Fabio being his needy self, Mack is in love and horny Summary:

He’s laughing at some joke his cousin said until his phone vibrates in his pocket, shaking him from his thoughts. Maverick almost chokes on his glass of wine once as he swipes to open the message, he checks around him quickly to make sure that no one is peering over his shoulder and he looks back at the photo on his screen.

or NSFW Maverick is in the middle of a meeting and they read a text from Fabio stating that they're all alone and aroused,

#happy new year #a little surprise for you #Mavio #motogp #my fics

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carboysandbikemen · 2 years

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can you write something about which drivers would call you like their needy little slut and just degrade and humiliate you?? make fun of how sloppy your cunt is after some dirty words??

This made me actually insane, think this is some of the most nsfw stuff I've written. It's obscene I'm sorry. Very NSFW. 18+ - 🐝

I’m a changed man after reading most of this. I wept. Send more disgusting shit like this please. -🐻

Warnings: Sub reader, hair pulling, BJ, dirty talk, praise, teasing, unprotected sex, fingering, oral sex (fem receiving and giving), degrading and humiliation

Lewis- Dom Lewis would tease you so much, watching you gasp and beg under his touch until you're a babbling mess. He'd tell you what a little needy slut you are, how desperate you are for his touch, for his cock. He'd get off on making you beg for it, and then use that as proof that you're a whore for him. He'd tease you so much that your little cunt would be dripping for him, and he'd take his time slowly running his hands up your thighs, before dragging one finger across your clit making you cry out before slipping it into you. He'd tell you that you're so wet he could probably go straight to three fingers but he doesn't, taking his time watching you squirm under him. Letting you grind up into his hand. “Tell me what you want.” He'd demand, as you tell him over and over you need more. "Of course you do. You need it don't you." He'd slowly add more fingers. "I know you can take it look at this sloppy cunt.” He'd also tease you with his cock, running it over your cunt, telling you what a slut you are laid out here ready to take him before thrusting into you hard enough to make you scream.

If Sub Lewis is your thing then he would love to be called a little slut. To have the seven times world champion on his knees as you tell him what a desperate needy whore he is? That he has to take what you give him and say thank you? He'd get so hard the more you tell him what a good slut he is for you that he'd be begging you to fuck him like he needs to be fucked.

George- George would slowly strip you, taking his time to bite your thighs and run his tongue across the edge of your underwear, teasing you. You'd try and buck up into him but he would hold your hips down, frowning at you. "You're such a needy little slut tonight. I don't think you deserve it yet." He'd hold you down as he gets closer and closer to your cunt, biting little marks into your skin before slowly taking your underwear off. "Dripping wet already, such a desperate whore." Backing off he'd tell you to spread your legs for him, sitting back to watch you. "No, wider." He'd grin, watching you expose yourself for him, waiting for him to touch you. “Show me how much you need me. Touch yourself if you're that desperate.” Of course you'd do it, moaning as you go straight to fucking your cunt with your own fingers. After watching you for a little while, moaning and spread for him he'd say "Can't do it right can you? Do you need me to come take care of that cunt properly?" At your whines he'd come over, pinning you down as he fingers you fast and hard, telling you how well you prepped your sloppy little cunt for him. He'd get you on all fours, pulling your hair back and making you arch your back for him as he fucks into you, slapping and grabbing your ass like you're a little fucktoy for him to use, telling you as much as he does. He would fuck you until you could hardly speak. "You need to be fucked so much you cant even form words huh?" He'd make you ask for permission to come, telling you finally that you're a good girl when you do, and fucking you through your orgasm until it tips him over the edge too.

Charles- This man could neither do this, or take it being done to him. The little needy baby can only take so much okay. Sure you could tease him and call him a little slut but too much and this boy would actually cry. I feel like if you asked him to do it to you he would try but it would slip into like him giving you heart eyes and telling you "you're so wet for me mon amour."

Daniel- Daniel would have a less intense vibe than some of the others but would nevertheless want to fuck you good and enjoy how much of a slut you are for him. He'd make you sit naked straddling his lap as he plays with your nipples, twisting them until you gasp and enjoying the way you grind against him. "Just cant help yourself can you?" He'd move up to kiss you before putting his fingers in your mouth, making you suck on them. "Go on, suck them like they're my dick." He'd fuck them into you until you're drooling onto your own chest. Telling you what a messy little slut you are. That if you want his dick so much you can have it. You'd sink down onto the floor between his knees and take his cock into your mouth. He'd let you take it as far as you can before telling you to “Breathe through your nose, okay?” and sinking his cock down your throat. He'd tell you how good you look choking on his dick. How you were made to take it. How how you look drooling onto your tits like a filthy little slut. Oh and he would absolutely want to take pictures of you being a good little slut for him. Especially when he pulls you back onto his lap and makes you ride him (wearing the Enchante Bucket Hat). He'd take so many pictures and laugh at how you don't even stop riding him because you need it so badly.

Sebastian- Red Bull Seb is a menace to society and would absolutely call you his needy little slut. He'd want you on your knees for him, telling you that if you're good enough then he might just fuck you. He'd fuck your mouth and tell you what a whore you look like, on your knees for him. He'd then spread you out in front of him, asking you “Do you want my fingers?” . You'd moan and say please, but he still wouldn't touch you. “You can do better than that. Does the little slut want my fingers?” When you beg and whine and moan for him he'd just laugh at you, telling you that of course you want it, you're too desperate not to. He'd take off your dripping wet underwear and tell you to open your mouth before putting them in, making you taste how wet you've made them. What a little slut you are. "You really will do anything wont you?". You'd moan around your own underwear in your mouth as he leans down and spits on your cunt, running his fingers over it to mix his spit with your wetness, telling you what a desperate needy slut you are, how wet your cunt is for him as your moans are muffled. "You don't even need my fingers your sloppy cunt can take me right now cant it?" He'd lean over to grab your hands, pinning them above your head as he puts your legs over his shoulders and fucks into you in one swift motion.

Fernando- For Nando its all about his ego. He wants to remind you constantly how he's the only one who can give you what you need. How your cunt needs him to make it come. He would want you to be vocal, every time he touches you he demands “Louder. Let me hear you.” telling you to moan his name. He'd make you come over and over again, with his fingers and then his mouth, telling you that he needs your little cunt dripping wet before you can take him. His favourite would be when you ride his thigh. "Look at you making a mess. Such a desperate whore, yes?" On days where he's feeling particularly good he will edge you until you cry for him, enjoying watching you desperate under him. Telling you that you crave his cock, that you need to be filled properly and only he can do it. "Does the little slut want to come?" He'd ask in that particularly condescending way that has you whining his name. "You'll have to say please if you want it." He would say knowing full well that you cant form words right now. "Ahhh so you can't come yet. Shame." He would say, grinning. Fernando also absolutely loves to watch his come drip out of your cunt, fucking it back into you with his fingers and telling you what a messy sloppy cunt you have. "Will have to buy you a plug to keep it all in next time."

Senna- Senna is much too babygirl to ever do any of this to you but little needy bratty sub Senna absolutely needs to be put in his place. That man needs you to run your hands over him, pull his hair so you can bite and lick his throat, tell him what a slut he is for you. He'd beg you to touch him and you could sit back and tell him to try harder until he would be so desperate he would have tears in his eyes. Imagine pegging this man, telling him he was made to take it, that he takes it so well for you.

Fabio- Fabio could never. But.. little sub Fabio? You absolutely need to treat this man like the desperate little fuck hole he is. He needs it so badly, it's all he wants. He would absolutely prep himself for you, getting himself all lubed up and stretched out. Theres even a plug in there ready for you to take out so you can use him as you please. He would go insane if you teased him, making him wait for it and touching him everywhere except where he wants. He needs to be a crying mess by the end of this or you're doing it wrong.

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lxndonorris · 8 months

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hi!!! could I get something about Fabio Quartararo? Anything you feel like writing about!! just nothing too smut. thank uuuu so much!

hi.

So, something fluffy? Or like just teasing? Its up to you!

I can do!.

Hopefully on tuesday its not that warm anymore and I feel comfortable sitting on my laptop haha.

I need to finish prompts first, but I keep that in mind.

If you have like a overall idea, feel free to tell me.

#Fabio anon

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marquez-junky8920 · 1 year

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Hi! Hope you are doing well!

Could you write a Smut story with Fabio where the reader has been harassed/sexually assaulted by her ex boyfriend the entirety of their short relationship and so he (and the reader) has to gain a certain trust ? I think these prompts would fit perfectly :

"Just let yourself go."

"Don't be afraid. It's me."

I totally understand if you’re not confortable doing it tho. thanks ❤️

Author's Note: I love writing stories like this where the guy is super caring and a fic that requires some introduction before it gets into the actual story. I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it! ❤️❤️

Fear Overcome

It has been about 7 or 8 months since you and Fabio started dating. Totally by chance, you ran into him at a fashion show in Nice and you two instantly had chemistry that was undeniable to anyone who saw you out in public together. Fabio has showed you nothing but unconditional love and kindness. Even when he was mad at you, he had a cool enough personality that he would talk through it with you or tell you that he needed to take a break if things got too heated.

Fabio knew about your past relationship and how you were treated. He knew about the bruises, the scars (mental and physical), the trauma, and the stress that you went through in that relationship. It had come out in the worst way possible, but he was so incredibly respectful after you told him. You had been over at his house for dinner one night about 2 months into dating him, and while watching a movie, you both got a bit carried away on the making out. Fabio's hand came up to the side of your neck to rest there and he panicked when you pulled away and looked frightened. He thought he did something terribly wrong, but he put that aside and dug deeper into why you reacted that way. That led to you spilling your deepest insecurities to him about certain triggers you had, how you'd been treated, and how certain movements gave you flashbacks. Fabio held you the entire time you talked and cried, brushing his hand through your hair soothingly when you sobbed on occasion. From that moment forward, Fabio became incredibly conscious of things that made you react in a bad way. He took those bad reactions and showed you that your trauma does not define you. He showed you that he would never hurt you or do something to put you in harms way. You felt safe with him and that was a feeling that you happily welcomed.

Today was special - your birthday. Fabio knew that you didn't like huge celebrations because you didn't like being the center of attention, so he planned a small dinner with both of your families at home. The dinner was amazing, the company couldn't have been better, and the happiness you felt was indescribable. Genuine happiness.

Everyone had just left for the night, thanking you for the food and the wine. Some left a bit more drunk than others, but it made for hilarious dinner conversation. Fabio helped you clear the table and put all of the leftover food away, occasionally kissing you as you walked by him. You were currently in the kitchen doing dishes when you felt his hands wrap around your waist from behind. You flinched slightly.

'What? Are you hurt?' Fabio asked, raw concern lacing his voice as his hands left your waist.

'No. No I'm not hurt. It's just...'

'Just what, my love? It's okay. You're safe with me.' He reassured, leaning against the counter next to you and listening intently to whatever you had to say.

'You know how I've told you about my ex and what he used to do to me?'

'Mhmmm.' He nodded.

'Well, there's another part that I haven't quite told you yet.'

'Well, if you're not comfortable telling me, then you can wait. I won't push you. But I will say that whatever it is, I can help you overcome it if you talk to me about it.' He said softly, treading very carefully given how quickly you could close up about these conversations.

'No, I... I want to tell you, it may just take me a minute. And I may cry, so you can't judge me.' You gave him doe eyes and laughed lightly, his toothy smile showing and making your heart feel like it was going to flutter out of your chest.

'I will wipe your snot for you, I promise.' He chuckled, tucking a piece of hair behind your ear and kissing your cheek.

So you told him. You told him everything, leaving nothing out about how your ex used to use sex to get what he wanted with you. He used to surprise you like Fabio just did with his hands on your waist and drag you to the bedroom unwillingly, throw you on the bed and then proceed to do things that still haunt your dreams at night. It still shakes you to your core at the worst moments, like this one that just happened.

'I'm sorry. I don't know what to do. It follows me around and haunts me to this day. I don't know how to stop it and it scares me because I don't want you to think that I don't love you. I can't handle the thought of not having you by me when you've help me through so much and I-...'

'Hey hey, take a breath.' Fabio said, taking your hands out from under the water of the sink faucet and drying them for you. He laced your fingers together and looked at you, inhaling while you followed his lead. Exhaling as you did the same.

'I will never leave you for things that happened to you that were beyond your control. But what I will do is walk you through whatever darkness surrounds you. I will be your light and I will be your safety. I don't care what comes at us or you, I will always be there to protect you. Always.' His voice was so incredibly soft and soothing. It seemed to weave its way into your soul and your heart to mend whatever was broken.

'Second of all, you love me?' He sounded a bit bewildered and watched the shock wash over your face.

'You don't have to say it back. I just... I-it slipped out and you don't have to feel pressure to sa-'

Soft lips stopped your rambling and melted away all of your racing thoughts. His hands cupped your face ever so gently as your lips seemed to move as one. Your hands rested on his wrists and squeezed gently when his tongue asked for entrance. You slowly granted it to him and you thanked god that Fabio was the type of man that when given an inch, he ran a mile with it. His tongue caressed yours, each brush breaking down the walls you'd built up for physical touch over the years. He pulled away and rested his forehead against yours. You opened your eyes and saw him wearing the most beautiful blissful smile you'd ever seen.

'I love you too.' He breathed. He kissed your forehead before pulling away and watching the tears well up in your eyes.

'Why are you crying, love?' His voice was laced with that concern again. Concern for you and your wellbeing. Concern for your safety. God. He really did love you.

'This is the first time that I've never questioned when someone tells me they love me. I'm not asking myself questions of whether or not you love me because I feel it.' Fabio felt his heart break a little at the vulnerability in your truth. How terrible it must have been for you to live years without truly knowing if someone loved you or not. Your lip quivered as you talked, but it felt good to voice all of the thoughts that ran through your mind without fear of being judged or criticized.

'You don't have to ask yourself that question anymore because I love you with everything I am and everything I have. I'd lay my life down on it.' He whispered tenderly, running his thumb on your cheek to wipe away a stray tear.

'You loooooove me.' He teased, watching a smile finally grace your beautiful face. Your eyes glanced over his face for a brief moment before you put your arms up over his shoulders and kissed him again. You put every emotion, every feeling, and every bit of your love for him in this kiss. You were terrified that he wouldn't reciprocate but you did it anyway. Some part of your gut told you that you'd always be safe with him and that feeling took over as you brought your hands down to lift his shirt slightly. You ran your hands up his back and relished in the goosebumps that rose against his skin. He pulled away and tried with everything in him to not pick you up and put you on the counter. He knew he had to approach this very carefully.

'Baby, we need to stop because I don't want to do something that you're not ready for. Please.' He said, his hands still around your waist while he rested his forehead against yours. A small silence fell between you two before you finally used your voice that you'd only had the confidence to use recently.

'Fabio, I'm ready. I want to take this step with you.'

'Are you sure?' His eyes were scanning your face over and over again looking for any sign of hesitation or fear in your features. He only found confidence, fearlessness, and a fire burning in your eyes that he'd never seen before. He'd never been more attracted to you than in this moment with that fire and that vulnerability in your eyes. He realized that at this point, you were giving him your entire heart on a silver platter. And you were silently begging him not to destroy it.

'I'm sure. I promise.' You whispered.

He picked you up to carry you to the bedroom and you felt your panic slowly rise. You kissed him again to smother than panic with the man that was your safety, your light, and your protector. You had to give him credit, he found his way blindly to the bedroom while you kissed him. He gently placed you on the bed and exchanged some of the most passionate kisses you've ever felt in your life. His hands lifted your shirt just enough for his fingers to touch the skin of your stomach and he felt your body tense beneath him, a nervous breath sucking into your lungs.

'Don't be afraid. It's me.' He reassured in your ear, rubbing his thumb along your hips. As much as your heart was racing, you slowly began to calm yourself as his thumbs soothed along your skin. You had goosebumps rising on your skin just from that and only that.

'Tell me where he hurt you.' Fabio's voice cracked lightly, still having trouble grasping the thought that someone would hurt a treasure like you. He let you collect your thoughts through the silence and let you take all the time you needed. He knew this was a massive leap for you and he wanted to nourish the confidence that you had to decide to make that step.

'H-he would... He would bite me. Hard enough to draw blood.' You said softly.

'Where?'

'My stomach. M-my neck and my chest.'

'If I do something that you don't like, squeeze my hand, okay? I will not be mad if you want me to stop. I love you.' He trailed off into a whisper and laced your fingers with his as you nodded. His lips trailed down to your neck, kissing each spot that you told him was abused. He tongued lightly right below your ear, a small grunt leaving his lips when you arched your back into him. Keeping your fingers laced with his, he went down to where your shirt was raised and kissed the skin of your stomach. He slowly pushed the shirt up to right below your breasts and his heart broke at what he saw. There was a scarred mouth print on your stomach from where your ex had bitten you. You needed stitches for that one and the scar never left you.

Fabio's lips kissed that scar gentler than you could've ever imagined. It felt like he was wiping away every bad memory you'd ever had of this experience and your nerves slowly began to dissipate minute by minute.

'You are so fucking beautiful. So stunning.' His tongue drug its way from your navel up to where the shirt was resting just below your chest. He didn't miss the way your back arched again and your hips rubbed against him in the best way possible. His soft lips continued up, slowly pushing your shirt up to reveal your breasts to him, his tongue darting out every now and then to test your reactions. Your fingers remained lax in his hold, so he continued with the same pace.

With your body being so responsive, it was no shock to him that your nipples were already hard, goosebumps rising all along your body now. There was no way to hide your lust from him now.

'Doing okay?' He mumbled, kissing around the skin of your right breast. You nodded your head but quickly realized he couldn't see you.

'Yes.' A blissful sigh fell from your lips as you felt his lips wrap around your taut nipple to flick his tongue on the hardened bud. Your free hand came to rest at the back of his head, reassuring him that you were okay. For the first time ever, you truly meant it. You clocked in to your emotions for a second and realized that there was no panicked heartbeat, there were no tears, there was no doubt, and there was no trace of fear when you were with Fabio. At the same time you felt scared with how safe you felt with him, it was a type of scared that you ran to and craved. That was the first fear that you've ever chased instead of run from. In just 8 months, you'd come farther than you'd ever dreamed. And it was all from the help of this man in front of you.

Getting a bit bold, you released his fingers and he immediately pulled away from your chest, ready ask you if you wanted to stop. He couldn't help the small amount of shock he felt when he watched you take your shirt off completely and lay back on the bed, hair sprawled against the pillow beneath you.

'God I fucking love you.' He said before crashing his lips against yours. Your legs opened with a mind of their own as he nestled comfortably between them. His arms caged your head between them and he decided to test the waters a little bit. His hand very carefully came to rest at the side of your neck and he felt a lump in his throat when you didn't flinch. In fact, you craned your neck more to show him that you were comfortable with that. His thumb brushed lightly against the column of your throat and you began to relish in the warmth of his hand resting on your neck.

The pace was slow enough that you felt yourself getting slightly impatient and you almost giggled at the feeling. It made you feel free and alive. Like there was a spark in your veins that had forever been there, but needed the right person to bring it to life.

You pulled away from the kiss but not without taking Fabio's lip between your teeth and watching his brows furrow at the sensation.

'You're making this so hard.' He groaned, resting his head on your chest and taking a moment to reign in his instincts.

'I can feel it.' You rubbed your hips on him again and giggled when his hips mimicked your actions. 'I'm ready.' You whispered when he brought his face up to meet yours again. He leaned over to the nightstand and grabbed a condom from the drawer, sliding it over his leaking cock after he pulled down his shorts and kicked them off. Once the condom was on, he played with the waistband of your shorts before slowly sliding them down your stunning legs.

'Are you okay?' He asked once your shorts were on the floor beside the bed. You took a deep breath and nodded. He hovered back over you and kissed your lips once.

'I love you. I've got you, okay? If anything hurts, squeeze my hand.' He laced his fingers with yours again and you nodded. You watched him lick his fingers before rubbing at your clit in small, precise circles that almost drove you up the wall. Your hips jerked when you felt his tip at your entrance but you willed yourself to relax and fall into the feeling. He slowly pushed himself into you while rubbing your clit, watching your face contort in pleasure as you finally realized that sex is supposed to be filled with pleasure, not fear.

'Oh god...' You whined when he bottomed out inside of you and stayed there for a moment. He kissed you and swallowed all of your little moans. You let go of his fingers again and held his face in your hands, watching his mouth open in a silent moan as his hips pulled back and pushed forward again.

'You feel so good. Like you were made for me.' He whispered, his voice like honey that only further added to the wetness between your legs. You'd never been praised like this before or worshipped like this before. It made you red in the face but you were coming to love the feeling around Fabio.

'I like that.' You whimpered.

'Like what?'

'When you talk to me like that.'

'Yeah?' He smirked, his hips now finding a fluid motion that made your back arch into his chest. 'I love everything about you. I love kissing you, I love hearing your voice, I love your eyes, and I really... Really love fucking you.' He groaned, nipping very lightly at your earlobe when he felt you clench around him.

'Faster. Please.' You whispered, gasping when he responded so quickly. Your nails raked down his back as he mouthed at your neck gently, but he made sure to make it sloppy. His tongue on your neck was enough to have you moaning louder than ever before and he loved the reactions he was getting from you.

'Do you want to try doggy?' He asked tenderly. You nodded, so he pulled out and waited for you to get into position. You tensed up again when you couldn't see what he was going to do, so he ran his hands up your back and around to your front to squeeze your breasts two times while making a honking noise. You busted out laughing and immediately all of the tension left your body. He was always a master at making you laugh at times when you were tense or stressed.

'It's okay, my love. It's just me.' He kissed in between your shoulder blades.

'Please don't pull my hair.'

'I won't. I promise.' He whispered, slowly pushing himself back inside you and groaning loudly at the new position. You felt him deeper than ever before and it was a foreign but highly welcomed feeling.

'You're so deep, oh fuck!' You whined, letting your front collapse into the mattress which only made the sensation more powerful. His hands gripped at your hips to hold them up while he thrusted into you, falling so easily into the rhythm that he found before.

'I love your pussy, oh my god... So wet and just for me.' He leaned over you to whisper in your ear, his accent probably one of the hottest things you'd ever heard. You felt the tension in your belly grow quicker and quicker with each thrust and each word he spoke.

'I'm so close Fabio. Please, please make me cum.' You begged, feeling his thrust get more and more precise. His arm came to wrap around you and hoist your front up to him, your back now against his chest with his mouth at your ear. You knew he was going to use that to his advantage and you were more than happy to let him. His arm stayed wrapped around your front, one hand gripping your breast while the other one snaked down to rub at your clit. He didn't even have to lick his fingers because of how wet you were.

'Let me see you cum, my love. Let me feel it.' He breathed in your ear, grunting again when you clenched around him while you head was thrown back against his shoulder. Your thighs began to shake uncontrollably as his fingers were relentless against your clit. Not too hard and not too fast, but just enough to make you want to pull your hair out of your own head.

'Oh my god... Oh god, oh god.' You chanted. Your body suddenly seemed to build up a block that made that fire go away just enough that your release started to fade. You groaned in frustration but Fabio was not giving up. He mouthed at your neck for a moment before he tried something that put your body back into motion. He took your clit between his index and middle fingers and pinched it lightly, chuckling to himself when your entire body jolted in his hold. He mixed that with toying with your nipples and just like that, that fire was returning quicker and hotter than before.

'C'mon babygirl. I got you. Just let yourself go. Cum for me.' He whispered, nipping at your shoulder lightly as he felt your back arch, thighs shake, and your hands claw at his hand between your legs. He would've pulled it away had it not been for your hips pushing back against him and begging him for more. He knew that your body was fighting itself, but he had to admit that it was one of the hottest things he'd ever seen. Watching you reach ecstasy like that made him feel like he had a front row seat to your private show. He knew that not many people had seen this vulnerable and bare side to you and he thanked god that you let him in and allowed him to see that. He knew what insecurities you had, what thoughts you had at any given time, but he also knew how strong and fearless you were and still could be. You were the most amazing person he'd ever met and the most fulfilling woman he'd ever been with. With all of those thoughts racing in his head, he groaned into your neck as he released himself into the condom, still thrusting lightly until he was done. He held you in that position for a moment, your head leaned back on his shoulder while his was hiding in your neck as you both came down from incredibly intense and emotional orgasms. His fingers turned your chin towards him so that he could kiss you lazily, his tongue still showing that he had more energy.

'Are you okay?' He asked, pulling out of you and rubbing his hands along your hips.

'Yes actually. I'm more than okay. I am great.' You smiled lazily and Fabio noticed that the smile reached your eyes. That's how he truly knew when you were happy and content - when your smile reached your eyes.

'I love you so much.' He whispered tenderly, his voice once again coming in to caress every one of your senses. You brought your hand up to rest against his cheek.

'I love you too Fabio.'

'Wanna take a shower with me?' He asked, tying the condom off and throwing it in the trash.

'Sure but I get all the warm water.' You sassed. He squinted his eyes at you and you knew what was about to happen.

'No!' You shouted, making a run for the bathroom to race him to the shower. You were just a bit faster and reached the shower first, laughing and squealing when he tickled your sides.

'That's okay. You have the warm water. I'll need the cold water anyway to cool myself down.' He admitted just as you felt him hardening against your backside again. You chuckled before turning on the shower. As you washed your hair, you thought maybe you wouldn't mind having a second round with him. So you turned around and put your arms over his shoulders again, smiling up at him.

'What's that smile for?' He asked, pecking your lips.

'Mm... Nothing. I was just thinking that maybe a second round wouldn't be so terrible. And since you're ready...'

'Are you sure? I don't want to push you.'

'Fabio, I'm positive. Please just fuck me again.' You lilted, squealing when he picked you up and held you against the wall.

Fabio loved the bad times with you just as much as he loved the good times. And when the good times arrived, they were damn good. Especially when it involved letting the water run cold in the shower while you went two more rounds with him. He felt like he unlocked a whole new side of your relationship together and he would thank god for the rest of his life that you chose him to be the person to share it with. That you chose him to be your person.

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carboysandbikemen · 2 years

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Which driver would accompany you to buy lingerie, which driver would buy it without you knowing

Honestly would let any of these drivers do either of these. Love this ask, thank you:

Lewis- Lewis would love both. He would absolutely buy it you without you knowing, getting you the latest designer pieces and then anything he thinks you would look great in (and that he wants to see you in). He enjoys that he can just buy you expensive things to fit his expensive taste. Although he wouldn't suggest it, he would absolutely come with you to shop for it, and would probably call ahead so you could have the shop to yourselves.

Charles- Charles loves coming with you, he likes watching you shop, seeing what you chose and show to him so he can give you a little smile and a nod of approval. Which let’s be honest, he does with anything you choose because if it makes you happy it makes him happy. For those of you (us) who love needy little sub Charles he would start out by asking you how it felt, what it was like. Maybe he'd buy some as a surprise for you to see him in. Then, when you shop you'd pick out things for each other, knowing looks as you say 'how about this?' holding something up you know he'd look perfect in. Watching him blush and nod.

George- George is a versatile man, he enjoys what each of these options has to offer. When he comes with you to buy them he lets you chose some, and slips in some he wants you to try too. At more high end places with private changing rooms he likes to watch as you try each one on, telling you how gorgeous you are and letting you know which are his favourites. Part of it for him is the exhibitionism of it all, while knowing that he is the only one that can see you like this. George would also enjoy buying you things, leaving them on the bed with a small note telling you to be wearing it for when he gets back. He enjoys seeing you in the things he's chosen, and being able to slowly take them off you.

Daniel- Daniel would enjoy going with you because he would enjoy seeing you pick things to look good for him. He would also sneak in anything he realllllly wants to see you in too. If you went shopping alone he'd want you to take pics in the changing room for him so he can 'approve them'- which he always does but he wants you to keep sending the pics anyway. In terms of buying it for you, it wouldn't be a regular thing but he would absolutely buy you lingerie for special occasions.

Sebastian- Red Bull Seb would absolutely want to go with you to pick them. He'd smile cheekily at you as he picks things he wants to see you in. He likes to know whats coming and it definitely gets him all riled up to imagine you in them. Current Seb would buy them for you, often without you knowing as a surprise. You probably think this is really nice and cute of him, but really it’s because you're then wearing exactly what he wants to see you in.

Fernando- Let’s be honest, he just assumes you’re happy to get your own so doesn’t consider either. Oh he would pay for it sure, and oh does he enjoy seeing you in it, but he enjoys the surprise. He likes you in anything. It’s his god given right as a two time world champion to see you in sexy lingerie, but he’s too busy with el plan to buy you them.

Senna- He’d buy it for himself and buy a strap on for you. He’d go with you to pick stuff out for him cause he wants you to pick for him sometimes, he wants to be pretty for you. (we refuse to to apologise for how we project onto Senna- the man’s too pretty okay. Babygirl.)

Fabio- You would buy some for him as a surprise and he’d really enjoy it. How it fits, the feel of it, how good he looks for you. He’d want to go with you to pick pieces after that, and he’d like to help choose for you too then. You've gotta look hot while topping this man.

Honourable Mentions

Carlos- Don't normally write for Carlos but I have a specific thing in my head for like hetero dom (in a 'call me daddy' type way) Carlos and this fits so well because he would absolutely buy you things all the time so you look good and pretty for him. You would put them on for him and kneel as he calls you a good girl. -🐝

Toto- This man screams 'buys you lingerie as a surprise on the reg'. No further comments.

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