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It's Always You

Pairing: Lando Norris x Reader

Summary: You and Lando share a mutual attraction, but you've kept things professional due to career implications. However, after his first win race, things may change, blurring the lines between friendship and something more.

Word count: 6013

Author's note: First time writing about Lando. I started writing this on the day of the Miami Sprint and then when he won the next day I told myself I would publish it. Tell me what you think.

It's you, it's always you Met a lot of people, but nobody feels like you So please don't break my heart, don't tear me apart

Miami heat wrapped around you like a steamy August day and even if American tracks weren't your thing, the paddock was definitely one of your favourites.

Working with McLaren since 2019 felt like winning the lottery. Travel, new faces, and a taste of different cultures – it was everything you dreamed of. Hospitality put you in the middle of it all – the team, the fans, even the families. Being young, you clicked quickly with the drivers: Carlos and Lando from the start, and Oscar when he joined.

Carlos was your rock, a protective older brother even after his move to Ferrari. Daniel was a blast, always making you laugh with his great sense of humor, and Oscar's calm personality mirrored yours. He became your trackside best friend, sharing everything over coffee and off-track adventures with his girlfriend, Lily.

Then there was Lando. Your relationship with Lando was different. Unlike Carlos, you saw him not as a brother, but as a friend... friends that had feelings for each other.

He was shy at first, stealing glances when you weren't looking. But time made his shyness disappear. Flirting became his game, playful touches here and there and unexpected hugs wherever he felt like it. You ignored the signs until his confession left you speechless in the middle of the night in Monaco.

"I have something I need to tell you." He said.

It was 2020. Monaco was hot that night. Everyone at the team dinner was buzzing about the upcoming classic Monaco Grand Prix. Like always, after the dinner, Lando offered to walk you back to the hotel where the team was staying – nothing new. You even joked about Carlos doing the same thing.

Like all the other times, you didn't think much about the gesture. It was something he used to do, and in your head, it was just a friend helping the other. After all, Carlos did it from time to time. Why should it be any different with Lando?

"What's up?" You asked, the streetlights shining on his face. "Getting nervous about the race? The car feels amazing, right?"

Lando messed with his hair. Your voice, normally like music to him, made him forget what to say. "Uh, no, not the race."

"Then what is it? Now I'm the one freaking out." You tried to lighten the mood with a laugh. "Did you lose your house key again? You're not staying with me."

He wished you'd just be quiet. "Fuck, Y/N!" He blurted out. "I like you." The words came out fast, just like his orange F1 car. Did you hear him right? When he saw the surprise on your face, he knew you had. "I, uh, I mean more than a friend." He stammered. "Like, a lot. You're always in my head, even in my dreams. All the fucking time. I can't even look at other girls because you're all I see. I just had to tell you. I couldn't keep it in any longer."

You suddenly froze, your heart pounding like a drum solo. Time seemed to slow down, with only the two of you and the warm glow of the streetlights as the real things around. You wanted to speak, but the words simply wouldn't come out.

"Please say something!" Lando begged, his voice shaky. "Anything! Even if you don't like me back, just tell me. But don't let this mess up our friendship!"

It didn't destroy your friendship, but it sent your world spinning. You realized your little crush on the driver was a full-blown fire, and with each passing year, the flames only licked higher. But every time Lando flirted, the same words you had said to him tumbled out: "It's inappropriate."

He hated those words. He'd always argue with you about it. "Come on, I like you and I know you like me too. I know it! Who cares about work? We can keep it quiet. It can be our secret." He always had a solution for every worry, but you remained strong.

You wanted to believe that you could remain strong.

The problem was, your feelings were turning into a rebellion. Keeping them bottled up was a losing battle, and you weren't sure how much longer you could resist the pressure from the driver.

Lando strutted into the paddock beside you, his black clothes and crisp white shirt doing nothing to hide his cocky grin. "Finally figured out why I haven't won a race yet." He announced, his cologne a heady wave in your direction.

You peeked over your sunglasses. "Oh yeah, Sherlock? What's the conclusion?"

He leaned close, his voice a low rumble. "No good luck kiss from you, that's what! Maybe we should fix that? Make it a tradition if it works."

A laugh escaped you. "So it's my fault, huh?"

"Exactly!" He grinned. "And if I lose again without a kiss, everyone's gonna hear about it."

"That's your best shot at flirting?" You teased. "Seriously, Lando, you're terrible."

A playful smirk tugged at his lips. He draped his arm around your shoulder, leading you towards the McLaren hospitality area. "The only girl I flirt with is you, love. Guess you'll have to show me how to improve."

Heat flooded your cheeks, betraying your fake indifference. Lando wasn't an idiot. He knew you felt the same way, a truth as clear as the Miami sunshine.

A booming voice shattered the playful tension. "Whoa there, puppet, keep your hands off of her!"

Carlos emerged behind you, clad in his new Ferrari blues. You turned to see him glaring at Lando, who simply scoffed and moved away, the arm around your shoulder replaced by Carlos's protective arm.

He leaned down, a quick peck on your head followed by a wink aimed at Lando, who rolled his eyes with a playful huff.

"Or what?" Lando challenged.

Carlos pretended to consider, then grinned. "Or I'll run you off the track at the race. And don't even think about getting jealous. It's a bad look on you."

Agree to disagree, you thought. Jealousy did look good on him. The way he tapped his foot impatiently, the way he chewed his lip with a focused intensity – those were the subtle giveaways that made your heart skip a beat.

"Leave him alone, Sainz!" You swatted playfully at Carlos' chest, the contact sending a blush blooming across your cheeks.

"Oh, look who's defending the love bird." He teased, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

You blushed once again. "Shut up." You whispered.

Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Lando fighting a smile as you continued towards McLaren hospitality. A quick goodbye to Carlos later, you disappeared inside, ready for your daily tasks. Lando watched you go, his gaze lingering long after you were out of sight.

When he finally turned back to his friend, Carlos was waiting, arms crossed, a knowing smirk plastered across his face. "What?"

"Ugh, the both of you." Carlos rolled his eyes. "All this mooning and staring, it's getting pathetic. Just take her out, will you?"

Lando sighed. "I've been trying for years. It's always 'inappropriate.'"

"Well, try harder!" Carlos pressed. "Last thing you need is someone else catching her eye."

Lando's playful demeanor vanished. "What do you mean?" He pressed, a sudden seriousness tightening his features. Carlos simply offered him a pat on the shoulder before walking away, leaving Lando with a gnawing sense of unease. "Hey, what do you mean?"

The sprint had been a disaster. It all ended so quickly that it didn't give him enough time to think, no chance to catch Max and the others at the front. To make matters worse, the Stewards imposed a heavy fine of €50,000 for crossing the track while the rave was still ongoing.

Later, back at the hotel, he was torn between feeling exhausted and frustrated. A cold shower did little to wash away the bitter taste of defeat. He pulled on fresh clothes and collapsed onto the bed. Closing his eyes, he focused on the tension leaving his body, hoping for a moment of peace.

A loud ringing sound shattered the silence and startled him out of his daze. He groaned as he searched for his phone, buried somewhere in the crumpled sheets.

Y/n: Hey, Oscar and I are planning to watch a movie and grab some food. Wanna join us? We're in my bedroom.

Lando smile, looking at your text.

Lando: You know I like you. You shouldn't tell me when you have other guys in your bedroom. It breaks my heart.

Although he couldn't see you, he was certain you were rolling your eyes after reading his message.

Y/n: Shut up and get your ass here.

A laugh escaped Lando's lips as he pushed himself out of bed. He stalked over to the mirror, running a hand through his damp curls. With a flick of the switch, the room dropped into darkness, and Lando walked out of his room.

Your room was on a different floor, but soon a familiar knock came at your door. Your heart kicked into a familiar rapid-fire beat as you swung the door open.

"Hi!"

"Hey, beautiful." He cupped your cheek, his touch sending a shiver down your spine. "Osc!" He jumped in your bed and in one smooth motion, he snagged a chip from the bowl you'd set on the nightstand.

"Hey. What do you feel like watching?" He quickly looked through your Netflix library, skipping over the typical romantic comedy options.

"Anything but that mushy stuff." Lando declared, earning a playful jab from you.

"Take your shoes off the bed, Lando!"

He chuckled, kicking off his sneakers. He leaned back against the headboard, his gaze lingering on you for a second too long. You were a black Simpsons shirt and matching sporty shorts, your bare feet resting comfortably on the cool sheets. A small anchor could be seen on your ankle, sparking his imagination about what other hidden treasures lay beneath your clothes.

The spell was broken by a knock on the door. With a quick smile, you ran toward the door, returning moments later with a stack of takeout boxes.

You settled next to Lando on the bed, while Oscar sprawled out at the foot like a contented cat. With the Avengers movie playing softly in the background, you devoured your food, a comfortable silence settling around the three of you.

Two hours passed by quickly as the credits rolled. Oscar groaned and got off the bed. You mimicked his stretch, feeling the pleasant ache of a relaxed evening.

"Looks like someone's having a sleepover!" Oscar teased, pointing a playful finger at Lando. The driver was sprawled across your pillow, a peaceful look on his face.

A soft gasp escaped your lips. "Oh, Lando!" you whispered, torn between amusement and a flicker of panic. He looked undeniably adorable, a mess of soft curls framing his face. You glanced at Oscar, who was already pulling on his sneakers. "We have to wake him up, right?"

Oscar chuckled, a knowing glint in his eyes. "We? Seems pretty comfy to me, Y/N. Let the man enjoy his rest." He started towards the door, but you reached out.

"Wait, where are you going? He can't stay here." Panic bubbled in your chest. The thought of him sleeping in your bed sent shivers down your spine.

"So wake him up!"

Your cheeks flushed crimson. "I… I don't want to wake him." The words came out a soft mumble, barely audible.

Oscar leaned closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. "Then don't. Trust me, asleep is the only state he'll stay put. Besides, wouldn't you rather wake up to a grateful cuddle buddy in the morning?"He winked, leaving you speechless, alone with the British driver.

Oh my god, you screamed to yourself.

You tiptoed around the room, unsure of your next move. Finally, drawn by a strange magnetism, you found yourself kneeling by the bed.

Lando's serene face was illuminated by the soft bedside lamp. His chest rose and fell gently in sleep, a single black curl escaping the gentle mess of his hair.

An irresistible urge to touch him washed over you. Without thinking about it, your fingers reached out, tentatively brushing against the perfect curl. As if sensing the intrusion, Lando stirred, and his brow furrowed slightly. You quickly retreated to the bathroom, heart pounding as you slammed the door carefully behind you.

Leaning against the door, you let out a shaky breath. You hurriedly changed into pyjamas, suddenly aware of how thin they felt compared to your day clothes. But it was hot, and you hadn't brought anything else.

Peeking through the crack in the door, you peeked out, praying for the best. Relief flooded you when you saw Lando, thankfully still asleep, but now facing the other side of the bed.

You were wondering if that little couch in the corner was worth sleeping on. It looked quite small and uninviting. Sleep on that uncomfortable excuse of furniture, or share the bed with Lando? The answer, realistically, was obvious.

You climbed in, scooting over as far as possible to create a respectable amount of distance from the body next to you. Sleep, thankfully, came quickly. Maybe it was the exhaustion from the day, or perhaps the unexpected warmth and sense of security that came with having Lando beside you, but you drifted off faster than usual.

Sunlight, snuck into the room, painting stripes across Lando's face. He blinked, momentarily disoriented. Hadn't he closed those curtains last night? He sat up, surprise jolting through him as he realized he wasn't in his own bed.

Even more shocking was the sight beside him. You, cuddle against him, your thin pyjamas offering little to make him look away. One of your legs peeked out from under the discarded sheet, and Lando felt a warmth spread through him that had nothing to do with the morning sun.

What in the world? How had he ended up, tangled in your sheets? A quick glance around revealed his phone abandoned on the nightstand. It was still early, but Jon would be expecting him in his room soon. He needed to get out, get cleaned up and get ready for the day. But leaving felt like ripping himself away from something precious.

He stole a glance at you. Your face, relaxed and peaceful, was turned towards him. A stray strand of hair tickled your cheek. Hesitantly, he reached out, tucking it behind your ear. The touch, light as a feather, was enough to stir you awake.

Lando didn't flinch and when you fluttered your eyes open, his face was inches away. A wave of yearning swept through you, a desire for more mornings waking up beside him.

"Did I die and go to heaven last night?" His voice, husky with sleep, sent shivers down your spine.

"You fell asleep." You admitted, your voice barely a whisper. "And I didn't have the heart to wake you up."

"Right." He breathed the word out, a ghost of a smile playing on his lips. His hand reached out, cupping your cheek with a tenderness that both surprised and delighted you. A blush crept up your neck as he murmured, "Lucky me." Then, a sigh escaped his lips. "I have to go. Jon will be at my room any minute."

You nodded and smiled, despite the disappointment tugging at your heart. You watched as he hesitately rose, groaning at leaving your bed. His hair was a mess of adorable curls, and his rumpled clothes added a touch of vulnerability that made him look even more adorable.

He grabbed his phone and sneakers and then paused, a playful smirk on his face. "So, about that lucky kiss for good luck?" He teased, a hint of hope lacing his voice. "We already slept together!"

"Go!" You muttered.

"Fine, fine." He chuckled. "See you later, love."

He turned towards the door, and an impulsive urge surged through you. Before you could overthink it, you were out of bed and racing towards him. He reached for the doorknob, but you were faster, grabbing his arm and spinning him around.

For a moment, confusion clouded his features, but it quickly melted into surprise as you planted a kiss on his cheek. It was a chaste kiss, lingering just a beat too long to be considered entirely platonic. When you pulled away, his eyes held a mixture of shock and something deeper.

"There's your lucky kiss." You whispered, your voice barely above a breath. "Now go."

Lando stood speechless for a moment, the kiss still tingling on his skin. Then, a slow smile spread across his face "Today is a day full of opportunities." He declared.

With one last lingering look, he opened the door and disappeared into the hallway. You leaned against the wall, your heart pounding against your ribs.

You had never felt more nervous before in a race. At the start, it seemed like Oscar could give Verstappen a run for his money, but then the safety car came out and it felt like you were barely moving until the end of the race, with Lando being P1. It wasn't until the checkered flag waved that you finally exhaled, a shaky breath that escaped with a nervous laugh.

The McLaren hospitality buzzed with excitement. Lando had finally done it. His first F1 victory, a triumph long overdue. You joined the celebrations, a wide smile plastered across your face, not just for the team, but for Lando himself. It was a moment he deserved.

"Great race, Oscar!" You exclaimed as the Australian driver entered the hospitality area and hug you. "You had Red Bull sweating for a while there!"

He chuckled, pulling you into a brief hug. "Thanks, Y/N. I gave it my all, but the real winner tonight is Lando." He winked. "I'm sure your champion will be here any minute, looking for his girl."

You slapped his arm playfully, a blush creeping up your neck. "Don't say that in here!"

"Everybody knows." He whispered back.

As if on cue, Lando appeared. His eyes scanned the room, a triumphant grin splitting his face when they landed on you. You saw as he and Oscar hugged each other and the rest of the team.

He weaved his way through the crowd, a trail of congratulations and backslaps following him, but it was you he was drawn to. Everyone else faded into the background as he reached you, his victory grin melting into a tender smile reserved only for you.

You welcomed him into a hug, a sweet and loving embrace. He buried his face in your neck, the scent of champagne and his signature cologne an intoxicating mix.

"We did it!" He murmured, his voice filled with emotion.

"You did it!" You corrected, pulling back to cup his face. "I'm so proud of you."

Everyone was engaged in their own celebrations as he took your hand. He led you away from the loud crowd, a silent understanding passing between you. As you slipped inside his driver's room, he locked the door behind him, a thrill of nervousness ran through you.

He closed the distance between you, his eyes roaming your face before settling on your lips. With a tender touch, he cupped your cheek, his thumb tracing a seductive path across your lips.

"Please!" He pleaded, his voice low and urgent. "Just this once…" You knew exactly what he craved.

"Lando--" You began.

"Please!" He repeated, his voice laced with a desperation that mirrored your own.

You swallowed the lump in your throat. A part of you, the part that had spent months pushing him away, hesitated. But the other part yearned to give in. You nodded.

He cupped your face in his hands and pressed you against the wall. The next moment, his lips were on yours, the taste of champagne a sweet surprise against yours. The kiss was hungry and desperate. You clung to his fireproof shirt. The world melted away, replaced by the intoxicating sensation of his lips moving against yours. All the reasons you'd held back faded away.

But just as the kiss deepened, a knock on the door jolted you both back to reality. You broke away, gasping for breath.

Lando groaned. "Yeah?" The voice from the other side told him they were expecting him. Lando rolled his eyes. "Just give me a minute."

When you heard the footsteps fade away, you reached for the doorknob, but Lando's hand shot out, his fingers wrapping firmly around your wrist.

"Stop it, Lando." You whispered.

"Don't!" He pleaded. "You can't tell me you didn't like it. I could feel it, Y/N. Don't deny it."

"I'm not denying it." You admitted your voice barely a whisper. "But you know why this can't happen."

Lando's jaw clenched. "It's NOT inappropriate! Look," he said, his voice softer now, "I waited this long for my first win. I can wait for you, just as long."

He cupped your jaw and before you could react, he leaned in and kissed the corner of your lips. He unlocked the door in one swift motion and stepped out, leaving you breathless.

You'd politely declined Lando's after-party invitation at the strip club near the hotel. You weren't the nightclub type, and deep down, Lando knew that. You assured him that you hadn't rejected it because of the kiss, but the way the call ended, left a pit in your stomach.

"He's mad! I know it." You mumbled to Oscar, who sat beside you at the hotel bar. The rest of the team was split between a game of darts in the back and loud conversations over drinks by the pool. "He didn't say 'bye, love' or 'see you later, beautiful', we just said bye."

Oscar facepalmed as he looked at his drunk best friend rambling about their mutual friend who was likely doing the same thing at the party.

"You're his friend, Y/N, not his girlfriend." He teased, sending a blush creeping up your cheeks. You stammered a reply, but the words got tangled up in your throat. "He's probably getting lucky tonight." He continued. "Deserves it after that win."

The implication hit you like a punch to the gut. "Lucky? You think he'll...?"

A mischievous glint danced in Oscar's eyes. "Oh, absolutely."

You downed the last of your drink, feeling a hollowness in your chest. "Good for him." You mumbled, the words lacking conviction.

Oscar groaned, frustration etching lines on his forehead. "Jesus, Y/N! The only girl he wants to get lucky with is you. Stop playing these mind games and making yourselves miserable!"

You rested your head on your hand, a wave of emotions crashing over you. "Oscar," You confessed, looking him straight in the eye. "I really like him. Like, never liked anyone this way before."

A slow smile spread across his face. "Then do something about it."

Lando was having the best time of his life, celebrating his first win with his friends. He felt his chest vibrate with every beat of the bass, as he laughed with his friends. Despite the fun he was having, he was also experiencing a dull ache. Your absence stood out.

He'd downed a few too many drinks to drown the disappointment steaming inside. When you declined the club invitation, his frustration boiled over into a harsh goodbye, which he quickly regretted.

"Did you see who just walked in?" Max shouted into his ear over the loud music.

"What?" Max pointed towards the entrance, causing a frown to appear on Lando's forehead.

Your arrival sent a jolt through him, he felt a surge of adrenaline and his earlier frustration vanished as a smile stretched across his face.

"Go get your girl, champ!" Max patted his shoulder with a wink.

Lando needed no further encouragement. He navigated his way through the crowd, his eyes fixed on you.

You scanned the room with a hint of apprehension. Even in your tipsy state, a voice of reason whispered in your head, questioning this impulsive move.

Just as you turned to leave, a warm hand closed around your wrist. You didn't need to see his face to know who it was. His familiar touch sent a familiar spark across your skin.

He wore a playful smirk, but his eyes held a hint of concern. "I thought you weren't coming."

You tried to appear casual, but your voice betrayed you. "I wasn't."

"How much did you have to drink?" He asked you, and you furrowed your eyebrows. How did he know what you had been doing? You stuttered in response, unsure of what to say. "Did Oscar let you come here drunk?"

"I'm not drunk! And how do you know I've been drinking?"

"Then why the sudden change of heart?" His gaze softened, searching your face. "And Oscar's been keeping me updated."

"Why doe--"

"Why are you here, Y/n?" He asked you.

You felt your face getting hot as you looked around the club, the among of bodies suddenly overwhelming. "I, uh..." You cleared your throat, the words catching in your tight throat. "I need a drink."

As you made your way towards the bar, Lando followed closely behind. You approached the counter and asked the bartender for a drink. He nodded and began to mix your order. Lando stood by your side, looking a you.

"How did you get here? Does Oscar know?" The concern in his voice sent a shiver down your spine.

You nodded and then drank the entire drink that was placed in front of you all at once. "Yes. He called me an Uber and told the guy to drop me here." Lando looked surprised as he noticed the empty glass in your hand. You hadn't intended to drink it so quickly, but your nerves got the best of you.

"Whoa, slow down there."

"I thought you wanted to celebrate!" You said to him as the bartender handed you another drink. You took it and walked away. Lando's face was adorned with a smile, but worry still lingered in his mind. Despite that, there was a sense of happiness as the night was finally complete.

You leaned heavily against Lando, his arm wrapped securely around your waist, as the elevator ride made you feel dizzy. He, somehow, seemed frustratingly sober.

"Hey," He chuckled, his voice warm despite the coolness of the metal walls. You managed a watery smile, lifting a hand to touch his cheek. "What are you thinking about?"

"Dogs." You mumbled. "Do you think they dream about bones?"

Lando's laugh filled the small space. "Maybe. I don't know beautiful."

"Do you think I'm beautiful?" You blurted out, smiling innocently.

He stopped in front of your room, his gaze holding yours. The concern that had flickered in his eyes earlier was gone, replaced by something more intense. "You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen." A giggle erupted from your lips. Lando reacted instinctively, clapping a hand over your mouth. It was late, and the last thing they needed was a noise complaint. "Shh." He murmured. "Gotta be quiet, love."

You nodded. "Okay!"

"Where's your key?" he asked, his voice laced with a hint of exasperation. You shrugged, the simple action requiring more effort than you cared to admit.

"Lando?" You whined. "Sleepy..."

He cursed under his breath, scanning the empty hallway. Walking up to the front desk for a key wasn't exactly his ideal scenario.

"Alright, you're coming with me." He said gently, scooping you up in his arms. A sleepy protest tumbled from your lips, but you clung to him instinctively as he carried you back towards the elevator.

"Can we go to the beach?" You mumbled as the doors closed.

"The beach will be there in the morning." He replied, a hint of amusement in his voice. "It's almost five am."

A giggle escaped you. "Naked swim?"

He cleared his throat, the sound a little rough. You'd been a delightful firecracker all night, and he was struggling to keep his cool. "The shower's a much better option right now."

The elevator doors slid open, and with a sigh, he carried you out, your head chilling against his shoulder. He fumbled with his keycard, finally pushing the door open with his foot.

In the room, he gently laid you on the bed, the soft sheets making you relax and close your eyes.

For a moment, he stood there, watching you. The urge to pull you close, to feel your warmth against him, was killing him. But your vulnerability state held him back.

"Hey, love?" He said softly, his voice laced with concern. "Can I take off your shoes?"

You mumbled something incomprehensible but managed a weak nod. He carefully removed your heels, his fingers brushing against your ankle for a fleeting moment that sent a jolt through him.

"Maybe a shower would be good." He suggested, his voice gruff. "You'll sleep better."

"With you?" She asked him, excited.

Lando, still feeling the effects of alcohol, ran his fingers through his hair, feeling hot.

"You can't imagine how much I want to say yes... But no, not tonight." You pouted. Grabbing your hands, he pulled you up. "Ask me again tomorrow!"

He gently led you to the bathroom and helped you sit down. He waited for the water to warm up, and when it was ready, he turned around. Suddenly, Lando's breath caught in his throat.

Without him realising, you had taken off your clothes. You stood bathed in the soft glow, vulnerability etched on your face, wearing only your black lace lingerie.

He tore his gaze from you. His heart beat a frantic rhythm against his ribs, mimicking the feel of the alcohol in his veins. Only if you weren't drunk...

"Are you okay?" Your voice was so gentle and innocent, nothing like it normally sounded. You reached out and touched his back. He flinched the innocent gesture a powerful trigger for his already steaming desire.

"Y/N, please!" He pleaded. "If you keep touching me..." The sentence trailed off, the implication hanging heavy in the air. The more he looked at you, the more his willpower crumbled. Shame washed over him. "Love, just take a shower. You need to sober up." He gestured to a pile of clothes on the counter. "There are some of mine there. I'll be outside when you're done."

You stayed in the shower for a while, the hot water feeling good against your skin. You weren't completely sober, the world still held a gentle sway, but the edge of drunkenness had dimmed.

Stepping out, you wrapped yourself in a fluffy towel Lando had left out.

As you dried your hair, you caught your reflection in the mirror. Even in the state of mind you were, you knew you were going to regret it in the morning. You put on the clothes he had left you and shoved the feeling down.

Lando, scrolling through his phone on the bed, looked up when the bathroom door creaked open. Relief washed over him as he saw you wrapped in his clothes.

"Feeling better?" He asked. You offered a small nod, leaning weakly against the doorframe. The playful energy that had fueled you earlier had dimmed, replaced by exhaustion. "Good!" He said, a hesitant smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "Sleepy?" You simply nodded again. He cleared his throat, the silence growing heavy in the room. "So... Are you comfortable sharing the bed, or...?"

"It's fine." You mumbled. A playful glint flickered in your eyes. "And I promise I won't, uh, bite."

Lando chuckled, the sound warm and genuine. "Don't get me wrong, love," He said, his voice dropping to a raspy whisper. "You could do whatever you wanted most nights, believe me. But not tonight."

He gestured to the empty spot beside him on the bed, inviting you to join him, an unspoken tension lingering in the air.

You waddled across the room, the oversized t-shirt hanging loosely on your body. Climbing onto the bed, you scooted closer to him, a nervous feeling running through you, despite the lingering effects of the alcohol still dancing through your veins.

"Can we at least...?" You trailed off, your voice barely a whisper. "You know... a goodnight kiss?

"You're a menace when you're drunk, you know that?" He teased, a playful sparkle in his eyes.

You batted your eyelashes in a way you knew usually worked. He sighed, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. "Alright, alright!" He complied. "But on the cheek. Lips are off-limits tonight."

You couldn't help the grin that spread across your face. As he leaned in, the faint scent of his cologne filled your senses. He placed a soft kiss on your cheek, sending shivers down your spine.

"Goodnight, Y/N!" He murmured, his voice sending a flutter to your heart. "Hope you'll remember this tomorrow morning."

"Goodnight, race winner." You replied, a hint of sleepiness in your voice.

Sunlight pierced through the blinds, finding your eyelids and forcing them open with a groan. Your head felt like a maraca that had been shaken all night, and your mouth tasted like a desert. Sitting up cautiously, you winced at the throbbing in the back of your head.

Memories and fragments started to come back. The kiss, the club, the dancing, Lando's strong arm around you... and then... a complete blank. Panic started to rise in your chest. What had you done? Had you said something stupid or done something worse?

The bedroom door creaked open and Lando entered, a steaming mug of coffee in his hand. He looked like a vision with his rumpled hair and a smile breaking out on his face as soon as he saw you awake.

"Good morning, sunshine!" He said, his voice sounding awful to your pounding head.

"Don't yell!" You mumbled. "Water?"

He chuckled, handing you a bottle of water. He sat on the edge of the bed, his concern evident in his eyes. You took a grateful sip, the cool liquid easing the dryness in your throat.

"Do you remember anything from last night?" He asked you, sitting on the edge of the bed, his concern evident in his eyes.

You took a deep breath. "I remember... bits and pieces." You admitted, shame creeping up your cheeks. "Lando, I am sorry if I did something or said something wrong... I must have been awful. I was very, very drunk."

He shook his head, a small smile playing on his lips. "Honestly? I wish you felt that comfortable around me all the time." Lando reached out, brushing a stray strand of hair from your face. His touch sent a jolt through you. "You know how much I like you... Y/n, I'm in love with you."

Your heart hammered against your ribs at his confession. A real and pure confession.

"Lando--" You breathed, your voice thick with emotion.

He took your hand in his, his eyes filled with a gentle understanding. "I know..." He said, his voice a soothing balm. "Just know that I'll wait for you. However long it takes." He squeezed your hand.

Tears welled up in your eyes. The years of running, of pushing him away, suddenly seemed pointless. All you wanted was to be here, with him.

Leaning forward, you met his gaze. Then, you cupped his face gently and placed a soft, sweet kiss on his lips. It was a kiss filled with apology and relief.

"I'm tired of running." You whispered against his lips. "I'm in love with you too. I've always have."

Lando couldn't help but grin as you hugged him. First, the win, then the kiss and now the girl of his dreams confessing her feelings. Yeah, you could definitely say it was a very good day for Lando No Wins.

"I love you, Y/n." You smiled, a genuine, heart-melting smile.

"I love you too, Lando." You knew, at that moment, hugging the person you had been in love with for years, that you were finally home.

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norrisleclercf1 · 2 months

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logan & reader getting frisky on a beach vacay please 🙏

With the warm sun on your skin and not many people around, today was the perfect beach vacation. Spring break was over and Logan was home between the races before Miami kicked off. Lying on the beach you watch as he builds a sandcastle and you lie watching him through your sunglasses.

It wasn't everyday that you two got to spend time together. It was hard, with his schedule and you being busy, so this was the perfect time to spend time together. It also helped Logan the local boy found a place where barely anyone comes to so it'd be rare to see anyone or anyone find you two.

"You're staring," Logan chuckles, turning his head to look at you, a blush on his cheeks which has you propping yourself up on your elbows smirking. "Can't help it, there's a very hot American before me." Logan giggles and stands up, brushing off the sand and lying down beside you on the towels.

"Well, I have a very hot girlfriend before me, so I guess I win." Logan moves, lying on his stomach as he kisses your shoulder blade. He smiles, you smell of sunscreen and sun, he doesn't know why, but that smell well always smell of summer to him. "And you're not kissing this very hot girlfriend why?" You ask, Logan blushes and leans up.

Your lips brush eat other, before you both kissing slowly. There wasn't a need to rush, you have forever with one another. You move lying down as he moves, placing half his body ontop of yours as he takes his time slowing is tongue inside your mouth which has you moaning.

Logan chuckles, fingers running over your skin, you giggle which has the both of you smiling into each other. "Take it off," You whine, Logan shushes you and moves kissing over your neck, and moves to your chest. "Ah," You whine feeling his teeth bite your nipple through your bikini. You shiver as his fingers move over your strings and untie it slowly letting your tits fall out. He giggles seeing your tan lines and kisses around them.

"You're such a bot," You laugh and Logan can't help but join in as his large hands palm your chest. "What? Everything else is tanned, it just made me giggle," You roll your eyes but soon they roll back when Logan sucks one into his mouth and palms the other.

"Can we fuck on the beach?" You ask and Logan looks up at you shocked and then smirks. He reaches behind you and pulls out a condom with a little shy smile now. You bust out laughing as does Logan which turns into giggling kisses.

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femmesandhoney · 8 months

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kay why ess

White lines, pretty baby, tattoos

Don't know what they mean, they're special, just for you

White lines, baking powder on the stove

Cooking up a dream, turning diamonds into snow

I feel you, pretty baby, feel me

Turn it up hot, loving you is free

I like it down, like it down, way low

But you already know that, you already know

Come on down to Florida, I got somethin' for ya

We could see the kilos or the Keys, baby, oh yeah

Guns in the summertime, chic-a-Cherry Cola lime

Prison isn't nothing to me, if you'll be by my side

Yayo, yayo, yayo

And all the dope fiends

Yayo, yayo, yayo

Strung in my mouth and gold hoops

You like your little baby like you like your drinks, cool

White lines, pretty daddy, go skiing

You snort it like a champ, like the winter we're not in

Come on down to Florida, I got somethin' for ya

We could see the kilos or the Keys, baby, oh yeah

Guns in the summertime, chic-a-Cherry Cola lime

Prison isn't nothing to me, if you'll be by my side

Yayo, yayo, yayo

And all the dope fiends

Yayo, yayo, yayo

We could get high in Miami, ooh-ooh

Dance the night away

People never die in Miami, ooh-ooh

That's what they all say

(You believe me, don't you baby?)

Come on down to Florida, I got somethin' for ya

We could see the kilos or the Keys, baby, oh yeah

Guns in the summertime, chic-a-Cherry Cola lime

Prison don't mean nothing to me, if you'll be by my side

Yayo, yayo, yayo

All the Floridians like

Yayo, yayo, yayo

All the Colombians like

Yayo, yayo, yayo

And all my girlfriends

Yayo, yayo, yayo

That's how we do it, like

Mm-mm, pretty baby

White lines, pretty baby

Gold teeth, pretty baby

Dance the night away

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orpheusdrinkinga40inadeathbasket · 9 months

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white lines pretty baby tattoos don't know what they mean they're special just for you white lines baking powder on the stove cooking up a dream turning diamonds into snow i feel you pretty baby feel me turn it up hot loving you is free i like it down like it down way low but you already know that you already know come on down to florida i got something for ya we could see the kilos or the keys baby oh yeah guns in the summertime chic-a-cherry cola lime prison isn't nothing to me if you'll be by my side yayo yayo yayo and all the dope fiends yayo yayo yayo sun in my mouth and gold hoops you like your little baby like you like your drinks: cool white lines pretty daddy go skiing you snort it like a champ like the winter we’re not in come on down to florida i got something for ya we could see the kilos or the keys baby oh yeah guns in the summertime chic-a-cherry cola lime prison isn't nothing to me if you'll be by my side yayo yayo yayo and all the dope fiends yayo yayo yayo we could get high in miami ooh ooh dance the night away people never die in miami ooh ooh that's what they all say yay (you believe me don't you baby?) come on down to florida i got something for ya we could see the kilos or the keys baby oh yeah guns in the summertime chic-a-cherry cola lime prison don't mean nothing to me if you'll be by my side yayo yayo yayo all the floridians like yayo yayo yayo all the colombians like yayo yayo yayo and all my girlfriends yayo yayo yayo that's how we do it like mm-mm pretty baby white lines pretty baby gold teeth pretty baby yeah yeah yeah dance the night away

#lana del rey #lyrics

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xxxtentacionmerchstore · 1 year

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Rapper XXXTentacion's life ended in violence.

XXXTentacion was proud to have fought from a young age and said that at the age of 6 he tried to fight a man who lived with his mother. Onfroy grew up in Broward County, Florida, which is densely populated and economically diverse, with many supermarkets lined with low-rise frame houses. XXXTentacion said his parents are Jamaican and also claimed on his personal Tumblr page that his ancestors were of Egyptian, Indian, German and Italian blood.

This chaotic journey is also reflected in his taste in music. When hip-hop magazine XXL hailed XXXTentacion as an upcoming talent with a cover photo in 2017, the rapper was asked about the artists who inspired him, naming a range of names from rock to punk, including Kurt Cobain, Papa Roach, Cage the Elephant and even the British band Coldplay.

"I'm more inspired by other artists than rap," said XXXTentacion. He's had a rebellious personality since childhood and XXXTentacion showed that with his looks. There are many photos of XXXTentacion with tattoos visible, such as a tree on his forehead, an elephant's head on his neck, and the word "Cleopatra". on the chest in honor of his mother, Cléopâtre Bernard. In

Bernard gave birth to a son Onfroy when she was only 17-18 years old and had to work hard to raise him 'restless'; Son. "My mother didn't mind taking care of me, so she just referred me to someone who could take care of me.I wasn't living in good circumstances at the time” XXXTentacion shared once. Then Onfroy realized his punches were an easy way to get his mother's attention.

"At school, I would fight with a lot of my classmates and say a lot of dirty things just to hear my mom yell or talk to me," XXXTentacion said.

Heavy fighting resulted in Onfroy being expelled from high school. At the age of 12 he lived mainly with his grandmother.In high school, Onfroy was arrested for armed robbery, possession of oxycodone pain medication, gun possession, and resisting law enforcement.

In prison, he wrote music that eventually became a hit.

However, XXXTentacion's life ended when he was shot and killed.

In March, XXXTentacion's second studio album "?" topped the Billboard 200. However, that success came at the same time he was awaiting trial in Broward, Fla. for brutally assaulting and jailing a pregnant woman, his girlfriend Geneva Ayala.Ayala told the Miami New Times about the horrifying attack.

Ayala revealed that she was repeatedly hit by XXXTentacion every three to four days during the summer of

in 2016. The rapper strangled her, tore off her clothes, hung her upside down and threatened to cut off her hair and tongue. XXXTentacion also stabbed her, slicing her face and holding her head under water.

XXXTentacion continued to be violent towards Ayala even after she was discovered by

in October 2016 that she was pregnant.That same month he was arrested and charged with assaulting a pregnant woman. However, he has always denied the allegations.

In addition to physically assaulting his girlfriend, XXXTentacion has also stirred controversy by arguing with viewers and hurling vulgar insults at Superstar Drake.

But legal troubles couldn't stop XXXTentacion's initial success. With the endorsement of SoundCloud and praise from rap stars like Danny Brown and A$AP Rocky, his reputation has steadily grown.

"Look At Me" debuted on the Billboard Hot 100 in February 2017. During this time, the rapper was constantly arrested and imprisoned for various crimes. When her debut album, titled 17, was released in August, it reached number two on the Billboard chart.

The album XXXTentacion "?" to the top of the charts and the single "Sad!" It was certified double platinum and reached the top 5 on the rap and R&B charts. From 2017 to date, 16 songs by XXXTentacion have made the Billboard Hot 100 chart.

When XXXTentacion was awarded by XXL magazine, a controversy broke out. "Should XXXTentacion be here? He should be in prison.He has a criminal record," Pitchfork asked in reference to the rapper's criminal record.

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kingianmedina · 2 years

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Hi Seedy Alliance. I can’t believe we’re just a couple days away from my very first election as a politician. I hope that by aligning with you all I gained credibility and trust with the Republican Party whom I want to work closely with to find middle grounds. My biggest wish is to be with you all during election night in our private business to relieve the tension of waiting for election results. This alliance is HOT and don’t let some old fashioned constituency advise you that it’s disreputable or gross. I bring intrinsic value into everything I do. I made Miami Lakes an affluent upper class community just by saying it is in my campaign because before we were definitely in the upper middle class. You and me—the hottest men in the U.S. Government deserve an alliance where they can be free to be normal men and whatever more comes to that. I know you republicans call it going fishing with the fellas, or going huntin with the fellas and some even go to mall restrooms because they can’t take it. I’m here to let you know that it’s okay, most women aren’t judgmental and in the current liberal-dominated environment, they’d be open minded. I plan on finding a girlfriend and wife that understands, so we can arrange for our wives to play with each other, while the men play with the men, which would be way hotter. I promise that all my ideas for fraternizing in government are in good faith to sow and reap collegiality in government for more reliance and efficiency. If we eat together, go to recreation together, if our families know each other, if we retreat to the woods together, etc. we would be a better government because we’re all friends here. We won’t cross any lines or boundaries that people aren’t comfortable with. For the hot recreation between government, we invite a tight and well trusted crew for dinner and drinks one Friday after work in PRIVATE TIME (FL and GA forgot about my private time and denied me based on private behavior protected by 4th Amendment)….we have have some drinks and then you start feeling the vibe if everyone is attracted to everyone. So one alpha man invites them back to their place for more drinks, Alpha man and his wing man have to make the first move with a consensual kiss. Alpha man tells the new government girls that they are having a lot of fun together right now and before we continue on we have to explain that we are in government and only have sex with others in government. We aren’t promiscuous except with a tight tight group of other government officials that we trust like Tom Brady. Then we tell them that they are invited to join the elite group and meet the rest. I can think of a lot of things that can be argued against doing this, but I’m the King so I overrule all laws and ethics that says government can’t fraternize with co-workers, judges, bosses, and opposing counsel. If you’re in government and you’re sleeping around with other government just for sexual pleasure and to get to know each other better, then that’s fine. Contrarily, if you are in government and sleeping around with other government officials for explicit favors, explicit preferential treatment, explicit pay raises, explicit promotions, explicit more time off, explicit retirement benefits, etc. then the person should be enjoined from the sexual activity pursuant to this Executive Order via Note to Seedy Alliance. I differentiated between explicit and implicit because for example, John Boss has a wife and they agreed to the new swingers protocol for the government officials in U.S. Government. John Boss—a well experienced patriotic 60 something white guy has been having intimacy with Susie Den, his whitish but with a Latina ass 20-something year old receptionist and he really enjoys it. They divide on political ideologies, but once at intimacy they leave their differences apart eliminating the adverse workplace effect that would had occurred if John Boss and Susie Den were not being intimate under the new law and protocol by the King. It has made him more loving, patient and passionate towards his wife because he does

#marco rubio #paul ryan #mattgeatz #Francis Suarez #seedyalliance #no jealousy #eachotheraboveany

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luvth0t · 2 years

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MIRROR MIRROR ━ C.S

in which your last resort attempts to gain carlos’ attention after a busy week in miami has him reminding you who you belong to.

warnings; smuttt, literally just sexual tension and smut, cocky carlos, bratty reader, a lot of choking, a lot of overstimulation, face slapping like once, edging, orgasm denial, degradation, praise, possessive carlos, asshole carlos but not really, jealous carlos, non-protected sex

“are you having fun?”

the moment you had been waiting for, his voice ringing in your ear as his hand found the small of your back, goosebumps rising on your skin as a grin broke out on your face, ignoring the visibly stunned man in front of you that you had been dancing with.

both of your attention undeniably now on the man behind you, who’s arm had now fully snaked around your waist, tugging you away from the guy you’d been busying yourself with.

“i’m surprised you’ve found time for me,” the petty words left your lips as you leaned back into his grasp ━ ignoring his question while happily welcoming his embrace as you felt his lips hover over the skin of your neck, his hot breath meeting the skin when he let out a chuckle.

“don’t be like that princesa,” carlos mused, the beer in his hand in full view as he draped his other arm over your shoulder; the hand that was around your waist now resting dangerously low on your hip.

you let out a fake hum of thought, ignoring the way his husky voice and his chest against your back was clouding your mind, consuming all your senses at once. and if he hadn’t been keeping you on edge all weekend you would’ve wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him like you’ve been craving.

but miami was jam packed. more action off track than on. meaning any alone time with carlos was impossible, only a few exchanges of suggestive words; and one makeout session in his drivers room that was very short lived.

it was the first time since things had started between you and carlos where you couldn’t have him at the click of your fingers. usually it was the other way around, him seeking you out and persuading you into a risky quicke, or a late night with him.

working as a junior pr member for the ferarri team you had caught his eye immediately. months of flirting and attempting to keep things professional was never bound to last.

something convenient for the pair of you, same place every other weekend; spending a couple of nights, maybe three, in each other’s beds.

neither of you bold enough to cross the line and put a label on the relationship between you, it still wasn’t too complicated.

you only had eyes for him. he only had eyes for you.

girlfriend and boyfriend in every way, despite the offical label nor the obligations that would follow.

so that made things difficult this weekend. where carlos had a full schedule, you had stacks of work to do. and finding excuses to see him and spend time with him was hard. because at the end of the day, being seen with him would need to be somewhat explained to those around you in the work environment, which seemed to be anywhere he went from wednesday night till sunday.

so instead you had to admire from afar since wednesday night. eyes meeting his with desperation, only being met with smirks and winks in response, but no efforts to make any time for you.

and while you knew deep down he couldn’t make time for you these few days, it didn’t make being starved of him any easier.

you were beyond excited to see him get on the podium again, especially after his bad luck streak. the only good those brought was the frustrated sex you had with him afterwards.

and while cheering him up was fun, celebrating was much better.

but you hadn’t even been able to lay eyes on him, well unless you were looking up at the big screen during the podium.

it was through passing of words that you became aware of tonight’s plans, that some members of the team would be going out tonight. you would’ve asked carlos yourself if he too was planning on going out but you still couldn’t get within an arms length of him.

“far as i know carlos is joining us. don’t think charles is,”

that’s all you needed to know before choosing to join those who were going out to a club in miami. surely there you could see carlos, he wasn’t even the man of the moment but still somehow you had no luck in reaching him.

and then your eyes met his across the club as he somehow saw you beyond those around him, a wink being sent your way before he went back to the conversation he was in. nothing unusual considering everyone wants to chat with any driver. let alone a ferarri one.

but then 5 minuets went by. then 10. then half an hour. then an hour. then two. carlos had made his way through the crowd, through conversations. but was yet to seek you out despite your countless attempts to seduce him with fuck me eyes and tempting smiles.

so you picked out the oldest trick in the book, one which seemed like a great idea after you downed a shot, find someone else to entertain yourself with.

and make sure he sees it.

you pretended to be interested in the local ahead of you, dancing with him aimlessly; laughing at his not so funny jokes, allowing his hands to wander every now and then, pushing them back up on your hips every other few moments.

hence why when carlos, finally, pulled you away from the man you had no resistance.

“be like what?” you asked innocently, twisting in his grasp to face him; raising an eyebrow in question, a step back from what you usually would be as if that would send a message you weren’t impressed.

carlos was only amused, too confident in himself to have any worries; watching in interest as you guided the beer in his hand up to your own mouth, taking a sip before cringing at the taste.

it was his turn to ignore your words, only raising his eyebrows as he let out a laugh shaking his head; his hand which had reached the small of your back attempting to pull you in towards him, but you were quick to raise your hands and press them against his chest; stilling his actions.

“ah, ah.” you tsked as he was leaning in, your eyes flickering to his lips for a brief moment; but your pride was too strong. he would need to work harder than that.

he was surprised by you stopping him, but didn’t let it show, instead his smile only widened as he still managed to hold you close, being left to lick his bottom lip instead of feelings yours against it.

“you’re not gonna congratulate me?” he asked in fake surprise, enough for you to roll your eyes carefully, hands happily finding a grip on the white button up he was wearing. you were completely zoned out of everything around the pair of you, the people, the music, the lights; giving none of it any mind.

“i’ve been trying to all night. so no. you missed your chance,” you told him knowingly, a slight shrug of your left shoulder giving away the fact you weren’t all that serious. that and the small smile attempting to tug on the corners of your mouth.

but once again carlos had no worries, was not one bit bothered by your words. empty words. just like before he was amused, having not been oblivious to your efforts to get his attention tonight, hearing you confirm it was always nice.

“was saving the best for last no?” he tried to reason, the grin on his features hard to resist, especially when he tugged you forwards once more; his grip on your back only feeding the hunger you had to feel his hands on your skin.

you were interrupted before you could come up with a witty reply, a hand emerging on his shoulder; grabbing his attention and tearing him away from you, causing you to shift to his side as he refused to fully let you go.

“carlos! back on the podium my guy!” a man slurred through a cheer, and you had no idea who he was. but based off the laughter that left carlos’ lips and his nod of acknowledgement it must have been someone of worth.

you stood there silently as the two spoke, carlos still holding you against his side; no care for anyone that could see. but when you slowly came to the realisation this conversation wasn’t ending any time soon, your impatience returned.

“should i leave you two to it?” you spoke up, eyes glancing up at the ferarri driver as you began to wiggle out of his grasp, taking a few steps back; practically challenging him with your eyes.

you wanted him to yourself. and you wanted him now.

and maybe carlos would’ve complied if you had taken your chance a few moments ago, but instead he would just play the same game.

“won’t be too long.” was all he said, flashing you a small smile. a telling one, and unlike him you couldn’t keep composed, a huff leaving your lips as you reluctantly left the pair alone.

not how that was meant to go.

the idea crossed your mind to head to the bar, occupy yourself with a drink until carlos was done. it’s not like waiting around for him wasn’t something unusual. but this weekend had been too much, extreme even.

of no fault of his own but surely it had reached a point where he could tell others to fuck off. so he could fuck you.

so instead you opted for picking out another guy in the crowd, never difficult as you casually bumped into him. apologetic smile flashing your features before you began to dance with him.

the crowded bodies almost made the dance floor unbearable but you had a goal here. if carlos wasn’t going to show or feel any urgency you’d just have to create it yourself, which is why you were uncharacteristically bold in throwing your arms around the neck of the guy you were dancing with.

you couldn’t hear a thing he was saying, nodding blindly, laughing very few moments; if you had cared about the conversation it definitely would’ve felt awkward but you had room to care.

a few songs passed and you allowed your eyes to scan the room quickly, finding the driver easily; he had moved to the bar, same guy still chatting his ear off.

but he was staring right back at you.

carlos was too sure of himself to worry. well aware the only reason you were with another guy was to gain his attention, as you had done moments before. but he was silently beginning to regret letting you have your fun.

he appeared cool, calm and collected. despite his eyes not having left you, now completely ignoring the guy on his right; his mind ticking over as he watched you.

the urge to rip you out of his arms was present, give you exactly what you wanted. what he wanted. it wasn’t as if he had been avoiding you this weekend. there purely was no place or time to make things work. he definitely handled it better than you though, your pouts, longing gazes and not so innocent messages made that clear.

but right now his laidback and careless exterior was cracking, especially as he watched the guys lips take his rightful place on your neck. of course the action causing your eyes to meet carlos’ again.

you tried to get a read on him, a small sweet smile to edge him on. but he didn’t react, his grip had tightened on the beer bottle in his hand but you wouldn’t notice. instead he simply raised an eyebrow, not seeming at all bothered.

for once you remained composed, another shrug of your shoulder before using all your focus to return your attention to the guy ahead of you, who was hopelessly pressing kisses against your skin and mumbling words you still couldn’t make out. but carlos was the only thing on your mind.

carlos deserved an oscar for the performance he was giving. watching without flinching, ignoring the bubbling anger and undeniable jealousy. a possessive strike definitely rising in him, a need to claim you as his for everyone to see. which was rare.

he never felt like this, ego too big, self confidence too high; you were his, even if it wasn’t offical. he didn’t ever feel the need to prove it, until now that was.

but once again, he knew damn well that you had no intentions for the guy your arms were around. he wasn’t going to make a scene, nor give you what you wanted. not yet at least. no matter how much it was getting under his skin.

didn’t make it any easier though. maybe if he had another drink down his throat he’d take the quick option and drag you to the bathroom of the club, bend you over the counter and give you what you wanted.

but carlos was a patient guy. even in his riled up state right now.

he watched as the guys lips attempted to meet yours, his breath hitching in his throat. thankful you weren’t looking at him because his face turned stoic, jaw clenching. you swerved the guy however, smoothly moving your head closer towards him and whispering in his ear instead.

carlos was relieved, unsure as to how he got worried so quickly; the breath he let out catching him off guard as he resisted the urge to scoff at your typical tactics. your hands running through the guys hair was the final straw, considering your eyes hadn’t found his for a few moments too long either.

downing the rest of the beer in his hand he wasn’t too gentle in placing it back on the bar, clicking into action as he weaved his way through the crowd, making sure to pass you on the way.

his hand only just brushed your lower back on his way pass, not slowing nor stopping and you would’ve missed the contact if you weren’t so aware in anticipation for him.

your head practically whipped over your shoulder, wanting to check it was him. and it was, but you were only met with the back of the ferarri driver as he continued to walk past and out of the club.

once again, not the plan. but you’d take it.

“excuse me,” the fake smile sat on your face perfectly as you quickly wiggled out of the man’s grip, following in the footsteps of carlos in a hurry, only just catching sight of him as he turned the corner.

he was meant to be chasing after you right now, but you knew staying with the guy any longer wasn’t ideal nor what you wanted at all, so you’d have to improvise.

carlos was waiting outside on the street, cockiness returning just as quick as it left when you were only two steps beside him, giving him the energy he needed to disguise the envious rage he was most certainly feeling.

“leaving so soon?” you spoke up as the crisp air met your skin, the small dress doing nothing to protect you from the night breeze. you were unsure as to how the temperature could drop so quickly considering the heat earlier today, but it was the middle of the night.

“was getting bored.” carlos replied in a hum, giving nothing away yet the words felt somewhat flat, leaving your eyes to narrow in skepticism. for a brief moment you had worried you pushed too far, but as he took his jacket it off and placed it over your shoulders you quickly realised he wasn’t genuinely bothered.

maybe not bothered at all, which would be embarrassing.

“come on,” he spoke, his hand offering out to you as a car pulled up; a very expectant look on his face. your cheeks heated at the fact he knew you’d be leaving with him, his arrogance both annoying you yet you couldn’t help but love it.

pursing your lips you refrained from making any comments, not wanting to push your luck like last time, adjusting his jacket on your shoulders before taking his hand, climbing into the car after he so kindly opened the door for you.

you were suspicious, confused as to how he was acting as if you weren’t just all over another guy for the second time tonight. you would much have preferred an overreaction than no reaction, considering you’ve gotten nothing from him all weekend.

“you’re being weird.” you couldn’t help but comment to fill the silence when the car pulled off, his large hand spread across your upper thigh comfortably, your head titled up to look at him. having watched him sat there as he appeared in thought, making no movements to act nor speak.

his head titled to look down at you however, once again he was refusing to give you any insight to what was going through his head, sending you a questioning look.

“that’s bold coming from you,” the spaniard pointed out as his free hand came up to graze the side of your neck, a light red mark from where the man had been kissing at your skin; the action speaking louder than words as your cheeks heated.

the acknowledgement of it somewhat relieving you, yet you still weren’t completely certain on where this was going or how he was feeling.

“was getting lonely,” you tried to excuse, eyes not daring to leave his as you bit down on the inside of your cheek, just the small touch on your neck having you hold your breath.

plenty of times you have spent trips in the back of cars and cabs all over him, him all over you. you were hoping that this would be one of those times. but he only hummed at your words, his hand leaving your neck as he turned his attention back in front of him.

if it wasn’t for his tight hold on your thigh the silence for the rest of the trip may have been awkward, but the tension was still thick. you were left to chew on your bottom lip as you refrained from the temptations to lean over and kiss at his tan skin, or guide his hand up your leg; or move your own hand to his.

it was obvious you were struggling, squirming every now and then; silently trying to tell him what you wanted, what you needed more so. and he was getting the message very clearly.

he was pretending to not notice you move every few moments, the small huffs leaving your lips, the way your fingers grazed over his hand; his eyes managing to stay focused ahead of him or out the window.

one look into your eyes he’d probably fold, already struggling with his self control right now because fingering you in the back of the cab seemed like a great idea right about now.

but seeing you squirm was the plan, and it was working. he had waited all weekend to finally have you again, he could wait five more minutes.

those five minutes were painful for you, dragging on at an agonisingly slow pace before you finally pulled up the hotel, once more taking carlos’ hand as the pair of you climbed out, offering a thanks to the driver.

there was no urgency as you made your way inside and through the lobby, over to the elevator as you walked inside; the lack of pace was killing you, the lack of talking only making it much worse.

you had hopes maybe once in the confinement of the elevator he’d crack, show his cards and make a move. but nothing, watching as he simply leaned back against one of the walls instead.

your eyes raked over him slowly, biting down on your bottom lip as a few ideas came to mind. maybe take matters into your hands? getting on your knees for him right here, right now sounded like an incredible idea.

“what are you doing?“ you couldn’t help but question, unable to bear the silence any longer ━ which had him holding back a chuckle, finding it quite amusing how you were handling the situation. struggling to handle it more so.

“what do you mean?” he asked in question, playing dumb as he furrowed his eyebrows, accent thick. his hand tangled through his hair, watching as you let out a small huff.

your eyes narrowed, attempting to figure out what he was playing at. was he annoyed? was he planning something? was he genuinely not doing anything out of the ordinary, maybe he was just tired?

because he really wasn’t giving up on the whole unbothered yet mysterious act.

“you know what i mean.” you mocked his tone, rolling your eyes, and he couldn’t help but let out a chuckle this time ━ shaking his head and ignoring you once more, saved by the bell as the elevator dinged and the doors opened.

once more without another word you were on the move again, carlos’ hand on the small of your back and leading the way. even in his anger he was a gentlemen, which was why you were so damn confused.

did he really not care to see you with someone else?

still nothing from him as you got inside, kicking your heels off; watching as carlos emptied his pockets of his wallet and phone, your hands moving to shift his jacket off you, before moving towards him to pass it to him.

the silence wasn’t awkward, but it definitely wasn’t comfortable, him finally looking at you again as you handed over the coat.

“dress too.” he finally spoke without being spoken to, placing his jacket down on the kitchen counter beside him, the words catching you off guard; not hiding the confusion as you stared back at him.

your eyes glanced down at his hand which was held out to you, before realising what he meant; cheeks heating although a smile breaking on your features. his dark eyes, clenched jaw, flat tone.

your little plan had worked. thank god. and it was finally showing, his calm facade had crumbled.

“you’ll need to unzip it.” you chimed innocently, your turn to act unbothered because while you were more than eager to tear both your own and his clothes off, you weren’t giving him all the power that easy. not when he’s dragged this out and made you have an internal freak out the past 20 minutes.

you didn’t miss the deep breath that left his lips, not surprised that you were testing his patience, but none the less as you turned around and moved your hair onto your shoulder as he complied.

you felt his breath on your skin before his hands, bottom lip running through your teeth as his fingers danced across your skin lightly before finding the small and flimsy zipper to the little black dress that was hugging your body.

the soft kiss he pressed to your shoulder almost had you fooled that he wasn’t one bit mad from tonight’s antics but you weren’t that naive.

he was sure to brush his fingers against your skin every now and then as he slowly pulled the zipper down your back, swallowing intently as he practically daydreamed of just ripping the material off of you.

but he didn’t, stepping back and resuming his previous position, his arm out for you to pass the dress to him; expectant look back on his face.

you rolled your eyes playfully as you turned to face him once more, a daring smile on your lips as you held eye contact while stepping out of the dress; not at all feeling out of place in being in such little clothing in front of him.

carlos still gave you nothing as he watched, although you were observant this time; definitely aware of the slight flinch of his head, tongue rolling between his lips as his eyes raked over your body.

“you’re cute,” the ferarri driver almost taunted when you passed him the dress that had been framing your body, he wouldn’t be wasting any time when it came to wiping that smirk off your face. “trying so hard to get my attention.” he hummed out in conclusion, head titling to the side ever so slightly.

once more your cheeks were red, and you stopped the groan from escaping your throat. you just wanted him to touch you already. his teasing words were much more enjoyable when he had a grip on your body.

“pretending to be interested in those other guys, yet…” he paused for a moment once more, taking a few steps towards you, ultimately backing you up until your back hit the cool counter top behind you, your eyes managing to remain up and on him. “a couple words and you’re stripping for me right here without a second thought,” he had muttered.

his hands hand came to rest on the bench either side of you, crouching down slightly so his eyes were level with yours; faces only inches apart so you couldn’t escape him. which had you growing flustered quite quickly, but you tried to keep yourself together.

“would you rather me put it back on?” you asked in a whisper, raising an eyebrow; voice lacking the confidence you hoped it would carry, but it wasn’t too noticeable. you hoped at least.

the breathy chuckle that escaped his lips had your thighs squeezing together, watching as he shook his head. “the dress wasn’t the issue.” he ignored your sarcasm, speaking the obvious as a small smile broke on your face.

well aware the whole ‘stripping without a second thought’ was not the issue, the stunt you pulled at the club was. but you wanted to try hear him admit it.

“oh right,” you mumbled as you started to nod, attempting to sound like you were coming to a genuine realisation. “you didn’t seem too bothered,” you pointed out, voice still small yet you were managing to maintain the small cocky smile.

the spaniard was unsure as to why you were managing to get on his nerves this time around, definitely testing all the patience he had; and he had a lot, but it was running out.

“because i know how much of slut you are for me,” carlos huffed, hand moving to grasp your chin between his index and pointer finger. “i know that you’re soaked right now because of me, you were only ever going to leave with me,” he started to list off - practically bragging, lips teasingly close to yours all the while.

his unholy words were definitely having the desired effect, your need for him only increasing and your pride slowly starting to fade and become second priority.

“you don’t know that.” you mumbled, not one bit convincing as you were on the verge of conceding. how could you not be when he was this close to you, you were just in your bra and underwear, and his tone and low voice was ringing in your ears.

“i know what you were trying to do.” he ignored your poor attempt to prove him wrong, his fingers giving your chin a small squeeze as his eyes stared right back into yours.

you could’ve moaned at the sight alone, shifting in your spot slightly as much as you could considering he had you trapped against the counter. yeah you were done playing games.

“did it work?” you asked, clearing your throat in attempt to hide your arousal, a heavy breath following as your eyes flickered to his lips every few moments. beneath your words their was a sense of cockiness, which he definitely picked up on.

because it did work, that was clear by whatever this was right now. you knew what you needed to and had achieved your goal of gaining his attention.

but he didn’t need to voice the fact that seeing you with those guys pissed him off, not when that was so clearly what you were after. so he opted for kissing you, deciding to end both of your torture.

a breath of relief would’ve left your lips if they weren’t too busy moving against his, hands moving to hold onto his shirt in desperation as you tugged him just that little bit closer, wanting all you could get of him after waiting all weekend.

thankfully he wasn’t messing around either, and you showed no protest as his hands moved to your thighs, hoisting you up onto the kitchen counter. your legs wrapping around his torso while your hands moved to tangle through his hair.

the small grunt of appreciation he let out had your legs squeezing around him, not oblivious to his hand that moved to hold your neck in position; not applying any pressure but the grip alone was enough to have your soaked panties getting wetter.

every small action or word he does or says seems to get to you, your body so responsive to his touch, even the slightest, and fuck he loved it.

“you gonna be good?” the ferarri driver asked after barely pulling away, his thumb moving to brush over your bottom lip as his brown eyes poured into yours, failing to mask the small smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth.

your lips parted at the touch, heavy breaths falling from your chest as you nodded quickly, too caught up in the sight of him to form words. despite the countless amounts of time with him, he still managed to leave you breathless. speechless. just by the slightest touch.

“hmm,” his head titled; expressing his doubt which instantly had you worried. sex with carlos was a lot of things. never disappointing that’s for sure, but it varied. passionate? quick? rough? gentle? you’ve done it all, depending on the situation and circumstance.

and you weren’t a stranger to him and his teasing ways, the patience and stamina that man had meant he had teased and denied you for way too long before, and that was not how you wanted tonight to go. hence your desperation as you quickly frowned at his lack of action and belief.

“i will━” you were ready to plead, pathetic really. the sound of a genuine laugh from the man in front of you interrupted your words, carlos slipping up on his whole ‘mysterious and annoyed’ persona. he couldn’t help it, always both amused and proud of your need for him.

he loved it. it’s not as if he needed the ego boost or confirmation that he knew how to please you, but the fact it was you who wanted him so bad always made him hold his chin a little bit higher.

“carlos,” you huffed in response to him laughing at you, nudging his chest lightly as if to hurry him up, your pleading eyes looking up at him sweetly. his laughter died out, the amused expression remaining as he shook his head slightly.

but he could only resist you for so long, his hands scooping under your thighs and lifting you off the counter with ease; your arms moving around his neck in the process.

“so needy.” he commented as if this wasn’t already a known fact. and in the back of your mind there was a mental note made to sometime in the future give him a taste of his own medicine, remind him just how needy he gets as well.

but right now you were stuck in the moment, lips busying themselves on his jaw and the skin of his neck as your hands began to unbutton a few of the buttons lining his shirt. touch proving to be quite distracting considering the pair of you didn’t even get half way to the bedroom before carlos had you against the nearest wall, lips back on yours.

you moaned into his mouth when his large hands squeezed your ass, trapped between the wall and him ━ legs still wrapped around his torso as you finished undoing every button of his shirt, pawing at it to move it down his arms and off his body.

he got the message, lips hesitantly leaving yours as he helped rid the shirt aside, falling into a heap on the ground not that neither of you cared; your dress still in the kitchen.

the corner of his mouth twitched upwards as your hands eagerly ran over his toned chest and abdomen, taking the few seconds to catch your breath before carlos came back to his senses. while fucking you right here against this wall was tempting, he hadn’t forgotten those moments at the club.

so you were on the move again, mumbles, kisses and small giggles shared before you finally made it to the bedroom; carlos sitting down on the edge of the bed and allowing you to get settled on his lap.

the kissing resumed. again. making up for lost time and in no rush as you simply enjoyed the feeling of his hands roaming your sides, his body under your own hands, the small sounds escaping the pair of you filling the room.

his fingers found the clasp of your bra, and you moved your arms to help him remove it from your body; but when your hands went to return to his torso he was quick to stop you.

a small whine was heard from you despite being muffled by the heated kiss as he grasped both your wrists, moving them behind your back and holding them between one of his hands ━ your hips grinding against his in protest as you now couldn’t touch him.

“what to do with you,” carlos spoke out through a sigh, lips leaving yours and his head far away enough from you that you couldn’t reach him, considering his hand holding you in place by your wrists with ease, his other hand coming up to caress your cheek lightly.

only then did you realise your compromised position, on his lap, in nothing but your underwear, chest definitely poking out towards him from your restraint ━ completely unable to escape his intense stare.

“you could fuck me,” you mumbled, squirming slightly as if that would allow your hands to break free; as if you wanted to. but you were enjoying this as much as him, biting down on your bottom lip in anticipation. you had a feeling the sweet kisses and free touches weren’t going to last.

the laugh that left his lips was all too familiar as he shook his head. “don’t think you deserve my cock,” he spoke so simply, hands letting your wrists free but finding your waist quickly, shifting you to face away from him, his legs spreading so you could sit between them not on them. “not after acting like such a whore all night,” he added with raised eyebrows.

you could see him perfectly considering the large roof to floor mirror replacing the wall right in front of you, the whole bed in view; you two in prime position on the edge and in the middle, leaving nothing to the imagination as your eyes stared back at him through the reflection, his head peering over your shoulder.

“seemed to be the only way to get your attention.” you tried to excuse once more, your cheeks bright red from his explicit words, watching as one of his hands moved to spread your legs ━ putting on view your soaked panties to both of you, cheeks only heating further.

“all you needed to do was wait,” carlos spoke in a hum, his right hand hovering over your inner thigh to ensure your legs remained spread, his other hand moving to grasp your neck. “could’ve fucked you already. back there in the bathroom. or maybe even the back of the car, god knows i wanted to,” he grumbled ━ eyes still not leaving yours.

you were squirming again, only just resisting the urge to move your legs back together in attempt to relieve some of your arousal. he noticed this, grabbing one of your thighs and shifting the leg over his own, leaving you more exposed.

“instead you were too busy with other guys.” he continued to speak, not minding you were staying silent as his hand gave your neck a small squeeze. you wanted to correct him that he in fact was the busy one, but you knew there was no real need for an argument here. if that was the case carlos wouldn’t have your legs spread right now. “so i’m going to play with your cunt until i get bored, because you’re going to let me. aren’t you cariño?” he practically cooed.

your mouth dried at what you knew was a promise, but your wetness was basically painting your thighs at this point as you nodded ever so slightly. he wasn’t wrong, you’d let that man do whatever he wants and he knew it.

“and you’re going to watch, might help you remember who you belong to.” his voice held a sense of frustration this time, the possessiveness that didn’t come out of him often was in shining lights right now, and you were loving it.

a whimper was heard from you when he squeezed your neck not so lightly, unimpressed with your lack of response as you tried to nod quickly. “yes.” you rushed out, your hand resting on his thigh which was by your side. “i’m yours, you know that.” you whined, his fingers digging into the side of your neck was good enough. but seeing his hand wrapped around your throat, the way his bicep was flexed and the vein’s lining his arm all the while in the reflection? even better.

“didn’t fucking look like it.” carlos scoffed, his other hand ghosting over your clothed entrance, before swiftly pushing the ruined laced aside, his fingers running through your folds, gathering your arousal while making your hips push against his hand.

they left as quickly as they touched you however; moving to your lips and pushing past them with no room for you to object, your tongue being quick to swirl around the two digits as he watched.

“look at you,” he kept speaking, almost as if he was making up for his silence earlier on, squeezing your neck once more. “thought i’d have to fuck some sense into you but only took a few words.” his taunts continued, teasing you without even touching you yet.

his fingers left your mouth on cue, your saliva coating them as they went straight back down to where you needed him most, pushing the lace material aside once more before they finally found your clit, the small circles he began rubbing causing your head to fall back.

“going to stop every time you look away mi amor,” carlos warned, using his hand on your neck to correct your position, quickly focusing your eyes back onto the pair of you.

you moaned out in response, watching as his fingers worked your clit perfectly, applying decent pressure before your legs naturally tried to squeeze around your hands. he didn’t say anything this time, instead sending you a warning glare through the mirror as he gave your inner thigh a small tap.

that was all that’s needed for you to force your legs back apart, his fingers going back to work as he continued to drag out your pretty moans and whines.

your back was against his chest, but you were no longer upset about barely being able to touch him as your mind quickly grew cloudy from finally getting some relief.

“oh fuck,” you moaned out when he suddenly slid two fingers inside you with ease, considering how wet you were, your hand flying up to grip onto the arm he was using to choke you, shifting between applying pressure and simply having his hand there. “carlos please,” you whined out as your hips bucked up.

he was toying with you, his pace suddenly slowing down ━ fingers even stilling inside you as he moved his thumb to play with your sensitive bud delicately, all for you to see as well.

“take what you’re given baby.” carlos spoke with little sympathy. “you wanted my attention, don’t complain now.” he added, grip tight on your neck once more as he started to thrust his fingers faster again.

your senses were beginning to become overwhelmed from the differing touches, and he had barely started. the lack of airflow only making things ten times harder as you tried to stay still, keep your eyes on him and not whine out your pleads.

you watched and moaned as he fingered your, still toying with your clit as you sat between his legs, back arching as much as it could as he held you in place.

“mhm, right there,” you moaned in appreciation when his fingers curled; as if he didn’t know what spots to hit and graze. you were practically in awe of the sight, he was so good, too good, with his hands and fingers.

he too was in awe of the sight, your were practically putty in his hands ━ the mirror giving him the perfect view of all of you, the sounds you were making and the way you were moaning his name was like music to his ears.

but it wasn’t persuading him to be kind.

“no please,” you whimpered when his fingers left you completely, hips attempting to follow but to little success as you felt his breath hit your neck from the laugh he let out.

“begging won’t get you anywhere princesa,” his hand now just running up and down your thigh, your pleasing eyes meeting his in the mirror to only be met with a cocky grin. “want to act like a slut then i’m going to treat you like one.” he gave a weak explanation for his teasing, laying a small tap on your clit as well which had your whole body flinching.

“m’ sorry,” you huffed out, in no position to hide your impatience as your hips rolled against nothing, carlos only finding your desperation amusing. he ignored your words, fingers returning and sliding back inside you once again, purposefully getting back to work just as you got used to them no longer being inside you.

strangled moans were leaving your lips this time as he applied pressure to the sides of your throat once more, relieved to feel his fingers moving in and out of you once more. he was faster this time, finger fucking you with intent as his thumb resumed its assault on your clit.

“feel good?” carlos spoke up again, relieving some of the pressure on your neck so you could nod in response as a mix of moans and curses filled the room.

“so good.” you breathed out, unsure as to what to focus on in the mirror. his face, his grip on your neck, his fingers in your cunt. he seemed to be pleased with your answer because his speed increased again, curling his fingers perfectly with each thrust.

your legs began to shake as your eyes rolled back, fluttering shut as the pleasure suddenly built ━ body not able to handle it as well as it usually could due to the teasing. you hadn’t even realised your mistake till his fingers left you. again.

“carlos i cant,” you whined unsure if you could handle his requests and teasing, eyes quickly darting open as your legs shook around nothing, squeezing shut again as he let out a disappointed sigh.

“then tonight’s going to be a long night for you,” he insisted, fake sympathy lacing his tone this time as he was quick to correct your legs, tearing them apart and spreading them further this time. “i quite like seeing you like this, so don’t think i’m in any rush to make you cum.” he told you, pressing a couple of kisses to your neck; the sweet action not consistent with his words.

you had no idea what to say, trying to catch your breath as you came down from the orgasm that was building but never hit, not caring about the pout on your lips. surprised with how he was going through with all of this.

“look at the mess you’ve already made.” his voice interrupted your thoughts once more, his fingers flicking through your folds which had a moan escaping before you could stop it. “so wet for me, wish i could just fuck you now,” he breathed out; kissing and sucking at your neck with the pure intention to leave marks.

you whined at this, despite his fingers slipping back inside you it still didn’t ease any of your desperation or disappointment that he wasn’t fucking you. “you can.” you whimpered, hips bucking against his hand due to the sudden attention back on your sensitive clit.

he tsked, shaking his head as he quite quickly got his fingers working again, not giving you any time to get used to anything as you were sure to keep focused on him, not wanting to risk him stopping.

“not until your crying from my fingers ángel,” carlos still didn’t give in, and if you weren’t too caught up in all of him you would’ve gulped at his words, knowing damn well you were in for it tonight.

his lips were still lazily sucking and nibbling at the skin on your shoulder, collarbone and base of your neck; his fingers causing your heavy breaths to return, the rubbing of your clit enough to bring you close again.

you prepared to be denied getting any closer to your orgasm as you walls clenched around his fingers, but carlos didn’t stop this time, eyes looking up to ensure you were still watching. which you were.

“you want to cum?” he asked lowly, and you nodded as much as your body allowed you to considering he was still holding your neck in place.

“yeah… please,” you begged regardless of his words earlier, legs shaking, moving to push together but you somehow had the control to keep them spread. the hum of thought he let out was missed by you, the grin on his face was not however.

“yeah?”

surprise, surprise. he stopped; and you didn’t hesitate in crying out, only to be met with his fingers again, having teased you once more. confusing your body as your eyes shut for a few moments. you were unsure as to whether carlos noticed or let it slide, but it didn’t matter as your orgasm hit you hard.

“carlos, oh my god,” the high pitch moan sure to be heard by surrounding hotel guests as you squirmed in his arms, cumming all over his fingers as your face contorted from the pleasure.

your nails digging into the skin of his arm, jaw hanging open as your eyes flickered between his fingers still disappearing in and out of you and his smug expression.

“there you go baby,” he encouraged, falling back into old habits of being sweet with you as he let you ride out your high; even cutting you some slack as his hand around your neck loosened, your head falling back onto his shoulder.

your hazy eyes meeting his had him leaning down and pressing a short kiss to the corner of your mouth, and you didn’t hesitate in making the most of the opportunity, kissing back as long as you could.

his fingers had slowed, but they didn’t stop. the digits casually picking up pace again, thumb returning to its place on your clit as you whimpered into his mouth, body jerking from your overly sensitive core being played with.

“i can’t,” you spoke after pulling away from the kiss, the moans already flowing as your whole body shook, the overstimulation barely beginning but in full effect.

his hand moved to lightly cup your jaw, thumb tapping your bottom lip as he quickly shook his head. “yes you can.” he nodded in certainty, raising his eyebrows to see if you’d disagree. which was never going to happen when he was looking down at you like that.

“look so pretty like this, spread out for me.” he mused, directing your head back up to stare into the mirror, your eyes struggling to stay open however as you tried to comprehend the onslaught of attention to your cunt. “doing everything i say. my good girl hm?” he asked you.

you managed to nod, like you had done to everything he was saying, your watery eyes blurring your vision as your legs continued to shake.

it wasn’t long till you were cumming again, without warning this time ━ carlos putting in extra effort to hold you in place this time around, not allowing you to escape his fingers while doing so.

“yes, yes, yes,” you practically chanted, a few tears streaming down your face by now as your body practically laid limp in his arms. with the exception of your hips and thighs of course.

your eyes fluttered shut once more, trying to catch your breath. desperately wanting to come to your senses so you could have more of him.

but he wasn’t done. and you knew it the moment his finger curled and grazed that spot inside you, causing you to whimper once more.

“carlos please,” you spoke out in response to his relentless fingers as you squirmed and whined, unsure if you could handle another fast paced orgasm. the edging and teasing had made the first two hard enough.

“stop fucking whining,” he snapped, only quickening his movements as his hand took its rightful place around your neck, not gently this time around as he tugged you upright once more, your eyes darting open from the action. “you wanted this so shut up and take it, know you you can.” he grunted, kind words of encouragement gone once again.

but it only turned you on more, well aware that if you asked him to stop you would. but despite your body feeling as if it was on fire and exhausted, you didn’t want him to stop.

“think anyone else can make you feel this good hm?” the spaniard asked out through a scoff, reminding you of why this was occurring. you definitely wouldn’t forget again considering the trail of hickeys he’d left all over your shoulder and neck, not to mention the forming bruises from his choking grip.

he wasn’t one to leave marks in visible places, often opting for your breasts, or inner thighs. he was well and truly past pointless hickeys. but he couldn’t help himself tonight, wanting to mark you in anyway possible.

you cried out a no, a few tears slipping out every now and then before your eyes rolled back, unable to keep focused on the mirror anymore. although the image staring back at you had been pretty consistent, you an incoherent and shaky mess in his arms.

this didn’t last long though, carlos not missing a beat as he squeezed your throat again. if you weren’t so fucked out you would be amazed by his stubbornness and ability to stick to his word tonight. “eyes open.” he reminded. “need you to watch as you cum all over my fingers again,”

his words were barely registering, the overstimulation causing a few more tears as your moans grew in volume, small cries and whines heard as well. it wasn’t until his hand left your neck and gripped your chin tightly instead, laying a small tap to your cheek beforehand, that your eyes opened once more.

“watch.” carlos grunted, and you only could for a few seconds because you were then cumming again, unsure as to how his fingers were still moving in and out of you expertly at the fast pace but it didn’t matter as you squealed his name.

it blew your mind how he could get you off so easily with nothing but his hands, your whole body tired, feeling as if he had fucked you as you leant back into his chest, your own chest moving up and down with every heavy breath.

“need a break,” you mumbled out weakly, although his fingers had already left you; his touch turning delicate once again, hand caressing your shaking thigh lightly, giving the skin a light squeeze.

“i know baby,” carlos was quick to reassure, almost knowing your body better than you as he held you as if you were fragile now, a vast contrast to his rough actions from earlier. you loved both regardless. “did so good,” he mumbled, hand brushing through your hair; looking down at you directly.

a weak smile displayed on your lips, heavy eyes practically hypnotised by him; not making any movements as his thumb came up to wipe a few of the tears that were lingering on your cheeks.

“still need you to fuck me though,” you were quick to mention, despite your sensitive core and aching legs, the desire to feel him inside you hadn’t subsided. especially not now that your admiring him up close again.

“getting greedy now?” carlos teased with a fake look of surprise, hand mindlessly trailing your thigh, exploring up over your hip and onto your stomach every few moments too. “three not enough for you?” he mumbled out in fake curiosity.

“shut up,” you sighed, the small giggle leaving your lips a tired one, but none the less you gathered some energy to twist so you were facing him, propping onto your knees in between his legs. “want you inside of me.” you explained further, big eyes staring up at him as your hand grabbed his obvious hard on through his pants.

it felt good to have the upper hand for the first time in a while as you heard his breath get caught in his throat. his jaw clenching as his tongue wet the bottom of his lip.

“say please.” the ferarri driver spoke out through a breath - in no way planning on giving you control, and you had no resistance in listening to him now. not after he had made you feel so good, which was undeniable considering your flushed and tear stained cheeks and messy hair. not to mention your cunt was practically aching.

“please.”

that’s all that was needed before his hands moved to grip your hips, placing you on your feet and you would’ve fallen if he didn’t keep you up right.

your legs felt like jelly and you quickly realised he still wouldn’t be making this easy for you, his wicked grin making that clear as he too stood up, guiding you to the mirror ━ refraining from making a cocky comment about your struggles in walking.

“been thinking about fucking you against this since i got here.” carlos admitted as he tugged your hips out, your hands splayed on the glass and back arched, shaky legs only not giving out on you due to carlos’ strong hold.

and despite your body being more than satisfied with the consecutive orgasms, hearing himself rid his pants and boxers, watching all the while, you were growing needy again, finally able to have his cock again.

lucky for you carlos had given up on his teasing, any longer he’d probably cum in his own hand. he could’ve cum in his pants from having you an overstimulated mess in his arms earlier.

he got your lace panties out of the way quickly, pumping himself a few times as he did so, eyes meeting yours in the mirror as he lined himself up with your entrance.

you gasped when he thrusted inside of you, sliding in easily and bottoming out immediately although his size still had your eyes rolling back and jaw dropping, the full feeling unmatched as he groaned behind you.

“ah fuck cariño,” he rasped, watching as you reacted to his cock, grunting slightly as he felt your walls wrap around him, always taking him perfectly.

your hands tried to grip onto the mirror in-front of you, failing of course. and when he began to thrust in and out of you harshly you stood no chance, legs giving out quickly which was not a shock to neither you nor carlos.

his arm moved to wrap around your waist however, holding you up right as he continued to fuck into you; the small whimpers and squeals that left your lips with every thrust had him eager to make you cum again.

he was a giver, always so focused on your own pleasure instead of his, because it almost got him off more. seeing you practically fucked stupid and unable to form sentences as you moaned beneath him was something he’d never get sick of.

“you got one more in you princesa?” his voice came out through a groan, hips snapping against yours harshly, not too quickly to ensure you felt every thrust, hitting spots deep inside you every time.

without thought you were nodding and whimpering, eager to give him anything he wanted, unsure if you could actually cum again but you’d definitely let him try get you there again, when he was fucking you like this you’d let him do anything.

“good girl,” he sighed out, his hand which was still gripping your hip dipping down to find your swollen clit with ease, and the slightest touch had you clenching around his cock, causing him to moan.

“fuck carlos, feels so good, i cant━ oh fuck,” you stumbled over your words as your eyes watered once more, trying hard to hold up some of your weight as he relentlessly pounded you into the mirror. the rough thrusts didn’t stop you from admiring him through the reflection however, the beads of sweat lining his forehead, his hair which you wanted to run your fingers through.

if the neighbouring guests hadn’t heard you yet they definitely would’ve by now, unable to contain any sounds and borderline screams as the driver fucked you, sore and tired body somehow approaching another orgasm.

not that you could tell at this point, feeling as if you were on the verge of cumming the whole time from how sensitive you were. your clit was almost numb, walls squeezing carlos’ dick with every thrust.

“pussy was fucking made for me,” he praised, not lacking in making you feel every movement, managing to hold you up and maintain the speed and power he was fucking you at while doing so.

you came with little warning, seeing stars as you almost went limp into his arms, thankfully you didn’t fall as you were now leaning against the mirror too.

carlos watched in awe, loving how you screamed his name for the whole floor to hear as he ensured you didn’t fall as well. but quite quickly his priority then became himself, for the first time in a while.

“get on your knees,” he spoke as he suddenly pulled out of you, not giving you much choice as he let go of you. the sudden movement had your awareness back on him - bringing you out of your post-orgasm haze, quickly falling to your knees as you caught on to what he wanted, turning around to face him.

he was going to settle for cumming on your face, not wanting to ask anymore of you considering how much he’d already put you through, his hand moving to finish him off as he looked down at you.

you were eager to please though, reaching up to replace his hand with your own quickly, raising onto your wobbly knees as you quickly took him in your mouth, tear striped face staring up at him all the while.

“oh fuck,” carlos moaned as his head fell back, simply amazed by your own stamina. but really it was just your want to get him off. a few bobs of your head and he was cumming in your mouth, your name and spanish pet names filling your ears and making your stomach turn.

you swallowed, before releasing him with a ‘pop,’ falling back onto your heels quickly, a deep breath leaving your lips as your last orgasm quickly caught up with you. you could probably fall asleep here.

carlos took a couple of moments to catch his breath as well, brown eyes falling back onto you before he crouched down, a small smile dancing on his features as he cupped your cheek softly so you’d look at him.

“you okay?” he couldn’t help but ask - needing to make sure he hadn’t pushed you too far, thumb wiping your tears once again, and you were quick to send him a reassuring smile, nodding weakly.

“i’m great,” you spoke cheesily, voice slightly strained as a half assed grin was sent his way, watching as he let out a chuckle, his hand delicately moving to trace the marks he had left on your neck. you only leant into his embrace however, in no rush to move.

“i’m going to run you a bath.” carlos told you, leaning forward to press a kiss to your forehead, your heart fluttering from the sweet gesture. he always took care of you afterwards, regardless of the circumstances.

“us a bath.” you corrected with raised eyebrows, at times preferring the moments after sex with him. especially after barely seeing him all week, you wanted nothing more than to cuddle up in bed with him, or a bath in this case.

and also, despite knowing he wasn’t actually effected nor threatened by your childish attempts to gain his attention at the club, you needed one last bit of confirmation that he wasn’t actually mad.

“us a bath.” the driver repeated with a laugh, softly caressing your cheek once more with a thumb before standing up straight, heading to the bathroom as he was not going to waste anymore time in looking after you, as he too enjoyed the moments after the sex just as much.

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a/n: endings suck ew

anyways this lowkey sucks and is kinda rushed but i couldn’t bail on another carlos draft not after that cool-down room stunt hE PULLED HELLO

unedited at the moment like usual oops ignore the errors

as always feedback and thoughts are always appreciated, ty sm for all the love and support i love u all hehe <33333

#f1 smut #f1 x reader #f1 imagine #x reader #f1 #smut #carlos sainz #carlos sainz jr #carlos sainz one shot #carlos sainz imagine #carlos sainz smut #carlos sainz x reader #f1 fic #carlos sainz fic

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Hello, I just stumble on your blog. Seeing a comment from Wrienne which I also read on AO3, I wanted to ask if you also have AO3 recs..?

hi there darling, of course, I have some recs for you! since you didn’t ask for anything specific let me just share a few faves that you could only read/access on ao3 (I would also recommend you check my ficshelfs and use the ao3 filter to find stories exclusively posted there + i’ll still include wrienne’s works for other readers :3 ) | 🍒

OT7/MULTIPLE MEMBERS

❥ Right of Way by fringesofsanity ➴ Infidelity!AU | Jungkook x Reader x Jimin | Series ➴ In theory, things were simple: your best friend was Jungkook’s girlfriend while your boyfriend, Jimin, was Jungkook’s best friend. In reality, things weren’t always that simple. And mutually exclusive.

❥ The Hills by minlouvre ➴ Vacation/Exes!AU | Yoongi x Reader x Hoseok | Series ➴ A ski trip with old friends sounds like a fun time, right?

when your ex-boyfriend (who you hate but somehow always end up in bed with) and your stepbrother (who you are harboring not-so-secret feelings for) tag along at the last minute, you have a feeling it won’t be an uneventful weekend.

but fun? debatable. that remains to be seen. ❥ A Hundred Percent Human by Wrienne ➴ Hybrid!AU | OT7 x Reader | Series ➴ In which you (reader) are forced to take care of seven hybrids in a twist of fate.

After your estranged mother passes away, you're left with an unwanted will and the heavy burden of responsibility. Although you're desperate not to stray from the familiar path you thought was laid out in front of you with a fully human boyfriend who loves you more than anything, your life is thrown upside down once more after another unfortunate incident (that may or may not have to do with said boyfriend) occurs.

Drunk and down on life, you finally decide to deal with the house and the unsavory business your mother left behind. However, to your shock, you find that seven very different hybrids are included with both the house - and the business. Seven hybrids you never even met before - even less agreed to take care of.

❥ Dead Leaves by Wrienne ➴ Detective/Exes!AU | Yoongi x Reader x Jimin | Series ➴ In which you (reader) are a homicide detective about to face the biggest hurdle both of your career and life.

Married to probably the kindest but most boring man you’ve ever met and living in a town where nothing ever seems to happen means life for you is dull. Dull enough to drive you crazy with boredom and dissatisfaction. However, life changes abruptly when your old boss retires and a new man takes his place - a man you used to love (and sleep very regularly with) more than a decade ago. Especially when your husband comes home smelling of perfume, you’re unable to resist your more carnal urges and dead women start showing up across the city with unnerving frequency. ❥ See Both Sides Like Chanel by minlouvre ➴ FWB/Rich Kids!AU | Namjoon x Reader x Hoseok | One-Shot ➴ You, Namjoon, and Hoseok are inseparable.

Three best friends that grew up together since you were all in diapers.But lately, Namjoon has been drifting away…

So on his birthday, you and Hoseok remind him just how inseparable the three of you really are.

⤷ or alternatively: a little less twenty-one candles, a little more “touch me”

❥ Love Is A Dog From Hell by yourlocalhoney ➴ FWB/Lovers!AU | Yoongi x Reader x Jungkook | Series ➴ You and Yoongi agreed on being good friends, co-workers, and friends who help each other out under the sheets. What you never agreed on was to catch feelings for each other.

Enter, accidental feelings.

Enter, Jeon Jungkook.

❥ The Uncanny by Sinsirella ➴ Arranged Marriage!AU | Jungkook x Reader x Seokjin x Jimin | Series ➴ (Y/N) is a young girl whose Life turns upside down. One day her mother surprises her with news of her arranged husband, forcing her into her new chaotic lifestyle. Join her journey and experience her new life through her eyes. Will she get along with her husband? Or someone else? What are they hiding? ❥ Seven Deadly Sins by mintedmango ➴ Hell!AU | OT7 x Reader | Series ➴ You stood suddenly, chair being pushed away by the backs of your legs, the rest of the sins standing with you as you looked around in panic. All except Sloth who was out cold in the corner.

“Oh, little pet, indeed, I am still hungry.”

❥ Walk Through The Fire by shellflower ➴ Supernatural!AU | Taehyung x Reader x Jungkook | Series ➴ In a world of supernatural beings, a normal human like yourself always found attraction and wonder towards these creatures. It was your kind heart that led you to become a doctor to treat such people. And it was your kind heart that led you into the arms of a young Alpha wolf who will accidentally force you down a path you were never meant to follow... ❥ Into Temptation by coconutty ➴ Demon!AU | Taehyung x Reader x Jungkook | Two-Shot ➴ It was just a dare...

❥ Won’t Be Nice by coconutty ➴ Lovers/Poly!AU | Taehyung x Reader x Hoseok | One-Shot ➴ A night by the pool just got interesting...

KIM NAMJOON

❥ Covenant by fringesofsanity ➴ Arranged Marriage!AU | Namjoon x Reader | Series ➴ You are betrothed to Kim Namjoon, the heir of a real estate mogul. To say that it was a fairytale romance would be erroneous. You’re instead loped in the sad tale of the rich and melancholy.

❥ Read You Like A Book by coconutty ➴ University!AU | Namjoon x Reader | One-Shot ➴ Come get an attitude adjustment in the library, courtesy of Namjoon.

KIM SEOKJIN

❥ Éffleurer by @sugaurora / sugalights ➴ Office!AU | Seokjin x Reader | Series ➴ There were always whispers in your office about what secrets Seokjin hid behind his clean image. Now, you knew at least one of them. ❥ The City Comes Alive by minlouvre ➴ Musician/S2L!AU | Seokjin x Reader | Series ➴ Seokjin is a street performer who falls for a girl who is always passing him by. ❥ Seaside Sabbatical by dark_muse_iris ➴ Working Man!AU | Seokjin x Reader | One-Shot ➴ After an accountant in your firm is sent to prison, you are assigned to clean up the mess he left behind. Sorting out your clients’ disastrous business records proves beneficial when you meet the fisherman who teaches you the value of taking a break. ❥ Cake by yeyeniejjung ➴ Yandere/Killer!AU | Seokjin x Reader | Series ➴ "I was always hungry for your love. Just once, I wanted to know what is was like to get my fill of it. I wanted to be fed so much love that I couldn't take it anymore, just once." ❥ The Lord Taketh Away by dark_muse_iris ➴ Medieval/Werewolf!AU | Seokjin x Reader | One-Shot ➴ Every autumn, the dwindling harvest summons fears for the impending winter and its promise of scarcity. For Seokjin and his wife, faith lies in God and their local lord’s generosity to provide what their ailing son needs to survive another year. With each season, however, the lord grows cold-hearted and greedy, squeezing the young family to the brink of despair.

MIN YOONGI

❥ Zelus by SugaAconcept ➴ Lovers/Sugar Daddy!AU | Yoongi x Reader | One-Shot ➴ Yoongi becomes jealous when your close friend Jungkook puts his hands all over you right infront of his face. So, Yoongi decides to make sure you know who you really belong to. ❥ Carpe Diem by fringesofsanity ➴ Idol/Lovers!AU | Yoongi x Reader | Series ➴ Working for the UN, you are tasked to handle the poverty reduction campaign of a certain boy band. A certain rapper from the group however decides to mix business with pleasure.

JUNG HOSEOK

❥ Feel You From The Inside by coconutty ➴ Idol/Staff!AU | Hoseok x Reader | One-Shot ➴ You've been watching him for months, little did you know, he's been watching you.

❥ As You Are by fringesofsanity ➴ Lovers!AU | Hoseok x Reader | One-Shot ➴ You're not the girl for Jung Hoseok. Him - who was sunshine and daisies and fireworks. You - who were back-alley darkness and used needles and burnt cigarettes. But he doesn't care. And you fucking hate yourself for it.

❥ The Thin Blue Line by bluesxde ➴ Pregnancy/E2L!AU | Hoseok x Reader | Series ➴ One badly-judged fling with Jung Hoseok, the son of a company-rival, leaves you with a little surprise.

PARK JIMIN

❥ His Throne by hseoks ➴ Royalty!AU | Jimin x Reader | Series ➴ You, a maid for the royal family, have sex with the irresistible Prince Park Jimin on his throne.

❥ Ineffable by fringesofsanity ➴ FWB!AU | Jimin x Reader | One-Shot ➴ You’ve only shared your body to Jimin, mostly silent after the act. The one time you decide to bare so much more, you find yourself baring your soul to him, far more than you bargained for.

❥ Blue Side by hoseokiehopie ➴ Ghost/Lovers!AU | Jimin x Reader | One-Shot ➴ You’re all too familiar with the legend that says the dead can walk freely on Halloween. It’s a secret you hold deeply within yourself. When a classmate starts to break down the walls you built so strongly after your boyfriend’s passing, you have to decide if you’re going to remain in the past with the dead, or live among the living.

KIM TAEHYUNG

❥ Effervescence by fringesofsanity ➴ Idol/Fling!AU | Taehyung x Reader | Series ➴ Just like the fizz of a cola on a hot summer’s day, your encounter with Taehyung is short but sparkly sweet.

OR Getting married in three months, you and your girls attend Ultra Miami to cap your single life, a final hurrah of some sort. What you didn’t expect is meeting a beguiling boy with a boxy smile who gives you a festival you’ll forever reminisce.

❥ Minutiae by coconutty ➴ Stalker!AU | Taehyung x Reader | Series ➴ Y/N meets a mysterious and alluring photographer and wants to interview him. Along the way things start getting a bit strange. What happens when you draw the attention of someone who always gets what they want?

❥ Flower Arrangements by iq_biased ➴ Pregnancy/Lovers!AU | Taehyung x Reader | One-Shot ➴ From the moment you met Taehyung, his flourish for life drew you in completely. It wasn’t long before you fell head over heals for the tattoo artist who was so wrong for you, it felt right. But your story hasn’t always been an easy one, and just recently it’s become a whole lot more complicated…

❥ Freaks Forever by yeyeniejjung ➴ Criminal/Psych!AU | Taehyung x Reader | Series ➴ "So tell me, Mister Kim, what's your ideal evening?"

"Ah..full moon, sex and drugs all night."

You are the psychologist to the world's most dangerous criminal, Kim Taehyung. Kim Taehyung is the man solely responsible for some of the most horrific crimes that the world has ever seen, from burglary, drug possession, sexual assaults, to brutal homicides of a total of 37 victims, though there are suspicions that there are more, that range from children to the elderly; both male and female. The two of you form an odd bond between your weekly sessions, causing you to somehow completely miss his blatant manipulation that soon controlled you in every aspect; resulting in his escape from prison and his bloodthirsty ways and eyes to be immediately turned onto you..but will he spare you in the end of the torturous time he keeps you or will your fate be the same as any other past victim of his?

❥ Slow Burn by fringesofsanity ➴ Idol/F2L!AU | Taehyung x Reader | Series ➴ He was just supposed to be one of those clients. But then he gives you a night you’ll never forget. ❥ Noona by yuu14045 ➴ Neighbors/Lovers!AU | Taehyung x Reader | Series ➴ Taehyung, Jungkook, and Jimin lives in same apartment building. One day Taehyung received a mail for another Kim. She turned out to be Jimin's new neighbor.

❥ Snapped by Kpopyandere ➴ Yandere!AU | Taehyung x Reader | Series ➴ Your relationship with your boyfriend hasn't been going well lately. His twin, Kim Taehyung, decides to take advantage of this.

JEON JUNGKOOK

❥ If You’re Struggling Like I Am by @btssavedmylifeblr / bts_ruined_my_life ➴ Idol/Lovers!AU | Jungkook x Reader | Series ➴ You are hired as a makeup artist for BigHit working with BTS. You are older than all of them, yet, despite your best efforts, you find yourself slowing falling in love with the youngest member.

❥ My Cheating Amnesic Fiancé by Wrienne ➴ Idol/Arranged Marriage!AU | Jungkook x Reader | Series ➴ A series set in our world featuring Reader, the sole heiress of a multibillion-dollar company, and the Bangtan Boys' Golden Maknae - Jeon Jungkook. Mainly a romance, though doused with angst, drama and the twisted ways of fate. ❥ Return by Kpopyandere ➴ Yandere!AU | Jungkook x Reader | Series ➴ As Seokjin's girlfriend, you're off-limits, but Jungkook doesn't see it that way

#answered #tete-a-tete #anon #recs from hell #rfh:ot7 #rfh:knj #rfh:ksj #rfh:myg #rfh:jhs #rfh:pjm #rfh:kth #rfh:jjk #i have more but i don't have the time to browse through my phone maybe i'll share them another day someday sjagfhjgashdfjkas

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You’re going on a journey. A journey through memory. The destination? A place and time you’ve been before. The time? When movies knew to let Hugh Jackman be a romantic lead and not just get his shirt off because he was a superhero putting his adamantium claws through someone’s torso but actually giving him a chance to be a romantic lead and sex object.

He wasn’t actually a romantic lead in SWORDFISH (though he did get knobbed off). I just love this picture of he and his SWORDFISH costar Halle Berry.

He was a romantic lead in AUSTRALIA, though.

Thankfully the place to revisit Jackman’s romantic leading man past is Lisa Joy’s REMINISCENCE, currently in theaters and HBO Max.

REMINISCENCE marks the feature film writing and directing debut of Joy who wrote for ABC’s PUSHING DAISIES, USA’s BURN NOTICE and is currently writing for HBO’s WESTWORLD which she co-created and co-produces with her husband Jonathan Nolan.

Unlike WESTWORLD, REMINISCENCE is mercifully uncomplicated, less confusing and less confounding.

With the concept of using technology to access people’s memories, it’s easy to compare the film to Joy’s brother-in-law Christopher Nolan’s film INCEPTION. However, REMINISCENCE is more in line with James Cameron and James Cocks’ STRANGE DAYS, directed by Kathryn Bigelow. In that film Ralph Fiennes plays a former cop who peddles discs with people’s memories so that other people can experience it through virtual reality. A vice he feeds into to revisit his past with this ex-girlfriend. Angela Bassett plays his friend and moral compass.

In REMINISCENCE Jackman plays Nick, a former vet who is now a dream merchant. The present - a time where climate change has flooded cities, including Miami where everyone has to travel by boats and tread on waterlogged streets,

while the rich - the new land barons - have taken control of dry land. With a bleak present and no future to look forward to, people pay Nick and his business partner/friend Watts (Thandiwe Newton (the film marks the first time Thandie is credited using her birth name) to use a device to access their favorite memories.

Enter Mae (Rebecca Ferguson), a picture of classic Hollywood femme fatale if there ever was one. Mae, a chanteuse, goes to Nick for his services and before long the two end up an item.

But when Mae disappears Nick goes on an obsessive mission to find her delving into both his memories and her past.

NO SPOILERS

Love the world building that Joy did which is so simple but inventive. In keeping with the idea that there has been a monumental change in the climate, society is now largely nocturnal with people coming out at night and inside during the day because it is too hot. So instead of classic noir films that are always cloaked in the dark, this is in the light.��

Jackman and Ferguson, who already worked together in THE GREATEST SHOWMAN, proves once again they’re a great pairing.

And unlike THE GREATEST SHOWMAN where Rebecca Ferguson didn’t actually sing, she lends several songs to the REMINISCENCE soundtrack including a brief cover of Cigarettes after Sex’s “Nothing’s Gonna Hurt You Baby”.

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Thandiwe Newton isn’t the only WESTWORLD cast member in the film. Angela Sarafayan who plays Clementine has a small role

and the score was composed by show’s composer Ramin Djawadi.

The film also stars Daniel Wu (INTO THE BADLANDS), Cliff Curtis (FEAR OF THE WALKING DEAD) and Natalie Martinez (The I-LAND).

Also in a small role is Newton and director Ol Parker’s (MAMMA MIA 1 and 2, THE BEST EXOTIC MARIGOLD HOTEL) 16-year old daughter Nico Parker.

Nico followed her mum to HBO as she stars along Pedro Pascal in HBO’s THE LAST OF US series adaptation.

-You can see Rebecca Ferguson again on HBO Max when DUNE is released in October.

And she will be seen in her third outing of MISSION IMPOSSIBLE when MISSION IMPOSSIBLE 7 is released.

Team Impossible Mission Force with director Christopher McQuarrie and assistant director Mary Boulding.

She reunited with her MI work husband Simon Pegg at a recent REMINISCENCE screening.

Spy Besties.

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OK, March 15

You can buy a copy of this issue for your very own at my eBay store: https://www.ebay.com/str/bradentonbooks

Cover: Britney Spears' revenge

Page 1: Big Pic -- Melissa and Joe Gorga during a beach day in Miami

Page 2: Contents

Page 3: Contents

Page 4: Tiger Woods on the mend -- Tiger is counting his blessings as he recovers from a terrifying car crash

Page 6: Queen Elizabeth announced in a statement that her grandson Prince Harry and his pregnant wife Meghan Markle wouldn't be returning as working royals, noting that it was no longer possible for them to continue with the responsibilities and duties that come with a life of public service, and almost immediately, Harry and Meghan shot back with a seemingly rude reply, saying we can all live a life of service and service is universal -- no one was more disappointed in Harry's response than his brother Prince William and William finds this behavior both baffling and sickening and he can't get his head around it and William feels the family has been understanding and fair while Harry and Meghan continue to sit on their high horse flinging insults and from William's perspective there is simply no excuse for snide and ego-driven swipes made towards the queen -- especially right now, since three days prior to Her Majesty's statement, Prince Philip was rushed to a London hospital and the queen's been worried sick about her husband and should not be dealing with this added stress -- the whole situation has left William feeling hopeless and he fears Harry is too wrapped up in his own self-importance to see the hurt he's caused and that is unforgivable in William's eyes

Page 7: As Soleil Moon Frye's messy divorce drags on, a loyal pal from the past is providing a shoulder to cry on in Brian Austin Green who she reconnected with while shooting her upcoming documentary Kid 90 -- Brian can feel her pain because he's still hashing out his split from Megan Fox so he knows exactly what Soleil is going through -- they've been friends for more than 30 years and they're going to see each other through this tough time

* Tom Cruise got all pumped up for Mission: Impossible 7, but now that filming has wrapped, he's desperate to stay in fighting shape for the next installment -- Tom was thrown for a loop when the studio postponed filming M:I 8 instead of shooting the movies back-to-back so now he's putting himself through the wringer doing crunches, pullups, squats and weights but Tom's brutal, military-style workouts have friends and loved ones, including his rumored new girlfriend, M:I7 costar Hayley Atwell, worried that he could be pushing himself to the breaking point and everyone wants him to take it down a notch, but he won't listen -- physically, Tom still thinks he's invincible, but the fact is he'll be turning 60 in less than two years and if he keeps going at this pace, there's a big change he's going to do some serious damage

* Life has been twice as nice for Christine Quinn since she found out she was expecting -- the Selling Sunset star, who's pregnant with her and businessman husband Christian Richard's first child, isn't holding back when it comes to treating herself -- the famously free-spending realtor has been splurging on designer maternity clothes and lingerie to lounge around in at her L.A. mansion and she has flowers delivered daily for every room in the house

Page 10: Red Hot on the Red Carpet -- stars rock statement-making halter dresses -- Lili Reinhart, Camila Morrone, Brie Larson

Page 11: Chrishell Stause, Naomi Campbell, Rosie Huntington-Whiteley

Page 12: Who Wore It Better? Uzo Aduba vs. Drew Barrymore, Charlize Theron vs. Kaia Gerber, Bella Hadid vs. Naomi Scott

Page 14: News in Photos -- Steve Martin did what he does best while filming scenes of his upcoming mystery-comedy series Only Murders in the Building in NYC

Page 16: Nicole Scherzinger stepped out for lunch with beau Thom Evans in West Hollywood, a casually dressed Reese Witherspoon matched her shirt to her Draper James canvas tote while boarding a private plane in L.A., Paris Hilton and Carter Reum

Page 17: Rebel Wilson stopped by the gas station to fill up her car in L.A., Mariska Hargitay took a selfie while shooting Law & Order: Organized Crime in NYC

Page 18: Sarah Jessica Parker assisted customers at her eponymous shoe line's store in NYC, Chrissy Teigen at lunch at Wolfgang Puck in L.A., Naomi Osaka with her trophy for winning the Australian Open in Melbourne

Page 20: The Masked Singer panelist Jenny McCarthy in a golden tiara and caped dress before taping a new episode, for a recent date night Outer Banks stars Chase Stokes and Madelyn Cline whipped up a cozy plant-based dinner in L.A., Jason Sudeikis filled up on a sandwich on the set of Ted Lasso

Page 22: Bella Hadid strutting around Manhattan, Helena Christensen and her dog Kuma in NYC

Page 23: In partnership with Ziploc Janel Parrish created the Hot Mess Makeup Line in Vancouver, Cara Delevingne in Puma's new eco-friendly line

Page 24: Usher stopped by the dry cleaners West Hollywood, Padma Lakshmi and her pooch braved the cold weather in stylish jackets in NYC

Page 25: Tia Mowry for Late July Tortilla chips, four days before filing for divorce from her husband Kanye West of nearly seven years Kim Kardashian looked somber while out and about in L.A., during a stroll Busy Philipps stopped to check out something on her phone in NYC

Page 26: Scott Disick matched his 'do to his drink at the Sugar Factory in Miami, Justin Long stocked up on groceries in L.A., new couple Mod Sun and Avril Lavigne were inseparable after a date night in L.A.

Page 28: Inside My Home -- Claire Holt's airy abode

Page 30: Zooey Deschanel and Jonathan Scott have taken the next step in their almost two-year relationship: they've secretly tied the knot -- they've been talking about getting married for about a year and just decided to go for it and the intimate ceremony took place in front of a few family members at Jonathan's Las Vegas home on Valentine's Day and it was spur of the moment, but that's how Zooey likes to do things and now Jonathan too and they put it together in a matter of days and everyone got a verbal invite to come -- Zooey wore a Bohemian-inspired gown and flowers in her hair while Jonathan wore an all-white suit and Zooey serenaded Jonathan with a love song she had written -- guests including Jonathan's twin brother Drew Scott and sister-in-law Linda Phan were treated to a gourmet buffet and video and arcade games -- now the couple's eager to grow their family and Jonathan will be a great stepdad to Zooey's children Elsie and Charlie but he's been saying for months that he can't wait to have kids of his own and they've already started trying

Page 31: Blake Lively and husband Ryan Reynolds are one of the most charitable couples in Hollywood and now the big-hearted duo are ready to take the next step by adopting a baby in need -- Blake and Ryan who share daughters James, Inez and Betty have donated millions of dollars to organizations working to protect the rights of immigrant children separated from their families and awaiting deportation -- day by day they've been warming up to the idea of providing an orphan with a forever home -- Ryan jokes that Blake is a baby machine who would have no trouble getting pregnant again, but their hearts really go out to these kids

* Ever since Bridgerton became a monster hit, the sizzling chemistry between Rege-Jean Page and costar Phoebe Dynevor has fans convinced that they're an offscreen item as well, but Rege-Jean's girlfriend Emily Brown is fed up with keeping their real-life romance under wraps and she's starting to feel like Rege's dirty little secret -- Emily has been dating Rege for two years and shares a home with him in East London -- the show's producers have been happy to let the rumors about Rege and Phoebe fly because it made their steamy sex scenes that much more believable -- Emily, a part-time soccer player and copywriter from Manchester, loves to go to pubs and party, which she and Rege used to do before the show came out -- Rege insists that keeping their relationship on the down-low is no big deal, but Emily wants everyone to know that the hunky Duke of Hastings is spoken for

* Mila Kunis and Ashton Kutcher have got the parenting thing down pat, and they're ready to share their know-how by penning a how-to manual -- their friends have been begging them for advice for years and Mila and Ashton make having kids look like a fun adventure and for them, it really is -- now that Ashton has wrapped up shooting his new thriller Vengeance, he and Mila finally have a little downtime and the handbook will include the duo's dos and don'ts for raising their children Wyatt and Dimitri like they never argue in front of the kids and make sure to treat them equally -- Mila's the stricter one and Ashton's the softie, but it's a team effort and it works and they admit it can get a bit chaotic, but they don't sweat the small stuff

Page 32: New parents Kit Harington and Rose Leslie may be in baby heaven, but they're dealing with the home renovation from hell -- the Game of Thrones alums, who recently welcomed their first child, have been up to their ears fixing up their 15th-century country manor, which is turning out to be a huge money pit -- Kit and Rose bought the $2.4 million spread shortly before tying the knot in 2018 and had no idea what they were getting into and the couple got hit by sticker shock when they finally got their plans approved to put in a new kitchen, master bath, pipes and flooring and it's going to cost them an extra half a million at least -- they still think it's the perfect place to raise a family, but overseeing an army of builders and designers with a newborn at home is leading to some serious sleep deprivation

* As Olivia Wilde and Harry Styles' romance heats up, the couple is planning a heart-to-heart with her ex-fiance Jason Sudeikis -- after filming wrapped on their movie Don't Worry (for the love of all that's holy, please put in a comma) Darling, the lovebirds flew to London to meet with Jason, who's been on the set of Ted Lasso in England because Olivia, who shares two kids with Jason, wants to clear the air and have a calm conversation about how everyone moves forward from here, and she wants Jason to realize that Harry is here to stay and Olivia needs Jason to understand this is a serious relationship, whether he likes it or not

* Baby Boom -- these celebs recently welcomed little ones -- Wilmer Valderrama and fiancee Amanda Pacheco welcomed a baby girl, Kansas City Chiefs QB Patrick Mahones and fiancee Brittany Matthews welcomed a daughter named Sterling Skye, Mandy Moore and Taylor Goldsmith welcomed a son named August Harrison

Page 34: Cover Story -- Britney Spears fights back -- she is ready to reclaim her life and she's looking to take down anyone who stands in her way, starting with her father, Jamie Spears

Page 36: In the wake of the #FreeBritney movement, Justin Timberlake who dated Britney Spears from 1999-2002, and publicly insinuated her cheating ruined their relationship, took to Instagram to offer a mea culpa, saying he wanted to apologize to Britney who he cares for and respects and he knows he failed -- he also contacted Britney directly to express his regrets over how he handled their breakup because he wanted to do the right thing and Britney accepted his apology and she was touched by the gesture and thought it was absolutely sincere and they had a nice little chat and it made Justin feel better knowing that Britney didn't hold any grudges

Page 38: They're So Grown Up -- the kids of some of Hollywood's biggest celebs are striking out on their own -- Ava Sambora is the daughter of Heather Locklear and Richie Sambora, Maya Hawke is the daughter of Ethan Hawke and Uma Thurman, Damian Hurley is the son of Elizabeth Hurley and Steve Bing

Page 39: Lily Sheen is the daughter of Kate Beckinsale and Michael Sheen, Jack Depp is the son of Johnny Depp and Vanessa Paradis, Lola Consuelos is the daughter of Kelly Ripa and Mark Consuelos

Page 40: Interview -- Dwayne Johnson -- with a new TV sitcom based on his early years, The Rock reveals all about his rollicking adventures growing up

Page 42: Slim Down for Spring -- how these stars got their best bodies ever just in time for the warmer weather

Page 46: Style Week -- Sara Sampaio is fronting Michael Kors' new campaign for its latest perfume, Gorgeous

Page 48: What's Hot Right Now -- break a sweat stylishly in LoveShackFancy X Beach Riot's limited-edition collection -- Nina Agdal

Page 49: Preppy Tennis Fashion -- Lele Sadoughi turns to '70s and '80s country club looks for its spring/summer 21 accessories

Page 50: Gift Guide -- self-care session -- pampering gifts that benefit body and mind because, hey, there's never been a better time to treat yourself -- Miranda Kerr

Page 52: Chrissy Teigen is a fan of affordable de-puffing and brightening holographic foil eye masks

Page 58: Buzz -- costars reunited -- Christopher Meloni and Mariska Hargitay for Law & Order: Organized Crime, 13 Going on 30's Mark Ruffalo and Jennifer Garner reconnected on the set of their upcoming movie The Adam Project

Page 59: Rachel Bilson shared a snap of herself with O.C. costar Melinda Clarke, Ben Savage and Danielle Fishel who played a beloved couple on Boy Meets World starred in Panera Bread's new commercial for Valentine's Day, Rebel Wilson and Adam Devine of Pitch Perfect met up during Super Bowl LV game in early February

Page 60: Sound Bites -- Jennifer Love Hewitt on her night out with Betty White, Henry Golding on expecting his first child, Drew Barrymore on never going under the knife, Salma Hayek discussing billionaire husband Francois-Henri Pinault

Page 61: Tiffany Haddish on taking a chill day, Colin Jost on letting Scarlett Johansson plan their wedding, Cameron Diaz on whether she plans to return to Hollywood, Kehlani on feeling sexier as a mom

Page 62: Horoscope -- Pisces Connie Britton turned 54 on March 6

Page 64: By the Numbers -- Ana de Armas

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oyesmendes · 4 years

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half hearted

a/n: this is part two to it was you! sorry if i hurt you!!!!

summary: shawn fucked up and he knows. he’s trying to fix it but could it be a tad bit late?

“Somewhere, anywhere but here”

Those words ran through his mind every single day he was home, and Shawn could barely focus on being with his family. He made trips to the Lakeside Cafe daily, passing by her house just as he rounded the corner to the Main Street. He was hoping to meet her, try to sort things out. He’d stand outside her house for not more than fifteen seconds, wondering if he should go ring the doorbell. Today was the same routine, he stood on the front yard of Y/N’s childhood home running through the old memories they made together. Shawn thought about all those late nights they spent climbing onto the roof of her house, drinking cheap beers and talking about their dreams. He remembered how Y/N was always a constant throughout his life even after he made it big and toured hundreds of cities in the world. Sure, Camila was there from the start too but Y/N, she felt like home. She was his home. He wrapped his arms around his body, the Canadian winter turning him into a 6 foot popsicle. He was getting ready to leave, not wanting to be any creepier than he was the past few days but the front door swung open and Shawn was frozen to the ground.

“Shawn! hey buddy, what’s up?” Mike shouted as he made his way down the driveway. Should he ask if Y/N was home? Was it appropriate to be asking her boyfriend that? Heck it.

“Hey uh, I was just wondering if Y/N is home? I needed to ask her something regarding work” A frown formed on Mike’s face as he approached Shawn.

“She didn’t tell you?”

“Tell me what?”

“She left Pickering last night”

“She what? Where did she go?”

“Florida, Miami. She said she had to go see Camila, something about-“ Before Mike could even finish, Shawn was running back home. Why the hell would she go to Miami? What the fuck, Y/N? He was dialing her number into his phone, re-dialing and cursing at it when he was led to voicemail.

She watched her phone vibrate in her lap again, Shawn’s face filling up the screen. 6 missed calls, 15 unread messages.

“Y’know he’s probably packing up his bags to fly here right” Camila gave her a knowing look. She was right, other than yourself Camila knew Shawn like the back of her hand. He was probably already driving to Toronto and yelling at Andrew to get him on the next flight out to Miami. But she couldn’t care, she couldn’t be bothered right now. She took a flight to Florida to try and fix things for Camila, for Shawn. And right now, she couldn’t afford him yelling at her. It was weird, being here and Camila pouring her heart out to Y/N when she was the underlying cause to her breakup. But they were friends, for as long as they could remember, Y/N and Camila were friends even before Shawn and Camila became a thing. Their parents became best friends after an incident on a family trip in Miami; and ever since that day, they were inseparable.

“Shawn you can’t just pack up and leave!” Aaliyah was shouting at her brother who was now throwing random articles of clothing into a duffel bag.

“You don’t tell me what to do, Liyah”

“Oh yeah? How about this - everyone knew she was leaving, Shawn. Everyone except you.” Shawn froze in his place.

“Wh-what do you mean?”

“Everyone knew where she was going. She came to say goodbye, told us she was going to try and fix things for you. If she couldn’t, then she was going to be a friend, one that Camila needs in a time like this.” She stood in front of Shawn, hands folded to her chest. “I know you love them both, in very different ways but you need to stop and think. They both mean so much in your lives and if you go down there and tell Y/N how much you love her and want her back, how the hell is Mila supposed to react? You’re going to hurt her, Shawn.”

As much as he hated it, he knew Aaliyah was right. He didn’t know what to do, he wasn’t a fixer like Y/N was and neither was he a romantic that knew his way around relationships like Camila did. He was just a dorky kid from Pickering, who wrote out his honest feelings in songs. So he did that, he wrote a song.

“Y/N! Como estas?” Camila’s mother greeted her with a warm embrace when they arrived at their Florida home. They led her through the house into the kitchen, where a table spread of food was waiting for them.

“I’m going to leave the two of you to devour this alright?” They both nodded and Camila gave her mother a peck on the cheek before joining Y/N at the kitchen counter. Y/N wasted no time before diving straight into the healing wound on Camila’s heart.

“Why didn’t you fight him on it?” Camila choked on the pancake, food flying out of her mouth. Silence ensued between them for a second, Camila only being able to focus on the food in front of her.

“Because”

“Oh fuck off Mila, you know that’s not an answer”

“Because I’m not the one he’s in love with” She sputtered out, taking a gulp of the coffee in her cup. It was way too hot, but she didn’t mind it burning her throat after what she had admitted on behalf of Shawn.

“Say again?” Y/N knew she was pushing it, but she had to hear Camila confirm the words that were spewing out of her mouth. Camila repeated the words this time, slowly and with more conviction. Y/N couldn’t believe her ears as she leaned back in her chair.

“So you’re telling me, after writing one whole album about you while he was dating me, then telling me he wasn’t in love with me; that he was wrong and he’s still in love with me?”

“And he always will be in love with you” Y/N scoffed at those words, she couldn’t believe what she was hearing. After all the drama, after she’s moved on and found someone new, Shawn was still in love with her?

“Is this a joke?” She looked out of the window at the sky. How could God be playing such a game with her? Camila hugged her from behind, her head resting on Y/N’s shoulder. She couldn’t piece anything together, patch up any holes because she didn’t know where to even start.

I should’ve said a word

Because you were wrong in what you’re thinking

Girl, I’m only never thinking

Of you

Shawn scribbled the last lines to the song, slamming his notebook shut before shoving it into his duffel. It had been a week since Y/N left for Miami, and two days since she arrived back in LA with Mike. Both herself and Camila kept each other company throughout the few days they were together, reminiscing their old friendship and talking about how crazy the situation was amongst them. She didn’t mention much about Shawn to Mike, and he respected her need for privacy. That was one of the many things she admired about Mike, he was so patient with her and he listened to all of her stories after she broke up with Shawn. He knew she needed her space, and in time she would open up to him as long as he waited for her. She was his guardian angel, the one she could count on every single time.

It was late in the evening and Mike was working overtime in the office tonight. So Y/N was on the couch, watching a TV series she never really paid attention to. She was about to fall asleep when the pounding on her front door sent her falling off the couch. She dragged her body to the door, ready to scold Mike for forgetting his keys again, but the figure standing at the door made her swallow all her words.

“Shawn? Wha-how…what are you doing here?” He pushed past her and stomped into the hallway, shaking off his boots and bags.

“What the fuck Y/N?” He’d been waiting for days to say this to her, but when he saw the anger on her face, he immediately regretted every word.

“Excuse me?” She moved closer to him, her head cocked to the side. She was in a white Saint Laurent hoodie, the same one that Shawn had gotten her when she came to one of his shows in New York. He claimed that they should have matching “Best Friend” hoodies because it “strengthened the friendship” Oh the bullshit.

“You can’t just pack up and leave, then go to Miami to see my ex girlfriend!”

“Your ex-girlfriend so happens to be my best friend too!” They were now both shouting, and Shawn was pacing the living room, not ready for where the argument was going. When he didn’t respond immediately, Y/N took her chance to fire some shots. Better to get the damage done and out of the way.

“You are a fucking idiot do you know that?” She paused, looking at Shawn in the eyes, “You lost someone who loved you so much, who gave her heart to you. She thought she was going to marry you, Shawn! You broke her!”

“And I’m sorry! I’ve already apologised a million times what else do you want me to do?” He tugged at his hair. Shawn looked distraught, the bags under his eyes heavier than ever, his cheeks sunken in and the light that was once shining was nothing but a broken bulb flickering in his eyes. But she was in pain too, knowing that there wasn’t a good way to fix this.

“I don’t know Shawn”

“Let me hold you, please Y/N. You’re all I have now”

“And I have Mike” She whispered.

“Wha-“

“I have Mike, I’m happy where I am Shawn. I’ve moved on.” Shawn felt as if he’d been shot in the chest when those words came tumbling out of her mouth. But it was true, Y/N has Mike who loves her till the end of the world. She saw herself marrying him, having kids together and building a family. She couldn’t see that with Shawn, at least not now when he couldn’t figure out himself. “You once told me that you should fight for love, and to fight hard when you were sure. And I saw you do that, you fought so hard for Camila that I told myself I had to let you go” Tears had welled up in both their eyes by now. They stood 3 feet apart, Y/N wrapping herself with her own arms and Shawn’s hands itching to pull her close to his chest.

“And I let you go” She continued, “then I found Mike, well more of he found me. And he put me back together, gave me his all. He fought for me and I love him, Shawn. I love him so so much. It could never match up to the love I have for you, but he’s my forever. I’m sorry”

Shawn didn’t have the energy to respond to her, hell he didn’t want to respond. All he could do was pick up his bags, and put on his shoes to leave. Y/N watched him gather his items and pull the front door open. He wanted to play the song he wrote about her, scream his thoughts out and tell her she was wrong. That he was always fighting for her no matter the circumstance. But he could only kiss her on the forehead, and whisper the words he never got to say,

“I love you, and I’m sorry”

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All Aboard the Hardy Boys — Thoughts on: Last Train to Blue Moon Canyon (TRN)

Previous Metas: SCK/SCK2, STFD, MHM, TRT, FIN, SSH, DOG, CAR, DDI, SHA, CUR, CLK

Hello and welcome to a Nancy Drew meta series! 30 metas, 30 Nancy Drew Games that I’m comfortable with doing meta about. Hot takes, cold takes, and just Takes will abound, but one thing’s for sure: they’ll all be longer than I mean them to be.

Each meta will have different distinct sections: an Introduction, an exploration of the Title, an explanation of the Mystery, a run-through of the Suspects. Then, I’ll tackle some of my favorite and least favorite things about the game, and finish it off with ideas on how to improve it.

There will be an additional section between The Intro and The Title on the Nancy Drew/Hardy Boys Supermysteries, as this game is the first to pull from them and because the game (and the Hardy Boys) benefit from exploring and understanding that universe.

If any game requires an extra section or two, they’ll be listed in the paragraph above, along with links to previous metas.

These metas are not spoiler free, though I’ll list any games/media that they might spoil here: TRN, mention of ICE, mentions of WAC, mention of John Grey in SAW, SPY.

The Intro:

Yeah, I’m not sorry for that title.

Coming off a solid, in-joke heavy game like CLK, Last Train to Blue Moon Canyon could have been anything — and it rose to the occasion like few other games in the entire series. It was the unprecedented 13th game in a 12-game series, and boy did they start the next phase with a bang.

Our next jet-setting game, we leave 1930s Titusville behind in favor of the modern day — albeit the modern day inside a train from the late 1800s, staffed with every kind of celebrity from the 2000s — socialites, authors, tv personalities, and Miami-Vice-meets-Ice-T cops.

Honestly, had they included a teenybopper pop star, I would have said that this game wasn’t just an excellent game, but a time capsule for 2005.

This odd location for a game not only solidifies its place in the Jetsetting Games, it also behaves as a Locked Room Mystery, the first one in a while (FIN being the only other one so far). Nancy can’t leave the train until 2/3rds through the game — but neither can anyone else, resulting in not only the perfect place to commit a crime, but also the perfect place to interrogate suspects.

TRN is perhaps most famous for its on-screen appearance of the Hardy Boys, who invite Nancy with them on this invite-only trip to make it more fun for themselves (and so that HER could experiment with playing from a non-Nancy [and even better, a Frank] point of view, even if it is just to make cheeseburgers). Honestly, it should be famous for it.

Not only is this a huge mechanics change, but it also blasts open the Nancy Drew Universe — the Drewniverse, if you will — and introduces both the games and players to the world of the 80s/90s Supermysteries by basing itself on #8 of the series, aptly titled Mystery Train (which we’ll talk about in the following section).

TRN also boasts one of the largest casts in the Nancy Drew games series, with 7 voiced in-person characters, two phone friends, and 3 extras. The choice to put in more characters into a smaller location really helps the locked room feel of the game, and leads to a game that is slightly more centered around interrogation than concrete investigation (which is the correct choice for a locked room mystery).

While TRN’s historical backstory isn’t quite prominent enough to get its own section here, it is worth dipping our toes in it here in the intro section. This game’s backstory (handled with a light hand) takes place during the late 1800s and finishes early years of the 1900s — 1903, to be exact, during the Edwardian Era and before World War I — when Jake Hurley’s beautiful train is found abandoned with only the dead engineer onboard. It overlaps with the Colorado Gold Rush in the United States, where Americans and immigrants alike made a mad dash out west in order to strike it rich.

This was a time when trains were the beautiful and incredibly fast (relatively) way to travel in America, especially out west as they were safer and quicker than taking the route in covered wagons or handcarts. Public trains were well-furnished and comfortable, but private trains like Jake Hurley’s were luxuriously and gorgeously decorated with all the amenities that were possible at the time and were meant to entertain guests as well as convey them from point A to point B.

The lush decorations in Camille and Jake’s cars are especially good representations of just how comfortable and flashy private trains could be; these trains that exist today in museums or private collections recall a bygone age where travel was a thing to look forward to, rather than a necessary evil to be suffered through.

The last bit of introduction I’ll do for TRN proper before we delve into the Hardy Boys/Nancy Drew supermysteries is its wonderful way with locations. By limiting its locations to really one at a time, TRN very neatly creates a semi-linear playthrough while still allowing the player the freedom to solve Jake and Camille’s mysteries in most any order they choose. It’s a great trick to make the game feel a bit more open while still telling a linear story, and TRN pulls it off better than most other early Nancy games.

Now that we’ve introduced the game, let’s get on to the Drewniverse.

The Supermysteries:

Pairing Nancy Drew actively with the Hardy Boys (live and in person) was hardly a new thing in 2005, even though it was the first time it had been accomplished in the game series’ history. The Hardy Boys and Nancy Drew TV series from the 70s was the first big screen meetup of the two sleuthing parties, both owned by the Stratmeyer Syndicate.

While the earlier episodes of the show trade back and forth between Nancy and the boys, the second season saw increasingly frequent mashups of the two separate storylines, allowing for much bigger risks and much more satisfying stories — and, of course, the now famous love line between Nancy Drew and Frank Hardy.

After the TV show, there was now an uptick in Nancy/Hardy Boys interest — the two had become linked by more than just the Syndicate. That interest created the space for the 80s/90s series of books referred to as the Nancy Drew/Hardy Boys Supermysteries (not to be confused with the series of the same name that came out after the turn of the millennium, which are less flirty, less well-written, and much shorter as a series).

Wildly popular, the Supermysteries have 36 titles to their name and span over a decade of heart-racing, Nancy-tingling fun. The Hardy Boys and Nancy Drew are either assigned to sister cases or discover the other party on the same case, and take turns helping the other out. Often, Joe separates (sometimes with whatever party Nancy brings along or with a pretty suspect) and leaves Nancy and Frank to work in tandem, giving opportunities for the two sleuths to flirt (and sometimes more) in relative peace.

If there’s one thing that the Supermysteries are really famous for, however, it’s the relationship between Nancy and Frank. Seemingly every book starts with reminding us that Frank and Nancy both have “steadies” back home, to use Dave Gregory’s terminology, and then promptly describing Frank as an Adonis and setting Nancy’s “tingle” (80s/90s code for arousal) ablaze as they work in closer and closer quarters and have some Experiences together, including an on-screen kiss and a sexy fade-to-black — and then reluctantly going back to their boyfriend/girlfriend at the end of the book.

TRN is based specifically on parts of Supermystery #8, Mystery Train, where the Hardy Boys are lured in by the promise of $25k if they can find the Comstock Diamond, stolen 15 years earlier. Nancy happens to be on the same train, accompanied by the best of the best sleuths of the day — and a beautiful actress that catches Joe’s attention.

You can see the ties to TRN — a ‘beautiful’ socialite, a band of detectives and researchers, a lost treasure — all present in both the book and the game. Though the game takes a slightly different course, it owes its strong foundation to the Supermystery that proceeded it.

The Title:

Harking back to Supermystery #8 (Mystery Train), Last Train to Blue Moon Canyon is one of the finest titles that HER ever came up with. Appropriately pulpy, it gives a sense of urgency, history, and mystery all at once while still pointing to the focal point of the game: the train.

After playing the game, it’s also a little ironic — it might be the last train to Blue Moon Canyon, but it’ll hardly be the last visitor to the historic spot, once the world gets wind of exactly what was there and the history behind it.

Last Train to Blue Moon Canyon is honestly a much better title than Mystery Train, and the title (plus the wonderful cover art) is part of the reason that this game is so well-known among casual and hardcore fans alike.

The Mystery:

Summoned by her good (phone) friends the Hardy Boys, Nancy embarks on a train ride to Blue Moon Canyon, the last known location of wealthy eccentric Jake Hurley’s personal train, and rumored to be the spot where he left his treasure. The train having been purchased and restored by socialite Paris Hil — ah, I mean Lori Girard, it once again houses the notable travelers of the day…and possibly the spirit of Jake Hurley’s wife, Camille.

Not 10 minutes into their journey, Lori disappears with a scream and a crash, and the hunt is on — not only to find their missing hostess, but to unravel the secrets of Jake Hurley’s train, Camille’s ghost, and the treasure that may be hiding in Blue Moon Canyon. It won’t be an easy task even for three seasoned teen sleuths, not with a cagey wonder-cop, irritable historical romance writer, and techy ghost hunter all trying to keep their motivations and actions a mystery.

TRN is superb in most respects, so it shouldn’t come as any surprise that the mystery is 90% perfect — barring one unfortunate plot point, which I’ll cover in at least 3 sections below, and the next paragraph. Tightly paced with suspicion spread thickly and nigh-evenly, TRN doesn’t run into the trouble of knowing who the culprit is from the first 20 minutes of the game and doesn’t feel the need to clear one suspect earlier than the others so that they can help Nancy — Frank and Joe take that job instead, leaving a pretty clear field through most of the game.

The biggest problem with TRN is the identity of the “final” culprit — that is, the culprit who leaves Nancy behind in the crumbling mine in order to generate some good publicity for herself and who knows about Jake Hurley’s final “treasure” all along: Lori. Her reveal as the first culprit is wonderful and logical, even if it’s not too hard to figure out that she kidnapped herself. Her reveal as the second culprit, however, is so odd and against her character that it doesn’t just feel like a mistake — it actually reads as a mistake as well.

To have the entire game culminate in a culprit that 1) doesn’t make any sense to be the culprit and 2) must behave in a completely out-of-character way in order to be the culprit is the one black mark on TRN’s otherwise spotless record. Other than that, this mystery is one of the best of the series so far and is a fully enjoyable ride from start to almost-finish.

The Suspects:

Lori Girard, Paris-Hilton-expy and socialite extraordinaire, is the hostess of the little trip down to Blue Moon Canyon with a streak of ruthless camera-whoring that nearly matches the level of the other camera whore on board (see next suspect).

Lori is, rather gloriously, the first culprit — the one who kidnapped herself, showing her love for flair, her smarts, and her enjoyment of detective stories. Kidnapping herself is right along with the character we see she has, and makes so much sense that it doesn’t feel like a let-down that the player (and a few other characters) figure it out — rather, it feels like her character is introduced strongly and well.

Lori is, completely unbelievably, the second culprit as well. Lori’s previous stunts — i.e. her previous ‘kidnapping’ before the story begins, the train disappearance — involve herself, have no danger to them at all, are intensely theatrical, and rely on the willing cooperation of others. Trapping Nancy in the mine and trying to kill her doesn’t involve Lori at all, has a ton of danger (not to mention a death toll), and isn’t theatrical at all — it happens all ‘off camera’.

We’ll get to more problems with this in The Unfavorite, but making Lori the second culprit was a huge mistake, and her character — and the game — suffer from it.

Tony Balducci is a self-described wonder cop and sometime lover of Lori who wants nothing more than to toot his own horn…provided he leaves out some of the less flattering notes. Having caught two bank robbers by luckily being in the right place at the right time, Tony now tries to live up to the name of ace detective — mainly by being a giant douchebag towards everyone.

As a culprit, Tony would have been an interesting choice, as someone driven by the hanging spectre of his own ego, desperately trying to catch it while knowing deep down that he’s just not good enough to do so. He’s just a little too obvious, a little too hateable, and a little too in-your-face to be the proper culprit for this game.

He instead lives to fight another day to show up in ICE, where no one asked for nor wanted him. A douche to the end.

Charleena Purcell of Secret of Shadow Ranch fame is live and in person this time, having accepted Lori’s invitation out of curiosity for what really happened to Jake — and a bit of a guilty conscience.

As a reoccurring character, Charleena wasn’t going to be the culprit, but I do love that she’s a character who does some morally questionable things — like taking Lori’s suggestions for a new book and incorporating them without crediting Lori. While legally she’s fine, it is a total dick move, and she deserves to get reamed for it.

I love that Charleena’s a bit uptight and snappy while still being a ‘good guy’ (or at least not a baddie), and I do love that she did something wrong that has no impact on the actual crime at all. While she’s not in my top 5 of reoccurring characters/characters that appear in more than one game, she is a nice representation of what most authors are like (dedicated researchers and hard workers, not people who have wacky hijinks with the mystical people in their head that talk to them).

John Grey is a ghost hunter who relies more on tech than on spiritual intuition and hosts his own TV show dedicated to proving the existence of ghosts and spirits. He’s convinced — or rather really hoping — that he can prove the existence of Camille’s ghost and attribute her power to all the wacky things happening on the train.

He also really hates it when Nancy plays the piano around his sensitive audio equipment, which is the biggest reason to play the piano around his sensitive audio equipment that I can think of.

Heartbreakingly, John is the perfect culprit; he lies just under the radar enough not to be immediately obvious, but isn’t immediately discounted either. He also has the perfect motivation: with his show failing, he really needs a show-stopping apparition like Camille’s ghost to boost his ratings and save his show. He’d be an Abby Sideris-type culprit Writ Large, but this time he’d be manipulating people’s perceptions of an actual ghost that truly exists on the train.

John’s status as, frankly, no villain at all is the single biggest flaw in TRN, and it makes me sad every time I play it.

Listed officially as a suspect, Fatima of Copper Gorge is a Charleena fangirl and taffy enthusiast, with a temper as wide as Copper Gorge itself. She constantly wears an old-timey miner’s costume — foam head mask and all — and can apparently even sleep in it.

As a culprit, Fatima would have obviously been a poor choice for a Nancy Drew style game — she barely appears, and is there for a puzzle and a task and that’s pretty much it. She is however incredibly intriguing, as…well, she never takes off the mask. As a fair-play mystery, Fatima was never an option; she does stand out among all masked characters as one of the few that is never revealed to the player/Nancy.

Though they’re not officially suspects, the Hardy Boys both deserve a breakdown in this area.

Franklin Hardy is the elder of the two and barely counts as a teenager (being 19), though he does work for ATAC (American Teens Against Crime, which is the funniest acronym in the world). Detail-oriented with a dry sense of humor, Frank is the de facto leader of the Hardy Boys and far less hot-headed than his brother Joe.

A great researcher and planner, Frank knows a little bit about almost everything, and is more cautious (as most older siblings are) about the danger of any particular situation than either Joe or Nancy tend to be. Fiercely loyal and indisputably protective, Frank believes in the power of teamwork and is constantly on watch for people who might want to hurt his friends and family. In SPY, his bio specifies a “strong connection to [Nancy]” as not only an example of this loyalty but also as a point towards his feelings for her.

It would do Frank a disservice to boil his entire characterization down to his relationship with Nancy, but it is worth mentioning briefly. There are hints of his affection towards Nancy pre-TRN, but it’s really post-TRN that it kicks into high gear (probably because of working in close circumstances with her during TRN).

TRN is, possibly coincidentally and possibly not, the last game where Wayne Rawley voices Frank, as the man/myth/legend Jonah Von Spreecken takes over in the next game Danger by Design. Not only is JVS’s Frank a little less subtle about his feelings for Nancy, he’s also a little younger sounding (more like his actual age) and a little more enthusiastic (while still being very dry). As any reader of any of these metas could probably tell you, I find JVS’s Frank to be the best of his VAs, and he’s only enhanced when Nik takes over from WAC on.

Joseph Hardy, to contrast, is the 18 year old younger brother (and, if HER is working off the supermysteries, skipped a grade to be in Frank’s graduating class) and the more impulsive of the two. Generally laid-back in contrast to Frank’s meticulous nature, Joe is no less quick and is noted in his character bio from SPY to be an “extremely proficient tactician” — a role generally reserved by lesser writers for more uptight characters.

While easily distracted and a bit prone to conspiracy theories, Joe is quick to discover interpersonal links and motives and is at least somewhat handy with mechanics. His seemingly odd fixations usually lead (in a roundabout way) to finding out the truth behind crimes and leading him to a cool treasure or historical fact along the way. He’s big-picture in a way that Frank is not, which helps him both as he sifts through Nancy’s mysteries, and when he and Frank are on the job for ATAC.

As of Lani’s departure as Nancy Drew, Rob Jones (Joe’s voice actor) is the only VA to have voiced the same character for the entirety of their presence in the series. As much as I praise JVS in all of his roles (Frank and others) Rob really deserves 90% of the credit for Joe being as loved and wonderful as he is. Rob’s voice gives Joe the correct amount of youthful enthusiasm, glee in bad puns, and continual just plain enjoyment of the world he lives in and the job he has.

The Favorite:

If it wasn’t obvious, TRN is one of my favorite Nancy Drew games — definitely in the top 5, almost definitely in the top 3 — and that makes this section really easy.

First off is the physical presence of the Hardy Boys. It feels really natural to have them appear after being in most of the games leading up to TRN, and they make every second of this game better. From Joe’s cheeseburger face to playing briefly as Frank and eavesdropping (a minigame that would reach its Pinnacle in WAC) to watching Nancy sit down with the boys and pow-wow to figure out the mysteries, the Hardy Boys are a delight from beginning to end,

My favorite moment in the game is that lovely moment where Nancy sees Camille’s ghost dancing along the train window. Camille’s spirit looks so cheerful and effervescent, gently bubbling along her beloved husband’s train, and it’s a beautiful moment.

It’s also a crucial moment in the Nancy Drew game series and lore as a whole, as it, for the first time, clearly and plainly establishes what it’s hinted at since MHM — that in the Nancy Drew universe, ghosts and spirits are real. They’re almost never the culprit, and they don’t often look like Scary Cartoon ghosts, but they’re real all the same. This moment does so much for the game and for the series that it will forever be one of my favorite moments in the series, not just in this game.

My favorite puzzle would have to be finding and placing all the gemstones. I’ve always loved gemstones, and this game really increased my love of them (and interest in their meanings/folklore). Figuring out which animal goes with which stone — and mastering what the “hand from the deep” actually looks like — is a lot of fun, and the animatic of all the different parts whirring and coming together is beautiful. It’s often placed alongside one of the best quotes of this game: “above all…let nothing happen to my train; it holds wonderful things”.

I also love the “true treasure” of the game; sure, Nancy’s line about friendship is a bit corny, but ND has always been a bit corny, and it’s a wonderful sentiment that a true gift can simply be your ability to make connections, rather than any material possessions or social standing.

Camille is one of my favorite “historical characters” in the series, and I know I’ve mentioned her ghost just above, but I love how personal and friendly she feels; you really do get the sense as the player that she’s there, helping Nancy along. It’s Jake’s mystery, and Jake’s mine, Jake’s friends, and Jake’s treasure, but to me, Jake Hurley’s train forever belongs to Camille.

The Un-Favorite:

As far as my least favorite puzzle in TRN goes…I don’t think I have one. I enjoy all of them for their varied styles, their tie-ins to the time period and to palace trains in general – they don’t exactly feel like puzzles, even, more like well-integrated plot points. I think this is one of the few — if not the only one — that absolutely no puzzle comes to mind, so good on TRN.

Alright, you knew it was coming. My least favorite moment in the game is where Lori reveals herself as the second culprit and tries to trap Nancy in the crumbling mine (and the fallout in the letter Nancy writes). I’ve already gone into how Lori makes no sense as the actual culprit from a characterization point of view — and TRN runs on characterization — so I won’t repeat it. But I do have problems with it besides that.

TRN feels like it was set up to have a “culprit” — Lori, kidnapping herself — and then an actual culprit. Lori wanting to find Jake’s treasure as a publicity thing is totally fine, but the whole mystery feels like there’s another sinister presence working on Lori and the rest of the cast the entire time, trying to steer them to where they want them for their own machinations.

It would shock me not at all to find out that this scenario was the original plan, cut for time. TRN came out in mid-September of 2005, not even two months after CLK. While I know that different games are worked on simultaneously, that’s still quite a quick schedule to keep — especially since game #13 (TRN) wasn’t in the cards at all, the game series meant to be 12 games in total.

The ending feeling slapdash — “ah, we don’t have time to work out a criminal, let’s just have it be Lori again” — isn’t shocking looking at the timetable and circumstances behind TRN even becoming a game. While I understand it, I feel like the lack of thought put into the last 5 minutes or so of the game is really noticeable, and undermines both character and theming.

The Fix:

So how would I fix Last Train to Blue Moon Canyon?

Unsurprisingly (and since the rest of the game is borderline perfect), the one change/fix I would make is to the identity of the final culprit. John’s ‘arc’ is somewhat anticlimactic — he’s the only character to sort of drop off the face of the game at the 2/3rds mark — and I truly believe that it’s because the seeds are there to reveal him as the true villain, but it was never carried out.

My proposal is this: the vast majority of the game stays exactly as it is. Lori kidnaps herself, is found by Nancy, and rewards her by giving her all the information she has about the location of the mine — there being a small reference to Jake receiving a letter from an “important friend” or some such descriptor.

Nancy, of course, wonders briefly about the letter and then moves on to solving the location of the mind, working in tandem with the Hardy Boys — but because John has listening devices all over the train, he hears about the letter and begins to research on a hunch that this letter has information that can help him “establish” Camille’s ghost better and make her hauntings more plausible.

In this canon, of course, John’s show really is on the brink of being cancelled without being picked up by any major network, and his paranormal tours that the player finds out about in SAW (and is referenced again in TMB) aren’t doing so well either, so he needs a huge boost to his credibility. Camille’s story — and the treasure/letter that Jake Hurley left behind — is the perfect thing to get him back on top, if he could just get the nosy detectives out of the way.

By listening in on Nancy and the Hardy Boys, John knows just as much as they do — and more, thanks to his research team for Ghost Chasers turning up a connection between Jake and Abraham Lincoln — and decides that the best way to frame this for his show is to have “Camille’s wrath” come upon the uppity teen detective, collapsing the mine to protect Jake’s treasure as soon as she finds it (and he can take it from her).

Used to working in the dark and moving quietly, John, directed by Lori (who he’s manipulated into having him follow Nancy with cameras to capture the moment), follows Nancy into the mine, helping out with a few “good guesses” (actually his knowledge from listening in and researching) and snapping a few pictures of the treasure when they find it. After asking Nancy to hand him Lincoln’s letter so that he can film it better, John runs out of the room and blocks up the exit, standing outside to gloat to Nancy.

John talks about how he manipulated Lori, how he listened in, how this is the thing he needs to boost his show up to be the most-watched program in the ghost hunting business, how clever he was to run rings around Tony, Lori, Charleena, and most of all the Hardy Boys and Nancy herself. He then tells Nancy that she won’t live to tell the tale, but he’ll get footage of “Camille” causing a quake in the mine to protect her husband’s treasure — running as the mine begins to collapse.

From there, the game would continue as normal until Nancy catches the culprit (the only difference being who the culprit is) and rides to safety.

While this section seems really long, this change isn’t actually that big in the scheme of things — it just makes far more sense to have Lori only be the first culprit while having the second culprit be someone with a lot more to lose and a lot more to gain. In general with mysteries, your culprit should always be the person with the most to lose (though the detective and/or player shouldn’t know how much everyone has to lose from the beginning), and John suits that far more than Lori does.

That being said, this is the only change I’d make; I think the rest of the game not only was great at the time of its release but has also stood the test of time a decade and a half later. The change I’ve proposed would simply take the game from being a classic with a slight blemish to a truly perfect game.

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phroyd · 4 years

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The average number of daily coronavirus cases in the United States set a record for the 26th straight day on Saturday as officials and health experts watched nervously to see whether Fourth of July gatherings would increase the spread. The new high came even as the holiday kept some state health departments from reporting their latest batches of infections.

The virus continued to spiral out of control in much of the country, particularly in the South, as several states experienced record numbers of confirmed infections and hospitalizations. Florida logged another daily high number of new cases, while hospitalizations in Arizona set a record, and ICU capacity at the world’s largest medical center, in Houston, surpassed 100 percent at one point.

Here are some significant developments:

Cincinnati, Cleveland and Wichita became the latest major U.S. cities to pass mask ordinances. “Masks are our best hope to keep people safe and to keep the economy afloat,” Cincinnati Mayor John Cranley (D) said.

In tweets Saturday, President Trump correctly said the number of deaths attributed to the coronavirus and the rate of those deaths are declining. He also said that “If we didn’t test so much and so successfully, we would have very few cases” — a false and misleading statement because the rate of positive cases continues to rise in states showing a marked increase in infections.

Donald Trump Jr.’s girlfriend, Kimberly Guilfoyle, tested positive for the coronavirus Friday while in South Dakota, according to a person familiar with the situation who spoke on the condition of anonymity to discuss the situation. Trump Jr. was cleared of the virus, and the couple will drive home together to avoid contact with others.

Public-health experts warned that the virus showed little sign of slowing, partly because of people going to bars and restaurants. Tom Frieden, former director of the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, said young adults make up a significant share of new infections but added that the virus will spread to others.

“It’s worse, will continue to get worse, and will take months to improve substantially,” he said. “We are going in the wrong direction, fast.”

The holiday weekend could prove pivotal in the country’s efforts to contain the waves of infection that have swept across the country in recent weeks, testing whether sufficient numbers of Americans are prepared to abruptly alter their behavior to prevent the pandemic from spiraling further out of control. Infections spiked in several states after the last U.S. holiday, Memorial Day.

Nationwide, the rolling seven-day average for new cases was 48,321 on Saturday, up 11,700 from a week ago, according to tracking by The Washington Post. Fourteen states also reported new average highs.

Florida set another daily record for new infections, reporting 11,458 confirmed cases. The state has reported multiple daily records since late June, and the rate of positive test results has climbed into the double digits. Only New York has tallied more cases in a single day, with 11,571 on April 15.

Adding to Florida’s grim figures, six of the 10 U.S. counties that have seen the sharpest increases in coronavirus cases over the past week were in the Sunshine State, according to The Post’s tracking. They included the population hub of Miami-Dade County as well as several less-populated counties inland and along the Gulf Coast.

In Arizona, another hotbed for new infections, a record 3,113 patients were hospitalized with covid-19, up 100 from Friday. Ninety percent of the state’s intensive care unit beds and 85 percent of inpatient beds were in use, according to health officials.

Hospitals throughout hard-hit Texas were also filling quickly, with ICU capacity at Houston’s Texas Medical Center, the world’s largest hospital complex, at one point exceeding 100 percent. The state’s 7,890 hospitalizations set a record, while local judges in Hidalgo and Starr counties issued emergency alerts saying beds were full and urging the public to stay home.

Montana, South Carolina, Mississippi and California also reported new highs for hospitalizations.

The country’s average daily death toll continued to wane — from 566 this time last week to 489 Saturday — but experts warned that fatalities could trend upward again as more people fell ill.

On Friday, new infections nationwide reached another single-day high of 57,497, and at least 20 states set record highs for the average of new cases over seven days.

Faced with the soaring numbers, governors and mayors around the country canceled or scaled back Independence Day celebrations and pleaded with people to wear masks, maintain social distancing and only celebrate with household members.

“As a veteran, I can tell you patriotism is not about putting your own health or others’ health at risk,” Louisiana Gov. John Bel Edwards said. “We can honor and celebrate our country in many ways, and I cannot think of anything more patriotic than doing so in a way that protects our family, friends and neighbors.”

Beaches were closed in Los Angeles, South Florida and in other states, but Myrtle Beach, S.C., remained open to the public, even as cases in the city and state continued to rise sharply. The tourist hotspot passed a last-minute mask ordinance as thousands of vacationers flocked in for the holiday.

“We are doing all that we can,” Mayor Brenda Bethune told CNN. “I believe that people spread this virus — that’s been proven — not places.”

Even the Nathan’s Hot Dog Eating Contest looked different this year. The annual Coney Island event, which usually draws thousands of spectators, took place Saturday at a private location without fans. Workers had to wear masks and gloves.

Trump was scheduled to hold a “Salute to America” event on the White House lawn Saturday evening, with doctors, nurses and other pandemic front line workers joining him before a fireworks display on the Mall, according to the White House. Local officials urged people not to come downtown, fearing that a large crowd could cause an uptick in coronavirus infections.

For those who started to arrive on the Mall in the afternoon, the National Park Service distributed face masks.

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Hero, Yuta, & Me

Summary: Your pet sitting job lands you at the doorstep of the magnetic Yuta Nakamoto, owner of the cutest Shiba Inu on the planet, Hero.

Multi-part series: Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3

Part 1

Word Count: 2,021 words

You were getting ready for the day, brushing your hair in front on your vanity. Your mom was visiting your grandparents down south while your dad and younger brothers were at Disney World. Those lucky bastards. You regretted not going with them but you were saving up for a Korean pop convention that was coming up in the summer. And you just landed a pretty sweet gig with your pet sitting job, Read It and Woof.

The owner, Yuta Nakamoto, lived in Miami Beach in a nice townhouse. He was the owner of a Shiba Inu named Hero. You were psyched because you had never seen a Shiba in the flesh. Mr. Nakamoto was going on a business trip so he needed someone to spend the weekend at his place, looking after Hero.

You parked in Mr. Nakamoto’s driveway, seeing his black Dodge Challenger’s trunk popped open. The front door was slightly ajar. You grabbed your bag out of the backseat and shut the door.

You heard a bark and whipped around to see a black and tan Shiba Inu sitting before you and you nearly crumble.

“Hi!” You greet the pup. “You must be Hero.”

Hero got up and started sniffing at your sneakers. All the while his tail was wagging. You laughed.

“Y/N.”

You looked back up to see the most beautiful boy you’d ever laid eyes on and nearly roll your eyes at the cliche that just popped into your head. He was a stunner. He was a legend. He was a god. Mr. Nakamoto was dressed in business professional attire of a finely tailored gray suit. His dark brown hair was slicked back and your breathing hitched. His brown eyes were sharp and captivating. And-

Cool it, Y/N. He may have a Shiba and he may be hot as fuck. But you gotta reel it in.

“Mr. Nakamoto?” You asked.

He smirked. “Call me Yuta. It’s really nice to meet you. Can I take your bag?”

“It’s nice to meet you, too.” You shook your head when you saw him reach his arm out to grab your Captain Marvel themed bag. Your bag wasn’t that heavy. “Oh, that’s okay. I got it.”

He nodded. “I’ll show you around. Thanks for coming so early.”

And suddenly you forgot that you were cursing yourself for taking the gig since you had to wake up at 5:30 AM to get ready so you can meet Yuta at 7:30 AM. Miami traffic was merciless even at 6:30 in the morning.

“It’s fine,” you said.

Yuta opened the front door and said, “After you.”

Hero ran in right after and you could hear the pitter pat of his feet and grinned. Dogs were effortless in making people laugh. That’s one of the things you loved most about them.

Dog toys were all over the wooden floor. Including a soccer ball. Three different pairs of shoes were placed beside the door. There was a lot of wooden furnishings and there were a couple of sliding doors. You noted that the interior of the house was very reminiscent of Japanese interior design.

“This is a really nice place you got here,” you said.

Yuta laughed. “You don’t have to lie. It’s a mess. I’m sorry about that. But Hero likes it that way.”

“Oh I don’t think it’s fair to pin it all on Hero.”

Hero was right on Yuta’s heels, staring up in adoration at his owner. You could feel their connection to each other and you knew that Yuta really loved him. Yuta looked down at Hero and rubbed his head.

“Maybe you’re right,” Yuta said as he looked back up at you. “Do you want something to drink? Eat? I made scrambled eggs.”

“Sounds good. I don’t want to keep you, though.” You remembered he had a flight to catch soon. Miami International Airport was very unforgiving.

Yuta’s eyes grew noticeably bigger. “Oh, yeah. Well, the tour’s quick. You got all of my instructions via email anyway. If you have any questions at any time, don’t hesitate to text. I can only take phone calls after 10 at night since my meetings are running late this weekend. I apologize.”

“It’s no problem.”

Yuta smiled. “If you’ll follow me.” He walked you down the hall and showed you the different rooms in the house. Hero was allowed to roam as he pleased. He usually liked to sleep in Yuta’s bed but he also had a bed in the living room. And a bed in the kitchen because Yuta sometimes liked to get a midnight snack and it was almost as if Hero knew that. Then, Hero would seize the opportunity to guilt trip Yuta into giving him something to munch on.

You were living for Yuta’s anecdotes.

“So the last door on the left is my room, which Hero can sleep in. But I’m pretty sure he’ll be with you. If you don’t mind keeping your room open. Which brings me to the guest room,” Yuta said.

He pushed the sliding door open and revealed a comfortable floor bed with a floor desk that had a cute little cactus and lamp on it.

“If you’d like extra blankets, the linen closet has a lot. Go nuts.” He laughed.

“Thanks, Yuta. I really appreciate it.” Most of your clients were nice people. Some were a little chaotic. But then, by the grace of God, you stumbled on a miracle.

You and Yuta walked back to the entrance.

“Well, I’m off,” Yuta said, “Thanks again for doing this, Y/N.” A strand of his hair fell into his eyes and he tucked it behind his ear. You imagined him doing that to your hair and you blushed, feeling guilty over fantasizing about a client you’d only see once more when he came back to make sure you didn’t kidnap Hero.

You nodded. “You’re welcome...Uh, safe travels...Yeah.” Lord, help you.

He gave you a knowing smile. He had to be aware of the effect he had on people. Whatever his line of work, he was probably the most magnetic person there.

“Bye,” he said in a playful tone. He knelt down and pet Hero. “You be good, alright?” Hero barked. The first time you heard him today.

You sat on the couch with Hero watching the news. Taking care of Hero consisted of taking him on a walk a couple of times a day. Taking him to the dog park this afternoon since Saturday afternoons were for dog park visits. Feeding him his meals. Giving him some treats as you said the commands Yuta suggested in his email. “Sit”, “play dead”, and “grab the remote”. You laughed at that last one.

You wondered how Yuta was doing. You thought it was funny that you were even thinking about him that way when you only talked to him for at most twenty minutes. There was no question you wanted to get to know him better.

Hero laid his head on your lap when you were texting your group chat that you shared with your three girlfriends: Joanna, Taissa, and Kaia.

HowRU Group Chat: We Clowned Clowns

Joanna: So how’s it going with the Shibs?

You: It’s good. His name’s Hero. Have contemplated kidnapping him. The owner’s really nice.

Kaia: Oh?

Taissa: That’s the first time you said an owner was nice so...you mean he’s NICE.

You: Yes.

Kaia: What aren’t you saying, Y/N?

Joanna: She likes him. He’s hot, isn’t he?

Taissa: Do you have pictures?

You: Sure in the 20 minutes we were together, I got 200 candids. Of course not!

Kaia: Can you tell us about him at least?

You: Dreamy. Slicked back brown hair. Brown eyes that basically hug you. Excellent cheekbones. A smile that will make you go blind if you look too long. About 5’9 if I had to compare his height to Kaia’s.

Joanna: So he’s short

Taissa: Not for Y/N and me. No.

Kaia: He’s short.

You: I’m gonna continue. His house is really nice. Japanese style. Wooden floor. I get to walk around in my bare feet. He keeps the place really tidy, even with all the dog toys.

Taissa: You need to snatch him up, Y/N.

You: I don’t think I can.

Joanna: Don’t go into a spiel about how you’re not good enough. I will not allow it. You are more than good enough for any man you want. Go for it.

Kaia: Yes, Y/N! Ask him out!

Taissa: Maybe he’ll even beat you to it! But think about it!

You: Read It and Woof doesn’t encourage fraternization between employee and client.

Taissa: Boo, those whores.

Even if Yuta was interested, the company was strict about dating. Maybe there was some leniency if you never worked for Yuta again. But that’s a huge maybe. And you liked your part-time job. You needed it to save up before you applied to get your Master’s. And you liked Hero and definitely wanted to see him again.

The same could be said about his owner.

You sighed and decided to order some pizza. Hero was eating his kibble for dinner when the doorbell rang. You checked the peephole and saw it was the pizza delivery girl. She looked very made-up with mascara and lipstick for someone who was delivering pizzas.

You opened the door and saw that the girl’s hopeful expression faded.

She said, deadpan, “Large pepperoni with stuffed cheesy bread?”

You nodded.

She handed you the merchant copy of the receipt to sign. You did. You handed her three bucks as her tip. She handed you the pizza and cheesy bread.

“So, are you his girlfriend?” She asked.

“What?” You frowned in confusion.

Then, you remembered you weren’t at your own house. You were at Yuta’s.

“Oh! No, I’m not. I’m pet sitting.”

The girl’s face became hopeful again and she looked less hostile. “Oh, okay! Well, have a good night!”

Well, that was fun.

You sat down at the kitchen table and enjoyed your meal. You decided to explore the house a little bit more.

You looked carefully at the walls and saw some photographs of Yuta and his family. He posed with two girls you guessed were his sisters. They were at Universal Studios Japan and hanging out with the minions. You smiled at Yuta’s very animated face. There was another formal picture of Yuta with his parents and who you now confirmed were his sisters. They all looked regal in their formal wear. You saw another picture of a younger Yuta playing soccer. That would explain the soccer ball in the living room, after all. You continued down the line and saw what you thought was a very recent picture of Yuta posing with his team:

The national Japanese soccer team.

And then you looked at the next picture and recognized David Beckham. Beckham was shaking hands with Yuta. The Inter Miami CF logo was at the bottom right corner of the photograph.

Whoa.

Yuta was an international soccer player. Your inner thirteen-year-old was screeching.

Hero’s pitter pats were getting closer and he stood by you.

You knelt down and pet him. “Hero, why didn’t you tell me Yuta was a soccer star?”

Hero nuzzled against your hand.

Your phone vibrated in your pocket. Yuta texted you.

Maybe I needed to change his contact name. It sounded...suggestive. Mr. Nakamoto will see you now.

HowRU Group Chat: With Mr. Nakamoto

Mr. Nakamoto: Hey. How’s it going? Did Hero trash the place yet?

You: Hi! It’s going well. Hero’s been a good doggo. How are things?

Mr. Nakamoto: That’s good to hear. It’s been stressful but it looks like things are going to work out.

You: How mysterious.

Mr. Nakamoto: It’s pretty boring, actually. But if all goes well, I get to stay in Miami for a long while.

You: I hope it does.

Mr. Nakamoto: Me, too :)

You debated bringing up what you discovered of Yuta but weren’t sure how to proceed with it.

Hey Yuta, by the way, why didn’t you tell me you were a soccer sensation?

Or...

Hey, Yuta, do you like Messi?

You decided to drop it. Maybe he’d mention it to you. Maybe he wouldn’t.

It would all depend on whether you guys would see each other again after the weekend was over.

Part 2 (Coming Soon)

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