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hamiltonells · 9 months
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pieces of us~max Verstappen
pairings:max verstappen x reader
warnings: pregnancy,swearing,smut,max bring a simp, time skips,bad writing, please note that the time it takes place is kinda everywhere. literally bad bad bad smut writing
summary: you always wanted to become a mother, now the time has come.
also, please request any dad!max universe ideas:)
side note: I hate my writing so much, I think I need to do it from different pov, but it’s horrible, so enjoy this crap writing
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you always dreamed of becoming a mother, watching your own mother doing such a good job probably didn't help, you would always find yourself daydreaming about what it would be like to have a mini you running about.
you met max through Daniel, max was and still is everything you looked for in a man, you don't think you met anyone quite as prefect than him, that was five years ago.
now, your eight months heavily pregnant and let's just say you didn't think pregnancy or motherhood was going to like this, you can't walk, you waddle, half of the time your confused on what your feeling with you hormones messing you about, moodiness, also the constant hunger.
still saying that you loved it, nothing comes close to the feeling if you little of kicking around inside you and let's just say max? he more than loved it.
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“fuck” max grunted as he rounded the corner of your living room “fucking stupid wall” he grunted again as he hit his toe on the wall, he could hear your laugh when he finally reached you.
“you won’t be laughing if I dropped you ice cream would you” he sweetly smiled at you sarcastically as you smile dropped as he passes you the bowl of different flavours of ice cream.
it was incredibly hot, too hot for you liking as you was spread out on the sofa in maxs shorts and a crop top, showing your belly the heat was killing you let’s say hot weather and pregnancy didn’t go together,the small fan max found in your guys loft pointing at you.
max sits down next to you, in nothing but his shorts his shirtless body showing each of his little freckles that he has.
“hello you” max puts his his hands on you bump, your little one immediately kicks, maxs leans down and kisses you stomach, his beard rough against you belly and you let out a giggle as he kisses all the way up you body, untill he gets to you lips and double kissing them.
“don’t forget we have the red bull party this week” you hum to your love as he drops his head cuddling into you bump, max sighs “ we don’t have to go, your eight months y/n/n, don’t want you to be on your feet long and get tired” he explains, “max we’re going” you laugh as you put your hand through his hair.
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“Je ziet er prachtig uit”max says while wrapping his arms around your waist, soothing the silk dress you have on.
(you look beautiful)
max has a all black suit on, the white crisp shirt underneath his tie around his neck he looks handsome as always, you have a dark deep blue silk dress on perfectly hugging your stomach.
“can you do my tie for me please love” he asks as you turn yourself to face him, you reach around his neck to do it, you smile widely when he smothers kisses all over your face.
“please don’t tell me you wearing them” he sighs as he sees the stiletto heels on your bed you just smile at him.
max doesn’t seem to understand why you wear heels while pregnant they hurt you and you always complain that you feet ache without the stupid heels but to you, heels make you feel beautiful still and that you can show people you not actually letting you self to while pregnant.
“don’t complain please max” you state not wanting to get into another argument about the heels.
“we’re going to be late” you rushed and you slipped you heels on ans done then up and around you ankle.
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“max y/n welcome” Christian welcomed you as you step in to the restaurant, it was only supposed a small party get together, friends and family but Christian had rented out a fancy restaurant.
you greet him, giving him a side hug, you belly slightly getting in the way, “not long to go now eh” he glimpses at your stomach.
“hopefully, can’t wait to meet the little guy” max chuffed, your head spin around to him “sexiest, how do you know it’s a boy?” you joke with him, you wanted it to be a surprise, you wanted a home birth with just you and max and midwife you trusted deeply.
the music was quite loud, you could see Daniel rushing to get to the two of you “there you are” he expressed as he went in for a hug “my favourite verstappen” he said as he presses a kiss to you cheek, “aye” max snapped “what about me” he said.
“close third” Daniel mumbled, to impressed and busy rubbing at your stomach “my favourite is really the little one” he said as he bent up straight again, going over and giving max a brotherly hug.
“let’s get you sat down” max said when you winced at the aching pain in you feet “zei dat je die verdomde dingen moest dragen” he rants to himself as he guides you with an arm around you waist, to you seat at the table, seeing you names on the nicely decorated table.
told you not to wear the fucking things
he softly sat you down on the chair, bending down to undo you heels “mmh you need a haircut” you softly speak as you dive your hand into his hair, he carefully slipped you heel off “I wanna keep them on” you mumble to yourself and max “and I want you to listen to me” he grunted, max always knew what was best for you and what you wanted it.
you hum when he starts to massage you swollen and aching feet, “max no, people are here” you say embarrassed “I don’t care, if people have a problem then fuck them” you smiled as a warmth spread through you.
he slipped them back on “keep them on for a bit while we are sat down” he looks up at you and smiles you give him a peck on the cheek, “I love you”
truth be told, even though you always wanted a baby and experience motherhood you and max didn’t plan it, at time max won his second world championship you both agreed that it wasn’t the right time, but in reality it was the perfect time.
you remember the night it happened as it brings a smile to your face “what you smiling about” you hear maxs rough but soft voice next to you snap yourself out of your memory, you laugh “the game room” those three words out a devilish smirk on your lovers face.
“the night this one happened” you could hear the smirk through this voice as his hand goes from your thigh to your bump.
Y/N pulled away, a string of saliva connecting them as she looked up at him with wide, innocent eyes. max picked her up and held her on his hip, pinching her thigh.
"What did I tell you," dropping her on the small sofa max had put in the room,and crawled on top of her, "about being a brat?" His eyes were wild with anger and lust and love.
you had been teasing him all night while he had been streaming, “neuk me, je bent zo mooi” his dutch coming out of his naturally while his hand goes don’t your thigh and pushing himself down so that he’s between your thighs.
fuck me your so beautiful
groaning when his fingers hovered over the damp material of your underwear, pressing lightly against it as he inspected how wet you were, pressing a kiss to them then removing them roughly.
your hands went flying to his hair for something to pull when when he licked up your folds without warning chewing on you lip to hold the moans, he added his finger teasing your cilt, curling his fingers then max’s mouth covered your clit and you trembled.
“this for me baby?" Y/N nodded, her lips parting, "Tell me who's it for “know you can do it." your back arched, “yours, you max”
“that’s my girl”
“Need you maxie“ that’s all he needed to hear, pushing himself so he can reach you, burying his mouth against your neck as he reaches between you, guiding his thick cock into your heat.
“oh mijn verdomme”he bites down on your shoulder,he mutters a few curses, you once again arch your back running your fingers down his back your nails drawing blood on his back.
oh my fucking
his thrusts became more rough grasping your waist for support he deeply pushes him self into before your both come undone at the same time, his hole body dropping down onto you.
“that was a good night” his smirk growing wider, you lean so your side so that your head lays on his shoulder, your arm wrapped around his, you had finished you meal and was just chatting.
“come and dance with me” he whispered into your ear you looked at max surprised “max babe, I’m eight months pregnant and I waddle when I walk I also struggle to hug you” you said while sniggering.
“shush stop complaining”he got up and pushed his chair out of the way while bending down to undo your heels for the second time this night and leaving them on your seat.
he pulled you up to the little dance floor where the soft music was playing. a couple of familiar faces smile at the two of you, you felt the little squeeze he gave you as he held the way stoping when he pulled you into him your arm immediately going around his waist and your hand slotting into his”can’t wait for our little family” you hear him whisper into your ear,you smile up at him “we love you so much” you speak for yourself and you little one, you can’t wait this is what you dreamed of when you was a little girl.
you give him a look when he slightly stretches his arms out making you do the same, he gives you a twirl and pulls you back into him and his hands land in you hips to pull you up so you give him a kiss.
“it’s been a long night let’s go” he says when you both pull apart, him directing you though the crowd of people to get your stuff and heels, you say your goodbyes to everyone, max puts his jacket over your shoulders, heels in his one hand while you walk out of the restaurant, the first thing you expect to hit you was the chilly air but you was far wrong, the first thing that did hit you was bright flashes, max moves so your behind him, covering you.
when you do finally make it home you sit straight down onto the sofa, you noticed a slight pain in your stomach your hands go straight to your bump.
yell for max who comes rushing down stairs with a pair of his shorts and shirt in his hands “what’s happening” he looks so panicked, “think we’re going to have this baby” as you explain about the contractions “oh my, fuck,shit” he looks around for his phone, he’s now in a comfortable pair of shorts and a black shirt.
he helps you get changed in to your well his comfortable clothes.
your walking around the kitchen while max is on the phone to the midwife, Eva,saying that your contractions are now six minutes long.
you look at him, as he smiles you looks down just as the same time he does to feel a wet feeling down your legs.
max is there though quick to rush down and take his shorts of you and clear the mess that’s on the floor.
“awe okay” you say breathing heavily “it’s hurting a lot more now” leaning on the kitchen side, max comes behind you slightly rubbing and giving you back a relief “she’s on her way, won’t be long angel”
“whooh that one hurts” as you lean back into him, holding the side.
max guides you to the living room and onto the sofa “you ok, you comfortable” you completely ignore him “you look handsome” you softly express “thank you” he laughs and pulls you into a kiss.
the door bells pulls you both apart as max rushes to get the door “see how quick that was”
is little while later, max is behind your on your bed,sheets underneath you with everything that your midwife needs around you.
“oooh I can’t do it” you half cry and half whine as you push, “ don’t talk stupid, your the strongest women I know baby, let’s meet our little one yeah, you need to push” max softly strokes your cheek.
“attagirl, that’s good” the midwife explains.
you push you everything you have, as you grip maxes hand, you groan in pain.
your met with a cry, the relief comes over you,, “she’s perfect” the midwife tells you both.
you look up at max, a little girl.
“oh my god, a little girl, my little girl” max speaks as he kisses the side of your head.
your little girl is placed right on your chest.
“got both of my girls now”
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brasiliangp · 2 months
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Hamilton faces an endless uphill climb He has something to prove He has nothing to lose Hamilton's pace is relentless, he wastes no time
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iimadd0xiii · 4 months
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lh44adore · 5 months
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exactly
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rhubarbes · 6 months
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lewishamilton helmet by @hajimesorayamaofficial 
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zaevauhm · 1 year
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Rain Drabble
you’re an f1 driver, partnered up with lewis, a crash happens that brings you close to your biggest rival
word count 1.5k
mentions of accidents + sex
sidenote: this was a dream I had a year ago, and my friend asked me to write it all out ahhahshs,
i am not a max fan (dont necessarily dislike him either) but yeah, enjoy my loves
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Rain. Lots of it was pouring down, straight into the Red Bull Ring. Completely zoned out, you watched it pour down the windows, as the last fans with worried expressions on their faces were making their way out of the circuit. You were sitting in a conference room, Lewis to your left and Max to your right. Christian and Toto fighting each other right in front of you. What were they even yelling so hard for? And why couldn’t you stay with the medics for a little longer, again? It felt like your head was slowly being ripped from your body. The pain was starting to kick in badly, as the adrenaline wore off. Still, it felt like you would pass out any minute by now. It was so hard to keep your eyes open.
There had been an accident, either Max or Lewis, your teammate, had squeezed you into the wall at a certain point, without a thing you could have done about it. Numb and frozen in those milliseconds, you allowed the car to fly into the wall at 250 km/h, you in it.
Toto was furious, banging the table in front of you, having Lewis trying to calm him down. ‘’This is completely unacceptable! It is obvious that your boy is the one who caused it, Christian, just look at the fucking footage!’’ He ranted and ranted. You noticed an apologetic Max opening his mouth, before immediately being shut down by his team principal, with nothing more than a face that screamed thunder. ‘’That nearly fucking killed my driver, Christian. Measures need to be taken. It can’t go on like this. I can’t send her out again, risking her life in every lap just because your boy doesn’t know how to keep his distance.’’
It felt as if the meeting took hours, your pains only increasing. Lewis gestured for you to lean against him, but it was the last thing that you wanted. Your on-off relationship with your teammate was something you’d rather forget about, completely. He wanted to keep you a secret, so be it. As you stared back out of the windows, you noticed that Max caught your eyes. You stared him dead in the eyes, for a moment before he whispered to you softly. ‘’I’m really sorry.’’
‘’I know.’’ You gestured, beneath your breath.
Lewis noticed, as he was watching your every movement. He leaned back in his chair, obviously displeased by the fact that there was any communication between you and your rival. You couldn’t care less about his feelings at this point.
Finally, several hours later, you were released of everything. You had showered, changed, and took some more pain killers. It was nighttime by now, the circuit dimmed. Most drivers were inside of their motorhomes, resting or still having brief conversations.
You walked by yourself, keeping your eyes on the ground, holding a water bottle under your right arm, squeezing it against your ribs, as well as your medical files. You were feeling completely drained, tired, wanting nothing more than to lay your head down and sleep for days. The soreness in your back and neck was almost unbearable. You took your phone out, 11:39 PM. 8 Missed calls, Lewis. You locked your phone again and put it back in the back pocket of your jeans.
You got interrupted from your thoughts as someone bumped into you, quite roughly. ‘’Watch where you’re going you piece of…’’ You couldn’t finish your sentence as you noticed who was in front of you. Broad shoulders, a bit taller than you, piercing blue eyes staring you down. Max.
‘’You pushing me into the wall just doesn’t do it for you, huh? You had to make sure to knock me over here as well.’’ Your tone dead serious, although you didn’t mean to come across as angry, not necessarily. It was too late anyway, and frankly, he deserved it.
‘’I thought you weren’t mad at me anymore.’’
You raised one eyebrow at the Red Bull driver, utterly confused. ‘’Just watch where you’re going next time, you might actually keep us alive.’’ You spilled, before walking off towards your motorhome.
‘’Y/N.’’ A voice echoed right behind you, as you walked up the stairs, about to enter through the front door. It was almost completely dark at this part of the circuit. Without a single soul in sight, the familiar voice startled you. ‘’What do you want from me?’’ You looked over your shoulder, down at him.
You had never actually spoken to him, nor did he ever linger in your mind. You didn’t know him at all, why was he suddenly following you around? He had already apologized, after all.
‘’May I?’’ He asked, waiting for your permission to follow you up the stairs. You nodded, still zoned out, as he slowly walked towards you, before standing awfully close in front of you. Was he trying to intimidate you? If so, it was slightly working.
‘’I wanted to apologize.’’
‘’You already have, Max. It’s fine.’’ You tried to shake him, but he wouldn’t have it.
‘’Properly.’’
Your eyes widened, as you knew exactly what he meant. Was he being serious?
He took all of your stuff out of your hands and placed it on the table next to your door.
Slowly, he made his way back towards you. Step by step, you stepped back until your back was leaning against the glass window of your motorhome. His breath was awfully close to your neck now, sending shivers down your back. What was it about him?
You gasped when you felt his lips touch your bare neck, as if you hadn’t been touched for years. He took his head back, examining you, smiling at you devilishly. He was everything Lewis wasn’t. The polar opposite, in fact. Maybe that was it? Maybe you longed for something different, after years of being with Lewis in secret. Well, he was willing to give it to you.
He allowed himself to come close to you again. ‘’Does that feel good?’’ He whispers onto your lips, making you smile a little. ‘’Yes.’’ You just noticed how big he was in comparison to yourself, his body was blocking any view you had before by now.
He grabbed your waist and pulled you closer onto him, gently squeezing you in the process. He slowly made his way to your chest, leaving a trail of kisses as he went down, before releasing you from your jeans, your phone falling down with it. He looked up at you, asking for permission again before pressing soft kisses onto your thighs. His eyes sparkled something in you, that left you wanting him to do with you as he pleased.
He continued kissing your thighs, before gently pulling your string to the side, leaving you filled with anticipation. You were surprised to learn that he actually knew what he was doing. You felt his tongue drawing circles around your entrance, soft moans leaving your mouth as your hands were clinging to the glass behind you. Did you just hear something move inside of your home? He lifted his head up a little, licking you from entrance to top, making your legs weak. Suddenly, he got up, roughly turning you around and pushing your face onto the glass, pulling your arms behind you. You gasped. ‘’So this is what it’s like to be Hamilton.’’ His voice was filled with anger. You gasped within yourself. The fact that he knew, somehow, was something that couldn’t bother you at that moment. You wanted more. He entered you with two of his fingers, deeply, making you curve your ass up towards him. You moaned, leaning your head back against his shoulder. ‘’This is what he gets to taste, huh?’’ He whispered into your neck, making you even weaker. He stopped his movements, forcing you to answer him. ‘’Tell me.’’
‘’Yes.’’ You moaned, shyly. For sure your cheeks were bright red by now. The mixture of pleasure with the amount of pain killers and medication the medics had pumped you full of, left you in a strange, unknown state of mind. You loved being touched by him, somebody other than Lewis. He shook you from your thoughts as he sped up, getting you close to the point of orgasming right there. Your phone was staring right at you, lingering on the floor, as Lewis’ caller ID was shown on the screen. It just made you feel shyer than ever, the fact that two men wanted you more than anything, at the same time. And which men… They hated eachothers’ guts. ‘’Are you going to listen to me?’’ His voice filled the atmosphere around you. You nodded, slowly. ‘’I want to see you cum.’’ He whispered as you saw him looking down in the reflection, to your phone. You did, Max holding you firmly, feeling how weak he had gotten you. It felt as if you got your senses back, right there in that moment, leaving you confused and wanting to run. ‘’I’m sorry, I have to go inside.’’ You stumbled, as he grabbed you by your arms, making you face him. ‘’It’s okay, you don’t owe me anything. I just wanted to make you feel good. Also, no one is hearing about this.’’
‘’Okay.’’ You trusted him.
You opened your door; Max still right behind you, as your breath got stuck into your throat, almost bumping back onto him as you saw who was staring you down from behind the glass. Lewis.
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princemick · 11 months
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LEWIS -- friday. pre-quali, 2023 Azerbaijan GP
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liamtwatter · 8 months
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8 times. He could even kill Verstappen at Silverstone. Imagine the fanboys if it was Verstappen doing this
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fcbformulaeri · 2 months
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Carlos Sainz doesn't have a seat for 2025
Lewis Hamilton will be a Ferrari driver
Charles Leclerc and Lewis Hamilton in the same team?!
Lewis barely told Toto yesterday that he was moving?!?!
WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING
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gabbytaa · 1 year
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i will miss this duo so much😭💜💚
song: dusk till dawn - zayn ft sia
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peyiswriting · 2 years
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PADDOCK TIME
PAIRING : Lewis Hamilton x Black reader
SUMMARY : Reader and Lewis decided that the time has come to make their relationship official by walking together down the paddock.
WARNINGS : sexual innuendos and fluff.
For this one, I used many of your suggestions from this week. Thank you to all of you who took the time to send some ideas. I really appreciate.
(English is not my first language so feel free me to correct me so I can improve it next time).
I hope that you enjoy it and if you did let me know by commenting or giving a feedback. Writing takes a lot of time so it’s always pleasing to read a feedback.
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Streetwear is definitely Lewis' playground in terms of fashion. He could pull off sweatpants, shirts, tracksuits, cargo pants, hats, and boots or sneakers. When the time missed to do some shopping, he had no issue contacting Law Roach to help him with his paddock outfits.
Most of the time, you liked his choices and outfits. However, from time to time, the enthusiasm was not there. Since you were a very honest person, avoiding compliments when the fit wasn’t right was your go-to option. Lewis quickly realized after a few months of dating that your silence meant, "I'm not a fan of it, but as long as you're happy, I am."
One day, he came to you and explained, "Hey, fashion queen ! I’m struggling a bit these days for paddock outfits, I have a challenge for you."
"What’s the challenge?"
"I need four fits for the next race."
"Ask Law Roach Lew, I’m busy."
"He can’t. timing is too short. Come on, you can do it. You’re literally the best. Spinz told me to ask you, he wants to see what you can do."
"Fine, but it’s only to prove to Daniel that I’m that bitch."
"Not even for me ?"
"Nope, because if it wasn’t for Spinz, you would never have asked."
Lewis came closer to you to softly kiss your cheek. "I trust you, so there are no restrictions. Here is my credit card, and of course if you see something for you, feel free."
"Thanks, but we’ll focus on you this time."
****
The day before the beginning of the Barcelona Grand prix, your boyfriend decided to try everything you bought him.
”Don’t be surprised, Lew. You challenged me. So, it makes sense for me to challenge you too.”
Lewis stared at the shopping bags in front of him with hesitance.
”Don’t worry, you won’t look like you’re going to Wimbledon. There's some streetwear; but without the large cargo pants and less boots too.”
”Come on ,sweetie. You know boots are my favorite.”
”Yes, but you already own plenty of them, you don’t need more.”
You walked rapidly toward your phone to play a Drake song, you declared, ”Sir Hamilton, you need to give me a lil fashion show, so I can see if I need to change something.”
”Stop making this face, think about David Beckham. If it wasn’t for Victoria, we both know.”
”That’s an insult, my fashion isn't that bad compared to Beckham before Victoria.”
”This isn't what I meant, Lew. I love your style but a small change from time to time cannot hurt. You asked me to dress you, it’s what I did. Take it as a challenge.”
”Fine, let’s see what it looks like. Do I have to walk like a model ?”
”Yes, just like you make me do when I’m trying shit. Table turns, Sir.” You teased with a huge grin on your face.
After making him defile, you must admit that you understand why he enjoyed seeing you walk for him. It’s a fun and entertaining manner to try new clothes on. ”So what do you think, love ?”
”I gotta admit, I like the subtle change. Especially the last one.”
”Good to hear. Ready to break the internet ?”
****
After many hours of video and photo editing, you were exhausted. Still, going on your social media to read about F1 free practice was needed. A smile covered your face when you realized that Lewis did well. However, people weren’t speaking about Lewis because of his performances but because of his ootd and energy.
Many comments made you laugh in the process.
"Damn Sir Lewis, let us breathe."
"He's glowing I don’t know why but there's something different there."
"Did Lewis finally fired Luxury Law?"
"Bless him for this look."
"Lewis looks so happy, can we talk about that glow ?",
"Lewis had sparkle in his eyes today, I can ensure you that it’s not about F1."
"My boy got some bomb pussy yesterday, look at his smile and shit."
"The white pants, lord have mercy."
Not to flex, but you were proud to be that person who makes him glow and shine in his outfit. The shirt, pants, shoes, sunglasses and bag looked amazing on him. A look that didn’t went unnoticed by Spinz who posted a photo of Lewis with the caption.
”That’s an outfit for a king #thefashionistaknows.” Expect close friends, no one knew about the two of you, so publishing a low-key Insta story was the best option. To approve Daniel's comments, you simply liked his post and sent him a DM. "We're just getting started."
A promise you kept because everyone couldn't stop talking about Lewis's looks this weekend. Friday a polo, trousers, jacket, shoes embraced his beauty.
On Saturday you went for fun with a classy outfit which seemed like a great option, especially when combined with additional accessories like sunglasses.
Sunday was the perfect day to deliver and leave a mark. You wanted him to slay. A suit with a shirt was the perfect option to spice things up and create surprise. Sunglasses were necessary to tone the formal look down.
Fans or not, all of them were craving for more looks.
”Lewis, better show us how it’s done next week too.”
”He won the GP, but also my heart with his looks.”
”The new stylist is that bitch.”
”God bless the stylist who convinced him to drop those large ass pants.”
”King Lewis, start a fashion brand please.”
Even his haters had something to say. ”He should focus on F1, it’s not a fashion show.”
”His looks are too extravagant.”
One of the thing you admired the most about Lewis was his audacity. He posted his four looks with the caption, ”Dressed up, and still winning.”
You wanted to comment, ”Let them know, Lew.” but for now you couldn’t since the both of you weren’t official yet.
The comments warmed your heart as you texted him. ”So Sir, you own me an apology. Getting out of that comfort zone was the best thing to do.”
”Yeah, I know. Thanks again sweetie. Spinz was right you’re the best. Very lucky to have you as a girlfriend because I will need you next week to prepare more looks.”
”You're gonna have to pay me, Sir. I’m not working for free.”
”Mam, I told you to use my credit card. You could have paid yourself.”
”No I only accept cash and trips, in 5 stars hotels.”
”Then I don’t own you shit, ma'am.”
You bursted of laughing at his answer as you recorded a vocal note.
”I need much more, I know how to work. By the way, those old fossils need to keep their mouth shut. Always in your business for what ?”
”Let them talk, they're embarrassing themselves every time I win.”
****
Many things changed in the weeks following the Barcelona GP. Paparazzi decided to invade your privacy by publishing photos of Lewis and you sharing a goodbye kiss near his car in London. Since that day, your blog and Instagram followers have tripled.
Somehow, you decided to take advantage by pushing your work even more. Those who initially followed you out of curiosity, ended up supporting you for your fashion sense.
When the pictures dropped, you feared for your life, as you knew how some fans could be creepy and crazy. Nevertheless, the drama around Lewis and you didn’t last.
Why ? Because in many heads, you weren’t the type of girl a F1 superstar should to date. You were too random, not famous, not rich enough, and not white enough.
The comments said it all. "I know she's not his girlfriend so I don’t care."
"He could do so much better, she has nothing special."
"Another random hoe for Lewis."
"Am I the only one who enjoy seeing Lewis with a black woman ?"
"She doesn’t deserve Lewis, she ain’t pretty enough for him."
"His taste is very questionable when it comes to women."
Turning off the comments was the best thing you could do at the time.
****
Everything needed to be perfect since it would be your first time on the paddock supporting your boyfriend. An appearance, you couldn’t mess up since it’s going to be your first public appearance with Lewis. Nerves and frustration started to win you over as you tried on another outfit that didn’t feel right.
A heavy sigh left your lips as you stared at the dressing in front of you, wondering how one's dress when she is going to walk down the paddock with a F1 superstar and fashion inspiration like Lewis ? Fashion was your specialty, but you were lacking of inspiration today.
"I need two outfits, one for Saturday and the other for Sunday."
Today is the last day to pick outfits and finish packing suitcases. Your flight to the UK couldn’t wait another day. Missing or delaying it, wasn't even an option.
Going public wasn’t really in your plans from the beginning. However, your opinion changed when Lewis expressed how important it was for him to have his girlfriend right next to him, while racing in his home country.
After many months of negotiation, Lewis finally succeeded in convincing you to come to Silverstone to support him. A meaningful and emotional place for him.
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Your head leaned against his torso in the first class bed. Lewis talked to you in the lowest voice to avoid bothering or disturbing the other passengers.
"Sweetie, we've been together for a while now. We have built a strong relationship, so it makes sense if you come to the paddock to support your man. What do you think ?"
"It sounds lovely in theory. It's more complicated in real life because making our first public appearance, involves dealing with people's curiosity about us, and dealing with hate.
"I know, but it would mean the world to me. It will motivate me even more to have my woman by my side. I want the world to know that I'm with you, Y/N. You're more than a random chick I was seen kissing six months ago."
His eyes never left yours during the whole conversation. "Lew, I'm kinda nervous about it, I don't want things to change between us once we'll be in the public eye."
"We’ll keep our privacy, I promise. A public appearance won’t change anything. Things will be more official, that’s all."
His fingers caressed your cheek softly as he kissed your forehead. "It would mean the world to me to have you by my side. I want you to come to Silverstone. So you can feel the emotions I feel there."
"I don’t think it’s possible for me to feel what you feel since I’m not an English F1 driver."
A soft laugh left his lips as he kissed your cheek. "So can I book your flight, sweetie ?"
"Yes, you can. If it’s important for you. Let’s do it, but if my outfits ain’t shit, I’m not coming."
"You’re aggravating, there's no way you don’t like a goddess."
" Your judgment is clouded by love and lust. Thus, you can’t be trusted."
"No, I mean it. You know I’m very honest."
****
Your ringtone brought you back to the present, Sir 💜  popped on your screen. A part of you wanted to let it ring because of the nervousness and frustration. Still, the soft spot you had for the man you loved was stronger. Suddenly, his beautiful face appeared on the screen, making you smile.
"Hey sweetie! Ready for tomorrow ? Don’t tell me you’re still packing"
"Look, I have a good excuse, I haven’t found my outfit for the most important day, race day. What you want me to do ?"
"You know it’s not a red carpet, right ?"
"It’s even worse, I need to show the world I’m Lady Hamilton, you know ? I’m that girl."
Lewis let out a genuine laugh as he rolled his eyes. "You’re doing the most."
"Ain’t what you signed up for ?"
"Nope. I signed up for fun and good sex."
"I’m not your sugar baby. Oh shit ! I forgot to pack some lingerie."
Your boyfriend laughed even harder at you and your hazy memory. "How can you forget the most important part ?"
"Simply because it’s not the most important part, especially when you need to win to see it."
Lewis answered in a firm tone. "I’m seeing that lingerie, P1 or not."
"That’s what we’ll see."
"How about me, sweetie?"
"You ? What ?"
"We need to show them how it’s done. Pick my outfit too."
"Lewis ! You should have said it earlier. Guess that’s another challenge I’ll have to take up."
The conversation was supposed to be short and brief, but it took another turn since the two of you couldn’t shut up. Angela came to interrupt the both of you as Lewis needed to get his massages.
"See you tomorrow, babe, I cannot wait."
****
A grey sky welcomed when you landed in London, Doja Cat singing in your ears, as you saw a man in suit holding a large paper with your last name written in bold. On some faces, you could read one thought.
"I think I know her. Her face looks familiar."
As you got into the van, you also heard two men saying, "Oh, isn’t she Lewis Hamilton's ex or fling ?"
"Yes, I think that’s her mate."
Once the car started to roll in the direction of London, you felt relieved. Getting real life attention was still a bit complicated for you. Before stepping out of the van, you received a message from your loved one.
"Where are you ? You’re supposed to be here already."
"Boy, you didn’t even tell me where the fuck I am supposed to go."
"I’m joining you later. We’re on our way to Silverstone, quali day, you know ?"
"Yes, Sir, I know. I’m exhausted. I’m going straight to sleep anyway."
" You’re going to enjoy my surprise."
"A surprise ? Wow, you surprise me all the time. I cannot wait to see it."
****
Soon you were in front of your dream hotel, the Corinthia hotel. You almost let out a scream as you entered the hall. Excitement took over, and you decided to send an audio to your boyfriend.
”OMG LEW ! You’re crazy, I’m SO happy ! I love you sooo much. Truly the best boyfriend a woman could have.”
A young man in suit led you to your suite. ”Welcome to the Hamilton penthouse, my lady. I hope you will enjoy your stay and feel free to ask me whatever.”
”Thank you so much,Sir, I’ll honor the penthouse.”
The penthouse looked huge. A tour was necessary. The living room, the bedroom, the bathroom, and the balcony left you in awe. You couldn’t close your mouth. Amazement, surprise and happiness were too strong. The thing you wanted the most right now was to see Lewis. You wanted to touch him and tell him how much, you loved him.
”MALEEKA !!!”
”Bitch what are you screaming for, what's happening ?”
”I’m going to give you a room tour.”
The more you showed the suite to Maleeka, the more she screamed. ”OMG BITCH ! LEWIS DID NOT COME TO PLAY. YOU DESERVE IT SO MUCH. I’m so happy that he's treating you like the queen that you are.”
"I wonder how he knows about my dream hotel. We talked about it once. I never thought he would remember."
"You need to give him the sucky sucky tonight."
"We can’t. We have an agreement, no sex before a race."
"Come on. He just needs to sit, and you do everything."
"No, Leeka, I want him focused, I know he deserves it, but I truly want him to win."
Soon Simone and Kelly joined the call to scream with Maleeka. "Put some respect on my future brother-in-law."
"That’s what you call a surprise girl."
"Always choosing the best for his sweetie."
****
Two hours later, you were sipping on the finest wine in a robe, enjoying London from your balcony. Soon after, the suite personal butler informed you that you had some visitors.
"LEWIS !" You jumped on him to hug him. He rubbed your back as he walked on the balcony with Angela and Roscoe.
"MY BOY ROSCOE !" You kissed Lewis' lips tenderly before petting Roscoe and hugging Angela.
"Angela, it’s so good to see you. Thank you for taking good care of our Lew Lew."
"I’m so happy to see you too, you look radiant."
"That’s the wine and the penthouse." You answered while laughing.
"Not even your Lew Lew ?"
"No, it’s because of my baby Roscoe too." You giggled as you hugged and petted your favorite dog.
"I missed you, babe." Lewis was looking at you with a smirk on his face. He knew how much you loved teasing him.
A few hours later, Lewis, Angela, and you were eating dinner delivered by room service on the balcony. Conversations were flowing as Roscoe snored loudly at your feet.
"So, tomorrow is a big day for the both of you ? Lewis told me that you’re going to be at the paddock tomorrow."
"Yes, I’m a little bit nervous, but I want to be next to Lew, I know how important it’s for him." As your hand reached for Lewis' soft ones, you said.
"I’m so happy to have you here. We’re waiting to see what the queen will pull off tomorrow."
"I have enough pressure, sir, thank you."
"I’m pretty sure you'll rock it, sweetie." Angela spoke in a soft and encouraging tone.
"Thank you so much, Angela. Lew, pole position for tomorrow? To celebrate my presence?"
"I got you."
****
Since Angela had temporarily abandoned you to pursue her call on the balcony, the two of you were now conversing in the living room.
"Thank you so much for your surprise, Lew. It means a lot to me, but how did you remember it?”
"When I got home after that date, I noted every detail. I knew my future girlfriend would appreciate it."
A huge grin plastered on your face as you pat your boyfriend's shoulder. You murmured in his ear, "If I could, I would be on my knees right now to thank you properly."
"Stop playing with fire, sweetie."
"I’m not, you'll just have to wait a little longer."
Soon, Lewis started to play with your robe belt.
"Lewis, stop!"
"You’re naked, naked underneath ?"
"No, I have a thong."
"Fuck, are you kidding, Y/N? Let me see."
Suddenly his hands started to caress your thigh, and the softness of his hands made it impossible to move. His lips are now all over yours, fighting for domination.
"GUYS !" Both of you separated very quickly, like kids who just got caught.
Angela takes a step forward, hands on her hips."That's exactly why I’m here, there's no way the two of you sleep in the same room."
"Angie, come on. I’m disciplined, you know. Nothing will happen, I promise." Explained Lewis.
"I have no doubts about your discipline, except when it comes to your girlfriend."
"Sweetie, tell Angie we can behave."
"Angela, I agree with you. It’s better to sleep in separate rooms." You confessed while pinching your lips. Lewis looked at you in shock. Traitor !"
"No, I’m thinking about your race. I want to see you on that podium. First place, please. This is why I traveled for it. We’ll have great sex after. I promise, Lew."
"I’m still here, guys !"
" Angela, you’re family. Plus I know he's telling our business."
"Not everything, I mean, I’m not talking about details."
"You better not, boy. By the way, can I sleep with Roscoe ?"
"Yes, I hope he snores very loudly in your ears."
You let out a loud laugh at your boyfriend's provocation. "You ain’t shit, Lewis."
****
You were so focused on your book that you missed the bedroom door opening.
"Sweetie." You heard your boyfriend's voice.
"What are you doing here ? I’m going to snitch it to Angie tomorrow."
" I wanted another good-night kiss."
"Lew, you've already had many kisses."
"One more."
Your lips are now brushing against each other.His soft hands caressed your cheek as the kiss intensified. The rising heat in your body reminded you that it would be better to stop now.
"Lew, please, you need to go."
His forehead pressed against yours as his eyes locked with yours.
"Thank you for your presence. I’m going to win for you."
"No, thank YOU for your beautiful surprise. You have no idea what it means to me, you didn’t have to do that. I would have enjoyed every single second anyway."
"No. You deserve nothing but the best. You’re the best partner a man could ask for."
"LEWIS ! Get out of Y/N’s bedroom. Thank you."
"Don’t worry, Angie, he's coming out. He just wanted to tell me that I need to wake up at 9:00 am because we have to drive 1h45 to get to Silverstone."
"I’m going to accept the lie, but he needs to come out."
"Well, at least I tried, but no worries, it was just a kiss."
"Yes, Angie, we just kissed."
"I prefer to take my time anyway."
Eyes closed in embarrassment, you hit your boyfriend with a pillow before letting out a soft laugh. "Get out."
"Good night, sweetie."
****
The Mercedes van was rolling in the direction of Silverstone, seated in your all-white outfit, earrings pending , you checked on your appearance to make sure your hair and makeup were good.
”Y/N, stop being nervous I can ensure you that you look great.” Angela reassured you with the softest voice.
” Thank you so much, Angela.”
”She doesn’t even realize how gorgeous she is. I feel like I’m not even worthy to be right next to her.”
Spinz jumped on the occasion to tease his friend. ”Yes, you’re not worthy of our fashion queen.”
”Daniel stop teasing, he looks fine in his all white fit too. Thanks to me of course.”
Angela confirmed, ”Yes the shirt, the trousers, shoes and sunglasses. It changes but for the better.”
”Thank you, Angie.”
”You have a fashion eye, maybe you should work with Law Roach, Y/N. He could help you find rare and vintage pieces.”
”I’ve never thought about it but that’s a great idea. You’re the man Daniel.”
”You truly look like a million dollar sweetie.”
”Only a million, Lew ?”
A smirk took place on your boyfriend face. ”That's why I don’t compliment you.”
"Boy, a million is not that much, especially for your multi-millionaire ass." Your response made everybody in the car laugh.
"Y/N, the world will soon know that Lewis and you are official. How do you feel ?" Asked Daniel
"Nervous, but excited to announce that he's off the market."
"I’m very excited. I truly want them to know that I’m the lucky guy who got the chance to have her."
"I didn’t ask you, boy. I know your jealous ass cannot wait."
A giggle left your lips as you defended your man. "Daniel, let Lewis breathe. Jesus, you’re worse than Maleeka."
"I’m afraid I’m not, I cannot compete with that woman."
"No matter what happens, Y/N, don’t be scared. We got your back. Haters can choke."
"Now that the relationship will be official, you’ll also have to deal with a lot of love but also hate. Fame is a double-sided coin."
"Daniel, you act like you don’t me. Lewis, may not fight, but I do."
"I’m fighting on the grid, that’s it."
"Yeah, focus on the grid, and I’ll do the rest."
****
As soon as you got out of Lewis' car, you felt your heart beating faster. Having attention on social media is nowhere near what it looks like in real life. As you heard Lewis fans shouting and chanting his name, you couldn't help but smile. Curiosity is what you could feel in many eyes,  but Lewis decided to put an end to questions by holding your hands. Soon the crowd was cheering for the both of you, and Lewis stopped to sign some autographs and take pictures. Some of his fans complimented you.
"You look amazing, darling."
"Lewis, your girlfriend is gorgeous."
With a smirk on his face, Lewis answered, "Have you seen that ? I’m such a lucky man."
****
You wore an F1 special guest pass around your neck as you entered the paddock, hands in hands with your man.Photographers, journalists, and fans took photos of you as you walked to the Mercedes stand.
Since Lewis and Angela had to prepare the qualification race, Daniel was in charge of briefly introducing you to everybody. Meeting the Mercedes team was an honor for you, especially meeting Bono since you knew how much he meant to Lewis.
Being plunged into Lewis' universe in such a manner was a blessing, the stress and nerves disappeared as you immersed yourself in the race. You were exchanging with one of the engineers when Toto Wolff interrupted the conversation.
"Toto Wolff, Mercedes Team Principal & CEO of the Mercedes-AMG Petronas F1 Team." He extended his arm for a handshake.
Lewis jumped in, "Toto, she knows who you are."
"I’m Y/N, a fashion blogger, influencer, and part-time freelance personal shopper. Nice to meet you Mr. Wolff."
"It's obvious that fashion is your thing, you look very elegant and stylish. Please call me Toto, it’s fine."
"Forgive her, she's a little bit old school when it comes to politeness." You rolled your eyes at your boyfriend remark.
"I hope you have the audacity to say that in front of my parents, sir."
"It’s an honor to meet you, Y/N, I knew a lady was behind that smile and those brand new looks. Seeing you makes me understand better why he fell."
"I appreciate. Thank you very much."
Minutes later, you were still talking to Toto, who literally switched languages when he learned that you could also speak French.
Valterri and Lewis were starring at the two of you in confusion as you chatted, "On se parle plus tard, je dois préparer la course." - We’ll talk later, I need to prepare for the race.
"Bien sûr, je vous laisse travailler. A toute à l’heure Toto" - Of course I’m going to let you work, à toute l’heure Toto.
"J’ai hâte que tu rencontres Susie, je pense que vous allez bien vous entendre." - I cannot wait for you to meet Susie, I know the two of you are going to get along.
"Je n’en doute pas." - I have no doubts.
"Toto I know you're impressed by my amazing girlfriend, but we have a quali to prepare."
Daniel cut the conversation short by proposing to make you visit the paddock.
"Spinz, keep an eye on my girl, and don’t let any journalists or others approach her."
"I got you. Focus on the race, bro."
****
Walking around the paddock as Lewis' girlfriend felt like a parade. Every eye was looking at you, some filled with awe, some with jealousy, envy, or curiosity. Daniel showed you around and explained to you how things go during a race weekend.
"As you can see on your left, you have the enemy stand."
A laugh left your lips as you felt some eyes on you. "Damn, it looks like somebody caught Christian Horner's attention."
"He is probably thinking, Oh my God, one more black person. It’s too much."
Daniel let out a loud laugh right in front of the Red Bull team principal. You look at him up and down before staring straight into his eyes. A few seconds later, he couldn’t keep up with your intense stare, so his eyes looked in the opposite direction.
"You’re that girl. You intimidated Christian Horner."
"It’s only the beginning."
****
Walking around the paddock as Lewis' girlfriend felt like a parade. Every eye was looking at you, some filled with awe, some with jealousy, envy, or curiosity. Daniel showed you around and explained to you how things go during a race weekend.
"As you can see on your left, you have the enemy stand."
A laugh left your lips as you felt some eyes on you. "Damn, it looks like somebody caught Christian Horner's attention."
"He is probably thinking, Oh my God, one more black person. It’s too much."
Daniel let out a loud laugh right in front of the Red Bull team principal. You look at him up and down before staring straight into his eyes. A few seconds later, he couldn’t keep up with your intense stare, so his eyes looked in the opposite direction.
"You’re that girl. You intimidated Christian Horner."
"It’s only the beginning."
****
People were looking at you as you spoke on the phone with one of your Parisian best friend.
"Je lirai les commentaires après, j’ai pas le temps là. Oui oui à toute." - I’ll read the comments later, I ain’t got no time right now. Yes, yes, see you later !
You rolled your eyes as you hung up with her, she literally screamed in your ear after seeing pictures of Lewis and you all over the internet.
"Vous parlez bien français mademoiselle." - You speak French very nicely, miss.
Your eyes left your phone to see who was talking to you. A pair of blue eyes met yours, but it took you a few seconds to recognize Pierre Gasly.
"Bonjour Pierre, oui je parle bien français." - Hello Pierre, I speak French pretty well.
The brunette in front of you froze, the second he heard you call him by his name.
"Vous êtes ravissante, je tenais à vous le dire." - I wanted to say that you look breathtaking.
"Merci j’apprécie." - Thanks. I appreciate.
"Vous êtes journaliste ?" - Are you a journalist ?
"Non je suis venue soutenir mon cher Lewis." - No I’m just here to support my dear Lewis.
"Je ne savais pas que Lewis avait une soeur" - I had no idea Lewis had a sister.
A light giggle left your lips as you responded, "I’m not his sister, I’m his girlfriend."
"Oh je vois, dommage j’aurais préféré que tu me dises que tu es sa soeur." - I see, too bad. I would have preferred to hear that you’re his sister.
The audacity of the young Frenchman surprised you, and Daniel cut the conversation short. "Y/N, are you finally done? I had the time to take a snack, and you’re still there. Hi Pierre wassup ?"
"Daniel, stop insinuating that I speak too much. I was talking to Pierre."
"Hum, I see. Come on, let me bring you back to the Mercedes garage before Lewis beats my ass."
Pierre laughed at Daniel's response before he added, "C’était un plaisir de te rencontrer. A bientôt, j’espère." - It was a pleasure to meet you. I hope to see you soon.
"Pareillement Pierre, à bientôt." - Same Pierre, see you soon.
"Wow, stop flexing y’all."
"Daniel, you’re annoying just like Lewis. No wonder why y'all are brothers."
****
Walking back to Mercedes' stand, Daniel started a conversation. "That Pierre was flirting with you, I saw how he was looking at you. I’m snitching."
"I was just being polite, no more, no less."
"He’s gonna have trouble with you in here, Christian Horner, and now Pierre Gasly."
"Daniel EWW,  Christian was looking at me probably to say something to destabilize Lewis after. He's snake. Plus, he's married."
"LMAAOO, so what ? Did it ever stop a man ? "
"Daniel, please. Anyone, expect him."
****
Lewis was preparing himself to get in the car. Once seated, you came right next to him.
"Good luck, my champion. You got this okay ?"
"Thank you, sweetie. I won’t disappoint you. Do your feet hurt with those Jimmy Choo on ?"
"Sir, I’m fine, thank you. I’m used to heels, don’t worry about me, okay?"
You leaned in to leave a soft kiss on the top of his helmet.
****
All of you cheered for Bottas and Lewis. Tomorrow they will start P1 and P2, a great start for the team. Stress and nerves were intensified by seeing the quali in real life. When the qualifications ended, you wondered how you would survive the grand prix tomorrow. As soon as Lewis got out of the car, he hugged you tightly and murmured into your ear: "It’s not P1, but I promise I’m winning tomorrow."
"I have no doubt you will, my love."
****
All of you were heading back to London by car, the day was pretty long but all worth it. Lewis places his hands on your thigh, laughing and conversing as usual.
”Lewis bro, I need to tell you something. Our girl intimidated Christian Horner. I’m telling you the way she stared at him. He looked in the opposite direction.”
”Really ? We need to bring you to the paddock more often.“ Lewis answered in a proud tone.
”I got a job Sir. I cannot come every weekend to intimidate this annoying man.”
”Bro, I forgot, the best part. Pierre chit chat talked with her in French ,so I couldn’t understand of course.”
”He thought I was a journalist, when I said I came for Lewis, he thought we were brother and sisters.”
”Hum. You should have seen how he was looking at her.”
”He's bolder than I thought. Too bad you’re already taken.”
”He just said that I was breathtaking that’s it. Did he lie ? ”
”We're going to keep an eye on him still.”
”You don’t need to, because I have no problems curving men. Ask Lewis.”
Daniel started to mock Lewis, ”Yes I remembered, the homie was pissed. Y’all would talk, then when he would ask you on a date, you were like, nope.”
”Ugh, so frustrating. Even when I got the first one, she was so distant. Asking me many questions while she was barely answering mine.”
”I had to dig to know what your attentions were.”
****
On Sunday, you arrived after Lewis because you weren’t ready when he needed to go. Fans and photographers took photos of you glowing in your pretty ensemble and Aquazzura heels.
Every head turned as you walked down the paddock next to Lewis' bodyguard. ”Here comes Lewis Hamilton lady, who enlightens the paddock with a very elegant and colorful outfit.”
You overheard one of the journalist compliment you on a TV. As you confidently walking toward the Mercedes garage, a man stopped in front of you.
”Good Morning, my lady. I think that you would look amazing taking pictures in front of Rebdull garage.”
”Excuse me ?”
”I’m Christian Horner, Rebdull team principal.”
”Oh yes I see. You mean Geri Halliwell's husband ? The team principal I often hear about is Toto Wolff, so I’m afraid I’m not familiar with your name.”
He let out a fake laugh before answering, ”You’re a fierce one, I see. Nice to meet you. This is the type of fierceness we have in Red bull. You would love our team.”
You responded sarcastically, with a smirk on your face. ”Well, I wish I could say nice to meet you too. No offense but I don’t think my outfit color would mesh well with dark blue, yellow and red. Mercedes colors are a better option. Plus, I prefer seven-time winning teams.”
The rival team principal looked pissed at your answer but he choose to keep a poker face on. ” My offer is still on the table if you change your mind.”
”I won’t so you better find someone else. I hope you get the race that you deserve Mr. Horner. Bye. ”You declared as you left him, standing with a confused look on his face.
****
Every head turned as you made your way to the Mercedes garage. Arriving there, you saw your man getting ready to hop in the car.
"Sweetie, you were supposed to be there minutes ago. Damn, you look amazing." He kissed your cheek to greet you.
A smile appeared on your face as you answered your lover, "Thank you, Sir. I got stopped by an annoying person, but we’ll talk about it later. The race should be our only focus right now."
"If something happened, you need to tell me."
"I’m fine, Lewis. You have a race to win, focus on it."
"I know, babe. I’m so proud to have you here, everybody looks in awe. People couldn’t stop asking where you were, even Toto."
"Really ? It’s good to hear. Told you, Lew, I’m the shit."
"Chile down a little bit." A laugh came out of his mouth as you kissed the top of his helmet to wish him luck.
When you turned around, you saw Anthony, Nicolas, Carmen, and Lisa. You immediately went to greet them and talk with them. You met them 2 months ago, a very stressful moment, but his family had been nothing but adorable with you. It warmed your heart to see you all together, supporting him.
****
Seeing Lewis on the podium in real life left you with tears in your eyes and the biggest grin on your face. You recorded him while cheering; words cannot express how proud you were.
After going through all types of emotions, you could finally enjoy the moment. As soon as his car crossed the finish line, you screamed on the radio. "Lew, you're the best! SO PROUD OF YOU."
Feeling all the love and energy, you now understood why it was so important for Lewis to win here. The second he left the podium, he ran toward you, giving you the warmest hug as he murmured in your ear, "I promised I was going to win for you, sweetie. This one is for us."
All the cameras and photographers were capturing the moment between you. "I’m so proud of you, Lew. You’re the man."
****
While comfortably lying on Lewis' chest in your penthouse bedroom, both of you were hanging on social media to read the comments and have some fun. You were trending on Twitter and Tumblr, but Lewis appreciated even more that the attention was all over you.
"Damn, they don’t even care that I won. It’s like, Y/N this, Y/N that. They are already obsessed."
"The girls told me that I should read the comments. Some are gold."
"Let's have some fun and read some then."
"Damn, now I understand better why this dude was glowing these days. The shawty is taking good care of him."
"I don’t know that woman, but I’m literally living for her looks."
"I should have known a black woman was behind, the second the boots and large pants were gone."
A laugh left your body, "They’re aggravating."
"Lewis is really off the market huh ? Happy for him tho, she looks so elegant, classy and chill. She is gorgeous too, he deserves no less."
"The way some drivers are looking at her 🤔 Lewis better be careful."
"Them other drivers need to stay far away from that woman."
"Sis is literally living the dream, omg."
"I’m happy a sister is showing them how you dress to come to the paddock."
"She came twice and shut the shit down already.  gotta love her."
"Lewis I love you, but I need more of your girlfriend. She is amazing."
"I hope she’ll come to the paddock more often."
"She greeted us earlier, she is so cute with her adorable voice."
"I love Lewis, but I’m pretty jealous of him right now. I mean, look at her."
"If he doesn’t win this year's championship, y’all know why."
"I feel the sex is bomb between these two."
"They are sooo cute, the way he hugged her after the podium and the way she looked at him. My heart."
"Lewis finally got himself a special one. So happy for him."
"Sisters, we won today. One of us locked Bachelor Sir Lewis Hamilton. Cheers to that."
Sharing loud laughs with him was one of your favorite things to do.
"The fans love you. That’s so cool to see that. Now that the world knows about us, I can show you off more."
"Admit it, it turns you on to show me off knowing that you’re the only one who can touch me and love me."
"Yes, it's so fucking satisfying."
"Thank you for forcing me to come, the experience was incredible. Seeing you on that podium for real. A moment to remember."
"You heard the people. They're waiting for you in the coming weeks."
"There are no negative comments ?"
"Yes, but what we won’t do is pay attention to them."
"You’re right tonight. Let’s keep it positive."
"Enough social media for today. Time for you to show me the lingerie you promised."
Lewis, aren’t you exhausted after the day we had ? I’m wasn’t even racing, and I’m tired."
"Never tired of being inside of you."
A gasp left your lips, followed by a loud laugh. "Boy, if you don't get some rest."
"I’ll rest after our session. Come show me."
"Fine, champion, you deserve it."
****
10 minutes later, you walked in the bedroom covered in sumptuous lingerie, which left your boyfriend biting on his lips.
”Fuck ! You’re going to be the death of me. Do you know that ?”
”You better stay alive because I have the attention to fully enjoy and explore the penthouse.”
You slowly climbed onto the bed to sit on him. ”Ready to celebrate ?”
”More than ready, sweetie.”
****
A second part will be updated soon..
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max verstappen,
careful max verstappen
just y/n and max being the main couple of the paddock
warnings: smut, angst. bad writing spelling mistakes will fix them later on
might do a part two, let me know if you want it. enjoy!!!
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PART ONE, fluff
“be careful” you mumbled into your lovers shoulder, as you was standing in between his legs as max was sitting on the side of the red bull garage, getting ready for the French gp.
“always am” he smirked, as he lifted you up by your thighs just as jos walked into the garage talking to a engineer. you and jos had an interesting relationship, he thought you didn’t deserved max and you thought he was way too hard on max, but you was respectful and kept quite for maxs sake.
“think your needed” you whispered, you sensed joss eyes on the two of you, you went to unwrap your legs around his waist, “hm no stay” he protested, nuzzling his head in your shoulder and down you cleavage “er not happening” you tutted and pulled his head back seeing him frown “your might be cute verstappen,we are not doing this in public” you pecked his lips.
“jè bent zo mooi” he mumbled on your lips “cute. but I have no idea what your saying”
your so beautiful
About ten minutes later you was watching boyfriend of four years, getting ready to put his helmet on. “hi baby”you whispered into his ear as you give his a kiss into his helmet, “drive safe yeah” you nodded as he agreed as he pulled you into his arms “stay in the garage and I’ll tell Christian to give you an head set” his broken English not helping the matter as he mumbled through his helmet as you placed another kiss into the top of his helmet.
“I love you” you mumbled into his arms “I love you too”as the moves to walk away you smack his arse and smirked as he shook his head.
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“MAX VERSTAPPEN, WHO STARTED ON THE FRONT ROW, SEES THE CHECKERED FLAG” you’re smile couldn’t get any bigger as you stand up and clap, taking the headset off you look up and see Christian walking (more like skipping) towards you and giving you a hug, “he’s more than a champion” he whispered while walking you towards the barriers
Your hand finds your necklace as you wach max get out of the car and runs towards the red bull crew, looking down you see MV33, max brought it you on your second anniversary, you never took it off even when you fought or during the bad times you always had it on.
You’re snapped out of you memory when Max comes pacing straight into you, immediately wrapping your arms around his neck “so so so proud” you speak as you press a kiss into his neck (more like his race suit) “every race I win is for you y/n, ik houd van je he”
i love you
you smile as George and Lewis make their way to the podium, clapping along. Tears start to blur your eyesight as your lover comes running into the first place podium-giving the fans a wave, he points to you, giving him a little wave as you other hand tries to wipe away the hot tears strolling down you face. God you’re love for max will never change
PART TWO fluff,smut
“no fuck off!” is all your hear while your doing the washing up, soft radio station your listening to flows through the kitchen, grabbing maxs cup of coffee you make your way into his gaming room, your careful not to make too much noise as you know he’s streaming.
You softly open the door, as your set his drink into his table, “mhm thank you Schat” as you place a kiss into his forehead “yeah she is” you hear him talking to whoever is speaking in his headset.
treasure
you go to walk out but his hand grabs into yours and pulling you into his lap, “hi maxy” you giggle as you move a piece of hair that has come undone with his hair gel, arms wrapped around his neck and into the back of his chair, “piss off lando” he says as he wraps his arms around your waist, you lean you head against his so you can hear whoever’s talking.
“y/n is max daddy?” you hear a British voice speak out, you throw your head back as you laugh while max shakes his head ”he most definitely is” you giggle into the headset “oi you” max pinches your sides “what you are” you whisper and you get off his lap as you feel a sharp smack to your ass ans run off as your laughter runs through the house.
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your in the bathroom brushing you teeth when you hear max walk in as you feel his arms wrapping around your waist and his hands glide up your pyjama top, his cold hand make you shiver.
“so I’m daddy? hm” you can hear the smirk in his voice you don’t even have to look at him “shut up” you smack his chest while you turn around “wanna talk a quick shower with me” he mumbled into your neck as he pressed a few kisses there “meh it won’t be quick though will it” you say as your arms wrapped around his waist “please” he begged, you pulled his shirt over his head “take that as a yes” he smiled happily
“always so rough” you pout as you head hit the shower wall. “why are you complaining? your normally beging for it” max smirks as his lips glides across your chest.
"Oh, fuc-k," he muttered. He tightened his grip on your thigh, squeezing, then pulled you closer towards him and wrapped your leg around his waist. "There."
Your head knocked against the shower wall as he began to thrust, gently. The angle was so deep that your moans of approval were impossible to swallow and you diverted your eyes, squeezed them shut to focus on the building pleasure.
His pace was suddenly faster, bruising, his hips working into you relentlessly, punishingly and with nothing to hold onto your hand reached out for the tap, the other clawing at the marble beneath you.
"Fuckkkk..." you groaned and dug the heel of your foot into his back. Your head knocked against the wall again and you could barely keep your eyes open, maxs hand somehow found your throat and he gave it a squeeze.
You felt everything threatening to spill out of you, your control, professions of devotion, cursing and moaning as your walls clenched around his thickness and still he moved you, rocked you into the wall.
your couldn’t hold on any longer, max’s broken English and his Moans went straight through you.
Max groaned loudly and you fell over the edge with him, falling away from the room, the almighty noise you'd just heard and instead deep into the euphoria of your orgasm, your walls contracting and melting around him as he came deep inside you, still squeezing your throat, still thrusting back and forth with the little energy he had left. He was panting, but leant in to kiss you, parting your lips with his, his thumb stroking your throat again, soothing the pain and pleasure he'd caused.
“another round” he asked you looked at him, your look alone told him his answer “okay,alright only asked, as he slipped out of you, he pressed a kiss into the side of you head as he helped you clean up and into bed.
PART THREE,
“i love you” you whisper, “you make me the happiest, don’t want anyone else but you” you say while you play with his hair.
The two laid in bed together, both of you tangled up in one another.
“I love you- ow!” max was cut of by your hand squeezing his nipple piercing, “sorry-“ you cut yourself off by laughing “I couldn’t help it baby” as you look up at him frowning, “awh baby” you wrapped your arms around him, “you look so cute!!” you squeal as you press a long kiss into his lips, “mhm what we doing today” he asked.
“Your family are coming round at five” your glance at the clock 12:36 “so we have allll day” you smirk as you slid a hand down maxs stomach.
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“babe, you ready? said we’d meet them in five” maxs voice echoes through the bathroom “yeah! just-“ you quick shove the test in you make up bag “give me a min” you reply back.
Both you and max has discussed having kids, but the subject of when to have them haven’t popped up, you worried that he might not want them yet, or that he might walk out, and the four years with the love of your life was for nothing.
You put a smile on your face and walk out of the bathroom to see Max with his hands in his pocket of his grey shorts, he looks handsome with a classic white shirt.
“you look beautiful, my dovè” max presses a kiss to the side of you head “you should wear white more often” he smiles smiles softly at you as you look down and smooth your dress out.
“just need to put my heels on and we are ready to go” you say while sliding one heel on and using maxs shoulder to help you, “shall we” you threw you head back in laughter as max out his arm out for you “ we shall” you put slid your arm through his.
“you okay,you seem quite” max asks while walking to the restaurant you had booked, “yeah I’m okay” you smiled at him, you hated lying to him, he was your bestfriend, your lover, your soulmate, and you couldn’t lose him.
When you arrived at the restaurant maxs mom, and sister was already there, you both greeted each other as you kissed sophies-maxs mums- cheek and doing the same with his sister Victoria.
“I want you to meet someone” Victoria smiled at you, your looked at max and he smirked, and nodded his head.
“oh my gosh, he’s gorgeous” you exclaimed as Victoria passed your her son.
"I have a feeling I'm about to loose my cuddle time,"max laughed, as his family joined him
you shook your head as you stared at the small boy who was in your lovers sisters arms. "It's okay, you keep a hold of him, it's a good look on you," she joked and gently brushed your thumb over the child's cheek.
“hi” you whispered, you couldn’t help but think about max as a dad, well let’s be honest he already is.
"Having fun there, babe? Making a new friend? He's a great conversationalist if you ask me," max joked.
you both sat down, as you passed the bundle of joy to its mom, “where’s dad” max asked confused, “he’s running-“ “speak of the devil as they say” Sophie smiled across to you.
“hi dad” max greeted his father giving him a hug, “hi jos” you smiled sweetly as you stood up to greet him, you didn’t have the best ‘bond’ if you want to call it that but you got on because of max.
an hour later, you was all finishing up your meal, Max’s hand on your thigh, “still can’t believe that max has actually got a girlfriend” his sister laughed.
“only for about 5 years” max mumbled eating the last bit of his meal, “still can’t believe you had another baby and hid it from me!” you changed to subject.
“Maxs fault for keeping you to himself!” She answered back to you.
“can you blame me” max said underneath his breath, “pass me my nephew!” he exclaimed holding the bit in his arms.
“he’ll make a great dad” Sophie nudged your hand under the table, “I know” you smiled the moment was ruined when jos spoke..
“he will but not at the moment, still got at least five more years until he starts thinking about that stuff” jos stated, your heart broke, he was right. max had world championships to think about not you and a baby.
“That’s not your discussion to make jos, he’s ready when he wants to be” Sophie clapped back at your ex husband.
tears burned in your eyes as the table argued, you would have to raise this baby on your own.
“Hey hey hey, you okay y/n/n” Victoria asked across the table and reaching across to comfort you, you kept you head down, the tears getting worse down your face.
Maxs head snapped in your direction “y/n doll what’s the matter?” “can’t” your shook your head max bending down in front of you pressing his slightly cold hand to your cheek.
“talk to me mooie meid” he spoke softly, you could feel his family looking at you both, you let out a sob you hands shaking slightly.
pretty girl
“why are you crying? Talk to me please y/n” his hand going around you to pull you into his chest.
“I’m-“ you broke out a whisper “take your time y/n/n” “I’m pr-regnant” you whispered to him, crying even more heavily, you could feel his hand rubbing your back.
“it’s okay, we’re going to be okay” pulling you even closer, “we’re going to be a family, yeah” he mumbled “you’re happy? your not leaving us” you happily cried.
“of course I am, always going to be you” the two of you was in your own little bubble, while all of this was going on jos was not happy..
“again?!” maxs laughter filled the room, as you get up and waddle to the bathroom “not my fault” you grumbled “your child’s!” your jokily pointed a finger at him.
“are you sure you will be okay?” Maxs voice shouted through the bathroom.
“going to the bathroom? I’m sure max” you giggled “that’s not what I meant” he sighed.
you were pregnant. Eight months pregnant to be exact. Max was fussing and worrying about you constantly as your bump grew bigger and bigger and you got increasingly uncomfortable as the months went on.
"maxie, I promise you I'm okay and I can go, it's just your family, sure they can be a little overwhelming but they'll just let me sit around and chill. They'll be just as fussy as you, i love it. You’ll hate it," you told him and max stared at you with a stern expression. "Lighten up," you said and he sighed and ran a hand through his hair.
PART FOUR
"Hello”max mumbled as he bent over into the crib to pull his newborn into his arms as she cried. "Did you sleep well?" He asked as he cradled her in his arms, still unable to comprehend how small she was and that you had created her. "Shall we go and get some milk, would you like some breakfast?" He asked again even though he wasn't going to get an answer but her cries soothed as he spoke, calming her all the way down before he left the room and headed towards yours.
You were still sleeping soundly and max hated to wake you so laid his little girl on his chest and just admired how beautiful she was, tears creeping into his eyes as the overwhelming flood of emotions took over. Her eyes were light pale brown like his but had this beautiful tint in the light which came from your side of the family. She had your little nose which she scrunched up whenever she was about to wake up and always made him smile at how adorable it was.
Her lips were a mix of you both, they mirrored your shape but she had the beautiful natural rosy tint of Maxs that pouted in the same way that his did.
She had his little baby ears and the blonde hair that he had as a child, it already started to curl slightly which made him smile proudly. Her overall face shape was yours and he loved that every time he looked at her it was a perfect mix of the two of you looking back.
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It had been four years since max last won a championship, four years since he'd last stepped onto a formula one car. Four years ago you'd fallen pregnant and max couldn't have been happier at the news and instantly stopped all plans for the next season, insisting that you and the baby were his priority for the next few years.
He still trained, and then the tiny bundle of joy that sat in his office on the play mat when you needed him to watch over her so you could take a moment for yourself. Max obviously agreed without a second thought, loving the little girl even more than you which he never thought would be possible but he couldn't help it. She was the new light of his life and he would spend every second of his life with her if he could.
“right daddy has to go” max told the little girl, bending down and giving her a quick kiss to the head.
“see you later darling?” he questioners you as he stands back up and wraps your arms around him.
“mhm yeah we’ll be there too see you win” you kiss him, “hopefully” he answers and placing a quick slap to your ass before grabbing his stuff and heads out.
🃏
“AND NOW AS MAX VERSTAPPEN ROUNDS THE FINAL CORNER, YOUR 2025 CHAMPION IS MAX VERSTAPPEN” fills your ears, your daughter being lifted up by jos as her laughter is also in the air.
“he did it y/n all because of you” Christian pulls you into him as max parks his car, your hand are on to your face, tears pouring down you face.
max runs to his team, it’s all a blur to you really, max running towards you helmet still on his head.
you squealed before wrapping your arms around his neck. His team around him stood up to applaud “so fucking proud max!” you kiss his helmet one last time before he is also lifted up into the air by his team.
Jos passes you daughter to max “be careful you two!” You shout.
some time later, max had his interview.
"Daddy won!" y/d/n shouted, her voice being picked up by the mic and max instantly burst into laughter along with the crowd.
He took a deep breath to calm himself down and went to speak again but looked to the little girl on his hip and began to laugh again. "Oh dear," he chuckled. "Yes sweetie, daddy did win yeah," he confirmed and the crowd cooed.
"Lalalala," she began to sing as max continued with his speech and she kicked her legs back and forth from where she was sat on his hip.
You dropped your head to your hand from where you were stood and laughed at them. He had insisted she went up with him since he didn't want to experience it without her but you were starting to think he was regretting his decision. "Shh," he laughed and pressed a kiss to her cheek.
"Just-" he looked to her to see her smiling back at him now in silence, "Just want to thank all my incredible fans for supporting me, throughout the crew and now it means a lot; we all appreciate your continued support. Also want to thank this troublemaker," he said as she applause died down and poked the little girl in her pudgy tummy.
"I am no twoublemaker!" She exclaimed and the audience laughed at her sass.
Max laughed and glanced towards you before looking back to y/d/n "Oh you are, thank you my little love-
"Me?!" Y/d/n said in shock, hand against her chest and max burst into laughter once again and pulled her closer to him to press a kiss to her cheek since he was sure he couldn't love her more than he loved her right now when she was simply being herself despite the watching eyes and making this moment even more memorable for him.
"Yes you, thank you for understanding when daddy couldn't come and play because he had to do some work, thank you for understanding that sometimes daddy couldn't read you a bedtime story because he had an important phone call or meeting, and thank you for being a good girl for Mummy when daddy's been away for long bits of time," he said sincerely and smiled at her.
She wrapped both her arms around his neck and planted a kiss to his cheek, "I wove you daddy! Daddy won!" She reminded everyone and max grinned at her before looking back to where you were in the audience.
"A final thank you to my beautiful wife, I can't thank you enough for what you do for me- for us. You're beyond incredible and we love you so much for supporting what we do-"
y/d/n gasped in maxs arms when she spotted you and waved excitedly. "Wove you Mummy! Mummy won?" She asked max and he sighed before laughing.
"Mummy always wins love," he told her simply, ignoring the aww of the crowd as they heard him through the microphone. "Thank you all so much, this means the world, I love you all, thank you," he finally concluded and dipped his head in a thanks.
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sm00thoperatorrrr · 6 months
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SIR LEWIS?!?!
what is this masterpiece? 😍
📸: lewishamilton instagram
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littlelando · 7 hours
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I will watch this video of Hamilton every single time I see it, he brings a vibe
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lh44adore · 5 months
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I’m rewatching this fan forum from Australia GP and boy was HE FLIRTING with her. THE UP AND DOWN LOOK to this day gets me
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zialovlies44 · 24 days
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it’s always Lewis Hamilton vs Max Verstappen and never Lewis Hamilton AND Max Verstappen
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