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The Drivers - Part 1
Series Title : Younger Sister (TBC)
Summary: Being Lando Norris' sister made it surprising that it was one of your only visits to the paddock. Ollie made sure to introduce you to all the drivers and show you about.
Pairing/s: Oliver Bearman x Norris!Reader, Lando Norris x Sister!reader , Grid x Norris!Reader
Word Count : 1.2k
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It wasn’t exactly hard being Lando’s sister, especially when you hardly went to races. Silverstone just never matched up with when you could take holidays from your part time job and the break from school but now you were close to finishing high school and had left your part time job to travel with Lando -with him paying for literally everything because what else should brother’s do?-
The last couple of days of school and you finally decided it was time for you to change your phone wallpaper back to your favourite picture of yourself and Lando. When Lando got moved into F1, you changed your phone wallpaper back to a less obvious picture of yourself and Lando, so you didn’t get people wanting to be your friend just because of Lando.
Now you were at the first race you had been to in a long while -Silverstone- sat in the Mclaren garage just wanting to annoy Lando as a little sister should do but he was interviewing and you didn’t want to be in front of the camera. That’s when you saw Max walk past the garage alone. Max was basically a brother he’d been about since as long as you could remember.
“Max” you called before jumping on his back
“Missing LN, are we?” He asked, and you nodded
“Lan left me in the garage alone” you pouted, and he chuckled
“What are you going to do when you’re the only one with him?” He asked, starting to walk again.
“Where are you going?” You asked him, resting your head on his shoulder
“Going to find your brother to return his property” He joked, and you slapped his arm. Max laughed as he walked to the media pen, stopping next to Lando and dropping you onto the floor
“Your property, I believe” Max tapped your head before walking away
“Lan I’m bored” You whine, and his PR manager laughed
“You didn’t bring anything to keep her entertained?” His PR manager asked
“I thought she’d find some random F2 driver’s girlfriend to talk to, but obviously not” I pouted, shoving him away
“I don’t know if they’re just random people or girlfriends and family” You shrugged, and he nodded
“Fair point, I guess. Come on I’ll introduce you to Ollie he’s over there” You nodded, following behind him as he walked away, gripping onto his wrist
“Y/N no one’s gonna kidnap you” He laughed, and you gripped his wrist tighter
“But it’s so busy, and I don’t know where I’m going” You whine as he comes to a sudden stop, causing you to bump into his back.
“Ollie” the older sibling smiled at the younger boy, who was just happily sipping on his drink
“Oh hey Lando. Y/N” He smiled, looking up
“Hey” You smiled back at him
“You already know Ollie?” Lando questioned, and you nodded
“I’ve not been avoiding Formula racing all together or living under a rock” You shrugged
“And he knows you?” Lando looked between the two of you.
“Ollie follows me on instagram. I became quite the popular girl at school” You giggle thinking back to prom when you were being questioned on how you were now followed by not only Lando but Oliver Bearman. What Lando didn’t need to know is that you two were secretly texting and had plans to go for ice cream after his sprint race while Lando was doing whatever practice.
“Okay well bye. I’ll see you in an hour” Lando walked away, and that’s when it became awkward
“You’ve definitely not been to a race in a while” Ollie chuckled, taking your smaller hand in his larger hand and moving you out of the media pen.
“They’re scary. There’s always so many people here, and I never know who I’m allowed to be talking to” you pouted
“Come on I’ll introduce you to the drivers, some of them anyway” Ollie led you back into the paddock and in between all the different motorhomes starting with Ferrari as he was meant to be in there anyway.
“We’ll start with Ferrari because at least if you get lost, you can’t miss the bright red” He grinned, leading you inside and over to a couple of people talking. Charles and Carlos. You obviously knew who the drivers were. They just didn’t know who you were.
“Done with your interviews?” Charles asked, and Ollie nodded
“Yeah, I finished those. Now I’m showing Y/N about the place” He smiled as both the Ferrari drivers looked at you.
“Girlfriend?” Carlos asked, and Ollie shook his head as you laughed
“Lando’s sister. I don’t know how I ended up with her” Ollie replied, and you looked up at him slightly offended
“Lando’s sister?” Charles repeated, and you nodded
“Lando has another sister?” Carlos asked.
“We didn’t meet while you were teammates. I was still quite busy with school. It’s been my first race for a while. I don’t know many people here” you replied as he nodded slowly
“You look like Lando, to be honest” Charles tilted his head
“It’s the curls” You shrugged as Ollie took your hand again
“Next garage” He cheered, pulling you out. You gave a polite wave to the Ferrari drivers as Ollie pulled you to the Red Bull garage. You knew Max. When you stayed with Lando during holidays or lockdown, he would stream with Max.
“Hey Y/N” Max smiled, wrapping you in a hug
“Finally! A familiar face” You hummed hugging him back
“What happened to me introducing you to everyone?” Ollie asked, and you smiled, turning to look at him as you pulled back from the hug
“Max and Lando are like best friends. Lando has a thing about people called Max” You joked as Max Fewtrell walked up behind you
“What about us Max’s?” He asked, causing you to jump and let out a scream
“Bog off Max” you replied
“Ohh not the Tracy Beaker line” He joked, and you rolled your eyes. Both Lando and Max still had a thing about you swearing, not like you were legally an adult, so you resorted to saying ‘Bog off’
“Are you lost? Do I need to carry you back to Lando”? He asked, and you shook your head
“Ollie is showing me about and introducing me to different people” You smiled, and he nodded, ruffling your hair
“Well P is lost, so I’m gonna go find her. Be safe” Max walked off as Checo joined
“Ah Checo this is Lando’s youngest sister Y/N” The Dutch man introduced you, and you smiled at Checo
“Nice to meet you” you hummed, looking at Ollie for help. Checo and Lando weren’t exactly the best of friends.
Ollie continued to introduce you to different drivers until it was time for him to return you to Lando - that was Lando’s words - so now you were following Ollie back to the Mclaren garage. He stopped outside, and you smiled at him
“Thank you for showing me about” You thanked him, and he nodded
“Are we still up for ice cream tomorrow?” He asked, and you nodded
“We are. But you’re coming to me. I still don’t know where I’m going” you replied
“Then I’ll meet you outside here?” You smiled with a nod as Lando walked out the garage
“Home time” He cheered, and you laughed, waving bye to Ollie as Lando walked you out of the paddock as he talked to Oscar.
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Funny Gaming moments with Lando and Max (F) x QuadrantStreamer! Reader
Plot: Just funny moments where Reader is a member of Quadrant and is a big UK streamer that does everything on Twitch and YouTube.
A/N: this is only small and just for fun, better Lando stuff is coming out.
Credit to formulaonedirection for the GIF
Moment 1:
"Do you earn more than Lando Norris, chat you guys are wild ... but honestly with my individual sponsors, YouTube and streaming and any of my weird side activities I think it'd be up for debate" you giggle not actually knowing how much difference there was in what you or Lando earned.
"Not girlie casually admitting that with her side hustle she earns as much as an F1 driver, yeah guys, you gotta think I stream and upload full time. So i get paid for each YouTube video I do, I'm a twitch affiliate and you guys are so so generous. I game competitively and earn from that. I have sponsors, so ... lets just say i had no trouble buying Lando's Christmas presents" you grin, knowing the man had widely expensive taste.
"Who am i spending Christmas with, well Lando's family has asked if I'd like to join them, but I'll be spending the holidays mostly with Max and Pietra. Oh my gosh guys, did you see Instagram? I met Martin Garrix! How cool is that!" you laugh.
Moment 2:
"So I'm here today with Lando, and I'm teaching him Valorant, he knows that I'm in good but I don't think he knows I'm Immortal" you say until you unmute yourself in discord.
"Hey Lando baby" you joke but all you get from the otherside is silence which makes your chat go absolutely crazy.
You hear a few coughs that sound like choking, so you check his stream making sure not to tab out on stream, seeing him sat there in shock in his chair blushing.
"Lando?" you ask, and you watch as he rearranges himself in his chair pulling the mic closer to him.
"Hi, hello yes. Sorry you just threw me off guard" he laughs, wiping across his face with his fingers.
"What are we?" he asks, and you burst out laughing at the question which makes him laugh too. Chat on both ends starts going crazy, with the spam of Lando Norizz <<< Y/N the Rizzler and you were both dying.
Moment 3:
"Argghh fuck" you scream leaning back and fulling falling back off your chair. You were currently playing the horror game ' In Silence with Max, Lando and Ria.
"No way did Y/N just fall?" Max asks laughing at the girl whose stream he pulled up seeing her laying on the floor gripping her shoulder while her chair was now also laying in the floor.
"SHE DID" Lando laughs and you groan out in embarrassment.
Moment 4:
"What was that chat? My door reopened and closed shut while I was gone?" you ask looking back at your door. You knew you were home alone, the only people having a key to your apartment being Max and Pietra and Lando. But they were all travelling right now and were on the plane.
"Chat, stop messing with me" you scold jokingly, you start to load up the game your changing too. However a knock at your bedroom door has you stilling.
"What" you mouth looking at the camera. You go to the door, chat spamming saying how by opening the door that how all the dumb movie characters die. You here another knock making you flinch, you rip open the door, screaming when you see the scary mask, jumping and tacking the person now.
"Ow Y/N fuck" you hear and you rip the mask of, knowing that voice but not wanting to assume.
"Lando?" you ask looking at him.
"I thought it would be funny" he jokes laughing.
Moment 4:
"So Lando, Max and I thought it would be funny to play Valorant but for every kill we get we do a shot" you exclaim.
"Y/N gonna need new kidneys by the end of this? Hmmm very true, maybe we change it to every time we die we do a shot?" you ask seeing what chat's opinion would be on that.
"Then Lando and Max will be needing new kidneys? Well, I'm playing on my alt account and I'm just chilling so we'll be in gold/silver lobbies. Last time we played on my normal account, it was a struggle.
"Lets ask what they prefer! Guys? You want to do shots every time we get a kill or when we die?" you ask after unmuting yourself.
"We playing with MILF account of FnaticY/N?" Lando asks.
"MILF of course. And no comps, I'm not being called a booster" you grin and Max groans, Max was gold 2 and was asking for you to coach him, you had watched him in unrated's but refused to do comps together.
"Wait, when did you change your name...didnt it used to be Ilovetits6?" Max laughs.
"Yes, but chat started to call me mother? So i just rolled with it" you grin looking at chat and winking.
Moment 5:
"Are you and Lando Norris dating?" you ask, and then you open your phone and call Lando himself.
"Hey baby!" you smile and show the chat what Lando is saved as and the picture while he's on speakerphone.
"Hey love. I'm a little late coming back. I got stuck here with Zac and Oscar, but Max and P wanted to know if you would like to go out for dinner with them tonight" he asks and you laugh.
"Wait, Y/N are you live"
"Maybe, look you said you were ready to go public. So this is payback for what you did to Max on stream!" you laugh, knowing he wont be mad at you, as you'd talked recently about going public.
"Exposed? Yes yes i did" you grin.
Moment 6:
"Y/N your boyfriend is horny come sort him out" AngryGinge says adding you to the call forcefully mid stream.
"Mmmm that sounds like a job for you" you says seriously and you pull up his and Lando's stream to watch what was going on. Some people had come into your stream to say to get Lando to end the stream before PR has his head.
"He's been moaning on stream Y/N get your man and take him home"
"Yeah sorry let me just hop on the jet to Monaco..." you joke, knowing you definitely don't have a private jet.
"Wait, just how rich are you? Your boyfriends out here buying watches for 400k, you have a private jet. This just ain't right!" he exclaims making you laugh.
"I don't have a private jet. But... I've been in one of Max Verstappen's" you boast, you'd been introduced to him through Lando as Kelly wanted to meet you and set you up with her modelling agency.
"Huh? WHAT?" he screams and you just laugh before leaving the call. You shoot Lando a teasing message watching his eyes change as he reads it, and he lets out a groan that soon turns into a joke as Angry Ginge yelled at him to calm down again.
Moment 7:
"Salem stop" you tell your cat, which had jumped up and starting to paw in your lap where the blanket lay across before flopping down wanting fuss.
She started to meow at you not getting the wanted attention, but you were in the middle of an important rank up game, that would put you as radiant in Valorant.
As the game went on, you apologized to your teammates when you died after nearly clutching a round when Salem distracted you by pawing at your hand on your mouse.
"Salem please bub. 3 more rounds and you can have all the cuddles in the world" you whisper to the cat before she settles down, you proceed to Ace the next round and your team and you win the next two. The end of the game, with the MVP you get promoted to Radiant #497.
You celebrated by grabbing Salem your black Bombay cat and hugging her tightly, she leans into you wrapping her paws around happy for the affection she's finally getting.
"Treat?" you ask receiving a meow.
Chat:
y/nloverrr02- not y/n celebrating like she just got a podium
landonorizz- what's harder, f1 win, or reaching the top 500 valorant players
wedonttalkabouther- please, mother is mothering!
deadlocknerf- not her top fragging as an omen and their jett with a negative kda.
lockandassit- well done on the promo!
LandoNorris- Babe! Well done! I watched your win! I'm so proud
"Thank you, everybody. I think I'll leave it there for the day and I'll come back and we can try and get into the 450's!" you exclaim before cutting stream.
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Drunkenness Scale
Normally she doesn't drink. Her fridge doesn't have beer or other type of alcohol, neither the drinks cabinet that is on her livingroom, that is supposed to have alcohol on it but instead she has snacks and chocolates. When she eats a good piece of beef she prefers another thing instead of a red wine. And on special events she only takes a sip of champagne and then leaves the glass on the table.
But when party time comes she is the first one to go to the bar and order shots and drinks. She knows every components of the cocktails her friends like. And her friends know every stage of her drunkenness scale.
"Well, well, well" Max smirked walking inside the crowded club, heading directly to the VIP zone. "Today will be the day we meet a new stage?"
"Seriously? Are you really going to continue with that?" she frowned, rolling her eyes.
"You are our Amy Santiago" Lando laughed wrapping his arm around her shoulders. "And we were so close to meet the sixth stage last month"
She looked at them and groan, but she smirked after that. She knows she can trust them, they have been best friends since they were little and both boys would kill if something happened to her.
"Okay, okay" she laughed. "Let's get started!"
Stage 1: too normal yet
The first shots of tequila came to the table. Lando looked at her amd them at Max, moving his eyebrows up and down. The three of them drank the liquid all at once, groaning when the alcohol went down their throats.
"I hate tequila" she groaned, taking a bite of the lemon, eating it.
"Well, it doesn't seem like that" Lando teased her, leaning on the back of the seat, looking at her, waiting for a reaction.
"Come on, guys" she groaned looking at them. "I'm okay! That theory you two have is stupid!"
"The two of us? Oh no" Max laughed. "Pierre, Charles, Carlos and Alex are part of this study too"
"I can't believe it" she sighed.
She was feeling the effects of the alochol, but had enough strength to hide them. So she just talked with her friends, smiling, even making small jokes and enjoying when she heard her best friends laughs.
But then it was Max the one that ordered another round of shots. This one was vodka with mango and other things.
Stage 2: time to tell facts that came from nowhere
She drank the small glass slowly, humming at the sweet flavour of the shot.
"I like this one" she smiled looking at Max.
They were talking with some other people of the group that was on the boat Lando rented joined, while she just sat in silence, looking at them.
"Did you know..." she started, getting the attention of her best friends that had a smile on their lips. "... that The King of Hearts is the only king without a mustache?"
They looked at her and laugh, giggling. She smiled softly, innocent, and looked at them. She loves when she makes them laugh
"I didn't notice!" Max laughed grabbing his phone and searching it. "It's true!"
"This shot has mango?" she asked tasting the drink. "Oh! Did you know that they can get sunburned?" she said gasping.
"Really?" Lando frowned.
"Oh yeah" she chuckled. "And flamingos turn pink because they eat shrimp" she smiled proud.
"Sometime I think that George and her could make a competition about who tell more facts" Lando joked, making her smile wide.
"Oh, oh! And you know the the only thing you can lick on the mirror is your tongue?" she said laughing.
Stage 3: suddenly, she can speak other languages!
"Hola, puedes ponermos otra ronda de shots?" she asked on a perfect spanish, the only thing that betrays her is the English accent.
"Spanish? Really?" Max frowned.
"Yeah, why not" she shrugged her shoulders, looking at the waitress that came back with other type of shots. "Estamos en España! Hay que hablar en español"
"I don't understand a shit about what you said" Max frowned looking at Lando.
"Something about Spain and Spanish" he frowned too. "Last time it was Italian... Are you sure you don't search on Google basic things to say on every country?"
"No! Of course not!" She giggled already a little tipsy.
She does study a little of languages, but she listen to people talk, so her own brain works fast when she's drunk and remember things she heard hours before.
Alcohol can do magic.
Stage 4: dance. All she wants to do is dance and jump and scream. Like if she had too much sugar (in fact, she did)
"Let's go to the dance floor!" She exclaimed, leaving the shot glass on the table and jumping up, standing on her heels and holding her friends' hands.
Lando and Max looked at her, giggling. The three of them were already a little tipsy, but the two men were making sure they were not drunken enough to control their friend and take care of her.
"Oh god, I love this song" she exclaimed, jumping and singing the lyric of Despechá by Rosalía. "Come on guys!"
Lando chuckled and danced with her, small steps and making sure she wouldn't go too far from them. In this state she uses to be too much social and go dance with strangers.
"Oh! Guys I think I saw someone I know!" she exclaimed and started jumping trying to reach that person, that unfortunately she definitely doesn't know.
"No, no, no!" Max exclaimed holding her hips and stopping her, making her giggle and continue dancing, swinging her hips and looking at her friend with a big smile, giggling.
Stage 5: depressed. Not the depressed that thinks her life is shit but the depressed that is too much dramatic.
After she drank the shot glass that had again a fruity drink, she let a long sigh escape from her lips, making her friends look at her.
"You know... Sometimes when you go to races I cry" she sighed looking at Lando, making him frown.
"Why?" he frowned, biting his lip and trying to not laugh,knowing that this might be one of those moments of drama queen.
"Because your work is drive a car that goes 300 km/h! And there's a tiny chance of you dying!" she exclaimed, raising her arms and making dramatized mevements. "And I will never have the chance of saying goodbye to you because you are always away "
"Ah, come on" Lando chuckled softly, hugging her and rubbing her back. "In case something like that happens..."
"No! It can't happen!" she exclaimed holding him by the shoulders, shaking too much to make someone throw up. "It will never happen! You hear me? Because if you did I'll kill you!"
"Okay, okay" he laughed hugging her, looking how Max was trying to not laugh loud.
Stage 6: the new stage. Too soft to be her.
When she swallowed the last drop of alcohol she placed the glass back onto he table, taking a deep breath and smiled. She feels light, like if her body was a feather and she was floating around her friends.
"Well?" Max smirked.
"I'm feeling really good" she smiled softly, leaning on him.
"Oh?" he frowned confused.
She smiled looking at Lando. He's handsome. All her friends are handsome. How can she be so lucky to be surrounded by handsome guys? Some girls might say she's lucky, and in fact she feels lucky; other would ask how is not possible that she dates one of them.
"You are so handsome" she smiled cupping Lando's cheeks and squeezing them. "I'm so lucky to have such a handsome best friend!"
Lando and Max looked at each other, Max grabbing his phone and documenting how the new stage is.
"Since when do you have such a beautiful face?" she gasped turning around and looking at Max, rubbing his beard and smiling. "And so cute! Look at those curls! And that nose!" she exclaimed tooching the tip of his nose. "Boop!"
Lando and Max were shocked. She never showed so much affection or gave her friends compliments.
"I need to record this" Lando laughed, grabbing his phone and recording how she was hugging Max and pocking his cheek, while his friend was calling for help with his eyes.
"Yeah, definitely no more drinks for you" Max sighed hugging her back.
"Look at this curls! Oh god so cute!" she giggled playing with their hair.
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Birthdays– CL 16
Summary: post from your friends and boyfriend celebrating your birthday
warnings: I so very much rushed this I’m sorry, I was tired <3
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y/n/l/n
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oh? heard from a lil birdie that it’s my birthday 🥳
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DanielRiccardo happy birthday sweetheart ❤️
> Y/n/l/n big d, I love you 💕
y/b/f/l/n happy motherfucking birthday bitch 🥺🎂
> y/n/l/n I love you bitch 🥺😭
Charles_leclerc happy birthday my precious love 💕
> y/n/l/n you’re gonna make me cry again ❤️🥺
pierregasly finally it’s your birthday, now stop acting like a child
> y/n/l/n oh how’s your girlfriend doing btw, she studying hard?
Itssainz55 oh….
charlessainz16 holy shit??
> landonorris I can’t breath I’m cry laughing so much
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happy birthday to my angel, my best friend, my favorite girl and my favorite person ❤️😘
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y/n/l/n I crying I love yuo so so so much 🥺
landonorris she’s crying in the club mate 😂
alex_albon please she’s full on sobbing, everybody’s looking at us
> charles_leclerc sorry
itssainz55 she’s so beautiful
Charlessainz16 please the caption I’m so lonely
charlesgasly “my angel”….. I’m jumping off a cliff
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landonorris
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happy birthday to this idiot (beautiful) girl that I mistakenly be-friended five years ago, you’ve been my ride or die since day one. I’m (unfortunately) happy to call you my best friend. I (unfortunately) love you my big adopted sister ❤️🖕
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hamiltonvettel44 I want a friendship like theirs
Norrisleclerc46 ‘big adopted sister’ no because I’m crying
charlessainz16 please I adore their friendship so much
y/n/l/n I fucking love you lil brother (that i unfortunately love and take care of) 🥺😭
> Maxfewtrell y/n he’s crying in his room 😂
> Landonorris shut up no I’m not
> y/n/l/n lando he texted me the photo…
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happy birthday to the only girl who I could truly call a sister. I’ve never been happier to say that you’re the best person I know and the best little sister i could have. happy 24 birthday my sweet baby 💕💗
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y/n/l/n I fucking love you big sis 😭❤️
landonorris hey now! She’s only my sister so fuck off
> y/b/f/l/n dude I’ve known her a whole two years longer than you have
vettelmick47 please- y’all are the cutest
albonleclerc16 I swear I want y’all’s friendship
Charlessainz16 “my sweet baby” I’m crying y’all are adorable
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a day late, but happy birthday to my slightly older sister 🖕
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y/n/l/n I’m just everybody’s sister huh? jk I love you maxy boo 😘
> Maxfewtrell never call me that again
landonorris dude aren’t these photo from like two years ago?
> Maxfewtrell shut up lando
norris444 y’all are adorable
itscharles1655 please she’s so loved by everybody it’s freaking adorable
y/n/fan16 I want a sister like her now
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would’ve ,could’ve, should’ve; lando norris, jack hughes
summary: the master list of estelle leclerc
estelle leclerc x lando norris, estelle leclerc x jack hughes
never grow up- estella leclerc
i should hate you- the end of a love story before it even truly began
new beginning- the start of a fresh and healing beginning
#lando norris x reader#jack hughes x reader#alex albon x reader#lance stroll x reader#mick schumacher x reader#sebastian vettel x reader#pierre gasly x reader#george russell x reader#max fewtrell x reader#formula one x reader#formula one x you#nhl x reader#max verstappen x reader#charles leclerc x reader#arthur leclerc x reader
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Max Fewtrell – Please Explain
Tried writing a little differently this time, hopefully it's okay!
Pairing: Max Fewtrell x Norris!Reader
Warnings: a little angsty, a little smutty
Y/N POV
Your heart was racing as your head fell back. A loud thump followed as a moan ripped from your throat. A hand made its way between your legs, encouraging the boy between them. He let out a low laugh as your hand gripped his hair in a tight fist.
“You have to keep quiet, Love, or we’re going to get caught.” The voice from between your legs chuckled. Your whimper was muffled by your hand as Max sucked your clit further into his mouth, his tongue flicking against it in a loose rhythm. Two of his fingers worked their way into you as you panted and sighed. Each of Max’s movements increased the knot that was building in your stomach.
“Fu- Max. Mmm so close.” Your soft voice was met with a smile from between your legs. A third finger joined the two stretching you as more sounds began to fall from your lips. One of your hands moved from his hair to his wrist, refusing to let it part from your opening. Your other hand moved under your shirt and the bra still covering your chest to tweak a nipple. Your pants were getting louder and you could feel yourself starting to clench around Max’s fingers.
Max’s mouth left you as he moved to lean in close to your head. His spare hand held your thigh wide as he moved his body in closer to you. The weight of his body against yours helped the knot wind tighter as he breathed against your neck. The fingers inside you kept moving, the knot growing as your mouth attached to the tan neck in front of you, leaving bites and kisses between your breaths.
The desk you were on didn’t have a lot of room but the two of you had made it work plenty of times before. Your hand left his wrist to grip the desk below you as your thighs started to shake.
“You going to make a mess for me?” Your nodded roughly against Max’s neck as he joined his lips to your neck, you leaned back to make more room for him as he did. You could already feel the marks he was leaving but also couldn’t find it in you to care. That was a problem for future you.
“Going to make a mess on your brother’s desk?” Your eyes rolled back as Max laughed into your neck. You wanted to slap Max, but the knot was still sitting low in your stomach
“Can we please not talk about Lando while you have your fingers inside me?” Max moved from your neck to bring your lips together as he sped up his fingers and moved his thumb to circle your clit. Your head soon met the wall behind you again as Max coaxed your orgasm closer with a wide grin. His eyes never left your face as your thighs tried to close around his hand, only stopped as his body forced them to stay spread wide.
Your orgasm came fast after that, white lights blinding your sight as your teeth met Max’s neck. All of your senses left you as your orgasm took over. Your legs continued to shake as Max worked you through it, letting you come down slowly. Soft whimpers were the only sound you could get out as Max leaned his forehead against yours.
“You look so pretty coming down Love.” You gave him a dopey grin as he gently pulled his hand out from between your legs. You hated the empty feeling that followed as he leaned around you to grab something. You jumped as Max softly cleaned you with a bright orange shirt. He was gentle as he helped move your panties back into their correct position under your skirt.
“You did not just clean me with my brother’s shirt after making me cum on his desk.” The disbelief in your voice was unmissable as Max grinned at you. He helped you off of the desk, supporting you for a second as your legs still shook. He laughed louder as you shoved his shoulder, the orange shirt bright in his hands as he leaned to peck you softly.
You gave Max a gentle smile as he moved to throw the, now soiled, shirt onto the pile of dirty clothes Lando had in the corner. He moved around silently as you both cleaned up the driver’s room you two had occupied for the last few minutes before leaving quietly.
Max POV
“Where have you two been? I’ve been looking everywhere!” Lando’s bright smile met the two of you as you moved through the paddock towards him. Max couldn’t help the cough that left him as his eyes moved to Y/N. Lando wasn’t even slightly suspicious as he watched his best friend easily moved through the paddock with his sister.
The smaller girl fiddled with her fingers as she avoided her brother’s gaze. Max slipped his arm around her shoulders with a gentle squeeze, her soft gaze meeting his as he strode towards his best friend.
“I was just starved so Y/N here took me to satisfy my hunger.” The innuendo was missed by Lando but not the girl under Max’s arm as her cheeks went bright red and she rolled her eyes. The tall Australian next to Lando flickered his eyes between Max and Y/N as he watched the conversation.
Max’s eyes avoided Daniel’s as he looked back to Y/N. She left the comfort of his arm as she moved towards her brothers’ side. Max’s chest felt tight as he watched the shier of the twins lean into her brother – he shouldn’t feel jealous of Lando, but he couldn’t help it. Lando got to hold her without hesitation in front of everyone and Max had to hold back in front of his best friend – how was that fair?
The two Norris siblings were talking as they walked towards the McLaren hospitality suite for the weekend. Dan dropped back to walk next to Max as both of their eyes followed the twins closely. The two siblings were the best of friends, they always had been, and when they were younger Max had just sort of joined the duo seamlessly. He’d never been one to admit it, but he’d been crushing on the younger of the two since the day they’d met. His eyes had always sought her out when the group got together, unable to stop from ensuring the small girl was always happy.
“You need to be careful mate.” Dan whispered lowly towards Max as the two kept walking behind Lando and Y/N.
“I don’t know what you mean.” Max was short in his reply as his feet sped up. He’d had warning bells in his head for six months, since the first time he’d slept with Y/N – heck maybe even since he first kissed her a year ago – but he’d also given up on them. Ignorance certainly was bliss. Y/N was the girl of his dreams, he couldn’t deny that anymore.
He’d started by avoiding her after their first kiss. Panicked at the thought of kissing his best friend and his best friend’s little sister. He’d given up on that after just days of not talking to her, unable to go without her in his life. Then they’d both just refused to speak about, a mutual choice until they travelled to one of Lando’s races together six months later. They’d joined some of the driver’s on night out to celebrate a win – Max thought it may have been Charles’, potentially Max’s, but he couldn’t remember anything other than Y/N that night. From that night, avoiding her was the last thing on Max’s mind.
Max made his way to Y/N’s side quickly. The girl moved from her brother’s side to lean into Max’s arm as he joined in on their conversation. Lando was too deep in his description of the upcoming race that he didn’t even realise the shared look between his sister and best friend, but his teammate was watching closely. Max ignored the Australian’s stares as he whispered into Y/N’s ear, pushing a strand of hair behind her ear with a grin.
The soft looks continued as the group sat at their hospitality table. Max noticed the Australian was much quieter than usual and he couldn’t help the lump that formed in his throat each time Dan’s eyes met his. He ignored it, choosing instead to watch the small girl who had attached herself to his side. Her hair was still damp from their earlier activities as she leaned her head against his arm. Her hand rested gently on his upper thigh, gold rings shining in the sun as she laughed at jokes with her brother. Max attached his hand to hers on top of his thigh as he met Lando’s eyes across the table.
Lando POV
Lando eyed his best friend and little sister cautiously. Y/N was plastered to Max’s side as the group made conversation over lunch, Max adjusting himself to make Y/N more comfortable. Lando could almost see the seamless way their bodies moved with one another. Max was watching Y/N closely, he had a look in his eye that Lando hadn’t seen before and it made Lando nervous. He’d noticed the two getting closer lately but having been away for so long between races he hadn’t realised just how close they were.
The longer he observed, the more uncomfortable Lando got. There was a nagging voice at the back of his head that was getting louder with each minute. Y/N had moved from Max’s arm to leaning back in her chair, laughing at one of Daniel’s jokes yet Max couldn’t take his eyes off of her. Lando watched as Max moved to stroke his hand down Y/N’s neck moving her hair behind her shoulder. Max rested his thumb against a mark on Y/N’s neck as she blushed and joined their hands to move them away from her neck.
“So that’s why you have to watch for drop bears when you visit Australia next time!” At Dan’s exclamation Y/N’s head fell back with more laughter. Lando’s breath was stuck in his throat as he examined his sister’s neck closer. The nagging voice now a deafening scream.
“Do you have a fucking hickey on your neck?” The words left his mouth before he could stop himself. The other three members of the table turned to stare at the Englishman. Some of the other patrons that sat in the team’s hospitality doing the same thing. Lando was met with silence as Max snatched his hand from Y/N’s lap and the girl slapped her hand to the spot Lando hadn’t been able to look away from.
“Lan-” Y/N choked on her words as she looked from her brother to his best friend. No more sounds left her mouth as Lando looked between the two as well, finally catching on to what the voice in his head had been trying to say.
Y/N POV
“You have to be fucking kidding me! You two are- You and Max- How- When- You have to be joking!”
You couldn’t help it as your face got hot, you knew it was redder than it had been all day. Max swallowed loudly as he looked at you, you avoided his stare at the same time. Lando’s face was the same colour as yours but in anger instead of embarrassment.
“Lan please, let me explain.” Your voice, usually soft, was even quieter than usual as you watched Lando’s face contort in anger as his eyes bounced between you and Max. Daniel sat quietly as he watched the scene in front of him, unsure where to step in with a group as close as the three people in front of him.
“Explain?! You’re fucking my best friend and you want to explain?” Your breath caught in your throat as your brother turned his anger to focus on you. You’d never been good at confrontation, he knew that, but he couldn’t help it as his mind flew a mile a minute.
“Lando please, let me-” You couldn’t even finish your sentence as Lando started to pace. Your eyes followed him as he moved back and forth in front of the table you were seated at. Your palms were starting to sweat as you watched Lando continue to pace.
Max’s eyes didn’t even turn to Lando as he watched your face closely. You were starting to panic, and you were sure Max could tell. He knew how worried you were about Lando finding out, and then how he’d react. Lando was your person and you didn’t want this to change that.
Your dad had walked in on the two of you a month into this– into whatever the relationship you two had was – and the yelling had continued for two days before your mother had calmed him down. Your dad in turn had told your mother and since you lived with your sisters they knew too. Oli, your oldest brother, had caught the two of you in the back of Max’s car once so he knew as well. But Lando?
Lando was your best friend in the entire world, the person who you’d shared a womb with before sharing life with him too. He was also Max’s closest friend. You had wanted to tell him delicately, ease him into whatever this was but you’d never found the right time. He was always busy with racing, or in Monaco, or stressed over work – you didn’t want to mess with his mind during the season, but outside of the season you didn’t want to ruin his holidays either. Telling Lando was the only thing you and Max had truly fought over, you wanted to tell him in the perfect moment while Max just wanted him to know. Now, you sat silently as you watched Lando mumble to himself glaring intermittently at you and Max as he went. You wished you’d listened to Max as your eyes started to tear up.
“Lando, please.” The whimper caught the attention of all the of the boys around you as you stood up. Max was quick to follow, a comforting hand finding your back as he leaned into whisper into your ear softly. You couldn’t even focus on what he was saying as Lando stopped pacing and glared at the boy behind you. Dan was just lost, unsure of how he fit into the tangled mess that was falling apart in front of him.
Lando’s glare softened slightly as a tear fell down your cheek, you were quick to wipe it away as you leaned into Max’s touch. While his glare was softening you were only getting madder. You didn’t want to fight with your brother, but you weren’t going to let him yell at you like this either – that was your father’s role and he’d already done it. You watched as Lando started to pace again.
“Would you stop with the pacing? For God’s sake Lando just say what you’re thinking.” Your glare grew as Lando stopped directly in front of you, a matching glare on his face. As twins the two of you rarely fought, but if you did it was likely to get messy quickly. Dan watched with wide eyes as Max stepped forward, his chest against your back, a warning stare on his face as he watched Lando closely over your shoulder.
“You want me to say what I’m thinking? Okay I’m thinking about how my own twin is whoring herself out to my best friend behind my back while I’m away at work.” Lando stopped himself after the sentence left his mouth, just as shocked at his own words as the other three people around him.
“Y/N I didn’t-” Your hand met his face before you could stop it. You didn’t look back as you strode towards the exit of the paddock. If he was going to call you a whore he didn’t deserve your support at the race, let alone an explanation. Your feet moved faster as your eyes filled with tears.
Max POV
“I’m going to kill you.” Lando hadn’t seen a glare on Max’s face as fierce as the one he was facing at the moment. Max was fuming. He watched as you fled hospitality, planning to follow you shortly after.
“Max, I didn’t mean to say that. I was just shocked.” Lando nervously played with his fingers as Max’s glare only grew. Max wasn’t sure he’d ever been this mad. Y/N had been nervous enough to tell Lando about the two of them, Max didn’t need Lando screaming at his sister too.
“You don’t get to call the girl I love a whore because you were shocked.” Max made his way towards his best friend before poking a finger into his chest.
“You love her?” Max’s eyes rolled as he stared his best friend down. The finger turning into a patronizing pat against Lando’s chest.
“Oh please, I’ve been in love with her since I figured out what love was. I’m not exactly the best at hiding it either so this shouldn’t be news to you. The only reason I didn’t do anything earlier is because she was afraid to reciprocate until last year.” Max didn’t hesitate to turn his back towards Lando as he moved to follow the younger of the twins outside.
“I’m going to check on her, and I don’t think we’ll be back. I guess we’ll see you back home after the race mate, good luck.” Max ignored his best friends calls as he jogged towards the exit. He’d never actually admitted out loud that he was in love with you before and now that he’d said it once he didn’t want to stop.
He could see your back as he ran to catch up with you. Your head was down as you walked towards the carpark. He couldn’t help but observe you as you made your way through the paddock, he could tell you were crying as your hands kept swiping at your face.
As soon as Max reached you his arm was around your waist, fingers settling onto the top of your hip. You relaxed into the familiar touch as he leaned in to kiss the side of your head. He was done hiding, Lando knew now so nothing would hold him back from showing you and everyone else how he felt about you. His muscles, previously tense, relaxed as your hand met his hip. Your tears were subsiding as Max whispered into your hair. You hesitated slightly as you reached the exit of the track, Max could already see the car Lando had rented for the two of you to share that weekend.
“We don’t have to leave, I’d understand if you want to stay.” His voice was soft as he swept your hair behind your shoulder again, soft lips meeting the spot behind your ear. You looked up at him as your hand twitched against his hip, a sad smile gracing your face.
“I can’t stay here, I don’t want to.” Your voice broke slightly as you fiddled with his other hand. Max nodded as he led you out of the gate. You wouldn’t say how much your brother’s words had hurt you, but Max could see it in your eyes as he kissed your cheek before getting into the car. He turned to you as you both settled in and he started the car.
“No matter what happens Y/N, I love you.” Max’s voice was soft as he watched you turn to him from the passenger seat. Your eyes were clouded again, this time matched with a wide smile as you stroked his cheek softly. “I love you too.”
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3 AM | max fewtrell
max fewtrell, my favorite race car driver, streamer, and walking meme. this is heavily inspired by 3AM by Russ.
summary: drunken nights in Ibiza followed by 3 a.m. texts. what could go wrong? (5k words)
warnings: suggestive, borderline smut, sexting, cursing, alcohol/drinking, mentions of being sick to stomach, lando being a shit
The pounding in my head matches the pounding on the door, and I try to groan as I bury my head deeper into the pillows. The groan barely makes it past my dry throat and cracked lips, and it makes my stomach roll as the pounding on the door continues. I huff as I throw the heavy blankets off, stumbling to the mahogany door with a hand over my eyes from the sun filtering into the room. I open it to be greeted by Luisa and Lando who by the looks of it have fared the night better than I have.
“God, you look like shit,” Lando comments, pushing past me and into my room. “It smells like vomit and broken dignity in here.”
Luisa makes a face to offset the brazen nature of her partner, and without her here, I would have punched Lando so hard he would have wished he never woke me up. She holds out her hands, giving me an electrolyte drink and a bottle of ibuprofen, and I graciously accept them from her. Lando laughs loudly at the burp that passes from me after one sip of the drink, and Luisa looks even more apologetic. God, I must really look like shit.
“Do you remember anything from last night?” her voice is gentle as I flop back on to the bed.
I dig through the hazy memories from last night, trying to piece together the bits floating around in my brain, “Last thing I remember is the shots with Kygo. Then, it’s blank until we got back last night. I don’t even know how I got in here, but I remember taking a shower.”
Lando lifts the damp towel from the corner of the bed, and Luisa elbows him despite her smile, “Well, at least you took a shower.”
“You seriously needed one after last night,” Lando starts, voice grating to my ears as my head still pounds. “You were literally a mess. I can’t believe you were all over Max like that. We literally dragged you back-”
Lando stops when Luisa elbows him harder this time, but she’s a second too late as I whip my head to glare at Lando, “I was what!?”
I immediately regret my quick moves as the pounding in my head turns in an all out seizing, and my stomach rolls. I close my eyes again, breathing in sharply through my nose to try to prevent the rising bile up my throat. It’s no use, and I’m stumbling for the bathroom. Lando covers his ears as I empty whatever is left in my stomach into the toilet, and Luisa holds my still damp hair back for me. She asks Lando to bring her the drink she brought me, and he obliges despite squeezing his eyes shut as he approaches. I lean back against the cool tile of the bathroom wall as Luisa crosses her legs where she sits perched on the edge of the bathtub.
“Ok, somebody please fill me in,” I squint my eyes as I take another sip of the bottle.
Lando leans against the doorway, glaring at me despite the smirk playing at his lips, “Do you remember dancing with Max last night?”
I rub my eyelids, feeling flecks of mascara that I didn’t completely remove fall on to my cheeks, as I dig through hazy memories of the thumping club. I remember dancing with Max, something that hadn’t been weird as we’ve been known to gravitate toward each other in the club after a few drinks. My brain sends flashes of the night before across my vision—drink in my hands, his hands on my hips, my backside clearly pressed to his hips. I nod my head, “Just a bit of cheeky dancing between friends, Lando. Nothing we haven’t done before.”
Luisa mumbles a gentle oh, dear as Lando pinches in between his brows, “Oh, you so don’t remember.”
“Please tell me I didn’t embarrass myself,” I groan, tipping my head back against the wall as my fingers continue rubbing my eyes. “Don’t let me touch tequila again on this trip.”
Luisa snaps her fingers at Lando, clearly trying to be the softer of the two, and she places a hand on my bent knee as her gentle voice fills the bathroom, “Well, you weren’t the only one embarrassing yourself. Max was rather, erm, into it, too.”
“Luisa, please just tell me what I did before I throw up again,” I groan, feeling my stomach rolling with the hangxiety already taking root.
Lando nudges his phone into my hand, and I wince as the pounding bass of the club nearly blows his phone speakers out. I’m even more mortified as I watch the video on the phone screen, and the two can see my cheeks turning red as I watch the moment play out. It’s so clearly Max and I just off to the side of the stage, my hand tucked behind his neck and fingers weaving through his hair as his head falls in the space between my collarbone and jaw. His hands are firm on my hips, tugging at the material of my dress as my hips sway with his. I practically shriek as last-night-me tips her head back to meet his lips, and suddenly, we’re full blown snogging in the club. I can hear our friends whooping and hollering in the video, and thankfully, the video stops before I have to witness much more of my drunken antics.
“We practically had to pull you off each other,” Luisa says quietly, voice gentle to keep me from making the situation appear worse.
“He was piss drunk, too,” Lando says as if it makes the situation any better. “Man was mumbling about you until he got to his room.”
“Please throw me off the boat today and proceed to hold me under,” I groan, eyes finally opening in the dim bathroom.
“Gladly,” Lando grins, laughing as Luisa reaches across to smack his arm. The two look at each other before turning back to me, and Luisa is sweeter, even with the smirk climbing her face, “We’re leaving in forty minutes for the boat. Maybe take another shower before you meet us?”
I’m thankful when I’m left alone again in my room, and I take a thorough shower this time—remembering every step compared to the night before. I stand under the stream of hot water for as long as I can bear it, and I step out when my head spins and stomach rolls. The white towel is huge as I wrap it around myself, and I start to feel a bit more human as I drink more from the bottle Luisa brought me. My phone buzzes on the granite counter, and my stomach drops when Max’s name pops up on the screen.
How are you feeling this morning?
I already asked Lando if he’d drown me on the boat later
Wowwww that bad huh?
I’ve never been more hungover in my life
I wait to say anything else, wondering which of us will be the first to bring up whatever happened last night between us. A text bubble pops up, and I’m grateful as we still tiptoe around last night.
No more tequila on this trip. Agreed?
I just gagged reading that. Absolutely agree.
Alright, make sure I stick to it. I don’t need a repeat of last night or this morning ever again.
Still sick?
Luisa brought me a drink and some medicine. Lando was acting so daft, but I couldn’t get anything out of him. Man is grinning like he knows something.
Right… I guess we were the drunkest last night.
Yeah…
He knows. Whether he remembers or he had an early morning debrief with Lando isn’t clear, but if one thing is clear, it’s that he knows what happened last night. I start typing, but my fingers quickly cease when I see a text bubble pop up from him. I wait with bated breath until his message appears.
I’m so sorry about last night. I feel like a right prick.
Wasn’t only you, Max. We were both drunk, and from the video, both very much at fault.
What video?
I groan as I toss my phone to the bed, cursing Lando as the phone dings again from Max.
Seriously what video
I’m going to kill him
You and me both
I’m a few minutes late to the lobby, and the group has already left while Luisa waits for me. She makes a comment that I look better than I did when she saw me earlier this morning, and she links an arm through mine as we exit the lobby. She lets me rant about Lando, and she holds back laughter as I tell her about Max texting me and revealing the existence of this video. When Lando helps us on to the boat, I threaten to throw him overboard. He just laughs as I pass and walk toward the deck. When I emerge around the corner, the group on the deck bursts into cheering and hollering, and Max buries his face in his hands as he groans for them to stop. I hold a middle finger up to the group, and they turn to laughter as Tom shakes Max by the shoulders. His face is bright red when he pulls his hands away, and I make sure to sit as far away from him as possible as I settle into the plush seating along the deck. As people take to the water, I remain on the rocking boat, fingers clutching the plush bench to keep from being sick again. I jump when something cold touches my arm, and my arm draped over my face falls back to my side.
“I figured you could use one,” Max says quietly, holding the dripping water bottle out to me. He glances over the side of the boat to make sure our friends aren’t paying attention to us.
I take the water bottle from his hands, cracking the lid before taking a sip. He watches me closely, eyes following my lips as they meet the edge of the cold bottle. I can feel my face burning red, and flashes of last night and the video pass through my mind again. He clears his throat as he looks away, pulling sunglasses back over his eyes as he leans into the plush bench.
“Thank you,” I say halfheartedly, eyes too busy watching him as he tips his head against the back of the plush seating. My eyes can’t help but drink him in, and while I’m secretly grateful for the white shirt on his torso, I curse the red board shorts that reveal more of his thigh than my brain can handle right now. His throat bobs as he takes a swig from his own water bottle, and I tear my eyes away to avoid embarrassing myself any further.
“I don’t want this to be weird, but after I nearly killed Lando, I made him show me the video,” Max mumbles out of caution. Our eyes meet beneath our sunglasses as we both look at each other’s face to see our reactions. Both of us are surprisingly calm, but my heart is hammering in my chest and palms starting to sweat. I nod my head for him to continue, “Jesus, we were a mess, yeah?”
I laugh quietly, nodding as I sit up from my lounged position. My leg brushes his as I adjust on the plush seat, “We were animals last night. We’ve been messy before, but not like that.”
The smile that creeps on his face makes some of my nerves over the situation dissipate, “Yeah, we’ve been messy before, but this was another level. I’ve never seen that side of you.”
“That drunk?” I laugh, leg brushing his again as I shift on the seat.
He shakes his head, voice hoarse as he leans in ever so slightly, “That confident.”
Any response I had ready dies on my tongue and words get lodged in my throat. Max stands to walk away, clearly aware of his words’ effect on me as my face burns red, and he turns around with a glance at me before he continues. His fingers wrap tighter around the bottle in his hand, and I want to slap myself for the way my eyes zero in on his white knuckles and nimble fingers. I’m grateful for the cold water bottle he brought me because I could use anything to distract me from the way his shorts cling to his thighs or how his curls sit perfectly imperfect on top of his head.
There are nonstop comments throughout the day, tiny digs or wiggling eyebrows, and I ignore them as best I can. My stomach still rolls with nausea, aggravated by the rocking of the boat, and, after my dicey encounter with Max, I spend most of the day lounging on the top deck with sunglasses over my eyes. Max doesn’t keep his cool as well—snapping on comments or yelling in his own defense. Every snap of his tongue is met with boisterous laughter, and I grin to myself on the empty deck, rolling over to get equal amounts of sun on my back as my torso. When I notice the red tinge on my skin clearly showing, I sigh as I make my way back toward the main deck to ask Luisa or Sav to put sunscreen on my back for me. I’m left mortified when I realize they’ve made their way back to the water, and Max is the only one around as he climbs up the ladder from his dip into the sea.
He doesn’t notice me at first as he shakes his hair with a beach towel, mussing his curls even more as they turn wild from the saltwater. His skin glows a deep tan in the setting Spanish sun, and water drips down his neck and back from his time in the sea beneath us. I force my eyes to look no further than the waistband of his board shorts because I’ll be utterly distracted by the way they cling to his muscular thighs. He sees me on the deck after a moment, skin beaming red and a bottle of suncream in my hands.
“You getting in?” he asks nonchalantly, trying to keep his eyes from tracing over my curves as flashes of the night before ping in his brain.
I shake my head, thankful for the sunglasses hiding most of my wandering gaze, “Still feel like shit and I’m not trying to get sick in the ocean right now.”
He grins, eyes hidden beneath his clear frames, “I barely made it back out.”
Silence lingers between us, each of us blatantly staring at the other. His teeth shine bright in the setting sun, and the orange glow makes his tan skin pop in contrast with his red board shorts. Our standoff borders on awkward as the silence stretches, and I realize it’s my turn to say something instead of continuing my gawking.
“I was looking for Luisa or Sav,” I motion to the bottle of suncream in my hand. “I’m already turning red, but I don’t want to get worse. I was going to ask them if they’d put more on my back.”
“Do you want me to?” Max asks, biting back the grin spreading on his face. His dimples briefly appear, “I mean, I don’t want you to end up sick with a burn now, too.”
“Max,” my voice trails off. I’m not sure what I was even going to say, and what should have been a warning—something saying maybe this wasn’t going to be a good idea—dies on my tongue.
His grin is full-fledged this time, dimples deep and canines on display, “No funny business. I promise.”
I huff, and without an answer, I pass him the suncream bottle. He takes it from my hand, our fingers brushing on the outside of the bottle, and I turn so my back faces him. He gathers my hair and moves it to one shoulder, and I bite the inside of my cheek when his fingers brush the base of my neck as he lays my hair flat. The bottle clicks as he opens the top, and I gasp slightly when the cool liquid touches my warm skin.
“Have you put this on at all?” he chuckles quietly, hands starting to rub the suncream into my red back. I take a sharp inhale through my nose before answering, trying my best to ignore his palms on my back, “Only once. I couldn’t get my back by myself.”
“Well, you could’ve asked earlier,” he says matter-of-factly, so focused on rubbing away the white cast that he is oblivious to my stifled breathing. “I gladly would have done it for you.”
“Gladly?” I smirk.
“Piss off,” he mumbles, but I can hear the smile as he speaks.
His hands glide in between my shoulder blades, and his fingers dip beneath the straps on my shoulders to cover the skin. He doesn’t miss the way my breath hitches this time, and I debate tossing myself into the water from here as his hands freeze. I can feel his breath on the back of my neck, and that combined with the sea breeze sends goosebumps across my skin. He whispers all done before moving my hair back for me, and I turn back around to face him. Even beneath his sunglasses, I can feel his eyes on me. I pluck the bottle from his hands, a slight smirk tugging at my lips, “Your turn.”
He is hesitant but obliges, turning so his back is toward me. My hands work the product into his skin, and just for good measure, my fingers glide along the ridge at the top of his shoulder. Tendons at the base of his neck tense at my touch, and I giggle airily, “You’re tense. Long night last night?”
He groans, “You know exactly why. What happened to no funny business?”
“Just a taste of your own medicine,” I grin, closing the cap on the bottle. He turns back toward me when he hears it, and he suddenly feels way closer to me than the night before. Our eyes meet beneath our sunglasses, and I can’t help but notice the orange glint of the setting sun the corner of his frames are catching. His dimples distract me, and he gains control of the situation at my distraction, “You’re going to lead us down a dangerous road.”
“Well,” I grin, turning away from him to head back toward the upper deck, “we’ll see who breaks first.”
“Oh, you’re trouble,” he groans while I’m still in ear shot, and despite the confidence I had faced him with, butterflies erupt in my stomach and my skin burns where his hands had been. This was going to be a long trip.
The white duvet is soft against my burnt back, and I’m grateful for the cold shower that eased some of the redness and refreshed me after a long day on the ocean. The sky is dark now, lights from the Ibiza clubs visible across the skyline, and I wonder which club most of the group had ended up at. I rejected the invite even with Luisa’s begging. After last night, I could use a night in a time out. Plus, I didn’t trust myself to be out knowing Max would be there. The last 24 hours have been proof I can’t keep my cool around him. I toss and turn in the bed despite the exhaustion, and my brain flashes the image of Max and the feeling of his fingers on my shoulders or back every time I close my eyes. I glance at the time on the phone—3:03 AM. Against my better judgment, I click on the messages app and click on his name.
Remember, no tequila tonight
Not expecting a response, I close out of the app to scroll on social media, and I’m surprised when my phone buzzes immediately with a response.
No worries, I ended up not going. Stayed in to avoid any temptations.
Temptations?
Why are you still up?
He avoids my question by asking his own, and I’m grinning at the phone as I hold it above my face.
Can’t sleep. I’ve got a lot on my mind.
Hmm, do enlighten me
I roll over in the bed, imagining him spread out in the same manner, grinning at his phone as it lights up his face.
Well, for starters my back is on fire. Turns out your suncream application isn’t impeccable.
I’ve got aloe I can bring to you. You might need some help putting it on though
Don’t think I can do it by myself?
I’d love to see you try
I gasp at his words, heart hammering in my chest. This is clearly heading down a dangerous path, and we’re running out of options to turnaround. My fingers hesitate over the keyboard, text bubble popping up on his screen as I mull over what to say. With a surge of confidence, I hit send.
You’d just love to see me needing a hand, wouldn’t you?
Depends what I’m helping out with
I can think of a couple things
Fuck
You have to be kidding me right now
My palms are sweating as a bubble appears and disappears a few times as he mulls over what to say now. I hold my breath as I wait for his third message to come through.
How burnt are you?
A thought grips me, and once it takes root, I’m powerless in fighting the lust making my brain hazy. I snap a picture in the dresser mirror next to the bed, pulling the hem of my big t-shirt just high enough that he can see my tan lines and shoulder blades in the ambient light of the room.
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Might need some help with that aloe if you’ve got any
Need help with anything else?
Is this a booty call, Max Fewtrell? I thought I was just asking my friend to put some aloe on my back for me…
Tell me not to come up, and I’ll know it’s not a booty call
My fingers are struggling to type the message that I should be sending—the one telling him this was a mistake, a fluke of confidence. He must watch my text bubbles popping up on his screen before disappearing, and after a few minutes, another message appears from him that makes my heart pound and hands freeze.
Don’t think and use your words. You have to tell me if you want something, love.
My breath hitches as I read his words, and I’m ever aware of the effect just his words have on me. The minute I let him in here, no matter my intentions, I’m going to crumble with him in my space and my brain clouded by lust.
Am I going to taste the alcohol on you?
Talking about tasting me now?
It’s cute you’re trying to put this off, love.
Don’t call me that, Max. I can’t think straight when you do.
Would you prefer something else? Baby? Pretty girl?
My brain melts reading the words on my screen. Pretty girl pings around in my brain on repeat, and warmth spreads through my veins as a pit in my stomach opens up.
I’m in 312.
Are you sure you want me to come up? There’s no going back if I do
Get your ass up here before I send you another picture for keeping me waiting
I see that he read the message, and I leap from the bed to make sure I look okay before he arrives at the door. Like Max said, there’s no turning back, so when he knocks on the door, I’m slow to open the mahogany panel. We stand there in silence, breaths heavy, as we drink the other in. I’m in just my large t-shirt and a pair of knickers, and Max is wearing gray sweatpants and a loose tee. I’m lost for words when I look up to his face, appreciating the curve of his jaw complemented by dark stubble and his greenish-gray eyes beneath his clear glasses. He sticks a hand out with the bottle of aloe before shutting the door behind him, and I laugh nervously as I walk back toward the bed with the green bottle in hand. The white duvet is warmer than I remember, and I pick my fingernails nervously as he slips his shoes off before approaching the bed.
“So, which is it?” he smirks, and I quirk my eyebrows at his question. “Love? Pretty girl?”
My breath hitches as the terms fall from his lips—they sound even better than I had imagined from his lips. His dimples appear, and I brush my loose bangs back from my red face, “They all work.”
“Good to know,” he notes, sitting on the edge of the bed carefully.
I can’t tear my eyes away from him, but he says nothing about my shameless stare as my gaze drinks him in. He reaches a hand out across the bed slowly, palm cupping my cheek and fingers grazing the junction between my jaw and my neck. I must look pathetic to him as he does it, doe-eyed and lips parted as I can’t focus on anything besides his touch. His voice is gentle as he speaks, “I’m not going to say anything to them about this. This is between us and only us.”
I nod my head, voice shaking when the pad of his thumb brushes across my bottom lip, “I’m so happy we stayed in tonight.”
He chuckles quietly, eyes dark as they watch me, “Best decision all week.”
It’s not long before my hips are slotted over his, fingers grasping at his hair as our mouths meet. No alcohol, as he promised, but something more addicting and something I was entirely not ready for. My body comes alive under his smoldering touch, and the minute he whispers a term of endearment into my hair, my brain short circuits and I forget how to speak anything but his name. The club becomes a distant memory, replaced with his shoulders beneath my hands and his thigh slotting between my legs. He laughs as his glasses slip down the bridge of his nose, and my fingers push them back toward his eyes despite the desperate pleas falling from my lips.
“Thank god we didn’t do this last night,” he huffs, staring at the ceiling. “I’d never forgive myself if I did this and didn’t remember.”
I can’t answer—lungs burning and brain foggy—so I just nod my head in agreement. He wraps an arm around my shoulders, pulling me into his side, and I’m grateful for his gentle care. Once we both catch our breath, and fatigue sets into my bones, we talk about random things, laughing and giggling like little kids rather than two friends who would have to address the line they crossed in the morning. I’m not sure what time we fall asleep, and while it was never my intention to have him stay the night, I stay wrapped in his arms all night.
The pounding on the door startles me, and when I wake up to check my phone for the time, I’m met with resistance as my hand hits a bare chest rather than my bedside table. Oh, fuck. I shake Max’s shoulders, and his eyes fly open. I hold a hand to his mouth, pointing at the door, and he mouths shit as he reaches for his phone.
“It’s me,” Lando says from the other side of the door, and my stomach nearly drops to my feet. “Have you heard from Max at all? We’re supposed to play golf, but I can’t get a hold of him.”
Our panicked gaze meets, and I clear my throat before answering, “Why would I have seen him, Lando? Didn’t he go out with you last night? Probably went home with some girl.”
Max pokes my side at my comment, and I bite the inside of my cheek to prevent laughter. We stay motionless in the bed, and I’m hyper aware of my naked chest pressed into his ribs as Lando stands on the other side of the door.
“He ended up staying back,” he says. “I assumed you two would have met up or something since you both stayed.”
As I think of a response, having trouble focusing as his arm slides down my back, Max’s phone starts to ring. On full volume. My stomach rolls, and even though Max reaches to silence it, it’s too late. Lando heard the ringtone on the other side of the door.
“Max Fewtrell, I know you’re in there!” Lando nearly yells, but we can hear the smirk on his face.
Max rubs between his eyebrows, sliding his thumb across the screen, “Hey, mate. What’s up?”
Once we’re both dressed in our clothes from the night before, I open the door slowly to see Lando and Luisa on the other side of the door. He must have texted her once he heard Max’s phone ringing in here. They take one look at our disheveled hair and the faint bruise on Max’s neck before high-fiving each other and laughing.
Lando snaps a quick picture of us standing next to each other, “Now this is too good.”
“All this for golf? Seriously?” Max scowls at his friend, ruffling his hair and adjusting his glasses. As he goes to leave, surely to answer more questions from his best friend, he turns to me, “We’ll go out tonight, yeah? Still got another round?”
Lando’s and Luisa’s jaws drop at his comment, and my cheeks turn red as I laugh, “See you later, Max.”
“Bye, love,” he grins, turning to Lando once he smacks him on the back of the head.
Once they’re out of earshot and I’ve thoroughly checked Max out as he disappears down the hallway, Luisa pushes herself into my room, “You have to tell me everything.”
“3 AM texts, Luisa,” I start, shutting the door behind her. “They can never mean anything good.”
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Good old classic like meeting his parents and brother and nanny?? Maybe showing you around the house and his childhood room, With max f🥺
Hello Anon! ❤️ i will admit that i got very caught up in the 'meeting the family part' , sorry about that. hope you like it regardless! ✨
Part of the Family - Max Fewtrell
gender neutral first person pov // 1245 words (thats a nice number) // no warnings. brothers being brothers, nervous reader, good old fluff
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“Babe, relax, there’s nothing to worry about.”
We drove through the suburb, and every time we passed a house, I wondered if the next one was the one that we’d stop at.
“That’s easy for you to say, they’re your family.”
I felt a hand quickly pat my thigh; I looked away from the window and to Max. He was dressed in his casual clothes but still wore his branded sunglasses – probably because they were the ones that he’d been able to find quickly.
“All you have to do is be yourself,” Max said as the car slowed down. “That’s the reason I fell in love with you.”
The car finally came to a stand-still.
“Are you ready?” Max smiled at me and my heart started to beat faster.
“As ready as I’ll ever be.”
Luckily for me, it was Theo who opened the door and not one of Max’s parents.
“Hey! Good to see you again!” He said, giving me a hug before stepping out of the doorway and inviting us inside.
There were noises and voices from further in the house and it hit me that I was really here. I was really about to meet Max’s family.
“Mum’s in the kitchen, and Dad and Sam are somewhere else,” Theo said as he led us.
I felt Max slip his hand into mine as we followed to the kitchen, which made me feel better.
“Theo, is that them?” Mrs Fewtrell’s voice resonated as we stepped into the room.
“Turn around and see for yourself.”
“Hey, don’t talk to Mum like that,” Max chastised his younger brother.
Mrs Fewtrell came to the doorway where we stood. She had the same kind eyes that Max had and the smile on her face was bright. You could tell she loved her family very much.
Max gave her a huge hug. He’d been telling me just earlier that there was nothing like his mum’s hugs – a place that always was inviting, even when he’d done something horrible.
Finally, it was my turn.
“Hello, Mrs Fewtrell, it’s lovely to meet you.”
“Oh please, love,” Mrs Fewtrell hugged me next and I instantly understood what Max meant. “Call me Louise. No need for such formalities with us.”
“Mum, we brought some biscuits. Can I just put them on the counter?”
Louise looked between us.
“Now why did you two do that?”
“My mother taught me that you shouldn’t show up to someone’s house empty handed,” I said, hoping that I hadn’t offended them. “So, I baked condensed milk cookies, they’re probably my favourites.”
“They really are very good, Mum,” Max said, now swatting Theo’s hand away from the container.
“They sound delicious!” Louise said with a smile. “We can have them with some tea after our meal.”
Quietly, I let out a sigh of relief. Maybe this wasn’t going to be as bad as I had thought it would be.
Meeting the rest of the family was a breeze. Sam, the eldest son was so similar to Max, it made me laugh, and the three brothers were easily amused among themselves. Mr Fewtrell gave me a warm welcome and promised to show me all the embarrassing video’s he had of Max in his younger days. When the Sam and Theo started teasing Max, their dad then threatened to show theirs as well, which promptly shut them all up.
“Come, now, time to eat! We can talk more at the table,” Louise ushered everyone into the dining room, stopping next to me to whisper. “You’d think for how much they love eating that they’d be eager to get to the food.”
I laughed at the truth in her words, thinking of how often Max would come home famished but wouldn’t eat until after he’d showered and asked about my day.
Together we sat at the table, Max next to me with a hand on my leg for comfort, and ate the delicious meal that Louise had prepared for us.
“So, has Max been giving you any trouble?” Sam asked from where he sat opposite me.
The cheeky grin was not lost on either myself nor Max, who threw a singular pea at his brother.
“Boys!” Paul’s voice was not loud but it was firm, and both of them apologised immediately.
“No, no trouble at all,” I said, still amused by the family antics. “Although he did almost forget my birthday.”
All eyes turned to Max who instantly jumped in to defend himself.
“I did not almost forget! The stuff I had planned originally fell through and I had to scramble to get something else!”
“Sure, Max, sure,” Theo teased before ducking as Max held up another pea.
Louise shook her head but was smiling slightly still.
“What have I always said about having backup plans?”
The Fewtrell family murmured their agreement to Louise’s words. I gave Max an apologetic look to which he quickly leant over and kissed my cheek, earning a cacophony of noise from around the table.
“Let me take those,” I said, quickly standing up and lifting the plates off the table.
Paul and Louise shared a look before I followed Louise into the kitchen and put the dishes on the counter
“Thank you, that was such a lovely meal.”
“No need to thank me,” she said. “I’m always happy to feed my family. Speaking of, are your family close by?”
“Sadly not,” I answered, feeling the slight pull in my chest like I always did when thinking about how far I was from them. “It’s just me here. Well, Max is here too I guess.”
“Well.” Louise moved to take my hands in her own. “If you ever need anything, you let us know. I’ll tell Max to give you my number, call me whenever you need me.”
My heart felt full to the brim by her words. My voice caught in my throat as I barely managed a ‘thank you’.
While everyone was waiting for the kettle to boil, Max snuck me upstairs and through the first door on the left.
“Tada, my childhood bedroom. Please don’t judge me.”
The bed was covered with Ferrari themed covers, and amongst the pillows I spotted one well loved teddy bear. There were models of cars and planes on the shelves and trophies from his first karting events. On the notice board above the desk, an old school announcement was pinned into the chalk, next to a photo of a very young Max and Lando.
I looked at everything, taking in all the details. All the things that had made Max the person he was today. Gently, I took this teddy bear off the bed.
“And this little guy?”
Max’s ears and cheeks flushed pink.
“Hmmm, you’ve found Senna-Bear.”
“Senna-Bear? Like…”
Max nodded before I could finish and I giggled.
“He’s very cute.”
I felt Max’s arms sneak around my body and his head on my shoulder.
“He was a good friend to have. A piece of home when we travelled.”
We stood like that for a little while, lost in our own thoughts until a voice called out loudly from downstairs.
“Oi, love birds!” Theo yelled. “Kettle’s boiled!”
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“So,” Max said after we had waved goodbye and climbed into his car. “As bad as you thought it’d be?”
I shook my head.
“No, it was great. Your family is amazing. I’d love to be a part of it someday.”
Max smiled widely.
“I’d love that too.”
#honestly#this ended up being much longer than i thought it would be#i think it's the sibling dynamics#i love just having siblings be siblings#hope you liked it Anon ❤️#max fewtrell fanfic#max fewtrell x reader#Mouse Writes#ThatKindaVibe
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Dinner - Part Two
Series Title : Younger Sister
Summary: Lando takes you out to dinner with some of the other drivers and he picks up on your nervous habit.
Pairing/s: Oliver Bearman x Norris!Reader, Lando Norris x Sister!reader , Grid x Norris!Reader
Warning/s : Mentions of anxiety and food
Word Count : 1.5k
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Lando had convinced you to go out to dinner with him and some of the other drivers that he was close with. Which just happened to be most of them. Lando was now walking around the hotel room, waiting for you to finish getting ready.
“Y/N can we please leave?” He whined, throwing his phone on his bed again
“Wait a second. I can’t get this earring in” Lando rolled his eyes, throwing himself back on the bed, obviously bored of waiting.
“Okay we can go now” You smiled
“About fucking time. Let’s go” He got up walking out of the hotel room. You followed behind him trying to keep up with him and his stupidly large steps.
“Lando please slow down” you whined, and he stopped walking in front of the elevator, pressing the button.
“Or just walk faster” He shrugged, and you shoved him.
“Lando please. I don’t want us to do this thing again” you whispered, stepping into the elevator as it arrived. Lando looked over at you
“Y/N I’m sorry. I didn’t think about that” Lando wrapped his arms around you tightly.
“You owe me dessert” you muttered, and he chuckled as the doors to the elevator opened again, and you walked out with Lando’s arms still around your shoulder. Lando unlocked his car, and you got into the passenger seat. You and Lando sang along to whatever song came on the radio, your little disagreement long forgotten.
Getting out of the car, Lando walked in front of you into the restaurant, playing with your fingers. You bumped into his back when he stopped at the welcome table. Lando rested his hand on your shoulder as he led you over to the table where there were at least twelve drivers and some girlfriends.
Lando sat down, and you sat down next to him. Lando instantly joined in on a conversation and picked up the menu. Pierre’s girlfriend Francisca introduced herself to you as she sat next to you. She gently rubbed your arm with a smile
“I promise the more you’re around these people, the less intimidating they get. Have you seen anything you want to eat?” She smiled politely, and only now had you realised that you hadn’t even looked at the menu since you got here. Obviously, you looked before you left the hotel room
“I haven’t looked at the menu yet” you replied, and she nodded
“The spaghetti is really nice if you’re looking for suggestions” She smiled, and you picked up the menu, looking at it. Lando caught your eye as the waitress took everyones drink orders
“Are you planning on going to university?” Charles asked from the other side of the table
“Not just now. I want to follow Lando around the world for a little bit. School is fun but travelling sounds like more fun” You smiled, and he nodded
“I think you’ll love travelling” He smiled. The waitress came back with your drinks and took the food orders. Only ordering a main and dessert, both of which where you go to meals wherever you go to eat.
“No starter?” Lando asked, and you shook your head
“There’s nothing safe” you muttered, and he nodded, rubbing your arm. Lando knew exactly what you meant. There was nothing on the menu that tasted the exact same wherever you ate, and most of it you had never tried before. Lando joined back in with conversations with other drivers as you took the time to look around the restaurant, taking in the decorations.
The lights were dim, which made it quite relaxing. There were plants dotted around the restaurant that looked fake, but they ranged from succulents to pretty flowers. On the table there was little lanterns with some fake tea lights inside and in the middle of all the tables that were pushed together ,a bouquet of flowers, they were fake but beautiful with flowers like roses, carnations, eucalyptus and gypsophila all in a colour scheme that matched the restaurant.
“So Y/N any fun childhood stories of Lando?” Pierre asked, and you nodded
“He once sent me to the hospital” you shrugged, catching Lando rolling his eyes. Max laughed, already knowing the story because it actually happened during lockdown while Lando was gaming with both Max’s and some of Quadrant.
“That’s not a childhood story” Lando exclaimed
“I was still a child when it happened!” You replied, turning to look at him
“Not a childhood story”
“You were twenty. I was like fifteen. Childhood” You argued back
“Okay. What happened, though?” Carlos asked, now interested in whatever had happened.
“Go on then. You brought it up” Lando pushed, and you rolled your eyes
“So during lockdown well, it was kinda just after lockdown while you lot were waiting for racing to start again. Lando was gaming and I went in with some snacks for him and to annoy him but he wasn’t happy that I disturbed his game so he pushed me and I fell because I have no balance and I fell into his glass cabinet” You explained and Lando pushed your arm
“You make it sound so dramatic” He rolled his eyes
“You cut my arm open! It was dramatic. Glass and your stupid helmets aren’t soft to land on” The dutchman on the other side of the table was still laughing as was George Russell who had actually been one person to ask if you were okay after Lando sent you flying. Now, you all laughed about the story.
“Any other stories?” Alex asked, and you nodded
“There’s many. Not enough time to tell them all” You were thankful that the food showed up and being high performance athletes they all instantly started eating their starters.
Ollie, who was at the end of the table next to Liam Lawson, both looked like they had been dragged here by their team members. They were both driving in Free Practice one which is why you assumed they were there. Ollie and Liam were in their own conversation, much like most of the drivers around the table. You didn’t feel like you knew anyone enough to join in on the conversations.
Lando soon brought you in on the conversation between him, Oscar, and Lily, but you now had to sit and try and figure out what they were talking about. Ah, being at school while connected to F1. Lily explained her experience of random people asking her for her autograph.
“Any experience like that Y/N?” Lily asked, and you shook your head
“I actually hid everything about Lando up until graduation when he showed up at it. When he got into F1, I changed my phone wallpaper to a subtle picture of the two of us. Blocked Lando’s main from my instagram following until like the last week of school. I did everything to hide it. Not because I’m embarrassed or anything, just I’m a lot more introverted than Lando” Lily nodded in understanding
“It’s not easy. I bet everyone freaked out at graduation” She chuckled, and you nodded
“Our sixth form group chat really blew up when everyone spotted him just sitting there. At first no one knew who he was there for until he got a bit too excited when my name was called then the group chat blew up even more especially with the girls who just wanted to date him. The fans were too shocked to do anything” You laughed
“Then Ollie followed me, so the sixth form group chat blew up even more to the point I had to mute it” Ollie looked up as you said his name, and you smiled over
“I follow you as well” Oscar added, and you nodded
“Yeah but one you’ve got a girlfriend and two you’re still kinda new to the sport” You shrugged, and he nodded
“Fair enough” He shrugged as the main meals arrived. You started to eat yours but soon realised that it wasn’t as good as you thought it would be or maybe that was just the nerves of eating in front of so many new people. Lando’s arm rested on the back of your chair as he rubbed your shoulder. You turned to look at him, and he gave you a soft smile
“Are you okay?” He asked quietly, nudging his head towards your plate
“Just not too hungry” you replied, and he nodded.
Soon, you were back in the hotel laying on your bed as Lando sat on your bed
“Are you sure everything's okay? You don’t have to travel with me” Lando turned to look at you
“I think it was just anxiety. I don’t know anyone too well yet” you replied, and he nodded
“Okay well I promise I’ll help you get to know everyone. I think Ollie seemed happy to help you meet everyone” He smiled, and you looked down
“Yeah, I’m sure he would probably” You smiled, and he nodded, moving back to his own bed. You went back to texting Ollie secretly
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New Year, New Us | Max Fewtrell
english is not my first language
word count: 651 words
request from @aestheticf1: one with a drunk max fewtrell
warnings: alcohol, suggestive smut
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You were invited to a New Years' champagne and shackles party by your best friend. You didn’t know many others, but he insisted you came. Of course, you didn't mind, you rather spend time with friends than with your parents back home. After all, it has been a long time since you last saw Max. Which maybe was unfair to him, but you weren't ready yet.
Everyone was already a few drinks in when you arrived. As the door opens you are met with the boy you assume was Max's housemate. “Hi I’m Lando, and you must be Y/N!..” You nod your head as you shake his hand “..Come in, we already started.” Lando says as he shoves a champagne glass into your hands. You try not to overthink the situation and hide in the corner, so you walk into the kitchen and you're not surprised when you see Max. He had already gotten rid of his glass and grabbed the champagne bottle. After the last time you saw him, things became very tense between the two of you. Although he was the one who invited you, he slightly started to regret his own decisions as he saw his own reflection in the window. He wasn’t pissed yet, but he wasn’t thinking clearly either.
As the night continues, more champagne bottles were opened and downed within seconds. You had deliberated with yourself that you would make new friends tonight, but instead of mingling with the others, you had only eyes for Max. You two sat very close to each other and didn't even take notice of the others around you. You would giggle, as his hands tried to grab at you every chance he got. You were slightly tipsy, but Max was definitely feeling himself. Wherever he went, you followed him like a lost puppy as he introduced you to his friends. You weren't paying much attention to what was said, because his hand was now on your lower back, touching your bare skin as you are wearing a backless dress. Not once did he move his hand, unless it was to lower it. It was getting closer to midnight and, luckily, all his friends were starting to get too drunk or too occupied to see the two of you slowly slip away and sneak upstairs.
"Hurry," Max says as you stumble up the stairs trying to get rid of your heels. He was shifting his leg to try and hide the boner that became noticeable in his khaki trousers. Your dress wasn't even that revealing, but the way it defined your curves and the small slit on the side made it unbearable. You laughed as the anxiety ruins over Max's face as he hears someone in the hallway downstairs. You take one last swig from the bottle you took upstairs and start to undo his trousers. You feel your cheeks fill with flush, as you realize you're about to finish some undone business. "Not here" he hissed against your neck, almost unable to wait any longer. He leads you to his bedroom, not leaving your lips for one second.
As you close the door behind you, you feel his warm cheeks glow against yours and his hands slip around your waist. He spins you around, pushes you against the door and his lips crush onto yours. You could taste the champagne all over his mouth, but you didn't mind. “What if someone hears us?” You question in between the kisses. "They won't" Is all that he said before clothes started to fly around the room and the kisses moved from your lips to your neck as he slowly made his way down.
"Not so fast.." he suddenly says as you push your hips against him, ready to take him in. "..Happy New Year, babe."
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Blinding Light
Since his best friend moved to Monaco, he always went there everytime he could. It was something quick, taking a plane and landing on Nice, then taking a train and going to Monaco, or Lando picking him up and going to him to his apartment.
He loved going there, feeling like if it was a small rest on his week, staying on a spare room and going to the golf club the next day. He even liked to play some video games with him on his gaming room that now has a simulator thanks to Lando's brother.
But lately, the reason he was going to Monaco wasn't to see his friend. It was to try to find that girl he saw once. The girl that drove him crazy a whole night and never saw again.
It was a hot day in Monaco, just as in England. Lando asked him and the rest of their friends to go to Monaco to spend some days with them, planning of going to the golf club, to the beach and even renting some cars and doing a trip around.
The day he landed on Nice, he was alone. Tom, Martin and Oliver were going to arrive the next day. When he walked out if the airport he sighed looking around with no sign of Lando's car around.
"Fucking muppet" he frowned looking at his phone, a text Lando sent minutes ago saying he couldn't make it to the airport in time and asking him to go on train there.
He walked where the trains were waiting, running to buy a ticket and then going to the train as fast as he could before it disappeared. He was holding his suitcase, not noticing how a girl that was passing by and crashing on her.
"Ow..." she groaned when she fell on the floor, rubbing her butt. "You have two eyes to use them, you know?"
He was surprised. The first thing he wanted to do was help her stand up, but she already was doing it before he offered her his hand.
"I'm sorry" he frowned, but she just walked away to the same train he was going to catch.
Max sighed, getting inside the train and sitting on the chair he had assigned after placing his suitcase on the shelves on top of the chairs. Then he saw that girl again, looking at her ticket and then around.
"Please don't sit with me, please don't sit with me" he begged internally, looking at his feet.
He heard how her steps stopped and sighed relieved, looking up again. But how unlucky he is, noticing that she was sitting next o him at the other side of the train.
"How nice" he thought, sarcastic, burying himself on the seat and deciding that the best he could do now was listen to music to distract his mind.
The journey to Monaco wasn't long, it was only some stops before he had to stood up and grab his suitcase if he didn't want to miss the stop. He had it planned, some minutes before the speaker announced the arrival to Monaco, he would stand up and take the suitcase calm, walking towards the door.
But the moment he saw her standing up too and putting her backpack on her shoulders, he swallowed thickly, paying attention to his movements and making sure he doesn't fuck up again. And because of that reason he nearly missed the stop.
When he walked out he saw her disappearing behind the corridor doors, walking away with that ponytail and that summer dress. After that moment, he never saw her again, something that made him really relieved.
But the rest of the day was like if something was stuck in his brain. Those words were repeating again and again in his head, making him feel more stupid as time went by. He couldn't even listen to Lando thanks to that woman that insulted him and a really intelligent way.
"Earth to Max, you here?" Lando smirked waving his hand in front of his eyes.
"Uh? Ah, yeah, yeah" he frowned shaking his head, the image of that woman disappearing from his mind. "A little tired, that's all"
A party. Yeah, maybe that's what he needs. Distract himself and drink, have fun with his friends.
The plan was perfect. They were going to the club on a cab, because they were planning to drink. Lando already reserved a VIP zone, a big menu of drinks and even asked the DJ to let him play something. It was a night to have fun.
But still, that summer dress was playing with his mind. Those words were disturbing him.
"Oi, blind man" he heard close to him, making him look around to find that smirk.
"You" he frowned.
"I couldn't imagine I could find you here" she said smirking. "I didn't knew blind people can come to clubs"
"I-" Max frowned looking at her surprised. "I'm not blind!"
"You are not? Then which finger am I showing you?" she smirked, showing her the middle finger of her right hand.
"Oi, that's rude" Max exclaimed laughing, making her laugh too. "I'm Max"
She smiled and held his hand, shaking it and stepping close to him to whisper her name on his ear, just pulling away fast and making him breathe her perfume with her movement: something fruity, then floral and then vanilla. All in one.
That scent got stuck on his nose the rest of the night. He tried to find her again, going to the dance floor and looking to the bar. He tried to get close to some girls that had the same hair as her, but she wasn't there.
"Max, are you okay?" Lando asked him patting his back, smiling a little drunk already.
"Oh yeah, I'm fine" he nodded, his eyes scanning the crowd again.
"Did you lose something?" he smirked.
"A girl that calls me blind" he thought.
Then he saw her again, and whatever Lado was telling him just got mute, everything he could focus on was her smile and how she was dancing with a group of girls and a man behind her, getting too close to her.
"Hold on" Max frowned, leaving his drink on the table and walking towards her, having a better view of how that man was rubbing himself against her while she tried to push him away. That made his blood boil. How can someone be that disgusting?
"Hey babe" he said quickly, maybe the alcohol helping him to talk confident. "Here you are, I have been searching you for a while already"
She looked up at him, shocked, but soon that gaze turned relieved after recognizing him. She leaned against him when Max wrapped an arm around her waist, looking at the man frowning.
"Can you explain me what were you doing with my girl?" He frowned, holding her closer and looking at that guy. If looks could kill, he would be already six feet under ground.
He didn't have an answer sicne the gross man walked away groaning. Max'hand didn't leave her waist, and she just smiled, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"That definitely proofs that I'm not blind, hm?" he smirked looking at her.
"Oh yeah, definitely" she laughed standing close to him.
The rest of the night he was with her. He didn't though about Lando at the other side of the club, who maybe was searching for him or that already went home after having too much drink for himself. But Max didn't care to be left behind, he was with her, dancing and having fun, standing close and never daring to kiss each other even if their eyes were begging the other to do that.
It was the moment he walked with her to the door of her hotel when he took the first step, cupping her cheeks and connecting their lips on a kiss. He could smell her scent, that sweet scent he couldn't stop thinking about during the night.
"Come with me" she whispered on his lips, not wanting to pull away.
And he went with her. Of course he went, it was like if she put a spell on him, maki g him follow her lime a lost puppy needing protection.
She was so beautiful, so absurdly beautiful on top of him, moving slowly while he ran his hands on every inch of her skin, wanting to memorize every mark, every curve, how her skin shines with the sweat, how her breasts fit perfectly on his palm. How the hell someone as her can fit him so perfect?
"Max" she moaned in his ear, and the way she said it got stuck forever on his mind.
The next morning she wasn't there in the bed. He woke up alone, with the memory of his missing half and the scent of her perfume on his skin and clothes.
It was a nice day. He went with Lando to the golf club with Alex and Charles and after that they just went to a restaurant to have lunch all together.
Max felt like that day was different, special. Something inside of him was telling him that something good will happen that day, and that kept him anxious, awake, in alert. Maybe he will have a call telling him that he will drive again? Or that one of his kittens peed on his bed. Maybe it's something insignificant and he's anxious for nothing.
"Mate, are you okay?" Lando frowned. "I swear, every time you come here is like you are at the edge of a panic attack"
He laughed nervous, brushing away what his friend said, and focused on his lunch.
And then he heard it. That voice, that laugh. He looked up and was immediately blinded by the sun.
"Hey, blind man" she said looking at her side, finding the man she bumped into months ago.
"This time I'm blinded" he laughed. "By your light"
"How cute" she smiled looking at him, biting her lip.
"What the fuck?" Lando gasped confused. "Who are you and what you did with my best friend?"
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Happy birthday fewts! 🥳 love you bae 😚
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SILLY GOOFY GAMER | LN4
pairing: lando norris x f!reader
summary: max decides to expose your drunk thoughts during lando's stream
warnings: alcohol, but not really?
you woke up to screams, with a pounding headache, now what the fuck was up with that, and this was definitely not your bed.
"why am i in max's bed," you asked as the heads of both said max and your boyfriend lando whipped to look at you where you were now propped up on your elbows, glaring at both the boys for the volume they were currently at.
"because you refused to go to bed with lando last night so he just put you in here and i took the couch," max explained as lando laughed at you, welcoming you into his arms as you got up and wrapped yourself around him, still hungover from whatever night you had had the night before.
"are you on stream?" you asked as you turned your head to look at the monitors in front of you.
"yeah, max got bored but we wanted to keep an eye on you so we just streamed in here," lando explained as he brushed your hair out of your face.
"yeah and you guys are fucking annoying," you grumbled, burying your head into lando's neck as he rubbed your back soothingly, almost luring you back to sleep.
"you had a party last night y/n, i don't know who let you have that much alcohol, but it was a funny sight," max said laughing at your disoriented figure.
"i don't know either, but i'm surely regretting it," you continued to grumble, just wanting to not have a headache anymore, "i didn't do anything bad did i?"
lando and max turned to look at each other and smirked, you didn't like the look of that.
"did i fucking fight someone," you questioned alarmed, eyebrows now raised in a rather violent questioning glance at the two boys.
both boys bursted out laughing while lando shook his head no, "no baby, you just lost your memory and forgot i was your boyfriend."
max had to breathe because of how hard he was laughing before trying to get his next words out, "lando literally went to go try to grab your hand to take you outside and you slapped him and told him to fuck off."
your jaw dropped as you turned to lando who was trying to stifle his laughter through his hand that wasn't currently wrapped around you.
"we managed to wrangle you into the car while you were grumbling about missing your boyfriend when he was literally right next to you the entire time," max said while he laughed some more at the face you currently held.
"i didn't hurt you did i," you asked grabbing your boyfriends face to turn it from left and right to see if you left any damage.
"no, i'm okay my love," lando said, looking at you with adoration as you held his face in your hands.
"what do you mean i refused to go to bed with lando," you asked turning to max.
max giggled again before answering with a smirk on his face, "lando was trying to get you ready for bed and into your bed when you claimed that he was a stranger and that you would only go to bed with your boyfriend and so he had to tell you my room was our guest room and you just face planted in my bed after he managed to get you in comfortable clothes."
"oh my gosh," you said while hiding your face into your boyfriend's neck.
both the boys laughed at you while you mumbled out a small, "never let me drink again."
"noted," was all she got as she pulled herself up to stand to get herself together and ready for the day, leaving the boys to be obnoxious to the twitch stream.
boy will she never be going out again with them.
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The Infamous Stream (LN4)
Summary: When Max streams and the chat goes wild for Lando and Y/n’s sappy love
Warnings: really nothing yall have at it (except for like one minor insinuation to sex? But its literally like two words tbh)
"Don't mind Y/n and Lando behind me. They fell asleep on my bed after being here for an hour." Max's voice cut through Y/n's unconscious state. Slowly, her mind noted Lando's chest against her forehead and his arms wrapped securely around her. His chest rose and fell at a slow pace and his lips rested right at the top of her head, slightly kissing her hair. If it wasn't for his hands refusing to let her go and the warmth that radiated off his body, Y/n would have gotten up and out of her sleeping position once her brain comprehended that Max wasn't speaking to himself, but to his chat on his stream. With his hoodie engulfing her body, she snuggled further into her boyfriend and tightened her arms around his neck.
"When they wake up, I'm going to tell them about all of you in here going crazy for boyfriend Lando." Max's booming laugh seemed to wake the boy in Y/n's arms as his arms around her tightened and the pressure of his lips against her head lessened.
Seeming to think she was still asleep, Lando whispered, "Quiet down, Max. You're gonna wake her up."
From her position against his chest, Y/n groggily murmured, "No, I'm awake."
Lando's hand came up to cradle the back of her head as she moved to look up at him, "How did we even fall asleep?" Her eyebrows furrowed together and Lando smiled down at her, finding her adorable moments after she had woken up from a nap.
Max chuckled, "Maybe because my bed is so comfortable."
Lando's eyes met Max's over Y/n's head, watching as the chat absolutely blew up over the couple, "No way, Y/n's bed is way more comfortable. She has one of those memory foam mattresses and everything."
"And how would you know that?" Max wiggled his eyebrows at the couple as Y/n blushed and stuffed her face back into Lando's chest.
Lando groaned as his head pulled back, "You wanker."
Finally, Y/n decided it was time to end the cuddling session that was being broadcast to thousands, so she pulled away from her boyfriend and hopped off the bed. However, she couldn't escape from the room quick enough seeing as Max ushered her and Lando over.
"Come on, you guys have got to see these comments." With Lando getting up from the bed and Max's hand hastily waving her face, Y/n took a closer look at the words rapidly appearing on the screen.
Lando_norizz
There is no way I just witnessed that sweet moment for free.
F1-loveeee
CAN WE PLZ TALK ABOUT THE PLACEMENT OF LANDOS HANDS??? IM SCREAMING
emma.loves.racing.
They're so priv abt their relationship i feel like i just watched something so intimate
landoismysoulmate
I have never in my life been so incredibly devastated to see two people be so happy and in love
Other comments continued to come in, but Y/n could only read a few. Each of them made her smile as fans talked about how happy Lando looked to be with her. The couple had decided early on that they would keep the majority of their time together private and to themselves, so Y/n could gather that the lovey-dovey moment everyone just witnessed was something entirely foreign. She wouldn't mention that Lando was an incredibly clingy boyfriend who always wanted to be near her or touching her whenever they were in close vicinity to one another and she definitely wouldn't mention that usually their cuddling sessions turned not-so-innocent after an hour or two. All she could do was smile up at the man who was already staring at her like she hung the stars and the moon just for him.
All of a sudden, Lando was hysterically laughing beside her as he pointed to a comment that was quickly disappearing behind all the other chats being sent in. Luckily, she was able to read the words before they were lost and when she did, she couldn't help but join her boyfriend in his hysterics.
Landohasnorizz
Lando heard the nickname lando norizz and said hold my beer
It was a sweet comment and Y/n was grateful the two weren't being bombarded by hateful remarks like some of the other drivers on the grid had to go through when they went public. One of the reasons why Lando had been so hesitant to announce her identity to the rest of the F1 world was because of all the potential hate she could get. However, after years together they realized they couldn't just keep it all a secret when they were likely to get married and live out the rest of their days together.
As if to cut through her overwhelming thoughts, Lando's hand came to rest around her waist as he smiled down at her and said, "I have no rizz. I really don't know how I got so lucky."
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Please send in request for any of these people, i'm trying to write but kinda lacking inpiration
To the people who have already sent in requests, I will get to them I promise, thank you so much for being patient
Lando Norris
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