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Bruised - LN

Summary: Y/n manages to get herself in a tangle in a Quadrant karting video and Lando doesn't exactly handle it well.

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"I think this is going to be fun." Y/n grins as she changes in the little make shift changing room while on call to Lando since he can't be there for the video.

"Baby, ribs! Rib protector please." Lando stresses watching her about to pull on the upper half of the suit.

"I'm going to be fine. Stop panicking." Y/n dismisses then grinning. "Will and Max think you've given me some secret lessons or something."

"I mean you did get on the karts in Bahrain." Lando hums before sighing. "I'm sorry I'm not there."

"Don't be silly. I'm happy being here and you have things to do. Everyone understands." Y/n promises earning nod as she puts the rib protector on. "I'm not going to lie. This isn't the most comfortable thing to wear."

"Y/n? You ready?!" Max asks knowing on the door making her smile and pick up her phone as she moves outside.

"So ready." Y/n grins making the Brit smile while she turns looks back at her phone. "Alright, I'll talk to you after and let you know how it goes."

"Please be careful and don't...get too competitive like you usually do. Half of them don't kart and definitely don't expect you to be as good as you are." Lando states hating how he sounds when he says it, but it's almost definitely true.

"How rude. I'll have to safely teach them a lesson. Ok, love you bye."

"Love you too."

-

"Lando is going to kill us. He doesn't get mad...very often." Max groans then pinching the bridge of his nose as he slumps back. "He's going to kill me specifically."

They're sitting in A&E following y/n managing to spin, and then flip her kart absolutely smashing her chest off the steering wheel. Max has never seen her cry, and after witnessing it once, he's certain he never wants to see it again.

"She'll be alright mate." Will states though even he, not knowing y/n very well, could tell she was in a serious amount of pain.

Another 30 minutes later, y/n is walking out with a nurse and a bag that looks to be medication of some sort but her eyes are still bloodshot.

"Hey, what's the verdict?" Max asks as they quickly standup.

"Bruised sternum, one cracked rib. A little ache in her neck to keep an eye on, we couldn't find anything in the tests but obviously we want to be careful with necks." The nurse smiles sadly. "Plenty of rest and taking it easy for a good few weeks with some painkillers. She'll be alright."

"Oh great. Thank you." Will nods with a smile before the nurse leaves and he looks at Max. "Lando is going to kill us. I was hoping there'd be a couple bruises and she was just being dramatic from some shock."

"How you feeling?" Max asks looking at y/n while smiles.

"Ok at the moment, they gave me some pretty intense drugs to take the pain away...I couldn't stop moving from the pain and they needed me to stay still for the scans and stuff." Y/n mumbles earning a nod from the older man. "I assume you guys haven't told Lando?"

Suddenly it dawns on Max that having waited to tell Lando will also earn annoyance from his childhood friend.

"I'll handle it. I think hearing from me is going to be better."

"He's going to freak out." Max sighs making her smile sadly at him since as much as she wants to pretend he won't. Lando definitely will.

"How bad is a bruised sternum?" Will asks making Max look at him with a grimace and y/n seem to think.

"I felt like someone was stabbing my chest everything time I took a breath in." Y/n states honestly making Will pull a face. "But right now it feels fine...they got me on some good stuff in there."

As they step out, y/n decides she wants to lie down so Will lets her take the passenger seat and recline it before she picks up her phone which had been left in the car anyway, actually along with both Max's and Will's phones since in the rush to help her into he hospital they just didn't think to grab them. Clearly Lando senses something is off because she's got 13 messages and a missed call.

"Hey, baby." Y/n greets as he picks up on the first ring.

"Hey. One sec. I just need to get to my room." Lando mumbles clearly having been caught mid conversation and exiting in order to speak to his girlfriend. "What's going on why was no one answering me?"

"I...crashed pretty hard so Will and Max had to take me to the hospital-I'm fin-"

"You crashed?! Why did no one tell me? And why was it so bad you needed to go to hospital?" Lando asks the annoyance immediately obvious and his volume can be heard by both Max and Will. "Are you ok?"

"A little roughed up...bruised my sternum and cracked a rib. But I'm fine. They got me on the good painkillers and sent me away with some to keep taking since...well a bruised sternum actually hurts pretty bad." Y/n explains wincing just at the memory of the pain she was in. "I'm still catching my flight back to you tonight, don't worry."

"Yeah, tell him I'll be coming with you to make sure you're alright on the flight." Max states since he feels bad.

"You're a braver man than me." Will comments earning a small smile from y/n.

"Tell him to bring the footage, I want to see exactly what happened."

"Hey, don't get like that. Max wasn't even on track, I did it completely on my own...I don't know how I did it. But It was all me." Y/n states trying to make Lando calm down but he won't until he sees her in person. "Look we'll have to go. But I'll see you soon."

-

Landing in Nice, Y/n is actually getting on a flight for the next race weekend with Lando since that was always the plan.

"Careful. Careful! The painkillers from the hospital are starting to wear off and the ones they gave me haven't kicked in yet." Y/n hisses when Lando tries to march over and check her injuries.

"Fuck sake, y/n." Lando sighs making her smile lightly.

"I'm sorry. I really don't know what happened." Y/n pouts making him huff before he looks at Max. "Be nice, he ran out to me as soon as it happened and he carried me and yelled at the doctors when they wouldn't let him come in."

Lando grumbles a little but moves over to his friend and sighs handing the keys to the car to him.

"You can stay at my place. Don't wreck it." Lando states than pausing. "Thanks for coming with her and taking care of her...She's very adamant it's her fault and you took care of her so I owe you."

"I'll let Will know we're not going to die." Max laughs earning a smile. "Alright, go on. I'll make sure your car gets back safe."

"Thank you-sorry for freaking out it's just-"

"I get it. I freaked out when it happened...are you sure you want the footage?"

Lando hesitates looking back at y/n who is talking to the flight attendant for the jet.

"No. I do want to see it, but maybe once she's healed."

"I'm surprised you're still taking her."

"Oh she'll be camping out in the hotel. I just want her close." Lando states with a small frown. "We do have to go, but we'll catch up properly later yeah?"

They do exchange a quick hug before Lando moves over to y/n and smiles kissing her.

"Let's go...I am going to get you to relay everything the doctors said." Lando states earning a nod.

Y/n looks at Lando with a small smile before they climb up into the jet with y/n blowing Max a kiss before she disappears inside.

The bruise on her sternum has started to really appear and it's almost black.

"Baby..." Lando grimaces making her pout since actually she is a little overwhelmed. Everything suddenly catching up to her. "Does it hurt?"

"A little but...it just...I don't know. I hate that it happened." Y/n sniffles before moving to hug him but Lando moves back.

"Hold on, if you lie down and I'll lie with you, I just don't want you to make it worse if the pain gets worse." Lando states earning a nod.

A bruised sternum can be a pretty common injury in karting, not like it is any less serious but in bad crashes or accidents it can happen.

Y/n does fall asleep and Lando can't help but spend the whole flight just watching her breathe, too worried about her to be able to settle and rest especially with the knowledge that it does hurt like hell if those painkillers wear off and he wants to be able to jump at the ready when that happens.

"I can feel you watching me." Y/n mumbles after he notices her breaths get a little shorter and shallower.

"Is it hurting?" He asks, ignoring her comment as she nods. "Is the painkillers in your bag?"

"Mhm..." Y/n nods looking like she's definitely in more pain and it's increasing by the second.

He gets her the painkillers which definitely hurt more to go down than she was expecting.

"Fuck...they said it might hurt more when I've been sleeping but...fuck I didn't expect this." Y/n states trying not to hiccup as tears full her eyes.

It takes nearly an hour for they to set in and Lando feels restless not being able to do anything to help the pain.

"I shouldn't have let you go for the video." Lando mutters making her frown.

"Hey, you didn't know I'd manage some stupid crash. Don't even try to blame yourself. It's my fault. I crashed, I caused it and you know I would've told you to fuck off if you'd tried to stop me." Y/n frowns while he frowns back at her. "Lando."

"I still should've at least been there, I could've rearranged."

"I'm alive, I'll heal and saying you could've done something. Ok, well I could've just not crashed. But I did...All I want is you to lie with me and tell me that everything will be fine and that's all I need."

Lando softens a little since y/n never fails to just communicate everything when she tells him what she wants from him especially in times when she's feeling a little stressed or upset.

"I can definitely do that." Lando smiles leaning over and kissing her. "Are the painkillers properly kicked in?"

"Yeah. They're working, I promise."

Yours. Mine. Ours. - MV1/OP81/LN4

Part 1

Dark fic + - Minors DNI- if you don't like this or the warnings/themes make you uncomfortable. I can't stress this enough, DO NOT READ THIS

Summary: Lando brings home a girl that he thinks will be prefect for him, Max and Oscar but things between the three never necessarily run easily.

Themes/warnings: Smut 18+ (future parts), reverse harem, kidnapping, drugging, pre-existing relationshipish - mean!Max x nonchalant!Oscar x overexcitable!Lando

Word count: 1.9k

The three sort feel into the arrangement. How? Lando.

He noticed them all wanting a girl one night and then that one experience kind of continued with other women. But more recently he's wanted something more serious.

However, Max thinks it's a bad idea for a more permanent woman in their lives and Oscar has made no attempt to even comment. Leaving Lando on his mission to convince Max and Max on his mission to unconvince Lando.

"He's not going to give up." Oscar comments after Max asks where the Brit is.

"He's still chasing some poor girl for us?" Max scoffs rolling his eyes as he sits down in his sim and Oscar, as usual, doesn't comment.

He's not sure about the idea. He's not exactly opposed to it. They're giving opportunity for more and more for the public to find out about their...arrangement and that would be PR apocalypse for the teams and even F1 as a brand.

3 drivers all practically acting as predators to corner and fuck women? Not exactly the golden angel child image they'd rather they all have. Even if Max and Lando have already failed them in that department anyway.

What's made even worse is Oscar knows Lando has a plan specifically aimed to cater mainly towards Max. Himself and Oscar aren't so much less picky, but he knows Oscar won't be hard to convince and both him and Lando know it, in fact Oscar has no doubt that he'll be pulled in to convince Max as soon as Lando has found a girl he thinks is adequate for the task.

"I don't think there's a specific girl. He's still on the hunt for one he thinks you'd approve of."

"Yeah, I wish him luck with that." Max scoffs while logging in to join Redline for a race.

Oscar decides to go hit the gym to keep himself occupied and out of the way.

-

Y/n had no idea what she was getting herself into. She was just wondering around Monaco after being turned away from a casino when she failed to show ID.

She'd left it at the hotel and her friends weren't willing to miss an opportunity to be some millionaire's arm candy for the night. Not that it was likely to happen, maybe one could snag an old man with a yacht and pull the rest with her.

Then a glimmering dark green Porsche pulled up and a dimple smile framed with curly hair immediately had her attention.

She's not stupid, she came to Monaco aware of the residence, specifically the residence of a motorsport career.

He took her to a restaurant for a spontaneous meal and then she found herself back in the luxury car agreeing to go home with him.

Walking into the apartment there's already lights on, which is odd. She never imagined F1 drivers to have roommates. But maybe it's because it's lonely, maybe he has friends visiting.

"There's just a couple people I need to introduce you to. Oscar? Max?!" Lando calls out making y/n eyes bulge. Much like she knows Lando, she knows of his teammate and rival.

There's a string of curse words and what sounds like a smack of a controller from somewhere else in the apartment as a body saunters into the entryway.

Oscar.

"Y/n, Oscar. Oscar, this is y/n." Lando smiles visibly trying to tame a blinding smile.

There's something she's missing and she knows it, but she can't figure out what. Oscar seems to eye her with a passive expression before managing a polite smile and shaking her hand.

"Does Lando bring a lot of strays in?" Y/n jokes trying to break the tension before more curse words are heard and footsteps nearing.

Seeing Max, he's taller than either of the McLaren drivers. Dressed in shorts and a graphic t-shirt that looks like a Christmas present only a mum would by and get a buzz out of.

"Max...this is y/n. Y/n, this is Max."

Max looks at y/n with a lack of interest before looking at Lando.

"This is your plan?" Max questions as if she's not there while Oscar smirks a little in amusement since he saw this coming. He's also amused that Max really thought Lando wouldn't follow through on this.

"Be nice. She's our guest." Lando states making her gaze tear from where it's been trained on Max back to the man who brought her.

"And for all of us, right?" Oscar hums being able to see from her reaction that she is definitely uninformed on that.

"What is going on?" Y/n laughs beginning to feel nervous as she tries to back up.

"Probably best to get one who actually wants to be here." Max comments then looking behind y/n with a new sparkle of amusement behind his eyes. "Really? You're going to-"

Y/n screams as a cloth stinking of chemicals covers her mouth and nose, one disadvantage. Lando may not look like the biggest man but she can't compete with an athletes muscle and while it takes longer than he expects. She expect feels the world dull around her and slowly she slides to the floor, the last thing she sees being the three men surrounding her looking down on her before she's out.

"You did't think this through very hard did you?' Max questions before pointing at Oscar and Lando. "I don't want this coming back to me. Whatever you need to do, do it."

Max marches off leaving Oscar to sigh looking at his teammate.

"Did you really need to knock her out?-and how exactly do you think she's not going to be tracked down and found easily?"

"I managed to throw her bag out the car before we were anywhere near here." Lando shrugs before he smiles. "She'll wake up and think it was just some bad drink, just you wait. I took her on a date, you're going to love her."

"I'm sure you believe that." Oscar hums still remaining the neutral party, he really wasn't expecting Lando to drug and kidnap whichever girl he decided to pursue as theirs. But for some reason such a moral grey area doesn't strike him like he's expecting it to. "She's staying in your room."

"But she's staying with your approval?" Lando smirks clearly taking the victory where he can get it as he moves to pick her up but the deadweight and floppy limbs prove to be more of a challenge. "Help me then."

Oscar complies purely out of self interest of not hearing Max complain there's an unconscious woman lying in the entry way.

-

"You are out of your mind." Max states pointing a finger at Lando whole Oscar somewhat mediates the conversation of the woman Lando brought back for them. "Oscar, he's kidnapped a woman. You have to understand how stupid this is."

Lando looks at his teammate desperate for back up but actually on this point. Max has the sense.

"She's going to wake up and she's not going to be happy. Do you really think she's going to stay here willingly and then fall in love with us?" Oscar questions earning an unappreciative glare.

"She'll come around-if the two of you work with me." Lando states earning a scoff and eye roll from the Dutchman.

In truth, Max isn't that angry about the fact there's a woman in the apartment intended for them to share long term. He's just not a believer that this is a good idea. He's no against it, but it was a risk without the fucked up illegal part. Now they're neck deep in possibly being arrested, even if him and Oscar didn't take her, they didn't stop Lando and they've continued to not stop him.

"Come on...at least try and get to know her before you decade she's not worth your time. Both of you."

Max looks at Oscar before rolling his eyes again.

"Fine." Max huffs as Oscar silently nods in agreement.

There's no denying that Lando picked a woman who seemed sweet and generally Lando is a pretty good judge of character. There's no harm in at least trying.

"But if I see tears I'm paying her off and dropping her at the airport. with a flight to wherever I can buy her a ticket to first." Max states then standing up. "I'm going to bed."

-

Lando hasn't been able to stop smiling as he watches y/n sleep.

"You have made sure you didn't put her in a coma or something?" Oscar asks from the doorway slightly concerned by the fact she's breathing but hasn't moved even in a twitch since they put her on the bed.

"She'll wake up soon. Won't feel great but she'll be awake." Lando states then sighing. "I know it's wrong, but I saw her walking on the street and it was like I just knew."

Oscar wouldn't necessarily describe Lando as a die hard romantic who believes in love at first sight, but he's maybe a bit overexcited by the slightest fleeting thought that he sometimes latches onto.

"You should get some sleep. I think you'll need it for when she's awake." Oscar suggests making Lando hum before he watches the Aussie back away from the doorway and disappears leaving Lando to sigh softly before he lies down with her, wrapping his arms around her and deciding to sleep.

Once he is asleep Max can't help himself from looking in on the door since Oscar left the door open.

"Already warming up to the soft spot?" Oscar smirks earning a scoff.

"I'm just making sure he's not crossing lines." Max states moving away and closing the door as if to make a point. "And you should not be supporting this."

"You know he wouldn't cross those lines." Oscar points out knowing Lando has already crossed a few lines kidnapping and drugging her. "I'm not supporting him...But if he thinks it might lead to something good then who am I to say no?"

"The voice of good reason." Max whispers as if it should be obvious as to the Aussie why he should be against it. "I thought I could trust you to be smart."

Max taps his head with his finger while Oscar watches him disappear into his own bedroom then shaking his head as he glances back at Lando's door waiting for a moment to see if he hears anything and when he doesn't, he retreats into his own space.

It's a couple hours later that chaos ensues dragging him from the depth of a very deep sleep, a female voice in loud distress is accompanied by Lando attempting what he assumes is meant to be a soothing and comforting voice.

Oscar stands up dragging his body from the bed and moving into the living room watching Max lean with low effort speed, dodging a pillow.

"I want to go home." Y/n practically howls making Oscar and Max wince while Lando is smacked with another flying object, this time a remote. "You can't keep me here."

"Losing patience, Lando." Max states while Oscar sighs taking root beside the Dutchman. "It's been 20 minutes and she hit her head when she ran out his room and fell over."

"Have you checked her head?"

"Lando's responsibility." Max shrugs then turning away uninterested now Oscar is there for back up. Presumably only staying not he chance y/n was going to escape past Lando and needed caught.

Careful, he bites

Pairing : Astarion x female!reader around 900 words.

morning sex. in bed. with the most amazing vampire. that’s it that’s the plot ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

TW : 18+, shameless smut, oral sex (female receiving), fingering, tiny bit of fang kink

I love him a completely normal amount

You open your eyes slowly, savouring the blissful, heavy fog of sleep that still weighs on your mind. The voice that greets you is one you’re sure you’ll never tire of.

“Good morning, my sweet”, Astarion whispers against your ear. The bed smells of night-blooming flowers and cold winter air, just like him. His body is a comforting spoon, the nice coolness of his powerful chest sends shivers down your spine.

Your eyelids are still heavy and with a smile, you settle back in and bury your head in your soft pillow, eager for just a few more hours of precious sleep before starting a new day in the underdark.

Astarion, of course, has other ideas. He exhales and you can feel the light puff of cold air against the back of your neck. Icy fingers skate down your bare arm, dragging the strap of your night gown with them. He dips his head and nuzzles the junction of your neck and shoulder. He toys with the hem of your night gown before slipping beneath it to caress the curve of your hip. You revel in his low groan of appreciation as he discovers you’re wearing nothing underneath.

“Gods, the things you do to me,” he growls, voice muffled slightly as he breathes your scent. “Let me take care of you.”

Wordlessly, you nod and he wastes no time. He gives you a sloppy, hungry kiss that is all tongues, teeth and fangs, and then slowly lowers himself. His fangs leave burning trails across your skin, and you love every bit of it.

You can feel his erection grow next to your thigh and you raise a hand forward to touch him but he grabs your wrist and stops the motion. 

“No, darling,” he grins, “it is all about you today.”

“But –” your attempt to argue is cut short as Astarion disappears between your thighs, wraps his wet lips around your clit and starts sucking. You let out an unbelievably loud whimper of pleasure and he smirks against your body.

Pinning your thighs apart, he works his tongue in an up-and-down motion on one side of your clit and then the other. You grind into his mouth shamelessly as his tongue continues working its magic. Without interruption, he slips first one finger, then two inside you, and pushes them up against your G-spot. You’re already starting to see stars as you feel his fangs settle in the soft mound of flesh above your clit. He applies just enough pressure for it to deliciously sting without ever hurting. Those tiny pinpricks combined with the sucking of your clit and the impossible rhythm of his fingers inside you made you cry out.

“Astarion – I’m– “ you try to articulate between two heavy breaths.  

“I’m right there with you, my love,” he mutters and presses his fangs slightly deeper into your skin, as to urge you to stop fighting the wave of pleasure trying to make its way through your shivering body.  

His tongue slips across that one spot on the tip of your clit that always sets you off, and suddenly you are coming on his mouth, grasping fistfuls of his silver hair and moaning and moaning and moaning. He pushes his fangs deeper and deeper into your skin as he rides out your orgasm with you, using his free hand to hold your hips steady. Your core spasms longer than a pulsing heart, each beat making you thrash helplessly on the bed as he pushes his fingers deep. ​​He waits until you come down from your high before slowly sliding his two fingers out of you and into his mouth to lick them clean. The rest of the world begins to come back into focus but you do not care for it. You only have eyes for him.  

​​"You are absolutely exquisite when you come," he chuckles in that ridiculously arrogant way he has.

He licks his lips as he rises, expression as lazy and smug as a contented cat. You haul him up and into your arms and kiss him hard. He wraps his strong arms around you protectively and takes a moment to listen to your breathing, still shallow from the love explosion. He finds infinite comfort in the repeated rise and fall of your chest. It proves to him that you are real, safe and here, right next to him. 

Before you, Astarion had never known true bliss. Sex – even when it’s mindblowing – doesn’t fix the part of you that’s broken. Good sex soothes, but doesn’t cure, and Astarion, who’s been using sex as a valium substitute since he’s been free from his former Master’s control, knows it better than anyone. But with you, it’s not just sex. It’s safety. It’s intimacy. It’s respect. And it’s all he’s ever wanted.

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A/N: My first Pyramid Head fic! Hope you enjoy and let me know if you want more!

He was mad. The one thing, the most important one was missing.

He arrived back and put his sword to the side when he noticed. His little Angel, his everything was gone.

You were gone and he couldn’t find you.

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Nsfw, smut, 18+

Sex-Ed Professor!Zhongli who finally decides to reward you for your hard work by taking your virginity. It was on a late say when the two of you were once again alone for extra classes, except this time, when you were about to come from the dildo he pulled it out and pressed the fat tip of his cock against your entrance instead.

"Are you excited, darling? You're finally getting rewarded for all your hard work. You'll finally feel your professors cock in your pussy. No more fingers, no more toys, my raw cock. I think you're ready enough. Shall I put it in and claim that virgin cunt as mine?"

Sex-Ed Professor!Zhongli who despite teaching you how to put a condom on his cock doesn't want to use it for the first time. You'll get the best experience if you feel him fully, screeching out your tight virgin hole further, even more then the toys you used. It hurts at first, your legs snap shut around his hips to stop him from moving, your fists clench around his sleeves, a painful expression on your face while he holds still and kisses your face gently, his thumb rubbing little circles on your hard clit.

"The real thing feels quite a bit different, don't worry, you'll get used to it soon, I promise you. God, how are you still so tight? Am I still too big for you? I need to make your cunt adjust to my size, get it used to being fucked day in and day out. Hm? Yes, I'll make sure you make up for all this time you weren't being a slut. You need to know how good of a cocksleeve you can be."

Sex-Ed!Professor Zhongli who would love nothing more then to shoot his load inside of you, but you're still his student, and his favorite one to be exact. You're not nearly ready enough to be a mother, not for a long time, not until the day he makes you his pretty wife. But until then he will spend every day fucking you till your legs don't work.

"Stop begging for my cum. You got a taste of it and now you can't get enough of it. I knew from the moment I saw you that you would make for a lovely cumdump for me. If you want it so much you're gonna need to suck it from my dick. But first lets get that pussy coming around my cock hm? You deserve to know how it feels to come with your professor's big cock in your pussy."

Thomas Shelby with a cry baby reader where he's just so mean and then she starts crying and goes all soft and shit. Like he's yelling at her for making a simple mistake on something and then she starts to cry and he's like no, no, darling in sorry please don't cry. So cute!!!

the song she's humming drifts through the halls of the shelby household, her echoing footsteps chasing the sound when she rounds the corner and into her husband's office. "tommy, i just got-"

"for fuck's sake, darling, can't you see that i'm busy with something? you've been making noise all mornin'. just let me fuckin' focus!" the tray in hand nearly clambers to the ground with the way her hands begin to tremble, her bottom lip quickly following suit. "i'm sorry.. i.. i just thought you might want. nevermind." she sniffs, turning her heel.

tommy sighs, rising from the desk with fingers pinching at the bridge of his nose. "wait.. fuck, come here. come back in then, sweetheart."

she turns back around, albeit tentatively, placing the tray, which comprised of lunch and a beverage, down on the table nearby. "i didn't mean to make you mad," she sniffs, cleaning the snot that's threatening to spill from the bottom of her nose. "please don't be mad."

tommy stalks across the room, quickly drawing her into his chest, keeping a steady hand on the back of her head to keep her steady there. "no tears, no tears, darling. you're alright. everything is alright."

she blubbers into the expensive fabric of his waistcoat, hands flying up to rub away the tears that now stain her cheeks. "please don't be mad. you just looked hungry and i-"

tommy hums, coaxing a hand up and down her spine and smearing a kiss across her temple. "and i was a dick, eh? let's just sit down an' eat it together then, darling. c'mon, i'll let you sit on m'lap."

Forever theirs

Chapter 10∆...yes She does

The judgment day x fem!afab!reader

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I sit nervously on my mommy's hip as she walks down to the basement. The boys follow closely behind us. We enter the basement and walk right past an open door leading to my old room. I racked my brain for ideas as to where we are going. Mommy stops at a door I remember seeing when I first left my room but I never thought about it.

Rhea steps back and Damian takes her place in front of the door. He pulls a key out of his pocket and pushes it into the keyhole of the door. He twists the door handle but the door doesn't budge.

He slams into the door with his side and it swings open. I look into the room and see the room Finn took me to the day before they took me. I look at the comfy silk sheet and I'm suddenly very happy they didn't take me to my old room. My eyes lock onto the familiar toys on the wall and wonder if anything will be different this time.

Mommy sets me down on the edge of the bed. I watch as the boys walk around the side of the bed like sharks circling dinner. The butterflies in my tummy flutter as I realize they might be getting toys.

Mommy grabs the hem of my dress and I shift my weight on the bed so I'm no longer sitting on my dress. She pulls it up and I put my arms up so she can remove my dress from my body.

I sit completely naked as Mommy didn't give me any undies. "now things are gonna be a bit different this time" she says. I'm even more excited as I think she's going to tell me we get to use toys today.

"do you know what safe words are sweetie?" Damian asks as he returns to my field of vision. " no Daddy" I shake my head. "okay, well we use something called a traffic light system" I nod my head listening closely.

"red means stop everything I don't like this, orange means something wrong please fix it, and green means you're fine" I smile knowing I can make them stop if I want. "so if you're in pain you yell red and everything stops," Rhea says making sure I understand.

"But if you wanna beg and beg us to stop we'll keep going because you seemed to like that" She finishes and I blush like crazy knowing damn well I'll beg. 

I watch as Mommy undresses in front of me. First her shirt, then her pants, then her bra, and finally her panties. I stare at her chest the whole time and fail to notice the boys undressing themselves too. Mommy climbs onto the bed straddling my lap. She leans down and presses her lips to mine. She's soft and gentle with me to start off.

I feel the bed dip and arms wrap around my waist. Next, I feel lips against my neck sucking hickeys into my skin. I feel rheas tongue brush against my lips and I part them for her. I'm lost in the kiss and for a second I forget that 2 people are watching us.

Next thing I know both sets of lips are removed from my body and I am pinned down. I look up and see Dom looking straight back, straddling my lap. His hands that are pinning my wrists are seamlessly swapped for Rhea's. "be a good girl for us" he tells me as he moves from my lap to in between my legs.

He lines himself up and slowly pushes into my cunt. My eyes water as I adjust to his size. He begins to move when he thinks I'm ready. He slowly thrust in and out of me and the pain I feel slowly begins to fade and be replaced by pleasure.

He moves a hand down from my hip and places his thumb on my clit. He slowly rubs Figure 8's into my clit as he picks up the pace of his thrusting. Tears of pleasure run down my face and out of the corner of my eye, I can see Damian jerking off.

I decided to look at the other members and find they are all masturbating. I am slightly shocked but I only look for a second more. Dom finds my G-spot and begins to hit it with every thrust.

I close my eyes and tilt my head back and let moans leave my mouth freely. I can hear the grunts from all the other members as I feel my orgasm approaching. "can I please cum, Daddy?" I say after being interrupted by moans several times.

"I think you've been a good enough girl," he says and I let out breathy thank yous as my release hits me like a bus. He cums at the same time as me and fucks me through my orgasm. He slowly comes to a stop and takes his hand away from clit.

After a few seconds, we've both caught our breaths and he carefully pulls out. "let's get you cleaned up sweetie" he says kissing me on the lips before getting up from his place in the bed.

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Sorry for not posting. Love ya-gremlin💋💕💗

✰ POSITIONS, F1 DILFS

[ starring ] sebastian vettel, kimi räikkönen, fernando alonso, jenson button, lewis hamilton, kevinmagnussen

[ tw ] fem!reader, smut (+18), dom!drivers, mention of sex toys and tapes, dirty talking, fem and male oral receiving (+ choking on dick)

. minors do not read .

sebastian enjoys sitting back to watch you play with yourself, be it your dainty fingers buried deep inside your pussy and coated in your juices, or the dildo, the copy of his cock, he had gifted you months ago when he was away; the sight of the grip your greedy pussy has on the plastic phallus and your body writhing in the sheets, whorish moaning his name to pled for relief, thighten his trousers but rather than bouncing you, feeling your tight little satch, he leans forward, breath fawning onto your wet tights, resulting in goosebumps.

you'd cry out silently, legs shaking as you ram the toy faster into your warmth. "what did you say, liebe? (love) care to repeat?", the man would ask, his rough hands grabbing your thick tights. "want my big dick inside you? fuck you till you can't remember your name and see stars no more, huh?", he'd taunt you with a massive smirk on his pinkish lips. "that what you would like, don't you, my dirty girl?"

kimi prefers on being hands on, having you knee in front of him to suck him off. tears have already escaped your eye and stained your hallowed cheeks, while his right hand sits at the back of your head, hair kept in a ponytail to manage the speed and the desired depth. your glossy eyes holding contact with his lustfilled gaze and the choking sounds as well as the moans that send off vibrations around his dick, makes him pull your face against his pelvic bone to deep throat him. the tightness of your wet mouth let's his cock throb slightly, the taste of salty pre cum hits your tongue once again.

slowly, kimi would face fuck you, forcing your lips to touch his pelvic whenever he pulls your head towards him, forcing your jaw to go slack and take his long cock all the way as saliva runs out of the corners of your stretched mouth, trailing down your tits and eventually hitting the carpet. "you love being my good girl, eh? then choke on it."

nando loves to grab your plump ass whilst hugging you whenever it is in public or in the privacy of a room — if his action is made in the later situation, the innocence of his touch quickly turns into nibbling playfully on your ear and neck, leaving small marks to show his claim of you. his finger would dip inside your clothing to touch your already wet pussy, gently brushing past the outer lips to rub your clit, which will transform you into mush against his body. wanting to eat you out, nando would lay you down on the bed if there is one, probing pillows under your hips to get an easy access to your wetness. he's godsend, festing on your pussy as it would be his last time, resulting in leaving you a breathless moaning puddle of a mess. "please don't stop, papi."

jenson would be the guy who'd twirl, pull and nib on your stiff nibbles as you stroke his growing dick whilst watching a sex tape of yourselves to get in the right zone. in his opinion its one of the easiest ways to set the mood; watching a homemade video of him plowing inside you from behind against a hotel wall or having you cuffed on the bedframe, fucking your little hole hard as you cum over and over again — he'll feel your breath stock whenever his recorded self hits your g-spot or lands a spank on your brightly coloured ass, and the slick of your snatch drips on his leg, that's between yours, rubbing over your cunt.

"in another life, you'd be a pornstar, darling", jense would whisper in your ear as he moves above you, running the fat leaking head of his cock against your awaiting pussy.

lewis would have you in sixty-nine, tongue tracing the rim of your snatched hole as you kitten-lick off the precum of his massive dick and nibble softly on a bold vein, chasing a groan out of the fit male. as soon as you reach past the half, he'll push his cock upwards, causing you to choke on his dick — his less dominating hand keeps your head down as his other hand sinks two fingers at the same time inside you roughly, sending you over the edge, a process he continues over again till you tap his thight two times.

"fucked you good, huh?"

kevin likes nothing more than seeing you completely relaxed and giggling during a session of soft, romantic sex; it's his favourite way to return to a relaxed state of mind after a race and running behind his small children. he'll have you ride him though he'd control the pace while pressing your face against his neck to feel you sucking kisses against it. whenever kevin would push hard upwards inside you, he'd hear you purr like a catita or moan, rambling about how he should just throw you down and fuck you, but this will just result in his next pushes slower, teasing you to show you who's the "boss".

POLY/MULTI DRIVERS — SINGULAR DRIVERS

I wish someone would write about him!

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Why does no one write for this man??!!

The Only Important Voice - Lewis Hamilton

Request from @saraghae7492974900173 - Can I ask Lewis who has a shy girlfriend and compliments her a lot but she almost never does it back because she's shy, so when she does it he's always a bit shocked?

Shy!reader

No part 2 requests please

"Can I wear this?" Y/n murmurs looking through Lewis' wardrobe. Never liking to ask, but always being too polite to just take it despite Lewis always telling her to just take anything she wants from his wardrobe.

"The blue one?" Lewis asks with a smile moving over and taking it off the hanger when she nods. He puts it on over her head and smiles as her head reappears through the head hole of the fluffy jumper. "It already looks better on you."

Y/n can't even hide her grin before he moves back and looks at the jumper that is maybe drowning her a little but he literally always wants this woman wearing his clothes, he loves seeing it more than anything else in the world.

"Ready to go?" Lewis asks making her shake her head quickly jogging to grab her shoes and her bag before smiling.

"Ready."

Y/n is certainly a woman of few words and actually Lewis doesn't feel the need to constantly talk, though he certainly has more confidence than y/n but he's happy to just have her there and when she does have her moments of higher confidence.

They're flying out to Barcelona ahead of the GP and y/n really wants to go to the beach later.

Since they're flying directly from Canada after the race weekend there. It's a long flight but with the time difference the beach will probably be a welcome warmth and reason to keep themselves awake to try and force themselves to adjust with it.

Y/n actually ends up using the flight as an opportunity to braid Lewis' hair since they unbraided it and did a deep wash and condition ahead of the flight.

She's one of few people that isn't technically a professional that he trusts to braid his hair without sort of just fucking it up.

"You can take a break if you need." Lewis states feeling her pause and looking back to see her flexing her hands.

"No, it's ok. I'm almost done." Y/n mumbles making him grab at her hand and kiss her knuckles gently.

"I owe you big time now." Lewis states earning a small nod and smile.

"Thank you." Y/n smiles a little bashful before she gets back to focusing on the task in hand.

Another hour later she's finished and smiles brightly as Lewis gets up and moves to look in the mirror at the final product. Not that he even needs visual confirmation that it was going to look great, that's why he trusts y/n so much. But he just likes seeing how creative she's got with it.

It's when he moves back to his seat that y/n gets up moving to the toilet to wash her hands of the gel before she sits down looking at the older man.

"You look so pretty."

Now Lewis gives y/n a million compliments a day, just because he wants to make sure she knows just how much he loves her and how much he is genuinely obsessed with her. But he compliments feel like cupid's arrow isn't just striking his heart, it's like cupid is using it as a pin cushion for all his arrows.

"I look pretty?" Lewis echoes making her get almost giddy before she leans forward kissing him in a spark of confidence, maybe or certainly is because of her tiredness.

"You look very pretty, Lewis...you always do." Y/n whispers then squeaking when Lewis lifts the armrest up from between them and pulls her into his lap.

"It's all your work. You made my hair look amazing." Lewis smiles kissing her softly. "Thank you."

"You're welcome." Y/n shrugs then leaning to rest her head on his shoulder.

There's a lot of moments (just about every moment that she's there with him) that Lewis realises how dull his life was without her, even if she is so quiet some people would assume her presence adds little to a room. But for Lewis, she is the centre of a room and actually he feels much more comfortable when she's there than when she's not. Sometimes he even feels a change in atmosphere before he realises she's in the room.

Everything fell into place with y/n.

And her compliments, while rare, he can't help but have the knowledge that she wants to say much more but it's in the moments she does speak up that she is completely overwhelmed by her admiration of him to the point she can't help herself from speaking her thoughts that usually remain so silent and kept to herself.

"I love you and you are so gorgeous." Lewis states with a grin making her gets as flustered as she always does.

"I love you too." Y/n murmurs before she sighs softly looking at his hand. "Do you think you could help me choose a tattoo? I love all of yours so much."

Another compliment?

"How tired are you feeling?" Lewis laughs a little making her almost whine at the fact that he is right but she can't sleep if she wants her body clock to adjust to European timezones again.