anadorablehedgehog

[anadorablehedgehog]

Ok but we NEED a prequel public sex with Oscar, maybe the first time Logan watched/joined in?

A/N I was in the middle of writing a Carlos fic that will be coming soon but I wanted to give you guys some Oscar content again so here you go

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You always loved coming in with Oscar on Prema shoot days, a permanent smile on your face watching him interact with his teammates; Fred and Logan. The two had welcomed you with open arms the first time Oscar introduced you, with you and Logan sparking a quick friendship.

There was something inherently sweet about the American, always taking time to ask how you were doing and get to know you. Oscar loved seeing your friendship blossom, happy that there was someone to keep you company when he was busy in front of the camera.

Today you sat behind the camera, watching as the threesome film a blindfolded eating challenge for the Prema YouTube channel. The striking red of the team practically burned your eyes but the boys looked so cute in their team kit, especially Oscar. You had to stifle a laugh each time Oscar got frustrated when the boys weren't guessing the items correctly, his face an absolute picture.

Part of you loved coming here to see the contrast between the Oscar everyone else knows and the Oscar that's reserved for you. This version of your boyfriend was lovable and hilarious, awkward in an endearing way. Whilst that is the version of Oscar that drew you in, you couldn't deny that the other side of Oscar is the one that got you hooked. The Oscar you knew now, the one who practically folded you in half whilst he pounded into you at night, was your dirty little secret.

Even now, when he glanced over at you, innocent smile on his lips, you could see the naughty glint in his eyes as they traveled over your body. You'd worn a skirt today, planning on convincing Oscar to sneak away for a quickie somewhere, but in this moment you were regretting it. Oscar's thirsty look had your thighs clenching together, a movement he couldn't miss. He was thankful his two friends were blindfolded, unable to see the way he was practically drooling over you.

Oscar was snapped back into reality by Logan's guess at the food stuff, bursting out laughing at how wrong he was.

When filming had wrapped up, you found yourself sat opposite Logan in the Prema canteen. "I don't know what happened to your taste buds Logan but you were awful at that challenge." You tell him, giggling when he glares daggers at you.

"I was not," the American replies, "They just gave us really hard foods. Honestly, give me a good burger and I'd be able to explain it perfectly, you just watch." Logan defends, barely able to make it through his claims with a straight face.

Oscar joins the pair of you, slipping a drink in front of you as his now free hand glides over your exposed thigh. Your legs squeeze together, the hitch in your breath masked as you take a sip of your drink. “What are you guys talking about?” Oscar asks.

“Y/N thinks there’s something wrong with my mouth.” Logan laughs as you fight to keep your legs open under the table. Oscar smirks, “Maybe we should ask that girl from the other day.”

Your eyes widen at his statement, gently hitting him on the arm as Logan blushes. “Oscar man, no need to expose me like that in front of a lady.” He stammers, avoiding eye contact. Oscar chuckles, “Trust me, Y/N doesn’t mind, the two of us heard everything anyway.” You can’t help but giggle as Logan fights back a smile.

“I hate you guys.” He laughs, before pulling out his phone and leaving the two of you to your own private conversation. Oscar’s rough hand is a welcome addition to your thigh, sending goosebumps over your skin with each stroke of his thumb.

He leans in to you, pressing a kiss to your forehead before dropping his mouth to your ear. “Did you wear a skirt on purpose today sweetheart? Did you have a dirty little plan in mind this morning?” He questions, the teasing tone to his voice sending a shiver down your spine.

You shake your head, glancing over at Logan and hoping he can’t see the blush rising to your cheeks. Oscar hums in your ear, clearly disagreeing with you.

“Now I don’t think that’s true, I think you wanted me to be able to touch you whenever I want today. To slip my fingers under that little skirt and play with your pussy, I bet you’re wet already aren’t you?” He whispers. You bite your lip in response to conceal a whimper, his thumb gliding against the fabric of your dampening underwear.

Your toes curl in your shoes at the sensation, hand squeezing into a fist around your phone as Oscar slips your underwear to the side. To anyone watching it looks as though Oscar is resting his head on your shoulder, interested in whatever’s on your screen.

In reality he’s swiping his thick fingers through the growing wetness pooling between your legs. His slick fingers circle your clit and your stomach clenches as you barely conceal a moan. Logan glances up briefly at the small sound but furrows his eyebrows in confusion when it seemed you and Oscar hadn’t noticed. He shakes his head before returning to scrolling through Instagram.

Oscar smirks as he watches his friend return to his activities, one of his digits now slipping inside your pussy ever so slowly. “I bet you’d just love it if he noticed, wouldn’t you sweetheart?” Oscar whispers, lips grazing your ear before pressing a kiss to your cheek in disguise. “Absolutely dripping for me, or are you soaked for him? Huh? Do you want Logan to know what a dirty little slut you are?” He continues.

You barely contain your whine, teeth digging into your lip so hard you're certain you'll break the skin soon. Oscar’s finger slides in and out of your pussy, your cheeks heating up as the very faint sound of your juices reaches your ears. Out of the corner of your eye, you can see the smirk spreading across Oscar’s face, proud of himself for getting his girlfriend in this state.

He curls his fingers, applying to pressure to that one spot that makes your eyes roll. In an attempt to not react that, your body forces a new reaction, a knee jerk reaction that causes your leg to slam into Logan's own leg underneath the table. His head shoots up at the pain, eyebrows scrunched, "What the hell was that for Y/N?" He practically hisses.

"I'm sorry," You stutter out, Oscar's fingers still not stopping their motions. "I, uh, I didn't mean-" Before you can finish your sentence, a brush of Oscar's hand against your clit sends you spiraling over the edge. Your orgasm washes over you, your eyes screwing shut as you slam your hand over your mouth. Oscar continues to watch you, ignoring Logan's wide eyed stare.

You keep your stare to the ground, unable to look at Logan across the table. Oscar's other hand lifts your chin up to face him, "It's okay baby, you did great, Logan won't judge you. I promise." He whispers gently, pressing a soft kiss to your cheek. Your eyes slowly travel over to meet Logan's, a clouded look of lust taking over his pupils. "

"Did what I think just happened, just happen?" He murmurs, swallowing thickly as he awaits the answer. You nod shyly, a prickly heat coating your cheeks as you blush. Logan's tongue peeks out to lick his lips, now hyper aware of just how dry his mouth is.

"Can I see more?" He asks, turning to look at Oscar. The Australian sits there smugly, looking at you to see if you have any qualms. When he sees nothing but excitement in your eyes, he returns his gaze to Logan.

"Meet us in our hotel room tonight, I'll text you the room number." Oscar tells him, before standing from the table and extending an arm to allow you to join him. The pair of you walk away, not sparing a glance back at Logan, who remains seated at the table under he truly grasps what he just witnessed.

"Holy shit." He mutters to himself, squeezing himself in his trousers before rushing off to his room to resolve his new problem.

[anadorablehedgehog]

Like Mother. (Daniel Ricciardo)

Daniel and you weren't the best friends. Your daughter changes things pretty quickly. Fluff.

Note: this was supposed to be enemies to lovers, but I got engaged writing all the fluff and forgot about the enemies stuff, you just have to believe me.

Warnings: none? Just tell me if you find something.

"Hey cunt"

"Hey bitch"

You let yourself fall on the chair.

"When will you stop?" Blake groaned.

"When she grows up" Daniel said.

Blake sighed.

"When is Sunny coming?" Michael asked.

"Her dad is dropping her soon. Then we can leave"

"Cool, can't wait to see her"

You smiled at Michael.

"She is excited about the trip too"

Daniel was observing. You were nice to everyone. You liked everyone. But you didn't like him and he didn't like you. So, having the same group of friends could be fun sometimes. Plus you had a daughter. A little girl that looked just like you and hated him as much as you. She was like a little cat that would hiss to him anytime he was near.

You received a message and disappeared from the studio. Sunny was here.

"Well"

Daniel looked at his friends when they looked at him expecting something.

"Well?"

"Are you dropping that stupid facade for the weekend?"

"What?"

"You like her" Scotty said.

"I don't"

"You do" Blake added.

"No, mate. I don't. We hate eachother."

"She hates you but you love her"

Daniel groaned and got up, showing them a finger and walking to the kitchen. He filled a cup of water and suddenly he heard the door and the usual happiness that Sunny brought.

He observed the image from the kitchen. Your girl hugged his friends, she laughed when Scotty tickled her and kissed Blake's cheek. She laughed like a maniac when Michael easily lift her from the floor. He felt something on his chest. His friends weren't so wrong after all.

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"I have never been there" Sunny said. She had been talking nonstop

"Haven't you?" Michael asked.

"No, but mum says it's really nice"

"It is. We already went there in summer"

"I was with Dad"

"Yes you were" You told your daughter. They all knew that your relationship with your ex was really bad. The only moments you see eachother was when you had to pick Sunny or something related to her. That trip had helped you to not feel so lonely without your daughter.

"And can we swim on the river?"

"The water is really cold" Scotty said.

Daniel was sitting at the back of the van, all of you thought he was asleep with his headphones on. But he was currently listening.

"Well, I'm a big girl. I take swim lessons" Sunny said with a smile.

Daniel smiled too, but tried to hide it.

"But it's winter, princess" You told her.

She frowned.

"So... We don't swim in winter"

"You will get your feet frozen" Michael tickled her and she laughed.

"I'm excited"

You arrived soon and Sunny jumped from the van as soon as she could.

You all spent the day walking around and doing anything Sunny wanted. She had a bunch of grown men eating from her palm and couldn't be more spoiled.

"Look at the house" She exclaimed "It's amazing"

"Pretty big, huh" Daniel said. It was innocent, but the little girl turned and frowned. "Ok, like Mother, like daughter"

Daniel scoffed and walked away.

"Sunny, don't be rude" You said because that's not how you wanted your girl to be.

Things were Danny stayed, as usual, you two keeping the distance and occasionally having a little fight or argument about things that in the other's eyes couldn't be more stupid. It was obvious that Sunny copied a lot for you. As you and Daniel hadn't been the greatest friends during her life, she hadn't grown close to him. He was just someone in her life that she knew and sometimes spend a day or two with. But she wasn't as friends with him as she was with the other. She didn't run to him when she was excited or sat on his lap to have a snack.

You barely noticed it because it was you who had done that. But Daniel did. He played and participated in the games, but he was never the little girl's option and barely talked to her.

But the day went on and no one seemed to noticed.

You were coming back for a hike, an easy one although Sunny had got some piggybacks from her Uncles when she got tired. You were thinking about how it had been a couple of minutes since you had heard her for the last time. So you turned around. "Scotty, where is Sunny?"

"She was with Blake"

We both looked at him.

"I thought she was with you, YN. She ran to you"

You felt dizzy and your heart beating like mad. The panic mode settled because any of you could see her.

"Sunny" You called her name in panic. She wasn't anywhere. Not back in path, not ahead, not looking your insects on the sides.

Michael was quickly steadying you when your knees became shaky.

"Okay, okay. We will fin her, YN. She can't be far"

"M-my daughter is lost... In the forest! It's getting dark" You were brushing the panic attack with your fingers.

Daniel had a knot on his chest.

"Let's go in different ways. She is too little, can't be far" He said before entering on the forest on his own.

He jumped over bushes and got scratches on his legs while looking for another path he knew was close. Meanwhile, Michael was taking you to the house.

"Sunny!" Daniel ran through the path. He felt like throwing up. He had never felt so nervous. "Sunny! Where are you?"

The sun was going down and it was getting too cold.

Michael was trying to help you breathing in the living room. You were having a really bad panic attack. You little princess was lost in the forest.

"Sunny!"

And suddenly, close to the river in a rock, he saw the yellow coat. He stopped on his tracks and panted out of breath.

There she was. She was sitting on the shore, with a stick moving a leaf in the water. Daniel had never felt such a relief.

"Sunny!" He called her and she turned around. He felt his heart shuttering. She was sobbing, she had a pout on her lips and her eyes were full of tears.

"Danny!" She said terrified.

Hearing her calling his name like that was even worst. She was so scared. Daniel ran to her and Sunny got up from the floor.

Daniel picked her from the floor and hugged her tight. Sunny grabbed into him with arms and legs, hanging like a koala and crying on his neck.

"Okay, okay. You are fine. You are fine, Sunny" He said while caressing her hair. "You are with me"

"I couldn't find Mommy" She whimpered. "I was picking flowers and I couldn't find Mommy."

"Mommy is at the house. She is waiting for you"

"It's getting dark. I don't like the dark"

Daniel carefully picked her coat and covered her with it. She grabbed his clothes tighter and sniffed.

"I want to go"

"Yes, sweetie. We are going back. Don't worry, okay?" He said.

His heart was beating so fast. He was hugging her so tight. He wanted to feel Sunny close. He had never felt so terrified.

"I'm scared, Danny"

"It's fine. Nothing will happen. I'm with you. I will take care of you"

Daniel kissed her head softly.

"Close your eyes and think about pretty things"

Sunny did, she hid on Daniel's hoodie.

"My mum is really pretty" She said.

Daniel smiled a bit. "She is"

"I want to be as pretty as her when I'm older"

"I'm sure you will. Plus, you are really pretty now, you know?"

"Thank you"

Daniel was blushing.

He stepped on a branch and Sunny squeaked.

"Hey, it's fine. I won't let anything happen, remember?"

She nodded and hugged his neck. She was cold.

"The house"

He smiled.

"Yes. I think Mum will be pretty nervous once we get there."

"Why"

"Because she got really scared when we couldn't find you"

"How can I help her?"

Daniel stopped walking.

"Let's do something. Let's fix your clothes and your hair so she finds you all cute and nice dressed."

Sunny nodded with a smile. Daniel put her on the ground and helped her with the leaves on her hair and her messy clothes. They cleaned the dirt and Daniel helped her with her ponytail.

"How do you know how to tie my hair?"

"I have a niece."

"Can I meet her?"

Daniel looked at her

"She lives in Australia"

Sunny shrugged.

"I have never been there"

Daniel crouched down in front of her and helped her with the coat.

"Maybe one day you can go"

"I will tell mum"

Daniel swallowed. You would never go to Australia. Maybe to Melbourne with Scotty. But not home with him.

"Okay, there you are. So pretty"

"Like Mommy?"

Daniel nodded.

"Like Mommy" It was true. She looked so much like you. And you were a beautiful woman.

"Let's go"

But Sunny made grabby hands.

"Please"

"Okay, come here"

Daniel picked her and carried her on his waist. He knocked the door and Blake was the one opening. They were all there and everyone sighed in relief. They had given up and come back to the house to have a new plan.

When all your friends sighed after the door was opened, you lift your head from Michael's chest.

It was as if a wave of energy ran over you. You jumped from the sofa and ran to Daniel and Sunny. Catching everyone by surprise, you hugged both of them. Not only Sunny like everyone expected. You snaked your amrs around both of them and tucked you face between theirs.

"Mommy! I'm back" Sunny hugged your neck and you cried harder.

Daniel was frozen, he couldn't move. He had never felt like this. He felt overwhelmed.

"Mommy! Danny helped me. I was scared but he said he would protect me" Sunny was excited. She couldn't understand how terrifying it had been. She had just spent some time alone in the forest and had gotten scared.

You pulled back and looked at Daniel. He felt his legs shaking. Then you cupped his check with one hand and said in the most sincere voice:

"Thank you"

He nodded. He couldn't speak.

After looking at him, into his eyes, you turned to Sunny because it felt too much. You couldn't explain how you were feeling. How Daniel bringing back your daughter had affected you.

"Are you okay, Sunny? Are you hurt?"

She shook her head. "I was a bit scared. And cried. But Danny found me"

"She was so brave" Daniel whispered.

You looked at him and he made a gesture. You picked Sunny from his arms and you daughter gave you a big hug. You kissed her cheek and touched her hair.

Daniel dried his hands on his trousers and looked around. His friends were looking at him. They all seemed speachless.

"Um... I'm... I need some water" And he went to the kitchen.

You followed him with your eyes and swallowed the lump in your throat.

"I'm tired" Sunny said.

You looked down at her. The coat was closed, her ponytail was done but had some strands of hair falling on the sides of her face and there was some dirt on her cheek. It looked as if someone had brushed it off. Just like her trousers.

You bit you lip and touched her chin.

"Let's have a bath and then we can have dinner"

She nodded and ran to the stairs.

"Be careful!"

You got up and dried your tears.

"YN..." Michael started. "How are you?"

"Fine. Better. I'm... I'm glad"

He nodded.

Daniel was outside. He had quietly opened the back door and gone outside to breath fresh air. It was consuming him. He needed to do something soon.

You got Sunny in the bath and while you were washing her hair, you asked.

"Sunny, baby. Did Daniel fix your hair?" It was styled differently to what you usually did with her hair.

"Yes. We fixed my clothes too so you wouldn't get more scared."

You bit back the tears.

"Oh, well... Um... You have to thank him for finding you, okay?"

She nodded. You were unsure of what to say and if you really need to approach him.

When Daniel went back inside, Blake was in the kitchen.

"They are upstairs having a bath. We are having dinner soon"

He nodded.

"How are you, mate?"

Daniel shrugged.

"It's weird."

Blake nodded. "I'm sure she doesn't hate you. You two just got used to be like this"

Daniel sighed.

"Plus, Sunny was pretty comfortable with you. That's a lot for her"

Daniel leaned on the counter and opened a beer.

"She even kissed you. Was it the first time?"

Daniel nodded. "I don't think we've ever hugged"

"Well, that's a lot"

"I just found her daughter. She was having a panic attack."

"Mate..."

Daniel left the safety of the kitchen and went to the living room. Sunny was sitting with a book by herself and close to the fireplace. Daniel doubted about if he should go and talk to her without you around. He did at the end.

"Hey, Sunny" He sat close to her but not too close. He wanted to be respectful.

"Hi, Daniel" Sunny smiled sweetly.

"Are you feeling better?"

"Yes. I'm clean now. My mum found leaves in my hair" She giggled and Daniel smiled. "And I'm a bit tired. We played a lot today"

"A lot yeah" Daniel had barely played with her. It was all the boys. He simply watched.

"My Mommy told me that I have to say thank you to you"

Daniel left a shaky breath out.

"Thank you, Danny" Sunny got up and hugged his neck.

Any of them knew you were watching, hidden in the darkness of the upper stairs and covering your mouth. You observed how Daniel was doubting, how he frowned a bit when Sunny hugged his neck but after a while he found the courage to hug her. His hands were big in your daughter. Just how you had seen him hugging his friends, Daniel tucked himself on Sunny's shoulder. And Sunny giggled and told him his beard was tickling her. You felt unwell. You heart was beating fast. It wasn't supposed to be happening.

Then Sunny pulled back and turned around, sitting between his legs and still with the warmth of his arms around her and reaching her book. "Let's read together".

You bit your lip and dried a tear.

Daniel's hands were shaking. He adored Sunny. He felt so happy when he started reading for her.

"Ow well" Scotty smiled when he came inside and found them. "At least one of the girls can stand you" He said not knowing you were listening.

It hurt. When you all sat to have dinner, everyone thought you were quiet. Michael whispered to Scotty that you were probably exhausted.

Sunny was sitting between you and Blake. Daniel was in front of Blake and had a fond smile while hearing your daughter talk.

"I thought you were tired" He said when Sunny said she wanted to watch a film.

"I am. But a film will help me sleeping better and have cool dreams." She said and looked at you. 'Please?"

You smiled and touched her cheek.

"Okay. But only one."

She nodded.

"Cool"

You leaned and kissed her head before getting up.

"I'll bring the dessert."

Sunny gave you her best puppy eyes.

"Yes honey, chocolate pudding for you"

Everyone laughed. You were in the kitchen lost in your thoughts when you heard steps behind you. Somehow you knew who it was.

You turned slowly.

"Hey" Daniel said. "Need help?"

You smiled a bit.

"With the fruit"

"OK"

He took the big bowl of fruit and looked at you. You took a deep breath. You were a grown woman. Your daughter had done it. You could do it.

"Thank you"

"It's just fruit" He shrugged it.

"You know I'm not talking about the fruit" You said. You didn't want to get angry now.

He sighed.

"It's nothing."

"It's something. I treat you like shit and you jump to the forest the second my daughter gets lost."

"How could I not?" He said and took a step closer.

You had to lower your head to not look at him.

"You would have done the same. We may argue like little kids, but... I know that you... Fuck. I care about you, okay? Maybe you care about me too."

You notice how he hadn't said the word hate. You smiled a bit. You didn't hate him. He just irritated you.

"I do"

Daniel smiled. He knew that it wasn't appropriate but he wanted to kiss you.

"I never told you" He said. You swallowed, what was this about? "But you have an amazing kid"

You smiled a bit and your eyes got watery.

"I do. She is the best"

"Like Mother, like daughter" Hearing him said that again in such a different context almost knocks you to the floor. You smiled and gently touched his arm.

"Thank you again. For bringing her back and fixing her clothes and hair"

He blushed.

"She told you"

"Never tell Sunny your secrets" You said smiling.

He chuckled.

"It's nice to know that"

You chuckled.

"She likes to have all her hair back, though. No loose strands."

"I did my best"

"Your best is crap, Ricciardo" Falling back to the bickering routine felt so comforting now.

"Fuck off" He answered with a smile.

When you two went back to the living room, Scotty chuckled.

"Wow, how is it that you two are smiling?"

"Fuck off, Scotty."

You turned and slapped Danny's arm.

"No bad words in front of my kid"

Sunny giggled and covered her mouth.

"Sorry, Sunny. Don't say that. At least in front of your mother."

"Promised!" She said and reached for her pudding.

You rolled your eyes.

Sunny obviously was too tired for the film and halfway through The Grinch, her eyes started closing. She was sitting on the floor with Michael sharing a bowl of grapes when she yawned the first time.

"Someone's tired" Blake said and got up. "Tea?"

As a waiter, he noted the teas and went to the kitchen.

"Sunny, baby" She turned to you. "Come here with me"

"I'm good here"

"I know, but you are tired. Come here with Mommy"

"But..."

Michael smiled at the girls stubbornness. Daniel was quietly observing.

"No buts. Come here"

She dramatically sighed and complained. Scotty laughed but you shot him a cold glare and he covered his mouth. Daniel thought you were a great mother.

Sunny climbed in the sofa next to you and laid her head on chest, you hugged her close to your side.

"Here" Daniel, who had been sitting on the other side of the sofa, passed you a blanket.

"Thanks".

You covered Sunny with it and she smiled.

"Thanks, Danny"

"You welcome, Sunny"

Nobody payed attention to the interaction, but it warmed your heart and cheeks.

Blake had to find another place to sit because the princess, as he said, had taken his whole seat.

Sunny was giggling and you thought it was bacuse of the film because she loved the Grinch. But at some point you felt her moving and looked down. Danny's hand was hidden under the blanket and Sunny was shaking her feet. You observed quietly until the blanket moved a bit and revealed Danny's tattooed hand. You looked at his hand and saw how he was smiling and biting his lip, watching the film and trying to not laugh. He was tickling her feet and everytime she giggled he had to stop himself from laughing to.

You heart beated so fast. Then he catched you watching and blushed deeply. You smiled. Why were you suddenly so fond of him?

"You will put her to sleep" You told him.

He simply said okay with a smile and pulled a bit from Sunny's sock.

"Danny! You are so annoying!" She complained.

"Yes. I say that all the time, Sunny" Blake agreed.

You all laughed. You liked how Sunny was around Danny. They kind of matched their energies and she looked so comfortable with him now. You felt kind of bad because maybe your own attitude around Daniel had affected her.

"Danny!" Sunny kicked him when he pinched her toe and Danny gasped.

"Hey! Sunny no."

Sunny looked at you with big eyes.

"Sunny, what did I said about hitting people?"

Daniel felt so bad when Sunny pouted. He didn't want to give her problems.

"But he..."

"I don't care. Hitting someone it's not a solution."

"He was annoying" She crossed her arms.

"YN..." Daniel whispered. He was scared of talking louder

"Apologize to Daniel" You said.

Sunny frowned and turned to Daniel. His heart broke when he saw a tear down her cheek.

"I'm sorry, Danny"

She reached his hand and dried the tear.

"No problem, sweetheart. I'm sorry too." He said.

You looked at him.

"Dan..."

You had never called him that.

The others had forgotten about the film and were watching you instead.

"It's fine. It was a little misunderstanding. Right, Sunny? I won't bother you again"

"Okay. I won't have to kick you again then"

Everyone laughed.

"Yeah, what I said. Like Mother, like daughter"

"What does it mean?"

"That you are so much like your mum" He said and looked at you. You smiled at him.

"Had my mum kicked you?"

The look you gave him could have killed kittens.

"No" He quickly said.

"Then?"

"You are sassy like her. But cuter"

"Yeah. And as pretty as her. Like you said in the forest"

Michael gasped, Blake covered his mouth and Scotty almost laughs out loud. You were looking at Daniel. You were shocked and so was he. But Sunny seemed pretty happy.

"Yeah. No secrets with you" Daniel whispered and tickled her a bit. He was blushing so hard he even felt hot on his clothes.

You couldn't speak.

"I love kids. I want some of my own" Scotty said.

Daniel and you turned uncomfortably. Sunny yawned and laid back on you. "Tickle me, please. But slowly. Like Mommy does it"

Daniel thought that he had no idea of how you did it. And you saw it. You took his hand and put it on her ankle. Softly you caressed her skin and he took the hint. It felt good. It felt so good to touch him like this. You felt comfortable around him now. You suddenly wanted him around.

Daniel smiled softly when Sunny nuzzled into the blanket and closed her eyes. He had barely interacted with the girl before the trip and now he couldn't stop thinking of how much he would miss her. It was more than clear now that he was in love with you.

Your hands were shaking. You were so confused. So much.

The film ended and Sunny was tight asleep. So you picked her and got up.

"Good night, guys" You said softly and with a smile.

"Good night" The four of them answered.

Once you were out of side, his friends looked at him.

"Step Dad on the making?" Blake asked.

"What? No" Daniel sat straight on the sofa. "Don't be stupid."

"Oh, c'mon" Michael threw him a grape. "You are head over heels for her. And her cute little daughter has you eating from her palm"

Daniel threw the grape back and Michael trapped it.

"I just..."

You stopped when you heard him. Sunny was already on the bed and you were on your way to the toilet.

"I was always jealous of your friendship. With both of them actually. Fighting her is fun and everything. But... I love kids."

You felt like shit. You needed to fix this. You needed to apologize.

The next morning was really cold. You turned in bed and looked for Sunny with your hand. She wasn't there. You sat on the bed and looked around. She wasn't in the bedroom so you ran out. You ran downstairs after checking the rooms. You saw Scotty's butt by accident, but no one needed to know about that.

You grabbed a coat and ran outside while throwing it over yourself. You jumped down the porch stairs. How the fuck did you loose your daughter twice in the same weekend?

But you didn't ran far. There, in front of you and right next to the creek, Sunny watched something in the water with Daniel by her side. She was wearing a big Ric Rodeo hoodie and one of Scotty's beanies. She looked so cute and small on it and once again you were feeling all of those things. She was wearing Danny's clothes, she was curiously asking things and he was there with her answer with a smile. And all your fear dissipated.

You walked slowly to them.

"Good morning" You said with a smile.

They both turned around and Sunny smiled so big.

"Good morning, Mommy. I woke up super soon and was bored. And I found Danny on the living room. We played the questions game and then I was super bored again. So we came here to look for fishes. Look, there are tiny fishes in there"

You chuckled.

"You did a lot of things" You leaned and kissed her head.

"Yes. Danny is super cool and funny"

Daniel laughed a bit.

"I'm not that cool"

"You are. And your clothes are cool. He said he will make kids clothes the next time for me, his niece and nephew"

You looked at Daniel. He was blushing. Did he usually blush this much?

"And he will do one purple"

"You really like purple." You told her.

She nodded.

"What do you say?"

"Thank you, Danny"

"No problem, sweetheart"

Sunny smiled and turned back to the river. Daniel looked at you.

"Morning" He said softly.

"Morning"

Feeling brave, you reached for his forearm. "Can we talk later?"

He was surprised, but nodded.

"Look!"

Sunny pointed at the water and you both turned to look. She was so excited.

"That's a huge fish!" Daniel said completely matching her energy.

She giggled and surprisingly, leaned into him. Daniel opened his arms and fixed the big hoodie.

"I want to come back on Summer and swim with the fish." She told you.

"Oh, we will." You pinched her cheek and she smiled.

"Danny is from Australia"

"I know"

"We haven't been there"

"Do you want to?"

Daniel couldn't contain the happiness.

"Yes. We can go and visit Scotty's house, Mike's house, Danny's house, Blake's house..."

"Wow. That's a lot of houses to visit"

She nodded.

"And the beach. Danny said there is a beach in Perth. I really love the beach, Danny."

"I'm sure you do" He answer.

"We can plan a trip to Australia." You said.

Daniel felt his heart beating fast.

"My home is your home so... Whenever you want"

You looked at him. How had you gone from fighting to this?

"That's so nice of Daniel, right Sunny?"

She nodded and opened her arms.

"Thank you!"

Daniel hugged Sunny and she giggled.

"Hey! Breakfast is ready!"

"Yay!"

Sunny ran to the house.

"Be careful! The hoodie is too big!"

"I couldn't find her coat"

"Yeah, it's on the bedroom" You awkwardly said. "Thank you."

"For?"

He crossed his arms on his chest and walked closer to you. You found yourself dreaminly watching his brown eyes.

"For last night, for this morning... She can be too much" You said.

"She is not"

"Well, I think you are too much too. You match energies pretty well"

He smiled.

"That's true"

You bit your lip. He smiled.

"She is a really nice kid. So intelligent. I'm having fun with her"

You swallowed and touched his forearm. You couldn't get yourself to grab his hand.

"I'm sorry" You whispered.

He frowned. "For what?"

"I-I shouldn't have let our bickering affect her"

"Has it?"

"Yes. It has and I feel horrible for it because she adores you now and before she wouldn't even talk to you. Only because she saw I didn't like you"

Daniel grabbed you by your shoulders.

"Hey, she doesn't even know it. She is fine. I will stop if you ask me to."

"I don't want you to" You cut him. "You are good for her. She likes you a lot. And... I'm really so thankful for you help."

"Maybe we should have some truce."

You nodded slowly and Daniel smiled. He was so pretty.

"And... You are always welcome to Australia."

"Thank you"

"Peace?"

You nodded again

"Peace"

"Now, let's go and have breakfast"

.............................

"But I don't want to go" Sunny was crying on your arms. There was nothing you could tell her. "I don't want to go home. I want to stay here."

"But sweetheart. We have to leave. There is school and your dad..."

"No!"

"Hey" Daniel walked closer.

"You know what? We are all celebrating Christmas together"

Sunny looked at him and pouted.

"Yes?"

You nodded and kissed her cheek.

"You will come? And Blake and..."

"All of us"

Sunny reached her arms to Daniel and he took her on his arms.

"I'm going to miss you, Danny"

You caressed her head and he kissed her cheek.

"Me too, Sunny"

Sunny gave a big hug to everyone.

"Dan" You pulled him away from the group.

"Sunny likes to call the guys often"

Daniel felt a sting of jealousy. He didn't know about that.

"I'm sure she will want to call you now"

He smiled.

"That's fine. Just text before, okay?"

You nodded.

"Of course."

You didn't know that that innocent action would be the beginning.

The text became usual. He would ask about Sunny at first but soon he also started asking about you. Also the video calls in which Sunny insisted you had to say hi even when you were on your worst clothes.

"So... Danny and you? Are you sworn enemies anymore?" Michael asked.

You blushed and shook your head.

"See. It wasn't that bad"

You looked at him.

"It's Sunny's fault"

"It's your fault. You two are too stupid to see that you could be great together"

You walked pass him.

"Don't run. He is coming in a bit. It's the perfect day, YN"

You sighed dramatically.

"Michael I..."

"What? He is really excited about tonight, YN"

"I know. Sunny keeps telling me"

"See? Your daughter is already his bestie. He is the perfect stepdad. He is what you two are missing"

"We are perfectly fine like this"

Michael sighed.

"That's not what I meant"

The door opened and Blake came in with a very pleased Sunny. "Look, Mommy"

"Oh" You laughed and Blake shrugged.

"The girl has those eyes..."

"Uncle Blake said that I behaved so well at the store so he bought me a lollipop."

It wasn't long until Danny came back with Scotty and Chloe.

"Hey" He hugged you tight. It was the first time you two were together since the trip and now Mike's words were so loud in your head. "How are you?"

"Fine, I'm fine"

"Danny!"

Sunny appeared next to you, pulling your clothes and some distance between Daniel and you.

"Oh shit, you've grown a lot! Look at you. I almost didn't recognise you"

Daniel scooped her up in his arms and Sunny hugged his neck.

"Missed you a lot" She said. Daniel kissed her head and smiled.

"I missed you a lot too, Sunny"

You did well during the dinner, Chloe sitting on one side of you and Mike on the other was helping a lot to distract you from the fact that Sunny had chosen to sit between Blake and Danny and the driver was the one helping her with her dinner.

Then the gifts came and you all exchanged packages. Obviously, Sunny was the one with the most gifts. She was so happy. She got toys, a little skateboard and shoes just like the ones she had seen Scotty wearing once. But it was the last package the one she loved the most.

Sunny tore the paper and gasped. Her eyes moved to Daniel and she jumped up before running to him, who was sitting on the floor.

"oof" He groaned when she hit him on the belly. But he pulled close and laughed when she screamed thank you. "Do you like it?!"

She nodded and took the gift, showing it to me and jumping happily.

"What is that honey?" I asked knowing well what it was.

"The hoodie Danny promised me!" She turned to the driver again. "It's purple! And it has a sun! Like me!"

Daniel laughed nodding.

Your heart was beating so fast. Just as he had told her, Daniel had made a kid's merch line. Inside the sun, there was a Ric3.

"Mommy! Do you like it?"

"I love it" You pulled her closer and helped her putting the hoodie on. "Beautiful"

Daniel looked at you and let a shaky breath out. He had a plan. A plan for today. It would be the day.

Everything was smoothly working, you guys watching a film with Sunny, the girl wanting to sit between Dan and you, the others leaving earlier because they had parties in clubs or other's friends' houses... Daniel was finally left alone with you two.

You were in the kitchen getting Sunny a cup of milk when you heard the girl talk.

"Don't you have to go to a party, Danny?"

"Nop"

"But you have a lot of friends"

"I know. But I don't have plans for tonight"

"You do. You are here with Mommy and me. We can watch films all night and have a sleepover. And tomorrow you can come to Grandma's to see what Santa has left there for me and..."

Daniel bit his lip and looked at you. You were in the doorframe looking at him.

"Danny!"

Daniel looked down.

"Were you listening? Mommy and I always go and have breakfast outside when I don't have school. You should definitely come with us"

You walked to them and sat behind Sunny.

"You need to ask nicely. Maybe Danny has plans for tomorrow. Or wants to go home to sleep."

Daniel couldn't believe it.

"Would you like to say for a sleepover with Mommy and I and go to have breakfast down the street with us too?" She said in a hurry and then took a breath to recover.

Daniel's hands were shaky. He would love to. But you?

Again, he checked on you and it was surprising how easily you cached what he meant. You nodded slowly.

"I would love that"

"Nice! Let's go and get our pijamas" Then she gasped. "Oh, but you don't have pijamas! Mommy, do we have something for Danny?"

At the end you end up giving Daniel some of your biggest clothes, that looked funny and short on his ankles. But you felt soft. You couldn't stop smiling and giggling. And Sunny was happy too.

She got everything ready in the living room for the sleepover and nestled between your bodies. One film became two and she was still so energetic, way to excited because Daniel was there. And you didn't know well how bit had ended up laying against his side with your arms around your daughter.

"Can you play with my hair Mommy?"

"Are you tired, honey?"

"No"

Daniel and you chuckled at the same time. He was feeling great. He couldn't believe you were tucked under his arm and your daughter had her hand on his thigh. It was so organic to take her little hand on his and draw circles on the palm. Between yours on her hair and his on her hand, Sunny drifted to sleep quickly and you wondered if Mike was right. You two were perfectly fine together, but maybe Daniel was the missing piece.

Daniel thought you both were asleep, he couldn't, he was shaking. He hadn't felt this nervous around someone in ages. He was the cool guy.

The girl moved a bit and Daniel carefully grabbed her by the shoulders. You stayed still for a moment wondering what he was doing. And then he grabbed her and put her on his chest.

"Danny?"

"It's okay. I'm going to lay you down"

"Okay"

You lifted your hand to touch his back when he sat forward in the sofa and he squeaked.

"I-I though you were asleep" He whispered.

Sunny groaned.

"I thought she was uncomfortable"

"Don't worry, we do this a lot"

"Yeah?"

"Lay back"

Daniel laid back and you curled yourself next to him.

Any of you said much more than soft good nights. And in the morning, you were the first who woke up. During the nights, you had sifted positions. The sofa wasn't big enough, but you had managed to cuddle with Danny and keep Sunny sleeping on you.

The girl was deep asleep with her face hidden on Danny's neck and her hand keeping yours on his chest.

"Morning" You heard him.

"Morning"

You kissed Sunny's cheek before moving up. Then saw Danny's honey eyes looking at you and leaned to kiss his forehead too.

You went to the kitchen and Daniel stayed there for a little while. He was so comfortable with Sunny. But at the end he wanted to talk to you. So with all the care in the world, he put her on the sofa and made sure she wouldn't fall. Then followed you to the kitchen.

"Hey, did you sleep well?"

You left the milk on the counter and took a deep breath. Now, let's do it now.

"Mhm"You were blushing.

He walked closer and cupped you breath. Now. He leaned and kissed your lips. It was so slow and soft. It was warm and it made you smile.

"I need to tell you something" He whispered when he pulled back.

"I know"

He looked into your eyes.

"Do you?"

You nodded. It was obvious and Mike was right. He had been all this time.

"I love you too" You whispered and kissed him again.

But...

A gasp made you two pull back, your hand pressed on Danny's chest feeling his heart beating hard.

"You are my Mommy's boyfriend! Yes! I knew it!"

You both gasped and Daniel broke down in laughs.

"How is it? Huh!"

Daniel picked her from the floor and she hugged his neck.

"Because my Mommy talks a lot about you and she likes when you call."

"Sunny..."

"No secrets, babe" Daniel said. It was the first name he gave you and you felt like a teen girl in love.

"Yeah, no secrets. But Danny is not my boyfriend yet and these are adults things, okay?"

Sunny nodded and hugged Danny's neck harder, pressing her cheek against his.

"I'm so happy" She said.

Daniel looked at you and smiled and you knew that things would be alright. Maybe you hadn't had the best start. But now? Now he had your girl on his arms and you couldn't wish for something better.

I just love step dad Dan so much.

[anadorablehedgehog]

untouched - max verstappen x reader

pairing : max verstappen x fem!reader warnings : smut, oral (female receiving), dry humping word count : 1k summary : while max is giving you head, his mind is clouded with one thought : will he last long enough or come untouched ? a/n : hi !! this is my first time writing in a veryyy long time, also english isn't my first langage so excuse me if you see any mistake!! but i hope you'll enjoy it !! xoxo bunny

your hands were pulling on his hair, moans and whines were the only things that could be heard in the room.

max had been between your thighs for a while now, lapping and torturing your clit, he seemed more eager than ever before, acting like a starved man.

he had you seeing stars and you could feel the usual knot forming in your stomach, a feeling that max never struggled to make you feel and he indulged himself in this. it would be a lie to say that max didn’t take pride in how good he was able to make you feel with his tongue, mouth and fingers. he knew your body like the back of his hand.

but today, you weren’t the only one feeling the heat rising in your lower body and knowing yourself coming close to a climax.

it wasn’t the first time that max felt himself getting close without being touched, but it was the first time it happened while going down on you.

his hips involuntarily bucked up, his clothed crotch brushing against the mattress and giving him the slightest of friction. of course it wasn’t enough and of course he wanted more, but his whole focus was on you, your pleasure was his priority even if it meant ignoring his own.

your moans were getting louder and louder and his cock was harder than ever in his tight pants but max was determined to make you come before anything else, even tho his mind was clouded with the want of taking off his pants. he needed to release the pressure his clothes had on him.

"oh god max i’m… oh fuck i’m close!"

your words were a melody to his ears mixed with your delicious moans and if he could he would bottle them up to listen to them on repeat. he was sure that he’d never get tired of them, he’d never get tired of you.

and it all suddenly came to him, his eyes widening at the realisation that he was way closer than he thought. he felt his cock twitching in his boxer when he decided to give up. "fuck it" he thought as he positionned himself and begin to slowly roll his hips against the mattress, finally getting the relief he needed so much.

it didn’t take long for him to reach his orgasm which made him back up from your body for a quick second, to catch his breath. he then went right back at it, his hands holding your thighs as close to his head as possible, his fingers were sure to leave marks on your skin in the morning and he loved that.

"don’t stop, i’m coming… please max"

his right hand left your thigh and quickly found your clit, his thumb started massaging the bundle of nerves, making your back arche. then you finally you came, all of the pleasure and the tension washing over your body like a wave.

your thighs were squeezing his head, something he was used to and would never complain about. he made sure his mouth left a trail of kisses along the inside of your thighs before getting up and he stood there for a few seconds, to admire your body, your -still- slightly shaking thighs, your messed up hair and your knuckles who were still white from holding and pulling so much at his hair. you were his most prized trophy, the one that he would never let go of, the one worth everything, every sacrifice.

"fuck… want me to return the favor love ?"

and that is when the man, the second time world champion suddenly felt embarrassed for the first time, in a very long time. max had managed to forget how he painted his briefs white with his cum, how minutes ago he came untouched, just driven by your pretty sounds.

"i uh.. no don’t you worry sweetheart"

you were surprised and kind of taken aback, not used to your long term boyfriend rejecting such an offer. one thing that max never said no to -usually- was head from you and you knew that he loved it. he loved seeing you on your knees in front of him, doing your very best to please him and his refusal kind of worried you.

"oh, is everything okay ?"

he knew he couldn’t hide it no more, especially not to you when you were the one that made him come undone in his tight pants. without touching him you were still the one that got him to climax and that alone showed just how much of an effect you had on him.

"i don’t really know how to say this but i.. yeah i already came"

your eyes widened and a smile formed on your face.

"don’t laugh i’m not joking y/n!"

you couldn’t help but laugh, hiding your smile with your hand. even tho he might not think about it this way, you found that incredibly flattering. making your boyfriend come without even undressing him made something inside of you switch, it gave you a full boost of confidence and you were not about to let that opportunity go.

"ooohh you poor thing, i didn’t even get to touch you yet!"

"sorry baby, i couldn’t control myself, you sounded like an angel.."

fuck, max verstappen knew his way with words. but he wasn’t the only one able to play this type of games.

"if only you knew how angelic you sound, maybe you would let me deal with you tonight.."

as you said that, you got into your knees in front of him and unzipped his pants. max didn’t move, his cock already getting harder at your sight. your eyes looked up at him before pulling his pants down. and here you saw the wet patch on his underwear and licked your lips, the thought of max coming on himself making you squeeze your thighs together.

"y/n please"

"please what?"

you were quick to answer him while slowly pulling his underwear down, finally freeing his cock from his boxer and taking ahold of it. max threw his head back and his hand went to your hair, lightly grasping it.

"please touch me"

"as you wish my love"

max knew he was in for a long night when your lips wrapped around the head of his cock, and god knows how much he was excited about it.

[anadorablehedgehog]

BOOBS!

[anadorablehedgehog]

Public sex with oscar, other people getting off on it without them knowing or like them getting caught or maybe even oscar cuming in yn secretly in front of everyone, just anything voyeur with oscar please 😭

People would never ever guess the things that you and Oscar got up to behind closed doors, and even sometimes open ones. Oscar always got off on the idea of people seeing what he does to you, showing them how well he knows your body. They never question it when his driver’s room door is conveniently left unlocked whilst you celebrate his race, or when he licks his fingers after his hand comes up from below the table at dinner.

Sure they notice how affectionate he is, kissing your cheek and wrapping his arms around you from behind. But they’ve never heard the filthy words he whispers to you about how easy it would be to lift up your little skirt and stuff you full. Or so you thought.

Lando is the first to notice, given the amount of time he spends around you both. He notices the way Oscar often has a hand on you, leaning in too often to whisper something discreetly in your ear. It was at dinner that the truth first came together. Oscar’s hand had been under the table for a while, him eating his dessert with just one hand. You however, hadn’t eaten an ounce of yours. When Lando looked over to you he noticed how flushed you were, how your eyelids fluttered and how your lips seemed more tempting you than the dessert.

His eyes trailed over you, following them down to where Oscar’s hand seemingly rested on your legs. From his vantage point he could see the way Oscar’s arm was flexing rhythmically, his hand moving ever so slightly. His eyes widened as he realised what his shy teammate was doing. He won’t lie and say the thought didn’t have him straining against his jeans slightly, especially when he spotted how calmly Oscar was watching him. Oscar winked at his teammate, a finger coming to his lips in a shh-ing motion. Lando swallowed dryly, nodding as he continued to glance all night, especially when Oscar licked his fingers clean.

Oscar had continued his public acts, often finding himself two fingers deep inside you as you struggled to stay quiet. But he loved the busy clubs, when the drivers booked a VIP booth and no one paid any attention to anything other than alcohol. After the end of his first season in Formula One he was itching to celebrate, aching to get you alone. Once Oscar realised this was unlikely to happen, he’s formed a plan. A plan that culminated in this moment, you on his lap in a club, whilst some other occupants of the grid watched on.

Lando again had been the first to notice, your cheeks flushing at Oscar’s words. “Imagine being stuffed full in this club, nobody would know how deep I am inside you baby.” He cooed in your ear, large hands sliding up and down your exposed legs. It took George and Fernando arriving with more shots for you to agree, firm in your decision that everyone else was preoccupied.

You wriggled in Oscar’s lap, finding a comfortable position that didn’t look too suspicious. You hovered over him as he slipped his member out of his jeans. He bit back a groan as you slid yourself down, your warm walls encasing him. “So fucking tight aren’t you?” He whispered in your ear, “Such a slut for me.” You whimper lightly, burying your head in his neck as you start a subtle grinding motion against him.

“That’s it, use me where anyone could see you. Do you like that idea?” Oscar coos, “That anyone here could look over and see how needy and desperate you are.” His hands squeeze your hips as he rolls you against him, groaning in your ear at the feeling if you wrapped around him. Oscar’s grateful for the booming music, grateful that no-one can hear you moaning for him. You hear Oscar chuckle lightly from your position, looking up at him in confusion. “Don’t stop sweetheart, but we have a small audience.” Oscar tells you, your heart stopping at his words.

He smirks at the way your walls clench around him before beckoning the audience member over. You hear someone sit next to the pair of you behind the table, Oscar greeting him with a nod. “Took you a while to notice this time mate.” Oscar says, your ears barely picking up the scoff of your new admirer.

“Keeping her hidden that’s why Oscar, you know I like to see her face. See what you do to her.” Lando’s voice causes a flush to overtake you, your hips grinding harder against Oscar. He groans once more, head tilting back at the feeling of you on top of him. “Oh she’s getting you good this time isn’t she?” Lando laughs, licking his lips as he watches you move.

“You have no idea,” Oscar smirks, “She’s an angel.” He tells his teammate. You whine into his neck as Oscar’s hand wraps in your hair. He tugs lightly, your face emerging from its hiding spot. “I want you to look at Lando baby, he likes your pretty little face.” Oscar mutters, stroking your cheek gently as he grinds his cock into you. Once you make eye contact with Lando your pace increases, joined now by Oscar’s thumb on your clit. Your moan of his name catches the attention of another driver, the warmth of his body emanating from behind you.

“Roped Lando into your little kink too have you?”

The American accent of Logan fills your ears, a soft smile spreading over your lips at the familiar audience member. “It’s hot isn’t it Lando? The way she’d do anything for him. You should see them behind closed doors, absolutely filthy.” Logan muses, hand resting on your hip as he helps you move over his best friend.

“You really should come watch Lando, she loves the extra pair of eyes.” Oscar tells his teammate, “You think she’s dirty now? Wait ‘til you see her on all fours with my dick in her mouth. It’s art.” You can’t help but moan at his words, squirming at the way the three men discuss you. It’s when Lando smiles at the thought of watching you both in private, nodding at Oscar’s proposal, that you tumble over the edge.

Your legs quake and your eyes flutter shut at the feeling. Your walls clench around Oscar as he bites his lip, stifling the loud moan threatening to spill out. You attempt to hide your face once more but Lando holds your head still, studying your face as you cum for his teammate. Oscar grinds into you deeper, the rhythmic clenching driving him to his own orgasm. He shoots his load inside you, whimpering in sensitivity as Logan continues to move your hips.

The pair of you come down with heavy breaths and flushed cheeks, before eventually leaving the club. Trailed by Logan and Lando for a night you’ll never forget.

[anadorablehedgehog]

please can i request texts where the drivers have dated their teammate’s new girlfriend before?

included: charles leclerc, carlos sainz, max verstappen, daniel riccardio, lando norris, oscar piastri, lewis hamilton, geroge russel, franco colapinto, ollie bearman

cw: mentions of cheating, kinda toxic!drivers, for lewis I made his teammate nico (I couldn't resist), pretend max and daniel are teammates

a/n: I loved this one, it was fun to write

[anadorablehedgehog]

ao3 turns 15 today

reblog if youre older than ao3

(there's a lot of people asking about this, but the legal age to use social media is 13, except in few countries. so yes, there are people here under 15)

[anadorablehedgehog]

"I know you're cheating" prank

included: charles leclerc, carlos sainz, max verstappen, oscar piastri, lando norris, daniel riccardio, lewis hamilton, george russel, franco colapinto, ollie bearman

cw: kinda crazy reader, mentions of killing death and poison, a bit suggestive for charles and carlos

a/n: my first actual text au, be gentle

[anadorablehedgehog]

how the world feels when you listen to a song for the first time and immediately know you'll love it forever

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i root for all of my mutuals even if we don’t talk ❗❗ i see u an hope ur doin well an hope ur achieving ur goals 👀👏💓

[anadorablehedgehog]

[anadorablehedgehog]

thanks for tagging me!!

I'd say i'm safe

@anoirangel @alicisthings @hyperfixation-trashhuman @chaosofsmarty @theobsessedone @emydalcorso + everyone else

You’re stuck in a room with the last character in your gallery. How safe are you?

Thanks for tagging me @artsy-girl-76 @schnarfer @oonajaeadira @jeewrites (I’m so sorry if I missed anyone!)

Does this guy count?

YOU GUYS. It told me the gif was “too big”…. I’m not safe AT ALL 😅

Tagging @burntheedges @grogusmum @perfectly-imperfect-me23 @ishabull @davnittbraes

[anadorablehedgehog]

⏤ FRANCO 🩷

[anadorablehedgehog]

Driving through the valley just to chase the pain again

my poster for Bad Omens by @5sos

[anadorablehedgehog]

no more mister shy guy.

OP x fem!reader

in which you can’t work out why he just won’t sleep with you

i am neither normal, nor am i hinged! i hope you guys get the vision, i literally wrote this last night possessed by some feral urge bc i just love oscar sm and i’ve been needing to write for him sooo baaad. enjoy! pls lemme know what you think <3

songs to set the vibes: delicate by taylor swift, good looking by suki waterhouse, my kind of woman by max demarco, feeling myself by wolf alice

warnings: 18+!! minors dni!! smut, pwp but also there is some plot? overstimulation, crying in a hot way, choking, unprotected sex (L bozo don’t do that!) the most minor moment of angst, fluff

2.8k words

you watch him make coffee, daydreaming, balancing your heavy head on your hand. you study him while your free hand taps against the kitchen counter, nails drumming a random beat. sunlight streams through a gap in the curtains, framing him golden. you don’t think he knows how pretty he is.

oscar is oblivious to the way your mind is ticking behind him, twisting the cap on the carton of oat-milk. you hear the plastic fall onto the counter and your tongue wets your lower lip as he reaches up into the cupboard, his back flexing beneath his shirt as he finds your favourite mug. you realise then how swollen your lip is, snapped out of the trance he had you in, the one that had you biting your lip so hard, completely mindlessly.

he’s bulked up over the winter break, filled out a lot over the course of his rookie season. he’s no longer the scrawny, anxious guy you’d met at your fathers work event a year ago, he’s broader, thicker in your hands, utterly delicious. as much as you like the way he looks, you like his mind a whole lot more. if only you knew what was going on inside it.

oscar is an enigma, quiet, hilariously dry, the kindest man you’d ever had the pleasure of meeting. you’ve been together since the start of the winter break, november, after awkward run ins and plenty of pining since the start of his first season. you’d travel to races with your dad, a mclaren sponsor, and run into the australian, stare at each other and pretend no one noticed. after months of teasing from lando, oscar finally got the kick up the arse that he needed and you’d said yes to dinner before he’d even finished asking the question.

it’s february now, a week til he needs to be in bahrain. the last three months had been serene, spent with a man made of sunshine, and you’re sad to see him go, as if you won’t be in the emirates a mere four days after him. you fear the way you’ll ache for him, having been inseparable since the dinner that started it all.

but then again, it can’t be worse than the way you ache for him now.

“sweetheart?” oscar is waving his hand in front of your face when you realise he’s been calling your name for a good 15 seconds, and you have, in fact, been staring. hm? you jump, staring at him bewildered. he looks amused. “you okay?” he coos, sliding the coffee across the island towards you.

“yeah, sorry, i, um, i just- why won’t you have sex with me?” you blurt, slapping your hand over your mouth as soon as you realise what you’ve just said.

oscar just blinks, mouth forming a little o, the permanent blush he seems to have increasing tenfold. you instantly feel guilty for ambushing him, but you were at the end of your tether. three months of nothing, nada, zilch. every move you made was refuted, ignored as if he was oblivious. you were ravenous for him, he’s so gorgeous! and you didn’t want to pressure him, but you were starting to feel like there was something wrong with you.

you’d wake up in bed with him wrapped around you, grinding against your ass in his sleep, and you’d revel in it, the rare times that he actually seemed to want you like that. you loved him regardless, of course you did, but you’d be lying if you said you didn’t need to be… dealt with. urgently.

“i- um- what?” oscar splutters, and the bottom of his mug blinks against the granite.

“is there something wrong with me? am i not pretty enough?” you whisper, shy. “do you just not… like- do you not want to do that?” you ramble.

panic fills his face, and he’s rushing around the island, by your side in an instant. he takes your hands into his, finding your eyes. they’ve grown watery, a mixture of guilt and desperation swirling in them which makes him feel ill.

“baby, no, god no.” he rushes the words out, desperate to convince you that it wasn’t you. “you’re the most beautiful person in the entire world, prettiest girl i ever saw.” he promises. “i’m just… it’s scary.”

“oh, osc.” your face falls, and you want to throw yourself off of the balcony. “i’m sorry, i didn’t mean to pressure you. if it makes you feel better, i’m scared too. but i love you so much, i just want to feel even closer to you.”

“you didn’t make me feel pressured, i’m just sorry i made you feel unwanted. trust me, i want you like that. drives me insane. but i’ve never had sex before with someone that i love. not the way i love you, anyway. scared that i won’t be good enough for you.” he murmurs.

you’re hung up on the part where you drive him crazy, the part where he loves you like that, and then you remember how vulnerable he’s being, baring his entire soul to you, and you rip yourself from the fantasy.

your hands smooth over his shoulders, until you’re softly fisting a clump of hair at the nape of his neck.

“i love you. insanely. we’ll go slow.” you state. he moulds further against you, and you quickly realise it’s for leverage, because the next thing you know, you’re in his arms. he has his hands hooked under your thighs and he’s kissing you so, so deeply that you’re dizzy. you don’t realise that you’re halfway to his bedroom until he pulls away.

“i don’t wanna go slow anymore.”

oscar places you on your feet at the end of his bed, the large, plush king-sized mattress that is currently calling both of your names. your blouse gets unbuttoned first, his hands shaking in a way that makes you melt, and his lips trail over every inch of bare skin that he uncovers. when it finally falls to the floor, his pupils are blown wide, his hands palming intricate black lace. your jeans are stripped away mercilessly, his hands shaking less now, and you take it as a sign to crawl backwards onto the bed.

he stands there, watching you, apprehensive again. you can see how hard he is, how desperately strained his cock is through the light grey of his sweatpants, and so you switch tactics. your hand grazes your tummy, skimming up your abdomen until you reach a bra strap. you toy with the elastic, holding the kind of eye contact that makes him twitch, tugging it until it hangs loosely off of your shoulder.

“i need you, osc. i trust you.” you utter, soft and enticing. one finger runs under the cup of your bra, flicking over your nipple. he can just about see the hardened bud through the lace of your bra. it’s not enough, though, and every ounce of self control depletes when you whine, “want you inside of me so badly.”

the elastic band snaps and he’s on top of you, rutting between your legs like a man starved. you drag his shirt up and over his shoulder blades, moaning as you feel each and every muscle under your fingertips.

“just wanna make you feel good.” oscar rasps, rolling his hips even harder into your core.

“take these off.” you beg, pulling at the waistband of his joggers. he somehow musters the strength to pry himself off of you, just long enough to discard the uncomfortable material of his sweats, but as soon as he looks down, his plans change.

painted over the crotch of them is a shiny pool of your slick, and when his eyes flit hungrily to your core, he sees where you’ve soaked through your panties. you’re panting when you see the stain, and you just want to get him inside of you, but his priorities have changed. oscar collapses between your legs, head buried, tongue exploring.

he groans, carnal and needy, into the fabric of your underwear, laving his tongue over the lace. your eyes widen as he dives in, licking over the wet patch until he grows frustrated. you hear the tearing of the fabric, feel his big hands pawing at your thighs to spread them as wide as they’ll go. his tongue slides right inside of you and he whines. he fucking whines. the vibration nearly makes you scream. you can’t believe this is your oscar, the same oscar that had quivered with nerves a mere five minutes ago.

“oh my god.” you chant, rolling your hips against his face. you must be all over him by now, what with the way he’s sucking and slurping, obscene sounds of wetness sounding around the room. you’d be blushing a deep red if you weren’t so turned on, shaking against his bedspread which will probably need changing once he’s done with you.

you thought that maybe he was inexperienced and that was the source of his fear, but if he was, you never would have known. he was a natural in between your legs, nipping at your clit to get you even louder for him.

you cum faster than ever, and he’s mumbling something incoherent into your pussy when you do. you’re riding the high, midway through the bliss, when a thick finger slips its way inside of you. oscar realises that he can easily slide another in, and he does. he doesn’t thrust them in and out, he grinds them against your walls, and your mouth falls open as a silent scream forces it’s way out.

you cum a second time, in record time yet again, and he still doesn’t let up. he’s hitting that spot relentlessly with his fingers, keeping your clit between his swollen lips, and you’re begging him. for what, you’re not sure, but you’re whimpering his name like you’re going to die. and what a good way to go this would be.

his eyes meet yours, and he looks unhinged. that’s when you feel it. that all consuming, belly twisting rush.

“oscar!” you try to warn him, but it’s too late, and he knows it. he makes you squirt, because of course he does. the shy guy who was scared that he wouldn’t be able to please you makes you squirt.

he pulls his mouth off of you but keeps his fingers buried deep, eyes fixed on watching the way your pussy convulses.

“holy shit.” you cry. you’re staring down at him like you’ve gone insane. he’s smiling innocently.

“was that good?” he almost sounds shy and you want to kick him.

“are you… are you serious?” you rasp. oscar just shrugs. “get up here.” you reach for him and complies, slotting himself between your legs once more.

oscar resumes the rolls of his hips, and the friction of the grey fabric against your core makes your eyes roll back.

“please, oscar, fuck me.” you whine, his head falling into the crook of your neck. he bites down, leaving behind the sting of his teeth and a faint purple splotch.

“fucking love you.” he slurs, his accent thickening in a way that makes him sound that extra bit fucked out already.

“i love you.” you murmur, forcing his sweats down his legs. his boxers are wet, just like your panties were, and you can’t help but stare. oh, it’s big.

his boxers are peeled down and you can feel yourself throbbing. his cock hangs heavy, red and dripping, painfully hard. you reach for it, looking at him to make sure it’s okay to touch, and he’s rapidly nodding his head. your small hand struggles but you make it work, and his head tips back, exposing his thick neck that you want to suck purple. your hand works over him a few times, and a visible shiver running through his body makes you stop.

“you ready for me?” he asks through gritted teeth.

“please.” you gasp, locking your legs around his waist. “however you want me, ‘m yours.” you breathe.

oscar’s eyes roll back in his head, your words sending his brain blank, and then he’s pushing home, slow and deep.

“fucking hell.” he groans, guttural. you’re so tight, warm, soaking wet. he feels like the biggest idiot in the world for waiting so long for this.

“oh.” you gasp, your eyebrows knitting together. he’s so deep. “so full.” you pant.

“can you take it, sweetheart?” oscar’s lips bump your jaw. “want you to take it.” you nod profusely, desperate to hear him run his mouth even further. your eyes clench shut when you feel him move, just the tiniest bit, readjusting.

“move.” you plead. he’s staring down at you, watching every single micro movement of your face.

oscar pulls out the smallest bit and thrusts back in, nice and slow. the drag drives you feral, the weight of him on top of you makes you weak. you want to stay like this until the end of days.

“good?” he hisses, trying to keep composed. he’s finally inside of you, claiming you as his in the most intimate way of all. he tries not to think about how many times he could have had you begging under him in the last three months.

“so good, so good.” you repeat, pushing your hips up to try and meet his.

“so pretty like this for me. always so, so pretty.” he rambles. he realises that he never quite made it as far as getting your bra off, and he needs to see all of you. the cups are tugged haphazardly down, and oscar stares at your breasts like he’s never seen tits before. you hear him hum, low and greedy, and then you feel the wet drag of his tongue across your nipple.

the animalistic whine that he rips from you makes him thrust harder, upping his pace a bit. he can hear how much wetter you get when he picks up his pace, and he changes up his rhythm, pushing all the way in and dragging out again at lightning speed. your jaw goes slack and your eyes are damp.

“baby, what’s wrong?” oscar slows to a stop, and you want to scream.

“no, no, no, keep going.” you choke out, your throat constricting with a sob. “it’s so good. feel so good.” you sound drunk, all for him, and he loses his mind completely.

he taps into that athletic stamina, fucking into you with a newfound vigour that you didn’t think was humanly possible, and you feel things that you didn’t even know you could feasibly feel. you see stars behind your eyes, his face, and nothing else but bright white. calloused fingers find your clit, and you wonder fleetingly if he’s trying to kill you when he rubs messy shapes into the much too overstimulated bud. his teeth graze your nipple, and everything seems to come together perfectly.

thick tears run hot down your cheeks, only to be licked away by eager tongue. your belly tightens, aflame for him; he’s wound your body up perfectly and you’ve never in your life teetered so dangerously over the edge.

“can feel you, baby. want you to cum, okay? ‘n then i’m gonna fill you up.” oscar grunts. you clamp down on him even tighter, thanking god for oscar’s filthy fucking mouth and birth control, and then everything snaps.

you think you scream, you know that you’re sobbing, and your throat is raw when the wave hits. oscar keeps going, intensifying your pleasure, and when he finally let’s go, it’s the most beautiful fucking thing you’ve ever seen. it’s surreal, the way his neck flexes, eyes clenched tight, brown locks flopping over his sweat damped forehead. and the sounds he makes, god. he’s muttering into your ear, lewd and shameless, and a fifth orgasm nearly takes you under.

“gonna need you everyday like this, tight fucking pussy, all mine. can’t live without this now. fucking perfect.” he’s rambling, burrowing deep into you one last time. you feel his warmth spilling into you, feel his hot breath fanning your face. he licks into your awaiting mouth.

“fuck.” you giggle, breathless.

“good?” he raises an eyebrow, grinning bashfully.

“more than worth the wait.” you whisper, mustering the strength to lift your head just enough so that you can peck his lips. “you better not hold out on me ever again though.” oscar laughs at that and you feel the rumble in your flushed chest.

“you promise?” there’s the shy guy again.

“osc, honey, that was the best. ever. ever. need you to be mr sex god more often.”

“only if you behave for me.” he smirks down at you.

“there he is.” you sigh happily.

when he snakes his way back between your legs, lapping up the mess he’s made, and then some, you wonder just what you’ve unleashed.

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Good Girls Cum - OP81

Kinktober Day 26 - Edging + Orgasm Denial

Summary: Y/n faked an orgasm thinking Oscar fell for it and he's got a plan to show her what it feels like to really get no orgasm from him.

Themes/warnings: Smut 18+, mentions of public sex, begging

Word count: 1.4k

Oscar, like most F1 drivers, it a bit of a control freak even in his unbothered and relaxed personality.

But if there's one thing that he likes it's to push her to her limits while she surrenders control to him.

So while she's lying out in front of him, her exposed body there for the taking as she looks at him with hooded eyes. She's needy for him and he's not blind to it.

After all it's his doing.

He's been teasing and taunting her all day. He managed to finger her while seated in the car and she almost got off before they arrived and he left her high and drive.

She feels so completely desperate for him that it's no wonder she's laid herself out and is silently begging for his touch.

"Do you know why I've been riling you up all day?" Oscar asks making her frown a little in confusion, she definitely doesn't know. "You faked it last night."

Damn. She was really hoping she got away with it.

She tried in the moment because honestly they were both being lazy, but it hardly takes much to get a man off vs a woman. And usually Oscar doesn't fail, but they'd had a long day and she initiated it knowing he was a little too tired to be dealing with it.

"I...Yes. I did, but only because you seemed so tired and I initiated it."

"And now I'm initiating it and I'm going to make sure you don't fake it with me again." Oscar states earning a small sigh. "Do you want to stop?"

"No."

Y/n is hardly going to deny herself the promise of an orgasm to make up for last night. If only that's what he was actually going to be doing.

"No faking it." Oscar reminds her earning an obedient nod before he smile and moves down, head diving between her legs and tongue pressing against her into every sensitive spot he can reach.

Only when he feels her begin to quiver, her body tittering on the edge before he moves back from her and she gasps at the sudden cold air replacing the heat of his mouth.

"What-"

"Were you going to fake it?"

Y/n has got the message that Oscar might've been tired but he knows the warnings signs of a real orgasm from her and that's why the fake one didn't pass.

"No." Y/n chokes out in mild annoyance over his actions.

"Good." Oscar smiles repositioning himself as he rests his cheek to her inner thigh, but her orgasm has already fizzled down to a low buzz that is counting to die.

His fingers dance against her wet pussy, it twitching at the soft pressure and she quickly attempts to shift downwards for his touch and bring more pleasure to herself.

"Patience, baby." Oscar smirks knowing she's really going to need to heed that word because he's not going to be relenting until he decides she's done.

He slides in fingers into her, her slick walls welcoming the intrusion with a tightness as if she's trying to stop the threat of his touch disappearing again. Not that it's actually going to do anything to stop him in his evil plan.

Y/n is desperate for his touch and actually after last night she'll take anything he's willing to give. Though admittedly she's really hoping for it all lead up to the most intense orgasm of her life.

However, the brushing on her g-spot that builds up more wetness on his hand as he watches her with careful eyes feeling her get impossibly hotter around his fingers as she feels the edge of another orgasm about to spill over.

But once again. He's pulled his hand back.

"Oscar. No." Y/n whines already being frustrated.

Oscar hardly even acknowledges her. Instead waiting for her to cool off before he returns with his mouth and fingers combine.

And so it goes.

The build up to the brink before he's remove and the burning pool of pleasure in her tummy fizzles away again.

By the time he's finally got his dick out and teasing her with it. She's get tear stains down her cheeks and she's shamelessly pleaded with him to give her more.

Being filled up by his length when she feels as puffy and swollen as she is but is oversensitive with needs, she's surprised she doesn't cum on the spot but he manages to to get a few minutes of thrusting in and out of her, and she tries to tone down the tell tale signs that are betraying her.

Not that it works.

He pulls out, paining himself over the loss of feeling her as she cries out. Her nerves feels fried, her brain is scrambled from the constant push and pull. Everything feels too much.

There's a wet patch on the bed, her entire body is coated in a layer of sweat.

She feels like she's going to implode.

Oscar actually shares that sentiment, he is enduring this with her though of his own doing. He's almost certain that the reasoning behind his actions is lost on her by this point. She's certainly not thinking about him in the slightest.

"Oscar, please. I'll never ever fake it again. I promise you I'll never fake it again." Y/n rambles out, uttering any words she can think of to get the outcome she's looking for. "Please."

"Ok, baby. I'm done torturing you." Oscar states though really he's speaking for his own good and allowing them both the orgasms their bodies are aching for.

Oscar slides back into her with a breathless moan, he's about to burst and y/n is dizzy. If he pulls away from her again, she's going to be sick.

They both last maybe another minute before y/n's back is arched up and she's moaning so breathlessly and desperately her voice is gone, disappearing into a croaky wheeze. Her eyes roll back before they close trying to find any sense of grounding but it's almost like an outer-body experience.

As if the pulsing throb of her pussy locked down around him wasn't enough, he's done for just from the sight of her underneath him. The heat of his cum sends another wave through up, shooting up her spine in pleasure as she whimpers out.

And then she's limp, dead-weight and Oscar is almost tempted to join her but he manages to pull himself up off of her, watching her face twitch into a momentary grimace.

He's not exactly surprised she passed out, her body was visibly exhausted and that's why he's not allowing himself the rest because he wants to actually give her the correct aftercare she needs even if she's not awake to witness it.

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When y/n does wake up feeling like someone just about beat her body, her head lifts to find Oscar has dozed off, the tv on with some random show he no doubt threw on just to fall asleep to. His hand linked tightly with her own.

Her shifting does seem to make him stir.

"You are never doing that again." Y/n mumbles moving towards him as he simultaneously pulls her against himself.

"Then you better never try to fake it again or I'll remind you what it's like for me to intentionally leave you high and dry and next time I'll just not let you finish at all." Oscar smirks lightly before he sighs. "Are you ok?"

"Did I pass out?"

"Yeah, just went dead weight underneath me." Oscar hums while she nods. "I cleaned you up as best as I could but I can run you a bath and get you cleaned up properly, if you want?"

"That does sound good...I feel like I've done a million sit ups from how tense my stomach got." Y/n groans which doesn't do much to waver his smirk. "You could look a little less proud about it."

"No. I couldn't." Oscar chuckles leaning over to kiss her. "I'd go another round if I thought you could take it."

"Mmmm...evil man." Y/n yawns before wincing as she tries to stretch her limbs and feels the hot weight of her aching muscles screaming at the movement. "I definitely need a bath-a very hot one, I'm so sore."

"I'll get the bath sorted for you." Oscar smiles giving her a small squeeze before he detangles them from each other and stands up.

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