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i’m a white man’s whore

Max Verstappen | Post qualifying, Bahrain GP 2025 by Mark Thompson. (edited)

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oh myyyy

Oops, it's getting late and I had an overactive brain. Mafia!danny in which he fucks the lawyer prosecuting him 🤭🤭🤭

Live, laugh, lobster

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— nonnie gimme more of your overactive brain plz cuz as a future lawyer…yeah this got me 😵‍💫😩 18+ content below

Daniel wasn’t the type of man to beg. He wasn’t the type of man to answer to authority, either. He was the authority. So, he sure as hell wasn’t going to let some prosecutor ruin everything he’d built. He was untouchable—or at least, he had been until you came along.

The moment he stepped into your office, he had every intention of scaring you into making you drop the charges against him. A little intimidation, a few well-placed threats, maybe even a bullet left in your desk drawer for good measure.

But then he saw you.

And fuck, that changed everything.

You weren’t some grizzled old prosecutor who’d spent years clawing their way through the legal system. No, you were young, yet carrying yourself like you belonged here. You were all sharp edges and tailored perfection, your blouse tucked neatly into a fitted skirt that hugged your curves in a way that had no business distracting him.

“You’ve got some nerve,” he drawled, standing by the door, smirking. “Charging me for half a dozen crimes? You must have a death wish.”

Your head shot up from the contract you were meticulously reviewing, eyes narrowing the moment they landed on him. The weight of his presence filled the room instantly—too tall, too broad, too confident, leaning against the doorframe like he owned the damn place. Your fingers tightened around the pen in your hand, but you didn’t flinch, didn’t waver. Instead, you leaned back in your chair, crossing one leg over the other as you met his gaze with an unwavering stare, your voice cool and precise when you finally spoke.

“And you must also have a death wish, walking into a prosecutor’s office like you belong here.”

His grin widened, stepping further inside and shutting the door behind him. The click of the lock made something sharp curl in your stomach.

He stood in front of you as if he’d already won. Like he wasn’t moments away from going on trial.

You had spent weeks gathering evidence against him. Witnesses were silenced. Paper trails were scrubbed clean. But you were relentless. You had worked too hard to let a man like him slip through the cracks.

Daniel tilted his head, eyes dragging over you in a way that sent a shiver down your spine. He wasn’t looking at you like a man about to be convicted. He was looking at you like a man assessing his next target.

“I should have known they’d send a pretty little thing like you after me,” he mused, voice thick with amusement. “Smart. Dangerous.”

You crossed your arms, keeping your expression neutral. “Mr. Ricciardo, unless you’re here to turn yourself in, I suggest you leave before I call security.”

He shook his head, an amused expression on his face. “C’mon, sweetheart,” he drawled, voice slow and thick. “We both know security ain’t comin’ in here. And if they did? You think they’d get me out before I put a bullet in that pretty little head of yours?”

You swallowed but didn’t back down. “So you are here to threaten me.”

Daniel sighed dramatically, striding closer towards you with a lazy confidence. “Was gonna. Had a whole plan, too. But then…” He let his gaze drag over you, slow and deliberate, lingering on the curve of your hips, the way your blouse stretched over your chest.

Your skin prickled, heat curling low in your belly.

“Then what?” you pressed, forcing your voice to stay even.

His grin widened. “Then I saw you. And now I’m thinkin’ I’d rather fuck you than kill you.”

A sharp laugh left your lips, and Daniel raised an eyebrow.

“You think I’d ever let that happen?” you scoffed.

He chuckled. “Oh, darlin’… you’re gonna let it happen.”

You knew you should’ve been scared. You should’ve been reaching for your phone, pressing the emergency button under your desk. But instead, heat pooled between your legs, your breath quickening.

You tilted your chin up defiantly. “You really think I’d ruin my career for some lowlife criminal?”

“Lowlife? Wow, sweetheart, you wound me,” he spoke with a hand held over his heart. “But no, I’m not telling you to ruin your career.”

“Then what do you want?”

“I came here to make a deal.”

You raised an eyebrow. “A deal?”

His smirk widened. “Yeah. I’m gonna fuck your pretty little pussy and you’ll drop the case.” Another step forward. “And in return…” His fingers grazed the edge of your desk. “I won't make you disappear.”

Your pulse spiked, but you held his gaze, refusing to let him see even a sliver of fear. “Is that supposed to scare me?”

Daniel exhaled sharply, shaking his head like he was disappointed. “See, that’s the problem with women like you. Think you’re untouchable.” His fingers suddenly wrapped around your wrist, dragging you up until you were nearly chest-to-chest. “You aren’t.”

You gasped, but before you could wrench free, his other hand slid up your throat—not squeezing, just holding—forcing you to meet his gaze.

“You’re shaking, sweetheart.” His lips curled. “Maybe you are scared.”

You swallowed, refusing to give in. “And maybe you want me to be.”

Daniel’s grin darkened, his grip tightening just enough to make you swallow hard. His thumb brushed along your jaw, the touch deceptively gentle.

“You got a real mouth on you,” he mused, tilting his head. “I like that.”

Your pulse hammered in your throat, but you refused to let him see the effect he had on you. He smelled like expensive cologne and smoke, like sin itself, and every nerve in your body was telling you to push him away—to fight back, to remind him that you were in control here. But control felt like a slippery thing when he was this close, when his heat sank into your skin and his gaze made you feel like prey.

You forced yourself to smirk. “And you’ve got a real problem with authority,” you countered, voice steady. “I suppose that’s why we’re here.”

“You want this,” he murmured. “I can see how tense you are. All that fight, all that righteous bullshit you spew in court—deep down, you want a man like me to ruin you.”

Your cheeks burned, but you gritted your teeth. “Go to hell.”

Daniel just laughed. “Darlin’, I’m already there. Might as well make myself comfortable.”

You should have pushed him away. You should have fought.

Instead, you clenched your thighs together.

Daniel smirked. “I definitely like knowing you’re wet right now.”

Your breath hitched. “Fuck you.”

“Oh, sweetheart,” he purred. “That’s exactly what I plan to do.”

“I should throw you in a cell for this,” you hissed.

“Only if you’re there. Naked.”

Then he spun you around and bent you over your desk. Papers scattered to the floor, forgotten.

With one swift motion, he flipped your skirt up over your hips, exposing the soft lace of your panties. He groaned low in his throat, his fingers teasing the thin fabric.

“Fuckin’ hell,” he murmured. “Never thought I’d say this about a prosecutor, but I think I just found somethin’ worth keeping.”

You tensed as his fingers pushed aside your panties, running through your folds with lazy confidence.

“You’re wet,” he taunted. “Bet you’re ashamed of that, huh? Gettin’ off on being bent over your own desk by the man you’re tryin’ to lock up?”

“Shut up,” you hissed, but your body betrayed you, hips shifting against his touch.

Daniel chuckled darkly, unbuckling his belt with one hand, the clink of metal making your stomach flip. He didn’t waste time—he yanked his cock free, lining himself up and pressing the thick head against your pussy.

“Fuck,” he groaned. “This is gonna be fun.”

“D-Daniel—”

“Shhh,” he cooed, sliding his cock through your folds. “I don’t have time for your little power trip, baby. I have court soon, remember?”

You tried to push up, but his hand held your throat from behind, keeping you exactly where he wanted you.

“Go on,” he murmured, teasing your pussy. “Tell me to stop.”

Your pride screamed at you to fight. To tell him to get the fuck off you.

But instead—

“Don’t stop.”

Daniel groaned, “that’s my girl.”

With one brutal thrust, he buried himself inside you, stretching you open around his thick cock. A strangled moan escaped your lips, your nails clawing at the wooden surface of your desk.

“God, you feel fuckin’ perfect,” he growled, setting a ruthless pace. “Takin’ me so well for someone who hates my guts.”

Your walls clenched around him, and he grinned. “Oh, you like that,” he mused. “Bet no one’s ever fucked you like this before. Not one of those uptight lawyers you work with.”

You bit your lip, refusing to give him the satisfaction of an answer.

Daniel wasn’t having that. He tangled a hand in your hair, yanking your head back so his lips were right against your ear.

“Say it,” he ordered. “Tell me no one’s ever fucked you like this.”

A shudder wracked through you. “No one’s—” You cut yourself off with a whimper when he thrust particularly deep, brushing against that spot that made your vision blur.

“That’s what I thought,” he purred.

His free hand slid down your front, fingers finding your clit and circling it roughly. Your body tightened, the pleasure too much, too fast.

“I should be pissed at you,” he stated, bringing his palm back before slapping your ass, jolting you harshly towards his fingers on your clit. “You’ve been making my life real difficult, baby.”

Tears welled up in your eyes due to the sudden pleasure, and you moaned loudly, forgetting about where you were.

Daniel continued his relentless torment on your cunt while smacking your ass every now and then. “But I’m a reasonable man. I’m willing to forgive.”

“Please—” a moan tore from your lips, cutting your sentence.

“Gonna come for me, prosecutor?” he taunted. “Come all over the cock of the man you’re tryin’ to put in prison?”

Your body betrayed you. The orgasm hit you like a violent wave, stealing the air from your lungs as you clenched around him. Daniel cursed, his pace stuttering as he slammed into you a few more times before spilling inside you with a guttural moan.

For a long moment, the only sound in the office was the ragged pull of your breaths, your bodies still tangled together in the aftermath.

Finally, Daniel pulled out, adjusting his pants while you remained bent over the desk, your legs weak.

He leaned down, pressing a lazy, mocking kiss to the nape of your neck.

“You’re gonna walk into that courtroom in ten minutes,” he murmured, fingers sliding between your legs to collect the cum dripping from your pussy before pushing it back in. “And you’re gonna act like you don’t have my cum dripping from your pretty cunt.”

You turned your head, meeting his gaze. “And you’re gonna sit there in cuffs, knowing the only reason you’re not going to rot in a prison cell is because I’ll let you walk free.”

Daniel’s smirk widened, something dark flashing in his eyes. He slid your panties back in place, trapping his cum inside.

“Careful, sweetheart,” he murmured, finding your clit through the fabric and pinching it sharply as a warning. “I love a woman who plays dirty.”

want more mafia!daniel? send me an ask with your thoughts—filthy or not—and I’d love to write you a little drabble <3

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hii babies! i don’t know if i should continue writing for football players or just write for f1 drivers and i kind of want to start writing again now that i’m on spring break

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是约稿 感谢布拉里劳斯的绝美饭。。。

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he just like me fr (in love w/ men and alcohol)

Max in Portugal earlier this year via

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saving this for inspo, y’all i haven’t written anything but best believe i’m on here reading fics at night 💪

Smutty One-Liners Part VII

"Let me kiss it better."

"You definitely know what to do."

"Why am I the only one naked right now?"

"I just need you to say yes."

"Your screams will wake everyone up."

"We have all night together."

"Let me feel you react."

"What a dirty little mind you have."

"Please, tell me what to do."

"You seem to like what you see."

"Are you looking for your underwear?"

"Oh, you're so sensitive."

"You really are a good boy/girl."

"This is not the time to act innocent."

"Stop looking at me like that or I can't guarantee for anything."

"I'm going to shower now. You're coming?"

"Hmm, maybe I should shut you up now."

"Maybe it's a sin, but I don't care."

"You're such a tease!"

"Oh, we're not done yet."

Smut Masterpost

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it’s a redbull thing 💪

they really are redbull’s golden boys

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that’s hot as fuck

4 in a row, it’s a RedBull thing

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this was relatable (SCREAMING)

SECRET RELATIONSHIPS WITH THE F1 DRIVERS

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the glasses!! 🥹🥹

LAS VEGAS GP’24 - november 22, 2024 (Kym Illman/Rudy Carezzevoli via Getty Images)

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he’s just so expressive lmaoo

Formula 1 2022 Season In Summary

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F1 KINKTOBER 2024

As the October season is approaching I’m finally doing something that I’ve wanted to do for years! KINKTOBER. It’s always been something fun that’s intrigued me and I’ve loved reading about so now that I have my own blog I’d love to do it!

Day 1 - MV1 with Voyerism

Day 2 - LS2 with Public Sex

Day 3 - DR3 with Hate Sex

Day 4 - LN4 with Edging

Day 5 - SV5 with 69

Day 6 - NR6 with Size Kink

Day 7 - LN4 with Hand Kink

Day 8 - LH44 with Voice Kink

Day 9 - CS55 with Spanking and Punishment

Day 10 - PG10 with Cum Play

Day 11 - OP81 with Somnophilia

Day 12 - GR63 with Dacryphilia

Day 13 - LH44 with Spit Kink

Day 14 - FA14 with Marking

Day 15 - OP81 with Begging

Day 16 - CL16 with Face Fucking

Day 17 - LL40 with Hair Pulling

Day 18 - MV1 with Mutual Masturbation

Day 19 - FC43 with Panty Kink

Day 20 - CS55 with Toys

Day 21 - LN4 with Cockwarming

Day 22 - GR63 with Shower Sex

Day 23 - AA23 with Bondage

Day 24 - LN4 with Thighjob/ Humping

Day 25 - CL16 with Double Penetration

Day 26 - CS55 with Titjob

Day 27 - OP81 with Mirror Sex

Day 28 - MV1 with RolePlay

Day 29 - LS2 with CreamPie

Day 30 - DR3 with Temperature Play

Day 31 - All Halloween Party

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STOOPPPP NO WAYYYY AAAAAAA

just found out it's 5 years since the best video on the internet was posted

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fuck that’s hot

Lance speaking French…

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Detective Badge J.P

warning: smut 18+

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you want to what now?", he asked her as they laid in their bed.

her cheeks were a crimson shade of red, "nothing nevermind".

he grabbed her hands that were covering her face. he looked at her gleaming eyes, she slightly bit her lip and sighed.

"tell me what you want to do pretty girl", he smirked at her then caressed her cheek.

"i want to have sex while you have your detective badge on" she shily said.

"wow and i thought you were innocent" he told her as he began to leave small kisses on her cheeks.

he kissed her lips passionately, then left kisses trailing down her neck. he separated from her to put his badge on.

she grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and continued to kiss him roughly. jake smoothly took off her shirt and her skirt.

"you're so perfect, a complete goddess", jake said as he kissed her shoulder.

his fingertips grazed her arm that trailed all the way to her shoulder. he played with her bra straps, making her whimper.

"please touch me" she whimpered frustrated.

he swiftly took of her bra, and kissed her on her collarbone. he began to feel her breast, making her whimper and moan.

to him it was like music to his ears. god, he loved making her feel good. he sucked on her nipple as his other hand teased her left.

she squirmed next to him and kissed him again roughly, her lips were a deeper shade once they separated from each other.

"no fair, you have to take this off" she told him.

she unbuttoned his flannel, his light complex made him bruise so easily. she would joke about that with him, but she secretly loved it since her marks would show up easily.

she kissed his neck, "stopppp that tickles", jake said as he giggled.

she chuckled and sucked on multiple parts of his neck. as resulted her marks started to show up on his neck. she discarded the rest of clothes.

she was already wet from all the teasing he had done. she needed him so desperately.

"i need you jake, so bad" she whimpered.

jake got on top of her, his hand trailed down to her cunt. she always got so wet for him.

"fuck baby this all for me?" he teased her.

she nodded, "please i need you please please".

"good girls get what they want, are you a good girl" he asked her seductively.

"i am, i'm your good girl detective peralta" she told him while biting her lip.

he chuckled and inserted himself into her. as soon as he started moving and she adjusted to his size, her eyes rolled back. she loved how he made her feel.

"jake faster please" she moaned as she closed her eyes in pure euphoria.

"open your eyes or i won't go faster" he said as he stopped moving completely.

she whined, then opened her eyes. he smirked at her and railed into her at a much faster pace. he went faster and deeper, making sure that she felt him.

she looked at him, he looked so hot as his pace became faster and tiny sweat dropplets formed into his forehead, along with his purples bruises on his neck.

although what turned her on was the gold like badge that dangled on his neck. just by looking at it placed on his neck made her want to cum at that very second.

"fuck it feels so good", she pulled him by his badge and kissed him roughly.

he was still inside of her, his fast pace made his badge dangle in her face. jake looked down at her, she was moaning uncontrollably.

"i'm gonna cum, you're going to make me cum, fuck babe" she groaned.

"cum for me pretty girl" he said as he fastened his pace even more.

she felt him deeper, he was hitting the perfect spot. she felt her orgasm come on.

he kept going at his pace while cirlcing his fingers on her clit. this move made her insane.

she reached her climax, she squirmed and moaned underneath him. she was perfect to him, her mouth made an o-shape as she shivered.

"too good?" he asked her.

"so fucking good, perfectly good" she said as she kissed him.

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a/n:

not a football one-shot but i had too write this jake peralta smut because i saw a hot edit of him on tiktok LMAOOOO

hope ya'll enjoyed :)

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god i love men

F1 drivers on digital @ Miami GP

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he will never beat the baby girl allegations

kitty lance 2 me….