#♡ alex !!

[hoffmansgirl]

everything i want honestly. such a perfection of a man🥲

i wanna worship every.single.part of his body //i love him so much help me nicholas hmu 🙏🏻‼️

[httpsserene]

𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐩 (𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩) | 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 | 𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐱 𝐚𝐥𝐛𝐨𝐧

summary: a random man breaks your phone and runs away before you can even yell at him. he becomes your archenemy when you learn that you lost hundreds of photos of your children. and by “your children”, you mean pups—seal pups.

pairing: alex albon x seal specialist! fem!black!reader

from, serene: do not post any gifts you get on social media. that's how people get robbed /srs. i'm trying to make my reader's have different personalities but i think i failed with this one. i'll try on the next smau. happy reading, loves xxx

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messages • yn -> coral (yn’s coworker)

twitter • alex_albon

twitter • sealteamsix

messages • max please unmute us gc -> alex

twitter dm’s • alex -> yn

messages • yn -> coral

twitter dm’s cont. • alex -> yn

messages cont. • yn -> coral • alex -> max please unmute us gc

igstory • seallygirlyn just uploaded!

[caption1; optimus prime being a very brave boy while being weighed][caption2; cutely decorated suspicious packages are about to be unboxed. if i'm inactive just know alex_albon is responsible!]

alex_albon: his name is optimus prime 🥹🤧 seallygirlyn: it's adorable right? seallygirlyn: when he first got rescued he was fighting with another pup named megatron, so the naming was easy lol

coral: that looks like a lot more than an iphone 🤨 seallygirlyn: i told him to keep it reasonable! but i fear he went too far,,,

user: wow he was really serious about finding you. lwk kinda sweet. it's giving loverboy. 🤭 seallygirlyn: loll don’t read to far into it! he’s just a generous guy ☺️ user: if you say so….

messages • yn -> coral • twitter dm’s • yn -> alex

instagram • seallygirlyn • august 26th

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seallygirlyn when you ask a man to replace your phone that he broke, he might buy you the newest phone and a bunch of other things (you told him not to get !!) you can't buy my favor, yk? fish says thank you for the stuffie. thank you from me too, alex_albon. this is seriously too much to give for a broken iphone.

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seallygirlyn: going to miss using a flip phone lwk...tysm alex_albon i made it look all pretty in the basket in hopes it fixes your lightly ruined public image

➥ alex_albon: am i forgiven? ➥ seallygirlyn: i already forgave u alex, i told you this 🙂 ➥ alex_albon: just wanted you to say it where everybody can see it! they're still slandering my name ➥ seallygirlyn: you can replace my phone and my dying ipad but, you can never recover my lost seal photos :( ➥ alex_albon: i will pay for your icloud storage from this point forward until my dying breath ➥ seallygirlyn: i need that in writing with a signature ✍️

coral: i told you alex is a good guy! that's why he's been my favorite since f2!!!

➥ seallygirlyn: he's been moved from biggest adversary to occasional nemesis status ➥ alex_albon: that's improvement, i'll take it! thanks for supporting me from before the start, coral! dedicating my next points to both of you! ➥ coral: imgoingtofaint 😵‍💫

georgerussell63: ah. this must be why alex made me pay for his mcdonalds the other day. he spent all of his money on you

➥ alex_albon: GEORGE PLEASE 😟😣 ➥ user1: george is such an instigator. he lives to stir shit up i swear ➥ user2: russell, george. professional cockblocker extraordinaire.

user3: it's a little odd that a man would buy a woman he has no romantic interest in so many expensive gifts....

➥ user4: lol these gifts aren't expensive. the cost was nothing to him, he's an f1 driver and she's nothing compared to him 😒 ➥ user5: jealous little girl alert user4 🚨 ➥ user6: she's nothing compared to him? the woman who works tirelessly to rehabilitate seal pups and release them back into the ocean—the woman who's actively conserving the ocean and protecting marine life, is nothing compared to him? the man who drives an f1 car in circles? try again, girly. you're just jealous any RESPECTABLE man wouldn't give you the time of day. ➥ user7: CLOCK IT ➥ user8: read you like a book user4 🤣

user9: you have an orange cat named fish 🥺

➥ seallygirlyn: yes! isn't he the sweetest boy to ever exist? ➥ user9: i'd kill for fish 🫶🏻

user12: fish and his stuffie are the cutest!!!! i just wanna bite him

➥ alex_albon: not as cute as seallygirlyn ➥ seallygirlyn: ...who asked you? are you calling fish ugly?? ➥ alex_albon: what? NO !!! i was calling you cute?! ➥ user13: that was difficult to read ngl ➥ user14: mission failed. we'll get 'em next time.

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[loganswdc]

y'all know me , i'm a logan defender till the day i die , but today i have to speak on both him AND alex . the race was fucking horrendous for them . alex's engine TURNING OFF and being told "it's all okay 😊" is genuinely ridiculous . HOW CAN THEY TELL HIM EVERYTHING IS OKAY WHEN THE GODDAMN ENGINE JUST TURNED OFF MID RACE ??? THAT COULD HAVE BEEN SO MUCH WORSE ????

it's insane how awful williams has been this weekend honestly ; from taking away the upgrades they gave to logan because they "weren't working" , to telling alex that everything looks okay on their end when his engine turned off is ridiculous . and i guarantee you james is gonna go on the williams instagram with his little post-race debrief segment and not say SHIT about logan . it's so infuriating how the car is this shit . genuinely , how is it possible that the UPGRADES DIDN'T WORK ???? SO YOU TAKE THEM AWAY MIDWAY THROUGH THE WEEKEND ??????? it's fucking incredible !!!! actually fucking incredible !!!!!! i'm so pissed post race today , for both logan and alex , they deserve so much better and this weekend so bad . i feel awful for them and the shit they have to go through on the daily .

i'm this cat rn.

[vroomvroommuppett]

galex x grad student reader? maybe she’s studying arts or hospitality to work in the events side of the paddock one day and alex is always the one trying to convince reader and george to stop working so hard and chill with him

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ynrussellalbon studying while watching my boys kill it 🩵

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georgerussell63 Don't study too hard, baby.

alex_albon We miss you too. Soon though we'll be able to see you.

lewishamilton Please come soon. I don't know how much longer I can hear George whine about missing his wife.

logansargeant Same with Alex. Please come soon mom. ynrussellalbon soon loves georgerussell63 I'm not that bad alex_albon Same lewishamilton "Lewis, I know I just got off the phone with her, but I miss her" logansargeant "Logs, I'm going through Yn withdrawls"

fan1 mother is back

mercedesamgf1 Come work with us when you graduate!

wiliamsracing no us! scuderiaferrari us! redbullracing no us please! visacashapprb what about us? mclaren we have one of your children stakef1 us please! haasf1 we need the help! alpineracing we have your french friends astonmartinaramcof1 we have your uncle nando f1 or you know us ynrussellalbon good to know i have options

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georgerussell63 The daily selfies we send our wife to remind her to take a break.

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ynrussellalbon my boys.

landonorris You look like you're dying.

ynrussellalbon you take that back about my husbands, norris landonorris Yes ma'am 🫡

oscarpiastri Not pictured is Logan and I ahead waiting for them.

logansargeant "Hold on! We have to take a picture for Yn to make sure she takes a break." ynrussellalbon and this is why you're my favorites

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[caption: finally visiting my boys at a race]

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ynrussellalbon

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ynrussellalbon graduated, got my dream job working for two teams, and visiting my boys finally. no more long distance 🩷

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alex_albon It was way too long.

georgerussell63 You're ours now.

mercedesamgf1 welcome mother!

williamsracing we love you ynrussellalbon i love you too admins

georgerussell63 But in all seriousness, we're so proud of you baby.

alex_albon So so proud ynrussellalbon thank you my loves. i couldn't have done it without you two, reign energy drinks, your daily selfies for me to take a break, and helping me study. it was worth it in the end. and i get to work with both of my husbands.

logansargeant You really just had to post those?

ynrussellalbon you're my kid. what kind of mom would i be if i didn't embarrass you. besides you're stuck with me now oscarpiastri Love you too, mom.

lewishamilton Congrats, Yn! So happy to have you working with us!

ynrussellalbon Thanks, Lew.

landonorris Awwwww baby Logan and Oscar.

fan1 yay! mother will be back for good!

francesca.cgomez we need a girls night

flavy.barla YES PLEASE alexandrasaintlmeux Every week we're at a race together we should. iamrebeccad I'm down! kellypiquet Ooh yes! lilyzneimer YES! pierregasly What about your boyfriends? alex_albon Husbands* flavy.barla we haven't seen our wife in a bit. let us have this ynrussellalbon have a guys night

kellypiquet So happy to have you back! P has missed her aunt Yn.

ynrussellalbon P MY BABY. i have gifts for her. kellypiquet I told her your'e back and have gifts and she wants you to come as soon as you can. ynrussellalbon anything for my favorite girl

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[ebodebo]

Backyard Barbecue

NSFW CONTENT

—alex is your friends-with-benefits, and it’s your cousin's wedding, and you need a date.. (this whole plot was made just so he could eat box)

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"Please.." You beg Alex as you sit up in his bed, naked, with his fluffy comforter covering you. He sits on the edge, carefully putting his boot on, with his abdomen bare.

"You know I wouldn't ask you if I wasn't  desperate." You enunciate the last word. He turns to face you. "Desperate. Huh?" He raises a brow and turns back down to lace up his boot.

"Yes." You sigh. "My cousin is younger than me, and she's already getting married." You bring your knees up, so you can rest your head on them. "My aunts are always nagging me about when I'm gonna finally get a boyfriend." You huff out.

"Look, I feel for you—I really do—but they're going to know I'm not your boyfriend," he said, bending up and turning towards you.

"Don't make that face at me." He says, noticing your big puppy-dog eyes and deep frown. "What face?" You murmur, obviously lying.

"You know the face." He leans down to pick up a white shirt and slips it on. You silently curse and crawl your way across the bed to him with the whole comforter wrapped around you.

You rest your chin on his shoulder. "Please.." You purr as you press a kiss to his clothed shoulder.

"Uh-uh." He tuts. "What?" You question as you kiss your way up his neck and gently nibble at his ear. "I'm not-fuck-I'm not falling for that." He protests but makes no real effort to move away.

"Please.." You say again, this time whispering it directly in his ear. He could feel your hot breath, full of need. "Go with me." You leaned more on him, slowly dropping the blanket encasing your naked body so he could feel your nipples graze his shoulder as you leaned to look him in the eye.

He turned to look down at you, now at his eye level. "I'll make it worth your while." You grin, threading your fingers through his hair, gently tugging on the roots.

"Are you trying to barter sex?" He groaned out, a smirk playing on his lips. "Maybe." You play with the hem of the joggers he had on, slipping a finger beneath the waistband.

"God, you're gonna be the death of me." He huffed, roughly gripping your waist and pulling you onto him so you were straddling his lap. You could feel the fabric from his shirt rub against your bare nipples and the fabric from his joggers rub against your cunt.

He gripped you tighter, dragging his hand from your waist to grip your ass. "Uh-uh." You say, gripping his hand on your ass and moving it away. "You don't get to touch if you don't go." You use your hand to tug at his hair again.

"Fuck, fine." He gritts, bringing both hands to grip your ass. 

"Yay! Thank you." You exclaim, sliding off of him.

"Seriously." He huffs as you wonder to pick up your dress and bra off the floor, as you laugh at him. He doesn't stay sour for long as he notices the way your bare ass swings as you pick up your clothes.

"Jesus Christ, sweetheart." He leans forward, elbows on his knees. You pop back up and look at him. "Bad boy." You laugh out. "Quit looking at my ass, and get yours dressed."

"Why?" He sighed as he laid back on the bed. "Because we have to leave in thirty minutes." You casually said as you slipped your dress back on.

"It's today?" He twisted his head to face you, his voice carrying a lethal tone. "Surprise. Get dressed." You harp as you swipe some lipstick over your swollen lips. "God damn it." He grumbled as he begrudgingly got off the bed to head into the bathroom.

The ride to your cousins felt exhausting and long because Alex kept whining the whole time. Though, you didn't take his complaints too seriously because his hand rested on your thigh the entire drive.

You looked out the window to see the white, bricked, picked-fenced house—the house you had spent so many summers at. 

"We're here!" You chimed as you scooted closer to him to pull up the neck of the tie he pulled down as soon as you put it on him. 

"Was the tie really necessary?" He tilted his head, raising his hand to push a strand of hair away from your face. "I want you to make a good first impression." You gently pat him on the chest. 

"Let's go." You beamed.

You both made your way to the front door, which swung open without you even knocking on it.

"You made it!" Your cousin chimed, bringing you in for a tight hug. She made quick notice of the hunk of a man behind you. "You must be the boyfriend?" She asked, shamelessly looking him up and down.

"Yes, ma'am." He politely said, sticking his hand out.

"Oh, please. We're family!" She quickly brought him in for a hug, and he gave you a "help save me look" and you let out a quiet laugh. She let go. "Well, come on in! Your dad's inside." She stepped aside so you could both come in, but she gently grabbed your wrist and gave you a wink and a thumbs up.

"Nice catch." She whispered, referring to Alex. You let out a little laugh, covering your mouth. She led you both to the kitchen, where the rest of your family was. Alex noticed a familiar man leaning against the counter. He made his way over to him.

"Keller, what the hell are you doing here?" Captain Price questioned as he took a sip of his whiskey.

"I could ask you the same, Captain." He laughed out.

"Well, I'm-" Price begins.

"Dad!" You chimed, making your way over to Price and hugging him tightly. Alex's eyes widened. "Wha- Dad?" You pull away and tug on Alex's arm, so you're side-by-side. "Dad, this is my boyfriend, Alex." You beam as you thread your fingers through his.

"Boyfriend?" Price questions as his eyes dart to Alex's.

"Maybe boyfriend is a... strong word," Alex says, nervously scratching the back of his neck. "We've been dating for five months." You inform your dad, smiling.

"Is that right?" Price's eyes are still on Alex as he slowly sips his drink.

"Yes," you say as you turn to see your cousin struggling to bring in some fruit trays through the front door. "Sorry, let me go help her. Stay here." You say to Alex. His eyes widen, and he tries to grip your hand, but you are already off to the door.

"Keller." Price starts, as Alex turns back towards him. "What the hell are you doing with my daughter?" He gently places his whiskey glass down.

"Look, I didn't even know you had a daughter. You think I would have started dating her if I knew she was yours?" He counters. 

"I would hope not." Price cooly says as he crosses his arms. He notices Alex's pleading expression and decides to cut a little slack—just a little, though.

"Look, I know you're a good guy, and hell, she looks smitten. But that's my baby." Price gestures to her over by the door.

He continues. "If you do anything to hurt her, Keller, I'll-" 

"You'll kill me?" Alex interrupts, causing Price to let out a low chuckle.

"Christ, no. She would never speak to me again." Price leans a little closer to Alex. "But, I do know some guys who would if I asked." He's quick to step away from Alex and chuckle as he sees you approaching. He gives Alex a nod, and he puts on a fake laugh.

"Sounds like you two are getting along." You smile, grabbing Alex's hand. "We're going to go grab some food. You want anything, dad?"

"No, no. Your aunt already made me eat three plates." He pats his bloated stomach. You let out a laugh and drag Alex outside the back door to the burger station.

You assemble your burgers, carefully adding an array of veggies and a slice of cheese. As he puts ketchup on his bun, you turn towards him.

"Are you having fun?" You question shyly. 

"Why're you actin' all shy, sweetheart?"

"Well, you know." He raises a brow. "Because we aren't really da—" You are interrupted by a hand gently moving you aside. "Excuse me," the voice says. "Oh, sorry—Jack!" You smile, raising your arms to bring him in for a hug.

"I was wondering how long it would take ya," Jack said, encasing your body in a hug. It felt strange seeing him after all these years. You never dated, but your parents always joked that you two would get married.

You pulled away and looked at Alex, whose eyes were narrowed and his body visibly stiff. "This is my boyfriend, Alex." You grabbed his hand.

"Boyfriend?" Jack questioned, his eyes drifting to where your hands were connected. 

"That's right. Boyfriend." Alex confirmed, enunciating the last word.

You looked at him and made a confused expression but turned back to Jack. "So, are you having a good time?" You took Alex's cup of iced tea in his hand and sipped some. 

"I'm... ya." Jack's gaze slowly fell to the dip in between your breasts. 

"Eyes up," Alex commands, bringing his hand to rest on the small of your back. Jack immediately raises his eyes to meet Alex's as his face reddens at getting caught. "Sorry. I should. I... okay." Jack steps away from both of you, forgetting his plate with his burger on it on the table.

You turn to Alex with your hands on your hips. "What was that?" You question. "I don't know. Maybe he was busy?" He picks up his burger and takes a bite, playing dumb.

"You know that's not what I'm talking about, Keller." You continue. "I'm talking about you getting all jealous." He swallows. "Me? Jealous? When?" Widening his mouth at the accusation. 

"You so were. Oh my God!" You say, lightly hitting his bicep.

"I wasn't jealous. He was being weird." He explains. 

He pauses for a moment, trying to ease out his next words. "Have you two had sex?"

"What?" You laugh out. "No, Alex, we have not had sex." You grab a napkin off the table. "But, we've... done other stuff."

"Other stuff?" He shifts on his feet. "What other stuff?"

"Like you know.." You trail off.

"No, I don't know." He tilts his head, feeling his body tighten. "Go on." He pushes.

"I can't believe you're making me say it." You look down at the ground briefly. "Fine. Like oral or whatever," You continue before he can speak. "Well, he didn't like going down on me. It was mostly me going down on him."

"You're fucking serious?" He put his burger down on his plate. You nodded, taking another sip of his tea.

"I'm glad you like to though." You smile, drinking more tea. You tilt your head a little, a puzzled expression taking over your face. "You like to, right?"

He laughs. "You don't think I like to?"

"I don't know.." You tug on your bottom lip with your teeth.

He takes another bite of the burger, scanning your needy face and puffy lip tucked between your teeth.

"Where's the bathroom?" He roughly asks after swallowing. You weren't picking up what he was putting down. "It's... ah... to the right of the front door, then your turn to the left."

"Care to help me?" He asks, setting his burger down. He then grabs his tea from your hand and sets it next to his plate.

"Oh.. sure." You smile as you grab his hand and direct him inside.

It was nice everyone had moved outside, so now you and Alex didn't have to worry about anyone hearing you two.

You stepped into the bathroom first, and Alex followed suit, locking the door as soon as he stepped in. He was quick to connect his lips to yours. His hand wandered down your body, stopping just above your ass.

You begin to sink to your knees, but Alex quickly pulls you up and places you on the edge of the sink.

"You don't want me to?" You skeptically question, shifting on the cool porcelain of the sink.

"I only want to taste you." He sinks to his knees and pools up the fabric of your dress so it's gathered around your waist. You eye him and bring your hand to thread through his light hair. 

He places hot, open kisses on your lower thigh, slightly nipping at your skin, causing you to squirm. He continued moving up your thigh, painfully slow. You could feel his facial hair graze you, sending goosebumps across your skin.

"Can you.. can you just.." You threw your head back as he made contact with your upper thigh, grazing your cunt. 

"What was that?" He said, a smirk playing on his lip.

"Can you just.." You tried to gently scoot his head closer to where you ached.

"Talk to me. What do you need?" He gruffly said against your thigh.

"Fuck. I need your tongue." He let out a rough laugh that vibrated throughout your entire body. He leaned in closer and licked a small strip across the outside of your dripping cunt.

"Fuck." You moaned, tightening your grip on his hair.

His tongue was firm but not too firm. It felt just right against you. You craved more. No, you needed more. It was almost as if he read your mind because he slipped his tongue in you so it was grazing your clit.

You buck against his face at the contact. "I swear you're a mind-reader." 

"I know what you like." He gently licks your clit, making you cry out in pleasure.

"We gotta' be a little quiet, baby. You know I like to hear you, but I don't think your family would." He gruffed as he took your clit between in lips and sucked it slowly.

"Alex." You moaned out, leaning your head against the bathroom mirror. 

"Feel good?" He murmured against you as he licked your clit.

You quickly nodded.

"What was that?" He paused his actions, awaiting a response.

"Yes. So good." You whine out, trying to move him back.

"Good." He dipped his head back down and lightly licked your clit, then dragged his tongue along your inner lips, earning sweet moans from you. He moved back to your clit and drew soft circles on it. Once your legs began to shake, he knew you were close.

"I'm so-" You began, voice gravely.

"I know." He finished as he started to increase his pace. He kept it consistent as your moans became more frequent and your body pulsed.

He reached his arm up to gently caress your inner thigh, squeezing and kneading the fat of it, just how you like him to. You felt your stomach tighten, and the pleasure clouding your mind as your arousal covered his tongue.

He hadn't stopped his pace until he knew you were down from your high, standing up and letting you lean on him. 

You pulled back a little to look up at him. "I know you didn't want to come to this. But I'm really glad you did." You smile, gripping his arm.

"You're just saying that because I gave you an orgasm." He laughs, gently rubbing your cheek with his hand.

"No. I'm serious." You laugh. "I know you don't want to label this, but-"

"I want you to be my girlfriend." He says, tucking your hair behind your ear.

"Really?" Your eyes widened in surprise. "What changed?"

"Just came to my senses." He confessed. "And the thought of you with any other guy doesn't make me so happy." He smiled.

You smile back at him before your eyes widen again. "You'll have to meet my uncles. Don't worry, they're great." You say as you grip his shoulder to slip off the sink. 

"They work with my dad." You confirm as he fixes your dress.

"Oh, maybe I know them. What are their names?" He casually questions. 

"Simon, Johnny, and Kyle." Your eyes beam. "They're the best!"

"I'm so fucked." He sighs. 

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[elementaryhallelujahs]

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ fingers dimming the lights

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the home office is bathed in warm, ambient light—it always is at this time of the night, familiar and soothing, exactly like the figure sat at the desk, hunched over her laptop. alex knows her work schedule is erratic, she works with people all over the world like he does, different time zones and different countries, and not that she’s a slave to her laptop but she does work a tad too much if you ask him. 

still, he lets her be and stays in the corner of the room, flicking through his book. he lets her be that is, until he sees her rubbing her eyes tiredly and stifle another yawn. she reaches for the mug next to her, brings it to her lips, and frowns. it’s empty. 

then she stretches like a cat—back arched, arms elongated—before curling into herself. that, evidently, does it for him. 

silently, he sets the book aside and walks up behind her. she barely even notices until his hands are on her shoulders, feeling the knots in her muscles, trying to massage the tension away. 

“you’re tired,” alex tuts and feels her shrug. “come to bed. it’s almost ten.”

she snorts lightly. “you know i can’t for another two hours at least, besides, i’ll be free tomorrow. then i’m all yours.”

“you’re already all mine,” he teases and kneads the knots again. (he does make a mental note though, to get her a proper warm bath tomorrow; bubbles and salts and candles and all.)

“come on, love,” alex tries again but she only hums a bit. and then she turns to him with a full pout. 

“i wish, babe. but i’ve got to have a very grown-up, professional zoom call while trying to hide the fact that i’m wearing pyjama bottoms. two more hours, i promise.”

and just like that she’s back to facing her laptop, back to clacking away on the keyboard, making that soothing sound of her nails against it that he loves so much. right now, alex bends down and kisses her neck gently. 

“when does your call start?”

“umm, eleven…”

the suspicion in her voice makes him grin and then he places a few more kisses down her neck and on her shoulders. 

“could relax you a little till then,” he murmurs, “put you in a better mood.”

she tilts her head up to him and laughs. “what’s got you in a mood, sweet boy?”

the moniker makes him smile wider. his fingers continue tracing soothing patterns, and his lips leave gentle kisses on the nape of her neck. 

“just need you to take a short break, ’s all. your laptop won't run away, baby, the the call is still an hour away.”

the next time alex looks at her, there’s a mischievous glint in her eyes. that, and the way she subtly bites her lower lip… and alex knows he’s won her over 

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

the first thing he does is lay her down on the bed, then he dims the lights until their bedroom is just as cosy as her workspace—all warm and golden. 

the anticipation of it has definitely gotten to her. alex can almost see her trembling on the bed, back slightly arched, her nipples peaking out from her thin t-shirt, hair an effortless mess. the sight of her sends his neurons into overdrive and he feels the familiar tingling as all his blood rushes south.

“let me take care of you, darling,” he whispers, “just relax for me…”

his words effect her immediately, make her toes curl and her mouth part almost as if she’s anticipating the gasp that he will draw out of her. 

“there’s my sweet girl,” he trails a hand over her leg—starting from her ankle and up her calf and then up her thigh until his fingers are at her hip. the knot of her pyjama shorts is next. 

all he has to do is give it a light tug before he’s sliding it off her legs. she helps by lifting up her hips, then eagerly shimmies out of her underwear. 

“look at you now,” alex teases. then he leans down, his lips dangerously close to her stomach. "come on, baby," he purrs, “spread your legs for me.”

something like a whimper and a moan echoes around the room and alex drags a finger through her slit, lazily collecting the wetness, coaxing her and spreading her open while his mouth presses kisses all over. her lower stomach first, then her thighs. meanwhile, his thumb finds her clit and a jolt goes through her body. 

“fuck fuck fuck alex…” she moans out loud and a thrill goes down his spine. 

fuck, here he is—tasting her and touching her and making her feel this way. his girl, she is his girl. and oh he’s never been one to be primal and possessive but all he can think about at the moment is that she is his. 

she is his and he is hers. 

and he loves her. 

he loves her so fucking much.

she gasps when he sucks on her clit, letting his teeth graze it gently every once in a while. her thighs tremble under his hands, her muscles shifts and alex doesn’t stop her at all when she squeezes her thighs together—the pressure on his head is delicious and spine-tingling anyway. it’s heady and intoxicating, just like her scent, her taste. 

“oh god, al,” she moans loudly. “fuck, just like that…” her fingers tangle in his hair, tugging and pulling while she squirms under his touch, grinds herself against his face and alex takes it all.

his tongue laps at her folds, his nose pushing against her clit and her screams are like music to his ears. better than anything he’s ever heard. better than anything he’s ever created.

his cock throbs desperately, twitching and hard, dying to feel her clenching around his now, to feel her squeezing him until his vision goes white and he fills her up. he can practically see the image in front of his eyes—his cum dripping out of her, making a mess on her thighs. mess that he could clean up with his tongue or with his fingers and push all of it back inside her. fill her up completely. 

she clenches around nothing then and for a moment alex almost cums in his pants. but he can tell she’s close now. her hips rock against his face and her thighs squeeze his head harder. nails dig into his scalp making him hiss but she’s so close, he can almost taste her release on his tongue. 

“so perfect for me,” he urges and lets his teeth drag over her clit again. “let me taste you, darling, yeah? i know you’re close.”

“so, so close…” she trails off and alex can’t resist the urge to place a kiss on her thigh. a soft request maybe or even a way to coax her. 

“let go for me then,” he breathes and pushes his thumb against her clit. his tongue thrusts inside her again and she mewls out his name again. louder than before.

“don’t stop, al, don’t—” and he feels it then, feels her drenching his lips and his chin. feels the spasm of her thighs and feels her ragged breaths reverberating through her body. 

just like she requested, he doesn’t stop. he laps up every last drop she has to over, fucks her with his tongue till she’s completely done riding out her orgasm. only once he feels her body go slack does he straighten. 

and alex is met with the loveliest sight he can imagine.

her hair is sprawled all over the pillow, messy and gorgeous. her face is flushed, lip bitten till it’s raw and red. alex sees a sliver of her underboob from where her t-shirt rode up but it’s when he looks at her thighs does he see all the red marks he’s left behind… 

all the kisses and hickeys and slight stubble burn. light bruises on her thighs from holding onto her so tight. 

she’s marked and some primal part of him can’t get enough of the sight. 

quickly alex moves to her and captures her mouth in his. her tongue slides in his mouth instantly, and alex knows she can taste herself on his tongue. quietly, she moans in his mouth and he feels like he’s going to burst right then.

but there’s the matter of the fucking call…

he has no idea how much time has passed but he knows she needs to leave soon while he tosses and turns restlessly in their bed, surrounded by the scent of her, still tasting her—

“where are you going?” her voice comes out as a breathless rasp and alex realises he’s pulling away. 

“well… well, i though you had the call, love…” 

she clicks her tongue and her smile turns into her grin. 

“oh you’re not leaving this bed,” she declares. “i’m texting them that i don’t feel well.”

slowly, a smile spreads over his face and alex shudders under her touch. 

“whatever happened to being adult and professional,” he teases breathlessly but she’s already pulling up his t-shirt, already lifting it over his head. 

“oh no,” she tuts, “none of that. not when i have much better things to do…”

[f1version]

LOVE ON TOP ♥︎ a week of love-filled social media aus (& headcanons) to celebrate looooooooove!

♥︎ CAN I CALL YOU ROSE?

max verstappen x reader

♥︎ GALENTINES

oscar piastri & reader & logan sargeant

♥︎ DATES WITH YOU

headcanons, 15 drivers

♥︎ BE MY BABY.PPTX

george russell x reader

♥︎ LITTLE LIFE

alex albon x reader

♥︎ MY GIRL

mick schumacher x reader

♥︎ ALL OF ME

charles leclerc x reader

general masterlist | x = romantic | & = platonic

[verstappen-cult]

✦ ۰ —ᣞ ⊹ ݁ ﹙ 🖇️ ﹚: roadtrip with the boys !

listening to a bunch of different music because everyone has different taste. bickering, so much bickering. falling asleep on charles’ shoulder. hiking. getting lost because lando doesn’t know how to read a map. camping by the sea. max not letting anyone drive but him. sight seeing. stopping in the middle of nowhere because alex has to pee. sharing blankets. watching the sunrise together. taking lots and lots of pictures. no final destination.

[sweetestflow3rs]

♡ — DOL Love Interests Interpretations 💞

+ Individual Portraits below!!

[hoffmansgirl]

what the fuck he's actually insane?????!!!!!! my god

[httpsserene]

𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐚𝐥 | 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 | 𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐱 𝐚𝐥𝐛𝐨𝐧

summary: alex tries to bribe you into giving him a second chance. you accept the bribe—but, only because it will benefit the seals. definitely not because you want to see him again, or anything.

pairing: alex albon x seal specialist fem!black!reader

from, serene: almost had to split this final part into two! i hope y'all don't mind me hitting that max photo limit loll happy reading, loves xxx

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messages • yn -> coral • twitter dm's • alex -> yn

messages • max please unmute us gc -> alex

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twitter dm's • alex -> yn

messages • • max please unmute us gc -> alex • yn -> coral

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instagram • williamsracing & pacificmmc • october 12th

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williamsracing alex had a wonderful time on his private tour of the pacific marine mammal center! thanks to yn ln for showing us around and letting us meet some seals and seal pups! you can watch the tour video on our youtube through the link in our bio as well as donating to the pacific marine mammal center to help them conserve our oceans and wildlife!

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alex_albon: it was incredible to see the important work being done everyday to maintain our oceans firsthand! even better to be able to adopt optimus prime, my seal son <3

➥ charlesleclerc: find an original character trait albono 😡🙄 ➥ user1: f1 has become the most unserious sport in the world. ➥ user2: are you not entertained???

pacificmmc: it was a pleasure to host alex, even though he threatened to kidnap some of our pups ;)

➥ alex_albon: can you blame me? look at their faces! ➥ francolapinto: i am jealous 🥺 ➥ seallygirlyn: silly franco ☺️ only boys who break strangers phones and run away are allowed to do the fun pr events! ➥ francolapinto: 😂😂😂

user4: omg!!! yn and alex met again??!!! watching the video rn

➥ user5: IM SCREAMINGGG ➥ user6: the seal puppies little noises i just wanna take a lil bite ➥ user7: cute agression was on 💯💯💯

user8: alex making more alex noises as he had to feed the seals slimy fish 💀💀💀

➥ seallygirlyn: i almost confused his noises with the pups lol! ➥ user8: omg hiiii! you're literally living my dream! i want to work in marine conservation efforts just like you! ➥ seallygirlyn: visit our website for more on marine science and programs around the world < 3 i still feel like i'm living in a dream every day haha

seallygirlyn: alex was a very attentive guest! and he didn't even break any property :)

➥ alex_albon: please let it go already !!! ➥ alex_albon: what more do you want from meeeeee 🫠😫 ➥ seallygirlyn: my lost seal photos ➥ user9: holding a grudge 🤝🏽 seallygirlyn

messages • alex -> yn

instagram • williamsracing • october 20th • austin ⚑

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williamsracing double points finishes for our boys this weekend! i wonder if it has anything to do with the seally good luck charm alex had on his side of the garage?

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williamsracing: funniest moment this weekend was alex almost missing sprint qualifying because he was too busy talking to seallygirlyn

➥ seallygirlyn: I AM SO SORRY WILLIAMS F1 TEAM 🤧 ➥ coral: PLEASE DON'T BAN US !!! I WOULD LIKE TO ATTEND MANY MORE RACES ➥ francolapinto: yes admin do not be mean coral was very sweet 😇 ➥ coral: hwat? ➥ user10: franco needs to be castrated PLA

alex_albon: i ALMOST missed sprint qualifying—everybody’s freaking out for no reason 🥱

➥ alex_albon: also can you blame me? she was talking to me about jellyfish and i lost track of time ➥ seallygirlyn: this is the 2nd most embarrassing day of my life😖😭😭😭 ➥ user11: what's the first? ➥ seallygirlyn: when alex told the entire internet i cried when my phone broke ➥ user12: valid 😪

user13: she's a disrespectful guest and didn't respect the team's or alex's time the entire weekend. she should not be allowed to return.

➥ alex_albon: when? ➥ user13: when what? ➥ alex_albon: when did anybody ask for your opinion 🤨

messages • alex -> yn

twitter

igstory • alex_albon just uploaded!

[caption1; the only thing i cheat on is a diet plan][caption2; pretty views in santa monica]

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seallygirlyn: it was such a beautiful view! alex_albon: beautiful girl too 😏 seallygirlyn: smooth 😅

logansargeant: dude "pretty views" was the best you could come up with alex_albon: what's wrong with that???? logansargeant: i forget how old you are sometimes

twitter • postseason

instagram • seallygirlyn • january 23rd

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seallygirlyn after review from the board (five water pups) he's awarded my seal of approval x alex_albon

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alex_albon: the amount of fish i had to feed them to get this distinction was frightening 😰

seallygirlyn: should've watched where you were running the first time we met < 3 alex_albon: but if i never ran into you, would we have ended up here?

instagram • alex_albon • january 23rd

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alex_albon sealed it with a kiss x

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seallygirlyn: love you seally boy 🥰

➥ alex_albon: love you more seally girl 🧜🏾‍♀️

georgerussell63: i always believed in you mate 💪🏼

-alex_albon: i vividly recall you bullying me everyday until i asked her out ➥ georgerussell63: how does that contradict the statement i made 🧐🧐🧐

user14: where's the two barbie dogs dancing gif when you need it? so happy for you both!!!!

user15: the other formula one drivers do not need to use this relationship announcement as a guide. please do a soft launch or you risk being responsible for my heart failing.

➥ alex_albon: does nobody remember the posts on my story like three months ago 😔 ➥ user16: TWO PHOTOS on a STORY from THREE MONTHS ago is not a soft launch YOU ASSHOLE 🤬 ➥ seallygirlyn: i did tell him that we should've had a proper sl :/

logansargeant: now when do i get to meet her 😈

➥ alex_albon: never 🫡 ➥ seallygirlyn: next time your in cali! we named a pup after you at the center :))) ➥ logansargeant: alex if you screw up this relationship i will never forgive you

maxverstappen1: i hate puns 😾

➥ landonorris: man just sealabrate this good time with us mate ➥ maxverstappen1: i'm going to flip out ➥ oscarpiastri: i hope you know that was also a pun 😂

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[ryllen]

their consolation prize, is being drawn by me !

[alexsays-no]

it’s sooooo cool that you and ur bf are both such talented artists and btw i love both of ur art sooooo much it’s so good and it gets me through the bad days!

sending lots of love <333

Thank you so much!!! 🫶🫶🫶🫶

I really love @popcornhee ♡♡♡ and I agree, I think he is one of the most talented people I know.

[ebodebo]

Can we please get protective Alex Keller🙏🏻🙏🏻

The Shadows

—basically you and alex have been dating for a while, and you go find him after getting attacked in an alleyway.

—alex keller x f!reader

—2.8k+

—graphic depictions of violence (like seriously) , knife cutting, choking, blood

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It was a hot, humid evening—typical of Virginia in August, unfortunately. It was a contrast from the colder, rainy days in DC you have become accustomed to. Even though it was only a couple hours of travel between the two states, the weather made them seem worlds apart.

The only reason you were in Virginia was to visit Alex, whom you've been dating for a while. He worked for the CIA, and they were currently collaborating with one of the most elite task forces in the country, maybe in the world, T141, which your dad is the captain of.

You were quietly lying in each other's embraces on the couch in his living room before he got a call from your dad saying he needed to report to the Special Activities Center at the CIA urgently. 

"It's late." You mention, glancing out the window to the sun setting over the horizon, casting a warm glow through the window, feeling the cold swoop in as he let go of you to gather his things.

"I know. But they don't really operate on anyone else's schedules," he said, his voice hushed. He walked back into his room to grab a simple black shirt, casually slipping it on as he came back into the living room.

He sat on the edge of the couch, grabbing his boots and slipping them on. You leaned in closer, wrapping your arms around his neck from behind, lips ghosting over his ear.

"Are you sure I can't persuade you to stay?" You seductively say, pressing tiny kisses to his helix. 

"Baby... It's work." He groans out, grabbing your hand around his neck and intertwining your fingers, noticeably upset he had to leave.

"Tell 'em' you're with me." You suggest, laying your forehead on his shoulder.

"Somehow, I feel like that would make it worse." He lets out a deep chuckle before turning towards you and pressing a kiss to your temple. He moves his head down, hovering over your lips, but before he leans further, you slowly turn your head, evading him. 

"Give me a kiss." He gruffly states, bringing his hands up to cup your jaw. You lightly shake your head from side to side. "No."

"Sweetheart..." There was almost a warning tone in his voice. He tilted his head to the side, raising a brow at you.

You glance at him, impatience written on his face. A huge smile takes over your face, and you quickly turn to wrap your arms around his neck.

"Oh my God. Why are you so obsessed with me?" You jokingly laugh out, pressing your lips lightly to his. He takes the opportunity to grab the back of your head with his hand, pushing you deeper into him.

"I just am." He says, pulling back and smiling at you. You blushed, gently pushing his shoulder back. 

"Since when were you shy?" He snickered, turning back around to finish putting his boot on. 

"You're a loser." You turned your head slightly to conceal the color growing on your cheeks. 

"What kind of answer is that?" He cackled, standing up to grab his keys from the counter. 

"I'll call you when we finish. Okay?" You look back at him, lightly smiling. 

"Okay." You agree, watching him shuffle to the front door. 

"I love you." He yelled, his voice louder than needed.

"I love you too." You laughed out.

It had been two hours, no three, maybe four? You had lost track of time a little after one hour when Alex had texted you, letting you know he would be back very late, making you sigh.

You rolled around in his bed, unable to sleep since he wasn't beside you. Groaning, you decided to go to the kitchen and get some water.

Walking into the kitchen, you felt the cold of the wood on your feet, the sensation waking you up even further.

"Shit." You murmured, glancing out the living room window to the calm streets outside. A walk could soothe your mind. You thought, grabbing your keycard to the building and a water bottle from the fridge.

Although the days may be hot and humid, the nights are frigid. It wasn't unbearable, even with your simple shorts and Alex's hoodie covering your body.

You made it down the street, admiring the city's simplicity and warmth past the apartment complex. It felt nice breathing in the cold air and simply admiring the surroundings.

You were walking past a local pastry shop you and Alex go to every morning for a scone and coffee. It was closed, but even though the lights were off, it still looked so warm and inviting. You smiled as you walked past it, thinking about the scone you would get in the morning.

As your eyes continued roaming around the Greek restaurant a little past the bakery, you heard a sound coming from the alleyway behind you. You turned around swiftly, seeing no one. 

Maybe you weren't smart enough to know not to walk at night by yourself, but you were smart enough not to investigate a dark alleyway.

You continued walking, telling yourself you would only walk for ten more minutes, maybe less. The next few minutes were fine, though you felt a strange feeling crawling up your spine. It felt like you were being watched.

You shook off the thoughts as you decided to turn back around and just head straight to the apartment. You walked past the same Greek restaurant, then the bakery, seeing or hearing nothing odd until you were walking past the alleyway you heard a noise from earlier.

Your walking sped up as you passed it, but before you could comprehend anything, you felt a hand on your shoulder, causing you to jolt forward.

"You Price's kid?" a tall, masked man asked dryly as he gripped your shoulder. You were frozen in place, unable to form words.

"I asked you a question." The man pushed, his voice becoming more agitated the longer it took you to answer. His grip on your shoulder tightened, causing you to wince in pain.

"I-uh-I." You stuttered, looking up at him, grimacing. 

Although you couldn't see his face, you could feel a smile grow on his lips.

"Oh, Can't speak?" he sarcastically said. "My boss said you were free rain if you didn't cooperate." Your eyes widen, tears already brimming your waterline.

"Like a deer caught in headlights." He laughed, reaching into his pocket to pull out a pocket knife, which he quickly flips open, bringing it to hover over your cheek.

"No... please... I don't know who that is." You're surprised you even managed to get the words out. Your body was in such a state of shock and panic, and your voice and hands were shaking.

"Oh. You don't know him?" He pulls the knife away slightly, causing the tension in your shoulders to relax a little. Though, he's quick to bring the knife back to dig a vertical line into the flesh of your plump cheek, making you yelp in pain.

"You're fucking lying to me." He seethed, hands moving to grip around your neck, squeezing tightly, constricting your airways. You made a high-pitched squeaking sound as you tried to breathe in but to no avail.

"Why are you lying to me?" He brought the knife back up as your hands tried to pry his off your neck. "What? Cat got your tongue." He chuckles; the knife grazes your skin once again, this time making a horizontal line over the vertical one. 

The tears are pouring down your cheeks at the sharp sensation of the blade digging into your flesh. You almost wish he would just shoot you and make it easier. So, you wouldn't have to think about what else he has planned to do. 

"I'm gonna have fun with you." He says, hovering over your ear, bringing his face closer to yours. 

You had to think quickly. Or else you would end up God-knows-where, with God-knows-who. Your air supply was quickly depleting, so you had little time. You just thanked God this guy was such an idiot he wasn't even pressing down on the right artery, giving you some extra time.

You mustered up all the energy you had left, and in one swift motion, you swung your leg up to knee him right in the crotch, causing him to fall over in pain, dropping the knife on your face in the process.

You wasted no time sprinting to the nearest house and asking for a ride to the CIA. Truthfully, you could have sprinted to the apartment, but you had no idea if the guy was spying on you. You were also terrified. There was no safer place to be than with four special forces and highly trained CIA personnel. 

The lady who opened the door was rightfully startled. Your cheeks are garnished with fresh, deep cuts, with blood dripping down from them, slipping down your neck and pooling onto Alex's hoodie, and then your already bruising neck.

She let you hop into her car without hesitation and drove you to your destination. She refrained from asking you any questions, taking the hint that you were in too much pain to answer. 

The drive felt excruciatingly long, even though it couldn't have lasted twenty minutes. But adrenaline was coursing through your veins, and you could feel your pulse beating in your cheek. 

Once you had made it, you declined her offer to help you inside and instead thanked her for the ride. You stepped out of the car and made your way to the front door, your heart racing. 

Security is usually very tight, but the patrol units outside didn't have to be so vigilant with the specific personnel inside the building. You pressed your thumb into the finger scanner to get inside, wincing as the cold air scraped against your wound.

The door automatically opened, and you made your way straight down the hall to meeting room one. Judging from the guards standing in front of it and the lights on in the room, you assumed they were in there. 

You held your cheek as you rushed over there, guards extending their weapons as you approached them. 

"I need my dad." You pleaded, tears streaming down your face as you heard his voice bleeding into where you stood from the meeting room.

"Sorry, Miss. No one goes in." One of the guards says, retracting his weapon and letting it fall back into its resting position. The only thing you were grateful for was the dim light in the hallway. You think if they saw you, bloody and bruised, they might take a shot at you.

"I-please." You beg once again, voice trembling. 

"We have orders." The other man dryly says.

"I need to see him." You breathe out, feeling slightly dizzy.

"We already said you—" The guard was cut off by Price harshly knocking on the small window next to the door they stood in front of, signaling to be quiet. You knew he couldn't see you; where he stood, the hallway looked too dim to make out a figure. 

The knocking made for a great distraction since the guards turned to face towards the window. Letting you slip between both men and quickly reach out to open the door handle, pulling the door open and revealing the influx of people sitting around a large wooden table, with your dad standing with his arms crossed at the end of the table, closest to the door.

Your eyes widen as they all examine you: your dad, Alex, Simon, Johnny, Kyle, Kate, and a few other personnel. You twiddle your thumbs as you begin to speak.

"I-um." You stutter, feeling your eyes start watering again.

"Wha- what the hell happened to you?" Price is quick to spring over to you, meeting be damned, his eyes piercing into yours, examining the deep cuts on your face. 

"Well... this guy-" Alex was quick to stand up. He couldn't stand it; he sat back for a second while your dad talked to you, but he needed to see for himself. He made his way over to you, wincing at the cuts and bruises tainting your skin. 

"Someone hurt you?" His voice was low. You didn't know if it was because he was trying to be gentle or trying to suppress his raging anger; you guessed the latter.

"He... yes." You muttered, looking up at him. Something in him shifted; you could feel it. It was something you'd never seen from him. Something he never let you see.

"Are you... mad at me?" You shifted on your heels as his eyes widened. 

"Absolutely not." He stepped closer to you, causing Price to step away, wrapping his arms around you.

"Baby... I could never be mad at you." He whispered into your hair, gently brushing strands with his fingers to soothe you as you sobbed into his chest.

After a couple of minutes, Alex stepped back and looked at Price, nodding to him. You used the back of your hand to wipe your tear-filled eyes, accidentally grazing your cut.

"Shit." You curse, looking up at your dad.

"Let's get you fixed up, then, okay?" he gently asked, placing his hand on your shoulder.

"Okay," you murmured, bringing your arms to hug your body. Price looked over at Simon, and he nodded, standing and leading you to a bathroom adjacent to the meeting room.

Ever since you were little, you had been particularly close to Simon. You didn't know why, and frankly, he didn't either. Maybe it was the mask? You were a curious kid, after all. Perhaps it was his quiet demeanor? You were a talkative kid, so you would just babble as he sat and listened, nodding his head along to whatever you were saying. Eh, that's a mystery for another day.

"Sit." He patted the toilet seat and grabbed an emergency kit from under the sink. You obliged and sat down on the toilet seat. He pulled out some antiseptic and began cleaning the area.

"Gonna hurt a bit." He gruffed, gently moving the gauze around on the wounds, causing you to wince. Once he finished and began applying some gauze pads, a heavy silence settled over the small bathroom before Simon spoke.

"Hate seeing you like this, kid." His voice was rough, almost like he was holding back some emotion, as he finished applying the gauze and began putting everything back in the kit.

"I always knew you were a softie, Simon." You smile, gently touching the fresh gauze on your cheek. 

He huffs out a low laugh. "If you tell anyone, I'll be forced to kill you." He says, so sincere, if you didn't know him, you would think he was being serious.

"You're all good, kid." He said, gently tapping your shoulder.

"Thanks, Simon." You say, standing up from the toilet and bringing him in for a hug. You don't take offense to his half-hug in response because you know how he is. But, even though he's not too fond of hugs, he would never deny you giving him one. After all you're like a daughter to him; to all of them.

You step out of the bathroom as Simon follows suit, and you walk down the hallway back to the meeting room. Turning your head, you see your dad reprimanding the guards.

"If my daughter needs me, by God, you let her see me." You catch him saying, anger lacing his voice. You let out a little smile as you walk back into the meeting room.

"Hey," Alex says, getting up from his seat, his face covered in concern and unease.

"Hey," you say, wrapping him in a hug, to which he immediately responds, pulling back only a moment to gently kiss your temple.

"Can we... um... leave?" You mutter, looking at him. You continue. "Feels too clinical here."

"Yes, baby. We can leave." He kisses your temple once again, pulling back to intertwine your fingers.

You step out of the door and are met with your dad's eyes, noticeable tension taking over his body.

"Dad, I'm okay." You assure, letting go of Alex's hand and embracing your dad. 

"You're going into witness protection." He says, taking a deep breath to slow down his heart rate. You know he's joking, but some part of you thinks he might be serious.

"It's okay. I have my own personal security detail." You smile, referring to the meeting room with Simon, Johnny, Kyle, and Kate. Then, glancing at Alex.

"Guess you got a point there." He lightly laughs. "Call when you get home." 

"Promise." You assure, as you grab Alex's hand and continue down the hallway to the front door to leave.

Safe to say, Simon, Johnny, Kyle, and your dad all extended their hotel rooms and pushed back their flights to help Alex track down the man who hurt you. Shit, even Kate was in on helping them. That man was going to wish they were kind enough to just put a bullet through his head when they were done with him. 

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[elementaryhallelujahs]

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ strawberry lace

mdni, 18+ only

he’s always been cold on his birthdays, that much is a given. he expects the indoor parties and the alcohol blankets. he expects the raging hangovers the next day and the oily regret and the bitter realisation of one more year gone by; lingering in the air like the cold. 

what he doesn’t expect is to wake up on the other side of the world. 

the south side, that is. 

he’s never been one for spontaneous travel—not one to throw caution to the wind and say fuck it! and all that jazz. 

well, he wasn’t anyway. not before her. 

alex is a planner. alex is careful. alex wants to vet things and carefully structure everything. 

she does none of those things. 

she’s a whirlwind of all things frazzled and exciting and chaotic. she’s everything he’s not; everything he wants to be. 

and so when she begs and begs for a spontaneous birthday trip, (not for her birthday, it's for his birthday) he gives in for once. 

he’s 38. he counts as a middle-aged man, alex is sure of it. and yet with her he wants to chase his youth again and again. 

the morning of the fifth he wakes up in his own bed. 

the morning of the sixth he wakes up in fiji.

what’s more is that he wakes up in an inexplicably pink, princess bedroom. there are balloons—so so many balloons! pink and white and silver and the foil ones that spell “HAPPY BIRTHDAY AL” on the wall in front of him. and the moment he moves an inch, she jumps on him and smothers him with kisses. 

“there you are. i’ve been waiting!”

“waiting for?”

“for you to wake up!” she laughs. alex smiles in return and properly pulls her against him. “happy birthday, baby.”

her lips latch onto his, making him melt. 

her entire body is warm—not the kind of warm that comes from being in front of the radiator. she’s sunshine warm, like she’s already been outside before he’s even ventured away from the land of the dreaming. 

sleep makes his body melt into hers and alex happily nuzzles his face into her tits. 

“what’s all this?”

“do you like it?” she asks and presses a kiss into his messy hair. “i could only find pink balloons at first so i just went with the theme.”

“‘s all very cute. just like you.”

alex presses a kiss on her collarbone and inhales the sent of her skin—sunshine and strawberries and vanilla. utterly sweet. once he’s started, there’s no way he can bring himself to stop tasting her skin, breathing her in. drinking in her soft sounds and shivers and relishing the feel of her fingers digging into his bicep. 

alex hasn’t even properly opened his eyes yet and he knows he’s already in heaven. 

“stay,” he murmurs and finds her lips.

she lightly runs her fingers along his stubbly jaw, all the way to the nape of his neck, sinking them into his hair. then her hand runs lower, gingerly raking her nails down his bare back, making him shiver in delight.

warmth coils in his stomach. 

january is supposed to be cold and pine scented, it’s supposed to be stubborn remnants of christmas and bittersweet new years excitement. it’s never been warm, salty breeze and a sweet, sunshine girl in his arms. 

“stay in bed with you all day?” she giggles and tries to kiss him again. alex lets her chase his mouth, then smugly pulls back at the last minute.

“stay and keep me warm.”

“you’re plenty warm!”

now that his eyes are properly open, he takes her in inch by inch—first the red of her lips and then down her jaw, her chin, her neck… she’s clad in a bikini top: white lace, printed strawberries, a bow tied at the back. before she can even object, alex pulls on the string and the knot comes undone. 

“you’re like my little birthday gift, aren’t you? i get to unwrap all the layers.”

“mmm, is that what you’re doing now?” 

her already red lip becomes redder when she bites on it and throws her leg over his so his knee hovers just below her cunt. one movement and he’ll have her shaking under him. 

he takes his time though, time is what he has in abundance today. 

alex feels his skin tingle, every press of her skin against his is electric—little sparks dancing in the barely-there space between them. her breaths comes out in quick pants and her eyes roam over him. over his face and then his chest that’s devoid of any clothes. 

the only clothes he’s wearing are some cotton pyjamas. easy to discard. 

the bikini top falls apart and there she is, right under him now, back arching so she can brush her chest against his. get any friction on her nipples really. goosebumps rise on her skin wherever his fingers touch. 

“look at you,” alex breathes and swallows roughly. he feels a little drunk then, almost like he’s been intoxicated since the moment he woke up. “my beautiful, perfect girl,” alex hums. 

his kisses turn feverish as his lips move along the hollow of her throat, her collarbone. the heat in his stomach intensifies, his hand comes to rest on the back of her neck. he’s often used this position to hold her in place, to stop her from squirming but this time his hold is gentle. 

his mouth travels lower, ghostly kisses trailed down to her breast. 

she mewls when his tongue circles around her nipples.

it doesn’t take another second before her legs are around his middle and his big hands are gripping her thighs. rough, calloused fingers digging into soft flesh while she tugs at the hair at the nape of his neck and makes him groan. 

“oh, baby baby,” he breathes on her skin and lets her pull the pyjamas off him. “how am i supposed to let you go anywhere when you look like this.”

“don’t then,” she laughs. 

her hands trace his spine and alex feels his cock twitch in his boxers. he needs to be inside her right now, needs to feel her walls clenching around him. 

he also wants to taste her but they have all day for that. 

“want to be inside you,” alex groans when he feels the wetness between her legs. 

she tries to lightly grind onto his stomach, tries to get herself off even if it’s just a little bit. 

fuck she’s beautiful, and he doesn’t want to was poetic but the sunlight streaming in through the windows and onto her skin makes her look utterly luminous. 

as if in a daze, alex slides the waistband of her underwear off her hips and traces the exposed skin with his fingers. she moans something softly.

“i want you too, al. fuck! baby…”

they barely use their words after that. the room is far from silent though—it echoes with moans and sighs and the sound of her laughter when alex nips at her skin. it’s like a little rhythm—he bites softly and chases away the sting with a lick. he leaves a mark and then rewards her with a kiss. 

she doesn’t resist him at all when her underwear joins the heap on the floor with the rest of their clothes.

his hang inches between her legs and finds her clit, fingers rubbing lazily over it, almost in circles, slow at first and growing faster until she’s squirming for more—more friction and more of him and this and ecstasy and alex knows whatever he’s doing isn’t enough but just this once he wants to hear her beg. 

(oh, who is he kidding! he always wants to hear her beg and plead and show him how much she wants him.) 

“stop being a tease,” she whines and he laughs at her desperation.

finally, alex decides to end this misery. for her and for him. the need is driving him insane too. 

when the first thrust comes, slow and sensual—and without warning—her eyes roll back in her head. she whimpers something, curses softly and holds onto him, legs locking around him so she can take him in deeper. 

“shit baby…” he moans too. she’s squeezing him so tight. all he feels is her wetness and warmth. all he feels is his cock stretching her open. 

she closes her eyes and alex tuts. “open your eyes,” he nudges, “i want you to look at me when you cum.”

and so she obliges, looking him in the eye and moaning his name softly with each thrust, lifting her hips to meet his and grinding her clit on his stomach.

the pressure inside him builds with each thrust, his entire body feels charged and taut and a current runs right under his skin. 

under him, she’s as electric as a live wire. 

“look at what you do to me,” she moans and alex feels her thighs begin to tremble. 

she must be close now, she’s certainly acting like it—nails scratching his back, teeth softly sinking into his shoulder so she doesn’t scream loud enough for everyone to hear. (if it weren’t mid morning, he would have liked to make her scream. alex mentally marks it for later tonight.)

her hips thrust upwards, trying and failing to match him. she’s erratic, almost manic. there’s no rhythm to her movements, only lust and desire and so much want for him that he feels a wave of it run through his whole body. 

under him she shudders and cries out. 

“al, baby… gonna cum, f-fuck!”

he’s about to speak, about to tell her to let go but she’s already there. her body goes tense as alex feels her squeeze around him, so fucking tight that it tips him over the edge. 

alex thrusts into her as the orgasm hits him hard. ropes and ropes of his cum filling her up, spilling from the sides under the insides of her thighs are sticky and wet with slick. both their release combined dripping out of her. 

alex can’t help but drip a finger in the mess they’ve made and bring it up to her mouth. 

“taste us,” he says and shivers when she swirls her tongue around his fingers. 

he doesn’t know how long it takes them to comes down from the high. all he knows is that they stay like that, bodies locked together, him on top of her, breathing her in. the strawberry scent of her body lotion has dulled a bit now, replaced by sex and sweat. he makes absolutely no move to pull out, only adjusts himself so his entire weight isn’t on top of her. 

“happy birthday, al.” this time her voice comes out breathy and soft. it surrounds him, permeates through his skull and bounces around his brain. 

birthday. yes. his birthday. that’s what they’re here for. 

“mmm, thank you, darling. you’re my gift, aren’t you?” his mouth moves to hers again—another sultry, lazy kiss. another long minute passes. “the absolute best birthday gift i’ve ever had.”

“is that so?”

“would you like me to show you my gratitude?” alex smirks. 

and then he moves again to position his mouth between her legs.

[chilineskinn]

THE BOOK OF BİLL SPOİLER!!

If this had happened after Dungeons, Dungeons and More Dungeons, I would have cried infinitely-