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rubywillkins · 1 day ago

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dark mocha, shot of expresso, skim milk and almond milk please. Then egg Benedict(could this be present through the whole fic if u don’t mind, otherwise do what makes u comfortable my love) French toast, hotdog and mushroom burger. Beef stroganoff, beef cheese rolling, beef diced potatoes, sirloin steak, pork chops and potato gnocchi. Could I then please have bottled water then mineral water? All with Oscar piastri please❤️❤️❤️

Sure darling ♥️

Oscar piastri|

Beneath the surface

Pairing oscar × female reader

Dark Mocha dating shot of espresso rough sex skim milk dry humping almond milk vaginal sex Egg Benedict age play (sure darling ♥️) french Toast spanking hot dog size kink mushroom burger pain kink Beef stoganoff "you can take it,you have done it before" beef cheese rolling "Enough, please, I can’t take anymore!” beef diced potatoes “Do you need to use your safeword, darling?” sirloin steak “Do you know what happens when you misbehave?” pork chops “So good for me, look at how much you came.” potato gnocchi “Shh, just look at me, baby.” bottled water soaking in bath tub mineral water after care

Oscar’s gaze flickered across the paddock, narrowing slightly as he spotted his girlfriend, Y/N, laughing at something his teammate said. He felt a prickle of unease as his teammate leaned in closer, his expression animated as he spoke. Despite knowing it was probably harmless, a wave of jealousy stirred in Oscar’s chest.

Later that evening, back at their hotel, the tension between them simmered as they unpacked the day.

Oscar slammed the door shut behind him, his jaw tight and his shoulders tense. Y/N flinched slightly at the sudden noise, turning from where she’d been scrolling on her phone. She could see the fire in his eyes, the way his chest rose and fell with barely contained frustration.

“What’s your problem, daddy?” she asked, setting her phone down.

“My problem?” Oscar’s voice was sharp, incredulous. “Are you seriously asking me that right now?”

“Yes, I am,daddy” Y/N shot back, crossing her arms. “You’ve been brooding and stomping around like a storm cloud since we left the paddock. If something’s wrong, just say it!”

He stepped closer, his height and broad frame towering over her, though his frustration was more emotional than physical. “You and my teammate,” he said, his voice low but loaded with intensity. “The way you were with him today. The laughing, the way he was leaning in so close. Do you know how that looked to everyone? Do you know how that felt for me?”

Y/N blinked, taken aback. “Daddy, we were just talking. He was telling me a funny story—about a coffee spill, for God’s sake. It wasn’t anything serious.”

“Then why did it look so damn intimate?” he snapped, his eyes narrowing. “Do you know how humiliating it is to stand there, watching him act like you’re his, like I’m not even in the picture?”

Her temper flared at his words. “Humiliating? Oscar, he’s your teammate, not some random guy hitting on me. You’re blowing this way out of proportion!”

“Am I?” he challenged, stepping even closer. “Because from where I was standing, it didn’t look like I was the one making you smile like that.” “Do you know what happens when you misbehave?”

“That’s not fair,daddy” she said, her voice shaking slightly now, though with frustration rather than fear. “You know how I feel about you. If you’re so insecure about something so innocent, maybe the problem isn’t him or me—it’s you.”

Oscar’s eyes darkened, her words hitting a nerve. “Don’t,” he said through gritted teeth, his voice dangerously low. “Don’t make this about my insecurities. I know what I saw, and I didn’t like it.”

“Well, maybe you should stop jumping to conclusions and trust me,” she retorted, her own emotions bubbling over.

He stared at her for a moment, his breathing heavy, his fists clenched at his sides. “You drive me crazy,” he muttered, his voice strained.

“Good,” she shot back, her chin lifting defiantly. “Maybe now you know how you’re making me feel.”

And then, before either of them could say another word, he grabbed her by the waist, pulling her against him. The air between them was charged, their frustration bleeding into something more primal.

“You’re mine,” he growled, his voice low and possessive.

“Prove it,” she whispered, her eyes locked with his.

The tension that had built up between them exploded, the anger and jealousy giving way to a passion that neither could deny. The conversation was left behind as they gave in to the pull of their emotions, the room filling with the intensity of their connection.

He hovered over her.. kissing her roughly... Making her moan... perfect chance to slip his tounge in her mouth...

And pressing and rubbing his clothed dick against her hot and sensitive core..

You were so much into him that you didn't even realise when he removed all of his and your clothes.. and suddenly he flips you you now laying on your stomach...

And inserted in you without a warning in doggy style... He didn't even give you enough time to adjust him... So it will be a bit painful... He likes it in that way when he is super jealous....

He was thursting in to you while spanking you...

Your ass was bright red by now... And only god knows how much he loved it...

"Enough,daddy, please, I can’t take anymore!” you said while still moaning... You knew he was angry but his big cock was seriously feeling so big against you...

"Daddy it hurts..."

"you can take it,you have done it before"

He said while flipping you again and now he was pounding in to you again in missionary...

While he was pounding in and out in you... He was kissing and sucking your breasts too...

After a while when he saw that it was way more painful for you than je expected he said...

“Do you need to use your safeword, darling?"

"no daddy... I like it when you make it hurt"

You said while your nails were scratching and Peirceing his back...

After some time you both came together...

“So good for me, look at how much you came.”

He said while teasing you...

The room was quiet now, the only sound the soft rustle of sheets and their steady breathing. Oscar lay on his back, his large frame sprawled out, with Y/N tucked against him. Her head rested on his chest, listening to the rhythmic beat of his heart. He lazily ran his fingers through her hair, his other hand tracing light patterns along her spine.

“You okay?” he asked softly, his voice a low murmur in the dimly lit room.

She tilted her head up to meet his eyes, her expression peaceful yet slightly tired. “More than okay,daddy” she whispered with a small smile. “Are you?”

He chuckled, his voice warm and rich. “Better than I’ve felt all day.” But he noticed the way her body sagged slightly against his, her limbs heavy with the pleasant exhaustion of the night.

“Come on,” he said, sitting up and gathering her in his arms. “Let’s get you cleaned up.”

The bathroom was already filled with the soft glow of candles from earlier, their lavender scent lingering in the air. Oscar turned on the tap, adjusting the water to just the right temperature, and added a generous splash of soothing bath oil.

He helped Y/N undress, his touch tender and unhurried as he carefully folded her clothes to the side. She shivered slightly, not from the cold, but from the gentle intensity in his gaze.

He stepped into the tub first, his larger frame settling into the warm water, and then held out his hand to guide her in. She sank against him, her back to his chest, as he wrapped his arms around her. The water sloshed gently as they settled, the fragrant warmth soaking away the last traces of tension.

Oscar picked up a soft sponge and dipped it into the water, squeezing it over her shoulders and arms. “Let me take care of you,” he murmured, his lips brushing against her temple. He gently ran the sponge down her back, moving in slow, deliberate strokes.

“You don’t have to do all this, daddy” she said softly, her voice almost a whisper.

“I want to " he replied firmly. “You’ve given me so much tonight. Let me give something back.”

He washed her arms and hands, massaging her palms and fingers as he went. His touch moved to her legs, carefully kneading out any lingering soreness. He poured water over her hair, gently combing through the strands with his fingers before rinsing them thoroughly.

“Relax,” he said as he kissed her damp shoulder. “You’re safe with me Shh, just look at me, baby.”

She closed her eyes, melting into his embrace. The water seemed to cocoon them in a world of their own, and the earlier turmoil felt like a distant memory.

After the water cooled, Oscar lifted her out of the tub, wrapping her in a soft, plush towel. He dried her gently, taking his time as though savoring every moment. Once she was dry, he led her back to the bed, where he had already laid out a fresh pair of clothes for her.

He slipped her into one of his oversized shirts, the fabric swallowing her frame, and pulled the covers up around them. She curled into his side, her head resting against his chest once more.

“Thank you,” she murmured, her voice heavy with contentment and drowsiness.

“For what?” he asked, his fingers lazily tracing circles on her arm.

“For loving me like this,” she said. “For making me feel safe.”

He pressed a kiss to the top of her head, his heart swelling with affection. “Always, Y/N. Always.”

And as they drifted off to sleep, tangled together in the quiet aftermath of their long night, Oscar felt an overwhelming sense of peace. Whatever challenges tomorrow would bring, he knew they would face them together.

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Sorry guys for the delay... But I am really sick rn..And I know you guys are waiting for your requests and trust me I would make them as soon as I will be fine ( i have like 20 request pending) Thankyou ♥️

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