#Dennis hauger smut

[logansargeantsbabymom]

Helloa, i saw you do write for f2 drivers. Can i request 'somethimg to remember' by Matt Hansen with Dennis hauger?

Something To Remember

Dennis Hauger x Fem!Reader

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The sun hung low in the sky, casting a golden hue over the Silverstone Circuit. I stood by the paddock, my heart racing as I watched Dennis prepare for another race. The roar of engines filled the air, a symphony I had grown to love since the day I met Dennis. But today, something felt different. The weight of our last argument lingered, and Matt Hansen’s song "Something To Remember" echoed in my mind.

*"The memories come but they don't go,"* I thought, feeling the ache in my chest as I recalled our happier times. *"I hear the echoes pounding in my head."* Life with Dennis had its challenges, especially with his demanding schedule and the constant pressure to perform. But through it all, there was an undeniable love that kept us together.

Dennis climbed into his car, and I could see the determination in his eyes. He looked over at me and gave me a reassuring smile, which I returned with a wave, my heart swelling with pride and anxiety. The green flag waved, and the cars took off, speeding down the track with a ferocity that never failed to take my breath away.

*"As long as I keep my eyes closed, you're lying right back in my arms again,"* I reflected, watching Dennis maneuver through the tight corners with precision and skill. His determination and passion for racing were part of what made me fall in love with him, but they also made every race a nerve-wracking experience.

I thought back to our last argument, the one where we both shouted things we didn't mean. Racing took so much of his time and energy, leaving me feeling lonely and sometimes neglected. I knew it wasn’t his fault; he was chasing his dreams, and I admired him for that. But it was hard to always be supportive when I missed him so much.

*"I moved out but I never moved on, so tell me now, where did we go so wrong?"* I mused, feeling the weight of our relationship's ups and downs. I knew we had to cherish the good moments, hold onto them tightly, to help us through the tougher times.

The race progressed, and Dennis fought hard for every position. I could see the focus etched on his face, every muscle in his body taut with concentration. I held my breath as he made daring overtakes, my heart pounding in sync with the rhythm of the engines.

*"I was your something once, the picture on your dresser. When did I become your something to remember?"* I reminded myself, gripping the edge of the barrier in front of me. The support from the other drivers' partners and the fans around me was comforting, but nothing could quell the anxiety that bubbled within me.

As the final laps approached, Dennis was in third place, pushing hard to close the gap between him and the leader. The tension was palpable, every second feeling like an eternity. I could barely breathe as he made his move, overtaking the second-place car with a skillful maneuver.

*"All of my friends were wrong, they said that I'll forget him. But he's the kinda song you could play forever,"* I thought, watching him navigate the track with a blend of caution and aggression that took my breath away. It was a reminder of why I fell in love with him in the first place—his tenacity, his passion, his never-give-up attitude.

The checkered flag waved, and Dennis crossed the finish line in second place. The crowd erupted into cheers, and I found myself jumping up and down with excitement. Tears of joy streamed down my face as I watched him pull into the pit lane, the team surrounding him in celebration.

“Ohh-oh-oh, I thought we had it all. I was your something once, now you found something better. How did I become just something to remember?" I whispered to myself, feeling a rush of relief and pride. Dennis climbed out of the car and immediately looked for me. Our eyes met, and I ran to him, throwing my arms around his neck as he lifted me off the ground.

"You did it, Dennis!" I exclaimed, my voice filled with emotion. "I'm so proud of you."

He kissed me deeply, his hands holding me tightly. "I couldn’t have done it without you, Y/N. You're my rock, my everything."

“Do you think of me at all? Or have I never crossed your mind again?" I thought, feeling the truth of those words in every fiber of my being. No matter the challenges we faced, our love was the anchor that kept us grounded.

As we walked back to the team, hand in hand, I knew that whatever the future held, we would face it together. Dennis squeezed my hand, pulling me closer as we weaved through the celebrating crowd.

Later that evening, as the festivities wound down and the garage grew quiet, we found a moment alone. Dennis had changed out of his race suit and into something more comfortable, but he still carried the aura of a champion. He sat beside me, our fingers intertwined.

"Do you ever think about the future?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. "About what comes after racing?"

Dennis looked at me, his expression softening. "All the time," he admitted. "I think about you, us, what we could build together."

I felt a lump form in my throat. "It's hard, Dennis. The distance, the uncertainty. Sometimes I wonder if we’re strong enough to make it through."

He turned to face me fully, his eyes intense. "We are strong enough, Y/N. We've already come so far. Remember what Matt Hansen sings? 'We’ve come so far, don’t let it slip away.' We’ve got to hold on tight, and fight another day."

His words, borrowed from the song that had been a silent companion to our relationship, brought tears to my eyes. "I love you, Dennis. More than anything. And I want this, us, to work."

He pulled me into his arms, holding me tightly. "It will work, Y/N. Because we’ll make it work. No matter how tough things get, I’ll always be here for you."

As we sat there, wrapped in each other’s embrace, I knew that our journey wouldn’t always be easy. There would be more races, more nights apart, more arguments. But there would also be love, laughter, and moments like this, where we remembered why we fought so hard to stay together.

"Something to remember, something to hold on to, it’s the love we share, that’s gonna get us through,"* I repeated to myself, feeling the truth of those words wrap around my heart like a warm blanket. No matter what challenges lay ahead, I knew we would face them together, and that was something truly worth remembering.

[2-fast-2-curious]

MORE DENNIS HAUGER AUDIOS!!!

pretty please with sugar on top

[M4F] A Farm by the Fjord

[18:38] [Farm Boy] [First Time] [Lodging] [Food] [Fireplace] [Singing] [Romantic] [Sweet] [Fingering] [Penetration] [Nordic Accent] and actual [Norwegian]

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SENDING REQUESTS ASAP

Send them besties, i have some stuff im writing right now but I'll get to whatever you send when i can

[yazmarina]

hit play - a drabble event

hi everyone! since i have been feeling uninspired lately, i wanted to do this quick drabble exercise called hit play.

mechanics are: 1) choose a driver you want from the list in my rules, 2) choose a song from the list below, 3) send both to me and I'll write a drabble based on your chosen driver and song!

SONG LIST

timeless - taylor swift (alex albon)

meddle about - chase atlantic* (ollie bearman)

touch tank - quinnie* (zak o'sullivan)

backburner - niki (pepe marti)

better - khalid* (paul aron)

super trouper - abba (charles leclerc)

risk it all - the vamps (arthur leclerc)

toothbrush - dnce* (max verstappen)

close to you - gracie abrams* (oscar piastri)

miss missing you - fall out boy (dennis hauger)

[all songs marked with an (*) will be written as smut]

this is open to all f1 and f2 (and other) drivers i currently write for. once all ten songs have been picked, i will close this event and update everyone on which song is for which driver. songs can only be picked once. drivers can be repeatedly requested. this is on a first-come, first-serve basis, so hurry to get your desired song and driver in!

tropes, additional prompts, etc., if any, will be added to the story at my discretion. you may suggest some details you want to see but i may not add them, depending on if i think they fit the story.

happy listening!

[think-like-a-poet]

✯My masterlist✯

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prompt list(11-8 till 21-8)

Hello, welcome to my blog. Here you can find all my written pieces. I hope you can enjoy some.

Requests are open ( except for Song x driver )

I write for Formula 1( including old drivers), Formula 2( including old drivers), Formula 3 and Football. If you want a driver in a different category, you can always request and I can see if I write it.

I am new to football, so I don't know a lot of players yet but I try.

F1: I do not write for Valterri Bottas, Nico Hulkenberg, Kevin Magnussen, logan Sargeant, Lance Stroll and Esteban Ocon. List can be changed at all times.

I do not really write smut. Sometimes when I feel like it or the request is really nice I maybe do it, but probably not.

(NSFW)- 18+ content .( S x D )- song x driver

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Formula 1

My ao3 stories

Hurt(logan sargeant)

Put on the camera pt 1(Landoscar)

Smile at the camera pt 2(Landoscar)

Teach me a thing or two(Max x Oscar x Charles)

Tattooed in ink(lestappen)

Tell me what you want(4433)

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My beautiful boy ( fem!driver x oc bf)

Loscar(NSFW)- Gamer/ Only fans AU

MV1

Crazy cat lady

Last talk

Thight riding (NSFW)

Kiss me ( S x D)

Tell em ( S x D )

Drunk yapping

What is a soft launch

LN4

Stay in

Casual ( S x D)

Out of my league ( S x D)

Here alone again ( S x D )

Necklace

OP81

Breakfast

Campus ( S x D )

Hold my girl ( S x D)

unnamed

Shut me up ( S x D)

Miss you

CL16

Traitor pt 1

Take me back to the night me met pt 2

Bust the windows out your car pt 3

Ferrari

That girl ( S x D)

CS55

positive

spending time

Bar fight

Behind the camera

Ordinary life ( NSFW)( s x D)

PG10

Helping him calm down ft Kika Gomes

LH44

Lost and found

GR63

Yuck ( S x D)

Jenson Button

Beach kisses

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Formula 2

Franco Colapinto

Back home

Biggest supporter

Sacrifice Tonight ( S x D)

She said yes- Arthur Leclerc

Prema challenges

Food challenge- Loscar x reader

Truth or dare- Loscar x reader

Only question-Arthur, Ollie, Dennis x reader

Wheelbarrow challenge- Dennis Hauger x reader

Headcanons

Ollie bearman/ Victor Martins

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Football

Kenan Yildiz( Turkish nt)

Jealousy

Biggest Supporter

Pregnancy

Surprise visit

Babysitting

Arda Güler ( Turkihs nt)

Supporter

Xavi Simons( Dutch Nt)

Jealousy

Holiday spirit

Nico Williams( Spanish Nt)

Trust issues

[scuderiamh]

MASTERLIST

note: anything marked with * contains smut, anything marked with ♥ is a personal favorite

# ARTHUR LECLERC

windowsill ♥

“in which the best friend you've been in love with since second grade shows up at your door at 3AM with pizza.”

# ALEX ALBON

loud!reader hcs

“a list of headcanons surrounding alex albon dating someone loud and extroverted.”

# CARLOS SAINZ JR

coming soon - send requests!

# CHARLES LECLERC

impulse control

“without your frequently traveling boyfriend at home by your side, you're left with two things. loneliness and a lack of impulse control.”

shy!reader hcs

“a list of headcanons surrounding charles leclerc dating someone shy.”

red bikini

“in which charles shoos away your insecurities surrounding your own body.”

take two * ♥

“last christmas you broke his heart. this one he's showing up at your doorstep asking for another shot.”

jpg accounts and mismatched feeds

“a smau in which charles' jpg account finally goes public.”

# DANIEL RICCIARDO

coming soon - send requests!

# DENNIS HAUGER

coming soon - send requests!

# FELIPE DRUGOVICH

coming soon - send requests!

# LANDO NORRIS

coming soon - send requests!

# LEWIS HAMILTON

taylor's version

“your relationship, as told by taylor swift.”

# MAX VERSTAPPEN

late night devil *

“you hate him, you really do. but maybe just not enough to keep yourself from fucking him in the bar bathroom.”

# MICK SCHUMACHER

knight in shining armor

“when your baby's been keeping you up for god knows how long, your handsome neighbor is your knight in shining armor.”

shy!reader hcs

“a list of headcanons surrounding mick schumacher dating someone shy. follow up*.”

# NYCK DE VRIES

home ♥

“after a weekend getaway with your best friends, your fiancé and daughter are what really turn your house into a home.”

# PIERRE GASLY

coming soon - send requests!

# SEBASTIAN VETTEL

coming soon - send requests!

# YUKI TSUNODA

disaster

“despite being an absolute mess in the kitchen, you try your best to cook a full meal for your foodie boyfriend.”

CURRENT POSTING SCHEDULE HERE.

[lovelytsunoda]

formula two

🌹   = personal favourite 🎄= christmas collection

🍑   = spicy / smutty 🍂 = cozy collection

 🌩  = emotional / angsty 💍 = wedding saga

dennis hauger

payphone 🌩🌹

summary: it's not easy dating a formula 2 driver, especially when you're trying to balance that with your first year of college and he's halfway across the world.

clement novalak

don't worry, darling 🍑🌹

summary: clem hates it when his girlfriend is stressed. unfortunately, with finals coming up, she seems to be stressed all the time. lucky for clem, he has an idea to help her relax that he really thinks y/n is going to like.

boy in love (mini fic)

summary: when marcus asks clem about the current state of his love life, they were all pretty shocked at the frenchman's answer

the poolhouse (mini fic) 🌹🍑

after watching clement spend the evening filming a tiktok for his podcast, y/n can’t keep her hands off her boyfriend

crying over it all 🌩🌹

failing your driving test is humiliating, world ending, even. but when you're dating someone who's entire profession is to drive, it's a little more mortifying than it would be to the average passenger princess.

you sexy thing (kinktober 2023) 🍑🌹

someone has been watching a little too much magic mike lately. it’s ok, she likes it that way. (no smut, but it is spicy!)

heart too hot to hold (the cozy collection 2024) 🍂🌹

staying at campus over reading week wasn’t her first choice, but it was a hell of a lot better than a $800 round trip flight back home. over that one week while the campus was empty, she meets clement novalak and a rag-tag group of other holdovers who teach her valuable lessons about life and love

arthur leclerc

dim the lights (close your eyes) 🍑

arthur leclerc is the only man she would ever trust to touch her this way. the only man she would want to take her virginity.

liam lawson

and they were roommates ( mini fic ) 🍑

summary: it was bad enough that her roommate holly decided to give her brother her half of the apartment while she was out of town. it was even worse when she realized that liam lawson was actually very very hot

zandvoort (mini fic) 🍑🌹 🌩

one man’s misfortune is another’s chance of a lifetime. so why is it that Liam just can’t get his head in the game?

the man with the hex (the cozy collection 2023) 🍂🌹

he’s supposed to be helping hand out candy. but he’s finally alone with his girlfriend in her house, and right now he wants to do anything but hand out candy

indecent exposure 🌹🍑

some men should not be allowed to buy gag shirts when they go to vegas. liam lawson is not one of them. or, the liam face-sitting fic i've been ruminating on for months and never wrote.

emergency contact (sequel to 'youre on your own kid') 🌩🌹

summary: in the sequel to 'you're on your own kid', y/n makes the first step in breaking out of her shell and overcoming her anxiety by attending her first race with the mercedes team. unfortunately for her, all it takes is four hours and a few text messages with a certain f2 driver to make things all come crashing down again.

this one isn't really a liam fic, its more about the friendship between the reader and the people at mercedes, however liam does play a fairly crucial role.

olli caldwell

holding out for a hero ( family are the friends we meet along the way series ) 🌩

recovering from the events at silverstone, y/n feels like she's in a good place, with work and with friends. when a group of f2 guys invites her to join them at marcus armstrong's house for a holiday party, everything is about to change.

again, not really an olli fic. he's there and important to the plot but this fic is more about baby merc and her friendship with the team, and her struggles transitioning into adulthood

[formulateez]

ABOUT MY WORKS

the following section is additional information that isn't exactly involved with my requesting rules, but it's just general information about my work :) you can choose to read it, or you can gladly skip down to my requesting rules! ❤︎

⟿ i would have to say that my writing is pretty rusty, but my strong suits would probably be smut and angst ... LOL so you'll be seeing a lot of it here.

⟿ as i have stated in all previous navigation links, my blog and writings are for those who are 18+ ONLY! minors will be blocked immediately.

⟿ i might occasionally write for idols/drivers/celebrities that i don't normally write for, however that will probably only happen if i'm just in the mood to write about a specific person.

⟿ that being said, the idols/drivers shown on the list below will remain somewhat strict. these are the list of individuals that i find myself confident and comfortable enough to write about for a request!

RULES FOR REQUESTS

REQUESTS ARE CURRENTLY: CLOSED

⟿ i will mainly be writing for ateez, enhypen, nct dream, and various formula drivers!

⟿ i'll occasionally write for txt, other nct members, and potentially ?? a few other idols that i happen to bias, however it may be rare!

⟿ the first list below is of all the k-pop idols that i will happily write about for any requests! names bolded and in red are the idols/drivers that i will most likely write for outside of requests!

ateez: seonghwa, hongjoong, yunho, yeosang, san, mingi, wooyoung, jungho

enhypen: heeseung, jay, jake, sunghoon, sunoo

nct dream: mark, renjun, jeno, haechan, jaemin, chenle, jisung

nct: yuta, doyoung, ten, jaehyun, jungwoo, xiaojun, yangyang

txt: yeonjun, soobin, beomgyu, taehyun, hueningkai

random idols: jiung (p1h), eric (the boyz), k (&team), jungkook (bts)

formula 1: daniel ricciardo, charles leclerc, lando norris, oscar piastri, max verstappen, pierre gasly, carlos sainz jr

formula 2: arthur leclerc, jack doohan, dennis hauger

WHAT I WON’T WRITE

⟿ gore fetishes, vomit, scat, watersports, non-con/dub-con (cnc is a different story)

⟿ incest, step-cest, illegal age gaps (age gaps over 2-3 years will always have a reader at a minimum age of 20-21), idols as animals (i cannot think of the actual word for it, i'm so sorry)

⟿ i don't write very dark fanfics (mainly because i don't think i would be able to write them well), so no yandere (or any other "dark" themed type fics either! sorry </3

LAST FEW THINGS...

⟿ occasionally, there will be times where i write moments of recreational drug usage and alcohol consumption! it'll be marked in the warnings, however i still wanted to note this down! due to my blog being 18+ anyways, obviously all who may consume these things will be of age, respective to the legal ages of wherever the fics may take place!

⟿ even though i may seem very strict in terms of the info i've put in my blog, i promise i'm very nice! if you have any questions regarding to any of the rules or anything on my blog, please feel free to send in an anonymous ask or a dm!

[lecsainz]

FORMULA TWO & THREE MASTERLIST

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fluff ಇ | smut ✧ | angst ✶ | sad ʚ | sugestive 𑁤

LEC 12 ✶ ARTHUR LECLERC

˒ ⌕ one shot

monegasque charm: where are you going to the monaco grand prix with some friends and end up bumping into arthur. ಇ

˒ ⌕ smau

it's you and me: the one where you are arthur's girlfriend and want to go to a harry styles concert. ಇ

BEA 08 ✶ OLLIE BEARMAN

˒ ⌕ one shot

paddock encounters: the wolff family accompanies toto to a race, and their daughter and ollie end up bumping into each other in the paddock. ಇ

I don't wanna dance if I'm not dancing with you: the one where ollie does everything to invite you to prom in person and be able to go to prom with you. ಇ

out of my control: the one where you and ollie are best friends and ollie finally creates the courage to declare yourself. ಇ

ARO 01 ✶ PAUL ARON

˒ ⌕ one shot

bad race: where paul is not so happy with a race result and you - his girlfriend- decided cheers him up. ಇ

HAU 01 ✶ DENNIS HAUGER

˒ ⌕ one shot

u are safe with me: that one where you have an anxiety attack and your boyfriend - dennis - helps you.

[landhoehoehoe]

can't trust you - Dennis Hauger

part 1 , part 2

Here I am with Part 3 to the You series. I legitimately hate this part and am still unsure if it's okay the way it is but please know that Part 4 is so so much better lol, so just bare with me.

warnings: idk, some smut, angst, jealousy, crash, swearing

Dennis Hauger x reader; Your relationship faces hardships when you decide to switch teams

The kiss and confession in Baku kicked off a relationship like no other. 

The rest of Dennis’ season went increasingly well, the media loved your relationship and each of you was never seen without the other. 

You were practically glued to Dennis, in business as well as in real life. 

Playing the role as his personal trainer in the motorsport world, being his girlfriend in every other aspect of life. 

It was wonderful, truly, and you were the happiest you had ever been. 

Just enjoying the time together with Dennis, enjoying the easiness of it all. 

Enjoying how life just went on and you went along with the flow, not having to worry about anything. 

However, at the end of the season, things got serious again: You finally had to decide whether or not to take up the offer at Virtuosi. 

And after long nights of talking things through with Dennis, you decided to move to Virtuosi and leave Dennis behind at Prema. 

You knew it was going to be hard, not being able to see each other that often anymore, working for Dennis’ rival. 

But deep down in your heart, you knew it was the right decision to make for you personally. 

And in that aspect you just had to be selfish for once, couldn’t say no just because Dennis wanted you near. 

Because you knew Dennis and you would handle it somehow. You truly believed your relationship would be strong enough to get through it, so you didn’t worry about the change too much when the next season began.

But you didn’t know how wrong you were. 

Because Dennis’ thoughts went in the completely opposite direction: 

He was worried sick that he’d lose you to Jack. That you’d realize Jack could give you a better life than Dennis ever could.

That you’d leave Dennis and he’d be left with his heart broken into a million pieces. 

However, he could see it in your eyes that you wished to work closer to home, and he knew you’d have better chances at Virtuosi. 

So he agreed to let you go, assured you that he’d be fine, that he’d cope without you. 

But that was a lie. The biggest lie he’d ever told. 

Right then and there he wanted nothing more than to beg you on his knees not to leave him, to tell you all about his fears. 

But alas, he didn’t. 

He comforted you, reassured you, told you he trusted you. 

But he didn’t quite know how much of what he was saying was actually true.

So come the next season he was everything but confident when he walked into the paddock in Bahrain, not with you by his side, but his new personal trainer who he didn’t particularly like. Because it just wasn’t you. 

Instead, Jack was the lucky one to have you next to him, to have you wearing his team’s colors.

It was so weird seeing you dressed in all-blue instead of Prema’s red, and Dennis wished this was all a bad dream. 

That he’d wake up back in Norway, where you’d spent your holidays, with you in his arms. 

In this moment he wanted nothing more than to take back all the words he’d said to you before you’d signed the contract with Virtuosi. 

Why had he been so stupid to think he’d be okay with seeing you next to Jack? 

Because he was absolutely not.

 He could feel himself getting angry, hands making fists, jaw clenching when he saw you laughing at something Jack had said. 

“Are you nervous?”, his new personal trainer, Michael, who had misinterpreted Dennis’ sudden tension, asked. 

Dennis scoffed. He wasn’t nervous. 

At least not about the upcoming race. 

He ignored Michael, walking straight towards where you and Jack were standing. 

“But Prema is that way!”, Michael exclaimed behind Dennis, making Dennis roll his eyes. 

When he reached you and Jack, you sent him the sweetest smile, immediately melting away all the anger. 

“Hey, babe. Did you sleep well?”, you greeted him with a kiss on the lips that was way too short for his liking. 

His arm slipped around your waist, holding you close to him.

“Slept okay…the bed was cold without you in it though.”, he whispered into your ear so that Jack wouldn’t hear it. 

You laughed at his remark, dismissing it as an overly dramatic joke, but Dennis had meant every word of it. 

“Hey, mate. You excited for the new season?”, Jack chimed in, giving Dennis a handshake. 

Dennis really wanted to like Jack, since they’d been friends since they were little, but somehow that wasn’t possible anymore. 

Something just bothered Dennis about Jack’s whole presence. About the way he talked, the way he acted so friendly all the time. 

About the way he hugged you, like you were his. 

“Not really, what about you?”, Dennis responded for the sake of not coming across as rude, but his voice still sounded cold. 

He felt your arm around his waist, gently stroking his side. 

God, he had missed you so much, but it had only been a few days since he’d last seen you and been inside of you. 

“Yeah, kind of. Some big names out there this year. Pourchaire’s supposed to be the favorite this season.”, Jack admitted, making Dennis want to throw up on the spot. 

How could he act so innocent? 

Dennis just knewJack was trying to make you like him more, with his whole nice-guy-attitude. 

You reached out, slapping Jack’s arm in a friendly way. 

“Nonsense! You trained so hard for this, you just have to put it onto the track now.”

Jack smiled at you and Dennis almost rolled his eyes, but refrained from it in the last second. 

He’d promised you not to make things weird and complicated with Jack. 

And that was the only reason he wasn’t strangling Jack right now. 

“Where’s my motivational speech, hm?”, he couldn’t help but sound a bit salty when he squeezed your waist to make you look at him. 

“I doubt you need one because I already know you’ll do great.”, you smiled at him and let your hand wander over his chin to pull him into another kiss. 

This one was longer, but Dennis still wished it could last forever. 

He sighed when your lips left his. 

“I’ll see you after quali?”, he asked, because he saw Michael from the corner of his eye, gesturing for Dennis to come with him. 

“I’ll meet you at the hotel, okay? I have a meeting after quali.”, you replied with an apologetic look on your face.

Dennis sighed again. 

“Okay, you know my room number..”

Quali had not gone great.. neither for Jack nor for Dennis. 

So after you’d consoled Jack and assured him the next day would be better, you sent Dennis a text message before heading into your next meeting. 

"Be there in 30. Post-quali talks went longer."

Dennis’ stomach turned upon reading your words. Post-quali talks? 

As in talks with Jack? Alone? 

Dennis had qualified P14, two positions in front of Jack. Dennis had had a shitty day, too, but all you thought about was Jack? 

"No problem, take your time."

He didn’t want you to think anything was wrong, though, so he hoped his response sounded as normal as possible while really his blood was boiling at the thought of you consoling Jack.

When Dennis opened his hotel door for you, you already knew he wouldn’t be in the best of moods, but you didn’t expect him to be this needy for you.

He quickly pulled you into his room and had you pushed up against the wall in no time.

“Finally.”, he groaned, while his mouth already kissed and sucked at the crook of your neck.

“Dennis.”, you gasped, completely taken by surprise, somewhat overwhelmed by his hands all over your body. 

But he didn’t stop kissing you. Instead his hands went to squeeze your ass, his tongue swirling inside your mouth. 

“Dennis!”, you exclaimed, finally being able to push him away from you. 

Something felt different this time. You saw it in his eyes. 

Something was up with him. 

Something preoccupied his mind. 

“What’s wrong? Are you okay?”, you tried to read his face, and felt even more disappointed when his expression didn’t tell you anything. 

A half-smile made its way onto his face. 

“Yeah. I just really really need this. Need you. Now.”, he answered, his head dipping back in the crook of your neck. 

As he kissed and sucked at your skin you still couldn’t shake the feeling that something was bothering him. 

“You know…you can..talk..to me..”, you moaned, having to make pauses in-between talking because the sensation of his lips on your skin made you breathless. 

Dennis groaned against your neck.  

“But I don’t want to talk.��

His kisses went deeper, across your boobs to your stomach, pushing up your shirt. 

“Wanna fuck you.”

You rolled your eyes at his stubbornness, but there wasn’t really much you could do: Force him to talk to you? 

You both knew Dennis wouldn’t open up tonight, so you just let him continue, trying to push everything else to the back of your mind to focus only on him. 

Once you had moved to the bed and lost all your pieces of clothing, Dennis towered over you and took a second to admire you. 

Yes, he was insecure about losing you. 

Yes, he was mad that you spent so much time with Jack. 

But now, tonight, you were his. You were here, underneath him. 

And he’d enjoy every single second of it. 

Before he’d enter you he suddenly wanted to hear it from you, though. 

To hear you say that he had nothing to be worried about. That you were his until the end of time. 

So he let his dick glide through your folds, making you writhe underneath him.

“Stop teasing!”, you pleaded, moving your hips up to get more friction.

He almost gave into you, the need to feel you around him nearly too big to resist. 

“Tell me I’m the only one.”, he whispered, immediately hating how stupid he sounded. 

He just had to know. 

“What?”, you stopped moving against him abruptly, a frown on your face. 

You had known something was wrong.

“Tell me I’m the only one.”, he repeated, a lot less confident now. 

Confused, you tried to fathom where this sudden need for reassurance came from. 

When you didn’t answer, he got increasingly insecure. 

“Tell me I’m the only one you want. The only one who can make you feel this good.”

You began to smile, cupping his face in your hands. 

“Dennis….of course you are. You’re the best thing that has ever happened to me.”

He looked at you, wanting to believe the words you said, but still a part of him told him to be careful, that these might just be sweet nothings. “Look at me.”, you forced him to look at you when his eyes avoided you. 

“Believe me when I say you’re the one for me, Dennis.”, you whispered, stroking a hand through his hair. 

He closed his eyes, enjoying your touch. 

Maybe you were his. 

Maybe he could trust you enough to believe your words. 

So he leaned down to kiss you once more before finally pushing into you. 

You moaned, lifting your hips against his own as he filled you completely. 

He looked at you the whole time he was inside of you, feeling a mixture of pleasure and relief. 

But still, a small part of him remained unconvinced that this could be real. 

After Bahrain came Jeddah, the narrow street circuit where one mistake would land you in the wall.

So of course everyone was even more tense than on normal race weekends.

Dennis especially, since Jack was doing a little too well for his taste. 

The circuit somehow suited Jack’s driving style better than Dennis’ which ended up in Jack winning the Sprint Race on Saturday, and Dennis finishing out of the points. 

When he got out of the car after the straining race, he wanted nothing more than to fall into your comforting arms, to hold you close to him and forget about the world around him. 

However, he knew that wouldn’t be possible, since you’d be caught up in celebrating Jack’s win. Ugh.

Why did it have to be him who won the race? It could have been anyone else and Dennis would have been happy for them. But he hated seeing Jack standing on the podium. 

He hated the way Jack smiled and held his trophy in the air. 

He hated the way you cheered him on from beneath the podium. 

He hated how proudly you looked at Jack, how you were so happy for him. 

Dennis didn’t waste much more time in watching the ceremony since it already hurt enough that he hadn’t gotten points, but seeing you standing there really added to the pain. 

So he opted for the Prema garage instead, taking off his racing gear and debriefing with the team. 

He knew you’d find him once you were done with your tasks for Virtuosi. 

At least he hoped you would. 

And you did: Just when Dennis had said goodbye to his team and was about to leave the paddock, you came walking towards him. 

“Heyyy, babe! How are you?”, he could hear that you were still in that post-celebration haze, a huge smile tugging on your lips. 

He tried a half-smile when you pressed your lips onto his. 

It felt incredible, like always, but he just couldn’t stop thinking about the fact that you were wearing the wrong team colors. Fucking ugly blue.

“I’m alright, I guess. I just-“, Dennis got caught off by Jack appearing out of nowhere, running towards you. 

Without even looking at Dennis, Jack crashed into you and hugged you tightly. 

“We fucking did it, y/n!”, he laughed hysterically, and all Dennis could do was watch how your face lit up when you hugged Jack back. 

It hurt. So much. 

Still, Dennis tried to put on a brave smile. 

He knew you deserved to celebrate. This was your moment as much as it was Jack’s. 

“You were amazing out there!”, you exclaimed when Jack let go of you again, patting his shoulder. 

Dennis took the opportunity to wrap his arm around your shoulders possessively so that Jack wouldn’t try hugging you again. 

Automatically your arm wandered around Dennis’ waist, leaning into his touch.

Only then did Jack look at Dennis. 

“Sorry, mate. I saw what happened with your bad pit stop. Tomorrow will be better.”, Jack offered a consoling smile, and Dennis had to resist the urge to slap it off his face. 

He clenched his jaw, trying to act as if Jack’s words actually meant something to him. 

“Yeah….we just fucked up the strategy.”, he answered evasively.

God, he wanted to get out of here and finally be alone with you.

Why did the two of you always have to run into Jack anyways?

There was an awkward silence when Jack didn’t say anything else and it became clear that Dennis didn’t want to talk anymore. 

You smiled at both of them, squeezing Dennis’ waist. 

“Well um…we better get going now. I’ll see you tomorrow?”, you said to Jack, who nodded with a bright smile on his face. “Hope tomorrow goes as well as today!”, he replied with a glance at his trophy before turning around to leave you alone. 

Dennis rolled his eyes. “Hope tomorrow goes as well as today!”, Dennis mimicked Jack’s tone and waved his arms in the air mockingly. 

You couldn’t help but laugh when you nudged him into his side to make him stop. 

“Let him have his fun, love. You’ll get some points tomorrow, too. I’m sure of it.”, with that, you connected your lips again, and Dennis gripped your waist tightly. 

Dennis thought about your words a lot. Because he was nervous as hell when he sat in his car, waiting for the five red lights to go out. He knew the tricky turns of the course, knew he had to be focused 100% all the time if he wanted to get across the finish line and bring home crucial points.

And your words helped calm him down. Because he knew you’d be waiting for him after the race. You’d be there for him. You’d promised it. Dennis got off on a good start, being able to avoid possible collisions and overtake smoothly. 

He forced his mind not to drift off to intrusive thoughts about you and Jack, instead concentrating only on his car. 

However, when his race engineer told him Jack was in the car directly behind him, Dennis’ muscles tensed up. 

Images from yesterday flared up in his mind: Jack’s hands around your waist, Jack’s eyes lingering on you, Jack’s voice calling out for you. 

“Doohan point 2 seconds behind, go defend.”, his race engineer’s voice pulled Dennis back to reality.

This was it: He couldn’t give up this position. 

Not to Jack, not to anyone. 

He checked his mirror and saw Jack trying to attack on the outside. 

Panic filled Dennis. If he didn’t get a good entrance into this next corner, Jack would be able to overtake him. 

Dennis pushed down on the throttle, hoping it would give him the advantage he needed to come out the corner ahead of Jack.

Adrenaline rushed through his body as he kept checking where Jack was behind him. 

Then it happened: Dennis applied too much power than his tires could deal with and he immediately felt the rear end of his car slipping towards the outside line, towards Jack’s car trying to overtake Dennis.

Dennis lost control, frantically tried steering against the oversteer, saw Jack trying to avoid a collision with Dennis. 

Then Dennis regained control over his car. 

But it was too late. 

He saw Jack’s car crash into the barrier, Jack’s head being flung around in an unhealthy way. 

Dennis’ eyes went wide, his heart beat out of his chest and he felt so incredibly scared. 

What had he done? 

Immediately he stopped his car, not caring about his own race anymore. 

What mattered most was that Jack was okay. No matter how jealous Dennis was of Jack off track. 

Dennis’ sight was blurry as all he could focus on was Jack’s car when he ran towards it. 

“Jack! Jack! Jack!”, he shouted, rushing to Jack’s cockpit. There sat Jack, groaning with his eyes closed. 

“Mate I’m so sorry. I…I…I didn’t…I had oversteer and…”, Dennis stumbled upon his own words, his brain not able to form proper sentences. 

Suddenly he got pulled away from marshalls swarming Jack’s car and helping the young driver climb out. 

Thankfully Jack could walk on his own. 

Dennis breathed out a relieved sigh when someone guided him off the track. 

His eyes stayed glued to where Jack was being helped into an ambulance.

He just hoped everything would be okay. 

When Dennis got back to the paddock with shaky legs, you already came rushing towards him. 

“Hey, baby, is Jack ok? I-“, he wanted to pull you into his arms for comfort, but you pushed him away instead.

“How could you force him off the track like that?! You knew he’d end up in the wall!”, you shouted at him and pushed him again. 

Dennis was taken aback. In his post-crash state it took him a second to realize you thought he’d caused the collision on purpose. 

“No, no, y/n, the…the crash..it was never my intention to hurt him!”, he tried to defend himself helplessly, but you were already looking away from him, wiping away tears that had run down your cheeks. 

You were in another world right now: so angry at Dennis and so, so worried for Jack, who was on his way to the hospital now.

You didn’t even listen to what Dennis was saying. 

“You and your stupid fucking jealousy!”, you cried out, throwing your hands in the air in an act of desperation. 

“That’s what this is all about, right?! Because Jack dared to be nice to me!”

“No! I’m telling you: I lost control over my car, I couldn’t do anything!”, he shouted back almost as desperately. 

Why wouldn’t you listen to him? 

He tried approaching you again, but you simultaneously took a few steps back. 

“Listen to me! It was an accident, y/n! I never meant for Jack to get hurt, trust me!”, he pleaded, but you shook your head with a bitter laugh. 

“So I’m supposed to trust you the same way you trust me, huh?”, you scoffed, another tear running down your face. 

“That’s different, y/n….”, Dennis murmured quietly, his eyes avoiding yours. 

“No, it’s not! Why can’t you understand that you don’t have to worry about Jack?!”, you came closer again, some of the anger fleeting your voice.

“Because…”, Dennis couldn’t look at you.

“Because what, Dennis?!”, you were so desperate to know what was going on inside of him.

Dennis’ hand ran through his hair when he sighed. 

“Dennis! Tell me!”, you stepped even closer, making him snap finally.

“Because! Because of the way he fucking looks at you! You might not notice it but I do! I can’t trust him!”

“Okay, then don’t trust him! But you can trust me, your girlfriend!”, you exclaimed, a desperate look on your face.

 Because you could see it in his face that he couldn’t. 

That he was slowly slipping away from you and there was nothing you could do about it. 

You couldn’t do much more than assure him of your loyalty. 

Your hand reached out for his arm now, but he shook it off, scoffing.

“How can I trust you when you’re the one praising him for every. single. fucking. thing he does?!”, he replied angrily, narrowing his eyes at you. 

You couldn’t believe what you were hearing, suddenly not recognizing the person standing in front of you anymore. 

But Dennis wasn’t finished yet.

“You just don’t get it, y/n! It’s cristal fucking clear that I can’t trust you or Jack! I’ve seen the way you act around him, like you want him to fuck you so badly!”, he shouted loudly, distancing himself from you further. 

In that moment something broke inside of you. And he probably didn’t even know how hard his words hit you. 

“Well, thanks for believing me.”, you almost whispered, your voice felt so tired and overused all of a sudden. 

Like you’d been screaming all day. Mentally, you had. 

It genuinely hurt that he could ever think so lowly of you. 

You’d never cheat on him let alone think about the idea of leaving him, but apparently Dennis found that so hard to believe.

You stepped further away from him, not looking into his eyes. 

“I-I have to go. See if Jack’s alright..” 

Only then did Dennis realize he’d overstepped. 

So instead of continuing to shout, his facial expression softened, a remorseful look on his face now. 

“I’m sorry, baby…so, so sorry. I’m just…on edge because of the whole crash..”, he whispered, making a few quick steps towards you. 

However you didn’t move towards him. You stayed where you were, looking at him with all the pain he’d just inflicted.

When he reached out to pull you into his arms, you looked away. 

“Don’t.”

Without looking at him again, you turned around and left him standing there alone. 

He didn’t reach you for the next week. 

No answers to his texts, no calls, no nothing. 

Only your Instagram story let him know that you spent the week in England, working at the Virtuosi headquarters and helping Jack recover.

 Jack had got lucky and didn’t suffer any serious injuries from the crash so that he’d be able to get back in the car after the next race.

Other than that, Dennis didn’t exactly hear from you. 

Not until he ran into you in the paddock the next Friday before the next race.

“Hey.”, he greeted you carefully, unsure of how you’d react.

You only gave him a tight-lipped half-smile and nodded, without saying anything. 

Then you went on to continue your journey to the Virtuosi garage, but Dennis quickly grabbed your arm, making you turn around again. 

“Y/n, I’m so sorry for last weekend. I was such an asshole, I don’t know what got into me.”, he blurted out, suddenly very aware of how closed off you were towards him. 

You shrugged, your whole body tensing up from him touching you.

“It’s okay. Talk to you after quali?”, you tried to smile, but it didn’t reach your eyes. 

“Um…sure. You know where to find me.”

He wanted to touch you so badly, kiss away all the pain he had caused you, but he knew better than to force himself onto you now. 

So he could only anxiously wait until he’d made it through Free Practice and Qualifying. 

Dennis was nervous. So, so nervous.

Once he’d returned to his driver’s room he couldn’t sit down. 

Instead, he paced up and down, hoping he could fix things with you. Because you were all he had, all he wanted. 

And he knew he’d fucked up.

When you finally slipped through his door, he stopped his hectic movements. 

He gulped.

“Come, sit.”, he gestured towards his couch, sitting down on it. 

His voice sounded hoarse, suddenly too dry to speak. 

Hesitantly you took a seat next to him, not looking at him. He had to refrain from taking your hand into his immediately. 

Why wouldn’t you look at him? 

It drove him insane.

“Y/n, I am so sorry. For everything. Please, tell me, how can I make it up to you?”, he burst out when you didn’t say anything. 

The silence was just too loud. 

Only then did you look at him, a blank look on your face. 

Dennis didn’t know what to expect. 

Were you going to yell at him again? Ignore him? Forgive him? 

“Dennis, I-“, you began, but your voice broke. 

He did not like the sadness in your tone at all. 

Automatically he reached his hand out to cup your face, but remembered in the last moment that you didn’t necessarily want him to touch you. 

So his hand froze mid-air, only to land back in his lap. 

You gave him a sad smile, which made him want to scream at you. 

Why wouldn’t you talk to him and why the hell were you so incredibly sad? 

He hated that he was the reason for your misery, and he was ready to do anything to change that. 

“Y/n, talk to me. Please.”

You looked back down at your feet, kneading your hands in your lap. 

“Dennis, I came here because….because I think we need to breakup.”

There, you’d said the one thing you’d thought about this whole past week. 

The thought had begun to form in your mind the moment Dennis had said those awful things.

The moment you’d wondered if you actually knew Dennis as well as you thought you did.

And the past week, away from him, you’d had time to reflect on the jealousy that basically consumed your relationship.

“What?”, he spoke so lowly that you almost didn’t hear him. 

You looked at him, this time with tears in your eyes. 

“We just…we’re not right for each other.”, your heart contracted painfully at your own words. Truly, you did believe Dennis was the one for you, but not with all of this jealousy and hatred,

It broke you, having to look at the raw, unfiltered hurt in his eyes. 

You’d never seen Dennis in such pain and agony before. 

“I…I don’t understand. Y/n!”, in an act of desperation he grabbed your hands in his. 

“I’m so fucking sorry for what I said, you have to believe me! I know it was wrong, please! You can’t do this to me!”, he begged, his heart shattering a little bit more with every word he said. 

This situation had always been his worst nightmare: you telling him you didn’t want him anymore. How could he have fucked up everything so badly?

You took a shaky breath, a tear running down your face.

“But you still meant it: you can’t trust me. We have to breakup, Dennis. It’s the only right thing to do.”, your voice was quiet, but firm, as if you’d made up your mind unalterably. 

It only made Dennis feel even more frustrated. 

“Who said that we can’t work through this?!”, he exclaimed, his voice cracking as he threw his hands up in the air. 

A tear fell from his eye and he wiped it away vigorously. 

He wasn’t going to give you up just like that. 

Not when you were such an important part of his life.

“Don’t you see? We can’t make this work!”, you exclaimed, gesturing between the two of you. 

“You can’t believe me when I tell you that there is nothing between me and Jack. I don’t know why, but you just can’t. You can’t trust me, you said it yourself!”, you stood up, wiping away the tears on your face. 

Dennis stood up, too, hating that you were right with everything you said. 

He didn’t even know it himself why he couldn’t just have a little faith.

Maybe because the effect you had had on his heart had already been scary enough, so now the thought of losing you was fucking terrifying.

“But we can fix this, make things right! Please, y/n! I can change! Please don’t do this to me, I’m begging you…”, he got quieter in the end, making a step towards you. 

His hands found yours, simply holding them in place. 

His fingers caressed the back of your hand and you wanted to believe he was right.

 You wished you could just let yourself fall back into his arms…but something held you back: his own hurtful words.

“No, we can’t.”, you removed your hands from his, looking up at him. 

“You’re crushing me with your jealousy. It’s not healthy anymore, neither for you nor for me!”

“I know, I know, but…there has to be something we can do…I’d do anything for you, y/n..”, Dennis helplessly ran a hand through his hair, frantically forcing his mind to come up with a solution.

“I know, but-“

“Look at me and tell me you don’t feel anything for me anymore.”, he cut you off and took your chin in his hands.

“I…”, you held on to his arms, gripping them tightly as if he was your lifeline. 

You wanted to scream, to yell at him, to hate him… but you couldn’t. 

Because you knew a part of you still loved him and would never stop loving him. 

He was the right person for you, but you’d met at the wrong time: when both your lives where at an uncertain whirlwind stage of your careers. 

The eye contact with Dennis was so intense that you almost melted into him. You tried to let him know how sorry you were for doing this to him. 

But he had to understand that some distance was exactly what you needed.

That you had had enough. That you were tired. 

You couldn’t do this anymore. 

His eyes flickered with panic. 

“Please don’t leave me.”, he looked at you with so much desperation and fear in his eyes that you hated yourself for doing this, made you want to take everything back.

 But the words had been said, the damage had been done. 

“I have to go, Dennis.”, you answered, letting him rest his forehead against yours. 

Why did you have to love him so fucking much that breaking up with him felt like ripping your heart out? 

Why couldn’t he have just stayed the jerk he was in the beginning? 

“I’ll always love you, you know that, right?”, he whispered, causing the tears to run down your face in streams. 

“Me, too. Believe me this time.”, you sent him a sad smile, giving his arms a reassuring squeeze. 

Tears fell from his eyes when he tried to smile.

“Goodbye, Dennis.”

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CHILI PEPPER 18+ CS55

Carlos Sainz -CHILI PEPPER 18+

A small reminder, im really bad in writing fluff so im sorry for the first part! I did writed smut before but never posted it, let me know what you think!

Warnings: dominance carlos, public fingering, teasing, slightly BDSM, unprotected sex, thigh/ass slapping, carlos getting called daddy, orgasm (both). PinV. SMUT 18+++

4.3K+ words

This is my work, and I do not consent for it to be shared to other websites platforms or apps nor can any of my original story lines re-written or continue by others, love all your support x

and a big thank you to @carlos55edits for helping me with everything! XXX

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It was a normal Saturday evening, hanging out with Charles, Daniel, Lando and carlos. We were outside by the pool, talking about the latest race Silverstone. Carlos his first win in Formula one. He totally deserved this one!.

Carlos was decide the formula one driver, a sweet caring person. Family on priority 1. Always driven to complete goals, and ofcourse formula one. His dream that came true. Carlos thought that he had everything he wanted. But when he saw you, he drowned..

A girl that supported him through everything, that didn’t needed a word to understand what he was feeling, and he needed someone that loved formula one.

There you were, the girl of his dreams.  But One point was missing.

The formula one love, you were a busy girl. Traveling for modelling. Its funny how you met carlos. You didn’t knew he was a formula one driver until 6 December 2021. You had a shoot for Ferrari, carlos and charles were there too when you shooted. And also did a  few pictures with carlos.

After that day, he invited you to the last race. He learned you everything about the sport and made you fell In love with it. not only the sport but also with him.

Yes you fell for him, pretty hard. He was the man you wanted, inside and outside.

Everyone knew that you were dating carlos, but that day.. 17 July, is a day you both never forget. Carlos his first ever win in formula one. And if it couldn’t be better, carlos his girl of his dreams became his.

There was one problem and It sounds easy but it wasn’t that easy, looking carlos in his eyes.. Making eye contact wasn’t that difficult because his brown eyes were always fixed on me. But when it came to point I could never looked him in the eye.

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Carlos told me that Charles, Daniel and lando would come over today so I went out to give them space. When I came back home I saw them sitting by the pool. So I had the best idea to bring them drinks.

I quickly made a few cocktails, one without alcohol because lando doesn’t drink only on party’s. I putted them on a blade before walking out.

‘’hola hotties’’ I chuckled before handing them the cocktails.

‘’thanks yn, is this with alcohol?’’ lando immediately asked.

‘’no yours is without and the rest has a bit alcohol in it’’ I smiled before turning to carlos.

‘’text or call me when you need anything big boy’’ I told him before running my hand through his still wet hair

‘’where are you going Cariño?’’ he frowned, he sat on a big U formed couch, snuggled under a blanket, his hair was still messy because they were all day playing in and around the pool.

‘’oh I was going back inside, unpacking my package why?’’ I asked back. pointing to the boxes inside. I didn’t really bought something only a new red laced lingerie set and somethings I needed to pick up at the store for carlos.

‘’come on that can wait Cariño’’ he says, pulling with one hand on my arm, the other one hold the blanket up so I could join him

‘’are you sure, I don’t want to ruin your night with the boys’’ I said insecure. Its not that I don’t want to join but I don’t wanna be that girlfriend that is always taking his time away while he is with friends.

‘’don’t worry yn, you never ruin our night’’ charles spoke while smiling up to me.

‘’ yeah your amazing, the sunshine of our group we cant miss you!’’ lando chuckled before he putted his cocktail down.

‘’thank you’’ I mumbled softly before sitting down on carlos his lap, just a little bit to the side, my legs hanging over the side of the couch while carlos putted his right arm around me so I could snuggle against him.

The night goes by, we all drunk a little bit, not that much. (Except lando) Carlos his left hand never left my thigh that evening, his fingers tracing figures over my inner thigh while talking with them.

I tried not to think about yesterday evening. I really did my best.

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You watched yourself in the mirror, carlos fucking you from  behind roughly. The mirror perfectly allowing you to see the powerful man behind you in ways you never wanted to change. You both could feel your orgasms building when he pulled your body up against his chest while he continued to thrust deeply and fast in and out you.

The new angle provided the perfect simulation to your G-spot. You watched your self in the mirror as his hand came down. Circling around and on your throbbing clit, finally allowing you to cum.

Your pussy clenched around him and drew out his orgasm as he came for the second time tonight inside you. One final powerful thrust before I felt his cum filling me, following by a few more as he trusted his hot cum into you, moaning your name, kissing your neck while praising you.

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‘’stop moving princessa or you might feel a problem down here’’ carlos breathed in my neck before kissing your neck slightly.

‘’where were you In your pretty mind Cariño’’ carlos whispered before fixing his lips back on my bare shoulder.

I weared a short pink silky dress, shoulders naked. My body barley covered. Because I didn’t had anything to wear I had to wear a out’ going’’ dress. Carlos loved this dress, maybe that was why he couldn’t hold his hands off me.

It went silence for a few moments between us, the others not paying attention to us for a moment. Ofcourse he knows he is good in bed, but I never told him about my ‘flashbacks.’

‘’I got a flashback  ..  yesterday night’’ I mumbled before turning my head, burring it in his neck. my lips dangerly close to his neck, my breath on his skin made him getting goosebumps

‘’ Cariño.. ‘’ carlos mumbled, his grip on my thigh got stronger “ you were so good for me princessa’’ he breath out, my lips finding his neck really quick.

Carlos got also flashbacks from yesterday, blood rushing to his cock. Sweet lips on his neck didn’t make it any easier then it was.

‘’yn, you should stop princessa’’

I slowly lifted my hips a bit up, moving my ass over his tight crotch. For the others it seemed like I was adjusting on his lap but it was nothing like that, my ass grinding for a few seconds over his crotch, immediately feeling his cock growing.

‘’you think anyone will notice if I start fingering you right now?’’ he whispers, his Spanish accent was thick. It maybe sounds weird but when he is talking Spanish.. it does turn me on.

 my eyes going wide at his question, cheeks flushing red as my thighs rubbed against eachoter, the thought he wanted to finger me while we were with his friends..

‘’come on Cariño answer me, iknow you can be a good girl’’ he mumbles, his left hand sneaking under my dress. His fingers dangerly close to my core.

‘’i-I don’t think I can be quiet c-carlos’’ I whimpered, my hips slightly bulking up, trying to find any friction from his hand, his hand perfectly cupped my pussy.

‘’shut up and take it, or I might have to punish you later’’ he whispers before pulling me upwards, making me sit on his lap, my back fully pressed against his chest. my both legs fell becide his, he slowly opened  his legs making mine automatically spread further

Luckily we had a blanket over our legs, his fingers slowly pulling on my thong, his fingers playing with the fabric before shoving them aside.

‘’mhm Cariño so ready for this’’ he winked, charles’ his eyes shooting to carlos.

Their friendship is so strong that charles immediately knew what was happening underneath the blanket. His finger tracing from my entrance to my clit a few times, spreading my wetness. My head well thrown back in his neck, hearing him mumble things.

A shiver left my spine as  his fingers goasted through my soaked folds,  a sharp breath followed caught off by the gasp that left my lips, carlos his fingers were already knuckle deep inside of me without even a thought of a warning. A string of whimpers left my mouth making the others frown confused.

‘’you okay yn?’’ Daniel asked worried, ofcourse I was okay. I bit my lip as carlos founded a steady rhythm inside before adding a second finger, the stretch practically burning  at this point but the pleasure of the new founded fullness overrode your pain receptors.

‘’answer them’’ he whispered under his breath before speaking louder ‘’yeah  Cariño do you need something? ‘’ carlos asked, putting his best acting skills on to sound worried. His fingers slowed down for a second, but when I opened my mouth to speak his fingers touched that sweet spot inside me.

‘’just..’’ I slightly moaned as carlos his fingers hitted again that sweet spot inside me. ‘’having really really.. bad pain cramps at the moment’’ I smiled a bit, a bit proudly on my quick excuse.

‘’oh god im sorry, it sucks to be a girl huh?’’ lando chuckled, I slightly nodded as carlos his fingers started to speed up again, his fingers touching constantly that G-spot inside me

‘’yeah.. period time’’ I sighed, throwing my head back against carlos his shoulder, my bottom lip tucked between my teeth. 

‘’make sure your safe then’’ charles winked at carlos, who letted out a small laugh.

‘’im sure we will huh princess?’’ smirked before kissing my cheek he stilled his movements before pulling me a bit up, setting myself between his legs so he is hugging  me from behind. His legs pulled upwards to steady me between them. His other hand found his way down too, because his legs were pulled upwards, the blanket felt perfectly over his knee down to the ground. Giving him enough space to fuck me harder with his fingers. His thumb found my throbbing clit, making me shiver even more.

It felt like my world paused, his thumb circling over my clit while his three fingers were inside me. The stretch of his large fingers made me moan. ‘’fuck..’’ the moan was definitely heard by the others, all three of them looking at me. Except charles who was swallowing hard, not because of his drink. But because he knew all well what was really going on.

‘’sorry guys.. I think im gonna head to bed’’ I whimpered, carlos his fingers speeded up once again, his fingers pumping in and out me in a reckless pace. His thumb got replaced with his forefinger as he added  a little bit of pressure. He could feel how close I was, my pussy clenching around his fingers he knew my orgasm wasn’t far away.

‘’well guys we are going back home’’ lando spoke before Daniel, charles and lando got up carlos pulled his fingers out me, I pouted already missing the fullness.

‘’it was an amazing night guys!’’ carlos smiled.

 ‘’we should do this often, maybe I can bring my girl too’’ lando spoke, carlos jumped out behind me before hugging them goodbye

And within 10 seconds after they left, carlos easily picked me up, making me laying down on the couch outside, himself settled between my legs.

‘’your so fucking wet, I can see you dripping from right here.’’ Carlos smiled proudly, he exactly knew what he did to me. And he couldn’t say he wasn’t proud on that.

I closed my eyes when I felt his tongue running through my folds, licking from my entrace up to my clit, sucking it a little bit before licking back down.

‘’chilli.. please stop teasing.. I need you..’’ I whined, my hand gripping into his hair, slightly pulling on it.

His tongue circled around my throbbing and sensitive clit. When I felt his two fingers entering me again I moaned loudly.

‘’there you go hermosa, let me hear you’’ carlos hummed before diving back into my pussy, eating you out like a starved men. His puffy lips sucking on my sensitive clit while his two fingers were pumping in and out me, my walls already clenching around his fingers. He knew it wouldn’t take me long because he was already edging me the whole evening.

‘’look at me babygirl’’ he mumbled, his fingers curling to hit my G-spot, sometimes he knew my body better then myself.

I struggled with opening my eyes, and there he was. Looking up at me while eating me out, his lips red and swollen from sucking my clit while his fingers where still moving in and out me in a strong and fast pace. Making sure he would hit my G-spot every time.

‘’your clenching like crazy princessa’’ he smiled, pulling his face a bit away.

‘’what are you doing.. please chilli finish it’’ I whined, completely at his mercy.

‘’I will princessa, do you wanna cum then?’’ he asked me, his fingers still working inside me, I nodded heavily in response. 

And within a second his lips were back on my clit, sucking like crazy as his fingers sped up, hitting my G-spot every time. 

‘’I want you to hold your eyes open, I want you to look at me while you cum.. now you can let it go babygirl’’ he mumbled

So soon as his permission for you to cum was granted, you   letted your high take over. The walls  of your cunt contracting and squeezing his fingers, locking them inside. i barely could hear anything around myself. My eyes got closed, I couldn’t even hold them open. I came that hard that I felt like I was flying right after I cumed.

‘’that was … intense chilli’’ I breath out, completely blown off. He is an expert in going down on you. Something not every guy could do.

‘’Abierta’’ Open.

He held his 2 wet fingers for my mouth, I instantly opened my mouth, taking his fingers in my mouth before sucking them clean.

‘’anything you want princess?’’ he asked carefully, I saw his well formed tent in his basketball shorts. Got that has to be thight..  he caught me looking at it.

‘’you don’t have to- I mean, if you want but I can fix it myself-‘’ he startled, I interrupted him immediately

‘’I would love to ..’’ I paused, his eyes shooted up to mines’.

‘’to have you inside my mouth’’ I smiled. He quickly got up before helping me up.

His hands came down to tangle into your making a swift ponytail, when my hands flew to his boxer to pull him down he pulled on my hair. Making me stop.

‘’ask nicely princess’’ he raised his eyebrow almost laughing at me.

‘’please carlos.. let me fix you please’’ I begged him, slowly caressing his already harden dick through his black boxer.

‘’please daddy’’ I said with puppy eyes, he quickly nodded before letting me pull his boxer down, his cock sprung free against his abdomen.

He slightly blushed, he was already leaking pre-cum. He was so desperate for me.

‘’give me your hand princess’’ he smiled, I obeyed him as I gave him my hand. He wrapped his hand with mine underneath his around his member. As he started pumping up and down.

Carlos was massive, he was bigger then a normal guy.

‘’ stick out your tongue.’’ Carlos demanded me, so did I. sticking out my tongue, carlos grabbed my jaw, his fingers digging into my skin as he pulled me forward, sucking his cheek before making a bowl of spit, spitting in my mouth.

‘’don’t swallow, now use that pretty mouth and help daddy out’’ i blushed, carlos calling himself daddy was something new, and I couldn’t say I didn’t liked it. I leaned down, licked along his length before kissing the tip. You looked up at him, his head had fallen back, his chest was rising and falling quickly. I bought my head forward to take him into my mouth letting him hit the back of my throat immeadtiy earning a ‘’fuck princessa’’ from him.

It was hard but I could fit him. His hips were slowly bulking upwards to meet my movements.

‘’your mouth feels heavenly yn’’ carlos moaned out, letting me decide the pace. I slowly started picking it up, my head bobbing faster up and down, spit stringing down to the ground.

His breathing starts to quicken, his chest moving faster up and down as he cupped with his other hand my cheek. ‘’ I wanna cum inside you ’’ his words going straight to your core, panties already wet, thighs rubbing against eachoter.

His hips were bulking upwards as his legs started shaking, he immediately pulled me off his dick. The way he got to the last few seconds, edging himself to the limit and not wanting to cum.  

‘’mhm that was hot but I have to spare it to fill that pretty pussy of yours’’ he said when he catched his breath, his cheeks were shiny red. Lips plumped and legs still shaking a bit

‘’I still need to punish you. Are You in for trying something new?’’ he smirked, I nodded. He got up and pulled my panties down, helping me to step out them.

‘’give me your hands’’ he commanded. I sticked out my both hands, he quickly tied my both wrist together with my soaked thong.

I bit my lip, If I wasn’t turned on. I would now, carlos grabbed my waist, lifting me up before walking to the pool.

‘’what are we doing? Chilli?’’ I asked, my nails digging into his skin as my legs snapped around his waist.

‘’do you trust me yn?’’ he asked, his eyes fixing on mine, he stopped walking, waiting for my answer

‘’yes ofcourse I do chilli’’ I smiled, before leaning in to give him a small kiss.

He accepted it and smiled against my lips, the kiss was soft and quick, carlos walked with me in his arms into the pool, it wasn’t that cold but the contact with the water made me softly moan. He could stand in his pool,  but I obesely  couldn’t…

He softly pushed me against the pool, pinning me in the pool between him and the wall. He Cupped my boob in his hand, his thumb slides over my nipple, causing it to harden and become erect. His lips moves  down  below my ear and begins sucking on your skin , creating a mark, his hand kneads into your tit, his thumb roughly rubbing  your nipple, your breathing quickened immediately. 

He pulled me a little bit up, his left knee coming up to let me sit. My boobs just a little bit above the water. His head drips down as his lips find their way to your other tit, his tongue flattens against your skin as he licks down to your nipple, his lips wrap around it as he begins sucking on the bud, while still rolling your other nipple between his finger.

‘’chilli.. please I want you inside me’’ I breath out while he sucked on my erect nipple.

One hand left my tit, his head came up when he pressed his sweet lips on mine, the kiss was hungry and rough. Tongues fighting and slightly lip biting.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             he slowly grabbed my tied hands, pulling me with him to the un deeper place of the pool, that was about 50 cm deep. He made me sit/ half layed. My back pressed against the edge of the pool when he got above me. I softly moaned in his mouth when I felt his dick at my entrance, him teasing with the tip at my entrance with each guide of our bodies, my hand drifted down your body as you prepared him for how tight you would be.

We both hissed as he pushed himself inside me, bottoming out until his whole dick disappeared inside me. He stretched my walls just as expected.

‘’fuck, eyes here darling’’ he muttered between the heavy breaths, one of his hands were on your throat, his finger pads digging into the skin. Making your eyes rolling back.

‘’I said eyes here princessa’’ he corrected you, his hand that’s on your neck to hold you in place when the other one rested behind you on the edge of the pool.

It was hard to hold your eyes open when carlos started to pump in and out you, already squeezing him like crazy, you both knew your didn’t gonna last long. Every time carlos pushed back in he hitted your G-spot, making you already seeing stars.

He had you under his grip, moaning at his touch and begging him to keep going. His lips kissing and pinching at your skin as loud moans escaped your mouth, his trust became harder, the water splashing around us. 

Heavy breaths and moans filled the silence. Carlos leaned down, kissing your neck slightly. Not slowing his pace.

He kissed your neck, sucking a bruise under your ear before whispering

‘fuiste hecho para mi’’ you were made for me.

You got goosebumps, the knot in your belly grewed bigger and bigger, your walls clenching around carlos, finger pads digging into his shoulders

‘’carlos im gonna cum..’’ you moaned out, almost whining. His dick constantly hitting your G-spot when he fastened his pace.

‘’let it go princessa’’ he whispered, well moaning in your ear. And that was enough to send you over the edge, moaning carlos his name, nails digging into his skin as your legs tried to close around carlos his hips. Your second orgasm was way intense then your first one, your body shaking slightly.

‘’you got one more princessa?’’ he asked carefully when you came back to breath. You was speechless but more then ready for him.

You gave him a small nod, he picked you, turning you around, pulling your ass up so you were on hands and knees. He quickly settled himself behind you before entering you again making you shiver, whimpers left your mouth. you were so sensitive because off the overstimulation you were feeling.

He got quickly his pace back, hitting every sweet spot inside you, your pussy clenching around him making it even tighter then it was, he spanked your ass having you jolting forward. A load moan escaped your mouth when he slapped you again, harder this time.

He spanked you one last time before his hand smoothed your skin which was now displayed a handprint, belonging to him.  Carlos kissed your back softly when his hand sneaked down.  Playing with your clit making you moan his name.

‘’oh baby.. so tight’’ carlos moaned, his legs started to shake against your but. His trusts became sloppier, knowing that he is close too.

 Carlos his thumb still toyed with your clit, even when your wrist wrapped around his to pull him away from the overstimulation you were feeling, you were about to explode when your third orgasm washes over you it almost hurted, tears forming In your eyes, walls clenching around carlos as your body was completely shaking.

Carlos gave two powerful trusts before his orgasm approached, he moaned your name while stroking your back. ‘’you were amazing princessa..’’ he breath out before slowly pulling out you his cum dripping out you.

You letted yourself falling on the ground, totally exhausted when you came back to breath. You felt carlos picking you up, laying you down before laying a towel over you.

He leant down and gave you a kiss on your forehead.

‘’I will be right back okay?’’ he asked, you were completely off the world still trying to catch your breath.

‘’okay.’’ Your voice was quiet when carlos disappeared into his house.

You and carlos were addicted on eachoter, this was by far this was the best sex you ever had.

3 minutes passed before carlos walked back. almost chuckling at the sight of you, laying under a towel, completely blown off. Body shining from the water as your cheeks were red glowing.

‘’oh baby.. was I- .. to hard for you?’’ he asked carefully before untying your hands.

‘’it was perfect’’ you smiled, pressing a kiss onto his lips, hands still shaking.

His smile was big, but you could see that he was tired.

‘’so .. I have this’’ he gave you fresh clothes, a bra and thong and a big sweater of him.

‘’come on I will help you’’ he softly picked me up, carrying me upstairs, carlos putted me down on the toilet, making sure I peed. When I was done he helped me with brushing my teeth, before we went to bed. He gave me a sweater of his and got snacks before we watched a movie.

We both slept like babys after that.

Im not sure what I think of this part, besides the fact that this is my first time finishing a part. Is English not my first langue. Let me think what you want to see in the next part!

This is my work, and I do not consent for it to be shared to other websites platforms or apps nor can any of my original story lines re-written or continue by others, love all your support x

Should I make this a story?

[vickwrites]

early mornings with dennis haugher, where he's all cuddly and soft and it's just fluffy please?

Early - Dennis Hauger

It was the day before he was supposed to leave for a race, so you were enjoying every chance of being together. Waking up in his arms, his face in the nape of your neck kissing your neck softly. "Can we stay here forever?" You chuckle at his words. "As much as I wish we could, we only have today for that."

You stayed there cuddled up together, until both of your bodies hurt. "I'm gonna get us something to eat, don't you dare move." He groaned "Please don't leave me here." He covered himself with a blanket. "Then come with me." He stood up, blanket wrapped around him and went up to you, hogging you from behind, wrapping the blanket he had on around you. "I wish we could stay like this forever and ever."

[lxclerc]

𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐃𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒

I WRITE FOR:

charles leclerc, daniel ricciardo, carlos sainz, lance stroll, george russell, lewis hamilton, mick schumacher, lando norris, pierre gasly, max verstappen, oscar piastr

DEPENDING ON THE SCENARIO GIVEN, I WILL WRITE FOR:

esteban ocon, alex albon, nyck de vries, arthur leclerc, dennis hauger, ollie bearman

YOU CAN REQUEST:

fluff and angst note: i no longer accept request for smut.

BEFORE REQUESTING

the chances of your request being written isn't absolute. inspiration comes and go.

you can request other drivers not listed above but there's a smaller chance of me writing for them.

please be as specific with your request as you can possibly be.

if i am uncomfortable with a request, i simply will not write it.

if my request is close and you still request, it will be deleted.

favorite tropes are: another driver's sister, toxic relationship, childhood best friend, single mom!reader.

I WILL NOT WRITE

jules bianchi or anthoine hubert x reader. (personally i think it's disrespectful that people even request this.)

anything that involves sexual assault.

anything that involves suicide or self harm.

body image issues.

mental illness such as bipolar disorder, schizophrenia and the likes.

[whorekneecentral]

LMAO “just soft sex with dennis, like mayb tipsy-giggly kinda smut ❤️” dennis hauger asf 🤞 altho i’m not entirely sure you write for him atm so no worries if not x

I figured as much loool but I actually don’t write for him!! sorry! 

[bad268]

Hitlist

Here is the complete list of who I write for.

My requests are OPEN

@ship268 is my masterlist account

@recs268 is my fic rec account

@thing268 is my shitposting account

Bold people are who I’m currently obsessing over (might write them faster tbh)

I write one-shots and I do so for these fandoms and select characters;

RPF (CC!)

(FCB)

Hector Fort

Pablo Gavi

Fermin Lopez

Pedri

(Formula 1)

Andrea Kimi Antonelli

Ollie Bearman

Franco Colapinto

Felipe Drugovich

Pierre Gasly

Liam Lawson

Charles Leclerc

Lando Norris

Oscar Piastri

George Russell

Logan Sargeant

Max Verstappen

(Formula 2/3)

Paul Aron

Dino Beganovic

Luke Browning

Juan Manuel Correa

Dennis Hauger

Arvid Lindblad  (Aged up/F2 and up only)

Zane Maloney

Pepe Marti

Sebastian Montoya

Alex Powell (Aged up/F2 and up only)

Tim Tramnitz

(Indycar)

Marcus Armstrong

Colton Herta

Callum Ilott

Christian Lundgaard

David Malukas

Pato O’Ward

(Musicians)

Vinny Mauro

Noah Sebastian

Brad Simpson

(NFL)

Joe Burrow

Justin Herbert

Brock Purdy

(Sam and Colby & Co)

Sam Golbach

Colby Brock

Seth Borden

Nate Hardy

**Inspo for them is hit or miss fyi**

(Drivers (Random))

Ralf Aron

Jenson Button

Arthur Leclerc

Clement Novalak

Theo Pourchaire

Kimi Raikkonen

Mick Schumacher

Fred Vesti

Sebastian Vettel

Connor Zilisch

(Youtubers)

BigPuffer

Max Fewtrell

James Harvey Blair

ElasticDroid

Grizzy

Harry Lewis/W2S

Simon Minter/Miniminter

Pezzy

Chris Sturniolo

Matt Sturniolo

The only fictional person I accept requests for is Jax Teller (Sons of Anarchy).

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Rule for requesting:

1. Read the Hitlist. You are here. Is the person on there? If not, don’t request it. If they’re in the same category, ask and I’ll think about it (no promises). I’ll try my best to write for anyone.

2. Please don’t ask for 18+/smut. I am asexual. I don’t associate with that shit.

3. I’m open to part 2s (and so on) of stories previously written, just give me a prompt or something to go off of. Please don’t be “part 2 pls”, give me something to work with lol

4. No male readers please! I do gender neutral or female reader :)

5. No female characters. I don’t swing that way.

6. 99% of the time I’m open to anything. Just ask :)

Thank you <3

-BAD268

[2-fast-2-curious]

Is there any chance for another audio for Hauger? Like I’ll take anything, I don’t mind what kind. I’m in my Dennis mood again and I don’t know if it’s for comfort or what 😭

[M4F] Amateur Masseur

[Hangover] [Morning] [Stay in Bed] [Friends to Lovers] [Massage] [Practice] [Crush] [Confession] [Body Worship] [Sweet] [Cunnilingus] [Fucking] [Creampie] [Aftercare] [Improv] [Nordic Accent]