#Liam Lawson imagine

[5sospenguinqueen]

Kachow | Liam Lawson x Ferrari Admin! Reader

Summary: Liam notices that the Ferrari social media accounts are suddenly referencing Cars a lot. He enlists a few drivers to help him on his quest to meet the new admin. 

Warnings: Crack fic? Swearing

Requested: No

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scuderiaferrari with a little ruste-eze (and an insane amount of luck) you too can look like… our boys! the hoodies are here! much to charles’ joy. to look like you’re part of the team, head over to the ferrari store

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liamlawson30 kachow! 

→ user1 this isn’t even your team?

→ user2 liam will always be team cars tbf

→ scuderiaferrari we welcome all cars enthusiasts 

charles_leclerc i have never looked so good

→ user3 charles is going to be buried in that hoodie, isn’t he?

→ scuderiaferrari we’ll make sure of it

user4 new admin? because this is giving humour, unlike the previous posts

user5 okay but this was actually quite funny. fairplay ferrari admin

user6 charles looks so good. new admin knows how to photograph him well 

user7 i need that pic of carlos blown up and put on my wall, please admin 

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scuderiaferrari i am speed!  charles leclerc is your italian grand prix winner of 2024. il vostro re di monza 🇮🇹

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user8 liam lawson summoned in 3…2…1…

liamlawson30 now was that floating like a cadillac or was that stinging like a beemer

→ scuderiaferrari we call that flying like a ferrari 

→ user9 omg he had a reply

→ user10 what are the odds that he’s screaming in his room liked by liamlawson30

→ olliebearman dude, get up

user11 charles leclerc is so lightning mcqueen coded

→ user12 don’t let liam hear you say that. it might break his heart 

user13 why is liam interacting so much with the ferrari page. does he not know that his soul belongs to red bull

→ user14 only contractually

→ user15 everyone is a ferrari fan

→ user16 i think he’s more of a ferrari admin fan liked by olliebearman

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scuderiaferrari “that is so relaxing” and then proceeds to make everyone feel very unrelaxed you can find more C2 chaos on our youtube channel 

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user1 liam’s not interacted with this one because there’s no cars reference

→ jackdoohan he’s lurking in the comments, don’t worry 

→ user2 so we’ve had rbr drivers defecting ferrari, and now alpine?

user3 my favourite thing about the ferrari admin is that they clearly love their job and it shows

user4 poor admin. how are you dealing with the pair of them?

→ scuderiaferrari i’m in racing hell. my iq’s dropping by the second

→ charles_leclerc what?

→ scuderiaferrari i knew you couldn't drive, i didn’t know you couldn't read 

→ user5 admin, you’re wasted on these two. they don’t appreciate your references like liam does liked by liamlawson30

carlossainz55 i still won that challenge

→ charles_leclerc no, you didn’t! the score says i did

→ carlossainz55 the score lied

→ scuderiaferrari excuse you. i did the score and i double checked it

→ carlossainz55 sabotage

→ scuderiaferrari i’m not posting flattering images of you anymore

charles_leclerc i look so confused

→ scuderiaferrari you always look like that

scuderiaferrari just posted

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scuderiaferrari ciao tifosi. charles leclerc here as i attempt to do the job of our wonderful admin, yn. ask me anything 

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user6 admin reveal!!

user7 i got to this post within 10 seconds and liam lawson had already liked it?

→ liamlawson30 faster than fast, quicker than quick 

→ olliebearman get. up.

→ jackdoohan you’re just embarrassing now 

user8 you can tell this isn’t admin because these are not charles’ best angles

→ charles_leclerc heyyy, i took these myself :( 

→ scuderiaferrari we can tell 

→ user10 no angle is a bad angle for charles 

user11 omg is that admin??!!

→ user12 wait, what? i didn’t scroll that far! 

→ charles_leclerc yes! 

user13 where can we get admin’s jacket? 

→ charles_leclerc by putting up with carlos and me

→ user14 deal!! 

→ charles_leclerc i did not think that one through 

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scuderiaferrari race cars don’t need headlights because… welcome to night time singapore! enjoy a throwback to our favourite singapore moment from last year

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liamlawson30 because the track is always lit! 

→ yukitsunoda0511 i am ashamed

user1 wait, no. bring back the admin pics, please. we don't want those two men

user2 admin, you’re so pretty! drop the @ liked by liamlawson30

carlossainz55 🍾🥇

→ scuderiaferrari how about a replay this year?

→ charles_leclerc this is charles erasure, yn

→ user3 yn??? we have admin’s name!!!!

→ olliebearman @/liamlawson30

→ jackdoohan @/liamlawson30

→ yukitsunoda0511 @/liamlawson30

→ scuderiaferrari @/liamlawson30

→ scuderiaferrari i felt left out 

user4 love how everyone is more focused on admin than recounting sainz’s win

its_yn posted a new story

charles_leclerc replied this is so mean → i am going to cry and it is all your fault  → its_yn oh well, don’t do that? i guess? → charles_leclerc you guess? → i’m about to make you happy and you guess? → its_yn you’re going to make me happy? → charles_leclerc i am going to introduce you to your soulmate → its_yn not again…  → charles_leclerc i mean it this time! 

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liamlawson30 met my heroes today 

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user5 a soft launch?

→ user6 just fell to my knees in radiator springs 

user7 is that ferrari admin?

its_yn do you know many ferraris? luigi follow only the ferraris

→ liamlawson30 they race on the european circuit. i'm in the piston cup! 

→ user8 yup. that’s definitely ferrari admin

→ scuderiaferrari guilty 

its_yn 💕💕

→ liamlawson30 my pretty girl 🌻

user9 love how liam has just been announced as a driver for the remainder of 2024 but his focus is on lightning mcqueen

→ user10 i think his focus might be on ferrari’s admin

charles_leclerc you are both welcome 

olliebearman i’m actually shocked that your pining worked

→ its_yn what can i say, pathetic men 

jackdoohan i can’t believe harassing us actually managed to woo her 

yukitsunoda0511 idiots

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[itaipava]

— f1 boys and the moment they go “fuck it”

˒ ⌕ LANDO NORRIS

you’re both a little drunk, but sober enough to know what you’re doing. he loves testing your limits, so he makes a bet with you over something trivial, promising a “prize” if you win. when you win and smile victoriously, he laughs and says, “i guess i owe you something special, right?” you nod, ready to receive whatever it is. he leans in, eyes shining, and whispers, “i hope this counts,” before giving you a kiss that feels playful and intense at the same time.

˒ ⌕ GEORSE RUSSELL

you’ve always had a fun friendship, where you could joke around and have fun with each other all the time, and tonight was no different. you’ve been teasing him all night, playfully testing his limits. he’s been patient, smiling, until you say something that pushes him over the edge, “oh you want to kiss me so bad right now,” you say playfully as he wouldn’t stop looking at your lips. he looks serious for a moment and you think he doesn’t like what you said, but he just gets even closer, his voice low and intense, “you have no idea how much,” before leaning in and kissing you, finally giving in to what he’s wanted for so long.

˒ ⌕ SEBASTIAN VETTEL

you're alone in your room while music plays. you thought you were alone and he was in the living room, but he was silently watching you sway, mesmerized. he always admired you from afar and never hid it, but at that moment, something changes inside him like never before. he thought a lot before doing it, but it was only when he stopped thinking that he finally did it: he approaches, puts a hand on your waist and, without saying a word, pulls you close, holding you as if you were the only two people in the world. you were startled by his sudden attitude, but you quickly melted in his arms as he hugged you and pulled you even closer to him while your lips were danced together.

˒ ⌕ CARLOS SAINZ

you’d never argued before, but at that moment, your nerves were on edge; you were both frustrated with each other. the room fell silent as the tension shifted, and he was staring at you, breathless. you tried to look away from him, but something about him held you back; he was a mess. suddenly, he closed the distance, pressing his lips to yours in a kiss that spoke of all the unspoken emotions between you, finally letting everything that had been bottled up come out.

˒ ⌕ CHARLES LECLERC

he watches you from afar as you talk and laugh with another guy, and even though he knows he has no claim, it still stirs something primal in him; he just couldn't stop staring at you, and you noticed it. later, when you're alone, you tease him about it and ask him why he couldn't stop looking at you like that. he knows you were having fun with the situation, but he wasn't. you thought it was no big deal, but for him it changed everything. "i hated seeing you with someone else," he finally admits, serious as he stares at you. you look at him for a few seconds and smile, he smiles back and takes your face, finally kissing you - and claiming you his.

˒ ⌕ LEWIS HAMILTON

it’s late and you’re saying goodbye after spending the whole day together; he loves being with you, but he hates the time to say goodbye. it feels like time passes so quickly with you but so painfully slowly when you’re apart. he also knows that you hate goodbyes, so you’re lingering at the door, neither wanting to part. he takes your hand, holding it a little tighter, his thumb gently stroking your skin. “maybe… i don’t want to say goodbye yet,” he says and his eyes shine at you. he leans in, finally pressing his lips to yours as he places his hand on the back of your neck and the other on your waist.

˒ ⌕ OSCAR PIASTRI

it’s late and you’re both tired from the party you just attended. people have started to leave, but you’re too busy with each other to care. you’re in the garden of the huge house, sitting on the grass and admiring the stars. he looks at you laughing at something he told you, your voice soft and open, and something inside him snaps. his heart starts to beat faster as he’s mesmerized by you. he blurts out, “sorry, i can’t pretend anymore,” and pulls you closer to him, his hands shaking with anticipation and desire as he finally takes your face carefully and kisses you, completely melting into the taste of you.

˒ ⌕ LIAM LAWSON

he loves listening to you and always listens attentively. but lately he hasn't been able to hold himself back: whenever you start talking, he has to look away or think about something else, because he's on the verge of finally giving in to you. you have a surprising effect on him that he's never felt before, and today was no different: while you're talking, he suddenly goes quiet, his eyes fixed on yours with an intense gaze. "sorry," he murmurs, "i know you're saying something important, but i just… i can't concentrate when you're so close." he's also surprised by what he just said, but he doesn't wait for an answer, pulling you into that kiss he's been holding back for so, so long.

˒ ⌕ MAX VERSTAPPEN

you’re both running to take cover from an unexpected downpour, and you’re both soaking wet, laughing and out of breath. he looks at you, hair drenched and eyes shining as you laugh, and realizes he can’t contain himself anymore. you’re the most beautiful and charming person he’s ever met in his life, and he can’t hide it anymore. he’s afraid of losing you; of losing the opportunity to finally be with you. so, without saying a word, he gently caresses your cheek and smiles with you before pulling you into a passionate kiss, with the rain running down both of you. in that moment, he felt like he was floating. in that moment, nothing else mattered, it was just you and him in the world.

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back to bed — l.lawson

paring. liam lawson x reader

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You wake to an empty bed.

Groggy with sleep crusted around your eyes, you pull yourself out from the comfort of the blankets in search of your missing half. His apartment isn't huge and there are only a few places for him to be if not the bedroom, so you find Liam hunched over his phone at the kitchen table without having to activate too much of your tired brain.

Having heard movement, he's already looking up when you come out of the hallway. "Hey, what're you doing up?"

"What're you doing up?" you lob right back at him.

You stifle a yawn, drape yourself over his shoulders.

His phone is open to some sort of statistics document you don't have the energy to try and decipher right now. You don't have to be at peak mental awareness to know what he's doing: worrying over things he can't hope to change in the middle of the night in your kitchen.

You kiss the side of his face. "Come back to bed."

"I should do this. Should know this all by heart."

He's still beating himself up. "No one expects that of you."

"Some do. The engineers talk like I should know everything. Daniel knows it all."

"A decade of experience will do that to you. Anyone who expects you to know everything is stupid or something. Mentally deficient."

Liam laughs at your sleepy rambling. "You should go back to bed."

"Not without you."

"Babe—"

"Worrying over data sheets at 3AM isn't going to fix anything. Sleep well, then memorize numbers when you're mentally prepared for it."

Liam seems convinced. Your neck kisses may have something to do with that.

"Always so sensible, you."

"What would you do without me?"

"Self destruct, apparently."

Liam presses you into the mattress once you're back in the bedroom, climbs over you and claims your lips. You exchange lazy kisses, ridiculously wet as your tongues tangle, fingers fumbling to push your panties to the side.

"This isn't what I meant by come to bed."

Liam answers by kissing your neck.

You protest no more because you do end up getting back to sleep, half an hour and two or three orgasms later.

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My Wife - Formula 1 Drivers

Words: 1,263 Summary: Or the first time they call you their wife, except you guys aren’t married. Note(s)/Warnings(s): This does not feature every f1 driver, but just the ones I’m currently writing for/could think of ideas for. These are just little blurbs of when I think they would slip up and call you their wife for the first time. Mainly fluff, but Pierre’s is NSFW, because well it’s Pierre.

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Pierre Gasly

“So good for me, amor.” Pierre groans, a hand resting on the back of her head, careful not to curl his fingers into her hair as she sucks him off. “Feels so good.” He moans when her fingers dig into his thighs a bit. “Just like that.” She pulls off him, pressing a kiss to the tip before looking up at him. “Fuck my mouth, Pierre.” His dick twitches at the idea, the thought, hips even jutting up, but he shakes his head. “Non. You told me not to ruin your hair, I listen to the not cock drunk you.” She sticks out her bottom lip, but it doesn’t sway him. He knew better than to fuck with her hair when she didn’t want him too and the fact that she hadn’t said anything to him calling her cock drunk made him aware it was true.

When he still doesn’t make a move, she presses her bottom lips out a bit more for a brief second before taking him back into her mouth. The feeling makes his head tilt back with a moan. “So good for me.” He repeats. “Such a good wife to me.” The words make her moan around him and the vibrations have him swearing, free hand curling into the sheets as he nearly cums.

Liam Lawson:

She laughs as she feels Liam mumble something against her neck. She was all too used to his drunken mumbles pressed against her skin. Though it’d been awhile since he was so sloshed that she couldn’t make out a single thing from his mumbling.

“What was that, love?” She asks, reaching a hand awkwardly behind her to run fingers through his hair. “Wife.” He mumbles, “Wife.” Her eyebrows furrow. “Wife?” He nods, planting a kiss that’s more tongue to her neck making her shudder. “Wife. Such a good, amazing wife.” A small laugh leaves her and she feels more than hears the whine he lets out. “Who makes a good wife?” She asks, wishing she had her phone with her and it wasn’t on the charge. This would be such a good drunken Liam ramble to capture. “You.” He whines, pressing closer to her, hands clumsy pushing up her shirt so they can rest on the bare skin of her stomach. “You're such a good wife. My wife.” He mumbles and she can feel his grin pressed to her skin, before he bites lightly making her jump. “My wife.” She lets out another laugh gently patting his hands, hoping that in his drunken state he can’t tell how much he’s flustered her. “Okay, love. I’m your wife.”

Charles Leclerc:

“I met her.” Pascale raises an eyebrow at the non-greeting. It was unlike her Charles, but the slight reverent breathlessness to his voice makes her give him a pass on not having manners as she turns to rearrange the cupboard. “Met who?” “I met her, maman. My wife.” “Oh,” her heart thuds a little painfully in her chest. She had heard Charles love, but this was in love and it made her wish that Herve was here to also get to see and hear it. Shutting the cupboard door, she takes a seat at the dining table, pressing the phone a little firmer to her ear. “Tell me all about her.”

Lando Norris:

“Where’d you get the plant?” Lando reads aloud, before glancing back at the new addition to his streaming background. “I don’t know. I’ll have to ask the wife,” he immediately stops face showing horror before quickly correcting. “Girlfriend, girlfriend, chat! I did not get married. I do not want a call from my mother wondering why I’ve suddenly eloped.”

Oscar Piastri:

“Hey, babe. Can you call my phone. I’ve lost it?” Her eyebrows raise as she stares at it poking out from underneath a magazine on the dining table, but pulling out her own phone she calls it. She presses her lips together when he curses when it rings not in the bedroom where he is, but rather out in the living area.

Walking out of the bedroom, he easily spots the now ringing phone on the dining table, scowling at it, before scooping it up and hitting end.

“Wait, what do you have my contact as?” She asks, having only caught a glimpse of it, but it wasn’t her name. His eyes widen and he shrugs, slipping the device into his pocket. “I don’t know.” “Oscar.” She steps a little closer. “What do you have me under?” “What do you have me under?” He parrots back. Her tongue presses into her cheek for a moment. “Os, my love.” “What?” She laughs, shaking her head. “No, that’s what I have you as. Os, my love. Comma and everything.” “Oh,” he murmurs, feeling his cheeks growing warm and suddenly his contact name for her isn’t embarrassing. “Wife. I’ve got you under as wife.” “Os,” her voice is soft and he feels himself flush more. “You’re so sweet.” She tells him, before kissing him.

Daniel Ricciardo:

“Any plans for the break?” Daniel smiles at the interviewer, “Not really. I’ll be back in the factory for some testing and such. But the wife and I might end up in LA for a few days. Meet up with some friends.” “The wife? Well things must be getting serious.” “Just a little.” He holds up fingers that are just barely not touching, before laughing and dropping his hand. “Nah, it’s very serious. Can’t really be with someone for three years and it not be serious.” “You’d be surprised, Daniel. You’d be surprised.”

Logan Sargeant:

Logan watches as his cousin, Tyler, blushes when she bends down to press a kiss to his cheeks, quickly running back to his mom and hiding behind her legs.

“He’s so sweet.” She murmurs to Logan when she joins him, looking at the flowers the four year old had given to her. “Do I have some competition?” She sends him an annoyed look before nodding. “Yes. Tyler was very sweet, giving me flowers and asking me to marry him.” His mouth drops open. He hadn’t been able to hear what Tyler had said to her or what she had said back, but marry him? “But you're my wife.” She snorts at the whine in his voice and the way he’s wrapping himself around her.

“Really? Cause I don’t see a ring on her finger.” “Mom!” Logan protests, straightening a bit, cheeks turning pink. “She does have a point. I mean, no ring.” She wiggles her left ring finger, exchanging a grin with Logan’s mom. “I can’t believe I’m losing to a four year old.” He groans, resting his head on her shoulder as she laughs.

Max Verstappen:

Max grins at Thomas. The two had karted together when Max had first started and it had been a good few years since they saw each other. It was pure chance that they were even running into each other.

“How are you doing?” “I’m good.” Max nods, eyes catching on the girl walking towards him with a small smile on her face, and he quickly wraps an arm around her waist, pulling her into his side. “Been better with this one, actually. Thomas, this is my wife.” Her head snaps towards him, barely hearing her name and she just barely manages to extend a hand out to shake Max’s old friend's hand. “It’s lovely to meet you.” “You as well. I had no idea that you got married, Max. Keeping it private?” Max flushes, his words finally catching up to him but before he can stutter and stammer in his way through an explanation, she replies. “Something like that.”

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[lorarri]

★ . . . 𝐀 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐖𝐎 , 𝐋𝐋𝟒𝟎

summary , after a nasty breakup you get black out at a bar and end up meeting someone who change your world

pairing , bartender! liam lawson x fem! f1 driver! reader

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THE CUTE BARTENDER

hi you got black out drunk yesterday

so I got you home

so you don’t be panicked if u wake up in ur own bed

also you should get better friends

cuz they didn't stop you from get black out drunk

THE CUTE F1 DRIVER

thank you for the advice

also you left your jacket at my house

THE CUTE BARTENDER

ah.

can I come get it?

THE CUTE F1 DRIVER

sure

HAMMER TIME ⚒️

okay so what do we think of Y/N new boy ik you said you were friends but...

I ship

MAD MAXAMILIAN 

yeah

BIG D DANNY 🤠

yeah x2

THE PAPAYA CHILD 🧡

yeah x3

IL PREDESTINATO 🏎

yeah x4

HOT CHILLI POT 🔥🌶

yeah x5

FRENCH WHORE 🇫🇷🥖

yeah x6

YUKI-SENPAI

yeah x7

FLORIDA RAHHHH 🇺🇸🦅🔥

yeah x8

PASTRYMAN 🥐

yeah x9

FEMME FATALE 🕸🕷

fuck off you guys we are just friends

THE PAPAYA CHILD 🧡

you sound like charles when ever he has to mention max

HAMMER TIME ⚒️

if you are excited about free alcohol we are going to get from Y/N's new man say ay

MAD MAXAMILIAN 

ay

BIG D DANNY 🤠

ay x2

THE PAPAYA CHILD 🧡

ay x3

IL PREDESTINATO 🏎

ay x4

HOT CHILLI POT 🔥🌶

ay x5

FRENCH WHORE 🇫🇷🥖

ay x6

YUKI-SENPAI

ay x7

FLORIDA RAHHHH 🇺🇸🦅🔥

ay x8

PASTRYMAN 🥐

ay x9

FEMME FATALE 🕸🕷

sometimes I wonder why I'm friends with you dumbasses

FRENCH WHORE 🇫🇷🥖

cuz you love us

FEMME FATALE 🕸🕷

debatable

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Kinktober 17/10/2024 Liam Lawson - Hair Pulling

Plot: Liam wants to try something new but he doesn’t want to do anything that will hurt you.

Warnings: Kinktober, SMUT, eating, blowjob, hair pulling, sex, p in v, 18+ Minors DNI

Summer break had just started and you and your boyfriend Liam had decided it would be nice to have a trip. It didn’t take you long to plan and you ended up on the South Coast of Italy in a cute AirBNB you’d found last minute.

Most days were spent at the sandy beach that was just below the Villa you guys were in or walking round the local village trying the various restaurants they had and going into the dainty little shops to find necklaces and gifts for friends and family.

You got back to the Villa after a really long day in the sun and you were both having a relaxing evening on the balcony of the Villa. You’d just got out the shower having washed your hair and shaved your legs that had started to gain a little stubble back after a few days of not shaving them.

You had done all of your skincare once you got out the shower and sat in the warm Italian sun on the balcony in your towels basking in the slowly setting sun and enjoying drying natural with the heat present.

Liam had come and was sat opposite you, reading one of his books.

“Babe, do you think we’re boring?” He asked you, looking at you, as he gently placed his book down on the table resting his chin on his hand.

“What do you mean?” You laugh rubbing a little bit of your moisturiser in that you could feel was still not in your skin.

“I just mean that, I don’t think we … you know go too crazy in our … intimacy?” He asks awkwardly and you cock your head to the side a shocked look on your face. You were incredibly satisfied with Liam in every way he gave himself to you, so you were very confused how the conversation had come too this.

“What?” You laugh, so shocked that this is where his question had lead you both too.

“Like do you ever want me to do something a bit like? I dunno kinkier? God this is embarrassing” he complained, standing up and going to walk into bedroom that was attached to the balcony.

You follow him immediately.

“Where has this come from Liam, I thought we were both happy in our sex life?” You ask a look of concern on your face, worried that you were now the one not satisfying your boyfriend.

“And I am. But sometimes I want to … try more with you? Like, when you pull my hair when I’m eating you out, I love that shit. You don’t do it hard it’s just something for you to run your fingers through and my hairs easier to do that with, but it got me think of like I dunno pulling your hair? But I’m scared because I don’t want to just randomly do it and shock you or omg, god forbid I manage to hurt you?! And so I just thought maybe if I asked and see what you thought? It all sounds so stupid now don’t worry” he laughs awkwardly shying away.

“Let’s try it” you grin, taking his hand and he looks at you shocked.

“Try what?” He asks looking over you, to make sure he wasn’t accidentally dreaming.

“You pulling my hair or … whatever it was you said you wanted to try” you offer and immediately he picks you up, letting the towel around you fall to the ground, leaving your bare and nude to him in all your glory.

“Let’s get this off, need the hair” he groans as he unwraps the towel from around your hair and chucks it onto the wooden floor.

He places you gently on the bed, kissing up your legs before giving teasing little bites on your inner thighs. His teeth didn’t sink in at all and there would be no knowledge of him being down there tomorrow morning, maybe that was something you could bring up for him to do next time.

He dives in, tongue flicking in and out exploring the familiarity of your heat. He was addicted to your taste and could and would eat you out for his career if that was possible. Immediately your hands find their way into his hair, keeping his head in place as his nose nudges your clit, from you pushing him down a little more.

He moans into you, creating vibrations that run up your entire body, a feeling you’d never really get over. His tongue moves faster and your hips try to come up to meet his face a little more to get that friction.

Your hands run through his hair, pulling on the outgrown blonde bits at the nape of his neck that you’d been offering to cut for a while to get back to his normal haircut but now you were considering asking him to never cut his hair too short again.

“So good, taste so fucking good” he moans into you.

His tongue finds its way into your dripping hole, noises coming from him slurping up all the juices you were giving him, and before you can think his tongue and nose, as if they’re working together both his spots that have your head thinking back into the duck feather pillow.

“Fuck baby” you say looking down at him. Usually he out you out good but this time something was different there was something in his eyes and the way his hands gripped your thighs and hips.

“My turn babe” he grins pulling his pants down and your switch yourselves round so he’s now lying where you were and your on your knees in front of him.

His hands come up and find there way into your hair. He holds you down and you mouth finds it’s way round his dick quickly thanks to his helping hand.

You suck, lick, kiss, groan, spit and do eveything that you know he’s enjoys. However he control the pace holding into your hair. He had it fisted into a really messy ponytail and he stated to edge himself. Every time he’d get close he’d use your hair to yank you off him. It wasn’t a harsh yank, not enough to pull any hair out anyway but it did have a nice sort of burn to it that had you moaning every time.

Eventually he lets himself cum pushing your head down as far as he can get it, unloading all he had to offer into your mouth.

After you blew him, normally you’d either ride him while he was laying back down or your lie down and he’d climb on top of you but today was different. He knelt up and kept you with him.

“On your knees facing the headboard babe” he asks and you do, getting into doggy style which was uncommon for you both. You actually don’t think you’ve ever done it like this with him. So it was strange when he stated to push his dick into your wet folds and you couldn’t see his whiny and lust filled expression as he sunk into you.

Pussy drunk is what he normally looked like.

But now he was just a feeling behind you.

“So beautiful” he says once he’d bottomed out in your and stayed there to let you adjust to him in this new position, meaning you felt fuller than you normally did. The moan hed gotten from you as his dick split you apart was one he didn’t think he’d ever forget.

He leaned forward grabbing your hair and pulling you head back, so you were on your knees but your back was flush against him. He kept the pull on your hair, while thrusting in and out of you, slapping sound of skin on skin and your breathy moans are all that could be heard throughout the room.

“Fuck Liam” you moan as one hand circles to your hips, the other still having a really tight grip on your hair tugging it when your head started to loll forward in pleasure when you couldn’t keep it upright.

He tugged it so it was back against him, and he could kiss along your jaw, his hips snapping faster and faster into you until he pushed your forward, so your on your elbows, but his grip still in your hair so your face was looking up, so he could see that expression of your clearly.

“Good girl” he groans looking at you.

Your mouth hung open, flushed face, watery eyes. You looked like an angel who had fallen from heaven and that look, when your eyes rolled to the back of your head, he knew he was done for. And with a last few stabbed thrusts of his hips, he was coming for the second time that night, you shortly following behind him.

“I think maybe we should talk more about our sex life?” He says trying to catch his breath as he pulls out of you and twists round to lie next to you.

“I - I agree” you pant out, never having orgasmed like that.

To new experiences right?

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a story for a dinner party- l.lawson

Day 12 of fic-tober! fic-tober masterlist

summary: stuck in an elevator with your boyfriend, whatever will you do? (fuck.)

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Liam sighed as he entered the lift. Austin was going to be more than hard. Replacing Daniel, having his seat next year in the balance, the pressure to perform, it was all too much. He knew he could do it, but he also knew how much o f a target was on his back. He needed to score points, he needed to get into Q3, he needed to-

“Morning,” you smiled as you entered the lift. It was mid-day, neither of you cared.

“Morning,” he said breathlessly. 

“How are you doing?” You asked, pressing the button for your floor as the doors closed. 

He sighed. “Fine.”

“Well, you have all of their support, you know what you’re capable of and even if you don’t finish where you want to, that won’t give them reason to boot you, alright?” You smiled, wrapping your arms around his neck. He looked relaxed as you ran your fingers through his blonde hair, and you almost laughed at the way his body tension dissipated the second you touched him. 

“Thank you-“ 

And the lift stopped. It lurched you both back as the lights flickered, and ultimately went out. 

“FUCK!” He screamed, his voice going higher than you’d ever heard it. He grabbed onto the railing as you started rummaging in your bag for your phone, trying to get some light. 

“You alright?” You asked, searching for his hand in the dark. 

“Where are you?” He asked, panicked. The lift shook as you tried to step closer to him. "Stop moving!"

"I'm not moving!" You grabbed ahold of his hand and he let out a shriek. “I’m here, grab your phone and shine a light Liam.”

He took a deep breath and nodded as you turned on your phone flashlight. “What do we do?” 

“Press the emergency button, duh,” you chuckled. He nodded, calming down. 

You pressed the emergency call button and explained your predicament, and they told you it would be an entire hour before they could get someone to help you. You sighed but thanked them anyway, and Liam just continued to panic. 

“What the fuck are we going to do? How many levels are we up? What if we fall?” He catastrophized,  his brain going a mile a minute. You’d both sat down with your head on his shoulder.

“We’re like 8 floors up, we’ll be alright Liam,” you pressed a kiss to his cheek. “We’re alright.”

He shook his head. “I-I can’t miss this meeting, and I’m fucking missing it-“

You couldn’t stand it anymore. The fucking whining. You pressed your lips against his, straddling his lap. He needed to shut up and stop thinking, what’s a better way to do that than fuck him?

“W-we can’t do this here,” he said breathlessly. 

“Why not?” You ask between kisses. His hands wandered up your sides and pulled you impossibly closer. 

“T-there could b-be cameras-“ he groaned when you bite into his neck, sucking on it harshly. 

“There’s no fucking power Liam,” you whispered. “And we have about 40 minutes until firefighters get here to rescue us. Let me help you out.”

He looked unsure but abandoned his worry when you started grinding down on him and he didn't complain after that. Then, it was all hands, lips and heat as he kissed you back, just as horny as you were. Something about this got both of you off, it was like you were fucking in public or something, Liam made a mental note to talk about it later.

He started unbuckling your belt as you sucked hickey after hickey into his neck with a smirk on your face.

"Please baby-" he groaned. You didn't need to be told twice. You took his cock in your hand and spit on it, slowly jerking him off. "Fuck," he whispered. "Please don't-"

"Tease you?" you finished for him with a smirk. Your smirk dissipated as his fingers found their way beneath your panties. He slowly circled your clit as you jerked him off as slowly as you could. Both of you were desperate, but neither of you could let the other one win.

That was until you came all over his fingers with a moan and he grabbed your hips and sat you on his cock, thrusting into you hard.

"You fucking dick," you moaned, clawing at his back. "You didn't cum yet."

"Exactly, I fucking win," he smirked cockily, biting into your shoulder as you fucked back down onto him, trying to make him cum prematurely. He spanked your ass hard. "Don't fuckin' do that."

You moaned into his mouth as his lips met yours in a searing kiss, and came on his cock. If he was good at one thing, it was fucking you just the way you liked it.

“Hello?” Someone from the sliver of open door called into the elevator. 

“Oh fuck-“ Liam scrambled to get up and gather his things. 

“Hi,” you smiled at the firefighters, redressing yourself. “Thanks for getting us out of here.”

They gently helped you down, and though Liam’s departure from the lift was less than graceful (it is hard to get out only using one hand, especially when the other is holding a jumper to his crotch to cover his hard-on), you both went your separate ways with a kiss and smile (his was more of a grimace). 

What? It was a good story for a dinner party, right? And you got two orgasms out of it.

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✦ LESSON IN IMPRESSION, L. LAWSON

he is her best friend, and she is his too. but if the cupid work hard, then he works harder.

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  ⤷ liamlawson30 Now...

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username He's there again with usual white tee

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username IT'S OFFICIAL???????????

username WHY'S SO FASTTTT??

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georgerussell63 I had no idea until lewis talked about this with daniel, thank god I overheard.

  ⤷ lewishamilton YOU OVERHEAD US???

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MEANWHILE Y/N POST FOR LIAM:

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yourusername look at him with his role models. happy valentine's day, mcqueen's apprentice 🥝❤️

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[lovelytsunoda]

bah humbug! (well, that's too strong) | liam lawson

summary: she really wants to feel the christmas spirit. the only problem? this year, she can't seem to find it.

pairing: liam lawson x female!reader

warnings: inspired loosely by certain bars of 'christmas wrapping' by the waitresses, reader wears glasses! my girl is just a lil' stressed about the holidays

author's note: originally this was supposed to be a totally different fic but i've really been struggling to feel the christmas spirit this year and i think i like this idea much more than my original idea because it feels more authentic :)

“liam, have you seen my glasses? I need them to drive!”

“kitchen counter, babe! and I thought I was driving?”

she poked her head into the kitchen, where Liam was double checking the fridge for the food items they promised they’d contribute to the family christmas dinner. one apple pie, one tray of lemon potatoes ready to go into the oven.

“I thought I could drive back. that way you can have a few beers with my dad.” she suggested, grabbing her glasses case from the counter before pressing a quick kiss to liam’s lips.

quick as a flash she was gone again, off to the christmas tree to run inventory on her family gifts.

“hang on, hang on.” liam groaned, grabbing her hand. “I thought we’d stay over this year. this way, I can have a few beers, and you don’t have to drive at night. "

he knew his misspoke when he saw the panic in her eyes. all he had tried to do was lessen the stress, but he feared he may have just increased it.

you see, y/n loved christmas, but this year the holiday had caused her nothing but stress. between changed plans, cooking failures and the pressure she was under at work, all she had been able to manage this year was a few fleeting moments of christmas cheer instead of the monthlong joy she was used to. this year, she couldn't even force it.

"okay, we can revisit it later. i know you love your family, but i also know they can be a lot." liam said, his voice soft as he ran his thumb over her pulse. "everything is already by the door. i've got it covered, and all you need to do today is relax."

she smiled weakly, eyes pricking with tears as she thought about how kind and gentle her boy was being. "thank you. that's really thoughtful."

"anything you need, and i'm your man." he winked, pulling her in for a hug. she nestled underneath his chin, breathing in the cologne he was wearing and feeling herself relax under his touch.

they hit the road soon after, with liam's warm hand resting reassuringly on her thigh, just under the hem of her black dress. the auckland sun was so bright that she had the sun visor in her boyfriend's honda down in front of her eyes as he merged onto the freeway.

they were listening to christmas music, but it was the calming and folksy kind that she liked, and not the garish and in your face kind on the radio.

she felt totally at peace, singing quietly along to liam gallgher's 'all you're dreaming of', running her fingertips along liam's smooth knuckles.

"you know i love you, right?" she said softly, turning to look at his side profile. he was gorgeous all the time, but specifically when he drove. he had a pair of ray-ban's perched on his nose, his white collared shirt pushed up over his elbows. she could see the veins in his arms as he switched gears, and it made her run hot.

liam looked over at her, keeping the corner of his eyes trained on the freeway. "of course. and you know i love you, don't you?"

"always." she smiled, bringing his knuckles to her lips and kissing them softly.

her parents' house was a mess of soul music and cooking, the smells of stuffing, gingerbread and melted butter enveloping her like a comforting hug as she walked over the threshold, liam's arm draped over her waist to pull her close. her nephew was running around the kitchen with his nerf gun, her sister's border collie barking at her reflection in the mirrored christmas ornaments.

it was chaotic and occasionally stressful, but being here today brought her immense peace. she went around the living room, saying her hellos before helping herself to a mug of hot chocolate, and a beer for liam.

liam took both drinks from her, wordlessly placing them on a side table before pulling her in for a dance. she giggled shyly, resisitng the urge to hide her face as her lover gently swayed their bodies to rod stewart and dolly parton, who were crooning baby its cold outside in the background.

she rested her head on liam's shoulder, relaxing into his hold. when the song ended, they were still rocking side to side, too wrapped up in each other to notice until the dog began to bark at them, and her cousins started clapping.

liam pecked her on the forehead before the pair settled in on the leather couch to watch everybody open presents. of course, the little kids went first, her two nephews overjoyed with their new marvel toys.

when it was her turn, her m other passed her a box decorated in floral scrapbooking paper, a golden bow tied around it. she opened the box, pulling out a crisp white album with a white lace bow on the front. she flipped through it, liam's arms around her waist and his chin on her shoulder as he looked with her at the pages upon pages of pressed photos and card cutouts.

"mum, is this every picture i've ever sent you of me and liam?"

her mom smiled. "and a few that your father and i took. i figured you could show it to your kids one day."

"that's really sweet, mrs. y/l/n." liam smiled, tenderly and sincerely. "it's beautiful."

the book opened with the first picture that yn had ever sent her parents of her and liam. they were sitting next to each other at a steakhouse in auckland, and liam was looking at her with such a lovestruck expression in his eyes that she thought she would melt.

it was the first time anybody had ever looked at her like that.

later that night, after dinner and dessert and her cousin's drunken toast, she was sitting outside on the patio, watching the sun set over the water. she had a wine colored cardigan over her dress, and a border collie curled up in her lap. one of her airpods was in, playing some music that was decidedly un-christmassy, but was helping her decompress from the stress of the day, the week and the year.

liam knocked against the open patio door, waiting for her to turn around. "hey, i'm looking for the most beautiful girl at this party? i think she's wearing a sexy little black dress and ankle boots, but i can't seem to find her."

she smiled over at him, getting out of her chair. the dog in her lap bounded over to liam, jumping up on her hind legs and trying to get him to scratch her behind the ears. "just needed a minute to myself. care to join me?"

"of course."

liam sat down in the wicker chair she had just vacated, humming contentedly as she settled in his lap. he pulled her warm body against his, keeping her safe and close by. he dotted kisses along her shoulder blade as they sat there quietly, watching the sun go down and enjoying each other's company.

"we can still stay over, if you want. my dad will probably make us leave the door open, though."

"are you sure? i've only had one beer, i can drive us home." liam asked gently, thumb rubbing circles over her skin. "if your social battery is dead, i don't think we should push it."

she looked back at him, a smile on her face. "yeah, i'm sure. they may be nuts, but they're my family and i love them. besides, jake is taking the kids back home tonight, so it will be quieter come eight thirty."

"i love those little dudes."

"i can tell. you still have a nerf dart stuck to your shoulder."

liam frowned, watching as she reached over his back to unstick the suction cup. "how did that get there?"

"my nephew is a menace, that's how." she laughed before kissing him. "merry christmas, liam."

"merry christmas, pretty girl." liam beamed, kissing her cheek. "but we might want to stay out here a little longer. your cousin got the karaoke machine out and your mom is trying to get me to sing crocodile rock with her."

[drdoofenfaithcreatingchaos]

This is a really specific request so it's absolutely fine if you don't feel comfortable doing it but protective Liam standing up for his autistic gf to her dad or older man family member who keeps being willfully ignorant and making comments

Support||Liam Lawson x fem!autistic!reader

Word count—769

Liam’s patience finally snapped as the older man—her father—leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms with a smug look on his face. The latest comment had been the tipping point.

“I just don’t get why everything has to be so complicated with you,” her father said, his voice dripping with condescension. “You make a big deal out of nothing, and it’s like… people walk on eggshells around you. Life doesn’t work like that.”

Liam glanced at his girlfriend, who sat rigidly beside him. Her eyes were fixed on her lap, her fingers twisting anxiously around the hem of her shirt. He could see the tension in her shoulders, the way she was trying to shrink into herself, and it made his blood boil.

“Enough,” Liam said, his voice firm and steady.

Her father raised an eyebrow. “Excuse me?”

“I said enough,” Liam repeated, standing. “This isn’t okay. And it hasn’t been okay for a long time.”

Her father leaned forward, clearly affronted. “Listen, young man—”

“No, you listen,” Liam cut him off, his tone sharp but controlled. “I’ve sat here all night listening to you talk down to her, dismiss her feelings, and act like her autism is some kind of inconvenience for you. And I’m done with it.”

Her father blinked, clearly unused to being challenged. “I’m not being dismissive. I’m just saying she makes things harder than they need to be. Back in my day, people didn’t have all these labels. We just got on with life.”

Liam let out a short, humorless laugh. “Right. And how’s that working out for you? Ignoring reality doesn’t make it go away. It just makes you blind to it. Autism isn’t a ‘label.’ It’s part of who she is. And what you call ‘making things harder’ is just her trying to exist in a world that wasn’t built for people like her.”

“She’s fine,” her father said dismissively. “She just needs to toughen up.”

Liam’s voice rose, his frustration spilling out. “She’s already tougher than you’ll ever understand! Do you have any idea how much courage it takes for her to face people like you every day? To advocate for herself when people constantly dismiss her? You’re supposed to be her family. You’re supposed to support her. And instead, you make her feel small.”

“Liam…” his girlfriend murmured, tugging at his arm. Her voice was quiet, but there was a waver in it that broke his heart.

He turned to her, his expression softening. “No, you don’t deserve this,” he said gently but firmly. “You’ve been putting up with this for too long, and it’s not fair to you.”

Her father threw up his hands. “Oh, come on. I’m her father. I know her better than you do. She’s just being dramatic.”

Liam’s jaw tightened, and he turned back to the older man. “You don’t know her better than she knows herself. And if you think this is ‘dramatic,’ then you haven’t been paying attention. She’s told you what she needs. She’s told you how to support her. And every time, you’ve ignored it. Do you have any idea how much that hurts her? How much that undermines her?”

Her father opened his mouth, but Liam didn’t let him speak. “You think you’re the authority on her life because you’re her dad? You’re not. She is. And it’s about time you started listening to her instead of dismissing everything she says. Because if you keep this up, you’re going to lose her.”

The words hit like a hammer, and her father’s bravado faltered. For a moment, he looked genuinely unsure of himself.

“She’s not asking for anything unreasonable,” Liam continued, his voice quieter now but still firm. “She just wants to be understood. Respected. Loved for who she is, not who you think she should be. That’s not coddling. That’s what family is supposed to do.”

The silence in the room was heavy, broken only by the sound of his girlfriend taking a shaky breath. She looked up at Liam, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. “Thank you,” she whispered.

Liam turned back to her father, his tone softening just slightly. “You still have a chance to fix this. But it starts with you admitting that you’ve been wrong. And it starts with you trying. Really trying.”

Her father looked down at his hands, clearly uncomfortable. For the first time that evening, he seemed to be grappling with Liam’s words.

Liam reached for his girlfriend’s hand, intertwining his fingers with hers. “You’re not alone in this,” he said to her softly, his voice filled with quiet determination. “Not anymore.”

[uluvjay]

first of all i think our boy liam lawson is so mf underrated and I can't find anything of him here and second of all I'm such a sucker for his hands especially when he wears RINGS. OMG. 😭 so i wanted to ask you if you could write smth abt him with list 2 prompt 61&64

Liam Lawson x fem! Reader

61. “Stop teasing me so much”

64. “I love the way you look with my fingers inside you”

Warnings?;SMUT, fingering(f receiving), cursing, kissing

“Liam” you whined from your position above the blonde.

Truly you had ended up here as a consequence of your own actions, Liam had spent the entirety of the day playing video games and to say you weren’t needy after seven straight hours would be a lie.

Coming in with a pout on your face had caused a feeling of guilt to fill your boyfriend’s chest, however it was quickly dismissed the second he felt your hips begin to grind down on him.

“Did it to yourself sweetheart” he smirked, fingers curling so slow and teasingly inside of you.

Liam truly took pride in the way he had tears running down your hot face.

All he got in return was a huff from your throat and squirm from your body as you attempt to gain pleasure but the feeling of Liam’s hand coming into contact with the side of your thigh had you halting your movements.

“Stop teasing me so much” you cried out, head buried into his neck.

“No I can’t do that baby, you decided to be a brat instead of just asking for what you wanted” he tutted.

His lips brushed soft kisses against your cotton covered shoulder as he breathed in your natural sent mixed in with the lingering smell of his cologne on the shirt.

He picked up his pace a tiny bit, fingers coming into contact with the spongy spot deep inside of you yearning a deep mewl from you.

“God Liam” you whimpered, lips coming up to trace his sharp jaw.

“I love the way you look with my fingers inside you” he breathed looking up at you with nothing but pure love and lust in his eyes.

He groaned at the way your cunt cleaned around his fingers at his words, part of him wishing it was his cock inside of you.

He couldn’t take it anymore he needed to see you shake and cry for him as you reached your climax, he quickly sped up his movements causing a high pitched whine to tumble from your throat at the unexpected pace.

By the way you were clenching around him he knew there was no way you would last much longer and the next words that came from your mouth had his thoughts confirmed.

“Shit Liam! I’m coming” you cried into his neck as shiveres raked through your body and your thighs shook atop of Liam’s.

“That’s it pretty girl” he praised as he pulled you into a sweet kiss as your whines got louder from his still working fingers.

“Thank you” you breathed once he pulled away from your lips.

“Anything for you pretty girl, even when you’re a brat” he smirked

-

[httpiastri]

santa tell me with liam and “you just lying there and looking pretty is enough for me” 😏😏

liam 🥺🥺 thank u for sending this in sweetheart aaaaaa all of my liam fics have gotten stuck in my drafts for so long, finally time to post something……

"liam- fuck!"

the filthy sounds leaving you has your boyfriend smiling into your folds, humming in satisfaction. your hands grasp the bed covers as a wave of pleasure washes over you, your vision turning black and your mind growing hazy.

liam's touch is soft and innocent now, much unlike how he's been up until this moment and much unlike how your body responds to it. his thumbs brush the insides of your thighs, lips leaving sweet kisses leading up to the skin right below your belly button as he helps you come down from your nth climax of the night.

you'd missed him so badly ever since he last left. his warmth, his comfort, his touch. when you told him that you hadn't been able to come since he last left, none of your toys or your own touch being as good as his, you hadn't expected to end up like this; already fucked out by just his fingers and tongue, your body completely worn out on his first night back. he had been away for f1 and super formula duties for too long, so many weeks without any time to come home. you were practically starved of him – and he wanted to make up for it.

pride swells in his chest at the way your legs shake and your chest heaves for air, a little grin growing on his lips as he moves his hands up to stroke the sides of your ribs. "there we go," he hushes, lips trailing up your stomach. "you're doing so good..."

when you open your eyes, he looks so content, like he's so lucky he's won the lottery. in his mind, he has – to have this beautiful view before his eyes is something only the world's most lucky man could wish for. it all drives him crazy; your pretty lips slightly parted, your dazy eyes and your flushed cheeks.

a drop of your cum rests on his bottom lip, and you let your thumb swipe across it before landing on the side of his cheek. you pull his face down to yours and kiss him, tasting yourself on his tongue when he licks into you. liam must have some kind of superpower of never getting tired because even now, when he's jetlagged and exhausted after working so much, his entire focus is on you and your body. his hands move up and down your body, thumbs dipping inside your bra and gently brushing over your sensitive nipples. you reluctantly part from the kiss, keeping him close enough for his lips to brush yours as you speak. "my turn now," you tell him, hands palming his broad shoulders as you blink up at him. you then move them further down, fingers grazing his abs before reaching the hemline of his boxers.

but, liam shakes his head. he sits down on his heels, hands wrapping around your wrists. "no way."

"hey," you start, frowning. "you've done so much for me..." you wriggle your hands out of his grasp, reaching down to wrap one hand around his dick and letting a thumb rub over the tip through his underwear. "let me give you something back."

he lets out a shaky breath at the feeling, eyes shutting instantly as he leans forward to grab your sides again. your hands around him for the first time in so long feel so much better than he remembered, and he throws his head back slightly, showing off his beautiful neck and the way his adam's apple bobs when he gulps. he lets you pump him a couple of times as his grip grows firmer, basking in the sensations spreading through his body. but when your hands move up to pull his boxers down, he stops you again. "you're sweet, but no. you don't need to."

you stare up at him with a puzzled look.

"you just lying there and looking pretty is enough for me." you swat at his shoulder, a faint blush reaching your cheeks. you're just about to argue when he shuts you up by leaning down to kiss you again. he presses against you harder than before, the way his hips brush against yours drawing out a whine from the back of your throat. he pulls away, giving your nose a quick peck. "will you let me fuck you properly now, my pretty girl?" he asks as he nudges his tip against your entrance, only a thin layer of fabric separating the two.

you hang your arms around his neck, batting your eyes at him. you can't stop the pout from reaching your lips. "please, liam."

and who is he to deny his girl when she's begging so nicely?

[itaipava]

— f1 boys and their pre race traditions with you.

˒ ⌕ LANDO NORRIS

a little secret message that only the two of you know: before each race, you write a little motivational or affectionate message and place it in a specific place that you know he will find: like inside his helmet, on his glove, or even on the steering wheel. whenever he sees the little folded piece of paper, he smiles big and reads the message over and over, keeping every word in his heart. he gives a little kiss on the paper and keeps it with him before starting the race, because he knows that this is his little lucky charm.

˒ ⌕ GEORSE RUSSELL

train together; he loves training with you and enjoys every second of it. so, every night before a race, he likes to train with you: it’s nothing serious or competitive, it’s just a moment of distraction and fun with you to relieve the tension that the next day brings. he likes to laugh and talk as much as he can with you, because he knows that these moments, besides being very important to him, bring him a lot of luck for the next day.

˒ ⌕ CARLOS SAINZ

a talisman you both share: he gave you a special bracelet a while back that has always brought good luck to both of you. so, on race weekend, he wears it all the time, but on race day, he gives it back to you as a gesture of trust and love and that he already has all the luck and support he needs for the race. he puts it on your arm and kisses your wrist before kissing your lips, feeling more than ready for the race.

˒ ⌕ CHARLES LECLERC

a lucky charm: a while back he bought two necklaces with a small red pendant for the two of you to match but little did he know that this would become his lucky charm. before every race, you hug him, kiss him and say some motivational words to him which always leaves him with a big smile on his face and his eyes shining. you take the necklace and give the pendant a quick kiss and he sighs deeply because this moment may seem mundane to anyone else but it means the world to him.

˒ ⌕ LEWIS HAMILTON

a quiet moment just for the two of you: he likes to take you to a quiet place where you both have privacy and peace together. he loves to hold you close, stroke your hair or give you soft kisses. he loves this quiet moment with you before the adrenaline takes over his body. sometimes you just stay quiet, sharing a pure atmosphere of love and peace, other times he likes you to talk about whatever comes to your mind or say some motivational words of love to him; he just wants to hear your voice. and whenever he is on the track running or is nervous, he remembers your words, which makes him calm down and remember that you are waiting for him at the end.

˒ ⌕ OSCAR PIASTRI

a song just for the two of you: you both have a playlist together with your favorite songs. he loves listening to it before he starts getting ready or while he’s getting ready: he loves the memories of the two of you that come along with the melody. having you in his mind - and the happy memories of the two of you together - is the best good luck charm he could have.

˒ ⌕ LIAM LAWSON

a walk in the pit lane: on the morning of the race, the two of you take a short walk together through the pit lane, hand in hand. you talk about anything that comes to mind as you walk side by side; this is a way to calm him down and bring him luck, having you by his side brings him the best feeling he could ever have. and, before he gets ready for the race, you give him a hug and a quick kiss, wishing him good luck. it is in these moments that he promises himself to give his best just for you.

˒ ⌕ MAX VERSTAPPEN

the last look; the two of you have a tradition where before he gets in the car, you are always positioned in a specific place where he can see you. the two of you exchange a last look and a gentle wave from afar: a simple gesture but full of meaning for both of you, like a silent reminder that the two of you are together, no matter what happens on the track.

[sugakookie78]

Twitch Streamer (Instagram AU)

Pairing: Liam Lawson x Streamer!Reader

All pictures are from Instagram, Tumblr, or Pinterest

@/Y/N.Streams Stream at 8:30 BST ft a special guest

Tagged @/liamlawson30

Liked by @/liamlawson30, @/yourbestfriend, and 20,496 others

liamlawson30 Can't wait to play F1 with you

Liked by @/Y/N.Streams

user1 The crossover I needed

yourbestfriend When can I play?

Y/N.Streams Soon, I would guess. I have something planned for the rest of the week, but next week would be good

user2 LIAM LAWSON?!

@/liamlawson30 Come join us for some video games... YNStreams on Twitch

Tagged @/Y/N.Streams

Liked by @/Y/N.Streams, @/yukitsunoda0511, and 39,567 others

Y/N.Streams Yeah, what he said

liamlawson30 Yeah, what she said

user1 F1 drivers with my favorite streamer again? Dream come true

yukitsunoda0511 How are you feeling now?

liamlawson30 Still way too giddy... Check my messages

user2 They do realize this is public? Right?

@/Y/N.Streams Finally met this guy in real life. Just so you guys know, he's just as dumb

Tagged @/liamlawson30

Liked by @/liamlawson30, @/oscarpiastri, and 35,917 others

liamlawson30 Dumb?

Y/N.Streams Yeah... in a good way

liamlawson30 Is there a good way?

Y/N.Streams Of course there is

user1 This is amazing

oscarpiastri Will you be coming to a race? Lando wants me to ask.

Y/N.Streams Yeah, I will be. Send me his number and I'll text him

user2 Will Liam have a music stream soon?

@/Y/N.Streams Race Week! Congrats on your first points, Liam!

Tagged @/liamlawson30, @/alphataurif1

Liked by @/liamlawson30, @/alphataurif1, @/yukitsunoda0511, and 31,958 others

liamlawson30 Thank you! Glad you had a good time! <3

Y/N.Streams Thank you for inviting me <3

user1 The hearts? Is there something going on?

alphataurif1 Come back anytime!

Liked by @/Y/N.Streams

yukitsunoda0511 @/liamlawson30 Answer my text

liamlawson30 Ok, one sec

@/liamlawson30 Date time <3

Tagged @/Y/N.Streams

Liked by @/Y/N.Streams, @/yukitsunoda0511, and 41,962 others

Y/N.Streams I had a great time. Thank you so much darling <3

liamlawson30 <3

user1 AHH! WHAT?

yukitsunoda0511 Finally... I don't have to deal with him whining about you

Y/N.Streams Liam? You told Yuki about me?

liamlawson30 Of course I did

user2 This is adorable!

[adventuringblind]

AUS24 (3k words)

Oscar Piastri x Liam Lawson x Reader x Logan Sargeant

Genre: Angst, fluff, spice, A/B/O AU

Summary: James Vowels takes things a step further when covering his ass in the media. Logan and his mate pay the price but Oscar and Liam are there to help.

Warnings: A/B/O dynamics, heat/rut cycles, James Vowels is the bad guy in this one, Alex being a king, Thigh riding, other alluded to sexual things but not specific so IDK what else to put

Notes: This one was a lot and I hope I filled the request okay! I struggled... Therefore y'all should feed my praise kink in order to motivate me. Jk...... unless?

Side Note: My ABO dynamics and how I write it is different so be forewarned ig. Also, NSFW under the cut. MINORS AVERT YOUR EYES!

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Oscar didn’t think much of it when he jumped out of the car and didn't see Logan. He figured he’d rushed off to make sure Alex was okay after that nasty crash and see if the team was going to be able to fix the beta’s car. 

Practice had gone pretty decent. He should probably meet up with Lando to talk about how he’d felt in the car. All things considered, he’s mildly optimistic. 

The itch in his neck leaves him wondering which of his three mates could possibly be annoyed. Oscar usually assumes Liam, given the nature of the omega. Oscar had to learn to pick his battles early on. He understands that in entirely alpha or omega families, dynamics have to be flexible. Liam is more alpha coded then he is omega. Unfortunately for the mess of things that is the paddock, people give him shit for it and Oscar has had to haul the kiwi away before he killed somebody. 

Oscar, because he’d prefer not to spend his home race weekend bailing Liam out of jail, speeds off towards the RB garage. He doesn’t have to go far since Liam is also sprinting in his direction. “Oscar! Are you alright? I thought maybe something happened when you got out of the car since I feel all prickly.” The blonde smells both annoyed and concerned. 

Oscar shakes his head. “I thought you might be trying to take the head off Helmut again…” He shakes his head and continues his walk down to the Williams garage with Liam on his heels. “Have you seen the other two at all?” 

“Her and Logan walked down to the William's garage together. That was about twenty minutes ago.” 

On their trek to the end of the paddock, They end up running into George. The second British Omega on the grid. He’s pacing outside of the garage and Oscar has to bite back a gag at how distressed he smells. “George?”

“Oscar! They won’t let me in.” He’s raking fingers through his and getting increasingly more distressed the longer they are stuck outside. “He sent me a text saying something happened, but didn’t elaborate. I can feel his anger.” 

Oscar, because he has no idea what to do in this scenario, sends Liam with George to find Lewis, or Carlos, or Max, or Lando, or anyone else who might know what to do right now because he has no idea. He just needs to see the other half of his mates or he’s going to lose it. 

He tries to flag down anyone in the vicinity, only to be ignored. He’s about ready to come unhinged until he gets the attention of James. The alpha team principal keeps his distance - the invisible boundary line the only thing keeping Oscar from shaking the information out of him. Only, James doesn’t just smell like James. No - he smells like Oscar’s other two omegas. Both of which must be in heat. 

He tries to breathe; reign himself in so he doesn’t lose it and end his entire career (though he will if it comes down to it). “Where are they?” If there is a growl laced within the question, he can’t be bothered to care.”

James looks like he might jump into an explanation of some kind, but gets foiled by Alex. The beta looks pissed. The kind of anger that shows in every movement. 

“JAMES!” While Oscar flinches at the olders tone, James remains calm. It's aggravating in a way. “Tell Oscar what you did or I will.”

James sighs and motions for the Australian to follow him. Alex can't growl, but the way he's seething tells Oscar that he would if he could. It's ironic to think that between the three of them, Alex is the most angry compared to the two alphas trudging through the garage.  

James gestures for him to go inside. The scent leaking through the cracks in the door is terribly seductive and Oscar has to dig his nails into the palm of his hands to ground himself. “Neither of them were supposed to be in heat this early. All four of us are synced and just went through this a month ago.” he stares down the older alpha for an explanation. 

He takes an inventory of his own body. His own reaction to his mates in heat is more… intense. Like he can't keep himself off them. Currently he feels more protective than anything. 

“since James won't tell you, I will-”

“It's team business!” 

“Not when the safety of others is concerned!” 

James makes a lunge for Logan but Oscar matches his speed and steps in front of him. He wants to retch at how awful James smells at the moment. 

Four pairs of footsteps from the direction they had come from. Liam and George have managed to find them and dragged Carlos and Lando as well. It's terribly comforting to have more people around. 

“what's going on?” Lando whines at the door the closer he gets. “Is Logan in heat? But didn't he just have one?” 

Alex is much taller than Oscar, but the beta appreciates the gesture given the nature of how betas usually are towards anyone else. “Oscar, why don't you, me, George and James speak about this in his office. Carlos can come too, if you'd like.” 

“yeah - yeah okay. I need to know what happened.” He looks around for Liam and pulls him away from James. “Sorry - I don't know what's happening. I didn't mean too-” 

Liam attaches himself to the alpha and noses at his neck. “I'll take care of them while you're gone. Lando is going to stay also.” 

Oscar nods, kisses his head, and drags himself away. He doesn't want to go anywhere but inside that room. Be it biology or his own mind, clearly something is wrong and he would desperately like to be there for the people he loves. Still, Liam is here and that makes things better. They aren't alone. 

They settle into chairs in James’ office. Carlos opts to stay by the door watching everything going on outside. “Why are they taking apart Logan's car?” 

Oscar blinks at him. They're what?” 

“I crashed the car and broke the chassis. James decided to punish Logan for it. But that's not even the worst part!” Alex looks expectantly to his team principal. A silent urge for him to tell his own story. He gestures for Alex to come continue on and the beta rolls his eyes. “Logan and y/n walked here together. James summoned them into the office together. He told Logan he was going to give me his car. Obviously, I said no and…” 

George shuffles his way over to Alex. The physical contact between the two seems to lessen Alex's rising emotions. “It was probably my fault, since I kept saying no.” Alex throws a packet of heat inducers on the table. “I was restrained. James didn't show he had a whole package - just dissolved way over the recommended amount into a cup and commanded Logan to drink it. She got to it first so he didn't have to drink it, and downed the entire thing in seconds.” 

“That doesn't explain Logan’s-”

“He had more and just repeated it. Then he used that fucking voice to get them to not tell anybody and lock themselves away.” Alex looks like he's on the brink of tears. “I'm sorry, Oscar.” 

Oh - the rage that's building beneath his skin. He moves to throw himself at James, but is foiled by Carlos. “You can't help from jail.” 

Which, the Spaniard isn't wrong, so Oscar goes limp in his hold. He takes a few ragged breaths to force himself to calm down. “It's not your fault Alex, at all. Sounds to me like it's a move to cover his own ass.” 

“Alex is out best chance-” 

“Bullshit! I just murdered my car!” 

The door to the office is thrown open and Oscar has no time to react to the fact Max and Daniel, his pack alpha and omega - respectively, got word of this. 

“Did we need to alert the entire grid, Alex?” 

Max openly, and without hesitation, growls at the team principal in question. Daniel hits him upside the head to get him to stop. “Where’s Logan at?”

“My driver doesn’t need anymore assistance, Daniel-” 

All of them (aside from Alex) Descend into a fit of threatening noises. “Really? Because heat inducers can fuck up anyone’s body on a normal dose. Trust me James, I’ve been in this scenario with my own team.”

Briefly, Oscar recalls Lando talking about McLaren trying to induce Daniel’s heat without his knowledge. Andrea is a much better team principal and He can vividly recall Lando near sobbing when they were assured that would never happen. 

“In Logan’s room.” 

“Great! Here’s what we’re going to do then.” 

George has to drag Alex away from the Office and back up to his room. The British Omega throws a middle finger at James before he’s out of sight completely. Max is staying with James until things get sorted out. Which - unfortunately since the laws are so unfair - will mean James gets away scot free. Daniel says he’s going to be subjected to a lecture first. The rest of them head back to Logan’s room with the intent on getting out of the building. 

“Should I call Andrea and Zak?” Oscar looks desperately at Daniel for instructions. He’s never had to leave so suddenly and has no clue if there is a protocol for these things or not. 

“No worries, I took care of it. We just need to get them out of the paddock.” the older Aussie pats his shoulder reassuringly. “I’m assuming the four of you aren’t prepared at all?” 

Oscar shakes his head. “We all synched just last month.” 

“Anything you need then? I can send George and Alex on errands. Actually, I’m hoping for that seeing as Alex is desperate to help.” 

“I hope he sees that this isn’t his fault.”

“He’ll come around, I hope you know it’s not your fault either.” 

And here Oscar thought he was hiding it so well. He tries to shake it off, play his own insecurities down. “I’m-”

“Relax mate, Max felt guilty for weeks.”

“But it’s my job to protect them-” The voice crack was unnecessary and completely screwed him over in terms of hiding whatever feeling he had buried.

Daniel turns to face him right outside the door. “You can’t change the past, Oscar. You were never going to be able to stop this from happening. What you can do is help them now because they need you.” 

Oscar nods with newfound determination, and opens the door.

She certainly wouldn’t say it was her greatest decision, definitely one of the easier ones in the moment. She’d downed the drink without a hesitation. 

They’d attempted a nest. Tried to make the room comfortable. The amount of drugs in their systems was not making it easy. Instead opting to throw everything on the floor and try to sleep before they can’t. 

They’d stripped down to undergarments within the last few minutes. The heat steadily building and becoming too much. Still, she lays plastered against Logans body; his scent intoxicating. 

“You didn’t have to do that for me.” He noses at her neck, teeth nipping at the three scars lining her collar bone. 

“Wanted to help, Lo.” She feels like crying. The odd lack of connection bombarded her after James used his stupid voice. “Wanted you to race.” 

The door squeaks open sometime later. After a nap and the first round of what will probably be many. She peaks her head out from around Logan who’s gone defensive from the new intrusion. Only - Liam peaks his head inside and Lando follows before shutting the door again. She whimpers and tries to claw her way to Liam, but is pushed back gently by Lando. 

“He’s grabbing a few things.” She can see him trying to smile gently at her. 

Liam ends up between them, his own shirt off and one of Oscar’s sweatshirts in hand. She makes herself as small as possible to curl up into his side. “Do you two need anything specific right now.” 

“Where’s Osc?” Logan beats her to the question. 

“Talking with James, I believe.” 

The whines are involuntary. That part of her brain still fighting for its life wants to know why he’s not here right now. The overthinking side is claiming it’s because she’s undesirable now. “Does he still want us?” 

Liam coos at her, as does Logan and Lando. “You'll never not be undesirable.” 

“But what about James?”

“What do you mean?” She can feel Liams muscles tense underneath her. She shrinks in an attempt to hide from the new angry scent permeating the room. 

Thankfully, Logan takes over for her. “He used his voice on us. He wanted to give me inducers…” 

She, despite the struggle, rolls herself over Liam and into Logan's lap. “Not your fault.”

“I know-” his desperate whine nearly kills her. And Liam - by the looks of it. He's restraining himself if the way his jaw is tensing is any indicator. 

“Lando, would you mind possibly grabbing mine and Oscar's stuff so we don't have to leave here again if possible?” It's not fair really, that Liam can be bossy and she finds it attractive.  Oscar is also bossy, but he’s the gentle bossy and Logan isn’t bossy at all. Wow - her stupid hormones have her drooling over this and she doesn’t even know what this is. 

Liam makes up a list for Lando and the Brit runs off to collect the items. She wonders how long Oscar is going to be and if the ache in between her legs will let up until they can leave. 

It’s the only thing on her mind. It’s also now all over her thighs. An unfortunate circumstance where there are no towels on the ground. At this rate she might die if she can’t do something about these feelings and the longer she waits the more desperate she becomes. 

“Do you need something, darling?” Her hazy mind decides that now is a great time to register that she’s grinding into Liam's leg. She doesn’t stop though. If anything - she can’t, because he has a hand on her hip urging her to continue. “Only one of me at the moment, is this okay for now?” She makes a weak sound and makes a mess of herself and Liam’s poor thigh. Not like Logan is doing any better. They both smell good like this. 

She has no idea how much time passes, the endless amount of work she’s having to do finally wears her out enough to relax for the time being. 

“I guess I should’ve stripped all the way, huh?” She’s too tired to be embarrassed about Liam’s teasing comments. She barely even notices Liam attempting to clean her up. Her mind is too far gone. Enough that her and Logan are both ready to go again after a few measly minutes.

They don't get very far, instead scrambling under whatever is available as the door swings open. Liam is hissing at the intruder, only to see Oscar and Lando poke their heads inside. 

“Hey Daniel, I think maybe we’ll stay here for the time being and then when the traffic of the paddock dies down we can try and leave.” 

Daniel also slips into their space. She makes a lunge for either of the two Australians. Oscar is quick to react to her movements and get her to stay put underneath the little amount of covering she has. 

Lando drops the bags of stuff he was holding and tries to smile at them before he leaves. Unfortunately, his sad scent gives away his true feelings. She wonders if he knows the full story now since Oscar definitely does. 

It’s just her, her mates, and Daniel now. The pack Omega is hovering by the door and is clearly ready to leave them to their own devices. “Keep in mind that reactions to heat inducers are unpredictable but fast. You’ll only be in “heat” for about a day. Then you’ll just be sick, but we’ll take it as it comes.” 

Daniel reminds Oscar to text him if they need anything and then leaves them alone. Which - she likes Daniel, but being able to jump the bones of her mates sounds all too appealing. 

“James?” Logan looks pleadingly at Oscars for some kind of reassurance. 

“Is going to get an earful from Max and Daniel. Aside from that, he will probably get a slap on the wrist. Alex is ready to kill him though, if that’s what you wanted.”

The three of them find humor despite the nature of the situation. It’s why she loves them so much. The way she can feel safe and taken care of, but still be herself and laugh and give into her own desires. 

Oscar loses his own clothes. The fireproofs he was wearing around his waist come off in record time. 

“You're still going to race, right Osc?”

“We’ll see-” Oscar nearly jumps when the three of them whine and pout in unison. “I take it that you want me to race?” 

“We’ll make do without you.” 

“Hey!-”

“Liam is good for something after all!” Logan wheezes in laughter. Only for Liam to grumble and decide enough is enough. He takes Logan by the hips and slams right into him. 

She looks between the two of them and Oscar. She leans up to his ear, fully intent on whispering to him but gets a little distracted by his scent while shifting around.

“Need something?” 

Finally, she surrenders herself to the haze knowing she has all her mates with her. “Just you three.” 

[the-offside-rule]

Liam Lawson (VCARB) - Secret Santa

Day 9 of Christmas

Prompt: F1 secret santa exchange

25 Days Of Christmas

The rain drizzled down the Brazilian paddock, but the cool air inside the garages and motorhomes buzzed with excitement. It was media day, and it was that time of year again: picking the names for the Santa exchange, organized for the drivers to loosen up before the final race of the season. Rookie F1 driver Y/n Y/l/n stood by, a little nervous but mostly excited. This was her first year in Formula 1, and being asked to participate in the fun, she felt like part of the big family she’d always dreamed of joining.

After a quick drawing session, Y/n had pulled out a familiar name: Liam Lawson. A small smile crept onto her face. She had known Liam since they were kids, racing karts together. She remembered how obsessed he used to be (and still secretly was) with Cars, especially Lightning McQueen. It was the perfect opportunity for a gift, a playful nod to the good old days.

The paddock buzzed with energy as drivers bustled about, swapping jokes, preparing for the annual Secret Santa event. It was a light-hearted break from the intensity of the track, a chance for the drivers to relax and have a little fun. Fans eagerly awaited the video, and speculation had been rampant online about who would get who for Secret Santa this year. Y/N stood outside the Haas motorhome, tapping her foot nervously. She loved Christmas, but this event had her more on edge than usual. There was something about the thought of exchanging gifts with her fellow drivers (especially Liam) that made her heart race a little faster. She’d had a crush on Liam for as long as she could remember, ever since their karting days. It wasn’t exactly a secret to anyone but him, apparently. And according to the endless Twitter threads and Instagram posts, fans desperately wanted them to get together too.

The crew had already set up the cameras in the VCARB motorhome when Liam walked in, a bit curious but eager to see what he’d gotten. His eyes immediately lit up as he spotted the Lightning McQueen logo on the wrapping paper. "You ready for your gift?" The media coordinator grinned, appearing beside him. Liam forced a smile. "I guess so. Who got me again?" The coordinator's grin widened, clearly hiding the fact they knew exactly what was about to unfold. "You'll see." They teased, watching as he tore into the gifts, pulling out each item with increasing excitement.

"No way!"He exclaimed, pulling out the Crocs first, then the cap, then the socks. "This is amazing!" The camera zoomed in on his wide grin as he held up the Lightning McQueen backpack, laughing in disbelief. But it was the matching Lightning and Mater keyrings that truly caught his attention. His fingers brushed over the necklace, and for a moment, his smile softened into something more thoughtful.

"Whoever got this-" He started, looking up. "definitely knows me well." He looks across the paddock seeing Y/n grinning from ear to ear. "You?!" His eyes twinkled with excitement as he lifted up the keyrings. "I know youre obsessed with Cars so its the only logical thing to get you, mate." Y/n stammered, feeling heat rush to her cheeks. "And I know you still are, so I thought..." She trailed off as Liam scanned the matching keyrings. He chuckled softly, the sound making her stomach flip. "This is amazing, Y/n! I dont think you understand how much I actually love this." He thumbed the keyrings for a moment, then looked back up at her, a playful grin tugging at the corners of his lips. "Do you realize what this means?"

Her brows furrowed. "What?" Liam dangled the keyrings in front of her. "It means our keys will always match." Y/n's heart did somersaults. "Yeah, I guess they will." She laughed, trying to play it cool, though internally, she was screaming. Oh my God, stop being cute! Liam glanced at the media team with a small smile. "I think this is the best Secret Santa gift I've ever gotten. Thank you, Y/n. Seriously." He smiled as he got up and pulled her in for a hug. "You’re welcome." She murmured, her voice barely above a whisper, still trying to process how her heart could be pounding so loud. With Liam grinning down at his gift, the media team signaled it was time to switch gears. Y/n waved at him one last time as she was led to the Haas garage for her turn to open her gift.

As she arrived, she found herself nervously glancing around. Her palms were sweaty, and her heart was still doing its usual Liam-induced gymnastics. The crew handed her a large, neatly wrapped gift, and she immediately noticed the familiar handwriting on the tag.

For Y/n. Hope you love this as much as I did picking it out. - Liam.

Her breath hitched. "Liam? He got me?" She carefully peeled back the pink wrapping paper, revealing a collection of Barbie-themed goodies. "Why, Barbie?" The crew asked. "I used to have a Barbie helmet, and my first kart was pink because I just loved Barbie." She smiled. There was a Barbiecolouringg book, a vintage Barbie and Ken doll, and at the bottom, a custom-made shirt. It was bright pink, of course, with a photo of her edited over a Barbie doll under the words, She’s Everything and below that, Liam’s face had been superimposed on a Ken doll with the words, He’s just Ken. Y/n burst out laughing, her heart swelling with warmth. She held up the shirt for the camera, turning to face the crew. "This is incredible. Oh my God, he did not!"

Her laughter died down, replaced by a fond smile. "He's the sweetest." She smiled. She stared at the note, her heart beating a little faster than usual. He remembered. She looked into the camera, her cheeks flushing pink. "Thank you, Liam. This is perfect." She said, a soft sincerity in her voice before turning away, overwhelmed by the emotions that had hit her all at once.

Y/n: Liam! I love the gift, thank you so much. I can’t believe you remembered the Barbie suit! You’re the best.

Back in the VCARB garage, Liam felt his phone buzz in his pocket. Seeing Y/N's name pop up, he couldn't help the grin that spread across his face.

Liam: Of course, I remembered, I’m glad you liked it. You totally made my day with the Lightning McQueen stuff.

Y/n: You’re welcome :) And I’m still laughing at the shirt. Did you really make that yourself?

Liam: What can I say? I’m a man of many talents ;)

Y/n: Well, you did a great job. Might have to wear it to the paddock tomorrow

Liam: You wouldn't dare.

Y/n: Watch me, Lawson.

Liam chuckled softly as he pocketed his phone. The media team might not have captured it on camera, but he had a sneaking suspicion that today’s gift exchange was going to be a memorable one, not just for the fans, but for them, too. Meanwhile, Y/n leaned back against the wall of the Haas garage, a wide smile on her face as she looked at the keyring in her hand. Maybe the fans were onto something after all.

As the video aired a few days later, fans went wild with excitement. Twitter exploded with hashtags like #LiamAndY/n and #SecretSantaGoals. Everyone had seen the chemistry, and for once, Y/n and Liam couldn’t deny that maybe—just maybe—they weren’t so delusional after all.