#THE LAMBO IS SO GOOD

[ratatatastic]

YES LOMBO BROUGHT THE CUP INTO PARKLAND COUNTRY CLUB IN A LAMBO TO LIVE UP TO HIS NAME. LOMBO IN A LAMBO? LOMBORGHINI IN A LAMBERGHINI????

Lombo Cup Day | 8.23.24

[queenharumiura]

2024 Akira Amano 'The Characters' Exhibition bonus 'Selfie-style' cards.

[ID: Official art of multiple characters from the manga and anime Katekyo Hitman Reborn.

They're all drawn as if taking a selfie, most of them smiling and/or doing a peace sign or another playful gesture with their hand.

Reborn, Colonnello, Viper and Fon are in their cursed forms, with Viper pulling their hood down, trying to hide more of their face.

Gokudera waves at us, with "Vongola Famiglia" written on his palm and the Vongola's emblem drawn on it too. Lambo is in his Ten Years Later version, Tsuna's shown both in his normal state and in Hyper Dying Will mode, Basil is in Hyper Dying Will mode too and Chrome's wearing cat ears.

Squalo and Xanxus are scowling. /End ID]

ID courtesy of @hopeswriting.

[itsmespicaa]

The way I literally lost my mind when I saw them in the movie omg...after 40 years, my beloved twins are finally back together 😭🫶💖

(I spent like a good chunk of rewatches just trying to spot every single appearances of them HAHAHA- OTL i hope we DO get a sequel and when we do, hopefully the twins will be there too :"D)

[dark-elf-writes]

Reborn really put the two biggest scaredy cats together for the rest of courage and I refuse to believe it was anything but intentional

[fightingthetides]

"Heh... so he owes Lambo-san, eh? Should Lambo-san start expecting a piece of candy every day for the rest of forever?"

[norrisainz33]

Just a Crush || OP81

☆ summary: Swimmer, y/n, is headed to the olympics and little does she know she’s f1 driver oscar piastri’s celebrity crush

☆ pairing: oscar pisatri x olympian!reader

☆ f/c and warnings: none

☆ requested: this was suggested!! tysm for the wonderful idea for a swimmer reader 🫶🏻

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ynuser: your girl is in her model era 🌿 thank you to vogue for having me! make sure to check out the july issue where i talk about what it means to me to be headed to the olympics to represent new zealand, my daily routines, and my life outside of swimming! see you all in paris 🤍

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yourbff: you are so effortlessly gorgeous please 😫

thenzteam: we are lucky to have you y/n!

user1: my favorite kiwi

user2: omg not y/n revealing she’s a huge fan of f1!! wait till oscar hears about this

user3: oscar who?

user2: he’s a formula 1 driver who has a massive crush on y/n

user3: omg not a vroom vroom aussie for my girl 😭

user4: stop they would be perfect 😭 they give the same energy

user2: he’s hiding in the likes 👀

iamrebeccad: some of the best shots i’ve ever seen! congrats on being in vogue and going to the olympics ❤️

ynuser: i took notes from the pro 🫶🏻

user2: omg rebecca is here too

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user12: LOSCAR MY LOVES

user5: alex and logan are my fav duo im going to miss them so much

user6: james when i catch you!!! how dare you break up our family

user4: GUYS Y/N MENTIONED

user9: the way oscar blushes omg

user10: mans is down bad we have to get her to notice him

user11: alex best be texting lily rn to make that connection! our boy has like no game

user12: stoppp i’m sure he has some 😭

user11: idk he’s so quiet and reserved

user12: nahhh it’s always the quiet ones ok

user8: y/noscar is my roman empire

user13: let’s get my man to the paris

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user10: hey babes, congrats on the olympics. im here to lyk abt a very cool, very polite young man named oscar piastri

yourbff: make us proud y/n

ynuser: i’ll do my best 😭

user2: you should visit monaco and oscar piastri next

lilymhe: yayyyy let’s goooooo y/n!!! i’ll be cheering for you!!

ynuser: omg lily!! it’s been too long since i’ve seen you! let’s do something once i’ve won the gold 😉

lilymhe: yes please 🫶🏻

lilymhe: also alex told me to tell you that you have got to come to a grand prix soon - zandvoort maybe?

oscarpiastri: good luck y/n!

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ynuser: you’re looking at the fastest woman in the 1500 freestyle! semifinals here we come 🇳🇿

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yourbff: being able to be poolside cheering you on is my favorite thing

ynuser: i love you

alex_albon: congrats y/n! can’t wait to see you soon 😉

user16: ALEX WHAT ARE YOU EOING HERE

user18: SEE YOU SOON????

user22: alex is taking his job as matchmaker seriously

thenzteam: aotearoa is so proud you ❤️

ynuser: 🤍

oscarpiastri: congrats y/n!! you’re going to get the gold i just know it

ynuser: thank you oscar!! i’m certainly going to try

user2: oscar jumping up and down in his driver room rn

landonorris: user2 he is celebrating yes

user2: LANDODNJE

logansargeant: oscarpiastri thanks for saving my dog from that burning building the other day

alex_albon: thanks oscarpiastri for lending me your lambo last week

ynuser: wow! oscarpiastri can you lend me your lambo?

oscarpiastri: ynuser that can be arranged

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thenzteam: she’s done it!!! y/n has won gold in the 1500 freestyle! you have made new zealand, aotearoa so very proud 🌿🇳🇿

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ynuser: beyond proud to be a kiwi! 🤍

yourbff: you are a star!!! i’m so proud of you

thenzteam: we love you 🫶🏻 now it’s time for you to get some rest!

user18: LETS GOOO Y/N!!!!

user20: i love watching women succeed

lilymhe: CONGRATS MS GIRL

alex_albon: yes!!! congrats ms y/n!!!!!

oscarpiastri: bwoah!! let’s go!

user22: oh oscar is this all you’ve got

landonorris: user22 nah he’s got more just give him a minute

oscarpiastri: lando please

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lilymhe: i missed you so much my olympic golden girl. i’m so glad you’re here 🫶🏻

ynuser: i missed you too my queen 🧡

user28: OMG YOURE IN ZANDVOORT OMG OMGOMGOGKGOGMGMGG

iamrebeccad: the way i jumped for joy when you told me you were coming!!! i can’t wait for dinner tonight

ynuser: neither can i!! i am really looking forward to meeting carlos too

user44: zandvoort!!! on race weekend!!!!! you’re giving our polite cat a chance!!!!

user45: girly we know exactly where you are 🤭

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ynuser: some much needed downtime after paris but don’t worry i still got some laps in 🥹

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user56: not her tagging mclaren and not oscar LOL

user87: THOUGHT YOU COULD SNEAK IN THATBLAST PIC HUH

user45: that’s gotta be oscar

user87: it’s absolutely him ain’t no way

mclarenf1: was wonderful getting to have an olympic gold medalist in our garage this weekend!! thank you for visiting 🧡

ynuser: thank you for having me mclaren 🧡

oscarpiastri: hey that’s my car

ynuser: yeah and you didn’t let me borrow it like you said you would 😭

oscarpiastri: i’ll lend you one that’s a little less dangerous! you’re precious cargo after all 😉

landonorris: ok , leave me out of the pics… i thought we were friends??

ynuser: my bad dawg! didn’t realize we were chill like that

landonorris: well we’re not anymore!!

alex_albon: my work here is done! team torque for the win

logansargeant: mission accomplished

lilymhe: girls u know everyone can see your comments

user45: CONFIRMED! THANKS ALBONO AND LOGIE

user46: AHHHHHHHHHHHH

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a/n: another olympic reader!!! i love sports player reader. next up - olympic!tennis!reader.

a/n: made some updates to my blog and made a masterlist wahoo!! ty for all the support

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[vaamins]

RICHBOY GOJO! meets you at one of the annual parties he throws near the end of the year. the ones where everyone is invited. literally everyone. some from other ends of town, and some, satoru doesn’t even know. even the neighbours cat comes to his parties.

RICHBOY GOJO! who is known for his money. his parents in fact, but no one cares. it’s him who’s rich asf, and he makes it known to everyone. pulling up in a lambo just for school. or wearing the newest designer clothes from Valentino. there’s nothing he doesn’t have.

RICHBOY GOJO! who sees you in the crowd and thinks he’s seen you somewhere before but can’t place when. who, multiple times during the day finds his eyes wandering to you somehow. watching as you talk to your friends laughing about something.

RICHBOY GOJO! who starts small talk with you, commenting on your dress and how good you look. all his friends say he’s tryna get into your pants but that’s not true ( well partly )

RICHBOY GOJO! who ever since meeting you, suddenly wants to know everything about you. before he couldn’t have cared less about anything else, but now? he wants to know every single bit of you.

RICHBOY GOJO! who stays up thinking about you. who tells suguru the new girl he’s met. suguru immediately tells him to shut up but it doesn’t stop him from yapping on bout you.

RICHBOY GOJO! who suddenly has a heart of change ( somehow overnight ) when he finds out you don’t like boys who are publicly arrogant and show off.

RICHBOY GOJO! who suddenly, doesn’t come to school in his usual lambo or wearing louise.

RICHBOY GOJO! who somehow becomes so down to earth. never flaunts his money in peoples faces. hell. even his parties have died down to basically once every 6 months.

RICHBOY GOJO! who everyone thinks his family has gone broke from his drastic change but it’s not that.

RICHBOY GOJO! who’s parents even comment on his weird behaviour. but they don’t question much. their just glad their son isn’t a partyboy anymore.

RICHBOY GOJO! who finally realises he’s inlove when shoko brings his change io to him. laughing on how only a lovesick fool could change that fast. yeah. he silently agrees.

RICHBOY GOJO! who treasures every hand made gift you’ve given him. even the phone chain you made out of some beads you found. it dangles off his phone, pink with a hello Kitty attached to it but he couldn’t care less how girly it is. he can’t bring himself to remove it.

RICHBOY GOJO! who finally tells you he likes you on one of his most recent parties. one he hasn’t done in a long time, and he finds he’s lost taste for them. finding the moving crowds of so many people annoying. it’s only then that he realises the effect you have on him. that you’ve unknowingly spurred him onto a new and good path.

RICHBOY GOJO! who wants to grow better because of you.

RICHBOY GOJO! who finally tells you he loves you while your sitting outside on the front lawn. taking a breather. and that’s where he confesses. out of the blue but confident. he wants you to know how much e loves you.

RICHBOY GOJO! who is shocked when you kiss him in return. leaving him a blushing mess. so unlike the ‘richboy gojo’ you comment. and he laughs, content with where he is now, with you.

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[gagaewo]

BIG FLIRT | BIG JERK ♡´･ᴗ･`♡

Synopsis: 𝑱𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒔𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝒄𝒖𝒕𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒎𝒆𝒙𝒚 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒐𝒚𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝑺𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒖 𝑮𝒐𝒋𝒐 ( ˘ ³˘)♥︎

cw: AFAB in mind, crack, fluff fluff fluff, suggestiveness, teasing, pet names (babe, baby, cutie), he can be a jerk when he wants to be, drug use (Mary Jane only once), masturbation (m), virginity loss, p in the v (wrap it before u tap it), squirting mention, oral sex (f), aftercare always a must!

wc: 1.9k

a\n: I'm supposed to finish choso x bimbo!reader, but instead I got side track and decided to write this to boost my brain up ^^. I'm very rusty so I apologize if it's not good, I HOPE YOU GUYS ENJOY :D!

inspiration: big flirt by lil hero

MINORS & AGELESS BLOGS DNI!

❀𝑺𝑭𝑾❀

Boyfriend!Satoru - is infatuated in everything about you; and when he means everything, he means everything! Heart-shaped eyes seeing you, however, state you're in. He's obsessed with the way you smell, look, feel, and taste. Makes sure you know you're the most beautiful thing his six-eyes laid on.

Boyfriend!Satoru - who enjoys seeing you become flustered when he gives you surprise kisses on your face. He'd grab you by your waist, shoulders, hands, neck (his favorite part to wrap his hands around), and give you a sweet 'smack'!The way you shy your face away afterward always boosts his ego just a little.

Boyfriend!Satoru - who's on top of you when you wake up most mornings. His body weight crushes you in, so you can't escape :P. Other times, he's behind you; muscular arms wrapped around your mid-section tightly, breath tickling your ear when he lets out soft snores. Snuggled in so nicely he never ever wants to leave, and gets whiny when you do try to leave his grasp.

Boyfriend!Satoru - Buys you an expensive gift anytime you accomplish a big goal! Got a raise at your current job? Congratulations he just bought you a fucking Lamborghini. Didn't like the model? Oh, it's okay he'll just buy you another Lambo, but the newest model (the one that's not even out yet), you quite literally can not deny such a gift either. It's not just cars he'll get you. No- it depends on the last thing you look at on shopping sites, and he'll immediately buy everything in your wishlist/cart. Why? Because you work so hard to accomplish your goals he just HAS to do something for you!

Boyfriend!Satoru - who accidentally got you high because Suguru brought him edible brownies. You also have a sweet tooth like Satoru - so you decided to try some! Which left you laying on the couch and staring at the ceiling for two hours. Satoru silently freaking out; giving you your third cup of water now. How many grams were in the brownies, you ask? 1000 MG. Safe to say you slept for a good 14 hours after that incident.

Boyfriend!Satoru - Play fights with you when you're in a low mood, hoping it will work to take your mind off the small stuff. With his great strength he can easily pick you up and gently slam you down into the ground, couch, or the bed; one thing he always does is place his large hand on the back of your head just incase he miscalculated, so you won't seriously get hurt ^^.

However, when you do get mad at him, he has a difficult time trying to understand your feelings. Sometimes, trying to be 'funny' when you're talking to him about something serious doesn't always work. So, Boyfriend!Satoru - who would do anything for you - buys you bouquets and bouquets of your favorite flowers (mixed with blue flowers that match his eyes), with the most adorable sad look in his eyes as he confronts you with a soft tone that he's sorry. Of course, you forgive him.

Boyfriend!Satoru - who really knows how to piss you off on purpose, even though he meant no harm; he just can't help but want to see the way you glare at him again. You know how he's a striking 6'3 "man? Of course, you're going to be shorter than him, and he takes advantage of it! Wondering where the cookie jar suddenly went? Oh, it's on top of the fridge. Pushed all the way in the corner back. Now you're going to need a stepping stool, or you're climbing onto the counters.

"Satoru! Stop messing with the cookies!"

"You know, it's getting pretty boring hearing you blame me for misplacing things~"

"You fucker you pushed it too far!"

"Did not!"

Sat on the couch comfortably, his eyes watched the way you stood on your tippy toes, your arm's reaching at the top of the white fridge- palm out trying to reach the cookies. He bit back a chuckle watching you struggle, but he admired the view anyway. The shirt you wore just slightly - your panties now in his view. Standing up swiftly, Satoru amble his way over with a growing smirk on his lips.

Letting out a huff, you cursed silently. You turn around to go find the stepping stool - only to be blocked by Satoru. His sweet cologne filled your senses. His hand - rather bigger hands than yours - gently placed onto your shoulder softly massages your muscle.

"Here baby, let me get it for you."

Brows furrowed, a smack echoed in the kitchen when you slap his hand away. "Why do this on purpose?"

Not bothered by the stinging sensation, His glossy lips pulled into a smirk. "Do you know why my sweetie?" He spoke in a sickly sweet tone.

His other hand, palmes your blood filled cheeks, caressing softly with the pad of his thumb. Face scrunched up, your cheeks hot, feeling more irritated. "Because you like pissing me off."

Hearing your grumbled response, he adjusted both of his hands, placing his palms on your cheeks, and then lightly mushed them. Letting out a deep sigh, his eyes dart everywhere on your face; observing the way your eyebrows still furrowed and your eyes glaring at his.

Grinning now, he leaned down, pressing a sloppy butterfly kiss on the bridge of your nose; earning a soft annoyed grunt from you.

"Forgive me for my little stunt, and I'll give you your cookies back."

You scoff, now avoiding eye contact with the blue eyed-sorcerer. You bring his hand closer to your lips, pressing a soft kiss to it. "I suddenly don't want my cookies anymore-"

Removing his hands from your grasp, he kneels down, wrapping his arms around your thighs before lifting you up. A shirek escaped your throat as your view of the kitchen looked higher. You were now leveled with the cookies. You didn't understand why he couldn't just grab it himself for you. But, alas, he loves showing off his strength to you.

"Get the cookies baby, I know you want them~"

♡︎𝑵𝑺𝑭𝑾♡︎

Boyfriend!Satoru -, who loves to grope you anytime he can. His large hands on your body, anytime of the day - just grabbing at your sides, breast, ass, and thighs. (Pouts anytime you'd pull away cause the mf pulls that shit in public, too :P)

"Dont reject my love! I just want to hold you, baby~"

"Satoru, please, we're in the middle of the store, and people are looking!"

"They can stare i dont care- OOH, can we get some mochi ice cream?"

Boyfriend!Satoru - who was your first, who took your virginity sweetly. Who made sure you were comfortable in his king-size bed, his hand in yours interlinked softy; slowly rolling his hips into yours. Kissing any tears away, he'd stay still for a moment waiting for your 'okay'. Your pleasure will always come first before his.

Boyfriend!Satoru - who gets sexually frustrated when he isn't inside you for a day. Ever since you guys took it to the next level, he's been HOOKED and swears he'll never get enough of you. You underneath him or on your knees plays in his mind 50% of the time, the other 50% is your eyes and smile.

Boyfriend!Satoru - fists his cock thinking about you, letting out sweet groans into the echoed bedroom just thinking about you. He never felt so starved from your touch before till now, when you're busy or at your own place - he figures his dirty thoughts to himself. But that doesn't stop him from sending you pictures, videos, or whimper audios if you so ask nicely.

Boyfriend!Satoru - whose favorite position with you is probone. Addicted to the way you feel beneath him, he seriously couldn't get enough. The way your pussy clutched against his pretty dick so tightly when he hit that sweet spot always made his eyes roll into his head.

"Mmhmfm~...f-uck Satoru~"

"Shhhh just take it baby, yeah don't even worry I got you-"

Your hands clutching his white bed sheets, knuckles turning white as you moaned out. Your mouth in a 'O', panting just slightly; his cock so deep in you you felt it all. You felt the way he glided in and out of you at a settle but fast pace. A sudden whimper left your mouth when he'd suddenly quicken his pace up. Letting go of the bed sheet with one hand, it went flying to your mouth, letting it muffle your pornographic whines. Face burning up, you felt so hot.

Oh but Satoru didn't like that. He loved hearing every sound coming from your mouth, he lived on it as it was his oxygen. Leaning onto one arm, his now free hand swiftly- snatching your hand from your mouth. He then pinned that arm against your back, grip tight as he tuts, "Nuh-uh, none of that baby I wanna hear you."

Boyfriend!Satoru - makes you squirt at least 2 times before penitrating. It was a rule he settled (in his head, at least), so it would help you take him in better. And it did work, arguably working a little too good, because after that, he gets to savor in your fucked-out face. You wouldn't shy away as much anymore and let everything out.

Boyfriend!Satoru - who has denied your orgasm 4 times in a hour, to be fair he thought you deserved it. You were pressing your breast all in Suguru's face, after all. This was the outcome every time you pulled petty shit.

"Please please please Toru, lemme cum please im sorry~!"

"You're so sorry? Hah, what if I get Suguru in here and watch you cum on my tongue like a bitch in heat huh? You like him don't you?"

Practically sobbing, you shake your head, trying not to fumble on your words. Mascara running down your face with your salty tears, "N-No no I like you~ nngh please lemme cum!"

Slurping up his own saliva on your pussy, he gives it a slight slap before pressing two fingers inside your walls immediately. "You wait till im done playing with you. Got it?"

Boyfriend!Satoru - after a good fuck session he always treats you well. Pampering you with kisses and praises, making sure you were alright and he didn't go too far.

A kiss there and another kiss there, he litters your face with his soft kisses. You laid there, sweaty, hot and sore. Your muscles ached, making you hiss when you tried to sit up. Satoru who immediately took notice of your discomfort, gently pressed you down back on the bed.

"I'm sorry cutie I should've went easy on you."

You shook your head, a small smile appeared on your features. "I'm okay toru." You inhaled a deep breath, letting it out shortly after. Your mind was at peace but feeling a little worn out, you really could use a nap.

Pressing another kiss to your cheek, he got up from the bed with a small grunt. Aiming towards the bathroom to grab a wash cloth, not wanting you to nap in your mixed cum.

Coming back a couple seconds later with a pep in his step, he climbed back on the bed. The warm wash cloth startling you a little, than slowly you relaxed in his touch.

"Just relax baby, let Satoru clean you up, then you can rest, yeah?" He let out a breathy chuckle, taking in your post-orgasm glow.

Subtly nodding you let out a hum in acknowledgment, feeling yourself slipping into unconsciousness you then spoke in a soft tone, "Love you."

The warm wash cloth smoothly glided over your skin, wiping the cum off your pussy with caution. A soft giggle erupt in the room that came from you. Smiling softly at your laughter he sighed heavily, tiredness and in admiration of you. "I love you too."

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[gguk-n]

Hate you (Lando Norris x Reader)

{Lando's POV}

As I lay in my bed, the sheets felt cold, devoid of any warmth; as if their previous owner had taken it all with them. I found myself staring at ceiling after spending the better part of the night twisting and turning in my bed.

"Lan, babe" she whispered, "can't sleep?" she asked. My eyes locked with her, a gap in between us while we lay in bed. As if on queue, she opened her arms, "come here" she mumbled. "I'm too sleepy to be still awake" she continued. I scooted closer, into her arms. I found myself laying on her open arm while the other wrapped it self around my shoulder; our legs tangling themselves in each other. "Go to sleep, love" she whispered while her hand raked through my hair and kissed my forehead. I heard the rhythmic beating of her heart, lulling me to sleep.

A tear slipped out of my eyes, pooling on the pillow case under me. I spent the entire night tossing and turning as I tried to chase the sleep that never came to me. Morning couldn't come any sooner, I decided to head out to the gym and get done with my work out and exercise for the day. It helped my thoughts from running rampant as I focused my energy on the task at hand. As I opened the door, "Babe, I'm back" I called out, only to be met with the cold gust of wind that blew at me. I slowly walked into the kitchen to open the fridge and grab myself something to eat. It was empty.

"Lan, here, I heated up your breakfast for you." she said, handing me a bowl of the diet food I was supposed to eat, as recommended by my trainer. But her cooking made the food so much more delicious and I never felt like I was ever on a diet. I pecked her lips while grabbing the bowl from her hands. "What would I do without you?" I asked with a laugh. "Crash and burn" she replied proudly turning to get back to meal prepping for me.

The last time I had asked my trainer to send me my pre-cooked meals was years ago. Since we had started dating, she had taken the role of making my food. The fridge now lay barren, a remnant of her absence. I poured myself a glass of water and went back to my room.

The bedroom felt like a hotel room, devoid of any character. My stuff lay sprawled out on the floor. The small trinkets or the photo frames that adorned my side table were missing. The dressing table looked cold and my closet empty.

"Babe, you're gonna have to buy new hangers, a couple more towels and some cleaning supply." she called out as she unpacked her bag for the first time as she moved into my our flat. "You know what my card pin is, order whatever you need" I replied. "I'm gonna stock up on my skin care too" she teased. "You can buy the Kohinoor diamond if you want" I teased back. I could hear her laugh echo through out, making my heart warm and fuzzy. She spent the next couple of months turning my stock image of a flat into a home. There were clothes, books, magazines, utensils and candles decorating our home. She took her time making this place ours.

Right now, our my home was back to it's stock image self. All the picture frames and the candles were empty and missing their owner. I stepped into the shower to find the shelf empty which was usually filled with all her shampoos and conditioners.

"It's a good thing" she said as she massaged the shampoo into my scalp. "What is?" I asked, enjoying the sensation. "The fact that the both of us have curly hair. Your hair's taking my products pretty well" she replied. "Yeah, you've made me hotter than I already am" I joked. "Hair can do a lot for a man" she said solemnly. "I'll wash this out and we'll try the new conditioner and curling cream I got yesterday" she giggled while grabbing the bottles.

My hair was a mess since she left. I never paid attention to what she used, she's always make me look even more handsome than I was. I got done with the shower and decided to grab something to eat from outside and left the house with the keys to my McLaren. I hadn't taken the Lambo out since she left because it was her favourite car and it smelled like her.

The next couple of day were spent without much sleep and the most outer body experience. I found myself at the club asking the bartend to get me drink after drink to drown out my sorrow. I kept telling my self that she was selfish and she never thought about me before breaking up. I drowned drink after drink lamenting the lost of the best person I knew. She was selfish, she broke my heart and took it with her. It wasn't fair on me since she decided to prioritise herself and forget all the good times we had; I told myself. "I hate her" I mumbled as I downed another glass of whiskey. Before I know it, Max was wrapping his arm around my waist and walking me back to his car. I didn't feel as inebriated as I wished I did, to not be able to remember anything.

She had been anxious the whole weekend, fidgeting with her fingers as she sat in my drivers room. Every time I asked her about it, she would brush me off. I decided not to press her wait for her to spill it out. After the race on Sunday, we headed back on the private jet, just the two of us. The flight wasn't very long and I couldn't wait to get home. Her posture had gotten even more tense then before. "Lando, we need to talk" she said barely above a whisper. This couldn't be good, she never called me by my name. Her hands clasped and unclasped themselves while she rocked a bit on her heels. "I got an offer, from that video game company that I love" she began. "That's great news baby" I lunged forward holding her hands. She pulled her hands away from me, "They are based in Australia" she spoke. "That doesn't matter. You'll be working remotely anyways." I suggested. "Actually" she spoke, "They want me to come in to the office, since the new game they are working on is top secret and it's a big deal for them too" she finished. "Well I can travel with you whenever you need and you can come and go" I suggested. "I might not be able to come to any races or stay in Monaco for the next couple of years" she said tentatively. "What" I almost screamed. "How can you make such a decision without talking with me?" I shouted. "I never made the decision. It's just that, this is like a dream come true for me, you know" she replied meekly with tears in her eyes. "You don't care about me. How can you be so selfish?" I cried out. "baby, I'm not, I...this is a once in a life time opportunity" she croaked out. "You don't love me" I mumbled. "What no, baby" she reached out to hold my face in between her hands, but I was angry and I pushed her away. How could she be so selfish and decide to move away after so many years together? "I love you, I really do but we talked about how long distance was a deal breaker for you, so I wanted to discuss this with you" she cried out. "yeah, it is. I can't imagine being away from the one I love" I spat out. "I love you Lando, I really do but this my dream like Formula one is yours" she whimpered. "You can't be serious right" I muttered. It was the anger talking; before thinking it through; "We're done" I said in a sharp voice. I got up from my seat and walked away to the door since we had just landed.

She ran after me, begging me to reconsider but I was too angry and I wasn't thinking straight. I broke up with her and didn't even look back. I stayed back at Max's place as she emptied out the apartment. All I could do was hate her for not wanting to stay, to numb the pain away.

The next morning I woke up to a note from Max and a glass of water with some pain meds. I drank the water and took my medicines. As I placed the glass back, my finger got caught in the lowest drawer of my side table which came open as I moved away. In front me lay polaroids from our dates. The one's I had taken. The top one was of her sending a flying kiss and the one next to it was of us kissing. It hurt seeing these, now. I couldn’t help but cry. I knew, deep down that the only way I would be able to make the pain go away was by making her the villain even though she wasn't one; because I was selfish and didn't want to feel the hurt.

[copperbadge]

I cannot believe that I just found out about That Time A Teenage Kid Stole Guy Fieri's Lamborghini.

It's a wild-ass story and unfortunately the theft of the Lambo happens right in the middle of it, which makes the story difficult to tell since while it's super funny that a kid jacked Guy Fieri's ride, he then went on to try and murder a guy, which is not at all funny.

Basically this kid started a fake ID business at the age of fourteen and by sixteen was looking to expand, and the way he decided to do that was to rappel into a car dealership where Guy Fieri stored his $200K Lamborghini, steal it and deactivate the tracker, and then sell it to a cartel head which would give him the seed capital to invest in his other criminal enterprises. He didn't end up selling it, and he didn't use it in the drive-by, but he was caught when he became the prime suspect in a drive-by shooting where he fired into a truck where the guy he wanted to kill and the woman he wanted to kill him over were sitting (as far as I can tell they were unhurt).

So they caught him and then found out he had the Lamborghini and on the one hand Guy Fieri's reaction of "Brave kid," is super funny but maybe not so much when you throw the shooting in there. But still have you ever heard anything more Guy Fieri in your life than "Well, I guess it takes balls to rappel into a building to steal my sports car."

Anyway the kid got 21-to-life but seems to sincerely regret what he did and he's white, so he got paroled last month. Hopefully he has indeed had some time to consider the consequences of his actions and is on a good path now.

[moonswolfie]

Princess of the commoner cafe

Oikawa, Miya twins, Ushijima, Hinata, Akaashi x fem!reader

ohshc AU!!

I've been watching a bit of ouran high school host club lately (still havent gotten very far but i am HOOKEDDDDDD) and i'm sure others have written something like this before but i wanted to throw my own hat in the ring and write this delulu ass scenario

also i apologise PROFUSELY if anyone is ooc it has been a WHILE since my last haikyuu rewatch

(btw i am working on your request anon dont you worry ;) )

Somehow, you managed to get into the prestigious Ouran Academy based on your academic success alone. Your parents were overjoyed to send you off, even if you felt embarrased about not even being able to afford the official school uniform. You stuck out like a sore thumb on your first day, that's for sure.

At first, you thought you wouldn't fit in with anyone here. Your hypothesis was mostly correct. Everyone in your class is always talking about their latest designer bag or bragging about their new lambo or bugatti. Needless to say, it's like they're speaking in a foreign language.

They quickly lost interest in you after you couldn't list your top ten designer brands (with reasons as to why you chose those specific ones!!!). Yeah, friends are kind of out of the picture.

So when your curiosity got the better of you one day and you visited the host club all the girls in your class keep squealing about you didn't expect things to develop like this.

"Are you gonna visit today too? Are you?!" Hinata, the boy from the other class attached himself to your arm and looked at you with sparkling eyes. "Of course I am." you smiled at him, a little giddy about returning to the club once more.

"We have a special theme today, just for you..." he told you that while wearing a mischevious grin but refused to elaborate. The boys at the club always go through great lengths to get you curious and draw you back into the club. Not just Hinata, all of them.

Let's just say you've become quite the sensation among the hosts of the Ouran High school host club. You aren't exactly sure how you managed to get yourself in this situation, but you aren't really complaining, either. You'd definitely take being adored by the 6 hotties of the school over being ignored by everyone for all your 3 years of high school.

All you did was visit the club a few times out of curiosity, far too afraid to actually openly interact with the hosts considering the crowd of girls always gathered around them. Not to mention you'd definitely get gawked at for your clothes, mannerisms and conversation topics (and not in a good way).

Akaashi was the first to take notice of you, and somehow that evolved into every other host becoming interested, too.

Anyways, Hinata seemed very satisfied with your promise to come visit once again and ran off, shouting that you have to promise to come visit him first.

Well, there's nothing to it but to do it, you suppose.

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"Welcome, dear guests, to the host club!" all the guys greeted you and a group of other girls who also came as soon as they possibly could. They were practically pushing eachother in front of the door. Not that you can blame them.

As soon as you stepped into the room, you felt like you were standing at the local cafe located just around the corner from your house. It felt warm and homey. So this is what they went for this time. A strange choice, considering their usually extravagant themes.

"Heya, gir-" Atsumu's smug voice greeted you from behind and you turned around to see that he was about to envelop you in his arms. "Hey, ya lost the bet. I get her first." Osamu pulled Atsumu back by his barista apron before he could actually touch you. Atsumu grumbled something you couldn't quite hear, which you presume was some not so nice words directed towards his brother.

"Actually, I made a promise to Hinata that he'd be the first one I visit." you smiled at the twins apologetically. Neither of them seemed too pleased about the prospect of that, though. "Why? Ya like him more than us?" Atsumu placed his hands on his hips, glaring at you.

"Hahaha, a promise is a promise. I'll be back for you two right after, don't worry." you waved the twins off, winking. That seemed to soften their expressions a bit. But maybe it wasn't the smartest idea, looking back on it. They're definitely going to fight over which one of them you winked at later.

Hinata greeted you enthusiastically, looking overjoyed at seeing you. His cheeks blushed a nice pink color when he smiled at you. "Wait here, wait here." he held out an antique looking chair for you and you sat down behind one of the tables. Then he ran off somewhere.

You're always impressed by how lavishly they decorate their club. I guess being rich can really do wonders for club decor.

"Are you enjoying today's theme? I made sure to pick out some fitting decorations." Akaashi suddenly appeared behind you. You could have sworn you didn't hear his footsteps. Maybe you were just too absorbed in observing the theme, though. Haha, even all the hosts are dressed like baristas.

"Yeah..." you looked into Akaashi's eyes, admiring their color. You've always found him to have a calming presence, even if he can be mischevious at times. That just adds on to his personality, doesn't it? You think it's quite a shame that he isn't as popular as a certain someone in the club.

"It seems to me you're enjoying something other than the theme." you got snapped out of your thoughts by Akaashi's voice. Oops, you must have been staring at him again. You turned away, making a quick apology. You felt a little giddy all of a sudden.

"Oh, but when did I ever say I dislike the attention?" Akaashi gently grabbed your chin, turning your face back to him. Somehow, he seems more affectionate towards you than he does to the other girls who request him. Atleast you've never seen him grab other girls' chins. You were sure you probably looked awestruck in this moment.

"Hey! Stop hogging her to yourself!" Hinata was running back to the two of you, holding a fancy cup of (presumably) coffee. On his way to stop Akaashi from wooing you, he didn't notice a wire below his feet and he tripped over it.

...Which happened to spill hot coffee all over your shirt and shattered the cup to pieces. "Ugh... I'm okay, don't- AAAAH!" Hinata yelled upon seeing your shirt.

"I'll go get new clothes!" Akaashi seemed tense, quickly turning on his heels and running off.

Luckily, the coffee was cool enough to not give you burns. You aren't even worried about the shirt that much either, you've been on the fence about donating it anyways.

"Aaah, I'm so sorry. I'm so so so sorry." Hinata seemed almost dramatically apologetic, bowing down before you in apology over and over.

"What is going on over here?" you heard a smug voice that could belong to one person and one person only. The leader and self proclaimed king of the club, Oikawa, was now approaching the two of you. And he didn't seem very happy, mind you.

"Ah, Oikawa! It's, umm..." Hinata nervously whipped his head around to meet Oikawa's charming chocolate eyes.

"Hinata accidentally spilled coffee on me." Hinata looked at you sadly, like you just betrayed him. You gasped, realising you weren't supposed to reveal that unless you wanted Hinata to feel Oikawa's wrath. Normally he would just scold Hinata for his clumsiness, but when it comes to you specifically, he gets protective. Somehow, he even looks like a supermodel while wearing a barista uniform.

"He... Oh, that won't do. You should spend less time with clumsy good-for-nothings and spend more time with..." he tilted your chin towards him "...Me."

As much as you think Oikawa is an obnoxious jerk, he always manages to charm your negative feelings away when he does something like that. Gets you feeling all giddy like the main character of a badly written shojo anime.

"Uh-huh. Whatever you say, bro." you kept your face as cold as you possibly could in that situation. It seemed to you like the word "bro" was a direct stab to his heart, but he quickly recovered, putting on his best flirty face. "I will help you clean yourself up, my princess. We simply must get you out of that dreadful shirt." Oikawa shot poor Hinata a glare. You're definitely buying him "that one good commoner chocolate" (as Hinata likes to call it) later.

"Uh, Akaashi's already-"

"Now now now, what's goin' on here?" things are about to get a lot more complicated, you reckon. Because now the twins have showed up.

"We heard precious china shatterin' and wanted to see what caused it." Osamu added. A few girls were blushing a few meters behind the twins, probably too nervous to approach the two right now.

"Ya said you'd come visit us right after! And now yer here with this a-" Atsumu immediately stopped complaining when he saw your shirt. Both the twins shot poor poor Hinata a glare. (One "poor" for each twin.)

"See, I told ya I was a better fit for ya. I'd never spill coffee on ya." Osamu crossed his arms.

"What do ya mean "the better fit for ya"? Clearly, I'm the better one 'round here. And say the wink was meant for me while we're at it, won't ya?!" Atsumu's anger was now directed back at Osamu. (Akaashi would joke that it's back to where it's supposed to be.)

"I was kinda winking at-"

"Oh, please. Don't joke around with me. We all know I'm the best fit for her." Oikawa posed dramatically, which looked funny because of his not very prince-like outfit.

This always ends up happening. At this point you've given up on stopping it. The twins start bickering with Oikawa while girls on both sides squeal for them to calm down, tearfully inviting the boys back into their embraces.

You look behind you, where Ushijima is staring at you knowingly. You give him a relieved smile, knowing what's about to come. Whenever the other guys get into duels over who gets to recieve your attention, Ushijima is always there to pull you out of the situation.

The duels get so heated that you get to spend a few minutes alone with him before the others even notice you're gone. And so you follow the routine of letting him whisk you away to a lonely corner of the club room.

"Do you know why the theme is a commoner cafe?" he asks after a few moments of silence. He's looking at you with complete seriousness, but you don't miss the hint of a smile on his face. Enchanted by such a sight, you shake your head no dreamily.

"It was to impress you. Akaashi thought of the idea." Your eyes widened. Now you just feel giddy that Akaashi actually remembered that one time you told him you used to visit a cozy cafe close to your house with your parents growing up. It was all the way back when he first acknowledged your existence and decided to sit around with you for a few minutes, sipping tea from a cup that probably costs more than your phone.

"Oh... I like it. I really do." you smiled up at Ushijima. You could swear a bit of blush appeared on his cheeks. He silently put an arm around you, pulling you close to him. You like when he does that.

When all of the hosts are swooning over you like this while wearing barista uniforms, you feel like the princess of a commoner cafe.

[xyvyl]

One More Race - Chapter 1 - Y/N

Summary: New to formula 1, Dutch driver Y/N L/N. F2 and F3 world champion, now racing for Lamborghini in F1. The only woman racing in F1 right now.

Chapter song: Legend - The Score

Word count: 1375

Playlist: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/2iH7vTDNnObb2HMBDuRhrY?si=9ec8ffb7ec164637

A/N: taglist open!

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Lights out and away we go!

The words ring in my ears as I start driving. Starting from P4 isn't bad, but George, Charles and Max were in front of me. Max obviously sped off, Charles following close behind.

I managed to pass George after turn 1, but Charles and Max already had a big gap between us.

After 5 laps I managed to catch up to charles and almost pass him, but turn 13 fucked it up.

“How much time is between me and leclerc?” I ask through the radio. “0.7 second, keep it up, you're almost in the DRS zone.” “copy.”

I do my best to keep this distance until the DRS zone, once in I manage to pass him with ease, putting me in P2.

Luckily Charles couldn't pass me, except for when I pitted, but i quickly regained my spot.

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“P2, P2. good job!”

I sit in silence for a while, driving in the car. P2? In the first race of the season? First race of my career in f1? P2?!

“Y/N?” I hear my engineer, shaking me out of the daze I was in.

“P2? Are you serious?” “very”

“WOOOO! P2 BABY!” I yell in excitement as I pull up to the p2 stand, getting out of the car.

I quickly take off my helmet to see who I ended up on the podium with.

“Max? Natuurlijk ben jij P1!" (of course you’re P1!) I congratulate Max, turning around to see Charles’ car pull into the p3 stand.

“Charles! Congrats man!” I walk up to his Ferrari, hugging him as soon as he climbs out of his car.

“Congrats Y/N you did amazing!”

I smile and run to my team, “P2 baby!” “Where did Logan end?”

“He got P8.” My mouth drops, p8? That's such an improvement from his time with Williams!

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The cooldown room was quiet when I entered it, probably because Max and Charles were too busy chugging their water bottles.

I sigh in contentment and grab my own water bottle, drinking every last drop.

“Congrats on P2 in your very first F1 race, Y/N.” Charles claps me on the back, making me almost choke on my water.

Max laughs in the background and I glare at him as I swallow my water.

“Thanks Charles, you did a great job as well! And Max?”

“Yeah?”

“I hope you choke on your water” I smile at him, making Charles burst into laughter.

“Wow! Okay! What happened to, ‘beetje medelijden voor een mede-Nederlander'?" (A little compassion for a fellow Dutchman?) Max fakes being hurt as I stick my tongue out to him.

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Standing on the podium feels the same, yet so different from F2 and F3… nevertheless, it's an amazing feeling. Standing there, the trophee in my hands and champagne next to me and millions of people watching me stand there next to Max and Charles. The Dutch national anthem in the background.

I laugh as I put the trophee down and grab the champagne, already being targeted by both Charles and Max.

I launch the bottle down to the floor as the liquid starts spraying everywhere, mostly at Max and Charles, but also my team who are below the stands.

Everything seems to go in slow motion as I put the bottle to my mouth and drink the liquid, Max and Charles doing the same.

The first woman to stand on the F1 podium..

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“Y/N!” I turn around and see Logan running up to me.

“Logan! Congrats on P8!” I give him a hug, smiling.

“I was going to ask you if you wanted to come with us to get dinner, to celebrate.” He smiles when I nod.

“Wait, you said ‘us’ who else is going?” I question him.

“You, me, Max, Charles, George, Lando, Lewis, Carlos and Oscar.” He smiles, making me smile.

“Then what are we waiting for? Let's go!” I exclaim as I run to my black lambo, Logan following closely behind.

The ride there wasn't too long, since the restaurant was almost next to our hotel, which isn't too far from the track either.

“We're here, ready to celebrate?” Logan grins as he turns the car off.

I nod, a huge smile on my face as I get out of the car.

I wait for a hot minute to wait for Logan as he gets out of the car.

“Let’s go!” I exclaim as I speed walk into the restaurant. As soon as I enter I see the others sitting at the reserved table.

“Hi guys!” I smile as I sit down next to Lando, who smiles at me. Logan takes the seat next to me.

“We thought you guys weren't coming.” Max jokes, making me stick out my tongue at him. “Ha ha, very funny Max, why wouldn't we come? We had amazing results!” I laugh, making the rest of the table laugh too.

“Have you seen twitter lately?” Lando asks me, “No, why?”

“You're getting mixed responses to being the only woman on the grid..” His response made me look at him confused.

“I take it I shouldn't look at it?” I smile, already knowing the answer.

Lando only confirmed it by nodding his head. I put my phone back in my purse and grabbed the menu.

“Did you guys already order?” Most of the table shook their heads.

“We wanted to wait until you two were finally here.” Lewis smiles at me.

The waiter comes and we all order. After we got our food and started eating, I took a second to look around the table.

All talented male drivers, and me, a female driver who somehow got a seat with Lamborghini..

I sigh and Carlos notices, looking at me with a look that says, ‘are you okay?’, to which I nod. When I start eating I notice in the corner of my eye that Lando is looking at me, but I pay it no mind and enjoy the food in front of me.

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After we all finally finished our food, we paid separately and went on our way. Me, Lando and logan staying behind for a little.

“So.. how was your first ever F1 race?” Lando asked and I could sense the awkwardness in his voice.

I smile, “Amazing, the whole grid is nice, our team is great! The car is just… wow, I don't have enough words to describe this feeling.” Logan and Lando smile at that as the valet comes out with Logan’s car.

I give Lando a hug and we get in the car.

“How was your food?” I ask Logan, trying to make conversation.

“It was good, yours?” okay.. We're both awkward..

I nod and look out the window, enjoying the view.

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I dropped myself on my bed, the hotel we're staying at was amazing, comfortable beds, huge bathroom, just amazing. 

Logan's room isn't far from mine, literally next to mine.

I sigh, a smile on my face as I look towards the giant window overlooking the race track. A ping comes from my phone. It's Logan,

‘Plane leaves at 8, meet at my room at 6?’

I quickly reply, ‘I'll be there!’

8 am.. So early…

I roll my eyes at the time.

I get up from the bed and walk to the bathroom, getting ready for bed.

When I return I see my phone on my bed, exploding with messages, both from messages and twitter.

I remember what Lando said at dinner, ‘You’re getting mixed responses to being the only woman on the grid..’ 

I pick up my phone and decide to look at the messages first, seeing messages from almost the whole grid, but mostly Lando and Logan.

‘Don't listen to whatever they say’ -Lando

‘If you want to talk, i'm here’ -Logan

‘Twitter doesn't know anything, you're an amazing driver and friend’ -Lando

‘I think they might be blind, you got p2 all on your own’ -Lando

‘You're an amazing friend, teammate and driver and you're a world champion in f2 and f3! Don't listen to them!’ -Logan

Their messages put worry in me and I hesitated clicking on the twitter icon..

But I eventually did and what I read and saw…

[bloodyymaryyy]

Gossip girl xoxo

Part 4

Part 1 / part 2 / part 3 / masterlist

Warnings : mention of underage drinking but other than that don't know

((Side note : apparently you guys like the series so what you want you take my beautiful people! I love you guys! Anyway I saw what happened with lando and I had to make that in here! Also something is coming soon I don't know if you will like it but I will enjoy writing so 🤷‍♀️))

Texts with lando

You : hi lan!

Landinio : hey!

You: I heard that you are going to King's day tomorrow with Martin

Landinio : yeah I am what's up?

You : well I got invited for some reason too and wanted to know if you will go with martin or you could carpool with me! I have the lambo here!

Landinio : OH SHIT! I am texting with will rn to cancel on him! There is no way I am missing the lambo ride with you!

You: okay sweet just text me when are you meeting and here you are staying at to come get you because I am out rn. Ttyl x!

Landinio : oh 😏 with who?

You : none of your bizz bye!

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Texts between martin and lando

Lando : hey martin sorry to cancel last minute but y/n is coming and she has her lambo here and I won't find another chance to rice that thing so... Sorry again!

Will : oh it's nothing I understand I would too!

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After picking up lando from his hotel we headed out towards the boat that the party is held taking empty wide roads to really drive the thing, drifting and doing a few donuts in an empty parking lot just for the thrill of it but making sure to actually arrive in the boat party you both got out of the car talking and laughing entering and finding Martin by the dj booth.

Greetings were exchanged talking and laughing until the second round of drinks that started to kick in hopping around, dancing and sings to the rhythm being surrounded by the Dutch men.

You two weren't fazed by the phones recording your every move because you were having fun and a little tipsy, not that you would admit it both to anyone that in fact you were drunk continuing with the drinks and having fun and just as you were getting drinks you got elbowed in the face not really hard but enough to cause a little mountain the next hour not really noticeable.

Lando in the other hand just as you were nearing him again was hit or something because his nose was bleeding you drank both of them quickly and ran up to him while near you can see the bloody roll down in this lips and teeth he smiled at you teeth bloody, you started to laugh at the situation. Someone had a first aid kit and you cleaned the wound putting a plaster on the cut and a bandage wrapped around his head loosely because you were drunk it was going to be messy.

When you finished you started to laugh again at his stupid look he looked like a mummy but who cares? You two didn't nor did the men around you so you both continued dancing, bouncing, shouting lyrics and drinking again. You weren't piss drunk you could think and walk straight and so was lando, playing some songs with martin lando djing for a bit so will could take a break, talking to you laughing and gossiping about news lately and having fun and creating the mood for the actual club that Will, Lando and you will be going to after the pre party in the boat. You were sure you will regret going to another club but current you don't care about it, future you maybe.

You weren't a light weight by any means, starting drinking from a young age and in your teenage years going out drinking almost everyday drinking made it hard for you to get drunk so you were good by half of the actual party in the club but you wouldn't say lando was the same...

Cutting your night in the what you seen fit as to lando wouldn't start throwing up but you could see he was ready to do anyway calling a taxi and telling him the directions of your hotel so you won't drive while drunk.

Taking him by his bicep and wrapping one hand around his shoulder and the other in his arm you payed for the drinks you ordered and left, waiting for the taxi to arrive he was talking to you, whispered things, making sentences up that made no sense, talking gibberish almost falling in his face while you were laughing and loose the grip around him and quickly regaining strength keeping his upright the taxi finally arrived.

Getting him inside and going arout the car so you could take care of him he laid his head in your lap while you slowly and softly graced your hand through his brown curls and stroking his cheek softly while he closed his eyes smiled and opening one eye to look up at you periodically while you made small conversations with the driver which was a fan of the sport and you learned his daughter's favourite driver was you from a young age looking up at you and asking for a photo with you, he wanted a photo with lando but he was asleep so you decided against it, when you arrived you took his phone got a selfie with him and one alone from a high angle so he was visible but not his face just his hat and hoodie that he got out with, you paid the driver and slowly got out of the car and went around the car again opening the door taking his hand waking him up a little so he can get out but he feel asleep again on you as you closed the door.

You again wrapped a hand around him and holding his other firmly you opened the hotel door and getting inside the building, the receptionist was eyeing you but you didn't care you were determined to get him safe and tugged in, heading in the elevator you waited for the doors to close and pressing the button of your level.looking at the mirror you see on your dress a bit of blood from lando's nose you looked a bit disheveled with your eye sparkly eyeshadow somehow under your eye, the lipstick long gone now in its place your lip pencil a bit smeared around the corners of your mouth, in your forehead a little knob and in lando having his head buried in your neck seamingly asleep by his slow rhythmed breathing that was hitting your neck practically hugging you, the elevator pinged letting you know that you got to your floor you started trying to wake him up to stop hugging you but he didn't budged you decide to just carry him to your door which was easier taking out your card key which luckily you took out of your wallet in the taxi and opened the door.

Upon entering you left him to the bed trying once again to gently wake him up so he could change, you left the club at 4 :30 and now you read the clock it said 5 : 30 so you did all of this in an hour and in heels... He is gonna pay fro this but for now you laid a hoodie that you had oversized and long shorts again oversized that you knew that would fit you took your pj's and headed to the bathroom, you washed your face to get rid of the make up and changed out of the dress and heels.

Going again the the bed you saw lando's clothes messily tossed around the side of the bed he was occupying and in your clothes, the hoodie was one of your merch with a red bull logo in the back and you are not gonna tell that to him, wanting him to walk out with it, he was lying in your bed the covers covering most of him but his back and head out you took a picture and tugged him in and walking to your side of the bed pulling up the covers and getting in falling asleep almost instantly, felling a pair of hands wrapping around you and a head to your neck going closer to lando cuddling up on you and falling asleep peacefully

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Waking up in the morning was a struggle, you wouldn't say it was really a morning but evening waking up at 1pm by calls on your phone. Lando still asleep but starting to stir awake too by the annoying ringing of your phone you took your phone from the night stand you answered the phone without looking who it was

It was max

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Red : max / pink : y/n

Y/n? Why aren't you answering my calls? I have been calling you non stop from the morning where are you?

Max lower your voice... I have been sleeping what do you want? I am in my hotel room rn sleeping

Why are you still sleeping? What time did you leave the club last night?

4:30

Why? How did you get to the hotel?

Omg max can you interrogate me later? Let me sleep man...( a raspy voice could be heard in the background : stop talkinggg and then a sigh) shut up. Anyway I will call you back lat-

No! No don't fucking hang up! Are you with someone I heard a man! Who is he?!

Omg max! It's lando what do you want? I will talk to you later good bye!

I said and hand up the call not waiting for max to reply and rolled over now cuddling lando and falling asleep again for a few minutes then waking up by lando leaving the bed.

After he got a shower he came back and by then I dressed up to get food because I was starving waiting for lando you go together. We did you got a few pictures with fan and got food.

After that you called max and explained everything at some point max came with us to a few stored and hung out together and took max's plane and went to Monaco each to their own homes.

That's it thank you! ( not the end of the series tho)

[fightingthetides]

"happy mid-autumn, lambo!" ipin waved from outside the building, in her hands were two lighted lanterns, both held in one hand, and a small box of mooncake in another. as much as the two haven't been keeping the best contact, ipin wanted to reunite with him on this full moon. and since she was in the area - why not?

[Unprompted ask]

Lambo had noticed I-pin from the window and he says something to the people he was with before he comes out of the building with a big smile, happy to see his old childhood friend. Charming I-pin, has lovely as ever, and always very kind and generous.

He did hear something about her being in the area, but he didn't think that she'd take the time to drop by for a visit- but he wasn't complaining! He missed seeing her around.

"I could have come pick you up if you let me know in advance that you were coming. You didn't wait long, did you?" It would be a faux pas of him if he did! He wasn't raised to be discourteous, after all.

He takes one of the lighted lanterns and the box of mooncakes to free up her one hand. "Let's go, we can walk around and find a place to sit and catch up." He was sure there was a lot to talk about.

[norrisainz33]

baller || LN4

summary: lando has a massive crush on one of the wnba’s newest stars and he isn’t afraid to show it

pairing: lando norris x wnba!reader

fc & warnings: nika muhl & suggestive, you are responsible for the content you consume

requested: nope! just trying to get myself back into writing and i love the wnba. will continue with requests soon 🫶🏻

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user1: i’m in love

user2: the most gorgeous girl

jackhughes: looking good

user3: good luck tonight!!!

landonorris: work it girl 😍🤤

maxfewtrell: i knew you’d be here

user5: lando norizz has arrived right on time

user4: when will y/n put lando out of his misery

user6: this vroom vroom man won’t quit

sbird10: making seattle proud y/n!

yourbff: very demure, very mindful, very gorgeous

ynuser: very cutesy

user6: major buckets incoming

user7: fashion ICON

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carlossainz55: since when do you follow basketball……

landonorris: since i met the most beautiful girl in the world at a party and learned she plays professional basketball

carlossainz55: ay dios mio cabron. what party????

landonorris: a party lewis encouraged me to attend in miami. he knows her through modeling or something

carlossainz55: ahh the one party i did not attend! well best of luck to you lando

maxfewtrell: mate i can’t keep defending you

landonorris: you don’t have to defend me 😭

maxfewtrell: do you even know how basketball works?!

landonorris: YES!!!! need i remind you im friends with jimmy butler?! he gave me a crash course

maxfewtrell: well thank god for that

user8: you’re obsessed

user9: i get it lan!! y/n is hot id be thirsting like a freak over her too if i was you

oscarpiastri: has she noticed you yet?

landonorris: besides following me on instagram she has not engaged

oscarpiastri: have you idk….. messaged her???

landonorris: ummm no that would be too much

oscarpiastri: and you hyping up her team on your story and commenting on all of her posts isn’t too much?

landonorris: nope not too much at all

oscarpiastri: 🫠 ok bud

lewishamilton: you’re really trying here huh?

landonorris: 😔 yes

lewishamilton: well it must be your lucky day because she just asked about you

landonorris: WHAT SHE ASKED YOU ABOIT ME?! OHMOGMGOGM

lewishamilton: yes.. she asked if we were going to be spending any time in the US before austin

landonorris: i wasn’t planning on it but if she wants me to i will hop on the first flight

lewishamilton: i told her that i may be and that if she’s curious about you … that she should text you herself 😉

landonorris: i feel faint

user10: love that you’re supporting women’s sports king

user11: you really said i have a crush and it’s now everyone’s problem and i love you for it

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user11: lando you never fail to make the best helmets

quadrant: quadrant on track 🎆

mclarenf1: an iconic helmet for an iconic driver

user12: oh this helmet is so hot

maxfewtrell: ready to cook

user14: is no one going to mention y/n in the likes

ynuser: nice helmet

landonorris: thanks y/n. i made it myself 😉

user14: OMG AHES INTHE COMMWNTS TOO

user15: someone check on lando stat

user16: best day of lando’s life fr

user17: guys we need to be normal about this and be wingmen for lando

user18: so true user17

user18: ynuser lando saves puppies in his free time and was kind enough to lend me his lambo

user19: ynuser lando helped my grandma cross the street!

user22: ynuser lando bought me a house!!

user33: ynuser lando saved a kitten from a burning building!!

maxfewtrell: these comments are killing me 😂

user13: you’re going to win this weekend i just know it

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seattlestorm: gorgeous as always

user9: ugh i’m so obsessed with you

yourbff: how do you manage to make everything look hot

ynuser: you should know bby

landonorris: todays fit is a good fit

ynuser: why thank you lando

landonorris: omg

landonorris: i mean… anything for you y/n

ynuser: anything you say?

landonorris: just about!

ynuser: when are you coming to a game then?

landonorris: i didn’t know i had an invite

ynuser: of course you do!! seeing as that you’re such a big fan and all 😉

landonorris: consider me there

ynuser: you going to invite me to a race?

landonorris: i have a paddock pass with your name on it 😏

ynuser: consider me there

user11: can’t wait to see you cook in the playoffs!!

patriciooward: you gonna come see me or what 🤔

ynuser: i’ll be in the paddock if you will!

patriciooward: HA yes i’ll be there. looking forward to seeing you

user13: f1 and lando brought me here and i have to say im not mad about it

jackhughes: 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨

user10: the wnba is lucky to have you!!

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landonorris: quick pit stop to catch the playoffs. the storm are finals bound lfg p1 here they come!

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seattlestorm: it was great to have you join us lando!!

landonorris: thanks for having me!

user14: oh my god it’s happening

maxfewtrell: mate stand up

landonorris: oh i’m up mate don’t even worry

user17: lando taking shooting his shot to the next level

ynuser: thanks for stopping by lanny

landonorris: of course y/n/n, no place i’d rather be

user7: i’m rooting for you guys

user46: you got this lando let’s goooo

user17: she called him lanny im ???

user22: he’s so pretty, she’s so pretty ,, they’re perfect for each other

mclarenf1: we love women’s sports in this house

ynuser: yes we do!!

user33: LETS GO STORM!!!

maxverstappen1: oh did someone get his chance?

landonorris: perhaps

user45: y/nlando truthers unite

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user18: YESSSSSS

user22: i’ve never been so invested in an american sport before

user76: you posting her as if yall together!! you might just be as delusional as me king

oscarpiastri: how is the winning her over going

landonorris: you’d be surprised but i think it’s working!! we’ve gone on 3 dates and talk every day 😭

oscarpiastri: im so proud of you man

mclarenf1: woohooo let’s goooo!!!

maxfewtrell: i thought we agreed you’d post the team photo and not the one of just her

landonorris: she just looked so cute and happy tho

maxfewtrell: but this makes it look like you’re dating

landonorris: i wish we were 😭😭😭

maxfewtrell: i know i know

patriciooward: i put in a good word for you with y/n

landonorris: you are a real one pato

user87: you are a fan girl just like me

user34: the most supportive boyfriend but not boyfriend i’ve ever seen

user19: you’re nothing if not persistent

user77: you posting more about y/n than you do anyone else

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f1gossip: following her first wnba title, y/n was spotted celebrating with friends at a popular nightclub. we received this anonymous intel: “i was in the bathroom and heard a girl loudly talking on her phone. when i realized it was y/n i tried to be chill and not bother her but couldn’t help but over hear her conversation. she said “i wish you were here lando” and “i can’t just fly to mexico to be with you” and “no no no you can’t just fly here right now from mexico” and “ok maybe i could fly to brazil but maybe you should just come here for an extended stay before vegas.” needless to say she was definitely talking to lando and it sounded like they were more than friends!”

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user44: ok hittin us w the invasion of her privacy

user7: oh my god our boy did it - he bagged his baddie

user99: obsessed with him trying to solve her problems and immediately trying to fly to her

user67: hoping if i post really obnoxiously about my celebrity crush they’ll too have no choice but to want me

user1: i can’t believe after the last 5 months of pining he’s actually gotten the girl

user9: i’m not believing nothing until we see if from them

user12: y’all gotta stop speculating about these two

user13: amazing day for annoying people (me)!

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user12: cryptic 🤔

user7: she’s in the paddock 😭😭😭😭

user33: omg shes at the grand prix someone please check on our boy lando

oscarpiastri: was a pleasure meeting you y/n!

ynuser: likewise oscar!! had a great time getting to know you and lily

maxverstappen1: so nice to meet you!! looking forward to you wiping the floor with me when we play that game of padel you promised

ynuser: remember, you told me you’d play basketball with me in exchange!!

maxverstappen1: how could i forget?

user35: adore the fact that max will beg anyone and everyone to play padel with him

user47: i’d love to see max playing basketball 😂

user55: wnba x f1 crossover i never knew i needed

landonorris: hopefully things that happened in vegas can happen outside of vegas too 😉

ynuser: if you play your cards right mr norris 😏

user7: i feel like im interrupting something here

user47: ugh you are always serving so hard in your fits girl

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user17: YOURE ON A DATE!!! WITH Y/N I HOPE

user18: shocked you didn’t tag her mate

maxfewtrell: so you can post a story but not reply to my texts asking how it went??

landonorris: sorry i was busy 😉

maxfewtrell: oh my god.. you sealed the deal?

landonorris: yes i did! say hello to the wnba’s newest wag

maxfewtrell: never doubted you for a second

landonorris: yes you did but it’s ok

ynuser: thank you for a lovely dinner 🤍

landonorris: of course gorgeous 🧡

landonorris: and thanks for giving me a chance 🥹

ynuser: i should be thanking you for your persistence. i’m so glad we met lando

landonorris: likewise y/n/n

user22: i’m screaming and crying and throwing up

carlossainz55: looks like the devotion to basketball is paying off?

landonorris: yes sir it is 😉

user55: queuing that should be me by justin bieber rn

user66: that’s our BOY

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user17: NEVER DOUBTED FOR A SECOND

user6: my bad king , i didn’t realize you had this much game

maxfewtrell: i’m not even allowed to touch your car let alone sit on it

landonorris: yeah well you don’t sit on my face so why would i let you sit on my car [comment has been deleted by user]

user17: WE SAW THAT LANDO

user88: lando you naughty boy omg

oscarpiastri: thank god

landonorris: thanks for sticking with me bestie

user43: couldn’t be happier to see this hard launch

ynuser: we are so hot

landnorris: the hottest

seattlestorm: safe to say that we are formula 1 fans now

user83: i’ve never rooted for a couple more than this one

user92: he got the girl, he got the win, he’s got it all. let’s go lando

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[thewintersoldierdisaster]

a/n: happy valentine's day! the long teased sex in/on the lambo fic!!!! i had a hell of a time writing this for whatever reason and i’m sure it shows and this fic sucks but just be nice to me lol. literally just happy to have finished this and to share it with you guys since you’ve been super patient for it!

word count: 4.9k

tw: fingering (f recieving), unprotected sex, dirty talk, slightly mean andrei, exhibitionism, car sex, mild breeding kink, creampie

summary: date night with andrei gets raunchy when you decide to be exhibitionists.

You yawn, your head rolling a little to the side and the top of it bumping slightly against the glass of the window. Maybe that third cocktail was a bad idea. You hate that you’re falling asleep so early on date night - they’re so rare during the season and you usually try to maximize your time with Andrei before he’s back at the rink or on the road. The glass is cool against your cheek and suddenly, Andrei’s hand is warm and heavy on your thigh.

“Mmm, sorry,” you mumble around another yawn. You roll your head the other way and look at him with heavy lidded eyes. As much as you think Andrei’s car is hideous, you can’t deny that it’s a smooth ride, even with the slightly insane way Andrei drives.

His answering chuckle is low and amused. “My little solnyshka is sleepy?” His thumb traces a lazy arc over your bare thigh, sending goosebumps rising over your skin. You shiver, despite the heat pumping through the car, and blink at Andrei. A languid smile stretches across your face.

“I’ll rally,” you promise, licking your lower lip and shivering again when Andrei’s hand starts sliding up your thigh. His palm is broad and warm on your skin, slightly rough.

Andrei’s gaze is focused on the road, his profile coming in and out of view from the passing headlights and streetlights. The corners of his lips curl up a little and you know immediately that he’s up to something. You’re warned from his expression, and yet it’s still a shock when his hand slides up your thigh, the blunt tip of his pinky finger swiping lightly over the crotch of your thong. You gasp at the delicate touch, your stomach clenching. Andrei’s face remains passive while he drives, his left hand steady on the steering wheel. The side of his pinky presses more firmly against your thong and the fabric grows damp.

“Andrei…” you mumble his name, biting down on your lower lip. You’re wide awake now.

He says your name in the same tone, chuckling a little. The Lamborghini glides to a smooth stop at a red light and Andrei’s hand disappears under the short hem of your dress, his fingers wrapping solidly around your upper thigh and squeezing. You clamp your thighs closed around his hand, keeping his fingers trapped in place. He wiggles his pinky a little against you, slipping it underneath the lacy fabric and letting it glide against your heated, wet skin. Your head drops back against the headrest when the tip of Andrei’s finger ghosts against your entrance, your empty cunt clenching around nothing.

“So wet,” he says quietly, stepping on the gas. “For a girl that was so sleepy before, your cunt is wide awake.”

His finger prods gently at you and your legs fall open slightly, constrained by the fabric around your thighs. It’s enough for Andrei to slide his ring finger under the hem of your thong too, pressing two thick fingers into you easily. You gasp his name, reaching down to hold his wrist with both of your hands so he can’t move. Alcohol is making your head fuzzy, your body react, and you’re halfway to coming on the Lambo’s leather seats. “I’m going to…” you stutter on the words, Andrei’s fingers curling up inside of you and stroking just the right spot. “Andrei, it’s going to make a m-mess.”

“Good,” he replies, pumping his fingers once and trying to twist his wrist. You squirm against his hand, exhaling harshly. “Make a mess for me, come on the leather.”

He pinches the inside of your thigh and your fingers flex around his wrist, your engagement ring glinting in the light from the passing stoplights. “Andrei…” you gasp his name, clenching around his fingers and holding his wrist close to your cunt. He curls his fingers again and pumps them shallowly, lazily. Heat builds low in your stomach and you grip against his hand, shifting low in the bucket seat, the hem of your dress riding further up your thighs.

“Solnyshka, we have only five more minutes in the drive,” Andrei warns you, a rough, strained edge to his tone. When you look over, his left hand is white knuckling the steering wheel and the front of his slacks are straining against his cock. “Be a good girl and come for me, make a mess. I’ll send the car for detailing.”

The thought of the people in the Lamborghini dealership or maintenance center or whatever place Andrei brings his car for detailing knowing that you came all over the front seat of the car sends a thrill running through your body. Combined with Andrei’s thick fingers, you’re brought to a hard and fast orgasm, your thighs trembling while his fingers work. You groan his name, babbling incoherently through the waves of your orgasm, digging your nails into Andrei’s skin. His thumb swipes over your skin and he praises you the entire time you come, never taking his eyes off the road.

When you slump, boneless, back into the seat, a self-satisfied smirk stretches across Andrei’s face and he swings the steering wheel to pull the car into the driveway. His pinky and ring finger are still lodged up in your cunt, his other three fingers stroking softly at the skin of you inner thigh. “My beautiful girl,” he says, turning the car off with his left hand - an awkward movement made incredibly hot by your sexy as sin fiancé. “Not so sleepy any more, is she?”

“No,” you giggle weakly, “not sleepy. Wound up and horny for sure though.” Your heart beats wildly in your chest and you clench around Andrei’s fingers. You can feel your body drip around his hand, wetness sticking to your skin and the fabric of your thong.

“I can help you out,” he grins, pulling his fingers from between your legs and sticking them in his mouth, sucking, as he climbs out of the driver’s side door. You watch him come around the front of the car, your stomach fluttering when he winks at you, flashing a glimpse of his teeth. A shiver runs down your spine - you know that look, you love that look. That look means Andrei is far from finished pleasuring you.

Andrei pulls open your door and squats down so he’s eye level with you. A warm, broad hand lands on your knee and pulls it gently towards him, opening your legs. You go with the movement, turning in your seat so you’re facing Andrei. The center console digs a little into your back, not painfully, just a slight pressure that has you scooting down in the seat and making your legs open further. He’s got his free hand resting on the door and the tips of his fingers trace a lazy path up the inside of your thigh. His eyes flicker over your body, from your eyes down to your chest, stopping when he’s staring in between your legs. Heat touches your cheeks and you feel a gush of warmth between your legs just from Andrei’s look. The crotch of your thong feels almost uncomfortably wet against your skin, chafing a little. The tip of his tongue darts out and wets his lower lip. “I don’t think you made enough of a mess, solnyshka,” his voice is a low rasp, his fingers tightening around your thigh.

“Maybe,” you grin slyly, leaning forward and hooking your fingers under the lapels of Andrei’s jacket, pulling him a little closer, “you didn’t do a good enough job.”

Andrei growls at you and you shriek a giggle, both of his hands coming to wrap around your thighs. He pulls, dragging you out of the seat, your heels clacking against the stone driveway. “You’re playing with fire, solnyshka,” he warns, hauling you to your feet and crushing you against his front. The ridge of his erection presses against your stomach, hard and hot and straining against the fabric. His hands slide down to your ass and he squeezes, hard, making you yelp and jerk up against him. The movement presses you more firmly against his cock and your stomach flips with arousal.

“What are you going to do about it?” You goad him on, exhaling sharply when one of his hands moves again, finding its way under the short hem of your dress and grasping your bare ass cheek. His fingers dig into the soft skin, the tips of his fingers grazing against the lace of your thong. He snaps the string slightly and you jump again, lifting up against him. Your palms are flat against his chest, resisting the urge to curl into the soft fabric of his jacket.

Andrei dips his head to your ear and bites the lobe, his teeth sharp. “I’m going to make you scream,” he murmurs into your ear, kissing the sensitive spot just behind it. He holds you close and smoothly steps backwards, closing the car door and shifting so you’re pressed against the side. You barely get a chance to breathe before his mouth is on yours, tongue sliding against the seam of your lips. You open your mouth for him and suck gently on his tongue when he runs it against the inside of your lip. He groans into your mouth and thrusts his hips into yours, pressing you more firmly against the side of the car. Andrei’s hands are all over your sides, pulling the fabric of your dress up. Cool air ghosts against your heated cunt, making you shiver.

He pistons his hips up into yours again and your legs spread a little farther apart, allowing Andrei’s hands easy access. He presses the heel of his palm flat against your damp panties, grinding it against you. You press your lips together tightly, smothering the gasps and moans that Andrei is working to coax from your mouth. “Come on, solnyshka, make those noises that I love,” he whispers roughly, biting down on your collarbone.

“Ah…ah…” you gasp, barely able to form Andrei’s name with your lips, your hands wrapped tightly around his biceps. “They’ll hear,” you manage to choke out, a sharp cry escaping when Andrei slips his middle finger under your panties and into your cunt. You clench around the long, thick finger and Andrei murmurs softly in Russian against your neck.

Andrei chuckles against your skin, hot breath making a shiver run down your spine. “Oh, kotenok, we both know you love that,” his teeth scrape against your pulse point, finger curling up inside of you. Your breath catches in your throat, spots dancing before your eyes, and Andrei slides his ring finger into you, stretching you slightly and making your grip tighten around his biceps. He pumps his fingers slowly, lazily, dragging you to a dizzying orgasm. Pressing your lips tightly together, you make a strangled noise in the back of your throat, trying to stay quiet. Andrei doesn’t make it easy, biting down gently on your bare shoulder and rasping, “come on, let the neighbors know just how good I fuck you, how good I make you feel. Let go, solnyshka, scream my name.”

The heel of his palm presses into your clit and you let out a high pitched keen, spine going taut and then limp when your orgasm rolls through your body. Andrei’s arm around your waist is the only thing anchoring you to the moment, keeping you standing.

He kisses the side of your head, murmuring about what a good girl you are and your thighs clamp together around his hand, trapping his fingers in your cunt. You drip with arousal at the praise and Andrei laughs. “So sweet, my girl. Loves when I tell her how good she is,” he teases, crooking his fingers inside of you and slanting his mouth over yours to muffle the moan that escapes your lips. He presses you harder against the side of the car, your back arching with nothing to support your shoulders since the car is so low to the ground.

“Let’s…let’s go inside,” you stutter, Andrei’s hips pressing into yours, his cock hard against your core.

“No,” he replies, sucking a mark behind your ear.

Your pulse skips a beat and you breathe, “no?”

“No,” he repeats, pulling his fingers from your cunt and pressing on your hip so you half-stumble, half-turn to the side, your stomach pressed against the side of the car now. “I told you to scream my name,” he flattens one huge palm between your shoulder blades and presses, your hands coming up to brace yourself against the hood of the car. It’s warm under your fingers, not hot or uncomfortable, but you shiver, anticipating what’s going to happen. “You didn’t scream, barely make a noise. Now, I have to make you as loud as possible, solnyshka, before you’re rewarded.”

“Andrei…” you murmur his name, choking off in a little gasp when his hands slide down your waist and he flips up the hem of your short dress, a cool breeze hitting your bare ass. “The neighbors…” you can’t manage to get out more than a word or two, not with Andrei’s broad, warm palms caressing your asscheeks, kneading and squeezing your flesh. His thumbs dip low, catching lightly against your wet folds when he cups a cheek in each hand. You gasp, arching your back into his touch. “They’ll see,” you whine.

“They won’t,” he replies, leaning down so his chest is flush against your back. He kisses the nape of your neck. “Too far away to see,” he murmurs over your skin, one hand sliding in between your legs so his fingers can press against your lace-covered clit. You whine low in your throat, pressing your ass back against his hand. “Maybe they hear, if you scream like I want you to.”

“I…no…” you whine, wiggling against Andrei’s fingers. “Gotta face them, s’embarassing if they hear me.”

“Embarrassing that your fiancé treats you so well?” Andrei replies, pulling his fingers from your clit and resting both palms on the meat of your ass. You can’t help yourself and you press your ass back into his hands, yelping a little when he gives one cheek a sharp little smack. He slides his hands up slightly and in the next second you feel him snap the tiny strings on your thong, the scrap of fabric falling away from your skin into Andrei’s hand.

You shiver, “Andrei…”

“Don’t need these,” he says, balling up the fabric and shoving it into his pocket. “Spread your legs, solnyshka.”

You follow the order instinctively, legs inching farther apart, so used to following Andrei’s orders when he takes that tone with you. Cool air touches your soaked cunt and flushed skin and you press harder against the warm metal of the hood of the car. He smooths a warm, broad palm over your ass cheek and leans down to kiss the nape of your neck. All that does is serve to press you harder against the hood of the car, Andrei’s body weight setting your nerves on fire and flooding your body with lust. You lift on your toes, forcing your ass up against the thick bulge in Andrei’s pants, the scrape of fabric rough against your bare ass. You whine his name, grinding against him. “Wanna go inside,” you murmur, “make me come.”

Andrei’s laugh is low and his chest rumbles against your back. The hand on your ass bounces a little, smoothing down over the outside curve of your thigh and you whine because his hands are moving further from where you want them. You try to press your thighs together, hoping for some relief, but Andrei blocks that move with a hard, muscled thigh in between yours. “Andrei!” You wiggle, pushing your ass harder against his erection, thighs trembling as you lean up on your toes.

“We’re not going inside,” he says roughly, pinching your ass. “Touch yourself, solnyshka. Put those fingers to work.”

Your cunt gives a throb at his order, clenching around nothing and arousal dripping down your thighs. Without hesitating, you move your hand from the hood of the car to slip between your legs, your fingers immediately finding your swollen clit and rolling it. A shaky sigh escapes your lips and your whole body slumps against the car while you work yourself over, fingers sliding through your wet folds and dipping into your entrance. Your clit throbs, white hot pleasure flooding your veins with every touch. Every nerve in your body feels overwhelmed, but you can’t stop, don’t want to stop.

Behind you, Andrei watches you work, your arm moving and your fingers occasionally visible from behind. He makes quick work of his belt, the buckle clinking. The sound kicks your heartbeat up a notch, makes your cunt clench around your fingers. Your thighs are sticky and damp and still you work yourself faster. Your thighs shake and you roll your hips over your own hand, chasing release. Your own fingers are barely enough to get you over the edge anymore, not since you’ve been spoiled by Andrei. “Ah,” Andrei clicks his tongue, ��I make you come, remember. Slow down.”

You listen, breathing hard and moving your fingers off of your clit. Your fingers drag through your folds slower, resisting the urge to return to your previous pace. “Andrei, please,” you whine, looking back at him over your shoulder. You feel halfway wrecked already, your lower lip trembling in a pout. Andrei swipes his thumb over your lip and you flick out your tongue, sucking his thumb into your mouth. He grunts and taps at your cheek with his other four fingers until you release his thumb with a wet pop.

“I’m taking my time with you,” he mutters lowly, other hand working at the button and fly of his slacks. The sound of the zipper being pulled down makes you shiver and the next thing you know, the hot, leaking tip of Andrei’s cock is running down the seam of your ass. You jump at the sensation, pressing yourself further up the hood of the Lamborghini, your nipples tightening painfully under the fabric of your dress.

The noise that leaves your mouth is half moan, half gasp and all it does is make Andrei chuckle under his breath. He rubs the head of his cock against the lower curve of your ass, between your legs, so close to where you’re wet and waiting for him. The rough edges of his open zipper press into your ass and you jerk your hips forward and back, held into place by Andrei’s other hand locking around your waist. You bite down hard on the inside of your cheek, trying to muffle your noises.

“Louder, solnyshka,” Andrei sighs, almost like he’s disappointed with you. “I told you to be loud and I want to hear it.” His cock slides in between your folds, getting wet with your arousal, but he doesn’t let it touch your clit.

You whimper, brushing your fingertips over the head of his cock, satisfied when you hear the sharp hiss of his inhale. “Andrei…” you hiccup his name, circling your fingers around his cock as much as you can. “Please, please…need your cock.”

He leans down over your back, changing the angle and grinding his cock against your cunt. You’re soaked, he’d slide in so easily, just one smooth thrust. But he won’t, torturing you until you’re as loud as he wants.

“Going to give it to you,” he promises, kissing your cheek and squeezing your breast in one huge hand, nipple pinched painfully tight against the fabric of your dress. “Ah,” he clicks his tongue, “light on in the neighbors.”

Your cheek is pressed against the hood of the car, so you don’t know if he’s being serious or not, but nevertheless, a flutter of fear kicks your heartbeat into gear, even as your cunt gushes even more. Andrei’s hand is between your legs, dragging his fingers through your arousal, letting his heavy cock rest between your ass cheeks.

“So wet,” he teases. “You want them to see, yes? Want them to see me fuck you, you like that?”

“Yes, oh my god,” you yelp. “Please, Drei, please oh my god.”

His fingers are harsh on your clit, pinching and rubbing at it until a high-pitched keen is forced from your lips, your hips pushing backwards against his pelvis. In the next second, before you can catch your breath, Andrei’s lined the head of his cock up against your entrance and pushed into you in one powerful thrust.

“Fuck! Andreiiiii!” You drag out his name on a loud whine, clenching around him, pushing back and fucking yourself on his cock until he’s seated completely inside of you, hips flush with your ass and balls pressed tightly against your cunt. His fingers never relent against your clit and you lift up higher on your toes, jolted forward on the hood of the car when he starts rocking inside of you.

“There you go,” he mutters, pulling halfway out and pushing back in. “Let me hear you, tell me what you want.”

“You, I want you,” you babble, voice shaking as Andrei fucks into you, his cock splitting you apart. Your thighs tremble, ass shaking with the force of his hips meeting your flesh.

“Krasivaya devushka,” Andrei says hoarsely, watching your cunt swallow his cock. “Beautiful, the way your cunt takes me, feels so good, solnyshka.”

Tension coils low in your stomach, heat flooding your veins. You hiccup a gasp when Andrei punches his cock deeper than you thought possible, feeling him in your chest. Your fingers press against the smooth metal of the car, fingertips turning white with the force. “Andrei,” you wail his name, getting louder with each of his harsh thrusts.

“I feel you, solnyshka,” he rasps. “So wet, almost there. Should I go first?” He keeps talking as he thrusts into you. “I should put a baby in you?” His hand slides down to rest on your lower stomach, pressing gently. “Put a baby right here, our secret before the wedding?”

“Yes, yes, yes,” you chant hoarsely. “Do it, Drei. Oh my god, yes, put a baby in me.” You’re not even sure what you’re saying, words falling from your lips nearly incoherently. Your brain is fuzzy with lust, your hips smacking against the car with the force of Andrei’s thrusts.

He groans into your hair, hips never faltering in their rhythm. “Good girl, my good girl,” he mumbles, fading off into babbled Russian as his cock hits deep inside of you, thickening before he comes, hot and wet inside of you. You wail his name, entire body taut against the car while he fills you, pumping shallowly. His hand slides down your stomach and plays with your clit, steady pressure on the sensitive bundle pushing you over the edge while Andrei’s cock is pulsing and throbbing inside of you. You clench around him and angle your hips back, grinding your ass against his pelvis, the zipper on his pants biting into your skin.

Andrei’s hands are firm on your hips, holding you in place so he can fill you, keeping you upright when your knees buckle.

Your cheek flattens against the now-cool hood of the car and you exhale roughly. “Fuck,” you mumble and Andrei chuckles a little behind you.

He smooths a hand over your ass cheek and slips out of you with a wince. You whine at the sudden loss of him, blindly reaching back with one hand. Andrei captures your fingers with his and gives them a squeeze. “Sounded so good,” he rasps, “screaming my name, echoing in the dark.”

“Hmph,” you huff out an exhale. “I need you to carry me inside. I can’t move.”

You can hear Andrei sort himself out, tucking his dick back in his briefs and doing up his zipper and belt. Your cunt flutters, Andrei’s come making a mess between your thighs. He laughs a little and presses a kiss to the top of your head, his body hot against yours, making you shiver.

“Come on, solnyshka,” he murmurs, teasing, “only three orgasms, you can walk.” He hauls you up and back against his chest, one solid arm wrapped around your waist, the other hand tilting your chin to the side so he can press a kiss against the corner of your mouth. Your knees are like jelly, wobbling in time with the throbbing between your legs. You whine in the back of your throat and reach a hand back to cup Andrei’s head, keeping his mouth near yours. Andrei hums against your skin and you press your lips to his, making out with him sloppily, tongues and teeth and spit. Your cunt throbs and Andrei’s cock is pressed solidly against your ass.

His hands are wrapped tightly around you, one big hand over your hip and the other groping at your breast, kneading it through the fabric of your dress. His mouth muffles the moan you can’t hold back when his fingers dip under the top of your dress, rough fingers against the sensitive skin of your nipple. You tremble on shaky legs and Andrei feels it, crushing your back tighter against his chest, keeping you upright. His hand squeezes your breast tightly, bordering on painful, and your cunt clenches, the sticky heat of Andrei’s cum pushed out of you and dripping down your inner thigh.

“Inside, please,” you mumble, breathless, when Andrei pulls back and kisses against your jaw. You’re not sure if you mean for him to get inside of you again or if you want him to bring you inside the house, all you know is he smells so fucking good and your body is hot with pleasure. Andrei’s mouth is hot and wet against your neck and you can feel your orgasm building, just from his hands on your body and his mouth making marks on your skin.

“My girl is so greedy,” Andrei mutters. “Already had three orgasms and still wants a fourth. Going to put you over my knee, need to learn manners.”

Your breath stutters in your chest and a fresh wave of arousal floods between your legs. “Please, please,” you babble, desperate for Andrei to get his hands on you. “C’mon, Andrei, please.”

All of a sudden, Andrei’s hands are gone from your body and you’re left feeling cold until his hands find your hips and squeeze. “Go inside,” he says, orders. His fingers dig into your skin and you have to press your sticky, slick thighs together. He plants a kiss on the nape of your neck and pulls his hips back a little so your ass isn’t pressed against the outline of his cock. “Take that little dress off and put three of your little fingers in that wet pussy of yours,” his accent deepens into a growl, “but no coming until I finish you off, yes, solnyshka?”

You whimper and Andrei scrapes his teeth over the side of your neck, biting gently. He smacks your ass with an open palm and you jolt forward on shaky legs. Andrei’s hands are gone from your hips and you wobble towards the front door, looking back over your shoulder at him with wide, pleading eyes and a pout. He grins back at you and shakes his head, “I told you how I want you, solnyshka. No bending the rules.”

Your thighs glide against each other, Andrei’s come leaking down your skin, and you frown, “didn’t realize I was getting mean Andrei tonight.”

His grin turns into a cock smirk that has your blood thrumming in your veins, liquid heat pooling and dripping down your thighs. “This was not mean,” he laughs, leaning against the car. The fabric at the front of his slacks strains against his cock, the fabric damp from your combined orgasms. He combs a hand through his hair, pushing it off his forehead, before reaching down to adjust himself in his slacks. The movement only serves to emphasize the big outline of him. “I will show you mean, solnyshka, if you don’t listen.”

“I’m counting on it,” you flutter your eyelashes at him, giggling under your breath. Andrei’s gaze sears on your back as he watches you totter on high heels and shaky legs to the front porch. Before you can even get the door open, he’s at your back again, chest pressed flush against you, the strong line of his thighs against the backs of yours. Your breath hitches in your throat when you feel his huge hand wrap around the outside of your thigh, fingers brushing against the sensitive skin of your inner thigh. His other hand rests against the siding of the house, caging you in against the door.

“You’re wasting it,” he grumbles in your ear, dragging his fingers up your thigh to collect his come before shoving his fingers back up into your cunt with a wet squelch. You moan, chin dropping to your chest, clenching around his fingers as they rub against your walls. The pads of his fingers rub against your g-spot and you squeak a little, the coil of tension in your belly tightening. You grab at his wrist and he flexes his fingers, tendons shifting under your touch.

“A-Andrei,” you breathe, voice high pitched with strain, “gonna, if you — won’t make it.”

Andrei nods against your head and his fingers are gone, your cunt throbbing and empty. You nearly wail, ready for another semi-public orgasm. “Inside,” he kisses your cheek, a threat and a promise in the two syllables. He reaches around you and unlocks the front door, pushing it open before pushing you inside. The door shuts behind you with a quiet snicking noise and when Andrei’s hands land firmly on your ass, you know date night is far from over.