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potsbever2024blogz · 4 months ago

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How Much Does It Cost to Apply Car Protection Film?

Car owners are increasingly looking for ways to protect their vehicles from environmental damage, scratches, and other wear and tear. One of the most popular options available today is car protection film, often referred to as Paint Protection Film (PPF). This article explores the costs associated with applying car protection film, its benefits, and what to expect when considering this investment.

Understanding Car Protection Film

Car protection film is a transparent, polyurethane film designed to shield your vehicle's paint from various threats. These can include:

UV Rays: Prolonged exposure to sunlight can fade and damage car paint.

Road Debris: Stones, gravel, and other debris can cause scratches and chips.

Bird Droppings and Tree Sap: These can corrode paint if not cleaned promptly.

Chemical Stains: Substances like fuel, oil, and cleaning agents can damage paint if they come into contact with it.

Benefits of Car Protection Film

Investing in car protection film offers several advantages:

Durability: High-quality PPF can last for several years, providing long-term protection.

Self-Healing Properties: Many modern films have self-healing capabilities, meaning minor scratches can disappear over time when exposed to heat.

Enhanced Appearance: PPF enhances the vehicle's gloss and depth, giving it a polished look.

Resale Value: Protecting your car's paint can help maintain its resale value, making it a smart investment for future resale.

Cost Breakdown of Car Protection Film Application

Factors Influencing Cost

The cost of applying car protection film varies based on several factors:

Type of Film: There are different types of PPF available, including standard films, self-healing films, and premium-grade films. Higher-quality films generally cost more.

Coverage Area: The cost will depend on how much of the car you want to cover. Options range from partial coverage (just the hood and front bumper) to full vehicle coverage.

Vehicle Size: Larger vehicles, such as SUVs and trucks, will require more material, increasing the overall cost.

Installation Quality: Professional installation is recommended for the best results. The skill and reputation of the installer can also impact the price.

Location: Prices can vary depending on the region and local market conditions. For instance, car care Abu dhabi services in Abu Dhabi may have different pricing structures than in other cities.

Average Costs

On average, here’s a general breakdown of what you might expect to pay for car protection film:

Partial Coverage: For areas such as the front bumper, hood, and mirrors, costs can range from $400 to $1,000. This option is suitable for those looking for basic protection.

Full Front Coverage: Covering the full front of the car, including the fenders and headlights, typically ranges from $800 to $2,000, depending on the vehicle size and film quality.

Full Vehicle Coverage: For complete protection of the entire vehicle, costs can vary from $2,000 to $5,000 or more. Premium films and larger vehicles will push this cost higher.

Additional Costs to Consider

When calculating the total cost of applying car protection film, keep in mind:

Preparation: Before installation, the car’s surface needs to be cleaned and prepared. Some services may charge additional fees for this.

Aftercare Products: To maintain the film’s appearance and durability, you may want to invest in specialized aftercare products. These can range from $20 to $100.

Warranty: Many high-quality films come with warranties that cover defects or yellowing. However, additional warranties might come with extra costs.

Finding Car Care Services in Abu Dhabi

If you’re considering applying car protection film in Abu Dhabi, there are several reputable car care services that specialize in this area. When searching for a provider, consider the following:

Experience: Look for companies with a strong reputation in car care Abu Dhabi. Check reviews and testimonials to gauge customer satisfaction.

Certifications: Ensure that the installers are certified and experienced in applying PPF. Professional installation is crucial for optimal performance.

Material Quality: Inquire about the types of films they use. High-quality options will provide better protection and durability.

Quotes and Estimates: Get multiple quotes from different providers to compare prices and services. This will help you find the best deal without compromising quality.

Maintenance and Care for Car Protection Film

Once you’ve invested in car protection film, proper maintenance is essential to maximize its lifespan:

Regular Washing: Wash the vehicle regularly to prevent dirt and grime buildup. Use a pH-balanced car shampoo to avoid damaging the film.

Avoid Automatic Car Washes: High-pressure washing and abrasive brushes can damage the film. Opt for hand washing instead.

Inspect for Damage: Regularly check the film for any scratches or areas that may need attention. Many modern films have self-healing properties, but severe damage may require repair or replacement.

Conclusion

Applying car protection film is a wise investment for any car owner looking to preserve their vehicle's appearance and resale value. While the costs can vary based on multiple factors, understanding the price breakdown and benefits can help you make an informed decision.

In regions like Abu Dhabi, where the climate can be harsh on vehicles, opting for transparent protection for cars (حماية شفافة للسيارات) can significantly enhance your car care regimen. By selecting a reputable provider and maintaining your film properly, you can ensure that your vehicle remains in top condition for years to come.

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yourlocalsmutwriter · 2 months ago

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A pound of flesh - Lewis Hamilton x reader

You hear Lewis coming home before you can see him. Usually, he'd stick with his trusty every day Mercedes, the electric car smooth and quiet. But today, it's the Ferrari he's taken back from the airport.

"Look who's here," you tell Roscoe, who's already throttling to the door, tail wagging.

Lewis unlocks the door and goes to pet his beloved dog, barely managing to drag in his luggage. He pauses the soft scratches against fur to hug you and give you a quick kiss.

"Welcome back." You say. Usually, he'd be spending more time in Abu Dhabi for testing, but with his team change, he was free.

"Good to be here. Let me unpack this, and then we can all go out on a walk?" He replies, knowing that Roscoe would love the extra time.

"You boys can go out on your own. You know I can't say no to your fans. I think I took around a thousand pics when I had this looker all to myself." You suggest, not in the mood to be mindful of every movement you make. Especially now, when your desire to have Lewis was increased tenfold. Nobody needed to see your flushed face and slight clench of thighs after even the smallest touch. You swear your boyfriend was coated in aphrodisiacs, you could never get enough of him.

He agreed with a promise to be back as soon as possible. He attaches the leash to Roscoe, grabs the biodegradable baggies, and they're off. You are left with the remaining suitcase and bag. You decide to unpack it and sort it out, acts of service, and all that.

Lewis' luggage is neat. Is it surprising that the grid's fashion icon is not a fan of wrinkled shirts. It's all smooth sailing until you reach the smallest pocket of his backpack. There's a bottle of lube? And a fleshlight. You weigh the unfamiliar object in your hands. Was there a possibility he got it early for Secret Santa? But then why would it be open? Had he actually used it? If he had, how much? And ho7w did it look like? You certainly jumped ship fast, picturing Lewis pumping into the soft silicone toy. Did he think of you while doing it? Moan your name quietly as he filled it up with his cum? Did he use it every time, or was it a more of a last ditch effort. Lewis, spent, his hands slick with his spit and precum. His cock throbbing, but needing something more. Needing a pussy to fuck, a soft wet heat to sink in. Him lifting his hips and thrusting in earnest, needing to bottom out. Testing out the pace, seeing how certain rhythms would feel with you.

The fleshlight captures your attention so well that you don't notice the man himself walking back in your bedroom.

"Jesus fuck, please don't touch that." He pipes up, when he realizes just what you're holding. He's embarrassed. To own a fleshlight, a pocket pussy wasn't really his style. Truth is the purchase was once a necessity. A quick dip into a sex shop abroad years ago. He kept in around, because how the fuck do you even recycle this thing. And lately it's been coming in handy (and so has he).

"But I have so many questions." You say as you're still holding the toy. Usually, you'd drop it. But this was a goldmine. So you start with

"When did you get this?"

"2020." He replies.

"Okay, so at least I don't have to worry about being bad at sex." You laugh. Lewis walks over to you, arms wrapping around your waist, lips on your neck. Between kisses on your collarbone, he whispers that you're a great fuck. But he's only trying to distract you from being curious. So you don't relent.

"Why do you have it?"

"I'm an athlete in one of the most competitive and dangerous sports in the world. Almost every weekend, I'm in a car, risking my life. So yeah, hard not to get pent up. It doesn't help that I was notoriously single for some years before you came along. Can't really have a one night stand when your face is on a newsstand." He tells you.

Lewis' hands drift to your hips and move up. You hold the fleshlight away from his reach, and he retaliates by squeezing your breasts. His fingers clamp around your nipples and twist. Despite your needy moans, despite his promises to "make it worth your while," if you stop discussing his sex toy, you continue.

"Can't you just, I don't know, take a cold shower. Meditate it away or something. Do you need to get off?"

"Who do I have to blame for this, huh? Who's the one sending me nudes, videos, begging me to guide her through it, to make her cum? Who's the one that fucking jumps my bones at every break. You got me so fucking pussy drunk that I can't help it. I need to be inside of something. Otherwise I can't fucking cum." He says as his hand trails back down to your cunt. Despite the layers between you, the rough denim of your jeans and the cotton of your panties, you still feel him.

"Does it feel good? Is it like the real thing?" You ask, still managing to focus. But your concentration is broken when he says.

"When I'm away, it feels perfect. But then, I don't fucking know how you feel. I remember, but it's not the same. So I guess that will remain a mystery. Unless you want to try out a little experiment.".

You get what he means, and you're on the bed, clothes off. You're on your back, nipples hard, thighs glistening with slick and the fleshlight right on top of your aching cunt. You expect Lewis to grab a condom. Instead he simply gets the lube. You don't need it, but you're guessing the toy does. He's rubbing your clit, while touching the silicone toy at the same time. It's the faintest of caresses, a light tease if anything.

Usually, he'd not take his time, especially now, after he'd been away for so long. He wanted nothing more than to fuck you fast and hard, to make you cum. But you had a lesson to learn. Don't pry. Don't be a tease. Don't try to switch on him. Do not take his control.

It wasn't like you hadn't been bratty before. You'd be mouthy, sure. But you'd take the consequences. Whether it was spanking, too many orgasms or none at all. And now you're getting this. Being compared to a pocket pussy.

Lewis was no stranger to using toys, even with you. In fact there was nothing he loved more than pressing a vibrator against your clit as he fucks you. The buzzing between you brings you closer, making you squeeze his cock. But this, the fleshlight was different.

“Be a good girl and hold it for me, will you. Need it steady." He reminds you. Lewis watches your fingers clench around it. Yet you're shaking, practically vibrating from pleasure.

He kept up his rhythm, twin fingers trailing paths up your slit and that of the toy. There was a clear winner. Even his high grade, vegan lube was no match for your wetness. You were so eager and needy for him, beyond ready for anything he could give you. But he was a man of his word, he wanted to show you just why you were better.

He finally, finally presses a finger against you and you're a goner.

"You're fucking soaked, huh." He asks, as if it isn't obvious. Your hips are buckling against him and he has to grip them to stop you from moving. Saying something about unfair advantage, he makes you still, and fucking stops. No pleasure would come your way if you didn't play by his made up, unknown rules. With a whine, you beg for his touch. But he still doesn't use his fingers on you again.

His cock moves against your clit, rubbing it, then doing the same thing to the toy you're still holding. He spreads it open and thrusts slowly, letting the silicone envelop his shaft. It's fine. Then your turn comes. He sinks in you and it's so much better. Your little gasp at the first inch. Your warmth, the way you can't help but wrap your legs against his waist, to pull him closer to you. He takes the fleshlight and tosses it on the floor, not giving a fuck about the mess.

"Does this answer your question? About which is better." He asks and rejoices that you can only whimper and beg for more as a response. Lewis guesses that the triple header was also hard on you.

"Tell me how it feels." He continues, fully intent on milking this moment forever.

"Feels so good, God I need you like this again. Need you inside of me. Need you to fill me up, please." Lewis doesn't hesitate, gripping your hips and bringing you closer to him. His fingers move to rub your clit and that's your undoing. His comes about a minute later when you look up at him and say the magic words “Lewis, please.”. As much as he wants to lay next to you and cuddle to sleep, he's a good partner. So he takes the fleshlight that started this all and gives it a good scrub with some water and soap. Then he takes a towel to clean up his girl.

“You know, I gotta let you find my sex toys next. Let's see what happens then.” you say, and your words are somewhere between a treat and a promise.

#f1 x reader #f1 smut #f1 x you #f1 imagine #lewis hamilton x reader #lewis hamilton smut #lewis hamilton x you

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kathlare · 2 months ago

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tangled in love

Lando Norris x Amelie Dayman

Summary: Amelie and Lando take a moment to escape their busy lives and reconnect in a deeply romantic evening.

Wordcount: 1.5 k

Warnings: just fluff

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December 6th, 2024 - Yas Island, Abu Dhabi

Amelie lay sprawled across the plush bed of their hotel suite, her phone glowing softly in her hand. She had been scrolling aimlessly through Instagram, liking a few posts and replying to comments, but her mind wasn’t really in it. Lando had left hours ago for the drivers' dinner—a tradition that was strictly for the grid—and though she understood, she couldn’t help but miss him.

Her stomach growled, breaking the silence. —Should’ve ordered room service,— she muttered to herself, flipping onto her back and staring at the ceiling. Just as she debated whether to grab a snack, the sound of the door unlocking caught her attention.

—Lan?— she called out, sitting up and running a hand through her hair to smooth it down.

The door swung open to reveal Lando, still in the blue hoodie he had worn to the dinner, but now with a mischievous glint in his eye. —Hey, Ames,— he greeted, closing the door behind him and walking over to the bed. He leaned down, placing a kiss on her forehead. —Miss me?—

—Always,— she teased, wrapping her arms around his neck to pull him closer. —How was it? Did you finally try sushi?—

Lando made a face. —Absolutely not. You know I don’t mess with raw fish. Besides, I had other plans.—

She raised an eyebrow, intrigued. —Other plans?—

He straightened, a cheeky smile playing on his lips. —Yeah, but you need to get dressed first. Something nice. Like... drop-dead gorgeous nice.—

Amelie tilted her head, her curiosity piqued. —What are you up to, Norris?—

—Just trust me,— he said, his grin widening. —You’ve got an hour. And don’t worry about the details. I’ve got everything sorted.—

Her heart fluttered at the thought. Lando wasn’t usually this mysterious, and the anticipation only made her more excited. —Alright, Mr. Norris. You better not be overselling this,— she joked, sliding off the bed to head toward the closet.

An hour later, Amelie stood in front of the mirror, adjusting the delicate straps of her emerald-green dress. It hugged her figure perfectly, the color making her brown eyes pop. She added a touch of red lipstick for a bold finish, her golden earrings catching the light as she moved.

Lando knocked lightly on the bathroom door. —You ready, Ames?—

—Almost,— she called back, giving herself one last glance before opening the door. Lando stood there, his suit jacket now replaced with a crisp white shirt, the top few buttons undone, paired with tailored black trousers. His eyes widened slightly as he took her in, his lips curling into an appreciative smile.

—Damn, Ames,— he said, his voice low. —You’re gonna make it hard for me to concentrate tonight.—

She smirked, stepping closer. —That’s the point, isn’t it?—

He laughed, wrapping an arm around her waist. —Come on. Let’s go before I get too distracted.—

The drive was short, Lando keeping the destination a secret despite her persistent questioning. When they finally arrived, Amelie’s breath caught in her throat. They pulled up to a private terrace overlooking the sparkling coastline. The space was transformed into an intimate dining area, with fairy lights strung overhead and candles flickering softly on the table set for two. A violinist played softly in the background, adding to the romantic atmosphere.

—Lan…— she began, her voice barely above a whisper. —This is beautiful.—

Lando grinned, clearly pleased with her reaction. —Happy belated anniversary, Ames,— he said, taking her hand and leading her to the table.

Amelie turned to him, her eyes glistening. —You didn’t have to go all out like this.—

—Yes, I did,— he said firmly, pulling out her chair for her. —I’ve been so busy with work, and you deserve something special. Besides,— he added with a smirk, —I’m pretty sure I’ve got some making up to do.—

She laughed, sitting down and shaking her head. —You’re ridiculous. But I love you for it.—

—And I love you,— he replied easily, taking the seat across from her.

The dinner was exquisite, a mix of dishes tailored to their tastes. Lando had arranged for a Mexican-inspired appetizer as a nod to her heritage, followed by a classic British beef Wellington for the main course. The dessert—a decadent chocolate soufflé—came with a tiny sparkler that made Amelie laugh out loud.

As the night wore on, their conversation flowed effortlessly, as it always did. They reminisced about their first year together, the highs and lows, and the moment their relationship became public after his win in Miami.

—You were such a mess that day,— Amelie teased, sipping her wine. —Couldn’t stop grinning like an idiot.—

—Hey, I had just won my first race! And I got to kiss you in front of everyone. That’s a pretty good day in my book,— he countered, winking at her.

She rolled her eyes but couldn’t hide her smile. —You’re lucky you’re cute.—

—Damn right I am,— he shot back, reaching across the table to take her hand. His expression softened, and he gave her fingers a gentle squeeze. —I mean it, Ames. This past year has been the best of my life. You’ve been my rock through everything, and I don’t know what I’d do without you.—

Her heart melted at his words. —Lan…— she began, her voice thick with emotion. —You don’t know how much that means to me.—

He stood up then, coming around the table to pull her into his arms. —You mean everything to me,— he murmured against her hair.

Amelie tilted her head up to look at him, a playful smile breaking through the tears threatening to fall. —Even when I steal your hoodies?—

—Especially then,— he said, chuckling. —You look better in them anyway.—

Lando led her to the open space near the edge of the terrace, the soft glow of fairy lights casting a magical aura around them. The violinist switched to a slow, melodic tune that made Amelie’s heart skip.

—Dance with me?— Lando whispered, his British accent laced with warmth as he extended his hand.

She glanced at him, biting her lip to keep from grinning too widely. —You sure about that? Last time you almost tripped over your own feet.—

He laughed, unbothered by her teasing. —I’ve been practicing. Besides, I only trip when I’m distracted. And tonight, I promise to focus on you.—

Her heart fluttered as she placed her hand in his, letting him guide her closer. His other hand found her waist, pulling her flush against him as they swayed gently to the music.

—See? No tripping so far,— he murmured, his lips brushing her temple.

—The night’s still young,— she teased, resting her head against his chest. She could hear the steady rhythm of his heartbeat, a comforting sound that made her feel completely at ease.

They moved together effortlessly, the world around them fading away. Lando tilted his head down, his lips grazing the shell of her ear. —You’re stunning tonight, Ames. I can’t stop looking at you.—

She tilted her head up to meet his gaze, her cheeks flushing. —You’re not so bad yourself, Mr. Norris.—

He smirked, his fingers tracing small, lazy circles on her lower back. —Not so bad? I’m offended.—

—Fine. You’re very handsome. Happy?— she said with mock exasperation, though her smile gave her away.

—Getting there,— he replied, leaning in to brush his lips against hers. The kiss was slow, unhurried, a reflection of the quiet intimacy of the moment.

When they pulled back, Amelie rested her forehead against his, her voice barely above a whisper. —I love you, Lan. So much.—

His eyes softened, the cocky façade melting away. —I love you more, Ames. Always.—

The violinist’s song came to an end, but they stayed in each other’s arms, unwilling to break the spell. After a while, Lando glanced at the time and smirked. —Think it’s time we head back?—

—Only if you promise to keep being this romantic,— she replied, letting him take her hand again as they made their way to the car.

The ride back to the hotel was filled with soft laughter and stolen glances, Lando’s hand never leaving hers. When they finally stepped into their suite, the mood shifted slightly.

Amelie kicked off her heels, sighing in relief as she sank onto the couch. —Best surprise ever. You’ve officially outdone yourself.—

—Well, I had a lot of making up to do,— Lando said, his tone playful as he loosened the top buttons of his shirt.

She leaned back, her eyes sparkling. —You’re forgiven. For now.—

He crossed the room, stopping in front of her. —Only for now?—

—Depends on what you do next,— she quipped, arching a brow.

He grinned, his hands finding her waist as he pulled her up and onto his lap in one swift motion. Amelie let out a surprised laugh, her arms instinctively wrapping around his neck.

—You’re impossible,— she said, though the fondness in her tone betrayed her.

—And you love it,— he shot back, his lips finding her neck.

Her breath hitched as he trailed soft kisses along her skin, his hands holding her firmly in place. She tangled her fingers in his curls, tilting her head to give him better access.

—Lan…— she whispered, her voice wavering slightly.

—Hmm?— he murmured against her neck, the vibration sending shivers down her spine.

—You’re gonna drive me crazy,— she managed, her fingers tightening in his hair.

He pulled back just enough to meet her gaze, his blue eyes darkened with emotion. —That’s the idea, Ames.—

Their lips met in a heated kiss, all playful teasing forgotten as the room seemed to shrink around them. Time slowed, the only sound the mingling of their breaths as they lost themselves in each other.

The night stretched on, the world outside their suite forgotten. For Amelie, it was perfect—just the two of them, tangled up in love and laughter, in the city that had brought them together once more.

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theemporium · 1 year ago

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💰with danny riccccc😍 you just know he loves to spoil his girl both with his cash but also with acts of service (and physical touch and cuddles🥺) (and he looks so good in a suit too you just know he’d play up the whole stereotypical sugar daddy thing 😭)

-🦡

thank you for requesting!🫶🏽

“Daniel?”

“Surprise, sweetheart!”

You hadn’t expected to see him so soon. It had been less than twenty-four hours since the last race of the season, and you knew he had planned to go out with some of his colleagues and friends after the Abu Dhabi Grand Prix. If you were being honest, you expected him to be hungover and stay a few more days to finish things off with the team before he flew back out to properly start his winter break.

And yet here he was, standing outside your apartment door, dressed in a fine suit with a massive grin on his face and a bouquet of flowers in his hand.

“You…I…” Your brows furrowed together in confusion, your brain trying to wrack around and process the sight in front of you. However, your body seemed to move on instinct as you pulled the door open wider, stepping aside to let him in. “How are you here so quick?”

“I had a pretty girl waiting for me,” he said it so casually, like the compliment didn’t make your whole body flush. He stepped towards you, wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you into a kiss that left you breathless and dazed. “Why would I not be on the first plane out?”

“Oh,” you murmured, blinking in surprise.

“I have something for you,” he continued as he pulled you deeper into the flat, already making his way into the kitchen where he was beginning to find a vase to put the bouquet in.

“Danny,” you murmured, leaning against the counter as you watched him shrug his blazer off, placing it over the back of a stool before pushing his sleeves up to his elbows. “You know you—”

“Let me sugar daddy you, honey,” the boy grinned at you, flashing you a wink when he saw your cheeks flush at his words. “Plus, it was made for you. It would’ve been a crime to not get you it.”

“You say that every time,” you replied with a shake of your head.

“And I mean it every time,” Daniel retorted before he placed the vase of flowers on the counter. He then reached towards his blazer, taking out a slick, thin box. He rounded the counter, pulling you close as he handed you the box. “Take a look.”

You gave him a look before you opened the box, letting out a small gasp when you saw the thin diamond studded necklace. “Danny, I…this is too pretty.”

“Perfect for a gorgeous girl,” he noted as he gently plucked the necklace with his fingers, sliding in behind you as he clasped it around your neck. “Looks even better than I imagined.”

“This probably costs more than my rent,” you joked weakly, still a little dazed by the pretty gift as you turned in his arms. “Thank you.”

“I’m glad you like it, sweetheart,” he murmured as his eyes glanced down at the necklace before his hands cupped your cheeks, leaning down to kiss you once again. “Fuck, I’ve missed this.”

“I’ve missed you,” you sighed, your arms winding around his torso as you leaned into his embrace. “The bed is cold without you.”

“Is that all I’m good for?” He teased, leaning down to press a line of kisses down the column of your neck.

“The dinners are pretty good too,” you joked as you pecked his cheek, watching with delight at the way he lifted his head with a massive grin on his face. “I am really happy you’re back though.”

“And for three months I’m all yours,” he murmured as he leaned his forehead against yours.

“Good,” you commented. “And the suits stay.”

He snorted. “Whatever you want, honey.”

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37sommz · 3 months ago

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❁ : come le viole . . .

✼. masterlist — taglist — request. ✼. genre: smut. ✼. wc: 3.1k.

michaela's six years in italy pay off in her professional life. one area she didn't expect them to pay off is in her romantic life. in jenson's defense, anything michaela does gets him going.

✼. warnings: 18+ mdni, smut smut smut, jenson has a michaela speaking italian kink, unprotected sex, pretty tame but sweet regardless.

✼. notes: another filler chapter lol. don't think too hard about the date, it's completely arbitrary bc this is just a filler. i promise i have more actual plot, abu dhabi 2021 is next :)

000.⠀⠀OCTOBER 16, 2021 › Cagliari, Italy

Michaela leaned against the balcony railing, the Sardinian sun casting a warm glow over her taut, athletic frame. She squinted at the horizon, the sea a serene canvas of blues and greens that stretched to infinity. The salty breeze whispered through her hair, a gentle reminder of the world outside the sheltered bubble of the luxurious hotel room.

Her thoughts drifted to the race that had just concluded. She couldn't help but feel a pang of envy as she heard the distant roar of the crowd. The Extreme E circuit was a playground for champions, a place where Jenson could still indulge in his love for speed without the relentless pressure of Formula 1. The same pressure she faced every time she strapped into her own McLaren.

The door clicked open, and she spun around, her heart racing. Jenson strutted in, a boyish grin on his face and a sheen of adrenaline glistening on his skin. His blue eyes sparkled with excitement, and the sight of him made her pulse quicken.

"You did well, JB," she said, using his nickname with a playful smirk.

Jenson closed the distance between them, his arms wrapping around her waist. "Thanks, darling," he replied, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "I wish you could've seen it in person. The track was insane."

Michaela smiled, her arms wrapping around his shoulders as he pulled her in closer. "I had a pretty good view from here," she said, gesturing to the TV behind her. "But I'll take your word for it. You looked like you were in your element."

Jenson chuckled, his gaze lingering on the oversized vintage Suzuka circuit shirt adorning her frame. "You know I can't resist a good race." His hands began to roam, gently caressing her hips, his thumbs brushing the waistband of her shorts as they dipped underneath the hem of her shirt. "But I missed you."

Michaela felt a flutter in her stomach as she met his eyes. "Missed me, or missed being in bed with me?" she teased, her voice low and eyes narrowed.

"Both, actually," Jenson confessed, his grin turning into a seductive smirk. "But right now, I'm thinking about the latter."

Michaela rolled her eyes but couldn't suppress her own smile. "Have you eaten? We should order room service before you pass out from exhaustion."

"Mmm, I could go for a pasta," Jenson said, his voice a low purr as his hands continued to roam. "But I'd much rather have dessert first."

Michaela playfully slapped his hand away, laughing. "Let's at least order something to eat first. I waited for you to comeback before I ordered." She stepped back and picked up the phone, her fingers dancing over the buttons as she dialed the front desk. "Buonasera," she greeted in flawless Italian, the language rolling off her tongue like a native. "Possiamo avere il servizio in camera, per favore?"

Jenson rose from his spot on the bed, watching her with a smoldering look in his eyes. "God, you're so sexy when you speak Italian," he whispered, his voice thick with desire. He stalked over to her, his breath warm against her neck as he nibbled gently on her earlobe. His hands slid around her waist again.

Michaela giggled, trying to keep her focus on the order. "Jenson, behave," she chided, though her voice lacked conviction. The feeling of his body pressed against hers was making it increasingly difficult to concentrate on anything else.

"Sì, questo è tutto. Addebitare alla camera, per favore. Grazie," she finished, hanging up the phone and turning to face him with a smirk. "Room service is on its way."

Jenson's gaze was unyielding, his eyes dark with want. "I don't care about room service," he murmured, his hands moving from her waist to cup her face. His thumbs traced her cheekbones, his eyes searching hers for any sign of protest. "Not when you're speaking Italian like that."

"I was just ordering food, Jense," she said with a playful laugh, though the heat in her voice betrayed her own growing arousal. She stepped closer, her hands sliding up his chest.

"But when you talk like that," Jenson whispered, his voice dropping an octave, "it's like you're speaking directly to my soul." His eyes searched hers, hunger plain in his gaze. "It's so intimate."

Michaela's laughter faded, replaced by a soft sigh as she leaned into his touch. "You're such a romantic," she said, her voice teasing. But she didn't move away.

Jenson leaned down, capturing her mouth in a kiss that was anything but gentle. His tongue danced with hers, a silent promise of the passion that awaited them. She melted into him, her arms winding around his neck as she responded with an eagerness that surprised even herself.

Michaela pulled away, breathless. "Room service will be here any minute," she murmured, though the protest was half-hearted at best.

"They can wait," Jenson said, his voice gruff with need. He scooped her up in his arms, her legs wrapping around his waist instinctively. She gasped as he carried her to the bed, laying her down with a tenderness that betrayed his urgency.

Their kisses grew more feverish, their bodies tangling together as if trying to become one. Jenson's hands roamed over her body, exploring every curve and line with a hunger that seemed insatiable. His touch sent sparks of pleasure shooting through her, and she arched into him, her own hands running through the blonde hair she had grown so fond of.

Michaela's racing heart hammered against her ribcage as Jenson's hand slipped under her shirt, his calloused fingers brushing against her bare skin. She gasped into his mouth, the sensation sending a shiver down her spine. He broke the kiss, his eyes smoldering as he stared down at her. "Keep speaking Italian to me," he urged, his voice thick with desire.

Michaela's breath was hot against his skin as she whispered sweet nothings into his ear, her words a mix of English and Italian that only served to heighten his desire for her. He felt his own passion mirrored in her touch, her hands roaming over his chest and down to his waistband, eager to feel all of him.

With a groan, Jenson lifted himself off her, standing to remove the last of his clothes. He watched her eyes follow the trail of his muscles, the desire in them making him feel like the luckiest man alive. He joined her on the bed again, their bodies a tangle of limbs and passion. Michaela reached for him, her hand wrapping around his length. He sucked in a breath, his eyes closing as she began to stroke him, her movements slow and deliberate. He felt the heat building, the tension in his body growing taut with every jerk of her wrist.

Her other hand found his chest, her nails digging in slightly as she guided him closer. He positioned himself between her legs, the tip of him teasing her entrance as an impatient hand brushed her panties to the side. The anticipation was almost unbearable, the heady mix of love and lust threatening to overwhelm them both.

Michaela looked up at him, her eyes filled with a raw, unbridled need. "Jenson," she murmured, her voice a soft plea. He took one last moment to savor the sight of her before he pushed inside her, filling her completely.

Her gasp was music to his ears, her nails digging into his back as he began to move. The rhythm was slow at first, almost tender, as if they were both trying to savor every second. But as the passion grew, so did their desperation. Their movements grew more urgent, more frenzied, each thrust and moan echoing around the room like a symphony of desire.

Jenson watched her face, her eyes squeezed shut as she fought for control. He leaned down, capturing her mouth with his, their tongues tangling together as their bodies found a rhythm that spoke of love and need. The feel of her, tight and wet around him, was intoxicating, and he could feel his climax approaching.

Michaela's nails dug into his back as she wrapped her legs around his waist, urging him deeper. Her breathy moans grew louder, and he knew she was ready for more. He picked up the pace, his strokes becoming more urgent as he felt her muscles begin to clench around him.

"So pretty," she hummed as she pulled his face away from the crook of her neck. Her thumbs tracing the lines of his jaw, feeling the stubble prickle against her skin. "Così, così carino." She repeated in Italian, her eyes fluttering closed as she lost herself in the sensation of his mouth on hers.

Michaela felt the warmth spread through her core as Jenson's hand slid down to cup her breast, his thumb brushing her hardened nipple through the thin fabric of her bra. The sensation was electric, and she arched her back, pushing herself closer to him.

"Talk to me, honey," she whispered seductively against his mouth, her voice thick with need. "Tell me how good it feels."

"God, it feels amazing," he managed to gasp out, his voice strained with effort. "You're so wet for me, so tight." His words were punctuated with each thrust, his voice growing hoarser with every passing moment.

Michaela's eyes fluttered closed, a soft smile playing on her lips as she absorbed his words. She felt his muscles tensing beneath her, the veins in his arms standing out as he pushed himself deeper into her. "Don't hold back," she encouraged, her own voice breathless. "Take me, I'm all yours, baby."

"Yeah?" He whispered back, blue eyes burning into hers, his thumb now tracing her bottom lip.

She leaned into his touch, taking the finger into her mouth eagerly. Her brown eyes never left his blue eyes as she sucked gently, the sight making him growl with need.

Jenson couldn't resist anymore, he leaned down and kissed her again, deep and passionate. Their bodies moved in sync, the sound of skin on skin music to their ears. His hands roamed over her, feeling the heat of her body, memorizing every inch of her. He felt her arching into him, her legs tightening around his waist, her breathing growing more erratic.

One hand reached for the top of her headboard as the other reached down to grasp at her thigh, pulling it up to hook over his hip and spreading her wide open to him. The new angle sent Michaela's eyes rolling back as he pushed deep inside her, a moan escaping her mouth as she felt herself stretch around him.

"Good girl," Jenson praised, his voice a low growl. The new angle allowed him to hit her g-spot with every thrust, sending waves of pleasure crashing through her. She couldn't help but whimper, her nails now scratching down his sides as the tension grew. "You take me so well. All the way in just like that."

Michaela's breath came in short gasps as she felt the beginnings of an intense orgasm building inside her. "Jense," she moaned, her eyes pleading for release. He knew she was close, and he wasn't far behind. His own orgasm was approaching like a freight train.

Jenson's grip tightened on her thigh as he picked up the pace, his hips slamming into hers. The headboard thumped against the wall in a steady rhythm, muffled by the thick walls. He could feel her body tightening around him, and it was all he could do to hold on.

Michaela's eyes snapped open, her pupils dilated with desire. She met Jenson's gaze, her teeth sinking into her lower lip as she whispered, "Dai, amore, fottimi più forte," urging him on in Italian.

A feral growl rumbled in his throat as he complied, his hips driving into hers with a force that sent the bed rocking against the floor. The headboard thumped a wild beat that matched the pounding of their hearts, the only music in the room. The sound of their passion filled the air, a symphony of moans and gasps that grew louder with every stroke.

Michaela's eyes never left Jenson's as she felt the climax building within her, his every movement sending her closer to the edge. She could see the same need reflected in his gaze, his eyes dark with desire and determination to bring her to the brink.

"Fuck, yes," he groaned, feeling the tension coil tighter within him.

Michaela's eyes rolled back, the pleasure reaching a crescendo as she felt Jenson's cock hit her in just the right spot. She knew she was close, so close she could almost taste it. "Need to come, Jenson," she begged, her voice a needy whine.

Jenson chuckled dryly, feeling her slip away deeper into the pleasure. "Say it nicely, love," he urged, his voice gruff with need. "Want to hear your pretty little mouth say it in Italian."

Michaela bit her lip, the challenge sparking something within her as she nodded. She met his eyes, her own smoldering with desire. "Per favore, lasciami venire, amore," she whispered, her voice thick with an accent that sent shivers down his spine.

Jenson's eyes flashed with pleasure, the Italian rolling off her tongue like a sweet, sweet promise. He felt the coil in his stomach tighten, his own orgasm close behind hers. "So fucking perfect, baby. You're so beautiful," he groaned, the words leaving his mouth almost involuntarily. He wanted to claim her, to show her how much she meant to him in every way possible.

"Fuck, baby, where do you want me?" he gritted out, his hips moving faster, his strokes deeper. She felt him swell inside her, the pressure building until she couldn't take it anymore.

"Anywhere, everywhere," she panted, her back arching off the bed. "Just don't stop, please." She practically begged, almost incoherent in the wave of her pleasure.

Jenson's eyes blazed with intensity, his thrusts becoming more powerful, his strokes more deliberate. He could feel her walls tightening around him, her breath hitching with every push. The sound of their bodies slapping together grew more frantic, the sweet sound of their passion heightening.

"Mouse," he murmured, his voice strained with effort. "I love how wet you are for me." His hand traveled down to her clit, his thumb circling the sensitive bud as he watched her face contort with pleasure. "You're going to come for me, aren't you?"

Michaela's breath hitched, her eyes locked on his as she nodded. "Yes," she whispered, her voice trembling. "Yes, Jense, please."

He took that as his cue, his thumb moving faster against her clit, his strokes deep and demanding. The tension built until it was almost unbearable, until she was writhing beneath him, her nails digging into his back. "Now, love," he urged, feeling her body tighten around him. "Come for me."

Michaela's eyes widened as she felt the orgasm crash over her, waves of pleasure washing away every thought, every worry. She screamed out his name, her body shaking with the intensity of her release. Jenson groaned, feeling her tighten around him, his own orgasm following closely behind. He buried his face in the crook of her neck, his teeth grazing her skin as he emptied himself inside her.

With a sigh of satisfaction, Jenson rolled over, taking her with him so she lay sprawled on top of him, her head on his chest. The steady beat of his heart was a comforting rhythm beneath her ear. They lay there, basking in the afterglow, the scent of their lovemaking mingling with the faint aroma of the sea breeze that filtered through the open balcony doors.

"You're going to have to teach me Italian," Jenson murmured after a moment of contented silence, his voice rumbling through his chest and into her ear. "Everything sounds better when you say it."

Michaela chuckled, her breath still coming in pants. "I'd be happy to," she said, pressing a kiss to the warm skin of his chest. Perched on his chest, she felt his heart beating beneath her, the steady rhythm matching the gentle rise and fall of his breath.

They laid there for a few moments, the only sound in the room the rustling of the hotel curtains dancing in the breeze from the open balcony. The sun painted stripes across the floor, casting a warm glow over their entwined bodies.

"I love you, Michaela," Jenson murmured, his hands stroking her back lazily as he felt her body relax into his. "I love you so much it hurts sometimes."

Michaela lifted her head to look at him, her eyes soft with affection. "I love you too, Jense," she said, her voice a quiet whisper. "More than I ever thought I could love someone." She placed a gentle kiss on his lips before rolling off him and standing up, stretching her toned body. The room service cart rattled in the hallway, a discreet knock at the door interrupting their intimate moment.

"I'll get it," Jenson offered as he reached for a robe, his chiseled abs glistening with a sheen of sweat. Jenson tied the robe around his waist, his movements slow and languid. "You go freshen up. I don't think I'll be able to focus on eating if I hear you speak Italian again." He winked, the mischief in his eyes unmistakable.

Michaela giggled and slipped into the bathroom, her cheeks flushed with pleasure and the aftermath of their passion. She glanced in the mirror as she tied her own robe together, her hair a wild mess around her face, and couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. As she washed up, she could still feel the echoes of Jenson's touch, the way his hands had roamed her body with such confidence and hunger.

When she emerged, Jenson had set up the room service on the small dining table. The sight of steaming plates of pasta and a bottle of wine brought a smile to her face. The wide, boyish smile that adorned his features drew a chuckle out of her.

"I didn't know you were such a romantic," she teased, walking over to him and placing a kiss on his cheek.

Jenson shrugged playfully. "You bring it out in me, sweetheart," he said, his voice warm and affectionate.

Michaela took her seat, her eyes sparkling with happiness as she surveyed the feast he'd arranged. The smell of garlic and tomato sauce filled the room, mingling with the faint scent of the ocean. They ate in contented silence, their eyes meeting frequently over their plates, the heat between them melting away into a calmer affection.

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