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dannyriccsystem · 22 days ago

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i swear im in love w your posts and your account 😭 the way you write the drivers feels rly accurate, i had an idea for an au after i saw that video w the papaya boys looking down at the camera w their helmets on so maybe something about reader telling the drivers to 'sleep' w them only wearing their helmets 🙂‍↕️hehe no pressure 🧡

THE HELMET STAYS ON.

FORMULA ONE DRIVERS X READER

Summary: Begging the drivers to nail you with their helmet on. And they do.

Warnings: Pure smut, Y/N usage, P in V, foreplay, reader has a tongue piercing in one of them, hair pulling, blowjob, the whole nine yards. Basically really filthy. Also not proofread because it was embarrassing enough just writing this.

Featuring: MV1, DR3, LN4, CL16, CS55, OP81

This video. Oh my days. I have nothing appropriate to say.

One more before I sleep. I’m kind of scared to post this, this is my first super out there post.

(Do feel free to request risqué stuff idm!)

MAX VERSTAPPEN - MV1

“Let me get this straight,” Your boyfriend stood in front of you as you sat, prettily perched on the edge of the bed with an innocent smile, despite what you just asked. “You,” He pointed to you. “Want me,” and then to himself. “To fuck you. With the helmet on.” He raised both of his brows.

You looked off to the side, and then back at him, nodding. “Sounds about right, yeah.” You confirmed. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing, but with a sigh… He reluctantly gave in. Anything for his beloved girlfriend, I guess.

“M-ahhh-x,” You groaned out his name, nails desperately clawing at his bare back for some sort of leverage. Your legs were quivering as he slowly thrusted into you, his hips moving in such a hypnotic way. Even off the track, his pace was consistent, apparently.

All of his skin was exposed, every last inch, except for his face. It was covered by his iconic helmet design, the visor pulled down to conceal the expression in his eyes. You were certain they were darkened with lust, but had no proof of it.

His hands gripped your waist, hoisting you up to get an even deeper angle. Your legs wrapped around him weakly, trying to pull him in closer. At this point, you could barely move them.

He brought his helmeted face down closer to your ear, the sound of his voice deliciously muffled by the soft casing surrounding his head, “You asked for this, lieverd.” You whined out at his typical pet name, which sounded so dirty now. You were unsure if you’d ever be able to see your boyfriend in an innocent light ever again.

Your hands grabbed both sides of his helmet, mouth drawn open in an ‘O’ as you weakly moaned for him. The sweet sounds motivated him further, allowing him to draw out his final thrusts. He pulled out, hands stroking his length as you pressed soft kisses to the surface of his helmet.

He came on your stomach. With one hand, Max lifted the visor while the other gentle traced a heart onto your cum-coated belly.

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DANIEL RICCIARDO - DR3

“Danny?” You came out of his bedroom one day, finding him relaxed on the couch. He leaned his head over to look at you, motioning for you to continue. In your hands was the cause of confusion— His old racing helmet. The last one he ever wore, to be exact.

It was a black helmet with a sparkly flame that shined different colors depending on the lighting. You remembered him wearing it in Singapore, the last race he ever competed in. It probably held a lot of special memories. “Do you use your old helmets for anything? I see you have a few in our room.”

“Hmm, nah. Mostly just decoration.” He shrugs and turns to sit with one leg folded underneath him, the other hanging over the edge of the couch. His elbows were propped on the back as he stared at you. “Why?” He smirked almost like he could see the gears turning.

“Wanna have sex with one on?” The answer was always yes.

It wasn’t quite what you were expecting, in the best way possible. Nothing could have prepared you for the animal that your boyfriend would become upon exploding this new area of your sex lives.

He had one of your legs pushed in the air, resting over his shoulder, which allowed him more space to thrust experimentally. The other laid on the side of his thigh, your hips held up by his free hand to get a better angle. You propped yourself up on your elbows, head slightly angled down while you stared through damp lashes.

“Fuck, Danny…” You whined, your hips twitching with a little gasp. He groaned, his head falling forward until the helmet was carefully pressed against your forehead. His grip on your raised thigh was tight, practically digging into your skin to keep himself from going feral.

“Feel that?” He muttered, his voice enveloped in the cushy walls of his helmet. The hand that held you up at the waist circled around, palm pressing down on your stomach to emphasize the slight bulge. He cursed under his breath, his hips stuttering and his dick twitching. “Shit.”

He leg your leg fall against the mattress as he carefully slipped out. One hand massaged your sore folds, bringing you to your peak just as he reached his. You both climaxed together, your thighs painted with his arousal.

He carefully lifted the helmet, still panting as he looked down at the mess he made. “Satisfied?” He asked, voice hoarse. You grinned, eyes droopy.

“Very.”

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LANDO NORRIS - LN4

There was something special about Lando in his signature green helmet. The helmet itself was bland, but it was his staple. When he wore it, it was unimaginably attractive to you.

You tried to ignore it, but during one of his week long breaks, you decided to address the issue upfront. It was a hard topic to approach, so you figured now was a good time to be as blunt as possible.

“I want to fuck you while you wear your helmet.” Literally. As blunt as possible.

He looked taken aback, and rightfully so. His eyes widened, and his mouth fell open. “What?”

“You heard me.”

“Why…” He asked next. It was hard to discern what sort of face that was supposed to be. Confusion? Disgust? Arousal? All three at once?

“Because it’s hot.”

He fell silent, and then pulled you into his room where the helmet in question sat, like it was ready for this moment.

“Not so confident now, are you?” His husky voice murmured in your ear. You were currently bent over with your hands against his bedroom door to support yourself, your ass stuck out against him. All while your legs trembled. If one of his hands wasn’t supporting you under your stomach, you’d have collapsed by now.

Strong hands gripped your hair, tugging your head backwards to get a good look at your fucked out expression, and your stretched neck that was littered with deep purple marks. All you could do was softly cry out in pleasure as a reply to his question, which earned a dark chuckle from your boyfriend.

“Regretting your choice yet?” You shook your head with teary eyes. You couldn’t see his face, cloaked beneath the secrecy of a bright green racing helmet, but you knew for a fact he was smirking. Every thrust was carried out confidently, sending a resounding smack through the room. The sounds were sticky from the buildup of arousal.

“Laan,” You drawled out his name, eyes twitching as you struggled to keep them open. You could feel another orgasm approaching— Just one of many for the night. “P-Please—”

“Please what?” Another tug of the hair, making you whimper. “Use your words, pretty.”

“Let me cum,” You whined, your voice trembling. He continued silently for another thrust or two before the hand on your stomach traveled down to massage your clit, sending you over the edge. You squealed out, lurching forward to rest against the door.

He pulled his throbbing length out, releasing onto your back. With a heavy, satisfied sigh, Lando scooped you up and gently laid you on his mattress, littering your aching body with kisses upon the removal of his helmet.

“You did so good for me.”

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CHARLES LECLERC - CL16

Charles and you had been together for a while, and it was safe to say you knew your way around each other’s bodies. However, neither of you quite knew the other’s mind.

It was hard to pinpoint the specific kinks and such. If you were both paying attention you could figure out the little things you liked— For example, Charles liked kitten licks on the tip, and he loved you in red lingerie. And you liked sensual sex with romance and eye contact.

However, there was something you had never been able to admit until now. “Can you keep the helmet on for tonight?” He blinked at your question, already half naked and hovering over you, who was… Entirely naked.

“Keep the helmet on?”

“Yeah. Just to try it out.”

It didn’t take much convincing.

The entire experience changed when the helmet came on. Maybe you were expecting him to take a dominant stance, but it seemed as soon as the mask came on he was a whining and stuttering mess.

Charles was propped up on his elbows as you straddled his hips, grinding yourself further onto his impaled cock. He couldn’t even form a sentence, just desperately grip your hips and occasionally involuntarily thrust up into your tight heat. He was thankful for the helmet, actually. That way you couldn’t see his pathetic expression.

“Feels good,” You praised, your voice like honey. He squeezed the fat of your hips tighter, both of his index fingers anxiously tapping against your skin. He wasn’t normally so… Submissive like this.

You reached out, lifting the visor of his helmet to unveil his eyes. Just his eyes, that’s all you could see, but they told you exactly what you needed to know. With furrowed brows and a watery gaze, he made direct eye contact with you.

His hands traveled to find yours, squeezing them tight while you rode him. He could barely ground himself, but your steady presence certainly helped. “Y/N-” He finally managed to splutter out, his legs twitching and his hips jerking.

“Shh, you’re okay,” You whispered, moving your hips faster. “You got it, you’re doing great.” At your praise, he seemed to lose it, spilling deep inside you.

His body collapsed against the mattress, leaving you to carefully lift his helmet and brush his damp hair away from his eyes.

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CARLOS SAINZ - CS55

You came home from a stressful day to your boyfriend standing in the dining room, examining his racing helmet under the light. “What are you doing?” You questioned softly as you set your things down on the table.

Her flinched, but relaxed as soon as he realized it was just you, and there was no need to be worried. “Just thinking.” You raised your brow as if asking ‘about?’ He showed you the helmet, and you just shrugged with a lack of understanding. “I want to fuck you with it on.”

You blinked at his forwardness, your gaze shifting from the helmet, and then to him. “If you’re comfortable with it, I don’t mind.”

Sex with Carlos was typically slow and sensual, just what you needed after a long day.

Not this time.

He had you folded in ways you didn’t even know were possible. Your knees were pressed to your chest, hands gripping the sheets as he fucked into you in your folded position. He hovered over you, one hand on the headboard and the other on the curve of your ass.

He grunted, but most of the noise was coming from you. “C-… Carlos!” You yelped, surprised by the change in tone. Your eyes twitched, threatening to roll back into your skull. You tried to swallow your moans, but it was impossible to keep silent.

He suddenly grabbed both of your hands, bringing them up to hold your own legs back. He busied his digits with your hole. Two fingers circled your needy clit, making your legs ache and shake. The other two slid right in with his cock, plunging in and out in a rhythmic manner.

“Feel good?” He questioned in that thick accent, ensuring your comfort over all. You couldn’t form a coherent response, leaving you to just nod a silent yes.

It seemed like ages he toyed with your poor hole, but finally he pulled free and let himself release onto your stomach. You let your legs fall to the mattress, twitching occasionally. Both of you panted as he removed the helmet, sweat dripping from his forehead. His hair was beautifully messy.

“That was…” He trailed off.

“Hot,” You finished for him.

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OSCAR PIASTRI - OP81

You had been giggling to yourself all day as you stared at your phone. It was beginning to make Oscar anxious as he automatically assumed the worst. With sudden steeled courage, he decided to confront you.

“What have you been looking at? You haven’t stopped laughing at your phone.” His tone was calm, but inside he was slightly panicked. That is, until you turned the phone around to show him an edit. Of himself.

He had seen a few of them. Ever since him and Lando filmed that video showing off their helmets, the fans had been going crazy. “What about it?” He tilted his head, not unlike the way he did in said video. Your ovaries basically exploded.

“Do you have your helmet?” He nodded. “Put it on.”

Well, you didn’t have to tell him twice.

This… Wasn’t exactly what Oscar had been expecting. He knew you had something filthy in mind, but to suck him off while he was wearing nothing but his helmet was a little absurd, even for you.

Thankfully, he accepted the freak in you.

Your tongue darted out to give his tip a little lick, the cold metal of your tongue piercing making him twitch. He shuddered, a deep groan leaving his lips. Without even thinking, his hands grabbed the back of your head. However, he relaxed before making any sharp movements, and let it rest there for now.

You experimented further, plump lips encasing his whole tip, cheeks hollowing experimentally. He groaned, head tilted back momentarily. You looked at him through your lashes, giggling around his length when he peered back down, the movement unbearably attractive in your eyes.

You placed your hands on his thighs to balance yourself, and slowly took more of him in. He tried to keep quiet, but he could only bite back so many groans before they started to flood out. As your pace increased, his grip on the back of your head did, too.

Eventually, you weren’t even moving anymore. He was just full on face fucking you to get himself off, and you didn’t care. You let your mouth be used by your boyfriend, whose hips were jerking in and out in a spontaneous rhythm.

He finally came to a stop, his length twitching as he pulled it out. Half of his seed was shot onto your face, while the rest was expertly aimed for your mouth.

He was breathing heavily as he lifted the helmet, peering down at you with a heaving chest. “Holy shit.”

That was by far the most emotion anyone had ever gotten out of him.

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gr4cier4cie · 1 month ago

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♡ can you come home? i need you. ♡

or: the drivers aren't only fast on the track. to be fair, you did tempt them. featuring: lewis hamilton, lando norris, max verstappen, daniel riccardio ♡

warnings: sexual innuendo (gracie's ovulating i apologize in advance)

♡

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triplefrontierbabe · 9 months ago

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hellooo!! i wondering if you’ve ever seen that trend on tiktok where the guy is like “bitch, what’s for dinner” and the reader would be all innocent & stuff, and at the end he would apologize and tell her to never let him speak to her that way again? hopefully that makes sense! 🫶🏻🫶🏻 (this would be through text btw lol)

Internet Trends with the Grid

summary: the guys try an internet trend on you

pairing: f! reader x Daniel Ricciardo, Oscar Piastri, Max Verstappen, Lando Norris, George Russell, Charles Leclerc

warning: language, suggestive themes, allusion to Max’s dad, you are responsible for the content you consume

a/n: I have seen this trend floating around, I did put a little twist on it.

disclaimer: while this is based off a trend, please know that anyone who ever genuinely talks to you like this, especially a romantic partner, you have no obligation to answer to them, you deserve better.

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leclercwriting · 10 months ago

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age gap | daniel ricciardo social media au

pairing: daniel ricciardo x fem reader

you are an influencer who starts dating older f1 driver daniel ricciardo

masterlist

y/n.user

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caption: my life since the rumours

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yourbff1: the rumours are kinda funny tho

y/n.user: yeah.. "rumours"

user73: DOES THIS MEAN THAT THE RUMOURS ARE TRUE?

user62: what rumours?!

danielricciardo: xx

user83: daniel?

user2: wait... the rumours are that he and y/n are dating, right?

user74: yeah

daniel.jpg

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caption: rumours confirmed

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maxverstappen1: this is how i get to know your girlfriend?

daniel.jpg: sorryy maximilian

landonorris: isn't she too young? you old man

daniel.jpg: she has an old soul

y/n.user: DANIEL

landonorris: hey y/n. I'm lando btw

y/n.user: hey lando

user73: omg they are actually so cute together

user46: lmao she's just using him

user9: weird

user525: she's still a child omg

y/n.user: oh I wish. But thanks for compliment that I look young

user3: she slayed

landonorris

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caption: if you go out with daniel and y/n, be prepared for daniel carrying her around...

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danielricciardo: she's always tired.. not my fault

y/n.user: ME? u always want to carry me

danielricciardo: not true

y/n.user: I'm done with you

landonorris: first couple fight?

danielricciardo: yeah..

user66: I'm starting to like them together

y/n.user: good taste

user3: idk but it's still weird

user2: she's so young

y/n.user: no wayyy

yourbff1: they are so cute

y/n.user: <3

y/n.user

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caption: I bought daniel new t-shirts so he can wear them to the paddock (haters will love these)

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landonorris: poor danny boy

danielricciardo: I actually love them

maxverstappen1: no way

y/n.user: @ kellypiquet Kelly buy some t-shirt for max too. Atleast he doesn't have to repeat outfits

user63: poor daniel.. she's manipulating him

danielricciardo: I literally picked those t-shirts

user73: daniel and y/n are the best couple. Argue with the wall

yourbff3: omg i love you for this babe

y/n.user: I ate

user77: u did!

y/n.user

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caption: enjoyed my first gp, and now it's summer break

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user83: most hated but the best couple award goes to... y/n and daniel

y/n.user: thanks I guess

danielricciardo: our shoey was 🔥

y/n.user: hell yeah

landonorris: what about me and you daniel? :(

danielricciardo: sorry lando

maxverstappen1: why is daniel acting like a teenager again

y/n.user: cause I changed him

user38: you really did

user3: I love this new version of danny

y/n.user: me too

danielricciardo

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caption: enjoying summer break with the best people. y/n can drink!! I'm not serving alcohol to minors

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user83: daniel and his humour lol

y/n.user: baby u know that I can drink for a long time right?

danielricciardo: uhm of course

landonorris: he probably forgot your birthday

user63: yall stop hating and be happy for them

maxverstappen1: u kidnapped child?

danielricciardo: that's my nephew u idiot

maxverstappen1: oh sorry

y/n.user

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caption: I want to have kids. Look at my man. He's so girl dad coded

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user73: uhm does she know that this is public account?

danielricciardo: Y/N?!

maxverstappen1: lol

maxverstappen1: @ danielricciardo u have a lot of work to do

danielricciardo: mate, kelly wants another kid too so shut up

user3: omg danny ric kid?

y/n.user: I hope

BONUS:

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sevikaswifegurl · 11 days ago

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THE FUCKING PHOTOS IN THE WALLET

Daniel Ricciardo X Fem!Reader

Synopsis: Daniel Ricciardo has a habit of losing his wallet in unusual places, and when the new employee finds it in the paddock, he can't imagine what he's going to discover inside.

Warning: Explicit sexual content, vulgar and sarcastic language, scenes of privacy and invasion of boundaries, as well as intense sexual tension.

Word count: 3300

Note: English is not my first language, so I apologize in advance if there are any errors and promise that I will improve the templates

Daniel Ricciardo had many questionable habits, but perhaps the most infamous among them was his chronic inability to keep his wallet in his pocket.

It was an inside joke in the paddock, and whenever someone found that lost wallet lying around, the reaction was almost automatic: “Hey, anyone seen Daniel’s wallet?” It had become an unofficial catchphrase among Red Bull crew members, McLaren mechanics, and even a few FIA stewards. That damned thing had been found wedged behind a seat, on top of a toolbox, and — in one particularly memorable instance — inside the team motorhome's fridge.

And without fail, whoever found it knew exactly what not to open, but always did anyway: the photo compartment. More specifically, the photos.

One of them, you only let him take after much teasing, on a hot night in Monaco. The city’s sticky heat filtered through the cracks in the bedroom curtains, while the sheets, in a careless moment, slipped down to your ankles, leaving your body completely exposed. The image captured more than just your skin — it captured surrender. That raw, unguarded surrender, and he had known exactly when to press the shutter. He printed it, and the photo ended up in his wallet. He never carried it without it again.

The problem was: Daniel kept losing the fucking wallet.

Oliver was almost done with his shift in the garage. The tools were already packed, and the place had quieted down. He was finishing the last tasks of the day when he spotted something on the floor and immediately recognized it. That wallet was practically an extension of Daniel himself.

“Again, Ricciardo…” he muttered, already bracing himself for the chaos to come. He picked it up and, with a resigned sigh, looked around. No one else was there. He knew very well where this could go.

He wasn’t naturally a curious person, but the things he'd heard about Daniel’s photos — always spoken in gossiping, joking tones — still intrigued him. He’d heard the rumors, of course. The Red Bull driver's Polaroids were legendary.

With a scoff of disdain, Oliver gave in to temptation and opened the secret compartment. He knew he shouldn’t, but he did it anyway.

The first image that came up made his heart clench. It was… beautiful. Almost like an artistic photograph. You lying on the bed, your naked body, the sheet strategically placed, just covering what it needed to — but your gaze... That gaze seemed to strip you down even more than your bare body already had. You were smiling, but not just any smile. It was enigmatic, like you knew exactly the effect it would have. He couldn’t help but notice how comfortable you looked, how confident. A work of art more than just an intimate capture.

Oliver swallowed hard, trying to compose himself. The photograph stirred something in him, and the way it was kept, the way the light seemed to caress the image, only made everything feel more intense. But that was nothing compared to what came next.

He hesitated, but what he found next pulled him in like a magnet. When he grabbed it, the reaction was immediate. The photo in his hands was completely different. It was more explicit. Bolder. A scene of complete abandon, and what struck him most was the intensity of the moment.

He saw the intertwined bodies of Daniel and you. The image showed you with your eyes closed, your body arched in pleasure. And Daniel was over you. Fully exposed, both of you naked, in a moment of raw, unfiltered surrender. The kind of scene rarely witnessed. There was no glamour in it. No attempt to be anything more than it was: a moment of total intimacy.

And your expression in that photo wasn’t just provocative. It was fierce, defiant, as if you knew that anyone who saw that picture would be completely captivated, unable to look away. The way you looked, the way you were positioned — it was the certainty of someone who knew that photo would carry consequences impossible to ignore. It was almost like, in that brief second, you knew the camera was there, that the photo was being taken — but you didn’t care. It was a moment just for the two of you, a moment to get lost in.

Oliver stood frozen. He didn’t know whether he should look away, walk off, hide the photo and hand the wallet back to Daniel like nothing had happened. But he couldn’t stop staring. He knew he shouldn’t be seeing that, knew he was invading something private. But he just couldn’t look away.

That’s when he heard a familiar voice — Daniel, of course.

“That’s mine.”

The phrase was calm, easy. Like nothing serious was happening, like this was just another ordinary situation.

Oliver froze, blood running cold in his veins. He turned, wallet still in hand, unsure what to do, unsure what to say.

Daniel was at the doorway, wearing that wide, easy smile, as if he were seeing something completely mundane. He didn’t look the slightest bit embarrassed. Not at all surprised. He was just there, watching, like he already knew what was going on.

“You found my photos,” Daniel said, stepping closer with a slow, almost lazy stride. “Ah, someone finally found the fucking wallet.”

“I… found it on the floor… I didn’t know…” Oliver tried to explain, but his words came out shaky, unsure, like he didn’t know whether to look at Daniel or the photos still in his hand.

“But you opened it.” The sentence hit like a weight. Daniel wasn’t angry, but the way he said it made everything feel heavier, more loaded with meaning.

He extended his hand, eyes fixed on the photos Oliver was still holding. It was more a command than a request.

“Give it to me.”

Oliver swallowed hard and, almost involuntarily, handed the wallet back, the weight of shame still tightening in his throat. He didn’t know what to say. Didn’t know what to think. Everything was happening too fast, and he didn’t know how to react.

Daniel didn’t rush. He looked at the first photo with a crooked smile, his gaze a little more wistful. “Beautiful, right? Took that one after a whole afternoon where we couldn’t leave the bed.” He turned the second photo more carefully, still with that same smile on his face. “This one… she didn’t even know I was going to take it. It was in the middle of the fun. I like keeping the kind of moments that make me come just remembering them.”

Oliver couldn’t speak. Couldn’t move. He just stood there in silence, breath slow and heavy, while Daniel seemed entirely unfazed by what had just happened.

Daniel looked at him, his expression softening, and let out a short, relaxed laugh, like nothing out of the ordinary had occurred. “Relax, man. It’s all good. They’re just pictures. Help me get through lonely nights, you know how it is.”

With an easy motion, he slipped the wallet back into his pocket and turned to leave.

But before walking out, he paused at the doorway and, without looking back, said over his shoulder — his tone almost a warning:

“But don’t worry, man…”

A pause, heavy with irony.

“You haven’t seen the really wild ones.”

And then he was gone.

Oliver just stood there, in the middle of the garage, unsure if he should laugh or cry. The tension still hung in the air, and he couldn’t quite process what had just happened. But one thing was certain: he would never look at Daniel Ricciardo the same way again.

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yourlocalsmutwriter · 7 months ago

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F1 drivers get jealous about your crush

cw: suggestive and nsfw

#f1 x reader #f1 x you #f1 social media au #fernando alonso x you #f1 smut #f1 fanfic #f1 imagine #daniel ricciardo smau #daniel riccardo x reader #max verstappen x reader #max verstappen smau #oscar piastri x reader #oscar piastri smau #carlos sainz x reader #carlos sainz smau #fernando alonso smau #fernando alonso x reader #lando norris x reader #lando norris smau

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bunny-jpeg · 7 months ago

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kink-o-ween - day four

daniel riccicardo - cockwarming

cw: smut/pwp, cockwarming, size difference/kink, secret sex, semi-public sex, unprotected sex, daniel is horny (and needy), restaurant sex

kink-o-ween: formula one edition - call of duty edition

you knew daniel could seduce a habit off a nun. he was an inferno that buried deep into someone and made them hot all over. you were no exception. your beloved danny had a mean streak in his, at least sexually. as much as you tried to push back on the insatiable lust he carried in him, sometimes the allure of the driver was too much.

you were confident that this dinner together would go swimmingly. one date before you spent the entire summer in your apartment feeding into daniel's sexual desires. after weeks apart, he hungered for you. therefore, you were proud that you managed to hold him off to have one nice dinner together.

so why were your panties in your boyfriend's pocket?

the place was quiet on a tuesday evening, the moon hung large in the sky and the food was delicious. but the food tasted dull on daniel's tongue, he yearned for something more. the weight of your cotton panties in his pocket was heavier than the wallet next to it. when he went to wash his hands before dinner, he took them out and gave them a good sniff.

call him perverted, but being exhausted from the intensity of racing left him little time to sate his other urges. he was running on empty by the time the season break occurred. so call him a little antsy for some affection from his beautiful girlfriend of almost three years.

you were mostly alone, you had the privacy to let daniel's eyes wander across your form. the softness of your face, how your curves looked into the dress you wore. he wondered if he could take you apart over the table and no one would notice. or care enough to say anything. he had that kind of buying power.

but he knew you'd die of embarrassment. it was bad enough he had to forgo your panties for the evening. but something crossed his mind that would make both of you happy.

"babe." he said as he propped his elbows on the table and rested his chin across his interlocked fingers, "come here. i missed you too much, you feel so far away."

you looked up from your meal and raised your eyebrows, 'danny."

he pouted a little, showing those big brown eyes that seemed to touch the depths of your soul. you sighed before you got up, you went to his side of the table and held his face for a moment before he got you down on his lap. you could feel his erection straining against his slacks.

"danny, if we need to. we can do it in the car."

"it'll take too long. your dress should cover any activities we do here. just warm it up a little. get familiar again." he kissed at your neck before he fed you a piece of his meal, "please."

you got off of daniel's lap for a moment and thanks to the privacy of where you were seated, he was able to get his cock out of his slacks and with a little work you got yourself onto it. you clutched onto the side of the table as you felt the stretch. maybe you two were a little less familiar than when he left.

the skirt of your dress has enough volume to cover both of your laps, hiding your activities of the evening. you rested against him, while his cock remained pressed against the softest parts of you.

"this feels insane." you said softly, but daniel silenced you with a kiss on the lips. his hand in your hair for a moment. he tasted like the expensive cut of meat he was having for dinner. it tasted good, but you knew he'd forgo food for a month if it meant keeping his dick in you.

"don't worry, babe." he said as he kissed your nose, "just don't be too loud." he remarked as he held your face for a moment, "we'll share my dinner tonight."

it was hard to ignore the growing of warmth in your middle. daniel ricciardo's cock was inside of you at an expensive restaurant. you were enjoying food, wine and the familiar girth of your lover's cock in your slick pussy.

so much could go horribly wrong, but the way his cock nudged against your sweet spot made you almost choke on your wine. you covered your mouth with your elbow as you swallowed the tart liquid. the coughs that went through you caused your pussy to clench which made daniel hold your hip tightly.

"careful, beautiful." he said as he kissed your shoulder, "don't want to get me too excited." then leaned over you to cut another piece of his food. he slowly fed it to you and kept his gaze on you.

most would assume this was some lavish display of public affection. not daniel's need to feel as close to you as he could get. you could feel the heat rise in your body as you rocked your hips a little. his cock was snug in your, but it felt right.

you ate and after you swallowed, he brought you in for a kiss. everything felt over-saturated as you mind tried to focus on everything at once. the lust, the food, the setting. it was a lot.

but you snapped back in reality when you heard someone's voice nearby. you looked over and saw the poor waiter by the table.

"how is everything?"

daniel leaned back in his seat a little, not enough to show what he was doing under your skirt. he smiled, "everything is lovely. thank you so much. actually, if you can, may we get some more wine?" his smiled was confident, like all seven inches of him weren't shoved inside your poor pussy.

the waiter nodded, "of course. i have to ask, is the chair you were seated in okay, ma'am?" he turned his attention to you.

you blinked for a moment, feeling the gaze of the waiter and your boyfriend on you. you swallowed, it was sink or swim. play it cool or have your face in the headlines. you took your lover's hand and held it close to your chest, daniel could feel your rapid heartbeat, "of course! i just really missed my boyfriend so i thought his lap was better option tonight." you gave your own smile, hiding that your core was shaking.

daniel looked at the waiter once more, "we promise everything is perfect." he laughed, "thank you though." then watched the waiter nod and walk off to get you some more wine. when he was far enough away, daniel held onto your hips and rutted up a little further in your sweet pussy. it almost made you choke on your drink once more.

daniel pressed his chest against your back, he curved over you like a shadow, "amazing acting, beautiful. if i didn't feel your heartbeat, i would've called it a convincing performance." he took the napkin and pressed it at the corner of your lips, "next time i'll order you some white wine. this is the second time you've choked, babe. don't want to ruin this pretty dress. it hides everything."

"shut up." you groaned a little bit, but composed yourself when the waiter came back with two glasses of wine. you thanked the man before he walked away and did your best to keep yourself composed.

daniel was feeling good, he knew he wasn't going to last long. and while he couldn't make you finish as well. but he'd make it when you got home, he'd happily lay you out for hours and devour your sweet pussy. he shifted his hips a little bit to get that rush through his body. he continued to feed you his meal, your meal grew cold. but daniel was more than happy to share.

"you're so beautiful." he said, "i can tell you're all flustered. poor thing." he chuckled low in your ear. he feed you some of the vegetables and kissed your chin where a bit of the sauce from the vegetables ended up. tasted better on your skin.

he moved against you a little more, small shifts of his hips allowed for him to get a little more friction against you. you felt like a dream, to daniel it was heaven. he buried his face into the back of your shoulder as the fork in his hand trembled. he came inside of your pretty cunt.

he shuddered and deeply exhaled. it took all the focus in him not to moan. he kissed an exposed part of your arm and muttered, "i love you. oh fuck, i love you."

you craned your neck to look back at him and were met with a kiss. heat was high in your face and you fanned yourself with daniel's napkin before you slowly got up on shaky legs.

when your dress exposed his wet cock to the evening air, he was quick to put it back in his slacks. he adjusted himself and leaned forward in his chair once more. his hands were still shaky as he picked up the wine glass and took a careful sip.

you knew that this was only act one of tonight's sexual adventures. you hoped that the rest of the even was less public. the last thing you needed was your face on the front page tomorrow. daniel reached out for you and held your hand across the table.

"i have to say." he said, "next time i wonder how well your pussy would pair with this wine." he chuckled and held the glass up with his other hand.

you could've thrown your napkin at him. daniel ricciardo, your loving boyfriend, could be an insatiable sexual hound sometimes. <3

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mv1simp · 9 months ago

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I have heard your prayers dark!max simps, rejoice now and go forth in peace 🙏

What You Need ♥️

Max Verstappen x Friend’s Girlfriend!Reader

I got everything you want with me, I do everything he does times three. he’s what you want, what you want (I’m what you need)

You've just started dating Daniel and find yourself spending a lot of time with his old team mate, Max Verstappen - who's dark gaze and wandering hands always seem to be on you. It's okay though, Max cares for Daniel as a friend and by extension you too, right? You have no idea Max had already decided long ago you were the perfect girl...just not for Daniel, but for him instead.

Content includes: 18+ MDNI, smut, innocent virgin! reader, manipulative dark!max, size kink, cheating, very dubcon, somnophilia, drunk!reader, Daniel is a bad bf for plot, 4k WC

Max Verstappen stares at you across the crowded room, the dozens of drunk and dancing people at the house party he was at doing nothing to distract him. You’re giggling prettily at something a friend had said, lifting an almost empty wine bottle to your pink glossed lips and not noticing the heated gaze of the 3 time F1 world champion. As always. He tilts his head, a lion eyeing a baby deer, studying your profile and ignoring the attempts at conversation people make to him.

You’re a mystery to someone like Max - a guy who always has whatever he wanted. He drove the fastest cars in the world, fucked the hottest models, and lived in a penthouse in a city with the most expensive real estate. Everything he desired was at his fingertips - except you, Daniel's Riccardio's newest girl. He had no idea how his former team mate had found you amongst all the trashy influencers and plastic models in Monaco. You’d recently started coming to the paddock, quietly cheering on Daniel in his RB garage several spots down from Max's own first place spot - and that was where Max met you the first time. You were a natural beauty, so sweet and innocent, easily got along with the others on the grid, and were smart, too - studying to be a doctor. And to top it all of you didn't seem to even care that Max was Max Verstappen, world champion - which only intrigued him more.

The first time you talked was when his car had skidded out badly on the RedBull practice track, leaving a nasty cut on his forearm that you had patiently sutured and bandaged, sweetly explaining how to look after his wound with a concerned expression. You really were the perfect girl, and Max had decided right there and then that he had to have you for himself. You were wasted on Daniel - and besides, you two had barely started seeing each other a few weeks ago, just “casually” the Australian has said. Daniel was an idiot for not making it official with you. Ah well, all the more easier for Max to claim you instead.

But you never seemed to have eyes for anyone but Daniel, which perplexed the Dutchman to no end. Max was the one in first place, in the top team that every driver dreamed about, the richest and fastest one on the grid - while Daniel drove as a second rate RB driver, a shadow in the glory of its primary Red Bull team. Yet you'd be beaming at Daniel excitedly as he finished P12, while only shyly saying a brief congratulations to Max in P1 at the afterparty. Max was never one for losing, though - he just needed time to get you to give in and accept everything he could offer you. There was no way you would be happy with a 2nd rate driver - no, he knew what a diamond like you really wanted was someone like him. And it had been easy enough to be around you more and more under the guise of hanging out with Daniel.

Like that time he'd invited you both to his yacht for New Years'. He'd seen your eyes light up in awe at the luxurious vessel, and later than evening when everyone had gone to bed but you were still out admiring the stars, he easily came upto you, large hand grazing your back, standing a lot closer than one might to a girl his mate was dating.

He'd casually pulled a diamond choker out from his pocket and held it out to you on a thick finger. Your eyes had gotten wide at the beautiful gift - big, crystal clear jewels with a dangling pearl "M" in the centre. To say thank you for fixing my cut, he explained. And the M for your last name, right? You had blushed and stuttered uncomfortably at the romantic gift, refusing to accept it - Max, is this Cartier? Oh my god, how expensive was this?

Max joked that his hands were a multimillion asset and you deserved a fitting gift for saving them. Besides, it's rare in my line of work to meet someone so genuine who actually cares for me. You'll take it, right? Since we're friends now? You'd felt guilty at his pouting expression, hesitating but having no choice but to say yes - it was just a friendly thank you, after all, right? He stepped behind you to put it on, his lips brushing your ear as he bends down to your petite height. He doesn't miss the way you shiver at his touch and smirks as he traces a large palm along your neck before bringing the clasp together. Wow, Max, it's truly so beautiful, thank you, you breathe, entranced as you look at the jewels - Daniel was so lucky to have such a caring friend! You completely miss how Max gazes down your cute summery off-shoulder dress, his height behind you giving him the perfect view of your delicious tits - where a pearl M now dangles just above them. He feels a delicious satisfaction at the sight of you in his necklace, on his yacht, and within his arms. Yeah, it's beautiful, he agrees, smiling with just a touch of darkness. Looks great on you. You smile back innocently, not realising the M around your neck didn’t stand for your last name but rather for the M in Max.

Another time, you and Daniel had joined Max's extended group for a weekend retreat to St Tropez. Max hadn't seen you in a while, since you had been busy sitting final exams. But the wait had been worth it when he saw you in your cute little baby pink bikini and gold waist chain. And it had only gotten better when he found you later, dozing alone on a sunbed in the Spanish heat, your idiotic boyfriend nowhere in sight and leaving you unprotected to Max's predatory advances. You blinked your eyes open sleepily as Max set down a chilled G&T at your side. You thank him sweetly, too lazy to sit up properly and just lean over to suck up the refreshing drink from the straw, giving Max an enjoyable teaser of what you might look like sucking something else of his. Sorry I haven't been much fun, you say apologetically, especially after you've been so nice to invite me. I'm still catching up on sleep from my exams.

Max assures you not to worry about anything, telling you to nap to your hearts' content, making you giggle cutely. You look around, trying but failing to see Daniel and pout cutely when he's nowhere to be found. He'd promised to put sunscreen on my back, you explain, slumping back onto the comfy cushion with a yawn. I'm really sorry to bother you, Max, would you mind? I don't want to burn-

Max snatches up the golden opportunity, Don't worry, schat, he reassures, and you tiredly file a mental note to google that word later. I'll take good care of you. You smile at him gratefully, closing your eyes as he slowly rubs across your tantalizing caramel skin with his large, rough palms. You never notice how his steely blue eyes greedily roam up and down your body, but you do gasp in surprise when he slowly undoes one of your bikini strings, turning to look back at him - just have to get under them to apply it properly, sorry, you're a little burnt here, Max’s apology sounds so sincere that you say Oh, of course, turning back around and feeling silly for getting worried. So you don't question him further when he undoes the other set of strings on your bikini top, your back now completely exposed for him, and his warm palms feel sooo good against your aching muscles that you accidentally let out a moan. This time you hastily apologize but Max chuckles, saying your shoulders carried the tension of a hostile terrorist-hostage situation. He offers to give you a hand with a deep muscle relaxation massage he uses.

You hesitate, not sure if this is pushing the boundaries of what's okay, but when Max says that he does this for Daniel all the time, you relax, surely Daniel wouldn't mind then, right? It's all too easy to fall back into a light sleep as Max continues to rub the stress out of your sensitive little body, his hands so much larger and stronger than your boyfriends’ that it makes you feel reallyyy good in places you didn’t know you could be. You're too content to care when Max's touches drift down your sides, grazing against the full swell of your tits, or when he goes lower, and lower, and your bikini bottoms are now undone and he's squeezing across your juicy ass, making you moan sweetly while half asleep. You're completely soft and relaxed underneath him, forgetting that your own boyfriend hasn't yet touched you in the intimate places Max now had. If you had looked back you would have seen Max lazily stroking his erect, big cock as he stood over you, taking some pictures for later as he spreads your pliant chubby thighs and zooms in on the wet slick that had started to gather in between your legs and drip down then. Smirking to himself with the proof that your body was so affected by him, he jerks himself off with rapid pumps, breathing heavily as he shoots a large load of hot, white streaks all over your tan ass. You hmmm at the feeling, jiggling your hips, but don’t bother fully awaking to investigate as Max huskily leans down and whispers in your ear that you just needed a bit more cream there, sweetheart.

You nod, settling back into a comfortable sleep as Max rubs his cum all over your ass territorially, smirking darkly at how innocent you were. By the time Daniel returns to your side, he finds you still snoozing peacefully, your bikini tied back up in perfect little bows and Max long gone.

As the days went on you found yourself more and more in the company of Max, and you couldn’t deny the flutter you felt sometimes now when you looked at the older Dutch man. He was so handsome, so generous, and so considerate of you - so much more than Daniel was - and you felt immensely guilty at the disloyal thoughts that would spring up. Especially since Max was just being a good friend to you but you were starting to develop all sorts of inappropriate feelings. One training weekend you decided to be a good girlfriend and took a freshly packed homemade lunch down to the Redbull track to energize your boyfriend.

Max caught sight of you first, and easily fed Daniel some bullshit about the RB social manager needing him to review an insta post - just on the other side of the track. By the time you walked into the garage it was just Max, who told you that Daniel had gone out for lunch, actually, one of his friends was in town. That French model, I think? Oh! Yep, the one who was in Vogue last month.

He didn’t miss the flicker of uneasiness that spread onto your face as you were informed your boyfriend was out on a lunch date with a model. Oh, you say, feeling insecure and stupid that you’d come all the way here - but Max easily wraps a strong, comforting arm around your shoulders and reassures you, insisting that you join him for lunch instead and surely come for a ride, yeah?

He completely takes your mind off your worries by speeding you around in his racecar on a hot lap, and you’re screaming in pure excitement and delight, one hand automatically grabbing his large thigh. He’s so much faster and smoother than Daniel, and you bite your lip as you watch him sexily manoeuvre through tight corners. Afterwards, your stomach is all queasy from the speed and he laughs and helps you out of the car, and you end up having a picnic by the waterfront with your homemade grilled sandwiches and slices of lemon cake. God, this is so good, Max moans as he scoffs down a second slice. You’ve completely ruined my diet. Daniel’s so stupid to miss out on a lunch like this. If you were my girlfriend, I’d never spend a meal away.

You blush at his words, feeling flattered but also a little on edge - it was a bit strange of Max to wonder what it would be like dating you when you’re dating his friend, right? You pick at the grass, suddenly avoiding his gaze and feeling guilty again. Max notices immediately, eyes narrowing, but changes the topic to ask about how your studies were going to which you respond enthusiastically. Afterwards, you thank Max for being such a caring friend and knowing just how to cheer you up. You miss how his jaw clenches at the word "friend", because he would much rather be known as your boyfriend - or preferably, husband.

Later, for good measure, because he never did things half heartedly, he asks his good friend - the French model on the Vogue cover last month - to swing by the RB station and greet Daniel, his mate who’s a big fan and would love to meet her. Conveniently, the paparazzi just happen to capture the moment when she kisses his cheek, and within hours the photos have blown up about Daniel's latest fling and you’re being sent it by all your friends. It leads to a huge fight between you and Daniel, making you storm off only to end up calling Max, crying and apologising but asking if he would pick you up. He’s all too eager, arriving within minutes in his sleek Aston Martin, all comforting and warm as you sob into his secure chest and he presses a gentle kiss to your forehead. But despite it all you still shakily smile and thank him, saying you should head back and work it out with Daniel. You were just too sweet and loving for your own good. Max needed to step up his game plan - if it wasn't money, status or his charm, how would he sway you into his arms?

The final piece of the puzzle came together at the Barcelona Grand Prix. The Redbull and RB drivers all happened to be sharing a hotel that weekend, and as Max is walking back to his room one night he hears moaning coming from Daniel’s room - the one that he knows you’re sharing with him. Being the perv he is, Max doesn’t hesitate to crack open the shared ensuite door and see his naked ex-teammate rutting up against your plump ass, sliding his small dick back and forth between your asscheeks as you lay on your stomach - fully clothed in a shorts pajamas set, looking almost bored. Confused, Max tries to figure out what the fuck you’re doing - only to get his answer when Daniel pathetically whines please, honey, please can I take these off, I want to be inside you-

No! You snap at him, turning to face him with a glare. I told you, I’m saving my virginity for marriage. Stop asking me. This is all you get.

Oh, shit. You were a fucking virgin? Max’s jaw is practically on the floor and it takes him a few minutes to collect himself before he quietly closes the door and leaves to ponder on this new information. You really were the perfect girl for him. He was going to claim you in every sense of the word - until no one had any doubt about who you belonged to. He smirked, already hatching up a diabolical plan.

And that was how Max now found his gaze fixed at you, barely a week later, at this house party where you’d clearly had too much to drink. Swiping his phone out his pocket, he shoots a text to his very helpful friend the Vogue model again - this time asking her to help out a certain Australian driver who was quite sexually frustrated at the moment. Having sorted out the issue of your boyfriend for the time being, Max strides over to you, who’s now all alone in the kitchen messily trying to pour another drink. You’re dressed in the cutest little pleated miniskirt, stumbling on matching kitten heels, and Max feels all the blood rush to his cock as he sees you’re wearing the diamond choker he gifted you.

You haven’t seen him yet so he comes up behind you, guiding your hands to pour the drink smoothly. You giggle, assuming your boyfriend has arrived, and rub your ass against his crotch. Daniel! You exclaim happily, turning around and burying yourself in the Redbull hoodie he wore. Mmmh, baby, you’re here! You love when he wears this hoodie, because sometimes you like to cuddle it and wonder - just for a few seconds! - if it was Max's arms around you instead. Not that you'd ever admit these illicit thoughts to either party.

Meanwhile, Max’s eye twitches at the insult of being called the name of his supbar ex-teammate, but then you’re rubbing your pink nails all over his shoulders and back and pressing your soft, curvy body against his much larger frame and drunkly whispering have you been working out? You’re sooo much bigger and musclier than I remember you being, it’s super hot!

Max can’t help chucking at your cute antics, telling you let’s go somewhere more quiet, baby. Grabbing your drinks, he easily tosses you over his shoulder and exits out the back door to avoid your friends, slapping your ass for good measure as your miniskirt rises up, making you yelp in excitement. He definitely must have been working out because you can't ever remember when he has lifted you so easily before! He leads you into the dark and empty pool house, well and truly away from any prying eyes.

Throwing you onto the plush sofa, he purposely leaves the lights off as you squint up to see his dark, tall silhouette. You whine for him to come closer, asking where did the music gooo and after connecting to the speakers he drops down next to you. You climb eagerly onto his lap, excitedly yapping about how much you love this Redbull hoodie. His large hands automatically come up to rest on your ass, thick fingers sliding underneath your miniskirt and pulling your thong to the side as he begins teasing your slit. You instinctively grind against his leg, pushing back against his fingers, cause wow, baby, when did you get so good at this? You meet his eyes finally when you lean in to kiss him and you squeal in surprise as you realise just who you’re desperately humping. Mmmh-Max?!? Ohmygod what are you doing here-

Max is immediately annoyed that you seem to have come to your senses, but as you begin to pull away, he hatches a new plan. I just came to tell you the bad news myself, schat, he says earnestly. You’re confused at what he means but he pulls up his messages and shows you a video (his friend works very fast, after all) that has you recoiling in disgust. But Max makes sure that you see every second of it - of the French model filming Daniel’s pathetic scrunched up face as she rides him into oblivion, him moaning please can I come, mommy?

Max has to resist his snort. Fucking pathetic. You could do so much better - with him. Sorry you had to hear it like this, Max lies through his teeth, not sorry one bit, I just wanted you to hear it from me and not the news outlet. But you just climbed on top of me and began doing all this and I couldn’t stop it-

His guilt trip works perfectly and you’re back to bouncing in his lap, teary eyes, saying I’m so sorry Maxie, that’s all my fault, I thought you were Daniel but I guess we’re broken up now, can I make it up to you? What can I do?

Bingo. Tilting his head, Max smirks darkly at you. Can you just use your lips to drain some of the stress, baby? It got all tense cause of your grinding. You widen your brown doe eyes, confused but he just guides you down with a strong hand to sit on your plump ass in between his legs. My lips? You say breathlessly, and Max nods, guiding your head to his crotch as you immediately start sucking on his straining bulge. Like-like this Maxie? You ask innocently, voice muffled. Not quite, Max strains through gritted teeth. Unzipping himself, he guides his thick length out against to rest against your face with a thwack. Your eyes go wide at the size. Maxie is much, much bigger than your boyfriend.

Ex, the world champion corrects, as you accidentally say it out loud. He’s just an ex now. Now, you going to be a good girl and clean up the mess you made?

You nod obediently and sloppily take him into your mouth, choking and gagging as you go. Max moans blissfully as he finally has you, angling his flash onto your face - just to help you see what you’re doing, he lies sweetly - whilst recording the filthy blowjob he’s tricked you into performing. You moan around his length, Max is always so thoughtful towards you! You’re determined to clear up any ounce of tension your earlier actions had caused him - not noticing that his cock is only getting harder as you coat with it your saliva and lip gloss.

Swearing at your eager mouth and nearly finishing early, Max sadly has to put an end to this as he has other plans in store. He manhandles you again, this time carrying you in his arms up the stairs and tossing you onto the bed. Before you can orient yourself he’s yanked his clothes off and climbed on top of you, asking you to open your mouth wide so he can check you’ve drained him properly. You do so dumbly, and Max messily spits before shoving his thick tongue down your throat as you start moaning again. Mmh, don’t think you got it all, sweetheart. Max says disapprovingly. Plus, you made me all messy with your lipgloss. How am I going to go back to the party like this, huh?

You go teary eyed again at the demanding tone, anxious you’d made Max mad. You beg to suck him off again, promising you’d lick up all the mess this time, but he sighs, running his hands through his hair and saying not enough, think I need to relieve it a different way. You nod eagerly, whatever you need Maxie, but squeal in suprise when he grabs your ankles and lifts your legs up over his shoulder, flipping your skirt up and ripping your panties in half to expose your dripping pussy. Maxie- Ohmygod, what are you doing, is this really- you’re babbling frantically, hearing a voice at the back of your mind tell you Max was taking this too far.

Max cooes words of reassurance at you, Shhh schat, this is the only way to feel better, okay? You’ll help me out, right? After I helped you?

You hesitate but give in, unable to resist your growing desire for the handsome driver. He grins cockily at you, leaning down and lapping at your intimate parts with his skilled tongue, saying he just needed to make sure you were all relaxed first before he started. You feel bad that you’re enjoying it this much, since Max has to do all the work himself, but it feels soo good, and you moan Max’s name over and over as he starts sliding his fat aching cock in between your slick folds.

Almost there, baby, he hisses, sweat running down his back as he yanks your crop top off, leaving you in the sparkly choker with his initial across your heaving tits. He turns the camera back onto your blissed out face again, wanting to capture the expression on your face when he enters you for the first time. You smile back adoringly with your doe eyes, unaware of just how long of a night he had in store for you or how many times you would come apart on his cock, your precious virginity now all his.

And the next morning when you’d arrive on the paddock, meekly walking past the RB garage and straight into Max’s Redbull motor home, he would reply to Daniel’s confused texts with a picture of his hand across your bejeweled throat, hickeys littering your tits, so that there would be no more questions about what you were doing at Max’s side. Just how you were always meant to be ❤️‍🔥

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A/N: GUYS I need to write some fluff after this I feel like I’ve objectified this poor man with like 7 straight smut stories in a row omllll

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makaylaxshelby · 1 month ago

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GIVING THEM SILLY NICKNAMES

warnings: mild sexual innuendos

drivers: lando norris, charles leclerc, max verstappen, carlos sainz, daniel ricciardo

a/n: my requests are open ♥️

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tommydarlings · 6 months ago

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sweet little devil | m.v

pairing: dark!max verstappen ; dom!daniel ricciardo ; dom!carlos sainz ; dom!charles leclerc ; sub!lando norris x sub!bimbo!reader

warnings: manipulation, possessive behaviour, cheating, smut, fivesome, chocking, dacryphilia, gagging, cum on face, marking somebody up (hickeys), double penetration, voyeurism kink, exhibitionism kink, face fucking, spitting, overstimulation, pussy eating, mention of boners

w/c: 5.7k

summary: Usually max is very possessive and doesn’t share you with anybody…but he’s willing to change that and let some of the other drivers experiment with you a bit — but only right in front of his eyes.

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You were mainly known around the paddock for being max verstappen's girlfriend but you were also known for being very friendly and helpful to others, including the other drivers.

Something you didn’t pay much attention to, but max certainly did. And it made his blood boil more than anything else.

You were casually talking to Lando and Carlos, asking them some things about the upcoming races and their plans for each country while max, your dear boyfriend, watched the three of you from the redbull garage.

He watched how you adjusted the dark blue redbull cap with the big number '1' on your head, smirking proudly to himself before he noticed his Carlos took a step closer to your figure…

It was probably just to hear you better since there were lots of chaos and noises doing around at the moment, but to max it didn’t look like that, not at all.

The young redbull driver clenched his fist, his eyes focused on the few centimetres that separated you from Carlos, Lando also mindlessly scanning your figure in your gorgeous, new white dress that max gifted you.

Suddenly, you got a text message — suprisingly from your own boyfriend who just stood a few feet away from you,

'Why don’t you step a few steps backwards so you’re not too close to the boys, hmm? You seem a bit too close to them in my opinion, angel.'

You gulped before you quickly put your phone in your bag again and took a couple of steps backwards, kindly smiling at the two drivers as they continued talking to you.

Max chuckled quietly to himself, also putting his phone away again.

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“Oh my god, I should have really brought a jacket!“ you laughed, covering yourself with your cold arms, sadly only wearing a dark blue, rather short dress.

Alex, Charles girlfriend, looked at you with with a typical drunk but gorgeous smile until she looked at the red Ferrari stopping right in front of you two,

“Baby! Charlie, baby! Finally you’re here!“ she ran over to him, throwing her arms around his neck while Charles kissed her neck and cheek a couple of times before he looked at you,

“Gosh y/n, you’re shivering,“ he walked over to you, his arm around Alex's waist, “here… take my jacket, I’m pretty sure that max should be here any minute, Alex and I can wait for those couple of minutes, alright?“

You smiled kindly at Charles as he handed you his black jacket, “thank you so much, Charles.”

The Ferrari driver only nodded with a tiny grin as you put the jacket on your body, talking to you and his girlfriend a bit before your boyfriend finally arrived, parking right in front of Charles's Ferrari.

Max stepped out of the car, lightly slamming his door shut as he looked at you and the unfamiliar piece of clothing you wore all of a sudden,

“What are you wearing there? Who’s jacket is that? That’s not m-”

“Relax, max,“ Charles laughed at max possessive behaviour but max didn’t even crack a smile, quickly walking over to you and ripping the jacket off of your body, handing it without any readable facial expression to his friend before he swiftly removed his own black jacket, draping it quickly over your shoulders.

“You’re still cold, aren’t you? You’re all shaky, baby,“ max mumbled to you, ignoring the slightly suspicious gazes that Alex and Charles threw at him.

Charles cleared his throat, “uhm, just so you know… I offered her the jacket, she did not like notice it and immediately put it on, you know?“

Max looked with narrowed eyes at Charles before he looked back at you, “and you accepted his jacket? Why? I am your boyfriend, couldn’t you have just waited a few more minutes for me to arrive?“ he chuckled almost nervously.

You gulped before you shot a tiny smile into Charles and Alex's direction before your boyfriend put his hand onto your lower back, guiding you quickly to his car with a stern gaze.

“Get in. now,“ he ordered quietly as he opened the passenger door for you, his tone taking you by surprise.

You hoped into the car, quickly putting your seatbelt on while max already started the car, “wearing another man's jacket while I’m on the way to pick her up, having my own jacket perfectly ready for her,“ he mumbled to himself, shaking his head.

— — —

Max was fed up.

The last couple of days, you’ve been acting all nice and sweet towards the other drivers, joking around with Carlos and Lando, eating your breakfast at the hotel with Charles and just simply messing around with Daniel.

And max was not happy about it. And now he has reached his breaking point.

“Baby? Can you come here for a second?“ max asked you as you just got ready to go out for dinner with him and a couple of other drivers plus their girlfriend’s.

You looked at him, turning your eyes away from the mirror in the bathroom, “why?“

He adjusted his position on the bed, looking down at his phone before he put it on the bedside table, “just… C’mere, okay?“ he replied in a bit of a snarky tone.

With slowly and almost careful steps, you walked towards him, leaving the bathroom and entering the bedroom.

“Yes, maxie?“ you mumbled, adjusting your little red dress on your body.

“I have something prepared for you tonight, a little surprise,“ he smiled up at, making you frown, “A suprise? What surprise, baby?“

Max ran his hands through his hair, glancing at his phone before he looked back up at you, “yes, my love… a little surprise for my favourite, pretty girl,“ he caressed your hip with his hand, still occasionally glancing at his phone.

But before you could take a look at his phone as well, your boyfriend spoke up again,

“You can come in,“ max called out in a rather loud tone, making you furrow your brows.

And only seconds later, Daniel, Carlos, Charles and Lando entered the room, looking calm but also… excited?

You turned around, looking with a confused facial expression at the four other drivers, briefly shooting them a kind smile before you looked back at max who now stood up, standing in his full height in front of you.

“Max, why are they here? I thought we're going to the restaurant with them now,“ you asked your boyfriend in a hush tone, making him chuckle.

You laid your eyes back on the other drivers, catching them red handed how they were just checking you out.

“Why is nobody saying anything? Are we gonna walk to the restaurant together?“ you smiled at them, adjusting your dress, glancing back up at max.

But he only shook his head, squeezing your hips with his big hands, “I sadly had to cancel out reservation, sweetheart,“ he sighed, Daniel, Carlos, Charles and Lando slowly stepping closer to you from behind.

You furrowed your brows, looking a bit sad about the fact that you won’t be going to dinner with the others tonight,

“What? Why? Did something more important come up?“ you batted your eyelashes innocently up at your man.

The redbull driver slowly nodded, still smiling softly at you, “yes, baby… something way more important,“ he whispered before glancing with way darker eyes at his rivals, almost as if he tried to tell them something with his gaze.

Suddenly, daniel started putting his hands onto the straps of your dress from behind, Carlos, Lando and Charles watching how their rival put his hands onto the girlfriend of their friend,

You glanced at Daniel with wide eyes but you couldn’t get a single word out, quickly looking back up at your boyfriend with furrowed brows,

“M-Max?“ you mumbled before you felt Daniel slowly sliding the straps of your dress down, exposing more and more of your skin.

But max only had his eyes on Daniel before he glanced at the three other drivers, nodding at them before they also put their big palms on you.

Carlos completely removing your dress while lando already lightly kissed your neck and shoulder, Charles stepping in front of you next to max, his fingers gliding down your chest towards your panties, playing lazily with the waistband of them.

“Take them off of her,“ max mumbled to Charles, Daniel and Lando each kissing your neck and shoulders while Carlos started to open his pants, Charles removing your panties, quickly stuffing them into the back pocket of his pants.

You looked at each driver with wide and slightly teary eyes, not knowing what to do or say.

Carlos and Charles both stepped in front of you after max took a couple step backwards, barely even looking at you as the two Ferrari drivers freed their big erections, slowly palming themselves, their dark eyes fixated on your naked figure.

Charles cleared his throat, “Go on your knees for us, c‘mon,“ he sounded so demanding, taking you by surprise.

You briefly gulped and also looked at Carlos who looked like he was ready to jump on you any second, scaring you a bit before you quickly got down onto your knees.

You looked over to max, “max… wh-”

“Shhh, baby… no need to talk right now, just open your mouth and let us use it for a bit, okay? You don’t need to worry about your boyfriend now, yeah?“ Daniel whispered from behind before lando bend down behind you and removed the hair tie that you always have around your wrist.

You looked up at the McLaren driver with a confused facial expression before you looked back up and Charles and Carlos who looked like they got quite impatient by now.

And then you slowly dared to open your mouth, expecting to either be filled up by Charles or Carlos but no… both of them suddenly stuffed your tiny mouth with their big cocks, forcing you to gag.

“Shh, it’s okay, darling…“ Charles comforted you while Carlos only squeezed his eyes shut and threw his head back, groaning deeply as he just shoved himself further down your throat.

You looked up at both of them with teary eyes while lando gathered your hair in his hands from behind and put them into a ponytail.

You whined and occasionally glanced at max who seemed unbothered by all of this, Charles and Carlos now switching between stuffing each of their thick dicks into your mouth, right after Carlos shoved his length down your throat, Charles grabbed your head and forced you to take his entire length, making you squeeze your eyes shut and whine loudly.

“She can’t take that much yet… I’m still training her,“ max mumbled to the other drivers as he watched all of you closely.

Daniel scoffed behind you as he got onto his knees, putting his hand around your throat and squeezing it, lightly chocking you, “seriously? You’ve been dating her for over 4 months now and she still can’t take your entire cock down her throat?“ he shook his head.

You gasped around Charles's cock as lando suddenly spat on his fingertips and slowly started to rub your pearly clit from behind, his lip still grazing your neck and shoulder as he left wet open-mouthed kisses there.

Max shot a glare at Daniel, “you shut up Mr. Honeybadger, I can do with my girl whatever I please and I bet that after tonight, she’ll be able to take way more than before so stop complaining,“ he replied in a snarky tone.

You continued gagging around Charles cock before he pulled himself out of your mouth and let his teammate, Carlos, roughly grab the back of your head and force you to take him entirely, making you loudly gag and cry out, the first tears streaming down your hallowed cheeks.

Lando briefly looked with a worried gaze at max, “don’t worry mate, she’s basically always crying, that’s normal,“ your boyfriend told his friend while the McLaren driver continued to rub your wet clit, forcing satisfied moans out of your stuffed mouth.

You really struggled with your breathing since Daniel was still mercilessly chocking you, gripping your throat harder and harder by every second that went by.

“Oh f-fuck I’m gonna cum,“ Carlos threw his head back while Charles started jerking himself off, his lustful eyes staring down at your glistening mouth, Daniel was gently kissing your tears away by now, “just open your mouth and stick your tongue out baby, so they can both enjoy it,“ the Australien driver whispered into your ear from behind.

And moments later, you quickly opened your mouth and sticked your tongue out, feeling both of the Ferrari drivers decorating not only your tongue but basically your whole face with their release.

The view was for all of the boys like a sick dream come true, you on your knees with cum on your face that’s not even your boyfriends while another men, who also doesn't identifies as your boyfriend, is making you shake and jolt forward with his hand between your trembling legs.

“Fucking hell lando, just like that,“ max mumbled as he closely watched how lando's hand between your legs drove you into utter madness,

Max looked back at you, “Is lando gonna make you cum?“

Daniel briefly squeezed your throat, silently telling you to answer him as lando began to slowly and gently kiss your shoulder, leaving some marks there and then.

You gulped before you swiftly nodded, panting heavily as you squeezed your eyes shut, jolting more and more forward, “y-yes!“ you cried out.

The last thing you noticed as you looked up into max direction, was him slowly touching himself through his jeans while the two Ferrari drivers continued watching you with dark eyes, their big hands also wrapped around themselves.

“God she looks beautiful when she’s shaking and crying out like that,“ Charles mumbled deeply as he bend down and brushed some hair out of your sweaty and cum covered face.

You looked up at Charles with wide and teary eyes as you tried your best to calm down, Carlos didn’t really care about you needing to calm down, he simply leaned forward and smeared his cum all over your lips and cheeks, decorating your face even more.

“Let her catch her b-” Lando looked up at Carlos but the Ferrari driver shook his head,

“She doesn’t need to catch her breath because we’re gonna continue anyway, aren’t we?“ he looked over to max who was still mindlessly pleasuring himself through his jeans.

Daniel lightly pulled on your hair to get more access to your neck and shoulders before he started kissing and sucking your neck, purposely creating some pretty visible marks.

Lando gulped as he watched Daniel decorate the left side of your neck, “are we allowed to mark her?“ Lando glanced at max.

Charles and Carlos both chuckled at lando‘s shy and quiet demeanor, both of their fingertips running along your dirty face.

“I told you that during those thirty minutes you can do anything you want with her… if you wanna mark her up, then mark her up,“ max shrugged carelessly.

After some more deep breaths and some more marks created by Lando and Daniel on your neck, Carlos grabbed your upper arm and swiftly pulled you up to stand on your wobbly legs while Charles laid on his back on the bed, getting comfortable.

“Get on top of him, baby,“ Carlos whispered as he guided you on top of his teammate since you were still a bit far gone.

You nodded and gulped nervously as you crawled tiredly on top of Charles while Carlos got onto his knees on the bed behind your still trembling figure.

Daniel and Lando both stood up and watched how Charles and Carlos both lined themselves up with your holes.

Then, max spoke up, “just for you information boys, if you really want to double penetrate her now, you have to hold her hand and 'shh' her or at least somehow comfort her or she won’t loosen up, alright? Seriously…“

The other drivers all nodded at max before Charles and Carlos both slowly entered you, making you gasp and almost scream in pleasure and pain.

“Oh fuck!“ you screamed while Charles ran his fingers softly along your arms,

“Shhh,“ Charles looked up at you with his typical puppy dog eyes, just a bit darker, “it’s okay, we’re all here for you, alright?“ he whispered.

You nodded along his words while you felt carlos squeezing your hips, his thumbs caressing the skin of your ass as he groaned deeply, his eyes trained on how you’re trying your best to take both of the drivers at the same time.

“She’s doing really well,“ Daniel mumbled as max watched all of you closely as well while lando’s eyes grew darker as he stood next to the bed and jerked himself off, moaning and whimpering occasionally.

Max cleared his throat, “Daniel.“

The Australien driver glanced at the Dutch one, his hand also jerking himself off, “yeah?“ he mumbled before he put his eyes right back onto the three of you on the bed, glaring shamelessly at your stretching holes.

Max sighed as he continued looking at you even thought he clearly acknowledged Daniel’s quiet answer, “Fuck her mouth.“

Daniel gulped while the Ferrari drivers continued stretching both of your holes out, Lando still busying himself by jerking himself off to the sinful show in front of him, whimpering and bucking his hips occasionally.

But after some time, Daniel walked over to you so he was standing right in front of your face, his big and veiny hands already grabbing your hair,

“Open your mouth baby, c'mon,“ he tapped your trembling bottom lip with his thumb and you immediately obeyed.

As soon as you opened your mouth for him, he fisted your hair and slowly filled your tiny mouth up, stuffing your throat with his cock while Charles and Carlos were still fucking you senseless but in a rather careful way, not wanting to completely ruin you… yet.

Obviously, you immediately gagged around Daniel’s cock, you couldn’t deny that he wasn’t big because he was.

You glanced up at him with your tear and cum stained face, your salty tears dropping down onto his erection that’s stuffed in your mouth, making Daniel bite his lip, “god, just like that.“

Max chuckled at his friends reaction, Charles and Carlos also cracking a smile, “I know right? Her mouth is so warm and her throat‘s just so tight, am I right, baby?“ Charles asked you quietly with a smirk, his big hand caressing your messy cheek.

Daniel nodded with a deep chuckle as well, “fuck max, you weren’t lying when you told us that she can suck cock like an angel,“ Daniel licked his lips before he looked down at you with dark eyes.

Your boyfriend quickly unbuckled his belt and freed his big and leaking cock, immediately jerking himself off, his dark pupils switching between your wet holes and your poor mouth.

You tried your best to breath through your nose while you continued gagging there and then on Daniel’s cock, your teary eyes slowly falling shut as your cries got louder.

Charles leaned forward and slowly kissed and lightly bit your jaw before he went further down and started creating more hickeys next to the already existing ones from Daniel and Lando.

In the meanwhile, Carlos also leaned forward and placed featherlight kisses on your shoulder blades, there and then also creating some small hickeys, admiring them for a few seconds before he searched for another spot on your shoulders or back that he could decorate.

As soon as you opened your eyes again, you immediately stared up at Lando with your big teary doe eyes, your entire body jolting forward as the two Ferrari drivers groaned and panted heavily — and Lando reached his limit.

The Brit's whole shook with pure pleasure as he quickly crumbled onto the floor, his big and veiny hand shaking as he couldn’t stop jerking himself off, his whimpers and moans not stopping, not even when he already seemed to calm down from his probably most intense orgasm ever.

You grinned a bit around Daniel’s cock as you watched Lando crumble like that simply because of the look you gave him — Daniel briefly turned his head to glance at his exhausted friend on the floor, chuckling deeply while he continued gently but firmly fucking your tiny and warm mouth.

“See what you did to him, angel?“ Daniel raised his brows at you while the others chuckled as well, “that’s exactly what you’re doing to all of us, little one,“ he caressed your soft cheek before he suddenly put both of his strong arms around your head, unintentionally flexing his biceps in the process while he mercilessly forced you to choke and unstoppably gag on his cock.

You squeezed your eyes shut and whined in a high pitched tone as you fisted the bedsheets, your knuckles already turning white as you heard your boyfriend sigh loudly from the other end of the room,

“Told you to be a bit more careful, danny,“ max told him, his big hand still going up and down in his slick dick, his eyes staying right on your mouth though.

But Daniel didn’t even listen at that moment, he just focused on releasing his semen right onto your tongue and down your throat, his dark eyes squeezed shut while he took deep breaths to calm down again.

After he opened his eyes and glanced down at your messy and fucked out face, he grinned widely and caressed your cheek, his thumb running along your plumb bottom lip,

“Have you swallowed?“ Daniel asked with raised brows, obviously hoping for only one specific answer.

You gulped before you nodded, trying your best to look up into his eyes, the fact that both Ferrari drivers still fucked your already stretched out holes making that a bit more difficult.

Daniel nodded along, “all of it?“

You nodded again before he tapped your bottom lip, immediately making you open your mouth and show him your empty tongue.

“Good girl,“ he smiled before he bend down and kissed the top of your head, then your boyfriend who there and then released some growls and whimpers suddenly spoke up,

“I told you to be more careful with her when you guys are already forcing her to take so much at once,“ max said in a harsh tone as Daniel.

While Daniel glanced at him, you couldn’t even look at your boyfriend, your eyes squeezed shut and loud cries and moans leaving your mouth as you felt close to your orgasm.

Daniel sighed and rolled his eyes, “No, you told Charles and Carlos that they should comfort her when they double penetrate her, I just fucked her mouth,“ he shrugged.

Max glanced at your shaking figure, “One of you two rub her clit,“ he spoke to Carlos and Charles before he looked back up at Daniel who was already back to jerking himself off again while he clearly enjoyed watching the little show in front of him.

“That was directed towards all of you,“ max said in an almost strict tone to Daniel before your screaming stopped the little argument between your boyfriend and the man that just fucked your face.

Daniel bend down and continued caressing your jaw and cheek as you squeezed your eyes shut again and screamed at the things you were feeling as soon as Charles reached down to rub your pearly clit.

You took deep breaths, tears staining your hot face as your whole body shook — Daniel, Lando and max watching you closely while Charles and Carlos also panted heavily with their eyes closed.

“It’s okay,“ Daniel nodded before he pecked your forehead, his hands gently intertwining themselves with the roots of your messed up hair, “let it all out.“

Lando slowly sat up and nodded along Daniel’s words and as soon as Daniel noticed that Lando obviously wanted to be closer to you again, he scooted to the side and let him take a closer look at your jolting figures and clearly fucked out face.

Daniel bit his lip as he continued stroking your left cheek while Lando’s eyes were widely open, staring at you with an unbelievably amount of lust and desire, making max smirk as he watched the two boys being in a sort of trance by watching his girlfriend.

“You want something lando?“ max asked his friend with a grin.

Lando glanced over at max before he gulped almost nervously, looking back at you, “Uhm, no… I would just,“ he bit his lip as he glanced down at your pussy which he was sadly barrels able to see due to the position and the two men that currently had you on the brink of orgasming.

“You would just what?“ Daniel smirked at Lando, curious to hear his wish.

Lando cleared his throat, “I would just like to taste her,“ he gulped, glancing over at Daniel.

Max raised his brows and whistled loudly, even startling you a bit even though you were a shaking, crying and panting mess by now, feeling closer to the best orgasm you probably ever had.

As soon as lando looked at max, he spoke up in a loud and deep tone, “If you want lick her pussy, you turn towards me and ask me and not Daniel, okay? He had his turn already.“

Lando nodded wildly, “sorry,“ he mumbled before they all turned their heads to look at you again, biting their bottom lips as their palms creeped towards their big erections.

You glanced down at Charles, your sobs not getting quieter as Carlos's thrust got harsher while Charles caressed your shaking arm,

“Shh, it’s okay..“ he nodded while you were only able to hear Carlos groaning and cursing in either English or Spanish.

Daniel brushed some loose strands of hair out of your face as your eyes rolled into the back of your head, your whole poor body shaking as your orgasm clearly took your whole body over,

“Oh god!“ you cried out as you released all over the two Ferrari drivers, Carlos squeezed your hips in a merciless way, most probably leaving two pretty handprints behind while continued rubbing your clit with his fingers, his other hand squeezing your upper arm as he squeezed his eyes shut and cursed as well.

“Merde bébé, tu te sens si bien avec nous!“ Shit, baby, you feel so good around us!

“Oh dios, ten piedad, eso fue tan jodidamente bueno.“ Oh god have mercy, that was so fucking good.

You didn’t even notice anymore how Charles and Carlos removed themselves from your stretched out holes, you only briefly noticed how Carlos sat you up positioned your limp body against him so your back was touching his chest, your glistening pussy on full display.

Max cleared his throat, “Good — now you can have your little taste Lando,“ your boyfriend mumbled with an approving nod, making lando's eyes widen before he nodded eagerly.

Charles got onto his knees next to Daniel as lando scooted in the middle so his face was right in front of your pussy.

Carlos and Charles spread your legs further before Lando slowly let his tongue glide over your cunt, making you jump and squeak.

“N-No!“ you shook your head as Carlos quickly caught your wrists and held them forcefully behind your back so you couldn’t move, “Please n-no, I can’t anymore!“ you whined loudly.

Max smiled and shook his head, knowing that as long as you don’t say the safe word, you are perfectly able to take more…

Daniel jerked himself off while he kept a close eye on your teary and messy face.

Carlos watched Lando eat your cunt over your shoulder while Charles tried his best to also jerk himself off, his other hand spreading your leg widely apart for Lando.

“Mhmm, how does it taste?“ Daniel asked with a grin as he watched Lando who immediately hummed into your pussy and smiled.

The British driver sucked for a few more seconds on your clit and lapped your juice up at your entrance before he removed his face from your pussy and looked over at Daniel, his lips and chin all wet,

“Really good, like… so delicious,“ he mumbled as he licked lips with a wide and happy smile.

Daniel chuckled before he scooted closer,

“scoot over a bit,“ he said to Lando before he leaned forward and spat on your clit, watching it run down to your hole before he shoved his spit into your already wet entrance with his tongue, exploring your hole with his long and obviously skilled tongue.

You jumped and swiftly grabbed Carlos’s arm, squeezing his biceps, “ah, please! s-stop..“ you whined pathetically in a high pitched tone but Daniel didn’t even react to it, he simply continued eating you out, lapping your juice up like it’s the best thing he ever tasted.

Daniel groaned, “fucking best thing I’ve ever tasted,“ he said in a deep tone before he ran his fingertips along your drenched slit.

Suddenly, max stood up with a stern gaze,

“Alright boys, your times up,“ he mumbled deeply, making the other drivers sigh and stand up to put their clothes back on.

Right when Charles reached for the door to open it and leave your hotel room with the other boys, max spoke up again, “Where are you going?“

Lando cleared his throat, “You said that we get thirty minutes with her and then we’re done.“

Max nodded slowly with a grin, “Yes, but I never said that you’ll leave afterwards, you guys are gonna stay here and watch me fuck her,“ your boyfriend said in a firm tone while he already grabbed your weak legs and carelessly laid you down onto the messy bed, spreading your legs for him.

Carlos and Charles bit their lips, watching your pussy closely, their hands already creeping down to their crotch’s again.

Lando and daniel gulped and also watched with dark eyes as max spit into his hand and smeared it all over his hard cock before he quickly entered you.

You moaned loudly and arched your back, quickly glancing over at the four other drivers with wide and teary eyes, making them all either gulp or gasp.

“Shit, already been fucked by two different men and still so tight,“ he groaned as he fully entered you, his palms squeezing your thighs, clearly leaving handprints just like Carlos did on your hips.

You whined and squeezed your eyes shut, tears running down your heated cheeks, “god! Max please!“ you screamed, fisting the sheets next to your hips, “I can’t-”

“Oh yes you can, angel,“ max replied before he leaned forward, his palms next to your head as he roughly fucked your already overused hole, making you cry more.

You gulped, tasting your salty tears, “I c-can’t! I think-”

Max looked at you, “yes you can,“ he nodded before he glanced over at the other boys who messily palmed themselves through their pants again.

Carlos was groaning as he watched your trembling figure with dark eyes, Charles was harshly biting his bottom lip while he had his eyes on your glistening cunt.

Daniel was also groaning there and then as he observed how your brows were furrowed, how your whines and cries got more high pitched and how tight you were fisting the sheets.

But Lando seemed almost shy as he palmed himself through his pants, eyes wide and switching between your pussy and your messed up face, there and then also glancing at your bouncing tits.

“You guys see how good I’m fucking her?“ max said with a firm tone at the other drivers with a confident smirk.

The other boys only looked jealous, jealous and unbelievably horny as they watched you being fucked once again while max gave them a little speech about how you’re his.

“I know you all just really enjoyed taking turns on my girlfriend but at the end of the day it’s my girlfriend, understand?“ the Dutch driver raised his brows at the other men in the room who couldn’t keep their eyes off of your sinful figure.

They all slowly nodded, Charles still tightly gripping the door handle — on the one hand he just wanted to leave so he wouldn’t needed to get tortured by only watching you anymore but on the other hand he wanted to stay in this room forever.

“Turn your head, baby,“ max told you in a quiet but firm tone before he grabbed your chin and turned your head himself, forcing you to look at the other drivers with teary and fucked out eyes, “just like that, look at them-”

“C-Can I cum?“ you asked them as you felt your orgasm creeping up again but max only growled and turned your face back towards him.

His thrust got slower but harsher, hitting your sweet spot every single time, “You want permission to come? You ask me, you understand?“

You gulped before you nodded and whined loudly, “May I come?“ you screamed.

Max nodded as he continued fucking you at a steady pace, “you may come, baby,“ he leaned down and kissed your forehead as you screamed and cried, releasing your juice all over him, making the bedsheets even wetter than before.

Your boyfriend took deep breaths before he waved his hand carelessly into the direction of the door, “only I can make her come like that, and now get out.“

Charles was the first one to nod and stop palming his erection through his pants before he swiftly opened the door and left, Carlos, Daniel and Lando quickly following him, walking through the halls towards their hotel room with they hands over their private areas, trying their best to cover their immense boners.

After the boys left, max rolled over on the bed so he was laying on his back, carefully pulling you on top of him.

“I am so proud of you, so so so proud of you, baby,“ he stroked your head before he kissed it with a tiny smile, making you smile a tiny bit as well.

You gulped and nodded, your limbs still a bit shaky as max spoke up again, “And I told you that I’ll fuck you in front of the other drivers if you continue flirting with them like that.“

“I wasn’t flirting,-”

“What was that?“ he raised his brows, quickly shutting you up.

“Nothing, maxie baby,“ you grinned before you pecked his jaw and max only chuckled,

“Nothing she says,“ he mumbled in a deep tone, making you gulp in nervousness while he continued caressing you in a gentle manner.

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serendipity ✧.* daniel ricciardo

[ serendipity (n); finding luck without even looking for it ] : ̗̀➛ pairing: daniel ricciardo x fem!verstappen!reader : ̗̀➛ warnings: age gap; reader is 25; daniel is 35, hate comments : ̗̀➛ smau

: ̗̀➛ summary: daniel accidentally posts a soft launch on his public account instead of his private

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danielricciardo love you forever baby! happy birthday ❤️

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user1 he did not just drop that on us and left

user2 DANIEL WHAT??

user3 yess!! a new wag 😍

lando does he know he posted that here 😭

user4 lmaoo lando know something we don't

user5 idk your girl but happy birthday to her

user6 now where did she crawl from daniel 😐

user7 y'all don't let anyone have a gf/bf man 😭😭

maxverstappen1 daniel buddy... that's not your private account

user8 she kinds looks like y/n

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user10 someone tell daniel what he did

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user1 wait a second...

user2 i'm waiting...

user3 suspicious...

user4 the prettiest girl out there 🥰

user5 she has a boyfriend??

user6 its daniel i'm calling it

maxverstappen you're to close to him i said three meters apart

yourusername maxie what the fuck

user7 so max knows him hmmm

user8 everyone in the comments asking if its daniel and its just a random dude at the end lmaoo

user9 im calling it

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user1 celebrities don't have any privacy dude so what

user2 frr let them be

user3 i think its the girl he accidentally posted

user4 wait he posted a girl accidentally??

user3 yeah but he deleted it an hour later

user4 y'all charles liked this post

user5 i still think it's y/n

user6 me too bc they both posted something coupley 20 minutes apart

user7 why do you believe everything on the internet tho

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dannyriccsystem · 20 days ago

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Could u do smth where the drivers thought u were wearing a push up bra but it was really just all natural 😜

ALL NATURAL!

Summary: The boys think you’re wearing a push-up bra… Surprise, it’s all natural!

Warnings: Reader is described to have a big chest, mature for them all / smut for a few, Y/N usage

Featuring: MV1, DR3, LN4, CL16, LH44, CS55, GR63, OP81

First time writing for George on this account since people wanted to see him added… That’s my diva. Hopefully I don’t butcher his writing!

MAX VERSTAPPEN - MV1

It was approximately seven in the morning. You were accompanying Max with his race travels for the upcoming triple header, because you didn’t want to spend another three weekends in a row alone. The two of you had just recently started dating, which left some room for firsts in your relationship.

You were currently showering— Just an average part of your morning routine. Afterwards you’d eat breakfast, brush your teeth, get dressed… So on and so forth. The hotel water pressure was impressive, so you found yourself lingering under the downpour of water longer than normal.

Long enough for Max to step in the water behind you. He seemed half asleep still, blinking away the tiredness in his eyes, and it slightly shocked you to see him just invite himself in, but you most certainly were not complaining. Making room for two, you were pulled back against his chest, his arms snaked around your waist to settle on your stomach.

He leaned down to press a little kiss to your neck, his movements slow with grogginess. He hummed, and then he paused. “Wait-” His tone was slurred, brows furrowed. “They just naturally sit like this?” You were confused until he raised his hands, cupping your breasts.

“Yeah?” You asked, still unsure of what he was trying to get at here. “Why? What were you thinking?”

“I thought you had some magic bra or something.” He gave them a gentle squeeze before pulling away to shampoo his hair casually. You blinked, and then laughed at such a ridiculous question.

—

DANIEL RICCIARDO - DR3

“Danny!” You called out from your boyfriend’s bedroom. You stood before a tall mirror, spinning in circles to look at the dress you just bought from all angles. Of course you tried it on at the store, but this was different. Now you could actually style it. The dress was strapless, which meant you opted to just not wear a bra underneath. It was a risky choice, but it looked good nonetheless.

Danny came darting into the room, eyes widening when he saw you. He was dressed in a white button-up and some dress pants and shoes, ready for your date. It was one of very few, considering your relationship was a recent thing. “Wow,” He muttered as he stepped behind you, his chin resting on your shoulder as he looked at you in the mirror.

“Do you like it?” He nodded, eyes traveling down. With a raised brow, he lifted his hands to rest on top of your chest, and they then trailed up to caress the spot bra straps would typically sit at. “What?”

“Where are the straps?” You turned your head to him, smiling.

“I’m not wearing a bra, Danny.” He blinked, and then looked back at your reflection, and then to you again. “Why is that surprising?”

“They just naturally sit like that? I thought there was something pushing them up.”

“No.” You laughed, shaking your head. “All natural.”

“That’s crazy.” He paused. “So, should we just cancel the date or..?”

—

LANDO NORRIS - LN4

“Are you ready?” Lando, your boyfriend, asked. He was sprawled out on his bed with a bowl of popcorn next to him, and a pile of pillows and blankets scattered all around. It was movie night with Mr. Norris.

“Uhh, not quite— Do you have a hoodie I can borrow?” You asked as you glanced around the room, standing at the foot of the bed in front of the TV. He just nodded and pointed to the closet.

“Take any of ‘em.” He munched on another handful, on track to finish half the bowl before you guys even started the movie. You hummed and walked over to his closet, sliding the door open and grabbing the first one you could find.

With your back turned to him, you slowly slid off your spaghetti strap tank top. Lando watched with awe, his mouth slightly agape at the sight of a completely bare back. You slid the hoodie on after and then turned around, climbing into the bed beside him.

“What?” You asked upon the sight of his amazement. He blinked at you, and then tilted his head.

“How do you keep your boobs so high?”

“What?” You asked immediately, giving him a weirded out look. He flushed a dark red, the tips of his ears especially warm.

“You’re not wearing a bra—”

“Were you watching me change?”

“Just from behind!” You laughed, shrugging your shoulders.

“They just sit like that naturally.” You grabbed a handful of popcorn and nodded with approval. A popcorn machine was the best addition to his home for sure. Tasted just like authentic movie theater stuff.

He had been quiet. Too quiet, until… “Can I see?” With that boyish grin of his.

“Lando.”

—

CHARLES LECLERC - CL16

When you were invited to Charles’ house to ‘test out his new hot tub,’ you didn’t think that would include sitting on his lap for a steamy make out session.

His hands traveled up your sides, caressing the bare skin and pulling you down. His erection was pressed against your inner thigh, soft groans leaving him as you grinded and shifted against it. He squeezed you reassuringly.

You shivered as you felt one hand creep out of the water and travel up your back, tugging on the strings that tied your bikini together. It fell off with ease, descending to float atop the surface of the water.

At first all was well— Charles was distracted by your lips and your hips. Then, when he pulled away for whatever reason, he seemed to freeze at the sight of your bare chest. Unsure of his gaze, your slowly raised your hands to cover yourself up, only to have your hands moved aside.

“Do you not wear something to push them up?” He asked as if it was a mind blowing revelation.

“Uh, no?” He still held your wrists, and you blinked with surprise. “That’s just… How they are?”

“Oh my lord,” He tossed his head back and groaned, and then leaned in to capture your lips once again.

—

LEWIS HAMILTON - LH44

After a long event with your boyfriend, all you needed was to come home and relax. You both decided to stay the night at his house since it was late, and it didn’t seem like a big deal anyway. Your clothes were comfortable enough.

You flopped down onto his mattress, burying your head in one of the pillows. Your whole body sunk into the firm material of Lewis’ bed, and you heard him chuckle as he removed his shirt and then climbed in beside you. Roscoe sat at the end, curled up into a ball.

After a moment of relaxation, you sat back on your knees and pulled your arms into your shirt. You removed your bra with ease, tossing it to the side. It felt like freedom.

Lewis’ gaze wasn’t slick, though. You raised a brow once you caught him staring, all while you laid down on your back.

“Do you not wear a push-up bra?” He asked casually, rolling onto his side and propping himself up on one elbow. You shook your head no with a negative ‘uh-uh.’ “So they naturally sit like that?” You nodded with a positive ‘uh-uh.’ “What a blessing,” He replied, kissing your forehead. You just grinned.

—

CARLOS SAINZ - CS55

“Do you care if I change real quick?” You asked your boyfriend, holding the set of pajamas you had left at his house just for this purpose. You may as well live with him at that point, but neither one of you were ready to make that decision yet.

“Go for it, amor.” He confirmed as he straightened out the bed. He couldn’t help but peek as you slipped your shirt off, and your breasts spilled free. He didn’t expect you to be entirely bra-less, everything showing. He cleared his throat and looked down, unsure of what to say.

You didn’t seem to notice his sudden change of mood as you slipped under the covers, yawning and stretching your arms out. Carlos settled in beside you, pulling the covers up and then resting his head on your chest.

You hummed as you ran your fingers through his soft and silky hair, enjoying the relaxing sensation of locks between your fingers. It was a quiet, yet comfortable moment.

Leave it to Carlos to ruin that!

“I can’t believe your boobs are naturally this perky.”

“Oh, that’s crazy.”

—

GEORGE RUSSEL - GR63

About two days ago you had purchased a new perfume when your old limited edition one finally ran out. You were super upset, but the new one was delicious as well. It was a wildly different scent from the last, but oh well.

At first he said nothing, but George most certainly noticed. However, upon the third day he finally cracked. While you were folding laundry he came up behind you, his arms wrapped around your waist and his nose buried in your neck.

“Hm?” You didn’t think much of it, assuming it was just a natural hug from your freakishly tall lover. Until he buried his face further, and his hands started to wander.

“New perfume?” You were impressed he could tell, and gave a delighted nod of approval. His cold, long hands snaked up your shirt, but he jumped with surprise when they landed on your breasts. “Oh-!”

“What?” You asked immediately, flinching at the contact.

“I was expecting fabric. You’re not wearing a bra? I thought you wore push-up bras…”

“I can’t believe you know what that is.” You finished folding the last piece of clothing. “Nope. I don’t.”

—

OSCAR PIASTRI - OP81

“Y/N,” Oscar softly whined as you sunk down onto his length, plush velvety walls squeezing him tight. He buried his face in your exposed neck, suckling softly to suppress the sounds he was making.

You weren’t much better off, letting out breathy moans and whines while he gently moved his hips up and against yours. You placed your hands on his shoulders to stabilize yourself.

Oscar’s hands grabbed the hem of your shirt, and the two of you broke apart from such a tight hold just long enough to have the shirt pulled over your head and tossed aside. When he looked back, it seemed he was expecting more. However, there you were… Completely naked.

His thrusts paused for a second as he stared at your chest, and then slowly pressed soft kisses to them while resuming. You didn’t question it until he added, “Such pretty tits…”

When you were both done and exhausted, you asked him again what he meant. He seemed shy as he answered, “I always thought you wore push-up bras, or those sticky inserts. I was in awe.”

Cute.

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gr4cier4cie · 2 months ago

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♡ "sleep on the couch tonight" ♡

or: the f1 drivers might have been a lilll too rough last night. featuring: carlos sainz, lewis hamilton, lando norris, and daniel ricciardo ♡

warnings: sexual innuendo, fun times as always XOXO

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cheriladycl01 · 1 month ago

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Hi Friends! - Daniel Ricciardo x CastMember! Reader

Plot: Daniel, Lando, Max and Oscar decide to take a trip to Disney World

You'd worked at disney pretty much since you left school. It was the only way for you to afford your fees in University and was the most felixible work in Orlando.

You worked in the Battu area currently but you'd originally worked in the British Pavilion in Epcot as a Cultural Exchange, but once life seemed to become a little more steady in Orlando you moved to Hollywood Studios but just in the Star Wars section, a true passion of yours.

You got to dress like a rebel everyday and walk round with Chewy, Rey and the other face characters and got to make guests experiences much more fun than they were. A lot of your interactions were the same, mostly with younger guests who asked you questions about the world and where you came from which you had a line of easy answers, but today had been a very imprompt heavy day.

First, because of an accident near the First Order area, Kylo Ren and two storm troopers were forced to walk through your designated area, meaning you and Rey had to act like you were hiding from him. Many of the guests around you got involved talking to the troopers to distract them while you and Rey managed to escape.

Your lunch break consided of a location special, a Ronto Wrap and Tattooine Sunset which you didn't have everyday but it was a nice treat everynow and then.

"Hey Y/N!" Your manager smiles at you and you grin, wiping the sauce from around your mouth before gesturing her to take a seat opposite you.

"How are you Linda?" you ask kindly taking a sip of your drink waiting for her response.

"Mmmm, todays a good day, and i hear it is for you to. I came to let you know guests are speaking really highly about you today and are coming forward with a lor of compliments and so we wanted you to help with a VIP Party coming in later on today" she explains and you take a look at her with wide eyes.

"Wait who is it?" you ask, shaking your head wondering why this had been sprung on you so last minute.

"You'll know them when you see them sweetheart! Usual meeting place and the guide will meet you there but you've just got to be your usual Batuuian self and they'll love it. Take them on the rides, have interactions and all that!!" she grins before running of, leaving you and the sauce currently spilling out of your wrap and onto the plate.

As directed you waited for them at the entrance to appear, greating guests as they came in welcoming them to Batuu. That's when you saw a group, four guys, two women, a child and two of your colleagues.

You knew who they were straight away, Formula One Drivers... one of them a current world champion in his difficult sport.

"Bright Suns, Travellers!" you greet in your typical Battuian way.

"Hello" Max smiles pushing the young girl foreward.

"Oh woah, a young padawan! Pleasure to meet you!" you stick your hand out and she grins, avoiding the hand and pulling you into a hug. You grin, hugging her back crouching down to her height.

She lets go and you stand back up smiling.

"Welcome to Batuu, have we been before?" you ask around the group, all shaking their head.

"Excellent first time travellers are always exciting to show around the spire. But ..." you pause looking around to 'see if the coast was clear'. "There has been some activity in Batuu recently that is dangerous so, are you all ready for an adventure?" you ask and they all nod.

"Mmmmm what side are you aligned with?" you ask the general group, only for Lando to scoff.

"This one travelled to the dark side long ago... and the little one, shes easily persuaded by his antics. Me on the otherhand im good as gold" Lando jokes making you gasp taking a dramatic step back from Max and Penelope.

"NOOOOOOOO!" the little girl cries jumping forward.

"I'm good i promise! Were here to help, right mummy?" she asks and the lady nods a smile on his face.

"And you?" you ask looking at the older man, long nose and lots of curls and facial hair.

"Mmmm, im as sweet as a peach!" Daniel grins and you nod.

"Well, now that i know your alignment is with the resistance, i require your help. Come with me, Rey awaits!" you exclaim, making them follow you over to the first ride of the day rise off the resistance.

Everytime the cast members with them described something about the location you'd chip in with a personal story of your time on Battuu.

You get through the rock caves through the lightening lane. You show them the hologram of Rey before you help them 'escape' onto the pod. The other guests around would be excited seeing as a cast member was here to make this experience different.

As the pod gets pulled to the First Order ship you start panicking and giving everyone intructions.

"You, youngling! You're on the front lines when those doors open okay?" you point out the random kid in front of the door before turning around to the person closest to the pilot.

"And you, watch that data, track it!" you tell them and they nod officially.

"And the handsome man, over there in the back" you point to Daniel who rolls his eyes and laughs.

"You're my muscle okay?" you tell him and he nods coming to stand next to you.

"Are we all ready, we act like we're hostages but we will get help i promise! Poe and Finn will come for us!" you nod and they all agree with a yes maam.

The doors open and one of your frist order colleagues opens the door, trying to conceal the shock on his face.

"Y/N ... Fancy seeing you here upon the first order ship ... again ..." he monotones making you grin stepping out the ride first.

"Ahhh ya missed me right Charlie, paperwork for these guys is dragging. We should get a drink on Canto Bight some time talk through our ...differences" you grin and he shakes his head keepin ga stern face on.

"Get in line! You rebel scum!" he says.

"Going the same place as the last time yeah? Okay guys follow me!" you say having everyone follow you. You pull up infront of the stationary stormtroopers that are there just for show.

"Get a load of these guys, stiff as bricks" you joke shaking your head before walking off. Penelope grabs your hand and you stop to look down at her.

"Are you scared?" you ask her and she nods. You nod back and keep her close to you as you all que. You see many of the workers, who interact with you and the group much to Lando and Daniel's amusement.

You make your way into the containment unit and await to be saved. Your colleagues great you and you get into the seat next to Daniel in the back row to give the others a better experience at the front. The ride continues as you escape the first order and land back on Batuu.

"Argh boy am i thankfuk that we made it back here all okay!" you say with a little jig as you bring them out.

"So what do you guys do for a living in your own world?" you ask wondering what they'll say.

"We all race against each other in really fast transports" Max explains cocking his head to the side wondering if he'd used the right wording.

"Ohhhh! That's so interesting, we have something similar here called pod racing! I bet you guys would be grand at that!" you smile.

"Hmmm whose hungry i feel like our adventuring so far means we need to feed ourselves" you ask and they all nod happy to get out of the Floridian Summer Sun.

You guys get to the Falcon and you ask if they want to go for a ride to show their skills off.

"You mean we can drive it?" Daniel asks, playing along.

"Well fly it. I think Hanzo asked for my help earlier ... lets go!" you take them forward. Obviously once they got there all four drivers wanted to be pilot and were split into two groups.

Daniel and Max on one team, Lando and Oscar on the other. Lily and Penelope begged to join the McLaren duo. Kelly and you were pushed in with Max and Daniel and the rest was put on autopilot.

"I'm going to show you how to really drive space girl" Daniel grins making you roll your eyes and get ready to press the info for the engineer seats.

"Max pull up!" Daniel cries.

"I am, you need to go left!" he cries flicking his arm up at the screen.

"Please Travellers, keep clear heads" you say trying your hardest to stay in character.

Once your came up, you took the boys and Lily to Oga's cantina, while Kelly took P off to get her some merch that she'd seen on the way in.

"Cheers to a good day!" he calls out.

"Sagrona" you smile, cheersing in one of the many languages of Star Wars.

"You're like really into this" Daniel asks looking over you with a smirk.

"Mmmm i love Battuu it's like my home" you nod and he nods back.

"And say would a space girl ike yourself be free after you've saved the galaxy or whatever it you do here on Batuu?" he smiles and you shake your head.

"Mmmm yeah i might be... depends on the galaxy!" you grin and with that he took a sip of his drink smiling at you.

It was a great day, but you couldn't help but feel gutted when Daniel left.

You really wanted to spend more time with him as the witty banter you'd shared this afternoon felt like the two of you had connected, but you thought as you had watched him play around with P in the dark, wielding lightsabers you'd given them to mess about with for photos that maybe you had a chance despite his celebrity status.

However, the instagram comment on your post had you squealing.

y/user

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y/user: Had so much fun showing these travellers around today!

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danielricciardo: Still hoping for that drink space girl. Thanks for everything! ✌🏻❤️

-> y/user: no way! Hello hi, I’m freaking out rn!

-> lando: light reaction no work 👋🏼

lando: was lots of fun! Will have to show us around again! Maybe we can build a saber next time! 🫶🏼

kellypiquet: P had so much fun she will not stop talking about you! Thank you for keeping the magic!

-> maxverstappen1: Thank you Y/N!!!

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