#daniel ricciardo x lando norris

[adventuringblind]

Safety In Your Arms

Dando x Reader

Genre: Hurt-comfort, maybe spicy via implied smut

Summary: Sometimes things go horribly wrong, nothing like what you expected, and it sends you hurtling towards emotions you never asked for. Lando and Daniel hate to see her this way.

Warnings: implied sexual content prior to and post incident, r@pe, anxiety, panic attacks, worried partners

Notes: Not sure this is exactly what you wanted because I don't write r@pe fantasies... regardless I hope the requester likes it :)

Side Note: Please leave notes! I think I might have been shadow banned recently as my fics are not being interacted with as much as they used to. Maybe it's just me being self-conscious because I know I couldn't care but I do.

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Her heart thumping in her ears is all she can hear. Just last night, this had been something special and intimate. It was beautiful and loving. Now a stranger thinks he take something that isn't his.

Daniel and Lando are the only ones aloud to touch her like this. Their touch sends shivers down her spine in a pleasant way. This man makes her burn. His grip keeping her pinned to the wall feels like lighter being held against the bare flesh of her hips.

She was almost to the room. Back to the safety of her boys. Just up the stairs and down the hall. Curse the elevator for not working.

She's not sure where the adrenaline comes from. Her fight or flight response is pulling from some unknown energy reserve. It's enough for her to push him off her.

He falls backwards down the stairs. He's disoriented but still conscious. He looks like he might fight his way back to her and finish what he started.

She bolts. Her legs carry her to the door of her shared room. Fists bang on the door in terror.

The door to the stairwell slams open. She leans her weight into the door and slides down. Tears stream down her face at the hopelessness she feels in this situation.

The door flings open. Daniel on the other side catches her crumbling body before it hits the ground. She pushes inside and finds the farthest corner of the room.

She sees the silhouette of the man come to face Daniel. Lando is crouched down in front of her, trying to coax some kind of explanation out of her. She's too worked up to respond.

The loud crack of Daniel's knuckles fills her ears. Her attacker stumbles backwards once more, this time he's out cold. His body falls to the ground, with a soft thud muffled only by the carpeted floors.

Lando exchanges a few words with Daniel. The ringing in her ears makes it hard to understand. It's not until Lando hands her his sweatshirt to hold and Daniel is on the phone that she registers the safety.

"He - He - I was -" She can't even get the words out. Not without realizing how pathetic she sounds.

"Okay, breathe now love, you're safe." She takes a few breathes with Lando. "Can we try some yes or no questions?"

She hesitantly shakes her head yes. Slowly, she reaches to Lando. He intertwines his fingers with hers and both of them relax.

"Did her hit you at all?"

Yes. When he first got her against the wall.

"Did he touch you anywhere intimate?" Lando looks like he's trying not to cringe.

Yes. Everywhere. It burns still.

Lando look on the verge of tears. He's always been empathetic, hurting with them. "Did he - did he rape you?"

She breaks. Burries her face in Lando's sweatshirt and wails. Lando is careful not to touch her in any harsh way; lets her lead him.

Daniel clambers onto the floor with them. She doesn't look at him, but she knows he's there and that's enough. "Love, I'm so sorry this happened to you. The authorities are on their way to take, whoever that was, away. The question now is how you want to go forward." Daniel takes a heavy breath before continuing when she doesn't respond. "We have to go to the hospital, love. I don't want you to suffer any more than you already have."

She's still crying as they bundle her up in Lando's sweatshirt and Daniel's sweats. The soft baggy ones she steals from him all the time regardless.

"Dan, what about... him?" Lando stares at the man lying on the floor. She has to will herself not to vomit at the sight of him.

"I'll meet you there, okay? The police should be here soon." Lando looks hesitant to leave without Daniel. The Aussie plants a reassuring kiss to his forehead. "Take care of our girl, yeah?"

By the time they get checked in, Daniel texts that he's on his way. She hasn't said anything else since the hotel room, but Lando kindly offers her one of his airpods. The music helps, if only a little.

The nurse takes her back to the room alone. She wails the entire time until they let Lando, now with Daniel on his heels, back with her.

She dissociates through the entire visit. Not coherent enough to answer anything but yes or no questions.

The next few days are more of them same. Only getting out of bed to sit in the shower. The water hot enough to burn away her skin.

Daniel tells Max they had an emergency but doesn't go into any details. Max lets them fly out with him. She doesn't talk to him. Too tired to use any energy on conversation.

Daniel and Lando respect her space. They ask before touching her. They announce their presences, especially if they are behind her.

The bruises fade eventually. It's not like the physical evidence was going to remain on her forever. Still, with his handprints gone for her sight, they burn her every time the area is touched.

She doesn't wear anything aside from Lando and Daniel's clothes that are too big on her. Not until they are back in Monaco for the summer break. Four months after the incident.

Daniel gently coaxes her out of the warm clothing. The boys give her space until she's ready to join them and respect her boundaries when she asks not to be touched.

Her skin still burns.

By the end of summer break, she's had time to work her way up to new things. Small bits of skin-on-skin contact and hugs are quickly becoming her new lifeline. She missed being able to not fear the touch of another. Her mind tends to forget she's safe and fights anyone who tries to get to close.

By September she's able to sleep in the same bed as them without waking up panicked that they are going to hurt her in some way. The nightmares remain, but now she clings to the two males when she wakes crying.

On a particularly charged night filled with celebrations. The three of them work through it at her pace. She sets boundaries like her therapist had told her to do. Daniel and Lando tell her everything they are going to do before they lay a finger on her.

She missed this.

She missed them.

Their hands don't burn her skin anymore.

[babyboydaniel]

Lullaby (M) | Part 3

Daniel Ricciardo x Lando Norris | Mentions of Daniel Ricciardo x Fem!Reader, Lando Norris x Fem!Reader Smut, Fluff | Warnings: 18+, Oral | Word Count: 3.2K Daniel and Lando's story after Knock, Knock.

After a long race and an even longer debrief, Lando shuffled through the hotel doors. He could feel the invisible draw to his bed. He just needs to snuggle between the sheets while he spaced out while watching a random movie. 

A blast of cold air shot out from the open doorway as he opened the door to his room. Even though it was freezing, the solitude of the room cloaked him in warmth. Lando was pleased to be away from the noise of people. Yesterday the energy fueled him, and yet today, it drained him. Lando quickly stripped his clothes from his body, ready to stand under the warm stream of the shower. He was not sure how long he spent in the muggy enclosure. The steam helped clear his mind, finally being able to make out his thoughts again. A feeling that he did not take for granted. 

Lando flopped back on the bed after slipping on a pair of sweats and a T-shirt. The sheets still smelt like Daniel. 

The scent immediately brought Lando back to earlier that day. Though it took everything in him to focus on the race, he could not help but let his mind wander to Daniel. When they got out of their cars, he wanted to pull him close and not let him go until he absolutely had to. But Lando just nodded in his direction before getting weighed and heading back to the McLaren garage. He could not trust himself to keep any interaction with him friendly. During the debrief, if Daniel was not staring at the data, he was looking at Lando. He features soft but quizzical. Lando rushed out of the room before Daniel could catch up to him. He was not avoiding him, but Lando knew he could not talk to him with so many people around. He would be too tempted to do something wild like stick his tongue down his throat. 

A ping from his phone interrupted his thoughts. 

You up for some company? Daniel asked. 

Please. Lando responded. 

It was not long before Lando heard the door opening click. Lando had given Daniel his spare room key earlier that day, saving him from getting up to open the door. Though the moment that Lando laid eyes on the warm amber ones of Daniel, he was up from the bed. He flung his arms around Daniel and buried his face into his neck. Daniel immediately wrapped his arms around Lando’s waist and hugged him back with the same intensity. 

“Hi,” Daniel whispered, his face pressed to Lando’s curls. 

“Hi,” Lando responded, his lips grazing Daniel’s tan skin. 

“You miss me?” Daniel chuckled. 

Lando groaned in embarrassment as he attempted to pull from Daniel’s embrace. Daniel only pulled him tighter. Every inch of their bodies pressed to one another. 

“Well, I missed you,” Daniel confessed, leaning back to stare into Lando’s eyes. He gently cupped Lando’s face while running his thumb along his cheek. Lando preened under the attention. Blush spread over the skin where Daniel touched him. 

“We saw each other like an hour ago,” Lando grumbled. 

Daniel laughed, a softer version of his signature laugh, “That doesn’t change that I missed you.”

Somehow, the confession made Lando blush more. If he was being honest, he wanted Daniel for a long time. Longer than he was willing to admit to himself, but Daniel was head over heels in love with his girlfriend. They were the perfect definition of couple goals. So, when Lando had the pleasure of meeting her, it was easy for him to be charmed by her. She was everything Daniel described her as and more. Lando knew the moment he laid eyes on her that he wanted her in similar ways that he wanted Daniel. 

“So, you up for a chat?” Daniel asked, bringing Lando back to the current moment. 

“Yeah, let’s go for it,” Lando responded. 

He shifted to move towards the bed, but Daniel tightened his hold. His teammate leaned in and softly pressed his lips to Lando’s. His perfectly shaped lips molded around his. Just a brief, chaste kiss before he pulled back again. The tiniest smile graced his lips. 

“I’ve wanted to do that for hours,” Daniel confessed. 

Lando groaned again, “You are such a sap.” 

Daniel giggled as he moved both of them to the bed. He lounged back against the headboard like he did that morning while Lando snuggled up next to him. His face rested against Daniel’s chest. It was easier that way. It made him feel less vulnerable. 

“Okay, let’s get to it,” he mumbled. 

Daniel began running his fingers through Lando’s hair, calming both of them.

“So,” Daniel started, “I am going to be completely honest. I like you. I have for a while, but I was never sure where you stood with me or being with a guy. So, I never acted on it. Plus, I am in a relationship, and I understand that is a dealbreaker for most people. So, instead of fucking up our work and personal relationship, I buried those feelings down. That was until you decided to come on to my girlfriend.”

Lando lightly laughed as Daniel continued, “Since you were so desperate to get into bed with her, I figured the relationship thing was not an issue. It was just if you were into guys that had more worried. But how things went during the ménage à trois made me think I had a good chance at pursuing something with you. So I did.”

Lando could feel the rapid pattering of Daniel’s heart as he confessed. Daniel had laid out his feelings in front of Lando. It gave Lando the power to hurt him. 

“Daniel,” Lando whispered, “Umm, I like you too.”

His simple answer was met with silence as both of them let the confession set in. 

“Good,” Daniel finally said to break the silence. Lando chuckled, smushing his face deeper into his teammate’s chest.

Daniel tugged gently on Lando’s curls, forcing him to look at him. His eyes were like an open pit of warmth. They drew Lando in and stripped him bare in the most tender way. As Lando was drowning in Daniel’s gaze, the Aussie slowly leaned down until he was a breath away from Lando’s lips. The soft puff of air felt cooling against his heated skin. Then Daniel kissed him. His lips forced Lando’s apart, his tongue moving along his in an attempt to communicate his spoken and unspoken feelings. 

Lando moaned as he threw his arms around him, eagerly returning the emotion-ridden kiss. He kissed him for the first time the day before, and he was convinced he would never get used to it. It was all-consuming in the most comforting way. 

Daniel’s hands gripped Lando’s slim waist, giving himself enough leverage to move so Lando perched on his lap. Lando whined as his clothed crotch rubbed against Daniel’s. A wave of warmth spread across his nerve endings, burning his already heated skin. His cock hardening at the mere contact. 

“Daniel,” Lando whined as he pressed harder against Daniel’s lap. 

“What is it, baby?” Daniel mocked as Lando mindlessly rutted against him. 

“Want you,” Lando mumbled. 

Daniel groaned, his hands shifted from Lando’s waist to dip beneath the hem of his flimsy t-shirt. His slender fingers brushed across the taut muscles of his stomach, causing goosebumps to blossom over his skin. Lando could not help but moan at the contact. Daniel’s lips locked onto the expanse of Lando’s neck, gently biting and sucking at the skin there. Lando tilted his head back, baring his neck to the other. If Daniel wanted to mark him up, Lando was happy to oblige. 

“Fuck, the noises you make, baby,” Daniel whispered as he nipped at Lando’s earlobe. His eager fingers found their way to Lando’s pert nipples. At first, he delicately skimmed the pink buds causing Lando to shiver and ground his now leaking cock against Daniel. But, as Lando whined and begged for more, Daniel began pinching at his sensitive nipples. 

“Let’s get this off,” Daniel said, yanking Lando’s shirt over his head. Once his chest was bare, Daniel’s lips found their way to Lando’s chest. Sucking and nipping at the now blushing buds. 

Lando whined, forcefully grabbing Daniel’s curls as he pressed his face to his chest. Wordlessly encouraging him to give him more, never wanting him to stop. Daniel’s hands slowly trailed from Lando’s chest and back across his stomach until they grazed the top of his sweatpants. His touch teasingly danced along the edge, from hip to hip. Lando’s lower stomach clenched as Daniel continued to touch him. It was torture in the best way, but Lando needed more. Daniel was so close, yet nowhere near close enough to what he wanted. 

“Touch me, please,” Lando begged. 

Daniel leaned back and met Lando’s desire-hooded eyes, searching for confirmation that Lando meant what he was asking for. When he was pleased that he saw no hesitation, Daniel slowly reached into Lando’s pants. The back of his fingers grazed the soft skin of Lando’s cock. Lando gasped at the contact. It was breathless and needy, and if he were not so turned on, he would be embarrassed. It was barely anything and yet everything all at once. Daniel then wrapped his hand around him. His member was slick with precum as he began slowly stroking it. 

“Fuck,” Lando whined, thrusting into his loose fist. 

Finally, having Daniel’s hands on him was almost too much. It made his mind fuzzy with need, and every thought was Daniel, Daniel, Daniel. His eyes fluttered closed as the wet sounds of his leaking cock rang out into the silent room. 

“You are so pretty like this,” Daniel whispered. His lips pressed to Lando's neck.

Lando whined, “Daniel, more.”

“More, huh? What do you want, baby?” Daniel asked as he pulled back to meet Lando’s eyes. His warm gaze is open and lustful. 

“You, please,” Lando desperately stated, clutching Daniel’s curls and forcing his mouth against his.

Daniel returned the kiss with the same amount of enthusiasm, licking into Lando’s mouth. Desperate to get closer to one another. The dire need to feel each other in every hidden spot and to claim those spots as their own.

Daniel pulled back, eyes shining and lips slick with spit, “Let me take care of you.” 

Lando whimpered as Daniel gently released his cock from his fist before shifting Lando from his lap. Gently laying him down until his back rested on the white cotton sheets below. The cold fabric calmed his heated skin for a second. It was a minuscule reprieve from feeling it all. Until Daniel began pressing feather-light kisses down his throat and across his chest, so achingly tender that it made Lando’s heart clench. He stared in awe and could only make the most pathetic noises, attempting to process it. Whimpering as Daniel’s mouth painted his skin with strokes of desire. Until his full lips met the edge of his pants, where his hard cock strained against the fabric. 

Lando’s fingers gripped the sheets as he tried to stop himself from forcing Daniel’s face into his lap. Sensing Lando’s desperation, Daniel placed a delicate kiss on the tip of Lando’s dick, sucking at the damp fabric. The material darkened with Lando’s precum. 

“Daniel,” Lando squealed. His hands immediately grabbed his chocolate curls. His hips bucked upwards into the muted wet heat of Daniel’s mouth. 

Daniel chuckled. His hot breath caused Lando to choke on his moan. Before he could process it, Daniel was leaning back to kneel between Lando’s spread legs. With a heated look, he yanked his sweatpants from his body, which left Lando bare and exposed to his teammate. A shiver ran down his spine, and his skin flushed. His cock dribbled pathetically under Daniel’s scrutiny. Everything that man did was sinful and unfair to Lando and his fragile heart. 

“Fuck, baby,” Daniel groaned as he ran his hands along his naked thighs, “you look so perfect like this. I wish I could take a picture of you and have you as my phone background. Show everyone how desperate you are for it. How you are so desperate for me.” 

“Why are you like this?” Lando moaned as he watched him begin to trail kisses up his leg until he reached his upper thigh. Where Daniel was on a mission to mark up the pale skin. Licking the crease of soft skin that rested between his leg and hip until Daniel’s nose was pressed against his balls that lay heavy at the base of his pink cock. 

Lando could not control the pornographic sounds that fell from his lips if he tried. 

“Daniel,” Lando hissed. 

“Hmm?” Daniel teased before running his tongue along his balls to the very tip of his wet cock. His hands dug into the soft flesh of his thighs. 

“Look at me, baby,” Daniel demanded gently, his lips still pressed to his cock. 

It was almost impossible to open his eyes to meet Daniel’s honey ones. But he managed and was rewarded with watching Daniel’s plush rose lips wrap around the head of his dick and slowly work his length into his warm mouth. It was all addicting, heady pleasure. Lando had to fight the urge to fuck into his mouth, but he was trying to be on his best behavior, and face fucking without prior approval would be considered poor manners. 

Though the sight of his cock in Daniel’s mouth was almost enough to make him come. It was like all his wet dreams come true. Daniel kept his eyes locked on him as he worked himself along his length until his nose brushed the dusting of hair that lay above his cock. Moaning as spit dribbled from the corners of his mouth. It was all so wet. 

Lando tangled his fingers in Daniel’s locks as his self-control was broken down. Unable to stop the pleasure from overtaking his body as his hips snapped against the warmth of Daniel’s mouth. It was all almost too much. 

“Dan..I’m going to,” Lando panted, attempting to pull Daniel from him. Which, did nothing to stop him. 

It all was building, inching closer to the edge. Dragging Lando along until he was teetering on the line, thighs trembling and tears gathered in his eyes. It was all-consuming in an indescribable way. His breath hitched. A cloud of pleasure and thoughts of Daniel almost suffocated him until he tumbled over the edge. 

His back arched and the tears spilled down his face as he released deep into Daniel’s mouth. The indistinguishable sound that broke from his chest sounded a lot like his lover's name. 

Lando trembled as orgasmic waves continued to break across his body until his back fell against the bed and his grip on Daniel’s curls loosened. 

Through wet lashes, Lando watched as Daniel tenderly released his soft cock from his mouth. His big brown eyes stared up at him while he leaned down and pressed an innocent kiss against the head. The gesture was intimately soft, Lando had to choke down a sob. 

“You are so special,” Daniel whispered as he scattered kisses along his hip. 

That time the sob did break loose, “Daniel,” Lando begged, making grabby hands towards him, “Need you.”

Daniel crawled along Lando’s body and pressed their lips together once face to face. Oh so tenderly. A direct contrast to the filthy things he was doing with it earlier. The duality of it all made Lando’s head spin. 

With shaky hands, Lando quickly pulled down Daniel’s pants until he had enough room to free his cock. Daniel’s dick was the most perfect thing he had ever seen, the perfect length, the perfect girth, and his tan skin morphing into the perfect shade of pink. It made his mouth water. 

“You are wearing too many clothes,” Lando huffed as he ran his fingertips along Daniel. Precum dribbled out as he massaged right under the head. The lightest of touches. Teasing him and wanting him to feel a fraction of how he makes him feel. Daniel groaned and jerked toward Lando’s touch. 

“Baby, let me,” Daniel stated while trying to remove himself from his side in an attempt to take off his clothes. But, Lando was not having it. However, he wanted nothing more than to press open kisses on Daniel’s tattoos and run his hands over his abs. But ultimately he needed Daniel close. So, he pulled him back against his body. 

“Lando, baby… gosh, you have big hands,” Daniel chuckled breathlessly, continually thrusting into Lando’s grip. 

Lando tilted Daniel’s face up to meet his gaze, and his fingers flitted along his jaw until his thumb pressed to the heart-shaped lips of his teammate. Daniel’s short pants fanned across his skin and Lando pushed his thumb past his lips, once again meeting the wet warmth of Daniel’s mouth. Daniel moaned, which gave Lando the chance to stick two fingers into his mouth and press down against his tongue until it met the back of his throat. Daniel drooled around his fingers and his hips snapped in Lando’s hand; as he chased his release. 

“You like my hands, huh?” Lando teased. 

Daniel moaned in response, his warm amber eyes never wavering from his. As Daniel sucked on his fingers, Lando sped up jerking him off. The slick sound of his mouth and cock was music to Lando’s ears. His own personal symphony. Then Daniel was coming. His eyes screwed shut and his hips stilled. He swore around Lando’s fingers as his orgasm consumed him. It all made Lando giggle with disbelief. That he was in bed with Daniel Ricciardo and he just made him come. Lando does not think he could ever get used to it nor would he want to.  

As he removed his fingers from Daniel’s now lax mouth, Lando looked down to see his release covered his hand. 

With a smirk, Lando brought his fingers to his mouth and licked them clean while Daniel watched in awe. He moaned as the salty taste hit his tastebuds. He could not get enough, and if he thought Daniel could come again he would be begging for more, this time with him coming in his mouth. 

“You taste good,” Lando stated matter-of-factly. 

Daniel chuckled as his body completely relaxed against his, the post-orgasm bliss cloaking his features. 

“Fuck, you are a minx,” Daniel laughed lightly. 

“You love it,” Lando responded. 

“You know it, baby,” Daniel said as he kissed his neck. 

The two of them settled beside each other as a comfortable silence draped over them. Just the sound of their shallow breaths was there to drown out the noises of the city. It was a peace that Lando never had the joy of experiencing. A harmony that was only found in the arms of a lover.

As they lay entwined together sleep slowly tempted Lando to close his eyes. 

“Strip down so we can sleep,” Lando mumbled, his eyelids fluttering shut. 

Daniel did what he asked, removing layers until he was in his underwear. He quickly returned to his place pressed against Lando. Finally, being skin-to-skin lulled him into this air of comfort. Before he knew it he was asleep. 

But, not before a gentle kiss was placed against his curls and Daniel whispered, “Goodnight.”

Part 2

[dittaturamonegasca]

f1 fandom, once again ✨I SUMMON YOU✨ to do the devil's work. care to share with me a fanfiction formula one related that you strongly believe is THE fanfiction and that anyone should read? amaze me, destroy me all you want, i'm looking for some new readings ??? lestappen, maxiel, dando, landoscar, charlos, brocedes mostly??? but feel free to share anything (f1) if you feel it's worth reading, wheter it's yours or someone else's work!

[preet-01]

The Many Boyfriends of Daniel Ricciardo

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Chapter 1: The Third Constant in F1

After well over a decade in the sport, Sebastian Vettel is sure of three things in Formula One. Three things that never change and will always remain a constant in the circus that they all loved so much. 

One: Cash is King. Everything they did, everywhere they raced, every track they raced on, it was decided based on how much money people were willing to spend. 

Two: People will always hate the dominating driver. They had hated him, they hated Lewis, and now they hate Max. It’s just how the world of Formula One works, or rather the way of sports in general. People will always hate the winners because their guy is losing. 

Three: Daniel Ricciardo will have at least two men fighting for his attention at any given moment. And more than likely, Daniel will be completely unaware that they can’t stand one another. 

In the early days of Daniel’s career it had been Lewis and Jenson. The teammates loved the adoration Daniel gave them. Two world champions, young and talented at a team that could win them races but not more championships, had found a sort of solace in the adoration given to them by a driver so early in his career. It didn’t hurt that Daniel was so willing to go along with whatever they wanted, so happy to be positioned any which way, to be shared and used and ruined if they so wished.

Then it was Lewis and Nico. The teammates playing tug of war with their favorite Aussie on podiums. Both wanting Daniel and not wanting the other to have a moment alone with him. Daniel hadn’t minded being stuck between the two Mercedes teammates due to his love for their attention. A heady feeling for the Australian who was trying to make his mark on the sport and prove that he deserved his Red Bull seat over all the others. 

Towards the end of the Lewis and Nico teammates era, Max had entered the picture. Young, rash, and so clearly in love with Daniel. So it had become Lewis and Max chasing after Daniel’s affections. A driver cemented in the sport and in his efforts for Daniel versus a driver desperate to clutch on tightly to everything that he received. 

Lewis always remained, never pushing for more than Daniel was willing to give but never settling for anything less than what he wanted. A complicated position for a complicated man. Max, on the other hand, wanted to take and take, never settling for sharing Daniel. At least not in his early years when his only true competition had been Lewis and Max had been on the same team as Daniel. 

As time progressed and more competition for Daniel arrived, there was little Max could do about his selfishness when it came to Daniel. They were no longer on the same team and the others outnumbered him. 

In 2018, Charles and Scotty James had staked their claims on Daniel. Unlike the rest of them, Scotty was Australian and close to Daniel in ways the others never could be. Charles, so pretty and perfect, had been just like Max in the sense he took what he wanted and without any hesitation. And when it had been Daniel, he hadn’t hesitated in securing a place at Daniel’s side during the Monaco celebrations. His own awful home race hadn’t prevented him from celebrating Daniel’s win and claiming Daniel as his prize. 

Then came George, a fan who wanted to know Daniel intimately, in every sense of the word. And Lando who laughed like he was dying at Daniel’s jokes about pubes and mustaches. But unlike George who didn’t hesitate to befriend Daniel and call him Danny Ric and wear clothes that Daniel designed just to have his attention, Lando was shyer, took more time. He’s more sensitive, Daniels had once said with a look of pure adoration for the young Brit.

Sebastian had gotten used to dealing with drivers that fell for Daniel’s charms. He knew what to say to them, how to give them a shovel talk and threaten them if needed, he knew how to protect Daniel from getting hurt. Hell, he even knew how to deal with Scotty. 

One would think that by the seventh time it happened, Sebastian would have no qualms with threatening someone and being intimidating for Daniel’s sake. One would think that until they saw the most recent victim to Daniel’s charms. 

Daniel had gone and gotten an American football player to be completely enthralled by him. Twice his size (and Sebastian’s), Josh Allen towered over all the rest and easily manhandled Daniel. 

Sebastian would need to get creative in his threats, but he would do so if it meant preventing Daniel from getting hurt by some American athlete. 

[changetyre]

Teammate Favor? (LN4 II DR3)

SUMMARY: Lando seeks his experienced teammate for some advice. Daniel proudly imparts his wisdom on his young teammate about his previous and numerous experiences which eventually leads to Lando trusting his teammate enough for this new experience. Lando Norris x Reader x Daniel Ricciardo

WARNINGS: Terribly written smut, threesome, fem! oral, male!oral, PinV, kind of voyerism, and probably some other smutty stuff.

A/N: There is a part 1 (Personal Advice) to this on my Wattpad where I write only fluff, Username on there also @changetyre

"Babe I'm back!" Lando ran back into your shared apartment filled with excitement.

He ran around trying to find you before he heard the shower running. He made his way into your bedroom and opened the door.

"Babe?" He called out.

"Lando?" You turned around in the shower, and you wiped off some of the steam off the clear glass to see your boyfriend.

"Baby I'm sorry, I'm back." Lando began stripping off his clothes as you watched confused.

"Where did you go?" You asked as he walked into the shower with you. His hands immediately wrapping around your waist, his hair getting soaked. "I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable." you began apologising.

"No baby I should be the one apologizing. We agreed we'd talk about whatever we wanted to try, things we wanted to do to spice things up and I freaked out for no reason, I just got insecure." Lando's hands traveled down over your ass more in a comforting manner than anything else.

"Where were you?" you asked him again.

"I went to visit a friend, and he gave me some advice, he has some experience," Lando smirked.

"What?" You asked confused.

"I found someone to have a threesome with us." Lando blurted out.

"What?!" You stepped back from him surprised at what he'd revealed. "Lando you run out of here angry about me even suggesting it and you come back all ready to have one? Are you sure you don't want to talk about this more?" You asked him.

"No, no no no." he wrapped his arm around your waist again pulling you back into him. "I'm actually kind of horny for it now too." He began trailing kisses from your temple down to your neck all while his hands began gliding across your wet body.

"Lando..." his name came out weaker than you intended but his mouth and hands were too much of a distraction on your body now.

"Shh, we'll talk about it later." his finger glided through your folds making you shiver at the unexpected touch before turning you around.

_____

You got all dressed for bed and you waited for Lando to shut off the lights and join you in bed.

He laid next to you wrapping his arms around you and pulling you into him, he placed a soft kiss on your forehead.

"So who is it?" you asked Lando looking up at him.

"Daniel." He was slightly scared for what your reaction might be.

"What?! Daniel? as in your teammate Daniel?" You sat up on your elbow slightly.

"Yeah...why? Are you not comfortable?" Lando asked getting nervous again.

"No, I mean...It's just...won't things be awkward between you? I don't want things to get weird." You explained.

"Well, I thought who better than someone who I trust, someone who knows the limits you know? respects our relationship? Plus he has a lot of experience so I've heard, I'm not sure I want a stranger touching you baby." Lando explained his side.

You nodded, you understood where he came from and you also couldn't hide the fact having someone you got along with would partake in this with you making you also feel more reassured.

______

"So when is he arriving?" You asked Lando pacing across the room nervously.

"He should be here any second now," Lando answered way too relaxed on the bed as he scrolled through his phone.

You thought it was quite comical how Lando had been the one to panic when you suggested you guys tried a threesome but now he acted like this was the most casual thing in the world. Little did you know how horny Lando had gotten about the idea after talking to Daniel, how much he couldn't wait to watch you squirm in pleasure from a distance.

"Lando, are you 100% sure this is okay with you?" You asked him as you took a seat next to him.

"Yeah, I promise. You?" He asked you this time.

"Yeah...I'm just nervous that's all." You explained.

*knock knock...Knock Knock...Knock* you heard the beat on the door indicating his arrival.

Lando gave you a comforting smile before you made your way over to the door.

"Hi," you said as soon as your eyes landed on Daniel's. You weren't sure how you were supposed to greet someone when you were about to have a threesome with them.

"Hello, gorgeous." Daniel gave you his usual confident smile. Daniel was also nervous except he knew he couldn't show it around you both, he knew it was highly likely he would have to take the lead in this situation and he was ready to do so.

"Come in," Lando called out from the back of the room.

You moved to the side and Daniel stepped in. You shut and locked the door before joining them all at the center of the room where you watched as Daniel and Lando greeted each other with a fist bump before silence filled the room.

"Sooo..." Lando began.

"How do we start this." You giggled nervously.

"How about we start slow? If at any point either of you is uncomfy just say so and we'll stop." Daniel suggested as he took his jacket off throwing it on an empty chair.

"yeah..." both you and Lando said in unison.

You didn't have much time to react before Daniel walked towards you, his hand wrapping behind your neck while the other held your jaw before his lips landed on yours. You were completely taken by surprise, your hands gripped his wrists loosely as he slowly deepened the kiss.

You gave into the kiss easily, it getting heated in a matter of seconds. Lando found himself mesmerized by the scene in front of him slightly embarrassed about how quickly the blood rushed south in his body.

Once Daniel realized you weren't pulling away and no words of protest were spoken he knew it was okay to carry on. "Lay down for me sweetheart," Daniel whispered into your lips as he gently pushed you onto the bed, your back hitting the mattress softly.

Daniel's fingers looped onto the waistband of your jeans but before me moved further he locked eyes with Lando who gave him a nod.

Lando watched Daniel pull your jeans down, before removing your shirt leaving you in your black lingerie set he loved so much.

"Fuck." Daniel groaned as his hands glided across your body.

You turned to Lando to make sure he was comfortable with what was going on and you were surprised at the look you found in his eyes. It was a new look, dark and full of lust, the tightness in his pants indicating how much he was enjoying watching the scenes unfolding in front of him.

This gave you confidence enough to get up pulling Daniel's shirt off him before stripping his jeans off too leaving him in nothing but his underwear.

Daniel laid on the mattress, his head at the foot of the bed. "Come here." he gestured to you. "Straddle my face." Daniel instructed.

Your gaze went back to Lando who gave you a nod of reassurance. You climbed on the bed and place your thighs on either side of Daniel's face.

Daniel didn't take long before his mouth covered your mound over the fabric of your panties making you let out a soft huff. His tongue began gliding over the fabric and you couldn't help yourself from grinding over his face, his nose hitting your clit perfectly.

Daniel wrapped his arms around your thigh making your movements slow down slightly, he wanted to tease you, to make this last as much as he could.

You cupped your breasts trying to bring more stimulation to yourself. Your eyes remained on Lando as he watched Daniel move your panties to the side before he glided his tongue all across your bare pussy now.

Lando's knees almost went weak as he heard your moans, watching you play with your nipples over the fabric of your bra.

"Come here." You whispered to Lando making him snap out of his trance.

Daniel didn't stop eating away at you as Lando approached you. Your fingers wrapped in Lando's hair as you pulled him in for a deep kiss, your tongue quickly fighting for access into his mouth which he gave immediately.

You guided Lando's hands to your breasts and you reached back to unclasp your bra letting the fabric fall off your shoulders before you tossed it to the side all while you left soft moans into his mouth from the way Daniel was working on your bottom half.

Lando's fingers played with your nipples for a while before you placed your hand back behind Lando's head pulling him down to your nipples, Lando began sucking at your nipples, nibbling at them occasionally making your entire body feel like it was on fire from the stimulation running all across it.

Daniel's tongue had picked up its pace on your pussy and you knew you wouldn't be able to hold it much longer. You grabbed onto Daniel's curls as you began thrusting on his face.

Daniel stiffened his tongue so you could pleasure yourself on him as you thrust back and forth over his tongue and nose until you felt that tingle consume your entire being. Letting out a loud moan as you came down from your first orgasm.

Lando placed his hand on your jaw pulling your face up so he could kiss you once more as if trying to consume your pleasure along with you. The kiss was sloppy but hot considering the circumstances.

You climbed off Daniel as he sat up, his hand gliding up your back. "Why don't you let him get a taste darling?" Daniel whispered, his gaze on Lando.

Lando's hands were palming his member over his jeans. "No, keep going, I'll watch a little longer," Lando smirked.

"You sure?" You asked Lando, slightly out of breath. You slipped your hand inside Lando's jeans stroking him.

"Ride him for me baby." Lando breathed out. Pulling his pants all the way down.

Daniel smirked as you turned back around to face him. He sat at the edge of the bed before pulling his underpants down as you went to straddle him once more.

Lando chucked him a condom which Daniel caught without a problem before he quickly ripped it open and slid it over his thick member.

Lando watched as you slowly sunk down on Daniel, hearing you hiss as you adjusted to his size before your head fell back in pleasure.

Lando almost came undone right there watching you be consumed in pleasure once more. He stroked himself watching you as you began bouncing on Daniel.

Daniel kept a tight hold around your waist so you wouldn't fall as you controlled the pace with which you rid him.

"Babe come here." Lando heard you groan.

Lando got up walking towards you. "You okay baby?" He asked as his hand slid over your back giving you shivers.

"Here babe." You gestured atop the bed.

Lando climbed on realizing what you wanted. He placed himself in front of you, behind Daniel before you grabbed onto his dick stroking it slowly.

"Fuck." Lando groaned everything he'd witnessed building up to now and he knew he wouldn't last long.

"Put it in my f*cking mouth babe." You instructed Lando.

Lando wasted no time in eliminating the remaining distance as you took him all in with no problem beginning to thrust your head back and forth. Now Daniel had to help you keep bouncing up and down as your focus shifted to your boyfriend.

The vibrations of your moans around Lando's dick were making him dizzy with how good it felt and watching Lando in pleasure had you inching closer and closer to your second orgasm.

"Fuck Lando!" You shouted as you hit that second high squirming in pleasure.

"Shit" Lando moaned as he came in your mouth, you swallowed everything with no problem.

"Fuck." Now it was Daniel's turn to moan as he reached his high inside you.

Daniel gently pulled out of you before heading to the toilet to remove and dispose of the now-filled condom.

Lando helped you clean up passing you your bra, and panties before placing his shirt on you so you could cover yourself.

As Lando's shirt slipped over your head you puckered your lips and Lando leaned down to place a sweet kiss on your lips.

"I love you, baby." You whispered to him.

"I love you more." Lando smiled.

Daniel walked back out of the bathroom, his underwear now on him before he started picking up the rest of his clothes.

"Well, this was fun, thank you for the invite, love to do it again sometime. Later." Daniel winked before casually walking out of the room leaving you both alone and confused.

You and Lando turned to look at each other before bursting out in laughter. "You okay?" Lando asked you after you'd both laid down, facing each other on the bed.

"I am, how about you? You seemed to enjoy it." You smirked.

"That was definitely hotter than I expected, I could watch you squirm in pleasure all day babe." Lando revealed making you giggle nervously.

"It was fun, he was good. But no one will ever compare to the way you make me feel." You were honest with him, anyone could fuck you but only Lando could make love to you, making the pleasure consume every fiber of your body until you were left as nothing but a satisfied puddle.

[lxndonorris]

Enchanté - Dando

Lando Norris x Daniel Ricciardo (Dando) Theme: Smutish, Teasing, Touching prompt: "Close your eyes and count to ten. I have a surprise for you." Daniel surprises Lando with a shirt from his new collection, which leads to them making out. word count: 1630+ taglist: @game-set-canet, @mcl4r3n Editors note: I'm still a scrub writing driver ships, so if you have any tips, advice or something like that, feel free to tell me!

Lando is sitting on the sofa, pressing his lips together, and listening to his boyfriend Daniel, who's inside the bedroom, preparing some sort of surprise for him. Just a moment ago, he dragged Lando out of his streaming room; luckily, he wasn't live yet, and Daniel told him to sit down and wait for him.

It is not unusual for Daniel to do that; actually, seeing him this excited always intrigues Lando. Knowing him for years is enough for Lando to know that whatever he's planning is going to be good. Especially when he's acting all secretive, hiding something, or beating about the bush. Tilting his head slightly, Lando tries even harder to understand what Daniel is muttering behind the closed door, but it is incomprehensible.

Narrowing his eyes, he looks at the door when it suddenly opens, and Daniel steps into the room with his hands behind his back. Lando can't help but check him out entirely. Daniel is wearing a multicolored shirt, wide shorts, just short enough to expose the tip of his beautiful tattoos, and socks. He looks incredibly hot and soft at the same time, causing Lando to bite his lower lip gently as he holds back a playful grin.

Wearing similar clothes—after all, it's pretty warm these days—and with both of his hands on his lap, Lando starts to stroke himself, his thighs slowly, trying his best not to draw any attention to that.

"What is that?" He holds back an even wider grin as Daniel takes a few steps closer, with him wearing a gigantic grin on his entire face.

"That's a surprise." Daniel smirks and tilts his head teasingly. His eyes wander down Lando's body, and of course, he notices his fingers gently running up and down his thighs. He knows that Lando can't resist, and he acts purely on instinct. "You want to see it?" Daniel smirks.

Lando crosses his arms in front of his chest and acts like he's contemplating. "I don't know. Is it for me?" He says, with his voice already a little rougher than usual.

"It is." Daniel says and raises an eyebrow. He looks at Lando for a moment before his smile reappears. "Close your eyes and count to ten. Then I will give it to you." 

Intrigued, Lando bites his lower lip, holding back a smirk. "Fine." He growls and closes his eyes.

Right away, he notices Daniel sitting down right next to him.

"Ten." Lando says, and tries to hold back a quick chuckle. "Nine." He lifts his chin, and subconsciously, he starts stroking his chest through his shirt as he gets really excited and nervous.

"Nearly there." Daniel's voice rings through his mind, sending shivers down his spine.

"Eight." Lando growls deeply, and his strokes get a little more intense. His whole chest is tightening as all of his muscles are encouraged to tense. "Seven." Taking a deep breath, he tries to calm himself down.

He listens to Daniel, who's moving something in his hands. 'Some sort of clothes?' Lando thinks to himself, hearing the soft sound of cloth rustling. "Six." 

He can't hold back that smile any longer and lets his hands run down his chest. "Five."

Just then, the faint, sweet scent of Daniel's cologne enters his nose as he takes another deep breath.

"Just one more moment." Daniel says, breathing right against Lando's mouth, sending shivers down his entire back.

"Four." Lando holds back a soft moan, which turns into a light chuckle. This is making it even harder for Lando to stay focused, and keep his composure.

But then Daniel makes it even harder by gently grabbing both of his wrists and removing his hands from his chest. "Just let me help you here." He growls deeply, and the way his fingers brush over Lando's skin—his fingertips are barely touching him as they run up and down his arm—gives him goosebumps.

"Three." Lando breathes deeply and is keeping his eyes shut, even though his entire body is wanting to see this and embrace this moment. "Two." His voice breaks slightly when Daniel puts some sort of clothing into his hands.

"Here." Daniel says it softly and leans back in. His face is now just inches away from Lando's, whose heart is racing now.

"One." Lando says breathlessly, and that word barely leaves his lips when Daniel presses his lips onto his, kissing him lovingly.

Instantly, Lando embraces him, kissing him back. "Mhmmm." He growls and opens his eyes slowly.

Daniel is pulling back, looking right into his eyes. "Wasn't so hard, was it?" He smirks and places a hand at his jawline, stroking his cheek with his thumb.

"Oh, it was." Lando nods and leans in again for another, more gentle kiss. "But it was worth it." He says, and remembers that there is something in his hands.

At the same time, they look down at a beautiful button-up shirt, and Lando feels the soft fabric between his fingers. 

"Dan, this is? Is this from the new collection?" He says, lifting his head to meet Daniel's soft gaze once more. 

"It is." Daniel smiles warmly. "I had this one made for just you." He growls and blushes slightly.

"You did?" Lando's whole chest starts to tingle with excitement. "Daniel." He shakes his head in disbelief, but his boyfriend just shrugs.

"I know you like these." He motions for the shirt and smiles. "And I love seeing you in them." Daniel's smile turns into a playful smirk, causing Lando to mirror him right away.

"Thank you." Lando says softly, kissing him once more. "Should I put it on?" He raises both of his eyebrows, already knowing the answer.

"Oh, definetly." Daniel nods approvingly, and Lando gets up from the sofa, pulling at his t-shirt.

As Lando starts undressing, Daniel gets more comfortable on the sofa, leaning back against the pillows, resting his hands on his thighs, and spreading his legs slightly.

His old shirt drops to the floor, exposing Lando's well-formed physique. A sight that Daniel had seen a dozen times before, but seeing his beautiful boyfriend's bare chest always makes him hard. He lets one of his hands run up and down his thighs, a self-soothing measure.

Lando licks his lips, looking at Daniel, who's subconsciously reacting to this little tease. He enjoys seeing him like this—touching himself, taking deep breaths, and the look of pure desire on his face—and he knows how to make it even more enjoyable.

"Like what you see, huh, Daniel?" He smirks and runs a hand through his messy, curly hair before letting both of his hands feel his own bare chest firmly, stroking himself, his nipples, pecs, and abs a few times.

"Fuuck." Daniel groans quietly and can't help but touch himself through his shorts.

Lando, on the other hand, can't hide his excitement either. It's easy to tell how much he's into this, and the bulge forming inside his own pants isn't helping him at all. He grabs himself once, firmly, and bites his lower lip while Daniel is watching him closely.

"Lando." He grunts, with one hand on his bulge and the other now running through his hair and then down his own chest, again and again.

Both of them are getting really into each other, and with every stroke, Lando's skin flushes with more and more color. He touches himself one more time before he unbuttons the shirt in his hands, and in one swift motion, he slips into it.

It fits really well—not too tight, not too wide—just the way he likes it. "This feels good." He holds back a low groan, but his voice is now even rougher.

"I'm glad." Daniel says, clearly enjoying the show. "Why don't you show me how well it fits?" He smirks deviously and motions for Lando to come closer.

With a huge smile, Lando does as he's told. His entire body is tingling and getting harder and harder. Easily, he climbs on top of Daniel and sits down on his lap. Lando places both of his hands on Daniel's firm chest and starts to stroke him firmly up and down his upper body.

"It feels that good, huh?" Daniel breathes deeply as Lando leans in. Their faces are now just inches away from each other, and he wraps his arms safely around his boyfriend's waist.

Just then, Lando starts to grind his hips against Daniel's, both of them feeling each other's desire building up inside their shorts.

"That good." Lando grunts and leans in even more to place kisses all over Daniel's neck. His beard is tickling him, making it even harder for him to keep his composure.

Daniel leans his head back, embracing his boyfriend fully, as he feels two hands running down his chest, across his hard nipples, and further down right between their legs.

"Fuck. i'm hard." He chuckles, which causes Lando to breathe down his neck, sending shivers down his spine.

"I can tell." Lando smirks, still kissing him, while rubbing his length with the palm of his hand while his other is sliding inside Daniel's shirt, following the outlines of his abs.

They start to move together as one, but then the alarm on Lando's phone goes off.

"Fuuck." Lando groans loudly, knowing very well what that sound means. "Right now?" He takes a deep breath.

"It's fine." Daniel says, knowing that Lando asked a few people to join his stream today. "We will have enough time later." He kisses Lando once, then twice, before they separate.

Lando's hands are still on his chest, unable to let go, and Daniel takes them, squeezing them comfortingly. "I will be here, waiting for you." He growls, tilting his head again.

"I hope so." Lando smirks and kisses him one last time.

[tooxmanyxships]

daniel is woken up by lando thrashing in his sleep due to a nightmare. (one more dano 🥹)

I clearly have a Dando brainrot rn...

Suzuka 2024....

It will probably haunt Lando for life.

He never knew Jules. Not really. But he heard so many stories....from Charles. From the older drivers.

From Daniel.

The pain in Daniel's eyes every time he brought up his deceased friend. It always made Lando wish he could take away that pain, but he knew he couldn't.

The race at Suzuka was always bittersweet. But now it would be so much worse.

The red flag had happened way too fast, Lando had barely registered what happened.

Then he heard that it was a Williams and an AlphaTauri, fuck that new name, who had crashed and all that had registered in his brain was: Daniel, Daniel, Daniel.

Luckily Daniel was out of the car pretty quickly and he was okay, but all Lando remembered was that Daniel crashed.

He crashed where his friend had lost his life.

He couldn't get it out of his head, no matter how hard he tried.

Not even sleep seemed to give him any solace.

~~~~~~~~***********~~~~~~~~

The first thing that caught the attention of Daniel's sleep muffled brain were the silent whimpers behind his back.

At first they didn't really register inside his brain as something important, so he just tried to go back to sleep.

But then the whimpers became louder and the bed started to move. Or at least the mattress and the covers did.

There was a particular loud whimper and a foot hitting his shin that made Daniel snap his eyes open.

Something was wrong.

"Lan?" A soft groan as he turned around to face his boyfriend. Then his heart stopped beating for a second.

Lando was as pale as their sheets and his head was thrashing around on the pillow. His lips were moving, but nothing but unintengible murmuring came out.

Daniel's protective instinct kicked in and he sprung into action.

He leaned over Lando, face hovering over his, as his hand reached out to shake his shoulder.

"Lando. Babe. Wake up."

It took a few more shakes and calling his boyfriend's name, with endearments, before Lando's eyes flashed wide open and his head shot up.

Daniel was just in time to pull back before he got a headbutt.

Lando's eyes were quickly darting around the room, taking in his surroundings, until his eyes finally focused on Daniel.

There was a moment of pure silence. Nothing was heard aside from Lando's heavy breathing.

Then---- a sob.

Before Daniel knew what was happening, he felt two strong arms wrap around his neck, and he was being forced to faceplant into his boyfriend's shoulder with a slight 'oomph' escaping him.

Daniel brought one hand up, gentle fingers carding gently through Lando's curls as he gave him a moment.

He finally had to break the moment though.

"Lan, baby. I need some air here."

There was a hiccup underneath him, but the arms around his neck loosened so Daniel could pull back.

He shuffled his weight a little, then rested his forehead against the Brit's, looking into teary, slightly puffy eyes.

"Hey there."

Lando tried to wipe at his eyes without hitting Daniel in the face.

"Hey.'

Daniel gently kissed the tip of his nose. "Want to tell me what that was about?"

He waited for Lando to get himself back together enough to nod. Then waited even more on the explanation.

"Just had a nightmare."

Yeah. That wouldn't do.

"Did it include me?"

A small nod, "Yes."

"I need a little more here, babe."

"It's the---" Lando swallowed, trying to hold back fresh tears from falling. "T-the c-crash..."

Daniel didn't need more explanation than that. He closed his eyes, pressing his forehead even harder against his boyfriend's.

"Oh babe...."

Instead of using his words, his hand snaked down to grab Lando's. The latter made a little sound of protest, but stopped when he felt the palm of his hand being pressed against Daniel's chest. Right above his heart.

"Can you feel that?"

A nod. Eyes squeezed shut.

"Look at me."

A pause. Eyes opened.

"I'm still here."

A whine.

"I'm okay. You're okay. We're both gonna be okay."

A new sob.

Daniel dropping himself beside his boyfriend and pulling him into a hug, his hand still resting on his chest so the other could feel his steady heartbeat.

"I've got you."

A kiss pressed into messy curls.

"I've always got you."

[revolutionsingingintherainnn]

Through Their Eyes ༘˚⋆𐙚｡⋆𖦹.✧˚

Summary: lando and yn’s relationship through other people’s eyes

𝄞 ln x reader 𓇢𓆸

𝄞 fluff 𓇢𓆸

masterlist ☾☼

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾.

carlos

carlos had known lando since he was nineteen. being teammates with him made carlos realise that they had a lot of common interests, and their sense of humour matched, and in the blink of an eye, lando had become one of carlos' best friends. there wasn't a day that went by without carlos or lando talking to each other, and there wasn't a day that went by without the two learning something new about each other.

carlos prided himself on the fact that he could read lando pretty well. y/n was lando's age and had joined mclaren as part of their hospitality intern. she was not supposed to have much interaction with the drivers, especially considering that she was an intern. her main jobs on some days was to make coffee runs.

fortunately, the coffee runs were what brought lando and y/n closer.

"coffee for you, mr sainz, and coffee for you, mr norris," she had said when she put two cups down in front of them.

carlos had watched as lando was about to make a joke but seemed lost as he stared at the woman and then back at the cup, and back at the woman.

he decided to be a good friend in that moment and save the awestruck boy, "unfortunately, lando doesn't have coffee. he only likes milk. he's still a little boy,"

y/n had laughed, and carlos had watched again with a smirk as lando stared at her with the biggest smile on his face. "i'll be back with a glass of milk then,"

it had become a running joke between the three of them, and soon she had started accompanying them to races as well. in the two years that she had interned with mclaren, she had spoken to almost driver on the grid, and carlos had watched how y/n and lando had slowly become friends. though, friends would be a more appropriate word instead of saying 'lando followed her around and just stood behind her, lost in his daydreams while she spoke to the drivers'.

carlos had watched how lando was always including her in conversations where she stood near the wall, how he pushed her to give her opinion. he had watched how lando slowly helped her build her confidence as she began to become more sure of herself and her abilities.

carlos had also watched how she was always the first one to tell lando that he had done a good job. she sat with him whenever he reviewed all the places he went wrong and had to be better at. she helped him understand the right places for making jokes, and the kind of jokes. he had watched how y/n had slowly helped build lando's confidence.

carlos and lando had a similar humour, but he found very quickly that lando and y/n's humour were exactly the same. they had inside jokes and eyes that laughed every time they looked at each other. they had soft touches and fingers that always grasped the air in the end.

the night of one of the races, when people had left, and only a few were remaining, carlos had been looking for lando to tell him about the golfing range that they could try out during the two weekends they had free. he had walked around looking his friend, even calling out his name. eventually, he found him sitting on the curb of the track with y/n.

they had their masks off, and were sitting close to each other. considering that they were the only two people around, carlos had not reminded the two to wear their masks.

the two had been laughing and giggling and leaning, and carlos walked a little closer to listen to what they were talking about.

"what'cha gonna do for the next two weeks?" lando had asked. it was quiet, and they were quieter, but carlos could still hear them.

"actually, i've been so excited to tell you about it! so, you know how i joined mclaren as an intern, and well, i'm still at a beginner level because i told you that i didn't want to do this forever?" she had seemed excited.

lando had only nodded, still staring at her. it made carlos wonder if lando was actually listening to what was being said.

"so, i've been doing some research, because i finally figured out what i'm going to do with my life. my parents only let me do this because i was interested in formula one, and i wanted a break after high school. though, admittedly, the break was supposed to be just a gap year, ended up being two-three years, but that's fine-"

y/n was cut off, because lando had finally gotten the courage and kissed her. carlos' mouth fell open. lando had confided in him about his crush on y/n, but carlos knew long before that. hell, carlos had known from the very first moment possible.

she had kissed him back, and carlos turned around with a smile on his face as he gave them some privacy.

just as he was leaving, he heard y/n's voice sounding heartbroken, and stopped short.

"lan, i'm going back to university. that's what i wanted to tell you."

"what?"

"i was talking to the drivers the other day about their childhood and what they faced, what you went through. max with his dad, lewis with the bullying, all of that. i realised then that i wanted to study child psychology. i want to be a child psychologist."

"oh. so, when are you leaving?"

"i gave my resignation letter this morning. i found a good university in london too. i applied a while back, and i got in."

"you got in."

"i got in, lan!" she was trying to be excited, carlos knew.

"that's amazing, y/n, congratulations,"

carlos turned around to peek, just a little bit, and saw the two embracing. he watched as lando tried to hide his tears, and y/n, who couldn't stop smiling. he watched as lando found his eyes, and carlos didn't know what to do in that moment.

"it doesn't have to change anything. i mean, i know i won't be there for race weekends and at the mtc and stuff, but i'm here for you." y/n said.

the two pulled back. y/n frowned at the tears on lando's face, and gently wiped them off. carlos feared what was going to happen to their friendship now.

"and, i mean, if the kiss wasn't a fluke, i'd like it again. and maybe every time i see you next?" y/n said, smiling, hoping, and carlos sighed in relief. yeah, the kids were going to be okay.

he could hear lando laughing as he walked back inside. lando was going to marry y/n, carlos could bet his life on it.

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾.

daniel

when daniel had joined mclaren, there was one thing that he saw and was sure of right from the first day: no one could handle lando norris like y/n y/l/n.

he had spoken to her, and was good acquaintances with her. he knew that she had been working with mclaren for a year. lando and y/n seemed to be better friends than lando and carlos were, and that was a tough duo to break.

daniel felt awkward with lando at first. the two had barely anything in common, and combine it with their ten year age gap, it felt almost impossible to bond with the boy over something. both of them felt awkward at first, and both of them knew it.

y/n was perceptive, though, daniel had to agree. she had forced lando and daniel into a room and gave them an hour. that did wonders for the new teammates, because by the end of it, they had become so much more comfortable with each other and just couldn't stop laughing.

that was when daniel started noticing more about lando and y/n's friendship. the way that she was always the first one there to congratulate him, and the last person he saw before he left the garage for a race. the way that he always looked for her, even when he was working.

at first, daniel couldn't understand the impact that a young 20 year old woman could have on a young 20 year old man. their lives were just starting, yet somehow, with them, it felt like their lives had reached the stage of contentment with each other.

when lando first launched quadrant, daniel had watched how y/n had surprised him with wearing the merch and proudly showing it off. he had watched and smiled at how lando had gotten so excited, he had picked her up as he cheered, "you're wearing quadrant! you're wearing my merch!"

she was there for all of the races at first, in the mclaren uniform. daniel had watched how she would talk to him before every race. daniel didn't know what they were talking about, but it always had a laugh and it always ended up with a hug. he honestly thought that y/n was a witch, with the way she could calm down the hyperactive boy. no one that daniel had seen had that effect on lando the way y/n did.

and then, after a point, y/n stopped coming to races. and, daniel wondered if lando and her had had a falling out. he didn't know if he should approach his teammate about it, because it could be a sensitive topic.

two races gone by, and y/n hadn't come. lando had looked upset during those weekends, and he always disappeared right before the race and right after. after one particular race, daniel decided to suck it up and ask.

"why doesn't y/n come anymore?" he blurted out. it wasn't the way he wanted to go about it.

lando smiled softly, and daniel wasn't sure what that smile meant, "she quit. she went back to studying. goes to a university in london."

daniel didn't know that.

"are you guys still in touch?" daniel tried to be as casual as possible, but he wasn't sure if he was doing a good job.

lando's smile got bigger, and daniel took it as a good sign, "yeah, we're in touch. we talk before and after races, and pretty much any time that we're free,"

"that's good to hear," the conversation had ended there.

daniel now knew what his teammate did before and after races when he disappeared.

the silverstone race was when he had finally seen y/n again. lando hadn't seen her yet, and y/n had looked jittery. spotting her, daniel approached her.

"hey, i haven't seen you in so long!" daniel exclaimed.

the two hugged briefly, "oh my god, it's so good to see you! i've just been so busy with uni. finally a race that i could attend,"

"missed us, did you?" daniel teased.

"so so so much," y/n said, and the two laughed.

daniel watched from over y/n's head as lando, who had initially been talking to one of his mechanics pause and turn around, as if he had heard her laugh. daniel continued his conversation with y/n, while also watching lando's reaction. he was looking around, a frown on his face. if daniel had to compare lando's reaction to something, it would be to a dog who could suddenly sniff his favourite treat from somewhere.

just as y/n was about to say something, daniel watched lando finally spotting her in her ln4 merch, before practically screaming, "y/n!"

y/n turned, her eyes lighting up, and lando ran from the other side, dodging people. daniel took a few steps back, wanting to give the two friends some space.

lando's arms had immediately wrapped around her waist, and he picked her up. his face was buried in her neck, and all he said was her name. okay, friends definitely did not hug like that.

pulling back from the hug, lando kissed her. daniel's mouth fell open in shock. y/n had kissed him back, before she pulled away, laughing. lando put her down on the floor again, and pressed kisses all over her face, whispering in between, "you're here, you're here, you're actually here, i'm so happy right now,"

noticing a cameraman approaching, daniel softly said, "cameras, guys,"

taking a deep breath, lando took a step back, folding his arms, "thanks, dan,"

"no problem. now, wanna tell me what's going on here?" his teasing tone only made the two grin bigger.

"we started dating my last night in mclaren," y/n said softly.

"i bet lando cried. finally kissed a girl, didn't you?"

"i did actually cry," lando said, and the three laughed.

kyle, lando's mechanic called out, and daniel bid goodbyes to lando and y/n. he turned heading back, looking back just once to see lando's arm across y/n's shoulders, and y/n's arm circling his waist as they walked to where kyle was.

daniel hadn't seen lando look that happy since y/n had stopped coming for races. something about him had changed. he looked more confident and pleased. he looked as if he could hold the world on his shoulders if he wanted to.

his confidence was seen on the track as well. despite losing two places, lando was happier than most, and daniel knew that just the presence of y/n could have that effect on him.

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾.

max f

max remembered the day lando had called him, excited to tell him about a girl he had met and how carlos, she, and lando had joked around, and how beautiful her laugh was.

he remembered the blush on lando's cheeks and how excited he was. he denied liking her at that time, but no one ever called their best friend to talk about a woman for forty five minutes just to later claim that he didn't have a crush on her.

max had been apprehensive of the woman at first. lando was new to formula one, and he was bound to get famous. from what lando had told max, she was an intern, the same age as them. lando was a trusting fellow, and max felt the need to look out for his friend.

the first time lando had introduced y/n and max to each other, the two were just friends. though, the first meeting proved that max had no reason to be worried. y/n was quick with her witty responses like lando always was. she put up a good fight every time. their banter was entertaining, and y/n knew just how to keep lando on his toes.

they understood each other quite well too. max remembered when after a particularly bad race, the two were on a facetime call, where lando was explaining all that he could have done better, and max giving his inputs. their conversation had been interrupted when a knock on lando's hotel room was heard.

"might be carlos," lando had mumbled, before leaving max on his bed, staring at the ceiling. max could still hear everything, though.

"carlos, i don't feel like-" he heard lando's voice cut off.

"surprise!" a woman's voice, y/n's, was heard.

"what are you doing here?" lando had asked.

"well, i read somewhere that cookies and brownies fixed everything. but, i couldn't find enough ingredients for one particular thing, so i made brookies!" her voice was louder, and max assumed that she had entered the room.

suddenly he saw her face pop up on the phone, "hi max!"

"hey, y/n!" max waved at her.

"you baked me something?"

"uh huh. your flight isn't till nine, and i thought that i could help you pack since you're terrible at it, and max, you and me could listen to music and dance around and eat brookies!"

they had done exactly that, y/n and lando trying their best to include max in all their conversations as well. they jumped around, laughed, and ate brookies throughout. max yelled at lando to save some for him, but lando had pretended to not hear, and then y/n had promised to make more for him. lando was smiling again, and even though max knew that he still felt bitter about the race, it had distracted him.

it was silent for a few seconds, only the music playing, when max checked what was going on. he stopped himself from saying anything when he saw lando and y/n locked in a hug. his face was buried in her neck, and her fingers were in his hair. max didn't know what either of them were saying, but lando had a tight grip on her, his knuckles turning white, and y/n just held him.

max knew their relationship would change soon.

and it had.

after the two had gotten together, lando began coming to london more often, even if it was to spend time with y/n. he invited y/n everywhere, whether they went for quadrant shoots, or meeting new people for new business partnerships.

she would come with her textbooks and her laptop, insisting on studying while they did their thing. for the most part, she did study. during the plane ride to wherever they were going, lando and y/n would sit side by side, sharing wired earphones, listening to music while y/n studied. lando would usually stare at her, or play with her hair. during shoots, y/n would be just as enthusiastic as lando, always pushing him for new ideas.

she trusted him insanely too. any time he would drive at a speed that even scared him, max had seen the way y/n would be carefree, throwing her arms in the air and enjoying the wind.

y/n would even help out with designing lando's helmets. the two had a connection that max didn't understand that well. they brought out the best in each other and knew just how to handle the worst too.

max had seen lando more worried about whether y/n had eaten during exam season than he generally was about himself. max had seen lando care for something other than racing and quadrant. it was new and refreshing, and max knew it was a forever kind of deal.

it always was a forever kind of deal with lando and y/n.

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾.

alex and george

alex and george had sort-of grown up with lando. they had raced each other in f2, and had become quick friends. lando used to look upto alex and george, and the boys knew about it.

they had known lando well when he was a young boy, had seen the way he drove, the way he acted, the way he was in general. they had seen his cocky attitude, and as much of a show he put up in front of the media, they knew that he looked upto almost driver that were on the grid as he tried to make a place for himself in between them.

they had seen how low his confidence was, despite being outgoing and getting along with almost everyone he met. he had been their topic of conversation many times, with the two trying to figure out how they could be there for their friend.

it had helped that lando had found a true friend in carlos, and then daniel. it had changed lando, a positive change that both, alex and george were incredibly happy to see. he still blamed himself after races, but carlos, a veteran, reassuring lando had had a greater effect than george and alex. the two men understood why. they had the same amount of experience in formula one as lando, so trying to convince him that he had done a good job wasn't as effective.

lando had really changed, though, after he met y/n. y/n was outgoing, like lando, and she could talk a mile a minute. she seemed to really give max competition when it came to yapping. but, the best thing that she ever did was make lando smile more often. george and alex were grateful for that.

y/n had a way of correcting lando or telling him new information without making him feel dumb. george and alex knew how insecure lando was for never finishing his schooling, unlike oscar. it was a shock to alex and george when lando told them random facts throughout the day. it was a good kind of shock, but a shock nonetheless. they knew almost immediately that it was the work of y/n.

lando had always been humble. online, he was arrogant. but, he knew what he needed to work on, he knew everything he could about his, and he always wanted to know more. george and alex had often teased him about leaving the last on saturdays after the qualifying session.

but, y/n had stayed with him, had encouraged him, and had showed him that even if he failed, he was still good enough. y/n showed him that even if he lost ten positions, he was still good enough as a driver, and as a racer. he deserved to be in f1, something that a lot of people, including george and alex agreed on.

over the years, lando had gotten good at saying what was expected of him. it was often things that he would go and directly tell people to their faces, but always play it off with the media. lando never forgot to remind alex and george how much he respected them, even if they told them in private. they knew that that was lando's way of making sure that they knew he was being sincere.

the world didn't understand it as much, and the media loved to twist all of their words. so, y/n helped him understand. and, y/n helped him grow. and, even though lando was always a good person, y/n made him better everyday.

alex and george often spoke about the difference five years, six years had made in lando. and they could agree that lando was still the same person, but just a little more grown up and a little more focused. it was his own doing, with some help from y/n.

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾.

max v

padel with lando was one of his favourite things to do. lando was competitive, and he made jokes, and he was arrogant and deprecating, and somehow all of it just fit well.

they had a weekend free before the next race, and what better way could there have been than to participate in another sport with the same person who was the contender for the world driver's championship?

they had played for hours, and after the two had completely exhausted themselves, lando invited max over to his apartment for lunch. agreeing, max texted kelly about his lunch plans with lando, and the two drove to lando's apartment their individual cars.

parking, the two went up the elevator, laughing and giggling and gossiping on their way over. just as lando was about to unlock his front door, he paused and turned to max.

"my girlfriend is a little mad at me right now. i kinda paid off part of her university tuition and i didn't tell her, and now she found out, and i'm basically-"

"-fucked. you're basically fucked."

lando opened his mouth to retaliate, but agreed with max. he was fucked.

unlocking the door, lando called out, "babe, we're home!"

y/n appeared from the hallway, "hi, max! how was padel?"

max watched as lando moved towards her with his arms open, almost like a routine of when he comes back home, but y/n dodged his hands and stepped away. lando looked like a puppy who had gotten kicked, and as much as max wanted to laugh at the expression, he did feel a little bad for his friend.

"hey! um, padel was good. i beat lando, 5 games out of 8," he said.

y/n laughed, "that's wonderful. i'll get your lunch set up, so why don't you relax?"

she still hadn't said a word to lando, and as she turned to head towards the kitchen, he watched as lando followed her like a dog on a leash.

max settled on the couch, and tilted his head back, closing his eyes. he tried not to listen, to not eavesdrop on his friend's very private conversation. but they were loud, so technically, it wasn't his fault.

"baby, i'm sorry, i was trying to help!" lando's urgent voice could be heard. he was speaking softly, but in the quiet house, it was still loud enough for max to hear.

"helping means washing the dishes or getting me supplies for my exams! helping does not mean paying off my tuition!" y/n's hushed whisper came next. she was angry.

"but, why can't i just pay for the tuition? i've got the money, you and i are going to end up married anyways! what's mine is yours!" max had to admit, this was probably the first time he had heard lando so sure on marrying someone.

"exactly! you've got the money. not me. lando, i need to be able to survive on my own, and my tuition is my problem. not yours."

"you are surviving on your own! just 'cause i'm here doesn't mean that you can't lean on me for stuff!"

max heard y/n let out a groan of frustration, "i'm not as rich as you are, lando. i'm not a celebrity or a model, i don't have the money. i'm studying to be a child psychologist. this is my future, and my college, including my tuition fees, is my responsibility."

"yeah, well, you are my future. so, you're my responsibility, and that includes your college and your tuition fees and literally everything else in the world." max smiled. maybe lando would not have to sleep on the couch tonight.

it was quiet for a few seconds, the only sound came from the sizzling of the pan.

"darling, i'm sorry i paid your tuition fees without asking or telling you first. you were stressed out about it the other day, and you were telling me how you would have to take extra shifts at the diner, and i just thought that if i have the money for it, why can't i just get rid of that stress of yours? i really just wanted to help, nothing else." lando's voice was soft, and max strained his ears to listen.

"i feel like i'm taking advantage of you," y/n whispered softly. why were they talking so quietly? max couldn't hear a thing properly.

"advantage of me? love, no. you deserve so much more than what i can offer you. i hate that i have to be away for so long because of my job, but you've never complained and you've always supported me. sometimes i'm scared that i'm not showing you just how much i love you,"

"that's why you paid off my tuition. 'cause you wanted to prove that you love me, but you couldn't figure out how to open your mouth and say it to me,"

lando laughed. that was a good sign. it was silent again. maybe they were hugging? max wished he had a visual as well. and some popcorn.

"forgive me?" lando asked softly.

"only if you have ramen with me tonight, and watch tangled with me again,"

he expected lando to groan. he had listened to lando rant about how the movie was ingrained in his brain and how the songs were stuck in his head constantly because of his girlfriend's obsession with the movie.

"deal. i love you," lando said.

"i love you more,"

"not possible,"

"watch me,"

max smiled. lando was not sleeping on the couch tonight, that's for sure.

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾.

oscar

there was time before the first practice race was supposed to start. oscar sat on his side of the garage, but was quickly getting bored. the mechanics and the race engineers were talking and discussing, and oscar really tried to listen to them and participate in the conversation, but all he wanted to do was go out and drive.

sighing, oscar decided to find lando. if there was anyone who could distract him, it was lando. moving over to his garage, oscar looked for lando, and found him standing with his race engineer, will. the two were in deep conversation about something. lando's shoulders were tense, and his fingers were digging into his arms as he had them crossed across his chest.

oscar sighed. he probably shouldn't disturb him, then. it looked like they were talking about something important, and it's not like oscar had anything specific in mind when he came to find lando. he just wanted a distraction and laugh about something, anything.

just as he turned to go back to his side of the garage again, oscar saw y/n. he smiled, and was about to walk over to her so that he could at least strike a conversation with her.

oscar and y/n were good friends. they had a lot of similar interests and often spoke or hung out outside of lando. lily and y/n also got along really well, and that was just another pro in his list.

just as he was about to go talk to y/n, he stopped short, as he watched her open her bag and rummage through it. the paddock pass was hanging from her neck, and the orange cap she wore almost made her invisible to the media.

finally pulling out, what he assumed was a fan, he watched as y/n weaved her way through the crowd and stood behind lando, who was still in a deep conversation with will.

oscar worried for a second. he knew lando well, and he knew y/n well. he knew that lando hated to be disturbed when he was working or when he was focused on something, especially if it was related to improving his performance. he also knew that while y/n always meant well, sometimes, she couldn't figure out the right timings for things. while oscar knew that lando would not yell at her or anything, he still worried that lando would accidentally say something in the heat of the moment that he would regret later, but it would inevitably hurt y/n. she was sensitive and she felt too much for everyone. he didn't want y/n to be hurt.

he stayed still, though. he wasn't sure if it was his place to interfere. it wasn't his relationship, and he was friends with both of them. so, he stayed where he was, and he watched.

he watched as y/n stood behind lando. he watched as will noticed her, smiling just slightly, before turning his attention back to lando. he watched as lando didn't seem to notice that.

he moved a little closer, just so he could make out a little bit of what they were saying.

he watched as y/n started fanning lando, a mischievous grin on her face. he watched as lando's shoulders sagged in relief from the cool air, and then watched him tense up. he watched as lando turned around, wanting to find out where the cool air was coming from, and was met with y/n and her fan.

the couple were laughing now, and lando hooked an arm around her waist and trapped her against him. oscar could see both of y/n's arms against lando's chest as she leaned back to look at him, her hand still clutching the fan.

he watched as the two spoke, far too softly for oscar to hear them. but he saw the smiles on their faces, and the love in their eyes. the fans called him oscar "heart eyes" piastri whenever he looked at lando. if the fans saw lando and y/n right now, "heart eyes" would be an understatement.

he watched as lando pressed a kiss to her lips, and he watched as y/n tucked herself against his chest. he watched as lando and will got back to their conversation. lando's hands were running up and down her back, and oscar watched as lando's shoulders relaxed, and how he wasn't grinding his teeth anymore, and how all the tension that he seemed to keep in his body almost all the time melted away.

in that moment, oscar realised that the things he knew about his teammate/friend and his friend, they knew it better. they knew each other better, and they were stronger like that.

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾.

i may have messed up the timeline a bit somewhere in the start. but, this is one of my favourites that i've ever written! this is my prompt list, so y'all can select a number, give me a driver and i will write it as soon as possible! i also have a google form for a taglist if anyone's interested! you can sent in your requests here :)

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「 ✦ F1 GRID — LETS GET PHYSICAL

˖ ࣪ 𖥔 navigation. | requests — open | main masterlist (coming soon)

drivers included | max verstappen, charles leclerc, carlos sainz, lando norris, oscar piastri, daniel ricciardo, franco colapinto, lewis hamilton

description | drivers and their favorite kinks

content warnings | mature content ahead — 18+ only, minors do not interact

authors note | hope everyone enjoys reading this one! if you have any requests for drabbles or blurbs involving those i write for please send it in and i will try to get it out as soon as possible <3 *not spelled checked*

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— 𝐌𝐀𝐗 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐍 ¹

҉ PRAISE KINK !

— whether he praised you or you praised him; max verstappen was an absolute whore for praising

— both in public and behind closed doors he would take the praises only from you. being a three time world champion as many reminded him of his accomplishments he’d down play it. but you? oh he loved when you’d sing his praises

— “you did so great out there, maxie. no one does it like you.” praising him in public after a great race would look like that. behind closed doors was another story; “right there, max. fuck you’re doing so well keep going.” “only you know my body, no one compares”

— on the other hand max loved praising you and he was an absolute menace for it when he’d have you bent over the bed fucking you with his hands gripping your hair; “come on, baby. squeezing me so tight you love being handled like this, hmm?” “you’re doing so well for me, baby.” “such a good girl for me.”

҉ QUICKIES !

— max loved taking his time with you but with his busy schedule especially on race weekends he couldn’t give you enough time. however, he always made the most of the 10-20 minutes you had together on any occasion.

— whether it be 10 minutes before he’s gotta go out for the national anthem or 15 minutes before he is due to attend the press conference he would grab you and take you in any room that had a lock. “fuck that’s it, you’re doing so good for me baby.” “gonna have you cum three times before i gotta be out there in ten minutes. you like that?”

— 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐒 𝐒𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐙 ⁵⁵

҉ HAIR PULLING KINK !

— the man has beautiful hair…how can he not have a hair pulling kink?

— carlos loved pulling your hair whether it was while you rode his cock or he was taking you from behind; he loved having his hands in your hair

— but it was when you pull his hair that really gets him going both intimately but whenever you’d be watching a movie or out with friends your hand would go to the nape of his neck and travel up to his hair giving it a soft tug

— between your legs carlos is eating you out both sloppily and hungrily, tongue against your aching core his fingers now at your entrance giving you extra pleasure when they’re stretching you out, “fuck. just like that carlos,” you tangle your fingers in his hair giving it a rough tug when he rubs his thumb on your clit

— every thrust his fingers would give your cunt and tongue giving your folds so much attention you’d tug his hair closer to your pussy if that was possible; “fuck, baby, do that again. harder.” “god, hermosa, gonna make me cum in my pants if you keep pulling my hair like that.” “right there, keep doing that princesa. wanna suffocate in your pussy.”

҉ DIRTY TALK !

— his native language being spanish played a role in his love for dirty talking he loved the reaction he’d get out of you when you’d hear him speaking to you in spanish

— morning, noon, night; carlos fucked you any moment he had some free time which was rare but on those occasions he did he make sure to speak his dirty thoughts of you: and to you

— “fuck, my good girl, chokin’ on my cock” “that’s it, hermosa. let them all hear whose fucking your tight pussy…the only man who makes you cum.” “te ves tan perfecta para mí de rodillas llena de mí. mi bella princesa.”

— 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐋𝐄𝐑𝐂 ¹⁶

҉ ORAL !

— charles loved having you on your knees mouth stuffed with his cock. your lips showing his tip some extra love with a few kisses after finishing in your mouth and you’d take him once again pulling him in your mouth again for another round.

— what he loved the most though? spending hours in between your thighs giving you multiple orgasms until you are begging him to stop (very rare to want him to stop)

҉ ROUGH SEX !

— despite seemingly carrying a calm demeanor around friends & family behind closed doors charles loved being rough with you in bed. especially after yet another week where ferrari fucks up his race he feels the best place to let out his stress and anger is on you. which you gladly took.

— rough and sloppy kisses you share entering his hotel room to his rough hands pushing you onto the bed and fucking you with his fingers until you’re squirting all over him and the bedsheets.

— your face pressed down on the mattress while he takes you from behind arching your back and yanking on your hair pulling you close to his chest he’d give you another rough thrush while whispering the most vulgar sentences to come out of his mouth.

— 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐒 ⁴

҉ COCKWARMING !

— sometimes being weeks apart from each other you wanted to feel as close as possible while catching up on what you’d miss. you’d get settled on his lap moaning at the feeling of him stretching you after being gone for so long. you’d get comfortable and you would both talk about what you had been up to the last few weeks

— streaming with max you’d make sure his camera was off before you climbed on his lap. he would be confused as to what you were doing but the moment you take his cock out of his briefs and sinking down on him he’d hold his moans in and grab your waist pulling you closer.

- turning his mic off he lets out a whine when you rock your hips against him, “fuck, baby, can’t do this right now i’m so close to winning.” you’d agree with him and tell him to finish the game you’ll just wait for him; still sitting on him with his cock deep inside you. safe to say he lost the game just to play again, enjoying the feeling of his cock resting inside you

҉ SHOWER SEX !

— lando loved it when he’d be showering and you’d join him halfway through giving him some extra attention that he desperately wanted. he loved the intimacy about it when you’d help rinse of the shampoo in his hair or how he’d glide the body gel all over your body

— you loved it when it was a post race win or podium and he’d drag you to the small bathroom in his drivers room and shove you against the shower wall giving your pussy some extra love while you pull on his hair before he would have his cock shoved deep in your aching cunt, getting some loud moans out of you which he’d cover up with a kiss

— 𝐋𝐄𝐖𝐈𝐒 𝐇𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐓𝐎𝐍 ⁴⁴

҉ PHONE SEX !

— being a formula 1 driver was a demanding job which required lewis to travel almost all year long and you couldn’t always go along with him due to your job. you missed him all the time when he was gone but especially on the days when you were extra needy were the worst

— that’s why he’d stay on the phone with you all day despite his busy schedule. he’d have one airpod in while having to be in a meeting not listening to the less important subjects so he’d listen to you and what you were doing for the day

— but then on days where your vibrator wasn’t enough you’d call or facetime your boyfriend begging him to help you through your orgasm, it also helped that he had the most soothing voice that constantly brought you to tears when he’d have your face shoved on the mattress, ass pressed against him as he fucked you

— “oh…’m so close, lew” you’d whimper through the facetime call, your phone propped against your nightstand while you grind your aching cunt against a pillow. desperately needing more release your reach to rub your clit when lewis’ voice fills the phone, “i didn’t say you could do that, did i?” he questions, he was due to be in the media pen in 10 minutes but he wouldn’t let you take the easy way out to cum before he left

— “please, baby, need to cum please,” you beg lewis as your movements speed up. “don’t use your hand. keep fucking youself on my pillow, i’ll be home in a few days and take such good care of you. that’s it baby, be a good girl and cum for me.” his encouragement is more than enough to have you squeezing your breasts and nipples as your release spills all over the pillow

҉ MIRROR SEX !　

— you weren’t sure if it was you or lewis who decided adding a mirror to the ceiling of your bedroom was the best option for your sex life but either way you were two happy people

— you enjoyed watching lewis fucking you his eyes meeting your through the mirror; he loved having you bounce on his cock watching the way you threw your head back moans filling the room. he loved it so much he requested his drivers room to have a mirror on the ceiling as well. after many warnings not to they finally gave in and gave him what he (and you) wanted

— his hand around your throat with two fingers deep inside your pussy he’d whisper dirty thoughts into your ear, “you look so pretty for me like this. wanna see you cum for me, sweet girl. that’s it you’re squeezing my fingers so good,” you’d bite your lip trying to suppress your moans in the small room knowing anyone walking by could easily hear you

— 𝐎𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑 𝐏𝐈𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐈 ⁸¹

҉ DRY HUMPING !　

— again, being a formula one driver was a demanding sport. a demanding sport that kept your sex life with oscar very low many, many, many times. so when you had the chance to feel a little bit closer to your boyfriend you took the chance.

— whether against the wall of his drivers room with your clothed pussy rubbing against his race suit or in bed on his lap before ha has to catch a flight to the next race; you were both absolutely infatuated with each other and dry humping

— drivers room; oscar would be leaned up against the wall while your hips grind against his thigh, “osc,” you whine as he moves your panties to the side rubbing your clit while you con the to fuck yourself on him, “shh, be a good girl for me and stay quiet. then after the race i’ll stuff you full of my cock all night.” his words have you biting down on his shoulder as you cum all over his thigh

҉ SQUIRTING !　

— he had discovered this one night while you both watched a movie, laying between his thighs your head pressed against his chest his hand trailed down to your shorts pulling them off with nothing else underneath he worked his fingers inside you. soon enough you had squirted all over his hand and bedsheets; a first for both of you

— that just started something inside oscar which was wanting to make you squirt any chance he got. you could be exhausted from work or a long flight but you’d let him have his way with you. at the end you’d be filling the room with sounds of pleasure as his fingers or cock fucked your tight cunt until he reached the exact spot that had you squirting all over him

— "so wet for me, and so fuckin' tight." "i can feel how close you are baby, gonna make a mess all over our sheets, hmm?" he praises you, his fingers curling deep inside you. his groans and your moans fill the room as you squirt all over his hand and sheets making a mess like he had said. pulling away from you he now plays between your thighs and smiles up at you, “time to clean this mess up.”

— 𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐎 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎 ⁴³

҉ DIRTY TALK !　

— you’ve seen franco in interviews he was a talker so it wasn’t a surprised he was a talker behind closed doors as well. he had a filthy mouth on him when it came to you and he never stopped praising you

— “eso es amor, apretándome tan bien. let me hear your pretty moans.” “cum all over my cock, amor. fuck, fuck—look so perfect for me.” “gonna let me fuck you against the door? gonna make sir everyone hears what a filthy whore you are.” you’d think by now you’d get tired of his constant yapping (sometimes you did) but when he fucked you? you loved hearing his voice the entire time

҉ ORAL !　

— the man was good with his tongue what more could you say? he was infatuated with having his tongue on your pussy for hours on end tasting how sweet you were. buried between your thighs as your hand stung on his hair, whines and moans escape your mouth begging him for more

— “franco, ‘m so close, right there,” you gasp feeling his tongue poking in your cunt as he devours you, “es todo princesa, déjalo ir por mí. mierda. sabes tan dulce.” you cum and he doesn’t let a drop escape his tongue as he licks you clean

— 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐄𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐎 ³ [retired]

҉ THIGH RIDING !　

— the man had a tattooed thigh…how could you not want to ride it? it first started on a night out with friends enjoying the sunset at the beach when daniel placed you on his lap your hand traced circles on the tattoos that littered his thigh; one thing led to another and you snuck off to the car and he let your imaginations come to life

— at a club filled with loud music and dark lights you’d take advantage of the moment and grind yourself on his thigh enjoying the feeling, at home while he works on sending out some emails you’d keep him company with your core pressing against his thigh, anyplace and anywhere you were a menace for his thighs

— he loved it too, so much he’d started adding some more tattoos to his collection on his thighs which made you even more excited to ride him only to wait until he was healed to do so. you could ride his other thigh but something about fucking yourself on his tattooed thigh felt so so much more enthralling

— “you look so pretty like this, ridin' my thigh...makin' yourself cum.” “make yourself cum on my thigh right now, good girl. feels good, doesn't it?” his encouraging words bringing you to your third orgasm of the night just form riding his thigh, “come on, honey, gonna give me one more then i’ll fuck you for however long you want”

҉ FILMING !

— daniel loved having videos or pictures of the activities you got up to in the bedroom with each other. he loved watching the videos while he was away from you weeks on end. however, he loved it more whenever you got the chance to film each other especially for fun not because he’ll be gone for a few weeks and needed someone to fill the void

— daniel comfortably laying down between your thighs lapping at you like there’s no tomorrow, “danny, feel so good…oh,” you whine trying to hold the camera that was pointed at him steadily but you were so close. “that’s it baby, cum all over me you taste so fucking sweet. could never get enough of this,” he says only getting a second to breathe before he’s diving back between your thighs to bring you to your second orgasm of the night

— you loved the risk of having an album on your phones that were filled of videos and pictures of the two of you or sometimes of just one of you. you’d created a small album curated for daniel filled of pictures of you in lingerie or fully nude; the videos were another story. filled with you fucking yourself with your fingers, vibrator, a pillow; you made sure daniel was fulfilled for the weeks he wouldn’t have you

— daniel made a small photo album for you as well more so filled of the two of you, he knew how much you loved rewatching the videos of you two fucking. you loved the way he propped the camera against the nightstand and had you riding his cock until you begged him to let you cum or the time he fucked you in his drivers room facing the mirror on his door his hands on your breasts squeezing them while you rode him back against his chest holding onto the camera shakily and almost dropping it when he’d thrust up into your cunt

[uluvjay]

F1 Drivers reacting to you flashing them..

Based off this Tik tok!!, thank you @turcott3 for always helping with these

| Lando Norris | He goes right in for a grab, his sweet giggle is filling the air as he’s got your breasts cupped in his hands..takes you to the bedroom and shows you how much he appreciates his girls ;)

| Charles Leclerc | He’s confused at first honestly and even after he catches on he’s still confused. His tan cheeks are bright red and you end up having to explain it was just for fun!

| Lewis Hamilton | He’s not with it tbh, he’ll have a little laugh but you’re quickly being carried to the bedroom. He’s to mature for any jokes and if you’re showing him one of his favorite things he’s gonna make you feel good!

| Oscar Piastri | Poor boy panics, he’s not sure what’s going on but suddenly your breasts are out and despite seeing them many times he’s flustered. Pulls your shirt back down and asks if you’re okay.

| Lance Stroll | He’s confused at first but once he catches on he giggles before pulling you into him and quickly gets things started! Makes sure to pay extra attention to his girls

| Daniel Ricciardo | Laughs honestly, he finds it amusing. Pulls your shirt down and kisses you and tells you he really enjoyed that. It becomes a common thing in your house!

| Carlos Sainz | Smirks and doesn’t waste time, he’s diving in and what wasn’t supposed to be sexual quickly turns into his mouth wrapped around your breasts. He really really enjoyed it :)

| Logan Sargeant | Goes into a trance, sitting there mouth open, eyes wide, blush forming on his cheeks. You have to pull him out of his little world and he immediately gets embarrassed but makes sure you know he really liked that.

| Max Verstappen | This man is so confused, looks at you with question marks floating around his head. Asks what you did that for and makes you laugh but he’s still severely confused and slightly concerned.

[verstappen-cult]

ACCIDENTALLY SENDING HIM AN AUDIO MOANING, F1 GRID.

✶ THE GRID. max verstappen. charles leclerc. oscar piastri. lando norris. daniel ricciardo. george russell.

content warnings ✶ disclaimers. fem!reader. smau. sexting. suggestive content. attempted humor.

do not repost, translate, plagiarise or claim any of my works as your own. | © verstappen-cult, 2024.

GWEN RAMBLES — helloooo 🙂‍↔️🙂‍↔️🙂‍↔️ what is this? you may ask yourself. well, this is just a silly little thing i wanted to try. let me know what you think and if you’d like to see more of this. i had a very fun time doing these! comments & reblog are greatly appreciated.

[cutieln4]

PR Problem | LN4 smau

lando norris x reader

summary: in which lando's girlfriend is gorgeous, and he is not afraid to be horny on main

fc: madison beer

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yourfriend pretty girl

username1 you’re so gorjus

landonorris oh my god

landonorris i need you so bad

landonorris i’m coming home rn i can’t take it😫

username2 actually so down bad

maxfewtrell mate it’s been 2 days

landonorris please just one chance

landonorris on my knees for you🧎‍♂️

oscarpiastri Zak just scheduled a PR training session for you

username3 LANDO’S COMMENTS OMG💀

username4 he’s so unhinged i love him

username5 how did lando pull her???

username6 he’s sick of the lando norizz allegations😭

username7 wish my boyfriend was as down bad as lando is

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username1 how is she so gorgeous

username2 lando is so lucky

landonorris i know😍

landonorris oh wow

landonorris is she single?

username3 one thing is certain in life: if there’s a post about y/n, lando is gonna be in the comments

landonorris need her more than i need oxygen

landonorris i’ll be a passenger princess for you😫

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landonorris run me over with that car pls

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username5 i’d kill to have her looks

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landonorris WOOF WOOF

landonorris GNAWING AT THE BARS OF MY ENCLOSURE

oscarpiastri Zak is disappointed again

landonorris you could beat me up and i’d thank you

username1 looked at myself and sighed

username2 just spent 20 minutes laughing at lando’s comments

username3 life is so unfair

username4 nah fr cause she’s pretty, nice, funny, has a good body, AND is dating an f1 driver

username5 PLEASE BE IN THE PADDOCK THIS WEEKEND🙏🙏

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username7 she’s so out of lando’s league

username8 if lando was able to pull her, maybe the rest of us have a chance

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landonorris i’m all yours

username1 i’m crying this is so sweet

username2 i love boyfriend lando

username3 THE NOSE SCRUNCH🥹

username4 i love them

landonorris i did it for you baby🫶🫶

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username5 HE DID IT YESSSSSSS

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username7 the difference in the way they compliment each other is crazy

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username2 can lando fight??

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landonorris that’s MY girlfriend everyone

landonorris omfg she’s so sexy🤤

landonorris i want her to wrap her legs around my head😫

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username6 i need her to tell us her highlighter

username7 she’s so perfect it’s unfair

username8 hair is always perfect

[babyboydaniel]

Lullaby | Part 2

Daniel Ricciardo x Lando Norris | Mentions of Daniel Ricciardo x Fem!Reader, Lando Norris x Fem!Reader Fluff | Warnings: Suggestive Themes | Word Count: 1.3K Daniel and Lando's story after Knock, Knock.

Everything was so warm and soft. Lando did not want to leave his little comforting bubble. But, as the seconds ticked by, he could feel sleep slip away from his clutches. The fogginess lifted from his eyes as they slowly opened. Lando woke up to an eye full of Daniel’s chest. The details of the night before slowly came back to him. His cheeks flushed, and a tiny smile graced his lips. 

Daniel’s hand came up to run his fingers through Lando’s curls. Lando moaned in contentment. He could get used to waking up like this. 

“Lando?” Daniel questioned quietly. 

“Mmmhmm?” Lando responded. The thought of using complete words seemed like too much of an effort. 

“You awake yet?”

Instead of answering, Lando pressed his face further into Daniel’s chest. Grumbling as his arms tightened around him. 

Daniel chuckled, “I will take that as a yes.”

Moments pass before Lando feels ready enough to meet Daniel’s gaze. Pulling back from the comfort of Daniel’s embrace, Lando glanced up to look at the man he was pressed against. Sleep still cloaked Daniel’s features, his features round and his curls amiss. Lando could get used to seeing Daniel like that. So open and vulnerable. 

“Good morning,” Daniel smiled. 

“Good morning,” replied Lando. 

Daniel gently caressed Lando’s cheek, his thumb running along his bottom lip. Without thinking, Lando’s tongue flicked out to swipe across the wandering digit. Pulling it slightly between his parted lips. Daniel’s breath hitched as he stared at this thumb against Lando’s pillowy lips. His eyes darkened under the faint morning light. 

“Lando,” Daniel began. 

Lando beamed, “You said more kisses.”

Daniel chuckled but slowly leaned in, watching for every minuscule reaction of the others before delicately pressing his lips to Lando’s. Lando immediately melted under his touch. The kiss was tender, neither of them rushing to take it further. Just two people learning each other. Everything that comes after can wait until later. After they talk and when they have more time. 

Then, the blare of ringtone rang out throughout the room. Both of them jumped at the disruption, laughing as they pulled away from one another. 

“That’s me,” Daniel said as he scrambled to grab his phone from the bedside table. 

As Daniel answered the phone, Lando returned to his place against his teammate's chest. 

“Hi babe,” Lando heard Daniel greet the person on the other side of the phone. 

“Hi. You just get up?” Lando heard in response either Daniel had this call on speakerphone or he answered a Facetime call while in his bed. Based on the voice, it could only be one person, Daniel’s girlfriend. 

As the call went on, Daniel continued to run his hand through his hair. Almost lulling him back to sleep. He let his eyes close, and his mind wandered. 

“Lando, do you want to say hi?” Daniel interrupted after a couple of minutes. 

Lando nodded, “Of course.” He shifted so he sat against the headboard and snuggled against Daniel. His teammate angled the phone, ensuring that they both could be seen. Daniel’s girlfriend was how he remembered from only a couple of nights ago. He had not spoken to her since leaving the hotel room that Monday morning, so he was unsure how awkward the encounter would be. 

“Hi,” she beamed. Her beautiful smile brightened up her face.

“Hi, how are you?” Lando responded. 

“Good, good. I hope Daniel was not the absolutely worst bedmate. I know he can be a bit of a blanket hog,” her eyes sparkled as she teased him. 

“Hey!” Daniel exclaimed. 

Lando laughed, “No, he was on his best behavior.”

“Good, feel free to keep him in line if he isn’t.”

“Believe me, I will,” he stated as Daniel pulled him closer. Lando saw his girlfriend glance at how close they were, but there seemed to be nothing but acceptance in her eyes. Not one ounce of negativity could be detected. It did enough to dampen his nerves just a bit. 

“Well, my two favorite boys, as much as I hate to, I have to get going,” she stated with a pout. 

With goodbyes from both sides and Daniel’s promise to see her soon, they hung up. It was just the two of them again. Lando could not help but let his thoughts pull him deeper into his mind. He had no clue where he stood with Daniel. He knew how he felt and was unprepared to get his heart broken. Not that anyone ever was. 

“I can practically hear you thinking,” Daniel stated as he pulled Lando closer, “I know we need to talk, but we need to get to the track before people start looking for us.”

Lando nodded and pulled Daniel into a kiss, already missing his lips against his. He always found the Aussie’s presence grounding. A wave of calm washed over him as he let those worrying thoughts float away. Daniel’s lips moved against his as if trying to erase doubts from his mind. He licked into his parted lips, Lando moaning as he let him in. Lando shifted until he was straddling Daniel’s lap, and his hands wound around his neck, tugging at the soft hair at the nape of his neck. His teammate’s hands skimmed along his sides until they clutched his hips, pressing him closer. Every millimeter of them touching, nothing left between them. 

Lando groaned as he ground against Daniel’s growing member. If he did not have to drive a car that day, he would beg Daniel to fuck him. He was not above it. Both rutted against each other. The whimpers Daniel was making below him spurred him on. He could listen to the noises he made on repeat. Daniel began kissing and biting down his neck, unfortunately not hard enough to leave any marks. 

“Lando, baby, we need to get going,” he murmured to his skin. 

Lando sighed, “But I want you.”

“Believe me, I want you too. But we are already running late,” Daniel laughed, pulling away from Lando’s neck. His honey-brown eyes met Lando’s gaze. 

Lando rolled his eyes but moved from Daniel’s lap and off the side of the bed. 

Daniel chuckled and got off the bed himself, “Don’t be a brat.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Lando grumbled before walking over to his open suitcase to pull out his outfit for the day, going for the typical McLaren uniform. 

Daniel was silent as he moved around the room, but as Lando stood up, he felt his arms wrap around his waist, drawing him back against his chest. Daniel’s lips found home at the base of his neck, slowly licking up until he reached the shell of his ear. Daniel’s hands dipped beneath the hem of his shirt as he whispered, “Be a good boy for me and behave.”

Lando shuddered as his words spread across his body. “Daniel,” Lando whined. 

“Time for you to shower, and I will see you at the track,” he responded as his fingers brushed over Lando’s sensitive nipples. The moan that poured from Lando’s mouth was pornographic. He pressed his chest into Daniel’s hands, wanting more. However, Daniel was not having any of that. He pulled his arms from around Lando and stepped back from his body. 

“Tease,” Lando chided as he turned around to face him. 

“Behave,” Daniel warned with an amused smile on his lips. 

Lando stepped into Daniel’s space and quickly pressed a kiss to his cheek before heading towards the bathroom door. 

“See ya at the track,” he called over his shoulder as he closed the door behind him. 

He could hear Daniel’s signature cackle from beyond the wood door, followed by the heavy hotel door promptly closing. As much as he wanted to invite Daniel to shower with him, he knew he would have more time with him later. He was sure that the wait would be worth it. Anything from Daniel is worth waiting for.

Part 1 | Part 3

[dittaturamonegasca]

F1 (mostly shippers or fanfic friendly, i guess) fandom, once again I summon you: I'm in the mood for moments and headcanons sooooo any ideas, suggestions or requests you'd like to submit? Let me know in the comments or in the ask box, I really feel the need to write something (anything) 👀🤌🏻

[preet-01]

The Many Boyfriends of Daniel Ricciardo

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Chapter 2: Who Does He Think He Is?

Everyone knew that Daniel loved all things American.

You just had to spend a few minutes with him and you'd realize that the Australian was absolutely, undeniably charmed by the United States. Though his affections were specifically focused on Texas and cowboys, he did appreciate other things as well.

Like football.

Daniel loved football. He may not fully understand all the intricacies of the sport or the vast history, but he did love it.

All the other drivers knew just how much Daniel loved American football and how many times during race weekends, he could be seen watching a game or telling Blake to record it for him to watch later.

None of them expected a football player to actually encroach on Daniel's inner circle. To carve out a space for his rather large self in Daniel's close-knit group of lovers. Making room for Scotty had been easy, but Josh Allen? No, they did not like it one bit.

Despite Max's best efforts of keeping Daniel in Monaco in their shared apartment building or Lando's efforts in keeping Daniel in Woking, Daniel ends up in Buffalo, New York (a place that most of the drivers didn't even know was a real place).

From there on, it's just bit by bit of realizing that they would have to deal with the American for more than just a little bit like it typically was with Daniel's LA friends.

Max should be happy, basking in Daniel's company and delighting at the sight of the crop top that the McLaren media team had gotten Daniel to wear, but instead, he was grumbling about a big, burly American football player manhandling Daniel all around the paddock as if he was the only one to have Daniel's attention.

"Who does he think he is?" Max grumbles as he talks to Charles. They’d all seen how this Josh Allen never left Daniel’s side and looked like some lovesick fool. (They all also chose to completely ignore that they looked like that when Daniel’s undivided attention was on them.)

"Does he not know that Daniel is taken?" Charles questions in response, his eyes narrowed as he watches this so-called football player catch popcorn in his mouth that Daniel was throwing. Charles could do that too, why did Daniel need someone new when the rest of them were so good at catching things in their mouth.

In another part of the paddock, Lewis and George were watching the same scene with the same annoyance. "I hope that your team beats his team," George says. He doesn't know a lick of American Football, but he does know that he doesn't want the latest entry on the list of boyfriends to win.

"I want that too, but he's annoyingly good," Lewis mutters. "Maybe we should set an F1 curse on them or something," he says. Lewis only partly considers how influential Nico's selfie curse would be on football outcomes.

In his opinion, Lando thinks he has it the worst. Sharing a garage and a wall between drivers' rooms meant that he got to hear and see everything. And a guy like Josh Allen was intimidating, to say the least, so he couldn't even do something about it.

He rolls his eyes when he sees this Josh guy pick up and twirl Daniel in the garage. Sure, he couldn't do that, but he could do other things. Lando's sure he's more flexible than the hulk-like man Daniel seems to want in his bed after the race is over. He's not as flexible as Lewis, but he is much more flexible than Max and George, and definitely more flexible than the American.

[iheartmonaco]

imma just send ideas at the randomest of (uk) times everr lmfaoo

texts with the grid (+ollie, if possible. im predictable i knowwww) where the drivers send a spicy pic to (male or gn) reader to distract them whilst at work? heheh

-bear anon

Bb boy I love your prompts

When You're At Work

🔸 including: Charles Leclerc, Carlos Sainz, Lando Norris, Oscar Piastri, Max Verstappen, Daniel Ricciardo, George Russell, Lewis Hamilton, Ollie Bearman

🔸warnings: mature, mentions of sex

🔸Gender neutral reader

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