#feels good (it's a heavy copacetic) dot ao3

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feels good (it's a heavy copacetic)

(oscar piastri/lando norris, explicit, 3.1k)

It’s a lot, when the stars clear from his vision and the toy doesn’t stop buzzing. His body moves without permission, back arching further away from where his wrists are cuffed underneath him, hips twisting like they can escape the all-consuming sensation dragging through his body. Oscar likes it anyways. Likes the way it feels to tip over into a second orgasm when he’s still shaking from the first. He just has to convince his limbs to let him push through. That’s what the cuffs are for. Once Oscar can breathe again, overwhelmed nerves no longer screaming at him, back to sending zips of pleasure up his spine, he reaches for the key. Just for the reassurance of cool metal against his fingertips. His hand meets nothing but cotton sheets. It’s not there. The sudden rush of real helplessness is dizzying.

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oh my god i read this before bed last night and this morning when i woke up it was all i could think ab and for the first few hours of the day i just kept getting reminded of it and i’d just sit there in a daze for minutes. at one point lawn maintenance was using a leaf blower and i briefly thought, “that sounds like a vibrator.” and then i spent the next five minutes staring into space thinking about oscar tied up w a vibe in him. absolutely brain rotted.

(fic link) the noise i let out reading this. could best be described as an evil giggle. skdjskdhskjd this is the greatest ask ive ever received frankly oh my god. sorry for rotting your brain but also . completely and utterly not sorry for rotting your brain. welcome to the club 😭😭😭 i too spend large chunks of my day staring into space thinking abt oscar in Situations until im forced to write it down to Expel The Visions