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Kentoâs favorite position will always be fucking you in a mean mating press where he had your body forcefully folded in half by his, because thereâs just something so raw and intimate about having your bodies and soft skin pressed up against each other in such a filthy manner. Both of your sweaty bodies melted into each otherâs as he pounded you deeper and deeper into the soft mattress with such neediness and desperation. Every time heâd possessively thrust himself into you, it had the entire bed creaking and the mattress sinking lower and lower because of his overpowering strength and weight. Itâs almost crazy how heâs practically crushing you with his muscular body. The way heâd manhandle you and bend your legs into your body was so inhuman and fucked up but obviously based on the countless times that he had wrecked your little pussy and stretched your tight walls soo widely to hug his cock in such an ideal way that was only meant for him, in that exact familiar routine of a position. You were very much used to it by now.
The way his damped, tousled blonde hair gently brushed against his chiseled face captured your attentionâGod heâs so beautiful, no renaissance painting could ever be compared to Kento's face. It was a literal masterpiece. God you couldnât wait to start a family with this man because you already know youâd have the most cutest babies. He stared down at your fucked out expression that he fucking loved seeing so much, so pretty and alluring. All dumbed down and stupid just from his cock. It never fails to captivate his soul each time he's making love to you. He could stare at you for hours.
You werenât the most flexible person but of course, Kento always managed to manipulate and manhandle your poor body effortlessly in whatever position that he desired. Heâs not mean during sex but heâs definitely not the sweetest either, Especially after he returns home from a frustrating and tough day at work, his mind consumed with stress and pent-up desire and his cock twitching in his pants with heavy, thick balls filled with seed that heâs been storing up to stuff into you with, after he comes from work.
It wasnât even a second after you greeted him, that honeyed tone in your voice humming his favorite tune, âKentooo, youâre back!!â. Barely two minutes had passed and in the blink of an eye, you were trapped beneath his large, muscular frame with his aching, swollen length buried sooo deep between your tight walls. his mushroom tip kissing the tender, sensitive spots that made you soo mindlessly dumb, it had you forgetting about the little rule you had about no sex until heâs well fed after work because as his devoted housewife, you also labored diligently to prepare dinner for him.
What if it gets cold?!!
Well, Kento sure doesnât give a fuck because heâs way too hungry for something else.
His black and yellow tie is loosely dangling over your face as the gentle waft of his minty cologne which you had sprayed on his chest earlier before he went to work, drifts in your nostrils, making your mind hazy and had your pussy pooling even more slick around his veiny shaft. âGood God, fuck this pussy is perfect darling, sooo perfect almost as perfect n pretty as youâ his husky voice echoes with admiration, the outline of his bulging veins on his arms straining through his rolled-up sleeves, showcasing the raw strength he had as he gripped onto the sheets besides your head for sheer stability as his tired eyesâvisible with exhaustion and teary, lazily stared into yours.
âKentoââ you cried out, your nails digging into his beefy forearm as you looked up at him with pleading eyes that sent his cock throbbing embarrassingly. Fuck it took everything in him to restrain himself from not getting you pregnant with his kids right now.
âYes, my love? Tell me what you need darling, mâhere for youâ. He whispered tenderly, he flashed a charming smile at you before placing a quick, affectionate kiss on your ankle that has been thumping against his huge shoulders the entire time as he ruts his hips into you animalistically.
âMissed you ken!, so so muchâ your heart beating with desire and love as his chest smushed your soft breasts against him. Beads of sweat glistening from his hairline, threatening to drip onto your face as you move your hands up to wrap them around his neck. A genuine smile spread across his face due to your performance of affection.
âMissed you too my love, God you were clouding my thoughts so much sweetheart, couldnât stop thinking about you and this pretty little pussy today.â He confessed to you in his deep, sexy voice before smashing his soft lips onto yours. Your nails violently dug into his clothed back that was fortunately shielding him from the nasty, red marks you were plotting to leave. Both of you groaned into the kiss, your spit and saliva mincing together lewdly to the point where it was steeping out of your mouth. His swollen lips feverishly melded against yours, making it practically impossible for you to breathe but you didnât mind one bit. It all just felt so delicious. His glossy, pink tip skillfully pokes against your sensitive g-spot, making your toes curl in your socks at how good heâs making you feel. God, he was so perfect. His huffs of golden, blond pubic hair tantalizingly grazed against your sticky clitâ rubbing it unintentionally, making your pretty eyes roll to the back of your head as he assaulted your lips. your tongues now entwining and swirling together disgustingly. The kiss was so sweet and affectionate, it made your heart fluttered.
His grunts and moans filled the room like a symphony. it was nothing but music to your ears. Kento was perfect in every single way possible. He was such a man, not just any man. He's a gentleman, his masculine presence would be overwhelming for any soul that has never experienced what it'd be like to encounter a real man.
Youâd do anything for him, you loved Kento in a particular way where it would be so fucking offensive to the person who founded feminism.
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All the dragons from the HTTYD stream. Detailed images below.
The designs from the original movie are basically perfect, which is why I didn't really dare to touch them... until a certain trailer dropped recently.
I'm a spiteful creature.
Anyway. Some ground rules. I tried to make these creatures overall a little bit more realistic and grounded without robbing them of the inherent whimsy that the originals had. All of them are tetrapods, so only 4 limbs max.
Nightfury
These guys have no more functional limbs to move on the ground. They are living stealth bombers. Silent fast fliers.
On the ground they flop around similar to seals, forming small colonies on top of tall cliffs.
Red Death
At a certain size it becomes unfeasible to fly for even a dragon. The Red Death stays on the ground using it's heavy armor and enormous size when raiding other dragon nesting colonies. it'as wings are more like spurs, to injure rivals in combat.
Gronkle
The original had a hummingbird style in flying , something that doesn't work for an animal of this size. My compromise is to make the wings rather stout and being able to be folded a lot.
Nadder
Easiest design, take a unfeathered theropod and combine it with a bearded dragon.
Shellfire
This was the last one I made on stream, it is one of the (in my eyes) worst designs from the shows, so a nice challenge to make it work a little better.
This guy is now a filter feeder, using its large horns to funnel water into its mouth.
Zippleback
Multi-headed dragons are really tricky. In my design I made one of the heads a parasitic male, similar to angler fish, that hitches a ride on the back of the larger female.
Monstrous Nightmare
One of the most classic dragons from the original movie. Lots of crocodilian influence here. The osteoderms on its back have pores from which it produces flammable secretions.
Razorwhip
A fast an agile dragon, but the original doesn't really show that in the head shape and all these spines don't help. I put some tapejarid influence into it.
Rumblehorn
The massive neck of this dragon doesn't work well in terms of aerodynamics, unless it's an inflatable display structure ;)
Whispering Death
The giant maw of this dragon is an even greater challenge, but when you give it the gular pouch of a pelican eel and turn these eyes into eye-spots, it works quite well.
And of course the Terrible Terror!
As you can see it's in my case a close relative of the nadder.
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NSFW
a/n: this is a Kofi reward!
A daily life in the bee hybrid queen is full of surprises. Though there is a set routine and long list of things you have to get done, you still end up spending a lot of that time getting into⌠interesting situations.
In the morning, your loyal attendants wake you up with a hearty breakfast. Fluffy pancakes covered in fresh honey, perfectly picked fruit, and your choice of eggs and/or meat.
âMy queenâŚâ one of your attendants coo, their hands roaming over your soft form. âItâs time for a bathâŚâ
They all buzz with anticipation, excited to see their queen completely bare. Your body is the only one their yearn to touch and see, and it is their favorite part of the day when they get to bathe you.
They undress you with a gentleness you never felt before becoming queen, kissing being pressed into your neck and shoulders. You can feel them shudder and hear their needy whines, all desperate to get you naked as soon as possible.
Once youâre in the tub, youâre joined by your attendants, some washing your body and others moving their hands to your pretty cunt.
âSo prettyâŚâ
âMy queen, my loveâŚâ
âOh, what an amazing start to the dayâŚâ
You feel several cocks rutting against your thighs and soft tummy, and soon your hips are lifted into the lap of the attendant that gets his turn with you today.
A dreamy sigh leaves your lips as youâre settled onto his cock, another bee groping your tits behind you. Your nipples are pinched and tugged on as youâre bounced on his cock, the others buzzing and pouting.
Itâs not long before he cums inside, leaving you feeling warm and comfortably full. After youâre satisfied and clean, they help you out of the tub and guide you to your vanity.
Once dressed, youâre escorted through the hive by a few guards, meeting with some of the noble bees and answering the worker bee questions. You always take the time to help those you can, and right before lunch you make your way towards the medical ward.
There are multiple injured bees from your hive and others as well. Youâre a kind queen, allowing them to stay and receive care. Even if they donât decide to join the hive, you see no reason to leave a hurt bee hybrid to die.
âMy queen, your lunch is ready.â
You smile, following another guard to the cafeteria. On your way, youâre stolen from the guards and fingered in a closet, the worker bee begging to fill you with his eggs.
âP-please, my queen⌠I was injured when my turn came up, I need youâŚâ
And being the kind queen you are, you lift up your leg and let him fuck into your warm cunt. His wings flutter behind him, his pants and whimpers filling your ears as he fills you with his eggs.
When the guards come looking, you give a random excuse to make sure the worker bee doesnât get in any trouble. After all, you enjoy being so loved in the hive.
You yawned as you ate lunch, rubbing at your eyes. Your attendants noticed how exhausted you are, fretting over their beloved queen.
âShe needs rest, youâve been working her all day!â one of them protests, burying his face into your neck. The others nod and crowd you, pouting at the guards and officials.
Your attendants donât have much power, but when it comes to your well being they are taken seriously.
âNo, Iâm alright.â
They buzz nervously as you stand, stretching a bit. âI just get sleepy after lunch sometimes.â
Despite saying this, you are followed as you go about other duties, several guards having to prevent them from crowding you while you attend to important matters.
After dinner youâre exhausted, but you allow your attendants to dress you in delicate and expensive lingerie as youâre presented before the bee hybrid colony. Each are eager for their turn, standing or hovering in line.
Youâre pinned to your bed, a fat cock stretching you out as another nudges your lips. Your hands pump two others, your entire body being used by your subjects.
The queen has to be bred, to be filled with eggs. That is your duty, to mate with your subjects and make sure they all felt appreciated and loved.
A content subject was a loyal subject. Getting to kiss, touch, and be inside of their queen made their hearts full.
When you were covered in cum and exhausted, your attendants descended upon you, pushing away any other bee hybrids and carrying you away.
They cover you in kisses, quickly bathing and dressing you in soft pajamas then putting you to bed.
Being the queen of a hive of bee hybrids can be hard, but above all it is fulfilling.
âââââââ
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The way Nanami subtly doms you
Tags: dom!Nanami x fem!Reader, sub!Reader, dom/sub relationship, NO age regression, sub space.
An: yeah idk i feel like nanamiâs very subtle with his domming style, but i see shiu kong as full on dom.
⢠Nanami isnât the type to flex his dominance over you. He doesnât have to be rude or degrading to drive the point home. You know exactly when he gives you that look, it means to behave. His hazel eyes cut in your direction, and his eyebrow raises ever so slightly, like heâs amused by your disobedience. However, he doesnât smile â doesnât reward bad behavior.
⢠âWant to say that again?â, âLanguage.â, âDidnât I tell you no pouting?â when youâre being a brat and mouthing off. bonus points if heâs pulling his tie away from his neck and slowly wrapping it around his palm.
⢠Itâs simple, but he gives you his hoodies or coats to wear when youâre out and about. He likes seeing his clothes encompassed your body, and he enjoys that everyone will immediately be able to tell just whose you are.
⢠Speaking of clothes, Nanamiâs not the type to tell you when you can and canât wear something. Heâs confident in his abilities to keep you safe, but that doesnât mean he wonât make suggestions. âAre you sure about the skirt, sweetheart? I donât want your legs getting cold.â
⢠He takes great care of you in an inconspicuous manner. Heâll adjust your clothes on you, buttoning up your top or gently fixing your unruly hair. Heâll throw your towel and pajamas (that he picked out for you) in the dryer when youâre in the shower, so they are all warm and cozy for you when you get out.
⢠Nanami is also the type to set a pretty firm bedtime for you. He knows how much you like to stay up and how ill you get in the mornings if you hadnât had a minimum of 8 hours of rest. So, he sets you on a pretty strict bedtime schedule and routine. Donât worry. Heâs there every night to cuddle you to sleep.
⢠Insistent that you hold his hand while you two are out. He knows how distractible you are, and it eases his mind when your palm rests in his.
⢠The way he talks can throw you straight into a more submissive headspace, and he knows it too. He doesnât do it often, but when he notices you getting too stressed or burnt out, heâll immediately start with the dom talk, âMy baby needs a break, doesnât she?â Heâll coo and pull you into his lap, and when you inevitably lean into his touch, âThere she is. Did my baby miss me?â
⢠Nanami sees it as a gentlemanly thing, but it could also be seen as another form of domming. He doesnât let you touch a single door handle if heâs with you, and you best believe heâs walking on the outside. Youâre tucked beside him on the inside of the sidewalk. Heâll also never let you hold a shopping bag. No, he does not care that heâs holding a bunch of Victoriaâs Secret and Ulta bags. He pays for everything. If your car needs gas, Nanami fills it up.
⢠On the off chance that you two are out, and heâs not right beside you, all he has to do is curl his finger and point at the ground in front of him to let you know that he wants you to come to him, and you better do as youâre told.
⢠The king of giving simple stern instructions. âLook at me.â âSpeak up, baby.â, âCome here, now.â, âGive me a kiss.â, âAsk nicely.â
⢠Nanami will sit on the couch, spread his legs, and pat his knee when he wants you to sit on his lap. He doesnât even have to give simple instructions for that.
⢠Even while he does all this, he respects your independence, autonomy, and intelligence. Letâs bffr rn heâs your biggest supporter in everything you do. Heâs so in love with you because he knows how smart and hard working you are. Heâs so damn lucky that he gets to be the man to pamper you and ease your weary mind. He loves being that safe space for you, so you can just relax, lean on him, and just be you.
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âwhen you can't resist it and you spank viâ
cw: fem reader, funny and silly situation, drabble, mention of spank, vi ashamed.
ekko's hiding place was relatively quiet, except for the sound of metal tools clinking and the occasional scattered conversation. youâd been wandering around, trying to find something useful to do, but your attention kept drifting toward vi.
she was bent over a table, working on her gauntlets as usual. her movements were meticulous and focused, and the furrow in her brow made it clear she was completely absorbed in her task. her jacket rested on a nearby chair, leaving her fitted tank top on display, highlighting the defined lines of her shoulders and muscles.
but it wasnât her tank top that caught your attentionâit was her pants. vi always wore those long, dark pants, snug and fitted, as if they were made specifically for her. the way they clung to her body, outlining every curve, was almost mesmerizing.
and now, with her leaning over the table, all her weight resting on her arms, the fabric stretched in a way that made everything stand out even more. you couldnât help but notice how the curve of her backside was perfectly outlined, firm and athletic.
for a moment, a mischievous spark ignited in your mind, growing quickly into a reckless idea.
"why not?" you thought to yourself, a sly grin spreading across your face.
you crept up behind her, careful not to make a sound on the metal floor. vi didnât even notice your presence, too focused on adjusting some mechanism on her gauntlet.
the opportunity was perfect. without giving it too much thought, you raised your hand and delivered a slap to her backside so loud it echoed across the hideout, causing a few nearby heads to turn in surprise.
the impact made viâs backside jiggle slightly, the material of her pants rippling briefly from the force before snapping back into place.
âWHAT THE FUCKKK?!â vi shouted, straightening up so fast she nearly knocked over the table. her hand immediately flew to her backside as she whipped around to face you, her expression a mix of shock and rage.
her cheeks, normally pale, were now tinged with a deep red, the flush crawling up her neck. you couldnât help itâyou burst into laughter, bending over as you tried to catch your breath.
âsorry, sorry!â you managed to say between giggles, though your tone was anything but apologetic. âi couldnât resist!â
vi stared at you, her blue eyes wide with disbelief. she looked as though she was trying to process what had just happened, her mouth opening and closing like she couldnât quite find the words. finally, she pointed a shaky finger at you.
âwhat the hell makes you think that was a good idea?!�� she demanded.
âwellâŚâ you began, shrugging with a playful grin. âwith those pants and that pose, you were practically begging for it.â
viâs jaw dropped. her hands fell to her hips as she stared at you, clearly caught between laughing and yelling. she opted for yelling.
âbegging for it? are you kidding me?! it hurt, you idiot!â
âAh, come on, vi,â you said, trying to soften the moment. âit was a little token of affection.â
âthat wasn't affection! that was a fucking attack,â she retorted, twitching slightly as if the sting was still present.
"i honestly didn't think it would move that much. it was the highlight of my day.â you replied, unable to keep a smile off your face.
âSHUT UP!â vi snapped, her voice cracking slightly as her blush deepened. her hands moved to cover her backside defensively, as if to shield it from another ambush.
âis it still stinging?â you asked, feigning innocence. âor was it just a really good hit?â
viâs hands slowly dropped to her sides as she narrowed her eyes at you, her face now an unmistakable shade of red. for a moment, you thought she might lunge at you, but instead, she took a deep breath, her shoulders visibly tensing.
âget ready to run,â she growled, her voice dangerously low. âbecause when i catch you, youâre not walking away from this.â
âis that a challenge?â you teased, taking a step back.
âno,â vi said, her tone chilling. âitâs a damn promise.â
before you could say another word, vi started moving toward you. you did the only sensible thing: you bolted.
your laughter echoed through the hideout as vi chased after you, her growls of frustration barely audible over your hysterical giggling. you knew you were in trouble, but you couldnât stop thinking about her flustered, embarrassed expression.
totally worth it.
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Introducing Homicipher Characters to Your Plushies - Pt. 1
The Homicipher Characters come to you in hopes for whatever insanity they plan to drag you into, you instead have a different plan! Showing them your plushies!
Based off my series for the whb devils ! Consider this is scenario where you brought them back to your world with you and they understand your language fully now and vice versa !
Notes: Some very light suggestive content. Gender neutral reader ! This round of characters includes: Mr. Crawling, Mr. Scarletella, Mr. Chopped. Mr. Silvair, Mr. Gap, Mr. Hood, & Mr. Machete !
Mr. Crawling
Honestly you could do anything and it would just make him love you more.
But especially in this case!
He will sit and listen intently to every last thing you have to say about your plushies!
And he's memorized all of their names for you!! He knows which ones are your favorites and which ones you find the most comforting when you're upset.
He thinks you're so cute when you talk about them too!
He gives you and your plushies pets as you talk about them!!
Squishes your cheeks, you're the most adorable person to him and he's glad you shared with him such an important part of your life.
Will go out and find even more plushies for you. He would do anything for you after all!
Mr. Scarletella
If I'm being honest you could honestly talk about anything and he would just listen.
It wouldn't matter the topic. You wanna talk about your plushies? Then yeah of course he's gonna listen and eat up every detail.
He loves seeing your smile, and admittedly he does get a bit of cuteness aggression from it so prepare yourself for that lol.
However.... He does get kind of jealous of them too.
What do you mean he's not the only being you've given names to? Not to mention the amount of attention and affection you give to them.
Yes, these aren't living creatures and he knows this but he can't help himself!
He gets irritated about it, if you notice his jealousy right away and stop and give him attention then he'll get over it quick.
If it takes you longer to notice however. Things might end up requiring a much more bigger solution than just a few kisses and cuddles.
Mr. Chopped
They're very cute!! He likes your plushies and how excited and cute you get when you talk about them!!
But... They're not as cute as him, right?
Expect to be showing him an equal amount of attention as you are your plushies as your introducing him to them.
He just gets so grumpy and jealous way too easily.
He very much requires you to gush about him just as much as you gush about these inanimate objects.
And as long as you do so he is pleased and content and can live in harmony with your plushies.
He takes note of the names and while he might not remember every last detail, he does like talking to you about them!!
He knows it's an easy way to make you happy and he very much likes making you happy!!
However you'll never know that sometimes when you're not looking, he's glaring at them.
Mr. Silvair
While I don't think he really cares that much about the plushies, he is interested in humans. And you.
So he'll listen. It gives him a bit of insight to how not human minds work, but specifically yours.
This odd cute stuffed creatures bring you immense joy, he's not sure why, but he knows it does and he would like to know why.
Honestly it doesn't really matter what you do, everything to him provides him with more research.
That being said, it's not like it ends up being solely about his research.
He does end up finding himself being oddly endeared by your behavior and how happy you when talking about your plushies.
He's taking to placing them on your whenever you're upset or need comfort. Especially since he knows it works.
He can soft and sweet sometimes. At least when it comes to his favorite human, of course.
Mr. Gap
The idea came to you when you saw him peeking out of a dark gap that was in your plushie pile!
He came to ask one of his typical questions, but you didn't let him get a word in!
You immediately just picked up one of your plushies and started talking about them!
He doesn't really quite find anything interesting about the plushies, but he is interested in you so!
He will listen to what you have to say. And he does know some of your plushies by name after you tell him about them.
Will occasionally show up with plushies he's found that he thinks you will like.
Of course you need to give him your heart to have them though!
You won't?
Well... he guesses he can settle for a kiss or something instead....
Mr. Hood
He doesn't quite fully understand your deep attachment to these objects, but he'll support your love for them fully.
We already know he's a good teacher, but he's also one of the best listeners as well.
He will sit for however long it takes for you to share with him all of your plushies and their names and even lore if you have that for them as well.
He does find it rather endearing, even if he's not quite sure why he enjoys you talking about something for so long.
Will pat your head occasionally, if only he had a head that you could see because if he did he would have the softest smile on it as he watches you talk.
Truly experiencing you share this with him just puts an even deeper desire in him to protect you from any and all harm.
He will make sure and be guaranteed to protect that bright, beaming smile on your face that you have in this moment. At any cost.
Mr. Machete
He does not give a shit.
Or at least that's what he says.
And well, to be fair, he is annoyed by your focus on these cute nonthreatening soft things instead of just sparing with him or something.
Don't ask him if he's jealous of your plushies, he'll deny it to ends of the earth.
Ignore that he's been acting grumpy since.
Just give him a little extra attention and he'll be fine.
Also seems like the kind to get cuteness aggression. But his cuteness aggression just leads to him wanting to fight you. And bite you. Maybe some scratching too. Basically he's not gonna be nice about it and just give you squeezing hugs or something lol
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âđ¨ď˝ĄđŚš °⊠â The little Things
CEO!Max Verstappen x Fem!reader
Summary: Gestures that Max does for you.
Genre: Hardcore fluff cause why not
Note: There are some grammatical errors and this is definitely not proofread so... Hope you guys enjoy đ¤đť
âŠâË.ââžââşâ⧠â My Masterlist
âââââââ â đ Ëđ° â・â âââââââ
Engraved Jewelries
"Oh my god Max! You seriously didn't have to" you beamed happilyâ gently taking the small box from his hands and transferring it to yours.
You then rested the box to your lap and opened it at ease. As soon as you saw the content inside, you felt your whole body freeze for a second. Your eyes widened in disbelief and mouth slightly hung open from shock.
Max got you this diamond necklace. Real diamonds might i add, that had the two of yourâs picture carved in it.
Your gaze shifted from the present and then to his standing figureâ only to see him have this satisfied smug look on his face.
It was another casual day so you didn't expect to be given such priceless gift. Max always does these things where he gives you expensive stuff without needing to have an occasion attached.
Most of the time he gives you jewelries that are somehow connected to him. Itâs either bracelets that has his initials, rings with your carved nicknames, or earrings that has a small number on it. The number on his racing jacket of course.
For Max those expensive gifts that he had given you are just âsmall trinketsâ to show everyone that you are his and only his.
The price doesnât matterâ nothing is expensive when it comes to spending things for his lady.
You settled the gift on the table and hurriedly went to himâ hugging him tight as a sign of your appreciation and gratitude.
âThank you so much loveâ you spoke. Slowly leaning in on him and closing the gap between you two.
Max leaned in and reciprocated your kiss, âAnything to make my girl happy.â
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Leaves meeting early
It was a busy afternoon for max. He had a tons of meeting scheduled one after the other.
Right now, Max was currently in his fifth for the day.
He was bored and tired to say the leastâ seeing how his mind was occupied with nothing else but you. He wanted nothing more but to stay and lay down beside you.
As he stared off the distance, his phone suddenly rang out loud; causing his employees to stop mid conversation and shift their focus to the ringing.
Max took notice and grabbed his phone infront of him. He looked at the screen and saw your number calling. His once bored demeanor changed into an excited one.
One of the employees coughed making Max stare back at them. All their eyes fixiated on him.
Max quickly answered the call and put his phone near his ear. He then flickered his handsâ signaling for them to continue.
âHi pretty, how are you?â Max answered gently over the phone.
To which one of his employees heard and was shock as hell to hear something that his cold boss would never even dare mutter in their workplace.
You coughed over the other end with a hint of sniffle, âi am good baby, just caught a little cold.â
Max hurriedly asked you a bunch of questionsâ bombarding you with endless concerns that made your head throb a little.
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After calling and talking back and forth for about 10 minutes; you answered back at him.
âItâs fine hon, iâll be better in no time i promise. You should get back to work. Call you later okay? I love youâ and with that, max ended the call, but not before saying i love you back.
He then took his attention back to the meeting at hand and swiftly corrected the position of his tie. âI think that would be all, letâs rain check this, shall we?â
His secretary was stunned and was quick to react, âbut sir, we need to get this report done by tomorrowâ
Max only rolled his eyes and pinch the bridge of his nose. âI have other important matters to attend to, youâll just have to handle this one.â
The secretary was too afraid to answer back and just nodded in agreement.
He stood up and left the meeting room and drove over to your apartmentâ showering you with endless love and care.
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Knowing you well
It was your time of the monthâ your lower area hurts so bad that you had to compress your stomach with your pillow.
As if on cue; Max had held on a mini tray that has all the essentials you need. (Heating pad, sweets, and coffee).
âHere my love, put this thereâ max spokeâ handing the hot compress over to you.
You then took it and smiled weekly at him; having no energy to move your whole body and reflex.
Max went over to your side and settled the tray to your side table. Then nestled between your pillowsâ snuggling you closer to him.
You let out a hum and scooted even closer, âHmm thank you babyâ
âAlways here for you beautiful, by the way i have your favorite movie set up. Should i play it?â
You shook your head a no and just closed your eyes, âMaybe in a minute, i want to stay like this for a while.â
Max only snuggled closer in responseâ kissing your head to the side. Making the two of you as comfortable in each others embrace.
Even though max is cold and scary looking, you love this side of him that you can only see. How he makes you feel so special without him knowing. Itâs just those little things that make you happy and content.
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Thats all!! Hope you liked that guys. Sorry for not posting for a while, senior high made my life hell for the past few months. But iâll be updating again!! đđ
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ŕźâI would set the world on fire for youâ | LN4 â˘
Parings: lando norris x gf!reader.
Summary: after the Brazil GP, lando comes home to the worst week of his year. Also, it was his birthday. So even though the world hates him, you wanna make sure he is loved and he did nothing wrong. And that if you could you would set the world on fire for him.
Word count: +5k.
Warnings: angst and fluff at the same time. Anxiety attack. Overthinking. Selfhatred. Language. And thatâs it. Iâm not a native English speaker so there could be (so many) errors. Not proofread.
Authorâs note: lately I NEED to write things to cope with my feelings so here it is. Hope Vegas is good to all of my boys đ donât forget to like, reflow or comment! Ur support its way loved here. and follow me so we can be friends :3 (and drink mate together!)
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Your heart was completely shattered. Your heart was racing to get out of your car at the airport. In exactly 20 minutes your boyfriend will be back home after the worst weekend ever imagined. You couldn't assist the Brazilian GP because of your work schedule. You had a few meetings after Mexico gp. And you felt so guilty about it. You knew lando would be more protected if you were there. At least in the intimacy of you, emotionally speaking. Having someone there for him to hug and to comfort him. to calm his mind. To stop the self hatred you knew it was playing right now in his head.Â
Lando is an overthinker and you get him because you were also one. You knew to which scenarios his mind can travel to and how painful it can be for him to live with himself sometimes. You were fighting your tears reading all of the atrocious things people commented online. You knew that wasn't real life. But you also knew he would see all that and how that would weigh in his heart. They can never let him win. And the worst part was only because it was just him. Other drivers could do or say worse things and everybody would laugh and brush it off. But when it came to Lando, he was a monster, a loser, an arrogant son of a bitch. That hurt deeply. Because in reality lando is the sweetest soul you have ever met. And you knew how vulnerable he could be. Tho you always admired him for that. You always thought that the bravest and strongest people in this world are the ones that admit to need help, the ones that are vulnerable and open about it. In a world this cruel, that was no easy task. But he did time and time again.and he did even knowing how shitty people were gonna be to him. Though, he did it for people he knew that counted on him. Lando always talks about how people sometimes come to him saying he has saved their lives and the impact he had on them. It's something beautiful yet that weighted on his shoulders as well, you thought.Â
You crossed the airport gates. Anxiety shaking your whole body. You wanted to hug him so bad. To tell him everything was gonna be fine.Â
You opened the flight information he sent you before his plane took off so you looked for the probable gate he was coming out of when landed. Even though you were anxious you were also relieved that he was home with you.
After a few minutes passed by, a lot of people started coming out of the door you were waiting for. You started gazing at everyone just to find him. After a bunch of people got out, there he was. One of the last ones to go through the door. When you saw him your body almost came undone. You were out of air for a moment while the two of you got closer. When he is finally within reach, you give him the strongest hug you could. He melted on you, hugging you by your neck. Not much time passed when you heard him crying hid in your neck. Your heart that was shattered, broke immediately. You tighter your grip unto him. He started to sob and you couldn't hold your own tears at that point. You knew he had the worst time on that flight, alone with his cruel thoughts torturing him for hours. And there was nothing that you could do to protect him. You couldn't say a word. There was nothing that you could say that it would make things better right now.Â
Lando was sobbing and shaking. His levels of anxiety reached a high when he saw you standing there looking for him desperately with your eyes. He needed you. But lifeâs a bitch and you couldn't stay with him throughout the whole American leg. He came undone in your arms. He needed to hug you for so long. He was broken. His mind replying to all the mistakes he made. All of his wrong decisions. All of the shit he said. He was embarrassed, angry and defeated. He was ashamed of himself. Disgusted. Frustrated and scared. Â
Yu rubbed his back trying to comfort him in the hug and trying to not cry so you could be the strong one for him. He needed you, you knew it. And you wanted to fix all of this in a snap of fingers, but you couldn't.Â
âItâs okay baby. You are gonna be alright, I promise. I love you. Youâre home now ", Yu said, to make him feel at least slightly better. When he heard you he started sobbing even harder. You let him take all the time he needed. While doing so, you tried to see where you were and how you could, if someone was recording and taking a picture. Fortunately you were almost alone. It was the last flight arriving for today. You feel relieved knowing this won't be used against him by the cruel internet trolls.Â
(...)
The drive home was silent. No music, no speaking. He didn't even look at you the whole ride. He was looking through the window avoiding any contact with society you thought while driving your Audi R8 V10 GT RWD through the illuminated Monaco streets. It was around 9pm. You had cooked for him some home made pasta you knew he adored. You just wanted him to feel better.Â
When you got home, he took his bags to the room with your help. You left his second suitcase next to his wardrobe and saw him lying on the bed.
âI made your fav homemade pasta. Do you want me to bring it here and eat it in bed?â you offered him with a soft voice. He was looking to the ceiling. He did not answer right away, but after a few moments he did.
âI'm not hungry, but thank you. Maybe i'll eat laterâ he said with a deep cracky voice and turned himself in the bed showing you his back. You frowned a bit.Â
He couldn't look at you. He hated that you could see him like this. He was ashamed of himself drawing in self pity and self hatred. He felt he let you down.Â
âAln, did you eat something during the flight at least?â you asked worriedly, walking forward to the bed so you could get closer to him. You sat on the table next to his back looking at him. You didn't want to touch him just because you didn't know if he would want you to. You didn't want to be invasive. You stayed in silence for a few minutes. You understood he didn't eat, that he didn't want to either or speak. So you stood up and let him have his alone time closing the door gently behind your back.
You ate alone that night.in silence just as if you could hear him from your kitchen aisle. The past was really good. You turned off your phone after washing the dishes and tidied the kitchen and living room up. You didn't want to see what social media was saying about your lover before bed. It was already enough scrolling and reading so many people wishing lando to die. That was the hardest part of it all. You left your phone charging on the kitchen counter and went to your shared room. When you entered he was already showered getting into the bed again. You half smiled at him even though he couldn't see you. You put on your pajamas in silence and climbed up the bed. He looked at you while you were getting comfortable next to him.Â
Your eyes met. Any of you said anything. Just looked at each other trying to read each other thought as if that was possible. He licked his dry lips. His eyes turned glassy.
âI messed everything up,â he said almost in a whisper. Your heart is breaking again. You shook your head at him getting closer and bringing him into your chest. You hugged him tightly.
âNo you didnt baby. Sometimes people are just mean, you know? They will interpret things as the wishâ you said softly rubbing his back and arm and caressing his hair gently. He felt a bit better under your frame. He felt protected but as a little kid when missbehaved so now he tries to find comfort. He didn't want to cry.he was trying hard not to let tears stream down his cheeks. You kissed his forehead and made him look at you. âI know you dont wanna talk about it but i love and i am so deeply and entirely proud of youâ you whisper close to his face. You saw him pout and the first tears coming down his face. You hugged him tightly. He hid in your neck and eventually fell asleep. You wanted to set the world on fire for this. You wanted to ruin every single person who says awful things about it. The comments, the media. You wanted to destroy everything and everyone just to protect him. He doesn't deserve this. He is an angel and you can't believe the world could only see the devil in him.Â
Lando tried to sleep but he couldn't. Everytime he closed his eyes, all of the tragic scenes from the race replayed in his mind. How the car felt, the rain, the radio messages, Oscar's voice, comments from his engineer . everything replayed in his head torturing him the worst way possible. He felt like getting down. He felt alone and miserable. He remembered Oscar words replying in his mind over and over again. âYou will eventually make it, mateâ. It was a positive message but he replayed it like a fucking nightmare.Â
What if he never makes it? What if he doesn't have what it takes? What if people are right? What if he is actually a monster and deserves to die? What if he did? Would they like him again or figure him out? Would anyone care about his feelings? Why does it have to be him and not someone else? Why are they all so cruel to him?
He couldn't stop thinking about every single detail about the weekend. He didn't want to celebrate his birthday anymore. He had you there but couldn't look at you. He felt disgusted by himself. He can't control it. He wants to go back into go karts and stop the time when he was actually happy and having fun with his friends. Now that line between friends and enemies is so blurry for him. Max didn't talk to him like before when all of this shit started. He knew Max was really competitive, of course he did, everyone knew it since day 1. But what about their friendship? Lando shit talked, max shit talked. He felt so confused even by his own feelings around this whole shitty situation or championship situation. Whatever you want to call it.Â
(...)
When you woke up the next morning he was gone. You felt kind of confused for a bit. You heard him talking so you guessed he was speaking on the phone. When you got up from bed you walked out the room to find him. When you got closer to the living room you knew he was talking to Max on facetime because you heard his voice.Â
âMorning, guysâ you said, getting into the kitchen for some water to take your thyroid pills. Lando looked at you half-smile.Â
âGood morning babyâ he said as sweetly as he could. You smiled at him. Before coming back to your room to shower and stuff you went and gave him a good morning kiss making Max almost throw up when he saw you in a funny way. You showed him the middle finger and disappeared so he could talk in private with his mate. You respected his place a lot. And i guess thatâs why you understand so much each other.Â
(...)
The following day things got worse. Lando hasn't eaten any meal you prepared for him, didn't even want to have take out or anything. You found him crying in the kitchen and in the garden by the pool of your house. His anxiety was killing him, you knew. The desperation and guilt were eating him alive and you didn't know what to do rather than try to talk and comfort him.
He was sitting on the sofa in the living room. His sight was fixed on the floor without moving. You got alarmed because you knew what was going on. You got close slowly to not trigger him even more. His face was red, his hands sweaty and shaking. You sat on the floor diagonal from him looking at him. Slowly and gently you grabbed his hands trying to capture his brain's attention and get him out of the fog he was in. You were almost sure he was having an anxiety attack and he started because of your touch. You gently rubbed your fingers in his hands. He was out of breath for a moment and you got scared so you tried to do as your therapist told you in case someone you know goes through this.Â
âLan, can you hear me? Try to pay attention to my voice okay? I'm here and I'm with you dull be alrightâ you said really softly trying to make him look at you. You looked for his eyes with your gaze. âItâs not as terrible as you think, baby, I promise. You aren't all of those things people commentâ you used your words carefully. His hands caught your strength and so you reassured him. You saw his pout becoming deeper. You hurt to see him like this. It was so unfair. He doesnt deserve this, god. And he broke. He broke down again. His tears streamed down his face. Sobbing in so much pain. You sat next to him to hug him tightly once more. But now you knew it was worse. He was shaking under your arms.you let him go through this. So he can let go of all of this shit inside him. âI promise lando, you aren't all of those things. People are just mean and cruel. You are a good baby and so talented. Gifted. You have it in you I promise, I can see itâ you tried to comfort him with your words as well, trying to distract your mind from the tragic thought he was dealing with by himself. A few tears fell down your face. It was a hard time. And you were trying to be strong for him.Â
âI'm so stupid I'm sorryâ he sobbed and you shook your head.Â
âNo, Lando, you aren't. I promise okay? Believe me.i know you and you aren't. And this will pass. All the people that know you for real, we love you and we are so proud of you. You had an amazing year. You are fucking fighting a three time world champion, even sooner than he did with lewis back in 2021. Thatâs huge my love. Your dream is near, I just know it. Because I know you, and youâll make it, baby. You didn't let anyone down. You're getting stronger so when you finally make it, all of these moments will make it taste so much better and sweeterâ you explained while rubbing his back. Your words made an effect on him. Heslowly calming down. He didn't want to let you go. He wanted to just stay there in your arms. Where he felt safe and sound. Noone could hurt him there. That was what made him fall for you. You saw him. You knew him. And you care about him. He was finally important for someone for being lando, and not lando norris formula one driver. His past lovers left him feeling confused whether they loved him for him or their idea of him. You came outta nowhere and blew him away. You were brutally honest, no filter yet so gentle and caring with your words. He thought his perfect girl didn't exist but then there was you, listening to him for hours if he needed to. Giving him the best advice and clearing his perspective. Always cheering him up. Cracking jokes so he could distract and feel relaxed. Heknew he was in love with you the moment you offered to give him a ride because he was drunk as well at a new years party. It was normal but the fact that a stranger could do that for him blew his mind. He never admitted afraid people would think itâs weird. But it is what it is. Your smile ended him right there and when you started cracking jokes he didn't want to live in that damn car for the rest of his life. So here you are 4 years later,and you still be the greatest person in the world and the one who knew him the most. He felt your lips on his forehead. For a moment he thought about leaving racing. What if his life was better without it in it? He could go back to Bristol and be with his friends. With you. Maybe start a family and have a normal job so you could spend each day together. He started crying again at that thought. He loved racing but this year was the hardest yet amazing one.Â
He finally calmed down after a few minutes in silence. He looked at you with puppy eyes. You caressed his face gently brushing a few tears falling down still.Â
âWould you be there with me? Could you?â he asked, making you a bit confused. And he noticed. âTo the races. I need you there. Please. To every race and when I become a champion,would you be there with me? You could feel he's scared. You half smiled at him melting as his comment.
âOf course I'll be there, baby. Iâll always be there for and with you. If I could , I would set the whole world on fire just for you. Never doubt it, okay?â he nodded and you pulled him closer to give him so many little kisses around his whole face making him gigle a little.Â
âI love you, y/nâ he said looking at you fondly.
âI love you, lando. Everythingâs gonna be alrightâ you said, assuring him and gave a peck on his lips. âGo have a shower and dress cute im gonna take you out on a date before your birthdayâ you said more lighful to cheer him up and his face lit up.
âReally?â you noddedat him and send him to shower agin funny. Before going with him so yhou both looked facy, you needed to say something to the world. You couldnt stay crossed arms and do nothing about it.Â
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user45: ur as dumb as he is. you cant defend him. he sucks and thats it darling. don lie to yourself.
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You turned off your phone once again. You were already so fed up with it all. Let them talk. You were sure they would choke with their own shit eventually.Â
but continued with the day. Lando was still a little off but he was looking better so maybe he is actually feeling better. You took out to dinner at a restaurant he always dreamed of going to. He was so happy to be there. The food was delicious. It was near the beach though it is colder here so we looked at it through the glass window. You gossip and talk about anything and everything as if everything was alright. And it was a fact it was. Because this is real life. Not social media. A few people stopped you while eating to ask for pictures and Lando said yes every time you even became a photoshoot photographer. Nice people telling him nice things was what he needed right now. Plus, you would never be pissed off by his fans. You were actually grateful for them. Of course, some can be disrespectful but you knew the real one was it. You really embraced Lando's life even though itâs nothing like the life youâd dreamed of to have one day. But he is the boy of your dreams so why would it be a problem.Â
November, 13th
When the clock hit midnight, the restaurant made a cake for him so we all sang him happy birthday. You chose his favorite type of cake. He giggled all nervous and shy. His cheeks red while his eyes showed a little sparkle while watching the candles. He blew them. You recorded the whole thing and took so many pictures. He thanked the staff and staff of the restaurant and they let you enjoy the cake in comfort. Your heart was full to see him a little back again.Â
After The restaurant kicked you out because they needed to close, you decided to do a road trip through the mountains of monaco. You always enjoy a good ride with good music and good company. And you also had sex in the car. You kind of guessed he needed to take his frustrations out somehow because you had the rough sex you really enjoyed. He joked it was his best birthday present making you laugh. He was joking again.Â
âThank youâ he said while gently rubbing your naked chest. You were seated on him. You smiled and leaned for a soft kiss on his lips. You really loved him. And all you wanted for him was happiness and well being. And you would do anything to make sure he is okay.Â
You came back home and had another round of sex. Enjoying yourselves in intimacy. Lando finally fell asleep after a terrible few days, in the calm of your body. His face on your bare chest. You clothed him and fell asleep relieved.
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yourusername: What can I say about you? There's no words that can describe your greatness. Or my feelings for you. I'm so grateful you were born on November 13th. 25 years ago my best friend and the love of my life was brought to this world. And sometimes what unfair is that, right? A world that is so cruel to you. A world that doesn't deserve your greatness and kindness nor your attention. You are the greatest son, brother, uncle, friend and lover. Anyone who says otherwise doesn't actually know you. We are all so lucky that you choose us to spend your time on this world with. Thank you for being who you care. For caring about the people you love and making sure we are alright and happy. Thank you for being the light that you are for so many lives. Thank you for being vulnerable. I admire you so much, lan. You are the strongest and bravest human I know. so honest and open. Anyone who says otherwise, actually, doesn't know you. I know this is not the best birthday of your life, but I promise you I'll try to make it better. Thank you for being who you are to me. I promise I see you and I care. You're the love of my life. And I'm so lucky you love me over any other human out there. So happy birthday to the prettiest and most genuine, real, fun, kind, warm person I have the chance to call mine everyday. Hope you have the best day you can have right now. Thatâs the least you deserve. I love you forever bestie. Donât ever change.
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So you had a master plan for Lando's birthday. You went to the Hilton hotel for some coffee with Max and Lando of course. We lied and said pietra couldn't make it because she had a meeting and Lando believed. Truth was, you have contacted all of his friends and arregened flights so everyone could make it to Monaco on time. Pietra was the one in your house. You left her a spare key yesterday evening after coffee with alex. You gave her the directions and the idea of what you wanted while you and Max distracted Lando until 7pm, she decorated the house and received all of his friends. Lando had no clue of what was going on but he was so happy it was the second cake you brought to him. You recorded the moment and seeing him smile made your heart melt.Â
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landonorris: I love you greatest girlfriend there to exist. Thank u for everything and specially for making this day so much better. Ur an Angel â¤ď¸âđŠš
⤡ yourusername: I love u more Angel â¤ď¸â𩹠the least you deserve is to be loved and happy.
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Landostan: THANK U FOR EXISTING AND TAKING SUCH CARE OF HIM UR A QUEEN I LOVE U WE LOVE U
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⤡ yourusername: te extraùo hermano we need to double date with Rebecca again asap!
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When 7pm came around we all âdecidedâ to go to your house and eat pizza for dinner. Lando even said to me that they could do a stream and have fun for a bit. You agreed and all knowing that wasn't gonna happen. The ride home was so much fun. You spent the 20 minute ride screaming a one direction song from the top of your lungs. You sang Lando âthrough the darkâ And he sang âYou and iâ.it was lovely, Max almost threw up when you kissed. Luckily he was driving so he hadn't watched much of your pda.Â
You got out of the car trying to play it cool though you were so nervous. You saw Max texting Pietra that you were close.the lights were off. And silent. Your nervousness took over you when you tried to open the door but let the keys fall nervously. Thankfully Max and Lando were discussing which type of pizza they would order. Finally you opened the door, lando behind you and so you turned on the lights.
Everyone jumped from everywhere saying happy birthday in unison. Yoursmile was so big but when you saw lando his smile was even bigger.
âSurprise!â you said and lando was still processing it. But when his friend started hugging him he started crying out of joy. He thought his friends weren't coming this year because of their busy schedule.but that was a lie you made them tell so lando wouldn suspect anything. Fortunately, they all kept the secret safe. Lando was so happy.Â
You all spent the night playing poker, drinking gin and tonics and surrounded by laughter and love. In the moment, around everybody, you felt lucky to be there. Especially to be in landos life. Everyone was so sweet and good just like him. He deserves the world.
Everyone went home around 2 am. You were exhausted and tipsy at the end of the night. So you put your pajamas on and sled straight on the bed. Lando wrapped his arms around your waist.
âThank you for everything. It was a great birthday. Thank u for always taking care of me always.you make me the happiestâ he said under a whisper looking at you. He looked so gorgeous with that little smile and tired eyes. You stroked his cheek gently, smiling.Â
âYou deserve to be happy darling. You are unstoppable. Better days at work will come,I know.but im grateful that you have so much love surrounding you. I love youâ he smiled widely listening to you and leaned to kiss you with so much feelings and passion. You were the greatest thing that ever happened to him and also the greatest decision he has ever made when he asked you out.
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f1gossipofficial: here it is @/yourusername at the McLaren garage ready for fp1 cheering for his 4 year boyfriend @/landonorris! Lando was asked about the whole drama around the Brazil gp and his birthday and her statement and he said âIâm lucky to have her. I would set the world on fire for her. So yeah. We are the same that is why we work so well. It was a great birthday though. She brought my whole group of friend to Monaco for a poker night so yeahâ also he said that if it wasnât for her he wouldâve collapsed on his overthinking but thankfully she was there. We love a power couple on the grid!! What do we think about all of this? #LasVegasGP2024
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User1873: they are both the same shit tbh
User23: I LOVE THEM GREATEST COUPLE ON THE GRID
User29873: I donât like lando but she cute supporting him like that. I saw she gave a kiss to him before getting into the car. They seem in love!
⤡ Usrr988: I KNOW TIGHT I THOUGHT I WAS THE ONLY I CAUGHT THAT KISS IN THE OFFICIAL TRANSMISSION
Yourbff: she is the greatest person you would know!! Letâs go lan!!!
User564: Max will win the dwc and NOTHING would change that or move me so
User90: omg she is so pretty
y/nstan: how lucky lando is to have her. She is always the sweetest to all of his fans. And also funny. Such a queen!
User897: where are the pictures of them arriving together????????! I NEED THEM
⤡ user45: so iconic need to marry asap
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It was the day. The day you were back to media duties. Back to being a target for social media. Back supporting your boyfriend no matter what. You even went on media day to be there for him if he needed it. You chatted with everyone around to entertain yourself while he was doing interviews.Â
Oscar helped a lot and the whole McLaren team to make Lando feel safe and actually enjoy the weekend. You Were grateful for it. At least they decided not to be dicks in front of his face.Â
Fp1 was about to start and you were proudly there in the garage to cheer on him. You were also anxious because you felt things almost like him and this competition is rather never racking. You kissed him gently but shortly. A good luck kiss before getting into the car. He smiled widely.Â
âGo be the best you can be. Youâre greatâ you told him sweetly.
âI'll try my best to impress you,â he replied, letting go of your hand.Â
âYou already do everyday babeâ you said smiling making him grin before walking into the car to start the first session of the weekend.Â
You watched from there how fp1 unfolded hoping this would be a great weekend.
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through the cold, with you
synopsis: amid the biting cold of patrol, katsuki finds his own way to keep you warm.
pairing: timeskip!bakugou katsuki x f!reader
⚠࣪ Ë notes: was listening to a song and it went "i would burn my words to warm you up" and i want that kinda devotion tbh
the night air is sharp, biting at your skin as you walk through the quiet streets on patrol. the chill settles into your bones, making your fingers stiff and your nose go numb.
you pull your jacket tighter, but it feels like the cold is winning, no matter what you do.
beside you, katsuki strides ahead, his steps purposeful and his posture as commanding as ever. he doesnât seem bothered by the weather at all.
you try to shake off the discomfort, but the cold is relentless, seeping through your clothes and making it harder to focus.
you force your steps to keep in line with his, but your movements are slower now. every breath feels like it could be your last.
he doesnât even notice. or so you think.
another few minutes pass, and you feel your teeth start to chatter.
you glance over at katsuki, his fiery gaze locked straight ahead, his usual scowl firmly in place. h
eâs always been the type to push through anythingâcold, pain, exhaustionâand now, it feels like the wind is just another enemy to him.
you, on the other hand, are starting to feel the weight of it all.
just as youâre about to speak up, to mention that youâre starting to freeze, katsuki stops walking without warning. his shoulders tense, and you can hear his breath cut through the air.
you blink in confusion as he turns to face you, his eyes narrowing slightly as they sweep over your figure, taking in the subtle signs of discomfort you hadnât voiced aloud.
âyou good?â he asks, voice still rough but softer than usual. his eyes linger on you for a moment, like heâs waiting for you to admit something, to ask for help.
but he doesnât push.
you hesitate. heâs been protective of you since you first got together, but thereâs a difference between that and actually asking for help.
you try to brush it off, giving him a small smile. âyeah, just a little cold. Iâll be fine.â
katsuki eyes you skeptically. âbullshit.â
you donât have time to react before he steps toward you. before you even realize whatâs happening, his hand is reaching for the collar of your coat.
his fingers brush against your skin as he unzips your jacket without a word, then pulls off the heavy scarf wrapped around his neck.
you open your mouth to protest, but before you can say anything, katsuki is already wrapping it around you, tightening it just enough to offer some protection against the cold.
you blink at him, confused. âkatsuki, whatââ
âshut up,â he mutters, cutting you off. he adjusts the scarf so it fits snugly around your neck, tucking the ends in carefully. âyouâre freezing, and Iâm not having you catch a cold.â
he steps back, his hand brushing against your shoulder as he assesses his work.
then, without another word, he reaches into his bag and pulls out a thermosâwhen the hell did he put that in? âhere,â he says gruffly, holding it out toward you.
you take it from him, still caught in the bewilderment of what just happened. the warm liquid inside is a welcome relief to your frozen fingers as you take a sip.
katsuki watches you for a moment, his posture relaxed but his gaze sharp. itâs like heâs silently making sure youâre okay, his watchful eyes never leaving you.
âbetter?â he asks, his tone a bit soft. thereâs something protective in his voice, the kind of thing you never used to hear from him. you take another sip of the drink, nodding.
âyeah, much better. thanks.â
he huffs, his lips twitching in that small, familiar smirk that only you get to see. âyou better be, or Iâll drag you back home and shove you under a heater myself.â
you laugh, the sound warmer than itâs been in the last hour. his eyes soften for a second, and for a moment, you swear you catch a flicker of something affectionate in them before itâs gone.
itâs like he doesnât want to make a big deal out of it, but thereâs no mistaking the care heâs showing.
you glance up at him as the silence stretches, a little unsure of what to say next. but heâs already taking a step forward again, his body language a silent invitation for you to follow.
âcome on,â he says, his voice commanding as ever. âletâs get this patrol over with.â
you start walking beside him again, feeling the warmth of the scarf wrap around your neck like a promise.
the cold is still there, but itâs manageable now. itâs bearable. and, somehow, his presence seems to push it away, too.
you can feel the heat from his side, the way his body radiates strength, and the knowledge that heâs always looking out for you, even when he doesnât say it out loud.
as you walk beside him, you try to ignore the soft smile thatâs tugging at the corners of your lips.
he might act like he doesnât care much for these thingsâgestures of affection, quiet acts of loveâbut he shows it in his own way. and, in the end, thatâs all that matters.
katsuki steps forward again, his arm sliding around your waist and pulling you into his chest with surprising force.
âstop shivering, damn it,â he mutters, the rough edge in his voice doing nothing to hide the concern underneath. his body heat surrounds you as he keeps you pressed close, his hand firm against your back.
you stiffen for a moment, unsure of how to respond to the sudden proximity, but his warmth is undeniable. your body relaxes against his, letting the heat from him seep into you.
thereâs something comforting in the way he holds you, like heâs willing to bear all the cold, so you donât have to.
you tilt your head up slightly, just enough to meet his gaze, which is softer than usual. his face is still serious, but you can see the care in his eyes, the way heâs watching you closely.
for a second, the two of you just stand there, his arms wrapped around you, your body pressed against his.
âandâuh youâre welcome,â he says, so quietly you almost donât hear him.
his gaze softens, just slightly, before he turns back and starts walking again, already heading toward the next stretch of their patrol.
a grin makes its way up your face, and it makes your husband blush furiously and press a firm kiss on the top of your head. he is trying to hideâyou know that much.
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short n' sweet (social media au) - op81
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Summary: The one where in an attempt to figure out who Y/N is dating, the internet come up with theories only to realise she is dating none other than Oscar Piastri and chaos ensues.
Pairing: oscar piastri x pop star!reader (model used: sabrina carpenter) (and domingooo)
Warnings: cursing (i think), sabrina carpenter is horny but it's okay we ride with it, feat the internet being the internet, i have a big fat crush on mercello hernandez so you have been warned
Auhtor note: came all this way, had to explain, direct from @percervall; mar this one is for you, i haven't had this much fun in a long time so thank you for indulging my brainrot and excitementđđŤś
Please also note that all of my works are protected under copyright, and not available for reposting on other platforms.
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yourusername: toto, i have a feeling we're not in kansas anymore. short'n sweet cumming to a city near you! first stop: columbus, ohio
user: bro just give me ONE chance
user: SHE'S GORGEOUS â¤ď¸â¤ď¸â¤ď¸â¤ď¸
user: te amo diva
user: don't know if i wanna be with her or i wanna be her
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user: see you tomorrow pookie
user: cant wait to see u đŤśđźâ¨đ¤
user: sheâs the sweetest & shortest đ
user: itâs Y/N's world and weâre just living in itđđ¤đ¤đđđ
user: is he talking about TOTO FUCKING WOLFF??
user: why is f1 everywhere, no she isn'tđ
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caption: bed chem from opening night!!
user: that mic is ON! â¨
user: I LOVE THIS DIVA!!
user: watching this isnât enough, I have to be there
user: I need that bed.. NEOWWW
user: SHE BETTER BRING THE DAMN TOUR TO AUSTRALIA CAUSE THE FOMO IS CRAZY
user: oh i think she'll be bringing the tour to australia alright
user: what does that mean??
user: what do you know!!
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caption: YO I DON'T KNOW WHAT IS HAPPENING BUT SHORT N' SWEET TOUR IS THAT GIRL!!
user: 'have you ever tried this one?' ugh her mindđ
user: IS THIS THE NEW NONESENSE OUTRO FOR THIS TOUR I NEED TO KNOW
user: i can't take my eyes off this, i've been staring at it for the past five minutes!
user: okay diva we see youđ
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yourusername: hello l.a., are you ready to wrap it up?
user: OSCAR JACK PIASTRI WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?
user: okay who is he and why is he lurking in my diva's likes?
user: MY QUEEN (me typing this while listening to espresso đ)
user: just a girl living life and making everyone fall in love with her
user: iâm 26 and AFRAID of Y/N Y/LN
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user: the caption and the last pic with the kittens the vibes don't match i love youđ
yourusername: stoppp, i diee
user: how is this tour like halfway over ????? second leg of tour maybe???? đ
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caption: have you ever tried this one?
user: i don't know how she keeps coming up with these
user: imagine having this much freak, i wouldn't be able to leave my house
user: am i the only one who is excited for the last three shows in la??
user: her boyfriend is one lucky guy that's for sure
user: she has a boyfriend??
user: girl who do you think the guy in the white jacket and the thick accent is?
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caption: omg guysđđ domingo is heređđ
user: CAME ALLL THIS WAAY HAD TO EXPLAAAIN
user: deerect from domingoo
user: okay hear me out... mercello and Y/N??
user: noooo, this crossover is actually too insane i can't handle it
user: look at how he's looking at her bro's down badđ
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caption: WE'VE LOST HER TO DOMINGO GUYS
user: somebody call kyle and tell him the good newsđ
user: who's kyle?
user: omg do you live under a rock or something?
user: am i the only one who thinks they are not dating?
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yourusername: LA night 2 âĽď¸đ second locationnnn maybe heâs biiii!!! see you tonight for our last show of the US leg :â) how the hell
user: God bless your Dadâs genetics, Domingo
user: OMG DOMINGOOO⌠âNOW SHES WITH A HOT GUY BUT HE LOOKS GAY, HEARD HIS NAMES DOMINGOâ
user: DOMINGO IS CHEATING ON KELSEY
user: no hate to domingo, but oscar jack piastri liked this post under 1 minuteđđ
user: i think we've established that she is probably dating marcello, please stop with the delulu
user: Y/N IM HEREđš
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user: marcelo hernandez had the opportunity to do the funniest thing ever⌠and he did
user: the budget for this tour is insane⌠feels like a literal broadway production
user: came all this way, let her explain deeerect from LA
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yourusername: date night but make it our way tagged: oscarpiastri
user: i'm sorrryyyy, but the dress is giving andie andersonn
yourusername: princess sophia is having some fun tonightt
user: this is still the most mind boggling couple ever BUT YOU LOOK GOOD THO
user: i'm so normal about this, i am sooooo normal about this
user: it's giving ross from friends and i am here for it
user: the best hard launch in the history of hard launches
oscarpiastri: great show, even better after party
yourusername: why did i know you were going to comment this
oscarpiastri: i'm literally sitting right next to you and you saw me type it
user: unhinged gf x calm bf duo is superior and this is the biggest proof ever
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marcellohdz: but what about domingo...
yourusername: i'm sorry domingo...
user: but is mark webber still alive, MARK ARE YOU THERE
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oscarpiastri: came all this way, had to explain... tagged: yourusername
yourusername: 100% recommend, 5-star service
oscarpiastri: đ
yourusername: đĽ°
user: mister oscar jack piastri god bless your dad's genetics indeed
user: world class driving, world class relationship reveal
landonorris: okay but do we get free concert tickets ooor?
oscarpiastri: đ
yourusername: of course!
user: this is actually so cute i'm going to throw up
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user: have you ever tried this one just took a whole other meaning
user: wait, are we going to see them together in las vegas??
user: the hard launching is insaneee
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If you are still writing for bombshell x Spencer could you write something from early seasons when he had feelings for JJ đđťđđť
Hotch told you once that he was tempted to put an automatic lock on the office doors, so that he can lock them when he sees you coming during your working hours.Â
He has yet to follow through. You slip in through the doors and take a deep breath. It smells like coffee, printer paper, all the same stuff as your own office, but your office doesnât have Aaron Hotchner, Derek Morgan, or Spencer Reid.Â
âNeither does this one, apparently,â you mumble to yourself, casting your gaze around the room to no avail. The boys arenât here.Â
Emilyâs sitting at her desk. Sheâs new, youâre jealous of her job, but sheâs gorgeous. You wonât mind sitting at Spencerâs desk until they get back. âHello,â you drawl, setting down in Spencerâs chair comfortably.Â
Emilyâs mildly startled. âHey?â
Spencerâs desk is an explosion. You debate cleaning up for him. What if you put something in the wrong place? Itâll be more annoying than helpful. âHow are things?â you ask, pushing Spencerâs chair back, and kicking a leg over your knee, high heel bobbing.Â
âWhat?âÂ
You smile at her. Flirting, just a little, but your concern is real. âHow are things going, Prentiss? With you?âÂ
âTheyâre good. Yeah. I just moved into my new place.âÂ
Bless her for not knowing what to do with you. She doesnât have practice like the rest. âA new place? Where to?âÂ
She relaxes while you talk. Her apartment overlooking Kingman, her catâs annoyance at the new smells and the long case time away. âSpencer says that cats arenât capable of holding grudges, but Sergei can.âÂ
âHeâs cute, isnât he? He knows a fun fact for everything.âÂ
Emily sits up. You can see the excitement of a secret in her dark eyes. âHeâs adorable. His little crush on JJ is so sweet, Iâve tried to give him some advice but heâs totally stuck on her.â You falter. And Emily, profiler in training, she catches it. Her lips part, startled. âYouâre notââ
âI had no idea Spencer had a little crush,â you breathe, sitting up with a smile. âFor how long? What about JJ, is she interested in him?â You hug your hands together. âYou know, I think theyâd make a cute couple.â
âWell, I heard they went to a football game together, but I donât know when. Before I got here, at least.âÂ
What? âThatâs fun.â
âI donât think itâs serious.â
You tip your head back and the heavens have opened, Derek Morganâs making his way toward you with a grin and a hand reaching for you. âSweetheart, where have you been?â he asks. âItâs been weeks, I was starting to miss you.âÂ
You texted him a few days ago about a property nearby for rent, and you had coffee the day after to hear his advice on the area, so heâs just making stuff up. âHi, Derek.âÂ
You get up and let him hug you. You deserve it. Youâre beautiful and fun and smart, and you deserve a handsome man rubbing your arm and telling you he missed you. âHow much?â you ask warmly.Â
âLike a hole in the head.âÂ
Hotch is behind him. And there, the surprise item of the afternoon, Spencer Cheating Reid.Â
âHi, Hotch,â you say.Â
âI heard something about you Iâd rather not repeat,â he says.Â
âHotch, the details were wildly exaggerated, and I was less at fault than you might think.â
âI thought it was entirely your fault.â He shakes his head. âYouâre shooting yourself in the foot, doing things like that.âÂ
âWhy, what did you do?â Spencer asks.Â
You falter again. Everyone sees your insecurity: Hotchâs brow furrows deeper than it had been, Morgan pauses, and Spencer, to your panic, holds your eye as the emotion passes. âItâs not worth talking about,â you say, shrugging.Â
âTry not to do it again,â Hotch says. âMorgan, with me.âÂ
âUh, Hotch?â Emily speaks up.Â
âYou too, Prentiss.âÂ
He leads a procession up to his office. Morgan throws you a look like he wants to talk to you, but youâve plastered unaffectedness over the wound again. Why does the idea of JJ and Spencer going on a date upset you? Heâs a sweet guy, sheâs a nice girl. Is it because you didnât know?Â
âYou really havenât been here in weeks,â Spencer says.Â
âMissed me?âÂ
He holds the strap of his bag. âYeah, I did.âÂ
What use does he have missing you? âI heard something interesting about you, Spencer.âÂ
âYou did?â
He looks shy, pale, and worried. You forget sometimes how heâs not just your favourite dork, heâs a friend. And he doesnât seem to have very many of them.Â
Oh, you think, jealousy, you heartless monster.Â
âThe rumour mill says you arenât sleeping enough,â you say gently.Â
âI sleep fine.â
You put one kitten heel in front of the other and stay, squinting at him with a teasing suspicion. âThatâs not what my informants have been telling me. You look tired, honey. You arenât sleeping, or Hotch wonât let you?âÂ
âBoth.âÂ
He does that playful smiley thing that makes you wanna scrunch his hair in your hands, like he knows heâs made a good joke.Â
âYour case in Cincinnati sounded tough.âÂ
âWait,â he says.Â
âWhat?âÂ
âAre you okay?âÂ
âUsually. Why?âÂ
âAre you okay right now?âÂ
âIâm fine.â You purse your lips. âWhy wouldnât I be?âÂ
âJustâ youâ I donât know, you didnât seem like yourself. I didnât mean to upset you, asking about that stuff. Itâs none of my business, sorry.âÂ
âHow are you feeling about physical touch today?â you ask.Â
He seems to regard you with distrust, for a few seconds, like heâs worried youâre messing with him. âIâm okay with it,â he says eventually.Â
You step into his space and touch his cheek gently, fingertip tapping into a beauty mark you often remember only when heâs in your reach. âYou didnât say anything wrong. Iâm sorry I made you think that.â You drop your hand. âJust having a weird day.âÂ
âMe too.âÂ
Spencer puts his bag under his desk and mentions a video he found on profiling you might like by one of the old Unit Chiefâs, SSA David Rossi. You steal Derekâs chair and sit knee to knee with him to watch it, Spencerâs cheeks turning dark with blush in the screenâs reflection.Â
Can JJ make him blush like that?Â
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sunghoon removing the condom mid sex because 1) he honestly couldn't care less 2) he genuinely believes he has rights to do so simply bc he wants to đ¤ˇââď¸ 3) you're too dumb on his dick to even notice that.. not until he cums inside ofc but it's not like you can do anything against his strength and big frame even if you wanted to
condom removal is so hot and I would do a lot for sunghoon to cum inside of me without protection đŠ make me creamy goddamn
note: this work contains themes of noncon and should not be replicated, and if this happens outside of the realm of fiction then it is considered sexual assault.
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Sunghoon knows he loves to have sex but he thinks you might like it even more than he does.
Neither of you are committed to one another but somehow, you find yourself in bed with him twice a week and donât have an issue if he shows up your place unannounced. Sunghoon isnât pushy and understands if youâre not available when he wants you to be. The respect is probably the reason why you agreed to start hooking up with him regularly on the first place.
And like, your birth control is always there to save you but you like using condoms for that extra layer of safety. Sunghoon always brought condoms with him whenever the two of you would meet up and the one time he didnât have any was the first time he experiences having sex with you without that protective rubber.
He canât get enough and dreams of your wet pussy against his bare cock. It makes Sunghoon hard every single time he thinks about seeing how tight you gripped him when he didnât use condoms. He doesnât ever want to go back.
Sunghoon has you on your hands and knees with your cheek pressed into the mattress. Youâre almost sure you might be drooling and your hair fans across your face as he pounds into you with one knee on the bed. His other foot holds him up for stability as he fucks you like that.
âTightest pussy in the world,â he moans loudly, too lost in the pleasure of seeing his cock drilling in and out of you, even with the protective sheen preventing him from truly feeling you.
Youâre too gone to hear what heâs saying but his dick feels so big and good inside of you. You moan wildly and feel your own voice vibrate in your chest the more Sunghoon pushes and pulls against you.
âYou like my cock?â
âI love it,â you choke out.
âYeah, baby? Like it when my big dick fucks this tight hole?â
âFuck me harder!â
Sunghoonâs crouches on the bed, using your body for balance ad both of his feet plant onto the mattress. Heâs got a grip on your waist and squeezes when he feels you clenching around him. The new angle feels divine because his heavy, warm balls rest right against your pussy. He gives an experimental swing and you curse loudly when his balls smack against your clit.
âOh, you like that?â Sunghoon pushes into you again. âYou look so sexy beneath me. Makes me want to put babies in you.â
âN-No,â you stutter, trying to shake your head.
Sunghoon begins to push into you deeper. âNo? You donât want my cum? You donât want it to take? But your pussy feels so good, baby.â His words make you moan and clench around him again.
âF-Fuck, Sunghoon!â
The echoing sounds of his balls slapping against your pussy makes Sunghoonâs eyes roll to the back of his head. He looks down to see the shape of your naked body and twitches right inside of you, which makes you squirm beneath him and the arch of your back crumbles in erotic pleasure.
Your pussy squeezes him a little too hard until you push him out but Sunghoon doesnât mind. He grins at your wet hole and leans back to pull your bottom half into an arch again by pushing your legs together. You feel his tongue rub itself all over your folds and grip the bedsheets below you the more his wet muscle slides over your sensitive areas. Sunghoon flicks your clit a few times and drags it over the surface, making you moan right into his pillows.
He pulls away to give your pussy a smack. âSuch a dirty girl, huh? Your pussy looks so cute when Iâm using it.â
Sunghoon licks up another stripe before pulling himself upright. You donât see him but you feel the bed moving underneath you as Sunghoon pulls your legs together again until your thighs are pressed against one another. He cages you in with his knees and you hear him jerking off with one hand while the other grips your ass and pulls each cheek apart to reveal your tight pussy.
âYour ass is phenomenal,â he complements as he twists his wrists while you close your eyes and bite your lip.
Sunghoon stays like that for a minute, admiring your asscheeks as you gush at the sound of his cock against the condom. You want nothing more than for him to stick his cock back in and start to think about the moments just prior when his balls slapped your pussy lips and sent you straight to heaven.
Your thoughts are cut off when you hear the sound of rubber smacking. Your heartbeat picks up at the familiar sound and start to turn around when Sunghoon pushes his tip back and forth over your folds, confirming your suspicions. The condom is gone.
âSuchhhh a nice pussy,â he groans as the wetness splashes onto his bare dick. âMakes me so horny.â
Your mouth hangs open the more Sunghoon pushes his cock inside of you, burying himself inch by inch until heâs so deep that you feel his balls just underneath your ass. He puts both of his palms beside you and pulls himself away from your body just to push back in.
You panic underneath him but moan simultaneously. Your heartbeat races at the sensation of his bare dick as Sunghoon twists his hips to angle himself deeper than he was before while your mouth hangs open, a string of moans pouring from the back of your throat.
âYour bodyâs gonna make me cum,â Sunghoon grunts. You close your eyes shut and clench around him in bursts when he speaks, making him moan deeply into the open air. He reaches over to his side and places the used condom on your left asscheek as he uses his hands to spread you apart, grunting at the sight of him invading your hole.
Sunghoon doesnât give you any time to object or react and it feels too good to say something now. He stutters as his hips become faster and rougher before heâs gripping your asscheeks and digging his fingernails into your meaty flesh, his big cock lodged so deep into your pussy that you swear youâre in another dimension. He cums with his eyes focus on your hole and moans the second he sees it bubble out of you.
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"my ambition" - part three | the prequel
⸠pairing: jayvik x fem!reader ⸠word count: 4.5k ⸠tags: mdni! minimal nsfw, fluffly, poly relationship, relationship beginnings, blossoming love, s1 act 1, no mention of y/n, alcohol use. ⸠notes: so excited to get this out! had a fun time giving this relationship history and i spent way too much time overthinking whether the ending was too rushed or if it was too self-indulgent... and then i realized its a fic so i get to do what i want LOL! pls let me know if you would like more parts, or if you want some drabbles about this specific trio. i would really appreciate it.đĽš
<- part 2
You had always been academically gifted. Rising to the top of your classes each semester, pushing aside anyone in your way. Especially for a young woman, who had been accepted into the Academy before you had even finished your secondary schooling â a gifted student with the proudest of parents and professors.
Born with an influx of ambition flowing through your veins, knowing from a young age your duties to the world. It took more than wordy false promises to make a difference to Runeterra, it took action. Thatâs why you vowed to help Zaun.
What better way to take action, than to help those who had been long forgotten about. You were smart enough to see the way the city had been tossed aside, forgotten about, while Piltover only continued to grow and thrive. There was sickness festering underneath, people dying because of the less-than living conditions and poverty that swallowed it whole.
There were many days when you wondered if it was too much, if you, as a topsider, could actually make a difference. Would anyone want your help? The bigger question being â how were you going to help?
Then, you met Viktor.Â
That was when your ambition rose higher than ever. A smart, young man a handful of years older than you â a man from Zaun himself. The youngest assistant to the dean, a title that was hard to come by, and rather jealousy inducing.
Youâd weaseled your way into his life quite easily, finding him in the halls and striking conversation whenever you could. He was polite, and good at slipping away when your attention became overbearing. You couldnât help your over-excitement for a scholar from the undercity. Someone who matched your levels of ambition. Someone who was able to teach you about the place that had been nothing more than whispers and off-hand comments by your peers.
You fell in love. Quickly, and hard.
Viktor, too. It was your smile, your innate excitement, the genuine intrigue you had of him and how he was able to share the experiences of chronic illness with someone who wasnât just a damned doctor â someone who understood the pain. How could he not fall in love?
Viktor found himself appreciating you more and more with each passing day, wondering when youâd sneak through the halls to find him to share your newest revelation.
Wondering when he could be expected to be pulled into a broom closet so you could ravage his lips with your own. He hadnât been so experienced with romance until you appeared in his life, content with focusing on his studies at the academy. You changed the trajectory of his lifeâand so had Jayce.
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âHextech?â You raised an eyebrow, sitting on a stone bench within the academy courtyard and holding a half-eaten apple in your hand, âI donât know. Sounds⌠unstable,â you murmured honestly, looking between Viktorâs eyes as he stood in front of you. You took another bite, the sweet flavour calming you.
You had to admit, as much as you were uncomfortable with this new scientific breakthrough, so to speak, you had never seen Viktor quite this excited about anything.
âPrecisely,â Viktor said, eyes practically shimmering as he spoke to you, âthatâs why youâre going to help.â
âNo way,â you huffed, standing on your feet and waving him away, âyou just told me that all the work got confiscated, how the hell would I even help?â You spoke in a hushed whisper, as if Heimerdinger himself was listening in to the conversation.
âEh, confiscated is a loose term,â he said, taking a step toward you, a gentle hand on your shoulder. You tensed at the touch, turning your head from his gaze and shaking your head adamantly.
You had morals, and perhaps you listened to the dean a bit too much at times. Science was incredible, but ethics were important, and the explosion was proof that it was an unpredictable type of magic. If Heimerdinger made the call that hextech was unsafe, a yordle with decades over your own experiences, then you should listen, no?
âIt has the capabilities of helping more than just the city,â he urged, fingers tightening on your shoulder, âPlease. Let us show you.â
Those words tugged at your heartstrings, leaving you conflicted as your heart yearned to know more. You took a deep breath, closing your eyes momentarily as your mind reeled at all the possibilities.
The first image to pop in your mind was the proper union of Zaun and Piltover, an incredible feat that no one could ever pull off. No more distinction between the two â just one beautiful place to live. Your dream.
Could hextech really be the key?
âFine,â you sighed, crinkling your nose and opening your eyes, âbut Iâm under no obligation to like this Jayce guy, he sounds like he doesnât know how to properly take care of his research.â You looked up at Viktor through your lashes, watching the way the corners of his lips curved into a small smile, âWhy are you smiling like that?â
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âCrank it!â Jayce exclaimed from his chair, eyes full of childlike wonder, as Viktor stood at the chalkboard, crossing through equations and murmuring about the research he was still properly acquainting himself with.
You, however, stood next to Jayce, chewing hard on your bottom lip as your partner agreed with his words.
It all seemed fine, plausible, even. Yet, you remained apprehensive.
âAnd it if it doesnât stabilize, what then? Part two of the great blue explosion that destroyed your apartment?â You asked, eyes focusing on the man sitting, his honey-coloured eyes shining as they watched you. Your stomach twisted tight, hating the way he made you fill with butterflies.
You knew him for less than twenty-four hours, and he already had you twisted around his fingers. Gods.
It was completely unfair to be caught between them both.
âItâs worth a test,â he was adamant, then a sigh left his lips, âbut we donât have access to my equipment.â
âWhich is being destroyed tomorrow,â Viktor murmured, eyes back on the chalkboard and fingers touching his chin as he was lost deep in thought.
You jumped when Jayce stood quickly, the chair he sat on nearly toppling over.
âWhat?â he asked, panic rising in his throat.
âOh, yeah,â Viktor cringed, looking over his shoulder at Jayce, âSorry. I meant to tell you.â
You could sense the way Jayce was teetering on the edge of a breakdown, his breath hitching in his throat as he rambled on about how it was his life work, how they could show the council the equations to show them the proof. There had to be something!
But Viktor was right, proof wasnât reliable on paper. They needed physical proof. A real test.
âWe canât do it without the crystals. The enforcers took them all, theyâre gone,â Jayce ran his hands over his face as he collapsed onto the chair once more, deflated from the situation.
Your hand rested atop his shoulder, giving a gentle squeeze, much like Viktor did with you when you were overworked. Jayce flickered his gaze to you, those puppy-like eyes offering a silent âthank-youâ.
âMhm,â Viktor hummed, âlocked away in Heimerdingerâs lab,â he continued, eyes settling on you.
âNo,â you were quick to know where he was going with this, âCount me out, we are not breaking in.â
âSheâs right,â Jayce said, eyes widening, âyou heard the council, if weâre wrongââ
âBetter be right then,â Viktor interrupted, and Jayceâs eyes sparkled with possibility.
You felt a tightness in your chest, shaking your head as you took a step back. The two of them spoke back and forth, but you hadnât been listening. Just as you reached the boiling point, you turned on your heels and took a step away, but Jayce was quick to turn his attention back to you. He stepped forward, hand grabbing your wrist, and you felt your heart jump up into your throat.
âStay,â he pleaded, hand tightening.
You huffed a loud sigh through your nostrils, brows creasing together and lifting. Gods, why did he have to be so goddamned charming? You hardly noticed the curious look that Viktor gave you two before rolling his eyes and turning back to the chalkboard. The smirk on his lips well hidden.
âFine!â You snapped, pulling your arm from his grip, âbut if we get caught Iâm telling everyone that you two made me do it. I am not taking the fall for this.â
Jayce grinned, a toothy smile that lit your cheeks aflame, âDeal.â
You stayed a few feet behind the two men, arms crossed over your chest, as you careened through the halls quietly. You were hardly a rule breaker, in fact, usually a stickler for keeping peace. It was in your nature, like many topsiders.
When the three of you reached the door, you felt panic rising as footsteps echoed down the hall from where you had just come from.
âShit,â Jayce whispered, âhurry.â
Viktor was fiddling with the keys, fingers filtering through them until he found the one for Heimerdingerâs lab. With practiced ease, he slipped the key into the door lock, twisting back and forth until it clicked.
Both you and Jayce were standing side-by-side, watching a flashlight in the distance, pointing in your direction, but too far to pick up on the three figures breaking in.
Viktor opened the door, and they stepped inside, but you were frozen. Unable to tear your gaze away from the enforcer that had been doing patrols and walking right toward you.
âAh!â You gasped when there was a harsh tug on your arm, stumbling into the laboratory and crashing against Jayceâs chest. Viktor closed the door behind you without even the slightest creaking â a perfectly silent entrance.
âYou've never broken a rule in your life, have you?â Jayce smiled, eyes watching you with curiosity as you pulled away from him yet again. You opened your mouth to answer but Viktor cut you off.
âShe is a law-abiding citizen,â he answered, supporting himself on his cane as he walked further into the lab, looking around for the confiscated equipment.
âCan you guys keep it down? Theyâll hear us.â You whispered, pushing past Jayce. Annoyed, and thankful the redness on your cheeks wasnât visible in the darkened room.
âHuh,â Jayce grinned in response to Viktor, walking behind you as he looked around the lab, âyouâre not kidding.â
âShut up.â You hissed.
Settling in the lab, you stood off to the side, peering at some of Heimerdingerâs books as Jayce scrambled to find the pieces of his work. You listened to the sounds of the electrical whirring as he welded the parts back together, lost in thought as your fingers traced over the spine of a book.
A hand lifted to the small of your back, startling you for a moment.
âSorry,â Viktor murmured, eyes watching you.
âItâs okay,â you chuckled, smiling as you leaned against him. Silence grew between you two as you slowly dropped your hand from the bookcase. You glanced at Viktor, biting down on the inside of your lip in habit, âDo you think hextech really has the strength to help people? Like us?â
Those honey-eyes softened as they flickered over your nervous expression, and he nodded, âI do.â
With a deep inhale, you tried to let go of your apprehension to the situation. This was for the best. If you wanted to reach your dreams, you had to run over a few toes, right?
âItâs all here,â Jayce called from his spot at the table, pulling the goggles off of his face and turning to look over at you two.
Viktor held up a blue hextech crystal to you, one from the handful that was confiscated, and when you offered him a questionable look, he insisted with the forward movement of his hand. Slowly, you reached out and took it in your fingers, feeling the rigid orb press against your skin.
This was it.
You pressed a kiss to his cheek before making your way to Jayce, who had been looking at you two with a small smile.
âHere,â you said, offering the crystal with an open palm as you stood next to him, Viktor coming up beside you.
Jayce reached out, taking the crystal, but not without a lingering touch to your hand. Viktor took notice, a sparkle in his eyes that you hadnât noticed as you watched in curiosity as the hextech crystal was placed into the machinery.
It glowed a bright blue hue, sparks from the crystal illuminating the room. You had never seen anything so beautiful.
âItâs time to crank it!â Viktor said excitedly as he snapped close one of Jayceâs notebooks he had spent time looking through the past few days, looking in front of you and toward Jayce.
âAre you sure you know what youâre doing?â He asked, growing uncertain as Viktor sucked back a breath and shook his head.
âDo it,â you interjected, eyes wide as you stared at the beauty of the hextech. The inner scientist in you couldnât be tamed any longer, you needed to see what this could do. It was almost addicting, and you couldnât look away. It had sucked you in completely, âyou have to try.â
They shared a look between each other, swallowing lumps down their throats. Viktor leaned forward, pressing the button of the machine, and it began to spin. It gained enough speed that it created a constant blow of wind that pushed your hair back wildly â electric currents flying wildly.
âI donât think itâs going to hold!â Jayce said loudly, the electrical crackling of the machine deafening all other noses, âlook at the buildup!â
âThe resonance will stabilize it, trust me,â Viktor returned, sharing a thoughtful look with Jayce, an attempt to calm him.
You, however, were unable to look away. You stared at the wild glows of blue, a smile on your face, and blissfully unaware of the enforcers that were making their way up to the laboratory after seeing the blue light shining from the windows of the lab.
Moments later, the chaos settled, and you gasped with a big smile, hands slamming on the tabletop, âthis is incredible!â You exclaimed in awe, watching as it stabilized.
Viktor smiled to himself, his hand finding your back yet again, âtold you it would work,â he said encouragingly, eyes flickering to Jayce, âall yours.â
âItâs never done that before,â he murmured to himself, unable to tear his gaze from the slowly spinning crystal that sent waves of electricity to the surrounding runes, â...alright. Here we go.â
Hesitantly, he reached to the button Viktor had pressed, twisting the knob several times, so the surrounding runes began to spin and orbit the crystal.
You watched expectantly as Jayce twisted it over and over, creating different pathways for the crystal to spark energy. You couldnât help but lean closer, even when the out flowing electricity stung your cheeks.
What the three of you hadnât expected was a surge of energy to blast out, nearly toppling you all and breaking the labâs windows. Within the impact, you fell right into Jayce with a yelp. Strong arms wrapped around you as he reached for the knob, and you clung to him, face buried into his chest.
The energy was strong, and for a moment you prepared for the untimely death of three scientists who just wanted to change lives. How fitting.
Then, the glass from the window flew back into place, as though time around you reversed, causing a brief moment of respite and enough time for Jayce to push forward and slam his hand on the button. The crystal fell back into place, and you were all able to breathe.
Slowly, you peeled yourself away from Jayce, feeling around your face and body to make sure your body was still completely intact.
âIncredible,â Viktor beamed, smiling, âwe need to try again.â
You and Jayce shared a look, silently agreeing that it was now or never. And for you, there was no more backing out.
This time, you took a few steps back, not wanting to be caught up in the aftermath of a worse explosion, but still curious enough to peek over their shoulders. As you settled back, you swore you heard sounds coming from the hallway, but it was hard to tell over the crackling sounds of the hextech.
Pressing your ear against the door, you closed your eyes to focus, and you gasped.
âSomeoneâs coming,â you told them, hands holding the doorknob tight, âyou better hurry.â
Viktor took a few steps to the door, sliding his cane through the handles of the door so it was snug, âbetter than nothing.â
The two of you shared a startled gasp, the rattling of the door loud when the enforcers reached the door and began to hit it with force, kicking and yelling for you to open up. Heimerdinger was with them.
âStop this lunacy at once!â He called from beyond the door, and your gut twisted in guilt.
A few more heavy kicks and the door creaked.
âTheyâre almost through,â Viktor said, turning around back to Jayceâs side, âno pressure.â
âThat sounds like pressure!â Jayce yelled, working hard to synchronize the runes with the knob. He looked over his shoulder at you, who was now pressing against the door with your weight. With each kick of the door, you huffed, doing your best to keep them from pushing it in.
A rather heavy kick caused you to stumble, but you got right back to it, watching over your shoulder as Jayce closed his eyes and focused on the hextech.Â
Your attention was pulled back to the door when the cane cracked, and you tried to push against the door, but it was no use. One more kick and youâd be goners.
But the hextech won.
The sound of another surge pushed you against the door, and you panicked at the intensity that felt like it was going to crush you, and then suddenly⌠you were weightless. You turned to Jayce and Viktor, eyes wide, as you all had begun to float up into the air.
After one more kick, they broke inside, but the surge reached them, too. They stumbled back, while you had started laughing.
It was incredible, absolutely incredible.
âExcuse me, underfoot,â Heimerdinger spoke, pushing past the enforcer and stepping inside his lab, gasping when his eyes landed on you three.
You were nearly touching the ceiling, floating with your belly to the ground and caught slowly spinning between Jayce and Viktor. Your giggles erupted into a fit of laughter, unable to control it as you twisted around in the air.Â
Jayce flicked a piece of metal, where it floated through a glowing blue orb that was just above you, and it shot out right at Viktor. You collectively gasped, taking everything in.
This was magic and science blurred together, a medley of perfection. Hextech worked. You did it!
âWill you please stop hovering?â Heimerdinger spoke, looking up as you spun your body around, touching and prodding at debris.
It was like swimming, you were able to push yourself, and you accidentally collided against Jayce, the two of you sharing a laugh. You couldn���t quite place it, but as your eyes caught his, you felt something â like a mutual intrigue of each other. Was attraction too strong of a word? Your cheeks reddened, matching his own, then he cleared his throat and turned his gaze away.
âIâm not sure how to do that, sir,â Viktor finally responded, pushing toward you both and smiling as the three of you moved around together smoothly, not touching. Floating. Feeling free.
Like all things in life, it didnât last. The surged power of the hextech settled, and thankfully it was a smooth descend that kept you three from any broken bones.
Viktor had been wrangled by Heimerdinger, only after a good verbal lashing that included you and Jayce. Blabbering about the rules, ethics and how dangerous this was. At the end, your partner had been whisked away for damage control, trying to explain everything and to keep any of you three from penalties and punishments.
It left you and Jayce to clean up, gathering everything together into the back area of the lab, still in awe over everything that had happened.
Once finished, you stepped out into the brisk night air first, somehow still chipper enough to bounce down the steps while Jayce hustled behind you. You hadnât been so inclined to do goodbyes, but he stopped you with a hand on your wrist, much like earlier. It sent a shiver up your arm.
âWait,â he said, and you faced him, battling the redness that crept up your neck as you tried to remain composed, âwill you stay?â he asked, grip loosening on your wrist, âto help us, I mean.â
âWith the hextech? Of course,â you answered, rolling your eyes playfully, âWho in their right mind would see that and not want to explore it? That was incredible, Jayce. You should be really proud of yourself.â
A smile lifted at the corners of his cheeks, the compliment doing wonders to the insecurities that lie deep within him.
âWanted to make sure,â he eventually said, dropping your wrist as you both ventured away and into Piltover, toward your homes, âI like you. Well, I mean â youâre good to have around. Smart, you know.â
A giggle bubbled up, a hand lifting to your mouth to try to stifle it, âyouâre a dork, just like Viktor.â
Jayce smiled at you, biting down on his bottom lip as the two of you ventured down the streets together, âhow long have you two been together?â
The question was quick to fluster you as you met Jayceâs curious gaze. You wondered if the question accidentally slipped out, and you could ignore it, but you could tell he was waiting for an answer.
âOh, uh, just a couple of months. Officially.â You answered shyly, hands clasped behind your back as you walked side-by-side.
âThatâs nice,â he murmured, â...so, has he always been so absurdly intense about science? Donât get me wrong, I like everything about his ambitions, heâs a great guy for even wanting to help me. Heâs justââ
âSurprisingly eccentric?â You laughed, nodding, âwhen he gets excited about something, itâs like his brain goes haywire. I suppose thatâs the way of being an ambitious innovatorâ
âYeah, I suppose so,â Jayce smiled, quietly admiring you in the moonlight. Studying and memorizing everything he could.
The two of you ended up walking around aimlessly, indulging in small chatter as you shared your hopes and dreams. You shared nearly everything you could about your life, and he told his story about him and his mother, and how that sparked his discovery towards hextech. It was easy to talk to Jayce, to get lost in his voice â he was just so damned kind.
Nearly an hour passed when you finally approached your apartment, which was rather close to the Academy. The two of you had simply taken a few detours around the neighbouring streets.
âTrust me, if you want to get on the deanâs good side, then you need toâŚâ your voice drifted off when your eyes settled on a certain individual sitting outside on a stone bench. Broken cane in his hand and looking up at the sky. âViktor!â You called out, rushing ahead, âif I had known you were coming back to mine, I wouldâve hurried back.â
He turned to look at you two, raising a curious eyebrow and smirking as Jayce slowed his pace behind you, âI have only been here a few minutes, itâs all right.â
You dug around for your keys in your pocket, walking up to him and outstretching an arm for support as he stood. He could walk relatively okay without his cane, but you still enjoyed the way he would lean on you. It became habitual between you two.
âI should leave you both to it,â Jayce cleared his throat, giving an awkward wave as you two ventured toward the apartment.
âWhy donât you come in?â Viktor asked, motioning for him to follow.
You looked up at him in interest, figuring the two of you would be falling asleep the moment you got inside. Nonetheless, you went along with it.
âNo, no, itâs late. I donât want to overstayââ
âCome inside, Jayce. We donât bite.â
Viktor was convincing enough, or perhaps Jayce had too much of a soft spot for him because he was quick to accept the invitation.
It ended up being a great night, the three of you crowding around your kitchen table. Drinking some nicely aged wine you had hidden away for only the most important occasions. You celebrated your shared success and discussed everything hextech, the possibilities and what you hoped it would provide. You shared laughs, especially as the night went on, and you had all begun to feel a bit delirious at times as the sun began lighting the sky above the horizon and the wine settled in your stomachs.
âWell, I hate to be the one to end the night,â you smiled, sleep beginning to win its war over you, âIâm tired and sore, I should get some sleep.â
âYeah, I should get back to mine, or, whatâs left of it,â Jayce agreed with a dampened chuckle, eyes flickering out of the window to gauge the time with the colour of the skyline.
âWhy donât you stay the night?â The question fell from your lips much too quickly, unsure if it was your overt politeness or an underlying desire that lead it, âif youâre okay with that.â You shot your gaze to Viktor.
It felt like hours, but the few seconds you took to share a look said lots. A silent agreement about your shared feelings for Jayce.
âSure,â he answered. A shy smile tugged at your lips, and your lover turned back to Jayce.
The man seemed a bit uncertain, and maybe a bit too tipsy to understand the looks thrown at him. His amber eyes jumped between you two, âIâve intruded far too muââ
âStay.â Your voice mixed with Viktorâs almost too perfectly, in complete synchronization.
âOkay.â
The night became a blur. It was Viktor who had led you both to the bedroom, the wine clouding all judgment from the three parties and allowing you to just be. To indulge in each other without wondering what would come next. To allow yourselves to act on attraction and lust with nothing holding you back.
âIâm glad you stayed,â you murmured, lips lingering along the stubble on Jayceâs jawline. Viktor, who was behind you, peppered kisses along your bare shoulders.
âMe too,â Jayce breathed in response, hands careening your naked body and intertwining with Viktorâs fingers with they met over your hip.
âLetâs stop talking,â Viktor mumbled with a quick nip at your skin, the confidence in his voice sending a shiver down your spine.
Jayce wasnât quite certain how he managed to be wrangled in by you both, but he wasnât going to complain. Not when, for once, everything felt right.
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max verstappen x fem!reader
⢠summary. max wasnât doing a very good job at being an attentive boyfriend, always busy and not paying you any mind, so when you voice your dismay he gives you exactly what you want.
⢠contains. slight angst, nsfw, smut : unprotected sĂŠx, cĂ´ckwarming âĄ, softdom!max, crybaby!reader, heâs stubborn and mean asf (madmax hehe), you ride him in his gaming chair, dirty talk, creampie, begging, mention of alcohol consumption, usage of petnames (e.g. baby, sweetheart, love), wc : 6.4k
nora's â note. peek-a-boo! srry for being gone, this has been in my drafts since jan LMAO. itâs my first time writing something angsty, hopefully itâs up to par w the rest of my writing (o´ç˝`o) anyway love u all, iâm going through all my work thatâs been collecting dust <3
Your feet padded down the endless hallways of the penthouse you currently resided in, searching for Max with a glass of gin in hand. One of his favorites.
The boisterous district of Fontvieille Monaco has gone long quiet as the evening begins to fade in. It was the most treasured part of your dayâwhen the sunset casts over the ocean and how the crowds of people start to diminish slowly one by one. Loud voices and laughter simmering down, back into their homes or into fancy restaurants and bars to enjoy the rest of their night.
Each roll of the blue waves along with the golden disk already beginning to touch the surface ocean water is a view you could never get sick of. The sun slips quickly behind the line of the horizon as it spreads its last raysâstunning hues of oranges and yellows seeping through the windows of your living room, allowing to emit a shadow of your figure on the floor and walls with each step you take as you continue your hunt for your boyfriend.
It is where you feel the utmost of tranquilityâthe calmness of this environment is a way for you to wind down without having to care for anything else outside of the place you call home, to help wash away any troublesome thoughts. Usually these hours are spent with you and Max watching a movie or making a home cooked meal together. Usually your limbs would be tangled with one another in sacred and intimate ways.
Though this time around, your surroundings don't put you at ease, it doesnât shake away your worries. In fact, itâs worse than usual.
This current lifestyle by all means, was everything you could ever dream of. You were incredibly lucky to be the partner of someone like Max. The Dutchman who is portrayed and misunderstood as a villain half of the time is actually a gentleman.
Your lover was so genuine and kind, as sweet as the gleam of sun that is currently kissing your skinâthe warmth filling your whole body, bringing an overwhelming sense of comfort. Itâs the sole reason why you fell in love with him, and you fell hard.
His own love for you is like a gardenâblossoming into heavenly flowers within his fast beating heart.
He dotes on you, cares for you when you need it most, like tending to a single daisy amongst a field of grass. Nurturing and watering it with the most fondness, just like he does when kissing you, and god his kisses are to die for. His lips soft against yours like a warm embrace, so tender and delicate, melting into each other's souls. It always felt as if it were the last, as if the world was crumbling beneath the bottom of your feet. Nothing around you mattered, just the two of you in that space sealing in the gap.
Heâs a race car driver for crying out loudâbound to be blunt and direct. But the persona he shows to the crowds of people and millions behind a tv screen is only half of who he truly is. Sure he can have a nasty temper at times during the highlights of his career but those were all under heavy stressful circumstances. In no way shape or form has his impatience and anger on track reach you from behind closed doorsâŚuntil recently.
That familiarity of admiration for you has suddenly turned into rushed and quick pecks on the lips, hugs lasting only a fracture of a second. There wasnât any long lasting gentleness to those intimate actions anymore, no adoration laced behind them.
This switch in attitude has you dwelling on it in an unhealthy way. Concerns filling your brain as he hardly devoted any time to you recently. Perpetually blowing you off with an âIâm busy.â and other broken promises to make it up to you whenever youâd suggest going out together for the day.
You genuinely didn't mind it at first, you out of everyone understood how important his career was to him. But, heâs constantly conducting business calls, in emergency meetings, or practicing on the race simulator. You were aching for him, in more ways than one.
Itâs lonely enough with him having to travel all around the world 12 times a year with an extra addition of other flights for further business matters. And, with your own work you arenât usually there to accompany him more than youâd wish. So with the rare occasions of him actually having a break with you at home and to have him not pay any attention to you was, without any exaggerationâŚstarting to annoy you.
In contrast to the beautifully painted sky outside your windows showcasing its eternal beauty of lovely colors, your mood was somber and gloomy. Almost like the soon to be night sky beneath a cascade of iridescent stars on the sandy shores of Monacoâthe air thick with a cold breeze and scent of salt, the feeling melancholic.
With an intake of a breath through your nose, the tracks of your light footsteps halt when you finally reach the blackwood door that leads into his office you were positive he was in. You make sure to knock three timesâan order you mustn't forget, not wanting to walk in on him potentially streaming a game or being in a meeting with his camera on.
Upon hearing a faint, âCome in.â from the other side of the door, you enter the office with caution. Staring into the dreary space, anyone would be aware of how grim it was; pens and papers scattered across his work desk messily, the trophies resting on the display shelf held a sheer layer of dust, and the cold temperature didn't make it any better. The atmosphere alone coerced goosebumps to emerge onto your skin.
Max himself looked disarrayed, sat in the race simulator on the other side of the room. You walk over to stand beside the makeshift car seat to get a better look at him. All the noticeable tell-tale signs didn't go unnoticed by you, he was pushing himself too much. It was really displeasing to see him not taking care of himself. His light brown hair framed his forehead with eye bags digging into his skin, and there was a prominent little line in between his eyebrowsâindicating that heâs been focusing for too long.
âHey, everything okay?â Setting down the cup of gin on the wooden desk concernedly, you pull off his headset and brush your hand through his locksâpushing them back into place. Max doesnât tear his eyes off the screens of his multiple monitors, barely sparing you a glance or reacting to the contact of your touch like he normally would.
âHi baby, yeahâŚyeah âm alright,â he mumbles slowly, almost as if he didnât register what you said.
âI got you a drink.â A frown makes way onto your features when he doesnât say anything after that, not even acknowledging the alcohol in front of him. With a tilt of your head you wait expectedly, continuing to burn holes on the side of his faceâlike you were trying to read into his thoughts. âYou coming to bed soon? You should get some rest.â
âMhmâŚin a bit.â
You didnât know why you thought the outcome would be anything different. The monotone lack of response from him had you sneering as a combination of anguish and irritation consumed your body. Heâs still looking at the screens, an intense focus in his irisesâa need to complete the race laps of the simulator even with his headphones off.
You knew then that heâs not honest with his intentions, being dismissive as usual and leading you to the feeling of neglect yet again. Though this time youâve reached your limit, patience running thin.
Whilst huffing out an annoyed breath you toss the headset into his lap without a care, âLiar.â
That was a terrible mistake.
His reaction was just about immediate, bewildered at your sudden outburst. âWhat was that?â Max finally turns his head, eyes narrowing to look at you as you saunter off to the door. You intended to just retire into your shared bedroom alone, tears already pooling at your lash line from all the pent-up frustration with your back facing him.
âIf you knew what was good for you, you wouldnât dare to walk out that door.â
Halting your footsteps, a shiver bolted up your spine, the previous anger briskly replaced with unease. Youâd like to think it was from the cool air that was blowing from the vents instead of his bleak words.
âGet back over here,â he spoke assertively, voice low and ominousâlike he was disappointed in your unexpected change of mood, making your skin crawl with uncertainty.
It was a dangerous gamble between wanting to defy him or to finally have all of his attention after two weeks. But you knew better than to test his warnings and tolerance especially after hearing that irked tone. Blinking away the unshed tears, you steel yourself to shift your body and face him again.
âNow. Sweetheart, don't make me repeat myself.â
Your breath hitches, this was probably the first time in days where heâs held eye contact intently with you for longer than twenty seconds and it just about has you stumbling over your feet. The icy glare spoke for itself, already irritated with the way you lashed out at him, which is rare coming from you. Heâs got a pounding headache and the last thing he wants to deal with is your little attitude.
His mean demeanor nearly made your eyes water again by the time you returned to his side, following his order. Within a split second, Max chucks the headphones to the ground bitterly. The loud clank! it makes when it hits the wooden floor has you jolting out of your skin, his annoyance radiating off of the small scowl on his face and actions.
In swift movements he pulls you down to straddle his lap without a word, a squeak of surprise leaves your lips since you didnât have time to process what was happening.
The proximity has your heart skipping a beat, a rush of heat spreading throughout your entire body with nervousness. It was slightly cramped in the space between him and the pc steering wheelâleaving you little to no room to breathe, chest brushing against his to not have your back pressed into the metal material.
You felt that familiar ache in your stomach building up from how close he was and how he was holding your waist to keep you steady. It really didnât take much for you especially since youâve missed his warmthâhis big veiny hands on your body. Your mind begins to whirl already, making you desperate for more right away, it was easy to tell from your quickened breath.
He observes your small frame all but quivering atop of him, dressed solely in one of his t-shirts that was evidently larger on you and a pair of panties peeking from underneath.
âWhatâs gotten into you huh?â His eyes lingered a while longer on your bare thighs that were scantily covered. He strokes it with his hands lightly, the contact igniting a trail of fire in its wake on your supple skin before his sharp gaze snapped to return to your face, âalways interrupting me.â
You can practically hear the erratic rhythm of your heart beating in your ears because of his fierce scrutinizing eyes, and it doesn't benefit you in the slightest when the expensive cologne he knows drives you crazy wafts into your nostrilsâmaking it even harder to concentrate. The air gets thicker by the second around your heated bodies.
âWhatâs gotten into me?â Youâre muttering under your breath, looking everywhere but his burning stare to try and rein yourself, âMax youâŚyou hardly have time for me anymore.â
Heâs a busy man, engrossed and occupied in his job. You get it, you truly do, you understand the fear he must bear of not wanting to be last. Carrying that title of being number one is both a blessing and a curse. It doesn't help that he's his own worst critic, correcting what he thinks he could do better by practicing on the simulator as much as he possibly canâitâs the only thing that occupies his mind.
The amount of pressure he must feel has to be overbearingâall the more for a non-stressful winter break, heâs been losing too much sleep and he couldnât even bother to mind your concerns. All you wanted was to take care of him in different ways, youâve tried for days but those days turned into two weeks and youâve had enough.
One of his hands smooths over your back, humming gruffly while the other jerks your chin to force you to look at him with a firm grip so you don't pull away, âYâknow I have to be on top of my work right?â
âYes! Of course I do butââ
âIâm doing this for us.â He then takes both of his palms, dragging them down your sides tantalizingly to grasp your hips. Max kneads the flesh briefly before guiding you with a secure hold to have your clothed heat rub at his crotch that's already flinching, growing hard underneath you. He does so almost mockingly, knowing just what you want and eliciting a shocked choked gasp from you, âworking so I could get you the things you want.â
Your small hands went to hold onto his broad shoulders at the unexpected friction, it was getting tougher to keep yourself groundedâbody trembling with the effort to stay in check, to stop yourself from grinding down on him greedily like you so desperately wanted.
âMax,â your face is sullen as you speak just above a whisper, he was mere inches away, so close you can almost taste him. You could justâŚlean forward a bit, claim his lips and have him again, âI donât care about that, I just want to spendââ
âTime with me.â He interrupts again, stealing the rest of the sentence out of your mouth like heâs heard it a hundred times before and you can't seem to get snarky with him at the moment because of the way he was gradually rolling your groin against his. A rush of butterflies stirs in your tummy from the staggering sensation.
Max reaches under the hem of his baggy shirt that's draped over you with an exasperated exhale, his touch ticklish as his fingers dance along the soft skin near the band of your underwear. You can start to feel your body seeking more of his attention, so close to being obtainable you can taste it on the tip of your tongue.
âIs that it? Fine. If thatâs the case, then youâre going to sit still.â
His words pique your interest at once that you seem to ignore his condescending behaviorâcontent with just getting to be in his presence again.
He takes notice of your tongue peeking out to wet your lips in expectancy, earning a flicker of amusement on his features before quickly masking it back with a stoic expression. You can feel him trail lower and lower until the tips of his fingers reach your sensitive bud to circle it delicately over your panties, almost feather-light to tease you. The response from your body was instant, mewling and arching your back. Your clothed breasts were now flush against his chest, allowing more warmth to exchange between the two of you.
âAll you wanted was to get your little pussy wet huh?â He lets out a scoffing chuckle, making a wave of humiliation wash over you from the way he puts it. You shake your head in denial, not wanting to give him the satisfaction that you are in fact sexually frustrated.
âN-Ngh! No!â But he can see right through your miserable bluff, especially with your heavy puffs of breath and stammering.
You were utterly touch-starved that your underwear was already dampening under his touch with your growing arousal. All from just sitting on his lap and light traces of contact.
âNo? Then why are you soaking my fingers right now?â A sense of pride always filled his body knowing the affect he had on you, to have you heat up and slip into that sweet headspace with just a few ministrations. âAww my sweet baby, you just needed a bit of my attention? Is that it?â
Max continues to work you up with a lazy smirk on his lips, watching you closely for each little face twisting reaction, âanswer me sweetheart.â He lightly taps at your clit, another chuckle almost slipping from his throat when you sit up straighter because of it.
âYes Max, IâŚwant you.â Your voice comes out a bit whiny than you intended but you donât seem to care because of the way your brain is clouding, craving more without question.
âThereâs my good girl.â
With your lower lip sucked between your teeth you brace yourself for more, blood pumping with excitement. He was finally going to fuck you like youâve been wanting for days, right?
Wrong.
What you didnât expect was to be fully naked, straddling his cock whilst he ignored you.
Dumbfounded was an understatement.
As you watch the clock on the other side of the officeâperched on top of the door behind him, your sanity quickly dissolves with each passing tick. It took you about ten minutes to realize the vast amount of self-control he held. So while you were sitting on his lap, firm length sheathed deeply inside youâMax simply returned to the simulator, superbly content with this proposal. You on the other hand, couldnât stop the tremor of your thighs.
Breaking the tense silence with an unsatisfied grumble, you wrap your arms around his neck in hopes to get more direct contact of his skin on yours. Your frame was taut and rigid above him, trying your damn hardest to not make any sudden movements like he ordered.
Being able to finally feel him again like this but not allowed to do anything about it has you on edge, you eagerly wantedâno needed some sort of relief. So with much contemplation your movements get bolder with a grind of your hips, though it only makes him give you a stern look in exchange, enough for you to force into a stop at once.
He clicks his tongue in disapproval, giving a light smack on your plush ass as a warning. âStop fuckinâ moving,â he hisses through gritted teeth, still annoyed with you and it had your heart aching uncomfortably.
You should be the one that was upset but you felt so vulnerable and deprived, especially with him still being fully clothed, his shorts and briefs pushed down just enough to free his cock making you feel all the more exposed and in the mercy of his hands. You so miserably needed more of him, all of him.
âMax please,â you canât help but beg now, knowing that itâll usually weaken his resolve with that angelic voice of yours, âI canât.â
It doesn't seem to deter him though. A sense of disappointment engulfs you, he was so hellbent on teaching you a lesson that you know you don't even deserve.
âYou can and you will. What happened to being my good girl?â His hands never leave the steering wheel behind you and his voice, not even in the slightestâdoesnât waver whenever he speaks, practically like he was unaffected with your warm wet cunt wrapped around him, âbesides, isnât this what you wanted? Donât make me punish you.â
Heâs mocking you. You can almost see his lips quirking up into a smile as you nuzzle your face into the crook of his neck with no retaliation afterward, so eager to please him.
The only thing you can possibly do was snuggle closer for the little bit of warmth his clothed body can radiate in the cold office and listen to the loud roar of V6 engines coming from the game. With tightly shut eyes, you try to think of something to distract you but nothing works as your mind parades itself from the feeling of his fat tip kissing your cervix, stuffed full.
This was already punishing enough, none of this was painful oh noâit was the complete opposite. But, the pleasure rising up and not having your desires fulfilled was tearing you apart. It was borderline torture.
The stretch makes slick from your pussy drool on his girth, a mess pooling straight down his balls and whenever he would move his feet on the pedals of the simulatorâhis thigh jumps, making you shift on his lap and bounce ever so slightly on his shaft. It has you whining against his ear like a bitch in heat.
Maxâs eyes burn into the screen of his pc after perceiving the sound of your soft whimper and whines against his ear, breath tickling his skin and making it prick up. He always loved any noises that he could pull from you, his possessiveness and ego feeds off it. He's transfixedâentranced by how sweet it sounds. He canât lie, he did miss you. Missed having you close like this, desperate and easily acquiescent for him, your soft voice all breathless and needy.
Just the feeling and connection of you.
He clenched his jaw when your velvet walls fluttered around him, his own self-control was close to snapping. But being an asshole just to spite you seemed more pleasing, he purposely moved his legs more forcefully on the pedals to elicit more of those pretty little cries of pleasure.
Though he completely freezes up the moment he hears you sniffling against his neck, hot tears hitting his shirt seconds after.
Max knows he's been a shit boyfriend but he's too prideful to admit it, so frustrated and harsh while his sole center of attention was on how to be better, better, better with his work that he seemed to forget your own needs. Heâs conflicted at the moment as he thinks about it, infuriated at himself for taking it out on you.
You were trying so hard for him, to be his good girl that you always were despite your own discontentment and bitterness to his treatment towards you. You didnât want to upset him any further even if this was his own doing, it made both his heart stammer and his cock twitch from how kind you are to him. He didn't deserve you.
When you feel that certain jerk inside of you, your one track mind really couldn't stop your lips from speaking once more through your small sniffles. âP-Please Max,â you attempt again with hesitation, lip bitten raw from your constant chewing, âI canât take this much longer.â
His self-restraint finally snaps.
Your ears perk and pick up the sound of him sipping, completely downing the glass of alcohol that was disregarded earlier in one go. He hisses harshly after the burn cascades down his throat with each gulp and then leans forward, muscles flexing slightly as he places the now empty cup on the desk with a soft clunk before turning off the gaming system.
The unexpected silence causes your stomach to twist in a knot, no longer capable of hearing the thunderous engines of formula one carsâjust his ragged breathing and ticking of the clock.
Anticipation nags in the back of your mind, a hundred things running all at once while you sit there pliantly and unmoving, silent tears cascading down your face.
You can't help but think that youâve surely done it this time, youâve pissed him off now havenât you?
âSo ungrateful for all the things I give you, hm?â He eventually speaks amidst the strained quietness. The words he utters out didnât hold any actual malice, voice softer now. His anger giving away to more vulnerability as his hands went to pry your face away from his neck, holding it in his palms gently.
It ached to see you hurt, the pain in your features mirrored in his own heart. His hands trembled subtly while he cradled your soft cheeks, thumbs brushing away the salty tears that fellâtrying to comfort and soothe you, âalways complaining.â
You lean further back slightly to get a better view of his features, seeing a mixture of emotions swirling in his irises.
Pity. Sadness. Longing.
You could feel it with the way he held you with care, you could feel it in the airâthrough his soft breath against your skin. Your own heart tugs a bit when you realize that he was feeling guilty. Guilty for doing this to you, for mistreating you.
âI miss you.â You hiccup whilst his thumbs continue their calming motions on the apple of your cheeks.
He focuses on your pretty face stained with wet tears before brushing some loose strands of hair framing your face, tucking it behind your ear and he couldnât help but marvel at how cute you looked. You were nuzzled into his hands like a kicked little puppyâdoe glassy eyes staring into his own.
Max lets out a shaky breath out his nose when a pout adorns your pretty pink lips, he wants to kiss it away, hear those moans youâd make against him. But first, he really needs to apologize for his negligence.
He coos at your broken voice, torn between his self pity and yearning for your presence even if he didn't deserve the slightest bit of your leniency, ââm right here baby.â His chest continues to sting as your tears increase, the weight of his words hitting you harder than he expected.
He knows that his reassurance has touched a nerve, that you've been longing to hear those words for days. That he was never really gone, he still cared for you the same, just too stubborn about his own emotions. While keeping his tender hold on your face, his gaze never leaves your watery eyes. He wants you to feel his unwavering love, a necessity to put your mind at ease, âlet me kiss you, can I?â
A soft hum coming from your throat and a small nod is enough confirmation for him to pull you into a fulfilling gentle kiss, one that you were familiar with, the kind that you yearned for so severely. The adoration was felt again as he put much effort and devotion behind it. It felt so good being cherished like this again.
With a pleased sigh passing through you, Max tilts his headâremoving one of his hands from your face to hold your nape, intending to deepen the kiss even further. He takes the opportunity to push his tongue past your lips when you part your mouth.
The taste buds on your own wet muscle begin to flood with the flavor of bitter alcohol as it dances and tangles along with his. It was all so, so intoxicating. And he revels at how your lips always manage to be plump and soft, as tasty as he remembered. He mutters against them gently yet firm as he speaks, trying to convey his conflicted feelings, âso sorry my love, âm so sorry.â
He places a few chaste kisses on you before pulling away slightly so he can stare up at you for a moment, his pupils tracing every inch of your naked body. He can't get over how beautiful you look with desire and need whirling in your eyes. His heart stutters again with so much regret when you sniffle and hug his shoulders, pressing closer like you were trying to meld into one.
A small glimmer of light breaks through the storm of emotions when the sound of a sheepish giggle comes from your mouth. The lighthearted noise that heâs grown to love over the years of knowing you filling the tense air. Your saccharine voice overflows his ears with words of forgiveness, too compassionate for your own good. He muses at the fact that even through the stressful and pressuring timesâthe neglect, you were always there to welcome him with open arms.
Max rids the confines of fabric still clinging to his body with a sense of urgency, like a man on a mission to make it up to you. He tosses them to join the pile of your clothes forgotten somewhere on the floor before returning his mouth on you, this time on the column of your neck, peppering it. Starved and parched for you, just as much as you were for him.
His kisses are hot and wet, tongue lapping at your skin while his hands wander over your chest. He can feel you responding to his touches once more, pulse quickening just beneath his fingertips, your breathing coming out in faint gasps.
Small âI love youâs.â tumble from him like a mantra without stopping his focus on your skin. The once pained expression on your face now changed into an alluring one within ticksâcheeks flushed, eyes blown wide, and mouth slightly parted from all the attention.
It only fueled his hunger even more, growing impossibly harder inside of your pussy. âSo fuckinâ pretty, I could stare at you like this forever.â His lips work their way up to your ear, licking the shell of it provokingly, the action has the hair on your arms standing stiffly. Maxâs voice was direct and rough as he whispers, âfuck yourself onto me, go on baby you can move for me now.â
It's like a fire switch has gone off in your brain. At last, you lift yourself up until his flushed pink tip peeks out to the point of almost slipping out and slowly sink back down. Both of your mouths fall open to let out a low satisfied moan in unison. Your eyelids flutter, half-lidded now, barely being kept open with furrowed brows as you gape back at him.
âHaah!ââ your breath gets caught in your throat as he braces his feet on the floor and plunges his hips up to meet yours when you lift yourself again, stuffing his fat cock into your soaking heat in one instantaneous push. Your small hands claw on his shoulders in surprise, leaving red scratch marks on his pale skin.
âBreathe for me babyâŚyeahhhhh just like that. I can see you dripping for me, my needy girl look at youâso fuckinâ wet,â he bites his lip to stifle the guttural moan that threatened to slip at the sight before his eyes, âMissed you so much tooâshit.â
He continues to run his filthy mouth with a vein protruding his neck and stills his hips so you can set your own pace, your walls shuddering around him in response to his all of his words. Whilst you repeat the same action again and again, youâre already not able to formulate a single thought from the mind numbing sensations. Just mentally saturated at being filled to the hilt over and over and over.
âF-fuuuuuck, so good Maxâfeels so good!â
âThatâs it, just focus on feeling good, âm here sâokay. You have me now.â He devours your mouth once more, this time with great fervorâhis tongue exploring every inch of the wet cavern more hastily, tasting every bit of what you can give.
He swallows each and every little sound coming from you, every whimper and whine because of each drag of his length, feeling it reverberating through his mouth down to his chestânow full of warmth and contentment.
Maxâs hands on your breasts continue to squeeze, fondling your mounds until his calloused fingers pinches and rolls your nipples between them to pebble up in the cool air, adding a jolt of pleasure in the mix. The feeling of you taking him inside, the sounds of your sweet gaspsâit drives him insane. He groans deeply, breaking the kiss to have his head fall back against the chair.
Youâre fucking him so good all of his tension and worries are melting away from each roll of your hips. Maybe a little too good that heâs biting the insides of his cheeks to stop himself from ramming into you like a madman.
"Keep using me however you want sweetheart, donât stop âtill you're satisfied,â he mutters, ragged and hoarse.
You can hardly focus, it was too much for you to endure. All you can make out is how good he feels, how his mushroom head hits that spongy spot with the way youâre taking him in so deep at this angle. This is everything you've ached for, so itâs no surprise how easily youâre falling apart so early on along with him. So overly sensitive and responsive to each stroke of his stiff cock, being able to feel every ridge and vein.
The observation of him splitting you open was incredibly arousing to gawk at. Strings of slick connects where the two of you continuously meet, hot and sticky with a translucent white painting the base of his length as you continue to cream around him.
He swears he feels like heâs floating, going absolutely delirious, and itâs obvious with the way he wouldnât shut his mouth. Max always gets this way from the taste and feel of you, itâs like his mind couldn't fathom anything else around him.
âYou're so good baby, so good for me," he praised, palms going to grip at your hips tightly. Heâs clutching you so securely as if he can't bear to let go, leaving crescent shaped indents on your hips from his blunt nails. "You love this, you love being filled up by me, don't you?"
âY-Yes, Max," you moan out needily, your own fingers digging into his shoulders, "I love it so much. Mnnhâso big.â
His grip on your hips tightens as he tries to hold back, to prolong the need to just pound into you, his breath coming in ragged, shallow pants. The sound of wet plaps! from skin slapping against each other fills the office walls when you move a little fasterâair thickening around you further with the smell of sex. His brain clouds, losing himself in the pleasure you bring upon him. He can feel his willpower slowly giving way to his desire and need for you, but he wants you to have this.
The view of you riding him and your sweet whimpers was making it harder for him to control himself. He shuts his eyes and clenches his jaw to focus on not coming so quickly, âYou're so tight, so perfect. Canât even fuckinââhah! Can hardly think straight.â
He makes it a point to hold out for you, so you can come at the same time just how he always likes. But you whine and suddenly stop, legs starting to strain. The vulgarity of his words, the sensations, it was all getting too overwhelming.
Max groans at the loss of pleasure, reopening his eyes to look at your flushed disheartened face, âWhat's wrong baby?â
âNeed you,â you whine frustratedly and press your forehead against his, swapping breaths as you both pant, âI canâtâŚâ
"Need my help?" He grabs your hands to place it behind you so you can grasp at the steering wheel, this allows you more leverage and support to slam down onto him, âLean back and hold onto this sweetheart, hold on tightly.â
For extra measure he snakes a strong arm around your back, holding your waist sturdily as he helps guide you to fucking him more harshly now.
âOh f-fuck! Youâre s-so deep!â You tip your head back, bearing your hickey covered neck to him. He almost came from the sight alone, a low groan bullying itâs way out of his mouth.
âYeah? Thatâs better isnât it baby?â He asks softly but thereâs a clear hint of teasing, a playful mocking in his tone. Though his voice is finally starting to waver, all of it sends him into overdrive as he draws close to bursting at the seams. His fingers from his free hand tease the skin of your inner thigh, making your hips stutter slightly. âOooh, s-shit just felt you squeeze around me, you like that?â
âNo teasing Max,â you whine and cinch your brows together, looking back at him with a small scowl but it looks more of a pout in his eyes, âtouch me please.â
âDemanding now are we?â Deciding to not be mean anymore than he already has been tonight because of how precious you lookedâhe licks the calloused pad of his thumb and presses it harshly against your clit, neglected and swollen. He circles it, spreading his spit and your wetness slowly. You shriek at the added stimulation and grip the steering wheel so hard your knuckles turn white.
âMy good girl, my everything, all I ever need.â Heâs babbling again when your pussy clamps down on him at the praise. Both of your brains seemingly go fuzzy yet in tune with one another, only thinking of one thing and itâs that sweet release.
With each moan from you, a sharp groan and grunt comes from him. His own hips begin to move with you again, no longer capable of keeping still, his thrusts matching each lift of your body. The pleasure builds and builds, becoming almost unbearable.
âSo. Fucking. Good.â He punctuated his words with each buck, becoming more sloppy as time goes onâhanging so dangerously close to the edge. And he knew that you were almost there too, he could feel it in the way you were moving against him desperately, clenching and shaking around him. "You're close, aren't you, baby?"
Incoherent babbles of yes's and pleas were all you can respond with. Each drive of his hips were now constricted because of how hard you squeezed around him, your walls pulsing like a vice as your body goes taut.
He didn't stop, couldn't stop, he needed you too badly, needed to feel you as you fell apart for him, all because of him. His thumb rubs more vigorously against your bundle of nerves to heighten the pressure in your core, ready to burst at any given moment.
âY-Yeah I know I'm right there with you, come on baby,â he urges and leans forward, licking and speaking against your ear, knowing that itâll drive you even closer to your peak, âI want you to come for meâcome with me.â
Your vision begins to blur, nerves on fire as you can only focus on the blissful pleasure. The moans coming out of you now louder and more high-pitched as you chase for your orgasm. He angles his hips and snaps up into you harder, now hitting your sweet spot more incessantly. You suddenly go quiet, eyes rolling to the back of your head as you come around him in a silent scream.
âHoly shit, gooooood fucking girl,â his concentration switches to pure ecstasy when he watches you shake atop of him, he can feel everythingâevery muscle and contraction around him, it was enough for the heat burning in his abdomen to explode along with you. The base of his cock throbs as spurts of cum shoots inside of you while a guttural moan rumbles deep within his throat.
His thrusts begin faltering as he tries to coax the most of your orgasm out of you, pushing his cum further into you as much as he can until the fat head of his tip burns in overstimulation.
You collapse onto his chest blissed out and limp when you finally come down from your high. Completely fulfilled again as he hugs you to his sticky body, not caring to pull out, keeping you plugged full of his cum. His chest heaves against your head, rising and falling almost like a soothing lullaby, sitting there and just listening to each others heavy breathing.
âIâm sorry again my love,â he speaks after a while of calming quiteness.
âShhh donât talk about it anymore,â you chide playfully, resting your chin on his chest to stare up at him, âjust donât ignore me like that again.â
âOh I donât plan on it.â
The familiarity of your bond re-emerges. The tension and hurt from earlier is entirely gone, replaced by a sense of comfort and ease with you lax in his arms. His eyes drinks in the sight of you with a content smile plastered on his face. Heâll have to book a getaway for the rest of his winter break and take you over and over to make up for lost time.
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WE DESERVE A SOFT EPILOGUE, MY LOVE.
pairing: vi x firelight!reader word count: 2k summary: after years of thinking her dead, ekko brings vi to the firelight base. you don't really know how to react when the girl you grew up loving is now a woman you know nothing about and still, somehow, feel everything for. warnings: arcane level angst + lesbian yearning. reader is referred to with she/her pronouns. reader has tattoos and a star-shaped birthmark behind her ear (y'all know vi loves a nickname and i thought 'stargirl' was v cute so i had to make it work). fic gets slightly suggestive at the end ;) author's note: happy act iii release day!!! i wrote this instead of working on my thesis oops. in my defense, vi has sparked something in me that i simply cannot ignore. i'm also working on a werewolf! pitfighter!vi x vampire slayer!reader fic (set in the same universe, just with a slight twist) sooo that might be done before part 2 of this fic (which is where the smut happens hehe). anyways, thank you for reading!
inspired by that quote: "i think we deserve a soft epilogue, my love. we are good people and we've suffered enough" by nikka ursula
even after all these years, vi is still the first one to notice you.Â
her eyes widen as she hesitates to pull away from ekko, but you clear your throat to catch both of their attentions.
âi thought we were gonna question her together.â
ekko wipes a stray tear from his cheek and stands up a little straighter.Â
âyou were taking too long,â he shrugs. âdonât worry â sheâs clean.â
you trust ekkoâs judgement, but you still canât reckon with the fact that vi is alive. youâd splashed cold water on your face just before to make sure you werenât dreaming.Â
âi donât know.â you walk closer until youâre standing arms length from vi. âthe vi i knew wouldnât be caught dead with a topsider, let alone an enforcer.âÂ
you examine her carefully, and you imagine sheâs doing the same to you. vi looks more grown up â stronger and sharper. youâd spent so much time in limbo, not knowing if she were alive or dead. you arenât sure how to react when the girl you grew up loving is now a woman you know nothing about and still, somehow, feel everything for.Â
âi guess the shoddy undercut is a pretty clear give away,â you deadpan.
vi quirks an eyebrow at you. âshoddy, huh? you know, your tattoos look like they were drawn by blindfolded children.â
she smiles, all bright and toothy. the scar on her upper lip stretches, achingly familiar, and you decide thereâs nothing you want to do more than to bring her into your arms, to bring her closer, so you do.Â
her hair tickles your cheek as you whisper:
âi did those tattoos myself.â
vi chuckles, and you feel it vibrate across her body to yours.
âi know. theyâre beautiful.â her index finger traces the star-shaped birthmark behind your ear; you shiver. âi was just messing with you, stargirl.â
vi was the only one who ever called you that, said you made her life brighter or some other sweet nothing that would effortlessly fall from her mouth.
gods, she was the first one who even noticed that birthmark on your skin.Â
âi was messing with you, too. the hair â you look hot.â
you feel her heart beating faster against your chest as she smiles into your shoulder.
sheâs here.
sheâs not some ghost from your past.
sheâs really here.Â
youâre so overwhelmed by how solid she is against you that you start to pull away, but vi catches your hand before you can fully untangle yourself from her.Â
âthatâs all i get?â she wonders, licking her lips.
youâre tempted, very tempted, to give her more. maybe you would have, until ekko clears his throat behind you.
âshould iâŚ.give yâall a moment?â ekko asks. âiâll go get the piltie.â
you then remember who vi came here with; she might not be working for silco, but you stand by your suspicions at her bringing a topsider to the lanes.Â
you slip your hand from hers. you roll your shoulders back as if that would really shake away the hold sheâs always had on you.
time has passed. things have changed. neither of you are kids anymore, and you don't have the luxury of indulging in a frivolous crush.
âit's fine, e. letâs show them around.â
âstill a night owl, i see.â
vi finds you perched on one of the trees highest branches, surrounded by firelights as you sketch something. you close your sketchbook instantly and place it on the other side of you when vi sits down.
âthought youâd be in bed with that enforcer of yours.âÂ
âher nameâs caitlyn.â
âcaitlyn,â you scoff, shaking your head.Â
the bitterness you try to hide is all too transparent to vi, who has to bite back a laugh at your pettiness.Â
âyou say her name like youâre gonna hex her. never pegged you as a jealous ex.â
âtechnically, we never broke up,â you point out.Â
a firelight lands on your hand, and you let it crawl up the lines etched on your skin.Â
âif thatâs the case, i owe you an apology for cheating on you when i was in prison.â
you frown, but say nothing, your eyes following that same firelight as it illuminates your tattoos.Â
âdonât worry, iâm kidding!â vi pauses. âmostly.â
the firelight flies away, and you huff out an annoyed breath.Â
âwhatever. i donât care who youâve fucked, or who youâre fucking. and, you donât owe me anything. itâs not like weâre anything to each other, anymore.â
vi sucks in a sharp breath â she wouldnât have expected such harsh words from you.
âis that why you canât even look at me?â she finally asks.
youâd been strictly business since you first reunited hours ago. you expertly distanced yourself from vi all throughout the tour of the firelightsâ base, and throughout dinner, too.Â
whereâs the girl sheâd spend hours goofing around with, who always had a witty response to her sarcastic remarks, who smiled at her in such a way that made her chest glow? whereâs the girl who brightened viâs life when it seemed like the darkness would never leave?
âi donât know,â you admit. âpart of me still canât believe youâre alive. i know that i should be happy that you are, but i keep thinking about everything i could have done to protect you, and powder ââ
âhey. itâs my job to worry about everyone, remember?â
âyou werenât here.â
âi am now.â
she gently moves your chin so that you face her, so that you can see that sheâs not going anywhere, at least for tonight.Â
which is probably more time than either of you thought youâd ever have together again.
vi notices how your eyes flick down to her lips and back up, and she feels something spark in her chest. but then, you shake your head as though trying to wake up from a dream and turn away once more.Â
âthat enforcer of yours ââ
âsheâs not my ââ
âwhoever she is, she talked about how we all need to heal. i just keep thinking about what youâve been through, what weâve all been throughâŚ. how it never really stops. healing would be nice, but itâs hard when you have to keep fighting every day. you remember what ekko said, about why we chose this place?âÂ
of course, she remembers.Â
âthat if even a seed can survive down here, maybe we could, too.â
 âwe. whoâs âwe,â vi?â you laugh, but thereâs no joy behind it. âweâve gotten used to surviving without each other. maybe it was meant to be that way.â
âthatâs not fair.âÂ
âa lot of things arenât fair.â you gesture around at the base. âthis â this community â took blood, sweat, and tears to build and i just know how easy it would be for someone to destroy it all. which is why we fight, obviously, to protect all this and each other, but iâm scared that we can only do so for so long before we burn out.â
you press your knees to your chest and curl into yourself. vi notices then â the slump of your shoulders, the shadows beneath your eyes, and just how deeply exhausted you must feel, down to your bones.Â
you let out a shuddery breath. âis it even all worth it?â
vi swallows the tears building in her throat. you had always been the hopeful one, and it makes viâs chest ache to think about what you must have endured to lose the brightness that had been woven into your being.Â
that's part of what got her through these past few years, and there's no way she's going to let it fade.
âi....i think so,â vi starts, trying to find it within her to be inspirational. âmaybe it'll make a difference in the long run, even if we donât see that now. maybe someone, someday in the future, will be able to not just survive, but live in a better world.â
you raise an eyebrow at her, and vi swears there's a slight smile on your face.
"what?" she asks, her cheeks heating up.
"i'm just...surprised. how is it possible that prison made you less cynical?â
there's a glimmer to your eyes that wasn't there before, something playful, and vi decides to lean into it.
"oh, it wasn't prison," vi says, nudging her shoulder against hers. "see, i ran into this pretty girl from my past and she's this totally badass freedom fighter now, so i think there's some hope in the world."
you snort. "good to know you're still an unbearable flirt."
"i thought you loved that about me."
you laugh, a sparkling sound that vi wishes she could carry with her wherever she goes. itâs contagious, too, and vi finds herself giggling along with you. when it dies down, you rest your head on her shoulder, something you did even back when you were only friends.
âi missed you,â she admits.Â
âyeah?â your voice is softer than a whisper.Â
you lift your head and vi cradles your face in her hands.
vi nods. âso fucking much, and i want to prove it. if youâll let me. please.â
âvi,â you exhale. sheâs so close now that she can feel you breathing against her lips. âi canât. youâre with that enforcer.â
âweâre not together,â vi assures, bumping her nose against yours.Â
she leans in ever so closely to kiss you, but you move away.Â
âyouâre still with her, though, and youâre leaving in the morning,â you continue. âthings are already soâŚ.complicated. i just donât think we should start something we wonât be able to finish.â
with nothing more to say, you gather your sketchbook and pencils. viâs sure that youâre not going to bed, just off to nestle into another hiding spot for the night, away from her.
maybe youâre still putting up a cold front, protecting yourself because thatâs how you've been surviving in this world where the risk of losing everything lingers, and only gets heavier as you grow older.
but, gods, vi really has missed you, the you she remembers so vividly, the you that shone through just moments ago. she knows that glowing heart of yours is hardened by layers of ice, and sheâs determined to make them all melt away.
so, vi gets up, heart beating in her throat, and calls after you:
âhavenât we already?âÂ
you stop in your tracks. you slowly turn around to back at her.
a moment passes, maybe more. the two of you suspended in time. your eyes are telling her a million different things â youâre confused, youâre scared, youâre tempted, youâre tired â and all vi can do is unsuccessfully blink back more tears because itâs true, how your story together never got the happy ending you deserved.Â
âplease, y/n. if this is our second chance, even just for a night ââ
sheâs cut off by you crashing your lips against hers.
the two of you were young, really, just girls when you first kissed. it was awkward and messy and though it ignited something in the pit of viâs stomach, it was nothing compared to this.
she lets you guide her as you please, lets you press your warm body against hers against the trunk of the tree. she lets your lips mold into hers until her lungs are burning.Â
your chest is heaving as you pull away slightly; vi bites back a whine, feeling empty. but air isnât what she needs, sheâs sure of it. what she really needs is more of you.
you study her like a work of art, like you're committing her to memory in case she slips away. your thumb wipes away a fallen tear, across the tattoo on her cheek.Â
fuck, no one's held vi this tenderly since, well, you.
âyouâre so beautiful.â
vi blushes, becoming increasingly flustered. she'd wanted to make this about you, take care of you in all the ways she'd imagined, but the way you're looking at her, touching her....she's not a religious person, but vi thinks she might have stumbled into her own, personal heaven, with you having some divine hold on her, soft and bright and passionate.
you're kissing down her neck, nipping at her collarbone when you repeat: "you're so fucking beautiful."
âyeah, i know. they should build statues of me,â she breathes, closing her eyes and trying to keep upright on weak knees. she squeezes your hips in an attempt to keep herself steady.
youâre the only person vi can recall calling her beautiful.Â
sexy? oh, yeah. charming? definitely. hot? often.Â
no one else calls her beautiful, though, let alone makes her feel like it the way you do.
âbad at flirting and full of yourself," you tease. "some things really don't change."
by now your lips are travelling lower, and vi doesn't want to miss a second watching you have your way with her. when her eyes flutter open, vi gets a glimpse of something over your shoulder.
âhm, i guess drawings are a good place to start.âÂ
she gestures with her chin, which she instantly regrets as you pull away to follow her gaze, eyes landing on the sketches of her from your fallen sketchbook.
âyou werenât supposed to see those,â you groan. "they're personal...."
it's cute, how flustered you get after making vi all hot and bothered.
vi smirks. "personal, huh? had some fun picturing me when i was gone? missed me so much you had to draw me back to life?"
"well, no - wait, yes, obviously, i missed you, but --"
vi cuts you off with a searing kiss.
she tugs on one of your belt loops to bring you closer to her. vi presses her thigh between your legs, relishing in how your mouth opens in a perfect gasp. vi takes the opportunity to bite your bottom lip and you whimper.
âdon't be embarrassed, baby," vi mumbles against your mouth, thumb rubbing soothing circles into your hips. "you know i missed you, too. 'cept i'm not talented like you, so my creative imagination had to carry me through some long nights."
âis that soâŚ.â your hand slips underneath her tank top, and you manage to pull a groan from vi by scratching your nails against her stomach. âmaybe you can clue me in to what, exactly, youâve imagined.â
vi grins triumphantly. she places a kiss on your birthmark before whispering in your ear:
âsure thing, stargirl.â
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Distraction (Natasha)
Summary : you make sure Natasha finished her paperworks before tomorrow
Pairing : Natasha Romanoff x Fem ! Reader
Warning : Nat has penis, creampie, oral, cockwarming, little bit of daddy kink
Word count : 1,297
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Natasha groans while gripping the edge of her table so hard that her chuckles are turning white.
"FuckâŚmmhhh,â she moans, then starts to gather your hair into an oonytail and starts to thrust her hips into your mouth.
âThat feels good,â she sighs, feeling how warm and wet your mouth is. Then you massage her balls, making her a little bit tense but in a good way.
âDon't babyâŚ.shit, Iâm going to blow if you keep going that,â she whispers, stopping her intrusion.
âThen do it...â you whisper after you pop out her cock, then start to give her a sloppy handjob.
âIâm going to swallow it,â you smirk, and she looks down at you with a smirk too.
âOh yeah, why don't you give me a showâ she sat down on her chair, then lean back.
You happily obliged, then started to lick her length, then sucked the tip of her cock, making her groan.
âI know you're near, honey,â you whisper before you take her length and start to bob your head up and down, hollowing your cheeks and massaging her balls, which leaves her a moaning mess.
âGod, Y/N...shit that feels good,â she groans, bucking her hips to meet you halfway, but you push her hip down, making her whine.
âStay still...â then you switch to her balls and suck it; she moans, gripping the handle of her chair, and throws her head back.
"Shut, it's coming fuck! "You quickly pop out her balls, then go back to sucking her tip and jacking the rest of her length until she cum in your mouth that you happily swallow every last bit.
âFuck fuck fuck,â she keeps moaning, then when she stops, you swallow the last cum on your tongue, then show her that you swallow, making her twitch.
âFuck baby, I want to fuck you so bad...â She whispered, and you chuckled at her and sat on her left leg.
"Well, you still have work to do... or do you want Fury to be in the bad mood tomorrow?â she groans and rolls her eyes. She's been working for 8 hours straight, no break, in her office, and it's making her nuts. All she wanted to do was just lay down and rest.
You chuckle and then smirk when an idea pops up in your head, making Natahsa look at you, curious.Â
âHow about this...â You pause then run your fingertips on her still hard cock; that's gain still twitching.
âIâll reward you once you finish this paperwork, huh? "She is still confused but loves the idea of reward.
âIâll let you do whatever you want to do to me... anything,â she quickly smirked when she heard the word anything, and it gave her a boost to finish her paperwork.
âAnything? Are you sure?â you softly smile at Ger and Hum.
âYes anythingâŚ. Anything my love wants...maybe a...creampie? "You whisper the last word in her ear, and she quickly drags the chair to the table, ready to start her work.
"But...â she stopped before she could touch her keyboard, because, you know, there's no stopping her once she touches the keyboard.
âOf course, Iâm not going to let you have it in an easy way,â she whined, and you chuckled, but she agreed neither the less.Â
âWhat's the but? "You stood up and took off every piece of clothing you have, leaving you naked in front of her.
"Sexy,â she whistles, and you chuckle. After years, her reaction is still the same.
Then you straddle her and hover your entrance above her cock; she rests her hands on your hips, eyes looking up at you.
âI wanna give you a taste of the reward... I'm going to cockwarm you, baby,â she twitches and grips your hips, which will probably leave a bruise tomorrow.
Fuck yeah, come on so I could fill you up.â You didn't waste another second and quickly went down to take her length.
It's not easy since she's bigger than what you've had before but bearable, but still, it takes you time to fully seat her in you.
âFuck that feels so fucking good shit,â she lightly bowed her lips when you already took her in, so you took her face and made you look at her.
âIâm sorry, love, but no moving. You clench around her, and she rests her head on your right shoulder.Â
âBut it feels so good,â she whispers, and you chuckle.
"Sorry, but the fun will be after your paperwork,â she groans, finding the situation unfair but still wanting to have that reward.
"Fine,â then she starts to work again.
This is the first time you let her in without a condom, so you know it will be hard for her to focus, but still she works, even though she needs to stop once in a while.
After 2 hours of you teasing her, bucking your hips, clenching around her, and kissing her neck, you even leave some hickeys that Natasha doesn't really mind; she finally finished.Â
âFinally finished,â she throws her hand up, and you chuckle, seeing how happy she is.
âAnd now, Iâm going to claim those fucking rewards now,â she quickly wrapped her arms around you and stood up, cockstally unside, then moved to the bedroom.
âYou really have so much energy, huh? "She chuckled, then laid you down on the bed and took off her shirt.
âOf course... It's baby time... and Iâll get to fill you up this time,â you nod. Play her baby hair on the back of her neck.
"Yeah, you like that idea,â she said, then started to slowly thrust her hips.
âHell yeah,â then she took your left knee and hooked it on her shoulder, then the other hook it on her arm, making sure you're spread wide open for her.
âFuck, that feels good,â you moan, feeling her reach your pelvis and clenching around her.
âGosh, fuck, I need more,â then she leans down and starts sucking your niople, making you moan while she sets a fast and hard pace.
âFuck fuck that feels good, Daddy more...â you moan, throwing your head back and start clawing her back.
âFuck fuck you feel so fucking good.â She reaches down and starts to toy with your clitoral area, and you start to shake, feeling how close you were. Natasha sits up and takes your hips and brings your hips up and starts to fuck you hard, making you grip her wrist and toss your head.
âFuck fuck fuck, Iâm going to cum, Iâm going to cum,â you scream, moan, and squirt at Natasha, but Natasha didn't stop; she kept the pace and made sure to meet you halfway, making you whine and moan a mess from overstimulation.
âNat fuck wait...oh god,â she said, taking the two pillows next to you and placing them under your hips, making sure your hips are elevated.
Then she leans down, nipping, biting, and sucking your neck, making sure she leaves marks as much as possible.
âGod, you feel good around me, shit.â She groans. Her hips are getting sloppy, so you wrap your legs around her and start to help her reach her orgasm.
âGonna cum oh fuck fuck fuck.â she screamed and cum deep insider you while she buried her face in your neck.
âFuck that feels good,â you whisper when she stops, then puts her weight on you, so you comb her hair, cherishing this moment.
âFrom now on, no condoms allowed,â she said, and she lay down next to you, making sure she wouldn't pull out, and positioning you in a spooning position.
âSleep baby, have some rest, and regain your strength.
Because Iâm not done with you,â you chuckle, but close your eyes, sleeping while happily cockwarming her.
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