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🔞Threesome. | WillNE x reader x Lando Norris 🎃

Summary: When Will drunkenly places a bet against Lando winning, and ends up having to share this girlfriend with the cocky Brit with a predilection for this gf...

CWs: threesome, blowjob, cunnilingus, lots of 🍒 play, double penetration, anal, cream pie, lots of praise, showing you off + other drivers knowing, lingerie, hickeying, talk about involving cameras, Lando Norris...

Notes: this one's long and absolutely filthy, enjoy this one (also I've queued this up at the beginning of October - I hope no drama comes to LN between the time of scheduling and when this posts....

"Verstappen's car's more likely to blow into a million pieces than for you to get podium this weekend, Norris," Will poked fun, the grid laughing with him as Lando just dropped his head down - shaking it in disagreement with a silent smile on his face nonetheless. Quiet confidence.

Having Will join Quadrat and Lando in his f1 journeying had been both a blessing and an annoyance. Yet as Will and Lando sat at the bar, just a few days out from the Monaco event, Lando happily found himself  laughing and joking with his co-owner and a few other friends from the grid, sipping on his fruity cocktail and listening to Will's own drunken claims.

"You're gonna be there on Sunday?" Lando looked up to Will, smile still warm across his lips. 

"Course I am, me and the girlfriend will be there alright."

"She excited to see me win?" Lando licked his lips, enjoying how the mention of his girlfriend had Will annoyed once more - the smile dropping and eye roll indicating that Lando had successfully gotten under Will's skin. That was always Lando's way out of being Will's joke - mentioning Will's girlfriend and watching as he became defensive and gave Lando the upper hand once more. 

"I think she'd rather see Hamilton win." Will sighed, raising his beer to his lips once more.

"No worries, I'll get that podium," Lando asserted proudly - patting Will's shoulder as he added - "Just for her."

A couple snickers were heard from the other people who had joined the conversation - always loving the banter between Will and Lando. The entertainer and the driver that made such a humorous yet lively duo, atmosphere always zealous whenever with the charismatic pairing. 

"It'll be another great year of seeing Verstappen finish you," Will grumbled, sipping on his drink, though Lando's grin only widened at Will's almost moody seeming rebuttal. 

"You're sooo confident I won't get a win, huh." Lando egged Will's babbles on. "You should bet something."

That perked Will up a bit.

"Now you know I'm a man of betting - and I'd love to make an easy bit of money from your overconfidence. How much you thinking?"

"Oh, I'm not thinking money with this one," Lando laughed at Will - already knowing how Will would bet on any sum of money without batting an eyelid. And Will's brow certainly quirked with interest as Lando raised two fingers to beckon Will closer, before he himself leaned in to Will and whispered a better deal into Will's ear; his hand on his shoulder keeping him close so that Will had to listen to every detail of Lando's alternative suggestion of a bet.

Leclerc raised a brow, as he passed, curious as to what Lando muttered with his signature cocky smirk - eliciting looks of shock, contempt and yet ambivalent intrigue from the Northerner's face as Lando whispered into Will's ear.

"What are they doing...?" Leclerc questioned the grid members as he approached the little circle, eyes still fixated on the pair as he engrossed himself with the situation.

"Betting." Piastri responded, shaking his head in disappointment, all too familiar with Will's lack of a boundary when it came to placing bets.

"What are they betting on?" Leclerc's brows knitted together, confused by the whole situation and yearning to know what Norris could've possibly said to elicit such a reaction from Will.

Yet before Piastri could even begin to formulate a response, Will pulled back from Lando and stared almost offendedly the cheeky Brit with an near grave look in the eyes, his expression straight and deadpan whilst Lando's was devious - with crinkled eyes and an almost teasing grin in response to Will's seriousness.

Despite Will's lack of enthusiasm, however, Lando was daring enough to extend his hand - fingers outstretched and beckoning for a handshake. An agreement to whatever elusive and enigmatic idea he'd thrown at Will.

And in spite of Will's contrasting graveness?

Will slapped his palm into Lando's, shaking it resolutely. 

And in some horrifying irony, Lando's smile widened by tenfold - lips stretching up to the corners of his cheeks, devious glint in his eyes at Will's agreement - knowing that he had Will's irrevocable word. And Leclerc knew that seeing Lando give that look was never a good sign.

"No fucking clue," Piastri's reply finally came back. "But based on that reaction, we'll need God to help us all."

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"You like Lando, don't you?" Will brought up randomly as you were doing your hair, the day of the qualifiers, looking over your shoulder to make eye contact through the mirror. 

"Yeah, course I do." Your response came back nonchalantly - though your brows furrowed at the silence that followed your confirmation. "What have you done, Will."

"Oh, nothing too major or anything." Will picked up a tea cup from the bedside table, looking at the underside of the cup - examining the label and picking at it to now avoid making eye contact, as though that china was the most interesting thing in the world. He was guilty of something and you knew it. "Just made a bet."

A grin spread across your face at Will's silence, indicating he had done something so bad he was nervous to even say it. "Tell more please, my love..."

"Well, I was sorta drunk last night and, well, obviously I was telling Lando there was absolutely no chance that he wins... And he suggested he made a bet on it..." Whilst Will spoke, he crossed the room slowly, buttoning his shirt up one by one until he was stood behind you - his face out of view in the mirror, only his torso and top of his trousers visible - forearms exposed by the shirt sleeves that had ridden up, exposing the definition wrapped by a few veins decorating the pretty flesh "If he wins and gets podium tomorrow-" He placed his hand on your waist, bending down from the hips to press his lips to your ear as he whispered: "He gets to join in with us afterwards."

There was a silence that followed the confession.

"You're telling me..." You spoke slowly.  "That you bet Lando wouldn't win and I'm gonna have you two tag teaming me if he does?" You turned around, raising a brow almost unimpressed at your partner. 

"Yep."

You laughed at Will's simple response, rolling your eyes and smiling at the blockhead idiot. "You really need to stop dragging me into your bets, Will."

"Why, you don't wanna be a part of this anymore?" Will's thumb rubbed over your skin, circling and eliciting too much feeling from your body, which leaned into his comforting touch subconsciously - making you have to pull away and get up and off your seat to respond to Will, turning around and looking up into Will's eyes, rather than through the mirror.

"No, I'm not opposed," You answered honestly, eyes locked with your boyfriend's as the corner of his lip tugged into a smirk. "But you gotta realise that if you keep bringing me into your bets, one day you aren't gonna win your bets and then you're just gonna have to sit there and deal with your naivety and watch as someone else really does fuck me in front of you."

Will's devious smile only spread across your lips, his smirk growing in size as well as though he wouldn't even be opposed to losing his bet anymore - turned on by the prospect of sharing you with his friends, in a way he hadn't even realised would turn him on so much. 

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The comfy sofas and blinding white lights were prepared for the bright and early for a 8am Quadrat video shoot, Lando arriving there punctually at 8:02 and getting cosy whilst waiting for his co-host. That was until he saw Will strolling in - accompanied by his girlfriend. You.

Lando hadn't drank last night... Or at least not as much as Will...

Drunk, slurring and overconfident - Will had agreed to Lando's proposition - that he'd share his girlfriend that night, if Norris got his first ever win. And yet now, seeing Will with a happy smile, arm threaded through yours and enthusiastically chatting with a producer whilst you held his forearm, laughing with the group... 

Now, Lando couldn't help but wonder whether Will remembered any of last night. Any of the bets made, the crude banter, how the night ended. And even if Will did remember - had he told you?? By the look of things (i.e. you, seemingly comfortable and not looking particularly unhappy with Will), it appeared as though last night hadn't even happened.

Which meant... Maybe the bet was all called off.

In a strange way, Lando almost felt as though a weight was off of his shoulders. No having to confront you about it, nor the added pressure whilst racing... Lando gave himself a moment to look down to the floor, blood pressure decreasing as he took a deep breath before looking up and making eye contact with yourself - watching as you left Will's side and advanced the room to join Lando on the set.

"So, we're shagging if you win?"

Lando felt the breath knocked from his lungs, coughing and wheezing as he was shocked by your blunt admission.

Maybe Will had remembered the bet then. 

"So-erm, I s'pose Will told you, then...?" Lando couldn't help the stutter as his cheeks tinged bright red whilst you sat on the sofa besides him - his gaze lowered in embarrassment - catching your legs, crossed one over the other with your hand between your thighs. He couldn't see the devious smile on your face as you watched the flustered reaction with a sort of self-indulgent pleasure. 

"Yeah, he did tell me." You smiled as you took your lip between your teeth. 

"What, and you're all fine with that?" Lando felt his heartrate decreasing, trying to hone his confidence back to match your own tenacity.

"Maybe I'm more than fine with it." Your green-flag of approval was almost an ego-boost to the driver, and it was visible to you within the way a grin spread across Lando's own lips, confidence soaring past yours now as he quirked a brow up at you. Your hand inched over from between your legs however, instead sliding across his thigh - sitting on his upper leg in a way that made him let out a small breath or gasp as you shuffled closer to whisper into his ear: "I guess you gotta win first to get there, though."

"Oh yeah?" Lando couldn't help as his tongue traced over his lips which curled into a smirk, flirting with his mate's girlfriend so shamelessly, having had a little something for you for so long and finally seeing something of a chance to have something with you. The way your breath fanned over his own skin within the intimate conversation has his thoughts turning wild and feral, your husky tone making his whole body heat up. "I'll be winning just for you tomorrow then, baby."

"Hm, we'll see sweetheart." Your hand rubbed delicately, your touch feather light over his thigh in a way that made his head spin. You could tell - and you loved knowing that you had that effects on him - watching as his eyes dissociated and visibly clouded. "Just don't disappoint me now."

"EVERYONE ON SET AND READY TO FILM IN ONE MINUTE!" A producer called from across the room. And that was your queue to up and go. Not before wishing you goodbyes, though.

Leaning in for a swift hug before leaving, you whispered "Good luck, sweets," before pulling away from the hug - seeing Lando's own smirk as he gave one quiet reply before letting you go.

"That set you wore in your most recent Instagram post?" Lando reminded you of the Boux Avenue lingerie you'd posted as a promotion on your Instagram. And you'd noticed Lando's like beneath the post, just 2 minutes after you'd posted. "Wear that for me, tomorrow."

You knew you didn't have time to reply to his overconfidence, and so all you could do was pull away with the subtlest of winks to the curly haired brunet, pushing him back lightly by the chest so that his knees buckled and he flopped back against the sofa. He wrapped his arm around the back of the chair - manspreading and licking his lips as he watched you walk offset, hips swaying oh so temptingly as his hand delved beneath his jeans, tucking his biological show of arousal into his waistband. 

Who knew a bet that was made to make Will mad would have Lando feeling this crazy for you...

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Your tongue traced over your cheeks as you looked at yourself in the mirror again. The dress was impeccable. Gorgeous. Stunning. And as requested, you'd worn a lacy black set which someone had a particular predilection for. 

Issue?

That stunning dress' leg slit. Undeniably sexy - the slit rode up your thigh and showed off the delicious tan that glowed across your smooth skin - riding so high, in fact, that no matter what panties you'd tried working with... They all unfortunately showed. And the black strap of the thong matching your lacy bra was no exception, contrarily looking most obvious and making you roll your eyes as you tried it on again just to double check whether you could manoeuvre it out of the way.

"What you doin'?" Will popped his head back around the door, voice breathy and eyes covered by the prada sunglasses you'd bought him. They made him look damn sexy. "We're gonna be late-!" 

"I don't have any panties that I can wear that won't show from the leg slit." You whined in response, throwing the black pair back into your suitcase exasperatedly, not wanting to be late but not wanting to ruin the look by wearing that black pair either.

Will's tongue traced his cheek as he fought a mental battle to find a solution.

"Fuck it, don't wear any if they ruin the look."

Will's bold idea was... well, bold. You quirked a brow up at him, yourself mentally debating it also before deciding... fuck it indeed. 

Will grabbed your clutch for you whilst you rushed down the stairs, ensuring you didn't break your ankles whilst in your chunky platforms - and the two of you collapsed into the back of the taxi, giving the destination and setting off as you felt Will's hand gather your attention as he rest his palm against your thigh after a moment, still looking straight forwards.

"Y'know you don't have to do anythin' tonight if you aren't comfortable with it truly... We bet on it and all but if you don't wanna do it there won't be anyone pressuring you into it."

You let your head rest on your tall boyfriend's shoulder with an almost wistful sigh. This is why you loved Will. Because as much as he was a crazy bastard - betting you, making spontaneous plans and derisive decisions on a whim... He'd always prioritize you first. How comfortable you were, what you actually wanted, what your opinion was... He was truly full of respect for you. 

"Will, I love you so much-" You pressed your lips to his sweetly, just enjoying a simple, loving kiss with your boyfriend - prolonging the contact between your lips so that he himself could feel just how much respect you held for Will. That your love for him truly was endless. "And I'm fine with it. Believe me."

Will hummed in recognition of your consent, his hand threading through your hair whilst his fingertips massaged the back of your scalp. Soothingly. 

"You know what I think I'll admit it," You took a moment before admitting something you'd held on your find for the last few days. "I think I'm actually sorta excited to try something different... That is, if it does end up happening..."

Will quirked a brow at your admission, though it wasn't a judgemental look he gave, rather one of interest as he piqued a brow, lip curling slightly.

"Is this your way of saying you wanna do more... 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 stuff?" Will smirked as you rolled your eyes.

"I think you've got me into plenty freaky already," You gave him a gentle push, Will chuckling as he knew the exact moment you were also thinking of. "I think I'm just interested in doing something new, you know?"

"Mhm, I hear you." Will nodded in understanding. "Lando's a fine piece of ass too, even I'll admit."

"Eh, I guess," You shrugged. You knew that Lando was undeniably a cutie, curly hair and inwardly shy despite his calm and confident outward demeanour... Though his appearance isn't what really entranced you with Lando, rather his experiences. Lando always had stories to shock yourself and whoever was really listening - and oftentimes alluded vaguely towards some... interesting sexual experiences which had always intrigued you slightly. "I prefer some other brunet guy to that Lando, but he's not bad either."

"Some other brunet, yeah?" Will grinned at you, running a hand through his hair and licking his lips. "Great dress sense, mullet n YouTuber maybe?"

"Great dress sense, sure," You nodded in agreement, smile stretching across your face as you thought of someone. "Don't think Hamilton has a mullet though-"

Will cut you off with a snort before disguising it with a cough and "not funny."

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"NORRIS TRUMPS VERSTAPPEN AND WINS THE MIAMI GRAND PRIX - AND WINS THE GRAND PRIX FOR THE FIRST TIME IN HIS CAREER-!"

You jumped up alongside the rest of the spectators in the McLaren room, cheering on the young driver for his first ever win - even turning around to hug Will and clap with the room of people who whooped and cheered the Brit's first ever win  - truly uncaring for the bet in that moment where everyone was too fixated on cheering on the starboy as he celebrated down on the track, himself.

Only as the celebrations began stagnating to a neutral buzz of excitement and victory within the room, when you went to pluck a glass of wine from the refreshments table, did you feel a hand slipping around your waist - your boyfriend's lips pressing close to your ear and whispering "Bet's on," making that ambient buzz around you fill your body and make your every molecule jitter in a mix of nerves and yet also anticipation.

Exiting the viewing room, you joined the hustle and bustle of the crowd that stood below the large stage where the 1st, 2nd and 3rd podium winners' faces were projected across a large screen, allowing the drivers to walk onto the elevated stage in front and receive their awards. And being with Will - co-host of Lando's passion project - of course you were in the section of people closest to the stage and Lando. 

The two of you cheered as you watched Lando get sprayed with sticky champagne by Leclerc and Verstappen, the other two drivers thumbing over the champagne bottle hole and letting a plume of alcohol create an aura around the young driver.

Yet despite the champagne that spurted into the Brit's eyes and adrenaline that coursed through his veins and crowd that deafened his ears - Lando found yourself and Will in the crowd - your boyfriend's arm around your body whilst the two of you cheered for your friend. Lando pointed at the two of you, pressing a hand to his mouth and blowing a kiss directed unmistakably at yourself - before grabbing his champagne, slamming it down and spraying the white eruption of fluid that came from the bottle over the crowd - making sure not to miss you and Will.

And Lando was elated, knowing what was coming when he found you two afterwards... so much so that he didn't even notice what had become of Verstappen's trophy.

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You found Lando afterwards, back within the driver's zone once he'd kitted down into a sweatshirt and pair of trousers he was comfortable in - though his hair was still dampened with champagne - and his smile only grew as he saw his favourite couple walking towards him, the both of them at least slightly dampened from Lando's champagne spray, also. 

"Enjoy the champagne?" Lando gave a shiteating grin as he got up from his seat, giving Will an amiable hug before moving on to you - sharing a hug and kiss on the cheek also. 

"Shut up and congratulations." You replied bluntly despite the smile across your lips, making the driver laugh as he picked up his belongings for departure.

Will's arm instinctively found it's way around your waist whilst you exit the venue, walking between Will and Lando. Though you felt another arm inching around your waist from the other direction. And looking up to make eye contact with Lando, the man simply looked forwards with a smirk etched over his lips and eyes covered with his signature (hoe-y) sunglasses.

"Hang on." Lando stopped Will as he approached the exit. "This is a better way to leave-" Lando gestured towards a different corridor.

Shrugging and taking a gamble, you let Lando lead you. And you soon realised, that the passage Lando had lead you through was simply an extra loop... That just meant that all the other drivers would see the three of you altogether. Lando and Will's arms interwoven around your waist like your two bodyguards on either hip, devious grins on the both of their faces.

Piastri was the first driver to see the trio and realise connect the dots. From watching Lenney and Norris laughing at Norris' inability to win a race, to betting on something if Norris did win... The McLaren co-driver's jaw dropped as he saw your waist with the two men's hands weaved across the back - and was quick to find Leclerc and update the Frenchman on what he expected the bet to be about. 

And by the time you'd reached the end of the walkway, each of the drivers had snagged a good view of the three of you all sporting smirks and trading knowing glances, and Piastri's rumour had met almost everyones' ears.

"YOU COMING TO THE AFTERPARTY, NORRIS?" A man dressed in the orange, McLaren uniform called out to driver who quite clearly already had his hands full. The call pricked other drivers' attention, as they swivelled their heads to see the Brit's response, as though they could get an insider scoop of Lando's real plans, from his answer. And Lando didn't disappoint the awaiting ears.

"I got my work cut out for the next couple hours... I-sorry-We will join later tonight, I think."

"Such a little attention whore, that one." Will grumbled about the man on your right hip, making you giggle as you leant your head on your boyfriend's shoulder, finally exiting the building and making a paparazzi-free journey to Will's driver. 

Will gave lando's penthouse address to the driver and you watched as the driver cocked his brow up, already knowing there was something going on. The dark screen raised between the driver and passenger seat and gave you privacy from the driver.

In the middle seat, Will had his hand on your thigh. Rubbing over the stiff cotton of your sundress and lovingly encompassing the muscle beneath. And as Lando got into the car, joining on the other side of you, you could feel his bicep against your skin - static electricity zapping between your flesh as the man took his sunglasses off.

The sexual tension was ripe and sweet within the air of the backseats, the quickly thickening atmosphere and body heat radiating from the two burly men either side of you making you fight your thoughts of taking them both in the backseat before you even arrived at Lando's. And it appeared as though Will was battling thoughts of a similar nature, too, as he pressed a kiss to your cheek - drawing you attention and making you turn your head to him to let his interest lower to your lips.

There was no sweet chasteness of that kiss. From the very moment of contact, it was though your subconscious connected with his and divulged into one anothers' thoughts, as your tongues met one anothers' - pace slow but passion ubiquitous as your lips wet from the other open mouthed kiss. You could taste champagne on Will's lips and he could taste the same across yours - delicious, sweet, fruity flavours dancing across his tongue as he took your lower lip between his teeth and sank his teeth into the pliant flesh and pulled back even so slightly, drinking in the gasped moan that fell from your lips from the shock and yet avid lust the action elicited. 

On the other side of you, clearly there was someone else wanting in on the action, however.

You felt a mouth attaching to just below your jaw - the section of your neck that had muscle flexed, and was available for Lando to press his mouth against it - warmth of his tongue pressing over the muscle and biting down ever so sharply and causing you to disconnect from your kiss with Will as you gasped from the shocking sensation - followed by his hand creeping over your thigh.

Will turned just in time to watch as Lando formed a suction around that spot of your neck, eyes closed as he indulged in violating the unmarked softness of your skin, his lashes fluttering over your cheekbone and making a blush rise to your cheeks at the previously unrealised sweetness of the action. 

"This is a one time thing, you jus' remember that, Lando," Will warned, feeling a surging of protectivity through his body. "Remember whose she is."

You felt the curling of Lando's lips on top of the skin of your neck, and the sensation made goosebumps arrive over the area he was still in contact with. 

"Trust me, Will, I'm gonna remember that she's your girl the entire time."

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Lando's apartment was damn nice - the penthouse view over Miami absolutely stunning, as you looked out through the windows. 

Although it wasn't long before you'd found your way into Lando's bedroom, having his hand ontop of your clothed thighs and lips attaching to yours whilst Will decided to kiss over your neck to make up for those kisses Lando had left there previously - overshadow that singular bruise and cover your neck with enough hickeys to make Lando's simple hickey pale in comparison.

Though Lando's lips detached from yours as his hand delved beneath the slit of that sundress, expecting to see and feel patterned black lace covering your hips, though he simply felt the uninterrupted softness of your flesh beneath the dress, his thumb brushing over the skin of your inner thigh - still feeling no lace.

"Wearing a high-slit dress with no panties?" He smirked at the gesture. "Risky. I like it. Where's that black set, though."

"Will's choice," You replied back with a smirk of your own, listening to the man on your neck pleased hum in agreement, vibrations rippling across your skin. "Part of that set is still on, though..."

Lando seemed pleased as his hands continued to search your body, reaching beneath your dress and indeed feeling the lace decorating your bust which he'd expected to feel beneath your dress. Noticing the man's hands under your clothes, Will detached his mouth from your skin and got you out of the sundress, revealing the lingerie beneath and watching Lando's reaction from behind your shoulder; proudly spectating the driver's pupils dilate as his eyes scanned over the body that Will had made love to for years  before the younger Brit.

You could feel a blush forming beneath your cheeks at the uninterrupted attention Lando paid, scrutinising your body in silence. Soaking the view in. It was almost embarrassing, and you wanted to cover yourself, but Will's hands found your arms and slid between them, breaking Lando's undisturbed view of your glorious body as Will's hands inched around your waist and upwards until his palms cupped your tits over your bra, encompassing that soft flesh and groping it whilst still clothed, watching as Lando's blinking appeared to almost stutter, struggling to digest how hot  everything he saw truly was: watching Will's fingers pattern circles over your clothes nipples until they were hard enough to prod and form protrusions from beneath the thin lace - allowing Will's index and thumb to clamp around the delicate nub and tweak them between his digits, making you roll your head backwards and against Will's shoulder - pushing your chest out and only further giving Will more access to your body.

And whilst you bathed in the pleasure that washed over you like sunshine forming a warm glow across your skin, you couldn't bare being the still subject of the situation for any longer - only one article of clothing still on your body whilst the other two men on the bed were fully clothed. 

"Bit unfair for me to be undressed whilst you two are still fully clothed. C'mon, get your abs out, superstar."

Lando took no hesitation in obliging, hastily pulling his shirt off and flexing his muscles, each ab defined and outlined by the light that highlighted his sculpted middle, muscles decorated with a myriad of moles that were scattered over his body - dark trail leading to the trousers which still covered a very obvious erection.

And closing the gap between yourself and Lando, you crawled across the duvet to the shirtless man - pressing a kiss to one of those moles - just to the side of his obliques, between the muscles, feather light and almost teasing something bigger - before moving on to the next mole. The one slightly further down, and then closer to his middle, and then the one below that...

Looking up at the man, his eyes were full of adoration as your lips traced his abs and muscles down to the beltline of his trousers, looking up through thick lashes whilst his hand attached itself to the back of your head. His fingers were thicker - hand rougher and more callous compared to Will's. Less soft and more hardened - tough fingertips running through your silky hair and massaging over your scalp, urging you to go beneath the belt.

Will pressed his hips against yours which were arched upwards as you were on all fours in front of Lando. And you were reminded of your boyfriend's presence by the hard rod that you felt prodding your ass through Will's own clothed lower half, making you giggle.

"C'mere, Will," You beckoned him to come 'round your front so that you had both men in front of you. "I wanna taste both of you."

It was so entertaining; your boyfriend already accustomed and enamoured by your unfiltered filth  when it came to dirty talk, contrasted by the experienced yet untainted driver who was both thrown off and turned on immensely  by the quick tongue and cock-twitching filth you spewed. And Lando let his lust be told with the groan that fell from his lips as soon as you commanded him.

Your hands falling to Will's own bottoms - you undid the belt and smirked up at him with a "save this for later, hm?",  snapping the belt in front of him and letting the smirk spread to your boyfriend's face as you simply turned to the right and watched the already unclothed Lando pump his cock in his hand at the thought of using that belt later. 

So swiftly pulling Will's erection free - the two men were both at the same stage - their cocks released, unholily hard as you wrapped a hand around either, spitting on the tip of the both of them and using your saliva as lubricant as you rubbed either appendage, looking between the two men who acted so differently to the same touch. Your boyfriend, once again less reactive due to being more accustomed to your touch, whilst you could practically see Lando's abs spasming from the way he reacted to your every touch of his sensitive flesh.

Though as you delivered the softest and slightest of kitten licks to both - only using the tip of your tongue just to tease them with the smallest fraction of stimulation - both reacted the exact same to that. Heads rolling back, eyes shutting and hips jerking forwards ever so slightly as if both urging you to give more and put them in your mouth, you could've laughed at how subconsciously needy  you'd made the two men. It was humorous, and yet also so fucking hot, you realised as you felt a desire-filled pang in your core.

Obliging and giving the two clearly dishevelled men a some relief, you leaned in and let both of their tips sit on your tongue - cock in either hand, and both within your mouth as you closed your lips around them and swirled them over your tongue, feeling the difference in size and shape for the both of them. The soft tip of Will's cock lodging into the side of your mouth and tracing along the silky wall of your mouth whilst Lando's sat heavy on your tongue, his hips jerking accidentally as though he was begging for more stimulation - more of you-

You didn't fail to deliver as you leaned forwards and to the right, letting Will's cock slide out from your lips as you wet Lando's dick, lowering your head until your spit covered his entire length and you could feel his tip tracing the back of your throat as though trying to activate your non-existent gag reflex.

You only wished you had a bigger mouth, you realised, as you tried to get Will inside your mouth concomitantly, but had to let Lando's cock slip out from your orifice as your mouth stretched but your throat stubbornly remained inexpansible, unable to accommodate two cocks at once, as you looked up and bat your eyelashes at your gorgeous boyfriend, his hands roaming all over the back of your head whilst his adams apple bobbed from the heavy gulp he took at the sight and feeling of your mouth around him.

"Fuck me your girlfriend gives good head," The driver gasped whilst he felt your thumb brushing over his slit, hand still wrapped around his shaft and pumping his length.

"Damn right she does," Will smiled proudly down at you, his hand falling from your head to your face - palm against your cheek whilst you leaned into as you pushed Will's cock into that side of your mouth too, making the man groan as he felt his cock through the wall of your mouth against his palm. 

"How's she taste?" Lando tried (through the joke, which he hoped  would annoy Will) to gain some sense of control over the situation where he was like putty within your hand, and Will was clearly more experienced with your mouth than he was. The only complication was that Will didn't get irritated as Lando spoke about his girlfriend this time - the boyfriend's grin only widened.

"Give her a taste and tell me it isn't fucking heavenly."

Lando wasn't one to back down from a challenge.

The breath left your lungs as a gasp was ripped from your throat, feeling Lando's head between your legs making your pussy weak at what he did:

His tongue flattened over your core - every ridge and bump of his muscle felt on your clit as he licked one long stripe over the sensitive organ, his tongue lingering a moment longer even once he'd used the length of it to lick you up, moaning whilst still in contact with your pussy and channelling every vibration from his voice box and throat directly onto your clit, making a whine leave your throat at the morbidly intense pleasure you felt coursing through your body at the action.

"God, you aren't wrong Will, heavenly absolutely is the word."

Lando loved the sweet noise that left your throat. The hybrid of a moan and whine, breathy and thin and just perfect. He wanted to hear it again. Because it was incredible thinking about how many times he'd spoken to you, had conversations with you and made small talk with you and thought she has a really nice voice - but hearing whimpers, moans, allsorts of pleasurable noises falling from your lips truly was a blessing sent from the Gods. 

"Oh, sweet thing," Lando wanted to make you scream for him. "You know you can be so much louder than that."

And the feeling of your thighs tensing and squeezing around the driver's head made his ego rise as he noticed how much you loved the talk, whilst Will noticed the blush rising to your cheeks at the cute name, also.

God, Lando would love to have you absolutely crying. 

Tears streaming down your face from the pleasure of his cock inside your pussy - making your boyfriend, his co-worker watch as he ruined you - his girlfriend - Lando's mere 'acquaintance'. Lando wanted to make you scream like what he did to you was absolutely incomprehensible, and make your boyfriend watch: Every. Single. Moment.

Lando wrapped his mouth around your clit, lips kissing and suckling around the sensitive spot, accompanied by the gentle teasing and brushing of his tongue against the delicate bud which gave you a full-body jolt at the feeling, Lando's hands holding you up by the thighs and supporting you regardless of the pleasure that had you feeling as though you were going to melt.

Your mouth was left unoccupied - open and emitting gasps, moans, whines and whimpers as Lando's tongue trailed between your slit and fucked into you, letting his thumb circle your clit and continue to stimulate you in the two areas, lapping up between your legs as well as pridefully lapping up the noises that you made.

Opening your eyes, you felt degraded so perfectly, as you saw your boyfriend looking down as you with his lip curled into a grin, cock in his hand and not even urging you to take him in your mouth or wrap a hand around him. He was just enjoying the view of seeing his girlfriend getting ruined by another - your twisted expression and sweet noises so fucking hot to be able to see and hear, for once. And it was so degrading, with Will simply sheathing his cock into his hand, masturbating and getting off right in front of you, his attention solely being on you as he so unashamedly pleasured himself to the sight of you.

"Enjoying the view?" You couldn't help the cocky rhetoric falling from your lips as you arched your back further into Lando's face, letting the victorious driver slurp your juices and send whole body shivers through you.

"Yeah I am, I love seeing the faces you make when you're getting fucked," Will grinned down as you, still fisting his cock into his hand barely a few inches from your face. "Maybe in future when I'm fucking you I'll record you so that I can watch them back later and fuck myself to that, too-"

The combination of Lando's mouth around your clit, and Will's dirty mouth and talking to you had your core throbbing from the stimulation, and you could feel your orgasm rising within you at the thought of Will being so nasty.

You surprised yourself even, however, when your orgasm came with Lando applying just a little bit more pressure around your clit whilst his fingers penetrated your hole - circling upwards and scissoring within you simply once before you felt yourself coming undone all over the racer's face and dripping down your thighs. And you could practically feel the smirk over Lando's lips as he licked striped up from your thighs back to your core - cleaning you of your cum and driving your shaking lower half into and overstimulation that had you whining and whimpering. 

"You finish quick," Lando stated, and you could taste the prideful boast within his voice. "Must not've been eaten out this good before."

Both you and Will synchronously rolled your eyes.

"One win and you think you're the absolute shit," Will remarked, drawing a laugh from your throat. "Horrible, freaky little man."

You couldn't help the laugh that escaped your lips at Will's name-calling that even had Lando chuckling. Though a yelp followed from your mouth as you felt yourself get dragged backwards across the duvet, a sturdy hand on your thigh pulling you backwards - the momentum causing you to topple backwards even once Lando had stopped pulling you - causing you to fall backwards and into his lap. 

A blush formed over your face at the smooth manoeuvre, that had you sitting on Lando's unclothed cock, feeling the man shuffling his hips to get more comfortable - his length rubbing against your core which was now sensitive, having just climaxed - and the friction had an involuntary whimper falling from your lips again, which caused a laugh to bubble up from Lando's throat.

"You think you can go another round?" He nipped your neck from behind, still tasting champagne scross your skin as his teeth scraped over your flesh with such lightness you wanted to rub your thighs together to give yourself some sort of satisfaction. Though you refrained, knowing that Lando would simply feel and know how he turned you on. "I think I deserve it for winning that race, right Will?"

The Northerner rolled his eyes at the driver. "She isn't bloody property that you need to ask me whether you can have a go with her - ask the woman herself."

Lando turned to you, following Will's orders with a cocksure smirk as he asked you the question in a way he hoped would irritate his friend the most. "Do you want me to fuck you with or without the condom then, sweet thing?"

Lando's smile dropped slightly as the couple laughed at him though.

"Oh babe we don't use those here," You laughed as your hand reached behind and stroked over his jawline, fingers playing with the soft scruff on his chin as you pressed yourself to his ear. "Im on the pill-"

You were cut off by the groan that left Lando's lips at your words, making you laugh at how easily the man was affected by your words. On the other hand, Lando just struggled to cope with understanding how perfectly perfect you were  and how the fuck Will of all people had managed to get you before he could. If you were mine, Lando thought, Iwouldn't be able to go a single day without fucking you raw...

You could feel Lando's cock against your thigh, still erect and red-tipped from not yet having his release. And turning yourself around so that you faced him, Lando couldn't help but look down and let his cock twitch from how delicious your tits looked, still decorated in the dark lingerie and yet pressed against his own pecs - pushing the pliant flesh up and causing it to spill from the edges of your bra. God was Lando absolutely obsessed with you body and the way that your tits were so big despite you being so small. It did diabolical things to the brunet's already fried mind. 

Hand trailing down Lando's body, you wrapped your fingers around his cock below you and traced it over your folds, groaning at how good he felt against your oversensitive parts, Lando letting out a similar noise and letting his hands jump to your hips at how overwhelmingly good you felt.

And slotting Lando into your weeping sex, already dripping from your orgasm and the arousal that'd once again built from how turned on you were - you sank down on Lando's cock, taking your lip between you teeth and yet still letting a whine slip through because of how thick he felt, pushing and stretching your walls until he bottomed out and gave you a moment to adjust and acclimatise to him.

Although the man on the other side of you gave no such grace, as you felt your boyfriend's body press up to your back.

"C'mon, move over Lando, I want to cum inside her too."

You didn't even have any say as the curly haired driver shuffled to accommodate the other brunet behind you - feeling Will's tip against your back passage as you whimpered at the feeling and knowing that you were going to be double-stuffed for the first time.

"Fine by me, I have the best view already." Lando admit with a smirk, because he loved being able to reach up and cup the flesh that sat in lacy lingerie - reaching beneath the material and pulling the cup down to reveal your boob in all its glory, just as you felt cold lubricant over your ass, and Will's length sliding between your cheeks.

A whimper fell from your lips at the feeling of both your holes being used, as Will bottomed out inside your ass, and Lando cooed at your sensitive reaction - his fingers playing over your exposed flesh - licking at a calloused fingertip and swirling it over the darkened flesh around your nipple, peaking the sensitive bud before taking it between his fingertips and rolling it from side to side, his palm still wrapped around and groping the rest of the flesh that spilled from the lingerie. 

You felt a moment of clarity and short grace, as Will bottomed out and you had both cocks resting inside of you, both as equally deep inside of you and making your inside spin as you shuffled slightly and felt their heads stimulating you from either side. 

"You want us to move, love?" Will asked, his hands on your hips from behind, kneading and gently massaging the meat there and letting you give a nod in response.

And the very moment you consented, Lando wrapped his hands beneath your thighs and held you - lifting you up on their cocks before loosening his grip and letting you sink back down onto them - Will behind you thrusting his cock up to reach deeper inside of you as you he sank back into your ass and elicited both shock and pleasure from you which presented itself as a moan-gasp-hybrid, as you were overwhelmed by the strong sensation.

Lando's and Will's cocks buried deep within you - you felt Will's head reaching a similar place to where Lando's tip was lodged within you - the only obstruction between the two members being your wall, and feeling Lando pull you up his cock - you could feel both of them brushing against the very same wall, and it made your head spin as you leant forwards and tried to stabilise by putting your hands against Lando's chest to stop your head from falling into overdrive at the pleasure that coursed through your every vessel - though you found that your body sub consciously leant back and leaned into your boyfriend's thrusts from behind as Lando lowered you back down onto their cocks - each of his heavy breaths landing over your shoulders and collarbones and driving you fucking insane. 

You really couldn't help yourself from leaning forwards and taking the driver's lower lip in your mouth, biting down onto it and sucking the plump flesh so that he groaned into your mouth so that he couldn't help but fuck your hole as well, both Will and Lando now pumping into you to match the way your body thumped down onto their cocks, 

There was something so viscerally erotic, you found your mind fixating on as you let your fall between putting more pressure on Will's cock - then Lando's - as they both stimulated your g-spot - Will managing to push the spot through your wall and send your blood rushing through your body at an even faster rate at the feeling. You were decadent in your every motion - and secretly indulged within the fact that Will had made such a wanton bet, and Lando actually had won - and that neither of the two men had been under-confident, and both satiated your body perfectly, as you were sandwiched between them and taking their cocks feeling oh so stuffed.

There was some sort of corrupted feeling, of having your boyfriend have to share your body with the younger Brit, who still had his arms wrapped around your thighs and rendered your resting body completely useless and unable to move as he pulled you into his cock and fucked into you like a fleshlight, using you merely as a prize for having won the race that felt as though it'd happened lifetimes ago.

Again, you felt both cocks pressing into your g-spot, and you whined and clenched your holes, feeling your Will's arms wrap around your torso - hands encompassing your tits and squeezing them with a groan - even your boyfriend unable to not indulge and use your body to get himself off. It was so hot, that thought, that both of these men were just using you like a ragdoll to pleasure themselves and reach their own climax - manipulating you and using your body as they pleased - and it spurred that knot to form in your lower stomach, orgasm barrelling closer and closer at a horrifying pace.

"H-Holy fuck I am-CLOSE!" You felt your voice getting higher as the knot in your stomach became tighter and tighter - Will's fingers vicing around your nipples and further stimulating your sensitive body - your pussy already spent from your first orgasm and channelling your second one not short after. Your pussy tightened around Lando as you felt yourself release, practically screaming the two mens' names as you dripped down Lando's cock, thighs shaking yet still held up by Lando, and eyes seeing non-metaphorical STARS as you reached your climax.

Although those thrusts didn't stop - they powered you through your orgasm that shot oxytocin through your every vein - but they didn't cease even once you found yourself on the other side of your climax, pussy once again becoming oversensitive - g-spot feeling abused and channelling a throb throughout your body as Will and Lando still relentlessly pounded into it.

A whimper fell from your lips at the feeling, since you knew you'd reached your orgasm earlier than them because of the first orgasm that Lando had given you from his pretty lips that had you overly reactive to every touch - and granted you your release quicker than either of the boys. Though as a husky groan fell from Will's lips from behind you, you felt as though it wasn't going to take much longer for them to finish, either...

And tightening your muscles around either length - they both simultaneously let out noises, Will's grip of your tits becoming near-brutal, and Lando's biceps bulging as they worked twice as hand to pummel you up and down over their cocks at an unforgiving pace - the fastest yet - making you cry out as you felt first Will - and then Lando both climax inside you, filling your two holes as they both thrusted and fucked into you, spilling their seed into you until they were satiated.

Will slipped out first, and then Lando lowered your shaking, aching and completely spent body onto the mattress as you let out a breath, finally feeling your muscles - cramped and overworked - get to rest. 

You could feel either hole leaking with what the two men had left within them - a mess of white pooling from between your legs as your box couldn't contain it and it ran down you legs. Lando's fingers got there before the cum could reach the sheets, however, as his fingers ran over your slit (you jolted, the stimulation almost unbearable for your spent sex), and collected that white across his index and middle finger, scooping it up and plunging it back between your walls, plugging you up with his fingers before raising his fingers to your mouth and letting you lick them clean.

Even in what should've been post-nut "clarity", where he was meant to come down from his high and get over his horny brain, he still couldn't comprehend how fucking gorgeous you looked with your freshly fucked hair and hickeyed body - cum staining the pussy that he couldn't believe he'd been inside. After so long of having a liking for you - all the stars just aligned on this one occasion and had given him the chance he'd always wanted.

Will was at your side however, propping your body up with a cushion and granting you a forehead kiss before rubbing your flesh lovingly with his hand, his aftercare unrivalled as he looked after you whilst the younger driver still just tried to cope and come to terms with everything that'd happened that day.

"You look so good decorated with cum," Lando couldn't help but admit as you looked over to him, who was still between your legs, albeit not inside you. "Shame the whole grid's not here to just fucken cover you-"

"That's enough from you, you horny bastard," Will stopped the perverse driver, making you laugh as Lando rolled his eyes despite the fat grin on his lips. "That's your bet done and dusted. Hope you enjoyed because it's absolutely never happening again."

"Hey, never say never-" Lando's playful tap against the outer fat of your thigh created ripples across your skin - and you used that leg to push the man over and flat against the bed, making him huff contentedly as he collided with the mattress. "Yeah, enjoy covering those hickeys for the afterparty as well, Y/n. That'll be a real treat for you."

"Shut up, we all know you'd rather have me with no concealer so that everyone could see what a mess both of you have made of me." You countered light-heartedly, and laughed as Lando outstretched his palm to Will for a high five (to which the Northerner looked at with a look of disgust, as though Lando was infectious). "Right, let's get ready for this afterparty, then."

"Can I have seconds later tonight?" Lando asked, still pushing the boundaries and playfully seeing how much he could take, still drunk and craving.

Yet it was quite clear that Lando had most definitely gotten all that he could from the bet, as both you and your boyfriend turned to the cheeky brunet with exasperated looks on your face - the two of you completely synchronised in movements and expressions, and speech as both of you very flatly gave a definite:

"No."

Although you couldn't help but chip in: "Unless you can get Hamilton involved, too-"

Which had both of them smacking their foreheads with their palms. 

Okay so like maaaybe I started writing this when Lando won the Miami grand prix... But allow me man's been busy obvi it took ages. Also won't lie I have 0 knowledge of how F1 races work so I hope this wasn't too inaccurate xxx

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[sillylittlegirlthoughts]

Will via Danny Aarons’ instagram story.

[kislnd]

can i get a what would it be like dating willne?

dating willne~

ofc pookie, here you go!! i love making these, it just gives me an excuse to type my silly little thoughts hehe

-> will doesn't strike me as the type of guy to be big on pda so i think as a consequence he would be extra touchy behind closed doors. he would always need to have part of him touching you, whether it be you on his lap or even something small like him resting his hand on your thigh.

-> i feel like he would be protective of you so you would probably have quite a private (but not secret) relationship. both of your social medias would only show snippets of your lives together - will likes it this way because he gets to have you to himself and you can enjoy lots of things together without worrying about public image or anything.

-> you guys would definitely share clothes. his wardrobe would become your wardrobe and it wouldn't be uncommon for him to lose a jumper only to find that you were wearing it. he definitely wouldn't mind though, it would make you even more attractive to him.

-> couple naps - because he is always close to you and probably like a human heater, it is so easy to fall asleep. there would be many cases where people would walk in and see you and will cuddled up having a nap just because you are both so comfortable.

-> he makes doing mundane tasks like cooking or washing up much easier, he would always be willing to help and would always have his horrendous puns on hand to make you laugh, even if it is just because of how rubbish they are.

-> when you're upset, i think he would be trying to do anything in his power to make everything okay again - i feel like seeing you sad would be one of the most stressful things for him because he never wants you to be unhappy.

-> he would love to take you out on dates. i imagine he would always want them to be a surprise for you so he would just tell you what to wear and the rest would be up to him. he would take you out to fancy restaurants and give you the princess treatment you deserve but i also think he would take you on more chill dates, maybe activity based ones like to the arcade or to places like the beach. if neither of you can make time to go out, he will make sure to cook you your favourite meal at home.

-> it would be impossible for you to get out of bed in the morning, he would try to drag you back in or get you to stay in his arms by promising to get up in five minutes instead (it's always more than five). it would take a lot for you to convince him that going to work was more important than five extra minutes of cuddling, the only way for him to let you go would be by promising to pick up where you left off in the evening.

-> i think you would get on really well with his friends and they would consider you part of their group - there would be many occasions where they would invite you to hang out or to go out for drinks.

-> he would always bring things back from the shop for you without you asking. any time he goes out, you can expect him to come back with something extra, like a packet of your favourite sweets, especially for you to enjoy.

-> your opinion would be very important to him, he would always be asking you about video ideas or showing you what he has made for you to judge. you would be like his quality controls - he knows if you like it, other people likely will too.

-> always sending you stupid reels / tiktoks / memes, you would hear his laugh from the next room and without fail your phone would vibrate within the next seconds following. let's be real, he would probably send you some brainrot that you would laugh at anyway just because you could hear how hard he was laughing.

[buzzyb33]

Podcasts

Prompt: a collection of clips from a podcast with Y/n and James- literally just them being a cute couple

Warnings: swearing, established relationship, both Y/n and James are content creators, short,

(I have so many requests and stuff but this just came to mind after seeing Ethan and faiths new podcast so.. I’ll get to them soon I swear)

One occurrence was the newest podcast, the two have videos every Thursday and read stupid Twitter threads and Reddit posts.

“So, James.” I say as I adjust my position.

“Yeah? Go on.” He smiles and I clear my throat, exaggerated.

“Would you rather kiss me for 100,000 grand or kiss the prettiest girl in the world for a million?” I cross my legs as I put my phone down from reading.

“Well- what? I kiss you everyday. So I- can just do it.. but for money? So obviously you.” He says, adjusting his glasses.

“That’s the wrong fucking answer, James.” I shake my head.

“What? Why? We don’t need a million- I suppose it’d be nice.” He speaks and watches me carefully as my jaw ticks.

“No! I’m the prettiest girl in the world! You’re meant to say: ‘oh y/n, I could kiss you and get the million,’ because I’m meant to be the prettiest girl in the world!”

I scoff and slam my hand as he starts laughing.

“Yeah-! That’s- what I meant! Oh fuck off that was a trick question. Yeah, I’d kiss you and get the million.” He pleads his case with amusement.

“Who’s the prettiest girl in the world?” I ask.

“You!”

I shake my head. “Not what you said before..”

Another time was a bit random, but it sits a nice place in Y/ns heart.

“You know, Y/n is getting her room re done. She claims she isn’t a loser but the amount of five nights at Freddy’s and Pokémon stuff is organised on her shelf I thought I was going to have a seizure from all the colours.” James says, flexing his fingers.

I roll my eyes, opening my mouth to speak but the frowning.

“I’m sorry- you’re a content creator and don’t know the five nights at Freddy’s lore? And I bet you could name like two fucking Pokémon.” I scoff, sipping my coffee.

He looks at me and laughs.

“You get so defensive! And I can name many Pokémon, you’re just borderline obsessed.”

He states and I scoff again.

“Sorry, James, how many fucking guitars do you own?” I retort and he rolls his eyes.

“I get payed for that, very different.” He replies and I scoff.

“Guys James is just mad he acts tureen years older than he is.” I snicker and he smiles.

“Okay, haha.”

Though, James’ favourite clip of the two is when they had Willne as a guest, him sat on the middle.

“So, how long do these normally go on for?” He asks as he shifts in his seat.

“About an hour.. maybe longer so..” James pulls his phone out, checking the time.

“Around an hour or something left.” He says and I nod, finding some threads to read out.

“What’s your home screen?” Will asks as James checks the time.

His face turns a little pink, only visible by the tips of his ears and nose.

“It’s me and Y/n in Australia.” He shows will and he can’t help but smile.

The photo consists of Y/n eating a cone of ice cream, one hand in James’ as they walk ahead of whoever took the photo, the sun is just setting and she has his rainbow scarf draped over her shoulders.

At that, i look up.

“What? The one Jago took?” I ask as I peer over and James nods.

“Awe..” I smile and he looks away.

“What’s yours then lass?” Will asks and i smile as I lock my phone to show him and the camera.

The photo is of my lips smooshed against James’ cheek and his hand in my forehead, attempting to push it away, I was sleep deprived when I did that and Jono found it hilarious at James’ trying-not-to-smile expression and snapped the photo.

Will fake gags and then chuckles.

The finally, the end of 2023 podcast was a fan favourite.

“What was your Spotify wrapped?” He asks, pulling his own phone out.

“I thought I’d ask on the podcast.” He adds with a smile.

I smile at his Tory accent and check.

“I haven’t looked yet..” I say as I tap through it.

“Hm. My number one song was heartbeat by childish Gambino, number two static by Steve lacy, number three was so long by you, number four was crying lighting and five was 505 by arctic monkeys.” I say with a soft smile.

“You have me?” He asks with a skeptical tone.

I scoff and shove my phone near him as he smirks.

“Alright alright.. artists?” He asks and I see.

“Arctic monkeys, you, Kanye west, childish gambino and TV girl.” I smile as I hand him my phone.

“I don’t think me and Kanye should ever be next to each other. In any list.” He says with a stupidly serious time and I let out a giggle.

“Shut up. What was your favourite edit of the year?” I ask and he shrugs.

“Edit? I don’t know..” he clearly thinks.

“Mine is the josh Hutcherson one.” I smile jd he rolls his eyes.

“Could at least lie and say it’s one of me.” He scoffs and I laugh.

“I did like the one where it was taking what’s not yours and it was a ship edit of us. That was sweet.” I smile and he nods.

“I saw that.. stop being al soft. Now I look like a prick.” I smile teasingly and he scoffs again.

A/n

Guys I’m so burnt out I know I have loads of requests but don’t let that stop you from keeping the coming cus I will be writing my favs first.

Also maybe I just wanted to yap about my interests and put them into the reader. Oh well.

Requests are open!

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[w2soneshots]

willne x reader smut whilst theyre on vacation together

⛱️🛫⛵️🗺️👙🩳

i needdddd..😣

Incredible -Willne

words: 0.8k+

warnings: smut, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), overstimulation, aftercare.

summary: you and your boyfriend enjoy some sexy time while on holiday.

notes: hi babe! You ask and I deliver🫶🏼. When I wrote my first Will fic I didn’t really know much about him but I’m hoping that I grasped his personality better in this?😭. Anyways, enjoy!!❤️‍🔥

Two days ago me and my long time boyfriend Will arrived in Italy for a week long holiday. We'd been thinking about it for a little while and when we finally got some time off work we immediately booked it. The hotel we're staying in is absolutely beautiful and last night we went out for dinner and ate the most amazing food. So far the trip has been a dream.

Tonight we have a reservation at a cute little restaurant that's just a five minute walk from where we're staying. I put on a nice dress along with some comfortable heels.

"You look fuckin' incredible." Will complemented as he stood behind me, his arms snaking around my waist and his head resting on my shoulder as I did one final check of my outfit in the floor length mirror. I smiled, turning around in his grasp. "Don't look too bad yourself." I winked. A cheeky smirk spread across his face.

Just seconds after we walked into the restaurant a waiter came up to us. "Hello there! Do you have a reservation?" He asked kindly. "Uh yes. Under Lenney." Will replied. "Ah yes! Right this way." He led us to an outdoor table. It was the kind of place that had really good vibes. Warm lighting illuminated the space and the view was stunning. "Thank you." I smiled politely as we took our seats, Will pulling mine out for me like a proper gentleman.

We ordered our drinks and chatted away. I noticed a cute older couple that was just a few tables away, they looked so happy and in love which is what I hope me and Will will be like when we're there age.

"You alright love?" Will asked, snapping me out of my thoughts. "What? Oh- yeah. Just thinking about what it'd be like to grow old with you." He laughed lightly. "Well I know for a fact you're still going to be hot as fuck so we have absolutely nothing to worry about." He said. I shook my head, chuckling. "You're a dick."

After eating our food we headed back to the hotel, not before taking a little detour to admire the pretty view once again. As soon as we walked into the room I kicked my heels off. Will did the same.

I felt strong hands on my hips just before I made it to the bed. I turned around with a smirk. He raised his eyebrows at me. My fingers traveled from his shoulder all the way down to the hand on my hip, I slowly moved it onto my ass. Keeping eye contact the entire time.

Quickly his other hand grabbed the back of my thigh and he swiftly lifted me off the ground. I shrieked and then giggled as he pressed me up against the wooden wardrobe door. He kissed me from my jaw to my chest and finally coming back up to connect our lips. The kiss was deep and passionate. Both of my arms wrapped around his neck as I pulled him impossibly closer.

After a few minutes Will moved us to the bed, gently laying me down as my hands fell to his muscular shoulders. He slowly made his way down my body; bringing my dress with him until I was in my panties and nothing else. "I'll never get bored of you." He whispered as he removed his clothes, now standing. My cheeks blushed.

Once he was completely naked he crawled on top of me; holding himself up using his forearms. My fingers racked through his hair, massaging his scalp. Slowly one of his hands disappeared between us and he removed my underwear before he reached my clit. I gasped as his fingertips made contact with the bundle of nerves.

"My pretty girl." He husked, admiring my face as my eyes rolled to the back of my head in pure pleasure and as makeup ran down my sweaty, tear stained face. I began rolling my hips and he took the hint. "Ready love?" He asked. I nodded swiftly. "Mhm." I mumbled, licking my lips.

It was only a few seconds of nothing before I finally felt him slowly glide his hard cock into me, allowing me to adjust to his size. "Fuck- you're so tight baby." His forehead pressed onto mine as he began to move. My legs wrapped around his hips allowing his dick to perfectly hit my g-spot making me let out a loud moan.

"Will I'm gonna- I-" my head fell back onto the soft mattress as my orgasm washed over me. Will dug his head into my neck as he rutted his hips into mine, producing quiet groans from his mouth. I quickly felt overstimulated and began to squirm slightly. My walls squeezed around his cock and that pushed him over the edge. Without warning he came deep inside of me (thankfully I'm on the pill).

After catching our breath Will picked me up and took me to the bathroom. He helped me to take a shower and get into some comfy pyjamas. As we settled in the clean, white hotel sheets Will gently stroked my hair, pressing a gentle kiss to my forehead before I fell into a peaceful asleep.

[gremlin-boah]

OF COURSE I'M STEALING LENNY??? I WANT TO HAVE HIM??? HE'LL GET A SOFT BED AND SOME TEA AND GOOD BOOKS I PROMISE

Well... Goodluck stealing him.

@alphabetpal your offer was very good but they are NOT gonna give lenney.

[insomniac4000]

I have an idea for a fic about will! So u get invited onto the fellas or saving graces podcast and since their in the same building where will films his videos you could like bump into him and just something along those lines aha

Fellas to lovers

1517 words

Y/N felt the nerves build up with each step she took walking down the East London Street, eventually she made it and looked up at the light brick building with big windows; The Fellas Studio’s where inside were some of her favourite Youtubers and content creators. For months and years y/n had watched these people form the comfort of her own home but now, she was considered their contemporary but she had a huge case of imposter syndrome.

“Hi, I’m Y/N I’m here for The Fella’s podcast?” She said to the receptionist politely. The receptionist gave her a pass and sent her up on her way. Cal and Chip were waiting, just talking casually on the chairs when they heard footsteps on the stars and a very nervous y/n entered the room. The boys were lovely, they spent a few minutes trying to ease nerves and ran over some questions before the recording was about to start. Y/N clutched the microphone, steadying the slight shake of the hand just as Calum announced recording.

"Welcome back to The Fellas Podcast, the place where we get the most interesting people on the internet to sit down and chat. Today, we're excited to have someone who’s not just interesting but downright viral. She’s been breaking the internet with her hilarious skits, relatable content, and just that magnetic personality. Please welcome TikTok sensation, Y/N!" Freezy did the intro and y/n smiled through the nerves as much as she could.

"Thank you so much for having me, guys! I’m a huge fan of the podcast, so this is a bit surreal for me."

 "We’re excited to have you here too! First off, how does it feel to be the queen of TikTok right now? I mean, your rise has been insane—millions of followers in such a short time." Cal started off with an easy question to try and ease y/n in as much as he could.

"Honestly, it still doesn’t feel real. Sometimes I wake up and have to remind myself that this is actually happening. It all happened so quickly, you know? I started posting just for fun, and suddenly it’s like—boom—everyone’s watching."

"Let’s talk about that ‘boom’ moment. Was there a specific video or a moment where you thought, ‘Okay, this is really taking off’?" Chip asked

"Yeah, there was one video that really kicked things off. It was a skit about dealing with overprotective parents, and I guess it just resonated with a lot of people. The comments were flooded with ‘This is literally me!’ and people tagging their friends. The video hit a million views in like 24 hours, and from there, things just snowballed."

"I remember that video! It was everywhere on my feed for days. What do you think it is about your content that connects with so many people?" Freezy added in, by this point y/n’s nerves had subsided massively, her body language relaxed more, she stopped playing with her long brown hair as much and she allowed to self to sink back on the sofa a little bit more.

"I think a lot of it is just about being relatable. I try to tap into those everyday moments that everyone experiences but maybe doesn’t talk about openly. Whether it’s dealing with awkward social situations, struggling with mental health, or just the weird quirks we all have—if I find it funny or interesting, chances are someone else will too."

"And you’re not afraid to get personal, either. You’ve shared a lot about your own life and struggles. Was that a conscious decision from the start?" Chip was now coming in with a more personal question, it was one of the ones they had shown y/n at the start so it didn’t come as a shock and she was ready to answer it.

"At first, not really. I was just making content that felt natural to me. But as I started getting more followers, I realized that people appreciated that openness. I think it helps people feel less alone when they see someone else going through the same things they are. It’s therapeutic in a way, for both me and my audience."

"Has that openness ever backfired? We all know the internet can be a brutal place sometimes." Cal already knew the answer to this question, it was something all content creators needed to know how to toe the line.

"Oh, for sure. I’ve had my share of trolls and negative comments. There were times when it really got to me. But over time, I’ve developed a thicker skin. You have to, in this line of work. At the end of the day, I try to focus on the positive feedback and the amazing community that’s been built around my content."

“And you definitely have at least one massive fan in this office, apart from us a certain Mr Lenney always comes in and shows us your videos,” Chip added and as him and Cal had a little laugh about it.

“No way really?” Y/n tried to laugh along and tried to seem like she was calm and just going with the flow but on the inside her heart was beating faster, Will? That beautiful blue eyed boy who’s content she had been watching for years? He liked her stuff?

“He’s also single now so feel free to drop downstairs to his office once you’ve finished here, I bet he’ll go wild! Anyway enough about the lanky Geordie idiot what does the future hold for Y/N? Are you sticking with TikTok, or do you have other plans in the works?" Chip asked, y/n was grateful that the conversation had changed now, although she was now thinking some thoughts about that Geordie male that she could never talk about in public.

"I’ll always have a love for TikTok, but I definitely want to branch out. I’m working on a YouTube channel right now, and I’ve been talking to some brands about collaborations. Maybe even a podcast—who knows? The possibilities are endless, and I’m excited to see where this journey takes me."

"That’s awesome! We’re sure whatever you do next is going to be huge. Before we wrap up, any advice for aspiring creators out there?" Cal asked as the podcast was about to wrap up.

"My biggest advice is just to be yourself. Don’t try to imitate what’s already out there. People are drawn to authenticity, so find what makes you unique and run with it. And most importantly, have fun with it, if you’re not enjoying what you’re doing, it’s not worth it."

"Wise words! Thanks so much for joining us today, Y/N. It’s been a blast having you on." Chip smiled

"Thanks for having me, guys! This was a lot of fun."

"And to all our listeners, make sure you’re following Y/N on TikTok if you aren’t already and keep an eye out for her next big move. Until next time, take care!" Cal signed off the Podcast and once the recording has stopped y/n exhaled a deep breath.

“You did really well, you should be proud of yourself,” Cal smiled giving y/n a small hug.

“Thank you so much, I’ve never done a Podcast before and I was really nervous but you two made me feel really welcome so thank you,” y/n told both of the boys sincerely. There was a little small talk but then Chip and Freezy needed to leave as they had a meeting. Y/N thanked them again and made her way downstairs, she momentarily paused remembering what The Fella’s had to say about a certain someone. She continued down the stairs, pulling out her phone ready film a TikTok when she felt her body collide with something.

“Oh my God I’m sorry,” y/n cried as she looked up and saw a male, dressed in all black, a mullet on top of his head, smile on his face and an iced coffee in his hand, it was him.

“No harm done. I didn’t expect to see you here,” his northern accent thick, as if often got when he was excited.

“Oh I’ve just filmed a Podcast for the fellas. I’m Y/N,”

“Oh I know who you are,” Will’s smile got even bigger, y/n tried to push back a blush.

“I just didn’t want you to think there’s a weird fan running around all of your offices,” y/n joked. Will sipped his coffee slightly smiling.

“No, I know who you are. Hopefully the guys were nice to you?”

“Oh they were, they erm…” y/n hesitated for a moment to think about if you wanted to say the next bit but there was a spark in her which told her to go for it. “They said you might be a bit of a fan?” y/n asked cheekily, biting her bottom lip slightly with a smile. Will sighed.

“Those fuckin’ morons. I do enjoy your TikTok’ yes.”

“It’s okay, I’ve been known to binge your videos too. And not for James,” y/n added. Will’s eyes sparkled.

“Well that’s new. Say, what are you doing now?” Will asked, his smiled dropped a little bit and he started to play around with the straw in his drink, y/n shook her head.

“Nothing really.”

“Fancy joining me for a coffee?” Will asked, trying to steady his voice, he was doing a good job of it, he looked very calm and cool. Y/N smiled, her heart beating out of her chest.

“I’d love to.”

[abil0vr]

I just folded

[live-laugh-lenney]

Headcannons for willNE in bed?? 🤭🤭👀👀

sooo... you girlies wanted will content so here you go! i think i may need to do more because, damn, this got my willne feels back in full swing...

-> he worships his partner.

-> he thrives off of giving pleasure to his partner more than receiving it himself and he won't stop pleasing her until he's told to stop. until he hears the words roll of her tongue, he would offer to go all night if it was something she wanted.

-> he never shies away from foreplay; in fact, it's his favourite part of being intimate in bed with her.

-> of course, he would be a fool to say he wasn't a huge fan and he loves foreplay on himself and he completely melts under her touch when she initiates. the feeling of her hands roaming his body, the way her fingers curl around him, the way her tongue feels against his skin, the way she covers his skin in kisses and leaves her mark behind... he loves it.

-> but he's always eager to have her sitting on his face. whether she rides his tongue from above or whether he devours her from between her thighs, he doesn't care how it happens... he just wants the taste of her on his tongue.

-> his favourite position has to be between her legs when they're over his shoulders, knees locking either side of his head, keeping him from going anywhere... not that he'd ever find himself backing away from her. her fingers twisting in his hair, pulling and tugging when he hits the right spots, heels digging into his back.

-> he savours every second and every sound; from the feeling of every movement to the way she feels around his fingers to the way she tenses around his cock to the way every gentle motion of his hips has her moaning and writhing in pleasure.

-> he's not selfish either and he listens to her and what she begs for and he tries his best to divulge her wishes.

-> he loves her on top when it comes to sex.

-> his hands hold her hips as she rides him, slapping at the flesh of her bum when he feels like she needs a tiny bit encouragement to keep going, getting to watch her as she takes control of the pace, the way her face twists with pleasure, fingers digging into his chest and leaving behind tiny indents. a front row view of her satisfaction.

-> and even though he's absolutely ravenous for her in the moment, he's so gentle when it comes to aftercare. treating her like a princess, especially if she's been in control for the most of it, just to show his appreciation for her and how much he really loves her. xx

[g-xix]

More drunk, WillNE singing LOOL

Idk why Will loves acting moody in his vids man, seeing him happy and goofy is sm more entertaining i cant even lie. And i realise he's drunk here so he's probs not giving 2 fucks about any inhibitions... but bro even in vids where he plays the pissed-off character, i'd prefer him being nicer like this than anything else

[reluctantjoe]

#same energy

DANIEL HOWELL & PHIL LESTER AND WILLNE & JAMES MARRIOTT | Dan and Phil play THE IMPOSSIBLE QUIZ! #2 / Can We Beat The Game Made For Geniuses?

[parasocialerr]

will "it didnt mean anything it was one time it was a mistake" lenney

[kkpixivangel]

POV: Pictures of WillNE as your boyfriend

broad: an picture album of your boyfriend ₍ᐢ › ̫ ‹ ᐢ₎ pictures are not mine f2u!

from: "100 Hours On World's Most Luxurious Train" on WillNE channel

[buzzyb33]

Being in a relationship w memeulous would be a good idea for headcannons love you byeee

Prompt: in request-!

Warnings: some suggestive content, swearing, mentions of height

Obviously- he couldn’t tell the public that you and him were dating, you were a mutual of James Marriott due to you and Jago (James’ drummer) were close growing up both playing drums.

You two met through said which was fun, you two were close before you moved back to London causing you to get even closer, little coffee dates.

“George would you rather be your ideal intellect or be your ideal heig- i start as I sip my coffee.

“Height- look at me Y/n!” He whisper shouts with a grin.

I laugh.

He asked her out around 2 months later and did it with a nice bouquet of blue lilies.

He knocked on her door and she opened it as she rubbed her eyes, she was fully dressed just no makeup and her hair wasn’t done, showing her light freckles may be ironic- but beyond all the odds, she’d never looked prettier.

I smile as I see him.

“Hi george- we didn’t have anything planned today did we?” I say as I Lena on my doorframe.

“Uh, no- but.. I have something to ask.”

My smile wavers at his nervousness.

“Will you go- on a proper real date with Me? You know..” he said and sheepishly brought the lilies from behind his back.

Her cheeks flushes and she grinned.

“You remembered by favourite flower? Oh george! Of course!” I giggled and take the flowers out of his hands gently.

He smiled and I tell him to come him and put the flowers in a vase.

“You-“ he exhaled.and smiled.

“Yeah cool.” He tried to keep his calm but could hardly contain his smile.

Their dates were great, clearly they were meant and happy for each other.

At the start of the relationship the two were still a bit shy with each other, holding hands in public was their only form of PDA.

Though, further on into the relationship George asked you to move in with him, you could trial it for a bit.

After passing the honeymoon and awkward phases of your relationship you two were romantic best friends.

You found out pretty quickly George’s love language was gift giving, while you’re was quality time.

When you two were out before you were holding hands, something you just started doing in public, and his face was red.

“George you okay?” I ask quietly.

He nods and pulls his hand out of mine before wiping it on his chest then putting it back in mine.

Another time, me and George were making out in the comfort of our apartment and I exhale as his mouth goes to my neck.

“George- I have my train to get to-! I have to go meet James..” he mumbled something as he nibbled my neck, me holding back a whine.

“Alright- okay..” he murmurs as his eyes flick between my eyes and neck.

“Have fun.” He smiles and kisses my temple.

I don’t think much about his actions as I’m on my trainer to Brighton; my mind drifts into the fact I haven’t really told James how me and George are dating- same for him, even though he introduced us.

As I get to his apartment- he starts his stream and he starts talking about how his chat should of drew me.

I move my hair out my face and look at James as he talks.

“Neck- chat what are you on about? Neck-“

He looks at me then his jaw drops.

Y/n! You have a hickey!” He jabs my cheek and my face turns a shade of crimson.

He muted his stream and laughs at me.

“Who gave you that? Do I know them?”

I put my face in my hands and sit on his floor.

He unmutes his stream and says I’ll be with them in a minute.

As he ended the stream he laughed again and leaned against the door frame.

“Well, thank you for coming.” He clicked his tongue.

“Who gave you the hickey?” I push his chest and scoff.

“Thank you for having me- I need to go do… things.” He rolls his eyes as I tie my laces.

“Was it George?”

George definitely did that on purpose.

“Can we get matching pyjamas?” I ask as I go into his office as he edits a main channel video.

He doesn’t hear me and I notice he still has his mask and glasses on, I sigh and pull his hat off his head, massaging his scalp lightly.

He turns to face me and smiles.

“Fix your posture, love you do this all the time..” I say softly and he leans back in his chair and looks at me.

I smile and pull his glasses off then his mask.

He exhales and relaxes in my touch as I massage his scalp, his eyes closing gently.

“Mmmh- thank you, n/n.. I- I do love you..” he muttered as I smiled.

We didn’t say that much.

“What did you say- earlier?” He questions as I sense his drowsiness.

“We should get matching pyjamas, I think that- would be cute for us..”

He smokes and nods, already almost half asleep.

“George get into bed..”

He groans and opens his eyes, he saves whatever editing he’s done and drags himself out of his office into his room. (He had a three bedroom apartment and when I stayed I shared with him)

“I’ll get a drink then be back.” I say as I go to get a bottle of water, as I come back he’s already fast asleep.

I smile and climb into bed with him, his arms instinctively going around my waist.

And finally, George definitely calls you short arse to make himself feel better at his 5’8 stature.

A/n:

Can you tell I struggle with boyfriend headcannons? Anyway thanks for the request!! I have a josh fic out soon maybe earlier than next week and TWO tobi ones so!

Requests are open!

(Masterlist)

[w2soneshots]

desperately requesting some willne hcs pretty please!

Girlfriend -Willne

words: 0.3k+

warnings: talk of sex but mostly fluff.

summary: your relationship with Will summarised in some headcannons.

notes: hi love! I have sooo many Willne requests so I I’m glad I can ease myself into it with some hcs😆. I hope you enjoy!!💗🫶🏼

You met Will just before the pandemic hit and you both went through the entire lockdown together, meaning you became very close very quickly.

Ever since then you've been inseparable. You miss him so much when he's filming and he thinks about you from the moment he kisses you goodbye in the morning to the second he returns home.

Instead of going out for a fancy dinners you both prefer to watch a movie, have a romantic walk on the beach to watch the sunset or play mini golf.

Will love's everyone to know that you're his girl. He posts you on his instagram all the time and talks about you in videos often.

Will adores your laugh. He makes witty little jokes in hopes that you'll find him funny and he'll get to see you smile.

In the first few months of your relationship you were super bored due to the lockdown so had lots of time to... well, have sex. Now it's not as frequent as it was but your sex life is absolutely amazing.

You're constantly showered with compliments. "You look incredible." "God you're so fucking hot." And he always notices the little things "New shirt?" He'd ask. "Yeah, got it last week." "It's cute, I love it."

Pda wasn't ether of your favourite thing since you like to keep your love life a little more secretive but when you're drunk you're all over each other.

Will's very protective over you. Not in a crazy way but if a guy came up to you at a club he would immediately tell him to -not so politely- "fuck off."

When it comes to sleeping you usually stay wrapped in his arms the entire night. You're never not touching, always a leg crossed over the other's or his arm flung under your neck.

The odd time that you get into an argument about something stupid it resolves itself pretty quickly. Will apologies first and then you after. It's always sorted before you get into bed.

You and Will have spoken about marriage and kids. It's not something ether of you want anytime soon but you can't wait to be his wife and watch him be the best dad ever.