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# 𝗠𝗔𝗫𝗧𝗢𝗕𝗘𝗥 : 𝗙𝗢𝗥𝗖𝗘𝗗 𝗙𝗘𝗠𝗜𝗡𝗜𝗭𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡 ─── SWEET AND SOUR CANDIES MASTERLIST⠀MAXTOBER⠀REQUEST ME⠀TAGLIST⠀PATREON GUIDE⠀

SOMETIMES WHEN MAX NEEDS SOMETHING and george knows it without any more prompting. sometimes, max needs to tone down his needs. george also knows how to handle it.

TAGS . . . # implied daddy issues, daddy kink, subdrop, hair pulling, praise kink, fluff, light angst, threatening with safewords, anal fingering, mention of cockwarming WORD COUNT. . . # 1.6k

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Most nights don’t end up like this. Max wishes that he doesn’t come to this solution. But he can’t think of anything else better than bent over George’s knee and getting his ass spanked.

He has his head buried in his arms, trying to stifle his sobs. George’s calloused hands did not relent on his bare ass. He squirmed with each hit. He kept getting pushed forward, grinding down on the bedsheets as he cried out.

“G-George…” he breathed out, his legs unstill as he tried to find a way to relieve himself.

Unfortunately, George saw his intentions. He pulled on Max’s hair, causing him to whimper at the sudden pain. “Down, Maxie,” he coos. “Be a good girl for Daddy, okay? I can’t keep seeing you act like a little whore anymore.”

Max lets out a noise he can’t even describe. He's caught surprised for a moment. While they did discuss this, he didn't know that this would be today.

Another slap comes down, pulling him out of his thoughts. "I asked you a question, Max. Are you gonna be a good girl for me?"

Max's breath hitches. He doesn't have the courage to actually say the words out loud. Yet he nods his head, turning a little so his voice won't be muffled. "Sorry, Daddy. Yes, I'll be a good girl."

“Good girl.”

The next slap rings in Max’s ears and sends a shiver up his spine. It hurts. He sobs as he grips on the sheets for his life. His ass stings and George doesn’t give him time to breathe. One after the other, hit after hit, he doesn’t stop.

And his praises. Fuck. He keeps praising him with such a degrading yet careful tone. As if he's punishing him for his own good like a fucking child. It's driving him mad. George practically moans above him with each slap.

“That’s right,” slap.

“Such a sweetheart for me,” slap.

“You’re gonna get rewarded for being so good,” slap! Slap!

“Gonna cum all over Daddy’s lap like my cute little girl.”

It’s too much. With each little grind on the sheets, he feels closer to cumming. His small little breaths get raspier; he’s running out of air every time George’s hands come down. He can’t take it anymore.

“Daddy,” he cries out, begging, “it hurts so much. I’m really sorry.”

“For what?” George stops, his hand caressing Max’s ass with tenderness that was masked earlier. “Tell Daddy what you’re sorry for.”

“For—” he hiccups—”for being rude to you after the race. I’m sorry, Daddy.” He starts crying, shaking in George’s lap. This feels all too familiar. “I’m sorry, Daddy. Maxie is really sorry. Please for-forgive Maxie.”

He can’t help but start wailing. The moment breaks down, George is pulling him up to sit on his lap. This treatment feels unfamiliar.

“Daddy is sorry too, Max,” George jumps his knee a little, giving Max a small rhythm as he pats his back. “Do you wanna stop? You can say your safeword if you want.”

“No!” he cries out. “No, I want m-more.”

“Are you sure?” George tries to look at him in the eye. He fails. “Max, I need you to tell me if you’re okay to continue. You know I forgave you before we even left the paddock.”

Max pulls a weak arm to wipe his tears. He’s being too dramatic. He can handle this. They’ve done this many times before and Max has never broken down to this level. He tells himself to man up as he swallows his sobs.

“I can take more, Daddy. Just… maybe Maxie can lay down..?”

“Of course, sweetheart. Whatever you want.” With a kiss to his forehead, he pulls him to the center of the bed. The hotel sheets soft against his sore ass, caressing it gently despite the pain inflicted.

George towers over him, covering his body as he places himself between Max’s legs. The lube is now in his hands. “Daddy’s a bit tired, sweet girl. But maybe I can just use your pussy with my fingers, is that alright?”

Max nods his head, covering half of his face with his hands. 

“Answer me when I talk to you, Max.”

He gulps. “Yes, Daddy.”

George doesn’t say anything but pours a generous amount of lube directly above his ass. Max squeals as he feels the cold liquid drip down to his hole. It’s unsettling as his thighs shake from the sudden sensation.

“Stay still,” he pushes a finger in and pours more. “I want your cunt nice and loose for me. But tell me if you’re starting to feel uncomfortable, okay?”

Max nods, “Yes, Daddy.”

George leans over, pulling Max to his lap as two more enter with ease. It catches Max off guard, but it feels too good to say no to. He can't help but moan as George's fingers work him up with a gentle pace, stretching him open while praising sweet things in his ear.

"Taking it so well," he whispers, kissing his cheek and trailing down to his neck. "My good girl taking all of Daddy's fingers. Does it feel good? Does Daddy make you feel good?"

"Y—-hng… Yes, Daddy. So good. Maxie feels so—" He arches his back, pushing back against George's hand, craving more. God, he wants so much more. The feeling of being completely filled by his Daddy and getting praised like this. It's taking him out in all the best ways.

"Please don't stop," he whines, riding his fingers. "I want more. I want Daddy's cock so much."

"I'm tired, sweet girl," George says, fucking Max a bit faster as if to sate him. "I can't do it tonight. Another?"

No. Max is so close but he doesn't want to cum like this. It's not nice. It's not polite. He promised to only cum on Daddy's cock and he wants to fulfill it. "Please, Daddy! Just… I can ride you. I'll be so good. I'll be a good girl, please."

George moves away between him, and for a second Max is scared. Yet he just goes to his side to lay beside him. Another finger makes his way in. "Calm down," he says. "I'm making you feel good right now, aren't I?"

"Yes," Max pouts, his hips moving alongside the four fingers inside of him. It's not enough. "I want Daddy's cock… I want it so bad," he chokes on his own words as he sobs.

"Max," George says. Fuck, he sounds so upset. Max's movements are still. "If you don't stop whining, I'll stop."

That gets Max to shake his head furiously. "No, Maxie doesn't want."

"No? You don't want Daddy to say his safe word?" Max whines more. "Tell me, is that what my good girl wants? For Daddy to stop?"

Max doesn't know where this sudden emotional state of his came from. He's close to breaking down to tears again, but he forces it down. He needs to bury it in his heart and forget it. He can't cry again. "No…"

"'No' what, Max?"

"I don't want Daddy to stop. I'll be a good girl. I just—I just wanted Daddy to feel good too."

George lets out a little laugh. He pulls away from his body and stares into Max's eyes. He's so sweet. He's so kind to him. "My girl is so kind to me, isn't she?" Max keens. "It's okay. I promise you Daddy loves you like this. If you want, you can keep my cock inside of you as we sleep, is that alright?"

Max nods excitedly, his cock twitching at the thought of being used even as he sleeps. Maybe he can even wake up with George fucking him. "Yes, please, Daddy."

"Okay. So just take my fingers, alright? Be good and stay still for me."

"Yes! Maxie promises."

George smiles at him. He moves again so that Max can lay on top of him, putting his weight on top of him. With George's legs, he spread Max's open. It's embarrassing at first, but Max soon relaxes and enjoys the intimacy. He can feel George's heartbeat.

Resuming his pace, George puts his other hand on Max's cock. The added sensation is only driving him closer and closer to the edge. Max moans as he throws his head back. It's so nice. It's so good. He wants to move and fuck back into George's fingers, but he needs to be good.

"That's a good girl," George moans into his ear. "I wanna see your cute little cunt squirt for me. Come on, Max."

"I'm gonna…" his breath hitches, jaw dropping as the intense wave makes him clench down. "S-so good… Daddy's so—I love it so much~!"

"Yeah, you gonna cum for Daddy, Max?"

"Yes! Please, Daddy, make me cum! Maxie wants- wanna cum for you."

George pants as if he's fucking Max. It's so hot. He can feel his warm breath tickle his neck as his cock grinds against his ass. "Go on, sweet girl. Cum for me."

Max lets out a loud moan, his body trembling. "Daddy!" he screams, the pleasure overwhelming him. George holds him close, whispering words of praise and encouragement as Max rides out his orgasm. His cock squirting out spurts of cum all over his bare stomach, covering him in his own mess. His entire body shakes violently. Nothing else comes out of his mouth except for the word Daddy.

When Max calms down, the room is filled with the sounds of their heavy breathing. George slowly stops stroking Max's cock. He leaves it after it's spent. "You did so well, sweet girl," he murmurs, holding him tight in his arms. Max practically melts into George's chest, feeling the safe.

He is safe. Max loves that he's safe. It makes him want to stay here forever where nothing else matters.

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[nearmike]

I finally finished the ff I had in drafts since before the summer break;;;

It literally drained me of all energy but it was worth it (I hope… I really hope)

Soooo….. I gave Gax (Gax??? Rustappen??? Verstassell????) ANYWAY ✨ 3363 ✨ a go

(how do the three people who ship 3363 call their ship???)

[cupidskissx]

and rustappen sailing...padel bros... let's migrate ships?

Ahoy dear Anon ❤️

Ahh Rustappen the 2023 enemies to lovers we didn’t know we needed 😅

This may come as a surprise but I’ve always had an unusual soft spot for George.

His reluctant, almost-friendship with Max is such an amusing dynamic and I don’t hate it.

Alas, Anon, I’m a nautical figurehead carved into the front of the leatappen ship, therefore, migration and/or disembarking isn’t an option 😂

[xiaoluclair]

I feel like I cheated but since I sort of know? But also not really! 🤍 But tell me for the do I ship it; Rustappen 👀

[sleepyverstappens]

But what would Max and George’s shipname be? Rustappen? Verussell? Marge? I dunno, nothing really seems to work?

[williamsmybeloved]

Max Rustappen???

PLEASEE this is so funny and typical of Max

[dellovestorant]

Romance is alive in the paddock everyone

[dellovestorant]

Qualified P2&P4 and we still get rustappen content

[dellovestorant]

HE POSTED MAX ON MAIN WITH ACKNOWLEDGEMENT????

[dellovestorant]

... yeah me too honestly Max I don't blame you

[dellovestorant]

🤨🌈?

[dellovestorant]

These two always serve on and off track

[dellovestorant]

🤭

[dellovestorant]

I still got my rustappen content this weekend