#so deep in max fewtrell's psyche i feel like i need a colonic to sort me out

[strawberry-daiquiris]

hello! max f/lando/oscar for 8 or 27?

oh dear. well. i really liked this prompt. so much that the 'small kink game tumblr prompt fic' is too long for tumblr and is really just 5k of max fewtrell introspection mixed with a bit of coming on someone's hole to make it wet and messy enough to fit.

twisting my stomach into knots

max f/lando/oscar | e | 5k | prompts: double penetration & wet a messy

Bob got somthing to tell you wen you come 2 race Bob somthnig fior us to do Bob youll like it Max isn’t bricking it, exactly, but there’s a bit of trepidation whenever Lando drops hints that he’s got an idea brewing. Sometimes it’s a good one. A life-changingly good one actually, like wanting to set up a business together that’ll keep him wealthy in cyber trucks and distractions. Or it’ll be shit, like wanting to get a guinea pig. They had a name picked out, a special cage on order, before Lando’d dropped the bombshell a week before they were getting him that he was moving to fucking Monaco, and a guinea pig might not be a good idea, after all.

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