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sammystarswrite · 1 month ago

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Literally just Oscar x Lando x Lance pure smut

Don’t even ask. My friend requested this

And yes I did not care about grammar or any making of sense. This was rushed and Im publishing it so I have it somewhere

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“Well…uh congrats guys”

Lance looks up from the floor at the two Mclaren driver which are beaming with pride. They actually made it and won the constructors championship this year. Now Lance is awkward standing In front of them. Lando grinds stupidly and nudges his teammate with his shoulder.

“Would you look at that Osc. Lance came to congratulate us”

The Aussie driver laughs a little and shakes his head.

“Wow seems like he really did”

“Came to see how real drivers without money shuffed up their ass celebrate?”

Of course Lando had to really rub it into Lances face. The three didn’t really get along, especially cause the canadian always behaved like he was something better because of his wealth. Now he is really quiet because unfortunately enough he made a very, very stupid bet with the two at the beginning.

“Enough speaking. Lets replace that money up your ass with my dick”

Lando pulls Lance into the hotel room toward the bed. Oscar closes the door behind them and slowly makes his way over to the two where Lan is already manhandling lance to kneel in front of the bed. Of course he obeys and lets himself get pushed down. Even if a snob or a brat or whatever the world wants to call him, Lance always listens. It wasn’t a secret amongst the drivers that he likes to get treated a certain way by his older teammates but now that it’s two cocky young Mclaren drivers he really just has to let this happen. Its not that hes fully against it…its just…

Hes just pissed off they won.

“Oscar? Would you to the honour of shutting him up?

The brit is holding Lances head while looking up at his teammate that is getting closer.

“Id would be an honour”

He unbuckles his belt and sits down on the bed in front of Stroll. The two McLaren driver really seem to enjoy this because both of them seem very high spirited about this as Osc pulls down his boxer just a bit for his cock to spring free and Lan is already guiding Lances head down.

One last time he looks up at Oscar through his tick lashes before sticking out his tongue and taking Oscars cock. Lance puts his hands on Oscars thighs lightly squeezing him as he tries to take him fully without gagging.

“Oh fuck yeah”

Oscar groans with his Australin accent coming out even stronger.

“Hear that Lance? Your mouth was really made to use wasn’t it?”

Lance slightly moans at Lando’s degrading words, sending vibrations though Oscar. Finally as his throat adjusts Lance starts Working Oscs dick using his tongue to trace every single vain. Well that feeling will certainly burn into his brain. With Lando’s guiding hand in his hair, Lances head bobs up and down while tears start polling in his eyes. Its not like hes never done this…actually he does this a lot but still. He is used to more thickness than long and Oscar is definitely on the long side.

“Fuck look how hard he already is”

Both the winners look down to where Lances dick is already painfully straining against his pants. Now hes even more aware of it and heat rises into his cheeks.

“Hhm? Do you like having dick down your throat that much?”

Lando pulls back Lances head, forcing him to look up. The brit had to admit the sight of Strolls well fucked face really turned him on even more. Tears where marking his red cheeks and his eyes are already glazed over. Lan could wait any more and pulled his off the floor.

“Alright you two keep going on the bed, while I make sure Lance is property stretched. Even though I think Alonso already did most the work for us. Isn’t that right?”

Oscar fully takes off his boxers before laying down on the bed. Slightly cowered Stroll craws onto the bed and leans down to Oscars dick again, not wanting to answer. He wish, he wasn’t so turned on right now because else he would deny the very obvious truth. Just before the race this afternoon, Alonso had pulled the younger driver into his drivers room and had thoroughly fucked him against the mirror. Lance had serious problems sitting in the car afterwards. With back arched and on all fours Lance is positioned in between the Mclarens. Lando is kneeling behind him, already working on pulling down the Canadians pants. He whimpers slightly as Lan pulls down his underwear and his cold hands hold his waist. Slowly Lando leans over him and holds two fingers in front of his face.

“Come on. Suck on these fingers like its Oscars cock”

Lance opens his mouth letting him push the two fingers down on his tongue. He closes his mouth and starts to intensely suck on them. He can feel Landos precence over him, with his breath again his neck. When he swirls his tongue around the diggits, poperly wetting them, a groan erupts from Lando and he can feel him pressing against his ass. Instinctively, he pushes his hips back further getting a chuckle from Osc.

“Little needy are?”

With a plop Lando pulls out the fingers bringing them back behind him.

“Don’t worry you won’t have to wait much longer”

With that Lando presses both the fingers at once against his rim muscles. Lance takes a deep breath trying to relaxe into it. With zero patience and regards Lando pushes the two fingers in, earning a yelp from the canadian but before he can make any further noises, oscar pushes him back down onto his cock. Slowly Landos fingers start working in and out of him but he can hardly process it with Osc pushing up his hips, testing lances gag reflex. Hes helplessly moaning around the Aussies dick trying keep up with sucking but at this point it’s just Oscar using his throat and Lando impatiently moving his fingers in an out. After a good minute of Strolls chocked out moans Lan pulls out the fingers and he clenches at the loss of feeling. He doesn’t have to wait long though because he can already feel lando head pressing against his entrance.

“Brace yourself pretty boy”

With that Lando pushes in all the way. Lance let’s out a strangled moan as he tries to catch his breath. Fuck lando was thick. His entire body was tensing up as he bottoms out. Oscars hands are in his hair holding his head up. He watches the two with a smug grin, seemingly enjoying, seeing Lance struggling to accommodate Landos thickness.

“Fuck yess take it”

As if to push in further Lando presses his hips forward only making Lance whimper. Landos Abs flex as he pulls out again to the hilt before he rolls his hips back forward and making stoll cry out. Lans brutal thrusts slowly start to melt into agonising pleasure and out of reflex Lace loers his head again. Not caring if he was choking on his own spit and Oscars precum hes deep thoaring him and working him with all he has while Lando was plowing into him. Pathetic moans are leaving Stroll and his brain is just empty at this point.

“Yes, moan like a good boy, taking my dick so well”

Lando says and thightening his hands on Lances hips. It might leave marks that while make Alonso furious but honestly the thought of him punishing him for it made him even harder. Stroll is already leaking precum onto the sheets as Oscars cock start to twitch in his mouth. Eagerly he starts to take him deeper and swirling his tongue around him. Hes unsure if he just wants this to stop or if he really wants to taste Oscar. With the Canadians throat rhythmically thightening around him, it didn’t take Osc long to come down his throat with Lances hair hard in his grip. Swallowing each drop like the slut he was Stroll, was trying his best not to choke while still keeping up with Lando. Relentlessly he was still fucking into him, exactly hitting where his prostate is. Shockwaves of please were making it hard for Stroll to stay on his hands as he can feel the pressure building in his stomach. His body begins to shake and his arms give in. Osc is still holding his head as hes now pressed against his chest.

“Your loving this aren’t ya?”

Without thinking Lance nods at Oscars question.

“Good then fucking show me how much you love it”

Landos words accompanied by his thrusts was enough to push him over the edge and before he knows it his nails dig into the bed sheets, his body tenses, he clenches around Lando and comes so hard that his vision goes dark for a second.

But not even for a second is Lando stopping as he is chasing his own high.

“Fuck yes”

He groans feeling Lance tighten around him. Whining at the over stimulation he tries to push himself up from oscars chest but all attempts were futile as Land thrust turn eratic and he feels him getting closer. With a last very fucking deep slam of his hips Lance can feel Lando filling his insides. For a few seconds hes just lazily working his cum inside stroll before pulling out and collapsing beside the other two.

#f1 smut #lando fanfic #landoscar #lance stroll #sub lance

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bunny-jpeg · 7 months ago

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kink-o-ween '24 - master-list

welcome to kink-o-ween 2024! this is the master-list for every fic that is being posted for this little event. it is on par with kinktober, but with my own bunny spin on it! this will be updated daily until the end of the month and will contain every kink-o-ween fic that it being posted!

please read the tags on the post before reading!

alexander albon - virginity

max verstappen & charles leclerc - threesome

lance stroll - toys

daniel riccicardo - cockwarming

logan sargeant - shower sex

charles leclerc - pet play

lando norris - lingerie

sergio perez - hate sex

fernando alonso - semi-public sex

oscar piastri - breeding kink

toto wolff - daddy kink

max verstappen - rivals

lewis hamilton - free use

lando norris - collars/leashes

logan sargeant - praise kink

max verstappen - dom/sub dynamics

alexander albon - wet dreams

carlos sainz jr. - roleplay

lando norris - size kink

lance stroll - brat

toto wolff - degradation kink

george russell - mirror sex

max verstappen - filming/recording

carlos sainz jr - slutty behavior

lando norris - mafia au

oscar piastri - temperature play

toto wolff - power dynamics

fernando alonso - alternate universe (ceo au)

daniel ricciardo - uniform kink

lewis hamilton - non penetrative sex

toto wolff - monsters au

thank you to the love and support of my fandom friends & fans of the blog. i hope that you love what i create and you have a happy halloween <3

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thekoalapastriesbakery · 1 month ago

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SHAMELESS

sub!bottom!lance stroll x transmasc!dom!top!reader

request: subby bottom lance with trans top reader??? – 🥄

summary: your first time with lance.

warnings: mild implications of lance having bad sexual experiences in the past, male anatomical terms used for reader but reader is explicitly trans, use of a strap-on referred to as reader's cock, reader has bottom growth from hrt, very mild cum eating, oral sex (reader receiving), graphic sexual content, fairly vanilla though i think?

word count: 4,035

CONTENT BELOW THE CUT IS NSFW. I AM NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR YOUR MEDIA CONSUMPTION. THIS IS YOUR LAST WARNING.

lance knew you were trans long before you got together. of course he did. if for no other reason than your own safety, you had to tell him in advance. not to mention the extra buffer between when you started dating and now, the first time you would sleep together. still, lance had momentarily forgotten that little detail because … well, you'd caught him at a time where his brain was entirely focused on sending all of his blood south. it took him approximately .2 seconds to reconsider how you could rail him.

from that split second, he just mumbled an okay and pulled you back in to kiss you. he was too desperate to care about technicalities. lance relished in the way you backed him against a wall, tilting your head to kiss his neck. the whines that escaped him were downright sinful. you could hardly wait to get into the thick of it and see what other sounds you could draw out of his pretty lips.

"just fuck–fuck me," lance panted, tugging you by the hair to get you to stop marking his neck. "please."

you raised an eyebrow in amusement.

god, he was easy. you would have fun with him.

"with what, lancey?" you teased.

lance whined loudly at your words, his addled brain only just realising there was an extra step for you. his hands scrambled to find your shoulders. he couldn't exactly be blamed for his lack of balance. "fuck, something—anything—just … please."

"'please'," you repeated, mimicking the slightly pathetic tone to his voice. it took so very little to get him to beg. you loved it. "come on, you can do a bit better than that, can't you? it's not an unreasonable question, love. what do you want me to fuck you with?"

"th–there's a box …"

your ears perked up at his words. your sweet, bubbly boyfriend had a box of toys he used to get himself off? "where."

it wasn't a question so much as a command for lance to show you where he kept his secret stash. lance's knees nearly buckled at your tone. on shaky legs, he retrieved the box from where it had been hidden at the very back of his sock drawer and handed it to you. what a collection it was—toys of all varieties, several different sizes, and some in very interesting shapes.

after scanning the box briefly, you held it out to lance again with a sly smirk. "go on then, lancey. pick one."

his cheeks flushed pink. shyly, he picked out a good-sized dildo. it wasn't his biggest by far, but you guessed those would take a lot more prep than he had the patience for at the moment. you grabbed the lube out of the box as well, then set it aside. there was no need to make your first time with lance overcomplicated. you had full confidence the two of you would find a way to have a good time without toys at all, but where was the fun in that?

you guided lance over to his bed. not once did your eyes stray as he slowly stripped. for a usually exhuberant guy, he was certainly shyer than you expected him to be. once he was fully naked in front of you, lance looked at you cautiously, and you realised he was waiting for your reaction.

"god, baby, you look …" you breathed, eyes roaming up and down his figure appreciatively.

lance bit his lip and crossed his arms in a half-hearted attempt to cover himself. "i look …?"

"you look amazing," you assured him. without another second's hesitation, you kissed him as he was gradually pushed down onto his back. you trailed kisses down to his tummy before looking up at him with a grin. "my pretty boy."

the little squeak your boyfriend let out before he covered his face was adorable.

you left a few hickeys on his abdomen, but you didn't linger long. if you were being truly honest, you were just as excited to see lance all fucked out as he was to be it. spreading his legs was easy. the way he didn't even slightly hesitate to let you manoeuvre him into whatever position you wished made your heart pound—some day, you'd have to test the limits of that, but today was no day to push his comfort zone.

the lube bottle in one hand, you patted lance's thigh once get his attention. "you tell me to stop or slow down whenever, okay?"

"okay." lance nodded. he wanted to ignore how his heart fluttered at the concerned lilt to your voice, but he couldn't. it wasn't like you'd even done anything special yet—giving him an easy out wasn't even the bare minimum, and yet so many of the men he'd hooked up with in the past had failed to even reach that. "please just start already."

"alright, alright."

you drizzled the lube onto just one of your fingers at first. probably more than you needed, but there was far more harm in skimping than in going overboard. lance hissed quietly at the cold sensation against his skin. you gave him a second to get used to it before he nodded you on. one finger, then two, then three stretching his hole until you deemed him ready to take the dildo.

now it was your turn to strip. down to beneath your boxers, you got everything set in place before letting the silicone tip prod at lance's hole. the wait was beyond worth it, though, when you saw the way he threw his head back and rutted his hips forward. it was crystal clear how desperate lance was to have you wreck him. who were you to deny him when he'd been so good for you?

you let his greedy hole swallow your cock inch-by-inch, until you couldn't physically push it any farther into him. lance locked his ankles behind your back so tightly you could hardly thrust at all. regardless, you let him lead your pace, simply rolling your hips forward. his eyelids fluttered softly. you barely caught the way his breath hitched when the tip of the dildo grazed his prostate.

"you gonna let me move?" you murmured, amusement bleeding into both your voice and your expression.

lance whimpered slightly. he reluctantly loosened his vice grip on you, allowing you to begin thrusting shallowly. soon enough, you felt the sweet sting of his nails scraping down your back. you didn't let it distract you too much—you were far more interested in the other reactions lance was giving you.

a soft hum left your lips. "my beautiful boy. wish you could see yourself, lancey, look so pretty like this."

you knew he could be noisy, but nothing could have prepared you for the drawn-out moan that answered you.

lance felt like you were splitting him in two. sure, he had longer and thicker dildos, but he had drastically underestimated how intense it would feel to have you use them on him. he could hardly imagine what it would feel like to have you fuck him with his largest toys—he'd never leave his bed again, he was sure. his hands switched between clawing at your back and clutching the sheets.

"god, y-you can't just say that …" he whimpered, desperately attempting to maintain a sliver of his dignity. it was slipping away from faster than he could comprehend as you delivered the first proper thrust. lance's voice broke. hell, he was half-certain his mind broke just the same.

the wave of ecstasy that followed one short movement shouldn't have been possible. nobody had ever made him feel so good so easily, but for you it seemed almost like second nature.

you tilted your head slightly at his words. one hand held your boyfriend's hips steady, ensuring you were the one to do all the work, and the other hooked under his knee. the subtle incline you pushed it into changed the angle of how your cock dragged inside lance. his breath hitched.

"why not?" you inquired softly. there was something deceptive in it, as though your words were sweet and innocent, a current of taunting lay just below the surface. "you do look pretty like this—all worked up and i've barely started."

lance's head snapped up, his voice cracking as he spoke. "barely started?! this is so … 's so much already …"

a chuckle preceded the lewd sound of you thrusting in again slowly.

"oh, darling … there's so much more i have to show you," you murmured, hiking your boyfriend's leg to hang off your shoulder. you pressed a light kiss to his knee.

you knew better than to try too much too fast. lance was delicate. you could explore all the ways you could wreck him later; now was the time to move slowly and enjoy the scenic route.

angling carefully to hit his prostate with your dick, you settled into a rhythm of long, deep thrusts. you savoured the utterly ethereal expression your boyfriend's face. the way his eyes crossed ever so slightly, the way his lips parted, the way his normally fluffy hair stuck to his forehead with sweat—it was all so enchanting.

you knew you were teasing him.

the very nature of your movements lent themselves to a torturously gradual build of the ecstasy you were sure lance was craving. yet, he hadn't once complained about what you were giving him. he was a good boy, after all. that didn't mean you couldn't tell when he was finally–finally–approaching his climax.

"close?"

lance let out a high-pitched hum in confirmation, his eyelids drifting closed as he allowed himself to sink into the feelings. "mhm. 's good."

"yeah?" you smiled slight. maintaining your rhythm, you asked, "what do you need from me, love?"

the question seemed to take him by surprise. you couldn't imagine why—you wanted to make him feel good, so asking him how you could do that seemed like a logical step.

"mh, harder, please?" lance requested, almost shyly.

he let out a startled moan as your hips immediately snapped against his. "ngh, fuck—"

"just like that?" you smirked. your pace didn't falter for a moment, the intensity of each thrust only increasing.

lance whimpered and nodded. his back arched off the mattress, his head swimming with pleasure. "f-fuck, yes, keep–keep going …"

"use your manners, love," you teased, pulling out until just the tip of your cock rested inside your boyfriend. "been such a good boy so far, i thought you'd at least say please."

"please!" he whined. his hips jerked forward in a desperate attempt to regain the feeling he'd been chasing. "please, please, please … keep going, 'm so close …"

you smirked. you'd have to do this again just to see how quickly you could get him to beg like that. "there we go. that wasn't so hard, was it?"

without another moment's pause, you began to fuck lance at a regular pace—making sure each thrust hit his prostate. you weren't getting much physical stimulation yourself, but god, the mental stimulation from watching your affect on your boyfriend … it was almost as good. the tiniest part of your mind attempted to distract you from the euphoria by whispering how it would feel if you were a cis man. you didn't let it take over.

lance let out increasingly loud moans and whimpers the closer he got. at some point in the night, you had shifted to be kneeling on the bed with lance's head on the pillows. the different position allowed him perfect access to claw at your back whenever you leaned forward. if he'd been in his right mind, he would've been concerned about actually managing to scar you from how deep his scratches were. but lance was not in his right mind.

the sensation building was so intense that he felt it starting deep in his gut and spreading to the rest of his body. it took barely a handful more thrusts before he cried out in ecstasy.

"ah! o-oh my god, 's so … so goo–ooo–ood."

in any other scenario, lance might've been embarrassed by the way his voice cracked. the cloud of pleasure that had encased him dispelled any of that. he could barely think straight at all. when he could form a semi-coherent thought, all it would be about was how good you were making him feel. how could he possibly be thinking of anything else?

your thrusts slowed and shallowed gradually. easing lance through his orgasm, you could barely take your eyes off the spurts of cum that landed on his belly.

without even thinking, you swiped your thumb over the pool of white before bringing it up to your lips. you weren't really sure what you were expecting. whatever it was, the taste on your tongue far exceeded it. your eyes widened. the smirk on your face didn't exactly conceal your thoughts.

you hummed appreciatively before leaning down to kiss lance. the way he whimpered told you instantly that he could taste himself on your tongue.

"that …" you murmured. "… was hot."

lance nodded dazedly, only vaguely aware of the fact that you had yet to pull out. he wasn't upset about it in the slightest—just aware of it. "ngh, mhm."

his mind was a little fuzzy. the pleasure was still fizzling out in waves, a pulsing ache in his core that made him want more and more and more. lance thought he'd felt that ache before but, god, never this intensely. nothing had ever been as intense as it was with you.

you had just barely pulled out when lance immediately started reaching for you and pouting. he looked particularly insistent, but you couldn't for the life of you figure out why.

"c'mere," lance mumbled. he struggled to scoot forward to the edge of the bed before slipping onto his knees in front of you. "wanna make you feel good too."

your brain short-circuited momentarily at the sight of lance on his knees for you. with a sharp intake of breath, you threaded one hand into his hair gently. "you … yeah? you wanna?"

lance nodded and whined again. he tugged at the side of your harness, blinking up at you pleadingly.

"use your words, lance."

the words were largely instinct (what else were you supposed to say when a sub was whining at you?) but lance simply repeated the noise and huffed.

"wanna suck you off," he explained shyly.

your heart sped up by what felt like fifty beats a minute. you weren't sure what was more appealing—the idea of lance's pretty mouth on you, or the fact that he'd used an affirming phrase for head without you even needing to ask him. he was better about your transness than you'd even hoped for. regardless, you composed yourself as quickly as you could, looking down at lance with your head slightly tilted. "i thought i told you to use your manners."

"please?" lance added with a pout. "pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease?"

he continued to beg, nuzzling his head against your thigh in an attempt to win you over.

as if you'd ever refuse.

it took you longer than it usually would've to remove the harness that had allowed you to fuck lance the way you had just moments before. in your defence, it was a lot harder to be coordinated when you were rushing to get head from your boyfriend for the first time. but you got there.

when you did, lance's jaw dropped open. if you looked close enough, you could've sworn he was even drooling.

"don't catch flies, lancey," you teased. the slightly nervous tone to your voice was impossible to hide. "what're you staring for, huh?"

lance gulped, blinked, and shook his head. he looked up at you sheepishly. "it's just, um, you-you're bigger than i expected."

if that wasn't both the biggest ego boost and the most euphoric sentence you'd ever heard, you didn't know what was.

lance very clearly didn't want to waste any time. he leaned forward slightly and licked your tip, a little whine escaping him at the way your breath hitched. you tugged his hair gently and his lips parted fully. without another moment, he took your dick into his mouth and hummed happily.

your eyes fluttered shut. the warm wetness of lance's mouth enveloping your dick was borderline heavenly. his little hum certainly hadn't decreased the sensation by any means—and if you'd thought that was good, you weren't prepared for when he started actually sucking you off.

his tongue traced the underside and tip of your dick expertly. even though your dick was undoubtedly smaller than most cis guys, lance didn't let that stop him from giving you the best he had. he bobbed his head enthusiastically, licking and sucking all the while. he didn't have a full understanding of the difference between your anatomy and his own since you'd been on testosterone. but a dick was a dick, and a blowjob was a blowjob, so he figured it couldn't have been all that different.

you, on the other hand, knew the differences and you knew how much it meant to you that lance seemed to be treating you the same as he would any other guy. it wasn't like this was your first time getting head. you weren't exactly inexperienced.

… and yet it seemed the increased intensity of being with your boyfriend affected you as much as it had him.

"shit, that-that's good." you panted, making eye contact with lance as he dragged his tongue along your shaft obscenely. "good boy."

lance moaned loudly. his reaction to the simple praise caught your attention, but he didn't give you much an opportunity to dwell on it. he immediately began to suck you off with even more enthusiasm. you weren't exactly sure how that was possible, but lance had surprised you enough that evening that you didn't really question it.

"like it when i call you a good boy, huh?"

your voice came out breathily. it sounded like more of a chuckle than actual words, but it got your point across.

your boyfriend whined and nodded. he knew he liked making you happy. he had still severely underestimated how much he'd enjoy giving you head. it was oddly brain-muddling for him, having your dick in his mouth and your hand in his hair. lance loved it. he loved how close he felt to you, and he loved not only seeing but hearing that he was making you feel good.

it was barely a few more sucks before he had your knees buckling. if not for lance's hands on your thighs and your grip on his hair, you surely would've lost your balance. "f-fuck …"

lance hummed, giving your dick a few more languid sucks to help you ride out your climax. your hips bucked towards his mouth gently. you took a few deep breaths before you tugged lance up to kiss him again. his legs were still incredibly shaky from how thoroughly you had fucked him earlier, so you had to let him lean on you almost fully.

"god, lancey, that was …" you trailed off, tilting your head to leave a quick hickey below your boyfriend's jaw. "that was incredible. so fucking good at that."

he beamed in response, squirming happily when your hands found his waist. lance wound his arms around your neck and kissed your cheek with a dramatic 'mwah!' sound.

you hummed in amusement at how affectionate he was acting. it never failed to both warm and break your heart how differently your boyfriend behaved when he was out of sight of the media. how much sweeter and more vulnerable he became when he could trust that he wouldn't be attacked for it. nevertheless, you had long since resolved to just enjoy his giggly self when you could.

leaning in for one more kiss, you squeezed his waist gently and pulled away. "'kay, i'm gonna go to the bathroom and then i'll clean you up, yeah?"

"but i wanna cuddle." lance pouted. he clung to you a little tighter when you tried to separate. "don't want you to go."

"i'm coming back, silly. then we can cuddle all you like," you promised, laughing slightly as you pried him off you.

lance's nose scrunched up. he flopped back on the bed rather dramatically, peeking at you through his fingers as you walked out of the room. he huffed and whined and groaned loudly and pointedly from the second you were out of sight. if there was anything your lovely boyfriend didn't like, it was being left alone after sex. his noises of discontentment only increased in volume when you took longer than he expected.

finally, you returned with a collection of items that his hazy brain couldn't quite recognise.

one being a damp cloth that you could use to help clean the residual cum and lube that stuck to his skin, another being a glass of water, and the remainder being a couple snacks for the two of you.

handing lance the glass of water, you got to work with the damp cloth. "drink up."

"if i drink it do i get a kiss?" he bargained playfully.

you chuckled quietly and pressed a kiss to lance's now-clean tummy. "sure, love. if you drink it all, i'll give you a kiss."

your boyfriend squirmed happily. he sat up, sipping the water and watching you put on a pair of boxers before you left to put the cloth in the wash. when you got back, lance held up the empty glass victoriously before pouting his lips dramatically.

"a deal's a deal, i suppose." you sighed, faking disappointment—though the grin on your face clearly showed your boyfriend that you weren't serious. kissing lance was your favourite thing in the world. "kisses for the good boy, yeah?"

"kisses for the good boy," lance agreed.

you knelt on the bed and playfully tackled lance until he was lying flat on the bed and you were hovering over him. without another moment spared, you began to kiss all over his face. lance hummed happily and wriggled until you kissed him properly. unlike the kisses you shared earlier in the evening, it was long and sweet and gentle. still passionate, but in a very much softer way.

the two of you continued until you were gasping for breath. you flopped onto your back beside lance, looking at each other before bursting into laughter at the sight of each other so out of breath. it was one of your favourite parts of being with lance. there was just something about him that made you feel at peace. you weren't sure if you'd ever be able to describe it in any way other than, "god, i'm so in love with you."

lance blinked. it wasn't the first time you'd told him you loved him. it was, however, the first time he'd heard you say it with such … finality. like you were certain it was true and would remain true for the rest of your life. like lance had taken up a permanent residence in your universe. like he had his very own star in your sky.

"i love you too," he said softly, leaning forward to kiss you again.

you smiled cheekily and sat up to grab one of the little post-sex snacks you'd gotten for yourself and your boyfriend. "even more than dilfs?"

he couldn't help but laugh. it was a running joke in your relationship that lance was loved dilfs—your proof was how he acted with sebastian and fernando as his teammates, even if lance denied it. you'd even gotten him a croptop that read 'certified dilf hunter' that lance swore up and down he hated. and still wore at least twice a week at home.

"more than dilfs," he agreed, accepting the snack you handed him. "more than everything."

as you cuddled up to watch a sitcom on your laptop, lance was feeling particularly grateful. the best relationship he'd ever been in with the best sex he'd ever had … what more could he possibly ask for?

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babybearnation · 6 months ago

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on a wednesday in a cafe

⎇f1 drivers x gn!reader ; you prank them with a fake date (texts) ⎇contains: alex albon, arthur leclerc, charles leclerc, dino beganovic, george russell, zhou guanyu, kimi antonelli, lance stroll, lando norris, liam lawson, logan sargeant, max verstappen, mick schumacher, ollie bearman, oscar piastri, paul aron, pierre gasly, yuki tsunoda ⎇author's note: sir bear pushing their sub!ollie agenda, what's new? also i'm so nervous/excited for today's race AHH ⎇content warnings: suggestive/18+ content (george, max, ollie, oscar, pierre)

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theunluckycanuck · 2 months ago

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collared limit

lance stroll & fernando alonso - word count: 2,023 prompt: "I want to hear you beg."

tags: smut/pwp, collars, sub!lance, dom!fernando, oral sex (fernando recives), dirty talk, praise (kink), messy oral sex

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"Fernando, c'mon." Lance said with a smile in his tone. But his insides felt nervous. He swallowed back and held the smile, "Let's not get crazy here."

His lover smiled and held up the collar and let the leash roll out onto the hardwood floor. Fernando had a smile that made excitement race up Lance's back. He stepped closer, those dark eyes pulled the other man in. He said, "Lancito. Do you not trust me."

Lance swallowed and held his hands up, "I do, I do… I just don't want to wake up the entire floor tonight. Big day tomorrow." He knew he was lying, the idea of being collared like a dog excited him. He wasn't worried about being hurt or waking up the team. He was worried he would enjoy it too much.

Fernando could read it all on Lance's face and licked the front of his teeth, "Angel. Come now, I want to hear you beg."

Lance felt a crack in his resolve. He chuckled once more, that voice of his sounded a little more heated as he said, "Fernando, honey. Are you sure you want to try this tonight? We have to get up early for media, what if it leaves a mark?"

Fernando held out the collar to the other man and Lance looked at it closely. Bright teal and yellow in colour, but the inside was padded black. Even if Fernando choked the lights out of Lance tonight, there would be no mark for the media so observe tomorrow.

Lance knew he was acting like Fernando was some blushing forty year old virgin, and not a man who knew a thing or two about play and kink.

"You know I'd never hurt you." Another crack in the Canadian's resolve.

He was running out of options, and he didn't want to use the safe-word not for this. that was for when things

"Angel." Fernando said, "Do you want an out tonight? I won't collar you unless you tell me too." He could be a mean dom, but he wasn't abusive. And that only made Lance more endeared towards him.

Another crack.

Cats had catnip, dogs had t-bone steaks. Lance Stroll had a man seventeen years older than him. So of course he dropped to his knees and looked up at Fernando with eyes that only a doe could have.

Fernando reached down and patted Lance on the cheek, "Good boy."

Lance could feel the intensity of lust in his body, his cock strained against the front of his jeans and there was heat that stung at his cheeks. He chuckled lowly and held onto the front of Fernando's pants, "Keep talkin' like that and we're gonna do more than this tonight."

Fernando ran his fingers through the other man's hair and leaned against the end of the hotel bed they were sharing for the weekend - as if Lance didn't have a perfectly fine room next door. He then went to undo the collar and then Lance straightened his back and rested his shoulders, in the process he exposed more of that strong neck of his.

The older man knew how much strength an F1 driver had to possess, but Lance made it look delicate. Brown eyes that were like amber in morning light, the long lashes, the soft lips. How he smiled, how he held Fernando's gaze. Where there was strength in his body, it appeared delicate like the rest of him. No wonder he was considered such a pretty boy.

He put the collar around Lance's neck and licked his lips. He was already excited, but to see Lance wearing that blue and yellow only pushed his excitement further. The younger driver looked like a dream in the Aston Martin green, but there was something about how Lance looked at that moment that only made Fernando pull down the zip of his pants.

Lance shifted on his knees and looked up at Fernando. He felt the older man's affection, his devotion to him. It felt right, the kind of right that allowed Fernando to collar Lance like a dog. The younger driver didn't care, all he could focus on at that moment was the collar around his neck and the cock in his face.

Fernando combed his fingers through the other's hair once more. He chuckled lowly at the sight of him. He said, "My precious, Lance. I want them to take photos of you tomorrow, and as they do. You taste me in the back of your throat."

Lance felt his heart skip. He held on a little tighter and brushed his mouth up against Fernando's cock, "You're killing me, baby." He kissed the underside of Fernando's exposed cock. It only made him more excited.

Fernando was the one who felt like they were being killed. With Lance's mouth just ghosting at the underside of his cock which only made the older man's pulse pick up while he held onto Lance's dark hair. Their gazes met one last time before Lance closed his eyes and sank his mouth onto the older man's cock.

Lance inhaled then exhaled through his nose as he held onto Fernando's strong thighs and was able to get down far enough that his nose was rubbed against Fernando's trimmed public hair. He could already feel the saliva in his mouth as he deep throated the older man. His head felt full of list as he moved his head up and down Fernando's cock. Even though he had done this dozens of times, every time he was left almost dizzy from the head rush.

It had never been like this with anyone else.

He wanted Fernando, all of time. Every inch he could fit in his mouth of the older man's hefty cock. What could he say, he was addicted to it. A feeling only fuelled Fernando's sudden tight hold of the leash that was attached to the collar.

It made him shudder, his cock push up against his jeans. The cotton in his head only grew, it dampened most other feelings. Except for the near painful erection. He rubbed the underside of Fernando's cock with his tongue as he moved his head back and forth.

His eyes were closed and his total focus was on the other man's cock in his mouth. He mentally cursed himself and he felt a dull ache in his knees as he tried to go deep per Fernando's tug on the leash. Even if he was so deep already, he knew that Fernando believed he could do better. Go deeper. There was always more Lance could give, and since Fernando believed in him. He went for it.

Spit went down his chin as he pleasured Fernando. The older man had a wobble to his stance due the intense feeling in his body. He closed his eyes and held onto the leash tightly.

"Look at you, Lance. You look so good for me. You love it, don't you? You love how my cock feels in your mouth. How you take me so well." Fernando's tone was stained with erotic heat for the other man. The man he had collared and all to himself.

The other man looked up at him and felt the thrill of sexual excitement through him. He looked so eager, so determined to be good and behave. To take all of Fernando. He moaned as he moved his head. He held on tighter and could feel the hammering in his chest. He swore in the back of his mind. He knew that he'd be wearing that collar till they had to leave the hotel room tomorrow and that he would be so spent that he wouldn't be able to get hard for the rest of the weekend.

Fernando marvelled in the feeling of Lance between his legs. The younger man's mouth on his cock only made him feel hotter. He wished he had taken his team branded t-shirt off before they started. But he couldn't help himself, not when Lance looked so pretty when he was pleading with just his eyes.

The room in the air got warm and Lance's eyes closed once more. He knew that the older man was feeling the intense pleasure course through him. It made Lance eager for more, to see how the man falls apart under him. There was a throb in the back of his head and a want in his core.

"Lance." Fernando said, his voice husky from the lust that rattled his core. Pretty little thing between his legs. The perfect man for him. The prince-ling of racing. He held onto the leash a little tighter. Lance moaned when he felt his neck being yanked.

He could have prevented it given how strong muscles were, he let himself be dragged to the liking of the older man. It only fuelled the fire in his gut. He held on as tightly as he could as the pleasure spiked in his pulse. He loved the feeling of the other's cock in his mouth. Even down to the taste, it made Lance droll in ways that he never thought possible.

The talent of Lance's mouth only made Fernando lose more of his control. The allure of the younger man made Fernando hungry for more. The older man found himself enraptured by the Canadian driver. He let out a short groan as he held on tighter. His composure slipped and he let the feeling of immense sexual want for his lover grow further.

He tensed up, he knew he wasn't going to last much longer. There was a skip in Fernando's pulse as Lance tried to take him as much as he could. He pushed himself tot hat next level and Fernando felt Lance's throat with the tip of his cock. It only made the pleasure rush further in the other driver.

"You have no idea what you do to me, Lance. My angel. Every day I see you, I am reminded of heaven. And with your lips around my cock, I am able to feel it. You're a good apparent, and teammate. But you were always a better lover." And Fernando watched Lance glow under the praise and the affection.

Lance relaxed a little and continued to work his mouth on Fernando's cock. Collared and adored like a beautiful pet. But he knew that he was much more than some pretty thing in Fernando's orbit. The affection between them was deep. And the want between them was palpable. A thrum ran through the both of them.

"Fuck." Fernando hissed through a tense jaw as he leaned back further against the bed and let Lance continue to pleasure him. With a few more thrusts, Fernando came down Lance's mouth.

Lance relaxed further against the older man as he took down Fernando's cum down his throat. He groaned before he pulled back and went to rest on his heels. But he didn't get too far before Fernando pulled him back in and rubbed his slick cock against the other's face.

Lance squeezed his eye shut and let Fernando's cock rub into him. He felt the softened flesh against his cheek and it only excited him more. Maybe this collar was a good idea after all.

He looked up, his gaze hungry and his tongue out of his mouth. He looked excited and it made Fernando's cock perk up a little. He looked really good, still ready to go after one round. How sweet. Fernando held onto his collar a little tighter and he gripped onto the back of the other man's thighs.

"Hungry thing." The Spanish driver said lowly and Lance always laughed.

"You're killing me, Nando." Lance said. He could taste the older man's cock still in his mouth. He chuckled to himself lowly and held on with such love for Fernando. He gave one last look to the older man, there was a glimmer in his brown eyes as he said, "C'mon. let's see how hard you can yank my leash."

And Fernando wondered if he could get Lance to wear his pretty little teal collar all race weekend.

a/n: hello strollonso community, i hope you welcome me to your humble fandom!

#canuck types #lance stroll #strollonso #f1 fanfic #fernando alonso #aston martin f1 #aston martin #ls18 #fa14 #1418 #f1 #1814 #f1 rpf #formula 1

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livelaughghoul · 6 months ago

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Omg Idk if it would be too much but would you be down to take the same people of the smash or pass list and have a guess weather they are dom, sub or a switch 😭 based on vibes 😭😭😭😭😭 just for fun I promise

I want you guys to know that I am attending court via zoom this morning, and this is being done while waiting for our case to be called. My boss is sitting across me, probably thinking I'm being productive as fuck, but really I'm sitting here ranking these men based off vibes.

I think it goes without saying that this is all being done for fun, nothing I am saying should be taken seriously. I truly do not care about these men in any capacity beyond their ability to drive in funky little circles.

Charles Leclerc: Sub, but he thinks he's a Dom but like it's a joke when he tries it and it just ruins the vibes.

Carlos Sainz: Dom, seems self-explanatory.

Oscar Piastri: Switch, it's always the quiet ones that surprise you.

Lando Norris: Sub, but similar to Charles he likes to think he can Dom but it's hilarious when he tries.

Max Verstappen: Sub, we've all see the clip of him meowing on stream, I feel like this one doesn't need an explanation.

Sergio Perez: I feel like he's a switch, but leans more towards dom.

Nico Hulkenberg: Subs for Kevin.

Kevin Magnussen: Doms for Nico.

Pierre Gasly: Probably dom, but like a fun dom! A cool dom! One that is down with the trends or whatever.

Esteban Ocon: I know this one is gonna surprise some folks, but I think he's a sub.

Alex Albon: SUB, LOL. Do I need to explain?

Franco Colapinto: Switch, 100%.

Logan Sargeant: Sub, because everything about this man screams sad puppy.

George Russell: Honestly? Dom.

Lewis Hamilton: Swich.

Fernando Alonso: Dom, god the vibes are screaming dom.

Lance Stroll: Sub.

Yuki Tsunoda: Hear me out, sub.

Liam Lawson: Probably a dom, but he's mean.

Zhou Guanyu: Sub.

Valtteri Bottas: Switch LOL.

Daniel Ricciardo: Sub, and he's like perfect.

Kimi Kaikkonen: DOM, SO DOM.

Sebastian Vettel: Hear me out, see the vision, dom.

Mick Schumacher: Sub.

Jenson Button: Switch.

Nico Rosberg: Sub, I think. He's a wildcard to me.

Toto Wolff: Dom, this one feels obvious.

James Vowles: Dom, this one also feels obvious.

Peter Bonnington: Probably sub, but god I would let this man dom me.

Daddy Stroll: Switch.

Fred Vasseur: Sub, and he's not proud of it.

Adrian Newey: Again, this is a wildcard, I think sub.

Helmut Marko: He makes me think of emperor Palpatine, so like, idk, probably dom?

Christian Horner: Sub, and he's also not proud of it.

#smash or pass with a twist #f1 #formula 1 #logan sargeant #lewis hamilton #max verstappen #charles leclerc #carlos sainz #toto wolff #george russell #franco colapinto #i need therapy

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orangeblossomsintheair · 4 months ago

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lance stroll is overhated like he hasn’t done anything bad like let’s hate on horner or smth

I SO AGREE!! I WILL START A STROLL AGENDA RN WATCH ME 😤🫵 lance as a messy sub is canon to me idc

#racoon asks #lance stroll #lance is a baby #he’d treat his kids so well #trying to live up to his own dad #dad!lance #an agenda #a lifestyle

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astonmint · 23 days ago

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bakery !

welcome to viv’s bakery, home to a variety of decadent and flavorful treats. peruse the menu and place your order by sending a message through my inbox! thank you for visiting <3

menu !

main desserts

cinnamon apple strudel : enemies to lovers

ripe banana bread : friends to lovers

wild blueberry muffin : academic rivals to lovers

dark chocolate fudge brownie : established relationship

sweet ricotta vanilla cannoli : grumpy x sunshine

strawberry swirl cheesecake : fake dating

semi-sweet chocolate chip cookie : forbidden love

brown sugar cinnamon roll : hurt/comfort

cinnamon crumb coffee cake : mutual pining

butter croissant : slow burn

vanilla with raspberry frosting cupcake : only one bed

cherry cheese danish : love triangle

maple glazed donut : amnesia

peach zest madeleine : forced proximity

pistachio macaron : secret admirer

chocolate chip muffin : he falls first, and harder

dark chocolate pain au chocolat : reunion

vanilla almond pound cake : second chance romance

cranberry orange scone : break-up

vanilla butter shortbread : friends-with-benefits

apple turnover : brother's best friend

additional desserts

chocolate custard éclair : college au

mixed berry fruit tart : royalty au

molasses spice gingerbread cookie : soulmates au

tangy lemon bar : parenting au

hazelnut praline : omegaverse au

pumpkin spice sugar cookie : rockstar band au

blueberry ganache : detective au

refreshments

caramel iced coffee : long fic (1k+ words)

peach iced tea : short fic (under 1k words)

raspberry mint lemonade : smau

cookies and cream milkshake : headcanons

mango pineapple smoothie : texts

extras

sugar : sfw

spice : nsfw

list of spices (if nsfw)

bay leaves : dom!reader

cardamom : sub!reader

ginger : age gap (5+ years)

nutmeg : size kink

paprika : breeding kink

star anise : biting/hickies

served by

#2 : logan sargeant

#3 : daniel ricciardo

#4: lando norris

#12 : andrea kimi antonelli

#14 : fernando alonso

#18 : lance stroll

#55 : carlos sainz jr.

#81 : oscar piastri

#87 : ollie bearman

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f0point5 · 2 years ago

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You asked, and I answered.

Alright, buckle up folks here is my overanalyzed date possibilities list.

First, let’s list out everyone who has been a driver since Max joined in 2015. There are 46 of them (including temporary subs and those who didn’t finish seasons).

Now, let’s cut everyone who joined after 2021 as per your previous answer. Down to 41:

Lando Norris,Yuki Tsunoda, Lance Stroll, Mick Schumacher, Nikita Mazepin, Charles Leclerc, George Russell, Max Verstappen, Alex Albon, Pierre Gasly, Esteban Ocon, Sergey Sirotkin, Nicholas Latifi, Pascal Werhlein, Carlos Sainz, Antonio Giovinazzi, Daniil Kvyat, Kevin Magnussen, Rio Haryanto, Stoffel Vandoorne, Felipe Nasr, Jolyon Palmer, Esteban Gutierrez, Will Stevens, Roberto Merhi, Sergio Perez, Marcus Ericsson, Brendon Hartley, Valtteri Bottas, Daniel Ricciardo, Nico Hulkenberg, Sebastian Vettel, Romain Grosjean, Lewis Hamilton, Robert Kubica, Nico Rosberg, Pastor Moldonado, Fernando Alonso, Felipe Massa, Kimi Raikkonen, and Jenson Button.

Age has to come in now. No one more than 10 years older. That leaves us 33 people:

Then we can cut the REALLY irrelevant (aka people everyone forgets existed) drivers because she simply would never date one of them. Now we’re at 25 options:

Lando Norris, Yuki Tsunoda, Lance Stroll, Mick Schumacher, Nikita Mazepin, Charles Leclerc, George Russell, Max Verstappen, Alex Albon, Pierre Gasly, Esteban Ocon, Nicholas Latifi, Carlos Sainz, Antonio Giovinazzi, Daniil Kvyat, Kevin Magnussen, Stoffel Vandoorne, Felipe Nasr, Sergio Perez, Marcus Ericsson, Brendon Hartley, Valtteri Bottas, Daniel Ricciardo, Nico Hulkenberg, and Sebastian Vettel.

Let’s cut people based on whose vibes would NEVER work with her (and Estie Bestie because he doesn’t work with Max so by extension her). Down to 15 options:

Lando Norris, Lance Stroll, Mick Schumacher, Charles Leclerc, George Russell, Max Verstappen, Alex Albon, Pierre Gasly, Nicholas Latifi, Carlos Sainz, Kevin Magnussen, Stoffel Vandoorne, Marcus Ericsson, Daniel Ricciardo, and Sebastian Vettel.

Now we can cut Max and Mick. So 13 options.

Then we can cut some for not being willing to make a move or not interested. Which leaves us 10 options:

Lando Norris, Lance Stroll, Charles Leclerc, George Russell, Alex Albon, Pierre Gasly, Nicholas Latifi, Carlos Sainz, Stoffel Vandoorne, and Marcus Ericsson.

Now, I think we can cut Alex and George because I don’t think they would get along. So we have 8 left. So we need to consider Lando, Pierre, Carlos, Lance, Charles, Latifi, Vandoorne, and Ericsson. All could vibe IMO.

One date with Lando. I know they’re friends now but I could see him making a move when he realized Max wasn’t before a mutual friend zoning occurred.

Pierre and Carlos would both be ballsy enough to ask her out and I think she would consider a date with either of them. Both are former Max teammates too so they could’ve gotten close then. Both kinda cocky.

Lance is one of my personal favorites. He’s funny, kinda fiesty at times. I don’t think she would care about the nepo aspect and he’s friends with Mick so the intro is there. Plus we’ve seen the pic of her and Lance so we know they’re at least casual friends.

Charles could work too. Casual with Max, not over the top, good driver. No obvious reason against him.

Latifi is funny, doesn’t take himself too seriously, and could’ve been a single date.

Vandornne is also Dutch. Could be a pro there for them. Maybe met him a bit growing up because of it. Don’t know enough about his vibes to totally rule him out. He’s a Formula E champ, which would be a pro.

Ericsson is also there. Does decent in Indy which is a plus. I just have a feeling it’s not him for truly no real reason.

My guesses at which I’m order or likelihood is:

Lando

Lance

Pierre

Vandornne

Carlos

Latifi

Charles

Ericsson

I feel like I have to have at least 1 of the 3 in those final 10. I’d like to think all 3 but there could be a curevball in there idk. There’s also a shot in potentially missing someone in my original 46.

- 🤠

THIS. THIS RIGHT HERE IS THE COMMITMENT WE NEED.

Little cowboy person, I salute you 🫡

That vibe cut was brutal lol

You do indeed have at least 1 correct ;)

The math is 99.999% mathing

I LOVE THIS COMMITMENT LEVEL THOUGH. I’m getting all choked up

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maxillness · 6 months ago

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🇨🇦 || Day 25: Snowballing || LS18 x teammate!reader

Warnings: 18+, blowjob, snowballing, sub!lance, hate sex, mention of violence, cum play (ish), praise kink (if you squint), (slight) mean!reader Wordcount: 0.8k Snowballing or snowdropping is the sexual practice in which one person takes someone's semen into their mouth and then passes it to the mouth of the person who ejaculated the semen, usually through kissing

She and Lance had never been the best of friends, but they kept it outside of the track, never on it

He changed that at quali

They had a fight during the morning, about something neither of them could remember. She had thought he got over it, but damn she was wrong

He had purposely crashed into her, giving them both a DNF, starting at the bottom of the grid in tomorrows race

She was furious to say the least. She wanted to beat that pretty face into the ground. Wanting to see him bleed out on the track

"You have a serious problem, Stroll" She said, barging into his drivers room, closing the door after her

"You're the one barging into a room without knocking" He replied, standing up from the small couch, towering over her

"You drove into me purposely, crashing us both out" Her voice was a little bit raised, hurting her throat slightly "People can easily have a rivalry and keep it off the track, so why the fuck can't you?"

"I don't even know what you have against me" She took a step forward "I only ever wanted to be your friend, wanting this to work out, but no no, daddy's good little boy can't handle a woman as his teammate" She panted slightly "What is it you have against me?"

He didn't answer, words stuck in his throat, and slight flustered from the 'good little boy' "I don't have anything against you" He said low, drawing a confused expression on her face "I just- i think… I needed a way to deal with my feelings towards you" He said barely as a whisper, she almost didn't hear him

"And you thought it was a good idea to start i rivalry? That really isn't the best choice, Lance" Her expression and voice became soft, almost as if she had forgiven him

He blushed at the way she said his name. She never said his name. It sounded 10 times better from her lips than anybody else's

They had both changed into some more comfortable clothes than their suits, so it was easy to notice the growing boner in his pants

"You're really getting off on this, Lance?" He swallowed the lump in his throat and looked into the ground "You want some help with it?" She asked, taking yet another step closer to him

"Mhm" He nodded, raising his head to look in her eyes

She held his waist as she tiptoed up to kiss his lips. Her lips were soft against his. So much softer than he had imagined

She pushed him down on the couch before going to her knees, hands going to the waist band of his sweats. He bucked his hips, allowing her to pull down his sweats and boxers at the same time

She wasted no time, her tongue immediately drawing out to lick the pre cum off of him, earning her a moan he wasted no time to try and hide

She looked up at him shortly; his head was thrown back against the back of the couch, eyes screwed shut, mouth slightly open

She swirled her tongue around him, drawing out a string of moans and cursing, sounds that were music to her ears

She smiled slightly before she went down on him, tongue dragging along his skin, his thighs already shaking slightly

He bucked his hips, trying to get her to move faster. She took the hint and sped up, her jaw starting to hurt slightly, but she didn't mind

She looked up at him as good as she could. She saw the way sweat was starting to form on his skin, hair sticking to his forehead

"Mm- please… So good" He mumbled, almost unable to get words out because of his moans and whimpers

She smiled around him, clenching him slightly, giving him more pleasure, pulling him closer to the edge

"Fuck- yes- just like that. 'M close" She felt him starting to twitch inside her as his thighs shook rapidly, almost trapping her body "Fuck- I'm gonna-" He didn't get to finish his warning before he came in her mouth

She pooped off of him, standing up on sore knees. She kissed him roughly, forcing his lips apart, spitting his load into his mouth

"Swallow your own bullshit" She said, pulling away, wiping away the cum in the corner of his mouth that had slipped "Good boy" She said as he had opened his mouth, showing her he had swallowed

#smut #formula one #dom!reader #lance stroll #lance stroll smut #lance stroll x reader #lance stroll x reader smut #sub!lance stroll #kinktober 2024

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fotbal-motoare-si-adrenalina · 4 months ago

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🏎️ Formula 1 2025: Noile Echipe și Line-up-urile de Piloți

Sezonul 2025 din Formula 1 aduce schimbări importante pe grilă, cu noi aliniamente de piloți și echipe, dar și cu transferuri surprinzătoare. De la întărirea echipelor de top la intrarea noilor echipe și antrenarea unor talente proaspete, 2025 promite să fie un sezon plin de momente electrizante. Iată care sunt noile echipe și line-up-urile confirmate pentru anul 2025!

1. Red Bull Racing

Piloți: Max Verstappen și Liam Lawson

Detalii: Red Bull continuă să domine Formula 1 cu Max Verstappen, campionul mondial. Însă, 2025 va marca un nou început, cu Liam Lawson înlocuindu-l pe Sergio Pérez, devenind colegul lui Verstappen. Această schimbare aduce un suflu nou echipei, iar Lawson va avea ocazia să își demonstreze talentul alături de cel mai bun pilot al momentului.

2. Ferrari

Piloți: Charles Leclerc și Lewis Hamilton

Detalii: Una dintre cele mai mari schimbări ale anului este transferul lui Lewis Hamilton de la Mercedes la Ferrari. Acesta se alătură lui Charles Leclerc într-un aliniament de piloți extrem de puternic. Cu doi dintre cei mai talentați piloți din istoria recentă, Ferrari speră să revină în topul competiției, iar rivalitatea dintre Hamilton și Leclerc va fi cu siguranță un punct de atracție major.

3. Mercedes

Piloți: George Russell și Andrea Kimi Antonelli

Detalii: Mercedes face schimbări și își pune speranțele în tânărul George Russell, care rămâne în echipă. Alături de el va concura Andrea Kimi Antonelli, un alt tânăr talent care a atras atenția în ultimii ani. Mercedes își schimbă direcția cu o abordare mai tânără și promițătoare, iar 2025 va fi un an de tranziție, în speranța regăsirii ritmului câștigător.

4. McLaren

Piloți: Lando Norris și Oscar Piastri

Detalii: McLaren rămâne fidel cu același line-up de piloți din 2024, avându-i pe Lando Norris și Oscar Piastri. Ambii piloți au avut evoluții solide, iar echipa se bazează pe continuitate pentru a construi pe succesul din sezoanele anterioare. McLaren va spera să își îmbunătățească performanțele și să lupte pentru podiumuri.

5. Aston Martin

Piloți: Fernando Alonso și Lance Stroll

Detalii: Aston Martin își păstrează aliniamentul cu Fernando Alonso, care continuă să impresioneze la vârsta de 43 de ani, și cu Lance Stroll, fiul proprietarului echipei, Lawrence Stroll. Alonso aduce experiență și înțelepciune echipei, în timp ce Stroll va încerca să-și consolideze locul în Formula 1 alături de un coleg de top.

6. Alpine

Piloți: Pierre Gasly și Jack Doohan

Detalii: Alpine își menține echipa din 2024, cu Pierre Gasly și Jack Doohan. Deși nu au reușit să spargă dominația echipelor de top, Alpine rămâne o echipă de urmărit, cu ambiții mari și talente promițătoare.

7. Williams

Piloți: Alexander Albon și Carlos Sainz Jr.

Detalii: O schimbare importantă în 2025 este transferul lui Carlos Sainz Jr. de la Ferrari la Williams. Alături de el va concura Alexander Albon, iar Williams speră că acest nou line-up va aduce rezultate mai bune și va încuraja progresul echipei.

8. Sauber/Stake/Audi

Piloți: Nico Hülkenberg și Gabriel Bortoleto

Detalii: Sauber va evolua sub noul nume de Stake F1 Team, având un line-up nou cu Nico Hülkenberg și Gabriel Bortoleto. Hülkenberg va aduce experiență echipei, iar Bortoleto este un tânăr pilot promițător, cu multe așteptări din partea echipei.

9. Haas

Piloți: Esteban Ocon și Oliver Bearman

Detalii: Haas rămâne în mare parte neschimbat, cu Esteban Ocon continuând în echipă. Al doilea loc fiind pentru Oliver Bearman.

10. Racing Bulls

Piloți: Isack Hadjar și Yuki Tsunoda

Detalii: Racing Bulls va avea un line-up tânăr, cu Isack Hadjar și Yuki Tsunoda. Echipa se concentrează pe dezvoltarea de noi talente și speră să își îmbunătățească performanțele în anii următori.

Sezonul 2025 al Formulei 1 aduce un mix de continuitate și schimbare. Cu transferuri de renume, noi echipe și piloti talentați, sezonul promite să fie unul de neuitat! De la rivalitatea dintre Hamilton și Leclerc la promisiunile noilor talente, Formula 1 2025 este gata să ofere spectacol pe fiecare circuit.

#Formula1 #F12025 #LineUpF1 #Piloți #Ferrari #RedBull #Mercedes #McLaren #Williams #AstonMartin #Alpine #Sauber

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hares, bunnies & wolves

fernando alonso & lance stroll

tags: smut/pwp, university au, professor!fernando, graduate students!lance & reader, filming recording, masturbation, dirty talk, slight dom/sub dynamics

fernando knew that maybe it would've been best to simple download one of those older singles' apps and meet a lovely person and finally settle down. but, instead on a saturday night after a few glasses of wine, he was scrolling through his page of subscriptions. the lovely young people who are a little more liberal with what the internet sees.

and fernando loved what he saw. his personal favourites were a couple who were living in the country that he was currently teaching in. he could tell from the accents that they were from canada.

he had been subscribed to you for almost a year now, and still fernando hung to your videos like erotic scripture. fernando was well respected in his area of study, he shouldn't be jerking it off to videos of people who were close to his students' ages. but there he was, lured by a new video with your breasts right in the thumbnail.

the professor should've known that eyeing the breasts of a younger woman like that wasn't a respectable thing to do. but he clicked it anyway, not like he'd ever meet you two.

"look at that, bunny." he purred as he focused the camera on your chest as he jerked himself off with his other hand. the focus was heavily on on your breasts as you plays with your clit. you rubbed your hand up against your slit with a heated passion as the video continued.

fernando couldn't see your face. you both wore plastic rabbit themed masks that protected your identity. but in total fairness, no one was watching for your facial features. you had fat tits and your partner had a big cock. it was all that was really needed.

"look at you, baby girl." hare's voice rang in your head. lance was the hare and you were the bunny. fernando shifted in his seat as he watched the video keenly. lance spoke once more, "you love knowing that guys get off to you, that you put on a little show for our lovely viewers. they pay you to orgasm, dirty bunny." his voice was low, like coals on your soul as you both continued to mutually masturbate.

the older man could feel the tension in his body as he pleasured himself. he licked his lips as he tried to capture all of your body as your breasts jiggled for the camera. you looked like a dirty slut, but fernando loved how lance spoke to you.

"la-hare." you whimpered, "please." you swallowed as he rubbed his cock up against you. pointed the camera at the sight of his length rubbing up against your soft stomach. pre-cum drooled all over your skin in the low pink lighting of your room. he licked his lips, he knew of all the losers who were jerking off to you.

losers like fernando.

who was in bed as he stroked his cock feverishly to the sight of you. the pretty noises you made and how your lover captured your figure in the lighting of our bedroom. a sweet pink for such a dirty activity. fernando felt like a wolf, a wold observing two little rabbits fucking feverishly. with little time or rhythm, just a wanting need that fernando wish he could be a part of. he believed he could make you both feel good. give two sweet rabbits a dominant in their life. but you were both so young, so fernando would just have to be a voyeur to your sexual activities.

the camera shift and lance had your legs wrapped around his waist and his cock slipped into you quickly. his large cock sank in easily due the amount of wetness and lance filmed the sight of it sinking in. he groaned, "fuck, yeah. looks good, bunny. you like that? you like how it feels when you're stuffed full." his words were like honey and you could feel his dark gaze through the mask. you maintained eye contact as you laid out with your hands tangled in the sheets.

lance loved filming you taking him, letting him fuck you. maybe it wasn't the most normal feeling. but all these fools paying money to see your tits, while he got to touch them. while he got to fuck you against the sheets every night, sometimes in other places of your small apartment. fucking you and getting paid for it, that seemed like not a bad way to make some cash.

nothing more beautiful than you with a small stack of fifty-dollar bills in your hand after a weekend of fucking through a box of condoms. however most of the time you worked on the pill and a prayer as lance fucked you. he had already broken enough condoms by being too rough with you.

and while a little stroll baby would be cute, a degree on your wall was more important. lance continued to film you and you bit your bottom lip for a moment. lance asked you how it felt and you replied, "fuck." you swallowed as you almost said his name, "hare, please. fuck, that's it. that's it."

he picked up the pace and your body shook as he fucked you feverishly, "gonna work you all night, bunny. how does that sound, give them their money's worth as i just ruin you. and if my cock gets tired, well, we have a whole collection of little friends to keep the night going." one time he spent half an hour rubbing a vibrator against your clit until you basically were clawing at him to stop and the safe-word was used. with the cameras turned off, he took care of you. he loved you and helped you calm down. but his kindness only turned you on once more and you gave him one last round before you were done.

you held onto the cover's tighter and said, "fuck, please." your eyes closed for a moment as felt the pleasure wash over you. fernando watched that video intently and felt his cock get slick with pre-cum as he gazed at your body being fucked like that.

missionary, spread out like a fine dining meal. fernando had his fair share of beautiful women but he was certain that you'd taste sweeter than any other. he knew he was getting close and continued to move his fist faster.

he was egged on by your moans and pathetic noises. how you withered on the bed as your lover continued to fuck you. a debauched sight of you being fucked quickly and roughly. lance's words were dirty for you and the camera, the sex was heated between the two of you for online enjoyment.

"tell them how good it feels." lance said, "c'mon, little rabbit. be a good girl and tell the nice people at home how it feels to be a cock hungry little slut." his words were like venomous honey, it stung but made you feel so good.

with a few more strokes of his cock at your needy response, fernando came around his fist and the phone almost toppled over when he shifted. he grabbed it with his clean hand and continued to watch while holding it. his cum covered hand stroked his cock at the sight of lance's hand around your throat as you both neared your orgasm.

you were near professionals, but still maintained a certain level of novice that drew fernando in. lance's sexual words were like honey, but his movements showed a lack of sexual knowledge. and while you still came, fernando imagined what a little bit of training for you both could do. he played with his still hard cock as lance choked you slightly and continued to fuck you. it was hard to fuck from the angle, but he did his best.

you both came at the same time and your eyes almost rolled back into your head at the intense feeling. you were near limp by the time lance stopped fucking you and you were coming down from the sexual feeling.

camera pointed in your face, if fernando looked close enough he could see the colour of your eyes and your unfocused gaze. lance asked in a low tone, "so, bunny. any other words to our audience?" his knee rubbed up against your achy slit.

you giggled a little, still out of it, "i wanna tell them, that i'm glad they get to watch me get fucked." then devolved into larger giggles and lance went for you and the video ended.

fernando was left in the glow of the thumbnail with his cock still erect in his hand. he had a feeling this was going to be a long, long night. because the image of your pretty tits and prettier pussy were burned into his mind. and it left him sexual desperate.

fernando was standing in line at the coffee shop on campus, he was quite tired after the escapade of your page last night. late into the evening you and lance had published two more videos.

each made the older man feel his grasp on sanity slip and he thought solely with his cock as he jerked off many more times. he almost dropped his coffee cup when he saw you. you were seated at a nearby table with your laptop open and your pen at your lips. you looked like you were over-thinking. lance was across from you, a coffee cup in his hand and his own laptop over. he was leaned a little more forward to admire you.

but when you giggled when he played with your hair, fernando knew it was hare and bunny. he had to compose himself before he continued walking. after he passed by, he looked over his shoulder and saw you looking at him. you gave him a friendly smile as if he didn't see you choke on cock last night.

fernando tried to forget about it, but while he was still in ear-shot, he heard lance say, "bunny, why don't we get dinner tonight before work." and gave air quotations.

and you giggled and said, "don't call me that outside." your voice dipped lower, but fernando heard. bunny and hare, and the wolf that masturbated to their little fuck sessions, all on the same campus. and as fernando would find out, in the same department. <3

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