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Life update!

hello all! i apologize for not updating the christmas fic event, but 8 days ago i got admitted to the psych ward involuntary. im fine, i just had an episode. but i fully intend on continuing the event, just a tad bit later than intended. Happy holidays everyone!

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O' Christmas Tree - DR3 🍈 (2/12)

Warnings: Language, Alcohol, Drunk kissing

A/N: thank you all for the support on the Lando fic! it means a lot to me :3. Also sorry this is so short im writing this at 3 AM day of, so...

Word count: 494

"Wine, my love?" Daniel smiles as he walks into the family room, glasses in one hand and bottle in the other

You glance up from putting ornament hooks on the newest tree decorations, eyeing your boyfriend warily. "This is a brand-new white couch, Daniel. Get that Malbec at least 6 feet away from it."

He rolls his eyes, but sets the Malbec down as he kneels next to a box labeled 'FRAGILE - CHRISTMAS DECOR'. You two had decided that 11 at night would be the perfect time to drag out ornaments and start decorating.

"Aren't you cold? It's freezing and yet you're wearing shorts." Daniel comments as he digs through yet another ornament box.

"No, because there's this thing called an indoor heater" You tease back, "Have you found the star yet?"

Daniel had been looking for the star for an hour before getting wine, dragging out boxes and tubs of every type of holiday decoration. He had managed to find a back up, a toilet paper doll from his grandmother that smelled like a mixture of cat piss and puke.

"No, but I found your box of ornaments. I'm loving the disco ball snowman with tits. Very...y/n." He laughs, raising his eyebrows to accentuate your name

"Check the box for my star. It's brass solder and red glass." You choose to ignore the jab at your choice of decor, "I'll help since you're drunk"

You kneel across the tub from him, peeling out ornaments and tinsel garlands. You notice Daniel looking up at you every once and a while, his eyes pulling along your body when he thought you weren't paying attention. He feels a heat in his chest as he traces your body, his basketball shorts becoming a tad bit too tight for comfort.

"...hey baby?" As your head moves up to look at him, he moved forward, lips quickly pecking yours. He looks at you with a stupid grin on his lips

"What was that for?" You raise an eyebrow. Danny always had some sort of ulterior motive, whether it be getting in your pants or winning a grand prix.

He remains silent for a second, looking you up and down before he kisses you again. This time, however, his lips don't separate from yours. He shoves the tub to the side, pressing you back until you're laying against the carpet.

Daniel climbs over you, one of his forearms resting next to your head, his other hand on your waist as he kisses you. Hot kisses trail down to the side of your neck, where Daniel begins to suck a hickey into your flesh. "Fuck, Danny..." You whisper, leaning your head back so he has more room to kiss.

But suddenly, his forearm slips from underneath him, sending his fist straight into the bottle of Malbec. And sending Malbec into the couch. You let out a quick gasp, looking up at the mess.

"...sorry babe...merry Christmas?" He giggles, looking down at you

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Keeping Warm - LN4 🍋 (1/12)

Warnings: Smut under the cut, some cursing, lando being a perv, fem!pronouns, fem!anatomy

A/N: My first ever fic! i hope yall like it, gimme some feedback on what to improov upon in the comments pls :3

Word Count: 882

It was -5°C outside, cold covering everything it could, inconsiderate of broken heaters and electricity-dependent 20 year olds. So, you and Lando, pretty much. "Dammit, my phones almost dead." Lando softly whines, phone in hand as he walked out of the bedroom, "You wouldn't happen to have a spare power bank, would you?" The snow storm had blown out all the power for the city, leaving everything electronic screwed until the storm blew over. This included phones, chargers, microwaves, ovens, fridges, and the such.

You glance up from your book, watching your boyfriend flop down onto the bed in front of you. "No dice. My turn for a question: Have you found any extra blankets?"

He moves his head to the side, jokingly glaring at you. "Oh, because I'm your little slave that's only here to provide warmth. I forgot, sorry."

It's your turn to glare. You loved your boyfriend, but he was a bit dramatic at times. Times = always. "Slut is the preferred term, but That works too."

"....Wellllllll..." Lando looks at you with an evil grin, "What if your slut had a new way to keep you warm?"

"But my book!" You groan as it's snatched from your hands

"C'mon, baby," Lando coaxed, sliding off of the couch and sitting down in front of you, "not even for your poor, sad, lonely, desperate, hopeless boyfriend?"

"Wow, not dramatic at all" You retort, putting your computer to the side and looking down at him

"Cmon. the heaters broken, we don't have a fire place, and we've already used all the blankets. Name a better way to keep warm."

Lando grab your knees, spreading them apart and kissing up your thighs. His eyes flick up to yours, clouded with lust as he gets closer to your core.

"Lan." You hum softly

"Yeah?" He muses in return, peppering kisses up and down your thighs, teasingly switching to the other each time he gets close to your core. He knew what he was doing, and was planning on milking it for as long as possible.

"...If, and that's a strong if, I let you get what you want, then do you promise to let me do my work later?" You say quietly, looking down at the beautiful boy between your thighs

"Mhm...promise baby, I promise..." Lando's words are slurred slightly, his lips prioritizing kisses more than words at the moment

You shift on the couch slightly, hooking your thumbs under your waistband. Lando looks up at you, moving a hand from your thigh to grab onto your shorts. he slides his fingers around next to yours, tugging your shorts and panties down to your knees. His eyes roam over the newly exposed skin, hands unhooking your bottom layers from around your leg.

"You okay with this?" Lando checks with you, looking up at you

"Yes, I am. You?" You smile down at him

"More ready than I've ever been." He breathes, his hands moving your thighs apart. His lips ghost against your thighs, rushing to your core. He briefly hesitates before his tongue slowly licks up and down your cunt a few times. His lips wrap around your clit, rolling it in his mouth gently.

"Ah..." You gasp, one of your thighs lifting up in attempt to move your cunt closer to Lando. His hand reaches up and grabs it, using it to pull you against him. Your back was against the couch, legs thrown over Lando's shoulders. Your wet cunt was perfectly level with his face as he sat on the floor, right in front of the couch.

He detaches his lips from you, letting go of one of your thighs. He brings his hand up to his mouth, licking two fingers wet. He slides his fingers up and down your folds, spreading the spit-and-slick mixture around. Once he deems you wet enough, he slips two fingers into your heat.

"Oh, fuck!" You cry out, back arching at the new sensation. Lando grins, tongue going back to thrashing around your clit. As he makes out with your cunt, his free hand grips your thigh and pulls it against him to stop you from slipping away.

He loved you like this. He loved you always, but this was a special side of you that was just for him. Only he could make you feel this way and that was practically enough for him to cum on the spot. Or make you cum on the spot.

His index finger pulls out, giving just enough room for his tongue to replace it. His tongue undulates inside you as his middle finger pumps in and out. His eyes dreamily close as feels his tongue begin to be constricted. Realizing that you were about to cum, he gives a few last good sucks to your cunt.

With a final wave of pleasure, you sink into your orgasm. Heat from your core presses down and then explodes all over your body. You become numb to everything except how Lando drinks up your soul.

As the waves die down, you become aware of everything around you. Lando moves over to the side of you, crossing his arms underneath his head as it lays on the sofa cushion on your right. He grins, looking you up and down.

"Warm enough now?"

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Request/Ask box is open! feel free to request fluff, smut, or anything like that!

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Christmas Fic List!

Day 1/12: Keeping Warm/Lando Norris🍋

Day 2/12: O Christmas tree/Daniel Ricciardo 🍈

Day 3/12: Snowed In/Zhou Guanyu 🍊

Day 4/12: Mistletoe/Franco Colapinto 🍊

Day 5/12: Gingerbread houses/Max Verstappen 🍊

Day 6/12: Wrapping Gifts/Oscar Piastri 🍋

Day 7/12: Iceskating/George Russell 🍊

Day 8/12: Christmas Party/Lewis Hamilton 🍊

Day 9/12: Secret Santa/Carlos Sainz 🍈

Day 10/12: Spiked Eggnog/Charles Leclerc 🍋

Day 11/12: (Not so) Ugly Christmas sweaters/Fernando Alonso 🍈

Day 12/12: Christmas Morning/All the boys! 🍈

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Masterlist!

F1

Christmas 2024

Max Verstappen:

Lando Norris: Oscar Piastri:

Charles Leclerc:

Carlos Sainz:

Franco Colapinto:

George Russell:

Lewis Hamilton:

Fernando Alonso:

Daniel Ricciardo:

Logan Sargeant:

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Prompts!

Forced proximity

general prompts

angst prompts

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