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Billion Dollar Baby - Grid x Billionare! Reader x Lewis Hamilton (Rom) Part 4
Plot: Girlie loves Formula One, but she also loved Chaos and Drama so she offers the FIA/ the F1 Teams 300 million to do a race … for her under her rules!
After your holiday with Lewis you spent more and more time with him. It started our as just little dates here and there, going to events with him as his plus one. Whatever you asked each other to do you were there no matter if it was a 5 minute drive or 14 hours flight.
It had been going so well that you guys had considered moving back in together into the old house you'd let Lewis keep when you guys had split up, it wasn't like you were going to be homeless.
In all that time it had been getting closer and closer to the charity race. You'd been going back and forth between Lewis and then the teams making sure the track was ready and everything was ready to go. Tickets had sold out, the money being pooled to be sent to a chosen charity.
Now you were free and Lewis had flown you out to Paris. There was some E-Sports event going on that you paid money and sponsored one of the teams with one of your companies and you always liked checking and seeing how they were doing. He'd come to the games with you and watched your team win before you guys went around Paris seeing the various art galleries, being taken behind the scenes and seeing some of their exclusive collections.
You guys walked along the Seine before taking a stereotypical picture with the Eiffel Tower in the background.
People caught you and of course it was out on the media on all the gossip pages that you and Lewis had rekindled your relationship and were most likely back together.
You guys didn’t feel the need to hide anything because you and Lewis had dated previously. And now that you guys had found what you had before it was like you guys didn’t want to waste all your time again dancing around the fans when they’d been through the whole soft launch to hard launch fiasco.
You did want to post the pictures you'd gotten from your beachy escape with Lewis, but with the charity race coming up you genuinely didn't have a chance to update your socials with a whole post. You were normally very active on all your medias making sure to update your followers with what was going on in your world.
Eventually it was time for the charity race and it worked the same way as a normal race weekend would. Media Day happened on the Thursday, all the teams and drivers talked about their excitement to be in FP1 and see what the car felt like and how different they’d find it from their current teams car.
FP1 and FP2 happened on the Friday everyone getting a feel for the car and the teams reporting how they got along with the driver and the drivers reporting with how they got along with the car.
You were excited and didn’t really mind what happened in the end of the race you were just happy you could do this for a really good cause that all the teams cared about enough to agree with this.
Saturday was incredible there were times when you saw from the cameras facing the crowd that they were on edge seeing how quickly some drivers were taking the corners.
In the end the grid looked chaotic with both teams and drivers in places that they wouldn't be on a normal race weekend. It was fun to see all the drivers push the car to the max, and you could tell by walking through some of the grandstands undercover that the fans were having the best time.
After everything for the Saturday wraps up, you head back to the hotel, having a quick dinner sent to your own suite. It was a nice creamy chicken and pesto pasta with a side of salad and garlic bread. Sitting in your room alone whenever you travelled always made you feel extra lonely. Even if you'd been around people all day, it could still feel incredibly empty in moments like this.
You decide to message the only person you can think to text in a moment like this, and Lewis replies almost instantly offering to come up with his own food he'd just recently ordered to his room.
You guys sit together, talking through the race and what he thought of the car. However you could tell he just wanted to get back to his Mercedes.
"I want you to at least move up three positions tomorrow, i know it's not the most competitive car but show them what you can be made of. I know it's been rough for you but this is you're time to show them you still have the spark i see" you told him and his you could see the way his eyes lit up.
"Yeah, ill do it. But i'll be dedicating it to you" he grins with that laugh of his that had made you fall in love with him all those years ago and it felt like you were falling back in love all over again.
But can you really fall back in love with someone, it was a question you can imagine would start eternity long debates with philosophers and philanthropists, but to you, you honestly couldn't tell.
The next morning came and you'd stirred awake in the early hours of the morning to Lewis leaving, you'd attempted to get up with him however he'd lightly pushed you back down tucking you in and leaving you with a kiss on your forehead.
Now it was around 9am and you looked to your left seeing a breakfast had been left for you. A sweet note and a rose was on the side next to the various dishes on the cart, Lewis.
You made quick work of eating, not wanting to be any later or miss anymore of the day as it was one you'd been looking forward to for a long time.
Once you got to the paddock, media hustled around you from all different outlets. Whether it was Vouge, F1 Insider, the Sun all of them were wanting some of your time to ask about the charity race.
"Y/N, What gave you the inspiration to create a charity race" one gentlemen asks pushing a mic closer to your face, his camera guy ahead of you walking backwards getting the shot of you as you near towards the Mercedes garage.
"Well, i've always had a love for the sport and giving to charity has always been a big part of my life even before the businesses and the money so being able to bring the two together is really just a dream come true and it's so exciting to see everyone getting involved both the teams and the drivers. I even saw earlier today that fans have started to donate to the various charities drivers have been mentioning over the last few weeks" you say a smile on your face happy to be talking about something you've created.
As you continue talking now having been stopped by the sheer volume of people flocking to you, you can feel a familiar presence behind you. You cock your head a little meeting Lewis' gaze. He was smiling that proud partner smile when you cant help but be elated with something that the one you love had accomplished.
No matter how many times you heard from everyone today how well the event was, or what a good idea it was, or what
As the day moves on the cars are ready and the drivers are lined up on the grid after completing the formation lap. You watch from the hospitality suite seeing the start be cleaner than most people anticipated. People assumed it would be an absolute dive where drivers shouldn't would be in different cars than theyre used to.
However the rest of the race made up for that. Lando was a tyrant in the Red Bull, storming through the field just like Verstappen was, but you could hear the engineer telling him to play it safer at certain corners where he was becoming too cocky and loosing a little grip and skidding round rather than smoothly turning.
Others who were used to driving a fast car and now in one of the cars lower down the track were showing really why they were some of the best drivers, taking a bottom of the pack car and keeping it in the mid field while other drivers were struggling in faster cars not used to how much pressure comes with it.
The race ended, Lewis and Max had been racing too hard against each other in the Mid Field crashing themselves and Nico out of the race. Lando had prevailed in the Red Bull but because of car issues, dropped down to P3 in his last stint.
"Well that was a disaster" Lewis had laughed the minute he found you, pulling you into a hug from behind.
"Well... it wasn't your car. I'm not shocked it went to shit. Especially with you and Max in the exact same car" you laugh thinking of the intense 4 laps where they were constantly dancing with one another, either alongside each other or dipping and diving around one another to attempt to overtake.
"It was fun though, seeing a different car, you were right" he smiles.
"I'm always right aren't i?" you grin
"Yes you are, however could i forget" he expresses before a kiss is placed on your forehead, his hand now cupping your to spin you around to face him.
"Media wants to talk, but after that i want to go home" he says and you hadn't heard him use that word in ages, he kept the house you guys had brought together in England while you'd moved to one of your other places further up north and in the countryside.
"Home sounds nice" you admit, placing a slight kiss on his cheek but of course, camera clicks were now all you could hear. This would for sure confirm you and Lewis were back together, but now that the charity race was completed you were happy to take the time to be what Lewis now needed with the changes that he'd been talking to you about when you were both together.
Leaving a team that'd you'd been with for the majority of your career was a big change and you knew he will need someone there for him, someone stable and present and you were now at a point in your career that you could be that for him.
"Thank you, Y/N seriously" he says before kissing your cheek one last time and moving away and heading to the media pen.
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user1: just got last minute tickets to the charity race! 🏎️
I cannot remember the last time I posted but I took a massive break due to burn out. Writing was something I really used to enjoy and it became something like I felt I was being forced to do!
I think when I started expanding fandoms and doing things from Acotar and Fourth Wing I started to realise just how much I was taking on. After taking that massive break I feel like I’m ready to come back and continue!
I hope I haven’t lost too many off you! And that you’ll be patient with me on my return to writing on here for you guys! One of the things I missed most was the interactions and seeing your guys comments!!
Plot: you used to be with Reiner before his betrayal and it’s your first time seeing him after all this time.
Warnings: hate sex, p in v, fingering, semi-public, 18+, Minors DNI
Reiner Braun.
That name came with a lot of baggage. You hadnt heard it for years now, whenever anyone brought up the past you swifly moved away from the conversation and Captian Levi tended not to include you in the team meeting's when they'd bring up anything outside of Paradis.
But now Eren had left you guys and after receiving many cryptic letters from him explaining the outside world, Marley and of course the fact he'd seen Reiner.
Everyone had asked if you'd be okay going with the potential of seeing your ex and youd of course argued that you were ready but you really didnt know if you were.
On the day of the raid you'd spotted him and had actually stopped, one of the other Titan shifter, the small one who'd succeeded the Jaw Titan had nealry gotten to you if it wasn't for Jean coming into save you.
And then you'd all met on Paradis, to fight against Eren and he'd looked so sad and mournful. He'd tried to tallk to you on the day he'd originally seen you which is why you'd frozen torn between going to him or walking away. Neither of those options had happened.
But now here he was in front of you, looking as though he could fall to his knees any minute and beg for you back. He'd always been a yearner and you hated him for that. You actually hated him for a lot of things.
"I-" he starts but you hold your hand up. You didn't want to hear it.
"Don't, not after everything that's happened. Not after what YOU did to me" you say, a nasty snarl curling on your face.
"I know, i know but can you ... can you just listen to me?" he asks and your turn away from him, not saying a word and thinking about his request.
"Well... I'm listening" you spit out. You didn't even need to be as mean as you were to him but you really did hate him.
"Please, can you turn around and look at me - i don't want to speak to your back. I want to see you" he requests and hot angry tears breach your waterline. You spin round to meet his gaze your neck bent to look up at the bulging man towering over you, his normally chislled face looking older and more tormented than you remember.
"I hate you" you say to him, the tears freely coming down your cheeks now as you look into his eyes.
"I don't think you do, not fully" he sighs and you look down knowing just how right he was.
Even though he was a traitor and he'd kidnapped you and Eren, and fought you and all your friends, all the lies he'd told you couldn't help that fact you'd fallen in love with him.
"Why?" you ask looking back up at him hoping for answers.
"Why what?" he asks, tears of his own coming down his face.
"Why did you leave me! You could have told us and explained what happened we would have protected you from Zeke and Bertholt if you'd just been honest with us" you say angrily pushing his shoulder back as you get closer to him. And before you can even begin to rant again his lips are encasing yours, his tongue slipping into your mouth.
And you kiss back.
You melted the minute his strangely soft lips were on yours, your hands gripping at the lapells of his white military style jacket.
"Stop, what are you doing?" you ask pushing him back but his strong arms kept you close enough to watch the hurt form in his eyes as he watches you try to back away.
He doesn't say anything, just leans back in. He's stopped before his lips make contact with yours as your hand meets the side of his face, he recoils a little shocked holding his cheek.
"I hate you" you grit out and his expression softens further which you didn't even know was possible as he was the most broken and softest he'd ever looked around you right now.
"I just need to feel you. Even if its one last time, because i don't think you do truly hate me. You loved me at one point and those feelings cannot have just disappeared" he offers and the furrow in yoir brow deepens.
"Disappear like you did? You left me... theres an very thin line between love and hate. One that you've already crossed" you argue back and he just smiles looking away into the trees back to camp for a few seconds before sighing.
"Lines are parallel" he offers and you look at him confused.
"What?"
"Lines, they are parallel and easy to go back and forth on. No matter how thin it is you said it theyre connected which means you can come back to loving me from that hate" he offers and something stirs in you.
He was serious about making amends.
And with the way things were looking right now it wasn't looking like you'd all survive until the next evening because of what Eren had unleashed.
"Fuck you" you say pulling him in closer kissing his lips passionately. You keep a hold of his beefy arms and his gentle yet rough hands come up to cup your face.
"I knew you'd come back to me" he grins a happy yet soft smile on his face before he starts to kiss up your exposed neck.
"This doesn't change what you did to me and I still hate you" you admit and he can tell your words are what you believe. You do think you hate him, but he doesnt believe you actually do.
"I know, hate me though because I want to always remain in your mind even if the thoughts arent pleasant" he says as he reaches down into the pants of your uniform pushing your underwear out the way so that he has better access. He rubs soft circles on your clit making your back arch into him the top leaning agaisn the tree for support.
"You really are the worst with all that chat" you laugh looking into his eyes as his finger dips in making your mouth fall open at the senstation. You hadnt been with anyone since Reiner, maybe you did still love him, or it could be that you hated him so much that you couldn't move on with him constantly in your mind.
His fingers move just as they had once before and it was like after all these years he remembered what you liked and the way your body reacted to him. It was like he was an expert of you body and the soft moans and groans coming from you that were something between his name and you cursing him out were just proof of this fact. It didn't take long for the work of his fingers to get you to reach your first high of the evening. You lean into his strong arms catching your breath as he helps hold you up supporting you.
"I think you need to do that again so i can really judge just how much i hate you" you say shyly not daring to look up at him but a finger under your chin has you meeting those honey eyes dipped in false hope.
"Oh yeah?" he says and it was like he was when you first met him, first fell in love with his cocky demeanor.
"Yes"
He doesn't waste any time unbuckling your pants before working on his own and slipping his hard length out that had been strained against his briefs the second he'd laid eyes on you, his beautiful and perfect girlfriend.
And yes, he still considered you his girlfriend as he'd never officially broken up with you.
His arms lift you up so your fully against the tree, your shirt protecting you a little from the rough bark but after all the pain you'd experienced as a soldier it was minor. One of his arms held you up under your thighs while his other reached down to position his cock in between your legs ready to slip into your glistening folds,
"You left, i should be sliting your stupid stupid throat right now" you gasp as he bullies his cock into you tight walls that hadnt had anything in them since the last time you'd seen him.
Your hands come around his throat in a tight but not air-contricting grip that had a manly deep groan followed by a small whimper come from the very back of his throat.
"Fuckkkkkk you feel good" he breathes out as his hips give a testing thrust in and out that has you reeling forward, your arms no longer squeezing his neck had fallen around his shoulders pulling agsisnt the soft yet grubby fabric of his own shirt.
"I hate you so much" you grist out as you kiss across his stubbly jaw down to his neck as he bounces you on his cock while simultaneously thrusting in and out. You hadnt felt this much pleasure in a long time and you were so close to finishing for the second time that night. You could tell Reiner was as well with the way he was twitching inside of you.
More moans come from him with gasps of pleasure and calls of your name before you're both reaching your highs.
"God, i missed you so much i should have never left you" he says and theres a wetness on your shoulder. You look down at him to see tears in his eyes.
"I'm so sorry" he says, a little blubbery and you manage to stop yourself from rolling your eyes.
"You always were pretty pathetic, but ive always loved the pathetic ones" you smile softly holding the sides of his face.
Looking down - Esteban Ocon x Reader Kinktober 2025
Plot: Esteban has always loved having a smaller girlfriend that’s pocket sized as he loves to manhandle you into your bed.
Warnings: Size kink, eating out, fingering, p in v, sex, SMUT, 18+ Minors DNI
Esteban had always been view as one of the taller drivers on the grid. It was rare to find big bulky or tall drivers as the lighter the car the quicker it went so really George and Esteban were making two of the anomalies on the grid when it came to driver height. All the rest of them averaged out at about 5’8.
But Esteban had been gifted with height. And with that came daring all kinds of girls. He’d dated tall and slender Scandinavian women, short and curvy Italian girls.
After dating the height from 5’1 all the way to 5’11 he’d always preferred being with a shorter girls. There was just something about the way he felt being that much bigger than them.
It was then that he realised he did in fact have a size kink. Whenever he looked down at you from towering over you he had what he could only really describe as this primal like urge to just toss you over his shoulder and flip you over onto the bed.
And that’s exactly what he’d done the minute you’d come down in one of his team shirts that was absolutely swamping your figure and panties. You’d just started to get you’re bowl of cereal when you felt the mass that was his presence behind you.
“Hey” you say sleepily but before you can even put the spoon in your bowl your twisted round and hoisted over his shoulder and very swiftly taken back to the bedroom.
“God you can’t come down the stairs looking like this is you ever wanna be on time” he groans before chucking you back on the bed climbing up his large frame now leaning over you supported by his hands in the mattress.
“My cereal” you complain and he looks at you like you’ve grown two heads.
“The cereal can wait! I want my breakfast first” he grins pulling you in closer to him, before shuffling down the bed spreading your legs apart. He could see the growing wet spot on the cotton gray panties you were wearing and the more he kisses your thighs the larger that spot grew.
After a few minutes of biting and teasing he gave you the benefit of the doubt brushing his nose up your clothes folds and to your clit before pulling the panties completely off. He flings them across the room before you can feel his soft hair on either of your thighs and his tongue dip in to your weeping hole.
His large nose bumped against your clit every time his jaw moved in motion to continue eating you out at a torturing pace. You hated it and loved it at the same time. Constantly on the edge but not quite enough.
Until he added a finger that is. All of you senses become overwhelmed and you found your hips working in tandem with your large lover in between your thighs as you rocked against his face and hand.
Groans came from the both of you and the ones from him only added further to the immense pleasure you were feeling. You would never ever get over moments like this with Esteban.
As his finger gets deeper and reaches that one part inside you that has gasps tumbling from you mouth you feel a searing heat pulse through your body as your eyes screw shut and your first orgasm of the night occurs.
“Fuck Est” you cry out as your grip onto his hair not knowing what else you can do as he keeps going despite you having finished. You could feel the tension building again and despite the fact that your bundle of nerves was overstimulated you couldn’t help but rock against his face once more.
“Don’t stop, please don’t stop” you beg and he doesn’t. He continues to lick eat and slurp at everything you’re giving him and he can’t help but grip your hips tightly. You yourself keep your hands in his hair as your back arches as you feel that familiar tingle in your lower stomach.
For the second time this morning he’s bringing you to you high. This orgasm is more violent and forceful than the last and you can’t help but have your legs shake. His large hands rub up and down your body trying to soothe you back to reality.
“Think you can take my cock one time as well Mon cœur?” He asks and you think you not but still being half asleep mixed with two orgasms already you aren’t too sure what that looked like.
“Come back to me” he says rubbing a delicate finger across your cheek as you mind starts to come back around. The haze he could see around you mind slowly disappearing until your eyes meet his.
“There she is. You want to go again?” He asks one more time just to make sure and you nod. His trousers are pulled down and his lengthy cock slaps up against his stomach.
His body practically covers you as he leans down holding your hands up above your head. He holds his cock slipping it in and you gasp. No matter how many times he took you like this there would always be that shock factor of just how big he actually was. Not just height but his whole form made you feel safe and protected as it almost caged you into the bed.
His thrusts start of soft and gentle as he eases his way in until he’s finally bottomed out and he’s raising your leg to come over his shoulder while he holds the other one down. His thrusts in and out have you griping in the sheets, crumpling them in your fingers and you head twisting back and forth in pure bliss.
“Esteban” you cry out as you start to try meet his thrusts despite his tight grip on you. You could practically feel him in your stomach and he loved pressing down on your stomach just to feel himself thrusting in and out of you hitting that one spot that was making all these delicious sounds come out of you.
“Fuck, Doudou” he cries as his legs shake. His cum shooting into you before he collapses on top of you. He’s careful not to put his full weight on you but you always said you loved to feel himself thrusting fully against you after wards. The skin on skin made you feel safe and warm and if that’s what you wanted he’d give it to you.
“I love you so much” you say, kissing across his neck while you feel him soften inside you.
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I wanna show them who you belong too - Levi Ackerman x Reader Kinktober 2025
Plot: Levi sees you talking with another cadet whose got his mind on way more than a friendship with you and he wants to show these nobodies who you belong to.
Warnings: Markings, biting, tits, sex, p in v, SMUT, minors DNI
You were just talking to one of the newest recruits of the Scout Regiment. You were originally Military Police, now Scout. And you were always talked with helping new recruits transition from cadets to Scouts.
So you were talking with Jean and of course he had something to say, he always had something to say.
“So what do you guys do for fun around here I’m sure you know now that you’ve been here a few years longer” he says leaning on the table and you couldn’t help but laugh and shake your head.
“You think being in the scouts we have any fun? I’ve watched friends die everyday for the last 3 years. I don’t really fancy going out for a Pot Roast on a Sunday” you laugh at him and his face immediately flushes Red from embarrassment.
“Y/N can I borrow you a moment?” Levi asks from behind you and you roll your eyes at his sharp tone that you knew was covered in jealousy.
“Yes Captain Ackerman” you grin before following him to his office. A hand goes to the small of your back as he guides you to the office.
“You know you gotta be nicer to the cadets” you say as he shuts the office door locking it with a click behind him.
“I hate that Erwin decided to have you talk to the new cadets. They ALWAYS try and take what’s mine” he says with a frown in his face.
“Mmmmm you’re like a mardy old man” you grin at him teasingly before he pulls you closer to him.
“I’m not mardy nor am I old” he complains before pulling you into a passionate kiss. His hands grip your waist as he tilts his head up to meet yours.
“I don’t want anyone else to have you. I wanna show them who you belong to” he says kissing across the most accessible place which happened to be your neck. He nibbles and bites at the sensitive flesh creating red marks of his affection dotted all over your neck.
“Levi stop, is Commander Erwin sees he’ll punish us both” you admit with a giggle as you try and pull back.
“No, no stopping until your covered in my mark” he says starting to undress you out of your Scouts uniforms, taking it off bit by bit until your naked in front of him. He leans in, taking one of your boobs in his mouth, grinning at hearing the sounds of delight come out of your mouth.
He’s created red and purple bruises all over them. He loves to see these ones as he knows he’s the only one that will ever get to see them. The ones on your neck are simply a warning to others that you are in fact a taken woman.
“Fuck” you moan out as he pins you to the desk. He slips his own cock out if his black pants, slapping it lightly against your clit. You got to clench your legs together but his hand stops you, a tight grip now on your thigh that’s bound to now have a hand print on it.
He slips himself in with a groan of pleasure that comes right from the back of his throat something almost guttural.
“You’re so beautiful and all mine” he moans holding you completely still as he thrusts into you the desk below moving back and creaking with every one. He’s far to into the moment of feeling you around him warm and wet to even bother notice any of his important paper work flying off the table and too the floor.
“L-Levi I -“ you start but no words are able to come out of your mouth, not even a cohesive thought is in your mind.
“Tell me baby, tell me who you belong to” he moans, his dick hitting the spongey part inside you that makes you turn too a pile off goo.
“You, it’s always been you” you moan, holding onto his shoulder now forcing you hips to join his momentum despite the fact he was trying so hard to hold you still and obedient but you wanted to help.
“None of these silly cadets would even know how to treat a woman like you” he says looking at you for the first time since he’d slipped inside you. Your eyes watch his beautiful grey ones that right now have the rarest sparkle in them, one that your convinced only you have seen.
“Coz you’re the only one that knows me inside out” you say as his hand reaches down to start rubbing your clit. At the same moment he goes back to mark up the most visible parts of your neck that he knew people would be able to see through your uniform when you were training the newest recruits tomorrow.
In his head the pleasure of being inside you was far too good, but that stupid part of his brain that wanted you just for himself couldn’t stop thinking about Jean and the way he looked at you.
“Would you even go for that twerp you were talking to?” He asks, his thrusts slowing down to become deeper and more meaningful making you cry out as you feel him slam against your deepest insides that he could physically reach.
“Of course not” you laugh lightly looking into his eyes again before you sigh into his shoulder biting down on his own collarbone as he reaches a particular part inside you that has you tightening around him and crying out his name over and over again.
He joins you coming deep inside you. Always causing how it made much less mess if he came inside. You thought he just wanted an excuse to keep you at home and in then office away from any other male that breathed.
“Fuck” you breath out your hands coming down to support yourself on the desk as he pulls out of you with a soft gasp from the pair of you.
“Never want you talking to that Jean guy okay? Or Eren, or that Reiner guy, something up with him” Levi says before pulling you in close to him before helping you slip your clothes back on.
Those are mine, no? - Lando Norris x Reader Kinktober 2025
Plot: Lando Norris has always wanted to get your attention but he shouldn’t really do it by constantly coming into your hotel room just to get your panties.
Warnings: panty stealing, Lando desperate , sex smut, etc 18+ Minors DNI
Lando had always seen you as a challenge.
You were one of the engineers for McLaren and he’d always found you super attractive whether it was you in your loose team gear as you worked on his car or at the after party in a tight little dress with red lipstick on.
Whatever it was made him go crazy.
But the thing is you seemed unobtainable in his eyes as any kind of advance he made you immediately shut him down.
But he wanted you so badly, he’d never felt like this before about a person.
So he’d start to make stupid excuses to come into your hotel room. Like asking you questions about repairs on his or Oscars car, and the aerodynamics in it. He didn’t have a clue anything you were rattling off or understand anything you were showing him in your notes books. But you were so into explaining it to him that you did see when he took panties from both you clean case and dirty laundry pile in your hotel room en-suite while he excused himself to borrow your bathroom.
Where you were constantly travelling for work you just thought some of them were getting lost in the hotel laundry services which was a given because of the amount of odd socks you owned.
You never wouldn’t even imagined it was Lando.
Not until you found him with his cock wrapped round a pair of them as he moved his hand up and down so the soft cotton fabric of them was rubbing against his skin.
It was just a mere whim that you’d passed by his hotel room on. You weren’t even supposed to be on that floor but the ice dispenser on your floor had broken and you had wanted ice. So you’d taken the metal tin from your room all the way up to the next floor that had one which happened to be the floor Lando was staying on.
Then you’d just wandered past his room where the door was slightly ajar. As if he’d not such it properly on his way in, and that’s when you heard soft groans coming from inside.
You immediately panicked thinking that your driver was hurt and in some kind of immense pain before the weekend but as you’d burst through the door CPR and mouth-to-mouth ready all you saw was the brunette male hunched over himself looking down at his glistening cock that was wrapped in some kind of fabric.
“Oh my god” you say embarrassed before turning away and looking at the closet in the room.
Lando makes his eyes go wide before he grabs the sheet pulling it over him as much as possible to hide what he was doing.
“What the hell are you doing here?” He asks looking around his room, you take a testing glance back seeing he’s now covered up.
“Your door was open on a tilt and I heard what sounded like you were in immense pain not immense pleasure” you laugh out, not really knowing how to handle this experience.
In all honestly you’d always found Lando particularly charming. He was sweet and persistent and he was ever so loyal to the team that you could help but wonder if that was in all aspects of your life. You were sworn off dating in teams as your last relationship is what caused you to switch teams.
But seeing Lando, and his wide blown eyes and red cheeks of embarrassment you couldn’t help but feel bad for him.
“Oh my god I’m so embarrassed…” he groans and you laugh a little hoping to humour him and see if that makes him feel any better. But you notice the panties next to him, the ones that were in his hands.
They were yours.
How in the hell did he have your underwear?
“How-“ you start to gesture to the panties but he interrupts with a groan off embarrassment. He starts to try hide them under the quilt but it has you stalking forward at the speed of lightening taking them out of his hand.
They were damp and glistening with his precum but they were most definitely yours. The distinct cherry pattern on them. They were yours.
“Those are mine, no?” You ask him and he folds in on himself even more.
“Oh god this is just getting worse. Look it’s not as bad as it seems and I can explain” he offers and you cross your arms waiting for him to finish.
“You know I’ve always had the biggest crush in your and by chance I found them in the washing machine in the last hotel we were at and I planned to give them back to you this weekend when I would inevitably ask you about the car but … I just … I dunno they were there and they were so soft and argh god im so embarrassed” he cries his face falling into his hands.
“Hey it’s okay, I … I don’t mind you using them” you smile a little. Maybe trying something with Lando wouldn’t end the way your last relationship did, If it even had to end at all.
“Huh what?” He asks head shooting up in shock.
“I get it, they’re soft with a little lace on the outside that probably feels good right? But you know what might feel better? The real thing” you whisper in his ear leaning closer to him before pulling him into a kiss.
You slowly push him back on the mattress guiding the whole situation on your own. You pull his top off, before doing your own so it met his on the floor with a light thud. You show him your panties under your skirt and the groan that comes out of him had your panties soaked if they aren’t already.
You pull your panties to the side taking his dick in your hand before placing him at your entrance.
“Is this okay? You want this right?” You ask to double check and he gives you the most incredulous look ever. As if to say, are you fucking serious right now?
“Are you? Are you being serious?” Ah there it is.
“Yes, I have to make sure”
“Of course I do, I’ve dreamed of this” he moans as he feels the tip go in.
Already he was close to cumming and barely even the tip was in. You slowly sink down on him encasing him in your tight and wet warmth before slowly pulling back up and pushing down again.
You built up momentum quickly and you felt Lando gain the confidence to start joining your thrusts in and out the minute a string of moans and names left your lips he was done for. He came inside of you with a gasp and moan before hiding himself in the crook of your neck, shying away from you. But to his surprise only a few more thrust and a testing run of your clit from him and your joining him helping prolonging his orgasm with your own.
“I’m so sorry I came so early. You must think I’m awful” he says looking down.
“It’s okay, I enjoyed that. We’ll do this again yeah?” You smile before pulling him into bed with you, pulling the duvet over the pair of you as you cuddled into his side.
A wicked grin formed on his face that you wouldn’t be able to see.
God you were so oblivious.
You thought you did that all on your own. But boy you were so wrong. He left the door open on purpose. Stubbed his toe while jerking iff to make it sound more pained … he even broke the ice machine on your floor knowing you’d taken ice back to your room every night.
He didn’t find your panties in the laundry either he took them out of your open suitcase he was shocked you realised you hadn’t worn this pair.
And he’d have to hide all the others. Maybe he’d stuff one pair inside each other his helmets that are on display. Nobody would ever know but him.
Show me em Sweetheart - Haymitch Abernathy x Reader Kinktober 2025
Plot: You and Haymitch are purely there for each other as the result of your traumas, but he can’t lie he does love your tits around him while he’s nursing a whiskey.
Warnings: trauma bond, kids dying (mentioned because of the universe I’m writing about) sex, tit job etc Minors DNI
If anything you and Haymitch were the perfect example of a trauma bond.
He’d won the gruelling 50th games where there was twice as many children reaped and still only 1 victor. Haymitch was that victor.
You won the 55th games and after that you became a mentor. Your saw him every year and saw him loose himself more and more each year the more he watched the kids he sent from 12 die.
Each year you’d gotten closer to talking to him until it hit the 60th games where you’d gotten your first candidate through and winning the games. You’d talked to him at the after party where one thing led to another and you’d ended up back at his hotel room that night and in his bed.
After that you’d sneak to 12 on the back of a wheat train and go to his home in the Victors Village. You didn’t care about Snow finding out as you didn’t really have anything left to loose as he’d taken everything from both you and Haymitch already. You only warmed each others beds for the mere convenience and feeling of being close to someone.
So that’s why you were here now in front of him. You’d snuck out right after you’d heard the news that you’d be reaped once again in the 75th anniversary. You knew it would be you as all the other female victors were dead. Haymitch had a chance but it was 50/50.
You were on your knees in front of him holding your tits either side of his cock that you’d just had in your mouth trying to get more lubricated so it slid between your cleavage a little easier.
“Fuck you know how to make a man feel good don’t you darling?” He asks looking down at you pushing his messy blonde hair back with his free hand that wasn’t nursing his drink.
“Well this might be the last time I can” you grin but there’s a hint of sadness but you don’t let it ruin the moment.
“Fuck keep doing that” he moans thrusting his hips up a little before taking a swig off the whiskey that was in his iced glass. His head gently leaned back before his hand fell to your cheek.
“You know, Katniss came to me earlier and practically begged me to take Peeta’s place” he says and you sigh, leaning into his hand that’s still on your cheek.
“Stop, let’s not talk about that” you say speeding up your movements before you lick the red and leaking tip of his cock that your tits are squishing like a vice.
“Alright, just thought I’d prewarn you” he sighs taking another sip before his head falls back a moan coming from his lips.
“That’s it, fuck all of this is worth it. The sneaking around, the lying. I’d do anything to stay right where I am now. Fuck you have a great pair of tits” he groans as he move his hips at the same time your moving your body up and down. You want to reach down inveteeen your legs so badly to release the pressure that’s making you shift from knee to knee just to have some kind of feeling rather than feeling nothing.
“It’s a shame really, I bet in another lifetime it’s you and me” he sighs before he puts his glass down on the chairs side table as he moves to hold your tits around him so that you can have a hand snake its way down into your underwear.
You start to rub your clit still moving up and down, it was actually perfect for if you were to ride your fingers in that motion to please both you and Haymitch. So you slip your fingers into your own dripping core knowing that the movement will be more than enough to get you both to a release.
You lean your free arm onto him for support as your thighs start to burn from the movement of bouncing up and down but the rewards are far greater than you’d expect. You’re squirting all over his wooden floorboards and he’s coming all over your tits the hot white ropes covering you nipples and chest. His fingers immediately go for it swiping a bit up to place across your lips. You lick them, with a thankful nod.
“Now you can ride me” he grins.
“Why do I have to do all the work” you frown at him crossing your arms a little annoyed at this.
“Well sweetheart, you for sure do it better than I do, don’t ya? So why don’t you get that sweet ass up here and do what your best at while I sit back and enjoy” he smirks and you shake your head but don’t stop standing and climbing to straddle him on the old and creaky arm chair he was posted in.
“Really?” You ask.
“Anything else is far to intimate in my … professional opinion. And you said strictly that this was just us being there for each other as friends” he says putting his hands up in defence as if a gun was being held in his face.
“Fine” you huff out before lining yourself up with him. His top was at your entrance as you move him hips down letting yourself swallow around him. Yours walls tight around his cock where he can feel every dip and dive of them and you can feel the long vein up his cock.
You hands take a solid grip on his shoulders before moving your hips up and down and in a circular motion getting a nice rhythm going that has Haymitch gripping onto your hips and pistoning his own up into you.
You clamp your mouth down on his neck trying to be as quiet as possible. If the peace keepers heard you and decided to investigate you wouldn’t be surprised if they killed you on the stop in front of Haymitch. Or maybe they wouldn’t as they then wouldn’t have a female for your District this year.
“Fuck” you breathily moan out as you feel him reach spots you didn’t even know you had let alone how possible they were to reach.
Shortly after you’re clamping down around him with a large shudder and holding yourself close to him as he empties himself inside you.
You pull yourself off him standing up with a long sight as your feel the lack of him inside you.
“Well I guess I’ll see you in the Capitol” you say getting off him, taking a flannel you’d wet earlier to make cleaning yourself off a little quicker.
“Yes you will” he says, pulling himself back into his pants before downing the rest of his liquor chucking it back his hair falling onto the back of his neck before he raises the glass in mock cheers to you.
“Maybe we’ll have one last rendezvous” he grins before sulking off into his house.
Plot: Cassian and you have a talk about kids after Nyx comes around and he now wants to do everything he can to make his own.
Warnings: cream pie, sex, p in v, breeding, marking etc, 18+ Minors DNI
You’d been Cassian’s mate for just over 100 years. You were born Illyrian but never inside a camp. You were hidden by your mother and father and older brother as they didn’t agree with the way females were treated.
Your dad has always worshiped the ground your mother had walked on. And your brother looked up to her as a strong resilient woman considering all she had endured.
Your brother became incredibly protective of you and would keep you a massive secret. Whenever he made you squeal with laughter he was quick to get you to quieten down with laughs of his own. And whenever you needed new clothes he made them from his old ones learning to sew so that they weren’t incredibly baggy on you, even though he would make a terrible seamstress you loved the thought behind it.
As you’d got older and were in your 50th year you snuck out and roamed the area only to bump into Azriel who was terribly confused at the young Illyrian woman roaming the cliffs looking awestruck at the sights.
He’d attempted to talk to you but your brother had intervened.
“Stay away Shadowsinger” he demanded and you look over to your brother in shock hoping to have got back to the house by the time he was back from training. He must have been early.
“I said stay back” he grunts seeing Azriel take a hesitating step forward.
“Why did you leave the house you know you aren’t supposed to!” He says to you a frown had formed on his face and you became increasingly disappointed in yourself.
Then a second large Illyrian joined, and your brother seemed to recognise him.
“General” he greeted, moving you softly behind him.
“What do we have here?” He asks gesturing back to you, he couldn’t really see you but could tell you were Illyrian from the large untouched wings on your back.
“Nothing, please leave us. I need to get her home” he says, and for some reason you decide to peek over your tall brothers shoulder.
A gasp had come from both you and the giant of a man who had landed not even seconds before. You had felt a tug in your heart one that you couldn’t decipher.
“M- you’re my mate!” Cassian says taking a step closer.
“Not a chance” you brother grits, his sword coming down.
“She’s my mate NOT yours” you’d remembered Cassian bellowing and you’d shrank back from the tone and sheer force of his voice.
“Not but she’s my sister. And until I know your intentions with her, she remains under my protection. I don’t care if I have to fight the both of you…” your brother argued, he was probably up there with Azriel and Cassian when it came to strength having multiple Siphons of his own in a beautiful orange colour, but that didn’t mean he’d be able to take on two of the most notable Night Court Personnel.
After that came Cassian major grovelling, you’d found him sweet and charming and even your brother seemed to loosen up to him after a few short weeks.
Cassian introduced you to Rhysand and his Inner Circle before explaining to you what mates are. You were utterly confused having never had this conversation at home. Your mother had said something about her and your dad being made for each other but at your young age it hadn’t even made sense and you’d stopped asking as you’d got older and more bored with the idea.
Then came your acceptance and the mating bond.
Then the frenzy which was the longest month of your life and the most exhausting.
Now here you were many years later with the rest of your now family having their own mates. Rhysand had found Feyre, and Nesta had found her mate in Eris Vanserra while Elain before expressing something for the Shadowsinger gave into the mate bond between her and the other Vanserra brother while Az progressed on with his feelings for Gwyn.
You and Cassian had done almost everything in the years you’d been together and you felt like it was time for a new challenge.
“Do you want kids?” You asked Cassian as you were sat on the sofa with your legs across his while he was reading a book Rhysand had suggested to him about the Art of War.
“Scuse me?” He asks looking up through his reading glasses at you that made him look delicious in a sexy sort of way that had you clenching your thighs.
“I was just thinking… and it’s the same old same old. I want a new challenge and all the babysitting I’ve done with Nyx just got me thinking …” you suggest with a sigh already regretting bringing this up and potentially ruining a perfectly good evening.
He places the book down and takes his glasses off before looking at you with a serious expression that you didn’t see often on his face.
“Are you serious” he asks, pulling you onto his lap as he caresses your back.
“More serious than that BlackBerry Pie” you offer and his eyes widen. You’d gone on a rampage over that pie nearly killing Nesta and Rhysand.
“Oh fuck come here baby” he says pulling you up onto him so your straddling across his lap, looking down at him.
“You want this too?” You ask happily looking at him in shock.
“Absolutely, I’ve been so good and careful when it comes to releasing. Now i can stuff you as full as I deem necessary until your full of my seed and bred nice and full of our future child” he admits and you don’t even hesitate to pull him into a passionate kiss.
Within seconds it’s like the frenzy all over again. Clothes are being torn and chucked in various different directions landing on the floor in crumpled piles until you’re both naked and ready.
Your hand it’s about to find his length and give it a testing pull when he flips the two of you round so your the one laying on the sofa on your back whilst he remains kneeling above you.
“No time for that I need to be inside you now” he demands and you nod, spreading your legs a little wider showing him that you were ready for that.
He groaned at the sight of your glistening entrance, wet and entirely ready for him.
He doesn’t waste any time holding his cock before entrance lightly teasing your clit by tapping it before pushing the tip in.
“Cas” you moan gripping onto his large biceps raising your hips to move him a little deeper but it seems like he’s the one holding himself back, the feeling too much and too soon for him that he just might cum now if you move an inch more.
“Please Cass I need it” you moan and with that he slams into you giving you no time to adjust to his girth as he continues his fast and deep thrusts that have your whole body jolting as he jack hammers into you.
He takes one of your legs in his hand helping you move it up into a better angle on his shoulder and the moan that comes out of you from this angle has him leaning into your neck kissing and biting across it as though marking his territory.
“Fuck we’re gonna make them perfect” he says as his thrusts become faster and more passionate as he thinks about the purpose behind you guys doing this. You weren’t just making love anymore you were also creating life and that was fascinating to Cassian.
“Please please please cum on my cock” he begs as his thrusts start to become sloppy and with that begging tone to his voice the quick building tension in your lower belly snaps with a blinding white release making you squeeze your eyes shut. He soon joins you after 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 last big thrusts before he buries himself inside you to the hilt his warm cum entering your body. You thought it could possibly be going straight into your womb with how deep inside you he was.
He was so deep that you could see and feel him in your stomach, a noticeable bulge in your lower belly as proof.
Just as you start to pull away Cassian tuts pulling you back towards him a frown on his face.
“You don’t think we’re done do you? I’m gonna stuff you full until I’m convinced it’s taken. It’s harder for fae so we’ll be here all night” he grins wickedly before folding you in half so your knees were touching your boobs as he spread you open into a mating press.
“Fuck Cassian, please” you moan looking up at him with those needy pleading eyes he loved so much.
“Anything for you darling. Anything” and before you could say anything a night on pair to the one of your frenzy started between your and Cassian and you couldn’t be happier in the positions he put you in.
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Making a Mess - Carlos Sainz x Reader Kinktober 2025
Plot: Carlos loves to cover you in his cum, and toy with you. That’s your typical Friday night.
Warning: cum play, handjob into a tit job , p in v, fingering (after sex) 18+ Minors DNI
Most couples typical Friday night was either going out and having a cute date night after your working week or staying in and having a nice chill evening together.
Yours and Carlos Fridays were the same every week no matter where you were in the world.
After the honeymoon phase of you dating you’d both gone through a rough spell where you’d both gotten busy with different things and didn’t have much time to see each other. Long distance was incredibly hard especially with two very independently busy individuals.
So now Friday was Intimate Night, every Friday without fail no matter where you were, what time it was or even if you were together you’d make time for each other to talk to each other and then have sex.
If you were in Split on a Fashion Shoot and he was in Singapore and it was the GP you’d face time and have cyber sex.
If you were on holiday in Hawaii you’d go back to your room and have sex in the jacuzzi.
If you were at a race to celebrate with him you’d give him a good luck ride for the Saturday qualifying.
After you guys had started doing this there was a lot less stress on your plates. Now you guys still had your own tasks to get on throughout the week but you always had Friday to look forward too.
And it wasn’t like you guys were just riddle to a Friday some weeks when you were with him for the whole day you’d go on throughout each of the 7 days.
But Fridays were both of your days too look forward too.
So here you were on a Friday night both of you at your home in Valencia both laying on the bed kissing one another as if it was your last night alive and it was the last kiss you would ever have with one another.
“Fuck, Mi Amor Please don’t ever make me wait this long for your sweetness again” he groans as rocks against your clothes pussy drawing a moan from you that he wish he could keep on a record player and repeat over and over again.
“You had me on Monday it hasn’t been THAT long” you laugh a little until it’s stifled with a laugh from the kisses he places along your collarbone and next making you moan out as he nips that spot he knows you love.
“But the shoot from your magazine came out on Tuesday and I had to watch you struts down the runway in lingerie on Wednesday. And don’t even get me started on Thursday” he says a playful glare in his eyes and you can’t help but laugh again.
“I need you to touch me please” he moans his puppy dog eyes making you give in as you take his out of his shorts. He swiftly yanks your top off before his hands swiftly snake around you back ready to take your bra off for you. And once that’s off he waits no time with your underwear.
Your hand starts to move up and down his hard length watching as he twitches the tighter your grips gets. You add a second testing hand that has him reeling back his free hand gripping the sheets. You continue switching between teasing his balls and running your hand up and down his solid length.
“Mi Amor I wanna cum all over your tits” he says which has you leaning down and holding your boobs either side of his dick which is nice and snug in between the two of them in your cleavage. You guide your tits up and town tweaking your own nipples as you do until his white load shoots all out over your chest.
Once he comes down from his high he swipes his fingers across your chest collecting the liquids on his fingers before wiping them along your lips to get you to open your mouth which of course you do who are you to deny what your lover wants from you when it’s such sweet request.
He doesn’t clean you up, oh no he pushes himself into your entrance both of you sighing in relief as the tension building up in your chest finally dissipated. He held your boobs as he started to thrust into you, using his cum as a sort of odd lube on your nipples as he toyed with them making small little gasps of nice shock fill the room.
The growing pit in your stomach continued to build up and up as Carlos thrusts for more testy and quicker following a good rhythm that you could easily fall into and meet with your own smaller thrusts.
“Mmmm fuck” you moan out shaking before your eyes shoot open searching for Carlos, he already knew what your question was so he just nodded his head feeling your tight clench around him knowing you were asking if you could cum.
With his nod of approval the spring bounces to life inside our stomach and you feel the earlier tension fully release in your body a gush of feeling going from the centre of your stomach to a tinge in your clit as you let Carlos continue his work.
It doesn’t take too much longer before Carlos is thrusting deep inside you coming as deep as humanly possible. You were on birth control but Carlos said he always loved either watching it fall out of you or finger it out of you.
You could feel the hot ropes inside you before he swiftly pulls out and leans down his cock now replaced by his fingers as he doesn’t give you even a second to process what just happened.
“So beautiful” he says as he watches your southern regions to see the wet juices squelching as his fingers scissor in and out of your heat his creamy white cum forcing its way out of you as he does. When he dares to pull out his fingers to show you, you can see they’re covered in mixed arousal from both you and him before he stuff it back in again.
Your brought to your next high as he swirls his tongue around your clit lapping up anything that had fallen out around the sides and he groans at the mixed flavour you guys had created.
“Never gets old” he grins offering his coated fingers out to you that you open your mouth for awaiting the taste.
“So what’s on the agenda for next Friday?” He asks cheekily before collapsing next to you tucking you in beside him.
“That’s up to you Carlos” you smile placing a soft kiss on his lips. You’d always had a difficult time making decisions but with Carlos it was easy as he was a very decisive man who you could rely on to make those kind of calls when you couldn’t.
Don’t let them hear - Steve Conklin x Reader Kinktober 2025
Plot: Steven and you find time at the beach house while all the others are planning for his sisters wedding.
Warnings: smut, sex, p in v, s3 Steven, 18+ minors DNI
You didn’t know when you’d started feeling things for Steven. You were another addition to the Conklin-Fisher summers having your dad having been best friends with both Adam and John which meant your mum had become friends with Susannah and Laurel so you joined them in their summers at the beach house every other year as your dad travelled a lot for him job meaning you weren’t always in New York State like the others.
You were the same age as Belly and your mum swore you’d get along with her which you did. You and her were like sisters, and whenever Taylor came, oh jheez you guys were this menacing trio that even rivalled the boys.
As much as you got on with Belly, it was her brother you’d been smitten with since you were about 10 years old and he’d offered you his ice cream when Jeremiah had dropped yours on the floor.
That moment set it on stone for you. In your 10 year old head you were going to become Mrs Y/N Conklin and that was all you ever dreamed and thought about.
The summer when you and Belly became Debutants was the worst, you had to put up with Steven and Shayla for a whole summer, and then the next summer brought all of the Steven and Taylor drama along with it. You’d had your own flings here and there but it wasn’t like your mind could move on from Steven.
That’s where you and Conrad really bonded.
Mutual pining.
You’d both fucked up your chances with a Conklin and now you were living in misery. You happened to get into a college in California so when you found out that Conrad had also moved here you guys touched base probably more than you had in the 15 years you’d know each other.
But this summer was different.
Steven and Taylor had called it quits fully. Taylor was with a new beau in her sector that you could tell she was madly in love with the minute you and Belly jumped at the opportunity to meet him.
And Steven, well he’d trusted himself into work and now that he’d met Denese it was perfect opportunity to work harder.
Everything changed the night Belly left for Paris. Steven was worried and scared that his little sister was off in a different continent and you happened to be the one there for him.
Which led to an intense night for the both of you, which led to him asking you out. Now here you were Belly with Conrad and you with Steven in the beach house once again.
It had been 4 years since the Paris/dumped Wedding Fiasco. 4 years of Conrad and Belly being together and now he’d finally popped the question and the wedding was back on but with the other brother.
You and Steven were like this old married couple. You guys worked, you both came home to your daughter Mittens (the cat you’d both adopted) in the house you shared a mortgage for, ate dinner, showered and went to bed watching The Real Housewives of Orange County.
But not everything about you two was old school.
“Fuck Steven” you moan as he pins you down to his old bed in the cousins beach house that the both of you now shared due to the fact you guys were dating which left more room for others.
“I’ve come to the realisation we’ve never ever had sex in this bed. I think it’s time we christened it don’t you?” He grins and you look at him with an eyebrow raised.
“Surley one of your many Cousins Beach Girls warmed this bed for you over the years?” You ask looking over him before a firm shake of his head as you leaning up on your elbows.
“Shut up” you laugh thinking he’s just toying with you but his expression is genuine.
“Really?” You ask and he nods looking down as if he doesn’t know whether to admit what he’s about to or not.
“This place is special and it holds so many memories of our three families here and it felt like sacred untouched ground …” he offers making you frown even more.
“But I’m here with you?” You giggle looking at the position your in and the look on his face tells you everything making you stop your laughing a serious look coming into your face.
“You are, because you’re the only girl I’d ever want to share this room with” he says and as quick as lightening your up on your knees pulling him into a kiss. The make out is messy with teeth clashing and lips being tugged on, and for some reason your open your eyes as you kiss down his neck and are met with the view of yourself kissing your fine piece of man.
“Of course you have a mirror facing your bed Steven Conklin” you laugh and his head twists to see you looking at the pair of you tangled up with one another in the mirror.
“Well that’s just handy and efficient I think” he says shrugging his shoulders before turning you round. Your hands immediately grab the end rail of the bed to steady yourself on the bouncy mattress.
“If we’re doing this you gotta promise to be quiet I won’t hear the end of this from any of them” he tells you and you nod spreading your knees apart so he could tell you were ready. He flips your skirt over so it’s up as he pulls you panties off tucking them into his shirt pocket. He holds your hips rubbing up and down them making sure the skirt says in place before lining himself up with you.
“You sure you can be quiet?” He asks one last time making you back onto him in frustration his tip slipping through your folds.
“Just fucking do something Conklin” you cry out in frustration. He grips your hair in his hand forcing you to look at yourself in the mirror so you can see yourself as Steven fully slides himself in. He refuses to bottom out at first just thrusting the first few inches in and out to test just how quiet you can be.
And you were good as gold, biting your lip and only letting out little squeaks or quiet breathy moans. If anything was going to get you caught it was Steven’s ancient bed that creaked with every thrust.
Your hands continued to grip the end rail watching Steven set out a pace he knew you were both happy with. You couldn’t help but admire his expression and the way he held himself behind you.
You love this man in every form possible and just that thought alone had you wanting to cum. Maybe it was the high emotions that the wedding was bringing but lately you’d felt needier towards Steven as thought hoping he might soon take the next step like Conrad now had.
“Fuck I love you” you say as you lock eyes with him in the mirror and that smile comes onto his face one that has you clenching around him tightly and his hands gripping harder at the flesh on your hips.
“Fuck imma cum if you keep up like that, but yes I love you” he admits and with that the tight could that had been building up opened up like a flood gate, you shake resting your head against the thick and cool rail of the bed before collapsing onto the bed, Steven joining right next to you.
“You know it’ll be us next right?” He asks turning to you.
“HUH?” You ask, turning to look at his cheesy grin with wide eyes, he just laughs pulling you in for a kiss as he rubs your messy hair down smiling at your fucked out yet surprised expression.
“You heard what I said. Now we gotta go and help the others, okay let’s go” Steven laughs putting himself back into his boxers. You get up with a groan realising is probably best if you have a shower. You take a towel and a change of clothes before walking over to the bathroom where you bump into Jeremiah and Conrad.
“Sounds like you guys are living up the wedding festivities” Conrad jokes and your eyes widen.
“Maybe ask Steven to get a new bed for next summer?” Jeremiah advises with a grin making you groan and run off to the bathroom in embarrassment.
Have a seat - Oscar Piastri x Reader Kinktober 2025
Plot: After a long day at work for both you and Oscar you both are too drained to do anything intimate but you wanna feel close.
Warnings: cockwarming, pillow talk etc 18+ DNI
A/N: this one is intentionally shorter when it’s not as smutty it’s more fluffy but still got da smut. If you want cockwarming with smut afterwards got to my LN4 2024 Cockwarming piece as that is way spicer.
Work had been horrendous, all day you’d been writing up reports and running them between floors because your assistant called in sick and the lifts were undergoing routine maintenance.
Your legs burned by the time you’d got the tube home having to stand for the 30 minute journey from work to your apartment.
You got home and you and Oscar who you could also tell was tired just basked in each others silence. You’d clearly both have hard and overwhelming days and you guys knew you just wanted to be in each others presence.
You started to cook a dinner for the pair of you, one that was dietician approved from Oscars performance coach. He remained behind you helping you where needed adding spices or stirring while you were peeling a vegetable.
And you guys didn’t say anything the whole time you were cooking and even going into eating food at the dinner table, you guys turned the news on and watched it while eating in a blissful silence both moulding over your own in individual days before you guys could tell each other everything that happened.
You guys washed up putting the dishes away before heading off to bed, you both change jumping in and cuddling one another before you straddle him.
“Not tonight baby, I’m too tired” he mumbles brushing your hair behind your ear and leaning up to place a chaste kiss on your lips.
“No I just wanna feel close to you. Just inside please?” You ask, you’d done this before so it wasn’t like he didn’t know what you were after.
“Alright baby, come on then” he smiles. He starts to pull down his boxers just over his hip bone to make it easier to pull himself out. You slip your own panties to the side tucking it before taking a hold of his cock.
You guide it carefully into your entrance and your walls tightly encase around him a strangled sigh coming from his lips.
“Always so warm” he mumbles kissing against your cheek. You were now fully bottomed out, giving a laugh rock again him before laying down on his chest. His arms come round to lightly stroke you back before you guys talked about your days to one another.
“I love this” you sigh happily kissing up his neck a nice little sound coming from the back of his throat as he twists his head to the side in the pillow allowing you better access.
“Tell me about your day” he mumbles sleepily, moving his hips a little to get you more comfortable only the shift to leave you shivering at the feeling. You were far too tired to do anything active or energetic with him, but the light movement could probably make you release and you thinks that’s just what you needed after such a tense day.
“It was horrible today, nobody knows what they’re doing and it just feels like I make every decision in that building and no one gives me any recognition or respect for all that I do for them and … it’s just exhausting I don’t really know how much longer I can take this treatment for. I don’t want to leave out of loyalty but they’re more stressful days than days I enjoy now which I didn’t even think was possible considering how much I love that job” you explain leaning your chin against his chest. Before he can reply a lazy hand finds it way down circling your clit lightly making you intake a breath and hold it enjoying the slow and lazy build up.
“I’ve been telling you for a while that you don’t need to work, you can start your own company and work from home and probably earn the same amount you are now for less the stress, less the hassle and you’d be free to travel with me more often and not waste your holiday on coming out to races for me” he sighs knowing how much of a toll it can be not using much of your holiday for actually just purely relaxing.
“I was hoping maybe you’d be on board to help me what that actually?” You ask and the lazy grin that appears on his face and the slight more speed he adds to the thumb on your clit shows you just how ready he’s been for you to say this.
“I really do what to be around you more. I don’t want … every orgasm we have to be like this” you say looking down at your close bodies.
“Not that I don’t love this and I still want some nights like this after I leave but like I want what we used to have before I got promoted and before you drove for McLaren. It just felt like we had way more time together and now everything feels rushed” you sigh slightly gripping onto his arms as you give a testing rock forward to help the coil build a little quicker. Just one that helps as a moan comes from the back of your throat.
“And travelling would give a whole new meaning to your work you’ll have more to talk about and it’ll be a new experience that’ll give you more ideas and thoughts being around different cultures and people. It will be good for us I know it” he admits and you nod into his next morning as he speeds up his fingers a little making you lightly rock back and forth before you reach your high.
“Do you want me to…” you trail off but Oscar quietens you with a kiss before pulling you close to him.
“Tomorrow I’m gonna make you remember what it truly felt like with me inside you but for now. I just want to hold you and sleep” he says brushing your hair to one side.
“I’ll hold you to that” you smile pulling him closer to you despite him still being inside you and not being able to be physically closer before you trace patterns over his chest as you start to fall asleep. All of his worry’s from today at work didn’t need to be aired out as all of his worries were about you. Now that he knew you were taking the work from home offer seriously he could rest easily knowing that you guys wouldn’t feel like this for much longer.
Look at yourself - George Russell x Reader Kinktober 2025
Plot: Insecurity sucks, and George hates when you hate your image. George wants you to see how pretty you are, and to see the way he sees you in his eyes.
Warnings: blowjob, p in v, mirror sex, 18 + Minors DNI
You weren’t a supermodel, you weren’t a cool actress with big roles in Hollywood. You weren’t just you and for George that was enough. But sometimes thanks to the media you couldn’t help but feel like it wasn’t enough, like you weren’t enough.
There were days you’d stare at yourself in the mirror and want to actively smash it for what was staring back at you through the glaze.
There were days where you’d have clothes tossed about your room having crashed out over what you looked like in a particular skirt.
Today was one of those days where you’d seen videos of you online coming out of a restaurant. In the video you felt like you looked hideous and picked apart everything in the video. The way you were bloated, the tattoo visible on your arm, the way your dress fell on your body, the way you were clutching your back, the frizziness of your hair.
You hated it and you expected George would see it the same way and want to break up with you which had lead to a duvet day on the sofa of your apartment watching Ratatouille while eating Chicken Dippers with three different sauces on your plate.
Ketchup
Curry Sauce
Thai Sweet Chilli
You were just trying to get your mind off it. You found comfort in your sweats and would try and clean yourself up before George came home later from paddle.
You weren’t checking your phone. That’s what your therapist said to do when you were feeling like this anyway so you hadn’t seen the text from George explaining paddle had to be cancelled and he was coming home earlier than expected. Just as you were on your 6th dipper the door unlocked and you looked up shocked to see your tall boyfriend coming through the door.
“Ahh hiya darling” he smiles not even taking a second glance at your state on the sofa.
George worshipped the ground you walked on. You could be covered in all kinds of muck and he’d still think you could be on the cover of Vouge.
So he didn’t even think anything of it seeing you chilling at home on a day off, as he knew you worked incredibly hard.
So he just collapsed on the sofa next to you before stealing a dipper off the plate and dipping it into each sauce before munching on it.
“Hey! They’re mine!” You defend with a sad look on your face. He turns to you about to make a joke only to see the tear stains and redness around your eyes. He could tell you’d been upset and you can tell immediately from the expression on his face that he was about to ask what was wrong.
“Just a bad day that’s all” you mutter trying to turn away from him but he takes a hold of your hand before removing your plate of dippers onto the table next to you and turning your head to have you look at him.
“Are you having those thoughts again?” He asks and you start to shake your head but the motherly look of disappointment for you lying to him crowns his face and you change your head movement to a nod.
“Why baby, fuck you’re so beautiful I just wish you could see yourself how I see you. I don’t… I just don’t get it your like a goddess to me right now and you don’t even see it. It pains me, I just I want to show you” he says, a new determination on his face.
Before you know it he’s gone up into the shared bedroom and some things falling have your head looking across at the door he’d just gone in.
“What are you doing?” You ask, but in turn no response.
Minutes later the stand up mirror that was in your room is now standing at the corner of the sofa showing you and a groan comes from your mouth as you see your dishevelled state making you hide under the blanket.
“Do you trust me?” George asks, starting to pull the blanket away. You think for a second, of course you trusted George, there was no doubt about it, but you didn’t trust yourself.
“Always, I’ve always trusted you George” you admit and he smiles.
He pulls the duvet fully away and unzips the hoodie on, his hands roaming your body, coming under his oversized top you’d put on underneath as you didn’t want to wear anything of yours as most of it was skin tight and you were far to overwhelmed for that.
He kisses across your jaw holding your face so you’re watching him kiss you, as you look you can see him also looking at the two of you in the mirror seeing the absolute adoration on his face as his hands travel inside your sweats giving a teasing rub on your clit as he watches you lurch forward at the feeling, the expression of lust now on your face as he keeps you watching in the mirror.
“See how beautiful you are my love?” He asks, and you look watching him as his fingers toy with you a little before coming out to fully pull the jogging bottoms off you completely. His next item to remove is how own clothes. He continues to kiss you as he pulls down his down joggers and only breaks it when he whips his own shirt off discarding of it on the floor.
He then moves you, so he’s sat underneath you and your hands are on his thighs.
“Now you’re gonna suck me off but you’re gonna watch yourself do it in the mirror and you’re gonna watch my reactions too you okay?” He asks and you nod your head.
You scoot down a little so your able to bend your back on your knees so that you can comfortably suck him off in what isn’t a sitting position but rather both of you on the sofa, George reclined and you on your knees.
You watch yourself as your hands grip George and a soft breathy sigh comes from him and you see his head fall back against the curved arm of the sofa while his hand comes up to brush his sandy hair back.
You take that as a sign to continue and you move to encase him in your mouth. You lick the underside right away grazing your teeth lightly over his sensitive points that you knew he absolutely went crazy for and that was shown when he thrusted up into your mouth trying to force his way down your throat. You watch yourself as you start to bob up and down your gaze flicking between yourself and watching George’s reactions too you.
His head is still thrown back and he’s biting his bottom lip almost as if to stifle his moan, but when your hand slips round to toys with his balls he’s sitting up and looking at you through the mirror seeing your still watching yourself. An impressive level of concentration is on your face, one that was agreeing with what George was thinking about you, you did feel pretty right now as odd as that sounded.
When you gag as he hits the back of your throat you pull off him kitten licking to help get your own breathing back but when your eyes finally meet his he’s done for coming straight in your mouth that eagerly awaits the salty treat.
“That’s how you make me feel” he moans as he pulls you upward so your hovering above him his dick still hard and awaiting you to ride.
You holds your hips and he helps guide himself into your entrance as your watch yourself as you sit down on him. You feel him slide through your walls his dick spreading you open. The tip nudges your spongey walls until it finds that one spot that has you shaking. George’s hand comes up to push flat against your stomach making your arms shake at the feeling barely able to hold yourself up.
“You see me inside you?” He asks and you nod seeing the tiny little buldge of him in your lower stomach as you ride him moving your hips up and down swirling them around trying to gain the best reaction from him.
But in all honesty it didn’t seem to matter what he did as everything you were doing was having his eyes roll to the back of his head. And you could even see that you were practically glowing in the mirror. The soft light of the setting sun was cracking through the balcony door and grazing across your smooth bronzed skin.
George was right …
“You see it now don’t you?” He asks and your eyes look at him to see him looking at you, pure devotion and love on his face. He leans up to kiss you and you do him a favour meeting him halfway still moving up and down.
“I’m going to come soon if you keep clenching” he laughs and you kiss across his neck, a warning to him that you were just as close and you couldn’t help it.
“Please” you moan and George start to help meet your thrusts, holding your hips and thrusting his own up getting a new angle for you’re cocked leg that were spread further apart now that George was getting more of an input.
His breath starts to become raggedy and your legs start to burn from all the up and down working. Your thighs shake as you tighten around him releasing the blinding coil in your stomach that has you collapsing onto your boyfriends chest who continues for a few thrusts before before he pulls out messily releasing all over your arse.
“Fuck, you’re perfect” he moans as he rubs up and down his length letting him come down from his climax softly. You watch in the mirror his dick soften before you fully collapse against him cuddling into him.
“I wanna stay like this for a while” you tell him as you start to play with him hair looking at yourself in the mirror and for the first time in a while not hating any part of what your seeing.
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Doubled Stuffed - Sam Wilson x Reader Kinktober 2025
Plot: After a gruelling mission Sam just needs his girl to be stuffed full of him, and a toy.
Warning: double penetration, sex, p in v, fingering (both holes), anal, 18+ Minors DNI
“I need you baby, now face down ass up” Sam said the minute he walks into your room on Avengers Campus. He’d just gotten into a fight with a tiny man, you’d watched it all on cameras and when you’d asked if he needed backup he said no.
Now he’d come back, his gear being royally fucked and sent off to Stark for him to fix as soon as possible.
You could tell his was mad.
And you were trying your hardest not to laugh but it was the funniest fight you’d seen in a while.
“Why are you laughing?” He asks, a frown coming onto his already frustrated looking face.
“You had a little man fighting you… and you somehow lost?” You laugh and then pause him as he’s about to retaliate.
“And you lost redwing” you laugh even harder knowing how much that’ll cost Tony to complete my fix.
“Are you disobeying my previous request?” He asks folding his arms across one another giving you a pointed look that let you knew he meant business. You turn on the bed so your facing away from him, clutching a pillow under your chest as your turn your head to look back at his expression.
You were already in one of his larger tops and your underwear so he was now just staring at your ass.
“Well are you gonna stare or are you gonna do something?” You ask with a slight tease to your tone, and it does the job because he’s now taking his pants off and throwing his top down on the floor at the side of the bed.
He hovers over you, making his large presence behind you known. You could feel his thighs either side of your own making your wiggle against his groin in anticipation.
“So this small man. Did you work out who he is? Did you ask Cap in he knew?” You ask as you feel Sam kiss down your back a happy sigh leaving your mouth. His hands grip your hips lifting you up so you are now on your knees rather than laying down and spreading your legs apart, lighting tapping your clothed clit.
“Steve isn’t going to find out about that” he says and you grin.
“But we’ve gotta report anything that happens while he’s away. And Tony’s gonna have questions too … and then he’ll probably tell Cap. Or maybe I’ll tell him, show him the CCTV I saved” you grin, loving teasing him. He however was on his last tether.
“You know what? Sometimes I wanna stuff your mouth with my cock just to shut you up” he says and you gasp at the lewdness coming from him. Sam was never normally that direct, he’d do the dirty talk but never so brazenly.
“Do it then” you grin, but he just simply shakes his head.
“No I think I got something much better for my baby girl” he says, his hand rubbing along your hip going round your stomach and dipping into your underwear. His finger starts to circle on your clit releasing the tension he’d created over the last few minutes.
“Fuck Sam” you cry rocking your hips back and forth trying to get a better momentum.
“I know baby, I know” he says holding you tightly against him to stop your rocking while he slips a finger into your already sopping heat. You gasp at the feeling and even just with one finger it felt full. He quickly adds a second working you open even more. He builds up a quick rhythm one that he knows pleases you all too well.
“Omg Sam” you lurch back into him, feeling the coil in your stomach come undone as his thumb vigorously rubs your clit. Your eyes close and screw at the sensation you feel leave your body and your knees almost give out. They would have if it wasn’t for Sam’s strong arms wrapped around you.
Not giving you any breathing room you feel your panties pulled down all the way and he’s flinging them somewhere across your room before his finger starts to toy with your arsehole.
“Sam what-“ you start but he shushes you with a light smack to your arse.
“Do you trust me?” He asks and you nod. You and Sam had never done anal before, but you trusted this man with your life, everyday in and out so you trusted him with anything else.
“I need you to tell me you trust me” he says and you turn your head a little to meet his gaze that’s already on you.
“I trust you, with anything Sam” you tell him and that’s enough for him to let him finger that’s been swirling around your rim fully enter.
It’s a new feeling, one you didn’t really know how to feel about straight away.
“How’s that?” Sam asks making sure to check in on you.
“Strange I’m not too sure really” you admit honestly.
“Do you want me to stop?” He asks and you shake your head.
“No”
With this he tests adding another finger and going a bit deeper that has your knees shaking and a moan from the back of your throat sounding around the room.
You help him but rocking back and forth meeting his fingers making them reach deeper in your tight whole. His other hand reaches round helping move his cock towards your front entrance. His tip hitting your clit making a fuzzy feeling come all over you.
“Might not be your mouth I’m stuffing but I’m sure this’ll leave you speechless. Stuffed with my fingers and my cock” he says and your brain is moving 100 miles a minute.
Who is this and what have they done with Sam Wilson. The same guy who watched SpongeBob on the weekends with you when you were feeling sick or the same guy who would bandage you up if you got hurt on a mission and would worry about you for the rest of the day.
This Sam was different.
But you weren’t complaining.
And nobody else on avengers campus had they been there would think your complaining either thanks to the loud almost pornographic moans that we’re leaving you.
When Sam bottomed out he wished he’d been recording even it was just the audio because the sound you made as he thrusted all the way in while his fingers were fulling plunging in and out of your arsehole was one he wanted to keep in his ears and the imagine of you burned into his brain.
“Fuck you feel so good” he moans as he thrusts in and out of you, whilst scissoring your behind with his fingers.
So much was going on and you didn’t know if you could handle it or not. It was like everything was happening all at once and it was so overwhelming but in the best way possible.
“Sam I think I’m gonna -“ you pause and Sam knows you’re about to come because you tighten round him, clenched around his fingers and dick trapping him in like a vice.
“That’s it gorgeous girl” he moans as his thrusts pick up, a new goal activated in his mind and that was only to bring you obscene amounts of pleasure.
You’re shaking as your orgasm hits, legs wobbling hands gripping the sheets, toes curling and Sam just holds you close as he empties himself inside of you with a long sigh as he lightly thrusts in and out to help you both through it.
“Fuck” leaves his mouth as he rolls you over so he can see your fucked out expression.
“How was that?” He asks and you nod, not able to say much, he was right he really did shut you up.
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