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Summary: Reader wakes up alone at night and Kimi is in his office doing business, so Reader tries to make him come back to sleep with them.
No warnings, really
A.N.: I got out of my writing block, but I have a strong feeling that this is shit π₯². Anyways, I will try to be more active but I can't promise much since I'm pretty busy and can't think of anything good.
You felt like you were falling. The next moment you woke up, startled. You looked at the clock. 3:17 AM. You then turned around, facing Kimi's side of the bed, but he was absent. His pillow was cold and the sheets crumpled. His phone was missing, so you eliminated the possibilities of him being in the bathroom or to the kitchen to get water.
You got up slowly, still groggy from sleep, wore your robes and left the room. You padded down the stairs and as you reached the hallway, you heard some voices. You reached the end of the hallway, reaching towards his office. The door was closed, but there was light sleeping from the gap below. You heard his voice, then knocked. He stopped talking for a moment. "Come in."
You turned the handle and opened up slowly. You got in and closed the door. Then you turned around and looked around the room. There he was, sitting behind his desk, wearing a white button up and a suit jacket, his hair a bit messed up from running his hand in them. His fingers were intertwined in front of his mouth and a glass of whiskey was placed next to him. His ice blue eyes were glued at you with a gaze that pierced through your body.
You weren't alone though, there were some of his men standing at the sides. You noticed that two of them were looking at your body, so you tied your robes better. Kimi seemed to notice too. He shot them a threatening glance and they took their eyes off of you. "Kimi, what's going on? Why aren't you in bed?" You spoke. "Just some business I need to take care of." He answered. "Go back to bed baby, I'll be there in a moment."
You hesitated. "But..." He got up and came close to you. "No buts, just go to bed." he said. You looked at him and pouted but it didn't work. He gave you a kiss and took your hand, leading you out of the room. "Stay here" he barked at his men, closing the door behind him. He picked you up bridal style and walked up the stairs to your bedroom.
He let you down on the bed, closed the door and took off his suit jacket. You also took off your robes, revealing the top and shorts you used as pijamas. Then you laid down together, you resting your head at his chest as he wrapped his arms around you.
You stayed in silence, moonlight sleeping in from the half closed shutters. He started playing with your hair as you slowly drifted off, hypnotized by his steady heartbeat. He stayed a bit longer, making sure you drifted off completely. Later he got up, kissed your forehead and headed downstairs, furious with the men he caught staring down your body earlier.
Sorry for not posting anything, I'm pretty busy and I have a writing block.
Anyways, I have been writing a plot for a fantasy story/book and I'm almost done wtih the backstory and beginning of my story.
So, I thought that it maybe would be a good idea to post the backstories of the main characters and the villain, like a pilot, to see if there's any hype from people, so I can continue to post here and on ao3.
Summary: After several wild rounds, Oscar takes care of reader as he usually does, with an unexpected turn and burned pasta.
Warnings: Mentions of smut at the beginning
You came for the third time this night and nearly collapsed on top of him. Shortly after he followed, leaving him breathing heavily, trying to hold you still, so there's not another "accident" that'll make him hard again. His breath steadied as he calmed down, then he helped you get off him and laid you on his side. You snuggled closer to him and his arm wrapped around your waist, pulling you even closer. He kissed your forehead as you laid your head on his chest.
"You were a very good girl f'me tonight, princess" he whispered. "Get some rest."
He looked at you for a little while, waiting for you to ride out your high. Some time later, he finally spoke.
"Are you okay now?"
You nodded in response. He then got up and disappeared in the en suite bathroom for a little, and you heard the water running. Then it stopped and Oscar returned with a damp cloth on his hand. You opened your legs enough for him to do his work comfortably. He then started cleaning you up as gently as he could and avoided the most sensitive parts, not wanting to overstimulate you.
He stopped, threw the cloth on the nightstand and got back to bed with you. You laid on his chest again and he pulled the blanket over the both of you as you cuddled him. You stayed like that, legs tangled together, enjoying the silence. All the exhaustion started getting out and you soon drifted off to sleep.
Oscar then carefully removed you from his chest and got up slowly, trying not to wake you up. He then put on his boxers and a pair of grey sweatpants, picked up the cloth and got out of your bedroom, closing the door behind him. He dropped it in the laundry basket and made his way to the kitchen.
He got there, laid out the ingredients for pasta and pesto, turned on the stove and waited for the water to boil. Then, he went to the bathroom and ran a hot bath with your favourite salts, lit up those scented candles you like, laid out a warm, fluffy towel and returned to the kitchen. He put the spaghetti in the pot and started preparing the sauce.
You woke up alone, tucked in the blanket. Oscar was nowhere to be seen. You took a bit to get up, wore his shirt and went to find him. You made your way downstairs and as you reached the end of the staircase, a nice smell reached your nostrils.
You made a beeline to the kitchen, where you found him shirtless, cutting something, his back turned on you, muscles flexing with the slightest movement. You tiptoed till you reached him and wrapped your arms around his torso from behind. He felt your arms, left the knife on the cutting board and turned around to face you.
He was covered in a thin layer of sweat. His face was a bit red and his hair still damp, some sticking on his forehead. He kissed your head and hugged you, resting his head on your shoulder.
"Sleep well?" He mumbled.
You nodded and a smile formed on his lips.
"Come with me" he said.
Then he pulled back, grabbed your hand and led you to the bathroom. You got in and saw the tub filled with hot water, lit candles, the scent of which filled the room.
"Thank you Osc" you kissed his cheek.
You got rid of your shirt and carefully went in. As soon as you laid down, your body instantly relaxed. Oscar sat on the edge of the tub, looking at you with loving eyes.
"Get in with me" you said.
He undressed and a moment later he was sitting behind you , your head resting on his torso.
You stayed there for a while, enjoying the silence and the hot water. You played with the water as he massaged your shoulders. Suddenly there was a weird smell coming from the kitchen.
As if..."Something's burning" you mumbled.
Oscar jumped out of the tub, grabbed a towel and bolted out of the room, yelling
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Summary: Carlos loved taking showers with you...and something else.
Warnings: Shower seggs, he's obsessed with reader's boobs, fingering
You had just gotten home from work, inhaling the scent of the food Carlos had cooked. You left your coat and bag in on the hanger and headed to your bedroom. You picked up some underwear and one of Carlos's t-shirts and went to shower. You let the warm water run on the shower as you undressed and left your clothes in the laundry basket.
You stepped in, your body instantly relaxing. Meanwhile, Carlos sat up from the bench and placed the weights back in their place. He then got his water bottle and towel, wiped the sweat off his face and headed back to the bedroom.
Once he got in, he noticed yoru phone on the nightstand, indicating you returned home. He then heard the water running, so he went to the bathroom. He slowly got in and threw the towel and his sweaty clothes in the laundry and got in behind you, the warm water drenching him too.
You felt his arms wrapping around you and you leaned back, giving him access to your neck. "Hi" you whispered. "Hello hermosa" he replied as he kissed your neck. His hands found their way up to your boobs and started massaging them.
"How was work?" "It wasn't too bad, what about you Carlitos?" You responded, yoru finger tracing the veins on his arm. "It was rather lazy, I had some coffee with my dad and worked out." He murmured, his hands still kneading your chest. "Want me to wash you, cariΓ±o?" He added. You nodded and his hands left your chest as he turned you around to face him and put some shampoo on both your heads.
He quickly washed his head and carried on carefully washing yours, massaging your scalp. He then applied conditioner and let the water rinse it off. Then he put some body wash to his palms and slowly applied it on you, starting from your neck. He then went to your shoulders, massaging them a bit and went to your hands. Then, he went to your torso. He soaped your back and your belly, leaving your chest last.
His hands reached your chest and started to massage it. He kneaded it for what felt a pleasuring eternity and then his fingers reached your nipples. Only one touch and they hardened. He started playing with them, earning some groans from you. He took them in between his thumbs and pointer fingers and rubbed them for a bit, then continued with shampooing your legs.
He started with your feet, then went up your calves, knees and reached your thighs. He shampooed them too and then stopped. He pulled you against him. "Open yor legs f'me sweetheart." He growled. You obeyed without a second thought.
He slid his hand in between your legs, holding them open as he spread the soap. It all felt normal for a moment. Untill he pushed one finger in, making you gasp. He curled it, earning a moan. His fingers started to thrust in you, your nails digged into his shoulders as he continued. You were getting closer and closer to your climax and Carlos kept going faster and harder. You were really close to coming when he took his fingers out. So close your mind was blank and your movements sluggish.
He sucked your neck for a bit and then turned you around, your back facing him and slammed you against the wall. In a moment he was already inside you. He stayed still for a bit. "Are you okay hermosa?" He whispered. You nodded and he started thrusting in you, his hard length hitting all the right places.
His hand slithered on your chest again and started playing with your nipples, earning some more moans, which made him go faster. For some moments, there were only the water running and your skin slapping heard.
After what felt like ages, his thrusts became sloppier, his grip stronger on your waist. He enjoyed watching you fall apart by him whilst trying to hold himself. His rhythm and pace slowed rapidly, he was now really slow but hard. You clenched, not able to hold it anymore and he stilled himself as you came, undone, nearly screaming.
He held you up as he cane inside, filling you up and then pulled out gently. You fell on his arms and he held you up so you could ride out your high. When you calmed down, he wrapped your feet around his torso and held you by your ass, careful to not touch his dick.
He bathed you, dried you off and carried you to your bed, cuddling you till you both fell asleep.
Warnings: oral (female recieving), a bit of swearing
Dual POV
Summary: Reader has a wet dream and Danny wakes them up wiht an unusual way.
Daniel's POV
I got to our bedroom, sweaty and stinky from my workout. Y/n was sprawled out on our bed, one of my shirts barely covering her whiles she took her nap. Damn, she looked so sexy like that. I kissed her forehead and took a pair of boxers before going to shower. I grabbed my towel and headed in.
I stood beneath the hot water, leaning on the wall for a bit. Then I started showering. I finished and wore my boxers, left the towel to dry and got back to our room. I opened the door and got in. She had changed position, now laying on her side, her body curled up and her breathing a bit louder than before. My Her shirt had ridden up, revealing her bare ass and thighs.
That sight alone turned me on, and then she whimpered. I got close and sat on the bed watching her. She turned to the other side, facing me. She was grasping the sheets and her lips parted, letting out a little groan. I looked down at her hips. Her thighs were glistening a bit. She groaned, this time it was my name.
My little girl was having a naughty dream about me. My dick instantly hardened and an urge to fuck her overwhelmed me. Fuck, she was so beautiful, so hot like that. I approached her and got on top of her, opening her legs easily with my hand. Her thighs and core were so soaked, that I could nearly sense her throbbing.
I slid two fingers across her folds, feeling her wetness and she responded with a whimper. She was too damn wet, only by a dream. Fucking hell. I was rock hard, the fabric of my boxers straining. I needed to do something about it now. My arms wrapped around her inner thighs holding them wide open and I laid down in between them. I got my mouth closer and exhaled, testing her. She then tried to turn sideways. I held her in place and gave her a small kiss. Seeing that she wasn't moving now, I started licking and sucking her clit.
I went slow for a bit and then started picking up my pace, my tongue thrusting in and out of her hole, my nose bumping against her now swollen clit. She moaned again and her body tensed up, then calmed down in a swift moment. I looked up and saw a hazy pair of eyes looking at mine.
Your POV
You woke up suddenly, something wet and hot invading you, and a feeling that you were held down. You just woke up from a dirty dream about Daniel, only to see your boyfriend looking at you from between your legs. He looked at you for a sec and then he continued eating you out without mercy.
He replaced his tongue with two fingers and started moving them in and out as his warm tongue moved to your clit and started licking it. His beard scratched your thighs adding a burning sensation, sending waves of overwhelming pleasure to your body. His mouth did wonders on you, the amount of pleasure you received insane.
He started teasing you, in order to catch his breath, by stopping and blowing some air on your exposed clit. It didn't take long until you reached your high, your orgasm practically exploding and filling his face.
He laid down next to you, breathless. "That was... amazing." You whispered, your breathing returning to normal. You both laid down for some time, and when he fully calmed down, he got up and returned shortly after with a damp cloth.
Daniel sat down and pulled you close, cleaning you up gently and carefully. By the time he was done, you had fallen asleep on him. He smiled, threw the cloth somewhere in the room and kissed your head as he laid down with you.
Summary: Reader realises they're pregnant and has to tell Max.
Warnings: crying, throwing up
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The first time you felt sick was at Sunday morning. You were in your own back in Monaco whilst Max was in Singapore, preparing for the race. You just felt nauseous but you didn't really care, blaming it to the sudden fall of temperature.
The next time, the same day, you were eating lunch as you watched the race, Sassy cuddling on your lap. You felt slightly nauseous again, but thought it was the food making you feel like that.
The next day you were still at work when Max came home, so he texted you to let you know. Then it clicked. You recently had done it raw, in an attempt to calm him down after his last race. And he had finished inside you. You started feeling really nauseous and rushed to the toilet. You just got there when you threw up and stayed there for a bit, just in case.
On the way home, you bought some groceries, Max's favourite sweets and headed to the pharmacy. You got painkillers, birth control pills that you had ran out of and a pregnancy test. It wouldn't be bad to know.
You finally got home, only to see a sprawled out Max in the sofa, watching TV and a cat sleeping on him. When he saw you, he got up, took the bags from you and gave you a peck on your mouth. "I've missed you baby." He whispered. "Me too, Maxie." You responded. "Lemme put them in place." He spoke and reached for the pharmacy bag. "No, you do the groceries." You insisted, heading straight to the bathroom.
You practically ran to your shared bedroom and got in the bathroom, put the pills on the cupboard next to the sink and then took the test. After a while, the timer you set beeped, signalling you to see the results.
It was what you feared. Positive. You were pregnant. Many thoughts filled your mind. What if Max didn't want it? What if he wanted you to abort? What if he left you? What if he kicked you out? And if he didn't, what kind of a mother would you become? All these made you start crying. You had to let him know. You sat down, your back on the wall, hugged your legs and cried for what seemed like hours.
Meanwhile, Max was finished with the groceries and ordered your favourite takeout. When he came out of the kitchen, he was expecting to find you waiting for him on the couch, except you weren't. He went to your bedroom and knocked the bathroom door, confused.
"Baby, everything okay in there?" Max's voice was soft, a hint of worry could be heard, even behind the closed door. He heard your sobs and got even more worried. He knocked again. "Baby, please let me get in..." His voice was breaking. "C-come in..." You said.
He got in and crouched down to hug you. "No no no baby, don't cry." He whispered, wiping away your tears. He hugged you, whispering sweet nothings in your ears till your tears stopped. Then, he looked at tour eyes and spoke. "What got you crying like that, beautiful?" You didn't say a word. Instead, you put the test into his palm. He looked at it, processing what he was seeing. "Y-you are pregnant? With a baby?" He said. You nodded. "I'm gonna be a dad ? Really?" He was surprised. "I-i thought you might not want it..." You murmured. "Are you serious? I'm gonna be a dad! I've always wanted kids with you and we did it!" You looked at him smiling slightly.
"We're gonna keep it?" "Of course, darling we're gonna be the best parents this beautiful creature can ask for." He whispered, hugging you. Then the doorbell rung. He took you by your hand to the front door. "Food is here!"
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A/n: Hii. I decided to take a break from writing over summer because I wanted to rest and because I had a lot going on and wanted to focus there. I will upload fics as much as I can because I'm quite busy this year and Danny's departure has affected me too much. Hope you like this :)
A summer breeze was slipping through the roads of Monaco, breaking down the heatwave of July. It wan one of these breezes that either cooled you down or freezes you, making you shiver. And this time, you shivered.
It was a calm, chilly night. Max had gotten home this morning and was currently on the living room, sat on his sim rig, playing (like always). Meanwhile, dinner was on the oven and you were in the bedroom, watching some random series on Netflix. You had the windows open all day, in hopes of the breeze cooling the apartment, and had forgotten them like that.
Until it hit you. You felt your body tense, then shiver. You then got in the blanket, shuffling around in hopes of warming your body up, but couldn't. There was no use. You got up, paused the episode, closed the windows and made your way straight to the living room.
You knew Max was streaming because it became a routine after all these times, and the notification from Twitch on your phone. You didn't really care tho. You had made interventions before and people adored you ever since.
You made your way to the huge living room, only to see the cats playing on the floor and Max on the sim, back turned to the rest of the room, laughing and swearing. You dragged a cushion next to his chair and sat down. He realised you were there only because you hugged his leg.
He lowered his mic. "What's up baby?" He spoke, caressing your cheek. "I'm cold." you muttered. "Aww, do you need me to warm you up?" He asked softly. He didn't need any answers. He just pulled you on his lap, wrapped his arms around you and continued to play.
You settled in, burying your head on his neck, giving him a thanking kiss. He kissed your forehead, wrapped his arms around you and continued playing.
By the time he ended his stream, you were fast asleep and warmed up. You woke up as you felt him moving. "Hi baby. Warmed up enough?" he whispered. "Yes, thank you Maxie." you muttered, still droopy. "I'm glad, let's get you up now." He got up and placed you on your feet.
You kissed him gently. "I love you." you whispered. "Me too." he caressed your cheek. Suddenly something started beeping. "What's that?" Max asked, confused. Then you realised. "Oh no." "What?" "I burned the food!" You exclaimed, running in the kitchen.
Summary: Charles starts to fall for Y/n and one late night he decides to confess.
A/n: This is the first fic with a driver's pov I've ever written, and I think it turned out really good. Enjoy
This is not my first language, so don't judge mistakes.
Monza 2024
Charles was beyond happy with himself, beyond satisfied with the car and team. In just one single season he won the two races he always dreamt of winning. His podium was unforgettable, the crowd was ecstatic. He managed to give Ferrari a home win, he managed to win for the 2nd time in Monza, the Temple of Speed.
He was ecstatic too. He had months to feel so good, so satisfied with himself. He felt like he was reborn, all the problems and fails felt like a bad dream. The team was in a good mood, the air filled with happiness.
They celebrated for hours, singing, dancing, drinking and spraying champagne. But something, someone was missing from this wild party. His race engineer, Y/n.
He excused himself without saying it to anyone, besides they were all too busy celebrating to notice. He made his way through the garage to go to the debrief room, guessing she might've be there. Indeed she was, sitting in front of her laptop with a cup of coffee in her hand. He was relieved, because he was feeling too lazy to search the whole garage.
Charles approached her carefully, being as quiet as he could, trying not to startle or distract her. She didn't seem to notice him, not untill he spoke. "What are you doing here all alone, hm? You're supposed to be celebrating." He said, voice soft.
She was slightly startled by his voice, not expecting him there. "Oh...eh... working." She responded, placing the now cold coffee down on the desk. "You're always working, you should take a break." He said, slightly worried. She ignored him. He couldn't just stand there and watch her do nothing but work all night, so he decided to take this into his own hands.
He took her laptop and saved her work, then shut it down, ignoring her complaints. He placed it into her backpack and sat down next to her. "Well, now it's just the two of us, I wanna tell you something." Charles started, his voice calm. Y/n just looked at him, her eyes showing she was curious about what he was gonna say.
Charles then continued. "It might not have been long till we met, before the Monaco GP, but I think you've been my lucky charm. I mean, I won my home race 3 days after I met you." He then paused for a bit, before continuing.
"You're a funny, kind person and you love your job. And except that, you're very pretty and you are always finding a chance to express your opinions, and they're damn good." Charles stopped again. She was looking a bit caught off guard. "Charles y-you..." "Like you, yes." He finished her sentence. His hand touched hers.
There was an awkward silence before she finally broke it. "I like you too..." Charles didn't expect it. "Really?" "Yes." He didn't find words, so he dragged her from her chair and kissed her softly, their hands intertwined.
There was them, lost in the feeling of each other's lips, the feeling of pure love. Then there was cheering. The team was squeezed in the little room, now having another reason to celebrate for. This day was a double win for Charles. He got the trophy and the girl. He remembers it as his best night for many reasons π
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Summary: She expected many wishes and texts for her bday, but everyone forgot.
Warnings: crying, feeling like shit
A.n.: I have my bday today but most of my friends forgot, and some of them posted for friends of mine with the same bday but forgot mine. π
You were getting home from work, it was your bday and expected lots of texts and calls. It was a rather calm day so you had plenty of time to chech your phone and answer the calls.
But ti was weird that many of your friends didn't send anything or post a story like they did on previous years. It worried you a bit but thought they might've been busy.
You returned home at night, knowing that Daniel was probably chilling on the living room, watching TV. You got in only to see him holding a little cake and lit candles, singing happy birthday.
You blew the candles and kissed him, then got to the bathroom to shower and change into comfy clothes. By the time you were done, Daniel had cut the cake and placed two pieces in the coffee table for you to eat.
You hopped in the couch and dug into the cake. You ate it fast and then snuggled close to him. "How was work honey, did people annoy you with the wishes?" He said, wrapping his arm around you.
"It was calm and I did have a few calls from my family, but nothing more yet." "Great." He exclaimed. "Yeah..." You mumbled.
You stayed there, cuddling and watching random shows till late and you checked up on your phone for any texts. By the time you were getting ready to sleep, no one had sent anything.
Seeing this, you felt weird. There was an empty feeling settled on your chest, like...you were forgotten. You sat on the bed, staring at the floor.
You didn't even notice the tears running from your eyes, but Daniel did, as he came back from the bedroom. He came to you and pulled you in a hug. "Sweetheart, why are you crying?" He kissed your head.
"I think that...most of my friends forgot about my birthday...no one texted me or called to wish me anything..."
"Oh baby... I'm so sorry..." He pulled you in his arms as he laid down and stayed silent, knowing he couldn't find any words to comfort you with.
He held you close till late, till sleep came after a long time of crying, tiring you completely.
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