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I cannot stop thinking about it - the way my hand kink goes absolutely ballistic around these men.

I can imagine just like idly tracing your fingers around the veins and knuckles in their hand, just the ghost of a touch on the top of their hands while they're trying to focus on a conversation and you're unintentionally distracting them. Who could blame you though? His hands are beautiful, its like touching a piece of art

Daniel Ricciardo

I feel like he'd be very enamored with your hand kink, often knowing the way your mind goes and feeding into it

maybe he puts his hand in clear view or at least in front of your face to distract you while you're with friends

Definitely the type to put his hand on your thigh while driving and trace his fingers up and down the exposed skin there (if you're in a skirt he is absolutely going in for more)

For my girlies with an oral fixation (like me) imagine him sticking his fingers in your mouth just to shut you up when you get a little too chatty and he just wants peace? Ugh, I feel like he would? Just pressing down on your tongue a bit? Maybe the two of you are watching a movie and he just wants to watch the movie but you -with your head in his lap - won't shut up so he just puts his fingers in your mouth to occupy your tongue

I can imagine him using the pads of his fingers to trace the inside of your mouth, slowly thrusting them in and out of your lips and stroking your tongue, chuckling at your silence and your dazed face, now less focused on trying to figure out this movie and more focused on Danny's fingers in your mouth

"If I knew this was how to shut you up I would've done it a lot sooner, love."

When his fingers finally retreat after realizing the movie's over he slaps your cheek a little to break you out of your haze, or at least pull your consciousness back towards him. As you look at the cocky smirk plastered on Danny's face you scowl a bit, "That was entirely unfair, Ricciardo." when he responds, "Why don't I make it more unfair and shut you up with my cock this time."

Cue mouth-fucking and nastiness

Charles Leclerc

The hand fixation with him is BAD

The man plays piano, you can't deny his beautiful and lengthy fingers would not be PERFECT for fingering

I can totally see just like sitting at the piano with him, resting your head on his shoulder, and watching his fingers glide and dance along the black and white keys, getting totally distracted by the movement of his hands

He's literally just playing piano??? Why is this turning you on??

It's not until Charles stops playing letting his final note ring out and turning his head slightly to press a kiss against your forehead, asking how you liked the song, that you realize you weren't even listening. You're not even looking at him, so focused on his hands still resting on the piano keys

When he realizes how dazed out you are he takes the opportunity to slide you into his lap with a devilish smirk, "What's wrong, mon ange? Distracted?" he rests his chin on your shoulder watching the way your breath catches as he smooths his hands up and down your thighs

"I asked you a question, Cherie" He uses his legs to spread your own apart, pressing his fingers into the skin of your thighs, while he bites at your neck, "Am I gonna have to force the words out of you?" He askes as his fingers glide dangerously close to the apex of your thighs, ghosting a touch over your covered core

Anyways he fingers you to completion on that piano bench and you cannot tell me any different. I stand by nasty Charles Leclerc.

Max Verstappen

My favorite boy with big hands - oh yeah I have thoughts (thots) for him

As we all know there are far too many examples of him grabbing people's waists, whether it be Checo, or Charles, like c'mon the man GRABS

I think when it comes to him he always has to have a hand on your waist, or thigh, or lower back, for him its a comfort knowing your right there and within his reach for you its incredibly distracting

I can see it happening at some red bull gala or celebration, him taking you as support to go talk to sponsors/other attendees and he just has a hand consistently on your lower back, uncovered by the open-backed dress you're wearing

He's dragging his fingers back and forth on your back and you can't focus on a word anyone is saying, so distracted by max's hand on your back as he lightly scratches the skin there

uyou eventually excuse yourself to the bar, skin hot to the touch from the heat building between your legs and how turned on Max's touch is making you. You couldn't focus! Maybe a drink would help.

At the bar, you're waiting on whatever drink of choice you had ordered (can never go wrong with a rum and coke in my opinion) when someone sidles up to you at the par and starts chatting you up

The conversation is boring, but you don't want to make Max look bad as his date so you plaster a smile on your face and laughs at all of this guy's shitty jokes

You're mentally begging for escape when you feel two large hands grab at your waist, pulling you backward into a strong chest. You can feel Max's thumbs stroking just under the fabric that lays at your lower back in a possessive manner.

Max presses a kiss to your shoulder before turning an icy gaze on the man you had been talking to, "Who's your friend, liefje?" you don't deign to respond, turning your head and pressing a kiss to Max's cheek as you feel his fingers flex, pulling you impossibly closer to him

The stranger is completely forgotten, having already abandoned any hope of chatting you up that night in favor of running away from the dutch lion and his princess

your drink is placed in front of you on the baras max turns you toward his chest, leaving a possessive hand on your waist, and hooking his thumb into the hem at your waistline, tracing skin only meant for him to see

Needless to say, that was your last drink of the night before max pulled you back home, a hand on you at all times, and two hands back on your waist while riding him that night