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Kevin Magnussen x Fem!Reader 

Warnings: temp play, ice cubes are used, Kevin being cheeky, oral (f!receiving), nipple play, penetrative sex, overstimulation sorta, fingering, creampie.

Word Count: 1,581

Author’s Note: this is for a very select few people and I know you undercover Kevin bitches are out there, I’m singlehandedly keeping y’all fed <3

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Kevin left the house in shorts.. in the middle of winter; when you ask him if he’s cold, he decides to show you how it really feels. 

Toto Wolff x Fem!Reader

Warnings: inappropriate work relationship, age gap (reader is in 20s), power imbalance vibes, oral (f!receiving), teasing, jealous!Toto for a moment, accidental orgasm denial, penetrative sex, finger sucking. 

Word Count: 2,927

Author’s Note: this one is for my toto whores <3 and don’t act like y’all aren’t out there cause I know you are. 

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Tall, Handsome and Older; your boss has taken an extra special liking to one of the interns. 

Miguel Galindo x Fem!Reader 

Warnings: sexual contracts, it's giving 50 shades for a second, free use, CNC, penetrative sex, oral (m!receiving), cockwarming, dom/sub elements, little bit of pool time fun. 

Word Count: 1,936

Author’s Note: no one else fit this prompt like daddy miguel - this one’s for my twin whore @halsteadssneakylink <3 // forgive me for any inconsistencies, I have yet to watch the new season LOL /// + not proof read, hoping for the best rn sorry! 

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Miguel was a business man through and through, he strikes up a deal that benefits the both of you. 

Max Verstappen x Fem!Reader 

Warnings: talks about having kids, Carola and reader are besties #rbwags <3,  mean max, penetrative sex, orgasm denial, it’s giving dom max tbh, fingering, oral (f!receiving), doggy emoji or whatever pierre said, overstimulation, a sweet moment at the end :) 

Word Count: 2,795

Author’s Note: this is like 80% porn and 20% plot  // also I know Carola wasn’t at Silverstone but go with it :) 

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Mean, Mean, Mean; Max took out his anger on you, there was no way you were getting what you wanted.

Sebastian Vettel x Fem!Reader

Warnings: you two are like horny teenagers, car sex, fingering, penetrative sex, fucking in and on the car, finger sucking, praise, creampie, little cum play and mick is disgusted. 

Word Count: 1,897

Author’s Note: y’all know I had to wrap it with my favourite guy - this one’s for my seb lovers <3333 // thank you to everyone to supported me and gave me sweet comments over the course of the month!! 

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Kids and married, there’s very little time for the two of you so when you have a date night and the roads are empty, Seb takes advantage.

Lewis Hamilton x Fem!Reader 

Warnings: long lost love, unrequited love, pining, lewis isn’t sure if he’d hallucinating or not, reader is a little stubborn and a little rude, reader’s brother and bestie are their number one supporters, one mention of the silverstone accident (no graphic details), mentions of car accidents and parental death.

Word Count: 4.3k

Author’s Note: this has been sitting in my draft for months and I finally have the motivation to finish it. I’m not really sure what this idea is but go with it // also age gaps and timelines are definitely off, sorry! just go with it. 

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High school sweethearts – not exactly. 

He wasn’t truly in school, making appearances here and there but focused on his career. The jump from F2 to F1 was a crucial time. 

You were his grounding spot. 

The bedroom window creaked when he snuck in, laying beside you in the tiny bed as his head rests on your stomach. The two of you living in a fantasy world for those few hours.  

“You’ll be by my side of course,” his fingers interlock with yours. He brings your hand up to his lips. “Married, 3 kids and a dog, a big house on the hill just like you always wanted.” He tells you, lips pressing to your ring finger.

“You mean that?” you asked, your own hand cupping his jaw as he looked up at you. 

“I promise.”

Of course you believed him, you were 18 years old. Young and stupid was the story of your life. Lewis’ jump from F2 to F1 went by in the flash of an eye. You both got wrapped in the whirlwind. 

You had watched him become an internationally known star; Sir Lewis Hamilton. 

The same Lewis Hamilton that promised you a big house on the hill, marriage and 3 kids. The same Lewis who you fell in love with the first time you spoke to him. The days went by, the distance growing between you two; they say absence makes the heart grow fonder but that’s not true when you’re 18 and 19, young and in love. 

Well, at least you were; you loved him so much it hurt. He was your first love, how could you not? 

The day he left etched in your memories. 

He used the front door and not the window; hint number one. 

You were sat on the staircase as he cupped your face. “I can’t, I have to focus on racing. You understand, don’t you?” 

Max Verstappen x Fem!Reader 

Warnings: soft birthday boy max, birthday fluff, alcohol and the consumption of, reader is left in charge of too many drunk people lmao, lando (its a warning in itself lmao), smoking/shisha, a few references to sex and jokes about it, nudity. 

Word Count: 2.5k 

Author’s Note: was in the mood to write the birthday boy so here it is lmao (yes I know I’m a day late lmao) – based on these asks: one - two - three - four - five 

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Halfway across the globe, you wanted nothing more than to hold your boyfriend in your arms. Your beloved Max turned 25 today and you were nowhere close to him. 

At least he thought so. 

Max was currently in Singapore for his race this weekend and you were supposed to be stuck in some work merger but you were currently sitting in an Uber on your way to Marina Bay Circuit. 

The streets were quiet for the most part, it was only a little past noon and most of the guys had arrived to track. Max’s assistant and press officer were the only two people that knew you were on your way to surprise the birthday boy. 

You watched as the city rolled by, taking your phone out to call him. 

He answered after two rings. “Hi baby!” Max beamed into the phone, you can see the grin on his face when you close your eyes. 

You too were smiling. “Hi sweetheart, happy birthday!” 

“Thank you,” he sighs, you can hear him sitting on something. “I wish you were here with me,” he admits, his voice softer than it was a moment again. It was killing you not to tell him you were on your way to see him. 

“I know, I wish I was there with you too.” The car stops in front of the track, you see his assistant there with your pass by the front gate. “Baby, I have to go. I have a meeting but I’ll call you back before your practice, okay?” 

“Yeah no, go. I love you.” He says. 

You smile, “I love you to the moon, Max.” 

You hang up and meet his assistant by the gate, the two of you heading back in and she fills you in on Max’s schedule for the day; when they’d be surprising him with the cake, what time practice is and where you can hangout until you come to surprise him. 

She walks you behind the hospitality buildings, letting you through the side entrance into the kitchen where you could decorate a little cake like the mechanics and crew had. 

It was about an hour later that she came to find you. 

Carlos Sainz Jr x Teammate!Fem!Reader

Warnings: alcohol and the consumption of, the wags are reader’s besties and they all make an appearance, the whole grid is here - I had too - no I mean it, everyone and their mum is there, a very prolonged ceremony because I’m a sucker for this stuff, so much fluff it’s giving me cavities, Charles and George give the best speeches, the tiniest implications of almost smut.

Word Count: 9k

Author’s Note: this one goes out to the ben hate club but especially to miss cece, the mother hen of us and our craziness. happy birthday babe!! <33 @timetoracewrites​  and also Carlos cause they’re birthday twins <3 // also forgive the poorly translated Spanish in this, I tried okay 

Part One: In This Lifetime Or Another // Part Two: Yours In Every Lifetime

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The tears have dried and started falling again, your cheeks itchy from how wet they were. There’s a knock on the door and you can’t even bring yourself to get up and open it. 

“Y/n, you decent?” The man calls out, opening the door slowly. Rupert sticks his head into the doorway only to see you on the floor. He rushes in, letting the door slam shut behind him. Rupert’s eyes study you, you’re sitting with your back to the wall, your dress hanging off the curtain rod and the curling iron still plugged in on the vanity. He unplugs the curling iron first off before crouching down in front of you.

“What’s wrong? Talk to me.” He grabs your hand, pulling you up from the floor. Rupert walks you over to sit on the bed, handing you a tissue to wipe your eyes. 

You let out a shaky breath, wiping your face dry. “It’s just a lot. I didn’t realize how alone I was until now and it sorta piled up on me.” You tell him quietly. “Blanca and Ana were here earlier but they had to go get dressed so I’m on my own, it hit me, that’s all.”  

“Do you want me to go get-” “No!” You cut Rupert off, you knew where he was going with that and you didn’t want that right now. 

There was nothing traditional about this but something had to be the same so you can have some sense of normalcy. 

You had lost your parents during your first and second season of F1. Your mum had passed first, your father the following year; that’s how it usually goes, when one passes, the other is not far off. She didn’t get to see you win your championship, your father barely holding on to see you win the first one with McLaren. You moved to Mercedes and won your second one the following year. Your parents were high school sweethearts, they spent so much of their lives together, it was impossible for him to live without her. You were an only child that came from two only children. 

How truly tragic that they left you to deal on your own. Incredibly selfish too, did they not think that you would need support ? 

“Wait here. I’ll figure something out, okay?” Rupert gives you a small smile, leaving you in the room before disappearing out the door. 

It had to be at least 30 minutes before he returned. In the meantime, you had washed your face and made yourself a drink in hopes of calming your nerves. 

There’s a gentle knock on the door, the ginger sticking his head in the doorway. “Can I come in?” He asks and you nod, sitting on the edge of the bed. 

Lewis Hamilton x Fem!Reader

Warnings: sir kink, lewis being daddy as always (sir in this case lmao), teasing, the use of sir in a sexual context, begging, penetrative sex, choking, it’s giving dom/sub but not really lmao. 

Word Count: 1,812

Author’s Note: there’s no one else who could fit this prompt. he is the one and only <33

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Proud of your boyfriend, you tease him about his new title but it turns into something more. 

Carlos Sainz Jr x Fem!Reader 

Warnings: major baby fever, Carlos thinks he’s slick, talks of having a child, probably inappropriate behaviour given the circumstances, penetrative sex slightly on the rougher side, some dirty talk, breeding, Rupert is #disgusted <3

Word Count: 1,425

Author’s Note: there’s no one more suited for this than daddy Carlos and if you follow my main, you know I can’t write Carlos without Rupert so take it or leave it lmao 

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Carlos wants a big family, it’s not too early to start practicing, is it? 

Jay Halstead x Fem!Reader 

Warnings:  Will being the cutest brother in law, slight voyuerism from Jay’s end, fingering, getting caught, slight degrading, use of the word whore in sexual context, finger sucking, some lowkey kinky shit I guess - go with it :)

Word Count: 1,537

Author’s Note: this one is for my Jay bitches :) y’all are the reason this account really took off <3

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No one touches you the way Jay does, so he makes it a point to show you how he does it.

Sebastian Vettel x Fem!Reader 

Warnings: rbr!seb (he’s a warning by himself), alcohol and the consumption of, reader being way too innocent and seb has to do something about it, corruption, inexperienced reader, teasing, fingering, oral (m!receiving), penetrative sex, restraints (use of a belt), little bit of teasing from seb’s end. 

Word Count: 3,548

Author’s Note: okay if you’ve been here for a while, you know I loveeee me some rbr!seb so I had to do this one 

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Sebastian finds himself a pretty little girlfriend and can’t wait to ruin her innocence. 

Matt Casey x Fem!Reader x Kelly Severide

Warnings: typical CF level content, I guess this counts as semi public, berating, use of official titles, this is like some taboo porn shit lmao, manhandling, spanking, dom!Kelly, soft Matt cause he’s baby <333, penetrative sex, oral (m!receiving), partly counts as orgasm denial. 

Word Count: 1,437

Author’s Note: these two are what really made this account take off so I had to put them together, it would be wrong for me not too <3 also I’m sooooo sorry this is so shitty my brain flopped + not proof read cause I’m exhausted. 

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Captain Casey and Lieutenant Severide teach you a lesson. 

Max Verstappen x Fem!Reader 

Warnings: soft birthday boy max, birthday fluff, alcohol and the consumption of, reader is left in charge of too many drunk people lmao, lando (its a warning in itself lmao), smoking/shisha, a few references to sex and jokes about it, nudity. 

Word Count: 2.5k 

Author’s Note: was in the mood to write the birthday boy so here it is lmao (yes I know I’m a day late lmao) – based on these asks: one - two - three - four - five 

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Halfway across the globe, you wanted nothing more than to hold your boyfriend in your arms. Your beloved Max turned 25 today and you were nowhere close to him. 

At least he thought so. 

Max was currently in Singapore for his race this weekend and you were supposed to be stuck in some work merger but you were currently sitting in an Uber on your way to Marina Bay Circuit. 

The streets were quiet for the most part, it was only a little past noon and most of the guys had arrived to track. Max’s assistant and press officer were the only two people that knew you were on your way to surprise the birthday boy. 

You watched as the city rolled by, taking your phone out to call him. 

He answered after two rings. “Hi baby!” Max beamed into the phone, you can see the grin on his face when you close your eyes. 

You too were smiling. “Hi sweetheart, happy birthday!” 

“Thank you,” he sighs, you can hear him sitting on something. “I wish you were here with me,” he admits, his voice softer than it was a moment again. It was killing you not to tell him you were on your way to see him. 

“I know, I wish I was there with you too.” The car stops in front of the track, you see his assistant there with your pass by the front gate. “Baby, I have to go. I have a meeting but I’ll call you back before your practice, okay?” 

“Yeah no, go. I love you.” He says. 

You smile, “I love you to the moon, Max.” 

You hang up and meet his assistant by the gate, the two of you heading back in and she fills you in on Max’s schedule for the day; when they’d be surprising him with the cake, what time practice is and where you can hangout until you come to surprise him. 

She walks you behind the hospitality buildings, letting you through the side entrance into the kitchen where you could decorate a little cake like the mechanics and crew had. 

It was about an hour later that she came to find you. 

Charles Leclerc x Fem!Reader 

Warnings: few sad tears, it’s giving sub Charles for a second, more just soft Charles, penetrative sex, some praise and that’s about it I think, more porn than plot lmao 

Word Count: 1,044

Author’s Note: hi babes! welcome to my kinktober! all posts are queued for 12am EST, every day until the end of October! hope y’all like them <333 + this one is shorter, starting off small :) 

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Charles has a bad race and needs some love and attention.