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FORMULA ONE

disclaimer: everything, and i mean literally everything, that are posted here is made purely out of fiction and imagination. no scenes are based from real events and does not reflect the people that are being mentioned. some fics may contain dark themes so it is best to check the tags before proceeding. always remember to read at your own risk and goon responsibly :)

Wanted: Max Verstappen

I have a confession

Repeat After Me

Ride Me

Wanted: Oscar Piastri

Beach Day pt. 1

Beach Day pt. 2

Wanted: Charles Leclerc

Repeat After Me

It was a long day— it's been 2 hours since Max has been streaming with his friends, playing on the simulator non-stop, barely giving you attention. Yes, it's been a long day. You've been bored since the moment you woke up because it was your day off, you had nothing to do and nothing to make you occupied even if Max is there. You've been contemplating on disturbing him but you couldn't do it, the least you've been doing is giving him snacks like a toddler busy playing and all he ever says is ‘thank you’ not even giving you a kiss. You ruffled your hair in frustration and just decided to watch a movie instead, hoping it can cure your boredom. But you were doomed, every scene just kept reminding you of him. You were beyond needy, you're craving for his touch. You've been neglected half of the day and you’ve had enough.

You marched your way to Max’s streaming room, taking a peak and seeing him focused on his game, hearing a few curses from time to time. You even contemplated if you're really going to get inside and get what you want or let him enjoy his time with his friends for a while. But you shaked those thoughts and took a step inside. Max was wearing headphones so he didn't really notice that someone came in until he saw the chat going crazy with comments saying that you were inside the room, you even saw comments where they say you look so pretty which made you blush and smile as you went closer to Max’s gaming chair.

“Hi baby, you okay?” he asked, still focused on his game. You sneak your arms on his neck and place a kiss on his cheek before nodding. He continued on playing and you kept giving him small kisses on his face. You saw the chat going crazy with what you're doing and of course, Max sees them as well. You know how possessive Max can be when it comes to you. “Stop,” he whispers quietly enough so it can't be heard in the stream as he places a hand to block his mic but loud enough for you to hear. You only responded with a chuckle.

“Turn off your camera if you don't want them to see me,” you paused for a bit as you traced a finger on the compression shirt that he was wearing. “if you don't want them to see what we're going to do.” You finished your sentence as you placed another kiss on his cheek. He panicked and immediately turned off his stream when you straddled his lap. “Damn it, woman. Congratulations, you'll be on the headlines soon enough.” Max smirks as he finally gives in. You see, that's the thing, he would always give you what you want. You don't even need to beg for it, but there are times he makes you beg of course. And this is one of those times.

“If you wanted me to fuck you so bad, you could've just told me. No need to put on a show, baby.” He says as he holds your hips, guiding you to grind on his half-hard cock. You bit your lip as you felt a shiver down your spine. The friction between the clothed parts of yours and Max just made you even more needy to his touch. Max places one hand on your nape as he forced you closer, crashing his lips to yours, kissing you feverishly. Your tongues fought for dominance but Max would always win, he is achampion after all. “Max, I need you.. Please.” You whimper in between kisses, making Max smirk. “My baby is so needy. I'm sorry for not giving you and your pretty pussy enough attention today.”

You only hummed as a response, still moving your hips on his now hard cock. You can feel him under his sweatpants, pretty sure soon enough he can feel how wet you are as well. “God, you're so wet already.” Max whispers as he sneaked a hand inside your shorts. You can feel his fingers flipping through your wet folds. His then snaps the waistband of your shorts, asking permission to remove them along with your panties. He slowly took them of, rubbing your thighs from time to time. Teasing the shit out of you.

He placed a kiss on your ear. “Ride my thighs, baby. Make a mess like you always do.” You moaned at his request. Oh how you love to ride those thick thighs of his. It was your favorite thing to do to past time even before.

You fixed your position on his thigh. You naked cunt starting to soak his pants as you start to move your hips back and forth. You moaned as Max held your hips to go faster. “Feeling good baby? You're already so messed up, I haven't even started yet.” You gripped on his shoulder for support as you felt something build up in your stomach. You were reaching your high, your thighs starting to quiver as you clench on nothing. “You're so pretty, baby. You look so perfect.” He says as he kisses you. “Come on baby, let go. Cum on my thighs. Make a fucking mess.”

“Max.. Fuck.. Please..” You tried to form words but most were inaudible as you reached your high just by riding his thigh. “Ah fuck!” you screamed as you felt a wave of pleasure flowing through you. Max showers you with wet and sloppy kisses on your neck as he helps you ride your climax.

“Let's hope my PR team won't be as furious as they were with the car sex extravaganza from before.”

You woke up as you felt someone carrying you on their back but as soon as you saw it was Oscar, you closed your eyes again. “Hey, love, I know you’re awake already.” You only hummed in response as you snuggled your head back in the crook of his neck, inhaling his sweet scent. “Do you want something to eat?” 

You only shaked your head as a response and dozed off for a bit again. Soon enough you woke up when Oscar was already opening the door of the hotel room the both of you will be occupying. You sat on the bed and wandered your sleepy eyes around and you noticed it wasn’t really a typical interior than what most of the hotels you’ve been at. You thought maybe it’s how hotels really look like here in Australia.

“You can still sleep, baby. They’ll probably sleep first as well before enjoying the beach.” Oscar said and smiled as he joined you in the bed, sitting beside you. “Should we sleep?” you asked, Oscar nodded. But then again, Oscar pretty much had other intentions.

As he lay beside you, his arms met your waist, wrapping it tightly which made you feel comfortable. You were his little spoon. “I love you.” Oscar whispers which made you chuckle for a bit before answering back. “I love you too, or just say directly that you want to fuck me.” You say as you turn around to face him.  

“Can I kiss you?” He asked, only an inch away from your face and you replied with a nod. “Kiss me, Oscar.” 

He kissed you like a thirsty man and treated your lips like water, something he is deprived of. You took a handful of his hair and moaned as he slid his tongue inside your mouth, exploring the insides and sucking your tongue from time to time. It was such an intoxicating feeling, you wanted to take a breath but at the same time you wanted to continuously drown with his kisses. 

His hands roamed on your back, drawing circles and scratching it lightly that triggered your heightened senses. Oscar smirked at the sight of you the moment his lips detached from yours, flushed and breathless. If his eyes could kill, you would've been dead by now. 

“I wanna take your clothes off. Can I take them off, baby?” You nodded as the both of you sat up so Oscar could take off your shirt. It's something that you've always loved about Oscar. No matter what situation it is, or no matter how horny he is, he will never forget to ask for your consent even with the littlest things. Sometimes it's you who gets all fussy with his questions because you're often impatient. 

“Fuck,” Oscar groans as soon as he unclasped your bra. He took his time admiring your tits, you were already familiar with his likes and you knew your tits make him weak. Deep down he's just like a new born baby, always craving for tits. 

Oscar laid you down on your back as he traced kisses from your lips down to your neck, leaving marks, down to your chest. Kissing the skin that separates your breast before sucking your right tit as he played the other with his free hand. 

You threw your head back, moaning his name while constantly tugging on his hair. Every flick of his tongue on your nipple sends shivers down your spine, sometimes it even feels like you're actually lactating. “Osc,” You moaned. You can feel him smile, proud of seeing how much his actions make you respond. 

Soon enough you felt his hand slide down on your skirt. “What do you want, baby?” He asks as he palmed your wet cunt. You moaned at the feeling, his fingers teasing your clothed pussy. “Osc, please-” 

“Please, what?” 

You cried, a tear literally fell from your eye. Oscar made sure to kiss that tear away and chuckled at your sight. He knows you're a crier because you're easily overwhelmed or overstimulated. And right now, he knows you're both overwhelmed and overstimulated. “Please, I want you inside me. Make me feel good, please.” 

“Gladly, baby.” 

Oscar lowered himself and leveled at your dripping cunt, licking it even if it's still clothed which made you squeal. “You're so cute, my baby. I love it when you make such beautiful sounds for me.” He whispered but loud enough for you to hear as he slowly took off your skirt and panties. “Look at you, so wet for me. Such a good girl for me.” 

You felt a blow of cold wind from Oscar before you felt his tongue all over your lips. You took a handful of his hair, pushing his head down even more as you bit your lip to suppress your moans, scared someone might hear you outside. When Oscar noticed that you've been trying to be quiet, he stopped which made you squirm because of the lost of touch. “Scream, baby. It's a soundproof room, I booked it for this purpose so let me hear those pretty moans, alright?” he said as he smiled, and without warning, putting two fingers inside of you. 

“Fuck! Oh, fuck- baby, plea- Mhm!” Words fail to form with your hoarse voice. Your thighs shaking from his fingers and his tongue as you grip on the sheets for dear life. His fingers, in and out of you, reach the same spot that makes you scream every time. It wasn't long until you reached your high, Oscar drinking down every drop from you. 

“You taste so good,”  he says as he crawls back up on you, licking his fingers clean in front of you. You pressed your lips against his, tasting some of yourself in him. His lips crawled down on your neck, sucking and licking you sweet spots.

“How come you're still fully clothed?” you teased as you gripped the hem of his shirt. He kneeled on top of you and took his shirt off and started unbuckling his belt as well as you helped him get rid of his pants. 

“I love you,” before you even had the chance to say it back, Oscar kissed you feverishly. You bucked your hips, rubbing yourself in him, earning a groan from him. You can feel him, hot and hard. Roaming your hands on his body down to his cock, palming the tip of it making Oscar detach from your lips only for him to moan at your touch. 

“Where's-” Oscar took the hint before you even finished your question. He grabbed his bag and took a condom. You could only smile in amusement for a second, he's always ready. After putting it on, Oscar got back on top of you and placed a kiss on your forehead.

You yelp at his sudden movement, turning you around, face flat on the pillow. “On your knees, baby, please?” Oscar whispered in your ear which you obliged to. You placed yourself on all fours, ass up and face pressed on the pillow. 

You moaned as you felt his cock rub at your entrance. “Oh, fuck, you feel so good.” Oscar moaned, head thrown back as he pushed himself inside you. “Mhm, so fucking tight.” 

“Osc!-” You screamed as he rammed inside you. Constantly changing the angle of his hips, hitting all your spots which makes you clench around his cock. Oscar leans down, still not stopping, and places kisses along your back as his hands find your tits, massaging it and playing with your nipples.

“Osc- feel full- so good..” He grabbed a handful of your hair, making your head follow his hands. He kissed you on your cheek as you cried in pleasure. “You take me up so well, baby. It's like your pussy was made for me only. Fuck, you feel so good.” 

You were a moaning mess, you can feel tears falling from your face and your thighs trembling so hard as you almost reach your high. Your cry gets louder and even whinier with every thrust. “Osc, i'm- fuck, almost there-” 

“Go on, baby, let go.” Oscar says as he hushes you by kissing your lips. His free hand rubbing your clit, putting enough pressure to add even more pleasure as you reach your high. 

“Oh, God- fuck, so good.” You collapsed as you reached your high in sync with Oscar’s. He pulled out and you groaned at the sudden emptiness. 

“I feel sleepy again..” Oscar chuckles as he fixes your hair. He let you lay down and do nothing. He grabbed a new pair of sweatpants and went inside the bathroom to clean himself quickly before going back to her while holding a damp towel. 

“Open wide, baby.” Oscar teased as he opened your legs. You scoffed at his remark and rolled your eyes on him. You flinch at the touch of the towel, feeling sore all over your body as Oscar cleans every part of you and not leaving a single spot uncleaned and unnoticed. “There you go, all cleaned up. Do you want to sleep with or without clothes on?” 

“No clothes please…” 

“Alright, baby. Go get some rest now. Sooner or later, mama would already be asking for us to join them in the sand.” Oscar placed little kisses on your face as he carried you to the other side of the bed where the sheets are less messy. He then adds another layer of blanket on the messy side of the bed just in case you roll over it in your sleep. 

You had at least two hours of sleep before you felt Oscar waking you up, saying that everyone's asking them to come out in the sand. 

Oscar already went as you said you needed more time to get ready but in reality, you just needed more time to figure out how you'll hide the marks Oscar made. It was a real struggle since you didn't bring any long sleeves, you only brought two-piece swimsuits and a see-through cloth. 

You managed to go with the swimsuit you brought and the see-through cloth and added some foundation on your hickeys. Hoping no one notices it. 

“Took you long enough,” Oscar said to you as soon as you showed up outside. He immediately notices how uncomfortable you look and asks if you are alright or if something hurts. You quickly reply with a no with every question he asks. “It's embarrassing, I can't find a swimsuit that can cover up your bites!” you whispered frustratedly as Oscar formed an-O with his mouth then laughing right after. 

“Why didn't you wear any of my shirts?” 

“I'm not sure which one you'll let me wear..” Oscar chuckles, “Baby, you can use my toothbrush for all I care.” 

You decided to go back in the room to change into one of Oscar’s shirts due to certain circumstances. He was more than happy to share everything with you, even his last name.

It was already one in the afternoon and you were all behind the time planned to leave the house. Recently, Oscar had this brilliant idea to have a day or two at the beach with his whole family as a chance for you to be able to bond with them, something you’ve always wished for the moment Oscar asked you to officially be his girlfriend. 

Everyone, excluding your boyfriend, were pretty calm about the situation. Oscar has been walking back and forth in the living room while holding his checklist. You couldn’t help but to chuckle at the sight of him. Little moments like this made you adore him even more. He really wants your stay in his hometown to be perfect. What he doesn’t know is it already is. What you meant by bonding with him and his family only meant to spend time with them even in the comfort of their own home and eat dinner at the table.

“Love, sit down for a bit. You’ve already triple-checked that list of yours.” You whisper to him as you run your hands on his shoulder, trying to ease him. It worked eventually and he flashed a smile to you. “I’m sorry, I just want this vacation of yours to be perfect. Especially since it's your first time here in Australia. Wouldn’t want you to hate the place and not think about going back here now, do I?”

You giggled at his silly remark and placed a peck on his lips. “Silly baby, of course I’d want to go back here. Even if you show me the dirtiest and ugliest part of Australia, I'd still want to go back. It’s your hometown, it’s basically you in many ways so why would I hate it?” 

“Even the spiders?’

“No, Piastri. Not the spiders.” you say as you glared at him and he just laughed as he ruffled your hair. You didn’t mind really, but if it were other people you would already burst in flames. 

After a few more minutes, everyone has already finished packing and finally placed their bags in the trunk of the van. Oscar and his mom were even fighting at first because Osar wanted to drive but his mom won’t let him. Eventually he gave in knowing how much of a mama’s boy he is. The both of you sat at the back of the van, it was your favorite spot in every van because you felt more comfortable since you feel no eyes watching behind you. Aside from Oscar’s of course. 

“Will you ever stop staring at me?” you joked as you turned off your phone. you heard Oscar release a small chuckle and felt him scoot closer to you. you didn't mind at all, physical touch was your love language and he knew that too well. you took it as an opportunity to rest on his chest and close your eyes but Oscar had different intentions. 

As you relaxed on his chest, you felt his cold hands linger on your clothed body. tracing your curves and drawing circles on your back, slowly making its way on your thighs which he had easy access to, all thanks to you deciding to wear your favorite skirt. “Oscar, not here.” you mumbled as you enjoyed his touch but the thought of being caught by his family members is such an embarrassment. 

“Hey, can you get the blanket in ma’s bag? It's cold back here.” Oscar said as he took out his cousin's earphones in front of us. Oscar smiled as he reached for the blanket and gently covered you up as he placed a kiss on the side of your head. “no one will see now, you just need to be quiet if you want me to continue.” 

“Do you want me to continue?” you nodded as a response. “I need words, baby.” 

“Continue please, love.” 

Oscar guided your head to rest on his shoulder as he rested his arm on your waist and his free hand slid under the blanket. you can feel his hands wander around your body, starting from your knees, to your thighs, to your hips, up to your waist, cupping your clothed tits. your breathing hitch as you struggle to be quiet. “Look at you, struggling so hard to keep it down already and I barely touched you yet.” Oscar whispers to your ear, adding fuel to your fire. 

“Osc- fuck!” you yelped as he suddenly pinched your nipple. He responded quickly, covering your mouth with his free hand and chuckled in your ear. “Be quiet, love. you wouldn't want them to know how desperate we are, don't you?” 

You bit your lip, hoping it would help you stop the lewd noises that might come out of your mouth as Oscar slipped his hand inside your panties. His fingers playing with your clit and teasing your hole. “Do you feel how wet you are, love? I can easily put my finger inside you.” he said as he slid two fingers inside you without warning, making you grip tightly on his arm as you battle with yourself to prevent yourself from releasing a moan or a whimper or a whine, you weren't sure anymore what sound would come out of your mouth. But you know it would be trouble if people in front of you heard it. 

“Osc, please.” you whimpered as you felt yourself trembling and clenching around his fingers. “are you near, love?” you nodded quickly, almost sobbing from the feeling. “Of course you are. Look at you, such a needy baby enjoying my fingers. Imagine if it's me inside you and not just my fingers. the sounds you'd make will be heavenly.” 

“Fuck- oscar, i'm almost-” you struggle to complete your words as he adds another finger inside of you, fastening his pace even more. He curled his fingers inside of you, reaching your spot which made you scream. Thankfully, he was fast enough to cover your mouth as he continued to fuck you with his fingers as you reached your high. 

You were left breathless as he removed his hand inside you and licked his fingers clean. 

He took his bag and grabbed a roll of tissue and wiped off a few of the residue left on his finger. He took another sheet of tissue and wiped the tears from your eyes, you didn't even feel it. “I think I stressed you out too much. we both know how much of a screamer you are." Oscar jokes, you slapped his arm with no energy at all. He took some wet wipes from his bag as well and slid his hand back on your underwear and wiped you clean.