𐔌♫ྀི 𓈒 ݁ valentine,, 🦢

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pairing: kimi antonelli x girlfriend!reader

after five races in a row, kimi antonelli feels like he’s on top of the world. at the end of the day, though, he might just be on top of you.

genre: short-short-shooort fic. romance.

warnings: suggestive. kimi antonelli is so hot omg. waist grab and… yeah.

word count: 646.

a/n: I KNOW I KNOW, KIMI AGAIN. i'm not normal about him, sorry. guys, to be totally honest, this doesn’t even count as a fic. i’m useless at writing smut, so i didn’t. but i did wanted to write something for kimi’s fifth victory because, seriously… it’s just delicious.

Down below the podium, you watch Kimi Antonelli take his fifth consecutive victory.

You're clapping, but honestly, the motion is completely absent-minded, because your attention is fixed on the boy who, just hours earlier, had tilted your chin up in the middle of a heated make-out session in the drivers' room and murmured against your lips, "I'm getting that win for you today.” Then he'd left you stranded on the couch, breathless and flushed, desperately in need of the coldest shower of your life.

reader who lives next to a sweet elderly lady who’s always trying to set her up with someone/encourage her to meet somebody.

will peer over the fence & be like “you got a boyfriend yet, hun?”

when reader says no the older lady just tuts & all exasperatedly says; “why not!? pretty girl like you outta have a boyfriend.”

reader just laughs; “well unless he just falls out of the sky…”

& it’s this sweet back & forth banter over the fence. they sit & have tea on sundays, reader helps her with her plants & around the house stuff when she asks.

then one day her neighbor is sitting on her porch at night & jack just…shows up. maybe he’s bringing reader home from work/just dropping her off. reader’s neighbor is immediately intrigued. jack just waves at her with a small smile & nod of his head before getting back into his car.

the neighbor doesn’t say anything, doesn’t ask reader anything until the following sunday.

“you get home ok the other night?”, she’ll ask.

“oh, yeah! my co-worker brought me home.”

“that hunk of a man is your coworker?”

reader almost spits out their tea; “he’s—what? yes uh-“

“don’t know how you work with him everyday without doing something about that…lord I was blushin’ just seeing him once.”

“oh so you knew I got home ok then, you’re sneaky.”

“I try…you like him?”

reader chokes on their tea this time; “what!?-“

“the handsome man, you like him?”

reader stares with wide eyes; “I don’t know how to answer that…it’s complicated.”

“well uncomplicate it then, sweet girl. what’re you waiting for?”

“him to fall out of the sky I guess…”

then jack shows up at reader’s house alone; maybe to water their plants while reader is out of town??

the neighbor calls jack over who just is kind of taken aback, pointing at himself & looking around before walking over to the fence.

“who’re you?”

“i’m jack.”

“you know the sweet girl who lives here?”

“yes ma’am, we work together.”

“hm…you got a girlfriend?”

“no, widowed ma’am.”

“…you like the sweet girl?”

jack’s crimson, stuttering out a; “y-yeah, very much so.”

the neighbor just nods once; “you tell her that before you’re both shriveled up like me.”

jack doesn’t mean to laugh, but he does; “yes ma’am.”

then the neighbor just slowly…pushes them together !!

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The porn on his bookshelf’s could curdle milk, he’s reading harem werewolves sold to the alpha type books while trinity reads 80k slow burn the kiss is on chapter 43.

Trinity makes fun of Dennis because fanfiction isn’t embarrassing but reading Daddy Alphas Soft Wet Bride IS.

the first time he had sex with robby, he practically had his arm shoved in his mouth to muffle his sounds. each thrust into his eager cunt elicited a whine which was lost to his jumper sleeve.

an ex had compared his sex noises to a bitch in heat, a barnyard animal, a pornstar whose rent was due. slowly, he'd conditioned himself to hide his voice during intercourse, so he wouldn't scare his partner off, especially now that he had robby.

robby obviously hated this. he wanted to hear every gasp, every hitched breath, every groan caused by a critical hit to the younger's cervix.

dennis's eyebrows furrowed when robby seemed to suddenly pull out, leaving him completely empty. "r-robby, what's wrong? did i do something?" he asked nervously.

dennis was about to close his legs before robby grabbed a hold of his knees, pinning them back open. the sudden action forced a gasp from dennis.

"why're you doing that? keeping those sweet little noises from me.. have i not earned them?" robby asked, looking genuinely curious, and honestly a little disappointed.

immediately whitaker went into defense mode, "no, no, not you at all! it's just, like, i don't sound pretty when i moan, i guess? i dunno, i didn't want to ruin the mood," he explained, his cheeks somehow becoming more flushed.

with this new understanding, robby's eyebrows pinched, "if you don't uncover that pretty little mouth of yours, i might have to tie up those wrists tight enough to bruise. or i could just take you over my knee and spank that plush ass until you remember every time you sit down." his hand slid from dennis's knee all the way past his chubbed little t-dick, by his dripping hole, and all the way to his peachy ass. "understand, den?" he commanded in a low tone.

well, fuck, how is he supposed to argue with that? with a slow nod and a verbal, "yes, sir," robby slid back inside until he bottomed out. for the first time, he got to hear his boy's moans. high-pitched, choppy, and definitely loud enough to make his neighbors file a complaint, but robby wouldn't have it any other way.

aftercare that night included lots of praise to build back up dennis's self-esteem. "you sound so beautiful, pup." "oh, you did so well, sweet thing." "you have no idea what your moans do to me."

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