"let's Break Up" ☆

Clingy | Lewis Hamilton

WC: 1.3K

Lewis x wife!reader

Summery:(REQUESTED) Just lewis being affectionate and clingy to his wife.

Warnings: none

Masterlist

Lewis has always been the attentive type, you loved to spoil you and take care of you. He's very loving and caring, he started picking up on your little wants and needs very early in the relationship without you even having to say anything. What was weird is how much more all his love became, everything just intensified for some unknown reason, it was amplified.

Lewis never asked you to travel with him to any of his races, he always just left you to pick and choose when you wanted, he never wanted to pressure you into coming if you didn't feel up to it. But as of late it all has changed, each week he'd ask you to fly with him.

"But Lewis, I don't have any more clothes, I'll go home and next week I'll fly out with you." You'd say and he'd just laugh.

"Sweetheart, I can buy all the clothes you want." Needing anything was not an excuse to Lewis, he earned more than enough for you to dress in new clothes every day if you wanted. And you earn your own money from working in his team as well, so money was not an issue. Offering you a job on his team was also one of the ways he'd kept you close.

"Fine, I'll go with you." You say giving up and Lewis leans over to press a loving kiss to your lips. "Only because you're cute though."

"Hey, I'll take it." You both laugh enjoying the moment.

Lewis isn't the biggest fan of PDA, sure he's kissed you when he won races before and don't get me started on the kisses you shared whenever he won world championships, the online girlies went crazy over these. Lately they have way more content to share around containing you two, or more like Lewis's hands.

He's always touching you one way or another, holding your hand, his arms around your shoulders, pulling you back to his front as you both talked to someone, arm around your waist, on your butt on your thighs, his hands were everywhere.

"My timeline is filled with you touching me." You tell Lewis while you were in the car on the way to the track, you turn the phone for him to see. His hand was on your thigh from the moment you got in the car.

"What can I say, I just have a beautiful and irresistible wife." Lewis says and you chuckle.

"Flattery does nothing, you're already married to me." You tease Lewis, he smiles at you.

"Best thing that has ever happened to me." You blush at the look he's giving you, you try to hide your face from him, it's been so many years since you started dating and he still has that effect on you. "Don't hide your face."

That makes you blush more, Lewis kisses your cheek lovingly, and you lean into him.

The rare times you're not together, you're always texting. Check-ins are a must in your relationship. Just small texts, where are you? How was your day? Did you eat? Do you need anything? Do you want anything? And a ton of I miss you(s) and I love you(s).

During race weeks, when he was in the garage or in a meeting, he'd always pop in or look for you to spend just a few minutes together before he's whisked somewhere else.

"Lewis, you look happy today." The interviewer commented at the smiley man in front of her, his smile was contagious.

“Yeah, it’s just my wife is standing right there." Lewis said and pointed at where you were smiling and talking to one of the Mercedes staff, unaware of his eyes that went to you every once and a while. But you felt it when the camera turned to face you along with everyone else. You slowly stopped talking and looked at everyone weirded out how they all turned to you at once.

"Uh hi." You say uncertain, waving your arm slightly at them.

"Lewis was just saying you're the reason he's so happy today." The interviewer said and your eyes went to your husband who was smiley just like he was all weekend.

“He's just been giddy all weekend." You try to make the focus go elsewhere, despite being in the spotlight for years because of Lewis you still weren't 100% comfortable with the attention especially when it was mainly on you.

"I'm just happy she's here this weekend." Lewis says and you smile at him refusing to say anything, since you're there most weekends.

There was a rare weekend when you were feeling a tad bit tired and wanted to just stay back home, feeling a bit sick and exhausted. After the race Lewis flew home straight away, the race was in Italy so the flight to Monaco was a very short one. When Lewis made it home the first thing he did was head to the living room where you sat watching your comfort show.

You heard the front door open and close, making you smile to yourself anticipating the warm greeting. And within seconds, Lewis was by your side, his arms wrapping around you in a gentle yet possessive embrace.

"Hey, love." He murmured, nuzzling his face into your neck. "Missed you so much."

"You saw me not even four days ago." You chuckle softly pausing your show.

"It's still too long." He sighed, tightening his hold on you. You couldn't help but laugh, it was all too funny, how protective and clingy he's become in the last couple of months. It was like he sensed it all before she did, something that she was sure of just today. The incline that you had proven today and it put everything in perspective.

"Lewis." You say pushing his braids out of his face, you turn so you're facing him, his arms loosening from around you. His eyes were filled with adoration and love, they were inviting and warm. "I need to tell you something."

“What is it, love?" Lewis asked, a hint of concern creeping into his voice. "Are you alright?" His grip on you tightened a bit. "Is everything alright? Are you sick?"

You shook your head no, your smile widening. "No, nothing like that. Actually, quite the opposite... Lewis, I'm pregnant.”

For a moment there was silence. Lewis took a few seconds to process your words, but once he processed it and it made sense in his mind, his eyes lit up with pure joy and disbelief.

"You're- you're pregnant... we're having a baby?" Lewis stammered, you nodded your eyes filling with tears.

"Yes, we're having a baby." A sound of pure joy just escaped his lips, you laugh as he pulls you up and in a fierce hug.

"Oh my god, this is amazing!" He exclaimed, twirling you around." I'm going to be a dad."

You laughed, the room is filled with the sound of pure happiness and love.

"Yes you are." You lean into him, and you verbalise your theory that you had since you found out. "That's probably why you've been so clingy and protective lately, your instincts knew before we did."

Lewis kissed you deeply, his happiness overflowing.

"I love you so much, and I love our little one already." He whispers against your lips.

"I love you too Lewis." You replied, resting your forehead against his. "I can't wait for us to be parents, and start the next chapter of our life together."

If you thought Lewis was protective and touchy before, you had it wrong. From the moment he found out about you being pregnant he doubled everything that he was before. His attentiveness took on a new meaning. Every touch, every gesture, was filled with even more love and care, now directed not just at you but at the life inside of you. You just relished in his attention and his affection, knowing that your life and your baby's life will just be filled with endless love and happiness.

Maintaglist

@gnatthefly . @mochimommy2002 . @llando4norris . @mrswolffs-blog . @barcelonaloverf1life . @c-losur3

hey, this is the first fic i’ve ever written. i just wrote about stuff i like! sorry if the pacing’s a little off. i’ve read this too many times and i feel like it moves a bit fast, but i tried my best lol.

jeongin x reader, dog hybrid jeongin, posessive, jealousy, dubious consent, marking, size difference, size kink, nipple play, multiple orgasms, breeding, knotting, biting

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“innie, i’m home!” you call out as you shut the door behind you. you hear the jingling of jeongin’s collar as he is alerted from wherever he was napping and comes to the door to greet you.

“y/n!” jeongin’s brown eyes crease and sparkle when he gives you a big smile. he gets all up in your space, tail wagging, and begins to scent you now that you’re back in your shared home for the night.

after a minute, though, his tail halts its movement and he pauses, nose in your neck. he sniffs thoroughly, then moves to your hair and sniffs around some more. here he finds something that makes a quiet growl begin to rumble in his throat.

“innie?” you put your hands on his tense shoulders and notice the hair on the back of his neck is raised.

“y/n… who were you with today?” jeongin looks at you and his eyes have gone dark. who were you with today? you just went to work like usual… oh, right.

“oh, one of my coworkers brought their hybrid in at lunch today. he was another doggy, so maybe that’s why you can smell him so much. i just let him sit in my lap for a little while we ate, that’s all.”

jeongin moves until he is standing over you. “that’s all?”

this is beginning to feel strange. jeongin has never acted like this before. what’s so unsettling about the scent of this dog on you?

you narrow your eyes. “yes, that’s all. what’s the issue?”

jeongin leans over, takes your hair in his hand, and brings it to his face. breathing in whatever scent lingers on it, a growl rumbles from his chest again. “this guy really liked you, y/n... he must have been having a great time, sitting in your lap, rubbing his scent all over you. he smells like he couldn’t get enough.”

“jeongin,” you scold, “i don’t know what you’re suggesting, but it sounds very inappropriate. all we did was sit, and i pet him a little and shared some food. now if it really bothers you so much, i can go shower. but the way you’re acting-“

you’re cut off by another, louder growl and jeongin’s hand moves from holding your hair in his hand to gripping the base of your scalp. he’s now looming over you, the glint in his eyes having turned predatory.

“you fed him? what is he, a bitch? this guy is so desperate he goes around spreading his horny scent on any human? on my human?” his grip on your hair tightens.

you’ve definitely never seen your pup act like this before. his hand is large and strong where it tugs on your hair, and his large frame towers over you menacingly. “innie, you’re scaring me. i-i’ll go take a shower-“

“no. you’re gonna sit right there and i’m gonna make sure you and that bitch know who you belong to.”

“innie-“

you can’t get another word in before his mouth is on yours, hot and commanding and all-consuming. he kisses you like he’s been holding himself back for months, and his other hand comes up to hold the side of your jaw in order to kiss you deeper. you whimper into his mouth, overwhelmed, and grasp at his shoulders. the kiss is purposeful, dominating, and filthy.

once jeongin has thoroughly claimed your mouth, he uses the grip he has on your hair to tilt your head back and nose down your neck once more. he breathes hotly across your jaw and ear and nips at the column of your throat. once he reaches the sensitive area above your collar bone, he flattens his tongue on the skin and moans out loud.

you are completely shocked at jeongin’s sudden dominating behavior, but you can’t deny the intense heat beginning to gather in your stomach at his rough treatment and possessive words. has he always thought of you as his? your mind quickly reflects on how he has acted when in public with you, how he sticks close to your side and stares down every stranger protectively, how he has a habit of clinging to you at home, wrapping you up in his big arms and pulling you against himself contentedly. he gets anxious letting you out of his sight and doesn’t particularly like when you bring people over. he is always keeping an eye on you, making sure you’re safe, and takes his job guarding the house very seriously. you can begin to see how it could seem that you belong to him instead of the other way around.

jeongin sucks on that spot on your neck until it’s raw, sure to leave a dark mark in the near future. he marks up the entire side of your throat and makes his way back down to your collarbones until he is interrupted by your shirt. thoroughly displeased, he lets out an annoyed growl before gripping the material of you shirt and, without hesitation, tearing it straight down the middle.

his increasingly animalistic behavior continues to concern you as much as it turns you on, as does the dark, possessive look in his eyes as he takes in your exposed upper body.

“i-innie… what’s gotten into you?”

his eyes briefly lock onto yours before he is lifting you by the waist and effortlessly throwing you over his shoulder. you let out a surprised squeak as your panties dampen even more at the blatant show of strength. he’s always been big, but he hardly ever shows the strength he possesses, especially not by manhandling you.

jeongin carries you all the way to your room where he deposits you on your bed. he immediately takes off his own sweater before crawling back over you and grabbing at your exposed skin. he leans his weight down on you as he gets his mouth back on you, sucking more marks possessively into your neck and chest. when his tongue finds your nipple, his lips latch onto it and he lets out a low, drawn out moan.

innie has always liked your chest. you’ve always tried to bat his curious hands away when he grabs at you, but he somehow always seems to end up with his hands on your tits and your tummy while cuddling you, his chin hooked over your shoulder and letting out little content huffs. you usually try to ignore it, but your tits have always been sensitive, especially your nipples. you tell yourself it’s innocent, that he’s just showing his affection, but now, with his lips closed around your nipple and tongue working the sensitive bud, you see how far his fixation really extends.

“fuck, innie- baby-“

he lets out another moan when your hands find his hair, sucking gently and tantalizingly as his hands cup your tits and bring them closer to his face. when he shifts to move his mouth to your other nipple, you feel his pelvis press against your thigh and realize for the first time how affected he is. you can feel an impressive length, hot and thick through his sweatpants. the thought muddles your brain as he continues his gentle, mind-numbing stimulation on your sensitive nipples. you can’t help the noises that leave you and his hips begin to grind his length into your plush thigh.

jeongin’s mouth detaches from your tit and he lets out a groan. “need you…” he growls, pushing his hips against you and sending another rush of heat down to your already soaked panties. “smell so good. so good all for me. mine.”

he tugs your pants off hurriedly and practically rips your panties off of you. he wastes no time in tugging his own sweatpants and boxers down, deciding he’s had enough of waiting. the sight of the massive length that you had felt against your thigh makes your eyes go wide. he parts your soaked folds with the fat head and prods against your entrance without delay.

“innie— wait—!”

jeongin doesn’t hesitate before pushing his hips forward. he growls as your little pussy struggles to accommodate his size, and your jaw drops at the stretch.

“fuuuuuck— haah, jeonginnie- nngh- won’t fit!”

but he simply lets out another deep growl and continues to push inch after inch of his massive cock into your tight cunt.

“gonna make it fit… fuck, baby…”

the name he’s never called you before makes your pussy clench around him, causing him to moan once again. with a determined grunt, he forces the last few inches into your little pussy, stuffing you absolutely full.

just the stretch of him makes your eyes roll back and your back arch off the bed. his big dick is reaching sensitive spots you never knew existed, stretching your tight walls open to just to fit inside. he’s holding you down by your hips, eyes locked on the place you’re connected, pelvis pushed flush against you. you’ve never felt so full in your life. it’s overwhelming.

“innie, puppy, oh fuck— i can’t… oh my god, so big, baby, oh my god—“ you babble mindlessly, already feeling the edge approaching. his hips begin to rock into you slowly, not pulling out, just making you feel the utterly satisfying press of him deep in the back of your pussy.

“baby. baby. all mine… all mine.” jeongin presses his nose back into the column of your neck and breathes you in deeply. he lets out a long groan before pulling out slowly, almost completely, and thrusting back in forcefully.

the sheer size of him filling you up again all at once makes you scream, arms grabbing at the sheets helplessly, your pussy spasming through an intense orgasm. he stays pressed inside you and his fingers come up to rub you through it.

“fuuuck, baby. so tight.” jeongin barely gives you time to recover before he lifts himself up on his strong arms and thrusts into your sensitive pussy again, and again, building a pace that has him reaching deep into you with every push.

your mind is struggling to keep up with the intense pleasure rocking through your body. eventually your body gives in and goes limp, letting him manhandle you and bounce you on his dick using his grip on your hips. he lets out animalistic grunts and growls every time he thrusts up into you, and you swear your mind goes empty the more he abuses the sensitive depths of your pussy.

he shifts so that his knees are closer to your body, bending your legs up and towards your chest and leaning over you to pin your wrists above your head. the angle allows him to slide somehow even deeper. when he resumes his punishing pace, you realize with a loud, startled moan that he is now hitting your g-spot with direct accuracy with every thrust. it makes you involuntarily clamp down even harder and you start to tear up from the overwhelming pleasure.

one of innie’s hands leaves your wrists and you feel him rub the plush softness of your tummy. “oh god…” he thrusts deep again, and that’s when you feel it. “fuck baby, you feel me right here? right here in your tummy?”

you look down, placing your hand over his, and sure enough, there is a noticeable bulge in your tummy every time he pushes his massive dick into you. the thought makes you groan and tighten up again, and you feel another orgasm approaching.

“nngh. so deep, huh? gonna cum in you so deep, baby. gonna put all my cum in you and knot you up. all mine. gonna knot you so full, all for me.”

you moan helplessly as your second orgasm crashes over you, tears spilling down your face as jeongin’s pace doesn’t falter. “oh, you like that, huh? you want my pups, baby? you gonna carry my litter in your tummy?”

you’re still cumming around him as his filthy words reach your ears. you’ve always had a weakness for breeding, and of course you’ve always been weak for your puppy.

“fuuuck, please innie! oh my god— aah, please—“

suddenly, jeongin is pulling out of you and lifting you up by the waist. he manhandles you until he’s seated against the headboard with you on top of him, and sinks you back down on his cock. you let out a long moan as each new position feels like he’s reaching new depths in your guts. he’s simply that big.

he lets you settle onto his lap for a minute before grabbing your hips with his big hands and lifting you straight up, and beginning to bounce you on his dick like you weigh nothing. like a fleshlight. every display of his strength and power over you is insanely hot and has you whimpering in his hold all over again. the complete loss of control of going from owning to being owned has your mind spinning.

jeongin tucks his head close to your ear and speaks in that low, growly voice he’s adopted. “gonna breed you just like this. ‘m gonna fill you so full of cum and then i’m gonna fuck you again, yeah? gonna fill you ‘till it takes, baby. then everyone’s gonna know you’re mine.”

you can’t do anything except moan and drool and let him use your pussy, and it’s the best feeling you’ve ever felt. when you start to feel something catch on the way into your pussy, your eyes widen. does jeongin actually have a knot? fuck, there’s no way you can take it. his dick is already too big. there is just no way.

when you start to squirm in his hold, jeongin growls in displeasure and tightens his bruising grip on your hips. “nuh-uh. you’re gonna take it. gonna make it fit, told you. be a good slut and take my knot.”

he continues to bounce you on roughly his cock until it begins to become impossible to lift you off his knot anymore. that’s when he reaches his hand down to your soaked pussy and uses his middle finger to rub furiously at your clit while grinding his hips.

“there you go baby. cum for me again. cum on my fucking knot. squeeze your little pussy on me, come on.”

it’s then that the most intense orgasm you’ve ever had explodes through you. your vision goes white for a few moments, and when you come to, jeongin is pinning your hips down onto his lap like his life depends on it and growling into your ear, “good girl. fucking take it. milk my knot with your tight pussy, holy shit—“

he’s wrapping his arms around your waist securely, pushing his hips up into you, pressing his big knot as deep as it will go, and he’s finally biting the junction of your shoulder with a snarl and you begin to feel his cum pump into you. the pain of the wound in your neck blurs with the pleasure of being filled by spurt after spurt of his cum straight into your womb. and he’s still cumming. you’ve never felt so full in your life.

jeongin removes his sharp teeth from your neck and begins gingerly licking the wound, still growling quietly every few seconds as he continues to pump you full. you’ve gone completely dead weight on his lap, head lolling onto his shoulder and whimpering with every roll of his hips and he’s still cumming. you feel jeongin’s hand return to your tummy and gently rub the area where he’s been filling you up.

you look down at your tummy again and sure enough, he’s filled you with so much cum that your belly has started to get round.

“so good.” he whispers into your neck. “did so good for me. taking all my cum. gonna get you nice and pregnant, baby. nice and full of my puppies.”

“innie, stop it…” you moan.

he shushes you and guides your head to rest on his shoulder. “shhh. it’s ok. you don’t have to worry about anything. just go to sleep, yeah? my beautiful girl.” he strokes your hair and you feel his cock twitch in you again. your body is completely spent, eyes drooping shut as he continues to whisper in your ear. “such a good girl. all mine now, yeah? my girl. gonna get you all pregnant so everyone’s gonna know. all mine…”

the last thing you remember before succumbing to your exhaustion is feeling jeongin kiss gently at your new mark he left on your shoulder and feeling completely safe and content in his strong arms.

More Brahms please?

Love you~Isabella

How about Brahms with a mommy kink? And a breeding kink? And lactating kink? And-

Okay calm down Kali... Thanks for the idea Isabella, have a treat~

Mommy's good boy | Brahms Heelshire x AFAB!Reader

Summary: Brahms is your good boy <3

Cw: Lots of porn, cum, praising, mommy kink, dom!reader, cock warning, sub!Brahms, whiney Brahms, spoiled Brahms, nursing, big dick, lots of cum, cum eating, belly bulges, mentions of pregnancy

"Mommy please!" Brahms said bellow a whisper as you sank down on his cock, slowly, too slow for his liking

"Be a good boy and stay still baby" you said, calmly sitting down on his never ending cock, it was so big it always bulged on your tummy

"But mommy-" you hushed him

"You're mommy's good boy right? Then stay still and mommy will give you what you want"

"Nngh" he whined, he didn't like waiting, but he had been a brat today and he deserved a little punishment

Y/n rested her hand on her belly, caressing Brahms' dick inside her and also, the baby that is growing inside her thanks to him

"Soon my baby bump will be bigger, are you excited for it Brahmsy?"

He nodded "Yes mommy, it makes me so horny to think I got you pregnant"

"Because you're a good boy baby" you started rocking your hips on him, his dick hitting your g spot so good it made your eyes roll back

Soon you started to bounce on him, skin slapping skin and wet noises filling the room

"Mommy, more please"

He grabbed your hips and held you up, snapping his own hips brutally into you, making you moan and whine

"Good boy Brahms!"

~•~

Some months before...

"Fuck, fuck, mommy, gonna cum!" He moaned, thrusting into you at an animalistic pace, the bulge on your belly disappearing and coming back as he took you from behind

"Brahms! So close don't stop baby!"

Soon enough he came inside you with no warning, he always did that, since you lived here alone with him and couldn't really leave the house to get birth control, he was fucking you raw and breeding you every night, you were surprised you weren't pregnant... Yet...

Your pussy was pumped with cum, an incredible orgasm crashed into you as his dick twitched inside you

"Mommy's cunt is so good"

"Look at the mess you made baby, you gotta clean it up"

Now on your back with your legs open wide, he was sucking his cum out of you, licking you clean while he rutted on the bed from how nasty and good it was

"Good boy Brahms, cleaning up your mess..."

~•~

You were sitting on the couch, a novel on your right hand as your left one brushed Brahms' hair as he sucked on your nipple

"No teeth baby"

"Yes mommy" he said going back to nursing while his other hand caressed your other tit

"Good boy Brahms"

He's your good boy~

𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐍𝐨 𝐄𝐯𝐢𝐥

Norman Nordstrom x F!Reader

requested by: @babygurl97​

wordcount: 2.4k words

summary: Teasing Norman is never a good idea.

warnings: smut, rough sex, age-gap

After the murder of his daughter, Norman Nordstrom lived in a world full of silence. The only noise that came from his house for a long time was the occasional sound of his dog barking when someone was at the door. That all changed when you came into his life. Your presence breathed so much life into the home. Music always seemed to flow throughout the space; accompanied by your soft voice that he came to love.

No longer was he claimed by the past through his loneliness. Anytime his mood would grow dark you would be there to keep him grounded. Your gentle touch and words always hit the right buttons. You were the only person Norman could stand to be around. (Although, he loved your companionship more than he would admit.)

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Yours. Mine. Ours. - MV1/OP81/LN4

Part 1

Dark fic + - Minors DNI- if you don't like this or the warnings/themes make you uncomfortable. I can't stress this enough, DO NOT READ THIS

Summary: Lando brings home a girl that he thinks will be prefect for him, Max and Oscar but things between the three never necessarily run easily.

Themes/warnings: Smut 18+ (future parts), reverse harem, kidnapping, drugging, pre-existing relationshipish - mean!Max x nonchalant!Oscar x overexcitable!Lando

Word count: 1.9k

The three sort feel into the arrangement. How? Lando.

He noticed them all wanting a girl one night and then that one experience kind of continued with other women. But more recently he's wanted something more serious.

However, Max thinks it's a bad idea for a more permanent woman in their lives and Oscar has made no attempt to even comment. Leaving Lando on his mission to convince Max and Max on his mission to unconvince Lando.

"He's not going to give up." Oscar comments after Max asks where the Brit is.

"He's still chasing some poor girl for us?" Max scoffs rolling his eyes as he sits down in his sim and Oscar, as usual, doesn't comment.

He's not sure about the idea. He's not exactly opposed to it. They're giving opportunity for more and more for the public to find out about their...arrangement and that would be PR apocalypse for the teams and even F1 as a brand.

3 drivers all practically acting as predators to corner and fuck women? Not exactly the golden angel child image they'd rather they all have. Even if Max and Lando have already failed them in that department anyway.

What's made even worse is Oscar knows Lando has a plan specifically aimed to cater mainly towards Max. Himself and Oscar aren't so much less picky, but he knows Oscar won't be hard to convince and both him and Lando know it, in fact Oscar has no doubt that he'll be pulled in to convince Max as soon as Lando has found a girl he thinks is adequate for the task.

"I don't think there's a specific girl. He's still on the hunt for one he thinks you'd approve of."

"Yeah, I wish him luck with that." Max scoffs while logging in to join Redline for a race.

Oscar decides to go hit the gym to keep himself occupied and out of the way.

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Y/n had no idea what she was getting herself into. She was just wondering around Monaco after being turned away from a casino when she failed to show ID.

She'd left it at the hotel and her friends weren't willing to miss an opportunity to be some millionaire's arm candy for the night. Not that it was likely to happen, maybe one could snag an old man with a yacht and pull the rest with her.

Then a glimmering dark green Porsche pulled up and a dimple smile framed with curly hair immediately had her attention.

She's not stupid, she came to Monaco aware of the residence, specifically the residence of a motorsport career.

He took her to a restaurant for a spontaneous meal and then she found herself back in the luxury car agreeing to go home with him.

Walking into the apartment there's already lights on, which is odd. She never imagined F1 drivers to have roommates. But maybe it's because it's lonely, maybe he has friends visiting.

"There's just a couple people I need to introduce you to. Oscar? Max?!" Lando calls out making y/n eyes bulge. Much like she knows Lando, she knows of his teammate and rival.

There's a string of curse words and what sounds like a smack of a controller from somewhere else in the apartment as a body saunters into the entryway.

Oscar.

"Y/n, Oscar. Oscar, this is y/n." Lando smiles visibly trying to tame a blinding smile.

There's something she's missing and she knows it, but she can't figure out what. Oscar seems to eye her with a passive expression before managing a polite smile and shaking her hand.

"Does Lando bring a lot of strays in?" Y/n jokes trying to break the tension before more curse words are heard and footsteps nearing.

Seeing Max, he's taller than either of the McLaren drivers. Dressed in shorts and a graphic t-shirt that looks like a Christmas present only a mum would by and get a buzz out of.

"Max...this is y/n. Y/n, this is Max."

Max looks at y/n with a lack of interest before looking at Lando.

"This is your plan?" Max questions as if she's not there while Oscar smirks a little in amusement since he saw this coming. He's also amused that Max really thought Lando wouldn't follow through on this.

"Be nice. She's our guest." Lando states making her gaze tear from where it's been trained on Max back to the man who brought her.

"And for all of us, right?" Oscar hums being able to see from her reaction that she is definitely uninformed on that.

"What is going on?" Y/n laughs beginning to feel nervous as she tries to back up.

"Probably best to get one who actually wants to be here." Max comments then looking behind y/n with a new sparkle of amusement behind his eyes. "Really? You're going to-"

Y/n screams as a cloth stinking of chemicals covers her mouth and nose, one disadvantage. Lando may not look like the biggest man but she can't compete with an athletes muscle and while it takes longer than he expects. She expect feels the world dull around her and slowly she slides to the floor, the last thing she sees being the three men surrounding her looking down on her before she's out.

"You did't think this through very hard did you?' Max questions before pointing at Oscar and Lando. "I don't want this coming back to me. Whatever you need to do, do it."

Max marches off leaving Oscar to sigh looking at his teammate.

"Did you really need to knock her out?-and how exactly do you think she's not going to be tracked down and found easily?"

"I managed to throw her bag out the car before we were anywhere near here." Lando shrugs before he smiles. "She'll wake up and think it was just some bad drink, just you wait. I took her on a date, you're going to love her."

"I'm sure you believe that." Oscar hums still remaining the neutral party, he really wasn't expecting Lando to drug and kidnap whichever girl he decided to pursue as theirs. But for some reason such a moral grey area doesn't strike him like he's expecting it to. "She's staying in your room."

"But she's staying with your approval?" Lando smirks clearly taking the victory where he can get it as he moves to pick her up but the deadweight and floppy limbs prove to be more of a challenge. "Help me then."

Oscar complies purely out of self interest of not hearing Max complain there's an unconscious woman lying in the entry way.

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"You are out of your mind." Max states pointing a finger at Lando whole Oscar somewhat mediates the conversation of the woman Lando brought back for them. "Oscar, he's kidnapped a woman. You have to understand how stupid this is."

Lando looks at his teammate desperate for back up but actually on this point. Max has the sense.

"She's going to wake up and she's not going to be happy. Do you really think she's going to stay here willingly and then fall in love with us?" Oscar questions earning an unappreciative glare.

"She'll come around-if the two of you work with me." Lando states earning a scoff and eye roll from the Dutchman.

In truth, Max isn't that angry about the fact there's a woman in the apartment intended for them to share long term. He's just not a believer that this is a good idea. He's no against it, but it was a risk without the fucked up illegal part. Now they're neck deep in possibly being arrested, even if him and Oscar didn't take her, they didn't stop Lando and they've continued to not stop him.

"Come on...at least try and get to know her before you decade she's not worth your time. Both of you."

Max looks at Oscar before rolling his eyes again.

"Fine." Max huffs as Oscar silently nods in agreement.

There's no denying that Lando picked a woman who seemed sweet and generally Lando is a pretty good judge of character. There's no harm in at least trying.

"But if I see tears I'm paying her off and dropping her at the airport. with a flight to wherever I can buy her a ticket to first." Max states then standing up. "I'm going to bed."

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Lando hasn't been able to stop smiling as he watches y/n sleep.

"You have made sure you didn't put her in a coma or something?" Oscar asks from the doorway slightly concerned by the fact she's breathing but hasn't moved even in a twitch since they put her on the bed.

"She'll wake up soon. Won't feel great but she'll be awake." Lando states then sighing. "I know it's wrong, but I saw her walking on the street and it was like I just knew."

Oscar wouldn't necessarily describe Lando as a die hard romantic who believes in love at first sight, but he's maybe a bit overexcited by the slightest fleeting thought that he sometimes latches onto.

"You should get some sleep. I think you'll need it for when she's awake." Oscar suggests making Lando hum before he watches the Aussie back away from the doorway and disappears leaving Lando to sigh softly before he lies down with her, wrapping his arms around her and deciding to sleep.

Once he is asleep Max can't help himself from looking in on the door since Oscar left the door open.

"Already warming up to the soft spot?" Oscar smirks earning a scoff.

"I'm just making sure he's not crossing lines." Max states moving away and closing the door as if to make a point. "And you should not be supporting this."

"You know he wouldn't cross those lines." Oscar points out knowing Lando has already crossed a few lines kidnapping and drugging her. "I'm not supporting him...But if he thinks it might lead to something good then who am I to say no?"

"The voice of good reason." Max whispers as if it should be obvious as to the Aussie why he should be against it. "I thought I could trust you to be smart."

Max taps his head with his finger while Oscar watches him disappear into his own bedroom then shaking his head as he glances back at Lando's door waiting for a moment to see if he hears anything and when he doesn't, he retreats into his own space.

It's a couple hours later that chaos ensues dragging him from the depth of a very deep sleep, a female voice in loud distress is accompanied by Lando attempting what he assumes is meant to be a soothing and comforting voice.

Oscar stands up dragging his body from the bed and moving into the living room watching Max lean with low effort speed, dodging a pillow.

"I want to go home." Y/n practically howls making Oscar and Max wince while Lando is smacked with another flying object, this time a remote. "You can't keep me here."

"Losing patience, Lando." Max states while Oscar sighs taking root beside the Dutchman. "It's been 20 minutes and she hit her head when she ran out his room and fell over."

"Have you checked her head?"

"Lando's responsibility." Max shrugs then turning away uninterested now Oscar is there for back up. Presumably only staying not he chance y/n was going to escape past Lando and needed caught.

Hi! I was wondering if you can write headcanons for bi han, kuai liang, and Tomas with a reader who is shy in bed

HEADKANONS MK1 | TRIO LIU KUEI | "HOW THEY REACTED TO A SHY READER IN BED?" + BONUS: "How they act in bed?"

TW: afab anatomy, vaginal sex, smut.

✧ BI HAN ✧

He is a serious man, but not shy, especially in bed. Bi Han has two types of reactions while fucking: either being very loud, letting out hoarse grunts and being aggressive or just making low grunts against your skin. But if you're the shy one, he'll make you moan, no matter what it takes, Bi Han wants to hear him pleasuring you with his dick inside your pussy or any other hole. If he notices that you're holding back your moans, he'll sigh, giving you a weak but delicious slap on the ass. The first times between the two of you will be like this with Bi Han looking at you beneath him, too shy to moan as he fucks you with all his might, he even finds your efforts to hide from him with the pillow or sheets cute, he will just take away any physical imposition of your body and seeing your pussy and breasts being fucked by him, while Bi Han teased you.

"-Come on (Y/N) gem, don't be a shy little slut, I know you love my dick." / "-Do you want me to touch you here?" -Bi Han would speak provocatively, taking two fingers to your clitoris and massaging it while still fucking you with his cock, leading to you finally moaning loudly and his name, the grand master will be extremely proud of himself, satisfied with having pulled one such a beautiful reaction from you. "-Hmmph... Finally baby, just moan more for me, I want more of this, scream cumming on my dick, be my good boy/good girl, make me proud." -He finishes this by giving you another hard slap on the ass, while grabbing the soft flesh of your hips.

✧ KUAI LIANG ✧

He is also a serious man, but a warm lover in many ways - excuse the pun lol - he wants to be loved and love back, to be cared for and to care for and this applies in bed. He tends to be more vocal, not being too loud or being too quiet - Liang likes to let you know how much he's loving it, letting out medium moans with his mouth either open or in your ear, breathing heavily as he fucks your pussy. Kuai is a man of vision that is, he likes and wants to see your body and hear your moans, if you try to cover yourself and he realizes how shy you are/are at the moment he will be understanding and ask if everything is ok, if do you want to stop or if he is giving you enough pleasure - when you explain it, he will still be gently pushing into your pussy, while watching you from the side, grabbing the pillow and hiding your body from him making him smile a little, while using his hips in slow, slightly circular movements, making you moan, finally he doesn't mean anything, he just wants to hear you looking beautiful and receiving pleasure from him.

Kuai thinks your body is perfection, your sweet moans coming out with each thrust of his and he will do his best to hear you moan and show yourself to him, he loved seeing you writhe on top of his dick, he would push it to the base while smiling slightly giving you a kiss on the cheek and whispering in your ear: "-You're so beautiful, you know (Y/N)? Drooling and getting dirty on my dick, you're so desperate to cum, aren't you? Even though you give a sweet little shy thing, I love it Seeing you like this, seeing you moan, your body is mine and I'm going to please you and make you cum until you can't feel your legs anymore." -Kuai whispered, increasing the pace of his hips, fucking your pussy harder, he was going to make his promise count that night.

✧ TOMAS VRBADA ✧

An extremely noisy and needy man. Holy shit, Tomas moans so loud sometimes that it echoes throughout your house, he can't control the moans and whimpers, even shedding some tears because he's super stimulated by your pussy, telling you sweet things with his voice choked with lust, holding your hips tightly. But he wasn't always like that, the first night with him you will both be very shy, especially Tomas because he hasn't been with anyone other than you yet, but after that night he will be so vocal, his moans are hoarse and exciting enough to make you cum in minutes - believe me. When Vrbada realizes that your shyness has not passed, he will ask you if everything is ok and if he is doing it right, how to stimulate your clitoris too, because he wants to hear you moan as loud as him, he wants to see your sweaty and flushed body while stick the 20 centimeters of his dick in your cunt, he will beg and whimper for you to take the sheet off your beautiful body, and he won't hold back with the moans, just moan for this man as loud as you can, the more loud you moan, but his dick will fuck your pussy. "-Yes my little angel... Fuuuck~ so tight, and those beautiful breasts? Just waiting to be fucked, aren't you? You're so beautiful (Y/N) so beautiful to me, moan and dirty my cock, beautiful little slut."

©YANDERESTARANGEL 2023

How are you? I just read the cigarettes after sex fic and I'm giggling and kicking my feet <3 Can I request a Joost Klein x fem!reader that's opposite of his style? Like opposites attract :3

The devil with his angel

Joost Klein x fem!reader

summary: readers style is a bit more feminine and usually wear lighter colours, unlike joost who had a masculine, street wear type of style. you were the prime example of the saying ‘opposites attract’

a/n: reader has a slightly specified outfit, hope thats alright<3

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— You and Joost have been dating for a few months in secret, wanting some privacy before revealing anything to the public. It was more for you to build your relationship more and have your peace and quiet for some time, knowing your fans could get a bit hectic. You loved each other dearly, you two filled each other’s empty spaces, you fit together like an ancient puzzle basically soulmates.

In the present, you were currently at Joosts concert, you being on the opposite side of the barrier blocking the fans from rushing to the stage giving you your space. You were smiling, singing along to his songs. You only started learning dutch when you started dating Joost to show your dedication to this relationship and how much he meant to you, and so you could support him during his concerts like you were doing now. You didn’t fit in the crowd however at all, everyone wearing more darker colours, or something not that bright meanwhile you were here in a floral dress, some white stockings, mary janes and some accessories. You stood out like a black sheep, which was ironic since you were the only one NOT wearing black. You stood closer to the stage, taking some photos of Joost on your polaroid camera he got you on your birthday. You smiled, everyone would be able to tell you were love struck if your back wasn’t facing them.

Joost was in the middle of playing his song ´Droom Groot’ , it was clear he loved performing the atmosphere of his concerts were never dull, always some kind of emotions were being felt during his concerts. The end of the song was nearing, the “Yes, yes, ladies and gentlemen this was Joost Klein with his hit single ´Dome Groot’ “ You smiled softly, Joost looking down at you with a smile before crouching and cupping your cheek in his hand, giving you a kiss on the lips. Your eyes went wide and your cheeks got hotter, the crowd screaming and whistling, even some gasps were heard. It really was a strange sight, you really were polar opposites.

The next day the media went crazy. You were on every media, trending somewhere in the tops 10s. You scrolled through all the articles, some fans were beyond excited and celebrated the union of their two favourite artists, while others were dumbfounded. They had no idea how such polar opposittes could have found their way to each other. Joost came out the shower, towel loosely tied on his hips as he dried his hair. He came towards you and looked at your phone. “How bad is it?” He asks, a smile on his face. You return his smile, looking up at him. “It’s a mix of ‘oh my god i’m so happy for them’ and ‘how are they even together’ but that was more than expected.” You say and he nods kissing your forehead. “Yeah, but i’m glad I don’t have to hide my love for you anymore.”

Despite the media going crazy, you two embraced your public relationship, attending events together and Joost couldn’t help to always post something about you somewhere, your styles making you guys even more magnetic. Fans slowly started to see the connection between you two, acceptance growing more by the day. One time you both had to speak up about your relationship a bit more, since death threats started to be thrown into your inboxes left and right.

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Joost Klein

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It’s funny how you all see our styles and think we’re two worlds apart. Aside our styles were just two people who have passion for music and love each other.

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bambiethug: you two are such sweethearts!! sending you all the love and protection from evil<3

user6618990: JOOST NOO MY HUSBAND

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I get we have different styles but giving us death threats? Wow..

You don’t see more then what we put on the media, you don’t know what our relationship is like behind closed doors. We may have different styles but we love each other and have the same passion for music, we basically balance each other out in our own way. Sending love to everyone that supported us xx

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lolianx: ❤️❤️ love your dynamic fr

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After that the whole thing calmed down. You two lived your lives more peacefully and you didn’t have to hide anymore. The both of you made a song together, tours sold out and your albums too. It was nice but it did add some stress to your career. You managed it all together always being there for one another despite your slight differences. You cherished every moment together, whether it was a simple night out, cooking together, singing silly songs together or just cuddling and watching a movie, all of it was just perfect.

You were currently in prague, performing a concert there together. You were the opener of Joosts concerts, since you didn’t really have the finances to two different tours so you decided on being the opener which you were more than happy to do.

You sat in a café, admiring the view of prague and also lost in thought. Joost was talking about the upcomig concerts, talking about the new places he wanted to see. He noticed your dazed state and stopped talking, putting a hand on yours as if to silently as if you’re okay. “Just thinking.” You say and he raises a brow; “About?” He pries and you chuckle softly. “I mean, do you ever think about how unlikely this is? Us, I mean.” You ask he he thinks for a moment, gathering his thought before soeaking up; “All the time. And every single time I realize how lucky I am to have you. You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me and I appreciate you.” You smiled, heart full of his enduring words. “Same here Joost, same here.”

About half a year later, your one year anniversary came. You were standing on stage, just finishing a song you wrote together just a few months ago. Cheers were heard throughout the crowd, signs with words like “We love you!” “You saved me.” “We’re proud of you.” were held high in the air, your heart melting. Realisation hit you like a truck as Joost picked you up and spinned you around, smiling wildly. He put you down, resting his forehead against yours, sweat dripping down from all the jumping around you’ve done during this concert. You smiles lovingly, holding his hands, fingers interwined. “We did it Joost.” “Yeah, we did.” In that moment you knew you found the right person. You realised you wanted to spend the rest of your days on this earth with this man, in his embrace, in his presence. Together you created beautiful and unforgettable memories that defied expectations, showing that sometimes, the most gorgeous harmonies come from the most unexpected places.

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Hi! I was wondering if you could write something about Guanyu x curvy short reader, I think he’ll be very supportive of his partner…

I love your work!

Okay, so I am a short girly but not a curvy one so I tried my best, hope it's what you were after! It was nice to write for Guanyu, I have a big soft spot for him!

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Guanyu simply loved the way you felt in his arms - the way your skin was always warm beneath his touch. You were addictive, and he wasn’t ashamed to show everyone just how you made him feel - always having to playfully smack his hands away when he started getting a little handsy throughout the paddock. 

The best part of your relationship was truly that you never doubted how he felt about you, even when others tried to plant those seeds of doubt in your mind, he’d always be there to brush those feelings away. As a shorter, curvier person, not the slender-model type like the rest of the drivers’ WAGs, people would always have something to say that you didn’t fit into the mould they had in their minds. But Guanyu? He paid them no mind. 

It was almost as if he’d known you’d been lurking online again - doom scrolling until you had to throw your phone across the room.

“Smells delicious, Tùzǐ**.” He hummed softly, coming up behind you - wrapping his arms around your middle as you cooked. “You spoil me.”

You smiled softly in response, turning just enough to hold a spoonful of sauce towards him. “You haven’t even tried it yet! Now, open up.”

His eyes sparkled as he took the spoon into his mouth, a deep groan escaping him. “That’s amazing… Do you have anything else to do or is it just cooking away?”

“Just cooking away, why?”

He removed the spoon from your hand, placing it gently on the counter before fully turning you around - taking your waist in his hands, gently squeezing. You couldn’t help the giggles he tore from you as he began tracing his fingers under your shirt. “Baby, please… I’m cooking!”

“I just can't get enough of you… is it not a recipe that’ll taste better if you just let it cook for a while?” He questioned, raising a brow. 

You playfully shoved him away and turned back to your sauce - biting your lip to stop your lips curving into a smile as he whined behind you, his arms wrapping around you once again, pressing kisses along your shoulders. He leant in close, lowering his voice to a whisper. “You’ve been online again, haven’t you?”

“...How could you tell?” You whispered back, using a fork to pull a piece of spaghetti out of the neighbouring pan, placing it between your lips. 

“Your shoulders…” He ran his hands across your shoulders, gently cascading them down your forearms. “They tense right up when you’ve been reading all of that nonsense… you do know it’s nonsense, right?”

You allowed him to turn you in his arms again, his dark brown flickering across your face - imploring you to be honest with him. He caught your face in his hands as you tried to look away, cupping your cheeks - brushing his thumb across your skin. “It’s nonsense, Tùzǐ**... you’re gorgeous, beautiful, sexy. None of what those online trolls think matter okay..? Just me and you.”

He rested his forehead against yours, you smiled at him softly. 

“...just me and you.”

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**Romanised Chinese for Rabbit/Bunny (according to google lol) thank u @danielfuckingricciardo for helping me angel, mwah x

Sorry for the delay!!

High Risk, High Reward- Blackpool Combat Club, Eddie Kingston, Santana and Ortiz

Warnings: SMUT, 18+ MINORS DNI, just pure unholiness, backstage orgy, blood, manhandling, choking, oral sex (male receiving), fingering, use of the names whore, slut, and princess, spitting, unprotected sex (please use a condom), creampie

Word Count: 1,994

So this is for @nething4perfection as a surprise just because... and because we are both on our BCC, Eddie, 'Tana and 'Tiz shit. Love ya honey!

This time surprisingly I will not be using government names but ring names

Blood. There was so much blood. It usually made you squeamish but seeing your men beat the absolute holy hell out of the Jericho Appreciation Society made you unconsciously squeeze your thighs together.

You winced when Bryan and Mox took some of those hard blows, and the fire in your stomach increased when you saw Eddie all bloodied and walking to the ring with a gas can. You let out a groan when the referee rang the bell in favor of the J.A.S. They looked rough to say the least; Bryan was barely stirring after being choked out, the other referees had just pulled Mox out of the barbed wire, Eddie hadn’t even moved yet, and you had no clue where Santana and Ortiz were.

You knew that this defeat, especially to Jericho was going to piss them off. In the end, that thrilled you even more so because you knew angry sex was in your future.

And you loved angry sex.

You could hear the heavy footsteps getting closer to the locker room, and no sooner did you open the door was a bloody hand wrapped around your throat. Bryan. Another hand yanks your hair hard. Mox.

Unconsciously you can feel yourself going down on your knees as Mox and Bryan use their free hands to free their cocks from their pants. Once they were free it was like a melee, your mouth became their own personal flesh light as they took turns fucking your throat.

“I think the little slut can take both of us together, what do you think Mox?” Bryan asked Mox almost rhetorically; out of the corner of your eye you could see Santana and Ortiz stalking you, as if you were prey and Eddie was leaning against the wall; his bloody features focused solely on you.

“Open wide Princess.” Mox grinned his familiar shark-like grin, and you opened your mouth as wide as you could; gagging slightly when both men shoved their cocks down your throat. Their pace would change constantly; one minute they were thrusting together and the next they were taking turns thrusting in and out of your mouth.

You whimpered around their cocks and peered up at them through your watering eyes. You gave them a wide-eyed, almost innocent look that completely contrasted the fact that your mouth was currently stuffed full of two cocks.

"Such a good little whore. I bet you would swallow all of our cocks if they could all fit. Would you like that? Would you like for us to fuck you stupid?" Santana started speaking the filthiest things and it made you let out another whine which made Mox and Bryan try and shove their cocks further in.

"Somebody likes the attention." Ortiz teased as he, Santana, and Eddie could see the growing wet spot on the back of your jeans. You let out a loud choking noise when Bryan and Mox shoved their cocks as far as they could go, making you deep throat them.

You tapped their thighs rapidly, you were losing oxygen, they pulled out and you let out gasp, coughing slightly as you tried to regain your breath, two trails of drool connecting your mouth to their cocks.

A whine escaped your throat as Mox yanked your head back so you’d look up at him, you could feel his fingers pulling a few strands out. “Open.” He snarled and you opened your mouth. He spit in it and without prompting you swallowed it and showed him an empty mouth, “good girl”

“Fuck” you hear Eddie swear and out of the corner of your eye you can see him pacing like an angry animal in a cage. Mox relinquishes his grip on your hair as Bryan lets go of your throat, your partners have a silent conversation as Bryan asks Santana to make sure the door is shut and locked. Why they didn’t do this earlier you had no idea and honestly didn’t care, too lost in your own pleasure; the floaty feeling you were craving starting to slowly wrap around you.

Bryan bends down to your level and makes sure that you’re looking directly into his eyes, “Are you okay with this?” You let out a whimper and nod, but immediately avert your eyes when you see the stern look you are met with, “Words or we stop.” That makes you let out a whine and you shake your head, “Yes. Please.”

Almost immediately Bryan’s hand is back around your throat and he lifts you to your feet. Santana and Ortiz are the first to strike, kissing and sucking any exposed skin. Suddenly you can hear buttons popping, hear the ripping of the fabric and the cool air on your skin. Through your hazy vision you can see Mox staring at you with a grin that made him look like the cat that ate the canary as Santana and Ortiz ripped every stitch of clothing off except for your underwear.

A choked whine comes out when Bryan’s finger squeeze tighter around your throat, your eyes rolling back as your vision turns white; your thighs unconsciously clench together in arousal at the manhandling.

Mox, ever the observant partner notices that you’re floating away so he taps your cheek lightly to get your attention. As the fogginess fades slightly you can see him looking directly into your eyes “No floating away yet. We haven’t even had any fun.” Another whine comes out that quickly turns into a gasp when Mox shoved his hand into your panties and runs a finger through your folds.

You were absolutely soaked.

He didn’t waste any time delving his fingers inside of you pumping them like a madman. Bryan squeezes your neck tighter and your knees threaten to come out from underneath you. Santana steps up behind you and wraps his arms around you, his hands finding your breasts and kneading the flesh. You can see Eddie hasn’t moved yet, he’s still got his features trained solely on you, staring with that familiarly intense stare. A partial scream leaves your throat when Mox curls his fingers into your g-spot.

Your eyes roll back when his fingers dig into your g-spot again. That combined with the choking, hickey sucking and breast grabbing that makes you cum without warning. Santana and Bryan being the only things holding you upright as you cum all over Mox’s fingers. Santana is squeezing your breasts so tightly that it’s almost to the point of pain.

You whimper when Mox pulls his fingers out and squeal slightly when Ortiz replaces them. Without hesitation Mox sticks his cum covered fingers in your mouth “clean them.” You lick at his fingers and moan at the taste of yourself.

“What do you say?” Mox asked you as he pushed his fingers a little deeper into your mouth. A very garbled “Thank you” was what came out. “Such a good little slut,” Bryan sneered right next to your ear. You whine around Mox’s fingers and that whine turns into a scream when Ortiz’s fingers scrape your g-spot and he circles your clit with his thumb. All you could hear was static and the pornographic sound of Ortiz fingering you.

Your eyes rolled back completely as your body tensed up and you released again. Your jaw slacked open with a silent scream, Mox’s fingers still in your mouth and your back arched perfectly as you felt the white hot pleasure tear through you.

After they let you ride out your high your knees decided to give out but Santana scooped you up and placed you on the couch on your stomach. He delivered a smack to your ass as Mox lifted you slightly, sliding underneath you. You and Mox had a silent conversation with your eyes, he was checking to make sure you were okay to continue.

“Color?” He asked, it made you smile slightly; as serious as Bryan and Mox were in bed, they always checked to make sure you were 1. Still in the headspace to properly consent and 2. Make sure you were still consenting to continue.

“Green.” You said looking into his eyes. Both your eyes closed in Bliss and Mox let out a small moan when he sheathed himself inside of you. Even after being stretched out you were still so tight. After giving you a moment to adjust he began to shallowly thrust while you grinder down on him.

The slow pace didn’t last long as you heard a bottle open and and you gasped feeling a coolness against your other hole. “Relax.” Bryan said quietly as he slowly worked a finger inside, and once satisfied with the resistance he added a second scissoring you open slowly.

As you continued to grind almost mindlessly onto Bryan fingers and Mox’s cock you turned you attention to Santana who had also freed his cock from his pants. Without prompting you took Santana into your mouth, hollowing you cheeks and trying to get him as deep as possible.

You whimpered around his cock slightly when Bryan pulled out his fingers and you could feel the blunt head of his cock poking at your back entrance. You could feel Mox still under you and Bryan pushed himself inside of you slowly, stopping everything you made a noise of discomfort around Santana’s cock. When he was fully seated in you he gave you time to adjust, even though you’ve done this with them before you still had a bit of a hard time being so full.

When you started to slowly grind yourself back onto Bryan he took that as his signal to continue. You let out an almost pornographic moan when Bryan and Mox thrusted at the exact same time, and the vibrations from you caused Santana to try and stick himself further into your mouth.

“Shit such a good little slut, she’s got all her holes filled but I can see that she wants more.” Santana snarled as he made you deep throat him making you gag.

Your senses slipped away faster and faster, you could hear the blood rushing in your ears as you got closer and closer to the edge. You clenched unconsciously around Mox and Bryan making them out a choked moan, and you let out another whimper; you could feel every vein in their cock as they stretched you out.

Without warning your eyes rolled back as you fell over the cliff of pleasure. Your vision went stark white as you practically screamed around Santana's cock, and clenched, making Mox, Bryan, and Santana cum. Even in your hazy state, you tried to milk Santana for every drop of cum he had to offer you. Just the feeling of Mox and Bryan cumming inside of you made you spasm with more aftershocks of pleasure.

As soon as Santana pulled out of your mouth a keening whine exited when you felt something sticky land on your skin. Your body shook as Bryan pulled out of you, making you fall forward onto Mox's chest panting heavily.

At this point words escaped you, as you drooled on Mox's chest thoroughly fucked stupid. Mox ran his fingers through your hair as you settled slightly, a whimper coming out when you felt a wet cloth glide across your back. "Fucking hell, Eds. You and Ortiz got her covered." Mox rumbled as Santana wiped your back clean.

"Color?" Bryan asked you as you tried to grind yourself onto Mox. You looked at Bryan with almost a dreamy look in your eyes "Green." Bryan nods once "Okay time for a break." You looked like you were about to argue but Mox got your attention back on him, "The princess needs a break after being so good." You laid your head back on his chest and sighed, the soothing feeling of his fingers in your hair and the fact that you were fucked out made you drift off to sleep.

holy hell, this took me a bit. I hope you guys enjoy it! Love ya @nething4perfection

*late at night*

*Sif and Thor enter their room where Y/N is chained to the bed*

Thor:* drunk, goes to the bed and fall face first on it* mmhhh…

Sif: *goes to the other side of the bed and sit next to Y/N* Dove I didn’t know you were still awake…

Y/N : *trembling in fear* I…I couldn’t sleep

Sif: Is that so ? Sorry we left you on you own for so long

Thor: *grumble, roll around and rise a little bit from the bed to get closer to Y/N* Come here…

Y/N: *cowers in fear* please…

Thor: I said come here you *takes them in his arms* I want you here, with us…

Sif: *lies down on the bed with Y/N in the middle* you are better here with us

Y/N: *tries to gain some space* …

Thor: *pulling Y/N closer* you cannot run away from us

Sif: *caress their sides tenderly* it’s alright Dove. We love you … so much ❤️