Bestie Please I Just Thought Of This, You And RBR Sebastian Fucking On The Villa Of Summer Break And

Fernando fucking you in your childhood bedroom? Fernando wanting you to call him daddy the whole entire time? Fernando whispering in your ear that he wants to breed you? I- besties thoughts have been thunk and literally I cannot think of anything else. Head empty, only daddy fernando wanting to corrupt you. Thank y’all SO MUCH for this🥵

Daddy Fernando wont leave our thoughts either! Hope you enjoy some more thoughtssss:

He would so nice and respectful in front of everyone else, acting like the perfect gentleman to win everyone over, and he would. Your family would absolutely love him.

When no-ones looking, he'd run his hand a little lower down your back, making you look up at him as he stands there with an innocent smile on his face. At dinner, he'd casually put his hand on your thigh, making sure no one could see as he draws it up higher whilst talking with everyone normally. Fully expecting you to keep quiet like a good girl for him as he has his fun.

After you've said goodnight to everyone, he'd take some time to walk around your room, teasing you slightly for the things you have in it as you sit there desperately worked up from earlier. He knows though. He can see how much you want him and he takes his time.

He'd eventually come over to you, pushing you gently down onto the bed and telling you that if you're good and quiet for him he will fuck you properly, just like you need.

He would slip his hand down into your pyjamas, capturing your mouth with his to stifle your moans. He'd tell you how wet you are for him, laughing gently as he kisses you.

"What do you want?" He'd ask. He loves making you ask for it, to beg for him, to say it for him.

"Please, I need you to fuck me, I need you inside me." You breathe out.

"I think you're forgetting something, no?"

You'd realise what he wants straight away and you look up at his cocky little grin.

"Fernando." You'd whine, not quite sure what you're trying to say.

"No. Say it."

"They're right next door." You'd try and protest and he grins down at you.

"Whisper it then baby."

He'd tease you with his fingers, waiting for you to say it before he slips them inside you.

"Daddy please." You'd manage.

"Thats my good girl. Shhh. Be quiet and let daddy take care of you."

He'd take his time with you, doing everything he can to make you cry out for him and getting his kicks in knowing you can’t this time. Knowing you have to be quiet but can’t help the small noises coming out of you.

He'd whisper filth to you constantly, asking you who owns your pussy, who can fuck you like you need, whose cock do you crave. You can do nothing but cling to him and whisper 'You daddy.'

"Yeah, thats right baby. You're daddy's perfect little slut. Taking me so well. Keeping so quiet. Letting me breed your tight little pussy. Keeping all quiet for me so no one hears."

You moan a little too loud at his words as he thrusts deeply into you and he grins. "You're going to have to be quieter than that if you want my come inside you."

God do you want it. So you'd keep quiet, just whispering daddy over and over as he uses you.

After, when he pulls out he'd spread your legs to watch some of his come drip out of you onto your childhood bed, smiling at your cheeks colouring as it does.

He'd run his fingers over you, catching it and fucking it back inside you, pulling up your pyjamas and pressing your back into his chest as he holds you knowing you're dripping with his come inside of you.

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Also have a little fantasy of Nando fingering you under a blanket whilst your friends are in the room that I'm debating writing up because apparently I would let this insane criminal old man do anything to me ~🐝

I think this might’ve been the perfect Nando ask, but feel free to prove me wrong ~🐻

Could you do a Fernando Alonso one where you are dating for quite some time and during one of the race weeks you have your niece and takes her to met him and during the week he starts to have baby fever by the way he looks at you playing with her

PS: sorry if the request sucks

"Up!" Your niece giggles holding her arms up as you two pressed your badges to let you into the Paddock.

Bending down you pick her up and make sure that her Aston Martin hat is covering her face, so no cameras take any pictures of her. But, honestly the media was good about respecting privacy when stressed.

"Auntie......M tired." Sighing you pull your niece, Nora in as she rests her head on your shoulder. "I know baby, but when we get there, you can take your nap." You whisper heading to the familiar green Aston Martin motorhome.

"Will Nandie be there?" She yawns rubbing her eyes, you heart warms at her sweet nickname for him. Fernando and your niece have never meet, but she knew that you were dating the older one who drove the green car.

"Yes, Nora. Nandie will be there, you'll finally get to meet him." Heading up the stairs the nice cool air of the A/C hitting you both. "Nandie? NANDIE!" Nora wiggles free and bolts to where Fernando is.

Fernando knew that Nora would be staying with ya'll for an entire week, for the race Sunday. Turning around he sees an almost identical version of you running towards him.

He drops down and picks her up holding her close, she tries her hardest to wrap her little arms and legs around him. "Nandie! I'm Nora!" You giggle hearing her loud squeaky voice as she stares up at your older boyfriend.

"Hello Nora, I'm Nadie." He smiles back swaying side to side as he admires the resemblance between you and Nora. "Auntie! It's Nandie." She giggles laying her head on his shoulder.

You can see the moment Fernando melts as his large hand covers her entire back. For the rest of the day Fernando refused to let her go as he held her hand the entire time or carried her everywhere.

Throughout the week, Fernando watched as you played and helped Nora with everything. His eyes would get this look, as he watched you be a mother, the more he watched the more he craved one of his own.

One with you.

Nora was currently sleeping on Fernando's jacket as he was getting ready for the race. It was a night race, and Nora was taking a longer nap to help her get through the race.

Sitting across he watches her sleep, you notice and move sitting down on his lap, leaning into his chest. "You keep staring at her." You whisper kissing the side of his head snuggling in.

"I want one." He mummers, thumb rubbing your waist. Of course you laugh thinking he's joking. Yet, when you look down at him and see how serious he is, you freeze.

Of course you had baby fever too, but didn't think that Fernando did as well, seeing how serious he is, you smile. "Yeah, me too." You whisper kissing him gently.

He smiles his black fireproofs rubbing against your skin. "Maybe not right now, but after the race." He groans pulling away as he watches Nora curl in more on his jacket.

"Totally." You smile leaning more into Fernando who holds you tight.

God he couldn't wait to have children with you

Pretty Boy || T.W x reader

Warnings: 18+, praise kink, dry humping, degrading kink, oral (M reviving), dacryphilia (if you squint), not proffread

Word count: 1.1k

I’m about 99% sure the german part is translated correctly, but don’t take my word for it

“Baby?” She hated that Toto always had to work late “Are you coming to bed soon?” She asked watching him sitting on the couch with his laptop in his lap

“Yeah, give me 5 minutes” He said, but not looking over at her which he knew she hated. She just sighed and went back to their bedroom

20 minutes passed and he had yet to finish his work and get to bed, so she decided to force him to bed. She walked out to the living room again

“It’s been 20 minutes, baby” She said gentle as she placed her hands on his shoulders and placed a kiss to the top of his head

“I know, I’m sorry, Schatzi, I just really need to finish this first” He sighed, yet again not looking up at her

“It’s fine, I’ll wait in here with you” She bend down to place a soft kiss to his cheekbone

“You should really go to bed, baby” He sighed as she glided her hands down his chest and under his shirt

“So should you. You need to get up earlier than I do” She said as she started kissing and nibbling at his neck

“Schatzi…” He sighed and gave her more access to his neck without noticing it, and purely did it out of habit “I need to finish this, and you’re distracting me very much”

“That was the plan, darling” Toto whimpered slightly as she found the right spot at his jaw under his ear “Come to bed with me, Toto” She said in a seductive tone

“I can’t, baby. Please-“ He tried to hold sounds back “Please, just let me finish this” His eyes were screwed shut at this point

“First of all, last time you said that, you passed out on the couch and over slept. Second of all, you’re not even doing the work” She didn’t stop kissing, sucking, and licking on her boyfriend’s neck

“It’s kinda hard to concentrate when…” He whimpered again “When you’re doing things you know I get turned on by”

“Then don’t try to work” She said and closed his laptop putting it on the couch beside him “Come to bed with me, babe”

“Can’t we just do it here?” He asked, but it was hard trying to talk when he tried holding unholy sounds back

“If you really want to, but then you have to go to bed after, okay?” She compromised in a soothing tone

“I promise, baby. I promise I’ll do anything you say” He said quickly and he probably didn’t my even think about what he said

She pulled away from him and walked to the other side of the couch. She allowed herself to sit in his lap and his hands fell to her waist immediately

“You look so pretty when you’re horny” She said with a soothing voice as she tangled her fingers in the locks of his hair

“Please…” She whimpered low and bucked his hips up to get more friction and action “I don’t need you to tease me more” He screw his eyes shut as she started grinding down on him

“You didn’t look at me as you spoke” There was frustration in her voice, and he knew what he had done wrong

“Please” He opened his eyes to make sure he was making eye contact with her “I’m sorry, libeling. I really am, please, just- Ah…” His words got caught in his throat as he tried speaking

“What, pretty boy?” She had a smirk on her lips she knew turned him on “Be a good boy for me and use your words” She could feel him squirm under her as she praised him

“I need you to fuck me” He said rather quickly, afraid of what she’d do if he went against her demand

“Need?” She raised her eye brows down at him “You’re a greedy little slut, aren’t you?” He whimpered at her words “Aren’t you?” She asked more stern when he didn’t answer her

“Yes. God, yes. I’m a little slut, just for you” He moaned as he screw his eyes shut once again

“God. You’re so easy to manipulate, Torger” She said as she got off his lap and heard Toto groan as his hands fell from her waist

“Don’t worry, darling” She got on her knees in between his legs “I’m gonna make you feel so good” She said looking up at him as she unbuckled his belt

She finally got the belt off. She lifted his shirt slightly up over his pelvic as she pulled down his waistband to pull out his cock of his boxers

“Fuck” He moaned low, as the woman under him licked a thick stripe up his cock. Her tongue was slow, too slow for Toto’s liking “Please, I’m begging you. Please go faster” She whined as she kept her pace

She spit in her hand and stoked him slow as she pulled her tongue away from him “You look so pretty like this, darling” She chuckled when he leaned his head back against the couch and whimpers followed

“Please, I want your mouth around me. Please, Schatzi” He moaned and begged her, and she just stared up at him

She chuckled low before she put her mouth around him, which resulted in Toto’s sounds getting louder and dirtier

Toto’s bucked his hips up into her mouth, but she kept him down by his abdomen “I’m sorry, please- Ah…” He apologised, knowing he wasn’t allowed to move “Blutige Hölle” Tears were starting to swell In his eyes

“Fuck. You look so pretty like this, baby” She praised him as tear rolled down his cheek “This good, and all for me” She soothed him

“Just for you, Liebling” His words were getting sloppy, just as his hands and legs were shaking “Fuck, I’m gonna come” He moaned as her mouth returned around him

Her hands traveled under Toto’s shirt as she kept sucking him off. She enjoyed the sounds she forced out of him

“Please, ich möchte, dass du mich fickst“ She knew he was close by his choice of language, but she didn’t t act upon his wishes

“Don’t you dare come, Toto” The look that came from her eyes were almost frighting. He just nodded in response “Use your words, Schatzi”

“I won’t come before you tell me I can, but please, I’m so close” He started moaning louder and she could feel him twitch in her mouth

“Come for me, baby” She allowed him to come, and he did so when she attached herself around him again “You did so good for me baby” She soothed him after she had swallowed his loath

“Thank you…” He whispered low as he gathered himself

Toto’s NSFW Alphabet

Boredom got the best of me. I wasn’t going to, but alas, here we are.

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I'm convinced seb cannot sit still so how about forcing him to take a bath with you and relax with the bubbles even though he keeps wanting to get up to do chores around the house - seb anon

he's so fidgety, there's no way he'd sit still

"Seb, c'mon." You rub his arm, his hand resting on your stomach.

You managed to pull your husband away from the garage. Seb had recently bought a vintage Aston and had spent his last few days tinkering and you wanted nothing more than for him to be happy but you needed some time with your husband.

He hugs you from behind, feeling you settle on his lap. The bathroom smelt like lavender, making him feel a bit drowsy. "I have so much to do," he mumbles, letting you lean against him.

"What could possibly be so urgent that you have to go right this second?" You asked.

"I need to paint the guest room before your brother comes next week, the lawn needs to be mowed and I have to fix that leak on your car."

You roll your eyes, turning so you're looking at him. Seb smiles when you kiss him, getting him to shut up. Your hand holds his jaw tightly, pulling his focus to you.

"You know what's more important than all of that?"

"What?" He asks.

"Fucking your wife." You smiled sweetly, earning a laugh from him.

"Yeah, I think that's at the top of the list, hm?"

"Definitely," you smiled, pulling him for another kiss.

I want him to fill me with so much of his DNA that it affects my 23andme result.

(he is fictional)

what kind of lover they are | f1 dilfs

— jenson button

Jenson is more of like a cheeky playboy playdilf, you should say. He couldn't give up that life easily, women loves him. His reputation precedes him, but that doesn't mean he's not devoted to you. When you walk into a room, he'll make sure to get you feel special — especially by showing you off.

— sebastian vettel

Sebastian screams husband material, no doubt. How does the ring of promise sits on his finger so perfectly, you don't know. It's just one of the rules of the universe. And he's proud to show it off, staring at his wife lovingly whenever you're doing anything, nothing, everything. Was he rambling again?

— mark webber

This gentleman screams old money, dad's friend kinda love and you're not even sorry. He loves to steal a little kiss here and there, and you love to pick a sweet little dress. It's pink, it's short, it's everything a man could ask for, no? Loves to take you on a spin on his Porsche, matching your dresses to the car each time.

— fernando alonso

He's young and beautiful, and lana would agree. This Spaniard is giving very much the cheeky and young teenage lover. You'll catch him in a gym, on his own, working on those biceps. And he wouldn't be sorry to invite a sweet looking damsel to his company.

How drivers (+Toto Wolff) would react coming home from a race to find you’d fallen asleep on the sofa waiting for them to come home (part 2!)

Part one with the current grid here !!

See below the cut

Jenson Button

Jenson could not wait to see you, the best part of his weekend was coming home to you - so when he finds you dozing on the sofa, he can’t help but carefully jump onto the couch, hands resting either side of your head. Jense! You scared me! But you couldn’t stay mad with the way he grinned at you - he’d lean down and nuzzle his nose against yours, pulling a giggle from you before pressing a longing kiss to your lips - making up for all of the time you were apart. And with a soft hum, your arms would come to wrap around his neck and deepen it further. And as he pulled back, just enough to be able to look into your eyes, he’d tilt his head playfully - his grin morphing into a smirk …so now that you’re awake?

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Mark Webber

Mark knew you well, despite your best efforts, you would always pass out waiting up for him so it was easy for him to get around without waking you. That wouldn’t stop him popping his head into the living room to check in on you every few minutes - put away his shirts, checks on you, throws his dirty clothes in the laundry, checks on you. And then, after he’s full settled in and you’re still not awake? He’d crouch down beside the sofa and whisper your name - pushing the hair off of your face. And when your eyes finally opened and your face split into a massive grin, he really felt like he’d come home.

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Sebastian Vettel

Whilst Sebastian wished he could just let you rest, every fibre of his being fought against him so instead he sat beside you and lent down. Meine Leibe… You keened as you felt soft kisses across your skin. Eyelashes fluttered against your skin before you finally opened your eyes to see Sebastian smiling down sweetly at you. Hi, sorry, I didn't mean to doze off. As you sit up, he’d wrap his arms around your middle - pulling you in close so he could tuck his face into your neck, enjoying your warmth. With a content hum, you’d loop your arms around his neck and let him hold you tight. You smell like the plane. He’d laugh, raising a teasing brow. Fancy helping me smell like home?

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Kimi Räikönnen

You’d always told Kimi it was fine to wake you, but he just wouldn’t. After draping the blanket over your body, he would hide away in a different room and keep himself busy until you eventually woke yourself up. When you wake, you didn’t even realise he was home until you stepped into the hallway to see his shoes nearly on the rack, coat hung up and keys in the bowl. You’d roll your eyes fondly before seeking him out and sitting yourself in his lap, extracting his phone or book from his hands. Been busy? Kimi would nod and kiss your cheek, quietly recounting what he’d been up to as you’d slept.

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Mick Schumacher

Mick was a cuddle fiend - his friends would often tease him about his need to be wrapped up in your touch. Whether it was his arms around you or vice versa, he could just never get enough of you. So when he got back from a long session on the simulator to find you asleep on the couch, he would push himself into your arms. Micky, hey. You chuckled as he laid on top of you, grumbling into your neck about how tired and achy he felt. He was like your own personal weighted blanket, and you gently stroked his hair as it was his turn to doze off.

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Toto Wolff

As desperate as you were to wait for up Toto, one of your favourite things in the world was feeling his strong arms tuck underneath your body - pulling you into his chest as he carried you upstairs. You snuggled up into his hold and he chuckled softly, sorry Schatz, didn’t mean to wake you. With a gentle kiss to your forehead, he’d lay you on the bed - manoeuvring the sheets so he could pull the duvet over you before climbing in alongside you, so you could curl your body against his strong chest. He held you close and let his own eyes close before the two of you would drift off together.

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Arthur Leclerc

Arthur felt exhausted as he stepped into the house, pushing off his shoes and just dumping his bag in the hall before looking for you. A soft smile tugged at his lips as he saw you passed out on the sofa - cheek squished into the cushion. Carefully, he squeezed into the space beside you and pulled the blanket over you both, moving your head to rest it carefully on his chest. You didn’t wake until a little while later, yawning and sitting up so you could look down at the body underneath you - the driver fast asleep. Arthur… you lent down and pressed kisses to his cheeks, nose, lips over and over until his pretty eyes fluttered open. Hey, this is pretty comfy, huh? He’d grin and pull you back into his arms. Who said you could go anywhere?

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Liam Lawson

The Kiwi driver hummed softly as he tidied up the living room - cleaning up your abandoned cup of coffee, putting away your book and turning off the TV. You were usually always awake to greet him when he got back so seeing you dozing so peacefully made him smile. He wanted to hug and kiss you but you looked so content in your sleep that it didn’t feel right. But when you finally stirred he was elated, rushing to your side. About time, was getting bored without you, sleepy head. You’d scold him for not waking you, of course, but as soon as he pressed a kiss to your lips to shut you up, you’d smile and sink into his hold. Just glad he was back.

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Pato O’Ward

Pato usually bound into your shared space like an over-excitable puppy, throwing his things around and calling out for your attention. But when he arrived home particularly late from a training session, he tried his best to be quiet - unsure if you’d even still be awake at this time. The sight of you sleeping on the sofa, a blanket only over your lower half, are you still watching written on the tv screen - cheered him right up. He was so happy to see you’d tried to stay awake for him. Mi Luna… He’d whisper, brushing his thumb over your jaw. Pato, mi Sol. You’d whisper back, before pulling him into an almost bone crushing hug. Never leave me again.

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somebody tell that bitch sebastian vettel that i fucking love him