Corruption/training With Dom Seb And Sub Charles!! Seb Teaching Charles How To Suck His Cock For The

Corruption/training with Dom Seb and Sub Charles!! Seb ‘teaching’ Charles how to suck his cock for the first time (Charles knows fine well how to do it and has lots of experience but it’s something they both love playing at). Seb having Charles stick his tongue out and hold his mouth open for long periods of time as Seb inspect his mouth, playing with his gag reflex with his fingers. Seb teasing Charles for his weak gag reflex, telling him they’ll remedy it soon enough with a bit of training

Okay fucking hell, here we go!

I think Charles would need to drag Seb into this scene because it would make Seb feel too dirty in the beginning? But seeing how much Charles wants to have this role-play scene with him, he gives in, ready to safe word. 

“Do you know how to suck a cock baby?” he asks with a low voice, knowing Charles is trembling with excitement on his knees in front of him. 

Charles shakes his head a bit too quickly and makes Seb chuckle. 

“Open your mouth and stick your tongue out.”

Charles obliges embarrassingly quickly, breath hitching when Seb puts two fingers on his tongue, making him gag a little. 

“No one has used your mouth yet, huh, doll?”

Charles can’t help but whimper, getting impossibly aroused with Seb’s new persona. Seb pushes his finger on the side of Charles’s mouth tryingly and shakes his head.

“I am not sure if you are ready for me, doll, you cannot even take my fingers!”

Charles lets out a miserable mewl, trying to stop Seb’s fingers from leaving his mouth without biting them. His desperation makes Seb grin with satisfaction. 

“Or do you want me to train that pretty throat of yours?”

Charles nods so hard, not even embarrassed of his enthusiasm anymore. 

“Let’s see what we can do with it, doll, now open wider for me.”

Seb soon replaces his fingers with his cock. Charles tentatively licks the tip as if it’s his first time. Seb is not impressed and moves his hips forward unexpectedly, making Charles gag. He grabs Charles’s hair and starts fucking his face.

“You know doll… I prefer… a much more… direct approach” says Seb, breathless between his thrusts. He doesn’t even know why he hesitated to do this. Meanwhile, Charles is just on cloud nine with the feeling of being used and corrupted like this. 

𝐑𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐁𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐫 | max verstappen x fem!reader

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𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆 | After Max broke Sebastian Vettels 9 win in a row record, his girlfriend wants to show how proud she is by doing the same.

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 | smut, pre-established relationship, sub!max dom!reader, p in v, riding, doggy, shower sex, oral both!receiving, handjob, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, praise kink, toys, dacryphilia, somnophilia, dry humping, thigh-fucking, semi-public sex, fluff at beginning and end. No use of Y/N.

Inspired by: @buckyhad

After Max won the race and broke Sebastian Vettel’s record, his girlfriend and just about every other fan of his in the world was screaming and cheering for him. Excitement and disappointment washed over the crowd of Formula 1 fans, everyone taking in Max’s win in different ways. He seemed to be impossible to beat seeing as he just got the new record and had defeated the Monza curse all in one race.

When he came searching for his girlfriend once he finished up with all the formalities and celebrations with the public, he found her sitting in his driver room. The second Max walked in, he was met with the girl in his arms. She pulled him down into a loving and excited kiss. Her arms remained tight around him, making Max smile into the kiss. He could feel how proud she was even when she hadn’t said anything yet.

“Good job, Max! I’m so proud of you, baby.” She peppered kisses all along his face and jaw. Even when they had been dating for quite some time, she still managed to get him flustered. “You did so good.” The praises just kept on coming as she now moved him to sit on the couch she had been sitting on. She was perched on his lap, running her hands through his hair. Of course he was tired and wanting a bit of a break, but he knew that it was impossible to get that with her there.

“Thank you.” Max smiled up at his girlfriend, not telling her anything about how tired he was. She knew that he was exhausted and slipped off of his lap. He assumed that she would just be heading off to talk to the other drivers and WAGs, but no. He watched as she dropped to her knees in front of him and pressed a kiss to his thigh. “What are you doing?” He asked and brushed her hair out of her face, wanting to see her.

“Congratulating you?” She said it as if it was the world’s most obvious thing. She was quick to pull down his pants, leaving him barely any time to even react. He had gotten decently hard just from her sitting on his lap, so with a few quick strokes of her hand, he was fully erect.

“No teasing, please.” Max watched her with furrowed brows and when she glanced up at him, his breath hitched. Her pupils were blown and her lips were bitten from how she had been thinking about him earlier and from how she had kissed him messily just a few moments prior.

“I didn’t plan on it.” She gave him an innocent smile that left when she wrapped her mouth around his cock, tongue swirling around the tip. His head fell back with a groan, hand staying on the back of her head. Max didn’t push her head down, he just kept his hand there to feel her. She slowly took him all the way into her mouth, gagging slightly when she felt his tip hit the back of her throat. His hips jumped at the vibrations of her throat and she choked but continued to suck him off. One of her hands moved to his balls, gently fondling and squeezing them. Max knew to stay quiet while they did this, the other drivers or anyone outside might be able to hear what they were doing.

“Shit- I’m already close.” With Max’s words, her lips tightened around his cock and she moaned quietly, vibrations flowing through his whole body. His legs shook for a moment and his thigh muscles flexed as he bucked his hips, cumming down her throat. Max’s head fell back as he gasped her name. His eyes opened as he looked down at her, feeling her mouth leave his cock with a pop. She opened her mouth, showing how she had swallowed every drop of his cum.

“Good?” She asked, teasing him slightly as his chest heaved while he caught his breath. He nodded and she pulled his pants back up. After he went out to get some drinks with the other drivers, Max would come home and find her there waiting for him.

“I’ve got to go, I’ll see you in a while?” He brushed the hair from her eyes and she nodded. She had stood up and so had Max, looking down at her.

“Yeah, of course. Again, congrats on the win.” She pressed a kiss to her boyfriend’s cheek and watched as he walked away. She didn’t have much left to do, so she went back home. She didn’t talk too much with the other WAGs or drivers, so there was nothing left for her. She arrived at their house and just laid around, playing with their cats and looking at clips from the race. That was when she got an idea. 10 wins was his record on the track, in bed his record was about 5 in a day. She wanted to beat that as well.

One down, nine to go.

When she arrived back at their house, she laid on their bed, wondering what she might be able to do to beat that record. She had a little box sitting under the bed, it had different toys in it that she only really used when Max was off in some other country for a race and she couldn’t wait. Thinking about that box, she leaned off of the bed and pulled it out. The contents inside were sort of limiting what she could do. Dildo? No. Handcuffs? Maybe. Vibrator? That thought lingered for a moment as she imagined the things she could do to him using one. Yes.

Max would come back home soon, it was still early in the afternoon and she knew that she had to squeeze in nine orgasms for him. When she heard the front door open and heard him call out her name, she got onto her feet almost immediately. She rushed down the stairs and into his arms.

“Jeez, you’re excited.” Max teased but hugged her back. He couldn’t see the smirk that she held, nor could he know her intentions. She reached up and grabbed onto the collar of his shirt, dragging him into the living room and shoving him down onto a chair. “What are you doing?” He looked up at her when she moved onto his lap.

“What do you think?” She could feel the forming bulge in his pants and smiled at him innocently. Max shifted underneath her for some friction, groaning loudly.

“You’re insatiable.” He put his hands on her hips. He mainly expected for them both to just strip naked, but when he slowly started moving her hips against his, he knew that wouldn’t happen. Max sucked in a sharp breath, biting his lip.

“You ok?” She gently touched his chin and made him look up at her while she ground her hips down onto his. He could barely meet her eyes, his brows knit together. His cock was still somewhat sensitive from earlier, but it made everything just feel better.

“I’m not gonna last…” Max’s fingers dug I go her hips so hard that they would likely leave bruises.

“That’s fine, Max. Cum for me.” She let go of his chin but still watched his face when he came. His muscles tensed as he groaned out curses of her name. When she stood back up, she could see the little wet spot on his jeans.

“Damn it, I gotta buy new jeans.” He grumbled and stood up. She hummed and reached over for his belt buckle, undoing it and slipping it off before pushing his pants down to the hardwood floor. He looked down at her, a bit taken back by her sudden boldness.

Two down, eight to go.

“May as well take them off then, right?” She cupped the bulge in his boxers and smiled. His eyes shut from the touch and he moved away for a moment. Max reopened his eyes and looked at his girlfriend, smiling and ruffling her hair.

“Cute.” He scoffed and then followed her upstairs and into their room. When they laid down together, both doing their own things, Max thought that maybe she was done with sex for the day. She was reading a book and he was watching clips from the race and looking at posts on social media. That was until she took one hand off of her book and slipped it under the covers, moving it into his boxers. He glared at her.

“What are you looking at, Max?” She leaned over and looked at his phone, her head on his shoulder. He could feel her arm moving against his own while she jerked him off.

“C- shit… clips from the race.” Max choked out when her grip on his cock tightened ever so slightly. Her hand was working him quickly, making his lips part.

“Can you explain some to me?” She asked, glancing up at him for a second. His eyes were clouded from lust, but he did his best to try and explain things to her. Every sentence would be interrupted with a moan or a groan. She moved onto kissing his neck at the same time, leaving him whining and sighing her name.

“I cant…” Max whispered, his back slightly arched off of the bed. She used part of her arm to push him back down flat on the bed as she continued to stroke him. His head fell to the side and he dropped his phone onto his chest.

“Its ok, Max. You’re fine.” Her voice was soft in his ear while she pressed a kiss to it. He groaned her name and thrusted up into her hand. She pulled down the covers a bit to see how his shirt had ridden up and his abdomen was exposed.

“Too fast!” His thighs tensed and he hissed through his teeth. She looked over at him and slowed her hand but felt him groan in frustration. Taking another look at him, she knew what he was meaning by that. Max wasn’t complaining about the speed, he was just embarrassed about how fast he was about to cum again. She went back up to her former speed and heard him let out a loud groan. With one more flex of his abs and a buck of his hips, he came all along his shirt and lower abdomen.

Three down, seven to go.

“There you go.” She pressed a kiss to his cheek and stood up from the bed while he was still panting. Walking into their shared washroom, she grabbed a cloth and washed her hands. She wiped off the cum on his abdomen and watched as he pulled off his shirt. When she laid back down, he pulled her into his arms and then continued watching the video from before.

“You’re killing me, by the way.” He mumbled in her ear and she simply laughed. Her hands were brought to her chest and she was pretty much laying on top of him. Maxs hand slid down her stomach and went to go push away her panties, feeling guilty that she hadn’t had the chance to cum yet. She moved away from him shook her head. Max looked at her with a blank expression, not quite sure of what she might want.

“Not with your hands, Max. I need more than that from you.” She gave him a quick pat on the chest and smiled. Max felt his cock twitch at the idea of taking her, although he was still recovering from his previous orgasm. “Can you do it?” Her voice was teasing as she sat up and slipped off her panties.

“I can.” Max tried to sound more confident than he truly was. He wasn’t sure how long he would be able to last. Sitting up beside her, he watched as she moved to lay on her stomach, back arched to put her ass in the air. His hands gripped her hips and he took in a deep breath before pushing his cock into her.

“Shit…” She hissed when his hips were pressed up against her, leaving him balls deep inside of her. Max let out a quiet whimper and an even quieter moan of her name. His legs shook a little while they both took a second to adjust. Once decent, his thrusts picked up, slow and steady. Max had to bite his lip to contain his whines while he grew a bit more confident and moves his hips quicker. Her eyes rolled back while she gripped the sheets, moaning his name shamelessly.

“Oh my god-“ Max groaned and his head fell back, trying desperately to hold back his orgasm that was approaching at such an embarrassing rate. He wanted her to cum first, he wouldn’t be able to deal with himself if he couldn’t make her cum. Watching her twitch and tremble under him made him feel better about himself as his cock dragged against her walls. She clamped down around him as if she was trying to cut off his dick, making him whine out her name.

“More!” She pushed her hips back to meet his thrusts desperately, feeling one of his hands move under her to go to her clit. Rubbing at the bundle of nerves, her eyes rolled back. Max panted and his legs shook. With just a couple more hard and deeper thrusts, she came with a moan of his name. Max kept moving for a couple more seconds before shooting his cum inside of her, his grip on her hips becoming bruising.

They stayed connected for a while longer, catching their breaths before Max pulled out with a grunt. Letting go of her hips, she laid back down comfortably on the bed. Max pressed a kiss to the space between her breasts and smiled.

“Thank you.” She looked up at him and moved his sweaty hair out of his forehead. The strands of blonde hair stuck to his skin. Max pulled her into his arms and she put her legs around him.

Four down, six to go.

She was running out of ideas as to how she could make him cum. With only two more real ideas, she wasn’t sure what to do. She grabbed onto one of his arms, looking at his watch to check the time. It was getting somewhat late now.

“What are you looking at?” Max asked, watching his girlfriends movements closely. She hummed quietly and put his arm back around her.

“The time. Its only 7:00, 5 hours until midnight.” He was confused by this statement but nodded along. He still hadn’t caught on to what she was doing to him. With two ideas left, she would have to find four other ways to make him cum within five hours. She let his eyes close while he held onto her, drifting off to sleep. This was fine with her seeing as it would let him get back some of his energy as well as giving her new ideas. Her mind raced with the possibilities and she came up with four.

About an hour or so later, Max was still asleep but she had managed to wiggle out of his arms. Pressing a kiss to her boyfriends cheek, one of her hands moved down and slowly started pumping him, feeling him harden in her hand. Slipping under the covers, she moved down to his cock, wrapping her lips around it and sucking at his tip. His breathing quickened but he still hadn’t woken up quite yet. Quiet moans left his throat and when she took him all the way down her throat, that was when he woke up. He hadn’t fully comprehended what was happening until he found himself peeking under the covers and seeing her there, lips around him. His head fell back and he let out a guttural moan.

“Shit…” Max’s hand got tangled in her hair, gently guiding her and pushing her a little bit. Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes when her nose ticked his abdomen and his cock hit the back of her throat. He picked his head back up and looked under the covers again, watching her. Her mascara was running as a tear ran down her face. Max thrusted up into her throat and wrapped his fingers up in her hair, now taking control of her movements.

With each push of her head, the tip of his cock slammed against the back of her throat. She was holding onto his thighs to even stay upright as she whined around his cock. Max had turned her hair into a ponytail in his hands, tugging at it roughly. She couldn’t have asked for anything more. Max could barely even keep his eyes open as the pleasure and sensitivity was completely ruining him, turning him into some animal.

His voice was almost completely gone as he cried her name while cumming down her throat, holding her head there. He didn’t even notice that he was choking her until she gave him a pat on the thigh to ask for air.

“I’m sorry. Are you ok?” Max asked as she had her eyes closed with her head out from under the sheets. She opened them and then opened her mouth, showing she swallowed every drop of his cum. Max felt his cock manage to twitch again.

Five down, five more to go.

“I’m fine, honey.” She kissed him on the cheek and laid down with her head on his chest. When she felt his hands holding onto her thighs and slowly spreading them, she lifted her head. “Max?” She muttered his name, her confusion obvious as she watched.

“I wanna return the favor.” Max whispered in her ear before moving under the sheets and putting his head in between her thighs. Her close were long discarded, leaving him complete access to everything he wanted. She couldnt turn down his offer, so she simply watched him lick experimental stripes up her folds. Each touch had shivers running down her spine.

“Max no I cant let you…” She cut herself off with a moan once one of his fingers pressed inside of her. No more words besides embarrassing pleas and curses of his name left her lips. Max pumped his fingers inside of her, curling them ever so often as he ran them against her G-spot. Her sobs and begs were enough for Max to rut his hips against the bed in hopes of release. She was tugging on his hair and trying to push his head away as he sucked on her clit, flicking it with his tongue.

Max felt his sixth orgasm approaching and struggled to keep up with his movements but put everything towards trying to help her feel good as well. Her words were completely unintelligible as her eyes squeezed shut, the only warning of her climax being her shaking legs and the tightened grip on his hair. Hearing her whines and cries of his name followed with begs to stop, he came once again without her even knowing. Max released her and sat back up, moving to her side.

“I feel bad, Max. I didn’t even get to touch you.” She apologized and put her head on his shoulder, catching her breath. Max stroked her hair and shrugged.

“Its ok… I came.” Her head lifted so that she could glance at him. The ends of her lips twitched into a smile.

Six down, four to go.

“Aww… ok. Come on, let’s take a shower.” She watched as Max stood up and put out his hand for her, bringing her up onto her feet and leading her into their washroom.

“Whats been up with you today? I cant even breathe without you on top of me.” He was genuinely curious as to what she was doing. Somehow, he hadn’t managed to catch on yet.

“Nothing, just really need you.” She breathed out her words as she stepped under the water. Max followed her in and put his hands on her hips, keeping her close as his face fell into the crook of her neck. She could feel his cock pressed up against her. When he started thrusting between her thighs, fucking them, she squeezed her thighs together. That extra friction drew a moan out of Max as he held onto her hips with a bruising grip.

“Shit… you feel so good.” Max grunted as he dropped his face into the crook of her neck and panted. She put a hand on the cold and wet shower wall, using it to keep herself standing. She felt as Max dropped his head into the crook of her neck, allowing her to hear his quiet sounds that were muffled by her skin.

“I won’t last… so sensitive.” He gasped and his rhythm began to falter. She crossed her legs just partially to make it even tighter around his cock. Max choked out a strangled moan and came with a gasp of her name and Dutch gibberish. His cum went right down the drain.

“What a waste…” She sighed quietly and let him pull away. She pressed a kiss to his lips once she turned around. Maxs legs were a bit shaky, pretty much forcing her to give his cock a teasing squeeze to hear him cry.

Seven down, three to go.

The rest of the shower was innocent, just a couple washing each other. Her hands barely ever left his body, almost always touching him. Max was absolutely exhausted though, so he couldn’t have pushed her away or denied her even if he wanted to. Which he didn’t. Once she stepped out of the shower, he followed right behind her like a lost puppy. Apparently 7 orgasms can make a man a bit clingier than normal. The towel fell to the floor once she reached the side of their bed. Max watched it fall and then allowed his to follow.

“I’m so tired…” Max’s voice was soft as he laid down next to her. His head was resting on her chest and his eyes were beginning to close until she slid out of the bed and grabbed the box kept under it. Of course he had seen it once or twice when she showed him what she did when they were apart, but that was it. “What are you doing?” He asked drowsily, watching her open up the shoebox and pull something from it. He couldn’t make out what it was, so he let it go.

There was a movie playing on their TV, one that she had turned on to distract Max and think he was being delusional about the box. Once she was back in bed, the toy was laid beside her. He looked so tired that for a split second, she almost felt guilty for overstimulating him like this. It wasn’t something they had ever done before, it was usually 3 orgasms max and then they were done. In all honesty, she was a bit surprised that Max was able to take it. After the third one, she did notice the shaking and trembling in his abs.

“Max, you ok?” She whispered and ran her hands through his hair. His head was resting on her chest and his eyes shut.

“I’m fine, just tired.”

“You ok for a little bit more? You know the safe word, baby.”

“Mhm…” Max sounded so drowsy that she wasn’t exactly sure that he knew what he was saying. She pressed a sweet kiss to the top of his head while nudging him to get him to sit up. He did as he was told, sitting up with his head resting on the headboard. Her touches started off gentle, gentle kisses along his face moving to one’s down his neck and chest. He slowly woke up more and more as he could feel his cock beginning to grow harder once more. Her kisses went lower and lower until her lips touched his abdomen, using her teeth to nip at the thin skin. Max winced and gripped onto the sheets, watching her every move. He wondered if she would go to suck him off again, but knew that it was unlikely.

“Give me your hands, Max.” Her voice was demanding and not as soft as it had been before. Max obliged, putting out his hands and seeing how she reached for the ties that she had picked out before. She tied his wrists to the bed posts, not allowing him to touch her. Max put his head on the pillow and looked up at her, eyes widened in a mix of excitement and fear.

“What are you doing?” Max whispered softly, lifting his hips towards her to get more comfortable. She ran her hands over his abdomen, leaning down and pressing a kiss to his hip bone. His breath hitched as he felt her hand wrap around his overly sensitive cock. His mind went blank with the simple touch, the feeling of pain melting away into pleasure. Every little touch of her hand was too much, he was already squirming under her.

“Sit still.” She hissed and used her other hand to keep his hips pinned to the bed. Max let out a frustrated whine and felt his body twitch. He didn’t know what he had planned for her. His voice was scratchy and about to completely just vanish as he choked out strangled and weak moans with each stroke.

“Too- ah- too sensitive.” Max arched his back, moaning and whining shamelessly. She was entertained by how he acted over a haphazard handjob.

“You know our system, Max. You can stop me if you want to. Color?” She let go of his cock and heard him groan.

“…green.” He whispered embarrassedly, trying to lift his hips and find her hand once more. She hummed and reached over to the vibrator, flicking it on to the lowest setting. His eyes widened but before he could even fully process what was happening, the toy was pressed against his tip. “Fuck!” Max thrashed his head to the side, his whole body spasming.

The vibrator buzzed around his tip, speeding up as she flicked it to the 2nd setting. He came once again, crying her name and feeling tears stream down his cheeks.

Eight down, two to go.

The overstimulation made his mind go completely blank. Her small hand wrapped around his cock, adding onto the stimulation. For some reason, seeing him writhe and sob was enough for her to turn the vibrator up to the highest setting. His moans got quieter and she looked up to see him with his jaw dropped, silent moans being all he could give. With a messy thrust of his hips, he came again.

“You didn’t even last a minute, Maxie.” She smiled and turned the vibrator off. He panted and eventually caught his breath and collected his thoughts.

Nine down, one more to go.

“Wait… how many times have I…?” Max panted out his question, chest heaving.

“Nine, baby.” She never kept track of the numbers unless she was doing it for something. That ended up being how Max figured out what was going on.

“You sneaky little bitch. I see what you’ve been doing.” Max hissed but she just laughed at him. He couldn’t hold back a little smile from hearing her laughter.

“Well, can you give me one more? Or are you just… done.” She teased, her fingers tracing loving shapes over his chest. Max looked up at him, admiring her every move.

“One more. May as well, right?” Max accepted what she was trying to do. She smiled and nodded.

“Just let me know if you change your mind.” She reassured him while moving on top of him. She watched as he tugged on the restraints, desperately trying to hold onto her hips or just touch her as she rubbed his tip over her entrance. Max was already pushing crescents into his palms, gasping.

With one quick movement, she dropped onto his cock. He filled her up perfectly and for a quick moment, she had forgotten to watch him. Max was writhing beneath her, back arched, eyes rolled back. Her jaw dropped at the sight of him, so she decided to roll her hips against him. Max choked out a strangled moan, hips thrusting up.

“I’m not gonna last long..” Max warned her between sobs. She stroked his cheek and smiled.

“I don’t need you to last.” She whispered and started riding him, focusing on making him feel good. Max could barely even breathe from the pleasure that coursed through his whole body. He couldn’t handle it. His chest was heaving, sweat dripping from his forehead.

“Please-“ Max choked and bucked his hips again. He whined and continued trying to escape the restraints. “Let me hold you.” He begged and she bit her lip before nodding and removing the restraints from his wrists. Max immediately moved to hold onto her.

“Come on, handsome.” She smiled down at him and wiggled her hips. He clung to her as if she would leave the second he let go. His cock was twitching inside of her, begging for release. She knew his body as if it was her own. “Cum for me, baby.”

“Oh fuuuuck…” Max moaned out a curse and then a groan of her name following, cumming almost immediately from her words. He bucked his hips up, whole body twitching.

Ten down.

She pulled off of his cock and laid down next to him, humming and pulling him into her arms. She let him cling to her while he calmed down from his tenth orgasm.

“You did it, Max.” She smiled, tracing comforting patterns over his back. Max closed his eyes and buried his head into the crook of her neck.

“I’m gonna get you back for that.” Max warned and she laughed as he moved impossibly closer to her. Whispering soft praises in his ear, she let him fall asleep in her arms.

Yeah That's My Girl - LN

Summary: Lando hops on a live stream and y/n joins with a surprising snack and no shame

No part 2 requests please

"Where's y/n? Why are my viewers asking for your girlfriend, Lando?" Ginge questions making Lando laugh.

"Because I'm ignoring them whenever they ask. She's here. But she's making herself something to eat-actually hold on. Baby! The viewers want to see you. They miss you." Lando calls out then sighing. "She's not actually feeling well guys, she's had a chest infection."

"She has? Is my best friend ok? She never told me." Filly gasps earn a fake laugh from Lando before y/n appears holding a plate and that's when a genuine smile appears.

"What's that?" Lando asks making her lower it and the belly laughter passes his lips.

"Don't laugh. I'm sad." Y/n pouts earning another laugh before Lando gets up grabbing her a seat and placing it next to his own then patting it for her to sit down.

"I know you're sad." Lando states as he checks she's in frame before he sits down. "Alright, everyone. Y/n is going to be quiet and eat her cheesecake."

"Cheesecake? What a whole cheesecake?" Ginge questions shouts making her pout and if Lando was in the same room as him, he'd probably have reached to smack him or throw something at him for such a comment.

"Be jealous, bitch." Y/n states making Filly literally jump away with laughter while Ginge's jaw drops.

"Yeah, she's not in a good mood. If you don't want to be verbally abused then just leave her be." Lando comments grins making the young woman smile looking at him. "Anyway, the chat wants you here baby. So you can just sit there and watch or...ignore and look at your phone like you usually do."

Y/n smiles cheekily putting her legs over Lando's lap making her grin before she settles down slowly eating away at the full cheesecake without an ounce of shame about it.

"Alright, I think we should start finding out some dirt about Lando. Y/n, are you will to spill his secrets?" Filly asks making Lando look at y/n who innocently smiles at him.

"That's a silent yes." Lando grumbles knowing that y/n will sell him out. "Ask away."

"Does Lando have a daddy kink?" Ginge asks quickly and Lando looks at y/n who almost looks blank for a couple beats before she leans forward swallowing the mouthful of cheesecake.

"Yeah, he loves calling me daddy."

"Y/n!" Lando laughs while they just hear wheezing from one or both of the others on the stream.

"You-Y/n, you're a menace." Filly squeaks through his laughter as she smiles quite proud of herself moving back.

"Thank you, oh my gosh, thank you so much y/n. I don't have any other questions-and you Lando, if y/n bails on you. You can call me daddy." Ginge states making y/n stick out her tongue, biting on it through some silent laughter.

"You're such a troublemaker." Lando sighs pulling her closer. "It's a good thing I got a filter or you'd be in trouble."

"Woah woah! Hold on, what's going on? Y/n, do you need us to come to your defence? We'll put Lando in his place, or we can pause the game and Lando, daddy can handle you."

It's about and hour later after more chaos between the four, y/n finally finishes her cheesecake and sighs placing the plate and fork on the floor to take to the kitchen later and slumps back rubbing an admittedly bloated stomach.

"Aww...food baby?" Lando grins, not even fazed by the fact she just spent the day making the cheesecake only to demolish it in just over an hour.

"Yeah." Y/n smiles actually feeling her mood lift for it.

Lando smiles reaching over and rubbing her belly then finally noticing her top and what it says along with her lack of bra beneath it.

"What?" Y/n mumbles with a slightly confused frown.

"That's a nice top." Lando smirks leaning forward and closing the space between them giving her a very lingering kiss.

"Hey! I'm getting reports of PDA. Daddy, is that true?-If I have to monitor your behaviour on live by keeping your stream up, Lando. I will." Ginge exclaims making Lando smile moving away and slump back in his chair while gently rubbing her inner thigh just as Ginge apparently sees his stream. "Ahhhhh have you two been shagging?! You look very-y/n, does that top say cowboy pillows?"

"Hey, don't look there." Lando frowns never being able to mask his more protective and jealous side.

"Where'd the cheesecake go?" Ginge asks making y/n smile but sink down a little. "What? What's that reaction?"

"I ate it." Y/n murmurs shyly while Lando just grins at her.

"You ate the whole thing?" Ginge questions in shock.

"Y/n loves cheesecake and she was sad. But you're happy now, right baby?" Lando states proudly as he gently pats her leg. "Anyway, y/n always makes two."

"Yeah, there's another one." Y/n confirms before Lando leans over kissing her again then whispering into her ear that he's going to end the stream.

He moves back refocusing on finishing the game and after another 15 minutes he does announce their departure from the stream and after some very prolonged goodbyes which has both Ginge and Filly calling them Lando and Daddy.

"Alright, you need your antibiotics." Lando states making her hum as he leads the way to the kitchen to get her tablets since she's still got a couple days left of her antibiotics to get rid of the chest infection.

After he gets her to have the antibiotics he sighs and looks at her for a few seconds just smiling at her with a look that is in adoration of him.

"You need to wear this top without a bra...every day, I'll buy you more of this top if you promise to wear it like this every single day. I'll do whatever I have to." Lando grins earning a giggle before she feels his hands run up under her top and cup her boobs.

Y/n sighs lightly at him as his thumbs rub over her nipples for a moment before he closes the space between them and kisses her softly.

"Your cheesecake tastes so good." Lando hums licking his lips.

"You're gross."

-

It's not till the next day that they're both send edits of clips y/n throughout the stream, mainly consisting of her looking almost in a trance states while eating the cheesecake and then taking part in the banter with the boys.

"Oh look another person who wants to be as unbothered and loved as you." Lando states showing her another video while she laughs a little from the other end of the sofa as the oppose each other.

"Yeah, well a lot of them want to know how you can tolerate being with a woman who can eat a whole family sized cheesecake on her own."

"That's on the list of the best things you've done...I could tell them some of the worst things you've done then they'd really question it." Lando teases earning an eye roll before he grabs her ankle and yanks her up over him until she's in his lap facing him with her legs either side of his waist.

"I'm the nice one between us."

"You are the nice one. The unbothered one...maybe the fans are right. Really we should all be more like you. Just living the best life we can." Lando hums then cupping her face and squishing it between his hands for a moment making them both grin. "Although since I have you in my life, I am definitely living the best life I can."

"That-is something we can definitely agree on." Y/n confirms before Lando finally kisses her. "The bestest life."

Gen Z

pairing: Max Verstappen x Reader

summary: everyone seems to forget that Max is 26

a/n: not my favorite, but it’s something i’ve been working on for a while

requests open masterlist

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Breaking up with Kelly was extremely difficult for Max to do. Despite not being in love with her anymore, he was very aware of what would happen to P. Max knew it was better to break up than stay just because of P, so he bit the bullet. The next few months were lonely, having to readjust to being alone in Monaco with just his cats.

That’s when you came barreling into his life. Only two years younger than Max, you were a breath of fresh air for him. He really didn’t expect to fall for you, not so quick anyway.

You knew a bit about Formula One, but it was more to the extent that your home hosted a race, some drivers lived in the city, and your hairdresser’s son was a driver. It didn’t phase you when Max told you about his career and fame, you just thought the Dutchman was cute.

“Men who own cats are major green flags,” you told him over text when you first started dating. That might’ve been what really made Max fall for you. You made him feel young, understandably so. He was 19 when he first met Kelly, and she was 28.

Max taught you about the races, you helped him connect with his inner Gen Z. He taught you Dutch and how to game, you taught him slang and pop culture. The two of you were sitting on the couch a month before the Monaco GP, watching Cars of course, when Max asked you to join him at the race.

“Of course, anything for Lightning McQueen,” you squeeze his hand. You knew from TikTok that Charles, your boyfriend’s work husband, was Lightning McQueen, but how could that not be Max.

“Kachow,” Max says causing you to laugh. He has been watching the TikToks and reels you send him, usually something formula one or cars related.

Max is watching Cars 2 with you when he points out each driver in the movie. You store the knowledge in the back of your mind for when you watch classic races and Max explains things to you. You feel sufficiently ready for Monaco.

“Lewis, this is my girlfriend, Y/n,” Max introduces you to the Mercedes driver. You look at him, star stuck.

“I loved you in Cars,” you blurt out, causing Lewis to laugh and Max to hide his face in embarrassment. Max isn’t surprised, but he can’t believe this is how your first interaction is going. Lewis is just happy you aren’t with Max because he is a driver.

“Thank you, how old are you?” Lewis asks, ready to feel old.

“24, two years younger than Maxie,” you smile lovingly at your boyfriend.

“I forgot how young you actually are,” Lewis’s unspoken words hang in the air between him and Max. Now that you are dating someone closer to your own age.

Lewis’s statement seemed to be the general consensus when everyone saw you with him. Max looked and acted like he was 26. He was using slang you taught him, he was making pop culture references that he likely wouldn’t have known otherwise. He was getting to experience his twenty’s like he should have been, not as if he was much older than he was.

Lando was the most excited to meet you, not only were you his age, but you brought out Max’s inner child that Lando never could.

“I’m stealing your girlfriend,” Lando tells Max, wanting to claim you as his best friend.

“No,” Max deadpans.

“What if Lando is my bestie?” you ask Max, who can’t say no to you.

“Then I guess that’s okay,” Max kisses your temple.

“OMG, McLaren is doing another hide and seek video, you two should join,” Lando proposes.

“That actually sounds fun,” Max says, looking at you for confirmation.

“I’m in,” you smile, letting Lando lead the way.

The video is a hit, the fans are loving this version of Max. Max is loving this version of him too, for once he doesn’t feel like he has to grow up faster than he should.

“Stay away from her, she’s no good for you. Act like a grown up,” you overhear Jos tell Max as you come back to the garage from hospitality. You have yet to meet Jos, Max made it very clear that he doesn’t want you near his dad. The memes the two of you send back and forth are a good enough reason why, so you hang back.

“What do you mean? I am. I’m 26, why should I act like I’m 40? I am happier with her than I was with Kelly,” Max argues back, you hold yourself back.

“World Champions are serious, mature. Quit acting like Lando Norris and more like an adult,” Jos is seething.

“Ask Max to come back here, say the team needs him or something,” you as an engineer when you notice Jos getting angrier.

“Then why am I leading by a heavy margin already. You just can’t handle that I am putting myself first. What would you even know about being a champion? You never won a race!” Max yells. The engineer quickly cuts in and leads Max to you.

“You gagged him, baby. Are you okay?” Max hugs you, you just rub his back as he regulates his breathing.

“He’s an opp, for real,” Max mutters into your shoulder, causing you to snort with laughter.

“God, I love you,” you can’t contain the laughter. Max joins in, your smile is infectious.

“I did use it right, no?” Max asks between the laughter.

“You did, I just wasn’t expecting it,” you take a deep breath, calming down.

“No cap?”

“Alright, you are using too much. Where is old man Max, this is freaky,” you take a step back, the smile that remains on your face betrays your words.

“You got me into my gen z era, you get the consequences,” Max pulls you back into him as you groan in annoyance.

“I love you too,” he laughs, peppering your face with kisses.

And when a journalist is brave enough to ask about the shift in Max? He’s always eager to talk about you.

“My girlfriend forced me to watch hours of YouTube compilations about formula one memes. We are always sending different memes to each other, she definitely helps me remember to laugh more,” Max gushes.

“I guess we all forget that you aren’t nearly forty,” the journalist nods. Max answers a few more questions before finding you in his drivers room. He lays down on the couch, his head on your lap.

“What’s on your mind?” you run your hand through Max’s hair.

“Have I changed that much?” he asks, his blue eyes looking up at you.

“I don’t think so, I think you’ve just started being yourself around more people. You are still the same Max that I first met and fell in love with, everyone else is just seeing that Max,” you are confused about the question, but answer him. Max doesn’t reply, he just nuzzles closer to you.

“I like this version of me,” he says into your shirt a few minutes later, you keep playing with his hair.

“I’m glad, but I like every version of you, Max. Even old man Max,” you smile as he sits up.

“Old man? How about I show you how far from true that is,” there is a look in his eye that tells you that you just started something.

“And how will you do that?” you decide to entertain him as he slips his hands under your shirt.

“I don’t think I need to tell you.”

Ruptured - F1 Grid

Summary: Y/n gets in a controversial accident in a qualifying and afterwards she's a little tender but no one expects what happens next.

Warnings: Multiple crashes, questions of driver safety, life-threatening injury (no death this time I promise)

No part 2 requests please

Y/n got into Q3 after George got knocked out and while she's a rookie there's still some hefty expectations on her. Thankfully up to this point she's been passing expectations and enjoying her successes.

Being in Zandvoort is sort of intimidating though and with the track wet conditions. She's feeling the pressure a little.

What she doesn't expect is for her flying lap to be quite so messy and when she spins, the last thing she expects is to feel her seatbelts completely loosen and let her body fly forward the feeling of her torso hitting the steering making her insides take the impact they really shouldn't have taken.

"Ah. Ah. Fuck."

"Y/n? Y/n are you ok?" Her race engineer, Alex asks while she pants feeling her body ache.

"My seatbelts failed and launched me forward into the steering wheel. Ah-That hurt."

"Are you ok? Are you injury?"

"No. No. I think I'm ok." Y/n sighs before taking a minute. "Yeah, I'm ok. Just achy."

"Alright. Just find your bearings P0 when you're ready then get out the car."

Toto sighs knowing that her seatbelt failure is about to cause all sorts of issues and kick offs with the drivers, the team and the FIA will be going wild once they hear that message.

"Ow." Y/n winces as she uses the halo to haul herself out of the cockpit as the doctor appears having heard the message and been sent out for her.

Unsurprisingly she's taken straight to medical and after running some test they decide she's good to go.

"Y/n...that was a rough end to qualifying, staring P10. How are you feeling? The seatbelts failed?"

"Yeah, almost went on a flying lesson out the cockpit. I'm fine though, all cleared and ready to race tomorrow. Might be a little bruised but I'm fine." Y/n smiles then shaking her head. "Am I allowed to say a rookie error?"

"I think you are definitely allowed a rookie error." The reporter nods while she smiles. "But that's a scary accident."

"Yeah, Zandvoort really weeds out the weaknesses and apparently today my seatbelts decided they were going to really added to that. But I'm sure the FIA will be hot on it."

-

Sleep was uncomfortable and essentially didn't happen. Her stomach is aching.

"Ah-no. No. My stomach is still sore from yesterday. No stretches that are putting pressure on it, please." Y/n states to her trainer, Eddie as he tries to help warm her up ahead of the race.

"It's still sore?"

"The doctors said it would be." Y/n mumbles then sighing. "Didn't help my sleep either."

"Are you alright to race?"

"Yes. I'll be fine." Y/n dismisses while closing her eyes.

Eddie ends up deciding to let her try and nap. She might be a little stiff for the race but he's warmed her up enough that she'll be alright really.

But eventually she's up in the drivers parade, getting in the car to drive it to the grid and then she's stood for the anthem trying to hide the grimace of her growing pain. It's getting bad, but she's sort of hoping it's just from standing up.

"You look sweaty. Are you hot?" Oscar asks making her look at him but it's like his words take a while to process. "Y/n?"

"Uh...yeah, sorry. I'm hot." Y/n nods before they all part and Oscar frowns watching her walk off.

Once she's in the car, the mechanic starts strapping her in, making sure it's as tight as possible after yesterday and while she wants to protest, she knows they all got a massive scolding for the issue so they're being especial cautious.

"All good?" He smiles earning a thumbs up as she gets on the radio.

"Radio check?"

"Yeah, radio check, I got you." Alex states making her sigh as he starts telling her others tyres and the count down for the formation lap.

They get the lights for the formation lap and it's not long before she's moving around, feeling the g-force adding to her pain but it's bearable. With the adrenaline rising and the mindset locking in, she's managed to push everything else aside.

Y/n actually gets off the line so well that she ends up being looked at for a jumpstart.

"You're doing good, keep it up." Alex states but he doesn't get any response, unsurprisingly.

She's in the cockpit, soaked in sweat and feeling the growing pressure of her stomach, the skin on feels like it's tight and restricted and it's knocking her focus a little. But she's managing to fight it in order to not end up off track.

It's not till she's in a battle for P3 with Lando in lap 30 that things go so horribly wrong.

She's along side him at a corner but a sharp blinding pain hits in the moment and she blacks out. The nose of her car wedges under Lando's and she's shoved him up on top of the front of her car into the barrier.

"Y/n?! Y/n?! Can you hear me? Are you ok?" Alex exclaims into her radio as she finally comes back around. Only out for a matter of seconds but she's confused and has no idea what happened.

"Fuck-I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm fine." Y/n lies before climbing out the car. Or trying to she manages to get on the halo but that's when Lando appears having climbed out much more.

"What the fuck were you doing?"

Y/n squints at him as she rubs at her aching shoulder before another wave hits her and her body tips backwards making her fall away from him in a futile attempt to stop her falling when he realises there's something wrong.

She's not completely out again and when she lands pain explodes through her body that the yell of sheer agony while Lando runs around the car to try and aid her.

"Medics! You need to get medical!" Lando exclaims as they begin waving the red flag.

-

They airlifted y/n to the hospital and after managing to run the tests and do everything to figure out what wrong and what's made her stomach turn dark red with clear internal bleeding. They've figured it out.

A grade 5 ruptured spleen.

"Y/n is in emergency surgery right now. There was an injury as a result of her qualifying crash that was missed during her tests and checks afterwards. We will update you once we know more but for now we are just sending thoughts and prayers to y/n. She's strong, she will be back but from what we know, she was in a lot of pain, she'd been trying to drive through it and sadly it became too much." Toto explains as the race continues on track after a prolonged red flag.

"Do you know what the issue is?"

"I do but out of respect for y/n, I think she gets to be the one to tell you guys."

"And do you think this will effect her in the coming races?"

"I don't know yet. I will be visiting her but it's an emergency surgery and we know they take time to recover from them and we won't push her to come back before she's ready."

-

Y/n was in too much pain to know what the issue was before she went into surgery and when she gets out Eddie is waiting there with a couple others from the team.

"Hey, you guys here for y/n y/l/n?" A surgeon asks appear still in scrubs looking at the group with a small smile.

"Yes. Yeah, that's us. Is she ok?"

"So...the internal bleeding was pretty bad, she'd lost a lot of blood and her spleen has had to be completely removed, because of the bleeding and the level of damage to her spleen it wasn't as simple as a keyhole surgery like we'd hoped. But she's fine, we're giving her more blood. She should be awake soon."

"Oh thank god." Eddie sighs deflating in relief. "Can I see her?"

"She's still being moved and just set up in a room but I'll pass on for the nurse to come get you when they're happy with how she's set up."

"Thank you and thank you for taking care of her so well." Eddie nods before rubbing over his face.

The race has long since finished so he sends the couple others who waited with him to go back and inform Toto along with the rest of the team of what happened and that she's ok.

Eventually he's allowed in and seeing her she's thankfully not looking too scary with tubes and wires. A nurse explains the extent of damage and admits her condition was nearing a point that threatened fatality if she's attempted to finish that race which with her adrenaline rush was causing more excessive bleeding.

"Fucking terror." Eddie sighs sitting down with her. "You are a fucking terror, y/n y/l/n."

-

Eddie ended up falling asleep but as soon as y/n is awake, he jumps from the rustling sound of her shifting.

"God, what happened?" Y/n groans feeling her well bandaged stomach. "Fuck. I feel like someone rearranged my insides and not in a good way."

"Your mind is filth." Eddie sighs making her look at him. "They removed your spleen. You had heavy internal bleeding and they could've recover any of it."

"Jesus. That explain why I felt like I was dying." Y/n jokes but the expression on her trainer's face tell her that he doesn't find it funny.

"You were dying, y/n. If you'd not messed up and finished that race they said that would've been enough blood loss that you probably would've died the moment your adrenaline dropped. Next time you're in pain like that, you tell me-or someone-anyone." Eddie states making her look down at her hands over her stomach.

"I'm sorry." Y/n mumbles then biting her lip. "I just didn't want to let anyone down."

Eddie sighs sinking down in his seat for a minute since he didn't want to upset her but fucking hell the state she was in, writhing in agony and completely out of it with no idea what was happening around her.

"Are you hungry? They said you can eat whenever you wake up."

"Yeah, food sounds good."

Eddie nods moving over and kissing the top of her head which earns a small smile before he heads out and when he does he walks into the waiting area to find quite a few F1 drivers gathered, all of which with gifts or flowers.

"Oh christ." Eddie sighs then moving to the nurses station. "To get these guys out your way. Would you allow them into y/n's room? They'll be more likely to behave in there."

"Yeah, we were waiting to speak to you. Thank you."

"Alright boys, go see her. She's awake and probably going to love being fussed over." Eddie smiles making Carlos, Lando, Alex, George, Charles, Oscar and Max stand up like they've just been asked which volunteers to marry her.

Eddie even notices the nurse sigh a little as if in admiration of the men as they walk into y/n's room.

"Hey! Welcome to the removed organ club." Carlos smiles making her look at young men with tears eyes. "Oh, it looks like they ripped you up a bit more."

"Yeah, turns out I almost died." Y/n laughs making the group share expressions. "I didn't though, I'll be fine. Maybe a little more prone to infection...apparently the spleen is a little important when it comes to not getting sick."

"You scared the fuck out of me y/n. I thought I'd hurt you in the crash this whole time." Lando admits as he places a gift bag down. "Fucking hell."

"Sorry. I promise I was more scared though...sorry for ruining your race. I really didn't mean to." Y/n smiles earning a sigh. "If it makes up for it, the pain I was in was what made me black out and hit you in the first place."

"Do you know when you'll be back?" Oscar asks actually feeling a little bad that he didn't speak up to someone about the fact she was clearly unwell before the race. But then again, sabotaging someone and saying that it feels like they shouldn't race is only going to reflect badly on him.

"I think I might take longer to bounce back than Carlos and Alex did." Y/n admits making the young men frown. "I can definitely feel that someone has been rooting around under my ribs."

"Gross." Lando grimaces earning a smack from George who has been silently worried about his teammate.

"Where did Eddie go?" George asks making her smile.

"He's gone to get me food. Apparently I'm all good to eat. But I don't think he wants me touching hospital food."

-

The drivers stayed for a couple hours, a couple like Max, Carlos and Charles all leaving first before the rest are kicked out not long after Eddie arrives with food.

They keep her in for a few days and she's the last driver to finally get to fly home. Except she flies to Monza for the next race instead.

"Y/n! Y/n y/l/n. We didn't think we'd be seeing you. How are you?" Natalie asks as she steps into the media pen.

"Scarred for life and missing an organ."

"Yeah, Toto and the team said they wanted to leave it to you and you've only been on social media to say you're ok, we also seen that some of the drivers visited which was very sweet. But what happened?"

"I drove internally bleeding from a ruptured spleen...savage. I essentially blacked out from the pain mid battle with Lando and just lost control. But I'd ruptured my spleen in the crash in qualifying and just assumed the pain was a bit of bruising. I think I've now made them have to add a new test for when crashes happen." Y/n laughs then shrugging a little. "I'm out for a bit though, it'll be nice seeing Kimi get bumped up from Williams for Monza which is his home race, and likely for Baku too. They ripped up my abdominal muscles because of the extent of just how much bleeding and damage there was so it's going to be a careful recovery."

"No..."

"I'll be here. Bothering Toto in the garage. Plus it will be really good seeing everyone on tract as spectator again. I get to see what they're doing live, which will be a nice change while I rest and recover." Y/n nods then smiling. "Toto has even informed me I've got an extra cushioned seat."

"No surprise there, taking very good care of you. We'll let you go. I know that so many people want to see you and speak to you."

Y/n is pulled and tugged around already feel a bit of the ache of her stomach.

"It's hurting." Y/n mumbles to Eddie who isn't leaving her side in worry of her being in pain.

"Alright, let's get you sat down." Eddie nods still slightly annoyed she insisted on coming here first thing straight from the airport.

He gets her into the Mercedes unit where immediately Toto stands applauding the young woman before Eddie moves to get her seated.

"Are we ok?" Toto asks noticing the expression of concern.

"Media took it out of me a little more than I expected." Y/n admits letting out a heavy breath as Toto sits across from her. "I'm fine, don't look at me like I'm not. It's still just pretty fresh."

"We will be taking good care of you till you are fit and ready-no sooner than if you are back up to it. I don't want you in that car till then."

"Noted."

-

"Ah, the scar." Carlos gasps as y/n reveals her tummy and the very sore looking stapled wound as they stand on the drivers parade, something all the drivers insisted she still part take in.

Quite a few of the drivers have gathered and it's then that they realise the extent of just how long she might be out.

"And they cute through the muscle?" Oscar asks making her nod. "That's a lot of healing."

"That's the long part, I push too hard for abdominal muscles and I screw up the whole recovery." Y/n hums before covering it again. "So you lot better produce plenty of entertainment for me to watch or I'll really be bored."

"Ah, you have our word." Charles smiles earning a hum from the young woman.

They continue to fuss over her. Oscar even gets Lando to help her climb on his back without having to jump and be carried out of there.

"You know I could get used to this treatment. You boys better keep this up when I'm better." Y/n grins earning a laugh from them.

2010 rbr seb truly was a menace (adorable as hell but a little shit through and through).