Yeah That's My Girl - LN

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."

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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."

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S E B A S T I A N V E T T E L

•·.·''·.·• A shared History , Part 2 , Part 3•·.·''·.·•

(fluff)

Moments that Sebastian Vettel and Y/N have shared throughout their careers together both on and off track. Sebastian Vettel x fem!driver!reader

•·.·''·.·• Looking at her •·.·''·.·•

(fluff, suggestive at the end)

Reader has grown to love the feeling of Sebastian’s eyes on her but not everyone understands. Sebastian Vettel x shy!girlfriend!reader

•·.·''·.·• Come back to me •·.·''·.·•

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Sebastian’s world is turned upside down when he finds out the reason behind the red flag, the aftermath is just as torturous as the moment he got the news.Sebastian Vettel x wife!driver!reader

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K I M I R Ä I K K Ö N E N

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It never fails to amaze the formula one community just how much of a difference there is in Kimi’s attitude whenever his wife is around. Kimi Räikkönen x Fem!Wife!Reader

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(Implied age gap, fluff)

Kimi’s got some deep feelings for the reader but plans to do what he does best, keep silent. Until, Sebastian manages to persuade him that maybe melting his icy exterior might work in his favour. Kimi Räikkönen x Fem!Driver!Reader.

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(fluff, mistreatment of women)

You always have a smile on your face, even through the struggles of being the only female driver but when it feels like the entire media is against you it’s hard to keep that smile on your face but Kimi won’t allow it to disappear, he’s always there protecting you. Protective!Kimi x Sunshine!driver!reader

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Toto now has to face the consequences of his actions that tore your family apart. Toto Wolff x Ex!wife!reader

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A few scenarios in which Toto is angry and frustrated and you’re there to calm him down and save his poor team from his wrath. Angry!Toto Wolff x Calm!Wife!reader

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(angst, light smut, heartbreak, pregnancy trope)

The news of Toto Wolff divorcing from Susie has just hit the media and you, Michael Schumacher’s eldest daughter and George Russel’s race engineer, are beyond shocked, even more so as your relationship with your boss begins to evolve. Divorced!Toto Wolff x fem!engineer!Schumacher!reader

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Your stubbornness to admit you may be feeling unwell might just be your downfall one day but your husband will always be there to catch you, as will your son. Toto Wolff x Wife!reader

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It’s both yours and Toto’s day off but both your boys are sick and wanting your attention. Clingy!Sick!Toto Wolff x Wife!reader

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The stresses of work have your mind running a million miles an hour but your husband knows how to slow it down.

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☀️Sons, Sons, and More Sons

Pairing: Charles Leclerc x Reader Genre: Fluff/SMAU Summary: Ollie, Leo, Liam, who's next Oscar? Oh.

inspired by @pucksandpower 😊

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“CHARLES!”

The said Monegasque, who had been “innocently” snuggling his four-legged son, winced at the force and volume of your voice. 

He was currently going through everything that might have upset you in the past 20 minutes from when he got home to you just now getting out of the shower. Did he leave the toilet seat up again? Or did he forget to sort the laundry? Or maybe he didn’t clean up Leo’s toys from the bedroom? 

“Why is my Twitter blowing up?” 

Oh. That’s why. 

He whispered to Leo, “I’m in for it now.” 

And then in a louder voice he yelled, “Yes mon amour?” 

You rounded the corner of the hallway and stopped in the opening to the living room, crossing your arms. “Care to tell me why I’m getting tagged in almost every Twitter post about you adopting Oscar?” 

You wanted to break at the puppy eyes that your boyfriend was currently giving you, but you needed to stay strong. You needed to show that a man could not sway your feelings. Too bad that man was Charles Leclerc, the one that men and women alike fell to worship the ground beneath his feet. 

You couldn’t break. 

Charles brought his hand up to ruffle his hair, something he did to express some nervousness. 

“Cheri, it was just a joke. Oscar somehow finds heritage in a lot of countries. He just wanted to keep the joke going.” 

“So you decided to ‘adopt’ him so he can have another home race?” 

“Maybe?” 

“Don’t you already have enough sons anyway? I think four is too many or our house is going to overflow on family night.” 

Charles’s eyebrows pinched in confusion. “Four?” 

Now it was your turn to smirk. “Yes, four. Or are you too busy having fun with Leo to be a present father to your other two?” 

Charles tried to wrack his brain about who could be the other two. 

“Ollie?” 

“Bingo.” 

He leaned back into the couch, hands still gently petting Leo who had decided to fall asleep in the middle of his parent’s squabbles. The golden puppy was content on his dad’s warm chest, the rise and fall rocking him to sleep. 

The Ferrari driver sighed. “I don’t even know.” 

You waved your phone at him. “Twitter might be able to help you. I need to get dressed since I was rudely interrupted. I hope you find out before they get here for dinner.” 

Charles shot up making Leo yelp away from his nap. Now that he was really looking at you, he realized that you were just in a towel. A blush formed on his face, still having those boyish thoughts that he believed he was better than that. 

You walked over and bent down, face getting closer to his. 

Ah. You were going to forgive him and all would be right in the world once your lips met his. You wanted to laugh as you saw his eyes flutter shut, lips slightly puckering. 

Charles was wondering what was taking you so long when your finger touched his lips. His eyes shot open and he definitely did not whimper. You looked down at your fur-baby and gently picked him up, bringing Leo to your chest. 

“Twitter. Figure it out Leclerc.” 

Now a bit sullen, he watched you walk away. 

“Je t’aime!” 

He was responded to with a middle finger and the bedroom door slamming. A chuckle made its way from his chest as he brought his phone out. If there was one thing that you two did well, it was dramatics. 

Twitter was immediately opened once he got his phone out. He scrolled through all the tags before giving up and opening your profile. He winced at the sight of the white background, cursing his phone for updating and not keeping the dark profile. 

However, he couldn’t contain his laugh as he saw your new updated tweet. He leaned his head back, still giggling to himself. 

Charles knew that you two wanted kids at some point. But between his Formula 1 career and your business on the uprise, children really wouldn’t work well now. But deep down, he liked the idea of having a few grid kids. 

He took a minute to stop giggling before he continued his search. His eyes widened as he stopped on one of the family trees that some fan made. 

There was Leo, adopted by you and him. 

Then Ollie, who fans say that Charles conceived himself somehow. 

Oscar was newer, but still had the adopted dotted line. 

And then . . . 

Ooohhhhhhh, so that’s who he was missing. 

You took that moment to come out of the bedroom, hair now dry and fluffy from your Dyson. Leo was still in your arms, looking more awake than he had when he was with Charles. You sat down next to him, Charles taking the opportunity to put an arm around you, bringing you in closer. 

“You smell good amour.” 

You turned and smiled, leaning in to finally give him a kiss after a long day. 

“Thank you. It’s the lotion that you bought me.” 

He let out a low hum and just kept you in his arms. Leo was squirming a bit before he finally flopped over and settled in between your two bodies. 

“I figured out who our other son is.” 

Your head now rested in the crook of his neck. “Did you now.” 

“Yes. I am a stepfather to Liam?” 

Your shoulders shook with giggles. “Not the stepfather, but the father who stepped up.” 

“You spend way too much on Twitter.” 

You looked up at him, and Charles turned to look down at you. You leaned in closer to rub your noses together, giving him eskimo kisses. The Ferrari driver just closed his eyes and basked in the moment between you. 

There weren’t many times that he got something like this. So quiet and peaceful. His world was filled with so much noise. But here, he could melt into the quiet. 

“We should have dinner here with the boys after the Grand Prix on Sunday.” 

“That sounds nice. I can make the food.” 

You sat up slightly, elbow bent on the back of the couch and head resting on your hand. 

“You want to show off your cooking skills to your sons to prove that you can cook.”

Charles huffed. “I am the provider chéri.” 

You cocked your head at the Monegasque. “Whose name is on the lease mon bebe?” 

A huff was the answer, which made you cuddle Charles closer still being aware of the little baby between you. A small nip to your fingertip made you pick Leo up, now holding him close to your face. 

“Were you getting a bit jealous of papa ma petit amour?” you asked the blonde dachshund in a baby voice. If Charles wasn’t already fully in love with you, his love would have been solidified in this moment. 

While watching, he suddenly remembered something. “Oscar wanted to meet Leo in McLaren hospitality this weekend.” 

You turned with a raised eyebrow. “Why not Ferrari?” 

“Eh.” 

It was as if you had a lightbulb moment. “Ohhhhhhh, right. That makes sense. I can stop by and let you know when I get there.” 

What you hadn’t expected was to pick up Liam and Ollie on your way to the now green outside of the McLaren hospitality. Leo was still curled up in your arms, eyes blinking every so often. You knew that if it wasn’t so busy, the little puppy would be sound asleep. 

“He’s so cute,” Oscar said, walking forward and hands outstretched. You gently gave him over to the “older brother” of the three. 

Ollie laughed. “I know right. He’s so cuddly.” 

Liam joined in, “I don’t think I put him down the entire time I got to meet him.” 

Oscar stared at you three for a moment. “Yeah, you aren’t getting him back.” 

You shook your head. “Speak to your father first, Oscar.” 

Chuckles erupted from all around, making you laugh as well. You took your phone out and took a quick picture of Oscar holding Leo to post later. 

“Is dad on his way?” Ollie asked after sipping on his water bottle. 

You rolled your eyes. “Should be. Ah, there he is.” 

Charles stepped foot into the room and immediately found you surrounded by his “kids.” His heart may have melted seeing Leo flopped in Oscar’s arms. He gave you a kiss on your cheeks before he greeted the three. 

“This is hilarious,” he said, making everyone laugh yet again. 

You rested a hand on your forehead. “We’re just missing Liam’s dad, and then we’ll be one big happy family.” 

The Kiwi crossed his arms, but a giant smile was on his face. “So much for having a present father in my life. I’m jealous.” 

Charles gripped your waist and puffed his chest. “I’m not the stepfather, but the father that stepped up.” 

“Charles, no you aren’t. Can’t even handle three kids.” 

You and Charles turned around to see Max now stepping through the door. The Monegasque raised his eyebrow. 

“And you can?” 

You raised a hand. “That’s my que to leave. I will not be in the middle of a Lestappen-father showdown. Boys, you can follow me.” 

“Yes mum.”

“Lead the way.” 

“Can I still keep Leo?” 

Charles and Max gawked as the three older boys followed you like ducks in a row. After he got over the shock, the Ferrari driver was left with a love-sick smile on his face. 

“Yeah. I’m marrying her.” 

“Gross.” 

“Max. Shut up.” 

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y/nismother the mother is mothering

charliexy/n honestly, they all take after him so much. I need to go to twitter

olliebearman then what is the word you're looking for mom 🤨

liamlawson30 I knew she wasn't proud of us

oscarpiastri this is why dad is better

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olliebearman I take it back, mom is the best

oscarpiastri81 this is the best thing to happen this weekend

charles_leclerc my family 🫶

maxverstappen1 you stole my son from me.

liamlawson30 they had free ice cream 🤷

y/n_l/n 😊

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lestappenlove I love the entire family your honor

leclerc16charles does Leo need another sibling? cause I can bark

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Braid Me || LH44 x Reader

Warnings: 18+, hand kink (if you squint), sub!Lewis, (kinda) degrading kink, oral (m)

Wordcount: 1.6k

I couldn’t find a gif where he didn’t have braids, so I settled for this picture instead 🤷‍♀️

She was comfortably laid in her bed. Softly tucked under her duvet

She groaned hearing her phone ring on the bedside table. She debated if she should pick it up or just let it ring through

She turned her body, picking her phone up. She looked at the screen

“What do you want, Lewis?” She asked, tone a little rougher than she intended

“Caught you at a bad time?” He asked, hearing her rough voice

“I was laying so comfortably until you called me” She explained, annoyed at hearing his chuckle “What did you want?”

“Can you help me redo my braids?” He asked, a sigh leaving his lips after he finished

“What? Why? Why me, I mean?” She asked, almost rambling as she sat up

“You’re good at it. You’re fingers are small and can handle it better than myself” He explained

“My fingers aren’t small” She said, sounding offended

“Sure, love” God, his voice always did something to her she was afraid to say “So… You wanna help me or not?”

“I hate you” She said as soon as he opened the door when she rang the doorbell “I’m only doing this because you said my fingers are small. They are not, by the way” She said, pushing past him into the hallway

He took her wrist, holding her hand beside his. Maybe her fingers were small, or maybe it was because his were big, but they did look small beside his

“They are small, love” He said, letting go of her wrist

Just keep touching me

It was something about his hands. The way she could still feel his touch on her wrist, or the way he would linger his touch on her a little too long

“Come on” He said, guiding her into the living room “Want anything to drink? Eat?”

“What do you have?” She said, sitting down on the comfortable couch

“Tea, coffee, hot chocolate, wine if you’re lucky” He said from the kitchen “I have some cookies, I think”

“Hot chocolate and cookies are fine, thank you” She said as he turned around to grab two mugs

“Here you go” He said, placing both mugs and the cookies on the coffee table in front of her

He sat down in between her legs, turning on the tv so he would be entertained while she would undo his braids and do them again

She started from the bottom, softly starting to undo his braids. She noticed the way he stiffened at her touch, which he always did, she didn’t really think about it

She also noticed the way he was only focusing on the tv, not touching his hot chocolate or the cookies, which is weird because he had put something about politics on, which he hated

She got the bottom row done, drawing her fingers through the locks, hearing his breath hitch for a second

“What’s the problem, Lew?” She put her hands on his shoulders, making him flinch slightly

“Nothing. Really, it’s not nothing” Never once looking up at him, afraid he would get lost in her eyes and become a blushing mess

“Okay. It’s just that you’re shoulders are stiff and you’re breath hitched” Her thumbs started circling his shoulders, making him hold his breath “I won’t ask anymore” She chuckled, pulling her hands back to his hair

She tried making small talk with him, but he came with short answers or hums

She had finally gotten the last braid undone “Comb?” She asked, holding her hand beside his shoulder

He placed it softly in her hand, shivering when she accidentally closed her hand around his fingers

She started brushing his hair, softly getting the knots out, getting it soft for her to braid again

She knew she promised to not ask again, but she kept thinking about the way his shoulders were stiff and his breath hitched or were held

“Turn around, Lewis” He hesitated, but did as she told him

He sat on his knees, heels digging in to his ass, his hands laying in his lap as he was looking up at her

“What’s wrong?” Her eyes were soft

It was the softness in them that he fell in love with. They way they could light up the entire room even in the middle of the night in a room with no light

“N-nothing” He looked down, feeling a blush creep up on his cheeks and down his neck

“Lewis” She hooked a finger under his chin, making him look up at her again

She noticed the way his pupils now were blown wide, covering the chocolate brown in his eyes

“Kiss me” His voice was low, just above a whisper “Please…?” His eyes flicked from her eyes to her mouth and back to her eyes

“Lew…” She sighed, subconsciously leaning further down, her hand dropping into her lap

“Please” He said again, putting his hands on her thighs, shifting in his position “I’ll do anything”

She cupped in jaw as his fingers tightened around her thighs. His breath hitched again when she leaned in

He kissed back immediately when their lips made contact. She meant it to just be one short kiss, but when she felt his lips on hers, she didn’t want to let go

She pressed their lips harder together, making him whimper. He managed to get up and into her lap without breaking the kiss

Her hands landed on his waist while his arms were around her neck, pulling her closer into him

Her tongue glided across his bottom lip, and he opened up without hesitation

The feeling of her tongue against his made a low moan slip from him, sending vibrations into her lips

Her hands traveled from his waist, over his hips, and landed on his ass. She squeezed him softly, drawing out a surprised yelp from him

“Please” He whimpered breathlessly, pulling slightly away from her lips so he could speak “Need you” His lips were still grazing hers

“Need me? How bad?” She asked in a teasing tone, lips going to his neck, making him moan quietly

“So fucking bad” His hands went to the hem of her shirt, tugging at it softly “Please. ‘M begging you”

Her hands went under his shirt, her lips away from his neck to pull it over his head and throw it carelessly on the ground

“Is that why you called me over? To get fucking laid?” She asked, hands tracing his abs, making him shiver

“N-no. I needed help with my braids” He said, eyes closed as his head laid in the crook of her neck

“And to get laid” She stated, hands working on his belt, loving the way he rolled his hips subconsciously

“No, but I was hoping” He let out a sigh when she finally got his belt off and zipped the zipper down

“This is not going to work like this” She sighed. She grabbed his hips turning them around so, he was sitting on the couch as she was on her knees in front of him

Her hands went back to the waistband of his jeans, hooking her fingers into both the jeans and his boxers, tapping his hip to lift up as she pulled them down

She helped him get out of the jeans so she could spread his legs and sit in between them, getting closer to his cock

“Just like that, baby” She says softly, kissing the inside of his thigh, earning a whimper from him as he throws his head back against the couch

She licks off the pearl of pre cum that had gathered on the tip, draw a moan from him and a shutter of his hips

She held his waist as her tongue circled around his tip, drawing lewd moans from him

“F-fuck. D-don’t tease. Please. Too sensitive” His hands gripped her biceps hard, nails digging into her skin through the sleeves

“What? Think you come from just this?” She asked teasingly before she resumed her actions

“If you keep going- fuck… Then, yes” His moans were like music to her ears. Music that hit just the right nerves “Please”

She gave in, hollowing her cheeks, taking all of him into her mouth, making him hit the back of her throat

She gaged around him, earning a whimper from him, making her smile up at him, starting to bob her head

“Fuck, please- Ah” He started bucking his hips, meeting her mouth halfway, hitting her throat at every thrust

“Please- Fuck- I’m gonna- Ah. Close” He was unable to form any proper sentence

She felt him twitch in her mouth, smiling to herself, she slowed down, which earned her a whine, but was soon replaced with even louder moans when she swirled her tongue around him again

“Yes- Fuck- Can- I need- I’m gonna” The ‘warning’ was the only thing he got out before he shot his cum down her throat, his whole body shaking

She swallowed all of his cum before standing up. Chuckling at the way he looked. Whole body covered in sweat, his curly hair clinging to his forehead, eyes closed, chest rising and falling at a rapid pace

“You okay, baby?” She asked, leaning down to kiss his jaw

“Mhm” He said, managing to open his eyes “Don’t think I can… Give you one more” He said honest, glossy eyes looking up at her

“It’s fine. We’ll do more another time. Come on, we’ll shower” She pulled him up from the couch, catching him when his knees gave out

“Another time? There’s gonna be another time?” He asked, placing his head into the crook of her neck

“Only if you want to” She said, helping him into the tub before starting the water

“Would like that” He said, leaning slightly forward so she could slide in behind him “Would really like that” He sighed, leaning into her touch behind him

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.