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y/n hello! happy first of february to all of you 🌷🫧 after a looong break, and not so long consideration due to popular demand, i present to you CHAMPAGNE, SEX & (and the good kind of) ANXIETY 🍾🎻 i was barely beginning to process the magnitude of how loved CS&A was, especially after winning six grammys. i realised that u fuckers deserve even more songs,, so i made more !!!! this album is 100% percent my favourite album so far 🤍🏹 the first section of the album is very rnb focused, with voices like ﹫honeymoon, ﹫champagnepapi and ﹫theweeknd 🖤 while section two is very y2k club classics and i had the absolute pleasure of working with original icons like ﹫timbaland, ﹫pharrell, ﹫usher, ﹫nellyfurtado, uhm FUCKING ﹫beyonce 😭﹫frenchmontana, and so many more 🤍🫧🏹 this truly is my best work as i was so so so honoured to work with people who brought out the best in me ⭐️ to my fans, my whoooole heart and soul :’) thank you so so much for the support you’ve shown me this year, i can’t wait to see you soon. this will be my last project for a while but until then, dID I MENTION BEYONCE???? 15/2 🏹
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username well good fucking morning to you too i guess
username y/n pls omgggg 😭
alexandrasaintmleux can you please rest for the love of god
→ lando like seriously
→ charles_leclerc i beg
→ y/n well god forbid a girl loves her job
username HELLO??????? WHY
username y/l/nestate STOP HER FROM MAKING SURPISE DROPS
→ y/l/nestate look man, there’s only so much i can do 🥲
username now why the fuck is lewis in her likes 🤨
→ username esp after baby deer 😒
→ username HE COMMENTED
→ username WHERE
→ username i think he either deleted it or y/n deleted it
pierregasly BEYONCÉ GISELLE KNOWLES CARTER??
→ y/n I KNOWWWWWWW
username OH ALBUM OF THE YEAR ALREADY 🤭🤭
francisca.cgomes GAGGG
username THIRTY FOUR FUCKING SONGS. WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM.
username BEYONCÉ?? PHARELL?? TIMBALAND?? THE WEEKEND?? LANA?? USHER?? DRAKE?? NELLY FUCKING FURTADO AND FRENCH MONTANA??
→ username HEY SO THIS IS INSANE BY THE WAY.
→ username she’s doing her big one 🤏🏽🤏🏽🤏🏽
→ username i can’t explain how gagged i am 😭
sebasatianvettel is this what you were doing during your break?
scuderiaferrari i’ve never been this happy. is this what it’s like for y/n fans?
→ username get used to it. we get served A LOT here
→ username yeah, our y/n NEVER disappoints
→ username NEVER DISAPPOINTS.
→ username not that you people know what that’s like
oscarpiastri excited
→ y/n can u be a little more enthusiastic maybe 😀
→ oscarpiastri so excited
→ y/n ok
carlossainz55 YES GOD.
username announcing it two weeks before is js torturing us
username SHE’S BACKKKKKKKKK
username YESYESYESYESYESTHANKYOULORD 🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽
username does she know what break means????
→ username no it’s y/n lmao
☆ IMESSAGE with : LEW <3
y/n changed LEW <3’s contact name to lewis h.
lewis h: why’d you delete my comment?
y/n: i thought i blocked you, i don’t want you under my posts
lewis h: why tho?? i was trying to show you support
y/n: don’t play stupid with me
lewis h: look it was just an argument
lewis h: can’t we get past it??
y/n: no. i wanted u to think abt what’s best for you
y/n: fuck you actually
y/n: you bitch
lewis h: call me
y/n: you fucking hurt me
y/n: i don’t wanna hear your voice
lewis h: y/n please
lewis h: are you still in monaco?
y/n: leave me alone
lewis h: i’m in carré d’or
lewis h: in your neighbourhood, let me see you
y/n: to do what exactly
y/n: you fucking pussy
y/n: face your issues first before you come to see me
y/n: i asked you a question to look out for you and look at how you reacted
lewis h: look i’m sorry okay
y/n: i don’t accept your fuckass apology
y/n: delete my number.
y/n
📍 Hotel De Paris, Monté Carlo
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y/n the wife and i 🌸🥐 🌊
tagged: alexandrasaintmleux
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charles_leclerc your wife???
→ y/n that’s what i said yes 🙂↕️
→ alexandrasaintmleux sorry you found out this way 🙃
username GIRL KISSERS 🫵🏽
username do they know it’s legal now
username where there is alex and y/n, there is rhode
→ alexandrasaintmleux 🙂↕️🫱🏻🫲🏼
username hey y/n!! i heard it’s really good for your jewelry when you leave it out by an open window 😁
username alex’s body is teaaaaa 😍😍😍
carmenmmundt where was my invite :(
→ y/n come over rn
username y/nxandra when
→ y/n charles is in the way i fear 😔
→ username sacrifice him queen
→ charles_leclerc ????
→ lando don’t give her ideas (pls do actually)
rhode i spy rhode 👀
username lewis shoot ur shot or get to the back of the line brother
username thank god for women
username fav duo ever????
username lewis stays lurking on her account
username js get together you two 😍
lewishamilton found you.
︴# ⸝⸝ : ★ real life ¡ ⌕ ⸝⸝ ﹒ ﹕
it had been a long day, a fun one, but you were still exhausted. a random episode of The Simpsons was playing in the background, the volume of the t.v was low, but you could vaguely make out was sounded like banter between Bart and Lisa.
You were laid back in bed, eyes on the screen of your laptop, watching (more like monitoring) some visuals for your upcoming album. In theory, this should’ve been the perfect way to end your day. The a.c was blasting, and your pyjamas were as comfortable as it gets, the room was dark and the Monté Carlo skies were beginning to lightly rain—quiet, calm, unwinding.
That was until the agitating sound of your home’s door bell echoed suddenly throughout your house. “seriously?” you grumble as you sit up, and as you glance at the clock, you frown a little. 10:48, who would it be at this hour?
Then it occurred to you, the only way someone could ring your door bell is if they made it past the front gates. This person knew your gates’ codes. You chuckled as you got up, and from the edge of your bed you grab a hand bag.
“I knew you’d come back.” you mutter as you walk down the hallway, Alexandra had forgot her bag here earlier, so it most likely was her dropping by to grab it.
You smile as you open the door, “I knew you’d come ba-”
This wasn’t your beloved Alexandra Saint Mleux.
“Hey.”
It was Lewis.
Lightning struck behind him as the rain got heavier, the flash illuminated his figure for a second. He looked at you, breathing out slightly, god, he missed your face. He can tell you weren’t exactly the happiest to see him, but the relief that settled in his rib cage made him smile a little.
“why are you here?” you ask, shoulders slumping a little, your smile disappearing. You’d be lying if you said that you hadn’t missed those bambi brown eyes, but didn’t want to admit it. You couldn’t actually tell whether you missed him, or the idea of what he was before your argument.
Seeing your shoulders fall brought that guilt that was swirling around his chest back. You’re happy to see him, and he knew why.
“I wanted to talk to you.” he says, voice sincere. You look away, hand tightening on the door knob—stressed and annoyed at how much his voice soothed you. “well-… i don’t wanna talk.” you say.
He reached out, his tattooed hand cupping your cheek. you wanted to pull away, you wanted to so bad, and you did. you pulled away from him touch, but it took you embarrassingly long to do so. “please look at me.” he quietly asks.
And when you look up at him, your eyes were glossy. glazed over with tears he was the cause of, “please go away.” you mutter, voice breaking a little.
“i can’t.” he says, walking in and standing in front of you. he barely left any space, “i can’t walk away from you.”
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y/n hello! happy first of february to all of you 🌷🫧 after a looong break, and not so long consideration due to popular demand, i present to you CHAMPAGNE, SEX & (and the good kind of) ANXIETY 🍾🎻 i was barely beginning to process the magnitude of how loved CS&A was, especially after winning six grammys. i realised that u fuckers deserve even more songs,, so i made more !!!! this album is 100% percent my favourite album so far 🤍🏹 the first section of the album is very rnb focused, with voices like ﹫honeymoon, ﹫champagnepapi and ﹫theweeknd 🖤 while section two is very y2k club classics and i had the absolute pleasure of working with original icons like ﹫timbaland, ﹫pharrell, ﹫usher, ﹫nellyfurtado, uhm FUCKING ﹫beyonce 😭﹫frenchmontana, and so many more 🤍🫧🏹 this truly is my best work as i was so so so honoured to work with people who brought out the best in me ⭐️ to my fans, my whoooole heart and soul :’) thank you so so much for the support you’ve shown me this year, i can’t wait to see you soon. this will be my last project for a while but until then, dID I MENTION BEYONCE???? 15/2 🏹
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username well good fucking morning to you too i guess
username y/n pls omgggg 😭
alexandrasaintmleux can you please rest for the love of god
→ lando like seriously
→ charles_leclerc i beg
→ y/n well god forbid a girl loves her job
username HELLO??????? WHY
username y/l/nestate STOP HER FROM MAKING SURPISE DROPS
→ y/l/nestate look man, there’s only so much i can do 🥲
username now why the fuck is lewis in her likes 🤨
→ username esp after baby deer 😒
→ username HE COMMENTED
→ username WHERE
→ username i think he either deleted it or y/n deleted it
pierregasly BEYONCÉ GISELLE KNOWLES CARTER??
→ y/n I KNOWWWWWWW
username OH ALBUM OF THE YEAR ALREADY 🤭🤭
francisca.cgomes GAGGG
username THIRTY FOUR FUCKING SONGS. WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM.
username BEYONCÉ?? PHARELL?? TIMBALAND?? THE WEEKEND?? LANA?? USHER?? DRAKE?? NELLY FUCKING FURTADO AND FRENCH MONTANA??
→ username HEY SO THIS IS INSANE BY THE WAY.
→ username she’s doing her big one 🤏🏽🤏🏽🤏🏽
→ username i can’t explain how gagged i am 😭
sebasatianvettel is this what you were doing during your break?
scuderiaferrari i’ve never been this happy. is this what it’s like for y/n fans?
→ username get used to it. we get served A LOT here
→ username yeah, our y/n NEVER disappoints
→ username NEVER DISAPPOINTS.
→ username not that you people know what that’s like
oscarpiastri excited
→ y/n can u be a little more enthusiastic maybe 😀
→ oscarpiastri so excited
→ y/n ok
carlossainz55 YES GOD.
username announcing it two weeks before is js torturing us
username SHE’S BACKKKKKKKKK
username YESYESYESYESYESTHANKYOULORD 🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽
username does she know what break means????
→ username no it’s y/n lmao
☆ IMESSAGE with : LEW <3
y/n changed LEW <3’s contact name to lewis h.
lewis h: why’d you delete my comment?
y/n: i thought i blocked you, i don’t want you under my posts
lewis h: why tho?? i was trying to show you support
y/n: don’t play stupid with me
lewis h: look it was just an argument
lewis h: can’t we get past it??
y/n: no. i wanted u to think abt what’s best for you
y/n: fuck you actually
y/n: you bitch
lewis h: call me
y/n: you fucking hurt me
y/n: i don’t wanna hear your voice
lewis h: y/n please
lewis h: are you still in monaco?
y/n: leave me alone
lewis h: i’m in carré d’or
lewis h: in your neighbourhood, let me see you
y/n: to do what exactly
y/n: you fucking pussy
y/n: face your issues first before you come to see me
y/n: i asked you a question to look out for you and look at how you reacted
lewis h: look i’m sorry okay
y/n: i don’t accept your fuckass apology
y/n: delete my number.
y/n
📍 Hotel De Paris, Monté Carlo
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y/n the wife and i 🌸🥐 🌊
tagged: alexandrasaintmleux
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charles_leclerc your wife???
→ y/n that’s what i said yes 🙂↕️
→ alexandrasaintmleux sorry you found out this way 🙃
username GIRL KISSERS 🫵🏽
username do they know it’s legal now
username where there is alex and y/n, there is rhode
→ alexandrasaintmleux 🙂↕️🫱🏻🫲🏼
username hey y/n!! i heard it’s really good for your jewelry when you leave it out by an open window 😁
username alex’s body is teaaaaa 😍😍😍
carmenmmundt where was my invite :(
→ y/n come over rn
username y/nxandra when
→ y/n charles is in the way i fear 😔
→ username sacrifice him queen
→ charles_leclerc ????
→ lando don’t give her ideas (pls do actually)
rhode i spy rhode 👀
username lewis shoot ur shot or get to the back of the line brother
username thank god for women
username fav duo ever????
username lewis stays lurking on her account
username js get together you two 😍
lewishamilton found you.
︴# ⸝⸝ : ★ real life ¡ ⌕ ⸝⸝ ﹒ ﹕
it had been a long day, a fun one, but you were still exhausted. a random episode of The Simpsons was playing in the background, the volume of the t.v was low, but you could vaguely make out was sounded like banter between Bart and Lisa.
You were laid back in bed, eyes on the screen of your laptop, watching (more like monitoring) some visuals for your upcoming album. In theory, this should’ve been the perfect way to end your day. The a.c was blasting, and your pyjamas were as comfortable as it gets, the room was dark and the Monté Carlo skies were beginning to lightly rain—quiet, calm, unwinding.
That was until the agitating sound of your home’s door bell echoed suddenly throughout your house. “seriously?” you grumble as you sit up, and as you glance at the clock, you frown a little. 10:48, who would it be at this hour?
Then it occurred to you, the only way someone could ring your door bell is if they made it past the front gates. This person knew your gates’ codes. You chuckled as you got up, and from the edge of your bed you grab a hand bag.
“I knew you’d come back.” you mutter as you walk down the hallway, Alexandra had forgot her bag here earlier, so it most likely was her dropping by to grab it.
You smile as you open the door, “I knew you’d come ba-”
This wasn’t your beloved Alexandra Saint Mleux.
“Hey.”
It was Lewis.
Lightning struck behind him as the rain got heavier, the flash illuminated his figure for a second. He looked at you, breathing out slightly, god, he missed your face. He can tell you weren’t exactly the happiest to see him, but the relief that settled in his rib cage made him smile a little.
“why are you here?” you ask, shoulders slumping a little, your smile disappearing. You’d be lying if you said that you hadn’t missed those bambi brown eyes, but didn’t want to admit it. You couldn’t actually tell whether you missed him, or the idea of what he was before your argument.
Seeing your shoulders fall brought that guilt that was swirling around his chest back. You’re happy to see him, and he knew why.
“I wanted to talk to you.” he says, voice sincere. You look away, hand tightening on the door knob—stressed and annoyed at how much his voice soothed you. “well-… i don’t wanna talk.” you say.
He reached out, his tattooed hand cupping your cheek. you wanted to pull away, you wanted to so bad, and you did. you pulled away from him touch, but it took you embarrassingly long to do so. “please look at me.” he quietly asks.
And when you look up at him, your eyes were glossy. glazed over with tears he was the cause of, “please go away.” you mutter, voice breaking a little.
“i can’t.” he says, walking in and standing in front of you. he barely left any space, “i can’t walk away from you.”
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y/n hello! happy first of february to all of you 🌷🫧 after a looong break, and not so long consideration due to popular demand, i present to you CHAMPAGNE, SEX & (and the good kind of) ANXIETY 🍾🎻 i was barely beginning to process the magnitude of how loved CS&A was, especially after winning six grammys. i realised that u fuckers deserve even more songs,, so i made more !!!! this album is 100% percent my favourite album so far 🤍🏹 the first section of the album is very rnb focused, with voices like ﹫honeymoon, ﹫champagnepapi and ﹫theweeknd 🖤 while section two is very y2k club classics and i had the absolute pleasure of working with original icons like ﹫timbaland, ﹫pharrell, ﹫usher, ﹫nellyfurtado, uhm FUCKING ﹫beyonce 😭﹫frenchmontana, and so many more 🤍🫧🏹 this truly is my best work as i was so so so honoured to work with people who brought out the best in me ⭐️ to my fans, my whoooole heart and soul :’) thank you so so much for the support you’ve shown me this year, i can’t wait to see you soon. this will be my last project for a while but until then, dID I MENTION BEYONCE???? 15/2 🏹
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username well good fucking morning to you too i guess
username y/n pls omgggg 😭
alexandrasaintmleux can you please rest for the love of god
→ lando like seriously
→ charles_leclerc i beg
→ y/n well god forbid a girl loves her job
username HELLO??????? WHY
username y/l/nestate STOP HER FROM MAKING SURPISE DROPS
→ y/l/nestate look man, there’s only so much i can do 🥲
username now why the fuck is lewis in her likes 🤨
→ username esp after baby deer 😒
→ username HE COMMENTED
→ username WHERE
→ username i think he either deleted it or y/n deleted it
pierregasly BEYONCÉ GISELLE KNOWLES CARTER??
→ y/n I KNOWWWWWWW
username OH ALBUM OF THE YEAR ALREADY 🤭🤭
francisca.cgomes GAGGG
username THIRTY FOUR FUCKING SONGS. WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM.
username BEYONCÉ?? PHARELL?? TIMBALAND?? THE WEEKEND?? LANA?? USHER?? DRAKE?? NELLY FUCKING FURTADO AND FRENCH MONTANA??
→ username HEY SO THIS IS INSANE BY THE WAY.
→ username she’s doing her big one 🤏🏽🤏🏽🤏🏽
→ username i can’t explain how gagged i am 😭
sebasatianvettel is this what you were doing during your break?
scuderiaferrari i’ve never been this happy. is this what it’s like for y/n fans?
→ username get used to it. we get served A LOT here
→ username yeah, our y/n NEVER disappoints
→ username NEVER DISAPPOINTS.
→ username not that you people know what that’s like
oscarpiastri excited
→ y/n can u be a little more enthusiastic maybe 😀
→ oscarpiastri so excited
→ y/n ok
carlossainz55 YES GOD.
username announcing it two weeks before is js torturing us
username SHE’S BACKKKKKKKKK
username YESYESYESYESYESTHANKYOULORD 🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽
username does she know what break means????
→ username no it’s y/n lmao
☆ IMESSAGE with : LEW <3
y/n changed LEW <3’s contact name to lewis h.
lewis h: why’d you delete my comment?
y/n: i thought i blocked you, i don’t want you under my posts
lewis h: why tho?? i was trying to show you support
y/n: don’t play stupid with me
lewis h: look it was just an argument
lewis h: can’t we get past it??
y/n: no. i wanted u to think abt what’s best for you
y/n: fuck you actually
y/n: you bitch
lewis h: call me
y/n: you fucking hurt me
y/n: i don’t wanna hear your voice
lewis h: y/n please
lewis h: are you still in monaco?
y/n: leave me alone
lewis h: i’m in carré d’or
lewis h: in your neighbourhood, let me see you
y/n: to do what exactly
y/n: you fucking pussy
y/n: face your issues first before you come to see me
y/n: i asked you a question to look out for you and look at how you reacted
lewis h: look i’m sorry okay
y/n: i don’t accept your fuckass apology
y/n: delete my number.
y/n
📍 Hotel De Paris, Monté Carlo
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y/n the wife and i 🌸🥐 🌊
tagged: alexandrasaintmleux
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charles_leclerc your wife???
→ y/n that’s what i said yes 🙂↕️
→ alexandrasaintmleux sorry you found out this way 🙃
username GIRL KISSERS 🫵🏽
username do they know it’s legal now
username where there is alex and y/n, there is rhode
→ alexandrasaintmleux 🙂↕️🫱🏻🫲🏼
username hey y/n!! i heard it’s really good for your jewelry when you leave it out by an open window 😁
username alex’s body is teaaaaa 😍😍😍
carmenmmundt where was my invite :(
→ y/n come over rn
username y/nxandra when
→ y/n charles is in the way i fear 😔
→ username sacrifice him queen
→ charles_leclerc ????
→ lando don’t give her ideas (pls do actually)
rhode i spy rhode 👀
username lewis shoot ur shot or get to the back of the line brother
username thank god for women
username fav duo ever????
username lewis stays lurking on her account
username js get together you two 😍
lewishamilton found you.
︴# ⸝⸝ : ★ real life ¡ ⌕ ⸝⸝ ﹒ ﹕
it had been a long day, a fun one, but you were still exhausted. a random episode of The Simpsons was playing in the background, the volume of the t.v was low, but you could vaguely make out was sounded like banter between Bart and Lisa.
You were laid back in bed, eyes on the screen of your laptop, watching (more like monitoring) some visuals for your upcoming album. In theory, this should’ve been the perfect way to end your day. The a.c was blasting, and your pyjamas were as comfortable as it gets, the room was dark and the Monté Carlo skies were beginning to lightly rain—quiet, calm, unwinding.
That was until the agitating sound of your home’s door bell echoed suddenly throughout your house. “seriously?” you grumble as you sit up, and as you glance at the clock, you frown a little. 10:48, who would it be at this hour?
Then it occurred to you, the only way someone could ring your door bell is if they made it past the front gates. This person knew your gates’ codes. You chuckled as you got up, and from the edge of your bed you grab a hand bag.
“I knew you’d come back.” you mutter as you walk down the hallway, Alexandra had forgot her bag here earlier, so it most likely was her dropping by to grab it.
You smile as you open the door, “I knew you’d come ba-”
This wasn’t your beloved Alexandra Saint Mleux.
“Hey.”
It was Lewis.
Lightning struck behind him as the rain got heavier, the flash illuminated his figure for a second. He looked at you, breathing out slightly, god, he missed your face. He can tell you weren’t exactly the happiest to see him, but the relief that settled in his rib cage made him smile a little.
“why are you here?” you ask, shoulders slumping a little, your smile disappearing. You’d be lying if you said that you hadn’t missed those bambi brown eyes, but didn’t want to admit it. You couldn’t actually tell whether you missed him, or the idea of what he was before your argument.
Seeing your shoulders fall brought that guilt that was swirling around his chest back. You’re happy to see him, and he knew why.
“I wanted to talk to you.” he says, voice sincere. You look away, hand tightening on the door knob—stressed and annoyed at how much his voice soothed you. “well-… i don’t wanna talk.” you say.
He reached out, his tattooed hand cupping your cheek. you wanted to pull away, you wanted to so bad, and you did. you pulled away from him touch, but it took you embarrassingly long to do so. “please look at me.” he quietly asks.
And when you look up at him, your eyes were glossy. glazed over with tears he was the cause of, “please go away.” you mutter, voice breaking a little.
“i can’t.” he says, walking in and standing in front of you. he barely left any space, “i can’t walk away from you.”
◜he’ll make you look in his eyes when you speak to him, he’ll even tilt your face up if he has to. he just loves seeing that lively glow in your eyes when talk to him about literally anything. lewis just adores your sometimes overtly optimistic outlook on life, that twinge of naïveté in your words. he loves just grabbing you and pulling you around, whether playfully or in bed, knowing you like it when he tells you what to do.
◟you were walking around the italian hotel room, ranting about something happened earlier during the day. lewis sat back on the sofa, thighs spread under his grey sweatpants, lip half bitten as he watched the thin silk of your mini white slip flow around your hips. as you passed by him, he grabbed your hand, “come here.” he said, patting on his lap, “come sit. it’s yours.” you didn’t even hesitate, immediately pulling yourself down on his body. your legs on either sides of his thighs, but he pulled you away from laying against his chest. he wanted to look at his pretty girl. lewis ran his hand over your hair, looking deep into your eyes, “keep talking come on.” he demands, seeing that innocent spark in your eyes. you could feel him getting hard under you, “don’t look away.” he said, big hand holding your jaw in place, forcing your eyes to remain glued to his. “keep talking to me, baby. your voice turns me on.”
˖⁺ ⋆ .⋆｡⋆༶⋆˙⋆｡˚ 𓂅 🍯 ⋮ very affectionate
◜it feels like he’s devouring you when he kisses you. pours his whole heart and soul into kissing you — needy, all tongue and pure passion. very grabby, his hands are always on the small of your back, on your waist, or around your hip when you’re sitting next to him. kisses on your neck, on your wrists, on your forehead. a good luck kiss before every free practice, quali and race, before every interview and red carpet. always just feeling on you in some way.
◟“what are you doing?” you ask, soft smile on your face. lewis had extended his arm to gently rub the nape of your neck as he sat on the passenger seat of the his one off purple pagani zonda 760. he looks over at you—grateful that you had no problem driving around, especially with how much he hated driving off the track—shrugging as you cruised through the narrow streets under the setting sun of monte carlo, “nothin’ really..” he says, voice quiet. “just wanna feel my baby.”
˖⁺ ⋆ .⋆｡⋆༶⋆˙⋆｡˚ 𓂅 🛥️ ⋮ huge on nicknames
◜it’s always some variation of “baby”, in a slightly teasing way. he loves pointing out how much younger than his you are just to be playful and somewhat authoritative with you. he knows exactly what to say to provoke you, to make you blush and trip over your words. he’s obsessed with the look on your face, slightly glazed over and mouth barely closed as you processed what he said. your flustered little reactions inflate his ego massively.
◟lewis’ hand was on your chin as he forced you to look up at him, “you wanna tell me what’s wrong?” he asked, voice slightly condescending as a small, faux pout settled on his lips. “‘cause i know how to get my sweet, little baby talkin’…” he trailed off. your throat was dry and you could hear your own heartbeat. no matter how many you saw him shirtless, you’ll never get used to the sight. his swimming trunks sticking to his thick thighs, his brown skin glistening after he took a dip in the salt water — his tattoos suddenly looking darker than usual. you swallowed, the slight bobbing of the large, sleek yacht on the mediterranean making you a little dizzy. jesus christ, he was so sexy. he gently stroked your cheek, “you still don’t wanna talk? i’ll make you talk, little baby.”
˖⁺ ⋆ .⋆｡⋆༶⋆˙⋆｡˚ 𓂅 📷 ⋮ a slick show off
◜doesn’t matter if you two are making your paddock entrance, on a red carpet, at a gala, or simply just walking around a city. he will find a way to show you off. he has his pretty young thing on his arm, and he wants everyone to one know that you’re his. he proudly holds your hand everywhere, sure as he introduces you to everyone, charles and alexandra, fred, and even purposely walks by the mercedes garage. will ask you to kiss his cheek so your lipstick can leave a print, he knows someone will mention it, and it will give him a reason to gush about you.
◟it was you, him and his photographer, hanging out on a yacht just right before the monaco grand prix. he’s in this really sheer baby blue mohair excuse of a sweater, a deep v neckline that left nothing for the imagination. he’s decked out in all of his favourite rings, earrings and necklaces. he’s sat back, hand around your hip as he can see you burning whole into his exposed chest tattoos are spread thighs. he smirks a little, looking at your through his sunglasses, “you like what you see, baby?” he teases. you lean against him some more, resting your hand on his crème pants, your brand new birkin had already lost your attention as your greek god of a boyfriend was clearly setting up a shot as the photographer snapped photos of you two. he could see that that glint of obsession in your eyes, so he brought you even closer, pulling you into his lap. “there’s my pretty angel.” he purrs, knowing hundreds of people can see you, and knowing that these photos are going to be the first he plasters on both his instagram accounts.
˖⁺ ⋆ .⋆｡⋆༶⋆˙⋆｡˚ 𓂅 🍸 ⋮ very soft, very sensual.
◜takes it all very slow, this is the last thing he want to half ass. always makes sure to set the mood, your intimacy is one of things he does not play about. he’s an absolute pleasure dom, seeing you completely lost in how he makes you feel turns him all the way on. he’s an eater, a certified munch, and he has light brown and ginger patches in his beard to prove it. his pleasure is the least of his worries, he’s already turned on by your mere existence, but he also knows that you need some extra love sometimes because your inexperience can make you a little shy and insecure.
◟“i’m-..i-i’m so-sorry!~” you whimper, lewis chuckles. one of his hand effortlessly held your thighs open, the other working in magic on you, knowing just which spots made you weak. “and why is my baby girl apologising?” he asks, voice low and teasing, accent pronounced. you could feel the hickeys he left on your neck tingling with each breath you tried to take. your fingers tangle in the sheets as you felt his tongue on you again, you inhale, tears down your cheeks. we’re you at number four or five? he wasn’t gonna let you get away with losing count. “because-.. i c-called you a-an old man.” you finally push the words off your tongue, and lewis pulls off of you, lips and chin glistening, his braids having come loose off his usual low bun. “you’re sorry, pretty baby?” he mocks, and you can only nod. “you’ll learn how to say ‘sir’ like the good girl i know you are. i dont care how much your legs shake. now say it.”
˖⁺ ⋆ .⋆｡⋆༶⋆˙⋆｡˚ 𓂅 💸 ⋮ spoils you rotten
◜he loves, loves, loves spending money on you. he gets so unbelievably turned on when he sees you dripping in his wealth. there’s been a couple of instances when he’s almost embarrassed himself in public, only quickly throwing a jacket or a bag on his lap to cover up. he didn’t care what you wanted to buy, or when you wanted to buy it, he’s immediately handing you that metallic jet black card. lewis has all the money in the world, he’s not worried about how much you spend, the only thing he’s worried about is your happiness.
◟“come here, baby. try these on for me.” he says, handing you a silky black dress that stopped on your thighs, and some heels. he watches you try out skirts, dresses, bags, jewellery in the reflection of the private yves saint laurent dressing room. he’ll buy all of it, he couldn’t care less about the price of anything. he stared at you as you bent over to put the heels on, quietly placing a leopard print bag you tried on earlier over his lap. his heartbeat was all over the place as you turned around and faced him, giving him a small spin. “gorgeous. you’re fucking perfect.” he praised, immediately taking his phone out to capture the moment, adding the photos to the one hundred others he took earlier. “do you like it, baby?” you asked with that innocent smile he physically couldn’t resist. and as you turned around to face mirror again, he stood up and walked behind you, his muscular arms around your waist. “i love it on you.” he said, his hand coming up to your neck, gently stroking the delicate skin, your favourite necklace. “why don’t you try some jewellery for me, little baby?” he asked, voice deep in your ear. with his other hand, he’d reach in his pocket, pulling out a small cartier box that revealed a golden ring, a massive diamond sitting on top of it.
