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summary reader has a little too much to drink while celebrating oscarās win in miami leaving oscar to take care of her after a night of partying where she, unknowingly, confesses her love for him.
warnings alcohol, intoxication, one use of āy/nā, friends to lovers, reader is a stage 5 clinger, oscarās a lover boy, casual intimacy
a/n was clingy and decided to write - this was the result! not proofread at all but i hope you guys enjoy!! love you all!! i wrote this last year btw š
the club lights blind you, making it difficult for you to work your way through the club. you were supposed to be partying with oscar after his miami win, but somewhere between hour 2 and 3 of clubbing, youāve lost him. worse than that - youāve lost everyone you were with.
with weak knees you make your way through the club, hazy eyes scanning for the aussie or literally anyone you know. the dark corners of your mind start to take over as you begin to panic. your phone is dead, portable charger in oscarās pocket. but youāre all alone in the middle of a bright club, surrounded by drunk people and none of them look familiar.
āy/n?ā a british accent calls from behind you and you can almost cry in relief. turning around, youāre met with the sight of landoās confused face, not understanding why youāre alone in a crowd of people.
āhave you seen os?ā you slur out, interrupted by a couple of hiccups. lando places a hand on your shoulder, pulling your upper body towards him. he gives you a soft smile as you look around helplessly.
ācome on, letās go find him and get you home,ā he starts, wrapping an arm around your shoulders. he pulls you along, walking towards booths that line one of the walls.
when you notice the aussie sitting in one of the booths, you wrestle yourself free of landoās grasp, speed walking to the man surrounded by drivers. before you know it, youāre climbing into his lap, head in the crook of his neck.
āhey sweet girl,ā he says cautiously, wrapping one of his arms around your waist. āeverything okay?ā
āwant you. want to go home,ā you mumble into his neck, inhaling his scent. you feel him tense slightly under you. his free hand comes up to grab the back of your neck to pull your face out to where he can look at you.
"how much did you drink?" he asks, eyes soft as he takes your appearance in. he lightly pulls the back of your dress down, trying to keep you from flashing anyone.
"not too many," you mumble, looking away. he uses his finger to bring your attention back to him. his brows are raised as he looks into your dilated eyes.
"you wanna go home? back to the hotel?" he asks, brushing hair off your forehead. you nod, forcing your face back into his neck, just wanting to be as close as possible to him. he chuckles lightly, patting your back.
"i just want you," you slur into his ear causing him to shiver under you. his right hand grips your hip, thumb moving along the bone. he takes a shaky breath.
"okay darling, i need you to move so i can get up," oscar says, gently removing your from his neck. you whine, the loss of his warm neck offending you. he chuckles lightly, the hand thatās holding the back of your neck holds you up, preventing you from going back to his neck. his thumb is slowly moving up and down the column of your neck.
ādonāt wanna leave you. just want you,ā you whine, trying to force yourself back to his chest. he smiles lightly, titling his head.
ābaby, let me get up and then we can go to the hotel. you donāt have to leave my side if you donāt want to, but you need to let me get up,ā oscarās voice is gentle, as though heās talking to a child and not a grown woman. you hesitantly nod, beginning to slide backwards off his lap. he lets out a soft groan at the feeling, already missing you against him.
his hand lands protectively on the small of your back, holding your dress down from sliding up as you make your way to the exit. youāre stumbling over yourself, unable to stand completely. oscar has to basically hold you up on the walk to the car.
āyour heels hurting you, baby?ā he asks, opening the passenger door for you. you make a little noise, barely audible, nodding. he smiles softly at you, picking your feet up and putting them in the footwell of his car. he carefully undoes the buckles of your heels, letting your feet rest. you let out a content sigh, pulling your feet up into the seat and curling in to a ball.
oscar gently shuts the door, making his way to the drivers side. he hadnāt drank much - a beer and a half and had almost completely sobered up the moment you climbed into his lap. when he slides into the drivers seat, your body instinctively curls towards him, like itās trying to seek him out despite the console between the two of you.
he gently chuckles, reaching across. his hand cups your face, thumb rubbing up and down your jaw slowly. you make a little noise, eyes closing in contentment.
āhungry? or straight to the hotel?ā he asks, lifting your chin so his eyes can meet yours. your eyes a little glossy, dazed over.
āhungry,ā you whisper, eyes lighting up ever so slightly. he grins, letting your face drop from his hand. he starts up the car, the rumble of the mclaren under you makes you giggle. he just gently smiles over at you, eyes full of awe.
āwhat do you want? mcdonaldās, taco bell?ā he starts naming places off as he slides the car into reverse. his arm comes to rest around the back of your seat as he looks out the back window.
ātaco bell,ā you mumble, fiddling with your nails, one on the verge of popping off. oscar nods and gently reaches over the stop your hand from destroying your nails. his hand laced with yours, the feeling grounding you.
āyou want a baja blast?ā he asks, already knowing your answer. he glances at you, finding you staring at your hand that is intertwined with his. āsweet girl?ā
āmhm, baja blast please. oh! and three of those cheesy stick things,ā you murmur, glassy eyes a little brighter. he chuckles, nodding as he pulls into the drive thru. he quickly orders and gets the food, starting back to the hotel.
āeat your cheese sticks hun,ā he says, gesturing to the bag, which to your surprise has landed in your hands without you realizing. you stare at it for a moment, trying to remember how it got there. after a couple of moments you reach into the bag, pulling one out and gently unwrapping it. oscar watches out of the corner of his eye as you nibble on the cheese stick, eyes still hazy and lost.
āyou okay?ā oscar asks, watching your slow movements as he pulls into the parking lot of the hotel. you donāt answer, you just stare at the glovebox as you continue to nibble on the cheese stick. he parks the car, turning to you. āpretty?ā
āām okay,ā you mumble, still staring and not really paying attention. your brain has almost shut off after the drinks mixed with the fact that youāre with the person that you love and really want.
"lets go in, yeah?" his voice is so gentle and soft - warm. you nod, letting him take the cheese stick from your hands to wrap back up, slipping it into the bag. he shuts off the car and slides out, gently shutting his door before making his way to the passenger side. he chuckles as you reach up towards him, asking to be carried inside.
"hold your drink and food, sweet girl," he instructs before bending to slide one of his arms under you knees and the other just behind your lower back. you giggle as he gently lifts you, avoiding hitting your head on the car.
oscar carries you through the lobby, not caring about the looks he gets from people - only caring about the girl in his arms. you nuzzle your face against his chest, breathing him in. thereās still a tiny hint of champagne that you can smell, a reminder of his win and accomplishment. you sigh continently, melting into him.
āyou okay sweet girl?ā he asks, glancing down at you as he enters the elevator. you nod sleepily, fingers loosening their grip on the bag of food. he chuckles lightly at you as he gently tilts you towards the door to hit his floor number.
he somehow gets you to his room, having to ask someone to help open the door since he didn't want to set you down on the hotel floor. he moves through the room, gently setting you on the bed and taking the drink and food away from you. he smiles softly, taking in the vulnerability of the moment and the pure trust you have in him.
"os?" you murmur, reaching for him. he moves closer to you, crouching down to meet your tired eyes.
"yes sweet girl?" he asks, his hand pushing hair off your cheek, a smile of comfort and content spreading across your face.
"want out of this dress," you mumble, reaching for him. he chuckles, a light blush settling on his cheeks.
āyou want my help?ā he asks, knuckles brushing across your cheekbone. you nod, pushing your face closer to his hand. he lets out a little sigh of content, pushing himself to stand up. he grabs a t-shirt of his, making his way to unzip the back of your dress. he pulls the small straps off your shoulders, pulling the t-shirt over top of your head before pushing the dress down the rest of your body, careful to not accidentally reveal you to him.
a soft sigh leaves your body as the dress is pulled all the way off and youāre left in a t-shirt and underwear. he looks away as you shift, pulling the blanket around yourself and snuggling up into the pillows before you look up at him.
āos,ā you whisper, as though youāll wake people in the rooms around you. he looks at you, an eyebrow raised. āi love you.ā he blinks, a little confused by the sudden statement.
āi love you too,ā he says, softly as he goes to stand. he starts to make his way across the room to change before you call out to him again.
āosc, i love love you,ā you whisper, its a desperate confession, one that youāve swallowed down for months since youād realized. his heart races as he looks at the beautiful and slightly disheveled angel in his hotel bed. his wide eyes make you second guess if he felt the same way but before you know it, heās crossing the room in quick strides and sitting in front of you.
ābaby, youāre drunk,ā he says, hands cupping your face. you shake your head and swallow hard.
"but i love you. i love you so much os. i don't want to pretend anymore. i just want you," you slur out, your voice getting weaker with each word. his eyes are soft and warm, you could lay here staring into them forever. slowly, he starts leaning towards you.
you push yourself up, connecting your lips to his as he lets out a soft groan at the feeling. you pull him closer towards you, like you're tying to merge your bodies together. you just want him, nothing else in the world. all you know, all you see, is him. the world around you is long forgotten as you feel his body on top of yours, holding you so close. all you know is peace and love in his arms.
"i love you too, so much," he mumbles out between kisses. eventually, he pulls away, leaving you to whine at him. he chuckles, placing a soft kiss to your forehead. "let me change, baby." he moves quick throughout the room, discarding the clothes worn to the club and replacing his pants with a pair of sweats before crawling into the bed beside you.
the warmth of his body close to you makes you curl up into him. you breathe him in, looking up at him.
"can i be yours?" you whisper out, venerability lacing your voice. he chuckles lightly, placing a soft kiss to your forehead.
"yes, you're mine. mine forever," he whispers back, pulling you into him as the two of you curl up together, forgetting the rest of the world and feeling yourselves drift off, entangled in the sheets of the hotel bed.
The concept of Oscar being so focused on yapping into Lando's ear that he not only ignores Brad Pitt but also completely FORGETS that he even MET Brad Pitt when his mom asks him later, meanwhile Mr Brad Pitt looming right over Oscar's shoulder
Incredible levels of whipped they are so insane to me
He's just a smitten kitten
no fr i cackled because how does that even happen š so he met brad pitt but didnāt talk to him because āwhat are you going to say to that old guyā but then thereās video evidence that oscar was fully turned away from him because lando was there pleaseeeeee thatās so funny
oscar said āsir i only have one old guy on my mind and itās not youā lol itās landoscar and their age gap relationship until the end of time
Donāt like it, donāt readā¦.. it really is that simple š itās not my kind of fanfic, so I didnāt read it. Self autonomy in practice aye š¤¦š¼āāļø
Kissing you on the head, anon x For holding the basic understanding that I am not holding a gun to your head to force you to read every single one of my fics!
ā¦- requested! ^FINALLY I HAD TIME TO DO THIS!! and be patient with me. im in france* atm and I have finals for uni in a couple months. engineering is no joke. oh and some of the unbolded kinks might change due to how im writing
OCT.8 - country club member!george x country club member!reade (public sex, deepthroating, face fucking, p in v, very slight anal fingering, cunnilingus/eating out, face sitting, aftercare.)
after checking out the hot, single, padel-playing country club boy, you strive to make him chase you through the sides of pools and romantic style gardens.
OCT.15- enemy!isack x reader ā¦ (hair pulling, aphrodisiacs, multiple rounds, p in v, fingering as prep, switch!isack, switch!reader, slight biting.?)
after hitting the third club of the night you stumble into what could only be a very drunk, and clearly hatred-filled isack. everything turns when somebody slips something in each of your guys drinks..
OCT.16- catholic!kimi x catholic!reader (phone sex, sexting, guided masturbation, a little sacrilegious, chasity, f masturbation, m masturbation, sex toys)
after one of kimiās races doesnt go as well as heād hope, all he wants is to fuck someone or something, but with you being across the world and still not married, youāll have to make do with what youāve got.
OCT.18 - ghostface stalker!oscar x victim!reader. (CNC! free use, choking, handcuffs, orgasm denial, biting, fear, slapping, spanking, very roughy sex, degradation, size kink, vv sub!reader and very dom!osc,)
you love posting in cnc reddits and tumblr talking about how you want to be stalked among other things, and when you discover you have a stalkerā it takes a turn for the best (or the worst?)
OCT.20 - friends bf!lando x carlos gf!reader ā¦ (cheating sex, hot tub sex, ājust the tipā but isnāt, p in v, multiple occasions, almost getting caught.)
your friend had introduced you to carlos after she started dating lando. you are happily together for years, that was until the four of you decided to go on a holiday together which ends up with you seeing lando in a new light.
OCT.22 - enemy/brat tamer!oscar x reader ā¦ (hatefucking, p in v, rough sex, slapping, choking, hair pulling, spanking, no prep or aftercare whatsoever.ā)
youāre always such a fucking brat towards oscar, purposefully doing shit to annoy him, piss him off or ragebait him. that is til he snaps completely, but instead of doing it back- he decides to teach you a lesson in respect.Ā
OCT.24 - neighbour!ollie x reader (voyeurism, f!masturbation that follows onto m!masturbation, p in v, multiple orgasms for YOU, cunnilingus/eating out, lots of aftercare cause heās a sweetheart.)
you and your neighbour ollie never talked to each other. that all changes when he overhears you while youāreā¦ not exactly being quiet. instead of being second handily embarrassed for you , he confronts you about it the next day.Ā
OCT.26 - catholic!kimi x catholic!reader PT 2 (intercrucal sex/thigh fucking, dry humping, fingering, oral for both of you but neither of you have done it before, very slight handjob, frottage that turns into ājust the tipā, very slight p in v, guilt afterwards.)
you and kimi are strictly forbade from sex, yet unable to keep your hands off each other. luckily, you find a way around it again.
OCT.27 - family friend!oscar x reader (very intense making out, p in v, dry spell?, slight hatefucking becuz of backstory, breeding kink, cum play, fucking his cum back into you, against the wall sex, flashbacks)
after getting an invite to the annual family vacation, you see oscar again after a few years. dry spell youāve had on each other since 11th grade, you take matters into your own hands to break it.
OCT.29 - acquaintance!isack x reader (mutual masturbation, jack and jill, eventually turns to you touching each other, quiet aftercare, you talk abt having a second round, fingering, biting.)
when your big friend group goes on holiday to a beautiful villa, you expect to have some time alone in the dark hours, laptop on low volume and pleasuring yourself to a very intriguing video. what you didnt expect was someone to walk in..
OCT.31 - professor!carlos x student!reader ā¦ (public sex, on the desk, p in v, size kink, authority kink, discipline, spanking, gentle choking, punishment, lowkey he gets obsessed with you, orgasm denial, fingering.)
your final psychology thesis is on the science of seduction and lust.
professor sainz agrees to supervise it, but his interest in your research starts feeling personal..
TO BE ANNOUNCED. - cupid!oscar x heartless!reader (gentle sex that turns rougher as he gets more needy, aphrodisiacs but not on purpose, body worship, oscar has an absolute monster in his pants, eating out, he whines more than you do at one point, p in v.)
cupid piastri was sent to make you fall in loveāf irst with lando, then charles, but every arrow either misses or fails to work on you.
yhe more he studies you, the more he realizes why: you were never meant for anyone else but him.
red animated dividers by @cafekitsune
constructive criticism is appreciated!
*im in france so dm if you want the isack episodes (most is in french but if yk how to translate it thatās cool)
