No Filter - Franco Colapinto
@herasversion prompt request #10 - "Ooh that's kinky...I like that." "People can hear you."
Summary: Franco lacks a filter in his second language and constantly has his girlfriend stressed about people overhearing his comments.
Fluent Engish!reader - note: reader doesn't necessarily have to be English/from an English speaking country but lets say she can't speak Spanish just for the sake of the fic so they have to communicate via English
Themes/warnings: Smut 18+, public sex
Word count: 1.6k
Franco, like most young race drivers, learned English via moving up through the sport and being required to learn the second language. His is still not the most fluent English on the planet and his girlfriend tries her best to aid him however she can.
Y/n likes to think Franco's lack of filter is just his broken English meaning he struggles to think of how to word things appropriately.
But there's also a part of her that thinks Franco speaks his thoughts and simply doesn't care about filtering them.
"Your dress is very short, baby." Franco comments as she checks herself into the mirror.
"It's hot, Franco." Y/n sighs making him roll his eyes, he is playful and light-hearted 95% of the time but that other 5% he can be quite possessive and protective over his girlfriend. Another voice in her head says that he say inappropriate comments with the aim being that he wards off anyone thinking she might be available to them. "Do you not like it? It's one of my favourite dresses."
"You look ah so beautiful in it." Franco states before he gestures for them to get moving since he doesn't really want it to be late when he's there with Alpine in Bahrain for the race.
They are walking through the paddock when Lando actually passes by and throws a hello to the young couple making Franco hum not missing how the Brit's eyes stray up and down y/n's body making the Argentine pull her towards himself with some force.
"You know I am beginning to really like this dress on you, baby." Franco states making her raise an eyebrow, not missing how this comment has been provoked by another man eyeing her.
"Thank you. But you might want to keep the thoughts written all over your face to yourself. I can see you're thinking about how the short length might make for easy access." Y/n whispers lowly making sure no nearby ears could pick up on her words.
If only Franco thought to have the same approach when speaking to her with his reaction.
"Ooh that's kinky...I like that. Having easy access to you would make this whole weekend more exciting." Franco smirks, not having an ounce of shame to spare for the volume of his words which do earn some looks.
"People can hear you." Y/n hisses swatting at his chest but Franco only returns the gesture by sliding his hand that held her waist down to cup her ass. "Franco Colapinto. Will you behave?"
"It is impossible to do that when you are near."
"Then maybe I should go back to the hotel."
"I will go with you and we can do something about this dress." Franco shrugs really having no apologies for what he'd like to do to his girlfriend both in and out of that dress.
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Turns out that Franco has quite a good portion of the day to spare and he spends most of it making filthy comments to his girlfriend about what he'd quite enjoy doing.
And as the weekend goes on, y/n finds herself struggling more and more to deny his advances.
"You know the unit is nearly empty we could make the most of it with everyone busy." Franco comments still seemingly unaware of his own volume since they are in the garage mid-way through he race and it's loud on a normal day without it being during race time, but during the race it's always loud.
However, her boyfriend's words manage to still overpower the noise around them as he pulls her back against himself, only just managing to withhold himself from grinding forward against her. But she doesn't need him to in order to feel his dick pressing up on her ass with a rock solid length.
Y/n opts for the more silent means of pushing him from the spectator/guest zone and instead they walk back out of the garage and into the paddock. Though no going unnoticed, y/n would rather spare other people from overhearing her boyfriend's more vulgar thoughts that he apparently can't keep contained to himself.
They rush up to the boardroom that every unit seems to have which is kept for the secretive meetings and while it doesn't have a lock, it doesn't have any windows looking into it either so they both decide to just take the risk.
"You need to be quiet. We do not need people catching us." Y/n states while pushing Franco against the internal wall in hopes that if someone does glimpse in then they might be out of view enough to move and not get caught directly in the act.
"We will be quiet." Franco confirms knowing that while he makes no secret of his thoughts with volume normally, but he knows now is not the time to gain attention by being too loud. Otherwise he'll miss out on this opportunity.
Franco turns so y/n is pressed into the wall instead and Franco catches her in a kiss as his hand pushes under yet another short dress that he's really proving gives him the easiest access he could want. Before she knows it, he's sunk down to one knee, under the hem of her dress with her thigh resting on his shoulder.
Now if there's one thing that Franco does, it's live up to the expectations he sets for himself when it comes to sex. He's not just all talk and y/n would never discredit her boyfriend for being a sex god.
"Franco." Y/n whispers in a quiet moan at the feeling of Franco's tongue diving into her like he's a man starved. As if they didn't end their day yesterday and start their day today with sex.
Safe to say sex is absolutely a pillar of their relationship and neither are sorry for it even if y/n would like Franco to maybe keep a lid on it when there's other people around.
Y/n feels her knee start to buckle a little as she feels the stimulation to her clit and she is throbs against his tongue.
"Baby, I'm close." Y/n whispers actually finding herself as the one to struggle to contain her volume as she opts to press her hand over her own mouth while her other hand locks itself into his hair, pulling a little as her orgasm hits.
She spasms on his tongue, grinding down into his face a little more as she rides it own and moans against her own hand. Franco doesn't stop till he feels her relax a little, moving himself back from under her dress and reveal the droplets of evidence of her pleasure surrounding his mouth.
"You didn't stay that quiet." Franco smirks before kissing her thigh before he slowly slides her leg from his shoulder and stands up capturing her in a kiss to give her a taste of herself before she spins them around so he's against the wall again before her hands drive down his trousers, feeling how hard he is and the moan that he bites back to try and contain tells her that even if she didn't touch him, it wouldn't take much for him to finish.
"Your turn." Y/n mumbles still stuck on her own high a little as she drops to her knees and smile before taking his length into her mouth as she moans just from the feeling of his dick in her mouth.
Y/n would be the first to say she's never really taken pleasure from giving head in the same way she takes pleasure from receiving it. But she does enjoy giving it with Franco which for her only prove just how great he is at sex for just the feeling of his dick in anyway to make her feel good.
"A-Amor." Franco chokes out cumming much faster than he would've liked but he probably could've finished from the feeling of eating her out if he's allowed himself to.
Y/n swallows every drop and pumps him a couple more times as if to milk him dry before she shifts back just remaining sat on the floor.
"I am going to spend every day for the rest of our lives making comments about what I want to do to you." Franco declares tucking himself away again as y/n laughs a little before he leans down a little and gently cups her face. "Are you ok, amor?"
"Might just stick to watching the rest of the race in the unit." Y/n smiles as Franco helps her up. "You know when we started dating last year, I didn't know being a reserve meant much more sex on race weekends."
"No full time seat was bound to mean that amor. I am a lucky man with a very beautiful girlfriend who I enjoy having sex with." Franco laughs then kissing her softly. "I can slow down if you need."
"Don't you dare." Y/n smiles then nodding at him. "I love you, exactly as you are. Even if you could do with a bit more of a filter."
"I love you too. Even if you have a filter that I would like to get rid of so I could know what you're really thinking." Franco chuckles then sighing. "Let's get cleaned up a little."
