Hello, there! First of all, congratulations on opening your new café! I hope it will grow.
Anyways, can I get a dark mocha with whipped cream? Ooh, and i like my mild Oat and Whole also. For appetizers, can i get meatballs with a side of cheese sticks, if that's okay? And for mains, can I get Butter Fried Chicken with a side of Potato Gnocchi. Ooh, for my water I'll have sparkling, mineral, and club soda. It's for me and Isack Hadjar on table 6.
Thank you so so much and congrats ☺☺
Sure darling ♥️
Isack Hadjar|
Endless Roads and Eternal Love
Pairing Isack Hadjar × female
Dark Mocha dating whipped cream sweet sex oat milk fingering whole milk hand job meat balls body worship cheese sticks Praise kink Butter fried chicken "slowly, baby, I'm not going anywhere" potato gnocchi "shh, just look at me, baby" sparkling water aftercare mineral water cuddles club soda pillow talk
The sun was just dipping below the horizon, painting the sky in hues of orange and purple, as Isack revved the engine of his sleek sports car. Y/N sat in the passenger seat, her hair slightly tousled by the breeze that sneaked in through the half-open window. The scent of leather and his cologne filled the air, creating an intoxicating mix that made her heart race almost as much as his driving.
The long drive was their escape—away from the cameras, the team, and the relentless pressure of his F1 career. It was just them, the open road, and the hum of the engine beneath them.
As they cruised along a winding coastal route, the sound of waves crashing against the cliffs below added a soothing rhythm to their evening. Isack glanced at her every so often, his smile soft but full of mischief. "You’re awfully quiet tonight," he teased, reaching over to intertwine his fingers with hers.
"I’m just enjoying this," Y/N replied, her voice as soft as the ocean breeze. "It’s perfect."
He pulled over at a secluded overlook, the headlights casting a warm glow on the rocky terrain. He helped her out of the car, his hand lingering on her waist as he guided her to the edge of the lookout. The stars had begun to peek out, twinkling in the vast sky above.
"It’s beautiful," she whispered, leaning into him.
"Not as beautiful as you," he murmured, pressing a tender kiss to her temple. His hand slid around her waist, pulling her closer, their silhouettes merging against the backdrop of the sea and stars.
The night unfolded with laughter, shared secrets, they both looking each other... Realising how much they love eachother.. its stupid because they are together from very long time but still every moment like this.. they realise how much they love eachother...
They both slowly started kissing each other his hand slowly opening her dress... And her hand rubbing his tip... While making out you put your hand in his boxer slowly..and slowly massaging his penis with your fingers up and down... He was moaning while kissing you... He slowly started to massage and press your ass... Slowly while your hand was busy trailing his big member.
After giving him a solid handjob he slowly removes his and all your clothes... You both were naked... Instead of worrying he was enjoying it...
He slowly held your 1 leg in his arm spreading your leg while you both were standing...
He inserted his two fingers inside you... Thursting in and out... In and out... Making you moan... At this point you don't care even if someone catches both of you...
After sometime you came on his hand He removed his hand and inserted his dick instead...
In the same position he was fucking you... Pounding into you like there is no Tommorow... Even tho you it seems a bit rough he was quite gentle..
He liked it when you both have eye contact while he is fucking you...
"shh, just look at me, baby"
He wanted your bog doe eyes to look at his eyes...
After sometime he turned you around and inserted his big member inside your vagina form behind.... This time he was a bit faster... He is faster when he wants to cum eagerly... He was so needy at this point...
He just wanted to cum inside you while thursting inside you his one hand was on your waist and one was kneeding your breast..
"slowly, baby, I'm not going anywhere"
You said... Because you wanted him to be a bit slow.. so he makes his moment slow for a while but after sometime he was fast again...
Pounding into your pussy like it was the last time he is going to be inside you...
And tha both of you came together...
Later That Night
The air in their cozy villa was thick with the heat of their earlier intimacy. Y/N lay tangled in the sheets, her cheeks flushed, her body still humming with the aftermath of their passion. Isack, propped up on one elbow beside her, let his gaze roam over her with a mix of reverence and hunger.
“You’re perfect,” he murmured, his voice low and husky. His fingers traced the curve of her waist, lingering as if he couldn’t bear to let go.
She rolled her eyes playfully. “You say that all the time.”
“Because it’s true,” he countered, his tone serious now. “Every inch of you, Y/N… you drive me crazy. The way your skin feels, the way you fit against me—it’s like you were made for me.”
A blush crept across her cheeks, but she couldn’t look away from the adoration in his eyes.
“You don’t even realize how stunning you are, do you?” he continued, his lips grazing her collarbone as his hand slid down her thigh, caressing her soft skin. “I could look at you forever and still not get enough.”
She laughed softly, her fingers threading through his hair. “You’re obsessed.”
“Completely,” he admitted without hesitation, his lips curving into a smirk. “But can you blame me?”
When their laughter subsided, Isack slipped out of bed, returning with a warm, damp towel and her favorite lotion. “Stay just like that,” he said, his voice tender.
He started at her shoulders, gently cleaning her skin with the towel, his movements slow and deliberate. “You deserve to be pampered,” he said softly, pressing a kiss to her temple as he worked.
His hands were warm as they smoothed the lotion over her arms, down her legs, and along the curves he adored so much. Every stroke of his fingers was accompanied by whispered praise.
“Your skin is so soft,” he murmured, his eyes drinking her in. “Every part of you feels like heaven.”
She let out a contented sigh, her body relaxing completely under his care. “You really don’t have to do all this,” she said, though her tone was more grateful than protesting.
“I want to,” he insisted, meeting her gaze. “Taking care of you is the least I can do. You give me everything, Y/N—your love, your trust, your time. Let me give you this.”
When he was finished, he pulled the covers up around her and settled back into bed. He reached for her, pulling her against him so her head rested on his chest.
With her fingers tracing the outline of his abs, Y/N tilted her head to look up at him. “You know, you spoil me,” she teased, her voice soft and playful.
He smirked, brushing his lips against her hair. “And I’m just getting started.”
She giggled, but her laughter turned to a quiet sigh as his hand slid down her back, resting possessively on her hip. “You’re so perfect,” he whispered again, his voice almost reverent. “Sometimes I wonder what I did to deserve you.”
“You’re one to talk,” she replied, resting her chin on his chest so she could look into his eyes. “You’re kind, thoughtful, and ridiculously talented. You could have anyone.”
“I don’t want anyone else,” he said firmly, his thumb stroking her hip. “It’s you, Y/N. You’re the only one who’s ever made me feel this way.”
She smiled, her heart swelling with emotion. “You make me feel safe, Isack. Loved. Like I’m the most important person in the world.”
“That’s because you are,” he said without hesitation. His fingers brushed her cheek, his gaze never leaving hers. “You’re my world, Y/N. My reason for everything."
They talked for what felt like hours, sharing dreams, fears, and promises. Isack couldn't stop himself from slipping in more compliments , unable to hold back how much he adored her.
Finally, as her eyes grew heavy, he kissed her forehead and whispered, "I love you more than words can ever say."
"I love you too," she replied, her voice a sleepy murmur.
And with their bodies entwined, hearts full, and minds at peace, they drifted into deep, blissful sleep.
Hi, I just wanna quickly say - please check who I write for before requesting. I got requested OP81 and KA12 way too many times, some people even spam request.
I do not feel comfortable with writing smut with KA12, I watched him grow up since he was a kiddo in F2. He’s younger than me and I would really feel bad with writing NSFW with him. Plus I saw some people requesting older!reader(25+) with him. I stand with Toto on this one - he’s just a kid in a race car, people shouldn’t sexualize him the way that he is sexualized now. No, just no.
Please check what I write and who I write before requesting or I’ll start blocking(except OP81 fans that come in to shit on Lando, yall have free blocks, np. I literally have OP81 fans DNI in my bio)
Kimi couldn't exactly say he was excited to visit his boyfriend's house for the first time. It wasn't because he was nevrous, (okay, maybe he was just a little nervous) but it was more so the fact his lover shared a house with others.
Kimi couldn't exactly recall why he had decided to fall in love with a dorky, idiotic- in the fondest way possible- vampire by the name of Sebastian but times like this, where he was stood staring at two large doors, he did wonder why. Kimi reached up, knocking on one of the doors.
A short moment later a handsome, grinning, sandy brunette opened the door. "Kimi!" The German accented voice exclaimed, pulling him into a tight hug that almost made Kimi gasp and beg for air. The German seemed to understand his stuggle and pulled back. "Hello to you too... Seb." Kimi murmers, looking past into the house.
It was a nice blend of modern and classic, having a homely feel to it. Sebastian noticed his gaze. "How about I show you the rest?" He asks, reaching for his hand which Kimi took.
Sebastian lead him to the front room and Kimi had to blink at the sight. There were two other couples in the room. One on the sofa, hidden from veiw and the other sat on the arm chair.
The pair that were visible consisted of a small man who was almost young enough to be a boy sitting on what seemed to be a slightly older mans lap. The younger was singing something like 'Max, Max, super Max' which made the other laugh, athough Kimi could have sworn he saw something odd.
The Finn dared to venture in further with Sebastian. He glanced to the pair on the sofa. From his angle one might see that the pair were huddling close, heads in necks, affectionately. Kimi, however, recognised what was going on and it all seemed to settle in.
He was in a house of vampires...
In one go, Kimi all but dragged Sebastian out of the room, giving him a look "What?" The German asked meekly, Kimi bit back a growl. "Don't play dumb. Why am I in a house with vampires?" He demands and Sebastian looks sheepish "Don't you mean-"
"Oh great." Kimi cuts him off "Is the whole house full of vampires?"
Sebastian nods a little again and holds a hand up to him in response.
"Wait. Before you decide to leave, I can explain. I was lonely before I met you. As was Valtteri and Max so we decided to live together. Along the way the pair of them found love and turned their partners. Max has Lando and Valtteri has Lewis."
Kimi looks at him with a frown at the new information, was he being irrational?
Kimi glances back into the front room, pale grey and cookie brown eyes glancing at him from the sofa, the pair who had been feeding from one another, curious about him. They didn't seem like they wanted to kill him at least.
The Finn eventually sighs, moving in closer to Sebastian, pressing a soft kiss against his lips. "Just tell me next time that your house guests aren't exactly normal."
Sebastian looks at him and starts to to beam softly, nuzzling his nose. "I promise."
Kimi Antonelli | A weekend to forget, A night to remember
Pairing kimi Antonelli × fema!e reader
Summary kimi had a rough weekend so you comfort him.
The Monaco Grand Prix was supposed to be a highlight in kimi's season, but instead, it had turned into a nightmare. A crash in qualifying, an engine failure in the race, and relentless media scrutiny had drained the young F1 driver. By the time he walked into his apartment late Sunday evening, his shoulders were heavy with more than just fatigue.
His girlfriend, y/n, greeted him at the door with a warm smile and open arms. She knew him too well to pepper him with questions. Instead, she took his hand and led him to the couch.
"Long day, huh?" she asked softly, brushing a stray lock of hair from his forehead.
"Long weekend," kimi muttered, sinking into her embrace.
Y/n leaned back, pulling him along with her. "You don't have to talk about it now. Let's just focus on making you feel better."
She spent the evening pampering him in small but meaningful ways-a home-cooked meal, a relaxing back massage, and some quiet time just lying together on the couch. As the night wore on, Mia noticed kimi's mood gradually lift.
"Feeling better?" she asked, her fingers tracing soothing patterns on his arm.
He nodded, a faint smile playing on his lips. "You always know how to fix me."
The couple eventually moved to the bedroom, where they shared an intimate moment filled with tenderness and love. For kimi, it was a much-needed reminder of the joy that existed beyond the track. Exhausted but content, they fell asleep in each other's arms, tangled in a peaceful embrace.
Unbeknownst to the couple, kimi's parents had decided to surprise him with a visit. They knew he'd had a rough weekend and thought a little family time might cheer him up. Arriving at the apartment early the next morning, they let themselves in with the spare key kimi had given them.
"Let's keep it quiet; they're probably still asleep," his mother whispered.
As they peeked into the bedroom, they found the couple fast asleep, cuddled closely under the blankets. The serene sight warmed their hearts.
"They look so peaceful," his father said, pulling out his phone to snap a few pictures.
His mother stifled a laugh. "They'll love this later."
Deciding not to disturb them, kimi's parents left a note on the kitchen counter before heading out.
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Later that day, kimi woke up to find y/n grinning at her phone.
"What's so funny?" he asked, still groggy.
"This," she said, handing him her phone.
Elisabetta Antonelli
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Elisabetta Antonelli Our little racer finally found his pit stop.
Y/n groaned, his face turning red. "They came over?!"
Y/n nodded, laughing. "Apparently. They left a note too."
As if on cue, his phone buzzed with a message from his mom: You two looked adorable this morning. Don't worry, we didn't stick around. Hope you're feeling better, champ!
The teasing didn't stop there. At the next family dinner, kimi's parents brought up the photos again, playfully recounting how "adorable" the couple looked. Y/n joined in the laughter, while kimi buried his face in his hands.
"Alright, alright, you've had your fun," he said, though he couldn't suppress a small smile.
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Despite the initial embarrassment, the incident became a cherished memory for kimi and y/n -a reminder of the love and support they had, both from each other and from his family.