Summary: He is the future of the scuderia and you are the final part of the Ferrari dinasty.
Word count: +1k
Warnings: fem pronouns, nothing else really, it's really soft
a/n: i've been wanting to write something with a Ferrari for so long so i had to take the oportunity after such a race.
Being a Ferrari meant one thing, you lived thanks to motorsport and cars you would devote yourself to them, as the only grand child there were a lot of expectations for you to be involved in it and honestly you didn’t mind, you really liked that world and you had grown up around it but especially the crown of the sport, Formula 1 was a hell of a dream that you like so many other kids had although you sucked at karts and soon gave up.
When you were 16 you decided that the only thing you loved more than your family was, of course, cars so you made sure that everyone around you knew you wanted to be into that world as an engineer. A year later your parents took you to the Imola Grand Prix and even though it was not your first time at a race, it was the first time you visited the garage of your team. After that every time they raced at Italy you would be in the garage and every race at Europe you would be watching them from the VIP area. By the time you were 18 the entire team knew you perfectly including Sebastian and Kimi, it’s not like they weren’t family to you before but after spending so much time between the races and the fabric it was obvious they developed a soft spot for you and your craziness, they would help you at your homework from college and support you through everything, and the best of it was that most of the time they seemed to forget your last name so they treated you normally.
Then all of a sudden three years went by and someone new came into the team, you knew him, of course you did but it was only because of the academy and saying you two had crossed more than a couple of words would be such a lie. Charles Leclerc was the promise for the future, the driver they trusted to carry them back to the top, il predestinato; to you all of that sounded as too much but were still to young and “unexperienced” to have any sayings into those decisions.
For Charles it was obvious that you didn’t liked him, he wasn’t quite sure why but wouldn’t care if it wasn’t because of how much he did liked you, you were so beautiful and charming he had know from the moment he met you that you were the one, he knew your name and how protective everyone in the team and even some people outside were when it came to you but he couldn’t care any less.
At first you thought he was trying to be nice whenever he tried to talk to you or even help you with your homework, like if he knew more about it that you with over half your career done, so you ignored it. Then you thought he wanted to play nice with you because of your name when he kept trying to talk to you and be nice after you ignored him so you decided to play nice, maybe that way he would be out of the way and after all you two had to be civil if he was going to stay for as long as his contract was.
When April came by you started thinking maybe he wasn’t such a bother, he was a good driver and definitely nice looking, but you were determined to keep everything professional. After May started the relation between the two of you started turning in some kind of friendship, he would try and talk to you about other stuff that were not just the sport but you remined the same, everyone around started telling you to drop your attitude with the driver but could they blame you for being careful? Your entire life had always been full of people who’s only interest in you was your family, your name or the potential fame and money, to be honest you had gotten hurt many times in the past to let someone new in not knowing if he truly wanted a relation for who you are. Then Monaco came by, his home race.
Charles was devastated after the race, of course he was, he hadn’t even finished his home grand prix and all the doubts about his and Ferrari’s decisions were drowning him, and then there was you, you had seen how unhappy he felt and even thought you couldn’t really understand how he felt you did had an idea on how miserable he was so after the press duties and the meeting you surprised yourself by following him to check on him.
“Maybe you should let him rest” Seb had told you but you ignored him, your worries being bigger.
When you found him he was destroyed, you had no idea what to do so you sat next to him, hugged him and kept him company as he calmed down, when the sky turned dark blue almost black you two started talk about everything and anything, nothing seemed to matter anymore until you fell asleep next to him.
“So, are you two finally friends?” Seb asked you the next time he saw you and you simply smiled because maybe he wasn’t so bad.
Months happened until Spa, one of your favourite tracks that had just seen something tragic occur and then something unique, Charles first win had been something bittersweet for him and most of the people including you. A week later you were at the garage, all the hopes high for the possibility of a win at home and when it actually happened it felt magical to see your friend at the top of the podium.
Charles and you started getting closer with each race and even if you didn’t want to admit it you started developing feelings and the small crush Charles had for you grew into a more complex thing.
At the end of 2020 the imminent happened, you two started dating, keeping everything private so no chaos would be out, things were great until you graduated college and soon enough started working in the team as a junior engineer, that’s when problems started, people started talking about how you were only there thanks to your name like if you hadn’t studied and knew what you were doing. The other problem was your relation, everyone in the team knew and were fine with it, even your family had accepted it but keeping it private and secret was getting harder.
At the beginning of 2022 you made it public knowing all the critics and hate you would get, none of those things mattered if he was next to you in the good and the bad days.
You were so proud of Charles for everything, watching him win his home race felt like a different kind of proudness though, very similar to the way you felt watching him win at Monza five years ago. Back when you had just entered the team your name and opinion didn’t mattered a lot and therefore your ideas weren’t taken into considerations, I took you months until prove you had good ideas and now you were at a better position. You had been working for months in some improvements for the car, all based in the idea of winning in Monza and now it was the time to really prove yourself.
The race felt excruciatingly long, the strategy was clear and for the first time in weeks you felt like everything made perfect sense, if what you designed worked then so would the strategy but after the only pit stop it all depended on the drivers, Carlos was struggling and eventually both McLarens passed him but time was running out and you were running every possibility in your head, unless Charles made a mistake there was no way Oscar would catch him and you knew your boyfriend would not make a mistake, he was not about to let the entire team and fans and you down.
53 laps later he crossed the finish line and it felt perfect, the love of your life had just won your home grand prix, you ran outside to see him and you could’ve died right there and then but it wasn’t over, not after your heard Fred telling you to go up to the podium.
“What!? I can’t do that” you said.
You ended up in the podium anyhow, Fred had insisted you being there would the perfect closure as a Ferrari and the person who had insisted to work that strategy, you received your trophy and heard your anthem and saw all the fans scream and clap in devotion and then as the papayas showered your boyfriend he showered you, he hugged you and kiss, and for that day you could forget everything.
Summary: You have a crush on Lando and your boyfriend knows it, Oscar also knows Lando has a crush on you so maybe it's time to do something about it.
Words: +2k
Warnings: +18 MDNI, smut, a trio, oral sex (both f and m reciving), slight insinuation of Oscar and Lando being bi, hint of voyeurism/exhibitionism but nothing so serious
Lando had to admit he was jealous of his teammate for having such a pretty girlfriend while he was single and never really in the mood for something of just one night, he was also soo tired of anytime you were visiting on a race weekend because no matter what everyone believed of Oscar as a really chill dude every night he had to stand hearing the two of you through the walls of the hotel rooms and he felt ashamed to admit he found it very hot, much more when after a while Oscar found enough confidence in him to start telling Lando what the two of you did sometimes, Lando wouldn´t admit it to his teammate but he was dying to experiment those things himself. The worst part was that some days he even found himself jacking off at the thought of both of you fucking.
Oscar wasn’t stupid, he knew you had a small crush on Lando mainly based on how hot he was and honestly he thought the same, he also knew that Lando heard you two every night and he could guess the reason why his face would go so red and he would run right after Oscar was done telling him about you wasn´t because of shame so after the two of you talked about it he decided to invite Lando to his apartment on a random day in the summer break with out saying much.
When Lando arrived to the apartment he expected some other driver or maybe just a normal casual dinner bur he instead found you on wearing just a t-shirt that probably belonged to Oscar and looked a little to big on you even though was not enough to cover you completely.
After opening the door for Lando Oscar sat back in the couch and you sat on the floor in the middle of his legs. “Take a sit mate” he told Lando with the most calm tone.
Lando sat very uncomfortably for thinking he had interrupted something all though he had arrived at the time Oscar had told him.
“Honey, do you mind showing Lando you’re not uncomfortable with him” Oscar said and you only nodded and then took off the shirt to show you wearing nothing but a pair of orange papaya panties which did not helped for Lando to feel hot. “Very well, now make sure I’m comfortable” he continued, and you sat again in between his legs and took off both his shorts and his boxers to grab with one hand his cock and start licking it slowly, Oscar started smirking to his teammate and pretend like everything was normal, Lando in the meantime had decided to cover his legs with his hands as if that was going to hide the growing bulge in his pants, he was also trying really hard no to look at you and how you were getting Oscar’s dick in and out of your mouth, he really wanted to respect your privacy (if that was even possible in this state) but then you started moaning slowly into Oscar member and hi couldn’t resist to look, one of your hands into your panties as the other one pinched one of your nipples, your boyfriend also started moaning slowly breaking the facade he had kept only a few seconds ago.
God, Lando was losing his mind trying to contain himself at the sight.
“Hon, do you mind if Lando gets himself comfortable?” Oscar asked in between moans and you denied with your head, then Oscar looked at his teammate with another smirk and Lando took that as a positive sign for him to start jacking off, his cock on one of his hands.
A little after that Oscar stopped you from eating him and told you to stand up and sat in front of him on the couch, his dick in your entrance but with out moving, you opened your legs and he started touching you slowly, started passing his fingers in your folds with out really any pressure, Lando was still touching him self in front of you, looking at you and your boyfriend and swearing under his breath, then Oscar started touching your clit, drawing eights and ones exactly the way he knew you liked, holding you with the other hand and kissing your neck in every place that made you even more sensitive.
Right before Lando was about to come Oscar called him with his head, telling him to stand in front of you. “You’re going to be a good girl and help Lando, alright?” he whispered in your ear and you said yes the best you could while moaning.
All of a sudden you had Lando’s member in front of you, you started licking it, starting from the tip till you had it entirely in your mouth, Lando has closed his eyes and he had his hands on your hair pushing you in and out, you were both moaning pornographically as you had your boyfriend’s hand still rubbing your clit faster, then Lando came, yours and Oscar name on his lips as he released himself on your mouth and face. Oscar stopped rubbing you so you could swallow everything and for Lando this was paradise, except it was about to get even better.
Once you were done with swallowing everything Oscar placed you on the floor in four and without any warning started pushing his cock into you making you moan even louder, Lando thought that was definitely the hottest thing he had ever seen, Oscar moaning your name and you moaning both his and Lando as you pinched yourself, so of course Lando started jacking off again while watching you two, if only he could record this it would be a great sex tape to watch every time he wants to come.
You were coming closer to your climax and Oscar knew it when your walls started getting thicker with his dick inside so he started rubbing your clit again. “I need to come Osc, please” you started to beg for him to let you come and he started moving faster.
Once you came your mind was empty from the pleasure and screamed so loud you would´ve been worried if it wasn’t because you somehow still wanted more. Oscar came right after you and then you heard Lando come for a second time.
None of you three said anything while you recovered your breaths, but it was clear you all had enjoyed that and for some reason you knew you weren’t the only one that wanted more for that night; Oscar knew you could come for at least a couple more of times and he knew you wanted that because he always made sure to make you come multiple times on a single night but he really didn’t knew if Lando wanted another round until he spoke.
“I can’t be the only one that wants a bit more right?” he said in a low voice and hoping he wasn’t crossing a line, one that didn’t even existed after that night.
“What about you make daddy proud and ride Lando so he knows how you amazing you feel” Oscar said looking at you and holding your face in his hands, you agreed and headed towards Lando on the couch, you kissed him and Lando tasted himself on your lips, then you sat on his cock and automatically felt warm, he let a sigh out and you waited until you were comfortable enough to start jumping, your pussy in and out of him, the two of you moaning as you touched you clit, in front Oscar was back in his couch and now he was the one jacking off at the sight, Lando’s hand started pinching your nipples and he started kissing your neck to try and quite himself.
If any of you thought this couldn’t get any better Oscar had an idea. He told you both to go into his room, you knew there was one thing your boyfriend had always wanted to try and this was his chance, Lando on the other side had not clue of why Oscar wants to go to his room but if he got to come inside of you it didn’t mattered.
Once in the room Oscar lay down and told you to put yourself on top of him with your face in his cock, you did as you were told but before you could start sucking him, he spoke again.
“Lando, will you teach my girlfriend what happens when she’s a bad girl” was all he had to say for Lando to put himself on top of you and start ridding you again. “Now you be a good girl and make me happy” he said and you started sucking him, your mouth hollow with his hole dick in your mouth and moaning into him as Lando started going faster, then you felt Oscar lick your folds and you felt numb, if your screams and moans had been pornographic before then they had no name now, still they and Oscar beautiful sounds were opaque by Lando loud moans as you all got closer, if you had to chose a moment to live in forever you knew it was this one with your boyfriend sucking your clit an moaning into it and his teammate fucking you, who cared if the entire neighbourhood heard you saying both of his names when you were having the time of your life hearing your name into both of their mouths.
You wanted to come, you wanted to beg but you couldn’t stop licking your boyfriend and even if you could you weren’t sure you could say anything coherent with how much pleasure you were having.
“I’m gonna come!” Lando said what you three were thinking since he was the only one who could speak, right after his warning he came inside of you and your boyfriend also came at the same time leaving you full of their semen, still they didn’t stop until you reached your climax.
The hole bed and the living room were a mess but it didn’t mattered as your boyfriend cleaned you and Lando grabbed his clothes that had been let all over the place, no one said a word that day as he left but after that you were sure you wants to try even more things with both of the McLaren drivers and you knew your boyfriend felt the same way.
So when a couple of weeks later your boyfriend invited Lando over you knew exactly what you wanted to do.
Summary: You work at a coffee shop, Oscar loves his cappuccino always from the same place.
Word count: +2k
Warnings: just a little of angst and overthinking
a/n: since Oscar just won i wanted to post something and this is the only thing i've finished while i write something about his victory. i also did a moodboard you can check here.
The mornings in the coffeeshop were normally a chaos, you weren’t alone more than the fifteen minutes of break your coworker Danielle had, you had believed it would be easy but just now after three weeks of working there you were finally adjusting; the only day you had found to be calm was Tuesday which was today.
It was eight in the morning which meant you were not prepared to attend anyone but then you heard the bell door.
You gave a customized smile and looked to the computer while saying “Hello, what can I get for you today?”.
“Just my regular, please”.
Those words made you look up to find a boy with brown messy hair looking to his phone. You didn’t know him, in fact not even recognized him.
“I’m sorry but I’m new here and I don’t know what your regular is” You said preparing yourself to be yelled at, in your first week the same had happened, a lady and then a sir ordered their regular not noticing she was new and then yelled at her for “being stupid” so you expected a similar reaction from the boy in front.
“I’m sorry, I’m on a hurry and didn’t notice you’re new” His voice as soft as his face and much calmer than what you expected.
“It’s okay, just tell me what your regular is, and I’ll remember for next time”.
“It’s a cappuccino with an extra shot of coffee and delectated milk, large please” he said after thinking it for a second like if it had been a long time since he asked for it like that, you smiled and wrote it on the screen.
“That would be…” You started saying but he interrupted you.
“£4.93” he said giving you the money with a smile that was as nice as you imagined it to be.
“Name for the order?” you asked with the cup on your hand.
“Oscar” He said and you started making the drink, Danielle simply looking from the other side of the kitchen since you hadn’t asked for help and looked more than happy to make his order. Once ready you called for him even though he was the only client and was already there waiting for it.
“Thanks” he said to head out in a hurry.
After that you tried to get Danielle to tell you anything about him assuming that since he was a regular, she would know him. It wasn’t until you were grabbing your things to leave that she decided to talk.
“He comes in every Tuesday but then he disappears for a couple of weeks or even a month, for what I know he travels a lot and it’s not very social or much of a talker”.
Then you said goodbye and headed to your house with a smile that didn’t seem to want to leave your face.
A week later you were again bored, Tuesday still being a calm day, you were talking to Danielle when the bell sounded, over the door the same face you had barely forgotten from a week before.
“Your regular?” you asked smiling, he nodded matching your smile and for some reason it felt so right to see that.
You started making the coffee not noticing the way his eyes traced your moves around the small place, when the order was ready you turned to see him there, already waiting, you called his name anyways.
“I think it’s unfair that you know my name, but I don’t know yours” he said taking the coffee, the comment made you blush; since you worked at a very small and not so famous cafeteria you never bothered to use name tags.
You told him your name with a low tone like if you were scared of him knowing all though it made no sense, for Oscar this was adorable and right when he seemed like he was going to ask something else his phone ringed.
He smiled sadly, said goodbye and left.
“Maybe next time don’t be so shy” Danielle told you and you remembered you weren’t alone.
When on the next Tuesday you heard the bell on the morning and saw him you smiled probably far too much and started making his order, if you had to guess the happiest person about the situation of you starting to have a crush on him was Danielle who could just sit and watch you make coffee.
“Oscar” you called and ass usual he was already waiting, you knew you had to talk to him if you wanted to make clear the point that you liked him even if it wasn’t romantically but the only thing you could think about was his coffee order as it was so common yet the opposite to yours. “Why do you like cappuccino?”.
He looked at you and laugh, you had to admit his laugh was better that you expected.
“I don’t know, I just like how it tastes, not to sweet but not so strong” he said once he stopped laughing and then asked “What’s your order like?”.
“Black coffee with nothing or a doble espresso” as those words left your mouth his face started looking surprised.
“You don’t look like an espresso type of person” he said, and it was your turn to laugh.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” you said, and he couldn’t even answer, next thing you knew you were talking with him about coffee like if it was the most serious thing ever, you could stay like that forever but then the door sounded again and reminded you the reality was still there.
“I have to go but I’ll see you” he said, and it felt so natural there was nothing that could erase the smile from your face during the rest of the day.
“I thought you said he wasn’t much of a talker” you mocked Danielle remembering what she had told you about him in the past.
“In two years he never talked as much as now so maybe it’s just you”.
A week went by, and he did not appear on the café but you though about what Danielle had told you, how he would disappear for a couple of weeks, so you didn’t worried much.
Still every week you found yourself wishing the day would come and every time that happened you would smile as soon as you saw him and then the two of you would chat about anything you could think off, eventually more private stuff like his friends or his family, your friends or your plans about starting studying again now that you had found something you liked, the one thing you had noticed about it was he avoided talking about his job but you didn’t minded as long as you could keep talking to him.
He would come by the café almost every week and when he didn’t he would disappear for a week or two then come back saying he had been busy with work.
One day when he entered the café, and you were about to start making his coffee he told you to stop and you turned to look at him curious.
“I wanted to try something different today” he said and you smiled and asked what he wanted to take “Maybe a double espresso” his face looked worried as he said but you just smiled and blushed feeling shy about the fact that he remembered something you had told him months ago.
You made the coffee and the made one for yourself, when he tasted it and made a funny face you laughed knowing it was probably too heavy compared to the one he normally drank but he insisted he was okay and he liked it. You kept chatting whim him and making fun of how he couldn’t seem to take the coffee and that ended in him telling you to make is regular so you could try it.
“You know, I told my best friend about you and she said I should invite you out” you said not really thinking about how weird it could be but then he stared at you and you felt your face going as red as a tomato, maybe that had been too much, he looked like he was unsure on how to reply and before he could his phone ringed and he had to answer the call saying goodbye and leaving.
Then on Monday you got sick, it was unusual you got sick but it was even more weird the flu was so bad you couldn’t even go to work, you called Danielle and she told you to go to the doctor and then stay in rest for as long as you needed, the only thing that worried you was if Oscar showed up the next day and you wouldn’t be there.
By Friday you were cured so you went to work like you normally did and when Danielle saw you, she said “Oscar asked about you, I told him you were sick, he told me to tell you he would see you next week”. The comment made you fluster and completely forget about how your last interaction had been like.
Then your bad luck struck again, you were doing the procedures to enter college and you had to go there in the morning of Tuesday to end with the procedure which meant you would arrive late to the cafeteria, Danielle was fine with it but you weren’t, still there was no other choice.
You did your best to hurry and arrive to the café before Oscar but it was impossible and when you entered the place Danielle just denied with her head.
“Did he say something?” You asked and she told you he had asked about you but then he had simply left.
“He seemed sad”.
When the next Tuesday came by he did not appeared, you thought maybe he was busy, it was usual for him to do that. Then a second week and he did not showed up, you thought maybe it was one of those months when his work required for him to leave for more time. A third week and he was still nowhere to be seen, you were starting to worry about what could possibly mean but you let it by, maybe he was busy. By the fourth week you started thinking maybe you had done something wrong, maybe he was mad at you for not showing up two times in a row but that would be absurd, maybe he did though it had been to weird that you told your best friend about him or the fact that you said you wanted to go out with him, you were not an insecure person but you tend to overthink that kind of situations. After the sixth week your mind spiralled into a constant state of stress because of course you had misunderstood everything by thinking he saw you as anything more than the girl who makes his coffee and it’s fun to talk with.
On a Wednesday of that same week two new faces entered the café, two blondish guys chatting while looking at the menu, normally Danielle was on the register at this time of the day but she went to the bath, so you had to take their order.
“Hello, what can I get for you today?” you asked while faking a smile that looked probably as bad as you felt.
They placed their orders and said their names and for a second you recognized their names but then you though it was probably a coincidence, you started making the coffee, from where you were you could hear their words but not really paying any attention to wherever they were saying until something caught your attention.
“I hope he was right by recommending this place” the taller one said in his American accent.
“Well Oscar sounded very confident about it” the other said, an accent from somewhere else that you could not really recognize just yet.
“Logan, Liam” you interrupted with their drinks in your hands, you wanted to ask them about Oscar to know if at the very least it was the same guy you were thinking about but you were incapable of saying anything. It was too much of a coincidence that one of Oscar’s friends that he would constantly mention was an American named Logan.
Once they left you quickly forgot about it, or at least you tried to but your anxiety stayed there until one day, it wasn’t Tuesday and you shouldn’t be working because it was your free day but Danielle had begged for you to cover her so she could go to pick her family from the airport, it was almost Christmas and you had been working in the cafeteria for over half a year, it had been almost two months since Oscar had vanished from the earth, his friends (if they were actually his friends also never showed up again) so you forced yourself not to think too much about it.
You heard the door but didn’t bothered to look, not many people went by in this time of the year.
“A doble espresso and a regular please” you heard a voice that you recognized so well and looked up, then there he was, coming in with guilt on his face.
You started making the coffee trying to treat him like if he was just any other client.
“I’m sorry, for disappearing without saying something” he said and you stopped for a second, you had to remind yourself you had no right to ask him for anything.
“You shouldn’t be, it’s not like we’re friends or anything” you said in a cold tone and then handed him both coffees, still you knew he wasn’t going to leave it like that and you wanted to know why, you were sure you would not sleep if you stayed wondering if it had been your fault, so you asked carefully “Why?”.
“When I came in and you weren’t here I thought you didn’t wanted to see me after I said nothing to you when you said you told your best friend about me and implied you wanted to go out with me” he said.
“I thought that you were upset because I said that” you said and he started laughing and you laughed, maybe it was from pain or maybe it was relieve for knowing it was one of those stupid things of miscommunication, maybe you were laughing just to avoid crying but who cared.
The two of you talked and clarified the fact that neither wanted to stop seeing each other, he told you it was in fact his friends who wanted to understand why he was acting all weird and you kept chatting until he finished his coffee, and you drank yours that he had asked for you. Then he had to leave, apparently, he was on his way to the airport to visit his family in Australia.
“Wait, you have to try the special for the season” you said and started making him another drink while he told you about his trip.
You gave him the cup and before he could pay you talked again “This one is on me” you smiled, and he walked out with his cup.
When Oscar saw his cup, he realized there was something written behind his name, a number with a note that said “Maybe my friend was right” he smiled.
When later that day you received a text saying “Maybe we should go out then” you smiled.
Summary: The trip back home after Oscar's first win and the celebration the two of you had.
Word count: +1k
Warnings: +18 MDNI, smut, masturbate, fingering, fem pronouns
a/n: Guess who is a month late and still celebrating his win, yep it's me
Watching the beginning of that race felt surreal, watching your boyfriend get in first right after the first corner gave you hope and watching as he got away from his teammate you couldn’t help but get so excited.
After the first pit stop your hopes stayed high but after the second stop came in you started cursing under your breath, now Lando was in first and getting away from Oscar, refusing to give the position back all because of a bad strategy mistake from the team. The arguing between the team and the older driver kept going and even if he was your friend and you were understandable of his situation you started getting upset, when a radio came from Oscar you knew not many could tell he was also getting upset at the situation, less than ten laps and he still was behind Lando.
Five laps to go and you started crying not sure why, you felt so bad for what the British and the team were doing to Oscar, three laps to go and Norris finally gave the position, your tears became more while you watched the love of your life cross the checkered flag in the first place, you screamed with happiness so loud that you were sure the rest of the teams heard it but it didn’t mattered as you ran to hug him as soon as he got out of the car.
He saw you and went to you, his helmet still on didn’t matter as you kissed were you assumed was his mouth.
Later after the celebrations and interviews were over you started thinking how lucky you were for choosing to go to that race, you were still upset about the position the team had put both drivers in. Lando came in while you waited for the pretty winner.
“Hey there, waiting for Osco?” he asked weirdly, probably thinking you were mad at him, you weren’t.
“Yes, we’re going to the hotel to get our stuff before the flight” you said smiling, if everything went right you two would be at the apartment somewhere around midnight.
“I’m sorry about all that, I got carried away” his voice got smaller.
“It’s okay Lando, I get it, just don’t make this about you, this is his win and his day” you said and saw Oscar getting closer. You said goodbye to Lando and walked to the Australian.
Once in the hotel you started grabbing your stuff while talking with Oscar, he seemed happier now after talking with the British, but you knew he needed a distraction.
You grabbed your phone and texted to the only other driver who would be on that plane, Alex was your cousin and the reason why you love the sport, you had met Oscar before he was even in formula 3 and it was one huge coincidence that your cousin and your, at that time best friend and now boyfriend were in motorsport but you weren’t complaining about. If there was one thing you knew about the thai was the fact that he loved Monopoly and that he always carried one everywhere he went so you told him to make sure he had the board game close to him.
Just as you two arrived to the airport you were told that there was a problem and the flight got delayed for at least a couple of hours.
“Since were stuck here why don’t we order food from McDonalds” you suggested, and all three drivers turned to you with shock.
“You want to order from McDonalds?” Lando asked what everyone seemed to be wondering.
“You hate burgers” Alex stated.
“And you hate McDonalds” Oscar said looking at you worried, it was truth, you hated burgers and McDonalds, and they all knew you too well, the only one who seemed to not be understanding the situation was Carlos who wasn’t even supposed to be there.
“Well, I feel like having a burger from there” You lied, you were not in the mood for a burger, and you were sure the only thing you could eat from that place was fries but your boyfriend loved it and you wanted to celebrate somehow. After that they all ordered, and the two McLaren drivers and Alex started playing Monopoly with you, of course they had no idea what they were up to with your cousin being basically the king of Monopoly.
Oscar’s day was going just great, it wasn’t what he expected for his first win with all the drama going on and everyone making stupid assumptions about him and Lando not being friends anymore but you were there and that’s all it mattered, besides you were trying to make him feel like this was his day and he knew it and loved you for that, of course he knew you were not in the mood for McDonalds, all you had ate from there was fries but he understood that what you were doing.
Everything was honestly great even though Alex was beating all of you at the game and lecturing you with the rules and how to properly play until Lando started joking with you. Oscar knew Lando and you were friends, he was more than fine with you having friends and he also knew Lando had apologized for the race, and he had forgiven him, but this was supposed to be his day and now his teammate was taking all your attention, the Australian started to shut himself down and that’s when you realized what was going on, you turned to your boyfriend and got closer to him.
“You’re okay?” you asked while the other drivers laughed about something stupid one of the had probably said.
Oscar looked at you, he didn’t want you to feel bad for joking around with your friends, so he smiled and said “Yes, everything’s fine”. It only took a second for you to know he was lying and another one for him to see you reaction to his lie, you placed your hand on his leg and gave him a small kiss on his neck.
Half an hour later you all were finally on the plane, Lando, Alex and Carlos all sat together while you sat next to Oscar farther where there was no one, your hand almost attached to his leg was all he needed to go insane and not care a damn you were in the plane with other people.
“I hope you know what you’re doing to me” he said next to your ear causing shivers, you knew exactly what you were doing, but instead of saying anything you moved your hand closer to his crotch and gave him an innocent look.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about” you said and then got your hand inside of his shorts, the other people on the plane laughed and that should’ve been a reminder that you had to stop but instead you ignored them, your hand moving lightly against his already hard cock, his head hitting the back of his seat as your hand moved went inside of his underwear.
“I hope you know you are my pretty race winner, and I don’t care about anyone else” you said and then started stroking his dick up and down.
“Fuck” he whispered and then moved one of his hands to cover his mouth, he could just enjoy this but that wouldn’t be as fun as his next thought was. His free hand moved to your inside leg slowly and made you jump and stop the movement of your hand.
“Osc just relax, it’s your day” you said, your voice smaller as his hand got closer to your underwear, ignoring completely your skirt.
“Well then since it’s my day you’ll have to be a good girl and make me happy” his hand moving your underwear to a side and barely touching you made you let out a whine and you bite your lip to avoid the sounds, you knew what he wanted, if he was coming down then so were you so you continued the previous moves of your hand as he started passing his fingers through your folds and quickly finding your clit to start pressing it “Now we both have to be quiet”.
Your hand started to go faster as his fingers went inside of you, three at the same time and you were sure your lip was bleeding from how hard you were trying not to let any sound out. Oscar was getting closer and you could tell by how his hand was also moving faster in and out of you and his moans were suddenly getting louder so you kissed him and felt how he came, your hand and his pants a mess, his hand still moving in and out and his thumb drawing circles on your clit until a couple of second later you also came, the moan dying in the kiss.
“Now we need to clean this” you said and he laughed slightly.
Summary: When they ask who will you marry his name is always your answer.
Word count: 701
Warnings: None
a/n: i'm not sure what is this but i wanted to write something about Mick so here it is, i'm working on something longer so i'll disapear again.
Since you were a little kid, you knew what to answer if someone asked you who would you get married with in the future, Mick had always been the obvious option to you even if he denied it all along.
Growing up you weren’t really fond to your parents, but you loved your older brother more than anyone else in the world, so you were always around him, that meant you were around one family more than the rest, the Schumacher family was close to yours and in age Mick was only a year older than you so eventually being friends was more than obvious.
You were six but, in your attempts to ignore your dad you started spending more time with Mick that with anyone else.
At first people around you started saying you two would get married someday, you were too young to care about it and so was Mick.
Mick was eleven when the kid you liked from your school told you no-one would be with someone as ugly as you and you cried next to him all night, he didn’t told you that he thought that kid knew nothing because you were the prettiest girl he had ever seen.
Then you started saying you would marry Mick as a joke, something unimportant because you had always dreamed about your perfect wedding and after a while he had promised you that if neither of you got a partner by the age of 30 you two would marry like everyone else seemed to want.
You were fifteen when Mick started dating with a girl he had met because of his sister, you wanted to be happy for him and you tried to show it but it was really hard for you not to feel sad.
As time passed you only kept saying his name to answer as a way to avoid thinking about it, about how nobody seemed to like you or want to be with you.
Mick was seventeen when you started acting strange around him, he had broken up with his girlfriend almost a year after they started dating and suddenly you wouldn’t be around him anymore.
Eventually saying his name became painful as you realized your feelings for the German were more than what you wanted for them to be, he noticed how you started distancing yourself because he had been through everything, he had stayed to support you but suddenly you weren’t there.
Max wasn’t a fan of being involved in this kind of situations but he knew how painful it was for you to be in love with someone you though couldn’t love you in the same way, the thing for Max is that he hated to see his little sister suffer knowing how Mick also seemed to be in the same pain.
With time you and mick stopped being as close as you always were and that somehow was more horrible that you expected, you wanted to call him at night, to wish him good luck in his races, to cry in his shoulder and to hear his laugh but you still though that would only made worse the feeling in your chest when you saw him.
You were twenty when Max decided it had been enough, he knew you wouldn’t listen to any reasons coming from him but he knew Mick would which is why he talked with his friend until convinced him of talking to you again.
When your old friend knocked on your door you tried to get him to leave but then he kissed you and you realized you were ever so blind and oblivious to the fact the feeling had always been mutuals.
You were twenty-four when he decided he wouldn’t wait until his thirties to marry with the love of his life.
So in the end everyone in the past was right about who you would get married with, you wouldn’t have to wait until the time you had agreed because you weren’t single and neither was he, you wouldn’t say his name to forget about your inexistent love life because he was your love life and saying his name in the altar wasn’t painful no longer.
Summary: Your bestfriend and you have always been close but the fuse between you two may be a problem.
Word count: +2k
Warnings: Nothing really other than a swear word
a/n: I listened to this song by arctic monkeys as an inspiration so you can listen to that song while you read this if you want.
There was something about coming back to London that Oscar loved, it wasn’t his apartment or the peace that meant being back there but you.
Oscar and you had been best friends since boarding school, you had been there for him in every bad moment, you had stayed after school was over and always supported him in his career; he had always been there for you, stayed when you had panic attacks and was next to you when your ex cheated on you. So of course, going back to you meant the world to him.
You lived in a small apartment with a girl you had met in college, you still spend most of your time in his apartment even when his out of the country because you have the keys and enjoy your time alone. You also enjoyed his company more than anything and if you couldn’t get to be on his side all the time than the best you could get was to use his hoodies all the time, you knew that wasn’t normal for a best friend who was in no way involved with you romantically, but he had always been okay with sharing anything with you so you never thought about it being weird.
Oscar had decided to surprise you at the knowledge that you were at his place studying for the finals of your major. You believed he was coming back in a couple of days but he was outside of his apartment listening to the music on his speakers.
Then he opened the door and saw you dancing, it paralyzed him but not because of your dance, he had seen you dance so many times before but right now you where there, not noticing him in the entrance, eyes closed, your hair tied in a bun, you were wearing a blue hoodie of his whit a skirt covered by his hoodie and a long pair of socks of your favourite colour with your black boots, you looked so messy and free and he loved that.
Then you opened your eyes and saw him, your immediate reaction was to scream and then you ran towards him, he hugged you back laughing and then you talked for a bit.
“I can believe you stayed there watching me dance for an entire song?!” You said to him, happy he was there but embarrassed about what you had done, he had seen you in worst moments, but it felt different now.
“I wanted to surprise you and you looked so happy” Oscar also felt weird but he knew exactly why, he had known about feeling weird with you for so long but he always ignored it, maybe you had to realise about how he looked at you because you felt the same but you were so oblivious, I mean it has taken you years to notice how you felt about him.
“Well, you must be tired so I’ll go” You said feeling somehow weird after his comment, it made no sense you felt that way because he was just your friend, you walked to grab your stuff until his hand stopped you, grabbing your hand softly.
“I don’t want you to go. We can watch a movie or something but don’t leave” His voice sounded like a whisper, but you understood every word, your face red for some reason but you nodded.
Later the two of you were sitting in his bed, your favourite movie playing in front of you, you were watching closely like if you hadn’t seen it many times before; Oscar wasn’t watching the movie anymore too busy watching how you smiled and from times whispered the lines of the movie, your head moved to rest in his shoulder as you started looking more tired and then you just felt asleep, it wasn’t the first time you stayed to sleep in his apartment but you had never slept in the same bed, it was stupid Oscar thought of it as the one thing he couldn’t do so he stand from the bed and started walking slowly towards the door.
“Don’t leave” you said, your voice like a murmur, now it was your turn to say those words and it was his turn to stay next to you, so he laid in the bed, not a move until you hugged him.
At that moment there were so many things he wanted to tell you, he always wanted to tell you about his feelings, about how constantly he wants to kiss you, about how he thought you were the most amazing person he has ever met but he was always so scared he would screw things up by telling you so all he did when heard you snore was to say the one thing he wished he could tell you every day with the actual meaning to those words “I love you”.
Next morning you two had breakfast together and then you left to go to college without saying a word about the night before, if you had heard him it was a mystery to Oscar and if he had said something the night before when you fall sleep you had no idea, it was absurd to anyone around why you wouldn’t confess your feelings toward him but you were ever so terrified he wouldn’t think the same and decide you couldn’t remain friends, you couldn’t lose him no matter what so you just played the fool. Last night you had felt a tension between the two of you but it was probably all in your head, it wasn´t the first time you had felt that way, that fuse inside of you and it was scary because for times it felt like a dangerous thing to light so you ignored it and pretended like everything was normal. There was a thing about that tension, back when the two of you were just classmates you had felt the same way on a single night, the first time he talked to you on the phone, he was just the new kid in school and a total stranger so you had never understood why you felt that way but you didn’t liked thinking about those times.
It was a couple more of weeks before you two could see each other again given he was racing and you where too busy with finals to even think about going to a race but then it was over but then he was back in England for Silverstone and you were about to graduate so you found time to meet in his apartment.
Now you had been there for at least an hour, and it made absolutely no sense how serious everything was, for some reason neither of you had said more than a couple of words while you made pasta to eat, could that get Oscar in problems? Yes, but did you care at all? No. Still all he was doing was watching you cook and trying to help you, normally there would be a lot of banter, one of you joking or talking about something that had happened recently but now it was all silence.
Once you where done with the spaghetti you two sat at his table and started eating still in silence, tired of it you asked the first thing in mind “So are you excited about this weekend?” it was a stupid question and you knew but then he looked at you and laughed.
“Of course I’m excited, besides you’ll be coming with me to a race for the first time this year” he said smiling like nothing had been going on just a minute before “What about you? You’re about to graduate and now you’ll be free from college”.
“Yeah, I mean it’s pretty cool now I won’t be trapped there all the damn time” your answer was truth but you where also happy that it meant more time with Oscar, he didn’t have to know that though.
“Well, let’s celebrate for that”.
Suddenly the two of you were dancing to the sound of one of those songs you used to listen all the time in high school, it was more like you were dancing again not caring about anything else and Oscar he was watching, you never thought about how frequently he would just watch you do anything, you never thought it was weird but everyone else had noticed and they had noticed they way his eyes would lit whenever he saw you or even talked about you.
For Oscar this was a problem, you were there just dancing and singing and maybe it wouldn’t have been a reminder of his conversation with Logan recently if it wasn’t because you were wearing his blue hoodie again with just a pair of shorts that were covered by the hoodie and some orange knee socks, no shoes and untied hair.
Damn, why had Oscar fallen in love for you out of all people. But at the same time it made all the sense in the world because you were kind and nice and funny and you were just you.
A couple of songs after you sat back again and found him watching at his phone, there was a question that had been lingering in your mind for a few weeks, one with an answer that could break your heart, but you still asked it.
“So, isn’t there anyone special?” you made a pause unsure if you should follow because in all honesty Oscar had never spoken with you about any girl he liked other than famous crushes, you then continued before you could regret “You know, someone you like?”.
“No” Oscar said and that was all, you knew he wasn’t one for words, but that response was awkward even for him.
Oscar was lying, but it’s not like he could tell you the truth because then you would ask more, and all his answers would lead to you somehow.
You didn’t know this, but you were becoming desperate of his attitude, you didn’t know if it was his lack of attention towards you or just everything about how he had been acting the hole day, you started thinking it was your fault but you hadn´t seen each other in days so it made no sense.
“Okay, what it’s going on? You’ve been acting strange all day and I need to know if it’s something I did” you said looking at him, he turned to you with a guilty face and sigh; he knew he wasn’t acting like he normally would, and it was all because of Logan or maybe just him being stupid.
A couple of days before Oscar had been telling Logan about your graduation and how bad he felt about not being capable to attend when his friend snapped at him “Mate how long will you keep going without telling her your feelings?”
“What are you talking about?” he asked like if he had no idea what the American meant, it was stupid given how everyone at the paddock though you two were dating and everyone, but you knew how madly in love with you he was.
“I get that you are terrified of losing her, but you can’t stay like this forever, I mean you’re gonna regret about it when she ends up dating with someone else” and with that he dropped the conversation but that stayed in the Australian’s mind for so long now looking at you he couldn’t help thinking about it.
He was there just looking at you and feeling so bad that he made you think it was somehow your fault he realised he had to tell at that moment.
“You did nothing wrong, I promise, but it’s just I can’t keep hiding my feelings for you” he said getting closer to you and then there it was again that tension and for a second you thought it was all in your mind and then he said those words “I love you, and not in a friendly way” and before you could even answer he closed the space between you two with a kiss, right in that moment you knew that he had lit that fuse you were ever so afraid but you couldn’t bring to care.
When the two of you separated you said the only words in your mind “I love you too”.
Summary: Your boyfriend just won an F1 race and after the celebration you wish he can win every other night.
Word count: 1k
Warnings: +18 MDNI, slightly smut
a/n: I think this sucks but i already wrote it and i wanted to post somethink for Lando's first win even if it's a bit late.
The last few laps felt like a torture to you, you knew everyone else in the team felt the same way even if they were trying to act like if it was a completely normal race and so were you trying not to jinx anything, the other side of the garage probably feeling no so well but you couldn’t care less, the last time something like this happened had been only a couple of years ago but it felt like an eternity and it also made you feel so stressed because of how it had ended. Then he crossed the finish line.
Now Lando had just won a race for the first time in his life and it felt better that almost everything in his life, of course nothing compared to the happiness being around you gave him but he would say it was pretty close. On the radio he thanked his team, his parents and he dedicated the win to his grandma because he knew you would be there as soon as he got out of the car, Miami was one of the very few races this year your had assured you couldn´t be on but for some weird coincidence you had been able to made it just in time for the race like If destiny knew you had to be there for him when something like this happened.
He ran towards you and the team with feeling much more excited than ever in his life, much more knowing what was just about to happen.
You had cried so much, happy tears all over your face as you saw your boyfriend ran towards you, you thought there was no better feeling that the one of proudness you had right now, he kissed you and hugged you in a way you were almost sure wouldn´t get in a long time and then he throw himself to the team. When he was done with the hugs he went to the podium, you sticked to the team and then saw him on the top of the podium like you never had before, you were crying again but it didn´t mattered.
Later once he was done with the interviews he came in to celebrate a bit more in the garage, you knew no one on the team would be sleeping much after so amazing result and the celebration they were probably about to have but first he had to do meetings with the team, still there was one thing that could not miss and that was the team celebration, you saw from behind and then when you were about to return to Lando´s room Oscar appeared next to you.
“I´m sorry for your race, you deserved more” you said to him and he looked at you with a tint of sadness, he then started making you chit chat, you were good friends with him as well as with some other drivers but it didn´t meant you talked a lot or that frequently which made the situation a bit awkward.
“Oscar not to be rude but we should go back inside”.
“Or you could look behind you” he said with a grin so you did as told and found your boyfriend kneeling in front of you with a smile bigger than the one he had on the podium and a small box in his hands.
“You’re the love of my life and I can´t possibly imagine how it would be to live without you, I’ve been thinking about this for a while and it only makes sense to turn this into the best moment of life entirely, will you marry me?” before he was even done with the speech you were already crying once more and nodding with your head unable to speak, he was the love of your life and you were the love of his and there was no way the day could get any better after this.
Or maybe you were wrong, the two of you had ended up in a bar with all the papaya team as well as Oscar, Carlos and some more drivers, suddenly half the grid knew about the news of your engagement and McLaren was ready to post the proposal as soon as the celebrations for the victory were over, you were okay with that because the world had to know you were soon to be Miss Norris, still none of that mattered the moment you fiancé and you were back into his room and he kissed you eagerly.
You had known this is how the night was going to end because it’s how almost every night with a podium for Lando ended but the moment he started taking your dress off you knew it was going to be different.
He made you so hard not to beg, his hands tracing your body so slow it felt like torture and then his head went into the place in the middle of your legs, putting two fingers inside of you as his tongue found your clit, he knew exactly how to made you scream so loud you were sure the entire floor of the hotel could hear you but it didn’t really mattered as the waves of pleasure hit you.
Lando loved your moans, he loved he could see you this way when nobody else could and he loved how your hands grabbed his hair as he asked you for more, of course that turned him so much so when you were about to hit your third climax he stopped.
“Why did you stopped” you complained but he only gave you a smirk and then pulled down his boxers, that made you smile and then he filled you.
He kept going, you both liked experimenting and you knew he was everything but shy in bed but this was different than anything you two had done before and if that’s what it meant a victory then you hoped he would win every fucking race.
The next morning Lando and you went to have breakfast the two of you noticed how some of the team members looked at you, of course you were struggling to walk so Lando gave you support with his hand on your waist.
“So how you feel after your celebration?” Oscar asked him looking down at his food and for a moment you thought he was talking about the party but then he looked at the two of you with a knowing smirk and you realized he was in the room next door, still if you could relive the previous night you wouldn’t think twice.
