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Charles leclerc
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A Special Place In Hell - OP81
DARK FIC 18+ - Minors DNI- if you don't like this or the warnings/themes make you uncomfortable. I can't stress this enough, DO NOT READ THIS
Summary: Oscar meets a darling of a girl, and he wants her. But there's a moral compass in the way, good thing it's not his moral compass otherwise he might actually be swayed.
READ THESE Themes/warnings: Smut (oral, anal, toys), dubcon (she does agree to it all but it's not exactly something she's happy about) headpushing, gaslighting, coercion, lying, corruption kink, major manipulation, some soft!Oscar at points (he doesn't hate her), mention of losing virginity
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Y/n might be a virgin holding onto that hymen till marriage. But Oscar would have to withhold a laugh and mask it with a smirk if anyone genuinely tried to convince him or even comment on the suggestion she's innocent because of that. If anything, her determination to save herself till marriage has made her more tainted for the man who takes her virginity than had she have given it away to the first man who tried.
She may have been before Oscar met her, but she's certainly not anymore.
Oscar may or may not marry the young woman one day. He's not sure yet. But he knew going into this that he wasn't waiting till marriage to get his dick wet in her.
Hence how right now he's starting his day receiving head from her and god does she have a talent with it.
Sure one day he fully intends to claim the prize without marrying her, but for now he'll settle for other options that she naively believes maintain her virginity. Only if you mean in the literal sense that her hymen remains in tact. But given the things she's let Oscar do to her, she's certainly not the innocent virgin any man will be fooled into thinking he's getting.
Oscar groans pushing her down on his length to reach the furthest depth of her throat, a place that he knows he is the only to ever have touched.
"You take me so well." Oscar grunts feeling her throat closing, struggling around his length and if he weren't so deep he knows it'd actually be gagging but he's pushed himself part the point of her being able to properly gag. It just feels like she's milking it from him and when his cum shoots down her throat, he holds her there. More than aware she's almost definitely beginning to panic from lack of air.
He holds her there till he really feels her trying to fight his hold, something she usually doesn't do. As soon as he moves her hand from holding her, she shoots back as she coughs and gasps for breath.
"Sorry, baby. I got carried away." Oscar states with no sympathy or genuine apology in his tone. Then he reaches back picking up his phone and sighing. "Shit, I'm late. Right...I want you to prep and plug-size up from last time."
Y/n looks up from where she's still catching her breath and leaving, she doesn't look overly eager about doing as Oscar is instructing. The idea of anal isn't something she's been a fan of since Oscar first suggested it.
"Y/n, you understand?" Oscar questions noticing her silence.
"Yeah. I'll clean up and meet you there." Y/n nods, her voice definitely feeling what is almost certain bruising to her throat from his brutal treatment.
It wouldn't be the first time she's lost her voice as a result of Oscar's dick. But he really isn't all that sorry for it, if anything it's a turn on. Further evidence of how much he can ruin her for any man after him.
Not that he'll stop till he's touched the places even she's yet to explore.
"Ok, I'll see you later." Oscar smiles leaning down and kissing her softly while she smiles lightly from the action.
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Y/n tries not to wince as she walks through the paddock, she really hates the idea of anyone noticing.
By the time she gets to the McLaren unit. She smiles seeing Oscar with Mark but as soon as he spots her he excuses himself from the conversation.
"Hey, baby." Oscar smiles making her smile back and move towards him. "We're going on a track walk."
"Oh, I don't know if that's...just with what you asked for it's sort of uncomfortable to walk that much." Y/n admits making him look at her for a few beats.
"Come with me." Oscar instructs linking their hands and guiding her to his drivers room.
As soon as the door is closed she's spun and pressed into the surface with his hand pushing her dress up for access before she gasps, panicked when she feels his fingers at the flare of the plug, tugging it just enough that it's pulling against her as she tenses around it.
He leans in breath hitting her ear while she stares at her white-knuckled fist resting on the door, nails digging into her palms as she waits for him to finally pull it out.
"Stop tensing." Oscar whispers making her shiver ripple down her back. "I'm just making sure you put it in right. You didn't hurt yourself did you?"
"No."
"Then stop panicking. You're fine." Oscar sighs impatiently making her sigh as he drops her skirt down and moves over to his bathroom to wash his hand of the generous amount of lube she'd used.
"Sorry." Y/n mumbles turning around to face him again as she bites her lip a little.
"So you're coming out on the track walk." Oscar smiles the expression on his face telling her that she's not getting a choice in the matter. "Let's go."
"Yeah. Let's go." Y/n nods swallowing thickly before she looks at the man for a few minutes.
Y/n lets Oscar guide them both out of there and she walks out managing to make herself not look like she's quite so uncomfortable. It's really not a painful feeling but it's definitely not her first choice to be walking around with a butt plug in.
All because she wants to save her virginity for someone she marries.
-
Since y/n arrived pretty late in the day compared to Oscar and the track walk was one of the last things of the day. So it's no surprise that they take off pretty quickly too.
"All fours on the bed." Oscar smiles kissing a couple times just to make her more compliant. Not that she would actually refuse him but he doesn't like to be horrible to her and just treat her like shit, she's still human and his mum might not have raised him to treat her the way that he does. But equally, maybe he never expected to find the one woman on the planet who is so set on marrying as a virgin.
Y/n presses her chest down, trying to temper herself as she closes her eyes and just focuses on staying relaxed. It's what's going to get her through it.
She feels her dress be pushed up and since she wasn't wearing underwear this whole day. Oscar's fingers easily access the plug that's snuggly between her cheeks.
"Good girl." Oscar soothes pausing as his fingers tap the flat of the base before his fingers slide down to her pussy that is just dripping with need for attention. "You know it's not too late to change your mind. I’ll enjoy it either way, but you might enjoy it much more the other way.”
Truth be told Oscar wants both tonight. Now she's laid out right in front of him he absolutely will need to take any virginity she has.
"No. This is going to be good." Y/n states making Oscar hum as his fingers glide through the wetness that is increasing by the second.
"Good."
Y/n keeps her breath steady as she feels Oscar easy the plug out of her and his moan at the sight almost makes her jump, though not as much as the feeling of him dragging his finger up from her pussy to spread the wetness.
"Please use lube too." Y/n mutters out quickly and Oscar does comply, if only for his own comfort too.
He's somewhat hoping she doesn't enjoy this, if only to give him the better chance at taking her virginity which is the ultimate goal. It almost definitely of those "I want it because I can't have it" and once he has it, it'll mean nothing.
"Ready?" Oscar asks making her grunt a yes clearly gritting her teeth in a battle of keeping her body relaxed while she's actually completely stressed out.
Y/n does lurch forward feeling him press against her but his hands are quick to hold her in place, he at least wants the tip in before he's giving her a moment to adjust.
"O-Oscar, I don't know-"
"I'm in, you really want to me to stop now?" Oscar questions knowing he's being cruel in the way he's asking that and the tone he's using but the woman can't be serious. "Just let me get full in and give it a few minutes if it hurts, we stop."
He chooses his wording wisely, he's going to make sure it's not an option with it hurting as a reason to stop.
He continues sliding into her, the feeling of her ass wrapped around him is like nothing he's ever felt before and honestly, he might struggle to maintain the self control he needs to right now. It's better than he'd ever imagined. But somehow he maintains a steady push till his fully seated in her.
"Fuck, y/n. You feel incredible." Oscar states in a voice that so heavy with lust she almost doesn't recognise it.
Y/n on the other hand doesn't feel the appeal of this. It's not hurting but it's certainly not comfortable. Was saving her virginity where she has the chance of feeling even half as good as Oscar clearly feels in this moment really worth this?
Oscar's too caught up to ask if she's ready, he starts moving while she presses her face into the bed, trying to focus on the good. It's not comfortable, it's not like what she looked up about it slowing feeling good if you just try to go in with the right mindset. Lies.
The feeling of his balls hitting her pussy that is appreciate even just such minuscule attention.
"Y/n." Oscar moans and actually that makes her tighten in appreciation of the fact that even if she's definitely not enjoying this, he definitely is.
Oscar picks up the speed after a few minutes and she chokes on her breath, whimpering and gripping at the sheets as she can't stop herself tensing up. The tightness combine with the new speed unlocks a much more feral side which does leave a bit of a burn and actually it feels like the depth his hitting is really making her stomach flip. Oscar is by no means a small man in dick size and he's proving to want to prove that by touching parts of her that she could never reach.
The sounds are probably the worst part, Oscar doesn't seem bothered by the skin slapping but the wet noise is really making her grimace.
As he closes in on his climax, he continues slamming in and out of her then stopping with a final thrust that does make her wince with a sting before she feels a hot rush inside of her, the feel so unfamiliar and hot and stick but she can't decide if it's the worst feeling of it all or least of the worst. It does mean that he's done.
"Fuck. That was the best experience of my life." Oscar grunts spreading her cheeks before easing himself out, though honestly if he could live with the permanent feeling of her wrapped around him, he'd definitely do it.
Seeing his cum leak back out of her is definitely a sight worth remembering forever.
-
One time turned into multiple times, sometimes going two or three times a day and honestly y/n isn't finding anymore comfort or pleasure in it than the first time. Even if it is getting sort of easier.
She's wavering. She's losing the ability to say that her virginity is worth preserving. Oscar isn't stupid and he can see her wavering every time but he's going to enjoy his privilege while he's got it and if the day comes soon that she decides she'll let him finally just take her virgnity.
"You look like you're in deep thought." Oscar comments as they get back to his apartment and he steps up behind her kissing her neck, giving away his intentions.
"Yeah..." Y/n mumbles with a thick swallow. Breaking point tittering on the edge.
"Well I think you just need to relax." Aka he'll feel relaxed, she won't.
Unless...
"Oscar...I've been thinking." Y/n states questioning if she's really going do this. Throw her goal that she set herself as soon as she knew it sex was a thing.
"Yeah?"
To put it lightly, Oscar has somewhat been pushing her towards this decision, hoping that her breaking point would come soon.
"I think I want you to take my virginity." Y/n mumbles, and despite her wishing she wanted to take the words back as soon as they left her mouth. She definitely isn't feeling great about it.
"Really? You want me to?" Oscar asks in a faux surprise. "I thought you were waiting till marriage."
"Yeah I was but...I mean it was a stupid rule." Y/n shrugs before she turns around. "Will you do it?"
"Of course I will."
And he won't apologise for it later if she regrets it.
Secrets Unveiled - Charles LeClerc
↳pairing: Charles LeClerc x SainzTwin!Reader ↳summary: The one where you find yourself in love with your brother’s teammate, who also happens to be your best friend. After years of pining and flirting, fyour feelings finally lead to action ↳warnings: sexual content (minors dni), oral (male!receiving), smut, p in v, 18+ content! ↳word count: 6K
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The soft, distant sound of the music in the background entered your ears as you took a sip of your wine, swaying along to the music while sitting on a bar stool. You were currently at the bar in the hotel y'all were staying after a pretty enjoyable race day.
The interviews you had done with the drivers were done quite soon, so after it you and a few drivers had decided to meet up in the hotel bar so you guys could go clubbing afterwards. Quite a few of the drivers were joining, including your twin and a few of the drivers that have become good friends of yours.
One of them being Lando Norris, your ex boyfriend. You guys broke up on friendly terms and actually stayed pretty good friends. The both of you have dated for about 6 months, but both came to the conclusion that you were more friend material to eachother and split up around a year ago. After that you just went back to being friends, joking around all the time.
The other that was joing was Charles, your best friend... which you might have been having feelings for a long time. You were never gonna admit that to him tho, because you were absolutely sure that he would never reciprocate those feelings. Yes, your friendship was really flirty and Charles always called you nicknames, but that's just how Charles is, you always tell yourself. You honestly believe he's just very flirty, since you don't wanna get your hopes up.
It was a hand on your shoulder that pulled you out of your thoughts "Ready to go?" you heard Carlos say to you as you turned your head towards your brother.
You gave him a nod, stood up from your seat and pulled your skirt down a little, since it rode up a bit due to you sitting. You were wearing a wearing a rather fancy outfit. You were wearing a black body with a v neck to show off some cleavage, a short black leather dress, paired with a pair of black heels. It was a bit more extravagant than you were normally going for, but you decided you wanted to feel secure about yourself and this outfit definitely had that effect on yourself.
The other reason for the revealing outfit was the fact that it was currently mid summer and it was still very warm in the evenings "Are you really gonna wear that tonight?" Carlos said to you as he checked out your outfit. Then something clicked in his brain. Charles, he was coming too. You never admitted it to him in words, but you were his twin, he saw right through you "You're wearing it for him, aren't you?" he smirked, putting the emphasis on the word him.
You rolled your eyes and scoffed, nice.. protective twin in the building. If you were honest with yourself, it was short. But you didn't really get why it was that big of a problem, since you also modelled and that meant a lot less clothing, but Carlos' excuse to that was that that was a different setting and atmosphere, not a club filled with men "Por Dios, Carlos... first of all I'm 28, I'm allowed to wear what I want. Second of all, it's not even that short. And third, why would I dress up for Charles?" you replied, accidentally outing yourself, causing the man in front of you to smirk "Ha! I knew it! You're in love with him"
"Huh? What are you talking about? You were the one asking about... oh fuck me.." you said, realizing midway that Carlos very clearly said 'him' and not said person in question, Charles LeClerc.
You shot a look over your brother's shoulder and spotted Charles and Pierre standing in the opening of the door, the monegasque boy's eyes already locked onto your figure. You shot him a cheeky smile and waved at him "Let's go, the others are waiting" you told your twin, trying to move on from the subject, pretending that you didn't hear what Carlos said.
Charles swallowed hard as he saw you wave at him. He saw what you were wearing and it made him feel things he couldn't control. The outfit was accentuating your curves in all the right ways. Charles has had feelings for you for as long as he can remember. Back in 2018 when he first joined the formula 1 was the first time he layed eyes on you. It started out as an innocent crush, but eventually turned out into something way deeper, more complicated. It broke his heart back when you started seeing Lando. He tried to get over you then, it only being backfired because of that. He was happy for you, but he could also say he was exceptionally delighted when you broke up. He was utterly in love with you, as well as extremely sexually attracted to you. It didn't help his case that you had a very touchy friendship, making the monasques skin feel on fire every second he was around you. The other issue why he didn't dare to act on his feelings was your brother, because he was pretty sure he wouldn't really be delighted by the idea of Charles dating you.
He was currently staring at you while you were talking to his teammate, stuck in a daze. He felt his blood rush to a particular part of his body, a breath he didn't notice he was holding leaving his lips. He heard Pierre clear his throat next to him "Stop undressing her with your eyes" the french guy said with a laugh "I know she's hot, but you're being too obvious.. Or have you finally found the courage to kiss her tonight?"
Charles shot him a glare and gave him a punch in the shoulder "How often do I have to remind you that she doesn't feel the same way?" he said a little frustrated.
"Charles... have you not seen the way she looks at you?"
"Whatever you say... now shut up! She's coming over" he hushed his friend, combing a hand through his messy hair, the other resting in the pockets of his trousers. A moment later you gave Pierre a quick hug, greeting him with a small smile. You moved over to Charles, engulfing him in a hug, your arms draped around his neck. The boy relaxed instantly in your hold, his hands resting on your hips "Hi" you whispered. Your breath tickling the skin of his neck, sending shivers down his spine. He inhaled the scent of your sweet perfume as he buried his head in the crook of your neck. To you both the hug seemed to last as long as any other hug with a friend, but to the outside world it was as if the hug between the two of you lasted longer that was normal for best friends. You pulled away when you heard the chuckle of your brother behind you, awarding him with a light smack on his chest "Cállate!" (shut up!) you whispered to him in spanish. sending him a deathly glare. If Carlos was gonna tease you about Charles the entire evening, it was gonna be a long long night.
You walked through the door, making your between Charles and Pierre "Let's go boys!" you said happily as you looked back at them over your shoulder. The boys did as you said and joined you on the way to the nightclub. Charles looked let out a deep breath and fidgeted with the collar of his dress shirt as he looked at Pierre "Cette femme va causer ma mort" (This woman is gonna be the death of me) he said in french to Pierre, earning a chuckle from his friend.
••••
The nightclub you were at was filled to the brim, people bumping into eachother everywhere. The music blasting through the speakers was giving you just the right amount of serotonin. It was Måneskin playing, which has become your absolute favorite band. You knew every piece of lyrics to their songs. Including the Italian ones, since you were fluent in Italian as well. You were currently dancing to one of their songs with George and Pierre, raising your glass filled with your cocktail in the air. You were swaying your hips to the music, every once in a while shooting a look over at Charles. He was sitting on a barstool with a drink in his hand, talking to your brother. You send him a smile as you continued dance to the song, the three of you all pretty close together. You were all quite drunk already and you knew it wouldn't be long until it would be a wise decision to go back to the hotel. The italian words of the lyrics from Morirò da Re leaving your lips effortless as you sang along to the song. Pierre places his hand on your lower back, moving his ear closer to your ear whispering "Don't let Charles hear you sing in Italian, because I'm pretty sure he wouldn't be able to keep his hands off of you" ending with a smirk "We both know he has a thing for the Italian language"
You scoff "Nice one, Gasly. We both know Charles doesn't see me that way" you reply to him with a soft chuckle, causing him to shake his head. Both you and Charles were the most oblivious people on earth. He found it amusing to see how the both of you were convinced of being just friends, when the sexual tension between the both of you was visible to anyone else. George, who was still dancing with you from behind you, laughed at the interaction between you and Pierre "Sainz.. haven't you seen him looking at us dancing the entire time?" he chuckled at you.
George grabbed your forearm and spun you around, hands finding your waist "Play along and check out Charles' reaction" he whispered as he lowered his hands to your hips. He helped you move, both dancing along to the rythm of the music as he placed his head in the crook of your neck. George knew you wouldn't mind him doing this, because you were always a bit of a flirty person with some people when you were single.
George turned the both of you around a little so you had your vision directed towards Charles. You looked directly into his eyes, just to see that he indeed was already looking at you. He looked frustrated, a little on edge. You could see him downing his drink in one go "You see it now, Sainz?" he whispered in your ear. Pierre laughed at the sight, now positioned behind you due to George turning you around. You on the other hand, were still not convinced about it "Just drag him out of his seat and onto the dancefloor. So you can experience it for yourself"
"I don't think he'll try anything, even if it was the case..." you said as you finished the last bit of your drink "Carlos is here, so I don't think he even dares to" you chuckle.
Pierre laughs again at your innocence "I dont think you know how much of a sucker he is for girls speaking Italian" he said with a laugh. Honestly, he wanted to say that Charles would probably be a sucker for you speaking Italian. But he wasn't about to do all the work for his friends, he had to leave a little bit of work left for them "Now, quick, before the song is finished"
You roll your eyes at them both, removing yourself from George's hold to make your way over to Charles "I'm sorry hermano, but I'm stealing this one from you" you giggled to Carlos as you took Charles' glass out of his hand and put both your and his glass on the bar. You took him hand in yours and dragged him with you towards the dancefloor "Dance with me, LeClerc" you said as you took him with you to where you were before with the boys.
Charles protested at first, but quickly let it go once he felt your arms wrap around his neck. He let his arms rest on your waist, not daring to let them go lower. He felt extremely nervous and on edge around you today. Normally he was pretty loose and smooth, even considered quite a flirt, but today it was different. Multiple things where the cause of that. First of all the tight, body hugging, revealing dress you wore, the other him seeing George and you dancing way to close and sensually... but also one other thing. Something that Carlos said, it gave him a little hope. Carlos admitted, probably because of the alcohol, that you've called Charles astonishingly sexy once when Carlos and you were discussing your opinion about the fellow drivers.
You took a step closer to Charles while you let your hands travel over the expanse of his back, feeling his toned muscles through his dress shirt. You smiled at him, swaying your hips again to the beat of the music. You sang along to the lyrics while looking directly into his eyes "Amore accanto a te, baby accanto a te, Io morirò da re" (Love beside you, baby beside you, I'll die as a king)
Charles felt his breath hitch in his throat, shivers running down his spine as he tried to keep his composure. He had to try everything in his power to not to just kiss you then and there "How come I never knew your Italian was this good while I'm your best friend that is fluent in Italian?" he asked you to distract himself, a smile on his face.
You smiled at him, tracing random patterns on his back with your fingers "Don't know actually. Never came up apparently. I'm fluent in it, just as Carlos is" you replied casually "We've always talked English together, so I never really thought about it"
Charles smiled back at you and moved his hand to cup your cheek and carress the skin with his thumb "Well, you should talk more Italian to me, amore"
Your feel a blush creep upon your cheeks, hoping that Charles only concludes it's from the amount of alcohol you had. You send him a cute smile which makes his heart skip a beat as you smile at him "I always keep forgetting you're trilingual" you whisper as you moved your hands from his back towards his chest. He felt them moving towards the buttons of his dress shirt, fiddling with the button to open it "Gotta keep this one open Charles.. the girls like that better. It looks more sexy" you spoke softly, sounding way more sensual than you intended to. You said the girls, but were actually referring to yourself. You saw something in his eyes that you couldn't quite place, was it lust? Was it something else? It couldn't be, you were just best friends, right?
The monegasque driver in front of you licked his lip and spun you around in your arms in once smooth motion, pressing your ass flush against his front, his arms now on your hips. He lowered his lips to your ear, the soft skin brushing against it "Does this feel better than when George did it, mon amour?" He whispered, his accent thicker than usual tbecause of the alcohol.
You were at a complete loss of words and felt your body burn. You bit your lip to hold back a moan and let your head fall backwards on his shoulder. Once you got yourself together again, you grinded your ass against his front again, feeling Charles getting harder "Are you jealous, LeClerc?" you whispered in his ear "Because it seems like you are"
Charles couldn't hold back a groan and grabbed your hips tighter "So, you think you can have me?" he asks you in a smug tone, a smirk on his face.
A surge of confidence dawned on you and the only reason you dared to do this was the fact that you had way too much alcohol and were pretty drunk. You turned yourself back around in his arms, guiding his hands to your ass. Quickly you moved your own to the front of his jeans, trying to not make it too obvious to the public eye, giving his hard on a light squeeze through the fabric of his jeans "I mean... Couldn't I?" you whispered, the arousal coating your tone.
"Oh.. merde" charles spoke in a hoarse whisper as he felt himeslf harden even more, feeling like he could just come then and there because of the tension.
"Yes...?" you started, moving your lips to his neck as they ever so gently grazed over the exposed skin "or no?"
To Charles it seemed like everyone in the room had left, because you were the only one that he could see. He felt your lips against his neck and tried to supress the groans he wanted to let out. He was aroused to the point that it physically hurt. If he was being honest with himself, he had no clue if you were only saying this because you were drunk, because you wanted to hook up with him or if you had feelings for him. It confused him greatly, but he was enjoying this moment nonetheless. He tried to savor this moment for as long as he could, so Charles lets out a sigh and whispers "Yes.."
'There is that hoarse whisper again' you thought to yourself and you felt the heat pool between your legs. You pulled away and looked Charles directly in his eyes and felt yourself lean in. Charles' hands moved up to your face, cupping your cheeks in the most gentle way, wondering if you were actually gonna kiss him? If it actually was happening.
Right when your lips were about to touch, you felt Lando pull your arm and pull you away from Charles, much to your displeasure "Lando, what the fuck?" you groaned in a frustrated tone. Charles cleared his throat, scratching the back of his neck, shooting a questioning look to the McLaren driver in front of them.
"I'm sorry to interrupt your moment, I really am... But I really need your help. Carlos is wasted and he can't even walk anymore... we need to get him back to the hotel and he literally refuses to go, unless we take you with us" he sighs, sounding tired from the effort.
A groan left your lips "Ugh... estúpido" (idiot) you whisper yelled as you rolled your eyes at the thought of your brothers state "Where is he?"
"Outside" Lando replies, pleading you to come with him.
You redirected your gaze to Charles and shot him an apologetic look "I'm sorry" you said as you pursed your lips "I understand if you wanna stay here with Pierre and George, but I gotta help him out" you softly spoke as you pointed at the two other driver that were still drinking at the bar.
Thankfully he answered it with a small smile and shook his head "No need to, I'll join you. Let's get my jacket first tho, not gonna let you walk outside in the cold wearing only that" he said, pointing to your dress.
••••
Once you were back at the hotel Lando and you told Charles and Alex that you could take it from there and lead him back to his hotelroom from there. Quickly giving them both of hug before going to the right floor. The both of you dropped Carlos in his bed, seeing your brother fall asleep immediately once his head hit his pillow. You let out a huff, bending down to take of your brothers shoes. You felt Lando's eyes bore into you and you looked over your shoulder "What?" you asked him innocently.
Lando chuckled "Well, aren't you mad I interrupted your intimate moment with Charles?" he asked, honestly wondering what your answer was.
You sighed a little as you slid the covers over your twinbrother "Of course I am, but I think it's for the better" you softly said, hurt lacing your voice "Charles was pretty drunk and so was I, it was probably just the alcohol. I don't think he'd ever wanna kiss me when he's sober"
Lando knew you were lying about the first part of your remark. He knew you too good for that, perks of being your ex boyfriend. He was totally okay with you having feeling to other boys, because you were better off as friends, but it hurt him to see you like this. He placed a hand on your shoulder "You really like him, don't you?" he said carefully.
You gave him a little nod as you hid your mouth in the collar of the jacket that you borrowed from Charles. You inhaled the scent of his perfume that was still lingering on there and smiled a little, quickly wearing off to the realisation of him may not reciprocating his feelings. You looked back at Lando "I don't know what to do with it. The moment we had in the club wasn't really something to give me clarity. For all it could have been just out of lust, he could've seen it as a one night stand kind of thing"
The McLaren driver raked a hand through his curly hair and shook his head "I see the way he looks at you, y/n.. I think you should go talk to him"
••••
You made your way over to Charles hotelroom, intending to return his jacket to him. Once you arrived at his door, you paused for a little, thinking about Lando's words. Maybe it would be a good time to bring it up when you're there. You still had the spare keycard to his hotelroom from a few days earlier, so you used that to open the door.
As you pushed down the handle and entered the hallway of his room, you heard the sound of running water and loud ragged breathing coming from the bathroom.
You directed your gaze towards there and saw the door ajar, giving you the abilty to peek through the opening and saw the silhouette of Charles in the shower behind the curtain. You didn't really comprehend what was happening, but it was the moment that you heard a soft moan coming from the monegasque driver, that you realized he was pleasuring himself. It send arousal straight to your lower regions.
The arousal made it impossible for you to think straight and made you unable to make the wise decision to leave, so you stayed were you were glued in place, listening to the sounds he made. He was very, very vocal and you enjoyed it every second of it. You had to stay as silent as you could, but it was difficult. All you could look at was the silhouette of Charles behind the curtain, how his hand was moving up and down. Even only a shadow was enough to make the heat pool between your legs. It was a private occasion and you knew you shouldn't be standing there and keep watching. You knew that walking away would be the right thing to do, but you simply couldn't get yourself to move.
You couldn't help but wonder what or who he was thinking about. There was this tiny spark of hope that it was you, after all the both of you did share quite a moment back at the club. But it couldn't be you, could it? It should be someone else then.. Could it be about anyone you knew? The thought of it caused a spark of jealousy to course through you.
That particular question was answered quickly when you suddenly heard him moan "Oh.. merde.. y/n" It was then when you were not able to supress your moans anymore and it just slipped from your lips, causing you to cover your mouth with your hands, hoping he didn't notice.
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-15 minutes ealier-
Charles entered his hotelroom and almost immediately made his way to the bathroom to splash water in his own face. He looked at himself in the mirror, seeing his face still flushed. He could't stop his brain from replaying the memories of what happened between the two of you at the nightclub and it made him go insane. Half of Charles was extremely frustrated at Lando for interupting the moment you two shared, because the monegasque driver was feeling estatic about the fact that he finally was gonna kiss you. The other half was extremely sexually frustrated and painfully hard. His dick straining against the fabric of his jeans.
He tried to think of something else to take his mind off of you, but nothing was succesful. This was something that was quite usual for him actually. Eversince he started developing feelings for you, you always unintentionally turned him on. Charles always tried to make it go away, because he knew it was inappropriate to have these kind of feelings about his best friend, who also happens to be his teammate's twinsister. Normally he was able to find a distraction or just wait for it to go away, but today was not in his favor. Charles opted for a cold shower, to see if that could help him get rid of it, but that didn't work either. Today was different, so Charles gave up trying and slid his hand down towards his member, wrapping his hand around is, letting out a whimper at the touch.
The images of your beautiful body flash through his mind as he started working harder on his dick, precum already leaking from the tip. Charles breathing got ragged quickly from the arousal that was rising even more and more. The racing driver closed his eyes and threw his head back, the back of his head leaning against the tiles as he moaned out loud "Oh.. merde.. y/n"
-Present time-
Charles' body shuddered in pleasure as he tried to imagine it was you touching him, instead of his own hand. Your delicate hands wrapping itself around his cock, working on him in just the perfect tempo. He imagined you wearing the most beautiful lace lingerie, just for him "fuck.." he groaned.
The Monegasque driver was so engulfed in his own fantasy, that he didn't even notice that someone walked into his hotelroom, until he heard the shower curtain ruffling.
Charles opened his eyes and saw none other than you standing in front of him, the dress you were wearing slowly soaking in the water from the shower. Charles eyes widened and coughed awkwardly as he tried to cover himself up, a little embarrassed about what you've just witnessed.
He really wanted to say something, but no words were leaving his mouth, so he ownly swallowed thickly. Your dress was so soaked by now, that it was even tighter than it was before and hugged your curves in all the right ways. He could feel his cock twitching against his hand due to it. Charles didn't what to do, he couldn't read your intentions. He didn't dare to do a thing.
You on the other hand were suddenly feeling very confident "Hi" you whispered as you closed the distance between the two of you. Your lips ghosted over Charles' lips, causing his breath to hitch.
The monegaqsue felt his heartbeat quicken as the tension between the two of you rose. Charles wanted to pin you against the wall and fuck you until you could do nothing else than moan out his name. He didn't dare to make a move tho, afraid he wouldn't be able to hold himself back. He didn't want to ruin the chance he had with you.
You on the other hand had absolutely no trouble with your confidence today and within a few seconds you dropped yourself down on your knees and looked up at Charles through your lashes "Fuck..." he groaned, a moan escaping his lips. Charles found the sight in front of him absolutely stunning. The way you looked up at him was almost enough to make him cum from the sight alone "Y/n.. what are you...." he tried to say, but was quickly cut short by your words
"Shh, let me make you feel good" you whispered softly. You brought your hands towards his legs, one around the back for support, the other went up to his throbbing member. He was big... you weren't sure how that was supposed to fit, but you would definitely figure something out. You wrapped your hand around the base of his cock and moved up and down a few times in gentle strokes, eliciting a shaky breath from Charles "Oh merde... yes... y/n.." he whispered between breaths "So good.."
His reaction gave you enough motivation, so you moved your head closer towards him and licked a stripe up the underside of his cock, making Charles a panting, moaning mess. His hands went straight to your hair, tangling his fingers through your locks. Waves of electricity shooting through his body as he felt your lips wrap around him, sucking on his tip "Cherie.. you're doing so wonderful"
The brunette monegasuqe driver was vocal and you absolutey loved it. It made you wanna test him more, see how far you could take him before he lost his self control. So you took him in as deep as you could, your eyes watering from how deep it was. Charles gasped from it, a loud and gutteral moan escaping his lips as he gripped onto your soaked locks tighter "Mon amour.. fuck.. I'm close... if you want me to last, you gotta stop" he panted, trying to keep himself from tipping over the edge.
You removed your mouth from him and looked up at him "Well, you better try your best then, because im not planning on stopping this anytime soon" you smirked, before quickly taking him back in your mouth to suck even harder "Putain.. you're such a tease, Sainz" he laughed, releasing another moan afterwards.
Charles pulled back and let his cock slip out of your mouth. Eventhough he really wanted to keep this going, he wanted to last this a little longer. The brunette pulled you up on your feet again and flipped the both of you around so that your back was against the tiles and he was leaning against you "That was an interesting turn of events" he whispered, his lips only millimeters away from yours.
"Well, I only came here to return your jacket..." you replied in a sassy tone, tightening your legs around his body, your hands moving to wrap around his neck.
Charles chuckled "Yet here you are, in my bathroom, sucking me off" he said, moving his hands to the zipper of your dress, making your breath hitch in your throat "Charles, fuck me" your words came out as a plea. Begging him to do something.
That plea was exactly what did it for Charles. He snapped. His confidence came back to him and he crashed his lips onto yours, kissing you with all the passion he had. He completely ignored the zipper he was working on and just ripped the dress off of you as if it was made of paper. He was immediately greeted with your lingerie, a stunning ferrari red color.
Charles gulped at the sight "You are so hot, mon amour" slipped from his lips, while he watched you remove your bra and panties.
Charles moved his hands to the back of your thighs and lifted you up and hoisted you up against the wall, pressing his naked body against yours.
A moan left your lips as he started kissing your neck, making goosebumps appear along the way. No boy ever had the effect on you that Charles has. Ever.
Your moans get louder as you feel Charles slightly rocking his hips against you "Are you okay with this?" He asks you softly while pulling his face away from your neck to look you in the eyes, not wanting to make you do anything you didnt want to.
You nodded as you reciprocated the action by rocking your hips over his member "Words, cherie, I need your words" he asked despretalely, panting from all the adrenaline.
“Charles.. F-Fuck me.. please" you begged him. You tightened your arms around his neck to bring his face closer to yours, kissing him again. Charles groaned at the feeling and slipped his tongue between your lips to deepen the kiss, while at the same time slowly entering you with his throbbing member.
You were wet, soaking wet, so his member slipped in easily, making you huff out an incoherent string of pleas and moans. Charles thrusted into you, fingers curling into the flesh of your thighs, moaning into your kiss. The kiss was filthy and wild, but also full of passion and love.
He pulled away to catch his breath, letting his head rest on your shoulder while peppering it with kisses, his thrusts slowly picking up the pace 'God.. y/n, I've waited so long for this" Charles breathed, his cheeks flushed red by now. He was shuddering, trying to keep himself in check. He was dangerously close already, which he knew was very quick, but he couldn't help it.
You threw your head back, the gasp of pleasure leaving your lips "Me too" you replied, tightening around his member, feeling his cock twitch inside of you.
Charles was kissing you everywhere. On your neck, your shoulders, your breasts. All the while he strings of moans and groans were escaping his lips. The mere idea of you doing all that to him, made you shudder with pleasure. Your orgasm coming closer, almost there already. Charles could feel it, he knew you were close, His hands around your thighs tightened and his pace quickened, fucking you harder "God.. Charles.. You're so good.. I want you so bad"
"Oh merde, y/n, I'm so close...'' he whispered, his forehead resting against yours. He lifted you off his cock, before slamming himself right back into you, hitting all the right spots
“So am I, Charles.." you moaned out, gripping on his hair with your fingers. The feeling of that making him feel even closer than before. Charles tried to pull out of you, not knowing if you were okay with him cumming inside of you, but you pulled him back. You clenched your muscles around him and looked him in the eyes "Charles, cum for me" you whispered, the pleasure visible due to your blown pupils.
That did it for him. His orgasm came crashing over him like a waterfall and he spilled into you with full force, tumbling you over the edge as well. Your body overrides with pleasure as you reach your high. You press your lips against Charles' one last time, before resting your head against his forehead "Damn.. that was amazing" you panted.
Charles smiled at you as he slips out of you, letting you slide on your feet again and pull you into his arms to hug you tight. He moves his lips towards your ear "Please be my girlfriend" he pleads in a whisper. You chuckle at him and place your hand on his cheek to turn his face towards yours "There's nothing I would love more that being your girlfriend, Charles" you said, sealing your words with a loving kiss.
Speeding Bonds: A Sainz Siblings Story
This is my first F1 fanfiction, and I'm excited to share it with you all! It's a bit short, but I hope you enjoy it nonetheless. Your feedback means a lot to me, so if you like what you read, let me know! If there's interest, I'll definitely add more to the story. Thanks for taking the time to check it out!
Character: Name: Ji-min Sainz Age: 23
Background: Ji-min was adopted from South Korea into the Sainz family when she was just a baby. Growing up in Spain, she was immersed in Spanish culture but always felt a connection to her Korean roots. She has a warm relationship with her adoptive family.
Ji-min discovered her passion for music at a young age and pursued it fervently. She auditioned for a talent agency in Barcelona and was selected to be a part of a five-member girl group called "Eclipse." Despite her busy schedule as a K-pop idol.
Meanwhile, her older Carlos Sainz Jr. was making a name for himself in the world of Formula 1 racing. Their paths rarely crossed due to their different careers and lifestyles, but Ji-min secretly followed Carlos's races, feeling proud of his achievements yet also envious of the attention and recognition he received.
As Ji-min's popularity as a K-pop idol soared, she kept her family background a secret, fearing that it might overshadow her own accomplishments and potentially cause unwanted attention. However, deep down, she yearned to connect with her brother.
The story:
SMS
Ji-min: Hey Carlos, it's Ji-min. Hope you're doing awesome today! 🌟
Carlos: Ji-min! What's up, little sis? 😄 Everything good on your end?
Ji-min: Yeah, all good here! Hey, I was actually wondering... would it be cool if I came to one of your races? I've been dying to see you in action, big bro! 🏎️💨
Carlos: Of course it's cool, Ji-min! I'd love to have you there cheering me on. But... are you okay with everyone knowing we're family? I mean, it's kind of a big deal to go public with this stuff.
Ji-min: Totally cool with it, Carli! I've been wanting to shout it from the rooftops for ages. 😄 Plus, I'm super proud of you, big bro! Let's show the world what the Sains siblings are made of!
Carlos: Haha, you're the best, Ji-min! Thanks for always having my back. 😊 Alright then, I'll hook you up with a pass for the race. Get ready for the full VIP treatment!
Ji-min: Woo-hoo! VIP treatment, here I come! 🌟 Thanks a million, Carli. You're the best big bro a girl could ask for!
Carlos: Anytime, Ji-min! Can't wait to see you at the race, little sis. Get ready for some serious fun!
Ji-min: Counting down the days big bro! Vamos!
The day of the race:
At the Australian Grand Prix 2024
Ji-min made her way through the bustling crowds, the sun beating down on her as she walked. She was dressed in a simple sundress, a soft pastel blue that fluttered gently in the warm breeze. The fabric flowed loosely around her figure, offering comfort and ease as she navigated through the throngs of people.
A pair of oversized sunglasses shielded her eyes from the bright sunlight, partially concealing her face and adding a touch of mystery to her appearance. She pulled her hair back into a loose ponytail, strands of dark hair framing her delicate features.
Despite the casual attire, Ji-min moved with a graceful confidence, her steps light and purposeful as she weaved her way through the crowd. She kept her head down slightly, avoiding direct eye contact to minimize attention as she made her way towards the VIP area.
Occasionally, she caught snippets of excited chatter from nearby fans discussing the upcoming race and the drivers competing in it. Ji-min couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement coursing through her veins as she neared the entrance, her heart pounding with anticipation.
As she reached the designated entrance for VIP guests, Ji-min took a deep breath, her excitement bubbling beneath the surface. With a confident smile, she presented her pass to the security personnel and stepped inside, ready to witness her big brother's momentous victory firsthand.
Her eyes scanning the crowd for any sign of her brother. She was so absorbed in her search that she didn't notice the people around her, her gaze moving to her phone screen as she typed out a message to Carlos.
"Hey Carli, just arrived. Where are you? "
Lost in her phone, Ji-min didn't notice the figure approaching until it was too late. With a sudden jolt, she collided with someone, nearly dropping her phone in the process.
"Oh, I'm so sorry!" she exclaimed, looking up to see who she had bumped into.
Standing before her was none other than Lando Norris, one of the drivers competing in the race. Ji-min's eyes widened in surprise, recognizing him instantly from his racing gear and signature smile.
Lando grinned apologetically, his blue eyes sparkling with amusement. "No worries! "
Ji-min nodded, feeling a blush creeping up her cheeks. Sorry for not paying attention."
Lando chuckled, waving off her apology. "Not a problem at all." giving her a friendly nod before continuing on his way.
As Ji-min watched him disappear into the crowd, she couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement coursing through her veins. Little did she know, her encounter with Lando was just the beginning of an unforgettable day at the races.
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Ji-min's heart raced as she finally spotted her brother amidst the hustle and bustle of the Ferrari garage. Carlos stood surrounded by his team, his familiar smile lighting up his face as he greeted them with enthusiasm.
"Carli!" Ji-min exclaimed, weaving her way through the crowd until she reached him. "There you are! I've been looking all over for you."
Carlos turned towards her, his eyes lighting up with delight as he caught sight of his little sister. "Ji-min! I'm so glad you made it!" he exclaimed, pulling her into a tight embrace.
Wrapped in her brother's arms, Ji-min felt a rush of warmth and contentment wash over her. It had been too long since they last saw each other, and she cherished every moment they spent together.
"I wouldn't miss it for the world," Ji-min replied, pulling back to look at Carlos with a beaming smile.
They spent the next few minutes catching up, exchanging stories and sharing laughs as they soaked in the atmosphere of the race day. Ji-min couldn't help but feel a surge of pride as she watched her brother interact with his team, his passion for racing shining through in every word and gesture.
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