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chalamvts · 2 months ago

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hey bestieeee, i am craving some oscar fics after the win!! I was thinking maybe something to do with when people say oscar doesn’t show any emotions or rarely smiles, is stoic. And like to his gf is so funny because when he is with her, he is so different compared to the way he shows himself on the press. He is (obviously) more comfortable, he is more relaxed, funny, maybe a bit clingy, idk whatever you feel like!!! Loveee uuuuu🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

(not so) secret moments in a crowded room

synopsis: the stoic Oscar gets caught on camera in a not-so-stoic moment with his girlfriend.

pairing: Oscar Piastri x fem!reader

warnings: not proof read! So sickly sweet like omg I need to go brush my teeth now sweet.

He’s emotionless. He has the same face if he wins or if he dnfs. I think is face is permanently stuck in a straight face.

The comments bothered you, but Oscar didn’t seem to mind them. Of course.

He’d gotten another win, the third of the season and all Twitter was raving about was how he’s never happy enough when celebrating his wins.

He shouldn’t win if he’s not going to be happy about it.

But that wasn’t Oscar. He was happy about it, over the moon really. He’s just reserved.

You knew he wasn’t emotionless and he proved that when he found you after the race.

You were hidden away in the back of the garage, letting him have his moment with the team. When he spotted you, he couldn’t help the way his lips split in an open-mouthed smile. His laugh echoed down the pit lane as he called your name and did a stupid little jog over to where you stood.

The both of you were unaware of how the cameras—streaming live to anyone who had access to sky sports—followed Oscar to the back of the garage and zoomed in on the both of you.

“Hello my winner!” You greeted, arm wide. He reached you just after, wrapping his arms around your torso and lifting you into the air for just a moment. A burst of adrenaline.

He put you down, but didn’t distance himself. Hands gripping your waist made sure that the front of your body stayed flush against his.

“Someone’s happy.” You poked him in his sides, then rested your hands on his shoulders.

He shrugged. “Only because you’re here.” He joked.

“So it’s not because you just won your fifth Grand Prix?”

He shook his head, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. The movement was so natural, you didn’t notice it.

The buzzing of the garage and the noise of the team faded into the background. It was just you and him. He gazed at you like you’d hung the stars in the sky, the very ones you guys map shapes out of at night, curled up in each other. You gazed at him like the made the ground you walked on from his bare hands, just for you.

Love. An undeniable connection between the two of you. Not a single soul could deny it no matter how hard they tried.

Not when you looked at each other like that. Not when he held you so tight—like he was afraid he made you up and reality would take you away at any moment. Not when he loved you so much he couldn’t help but laugh—if not he may have cried. Too many emotions circled his veins at once. It was overwhelming in the best way possible.

And when Twitter got their hands on the clips, lord did they notice everything.

THE HAIR TUCK OMFGGGGG

Sending this to everyone who calls him emotionless bc why is he looking at her like she is literally his lifeline???

HELLO OSCAR??? STAND UP???

I too would be this down bad if I was dating y/n

Even though you weren’t thrilled that the broadcast caught such an intimate moment, you were glad it was silencing all that ‘emotionless’ talk.

#soft osc is my favorite osc #oscar piastri x reader

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chalamvts · 3 months ago

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⌗ ANGELS BE CALLIN’┆ LN⁴ .ᐟ

౨ৎ .. SYNOPSIS — Slow mornings with Lando has always been the best part, especially because he has a certain way of waking you up all the time.

౨ৎ .. PAIRING — Lando Norris x afab!reader. established relationship.

౨ৎ .. CAUTION — profanities. smut warning. unprotected sex. creampie. soft-ish sex. minors dni.

wc — 1.5k

[ song — get you by daniel caesar ]

DESPITE THE VAGUE WARMTH OF THE SUN peeking through the blinds, a cold shiver ran up your spine as your eyes gently fluttered. The soft hum of the ac filled the dense air, hitting your exposed shoulder as you slightly shifted—reminding you of the lack of clothing you were dealing with underneath the duvet.

You peered over your shoulder, barely making out the familiar figure of Lando right beside you through half lidded eyes. A soft smile crept up your lips once you did, shifting your weight to completely face him. It’s always been a bliss to see him like this—so peaceful, the slight afterglow lingering just right on his face as his curls sat messily, like it always did.

Without much thought, you placed a hand on his cheek, letting your thumb travel over his skin, not missing the way his eyebrows slightly twitched at your touch. It was one of those mornings where you’d be awake before him, and to you, it was always a great opportunity to just.. admire him.

You gently leaned in, placing a soft kiss to the corner of his lips, letting your lips stay there for a bit longer. As if on cue, he started to stir, his arms absentmindedly pulling you closer to him. You watched his eyes flutter open, fighting back a smile as you stayed still.

“Hi.” he mumbled through a sleepy smile, his voice still thick with sleep,

You breathed out a laugh, running your hand up to his curls, fiddling with it. “Hi. Good morning.”

Lando responded by leaning in, planting a kiss on your temple, running a hand through the curve of your waist. He pulled away, just enough to look at you. “You okay?” He asked.

“Yeah,” you sighed out, snuggling closer to him. “Just a bit cold.”

He chuckled, looking down to your covered chest, letting his hands roam freely under the sheet. “Yeah, I can feel that.”

You playfully rolled your eyes, lightly shoving him, scoffing. “Yeah, well I hope you can also feel how sore I am right now.”

Lando grinned, swiftly catching your hand as it smacked softly into the sheets. “That’s quite flattering.”

You gave him a look “It’s concerning.”

“You’re still here though,” he pointed out, his smile never faltering as he watched your frown deepen.

“Unfortunately.” you murmur, tilting your head up to give him access as his lips latched onto your neck, Lando let the silence stretch for a moment, just his thumb tracing lazy patterns across your skin. You watched him reach out to remove the covers, with a soft groan, you stopped him.

“Lando.”

“What?” he laughed, voice low. “You said you were cold, gotta know if I need to start warming up again.”

You rolled your eyes, chuckling. “I swear to god— what part of ‘sore’ can you not understand?“

“Who says you have to move?” he whispered, lips brushing against your jaw, littering wet kisses all over. “We’ll go slow. Promise.”

For a moment, you stared at him. A part of you considered it as the look he was giving you was not helping at all. You could feel a sense of heat rush through your neck as he stared, breathing out a shaky sigh.

Lando watched as the corners of your lips turned upward, taking it as an instant response as he pulled your chin, crashing your lips with his into a deep, breathtaking kiss.

Shortly, he pulled away, his lips still subtly touching yours. “Say it.” he panted, his eyes searching your face for an answer. “You trust me, yeah?”

God, he always looked so pretty like this, the morning glow illuminating with his broad form, all worked up, just for you. Your breath shuddered as you meekly nodded. “Always.”

Lando didn’t have to think twice, abruptly latching his mouth back to your parted lips, slowly pulling on your arm to reposition you. You let him turn you over, now having your back pressed against his chest. Your breath hitched as you could feel that familiar hardness pressed just above your inner thigh, the same rush you felt the night before coming back instantly.

“Just.. relax. I got you.” he muttered in your ear, his palms finding its way to one of your breasts, kneading it gently, yielding a soft moan from you. “You have me.”

“Oh, fuck.” you hissed as reached further down, his middle finger made contact with your damp slick, dragging it back and forth in a slow manner. Lando hummed, amused as he added another digit. “Still so wet for me, baby..”

You barely mustered an answer, biting your lip as you nodded, miserably stopping a whimper from coming out. Desperately, you slightly jolted your hips, eager for a bit of friction. “Lan, I need—“

“Shh, love, I know.” he whispered low, pumping himself for a moment, that reddish hue of his leaking tip gradually intensifying. A quiet groan emitted from you as you felt his tip dragging teasingly against your aching slick, threatening to meddle with your sensitive folds.

Just as you were about to complain, a whine escaped your lips as he suddenly inserted an inch of himself, subconsciously making you arch your back against him. “Oh my god, baby..” you gasped, a mischievous glint against Lando’s eyes as he slowly pushed his cock in you.

“Yeah? like that? Nice and slow, love.” he cooed, placing a kiss on your shoulder as he led the palm of your hand to your abdomen, feeling that slight bump on your skin. “You feel me? That’s how deep you’re taking me right now..” he muttered against your ear.

“I.. fuck— I need you to move, please.”

Lando complied, starting slowly as he moved his hips forward, pulling you in with each thrust, the speed only picking up with each second. As he busied both his hands on your breasts, you could feel yourself spiraling as his muffled praises filled your senses, the slight curve of his cock hitting all the right places.

“Taking me so fucking good.” he rasped, a hand now softly clasped on your neck, slightly turning your head to give him a good view of your mixed expressions as you bit your lip, soft mewls still escaping, shamelessly.

“Oh god— don’t stop.” you sighed out, breathlessly.

“Wasn’t planning to, baby.” Lando replied, a vague smile on his face as he kept his pace, leaving open-mouth kisses on your bare shoulders every now and then. Despite being together for a while, he couldn’t deny, you always had that effect on him. Just like how he affects you, always so eager to be touched. “Gonna fill you up so good, yeah?”

“Mhm, s..so big.” you could barely realize what you were saying, too engulfed by his cock stretching you good with every single thrust. “Fuck, right there, yes..” ever so slightly, you could feel that familiar knot in your stomach forming, unaware of the lewd sounds you produced as Lando kept going.

“Shit, I—“

“You’re cumming, baby?” he intervened your moans, the way you clench uncontrollably around his girth stroking his ego even more as he sped up. “Tell me where you want it, pretty.”

“I-inside. Right inside me, please.” you managed to mumble, almost incomprehensible as you threw your head back. Though Lando must’ve understood, without a word, placing pecks on your hair, chasing his own high.

Eventually, your body shuddered as you felt the knot in your stomach collapsing, a high-pitched moan emitting from your lips. Your chest heaved, Lando’s palm soothing your body as you came right on his cock, twitching at the feeling of his cum pushed against yours.

“So, so pretty.” he muttered, gently stroking your cheek as you catched your breath, a mixture of yours and his fluids seeping over your clit as he pulled out. As soon as your eyes slowly opened, you were met with the love of your life as your body turned to face him again, softly smiling at you.

“Still feeling cold?” he asked, slightly joking.

With a tired laugh, you pushed him weakly. “I’m quite warm now actually. Thanks to you.”

“Told you so.” he pulled you closer, resting his face on the crook of your neck. “Great to see it helped.” he muttered against your skin, that worn out tone in his voice slightly showing.

You rolled your eyes, knowing exactly where this was going. Another hour in bed. “Well, unfortunately, we can’t stay here all day.” you said, tapping his shoulder, in hopes he’d let go.

A groan emitted from Lando, lifting his head from your shoulder. “What? Says who?”

“Your trainer, who is probably wondering where you are right now.” you chuckled, watching the pout forming on his face.

“You’re evil.” he sighed, running a hand through his face.

“May I remind you whose idea this was?” you countered.

“And anyway,” you sat up, wincing in the process, turning towards your pouting boyfriend like he didn’t just wreck you moments ago. You leaned down to his face, kissing his nose, then his cheek, and finally on his lips.

“Only an idiot would say no to morning sex.”

[ RADIO. yeah.. sorta took me a while. not proofread though </3 ]

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