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Omar Marmoush

Has anyone seen how drop dead hot Manchester City’s new forward Omar Marmoush is!!! Like I am so sorry to Phil foden, you were my favourite but now this incredible master piece has joined and has become my ride or die. But seriously he is an incredible player and I am so glad city ended up getting him over arsenal!!! Yes I follow the premier league, to be honest I follow most leagues but Manchester city has my heart.

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random ranting because I need to get it out

no one warned me that if you fail one unit of uni and then take it up during summer semester it would change the assignments and make them harder. ( I’m actually studying primary education that’s for grades foundation to year 6, so wish me luck)

Worst is that now there are way to many things that my mind has gotten fixated to from screaming and yelling at the tv because my F1 team (I am a Ferrari supporter since birth but around 2012 also started to support McLaren, i know at least they are balancing out. Note only F1 fans will understand the last part) is doing shit to becoming hyper fixated on the world of gladiator II.

Everyone I need help, please send me some tips and tricks.

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Monaco Grand Prix 2024

who is watching the Grand Prix? If you are tell me your thoughts. I’m currently preying for Leclerc to win 🏆🇲🇨

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get to know me tag game. rules: answer and tag nine (five) people you want to get to know better and/or catch up with!

Favorite color: yellow, I love how it makes everything brighter

Last song: hips don’t lie by Shakira

Currently reading: the arrangement by @444lec33 (this is such a great series can’t wait for more parts)

Currently watching: season 3 of Bridgerton ( love it, tell me your thoughts)

Coffee or tea: coffee, I need my fredo espresso daily.

Thank you: @faithshouseofchaos for the tag

No pressure tags: @norrisleclercf1 @formulanni @mariclerc @vroomvroommuppett @skywalker1dream

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it’s happening people, I already booked my hotel and flights for Australia. Now all that’s left is getting the actual tickets and more merch🇦🇺🏎️🏁❤️🫡

this is not a drill, it’s happening peoples, who is going? Comment below 👇

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thank you for the tag 🧡

5. things that make me happy

Travelling

formula 1

reading

listening to music

having all those that love and support me around

Tagging @norrisleclercf1 @formulanni and anyone who wants to participate

also thanks @faithshouseofchaos for the tag🧡

ty sm for the tag @sugardonutzz🩷

Five things that make me happy🎀:

1.sleeping after school

2.movies

3.music

4.buying clothes

5.hanging out with my friends

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like he has a valid point tho, personally I’m jealous of both of them😶

do u guys think arthur was jealous of ollie because he got to race as teammates with charles before him

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um can someone please tell me how it’s ok, that he is just 29 Days older then me and this successful, I’m on my way to find myself a man like him bc that’s just it🏎️🏁

me watching a rookie that is younger than me make his f1 debut

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My Husband ┃CS55

summary: Y/N attends her husband's home race but didn't expect to find the "popular" girl at her high school back in the day.

The sun was seen over the Barcelona-Catalunya Circuit while the Spanish Grand Prix was taking place. Y/N, dressed in an elegant yet casual dress that perfectly combined glamor and comfort, strolled through the paddock with an air of confidence. Her husband, Carlos, was focused on preparations for the next race, leaving her free to immerse herself in the exciting atmosphere.

As she toured the different garages and hospitality areas, Y/N couldn't shake the feeling of nostalgia. The roar of the engines brought back memories of her teenager's years when she would never have imagined being there in the paddock. Yet here she was, the wife of one of the sport's most talented drivers.

The familiar murmur of voices interrupted her thoughts and she turned to see a group of people approaching her. Among them was a face from her past: a girl named Carla, who was once the queen bee of her high school. Carla's eyes widened in false surprise when she saw Y/N there.

"Well, well, if it's not little Y/N," Carla sneered, her tone full of mockery. "What brings you to the Spanish Grand Prix? Trying to catch a glimpse of the rich and famous?"

Y/N smiled, refusing to let Carla's comments get to her. "Oh, you know, I've always been an F1 fan. I thought I'd come and support my husband."

''Husband?, so after all you did get a boyfriend?, what a wonderful surprise!''

''Yes, yes I did Carla'' Y/N responded, avoiding the urge to roll her eyes.

Carla smiled and looked at her boyfriend, who was next to her. "Well, we're here because my boyfriend is a big fan. You probably know him, he was with us at school! In fact, today he met all the drivers. It's a dream come true for him."

Y/N raised an eyebrow, recognizing the familiar pattern of Carla trying to outdo her in any situation. "That's fantastic for him. I'm sure meeting the drivers was an unforgettable experience."

''So, is this your first race?''

''In fact no, I have attended several grand prix, although it's probably your first time, so enjoy it Carla!'' And just as she finished saying those words she turned around and walked away from that irritating situation.

The race came to life and Y/N continued to enjoy the event, doing her best to ignore the presence of her ''wonderful'' former high school classmates.

As the checkered flag waved, signaling the end of the race, Y/N once again found herself in the path of Carla and her boyfriend.

"Well, well, look who it is," Carla said with a forced smile. "Did you have fun watching the race, sweetie?"

Y/N sighed inwardly but maintained her composure. "Yes, it was thrilling. Excuse me, I need to find Carlos."

As she tried to walk away, Carla's boyfriend, Y/N's old crush from high school, stepped forward, trying to strike up a conversation with her. Y/N felt a wave of discomfort but remained polite. All she wanted to do was go to her husband and congratulate him on his incredible podium finish in the race.

Suddenly, the crowd around them buzzed with excitement as Carlos Sainz approached, his red racing suit adorned with sponsor logos. Carla and her boyfriend exchanged surprised glances.

"Carlos Sainz!" Carla exclaimed. "What are you doing here?"

Y/N couldn't help but smile triumphantly. "Oh, I didn't mention it before? He's Carlos, my husband, sweetie."

Carlos, oblivious to the tension, politely greeted Carla and her boyfriend. When they noticed, Carla's forced smile faltered and Y/N took the opportunity to gracefully exit the conversation. She walked away from her, leaving behind a speechless Carla and a bewildered old lover.

''Thank God you showed up, I couldn't stand them for another minute''

''You okey mi amor?''

''I'll be better after the celebration for your great podium, cariño''

With their heads held high, Y/N and Carlos walked out holding hands, along with the shiny trophy, ready to have a great night.

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Reaction┃Charles Leclerc

summary: Charles finds out about Emma's interview on DTS

pt 2!!

The racing season had come to an end and Charles was enjoying some well-deserved time off at home with his wife and young daughter.

One lazy afternoon, they decided to catch up on a recently released movie. They settled into the double bed that he shared with his wife, turned on the TV and were ready to spend an afternoon of relaxation.

As the movie started, Charles scrolled through his phone and casually checked social media. Suddenly, the familiar sound of his phone ringing interrupted the quiet afternoon. Confused, he picked it up and saw numerous notifications flooding in. Curiosity piqued, he opened Twitter and found himself tagged in a video from the latest episode of "Drive to Survive."

He clicked on the video and his confusion grew as the scene unfolded. The camera focused on a familiar face, but it wasn't Charles. It was his daughter, Emma Jules, standing in front of the camera with a small microphone and a huge smile.

Charles leaned forward and his eyes widened in surprise. The interviewer began to ask Emma about her father and what he was like outside the track. Innocent but revealing answers came out of Emma's mouth.

"My daddy is the best here," she began saying, her eyes shining with sincerity.''Sometimes he sings very loud in the car or in the shower. But you know what? He's not very good at it!"

''"He likes to dance while he's cooking with mommy, and he snores really loud when he's asleep. It's funny!"

Charles watched in horror as Emma talked about his private quirks and habits.

''He also cries a lot at Disney or animal movies, or is more interested in playing with my toys than I am. ''

Charles exchanged a bewildered glance with Y/N, who grinned, clearly finding the situation amusing. Emma continued, unaware of her father's growing embarrassment.

''Please tell me I'm dreaming, that Emma didn't actually just say that'' Charles said.

''Sometimes we tell mommy that we are going to grand-mére's house but in reality he takes me to buy new dolls or ice cream.''

''!Wait, what did she just say?'' Y/N asked with a frown.

''Nothing mon-amour, you know how children are, they invent everything'' Charles laughed nervously, trying to avoid his wife's accusatory gaze.

''So that's what they did on the weekends, huh?''

''I have no idea what she's talking about, I swear''

''He also likes to help me make friendship bracelets for my friend and also lets me do his hair and makeup with my princess makeup set that santa gave me for Christmas, he always says that he looks very cute.''

''Jesus Christ, this is not happening, I'm gonna die''

By this point, Y/N couldn't contain her laughter and Charles's face turned several shades of red as he tried to comprehend what had just happened. He didn't expect his daughter to become the star of "Drive to Survive" in such an unexpected way.

The camera then panned slightly, revealing Charles in the background, completely unaware that he was being featured in his daughter's candid interview.

"Looks like you've been exposed, my love."

''!Emma Jules Leclerc, come here right now! You're grounded for life!''

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what is the bombshell that we have witnessed today?

what are all you opinion’s on the Lewis to Ferrari situation?

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warnings: none jus fluff :)

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as a fellow Greek and fan of olympiacos I have to say that I don’t care for the game that was lost, just for the fact that he himself was present ❤️❤️❤️❤️

MONTE CARLO, MONACO: Charles Leclerc during the EuroLeague match between AS Monaco and Olympiacos on November 30, 2023 (Photo by Alfonso Cannavacciuolo)

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i saw mommy kissing santa claus // alex albon

summary: alex has to keep up the illusion that santa claus is real, and every year gets more extreme than the last. he's got footprints to put on the living room floor and cookies to eat and stocking to fill . . . and at this rate, he's going to wake up the whole house.

pairing: alex albon x wife! reader

warnings: set in the future, so alex is about 30, children ( their names are gabriel and isabella ), gabriel sees his mommy kissing santa claus (who's really just alex in a festive hat), honestly it's just fluff guys (aside from one joke about having george shove alex off a cliff if she left him to go out with santa claus)

it was the night before christmas and all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even alex albon's five cats. his wife was asleep in their bed upstairs, and the kids were down for the count, wrapped in layers of blankets as alexander tiptoes down to the living room, where the christmas tree was set up in the bay window.

he turned on the tree lights, slipping a santa hat over his dark heair and opening the walk-in closet to find the large canvas bag that he and his wife had filled with christmas presents.

above the fireplace hung four stockings. stockings that his wife had painstakingly bedazzeld for each member of the family: alex, y/n, gabriel and isabella.

he rubbed his palms together, looking at the pilsbury cookies on the coffee table.

he had some work to do.

meanwhile, y/n albon was stirring in bed, panic setting in as she groggily opened her eyes, finding her husband's side of the bed empty.

"alex?" she mumbled, slowly sitting up. a zit on her back had popped during the night, a small spattering of blood hardening on the back of her cotton nightdress.

she heard a crash coming from the basement, and she sprung out of the bed, her mama bear instincts kicking in and telling her to go and check on the kids.

first she checked on isabella, her youngest. she three-year-old had just migrated form crib to toddler bed, the small piece of ikea furniture made from stunning white wrought iron. the little girl was peacefully asleep, nestled under her snoopy blanket with a build a bear in her arms, three large stuffed animals watching over her from the foot of the bed.

she backed out of the room, closing the door before she moved further down the hall, past the sim room, to the white door decorated in glow-in-the-dark stars. gabriel was curled up in his twin bed, his head barely poking out from over his Spider-Man duvet, a stuffed reindeer clutches in his arms. a karting trophy sat on his dresser, next to a picture of him and his dad when he won his first race.

satisfied that both her kids were still soundly asleep, she set out to find her husband.

“alex?” she called out, pulling her bathrobe tight around her body as she made her way to the main floor. “alexander, what the hell are you doing?”

alex knelt in front of the couch, shaking flour over a card stock cutout of a boot print. “baby? what are you doing awake?”

“honey, you knocked the lamp over.” she chuckled, picking the ikea lamp up off the floor and setting back in the side table. “what are you doing?”

“setting the scene for Santa’s visit, obviously.” Alex chirped, yanking away the card stock. “see, snowy footprints!”

y/n laughed, fingertips against her temple. “you know that once isabella sees those presents she’s going to run right through all of the work you just put in to those footprints.”

“it’s all about the fun, love” one of the cats mewled, nuzzling against alex’s thigh as he leaned towards the coffee table, holding up the square plate. “cookie?”

"darling, it's four in the morning." she laughed, picking up a reindeer cookie from the plate. "you know that you'll eventually have to tell the kids that santa claus isn't real, right?"

"or i could let them figure it out for themselves." alex reasoned, getting to his feet and pulling his wife close. "isabella is smart, she'll figure it out before her brother does. she takes after you."

"and gabriel takes after his father. some days, it's like having three children in this house."

"hey!" alex feigned hurt. "give me a hand putting the presents under the tree? i've got springsteen."

she laughed, kissing him softly. "if you put the springsteen on, you're going to wake the kids."

"not if we use my airpods." he winked, tossing her the bluetooth case.

she let the airpods connect, putting one in her right ear before passing the case back to alexander. bruce springsteen's 'merry christmas baby' began to play as they started to empty out the canvas sack, stacking the beautifully wrapped presents underneath the white christmas tree. alex was dancing, shuffling around on the hardwood in his socks and messing up a few of the flour footprints, causing his wife to laugh.

"alex, you're going to wake the kids." she reminded, giggling as she reached for his hands, allowing him to pull her in for a dance.

she rested her head against his chest, allowing her husband to sway side to side with her, placing a gentle kiss to her forehead.

"i'm so glad i met you. i love you, and i love our kids, and i love the life that i have created with you." alex whispered, still holding her close.

"i love you too." she hummed, leaning up to kiss him softly.

"mommy!"

alex and y/n startled, jumping and slipping apart, turning to face the stairs. gabriel stood in the middle of the staircase, white as a sheet as he clutched his stuffed reindeer.

"gabriel, honey, what are you doing awake?" y/n cooed, concerned as she walked over to her son.

"mommy, why were you kissing santa claus?"

she shot a glance at alex before taking her son's hand, walking up the stairs with gabriel as she tried to calm him down.

"sweetie, that wasn't santa claus. that was just your dad, he was tidying the living room for when santa comes to visit. we don't want santa claus tripping on any cat toys, do we?"

after she tucked gabriel back into bed, with his dinosaur nightlight switched on, she left the door open slightly, holding her robe tightly around her body as she watched him fall asleep through the crack in the door.

"who taught him that santa claus was a thirty year old thai man?" alex scoffed. "has he learned nothing from his aunties? do i look like i could eat eight billion plates of cookies in one night?"

y/n laughed, allowing her husband to hug her from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder. "didn't your brother try and teach him that santa claus was an alien?"

"yeah, he did, didn't he." alex chuckled. "what did you tell him?"

"that you were just moving gucci's cat toys out of the way so that santa wouldn't trip. he thought i was cheating on you with saint nick."

"baby, if you left me for an aging, overweight white man and went to go live in the arctic and bake cookies all day, i'd have george shove me off a cliff."

she tilted her head up to face alex, thumb rubbing circles over his knuckles. "we're doing a damn good job with these kids, aren't we?"

"yeah babe, we are. but soon they'll grow up, and then we'll be grandparents-"

"stop talking. you're going to make me feel old!"

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Home with you L.H #44

Lewis Hamilton X female!reader

Words count : 1.1k

Dad!Lewis for my sad hours , no thoughts just fluff 💙

The monitor's light blinked before the volume rose up as it picked up the sounds coming from the nursery . You carefully reached to the bedside table to switch down the volume minding your sleeping husband as he snuggled into the pillow beside you , While he's asleep his hand still held into yours , stirring slightly as you shift around but still not walking , so you carefully lifted his his arm to try to scoot out of the bed , but failed as he blinked at you with sleep clouding his eyes .

You gave him an apologetic smile then leaned down to peck his lips then his temple whispering softly "it's okay babe , go back to sleep " but he groaned instead asking in a horese voice "where are you going?" His hand now reaching for yours grabbing your fingers to pull you back to him , you complied with a hand on his cheek causing him to close his eyes momentarily but he fought against the lull of sleep as he looked up at you , so you gave him an assuring smile " booboo is up from his nap , I'll check on him and come back . You go back to sleep " he shook his head with a tired smile " it's okay love , I'll go check on him" attempting to roll out of bed but you caught him before he could , giving him a scolding look with raised eyebrows "don't you even think about getting up , you sir are not moving from this bed before you get enough rest " adding with a knowing look with your free hand on your hip " I know for sure you didn't get any proper sleep the past four days , and stayed up the whole way home . so now you're going to lay back and take your absolutely needed rest and relax and let me and booboo take care of you , understood?" Giving you a fond look then kissing your hand that still held in his , he answered with amused smile "Yes Mrs Hamilton" earning a beaming smile from you before he laid back on your pillow this time watching with half closed eyes as you pulled out of bed to stand and move quitely out of the room before trying to drift back to sleep.

Your bare feet Padded across the hall towards the second door to the left , coming to a stop as you pushed the door fully to step into the dimly lit room . The soft whining coming from the crib inside only ceased as the lights got switched on fully , causing the baby to squint his eyes closed before opening them curiously to take a look at who stood above the crib .

Letting out small gruggling sounds as he saw you smiling down at him , kicking his feet and stretching his arms with a gummy smile as you greeted softly with a wide smile "hi booboo , how was your nap baby?" he let a loud whine frowning with a scrunched up nose before babbling incoherent sounds as if to tell you how it was .

Nodding along encouraging him to babble on before you reached down to caress his cheek , boobing his nose causing him to let a full belly laugh at the action taking hold of your fingers and tugging on them as if to beacon you closer , so you picked him up prepping his face with kisses letting him hold your face with both hands as he let out gleeful giggles , attempting to give few kisses back but ending up giving you raspberries on the cheek.

You held him close as you made your way down the stairs , " guess what booboo ?, today we're going to have a fun day with your papa " his eyes lit up at the mention of his father kicking his feet and babbling a string of what sounds like "pa!" , you nod at him " yeah! ,and we'll give him all the cuddles that he needs , what do you think?" He gave another kick of excitement , settling just as they reached the kitchen .

Setting him down on his high chair , you then went to grab some fruits to snack on with some juice for baby booboo , leaving dinner plans aside , opting to order later instead so to spend more time cuddling and spending time with your boys .

You went on humming a tune as you moved around, taking note of your baby smiling as he followed your movement around , smiling wider with giggles slipping out as you moved towards him while singing aloud and popping your head along with him , both unaware of Lewis standing in the doorway, his smile as wide as theirs as he took in the scene before him . Taking it in before stepping towards them quietly .

He went up behind you , hands going around your waist to hold you to his chest , slowly swaying you as he sang softly from where you stopped when you felt his hands on you , both grinning at your boy who was looking at you with sparkling eyes a wide gummy smile with dimples on full display as he raised his hands high for you to pick him up , and Lewis didn't take time kissing you on the head before he moved to hoist him high igniting a happy scream before he brought him down prepping his face with kisses "there you are ! Didn't know you missed me that much! " Laughing as his boy clung to him wrapping his small chubby arms around his neck and buried his face in his shoulder whining a bit before turning it to look at you , stretching his hand to where you stood behind Lewis watching them fondly .

You took his much smaller hand in yours , watching how his hand barley wrapped around three of your fingers bringing his up to kiss it softly before planting one on his head turning to your husband who gave you a playful pout asking in a hurt voice "what about me ? Where's my kiss !?" Shaking your head you leaned up planting one on his cheek and another one on his lips leaning back down with a beaming smile " there , happy now?." , he gave you a cheeky beaming smile leaning to steal another kiss before nodding in approval " very happy , Mrs Hamilton" . You rolled your eyes at his antics ushering him to head upstairs before going to turn back to grab the food and drinks " alright now , com'on boys we've got a whole day of rest and cuddles to share, now up you go , I'll be right behind you " he stopped you with a hand on your waist giving you a quick kiss before moving towards the stairs listening to booboo as he kept babbling on while looking at his dad with big exited eyes .

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Call Your Boss Say You Quit - LN

Summary: Lando gets into a situation ship with a certain someone in the paddock, aka one of the the newest hires in the paddock right now. But not for McLaren, no instead she's the assistant to Christian Horner. Can she convince him to quit and join the Red Bull team like her boss wants? Will Lando make a move that shocks her more than anyone else?

Warnings: some toxic behaviour, manipulation and smut (kinky-ish?)

We also got just a tiny bit of bestie!Yuki for this one. Honestly people don't even understand what I'd give to be Yuki's best friend, or even just friend. I just need Yuki in my life.

Could've made this a two-parter, but I didn't so it's long (compared to most of my one shots). Enjoy.

It's not as if Christian set y/n up to go chasing after Lando. In fact Lando somehow found the courage to ask her on a date, after some encouragement from both Max's and Oscar to pursue his feelings for her.

But she would love for Lando to be in a championship winning car, and it would mean she's not constantly feeling at war between her work life and her personal life.

"Fuck Lando, don't stop." Y/n whines dropping her head back into the cushion as he nails dig in running down his back.

Thankfully, unlike most men, Lando doesn't make the mistake of changing angle, position or speed. He does exactly what she asked and the only addition comes in the form of his mouth latching onto her nipple with the most perfect pressure that sends her eyes rolling back as her body is struck with the usual mind-altering orgasm that Lando has managed to perfect every time.

His own is triggered with her body tightening and pulsing around him.

Y/n is in a bit of a daze as Lando rolls off of her and disposes of the condom (always protect yourself kids), but when he disappears she shifts realising she needs to clean up.

"Ah, stop it." Lando scolds rushing back into the bedroom when she reaches for tissues making her smile lazily and slump back on the pillow.

"Sorry." She laughs before feeling the warm cloth on her skin before she looks at him for a moment. "I don't know who I owe a thanks to for teaching you the importance of aftercare, but I'm grateful."

"You've just been neglected by every man before me." Lando scoffs losing the cloth away without a thought to where it lands before he moves to lie down beside her while she hums. "What?"

"I still have to go...Christian's demand for me to get to the paddock asap with no specified time doesn't mean that I can only show up after you've tried to leave me bed bound by multiple rounds of morning sex."

Lando's mood visibly deflates but that changes quickly to a hidden smirk when he sighs pointing at her clothes which are in pieces on the floor.

"Good luck with that." He shrugs as she sits up then stumbling out the bed and picking up the pieces of her clothes.

"Oh you are a dick. The points scored for aftercare just got revoked." Y/n huffs then pouting. "You even ripped my underwear, that was expensive."

"I'll buy you more. If you stay."

"I'll stay if you call your boss and say you quit McLaren." Y/n smiles as she moves to his suitcase frowning at the options of which she can steal to wear. "I am not wearing orange."

"It's papaya." Lando states already getting up. "You don't have many other options."

"Can't believe you're forcing me to pull this card." Y/n mutters shaking her head and moving to pick up her phone.

"Pull what card?"

Y/n doesn't answer as the phone rings before the line picks up.

"Lando is being mean and I need your help. Can you bring me some Alphatauri clothes, like literally anything-"

"Do not bring her clothes, she needs to learn-"

Poor Yuki has to endure the sound of the back and forth till he hears Lando grunt followed by a thud before y/n's voice returns.

"Please, if it's not too much to ask." Y/n sighs making Yuki agree immediately while she thanks him and tells him which room to bring the clothes to. "Thank you, I love you."

"Ahaha, love you too." Yuki laughs always getting awkward of her professing her love for him.

"I don't know why you can't just borrow my clothes to get back to your room."

"I'm in another hotel, if I walk out and someone spots me you know exactly what that's going to look like."

"Pretty sure most people in the paddock know about our arrangement."

"It sounds so bad when you word it like that."

"You know you should just call your boss, say you quit and I'll get you a job in McLaren. Any job you want, I'll make up a job for you."

"Pretty sure being paid to have sex with you would be prostitution and I think everyone might have something to say about it." Y/n states while Lando just looks at her unimpressed which apparently gives her reason to smile. "I still think you should quit...you'd get the Red Bull seat and you know you would."

"I'm happy with my team." Lando states crossing his arms stubbornly before smirking again. "You'd be happy with my team."

"Mmmm...no."

They could go back and forth for hours with no resolve, and they have, but today she really does have to go. And when Yuki shows up knocking on the door she yanks on a white shirt and boxers to get the door while Lando pulls on some joggers just so he's not completely naked for Yuki.

"Yuki! You star. Honestly, I can't thank you enough." Y/n beams then kissing the Japanese driver's cheek. "I'll come with you, can you you just wait for me to get changed?"

"Yes. I'll wait." Yuki nods making her smile and rush to the bathroom to change. "Are you still uhhh trying to get her to quit?"

"I think she'd be happier in McLaren. Don't you?"

"It's up to her. She seems happy right now."

Y/n appears looking thrilled to wear the Alphatauri fashion clothes, that actually look really good on her.

"Alright, let's get going. We'll see you later, Lando." Y/n smiles as she links her hand with Yuki. Some might mistake Yuki's constant smiles at y/n as a crush, but the whole paddock knows that Yuki and y/n have also got a reputation for fighting like siblings. Yuki literally kicked a football in her face and laughed hard about it.

-

"Your coffee." Y/n smiles jogging up to the pit wall where Christian is sitting as the free practice goes on.

"Thank you." Christian nods before looking at her outfit. "I didn't know you were supporting the junior team."

"Me and Yuki share a wardrobe." She jokes with a shrug while Christian raises an eyebrow. "Don't give me that look."

Much like his golden boy driver, Christian has somewhat taken on a parental role with his young assistant. He knows the hostile environment that can come with working in F1 for young women.

"Any progress with winning Lando over?" Christian questions in amusement earning a huff.

"No. I admire his loyalty but it's annoying me." Y/n huffs then sighing. "I should move off of here, but do you need anything else?"

"No. I think I'm good."

"Ok." Y/n nods turning only to spot that Lando's driving down the pit lane and spots her, he immediately starts waving at her from his cockpit forcing her to awkwardly wave in return.

Christian doesn't know that her attempts to win Lando over to Red Bull are met with the request for her to leave Red Bull and work for McLaren so she can spend more time with Lando. She isn't sure how he'd feel about it with her only having been his assistant for 3 months now.

"Annoying man." Y/n grumbles as she jogs across the pit lane that thankfully has not moving cars.

With her position and her formed friendship with Max and Yuki. Along with the rumours that have made it to the public about her potential involvement with Lando.

Once the free practice is over, Y/n sticks to following Christian around like usual, and maybe she's keeping close to dodge a certain English driver who she keeps spotting and making eye contact with receiving the mental messages but she's ignoring him.

She actually gets through the whole of Friday without being cornered. Well not until she tries to leave as one of the last people out the paddock, it's past sunset and nearly the entire Red Bull team has long since left while she stuck around in the hospitality unit just wasting time.

"You can't avoid me forever." Lando states making her jump as she steps beyond the security gate.

"Fucking hell, Lando. Were you just waiting for me?" Y/n questions with her hand to her chest. "I do actually work for a living you know, I wasn't avoiding you."

"You were." Lando frowns then earning an sigh and head shake. "Come back to my hotel with me then."

"I can't."

"Why?"

"Because-Because I'm here to do a job, not use my job to hook up with someone from a different team-"

"Christian knows and doesn't care, so what has changed in the past 24 hours?"

"Nothing."

"Then stop being annoying."

"I'm not being annoying."

"You are."

"Because I'm saying no?" Y/n frowns turning around with a genuinely angered expression and her volume catches securities attention.

"Is everything ok over here?"

"Yes." "It's fine." The state at the same time since the last thing Lando needs is some false rumour going around of his harassing y/n.

"We were just leaving. Sorry, there's no problem here." Y/n assures the man with a polite smile making him clear his throat before nodding and moving away. "Are we done here? I'm tired and it's been a long day that started with someone trying to use all my energy."

"Y/n..." Lando states in a tone that makes her chest twinge. "What the hell is going on?"

Her mouth opens and the words fall out before she can even stop herself from speaking. The emotion and the fact they're alone but out in the open, there's something so vulnerable about this whole moment and it makes it too easy to let the truth slip out.

"If I tell you things change and...I don't want that." Y/n admits making him frown while she swallows.

"Then don't tell me yet, you can tell me another time....but please just come with me tonight."

Y/n looks at Lando for a moment before sighing and nodding as she moves with Lando towards his car while wrapping her arms around herself.

"I need to go to my hotel to grab some clothes." Y/n murmurs earning a nod from the brunette.

-

If Lando wanted to know what y/n refused to tell him, he wasn't showing it. It'd been weeks and the two had remained unchanged in their dynamic with each other.

However, the peace between them was never going to last that long when Lando briefly mentioned that he's in the beginning of talks to extend his contract with McLaren.

At the moment they're finally at the long-awaited race of Las Vegas.

"So you're sticking with them." Y/n hums as she wipes off her cleanser and he moves up behind her.

"Yeah, I'm going to have it written into my contract that they steal you from Red Bull at any cost too." Lando smirks moving up behind her and sighing as he presses his crotch into her ass.

"It's not going to work." Y/n states referring to his attempt to seduce her into switching teams.

Sadly for her, Lando only takes that as a challenge.

"You think?" Lando questions looking at their reflection while she curses herself.

"I have to go to Christian."

"Don't ruin the mood like that. He can wait for you, after all by the time I'm done, you'll be ready to hand in your notice." Lando states moving his hand up to her throat, his fingers and thumb brushing over her pulse points while she swallows under his hold. "No effect yet?"

"Dick." Y/n mutters earning a smirk.

"For once, not what I had in mind. Bend over baby, I got you a surprise." Lando instructs making her frown looking at him. "Do you trust me?"

"Not really."

"Y/n."

"Ok, ok. Fine." Y/n sighs leaning forward on the counter, letting out some controlled breaths as she feels her pulse pick up before jumping at the feeling of Lando's finger reaching between her legs and feeling just how wet she is from him.

"Should I begin to worry you're a liar?" Lando asks in a voice that is honestly dropped a couple octaves that makes y/n shiver before he pushes a finger into her making her twitch under his attention and focus.

Truth be told she's actually a little sore from last night with him, he was a bit frustrated from the lack of performance from the car. Not that it wasn't some of the best sex she's had, but safe to say the stamina Lando has really proved that he can out last her in the right mood.

"A bit sore there, baby?" Lando questions feeling the slightly puffy walls twitch and contract around his finger. The effect of him calling her baby also makes her fight off some feelings that are trying to surface. But he's gone as fast as he was there and she moves her head to look at him. "Don't move."

Y/n lies her head back down, mentally cursing herself for not finding it within herself to stand up and follow him. When did he gain this level of control over her and how the hell does she undo it?

She gets so lost in her thoughts that she doesn't even notice him return till she feels something cold rubbing against her, making her whole body jump before it's pushed in and seated perfect against her g-spot with a pressure that is just enough to make her tense a little.

"What is that?" Y/n murmurs almost scared to ask as she looks at Lando. "Please tell me you are not putting a vibrator in."

"I could tell you that but I'm not a liar." Lando smirks as he pulls her back up, shifting it to a position which adds pressure. "You look a little flushed. Don't worry, you'll be fine. In fact I'd bet you're going love it."

There's a big screaming voice in her head telling her to remove it and yell at him for having the audacity but there's another, slightly quieter, voice saying that there's no harm that can come of having a bit of fun.

The two of them finish getting ready and Lando seems to be waiting for a better plan to surprise y/n.

When they get to the paddock, y/n makes sure to try and rush ahead so as to avoid being spotted so closed to Lando and when she spots Yuki she can't stop herself running to her bestie for some safety.

"Yuki!" Y/n beams as she hugs him.

The day goes on with y/n ever aware of the pressure keeping her on edge but nothing else happens.

Not till she's jogging up to the pitfall ahead of qualifying. It's still a while till it starts so the pit lane is not a hazard to be on. But just as she's about to step up onto the pit wall, that's when it strikes almost sending an electric shock of pleasure through her as she actually crumples to the floor, catching Max's attention since he's up talking to GP and Christian.

"Y/n?" Max questions in alarm as both himself and Christian move to help her from the ground.

"Are you alright?"

"Yeah, eh...just my foot slipped, lost my balance. Might've twisted my ankle." She states looking around, he has to be somewhere close for it to be working. She's pretty sure that's how it works.

Once she is back up on her feet, she does lean on the railing and cross one leg in front of the other but the vibrating bumps up a level.

"Just wanted to check if anyone needed anything." Y/n smiles making the two men exchange a look of concern over her odd behaviour. "Coffee?"

"I'll take a coffee." Christian nods making her nod then look at Max.

"I'm ok. Thank you."

They both watch her walk off looking like she's in pain before trying to ignore it and return to their conversation. Meanwhile as she gets through the Red Bull garage and to the closest bathroom she can find. It's still going so Lando's got to be following her.

It's only when she tries to take it out that the feeling of being pushed towards orgasm is combine and nearly overpowered by a panic of not being able to get it out. But when it gets knocked up another level she has to slap her hand over her mouth when a moan tries to push it's way out and she slides down to the ground completely surrendering to the on-going abuse of her g-spot that continues dragging out the orgasm and forcing her through the aftershocks while she remains on the floor.

After more than a few minutes of recovery, she finally finds the energy to actually call Lando.

"Hey, what's up?"

"Are you trying to kill me? Turn it off." She pants head leaning back on the wall as she tries to fight up the building of another orgasm. "Lando, please."

"I'll stop it, if you agree to quit and join McLaren."

"That's not fair, I can't get it out." Y/n cries, completely overwhelmed. "Lando, it's stuck. Please, turn it off, this isn't fun for me."

There's a silence for a couple beats before it stops and her tears go from overwhelmed to sheer relief.

"Where are you?" He asks making her let out some heavy breaths.

"I'm in the Red Bull unit bathroom."

"Can you come over to my motorhome?"

"Yeah, ok." She hiccups still needing to calm down a little. "I just be a few minutes."

The call ends and while she finally peels herself from the ground and tries to make a clean effort that does not make her look much more put together than she feels.

"Lando." She murmurs feeling completely drained and pathetically needy while he jumps up and moves over, steadying her with his hands on her waist as he kisses her forehead.

"I'm sorry. I never wanted to upset you." Lando states while she looks at him.

"It wasn't bad at first, I just wasn't expecting it then I couldn't get it out when it got too much...did you have to do it in front of Max and Christian?"

"Yes, I did." Lando laughs then moving his hands to link behind her back, just completely hugging her. "Do you want me to get it out?"

"Yes." Y/n nods earning a nod.

"Think the best method of removal might be repeating how it got put in." Lando states making her grimace but nod only for him to kiss her before moving her to bend over the kitchen table . "Don't worry, I'll take care of you."

"That's not as comforting as you think. Especially when anyone could walk in!" Y/n states earning a smirk before he knocks her feet apart then moving to the door and locking it. "Thank you."

The feeling of Lando poking inside of her doesn't exactly make the situation any easier to endure. Although she does thank god she wore a skirt today or this wouldn't required her to undress and right now she doesn't have it in her.

"Y/n, I can't get it out if you're getting wet." Lando sighs and while he sounds a little annoyed, she knows there's a hint of amusement in there too.

"It's not exactly in my control, Lando." Y/n states through gritted teeth before feeling him slip it out and her body almost feels lighter. "Christ."

"Feel better?"

"Yes."

"So not on the cards to do again." Lando hums looking at the slick round vibrator.

"I didn't say that." Y/n frowns quickly before shutting her mouth again then biting her lip as she sits leans back on the table. "Lando...I think we need to talk...seriously."

"Yeah, we do. I want a girlfriend...not a hook up or-or whatever this is. I want you to be my girlfriend and if I can't convince you to quit Red Bull. I'll accept that you work for the rival if you can accept the same."

"I don't actually think it would be good for a relationship if we worked together." Y/n states earning an eye roll. "Maybe one day."

"Maybe?" Lando grins earning a small smile.

"Do not get too eager about that."

"I'm not...but I think it's just only a matter of time. I'll tell Christian that he better prepare for a replacement to be needed." Lando grins then moving to kiss her. "So will you be my girlfriend?"

"Yes...even if you are almost definitely going to fuck up my life." Y/n hums while he smiles completely unapologetic.

-

*6 months later*

Y/n sighs walking into her meeting with Christian. She just left Max's garage after the world champion decided to spend the better part of an hour Maxplaining how much Sprint weekends suck and how they've ruined F1 weekends structure.

What she doesn't expect is for her papaya dressed boyfriend to be sitting in across from her boss who smiles with his "you're going to love this" smile.

"Oh no." Y/n states while Lando stands up with a grin. "No. Oh god, please tell me my idiot boyfriend has not just completely lost me my job."

"Lando has explained to me that you work very hard and he was just explaining how he believes you deserve a raise, extended paid holiday or promotion." Christian smiles while she grimaces visibly. "But he also told me he has been trying to talk you into taking a similar assistant position with him."

"Did you tell him how awful of an idea it would be?" Y/n asks hoping that the man might talk some sense into the young man.

"No. But Lando, she's right it's an awful idea. However, Y/n I have decided that while I can't promote you since you're my only assistant. I am giving you a raise and you'll be getting some well earned extended paid holidays."

"Aww...Christian." Y/n laughs then moving to hug him since her and her boss are friends as well as employer and employee. She does look at Lando for as she does and smiles. "Guess I should finally take you on a date that I pay for."

"Never going to happen." Lando states dismissively since he is slightly traditional in that sense. He insists on always paying for the dates. To the point where y/n tapped her card before he got the chance and he got pouty about it then bought her a giant 6 foot bear. Not that she complained, but it hardly felt like it made sense.