norrisluv

[norrisluv]

YOUR LEG - PEDRI GONZALEZ

NOTE: this one-shot is a request!

warnings: smutttt!!!!

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I hear some voices in the house as I slowly open my eyes. I feel hands around my waist and a light breath against my ear. I smile when I realize that Pedri is still asleep and try to turn over in the bed without waking him. I watch him for a few minutes until he wakes up too.

"Hola, love" I smile as he slowly moves in bed. "Watch your leg" I whisper and he rolls his eyes.

"I know, I can't forget. You're always reminding me." He slowly gets up and pulls on a pair of sweatpants. I get up as well and put on some shorts.

"Pedro, hey. I'm just worried" I grab Pedri's arm and he takes a deep breath and kisses me on the forehead.

"I know, mi amor. I'm sorry. Let's have breakfast, shall we?" I smile slightly and take his hand, leaving the room and walking slowly down the stairs to the kitchen.

Pedri's parents and brother were already eating. We sat down and ate while we talked. A few minutes later, I was helping Fer with the dishes while my boyfriend was in the living room with his parents.

"Has he talked to you yet?" Fer asked quietly, looking behind her to make sure no one could hear us.

"About the knee? Nothing." I answer quietly as well, drying the dishes.

"He has physio today. He asked me to take him." I nod as I look at the man sitting on the sofa, "Do you want to pick him up?"

"Sorry?" I turn my head back to Fer. He puts down the glasses and smiles at me.

"I asked if you wanted to pick him up from physiotherapy later." I put the cloth on the table and take a deep breath.

"Yes, that's fine."

After Fer and Pedri leave for physiotherapy, I stay home to help Rosa and Fernando clean the rest of the house. I fix a few things in my boyfriend's childhood bedroom, like photos and things that are out of place. When it's time, I take Pedri's car keys and drive to the place where he worked out.

I park at the door and he smiles when he sees me.

"I didn't know you were picking me up" he leaves a kiss on my cheek as I drive away.

"Fer asked if I could," I smile and put both hands on the wheel "So how was..."

"I don't want to talk about it" Pedri says above me and I stare at him for a few seconds.

"You still haven't talked to me about it and..." he lets out a sigh and I bite my lip, "I'm sorry..."

"I'm so angry at myself for getting hurt, I was playing so well." I look down the street, saddened by Pedri's words. "I shouldn't have let it happen. I can't do anything. I can't even give you pleasure!"

My eyes widen at the confession. I grab the wheel and swallow dryly.

"I don't understand..." he closes his eyes and takes a deep breath.

"Please, we haven't had sex in two weeks and it's because of my knee." He laughs ironically and I roll my eyes.

"It's not your fault, Pedro” I whisper and park the car in front of the house. He slowly gets out of the car and walks over to me.

"I still feel like shit” he walks to the door and enters the house, leaving me behind. I take off my sneakers as he walks over to the couch.

"There are ways we can have sex without you pushing." I say quickly and he raises an eyebrow. I walk over to him and sit on his lap.

"My parents..." I cut him off by suddenly bringing our lips together.

"They went to the market” I whisper and he smiles at me while his hands go to my shirt and pull it up, "If I hurt you..."

"I'm going to warn you, baby, don't worry" he brings our lips together again before pulling away to remove my shirt and his own. We kissed again as Pedri pulled down my pants and I pulled down his, along with his boxers.

I let out a moan as his hand finds the middle of my legs. I wiggled my hips against his fingers.

"Beautiful, we don't have much time" he whispers against my lips, stroking my clit over my panties

"Pedro, please” I mumble as he suddenly pulls my panties aside and grabs his cock.

"Anything my baby wants” he smiles mischievously and puts it all inside me at once, making me let out a scream, he puts our mouths together to shut me up as I wrap my hands around his neck.

Pedri puts his hands on my waist and helps me jump onto his lap, feeling every vein going in and out of me.

"Amor... Pedro” I close my eyes involuntarily and bite my lip, trying not to moan. He holds my chin tightly, forcing me to look at him.

"Open your eyes, I want to see you looking at me" his hoarse voice echoes in my head and I slowly open my eyes to see his serious face and his clenched jaw.

"Pedri... I'm almost there" I scratch the back of his neck and pull a few strands of his hair.

"No. Hold on a little longer" I feel my legs running out of steam and rest my head on his neck.

"I don't know if... I can” I whisper close to his ear, still moving my hips against his thighs.

The only sound in the room was our bodies against each other and our moans and sighs.

"I'm going to come inside you” Pedri warns me as his hands move down to my ass, helping me to move faster and faster.

"Yes, yes!" I dig my nails into his back and squeeze Pedri's cock as I come. He doesn't wait a second and comes inside me

I let out several sighs, feeling completely filled with his cum as he smiles at me and brushes some of my hair from my forehead.

"See? You can still give me pleasure without much effort” I say, trying to control my breathing. Pedri laughs and strokes the cheeks of my ass.

"I love you" he says softly, tucking my hair behind my ear. I smile at him and whisper 'I love you' back.

"Let's go to my room, shall we? I don't want my parents to find us like this" I nod and get up from his lap, putting on my panties and Pedri's shirt.

We go into his room and I lay down on the bed. He sits down next to me and runs his hands over my body.

"Don't you want to take a shower?" I shake my head and breathe deeply.

"I want to lie with you for a while" he nods and lies down next to me. I lay my head on his chest and draw imaginary pictures on his skin.

"I don't want you to feel bad just because you can't have sex with me" I lift my head, "That's not why I'm with you.”

He smiles at me and strokes my back.

"I know, baby. Anyway, I like it better when you're on top of me.”

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A/N: let me know if you like it in the comments!! thank you for reading 🫶

[norrisluv]

FERRARI TEAMMATES - CARLOS SAINZ

warnings: smut, p in v, unprotected sex

carlos sainz x teammate!reader

english is not my first language, so I apologise if any words are spelt wrong!

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The air was thick with tension as you paced back and forth in the hotel room, your heart racing not just from the adrenaline of the day’s race but from the argument that had erupted between you and Carlos. He leaned against the wall, arms crossed, his brow furrowed in frustration.

“I can’t believe you didn’t tell me about the strategy change!” you exclaimed, throwing your hands up in exasperation. “You know how important communication is in this sport!”

Carlos pushed himself off the wall, his brown eyes flashing with irritation. “I didn’t think it was a big deal! I was focused on the race, not on babysitting you!”

“Babysitting? Is that what you think this is?” You stepped closer, your voices rising. “I’m not some rookie, Carlos! I’m your teammate!”

He ran a hand through his tousled hair, the tension in the room palpable. “Then act like it! You’re not the only one under pressure here!”

You could feel the heat radiating off him, a mix of anger and something else—something that made your heart race for a different reason. The argument hung in the air, thick and charged, and for a moment, you both stood there, breathing heavily, the silence almost deafening.

Then, without thinking, you took a step forward, closing the distance between you. “You’re infuriating,” you said, your voice low, but the fire in your eyes betrayed the truth of your feelings.

Carlos’ gaze softened, the anger melting away as he looked at you. “And you’re impossible,” he replied, his voice barely above a whisper.

In that moment, the world outside faded away. The argument, the pressure, the expectations—they all vanished as you found yourself drawn to him. You reached up, your fingers brushing against his jaw, and before you knew it, your lips were crashing together in a heated kiss.

It was electric. The frustration that had built up between you ignited into something far more passionate. Carlos’ hands found your waist, pulling you closer as he deepened the kiss, his tongue teasing against yours. You melted against him, the argument forgotten as desire took over.

He backed you up against the wall, his body pressing against yours, and you could feel the heat radiating off him. “God, I’ve wanted to do this for so long,” he murmured against your lips, his breath hot and heavy.

“Me too,” you admitted, your heart racing as he captured your mouth again, the kiss growing more urgent. You could feel the tension between you shifting, transforming into a desperate need.

Carlos’ hands roamed your body, exploring every curve as he pulled you even closer. You could feel the heat pooling in your stomach, the desire overwhelming. “Let’s forget about everything else,” he said, his voice husky. “Just us.”

You nodded, breathless, as he lifted you effortlessly, your legs wrapping around his waist. He carried you to the bed, laying you down gently before climbing over you, his eyes dark with desire.

“Are you sure?” he asked, his voice low and serious, searching your gaze for any hesitation.

“More than ever,” you replied, pulling him down for another kiss, your fingers tangling in his hair.

Carlos’ hands explored your body, igniting every nerve as he kissed down your neck, his lips trailing fire across your skin.

You gasped as he found the sweet spot just below your ear, your body arching into his touch. “You’re so beautiful,” he murmured, his voice thick with desire. “I can’t get enough of you.”

As Carlos’ lips traveled down your body, you felt every kiss ignite a spark of desire. He took his time, savoring each moment, his hands exploring the curves of your waist and hips. You could feel the heat radiating from him, and it only fueled your own need.

“Carlos,” you breathed, your voice a mix of urgency and longing. He looked up at you, his brown eyes dark with desire, and you could see the hunger reflected in his gaze.

“Tell me what you want,” he murmured, his breath hot against your skin.

You bit your lip, feeling bold. “I want you, Carlos. I want all of you.”

With a low growl, he captured your lips again, his hands sliding under your shirt, fingers brushing against your skin. You shivered at his touch, arching your back as he pulled the fabric over your head, tossing it aside. His hands roamed freely, exploring every inch of you, igniting a fire that spread through your entire body.

“God, eres tan perfecta” he whispered, his lips trailing down your neck and across your collarbone. You could feel his warm breath against your skin, sending shivers down your spine.

As he continued his exploration, you felt a rush of confidence. You reached for the hem of his shirt, pulling it over his head and tossing it aside. Your fingers traced the defined muscles of his chest, feeling the heat radiating from him.

“Your turn,” you teased, a playful smile on your lips.

Carlos chuckled, a low, throaty sound that sent a thrill through you. “You’re going to regret that,” he said, his voice dripping with desire. In an instant, he had you pinned beneath him, his body pressing you into the mattress.

You gasped, the thrill of his dominance sending a rush of excitement through you. He captured your lips again, his kiss deepening as he ground his hips against yours, the friction sending waves of pleasure coursing through you.

“Carlos,” you moaned, your hands gripping his shoulders as you felt the heat building between you. He pulled back slightly, his eyes dark and intense.

“Are you sure?” he asked, his voice low and serious, searching your gaze for any hesitation.

You nodded, breathless. “I want you. Please.”

With a growl of approval, he kissed you again, his hands moving to your jeans, deftly unbuttoning and unzipping them. You lifted your hips, helping him slide them off, leaving you in nothing but your underwear. He paused for a moment, taking in the sight of you, his eyes filled with admiration and desire.

“You’re stunning,” he breathed, and you felt a rush of warmth at his words.

He leaned down, his lips trailing down your body, kissing along your thighs, teasingly close to where you wanted him most. You squirmed beneath him, desperate for his touch. “Carlos, please,” you begged, your voice barely above a whisper.

He looked up at you, a wicked grin on his face. “You’re going to have to be patient,” he teased, before finally pressing his lips against the fabric of your underwear, sending a jolt of pleasure through you.

You gasped, your back arching as he continued to tease you, his tongue flicking against the fabric. The sensation was almost unbearable, and you could feel the heat pooling in your core.

“Carlos, I can’t take it anymore,” you pleaded, your voice thick with need.

With a smirk, he finally pulled your underwear down, tossing it aside before diving in. His mouth was warm and inviting, and you cried out as he began to work his magic, his tongue swirling and teasing in all the right ways.

You felt yourself unraveling beneath him, the pleasure building to an almost unbearable peak. “I’m so close,” you gasped, your fingers tangling in his hair as you pulled him closer.

“Let go for me,” he murmured against you, his voice sending shivers down your spine. “I want to feel you.”

With a final flick of his tongue, you shattered, waves of pleasure crashing over you as you cried out his name. He continued to work you through your orgasm, his mouth never leaving you until you were trembling and breathless.

As you came down from your high, Carlos crawled back up your body, capturing your lips in a heated kiss. You could taste yourself on him, and it only fueled your desire further.

“You where so good,” he said, his voice low and filled with promise. He reached for his jeans, quickly shedding them before positioning himself between your legs.

You could feel the heat radiating from him, and your heart raced in anticipation. “Please, Carlos,” you begged again, your body aching for him.

With a smirk, Carlos positioned himself at your entrance, his eyes locking onto yours as he slowly pushed inside. You gasped at the sensation, feeling him fill you completely. The stretch was delicious, and you could see the pleasure etched on his face as he sank deeper.

“God, you feel incredible,” he groaned, his voice thick with desire. He paused for a moment, letting you adjust to his size, his hands gripping your hips tightly.

“Move, Carlos,” you urged, your voice breathless. The need for him was overwhelming, and you could feel the heat pooling in your core again.

With a low growl, he began to thrust, slowly at first, but quickly building a rhythm that had you gasping for more. Each thrust sent waves of pleasure coursing through you, and you could feel the tension building again.

“Just like that,” you encouraged, your nails digging into his back as he picked up the pace. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, mingling with your moans and his grunts of pleasure.

Carlos’ eyes were locked onto yours, his expression a mix of concentration and pure ecstasy. “You’re so beautiful when you’re like this,” he murmured, his voice low and husky. “I can’t get enough of you.”

You felt a rush of heat at his words, the intimacy of the moment sending you spiraling further into pleasure. “More, Carlos. I want more,” you begged, your body arching to meet his thrusts.

He responded with a deep, primal growl, driving into you harder, the intensity building with each movement. You could feel the pressure coiling tighter and tighter within you, and you knew you were close again.

“Carlos, I’m so close,” you gasped, your breath coming in quick bursts. “Don’t stop!”

“I would never stop,” he promised, his thrusts becoming more frantic as he chased his own release. The room was filled with the sounds of your pleasure, the heat between you palpable.

With each thrust, he hit that sweet spot inside you, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through your body. You could feel the tension building, ready to snap at any moment.

“Let go for me, babe,” he urged, his voice thick with need. “I want to feel you cum around me.”

With a final thrust, the pressure inside you broke, and you cried out his name as pleasure washed over you in waves. Your body tightened around him, and you could feel him shudder as he followed you over the edge, his own release spilling into you.

“Fuck,” he groaned, collapsing against you, his breath hot against your neck. You held him close, your heart racing as you both came down from the high, the world outside forgotten.

After a moment, he pulled back slightly, looking into your eyes with a soft smile. “That was… incredible,” he said, his voice still breathless.

You couldn’t help but smile back, feeling a warmth spread through your chest. “It really was,” you agreed, running your fingers through his hair.

Carlos leaned down, capturing your lips in a gentle kiss, the passion still lingering but now softened by the intimacy of the moment. You could feel the connection between you, stronger than ever, and you knew that this night would be one you’d never forget.

As you lay together, wrapped in each other’s arms, the earlier argument felt like a distant memory. In its place was a bond forged in passion and understanding, a promise of more moments like this to come.

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A/N: please let me know if you like it! requests are open!

[norrisluv]

FERRARI TEAMMATES - CARLOS SAINZ

warnings: smut, p in v, unprotected sex

carlos sainz x teammate!reader

english is not my first language, so I apologise if any words are spelt wrong!

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The air was thick with tension as you paced back and forth in the hotel room, your heart racing not just from the adrenaline of the day’s race but from the argument that had erupted between you and Carlos. He leaned against the wall, arms crossed, his brow furrowed in frustration.

“I can’t believe you didn’t tell me about the strategy change!” you exclaimed, throwing your hands up in exasperation. “You know how important communication is in this sport!”

Carlos pushed himself off the wall, his brown eyes flashing with irritation. “I didn’t think it was a big deal! I was focused on the race, not on babysitting you!”

“Babysitting? Is that what you think this is?” You stepped closer, your voices rising. “I’m not some rookie, Carlos! I’m your teammate!”

He ran a hand through his tousled hair, the tension in the room palpable. “Then act like it! You’re not the only one under pressure here!”

You could feel the heat radiating off him, a mix of anger and something else—something that made your heart race for a different reason. The argument hung in the air, thick and charged, and for a moment, you both stood there, breathing heavily, the silence almost deafening.

Then, without thinking, you took a step forward, closing the distance between you. “You’re infuriating,” you said, your voice low, but the fire in your eyes betrayed the truth of your feelings.

Carlos’ gaze softened, the anger melting away as he looked at you. “And you’re impossible,” he replied, his voice barely above a whisper.

In that moment, the world outside faded away. The argument, the pressure, the expectations—they all vanished as you found yourself drawn to him. You reached up, your fingers brushing against his jaw, and before you knew it, your lips were crashing together in a heated kiss.

It was electric. The frustration that had built up between you ignited into something far more passionate. Carlos’ hands found your waist, pulling you closer as he deepened the kiss, his tongue teasing against yours. You melted against him, the argument forgotten as desire took over.

He backed you up against the wall, his body pressing against yours, and you could feel the heat radiating off him. “God, I’ve wanted to do this for so long,” he murmured against your lips, his breath hot and heavy.

“Me too,” you admitted, your heart racing as he captured your mouth again, the kiss growing more urgent. You could feel the tension between you shifting, transforming into a desperate need.

Carlos’ hands roamed your body, exploring every curve as he pulled you even closer. You could feel the heat pooling in your stomach, the desire overwhelming. “Let’s forget about everything else,” he said, his voice husky. “Just us.”

You nodded, breathless, as he lifted you effortlessly, your legs wrapping around his waist. He carried you to the bed, laying you down gently before climbing over you, his eyes dark with desire.

“Are you sure?” he asked, his voice low and serious, searching your gaze for any hesitation.

“More than ever,” you replied, pulling him down for another kiss, your fingers tangling in his hair.

Carlos’ hands explored your body, igniting every nerve as he kissed down your neck, his lips trailing fire across your skin.

You gasped as he found the sweet spot just below your ear, your body arching into his touch. “You’re so beautiful,” he murmured, his voice thick with desire. “I can’t get enough of you.”

As Carlos’ lips traveled down your body, you felt every kiss ignite a spark of desire. He took his time, savoring each moment, his hands exploring the curves of your waist and hips. You could feel the heat radiating from him, and it only fueled your own need.

“Carlos,” you breathed, your voice a mix of urgency and longing. He looked up at you, his brown eyes dark with desire, and you could see the hunger reflected in his gaze.

“Tell me what you want,” he murmured, his breath hot against your skin.

You bit your lip, feeling bold. “I want you, Carlos. I want all of you.”

With a low growl, he captured your lips again, his hands sliding under your shirt, fingers brushing against your skin. You shivered at his touch, arching your back as he pulled the fabric over your head, tossing it aside. His hands roamed freely, exploring every inch of you, igniting a fire that spread through your entire body.

“God, eres tan perfecta” he whispered, his lips trailing down your neck and across your collarbone. You could feel his warm breath against your skin, sending shivers down your spine.

As he continued his exploration, you felt a rush of confidence. You reached for the hem of his shirt, pulling it over his head and tossing it aside. Your fingers traced the defined muscles of his chest, feeling the heat radiating from him.

“Your turn,” you teased, a playful smile on your lips.

Carlos chuckled, a low, throaty sound that sent a thrill through you. “You’re going to regret that,” he said, his voice dripping with desire. In an instant, he had you pinned beneath him, his body pressing you into the mattress.

You gasped, the thrill of his dominance sending a rush of excitement through you. He captured your lips again, his kiss deepening as he ground his hips against yours, the friction sending waves of pleasure coursing through you.

“Carlos,” you moaned, your hands gripping his shoulders as you felt the heat building between you. He pulled back slightly, his eyes dark and intense.

“Are you sure?” he asked, his voice low and serious, searching your gaze for any hesitation.

You nodded, breathless. “I want you. Please.”

With a growl of approval, he kissed you again, his hands moving to your jeans, deftly unbuttoning and unzipping them. You lifted your hips, helping him slide them off, leaving you in nothing but your underwear. He paused for a moment, taking in the sight of you, his eyes filled with admiration and desire.

“You’re stunning,” he breathed, and you felt a rush of warmth at his words.

He leaned down, his lips trailing down your body, kissing along your thighs, teasingly close to where you wanted him most. You squirmed beneath him, desperate for his touch. “Carlos, please,” you begged, your voice barely above a whisper.

He looked up at you, a wicked grin on his face. “You’re going to have to be patient,” he teased, before finally pressing his lips against the fabric of your underwear, sending a jolt of pleasure through you.

You gasped, your back arching as he continued to tease you, his tongue flicking against the fabric. The sensation was almost unbearable, and you could feel the heat pooling in your core.

“Carlos, I can’t take it anymore,” you pleaded, your voice thick with need.

With a smirk, he finally pulled your underwear down, tossing it aside before diving in. His mouth was warm and inviting, and you cried out as he began to work his magic, his tongue swirling and teasing in all the right ways.

You felt yourself unraveling beneath him, the pleasure building to an almost unbearable peak. “I’m so close,” you gasped, your fingers tangling in his hair as you pulled him closer.

“Let go for me,” he murmured against you, his voice sending shivers down your spine. “I want to feel you.”

With a final flick of his tongue, you shattered, waves of pleasure crashing over you as you cried out his name. He continued to work you through your orgasm, his mouth never leaving you until you were trembling and breathless.

As you came down from your high, Carlos crawled back up your body, capturing your lips in a heated kiss. You could taste yourself on him, and it only fueled your desire further.

“You where so good,” he said, his voice low and filled with promise. He reached for his jeans, quickly shedding them before positioning himself between your legs.

You could feel the heat radiating from him, and your heart raced in anticipation. “Please, Carlos,” you begged again, your body aching for him.

With a smirk, Carlos positioned himself at your entrance, his eyes locking onto yours as he slowly pushed inside. You gasped at the sensation, feeling him fill you completely. The stretch was delicious, and you could see the pleasure etched on his face as he sank deeper.

“God, you feel incredible,” he groaned, his voice thick with desire. He paused for a moment, letting you adjust to his size, his hands gripping your hips tightly.

“Move, Carlos,” you urged, your voice breathless. The need for him was overwhelming, and you could feel the heat pooling in your core again.

With a low growl, he began to thrust, slowly at first, but quickly building a rhythm that had you gasping for more. Each thrust sent waves of pleasure coursing through you, and you could feel the tension building again.

“Just like that,” you encouraged, your nails digging into his back as he picked up the pace. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, mingling with your moans and his grunts of pleasure.

Carlos’ eyes were locked onto yours, his expression a mix of concentration and pure ecstasy. “You’re so beautiful when you’re like this,” he murmured, his voice low and husky. “I can’t get enough of you.”

You felt a rush of heat at his words, the intimacy of the moment sending you spiraling further into pleasure. “More, Carlos. I want more,” you begged, your body arching to meet his thrusts.

He responded with a deep, primal growl, driving into you harder, the intensity building with each movement. You could feel the pressure coiling tighter and tighter within you, and you knew you were close again.

“Carlos, I’m so close,” you gasped, your breath coming in quick bursts. “Don’t stop!”

“I would never stop,” he promised, his thrusts becoming more frantic as he chased his own release. The room was filled with the sounds of your pleasure, the heat between you palpable.

With each thrust, he hit that sweet spot inside you, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through your body. You could feel the tension building, ready to snap at any moment.

“Let go for me, babe,” he urged, his voice thick with need. “I want to feel you cum around me.”

With a final thrust, the pressure inside you broke, and you cried out his name as pleasure washed over you in waves. Your body tightened around him, and you could feel him shudder as he followed you over the edge, his own release spilling into you.

“Fuck,” he groaned, collapsing against you, his breath hot against your neck. You held him close, your heart racing as you both came down from the high, the world outside forgotten.

After a moment, he pulled back slightly, looking into your eyes with a soft smile. “That was… incredible,” he said, his voice still breathless.

You couldn’t help but smile back, feeling a warmth spread through your chest. “It really was,” you agreed, running your fingers through his hair.

Carlos leaned down, capturing your lips in a gentle kiss, the passion still lingering but now softened by the intimacy of the moment. You could feel the connection between you, stronger than ever, and you knew that this night would be one you’d never forget.

As you lay together, wrapped in each other’s arms, the earlier argument felt like a distant memory. In its place was a bond forged in passion and understanding, a promise of more moments like this to come.

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A/N: please let me know if you like it! requests are open!

[norrisluv]

can you write a fic about lando x zaks!daughter where lando always mentions he wants a dog but doesn’t have the time, so you surprise him with a yellow lab puppy and he’s so excited but asks you what’s gonna happen because you two are so busy all the time (obviously he’s way busier), so you promise him you’ll manage and he doesn’t have to worry. and you know that dogs going everywhere with them

hii thank you for your request, i hope you like it! its here !!

[norrisluv]

THE SURPRISE - LANDO NORRIS

warnings: fluff

lando norris x zak brown's daughter!reader

english is not my first language, so I apologise if any words are spelt wrong!

this is a request!!

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The crisp morning sun poured through the window as you scrolled through the adoption website on your phone. Lando had been dropping hints about wanting a dog for months now, though it always came with the caveat of, "But I just don’t have the time, you know?" You could see the longing in his eyes every time he saw a dog during his travels or in fan posts. He wanted one, even if he didn’t let himself believe it was possible. So, you decided to make it happen—for him and for you.

After weeks of planning, you found the perfect little yellow Labrador puppy from a reputable rescue. She was playful but calm, a bright-eyed bundle of joy. You’d spent days researching everything about puppies, from training to travel logistics, knowing how hectic both your lives were. And now, the big day had arrived.

Lando was due back from a simulator session at McLaren HQ later in the afternoon, so you had time to prepare. You’d set up a cozy little dog bed in the corner of the living room, a basket of toys, and bowls already filled with water and kibble. The puppy, who you’d named Sunny, was napping on your lap, her tiny chest rising and falling with each breath.

When Lando walked through the door, his hair slightly tousled and his McLaren hoodie slightly oversized, you could tell he was tired but content. "Hey, love," he called, kicking off his sneakers.

"Hey," you replied, a mischievous smile playing on your lips as you stayed seated on the couch.

His eyes narrowed. "What’s that look for? You’re up to something."

"Me? Never," you teased, shifting slightly so Sunny’s little head peeked out from under your arm.

Lando froze. "No. Way."

You grinned as Sunny stirred, her big, soulful eyes opening and landing on Lando. The moment he saw her, his tiredness evaporated. "Oh my God! Is she… Is she ours?"

"Surprise! Meet Sunny," you said, gently placing her on the floor. She wobbled on her tiny legs before padding over to Lando, tail wagging furiously.

He dropped to his knees, his face lighting up like a kid on Christmas morning. "Hi, Sunny! Oh, you’re so cute! Look at you!" His voice was an octave higher as he scooped her up, cradling her like the most precious thing in the world. Sunny responded by licking his face enthusiastically, making him laugh.

"You’ve been talking about wanting a dog forever," you explained, sitting beside him. "I know we’re busy, but I’ve figured it all out. I’ll handle most of the care, and she can travel with us whenever possible. I’ve even spoken to my dad about it—turns out, McLaren’s totally cool with her being around."

Lando looked at you, his eyes soft and full of emotion. "You did all this for me?"

"Of course. I know how much you’ve wanted this, and I’ll make sure you don’t have to worry about anything. You just get to enjoy her."

He leaned in and kissed you, lingering for a moment before pulling back to look at Sunny. "She’s perfect. You’re perfect. But are you sure? She’s a big responsibility."

"I’ve got it covered, trust me," you reassured him. "And let’s be honest, Sunny’s about to be the most well-traveled dog in the world."

Lando laughed, hugging Sunny close. "Alright, then. Sunny’s officially part of the family."

The rest of the evening was spent watching Sunny explore her new home, with Lando snapping pictures and videos to share with his family and a select few friends. You could tell he was already smitten, constantly doting on her and giving her belly rubs.

Later that night, as Sunny snoozed in her bed and you curled up beside Lando on the couch, he kissed the top of your head. "Thank you for this," he whispered. "For her, for everything."

"Anything for you," you replied, your heart full as you watched him glance back at Sunny with a look of pure happiness.

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The atmosphere at Silverstone was electric. Fans cheered from the grandstands, the smell of rubber and fuel filled the air, and engines roared to life in the garages. It was a big race day for Lando, and this time, Sunny was part of the action.

You arrived at the paddock early, Sunny trotting beside you with her McLaren bandana tied neatly around her neck. She was a natural at stealing hearts, stopping every few steps as team members, fans, and even rival drivers paused to coo over her.

As you made your way to the McLaren garage, your dad, Zak Brown, spotted you from across the paddock. "There’s my girl," he called out, his sharp eyes softening when they landed on Sunny. "And who’s this little superstar?"

"Meet Sunny," you said, kneeling to let the puppy greet Zak. "She’s officially part of the family now."

Zak crouched, letting Sunny sniff his hand before giving her a gentle pat. "Well, she’s already got the whole paddock charmed, hasn’t she? Lando, this was a good call."

Lando grinned, hands in his hoodie pockets. "I can’t take the credit. This was all her," he said, nodding toward you.

Inside the garage, Sunny had her own little setup—a custom McLaren dog bed and a small water station. Zak checked in occasionally, offering a lighthearted comment here and there. "You know," he said at one point, "if she keeps this up, I might have to put her in some team promos."

As the race approached, Zak joined you and Sunny on the garage. The crowd was buzzing with excitement, and a few fans held up signs dedicated to the puppy like "SUNNY FOR TEAM PRINCIPAL!"

Zak chuckled, glancing at the signs. "Looks like she’s already more popular than me."

"She’s got that Brown charm," you teased, earning a playful eye roll from your dad.

When the race began, Sunny sat beside you and some people you know in the McLaren hospitality suite, her ears perking up every time Lando’s name was mentioned. People couldn’t help but narrate Sunny’s reactions. "See that tail wag? That’s pure confidence in her dad."

It was a nail-biting race, but Lando drove brilliantly, crossing the finish line in second place. The garage erupted in cheers, and Sunny barked excitedly as if she understood the significance of the moment.

After the podium celebrations, Lando returned to the garage, still in his race suit and champagne-drenched shoes. "Sunny! Did you see that?" he exclaimed, dropping to the floor to hug her. Sunny greeted him with enthusiastic licks, her tail wagging furiously.

Zak appeared shortly after, clapping Lando on the back. "Solid drive out there. I think Sunny’s got a future as the team mascot."

Lando grinned, scratching Sunny behind the ears. "She’s already the heart of the team."

As the evening wore on, the three of you sat outside the motorhome, watching the sunset over the paddock. Sunny curled up between you and Lando, her soft snores filling the quiet. Lando glanced over you and smiled. "This," he said, "is what it’s all about. Family, racing, and a little bit of chaos."

You leaned your head against Lando’s shoulder, your heart full. "And just think—we get to do it all over again next race."

Lando chuckled, pressing a kiss to your temple. "As long as you and Sunny are there, I know it’ll be amazing."

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AROUND THE CORNER - LANDO NORRIS

warnings: fluff

lando norris x fem!photographer reader

english is not my first language, so I apologise if any words are spelt wrong!

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The muffled sound of the engines echoed through the paddock corridors as I adjusted the last details of the team photos. It was intense work, but being there, among the controlled chaos of a race weekend, made it all worth it.

"Hey, do you need any help with that?"

I looked up and there he was, Lando Norris, with that smile that always seemed to light up any room. He was wearing his racing suit half open, revealing the team's black T- shirt, and carrying a cup of coffee in his hand.

"If you knew how complicated this was, I think you'd run." I laughed, trying to hide the nervousness he always caused in me.

"Challenges are my thing." He pulled up a chair and sat next to me, looking at the photos on the computer screen. "Are these for posting tomorrow?"

I nodded, quickly explaining the buttons that he seemed to follow with genuine interest.

"So basically, my job is to look good in the photos, right?" he joked, drawing a smile from me.

"Something like that" I replied, shaking my head. "But to be fair, you're pretty good at what you do."

He raised an eyebrow, clearly pleased with the compliment. "I know. But I like hearing you say that."

We both laughed, and the conversation turned to something lighter. He told us about the fans he'd met earlier and an absurd bad joke competition he'd lost to one of the mechanics.

When the paddock began to empty, I realised it was getting late, but I didn't feel like calling it a night. He seemed equally comfortable, his elbows resting on the table as he watched you with a curious look.

"Have you ever thought about driving?" he asked, breaking the silence that had settled in.

"Me? Not in my wildest dreams. I prefer to stay behind the screen, where everything is safer."

He tilted his head, as if considering something. "Maybe you should try it. Sometimes getting out of your comfort zone is exactly what you need."

"And you speak from experience?"

"Absolutely." He smiled again, but this time there was something different, something deeper in his eyes. "You never know what you might find around the corner."

It was a simple phrase, but it kept echoing in his mind. Perhaps he was right.

"So, when are you going to teach me?"

Lando blinked, surprised. Then the broadest, most genuine smile lit up his face. "Are you serious?"

"Why not?"

"Ok, but just to be clear: if you wreck the car, I'll say it was your idea."

I laughed, feeling that that night had changed something inside you. We got up from our seats and Lando went to his room to change, while I packed up my camera and equipment. 

"Did I see right? Lando Norris was talking to you?" I turned to the voice now closer to me. Lily, my best friend, approaches me

"It's not the first time I've spoken to him, you know, we all work in the same place." I smile at the strategist.

"But it's the first time I've seen him smile like that at someone on the team" I let out an involuntary smile

"He was just being nice" I whisper and pick up my bag. We both left the room in the direction of her car, while I watched Lando from across the road get into his McLaren 

Maybe it was the start of something new - or just an unexpected adventure with Lando Norris. Either way, I couldn't wait to find out what lay around the corner.

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FOR REQUESTS

𝗪𝗛𝗔𝗧 𝗜 𝗪𝗥𝗜𝗧𝗘

↳ romance, fluff, smut and angst

𝗪𝗛𝗢 𝗜 𝗪𝗥𝗜𝗧𝗘

↳ driver & reader (lando norris, charles leclerc, oscar piastri, carlos sainz, arthur leclerc, ollie bearman ; i can make exceptions depending on the driver), football player & reader (pablo gavi, pedri gonzalez, fermin lopez, joao felix ; i can make exceptions depending on the football player)

[norrisluv]

"FIANCÉ?" - CHARLES LECLERC

warnings: none i think

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I take the two glasses from the bar and walk over to the table where my friends are sitting. I sit down on the bench next to Charles and hand him his glass.

"Took you long enough." Carlos looks at me as I start to sip my drink.

"There were a lot of people in the bar, you go next time," Rebecca, Carlos' girlfriend, laughs as he rolls his eyes. Then suddenly Charles' arm goes around my back.

"Thank you, ma cherie." He leaves a kiss on the corner of my mouth and I smile. Without warning, my cell phone starts ringing. I look at the screen in confusion and surprise, but then I reject the call.

"What's wrong, beautiful? Who was that?" Charles looks at me worriedly and I lift my head, still not quite sure what to say.

"My ex. That was my ex. Jesus, I haven't talked to him in a few years." I put my phone down on the table and take a deep breath.

"Why did he call you?" Rebecca asks curiously, shifting her gaze between Charles and me. Carlos is also paying attention to my answer, curious.

"He sends her messages from time to time, but he never called, did he?" I shake my head and my screen turns on again, now with a message

"I can see you"

I feel a shiver run through my body and take a deep breath as Charles reads the message, too.

"What the fuck?" Charles looks around the bar and stops in the corner.

"Shit" Me, Carlos and Rebecca look in the same direction as Charles and my eyes go wide when I see the familiar face.

"Fuck" Jack, my ex-boyfriend, smiles at me as he sips his beer.

"Is he still texting you even though you've been dating Charles for over a year?" Carlos turns his head to me again and I nod.

"He's coming here" Charles whispers in my ear and I stretch my back, feeling a shiver run down my spine.

"Hey" I hear my ex-boyfriend's voice and take a deep breath.

"Hey Charles" Charles nods while I remain silent, staring at our glasses.

"You're good, I can tell." I pick up my glass and wet my lips.

"Better before you showed up" I hear Charles laugh at my answer and Rebecca and Carlos try not to make a sound.

"You're prettier" he ignores what I've said and I grip my glass tighter as my boyfriend rolls his eyes.

"And you're more... stupid" I drink the rest of my drink and Charles puts one of his hands on my knee, squeezing it lightly.

"Do you think I could talk to you alone?" He asks in a whisper and just as I'm about to answer, Charles cuts me off.

"I'm sorry, but you're ruining our evening, my fiancée and I are here to celebrate" Carlos chokes on his drink as I look at Charles in surprise. He takes my left hand and puts his own over it.

"Fiancée?" My ex-boyfriend asks, as surprised as I am, trying to see my hand, which is covered by Charles'.

"Yes, now if you'll excuse us, please leave" Charles says a little irritated as the man walks away grumbling.

"Fiancée, huh?" I ask Charles and he smiles at me, taking my hand and planting a kiss on my fingers.

"I couldn't think of anything better, sorry." He shrugs and Charles lets out a sigh.

"So you mean there won't be a wedding?" Carlos says sadly and his girlfriend quickly slaps his arm.

"Not that I know of" I look at Charles and he shakes his head negatively.

"I've got nothing" he raises his arms and the four of us laugh.

"Now I'll just wait for the proposal."

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YOUR LEG - PEDRI GONZALEZ

NOTE: this one-shot is a request!

warnings: smutttt!!!!

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I hear some voices in the house as I slowly open my eyes. I feel hands around my waist and a light breath against my ear. I smile when I realize that Pedri is still asleep and try to turn over in the bed without waking him. I watch him for a few minutes until he wakes up too.

"Hola, love" I smile as he slowly moves in bed. "Watch your leg" I whisper and he rolls his eyes.

"I know, I can't forget. You're always reminding me." He slowly gets up and pulls on a pair of sweatpants. I get up as well and put on some shorts.

"Pedro, hey. I'm just worried" I grab Pedri's arm and he takes a deep breath and kisses me on the forehead.

"I know, mi amor. I'm sorry. Let's have breakfast, shall we?" I smile slightly and take his hand, leaving the room and walking slowly down the stairs to the kitchen.

Pedri's parents and brother were already eating. We sat down and ate while we talked. A few minutes later, I was helping Fer with the dishes while my boyfriend was in the living room with his parents.

"Has he talked to you yet?" Fer asked quietly, looking behind her to make sure no one could hear us.

"About the knee? Nothing." I answer quietly as well, drying the dishes.

"He has physio today. He asked me to take him." I nod as I look at the man sitting on the sofa, "Do you want to pick him up?"

"Sorry?" I turn my head back to Fer. He puts down the glasses and smiles at me.

"I asked if you wanted to pick him up from physiotherapy later." I put the cloth on the table and take a deep breath.

"Yes, that's fine."

After Fer and Pedri leave for physiotherapy, I stay home to help Rosa and Fernando clean the rest of the house. I fix a few things in my boyfriend's childhood bedroom, like photos and things that are out of place. When it's time, I take Pedri's car keys and drive to the place where he worked out.

I park at the door and he smiles when he sees me.

"I didn't know you were picking me up" he leaves a kiss on my cheek as I drive away.

"Fer asked if I could," I smile and put both hands on the wheel "So how was..."

"I don't want to talk about it" Pedri says above me and I stare at him for a few seconds.

"You still haven't talked to me about it and..." he lets out a sigh and I bite my lip, "I'm sorry..."

"I'm so angry at myself for getting hurt, I was playing so well." I look down the street, saddened by Pedri's words. "I shouldn't have let it happen. I can't do anything. I can't even give you pleasure!"

My eyes widen at the confession. I grab the wheel and swallow dryly.

"I don't understand..." he closes his eyes and takes a deep breath.

"Please, we haven't had sex in two weeks and it's because of my knee." He laughs ironically and I roll my eyes.

"It's not your fault, Pedro” I whisper and park the car in front of the house. He slowly gets out of the car and walks over to me.

"I still feel like shit” he walks to the door and enters the house, leaving me behind. I take off my sneakers as he walks over to the couch.

"There are ways we can have sex without you pushing." I say quickly and he raises an eyebrow. I walk over to him and sit on his lap.

"My parents..." I cut him off by suddenly bringing our lips together.

"They went to the market” I whisper and he smiles at me while his hands go to my shirt and pull it up, "If I hurt you..."

"I'm going to warn you, baby, don't worry" he brings our lips together again before pulling away to remove my shirt and his own. We kissed again as Pedri pulled down my pants and I pulled down his, along with his boxers.

I let out a moan as his hand finds the middle of my legs. I wiggled my hips against his fingers.

"Beautiful, we don't have much time" he whispers against my lips, stroking my clit over my panties

"Pedro, please” I mumble as he suddenly pulls my panties aside and grabs his cock.

"Anything my baby wants” he smiles mischievously and puts it all inside me at once, making me let out a scream, he puts our mouths together to shut me up as I wrap my hands around his neck.

Pedri puts his hands on my waist and helps me jump onto his lap, feeling every vein going in and out of me.

"Amor... Pedro” I close my eyes involuntarily and bite my lip, trying not to moan. He holds my chin tightly, forcing me to look at him.

"Open your eyes, I want to see you looking at me" his hoarse voice echoes in my head and I slowly open my eyes to see his serious face and his clenched jaw.

"Pedri... I'm almost there" I scratch the back of his neck and pull a few strands of his hair.

"No. Hold on a little longer" I feel my legs running out of steam and rest my head on his neck.

"I don't know if... I can” I whisper close to his ear, still moving my hips against his thighs.

The only sound in the room was our bodies against each other and our moans and sighs.

"I'm going to come inside you” Pedri warns me as his hands move down to my ass, helping me to move faster and faster.

"Yes, yes!" I dig my nails into his back and squeeze Pedri's cock as I come. He doesn't wait a second and comes inside me

I let out several sighs, feeling completely filled with his cum as he smiles at me and brushes some of my hair from my forehead.

"See? You can still give me pleasure without much effort” I say, trying to control my breathing. Pedri laughs and strokes the cheeks of my ass.

"I love you" he says softly, tucking my hair behind my ear. I smile at him and whisper 'I love you' back.

"Let's go to my room, shall we? I don't want my parents to find us like this" I nod and get up from his lap, putting on my panties and Pedri's shirt.

We go into his room and I lay down on the bed. He sits down next to me and runs his hands over my body.

"Don't you want to take a shower?" I shake my head and breathe deeply.

"I want to lie with you for a while" he nods and lies down next to me. I lay my head on his chest and draw imaginary pictures on his skin.

"I don't want you to feel bad just because you can't have sex with me" I lift my head, "That's not why I'm with you.”

He smiles at me and strokes my back.

"I know, baby. Anyway, I like it better when you're on top of me.”

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[norrisluv]

YOUR LEG - PEDRI GONZALEZ

NOTE: this one-shot is a request!

warnings: smutttt!!!!

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I hear some voices in the house as I slowly open my eyes. I feel hands around my waist and a light breath against my ear. I smile when I realize that Pedri is still asleep and try to turn over in the bed without waking him. I watch him for a few minutes until he wakes up too.

"Hola, love" I smile as he slowly moves in bed. "Watch your leg" I whisper and he rolls his eyes.

"I know, I can't forget. You're always reminding me." He slowly gets up and pulls on a pair of sweatpants. I get up as well and put on some shorts.

"Pedro, hey. I'm just worried" I grab Pedri's arm and he takes a deep breath and kisses me on the forehead.

"I know, mi amor. I'm sorry. Let's have breakfast, shall we?" I smile slightly and take his hand, leaving the room and walking slowly down the stairs to the kitchen.

Pedri's parents and brother were already eating. We sat down and ate while we talked. A few minutes later, I was helping Fer with the dishes while my boyfriend was in the living room with his parents.

"Has he talked to you yet?" Fer asked quietly, looking behind her to make sure no one could hear us.

"About the knee? Nothing." I answer quietly as well, drying the dishes.

"He has physio today. He asked me to take him." I nod as I look at the man sitting on the sofa, "Do you want to pick him up?"

"Sorry?" I turn my head back to Fer. He puts down the glasses and smiles at me.

"I asked if you wanted to pick him up from physiotherapy later." I put the cloth on the table and take a deep breath.

"Yes, that's fine."

After Fer and Pedri leave for physiotherapy, I stay home to help Rosa and Fernando clean the rest of the house. I fix a few things in my boyfriend's childhood bedroom, like photos and things that are out of place. When it's time, I take Pedri's car keys and drive to the place where he worked out.

I park at the door and he smiles when he sees me.

"I didn't know you were picking me up" he leaves a kiss on my cheek as I drive away.

"Fer asked if I could," I smile and put both hands on the wheel "So how was..."

"I don't want to talk about it" Pedri says above me and I stare at him for a few seconds.

"You still haven't talked to me about it and..." he lets out a sigh and I bite my lip, "I'm sorry..."

"I'm so angry at myself for getting hurt, I was playing so well." I look down the street, saddened by Pedri's words. "I shouldn't have let it happen. I can't do anything. I can't even give you pleasure!"

My eyes widen at the confession. I grab the wheel and swallow dryly.

"I don't understand..." he closes his eyes and takes a deep breath.

"Please, we haven't had sex in two weeks and it's because of my knee." He laughs ironically and I roll my eyes.

"It's not your fault, Pedro” I whisper and park the car in front of the house. He slowly gets out of the car and walks over to me.

"I still feel like shit” he walks to the door and enters the house, leaving me behind. I take off my sneakers as he walks over to the couch.

"There are ways we can have sex without you pushing." I say quickly and he raises an eyebrow. I walk over to him and sit on his lap.

"My parents..." I cut him off by suddenly bringing our lips together.

"They went to the market” I whisper and he smiles at me while his hands go to my shirt and pull it up, "If I hurt you..."

"I'm going to warn you, baby, don't worry" he brings our lips together again before pulling away to remove my shirt and his own. We kissed again as Pedri pulled down my pants and I pulled down his, along with his boxers.

I let out a moan as his hand finds the middle of my legs. I wiggled my hips against his fingers.

"Beautiful, we don't have much time" he whispers against my lips, stroking my clit over my panties

"Pedro, please” I mumble as he suddenly pulls my panties aside and grabs his cock.

"Anything my baby wants” he smiles mischievously and puts it all inside me at once, making me let out a scream, he puts our mouths together to shut me up as I wrap my hands around his neck.

Pedri puts his hands on my waist and helps me jump onto his lap, feeling every vein going in and out of me.

"Amor... Pedro” I close my eyes involuntarily and bite my lip, trying not to moan. He holds my chin tightly, forcing me to look at him.

"Open your eyes, I want to see you looking at me" his hoarse voice echoes in my head and I slowly open my eyes to see his serious face and his clenched jaw.

"Pedri... I'm almost there" I scratch the back of his neck and pull a few strands of his hair.

"No. Hold on a little longer" I feel my legs running out of steam and rest my head on his neck.

"I don't know if... I can” I whisper close to his ear, still moving my hips against his thighs.

The only sound in the room was our bodies against each other and our moans and sighs.

"I'm going to come inside you” Pedri warns me as his hands move down to my ass, helping me to move faster and faster.

"Yes, yes!" I dig my nails into his back and squeeze Pedri's cock as I come. He doesn't wait a second and comes inside me

I let out several sighs, feeling completely filled with his cum as he smiles at me and brushes some of my hair from my forehead.

"See? You can still give me pleasure without much effort” I say, trying to control my breathing. Pedri laughs and strokes the cheeks of my ass.

"I love you" he says softly, tucking my hair behind my ear. I smile at him and whisper 'I love you' back.

"Let's go to my room, shall we? I don't want my parents to find us like this" I nod and get up from his lap, putting on my panties and Pedri's shirt.

We go into his room and I lay down on the bed. He sits down next to me and runs his hands over my body.

"Don't you want to take a shower?" I shake my head and breathe deeply.

"I want to lie with you for a while" he nods and lies down next to me. I lay my head on his chest and draw imaginary pictures on his skin.

"I don't want you to feel bad just because you can't have sex with me" I lift my head, "That's not why I'm with you.”

He smiles at me and strokes my back.

"I know, baby. Anyway, I like it better when you're on top of me.”

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A/N: let me know if you like it in the comments!! thank you for reading 🫶

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didi can you write Pedri smut 🫶🫶🫶🫶

it's here!! thank you for your request!

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YOUR LEG - PEDRI GONZALEZ

NOTE: this one-shot is a request!

warnings: smutttt!!!!

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I hear some voices in the house as I slowly open my eyes. I feel hands around my waist and a light breath against my ear. I smile when I realize that Pedri is still asleep and try to turn over in the bed without waking him. I watch him for a few minutes until he wakes up too.

"Hola, love" I smile as he slowly moves in bed. "Watch your leg" I whisper and he rolls his eyes.

"I know, I can't forget. You're always reminding me." He slowly gets up and pulls on a pair of sweatpants. I get up as well and put on some shorts.

"Pedro, hey. I'm just worried" I grab Pedri's arm and he takes a deep breath and kisses me on the forehead.

"I know, mi amor. I'm sorry. Let's have breakfast, shall we?" I smile slightly and take his hand, leaving the room and walking slowly down the stairs to the kitchen.

Pedri's parents and brother were already eating. We sat down and ate while we talked. A few minutes later, I was helping Fer with the dishes while my boyfriend was in the living room with his parents.

"Has he talked to you yet?" Fer asked quietly, looking behind her to make sure no one could hear us.

"About the knee? Nothing." I answer quietly as well, drying the dishes.

"He has physio today. He asked me to take him." I nod as I look at the man sitting on the sofa, "Do you want to pick him up?"

"Sorry?" I turn my head back to Fer. He puts down the glasses and smiles at me.

"I asked if you wanted to pick him up from physiotherapy later." I put the cloth on the table and take a deep breath.

"Yes, that's fine."

After Fer and Pedri leave for physiotherapy, I stay home to help Rosa and Fernando clean the rest of the house. I fix a few things in my boyfriend's childhood bedroom, like photos and things that are out of place. When it's time, I take Pedri's car keys and drive to the place where he worked out.

I park at the door and he smiles when he sees me.

"I didn't know you were picking me up" he leaves a kiss on my cheek as I drive away.

"Fer asked if I could," I smile and put both hands on the wheel "So how was..."

"I don't want to talk about it" Pedri says above me and I stare at him for a few seconds.

"You still haven't talked to me about it and..." he lets out a sigh and I bite my lip, "I'm sorry..."

"I'm so angry at myself for getting hurt, I was playing so well." I look down the street, saddened by Pedri's words. "I shouldn't have let it happen. I can't do anything. I can't even give you pleasure!"

My eyes widen at the confession. I grab the wheel and swallow dryly.

"I don't understand..." he closes his eyes and takes a deep breath.

"Please, we haven't had sex in two weeks and it's because of my knee." He laughs ironically and I roll my eyes.

"It's not your fault, Pedro” I whisper and park the car in front of the house. He slowly gets out of the car and walks over to me.

"I still feel like shit” he walks to the door and enters the house, leaving me behind. I take off my sneakers as he walks over to the couch.

"There are ways we can have sex without you pushing." I say quickly and he raises an eyebrow. I walk over to him and sit on his lap.

"My parents..." I cut him off by suddenly bringing our lips together.

"They went to the market” I whisper and he smiles at me while his hands go to my shirt and pull it up, "If I hurt you..."

"I'm going to warn you, baby, don't worry" he brings our lips together again before pulling away to remove my shirt and his own. We kissed again as Pedri pulled down my pants and I pulled down his, along with his boxers.

I let out a moan as his hand finds the middle of my legs. I wiggled my hips against his fingers.

"Beautiful, we don't have much time" he whispers against my lips, stroking my clit over my panties

"Pedro, please” I mumble as he suddenly pulls my panties aside and grabs his cock.

"Anything my baby wants” he smiles mischievously and puts it all inside me at once, making me let out a scream, he puts our mouths together to shut me up as I wrap my hands around his neck.

Pedri puts his hands on my waist and helps me jump onto his lap, feeling every vein going in and out of me.

"Amor... Pedro” I close my eyes involuntarily and bite my lip, trying not to moan. He holds my chin tightly, forcing me to look at him.

"Open your eyes, I want to see you looking at me" his hoarse voice echoes in my head and I slowly open my eyes to see his serious face and his clenched jaw.

"Pedri... I'm almost there" I scratch the back of his neck and pull a few strands of his hair.

"No. Hold on a little longer" I feel my legs running out of steam and rest my head on his neck.

"I don't know if... I can” I whisper close to his ear, still moving my hips against his thighs.

The only sound in the room was our bodies against each other and our moans and sighs.

"I'm going to come inside you” Pedri warns me as his hands move down to my ass, helping me to move faster and faster.

"Yes, yes!" I dig my nails into his back and squeeze Pedri's cock as I come. He doesn't wait a second and comes inside me

I let out several sighs, feeling completely filled with his cum as he smiles at me and brushes some of my hair from my forehead.

"See? You can still give me pleasure without much effort” I say, trying to control my breathing. Pedri laughs and strokes the cheeks of my ass.

"I love you" he says softly, tucking my hair behind my ear. I smile at him and whisper 'I love you' back.

"Let's go to my room, shall we? I don't want my parents to find us like this" I nod and get up from his lap, putting on my panties and Pedri's shirt.

We go into his room and I lay down on the bed. He sits down next to me and runs his hands over my body.

"Don't you want to take a shower?" I shake my head and breathe deeply.

"I want to lie with you for a while" he nods and lies down next to me. I lay my head on his chest and draw imaginary pictures on his skin.

"I don't want you to feel bad just because you can't have sex with me" I lift my head, "That's not why I'm with you.”

He smiles at me and strokes my back.

"I know, baby. Anyway, I like it better when you're on top of me.”

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"FIANCÉ?" - CHARLES LECLERC

warnings: none i think

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I take the two glasses from the bar and walk over to the table where my friends are sitting. I sit down on the bench next to Charles and hand him his glass.

"Took you long enough." Carlos looks at me as I start to sip my drink.

"There were a lot of people in the bar, you go next time," Rebecca, Carlos' girlfriend, laughs as he rolls his eyes. Then suddenly Charles' arm goes around my back.

"Thank you, ma cherie." He leaves a kiss on the corner of my mouth and I smile. Without warning, my cell phone starts ringing. I look at the screen in confusion and surprise, but then I reject the call.

"What's wrong, beautiful? Who was that?" Charles looks at me worriedly and I lift my head, still not quite sure what to say.

"My ex. That was my ex. Jesus, I haven't talked to him in a few years." I put my phone down on the table and take a deep breath.

"Why did he call you?" Rebecca asks curiously, shifting her gaze between Charles and me. Carlos is also paying attention to my answer, curious.

"He sends her messages from time to time, but he never called, did he?" I shake my head and my screen turns on again, now with a message

"I can see you"

I feel a shiver run through my body and take a deep breath as Charles reads the message, too.

"What the fuck?" Charles looks around the bar and stops in the corner.

"Shit" Me, Carlos and Rebecca look in the same direction as Charles and my eyes go wide when I see the familiar face.

"Fuck" Jack, my ex-boyfriend, smiles at me as he sips his beer.

"Is he still texting you even though you've been dating Charles for over a year?" Carlos turns his head to me again and I nod.

"He's coming here" Charles whispers in my ear and I stretch my back, feeling a shiver run down my spine.

"Hey" I hear my ex-boyfriend's voice and take a deep breath.

"Hey Charles" Charles nods while I remain silent, staring at our glasses.

"You're good, I can tell." I pick up my glass and wet my lips.

"Better before you showed up" I hear Charles laugh at my answer and Rebecca and Carlos try not to make a sound.

"You're prettier" he ignores what I've said and I grip my glass tighter as my boyfriend rolls his eyes.

"And you're more... stupid" I drink the rest of my drink and Charles puts one of his hands on my knee, squeezing it lightly.

"Do you think I could talk to you alone?" He asks in a whisper and just as I'm about to answer, Charles cuts me off.

"I'm sorry, but you're ruining our evening, my fiancée and I are here to celebrate" Carlos chokes on his drink as I look at Charles in surprise. He takes my left hand and puts his own over it.

"Fiancée?" My ex-boyfriend asks, as surprised as I am, trying to see my hand, which is covered by Charles'.

"Yes, now if you'll excuse us, please leave" Charles says a little irritated as the man walks away grumbling.

"Fiancée, huh?" I ask Charles and he smiles at me, taking my hand and planting a kiss on my fingers.

"I couldn't think of anything better, sorry." He shrugs and Charles lets out a sigh.

"So you mean there won't be a wedding?" Carlos says sadly and his girlfriend quickly slaps his arm.

"Not that I know of" I look at Charles and he shakes his head negatively.

"I've got nothing" he raises his arms and the four of us laugh.

"Now I'll just wait for the proposal."

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A/N: please let me know if you like it! requests are open

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FERMIN LOPEZ

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JOÃO FELIX

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OSCAR PIASTRI

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CHARLES LECLERC

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