#daniel ricciardo 3

[violentdelightsandviolentends]

i’m foaming at the MOUTH he was giving us nothing all winter break and now he’s giving us EVERYTHING

it’s the nose man I can’t even describe to you how attractive his goddamn nose is

and the tattoos!! and the curls!! and those big brown eyes!! the moustache!! the facial hair!! he’s a greek god!!

[adventuringblind]

American Sweetheart

Logan Sargeant x Reader

Genre: Fluff and Crack

Summary: Max isn't sure about this new American rookie on the grid. Not that he isn't nice, just that he likes Max's baby sister. Featuring Lestappen being a married couple.

Warnings: Protective Max, sarcastically protective Daniel, Logan being a SIMP

Notes: Yay! Logan Fluff! I've not written for Logan yet, but I honestly love him... He's such a pookie...

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Max looks at her with big pleading eyes. "Please tell me who it is?" He pouts, sticking out his bottom lip.

"No, because you'll torture him. I'd like to keep this one alive thank you." She puts the finishing touches on her makeup.

"I left the last one alive... barely, but that's not the point!"

"So if I tell you, then you won't freak out?"

"I swear it on my career-"

"It's Logan."

Max goes silent. Frozen in place as her tries to comprehend her words. The death stare at the ground tells her he's internally screaming.

She sighs, mildly worried that Max might actually scream profanities until Logan arrives. "Alright, what's your issue with this one?"

"He's American!"

She groans. It doesn't matter much where he's from, as long as he treats her right. Logan's been struggling since he came to the grid. It would make a difference if max accepted him and not just Oscar and Lando, by proxy.

"Give him a chance, please? For me?"

Max stars at her for longer than necessary. "Fine."

~~~~~

Logan appears at her door dressed in semi-formal attire. He takes in her appearance. "You look - wow..." There is a light blush on his face. It feels nice seeing as she's in something simple and modest. Just what she had to work with given she's living out of her suitcase.

They catch up on the paddock drama and how life has been going recently. Logan is a proper gentleman the entire time. She's not sure why she thought he would be any different. Logan has always been sweet to anyone he comes in contact with.

Their date goes incredibly well.

As does the second.

And the third...

Max stares at her as she sits in his room, giggling at her phone. She has no time to react as he snatches it from her hands. "Logan?! You're still talking to him?!"

She huffs and crosses her arms. "Yes, Max, I like him."

"He's American." He tosses the phone back at her. "Just let me talk to him." Max gives her puppy eyes. "Please."

"You can talk to him whenever, but if you ruin this for me, I'll break your wrists."

Max makes it his personal mission to figure out Logan through not talking to him. She has taking to simply rolling her eyes as Max drags Daniel around with him to stare at the poor boy.

Until he catches them in the paddock together and puts on the 'Mad Max' face. Logan immediately seems to shrink in on himself.

"Okay Sargeant, it's time you and I had a little discussion about your intentions with my sister." Max hauls him upwards by his bicep and Logan goes willingly like an injured puppy.

She throws him a reassuring smile and pray to Charles Leclerc that Max doesn't scare him away.

~~~~~

Max and Daniel sit across the table from Logan. He thought asking her out would be the hardest part. No, he was mistaken, this is far worse.

The Dutch has been staring daggers at him since they sat down. Daniel keeps wiggling his eyebrows like her knows something Logan doesn't. Which - despite it seeming playful - only puts Logan more on edge than he was before.

"So, Mr. America-"

"Is that really-"

"Quiet! I'm the one doing the talking here."

Logan wants to roll his eyes. He wants to run into next year if it means avoiding this conversation. "Look Max-"

"I need to know you aren't going to americanify my sister." He points an accusatory finger between Logan's eyes.

Logan reels, and Daniel finally breaks all composure. The Aussie is laughing hysterically. "Mate, what does that even mean?!"

"Look, your American ways are not ours. I will not be seeing her calling things like American football, real football."

Logan sinks into his chair. The relief evident on his face.

He's about to jump into a spiel about how he would never expect her to just assimilate into his culture. That was never his plan. However, he's doesn't get the chance.

A figure dressed in Ferrari red comes stomping around the corner. "Max Emilian!" Charles screams out for anyone to hear.

Max shrinks in on himself. Daniel is almost falling out of his chair as Charles stomps his way over. "Why are we interrogating the poor boy?" He crosses his arms like an exasperated mother.

"Because my sister-"

"Your sister was in my room pacing and ranting that you were going to scare away another boyfriend."

Max has a look of shame on his face. Cheeks flushed red with embarrassment. "But Charlie-"

"Nope. Not gonna work. Let's go." Charles grabs Max by the bicep and drags him away. The Dutch pouts until he's out of sight.

Logan looks at Daniel, who's finally calmed down. "Are they-?"

"Married? Yes, for like two years now. They are still convinced nobody knows." Daniel leans forward in his chair, and Logan once again is left feeling intimidated. "But seriously, kid, she's a good person. Max has always been protective over his sisters because of their home life. Just treat her right, yeah? She deserves it."

Daniel sends Logan off with an encouraging pat on the shoulder. He's never run away from something so fast before. Not out of fear, no, he just needs to see her. Reassure the female that Max is less intimidating when Charles is around.

He finds her pacing outside of Williams' hospitality. Logan runs right up to her, picks her up in his arms, and spins her around.

"I take it Max was nice to you?"

"Your brother is an interesting character, but nothing would stop me from loving you."

She blushes profusely. "You love me?"

Logan rests his forhead against hers. He can't wipe the smile off his face when he looks at her. "Of course I do! And nobody is going to stop me from feeling the way I do."

She hastily lands her lips onto Logan's , not caring about who's around to see. It's just them in their own little world.

She pulls away just enough to whisper against his lips. "I love you too, Lo."

Logan has never been happier than in this moment with her in his arms and Max screeching in the distance.

[jaeeyaaasworld]

Work Wife - DR3

Featuring: Daniel Ricciardo x Engineer/Fem/Reader

Warnings: annoying ass pick me girl, mentions of sex (very, very little), girl trying to steal Y/n's man, loyal af Daniel (we stan)

Requested: Yes/No

"hey Daniel"

Claire waved to the driver, a big smile splitting her face in half.

"here she goes"

Y/n rolled her eyes, as she watched Claire come closer to where they were having a conversation, turning to Daniel a moment after.

"listen- I'm gonna head to the meeting room, you have fun"

she said, patting her boyfriend on the arm as he tried to grip her fingers to not let her go.

"ah princess, don't leave me alone in this mess, please"

Daniel pleaded the girl with the best puppy eyes he could pull, but unfortunately the girl just shrugged and turned the other way to walk towards the meeting room, that leaving him alone with this crazy ass woman that declared to be his 'work wife'.

"oh- hi, Claire. how are you doin'?"

he asked, unable to turn someone down.

"I'm doing so fine since we started talking, what about you?"

Claire responded, clearly flirting with the man in front of her while his mind was just thinking about how the conversation is going to end soon and he could actually go back to his girlfriend.

"I'm... fine. well- we have a meeting in five, how about you start going? I'm gonna head in real quick"

Daniel said, trying to make the girl go away so that he could walk to the meeting room peacefully.

"okay, sure. I'm gonna save you a seat next to me"

the girl squealed, making Daniel nod his head in agreement, not even knowing what she was talking about. everyone knew that the only seat Daniel was gonna sit on is the one next to his girlfriend and absolutely no one could sit in the chair or could make him sit somewhere else. he was not gonna sit next to Claire.

Claire turned around and skipped her way to the meeting room, as Daniel turned the other way to go search for Max, since he didn't want to walk all over to the meeting room be himself. what if he got ambushed by that woman again? nah-ah, not happening.

"Max- Max, Max, Max"

he called his teammate that was looking at his phone in a corner of the garage, making the man lift his face and watch him with a frown on his face.

"what the hell, mate? what happened?"

Max calmly asked Daniel, putting his phone back in his pocket to give his undivided attention to his friend.

"you know that crazy chick that goes after me?"

Daniel started explaining, only getting a few nods from Max.

"well- she told me that she was gonna save a seat for me next to her, and I'm gonna need your help, okay?"

he finished his little story, as Max nodded his head in agreement, while he stood up from his sitting position.

"what do I need to do?"

Max asked, placing his hands on his hips while waiting for Daniel to tell him his plan.

"alright, you're gonna enter the room first and you're gonna take the seat next to her. she's gonna complain that she was saving that seat from me and ask you to get up, you're gonna start apoligizing and pretend to get up from the seat"

Daniel started telling Max what he was supposed to do in an hushed voice.

"BUT- I'm gonna place my hand on your shoulder and tell you 'oh, no biggie, stay seated', and you're gonna ask me 'are you sure, mate?', and I'm gonna respond with 'sure, I'm gonna take that seat over there'. so I can sit on MY chair next to MY Y/n, deal?"

he asked, extending his hand towards Max to shake hands.

"fine, but what do I get in return?"

Max asked back, not planning in giving in so easily.

"I don't know, mate. whatever you want, alright? just don't make me sit next to Claire"

Daniel pleaded, making Max laugh at his desperation and shake his head in approval to him.

after the meeting

the plan went smoothly, Daniel got to sit next to his princess, and the meeting went perfectly. Y/n did most of the talking, since she was one of the most important engineer in the Red Bull team, making the man proud of her. Claire interrupted her a few times, most of the time were stupid things that she didn't wait for Y/n to talk about, but it was okay, since she was new and needed to get to know the job still.

everyone exited the meeting room, a little wink exchange between Max and Daniel that went unnoticed, as he placed his hand on the small of Y/n's back. the man guided his girlfriend outside of the meeting room where Willow was, one of our media manager that was currently on maternity break.

Claire was the first one to approch the woman, as she was the first one to exit the meeting room. she went in for an hug, making Willow slightly uncomfortable since they only saw each other like three times in total.

"oh my god. you're pregnant"

the woman asked, as Y/n walked past her to get to the pregnant lady to give her a tight hug.

"how are you, boo? I haven't heard from you in a while"

Y/n said, going back to where Daniel was standing and placing an arm around his torso, as he placed his on her shoulder.

"well, yeah- pregnancy is... ugh, can't even describe it. but what were you up to?"

Willow asked the two women, while she gave Daniel a little pat on the arm as for saying hi.

"just finished a meeting. you know that feeling that you have when you are the only girl that actually participates in meetings? like- I'm so tired of carrying our gender"

Claire said, making Y/n let out a whole-hearted chuckle, as she turned towards Daniel to hide her face in his shoulder to not make a scene in the center of the Red Bull garage.

"I don't actually know, all the women in this team speak up for themselves so..."

Willow replied, as she was waiting for Y/n to recollect herself to get back to the conversation. Y/n cleared her throat awkwardly, taking in a big breath to start talking, her boyfriend watching lovingly her every movement. she was about to talk, but was soon interrupted by Claire.

"Daniel stop. you're distracting me, I'm having a conversation"

she suddendly said, making the man look up at her in a confused expression since he wasn't doing anything in the first place, how could he distract her?

"I'm his work wife, eeh"

Claire continued, turning to Willow as she pulled her tongue out in a mocking way. Daniel looked Willow in the eyes in a confused way, he didn't even know what was happening.

"girl, I genuinely don't think he need a 'work wife'. I mean- his girlfriend is right there, they work together, they do everything together. but it's your life, your choice"

Willow snapped a little, the pregnancy hormones getting the best of her. she immediately turned her whole attention to Y/n, as for inviting her to get back to what she was about to say.

"anyway, you know the gender already?"

Y/n asked the pregnant lady sweetly, filling in the little bit of the awkward silence that lifted in the air after Willow remark.

"oh, yeah- we're expecting a beautiful baby girl"

the woman said, rubbing her pregnant belly gently and with her eyes filled with little hearts. Y/n made an 'aww' sound at hearing the news, eyes softening right in the spot.

"you're having a girl? good luck, I could never be a girl mom, I could only be a boy mom. girls are so complicated, so fussy, then the clothes, the make up. bleh- it will probably be another little girl that will have to be carried from woman like me, that keep up our gender pride"

Claire got in the conversation, shocking the pregnant lady and Raven at the same time. this time though, it would not be Willow to snap at her.

"listen, girl- no one asked you to carry anything and I don't remember you talking much during that meeting five minutes ago. and please, I would prefer to be left on the ground than to be carried by someone like you, Claire. another thing before I go, could you stop addressing yourself as my boyfriend 'work wife', is making me uncomfortable and is making him uncomfortable in the first place"

Y/n finally let out, taking my hand in hers and signaling to Willow to follow us if she wanted to keep chatting. she lead the way over to the parking lot, standing right beside my car with her arms crossed over her chest and her sunglasses on her face as she glanced around, not meeting her boyfriend's eyes. a clear sign: she was mad.

Willow and Daniel glanced at each other, as the woman was silently pleading the man to do something to make his girl stop raging like that. the man picked up the sign and approached Raven, gently glazing his hands on her waist and placing them there.

"come on baby, don't let her ruin your mood like that. what can I do to make it better?"

he softly asked, their bodies pressing together as Y/n was leaning on Daniel's car. Y/n looked up at him.

"nothing, babe, it's not your fault"

she said, wrapping her arms around Daniel's waist as their lips gently touched for a second, before Daniel turned towards Raven's ear to whisper something.

"I'll let you do whatever you want to me when we get home, since my princess is such in a bad mood now"

Y/n's cheeks flushed for a second, as she turned towards Willow to make sure she didn't hear a thing, only to see the pregnant lady laughing at her phone as she read a message that she got from her husband. a sigh of relief left her lips as Daniel pulled away from her to at Willow as well.

"Willow aren't you tired? I think I will take my princess home now, do you need a ride?"

he asked unashamed, making Y/n slap his waist in return, but Willow laughed at the situation and shook her head.

"no, my hubby is coming to get me"

she said, a smile splitting her face from ear to ear as her husband pulled up in front of her. the pregnant lady got in the car, waving at the two.

"oh- Y/n, have fun"

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[heartlxnds]

Okay so suddenly I'm writing a whole Daniel Ricciardo fanfic on my Wattpad, which I'll also post on here for anyone whos interested. :)

[booapeek]

The Honey Badger 🍯

[hrhrg]

Im obsessed w/ making these god help me

[quarter-lif3crisis]

F1 x AO3 tags

[overtake]

DTS 6x9

[multiseb21]

F1 drivers as tweets that made me laugh this month 🫡 (part 3)

[violentdelightsandviolentends]

max, lando, nando and danny playing padel yesterday!!

what a dream team omg… ICONS

they all look so good, go off athletic kings

they played again today, and charles and felipe joined them <3

[adventuringblind]

Caught in a Lie

Maxiel x Reader

Genre: Smut

Summary: The reader gets caught in Max's shenanigans and decides to take the blame. Daniel isn't happy she lied for Max, third time WDC or not.

Warnings: BDSM, dom/sub, sub reader, switch Max, dom Daniel, spanking, unprotected PinV, Overstimulation, mild denial if you squint, Max being a menace

Notes: I have a website now! It would mean a lot if Y'all checked it out. I'm still working on it but it's a fun creative project. It's still in the works, so if you have suggestions, I will gladly take them.

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It really wasn't her fault. Max had been the conspirator. She was just the bait. Unknowingly, mind you. The bastard had done this on purpose!

Winning a third title had inflated his ego far too much. They couldn't celebrate properly in Qatar. Alcohol sure, sex had to wait. Not because any of them wanted to, Daniel had made it a point that sex, especially the kind they do, needs to come after races. Thursdays and Fridays can be soft things. Saturdays are an absolute no. Then Sunday comes around, and they are trying to get back to wherever they are staying as fast as possible.

Now, back at home in Monaco, nothing to disturb their peace. They decide to ruin it all by going out. It's one of her least favorite activities. Being in bed with the cat has her name on it. But Max wants to celebrate, and Daniel is social, so she drags herself out of bed.

She should've known something was amiss when Max said he got something for her to wear out. She should've known it was going to end this way when Max whistled at her and laughed, whereas Daniel's eyes had darkened. The familiar look he gets when he wants to absolutely take her apart and build her up piece by euphoric piece.

She'd caught Max's arm on the way out. "What the hell are you playing at?"

"Felt like a show tonight," he shrugs, then winks at her.

The black dress barely covers her ass. It's lacy all over and sheer aside from the important places. She wears stuff like this often since it's something she likes. It doesn't make sense why this would be the thing to drive him insane.

Dancing had been fun. Their other Monaco friends had come out with them to celebrate. Daniel's eyes had burned into her every time she moved. Much to her surprise, he wasn't the only one.

Carlos Sainz is staring at her from the corner. He looks like he's trying desperately not to but failing miserably. He turns away every time she catches him, still exuding confidence.

It's not well known that she's dating Max and Daniel. They've been friends for a long time. Friendship turned into a situationship, which then made them confess. They look like they always do to the outside world. To touchy to simply be platonic but no real announcement that any of the three are taken.

Carlos was staring, Daniel was glaring, Max was smirking, and she was the center of it all. Embarrassment hit her like a train when she realized she'd been played. Max was watching Carlos stare at her and snickering about it.

Feeling insecure, she went to get some air. The joy of feeling nice in a dress Max had picked out now ruined from knowing why he did it. He was playing a game. He could've at least asked first.

Daniel and Max find her outside slumped against the wall. She can still hear Max laughing about something and it's pissing her off.

"Stop laughing at me!" She throws her arms up in defeat and turns her back to them. "I didn't ask to be ogled at by Carlos, Max."

"Then why did you pick that specific dress?" Daniel spins her around and pins her to the wall. A shiver runs up her spine as his breath sticks to her ear. "The exact one Carlos had mentioned wanting to see on a pretty thing like you."

She doesn't know whether to blush or cower. She ends up settling for both at the same time. She debates her options. Either she tells the truth and saves herself, or she takes whatever punishment is coming her way.

Once. She will do this one time for Max since he just won his title.

"I picked it out because I thought it looked nice and you would like it. I swear I didn't know Carlos liked this dress and was going to be here tonight." She's pleading desperately with her voice. Maybe she'll get lucky.

Max has gone oddly silent. She tries not to even look at him, let Daniel figure out she's taking the blame for the Dutch.

Daniel is still staring her down. The silence hanging thick between them until he decides to break it. "Anything to add, Maxy?"

Noticing Daniel's mood, he doesn't answer. A smart move by him. Daniel just hums and grabs her wrist to lead the charge to the car.

None of them speak during the short ride home. She hates every second of it. Daniel is probably mulling over everything he wants to do to her. She feels like a child waiting for their parent to start a lecture.

Daniel waits for them to get their shoes off before turning to face them in the entryway of the apartment. "Where'd you buy the dress from?"

And he'd seen right through it. "I don't remember."

"You don't remember, or you weren't told?"

She winces when his tone goes soft. The one that makes her drop to her knees for him. Well, any tone from Daniel can have that effect on her. This one is just the one that makes her all fuzzy in the head. “I don’t remember,” she whispers.

Daniel sighs heavily. “Alright, if you’re not going to tell me the truth then I guess I’ll have to spank it out of you.” She nearly falls over, but manages to catch herself. “Bedroom, clothes off and on your knees.”

She scrambles to comply. The drop is imminent at this point. She just hopes Max enjoys the show because this will not be happening again. At least, she hopes.

The clothes come off and are folded neatly in a pile. She feels cold, exposed, and bit insecure, and then yet the floaty feeling is threatening to spill over. Her knees digging into the carpet don’t help that.

Max comes into the room silently. Daniel must have said something to him because he kneels next to her. Not a rare occurrence, but is mildly unusual.

“Max.” The stern tone has Max grumbling, but he gets back up off the floor, strips, then kneels again.

Daniel beckons her over to him. Her face is flushed red with embarrassment as she stands between his still covered legs. “You have the choice to tell the truth or not. I’m not mad at you, but I’m sad you felt like you needed to lie about what happened tonight. So, I’m going to keep spanking you until you tell the truth.”

“Yes sir.” It comes out so easily; a second nature now. She lays across his lap, trying to hold back the already threatening tears.

“What are your colors, baby girl?”

“Green is good, yellow is slow down and talk, red is stop.”

“Good, what’s your color?”

“Green.”

She’s probably too far gone already to really say no at this point. She just needs his hands on her in any kind of way.

The first hit shocks her. It’s not the hardest he’s can go by any means, but it still stings. “I’m gonna keep going until I get the truth.” She remains silent and another hit lands to the other side.

The next three have no rhythm and are more towards the tops of her thighs. She whimpers a bit but doesn’t give in. This is for Max. He wanted a show, he won the title, and she’s willing to, unfortunately, provide.

Daniel tugs her hair back and forces her eyes to look at his face. Four more hits and she’s hissing. Each one is harder than the last.

She starts getting hazy around number twenty-five. She's taken more, but the fact that Daniel keeps sweetly telling her she can stop this by telling the truth makes it worse. Like every hit is sending further to the breaking point. Not the good one, mind you, the one where she cries and tells him the whole story.

"Just tell the truth, baby." He lands another five hits in rapid succession. Each one burning more than the last. The tears have started free falling and are making Daniel's leg wet and salty.

"Color baby?"

"Green," She manages to sniffle out. Voice high and cracking. Why is she getting punished again? Oh, right, for Max. It should really be him up here.

The overwhelming urge to do as Daniel says hits somewhere around hit forty. The breaking point has reared its ugly head. She starts bawling her eyes out as the last hit is the hardest she's received thus far. "Yellow!"

Daniel halts any movement. "Did that last one hit too hard?" The softness in his voice only brings more tears.

"I'm sorry!" She drops all her body weight over his legs. "Max got the dress. He said he picked it out for me. I didn't know anything about Carlos. Then, right before he left, I asked him what was going on, and he said he wanted a show. I figured he did just win his title, and I didn't want him to get in trouble, so I lied."

"Oh, baby girl." Daniel helps her up and lays back so she can plaster herself on his chest. "I knew what was going on, but I wanted you to tell the truth. I'm not mad at you, okay?" He runs soothing fingers along her spine. It only makes the tears come harder. "That must've been hard! I'm so proud of you for telling me the truth. I know you wanted to do it for Max, but sometimes Maxy needs to learn his own lesson."

Daniel slides out from underneath her and grabs something from the bedside table. "I'm gonna take care of you now, okay? You did so well. I'm not upset. I just needed to hear the truth." She doesn't hold back the tears as Daniel works on getting her cleaned up. "So good for me," He coos to help her calm down.

She's lost all sense of time. She has no idea of how long she's been over Daniel's or how long he's been cleaning her up for.

She's still splayed out on the bed facing, now facing Max and his solemn expression.

"Here's what we're going to do. Max wanted a show, so that's what he's gonna get since we are celebrating his win." He turns towards Max. The Dutch's knees can't be feeling good at all. Daniel leans down and forces his head upwards. A few seconds at the Australian, then holding on her.

Daniel drags over a chair and rips Max up from the floor. "You are going to sit here and watch. You will not move, you will not touch, you will not make a sounds. Am I clear?"

"Yes, sir."

"Good, color?"

Max looks oddly and achingly hard from her position. It makes her wonder if this is actually what he wanted or if he's just slipping further. It takes more to put max down, but Daniel is good at getting him there if the occasion calls for it.

"Green."

Daniel, much to her relief, finally gets his clothes off. He leaves on his boxers for the moment, though the outline of his hard on is obvious. It has been since they got in the car to come home. “Baby girl, do you want my fingers or my tongue tonight?”

“Tongue please.” Pleasurable shivers run down her spine. Sometimes, she’s convinced that Daniel was molded by Greek gods and sent to live among the humans solely because his tongue can work miracles.

Her head hangs off the bed giving her an upside-down view of Max. His skin has flushed even more since the last time she saw him.

She doesn't get much time to think about it. Daniel's tongue presses against her and she loses herself. He knows her body like it's his favorite book to read, movie to watch, and song to hear.

Her fingers slip easily into his black curls. His hands are on her waist, absolutely buried in her. She's going to feel the bruises soon, but it only adds the pleasure of it.

Her free hand flies to cover her mouth out of habit. She makes it half-way before Daniel snatches her wrist and pins it to her side so he can grip both her hip and her hand.

The strings of moans and profanities leaving her are not even close to the way she can hear Max whining behind her. High pitched and desperate.

Daniel is lapping at her like she's producing healing waters and he'll die without it. Nose bumping against her just right. The grip on her body only getting strong as she writhes around in ecstasy.

"Sir please - need to - please-" It comes out strangled in panted breaths and heavy moans.

He doesn't stop. Never does to tell them yes. Daniel taps her hip with his index finger three times. She jumps over the edge without any kind of hesitation. Plunging herself in the familiar feeling of warmth overwhelming amounts of dopamine and serotonin.

Her back arches. Daniel holds her in place as her body contorts in every direction in an attempt to push him away. He is unmoving wall. A force she can't do anything but submit her body to.

Daniel leaves her alone for a mere minute. Only to drag Max over, fingers clutched around the back of his neck. He slams Max onto the bed and manhandles him until he's right where Daniel wants him.

He then moves to flip her. In between them and still sopping. "Think you can keep Max in your mouth?"

Of course she can, she's done it enough times. The consent thing still makes her melt either way. "Yes, sir."

"Good, I think we've tortured Max enough. We are still celebrating his win, after all." There is a hint of mischief behind Daniel's eyes that doesn't go unnoticed.

Daniel, mouth still wet with her, kisses Max in the sloppiest manner she's ever seen.

She stares in awe for all of ten seconds. Her ogling is cut short by Daniel gripping her hair and shoving Max's length down her throat. She gags at the suddenness but recovers quickly and gets to work.

She can't see what Daniel is doing anymore. Their positioning is not the most convenient for watching. She can hear it though, and It's driving her insane. Max's body is quivering and it's an effort to stay where she is and not bite down every time he jerks in a different direction.

It takes less time than normal for him to spill down her throat. Daniel is quick to rip her off and get her over Max. Her ass still stings from earlier, but she could care less as Daniel plays puppet master and guides Max into her.

It's a stretch, Max certainly isn't small, but she's well adjusted.

She loses her head again when Daniel sets her pace. Max is wrecked from the lack of stimulation into a constant stream of it. Daniel rips off his boxers and slams into Max's mouth. "Bet you wish you hadn't done all that snickering, huh?" Max is so far down that his eyes are rolling at Daniels tone. The gentle one that is condescending enough to make anyone whimper.

Daniel keeps talking, she's registering his voice, but has no idea what he's saying anymore. She can't even hear past her own moans. She can't feel anything besides the hands on her body and the overwhelming number of endorphins flooding her mind.

Kissing. Daniel is kissing her through another jump off an even larger cliff.

Flipped over again. This time Daniel is slamming into at an unholy pace. Maybe Daniel is a fallen angel. To good with his body to stay in heaven, so he brought heaven to the humans.

Fingers. Max's fingers are everywhere. He shoves them down her throat and coos as she mans around them. Rough calloused hands made for drowning her in whatever this cacophony of feelings is.

Her favorite song on replay. Over and over and over again. Never getting old.

She comes back to herself at some point. Nobody has clothes on still. Daniel and Max are gently coaxing her muscles to still.

"Hey baby, you passed out on us." Max's voice is still fuzzy. She groans in response. Every inch of her is in some state of pain, pleasure, or both.

"We're gonna try a bath, okay? I want to help the bruises as much as possible." She nods against Daniel's chest, agreeing that would be a brilliant idea.

"Before we do that though, I want so apologize." Max sounds timid and unsure of himself. His hands wring together in anxiety. "I shouldn't have set that up. It made you both uncomfortable and I should've just asked."

Daniel pulls Max back on top of their cuddle pile. "I would've happily made this happen and I will happily do it again."

That same mischievous glint comes back to Daniel despite the exhaustion. They end up laughing deliriously all the through their aftercare routine.

Yeah, she'd happily do this again too.

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𝐦𝐨𝐦 & 𝐝𝐚𝐝 𝐩𝐭2 | 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐨

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✯daniel ricciardo x female reader

✯the nickname mom and dad finally has some ‘true’ meaning behind it 🫶🏻

✯ah this was a request so thank you so much!! this was very fun and cute to write, i hope you enjoy<3

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how the night started vs how the morning ended up, a very surprise welcome to our little girl Mila Grace Ricciardo. You are so special to us, mommy and daddy love you so much already❤️❤️

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