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Be The One

Pairing: Lando Norris x Innocent/Virgin!Reader

Rating: R

Requested: Yes/No

Request: lando with an innocent reader who hasn’t had sex yet and wants to lose her virginity

Words: 1.8K

Warnings: Smut!!! This is just pure smut with no plot, Oral (f receiving), fingering, p in v, Lando is just a giver in this, inexperienced reader, experienced Lando, etc.

Synopsis: It was stupid to ask him to be your first, the stupid books and edits are to blame

A/N: This was supposed to be a blurb, but I kept writing and writing and I've just been sitting on this in my drafts, now finally posting it, also I don't show the full sex scene just the beginning and then after

"I'm sorry, what?" Lando was spread out on your bed, having just come over to watch some movies and enjoy a quiet night during his summer break.

Instead, he got you the literal version of an angel asking him to take your virginity. "I want you to be the one to take it. Please?" Lando has to clamp down that instant reply of fuck yes. You try hard to control the way you're looking at him.

Grey sweatpants and signature black t-shirt with that necklace of his resting on the collar. Arm behind his head, showing off the muscles that he's honed and crafted from all the training for races.

Lando just blinks at you, running through all the different scenarios at a time. A million emotions hit him, as he tries to think of the right words to say.

"Lando?" Shame and embarrassment hit you like a truck, he probably thought you were crazy. Asking him out of the blue like that. All he simply asked was what movie you wanted to watch and you reply with asking him to have sex with you.

"Sorry, I'm just.....I'm just trying to figure out what to say." To you, those words meant no, hanging your head you step back from the foot of the bed. "I shouldn't have asked, this was stupid. I'm sorry." Lando sits up quick grabbing your wrist, stopping you.

"It's not stupid. Y/n, what the hell is making you want to lose your virginity all of a sudden?" The question has you flinching, you didn't want to tell him the truth. That some friends got you some spicy books, and all you could picture was Lando doing everything you read to you.

That, you had a secret folder in your phone of edits that fans did. Like you said, it was stupid to ask your friend to do this. "Nothing, can we just forget it?" Feeling that burn in your eyes, Lando stands in front of you. "No, no we can not forget it. If you want to lose your virginity, I need a valid reason." His jaw was tight, he was getting annoyed.

"Fine! My friends gave me spicy books and they had...sex scenes in them and all I could think about was your stupid face and how much I want you to be the first one dammit!" Cheeks flushed, Lando's chest heaves as he tries to control that urge in him. "What kind of books?"

His annoyance quickly gone, replaced with his boyish teasing charm. "None of your business, this was so stupid. Lando, please." You whimper the last part. His entire demeanor changes, quickly thinking of gross things to stop the rush of blood heading south instead of north.

"Do you really want to lose it?" Voice dropping, you look up seeing his pupils blown wide. "What?" Taken aback by the 180 this man can give you in the span of a minute. "Your virginity? If you want to lose it, now. Here. I'll do it, but just one condition." Lando stepping back, his knees hit the bed.

He sits down, hands wrap around your exposed thigs as he yanks you to stand between them. Stumbling, you almost fall into him but balance yourself on his shoulders. "What's your condition?" Voice wispy trying to get air into your lungs. His hands moving slowly up your nightie.

"If you do this, ever get curious about something, want to learn something new. You come to me, only me." Jumping his hands squeeze your ass, his teeth showing as he smiles. Leaning in, he places wet kisses against the thin material. "Yes." Lando looks up, bottom lip pulled down as he places another kiss to your stomach.

"Come here." A gasp is pulled from your throat as you land on his lap, his face buried in your chest. You lean back, freezing when you feel something resting between your legs. "Lando." Unsure, he stops. He really wants to laugh at your confused face, but schools his features.

"It's just my cock, angel." Heat flares throughout your body hearing such a vulgar word come from Lando. "Oh." Feeling a little lost, Lando smiles. Scooching back, he sits up so you two are face to face.

"Hey, we don't have to do anything you aren't ready for." Thumb rubbinng softly into your thigh, you nod your head. "No, I'm ready. Just be careful with me?" If it was possible Lando would've comed right then and there and died happily. "Always." His teeth nip your bottom lip sucking it in, losing himself in you.

Whining you pull away, arching up into his hip the sudden need for pressure too great. "Lando, please it hurts." Lando groans pressing up against you as he rolls you over, so he's on top. "I know, princess. I'll take care of you. Such a good girl." Kissing his way down your body.

He stops at your shorts looking up at you. "Hey, what I'm about to do is get you prepped. I'm...on the thick side and considering your a virgin it'll hurt and be very uncomfortable. But, prepping you will help, are you okay with that?" You nod but Lando doesn't budge. "Y/n, your words. I want to hear it out loud no nodding." You whine just wanting him to touch you.

"Yes. Yes Lando I want you to touch me and fuck me." Lando's eyes darken as he pulls your shorts and underwear off in one swoop. You squirm at the coolness hitting your bare pussy. "Cold?" Lando giggles, running his fingers over your thighs. Looking down he smiles seeing your trimmed but still have hair.

"Lando, please." He shushes you, taking his pointer and middle finger running them over you watching the way your hips jolt up and your face scrunching at the unfamiliar feeling. Slowly he pulls your lips apart, seeing how your wet but he wants you wetter.

"Are you okay with using my mouth and fingers? You can say no the either if you want, princess." Thinking it over you remember the videos and how woman seemed to really enjoy a man's mouth on them. "I'm fine with it." You gasp feeling Lando's mouth placing a delicate kiss.

He takes his time, wanting to learn what you like a don't like. He's careful to read to your face not wanting to push to far he hesitates to use his tongue. But hearing your moan when he moves it up and down, he's found something. "Lan...lan." You whimper as he grows more confident.

His lips wrap around your clit which has your legs clamp shut on his head. He laughs which has you giggling as he pries them off his neck. "You okay?" Licking his lips you nod. "Sorry, it sent this odd feeling up my body and I just reacted." Embarrassed at your reaction to it.

Yet you can't help the relaxed feeling seeing Lando's soft smile. His hands rubbing over your body helping you feel better. "It's fine, Y/n. You're experiencing this for the first time. I'm taking my time for a reason." You groan hearing that, hating he's having to take his time.

"I hate this! I don't want you to take your time, if I wasn't a stupid virgin, you could've just fucked me fast and hard." Lando narrows his eyes, pinching your side you squeal slapping his hand away. "This is your first time, Y/n. No one's first time is magical. Am I experienced? Yes, but do you know how many times it took me to feel comfortable? A while, it's not going to be fireworks and all that. But, you asked me to take your virginity and I'm going to be gentle and make sure you remember with fond memories." You can't help but snort on a laugh at his speech.

"Oh shut up, I'll leave right now and leave you a virgin." Lando teases, but you just mesh you lips together both of you falling into one another. His hands palm your tits, pulling out sweet moans as he goes back between your legs. "Lando, wrap...yes." Fingers tugging his hair when his lips wrap around your clit.

He pulls off, telling you he's about to use his fingers. Taking several deep breaths you relax as he slowly slides one finger into you. "How does that feel?" Using his free hand to rub circles into your hip. "Weird, it hurts, but not in a bad way just in a, never felt this before." Lando nods curling the finger and moving it in and out. "Oh, that's....not bad." Lando nods going back down.

He adds a second finger which has you panicking but he talks you down explaining why he's using another finger and it helps you. Lando is gentle as he gets you ready, he smiles seeing that you're ready. "Okay, you're stretched enough. Are you ready?"

"I think so, is it going to hurt?" Lando sits up, rubbing the back of his neck. "Yes, but I'm going to be slow and make sure I don't hurt you. If you say stop, no, or anything like that. I'm stopping. You just need to let me know." You watch as Lando takes off his underwear, holding a condom you can't help but stare.

It's probably odd, but he has a pretty cock. He wasn't lying when he said he was on the thicker side. "You're pretty." Lando snaps his eyes up at you, covering your mouth you look away. He can't help the blush on his cheeks, no one has ever called him pretty. He liked it.

"I'm ready." Wanting to move on from you calling him pretty. "Okay." He shuffles forward, placing your legs around his waist. "Try to relax, it'll help." Closing your eyes, you think of something relaxing. "Oh." Eyes opening Lando stops, having only entered you past his tip. "Are you okay?" You blink trying to figure out what you're feeling.

Yes, it stinges, but it doesn't hurt as much. "Yeah, I was expecting it to hurt, but it just stinges." Lando smiles, leaning over as he kisses you on the nose sliding the rest in. He places his head in the crook of your neck while the two of you adjust. "Lando?" He hums as you smile, fingers playing with the baby hairs on his neck. "Thank you, for doing this. Also, you can move." His back shakes, laughing at your words.

Lando moves his hips carefully as you wrap your arms around his neck, breathing as you get used to the feeling. Lando and you whimper and moan as you start to relax more enjoying this. You giggle when you kisses you on your neck which has him laughing. He was right, your first time was weird but also comfortable.

Laying in bed, feeling oddly tired he smiles drawing patterns on your stomach. "You're right, not the best but maybe we should practice more." Lando snorts, eyes growing heavy. "Easy, it's the orgasm thoughts. Let's wait till tomorrow." Nodding you roll to your side curling into Lando.

"I'm glad you asked me too."

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Pretty Please

Summary: Put my mind at ease, pretty please. I need your hands on me, sweet relief. Pretty, please.

Rating: +18

Warnings: p!rn with plot, oral (f! and m! receiving), unprotected (wrap it befor you tap it!), n!pple play

Word count: 1.9k

Note: i saw those requests and then thought: why not put BOTH together? because they can match pretty well and then I can put more effort to it!

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Monaco GP, it was the best and worst time of this year for you.

Best because it was the time your company loved to send you to the small country - with the intention of getting contracts and media visibility, as well as having potential drivers as the face of the brand, so you could visit, wear fancy clothes and have fun without spending a penny. And the worst time because you would have to see your ex, racing in those dangerous cars.

It's not every day you're the ex-girlfriend of seven-time champion Lewis Hamilton.

Your relationship was a bit rocky, all the fault of the media, which you managed to hide from - with almost a few escapades, and after a year you broke up on a bit of a weird note. You've changed a lot in the meantime - even though you promised everything would stay the same, so part of you blame yourself for the break up. But now was your time to shine, after five months of being single you finally felt you deserved to have some fun. And this weekend would be it.

With the company credentials, you avoided him all weekend - even if you needed to talk to Mercedes, you waited when you knew he wouldn't be there, because if you saw him, your knees would turn to jelly, because even if you weren't with him anymore, it was impossible to deny how gorgeous he was.

The race on Sunday occurred unexpectedly with a win by him, you knew you would have a party and somehow your company wanted you there, like it or not. So it was 10pm and you were in a dark red dress, squeezing your curves, along with other reps who wanted the same thing as you - but you had something they didn't: the driver's eyes going into your body like a magnet. As soon as the Brit saw you in the sea of people, he walked over to you, a little surprised, but still giving you a quick hug and a polite smile.

"You here, it's a surprise."

"I came on business, don't worry."

"In that dress?" He held up a playful smile.

"Hey! It was a gift from you."

"I know. That's why." His lips drew close over her ear. "Only I was allowed to see it on you."

"So confident, aren't you?" You placed your hand on his chest, cracking a smile and rolling your eyes, before walking to the bar.

What was that all about? You thought, grabbing a random drink to justify the blush on your cheeks - which were like that from the interaction.

After that, you spent the rest of the party avoiding him, a little stressed out from the fact that your mind had simply stopped working after that interaction-especially that several businessmen kept asking you how you managed to talk to him so quickly and you had to explain that it was for the company and not the fact that you'd screwed with him for a year. From afar, he watched how people were vultures with you, but didn't want to make any moves for your obvious stress. The truth was you wanted him there now, scattering those people.

As the party came to an end, people were leaving, yet you knew he would have an after party. So when he saw only you at the door, he cracked a smile, walking over to you.

"You know me very well."

"Of course, Lew. Is it going to be here?"

"In the room in the basement. Just friends."

"Am I included?"

"Of course, there's always room for you."

Arriving at the luxurious venue, you sat on the couch, cracking a smile and watching him pour a brown liquid into a glass, handing it to you. You sipped your drink, looking at the others there - and recognising almost everyone. It was strange, not being at a party like this with his hand around your waist, the gentle kisses on your jaw.

Suddenly, you felt someone pulling you and it was him. His braids were messier, now without his blazer and a truer smile. The weekend was playing in the background, and his hand on your waist indicated that he wanted you to follow his movements, dancing slowly - just like several of the guests.

"I missed dancing with you. "

"I mean, you missed my body against yours." You retorted, turning your back to him and positioning both of Lewis's hands on your waist.

"That too." He leaned his face on your shoulder.

"That too?"

"Yes. I miss your perfume near my face."

You continued to dance to the beat of the music, exchanging a few glances, until he led you over to where the drinks were. Leaning against the counter, you did the same, but in front of him.

"And how's work?" He asked, handing you another drink.

"Pretty good. I won a promotion. I imagine you're doing well, a win here."

"Well, I'm still feeling like I haven't celebrated enough."

"Oh, yeah?"

"Maybe I don't want to be alone tonight."

"And who will be the lucky girl?"

He didn't answer at first, just brushed his foot against his own, taking a sip of his drink.

"Hopefully, you." Hamilton stifled a breath.

"Oh."

Your head was full of counterpoints, yet the thought of having him for the night was something very sexy and almost impossible to not want to. It was like everything was running wildly. So you felt a hand on your thigh and a mumbled apology.

“No… It’s okay. We can go.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. Just put my mind at ease.”

You two stumbled at his apartment door 10 minutes later, giggling like two teenagers. When he closed the door, his lips were going against yours in a desperate kiss - it was the only thing that he needed right now, your hands running against his chest unbuttoning his shirt while his hands grabbed your ass. Lewis pushed you against the sofa, getting on top of you, with his hands on your back, que started to unzip your dress, leaving your bare chest to his vision, making the dark skinned man smile and lower his kisses directly towards one of your nipples, ripping whimpers out of your mouth. 

His mouth was amazing and he didn’t even go down on you yet. You were still squirming with him playing with your nipples when you lowered your hands to his belt, pulling in one go and pulling his pants down, grabbing his ass on top of the black Calvin Klein's he was wearing.

“Calm down, pretty girl. Did you forget who’s in charge? It’s not been that long.”

“Sorry, sir.”

“That’s better.”

Hamilton put his hand around your neck, closing your air flow for a few seconds, then giving a squeeze so his fingers would be marked there for a while. He lowered his body, pulling the rest of the red dress out, revealing your black thong - making him groan at the view. The British was in a hurry, like he needed to have you with him, so soon his hands were spreading your thighs and snapping your trousers away, to finally his mouth to be against your core.

He altered between sucking and licking your clit, leaving you a puddle of moans. Slowly, he inserted two fingers inside of you, with their tips curled, pumping his fingers in and out of you.

“I missed you.” You said between moans right after feeling him smile against you.

It didn’t take too long before he was driving you crazy, making you have a tortuously slow orgasm until you were too overwhelmed with touch. Your hands were holding his braids and pushing his face against you until he pulled back, taking his underwear off. He stood up, pulling you to be on your knees.

“Do it like old times.”

You smiled, holding the base with one hand and the other on his thigh, holding it. Your mouth first gave attention to his glans, licking and giving small sucking, earning a groan escaping his lips. Then you started bobbing your head up and down in a steady movement while the hand that held what it didn’t fit did the same. He wanted to hold your head and fuck you into his mouth, but what you were doing was just so good that he let it you give him the pleasure you knew made him dismantle quicker.

Lewis knew if you kept blowing him for longer, he would cum inside your mouth - it wasn’t a bad idea, but he preferred to do it inside of you. So he pulled you out, helping you to stand up and get your torso against the dinner table. One of his hands was against the top of your back while the other positioned himself against your entrance. He pushed inside slowly, knowing he wasn’t the easiest to take in - and he was pretty confident of that, even though you took him for a long time, it still had to get used for a little before moving.

“You’re so… Big.” You whimpered, holding onto the table to not move.

“Calm down sweetie… I’ll be gentle. At first.”

He pushed as much as he could, then stopped and waited for your signal. His hands caressed your bum, giving soft slaps into it and he left kisses around your back. The British knew you would feel better soon, so he patiently waited.

“You… You can fuck me now.” You murmured, holding his right thigh.

“Good girl.”

He started moving slowly, groaning at how tight you felt against him, squeezing him and making such a good feeling around his dick. When Hamilton saw your hips moving too, he knew that he could take it hard. 

The movements became fast and rough, the only thing you two could hear was the slap when your bodies met - besides your moans, calling for each other.  You cried his name, opening your legs more, with that, one of his hands got into the middle of your legs, his fingers playing with your clit once again. 

“I’m gonna cum right inside of you, make you ask for more, baby girl.”

“Oh yes, Lew…” You whined at him. “Fill me up the way only you can do it.”

“Only I can do, what?”

“Fill me up the way only you can do it, sir.”

“That’s better, baby.”

He accelerated his fingers, letting you have your orgasm first so your walls would clench him and he could pound you even harder to cum inside of you - the way he loved it, very tight. The driver pulled out of you, seeing the cum starting to drip out of you, so he took his fingers, cleaning up and pumping inside of you again.

“Not a drop out.” He smiled, pulling you up, leading you to his master bathroom and starting to fill the tub.

You kept quiet, just observing the moment with a feeling of nostalgia and happiness - just like old times, having him calm the adrenaline down with a warm bath and cuddles.

After you two sat inside the hot water, with your back resting against his, Hamilton kept kissing your neck slowly - with no second intentions.

“You enjoyed it?” He murmured.

“Yes, it was so good.” You closed your eyes, running your hands on his arms.

“Good, me too. I missed us being like that.”

“I missed us too.”

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would you read?? because this idea is sitting on my docs for MONTHS