mr & mrs | max verstappen x fem! pérez! reader
summary; max and y/n relationship from engagement to honey moon
fc: threemillion on ig
warnings; mentions of sex lol
notes; latina n pérez reader bc max is for the latinas
masterlist !
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ynperez: knew something was up when he kept begging me to wear white lol
tagged; maxverstappen1
username: what happened to hello? good morning??
maxverstappen1: liefje, you act like i was on my knees
ynperez: might as well have been, ‘babeeee just wear white, nooo pleaseeeee, wear that white dress. babeeeee’
maxverstappen1: not u exposing me under our engagement post 😕
ynperez: to a lifetime of this, max verstappen !
maxverstappen1: gladly, y/n pérez ! ( future verstappen )
maxverstappen1: i love you
ynperez: and i love you
username: MIS PADRESS [ my parents ]
username: screaming crying throwing up
username: that outfit is EVERYTHING
username: the size of the ring? hello??
schecoperez: enhorabuena, hermanita! [congratulations little sister] ❤️ just gotta make sure he doesn’t make you cry or else
ynperez: muchísimas gracias checo💗 [thank you very much] , but i may have cried a wee bit when he proposed 😕
maxverstappen1: a wee bit is an understatement, i was concerned that you were never going to stop crying
ynperez: exposing me under MY own post??
maxverstappen1: karma is my fiancé
liked by ynperez, danielricciardo, 1,234,927 others!
maxverstappen1: partying in mexico is 10x more fun when you’re celebrating your engagement to your fiancé
tagged; ynperez
username: they’re turning him into a mexicano lol
username: mi gente latino✊
ynperez: omggg 2 pics of meeeeee🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺
maxverstappen1: bc ur soooooo prettyyyyy
ynperez: can’t believe your drunk ass left the party to put on that fuck ass polo
maxverstappen1: it’s for the vibes u wouldn’t get it 🙄🙄🙄
ynperez: engagement parties in mexico>> maxie wasn’t i so smart for planning it 😁😁😁😁
maxverstappen1: ur the smartest person ever liefje
username: can’t tell if i want him or her
danielricciardo: never seen max so smiley in my life before
maxverstappen1: i was feeling like you tbh
username: need y/n’s closet asap
schecoperez: told you partying in mexico is fun😂
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ynperez: called bae to let him know it’s a girls night only
tagged; lilymhe, carmenmmundt, francisca.cgomes, alexandrasaintmleux, carolamtz1, iamrebeccad, heidiberger_
lilymhe: tell ur ‘bae’ i want you🤤🤤🤤🤤
ynperez: i want YOU🤤👩❤️💋👩👩❤️💋👩
alex_albon: maxverstappen1 are you seeing this??
maxverstappen1: i just ignore it tbh
maxverstappen1: almost died being away from you
ynperez: u had the babies with you🐈🐈
maxverstappen1: still not the same 💔
username: i’d do anything to party with y/n and the other wags😩
username: she’s an icon and she is the moment
alexandrasaintmleux: pretty pretty girl!!
ynperez: says you!🥹💗
carolamtz1: gracias por invitarme! fue tan divertido!😍😍 [thank you for inviting me, it was so fun]
ynperez: siempre carol❤️💗 [always]
carmenmmundt: george kept asking me what we were doing last night 🤣
ynperez: don’t say a word, girls only 🤫🤫
georgerussell63: BOOOO
maxverstappen1: so i won’t know??
ynperez: girls only sorry bae
username: this comment section is my entertainment of the day😭
username: countdown to verstappen wedding starts now 🧘♀️
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ynperez & maxverstappen1: mr. and mrs. verstappen.
schecoperez: enhorabuena! bienvenido a la familia, max ! [congratulations, welcome to the family] time to learn spanish😂
maxverstappen1: i know how to order tacos in spanish 😌
ynperez: lol barley
maxverstappen1: under our marriage post?
username: my dream wedding
username: mamá y papá
lilymhe: the prettiest bride😍😍😍
ynperez: the prettiest maid of honor 💗
carmenmmundt: ugh the dress , the hair, everything was so😍😍
liked by ynperez !
username: streets are saying there was a banda n everyone was zapateando??👀👀
ynperez: the streets are right! even max, although, white husband cannot dance, i’m working on it
maxverstappen1: i am trying 😔
danielricciardo: really? are you sure??
landonorris: congrats to the happy couple🎉🎊
ynperez: no tears this time?🤔
landonorris: i don’t have a clue what ur talking about 🤨🤨
danielricciardo: the 5 minute long video i have of you sobbing says otherwise 🤗
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ynperez: luna de miel con mi esposo. 🌕🍯💗👩❤️💋👨 [honey moon with my husband]
maxverstappen1: te quiero. [i love you]
ynperez: JALDKSDWOF
ynperez: te quiero. ❤️🩹
maxverstappen1: chilling w wifey
ynperez: happy wife happy life am i right
maxverstappen1: i do make you very happy indeed 😏😏😼😼😼
ynperez: max stop my brother can see
schecoperez: i wish i didn’t see
schecoperez: y porque publicaste fotos en su ropa interior?🤔 [and why did you post photos in your undergarments]
ynperez: ay, checo, no soy una niña, ya tengo esposo 😝[im not a little girl, i already have a husband]
username: checo being an overprotective brother lol
username: y/n panicking over max typing in spanish is so me
username: them>>
lilymhe: so , when are yall gonna give me a niece, i’m waiting…
maxverstappen1: you have jimmy and sassy😝
maxverstappen1: let me change my response, we’re practicing to make sure we get it right on the first try😆
lilymhe: oh😀
landonorris: i need to bleach my eyes🤢
ynperez: MAX MY DAD AND CHECO CAN SEE THIS😭😭
maxverstappen1: sorry not sorry 😁
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One For The Road [4]
Cecil Dennis x afab!Reader • Rating: 18+ pals •Masterlist• ao3• want to be tagged? | requestinfo• ko-fi •
Series Masterlist
Summary: Cecil calls you late at night
A/N: Another huge thank you to @thexsanctuaryx for beta reading again, making some excellent suggestions, and putting up with meeeeee <3
Warnings: mentions of alcohol, mentions of weed, catching feelings, oral sex (afab!receiving), jerking off, p in v sex (with a condom), vibrators, swearing, please let me know if I've missed a warning!
Word Count: 3073
I Thought It Was Dark Outside
Cecil: “Do you want to come over on Friday night?”
You: “You got new porn recommendations for me?”
Cecil: “You want some?”
You: “Maybe.”
Cecil: “I was thinking we could do something a little different?”
You: “Such as?”
Cecil sends you a video. The preview image is black.
Cecil: “This could be inspiration maybe?”
You pause for a moment before you click the video. The second it starts you’re glad it’s late and you are on your own tucked up in bed. Not on public transport or at work.
It’s, unsurprisingly, semi-professional porn.
A woman is bouncing on a guy's cock, her hand squeezing his neck as he whines underneath her.
You: “Is that what you’re into? Getting choked?”
Cecil takes a few minutes to reply.
Cecil: “Yeah.”
Cecil: “I’m into lots of stuff.”
Cecil: “Is that okay?”
You: “Yep.”
Cecil: “Good. You don’t have to choke me or anything if you don’t want to, I was just thinking if you’d like to fuck on a bed?”
Cecil: “My bed?”
You snort, unable to not find his texts weirdly endearing.
You: “I like how formal you’re being.”
Cecil: “Yeah? Or are you joking? Tone is hard over text.”
He doesn’t give you a chance to reply this time before your phone vibrates with another message.
Cecil: “And that’s not the only thing that’s hard.”
Cecil: “Get it?”
You: “Your dick?”
Cecil: “You wanna see?”
You smile.
You: “Sure.”
You expect a photo, maybe a little video. But instead, Cecil video calls you.
After the small beat of surprise, you giggle and accept the call.
“Hi Cec,” you smile.
“Hi,” he whines. He’s laying in bed, his face and part of his bare chest taking up the frame. His phone shakes slightly and from the sounds it’s obvious that he’s jerking himself off out of frame.
“You having fun?” You tease.
He pouts. “Got horny.”
“Aw, did you?”
He pulls a face and you giggle.
Cecil grins, his facade breaking for a second before he reschools his face into a puppy dog expression. “Your fault.”
You snort. “How is it my fault?”
“Talking to you, got hard.”
Heat runs under your skin. “Show me.”
He bites his lip and there is a manic moment where he scrambles to change the camera from front facing to back one handed, which makes you smile.
His cock is hard against his stomach, the tip red and swollen. He’s squeezing the base lightly, but not moving.
You lick your lips. “Aww, Cec…” You say softly and he whimpers. “Having trouble because I’m not there to take care of you?” You try your best to make your voice sound vaguely neutral and fail miserably.
“Yes.” He whines, and you can hear the over the top sulk in his voice.
“Want me to come and sit on it?”
The jab is playful and anything but serious, but his cock twitches before your eyes on the screen and he groans.
“Pleeeaseee,” he swallows, giving one slow jerk. His stomach muscles quivering under the strain. “Please, god, fuck, Harry isn’t here right now, he’s at Mary-Ann’s tonight. You could, you could stay over and-” He moans as he shallowly thrusts into his hand. “Please, you could, we could-fuck- I mean definitely fuck. I won’t even come until you get here. Please?”
You pause, conflicted. Part of you really wants to tease him, to mess with him and watch until he spurts all over his tummy and whimpers in that oh so sweet way.
The other really wants to be in the same room as him right now.
You glance at the time on your phone. 23:49. This would be a booty call, wouldn’t it?
Though at this time, it would barely take ten minutes to drive to his house.
Fuck it.
“Okay.”
You barely get the word out before Cecil is uttering a stream of ‘thank yous.’
“But.”
He stops talking quickly, a little snap echoes as he sharply closes his mouth.
“I want you to come now. Otherwise, you’ll get too excited when you see me and’ll probably bust a nut on the spot.”
Cecil giggles, but starts jerking off straight away, his laughter quickly turning into moans. If you hadn’t already heard him several times in previous situations, you would say he was putting it on a little. Purposefully sounding as pornographic as possible. But that was just Cecil, he couldn’t be anything but loud.
“I would,” he manages to get out through his cries of pleasure. “You’re so smart, I totally, totally would just see you and jizz, fuck, you really gonna come over and see me?” His voice breaks a little at the end and so does a little piece of your heart.
How many times had people lied to him?
How many times had others broken promises?
“I am, the second you finish.”
He whines. His hips slamming up into his fist, the slap, slap, slap of skin echoing around your room.
“Cecil.”
“Yes,” the word is strained, breathless.
“I wanna see you when you come, want to see your face.” You haven’t even finished your sentence but already Cecil is rapidly changing the camera.
He looks so wrecked, his eyes glazed over. He softly whimpers your name, biting his lip. “Gonna come.”
“Good.”
He moans loudly, convulsing and nearly dropping the phone with the force of his orgasm. He shudders, breathing hard and pressing the back of his head to his pillow as his muscles tense and relax.
You’ve never seen anything more beautiful.
“That was so nice.” He mumbles and then, instead of changing the camera, just twists the phone around to show you the mess of cum on his stomach.
You grin. “Very good Cecil.”
“Oh fuck.” He shivers and giggles when he turns the phone back to face him, “Don’t– you’ll make me come again.”
You snort. “You got a praise kink?”
He rolls his eyes playfully. “Duh, of course.”
You laugh and look at him for a moment, really focusing this time. There are faint bags under his eyes and his eyes themselves are red. “You high?”
He shakes his head.
“Drunk?”
“Nope, haven’t drunk or smoked or taken any delicious mind altering substances today.” He gives you a sincere smile.
Maybe he’s just tired.
Maybe he’d been crying.
You push that thought away quickly.
“You sure you want me to come over?”
He nods quickly, “Please– only if you want to, I mean, but, I’d really like to see you. We don’t have to do anything, well, you could just sit on my face for a few hours.”
You bark out a laugh. “A few hours?”
“I know,” he nods, all fake seriousness, “Not long enough….”
“You dork.”
“You love me for it,” he beams.
“Yeah, sure.” You smile. “I’ll be over in ten. And no getting dressed.”
“Yes, Ma’am.” He mock salutes. But you get the feeling he likes it more than he is letting on.
.
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The drive takes 8 minutes. A new personal record, and no speed limits were broken either.
You’ve barely knocked on the door, your knuckles just grazing the wood, before it’s thrown open dramatically.
Cecil beams at you, ushering you in. He’s wearing a dark blue towel bathrobe that he takes off in a flourish the second the door is closed. “It’s me, Anastasia.” He flounces his arms to the side, mimicking the cartoon character. He’s completely naked, his semi cock bobs comically as he moves.
You giggle at him, kissing his cheek and then his lips. His grin widens, happiness flowing off him in waves as he wraps his arms around you. His skin is warm and he smells like coconut body wash, obviously having taken a quick shower before you got here.
“I’m so glad you came.” He nuzzles into your neck, littering any skin he can reach with kisses.
“Me too. Thank you for inviting me.”
He tuts and squeezes a fraction tighter, “You are always welcome. Literally, just come over whenever.”
A spark of warmth settles in your chest. “Yeah, well, you gotta deal with me in my pyjamas now.”
He pulls back a second, still grinning like an overly excited puppy and biting his plump bottom lip. “This is the sexiest outfit I have ever seen.”
You laugh, but there’s a sincerity in his expression that makes you stand a little straighter.
“But,” he wiggles his eyebrows, “You know where it would look even better?”
“On your bedroom floor?” You snort.
“No,” he gives you a look of mock shock, “On me. It would look better on me, but you need to take it off first.”
You chuckle, “You’re so silly.”
“You love it… I hope?”
“I love it.” You reassure him and stroke his cheek.
He kisses your wrist, nuzzling into your touch and sighing happily. Slowly he inches closer, once again wrapping his arms around you, “Come to bed with me?” He poked out his bottom lip and blinks rapidly.
“Stop,” you try to groan but can’t stop the fit of giggle the expression causes. You gently push at his cheek. “That face is terrible.”
He blinks harder.
“Cec!” You shake your head grinning and he leans forward kissing you deeply and slipping his tongue past your lips.
The way he softly leads you upstairs somehow feels so uncharacteristically characteristic, sweet and caring despite the raging boner he’s sporting. He barely takes his lips off your skin and you're a little surprised he doesn’t fall up the steps in the process.
His room is suspiciously tidy, and freshly vacuumed, which makes you smile. However, you don’t get very long to admire it before Cecil pulls you towards the bed, his hands sliding greedily under your top and groaning when he realises you're not wearing a bra.
“Oh, fuck yeah.” He helps you out of it quickly and sits on the edge of the bed. He palms your breasts eagerly, staring like he’d just found the holy grail before he gently kisses them, sucking one nipple into his mouth and then the other.
Your breathing hitches as you lean into him, lightly arching your back and sinking your fingers into his hair.
“Shit, Cecil…” You swallow and he groans, whining softly as he sucks. Pleasure twists and sparks down to your core, settling in a deep untenable ache that you crave for him to soothe.
He laps at your right breast with the flat of his tongue as he hooks his fingers under your waistband and pulls the rest of your clothing down.
Slowly he pulls back, holding your hands as he helps to steady you as you step out of your pyjamas. His eyes are lidded, glazed with arousal as he takes you in and squeezes his balls to just take the edge off.
He groans lowly, saliva shining on his lips as he looks up at you with those big doe eyes. “Come and sit on my face?” Cecil shuffles back fully onto the bed, laying down with his head propped with pillows before he gives you a sweet, beseeching look.
You nod, climbing after him. Despite having been in a similar position before a sense of anxiety drapes along your skin, the times previously were rushed or accidental, things that you could argue were casual. The unplannedness of this should add to that. Should mean nothing.
He runs his hands up your thighs eagerly as you settle into position, urging you to partially suffocate him with your core.
He hums, licking his lips eagerly as he looks up at you and you don’t think you’ve ever seen him this happy before.
Lightly, he tugs at your hips, pulling you closer and darting out his tongue to swipe the tip through your folds and circle your clit. “God, you taste so good.” He groans and repeats the movement with the broad flat of his tongue.
You gasp, grabbing hold of his headboard to steady yourself as he keeps licking, in long steady strokes.
“Fuck, just use me please.” He mutters, sucking on your clit and pulling you down against him completely. He moans when you do, echoing your sound of pleasure with his.
For a split second you forget how to move, so overwhelmed with the sensation of his thick, warm tongue. But then he grips your hips and rocks you slightly, encouraging you to find your own rhythm.
Expletives fall out of your mouth, mixed with his name like a prayer as you grind against him, your thighs shivering and muscles tensing as you chase your peak.
Cecil moans, slurping at your slick and pulling you closer with every circle of your hips. His balls tighten, the sounds of your cries and heavy breathing settle in the base of his spine. His eyes roll back as the pressure at the root of his cock builds, he squirms his legs, desperately thrusting upwards into nothing as he searches mindlessly for relief.
He flicks the tip of his tongue, trying to slip deeper inside and curling until you scream, the sensation paralysing you with pleasure. You hang onto the headboard as it washes over you, leaving you weak and shaky as you breathe hard.
Awkwardly you move back off him, worried that you might have cut off his air supply.
“Oh fuck,” Cecil whines, breathing as heavily as you were, he looks at you and smiles. “I nearly came too, fuck. God, you sound so fucking sexy when you come, taste so good too.” He climbs over to you, kissing your cheeks and neck and pushing his face in between your breasts and breathing deeply.
“You wanna fuck? Or you wanna nap?” He gives you a sweet look, and you’re very sure he would be content to wrap you in blankets and snuggle up for the night if you said the latter.
“Fuck please.” You grin when he beams, excitement plastering his features.
“I’m warning you,” he jumps out of bed and riffles through his side table drawers. “I’m not gonna just plough you.”
You snort. “Ever the romantic.”
“No, I mean,” he grins, running a hand through his hair. “No, I mean, I’m probably gonna last less than a second if I just try to do the normal routine, you’re just so pretty and hot and I know you’re gonna feel so nice.” He whines a little at the end and shakes his head, “sorry, I, I’m gonna try not to just,” he mimics an explosion and you giggle.
“If you gotta you gotta, you know I’ve been with guys who didn’t even try to get me off beforehand, so.”
He pulls a face, “Where’s the fun in that?”
You shrug.
He finds what he was looking for in the drawer and climbs back onto the bed. “Those guys suck.” He unwraps the condom with his teeth and slides it onto himself before he fiddles with something in his hands. It’s small and metal and you don’t realise what it is until he switches it on and it buzzes into life.
“Why do you have a bullet vibrator?” You laugh.
“For this.” He grins and wiggles his eyebrows at you as he settles between your thighs and notches his cock at your entrance. He pauses, biting his lip, his eyes darting up from your pussy to your face. “Is this okay?”
He waits for you to nod, giving you the most brilliant smile before he slowly pushes in.
“Ohhh shiiiiiiiit,” he groans, inching in and then pausing to gather himself before he continues. He swallows and circles your clit with his thumb, the lube from the condom mixing with your slick, before he presses the vibrator to your bundle of nerves. He moves it lightly, mirroring the pattern he drew with his fingers seconds before.
He gasps when you jump, “Oh, fuck, maybe a bad idea? I can feel the vibrations through you and you're squeezing me so hard.” He whines at the end.
You swallow, little moans escaping your lips as he finally pushes completely inside. You’d underestimated how thick he’d feel, how he’d stretch you so perfectly. The pleasure is so high it’s almost to the point of pain.
“Okay, okay, okay,” he breathes hard, shifting a little to get comfortable. “Gonna make you come again, yeah? Please?”
“Cecil,” you whine, rocking softly against him as the vibrator sends shivers through your nerves.
“Can I?”
You nod, “Please, please, please. Need you to, just move.” You buck against him and he hisses.
“No, no, no, we're just gonna stay like this and,” he shifts, leaning down so he can kiss you, one hand awkwardly pressed between your bodies to keep the vibrator in place.
He slips his tongue into your mouth greedily, drinking down your moans as he rolls his hips, barely pulling out.
You grab onto him for dear life, tugging at his shoulders as you move with him, matching his hypnotising pace.
Sweat beads and slides between your bodies as each of your movements start to grow more frantic and desperate.
He rolls his hips and the way he drags and presses against you hits a spot inside that sends a jolt of electricity through your limbs.
Your cry is muffled by his lips, but still powerful.
Cecil gasps, his spine arching. “Oh, fuck, fuck, that good?” He bites his lip, his brow pinched together in concentration as he focuses on repeating his thrust perfectly.
You grab at him, unable to form words as he hits it again, suffocating in the sensation.
“God, that's good, right? You’re, fuck, you’re fucking pulsating around me, oh!” He groans, snapping his hips, unable to hold himself back any longer.
He whines, low and needy as he thrusts, rapidly, your name falling from his lips with every breath. “I can't, I can't, I can't-”
You tense, your head thrown back in a silent scream as your orgasm rips along your spine leaving only ashes in its wake.
Cecil groans, high-pitched as you tense and spasm around him. It barely takes him a second to follow you, spilling violently in the condom.
He collapses on top of you, blinking hard and then struggling to get off you, “Sorry, sorry, sor-”
You grab him by the back of the neck and pull him into a long, sweet kiss.
He sighs happily, relaxing against you. “That was really nice.” He mumbles. “Can I make you pancakes in the morning?”
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