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Just an Inchident: F1 Boyband?

I HAVE AN IDEA!!! So because of the Austrian Grand Prix MainStage when Charles was asked if he could form an F1 band, who would be in the band, how do we feel about a Band AU? Just like the end of the interview, the band’s name will be called “just an inchident” because Charles Leclerc is NEVER living that down.

Like Charles will play the keyboard since he plays piano, I believe Lando would be better as “the battery” (drums) player like Charles first said, Lewis is obviously lead singer, I know Charles said Carlos would play triangle but I think bass or guitar would be cool.

BUT if we made Lando the guitar player, Carlos can play bass because they compliment each other for sure!!! But who would be the drummer? If we’re going off the Mercedes IG post it could either be George Russell or Max Verstappen. I’ll give you my lineup:

Option 1

Lewis Hamilton: Lead singer

Charles Leclerc: Keyboardist

Lando Norris: Drummer

Carlos Sainz: Bassist

George Russell: Lead guitarist

Option 2

Lewis Hamilton: Lead singer

Charles Leclerc: Keyboardist

Lando Norris: Lead guitarist

Carlos Sainz: Bassist

Max Verstappen: Drummer

So if y’all want an F1 Band AU…

Formula 1 Masterlist

Alex Albon

Fernando Alonso

Jenson Button

Pierre Gasly

Lewis Hamilton

Liam Lawson

Charles Leclerc

Lando Norris

Oscar Piastri

Kimi Raikkonen

Daniel Ricciardo

George Russell

Carlos Sainz Jr.

Mick Schumacher

Logan Sergeant

Lance Stroll

Yuki Tsunoda

Mark Webber

Toto Wolff

Max Verstappen

Sebastian Vettel

James Vowles

Poly!Drivers x Reader

So cute 🥰🥰

you belong with me - gr63

summary: george has been in love with his best friend for 15 years, but she can’t see that she belongs with him

folkie radio: MY FIRST GEORGE FIC!!!! idk why it took me so long to write for him but i hope you like this !! send your feedback <3

MASTERLIST | MY PATREON

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yourinstagram finally race week! can't believe it's been 10 years of watching this one from the paddock. from sneaking into george's garage during f3 days to now having proper passes (still can't get used to saying "my best friend is an F1 driver" 😅). ready to watch @/georgerussell63 crush it this weekend!

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username1 MERCEDES QUEEN

username2 you guys are literally soulmates just date already

alex_albon The OG paddock bestie 🙌

└ yourinstagram and you know it

landonorris still waiting for my batch of cookies tbh

└ charles_leclerc Get in line

└ yourinstagram LMAOOO

username3 bestie you spelled wife wrong

username4 10 years of friendship and still going strong

username5 someone convince me they're not secretly married

georgerussell63 Wouldn't be the same without you here! Even if you still support Lewis more than me 🙄

└ yourinstagram HES THE GOAT!!!

└ username1 she’s so real

username6 we need more paddock content of you two!

username7 "best friends" sure jan

username8 george's smile whenever she’s around >>>>>

username9 MY FAVORITE DUOOOOO

username10 no one does best friends better than them

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georgerussell63 P1 BABY!!! Thank you to everyone for the amazing support - winning here in Austria feels amazing. Special shoutout to @/yourinstagram for the lucky socks tradition since F3 - even if they still have tiny race cars on them 😂 Team did a mega job this weekend! 🏆

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username1 THIS IS MY GOATTTTT

username2 GEORGIE I LOVE YOU

lewishamilton Great drive mate! 🙌

yourinstagram those socks won you GP3 AND F2, respect the lucky socks russell 😤

└ username1 YOU KEEP HIM HUMBLE YN

└ username2 whats the real lucky charm the socks or yn

└ georgerussell63 Fine fine, the socks stay

alex_albon expose him more about the socks pls @/yourinstagram

landonorris lucky socks with race cars?? we need pics

└ georgerussell63 Absolutely not, those pics are staying buried

username3 yn has been his real lucky charm since day 1 😭

username4 not the childhood best friends to lovers story we're witnessing

username5 the socks story is too cute i can't

username6 THIS IS MY GOAT

mercedesamgf1 Brilliant drive today George! 💫

username7 how long before he proposes guys??taking bets

username8 find someone who supports you like yn supports george

username9 that post-race hug though 👀

username10 These two give me hope in love

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f1_insiderinfo🚨 EXCLUSIVE: Mercedes driver George Russell spotted having an intimate dinner with mystery girl in Monaco! The pair were seen laughing and sharing food. Sources say they've been meeting here regularly. Has Britain's most eligible bachelor finally been taken?

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username1 MY BROTHER IN CHRIST THATS YN

username2 y’all must be new here 😭

username3 HEEEELP see we’re not delusional for saying they need to be a couple

username4 ffs that’s his best friend story being weird

yourinstagram ah yes, the very romantic dinner where I stole half his pasta and made him watch tiktoks of cats. very intimate. also that "usual spot" is just where they make his favorite tiramisu 🙄

└ georgerussell63 you INHALED half my pasta, there was no stealing involved. also you promised not to expose the tiramisu thing

└ yourinstagram what, scared the other drivers will find out you have a sweet tooth Mr. Professional Athlete? 👀

username5 not them exposing each other in the comments

username6 the way they banter like an old married couple

username7 "mystery girl" my foot, that's his other half since forever

username8 someone get me a friendship like this 😩

username9 SO TRUE YN AND GEORGE ENDGAME

username10 this is peak comedy

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russell.archive A thread of George Russell and his best friend YN through the years 🤍

Slide 1: 2014 - Their high school years

Slide 2: 2015 - Their prom photo

Slide 4: 2021 - His first points with Williams

Slide 5: 2024 - Another season together

The "just friends" agenda for 10 years and counting... 🤔

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username1 WAIT THEY'RE NOT DATING??? All this time I thought...

username2 the prom photo is giving soulmates idc idc

username3 slide 4… that's love

username4 not me thinking they were secretly married this whole time

username5 the way his race engineer calls her "the mrs" though

username6 look at how young they were in the first pic 🥺

username7 their height difference stayed exactly the same I'm crying

username8 everyone saying "best friends" meanwhile they act like this

username9 SOULMATES

yourinstagram omg the prom photo 😭 remember when you stepped on my feet during the entire first dance @/georgerussell63

└ georgerussell63 excuse me? who forgot the corsage at home and made us late?

└ username1 I LOVE THEM SO MUCH

└ username2 not me crying over this

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yourinstagram date night 🍷thanks for a lovely evening @/jamessmith_eng

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username1 WAIT WHAT ABOUT GEORGE???

username2 someone check on george rn 😭

username3 the way my heart just DROPPED

alexandrasaintmleux 😍😍

username4 this has to be a joke right???

username5 10 years of analysis gone wrong...

landonorris inch resting

└ username1 LANDO WHAT DO YOU KNOW

username6 Not me having to explain to my bf that no, George and YN weren't actually dating this whole time

username7 guys can you please be normal for once? george and yn are FRIENDS stop being weird

username8 why is everyone being so dramatic?

username9 HAPPY FOR YOUUU

jamessmith_eng ❤️

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russell.archive The way he immediately looks for her after every race 🥺 (Hungary GP, 2024)

Scientists still trying to figure out how these two aren't together...

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username1 THE WAY HE LIGHTS UP WHEN HE SEES HER

username2 bro runs faster to her than he does on track

username3 10 year study of their relationship and still confused

username4 that hug is not giving "just friends" idc idc

username5 THE KISS HELLO

username6 not her wearing his mercedes jacket

username7 remember when he was sick and she flew across 3 countries just to make him soup??

username8 the race engineer calling her his better half I CANNOT

username9 someone tell that alpine engineer to back off please x

username10 very platonic sure

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yourinstagram triple header concluded ‼️oh and i have a boyfriend now @/jamessmith_eng

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username1 OH-

username2 this feels... wrong

username3 not me zooming in to see if she's still wearing her matching bracelet with george

lilymhe cuties 🤍🤍

username4 THE ALPINE GUY?

username5 why is everyone acting weird like yn and george are just FRIENDS

landonorris 🤔

└ username1 he’s one of us

└username2 HEEEELP LANDO

└ yourinstagram you’re strange

username6 my heart breaks i really thought she was with george

username7 GEORGE’S SILENCE IS SO LOUD

username8 no like from george either 😭

jamessmith_eng 😍😍

└ username1 UM NO LEAVE OUR FAMILY ALONE

└ username2 go back to alpine

└ yourinstagram ❤️

username9 I JUST FELL TO MY KNEES

username10 i know george and yn are just friends but omfg this feels wroooong

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georgerussell63 Gained nine places today but overall the damage was done yesterday. Congrats to LH and the team on the podium. We have another chance to fight before the summer break in Belgium. Bring it on.

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username1 no yn mention??? are you okay???

username2 first race post this without tagging yn i'm worried

username3 the way he usually writes "couldn't have done it without my lucky charm”

lewishamilton incredible drive 👏🏾

landonorris most depressing caption i've ever seen mate

└ username1 HE KNOWS 😭

└ username2 he’s so annoying

username4 where's the usual "special thanks to my favourite paddock menace"

username5 he's posted about yn in every race post for YEARS this is not a drill

username6 even the emojis are gone 😭

username7 BRO IS DEVASTATED and not only about the race

yourinstagram no selfie? 🥺 breaking tradition much

└ username1 CRYING

└ username2 george why are you breaking tradition

username8 alpine guy better make yn happy at least

username9 GEORGIE I BELIEVE IN YOU

username10 the damage in question was un hard launching her bf

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yourinstagram coffee runs with this oneee 🤍 @/jamessmith_eng

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username1 isn't that… george's usual coffee spot??

username2 the way she used to do this with george every race weekend 💔

username3 why does this feel wrong

iamrebeccad ❤️

francisca.cgomes i miss youuuuu

username4 BE NORMAL IN THIS COMMENT SECTION CHALLENGE

username5 she and george are endgame tho idc

username6 the wasy geroge never likes her posts with her tho

landonorris 🤐

└ username1 LANDO STOP

└ username2 he has no chill

└ yourinstagram i never understand what u mean

└ alex_albon oh honey

└ username3 IM WHEEZING

jamessmith_eng My ❤️

└ username1 i don't like his vibe george aside

└ yourinstagram love youuu

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f1gossip SPOTTED: George Russell with mystery brunette at London restaurant 👀

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username1 HELLO??' SINCE WHEN??

username2 yn's twitter likes suddenly very aggressive

username3 someone check on yn PLEASE

username4 the way she's sitting in yn's usual spot i feel sick

username5 toto watching his team's morale depend on these two idiots

username6 th groupchat must be wild rn

username7 GEORGIE WHAT ARE YOU DOINGGGGG

username8 ou george boyfriend era?

username9 this is alpine guy's fault

username10 THAT SHOULD BE HIM AND YN

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yourinstagram date with my favorite human 💕thank you for making me smile x @/jamessmith_eng

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username1 okay this might be cute

username2 CRYING AGAIN

username3 THAT SHOULD BE GEORGE

jamessmith_eng Perfect day with my perfect girl ❤️

└ username2 ewww

└ username1 come on they're happy stop being weird

└ yourinstagram 🥺🥺🥺

lilymhe we should have a double date!

└ alex_albon we're kinda busy

└ username2 LORD

└ username3 ALEX YOU'RE INSANE

└ username4 he said im with my boy george forever

└ yourinstagram buzzkill

username5 george didn't like this post either

username6 this is how we can get rid of him

username7 why are some people so weid about them yn and george are FRIENDS

username8 i want this

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georgerussell63 Some traditions never change. Pre-race selfie and coffee with my best friend #15YearsAndCounting

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username1 I LOVE THEM SM

username2 george russell choosing violence today

username3 HE TAGGED IT 15 YEARS AND COUNTING I'M SCREAMING

mercedesamgf1 🤍

username4 GEORGE MARKING HIS TERRITORY

username5 james has been real quiet since this dropped

landonorris territorial much?

└ username1 LANDO STOP THIS MADNESS

└ georgerussell63 You're so strange mate

└ username2 SURE GEORGE play dumb we'll play along

yourinstagram LOVE YOU GEORGIE BOY!

└ username1 girl he loves you but like loves LOVES you

└ username2 wake up he's in love with you

└ georgerussell63 ❤️

username6 whe said who's james we don't know her

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yourinstagram thank you for the flowers and for always finding your way back to me @/jamessmith_eng 🤍

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username1 GIRL

username2 this is the 4th "second" chance but ok

username3 not the apology flowers AGAIN

lewishamilton 👀

└ username1 EVEN LEWIS KNOWS

└ username2 PLEASE

username4 the whole garage pretending we didn't hear them fighting yesterday

alex_albon 🤦‍♂️

└ username1 ALEX IS HIS BIGGEST HATER

username5 somebody check on george

username6 girl get up

username7 can pierre and este sabotage him or something 😭

jamessmith_eng Love you baby ❤️

└ yourinstagram love you too x

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georgerussell63 has added to their stories

replies:

username1 GEORGE SWIFTIE CONFIRMED

username2 taylor’s version too

charles_leclerc 😂😂😂😂

alex_albon YOU FINALLY EMBRACED THAT YOU’RE TAYLOR SWIFT

└ georgerussell63 don’t push it

landonorris JUST TELL HER

pierregasly Whats this supposed to mean

yourinstagram YOU’RE SUCH A SWIFTIEEEE

└ georgerussell63 I love the lyrics of that one :)

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yourinstagram 15 years of friendship and watching you live your dream from the grandstands, and i still get butterflies every time that 63 crosses the line 🤍 couldn't be prouder of my best friend. race day ready as always @/georgerussell63 (still wearing the lucky charm bracelet you got me when we were 12 btw 😉)

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username1 MY FAMILY

username2 IM SOBBING

username3 james from alpine found shaking

lewishamilton 🖤

username4 THE KARTING PHOTO I'M SOBBING

landonorris remember when she used to hide behind trees to watch him practice?

└ yourinstagram LANDO DELETE THIS

└ username1 I LOVE THEM

username5 it has always been HIM

georgerussell63 Still can't believe you kept that bracelet

└ yourinstagram it's my good luck charm, you're not getting it back russell

└ georgerussell63 Wouldn't dream of it x

└ yourinstagram better not crash today, i'm wearing it

└ georgerussell63 Wouldn't dare disappoint my number 1 fan

└ yourinstagram since karting days

└ georgerussell63 And counting ❤️

└ username1 DID WE JUST WITNESS A MARRIAGE PROPOSAL?

└ username2 THEY CANT JUST DO THIS IN PUBLIC

username6 yeah they’re in love and everyone knows it but them

username7 james alpine you are BONES

username8 JUST GET MARRIED

username9 this slow burn friends to lovers idiots in love…

username10 lando and alex screaming rn

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georgerussell63 Found out she's still terrible at paddle after 15 years. Some things never change 🏸

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username1 girl whatever he said wasn't THAT funny you're just in love

username2 the way she looks at him vs the way she looks at james- anyway

mercedesamgf1 🖤

username3 NO ALPINE BOYFRIEND IN SIGHT WE WON

username4 the way she only laughs like that with george

username5 yn looking at george vs yn looking at james: a thesis

kimi.antonelli Great day 👏

landonorris "terrible at paddle" mate you dropped your racquet 3 times

└ georgerussell63 Trying to make her feel better

└ alex_albon by embarrassing yourself? smooth

└ username1 THIS IS MY FAMILY

└ username2 best trio forever

username6 not yn pulling a zendaya

yourinstagram i'm not that bad!

└ georgerussell63 You hit yourself with the racquet

└ yourinstagram you DISTRACTED me

└ georgerussell63 By existing?

└ yourinstagram by being annoying

└ username3 THE TENSION IS KILLING ME

username7 ou james don’t make that face

username8 i feel like something is shifting and these two will confess soon

username9 JUST KISS ALREADY

username10 the best friends secretly in love with each other of it all

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yourinstagram always 🤍

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username1 THE WAY I SCREAMED

username2 FINALLY FINALLY FINALLY

username3 that's george's hand i've studied it for 5 years I KNOW

mercedesamgf1 🥹

└ username1 toto just fist bumped lewis in the garage

landonorris took you long enough

└ username2 LANDOOO DONT CLOCK HER LIKE THAT

username4 the childhood friends to lovers pipeline never fails

username5 the easy we all just KNOW they finally confessed

username6 AND FUCK THAT JAMES GUY

username7 DO A PROPER HARD LAUCH

georgerussell63 ❤️

└ yourinstagram🤍

username8 if look idiots in love in urban dictionary a pic of george and yn shows up

username9 MY PARENTS

username10 plot twist this is actually the alpine guy 😭

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f1gossip GEORGE AND YN AT THE LAS VEGAS PADDOCK RIGHT NOW THIS IS NOT A DRILL

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username1 OMFG

username2 I CANT BELIEVE THIS

username3 james found crying in alpine

username4 NO WAY FINALLY

username5 THESE TWO IDIOTS FINALLY REALIZED

username6 i’m crying, this is the softest love story ever

username7 ya conspiracy girlies were always right !!!!!!

username8 we witnessed this best friends to lovers slow burn happen in real time i can’t believe this

username9 NOT ME CRYING AT THIS

username10 guys they’re KISSING like WE USED TO PRAY FOR TIMES LIKE THESE

username11 george finally grew balls and confessed

username12 JAMES FROM ALPINE YOU’RE BONES

username13 WATCH GEORGE WIN TOMORROW

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yourinstagram not just the race you won today mr russell 🏆🤍

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username1 THE WAY HE RAN STRAIGHT TO HER

username2 YOUR SMILE WHEN HE PICKED YOU UP

username3 the way james had to watch this from p7 💀

mercedesamgf1 Best vegas grand prix ever confirmed 👏

landonorris get a room

└ yourinstagram we did

└ landonorris HELLO???

└ username1 I HAD THE SAME REACTION LANDO

└ username2 no fucking way

username3 I CANNOT BELIEVE MY EYES

username4 they had been in love since forever like we could SEE IT it was about time they realized

username5 HE. GOT. THE. GIRL

username6 george russell you fucking did it

username7 IDIOTS IN LOVE SLOWBURN TROPE I FUCKING LOVE IT

username8 YABADABADOOOOO WE WERE RIGHT ALL THE TIME

username9 a love story fifteen years in the making

username10 EVERYTHING FALLS INTO PLACE

georgerussell63 Still can't believe you're mine

└ yourinstagram always have been. just took me a while to realize

└ georgerussell63 Worth every second of waiting 🤍

└ username1 IM SOBBING AGAIN

└ username2 this is the most beautiful thing ever

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georgerussell63 Vegas ‘24. Won more than just a race tonight.

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username1 SOBBING AGAIN

username2 i still can’t quite believe this

username3 GEORGE RUSSELL THE MAN THAT YOU ARE

alex_albon boy went from you belong with me era to lover era real quick

└ georgerussell63 Stop with the Taylor Swift references

└ landonorris NEVER

└ username1 I LOVE THEM SO MUCH 😭😭

username4 THIS IS BETTER THAN ANY ROMANCE MOVIE

username5 alex and lando screaming somewhere because of this

username6 imagine being that alpine guy right now LMFAO

username7 they’re proof that real love always finds a way

lewishamilton Prod of you mate. On and off track 🖤

└ username1 AWEEEEEE

username8 best friends to lovers Y E S

username9 the fact that george waited YEARS for her and watched her with other guys but got her in the end. THIS IS TRUE LOVE

username10 this is way too pure

yourinstagram quite the victory lap mr russell

└ georgerussell63 Had to make it special for my special girl

└ yourinstagram you’re such a sap

└ georgerussell63 Your sap tho. Officially now

└ yourinstagram was always yours. just took me 15 years to realize 🤍

"You Can Call Her Phone" Series (George's Version)

author's note : okay here's the george version!!

pairing : George Russell x Fem!Reader

warnings : swearing, shitty men, and not proof read

word count : 597

“Darling!” George calls out to you from the kitchen. You’re currently folding laundry on the couch, and apparently nowhere near your phone. “Who’s this Josh Do Not Answer on your phone?” His question makes you groan and that makes him even more curious. “I’m going to answer it!” 

“Wait!” You call out, jumping up from your spot to stop him, but you’re too late, speaker already next to his ear the by the time you get to the kitchen.

“Hello Josh!” George’s voice is cheery to the point of disgust and he’s smiling widely at you in way that makes you narrow your eyes. You try to grab the phone from him, but he just dodges your advances. You think Josh is talking, but you’re too focused on trying to grab the phone instead of straining your ears to hear him speak.

George’s eyes then narrow and he frowns, at which you stop trying to grab the phone and just wait. “Now, I don’t think that’s true at all mate.” He then directs himself towards you. “YN, you’ve told this Josh fellow that we’re dating right?”

His question makes you confused, because of course you have. And also, you’ve been dating for well over 2 years, there’s no way he could miss it. “Of course I have.” You’re sure you are loud enough for Josh to hear you over the phone.

“Yeah, she says that’s not true, Josh, and I have to believe her. But also, we’ve been together for almost three years, so there’s no way you could miss it. I’m sure it’s all over your social media because I’m a famous Formula One driver and she’s an amazing lawyer.” The subtle —not— brag causes you to roll your eyes, but it stops you from wanting to grab your phone and instead listen to how this plays out. “Let me listen,” you whisper to him as Josh is talking again and George nods, moving the phone away so he can put it on speaker.

“—She’s been giving me signals, mate. I’m talking sex eyes and lip biting.” That makes you roll your eyes even harder. “So, even if you two have been dating for a little while there’s no way she’s been loyal to you, not with the way she's been with me. Probably fucked half the grid behind your back.” That makes you scoff, and George can’t stop you from grabbing the phone from his hand.

“Hi Josh, this is YN,” your voice must be a shock to him, “I just wanted to let you know that those ‘sex eyes’ I’ve been making at you were actually ‘please get the fuck away from me you perv’ eyes.” George looks even more amused, leaning back against the counter with his arms crossed over his chest. “I will also be filling another complaint with HR on Monday for the harassment after work. I think that will be enough to terminate your contract and get you a pretty long list of places to not even think about applying to after your unemployment.” At that you end the call, placing your phone back down on the counter and then giving your boyfriend a stern look. “And this is why he’s Josh Do Not Answer on my phone, George.”

He just shrugs, wrapping his arms around your waist to pull you in. “Yeah, but if I hadn’t done that I wouldn’t have gotten to see you be all Lawyer YN on him.” He pauses to give you a quick kiss. “And you know I think Lawyer YN is incredibly sexy.”

Who should i start my new f1 x argentine!reader series with

☆; here you'll find all the fics/blurbs/drabbles i have written so far.

☆; f1

the eras masterlist (ts x f1)

lando norris

you are in love ; part of the ts x f1 series

charles leclerc

coming soon !

fernando alonso

coming soon !

alex albon

coming soon !

jenson button

coming soon !

lewis hamilton

coming soon !

carlos sainz

coming soon !

sebastian vettel

coming soon !

mark webber

coming soon !

kimi raikkonen

coming soon !

george russell

coming soon !

max verstappen

coming soon !

oscar piastri

coming soon !

other f1 drivers

superstar ; mick schumacher

begin again ; pierre gasly

☆; youtube

jschlatt

coming soon !

ted nivison

coming soon !

johnnie guilbert

coming soon !

jake webber

jake x rockstar!reader

tara yummy

coming soon !

hasan piker

coming soon !

☆; jackass

johnny knoxville

coming soon !

steveo

coming soon !

☆; misc

joost klein

coming soon !

the eras - masterlist

Twenty two stories inspired by the lyrics from all Taylor Swift albums.

drivers: mv1, dr3, ln4, sv5, pg10, fa14, cl16, aa23, eo31, lh44, ms47, cs55, gr63, op81.

note/warnings: english is not my native language, so there will probably be some spellings mistakes, even though i will try to have as least as possible. Also, you can request from any of drivers above with whatever songs you want that has not been asigned to a driver, if the song is followed by three dots then you can leave a request for that song. Please read the specific warnings for each story as there will probably be some angst and some topics you may not be comfortable reading :)

PS: I will also be posting other stories and social media Au's and if you want to request for any other song for taylor or any type of Au/imagine freely do so. :)

If you want to get tagged on the next stories just leave a comment and I will do it

Teardrops on my Guitar | pg10

They had been friends for years, her always yearning for him to look at her like she did just once but he never did and she wishes that the girl he loves can adore him like she does.

Tim Mcgraw | ...

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Silverstone All-Nighter

pairing: Lewis Hamilton, Lando Norris, Ollie Bearman, Pierre Gasly, George Russell, Max Verstappen, Charles Leclerc, Carlos Sainz, Daniel Ricciardo, Oscar Piastri x fem!reader

summary: After race in Silverstone, Lewis decided to show his generosity by letting you comfort his colleagues.

word count: 5.3k

warning: 18+ only, smut, nsfw, rough sex, humiliation, group sex, P in V sex, anal sex, oral (M&F receiving), dirty talk objectification, BDSM, dom/sub, force orgasm, multi orgasm, If you feel uncomfortable, please exit promptly.

notes: writing this really drained me. But I truly enjoyed it. I hope you like it too :) English is not my native language and I am exhausted, so feel free to correct me!

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It’s been a tough night for all the drivers except Lewis Hamilton.

George Russell started on pole and retired due to a water system failure; McLaren could have pitted with both cars but chose to put a driver out there to take the loss, and could have used a new medium but change the used soft, a race that proved that McLaren is not yet ready to fight for the WCC; Red Bull had a perfect strategy, Max had a stable mindset, but the car was poorly today, while Ferrari as usual should have jailed the strategy team; Pierre got a 50 place penalty, starting from China GP, resulting in a DNS.

Lewis Hamilton led you into an exclusive club — you were his personal paid companion, ready for any of his reasonable or unreasonable demands, anytime and anywhere.

“I love how you do anything for money. ”Straightforward and simple, this is why the world champion loved you. “But tonight, you can’t just be my whore.” As the home race winner who had won it all, he was willing to offer his colleagues some comfort.

You had no room to refuse; you would not meet anyone as generous as him, and for now, you didn’t need any drugs or equipment to get him aroused.

“I also like that you only pay in cash, Mr. Hamilton.” You skillfully unfastened your lingerie, removed your panties and shoes, and folded them neatly aside, leaving only a plus 44 T-shirt on your body.

“Mr. Hamilton?” He questioned the way you address him. You had many endearments for him, daddy, Lew, sir, but Mr. Hamilton he hadn’t heard from you yet.

“I thought it suited the situation.”

You liked to leave all morality behind, the pure deal of money and desire collision. You sat on his lap, one hand hooked around his neck, one hand stroking his cock that was starting to get aroused-just the size your throat is used to, “Give me a kiss.” You stuck out your tongue, “Before I suck your coworkers’ cocks.”

Lewis cupped your face — he kissed you roughly, a menacing soft grunt escaping his throat from time to time, his cock rising between your nimble and erotic fingers, you tortured the open and closed head briskly, trying to probe with the tip of your index finger every now and then, he liked that best of all, and he came extra fiercely every time.

Too bad he was just an appetizer for you tonight.

The booth slowly filled up.

“Lewis!” Lewis didn’t respond to his biggest rival today. He let go of your tongue, panting heavily, his pleasure audible, his cum splattering, and you heard a few f-words from other young boys.

Lewis patted your lower back, and you got up, displaying yourself to your new targets — you had no doubt some are still virgins, like that boy Ollie Bearman who could’t even look at you directly, while others are already winked at you, like Lando Norris and Pierre Gasly.

“You’ll need this, I brought her, enjoy, just one rule, don’t break her.” Lewis grabbed a handful of condoms out of his pocket, “Guys, I don‘t mean to offend, but if anyone has something contagious, better speak up now.”

Nobody cared about Lewis’s words; they were all captivated by you, almost every one of them blurted out a few “fucks”upon seeing you. These boys shared a unique bond; your role here is evident.

“boys, I’m Y/N, you can ask me for anything tonight.” You waved, Lewis's cum still on your hand. For Silverstone, he abstained for a while, and so did these drivers.

“Don’t be shy, tonight’s safe word is 'sunflower' — everyone gets a chance to breed in me.”

“But you can ignore that — she‘s never used a safe word.” Lewis hugged you from behind, squeezing your chest under the T-shirt, “What are you waiting for?”

“This is too much, I don’t wanna be part of it.” Ollie refused, he was so shy that his whole face flushed red, Lewis laughed, “Y/N, go give little Ollie a kiss and show him how good you are.”

”No... please…” Ollie pleaded with the older drivers, “Charles! Charles! Lando!”

Lando shook his head with a look of amusement, while Charles took on the role of a senior, his words sounding very convincing, “This will relieve your stress, it‘s very effective, don’t be afraid, Ollie, be a man.”

“Just take it as your signing gift, baby bear.” You lightly bit his lips, massaged his hair, patiently explored his mouth, curling his tongue and sucking. When Ollie’s tongue finally flicked out, you pulled away from his lips.

You squatted down and took his cock in your mouth, using the lips that just kissed him — this could be considered a kiss of sorts. The boy was bigger than you imagined, and his size was a challenge for you. Adapting took time, your throat spasmed uncomfortably, gradually being stretched open by his growing dick. You used your tongue, moving back and forth.

Ollie’s moans were more pleasant than Lewis’s. The boy didn’t yet know how to control his desires, his moans soft and tender. You heard Lewis’s voice — “I need to get a drink before joining you guys, seeing you all so downcast is making me limp.”

“Watch this first.” Another voice, with a distinct French accent, said, “Bet 200 pounds that our little boy will finish in five minutes.”

“Oh... Pierre, don’t say things like that...” Ollie could barely speak a complete sentence because your tongue was swirling around his most sensitive spot, he couldn’t control his thrusts.

You slowly swallowed his precum, the tight pressure nearly made the boy come in your mouth. You caressed his strong thighs to help him relax, but he only trembled more.

“Two more hundred pounds, Y/N, three minutes.” Lewis whistled at you.

“Don't do this... Y/N... Ah…” Ollie begged for your mercy, he lowered his head, looking down at you pleadingly. You gaze up at him, your eyes filled with desire.

All this, just to make this boy a laughingstock among the 20 drivers in 2025. To be honest, you really wanted to do this, but considering that he kept his dick very clean, you were inclined to be kind, and slowed down the stimulation, gave him five minutes of heaven.

“Whore,” Lewis laughed, seeing through your intentions. If he couldn’t, it would be a waste of fucking you so many times. You didn’t answer but flipped him off.

Ollie was well endowed, though not as well as Lewis. Even though he was gentle, your throat still hurt. After five minutes, his virgin cum came in your mouth — if there is such a thing.

The boy was left whimpering, and you opened your mouth to show him the fluids.

“Can I swallow it, baby bear?” you asked, cum dripping from the corner of your mouth. “No... spit it out. You don’t want to do that,”Ollie said, holding your face. You smiled and made a swallowing motion.

“Oops.”you shrugged. “You’re wrong, I just wanted to do that.”

By the time you got up, Lewis was already gone. You wiped your mouth with the back of your hand. “Boys, I need a bigger couch.”

“In the next room,”Max replied, his erection pressing against his pants.

“My legs are numb,” you said, holding out your hand to Ollie. He looked at you deeply, as if he knew your intentions were unchangeable, and carried you into the next room.

“You seem to like our little boy?” This question came from George.

You answered him bluntly, “I like money, sex, vacations, and penthouse in London. Lewis pays my bills, so right now I also like your anger... Don’t make that face, babyboy.”You comforted a slightly disappointed Ollie. “Even if you didn’t give me anything, l’d still enjoy sucking your cock because you’re so cute. When you grow up and I get tired of Lewis, you can take me.”

“Don’t favor little Ollie too much. you need to tell us who tastes best in the grid,”Pierre said, gripping your chin. “Or we’ll be unhappy, Mademoiselle.”

“Of course, Frenchman.” You flashed a sly smile. “I’m just good at being a slut.”

The couch in the next room wasn’t particularly large — Max was on top of you. He had been irritated by your Plus 44 shirt for a while. He ripped your shirt open, buried his head in your tits, and bit them. You hold onto his shoulders and spread your legs to welcome him — he had a lot of anger to release into your body.

“Max, Wait a minute.”

“You better have a good reason, Lando.” It’s deadly for any man to be interrupted before entering, and the Dutch driver is no exception. You looked at the man curiously, did he want to be the first?

“You’re like a bull charging at everyone, my friend.” Lando tugged your ankle, and the petals protecting your tender hole are soon spread. All eyes are on the middle of your legs.

“She’s not wet yet.” His fingertip lightly slid over your entrance and teased your clit, finding almost no wetness. “The fun will be much less.”

“Don’t listen to him. You pump in, and I’ll be your syrup fountain,” you retorted nonchalantly. “The night is short; time waits for no man.”

“We should try to make Y/N more comfortable.”Ollie’s face was on fire; he hasn’t learned how to please a woman yet. “Lando, do something.”

Max unwillingly got off the bed, and placed his fully erect dick in your hand, which you started to stroke as he wishes. The impression you had left earlier with Lewis was still lingering. As Lando climbed on, you put your legs over his shoulders, ready for him to awaken your desire.

"How pitiful.” His breath brushed against your plump pussy, his fake sympathy became surreal. “Not even a bit wet.” The pressed petals are spread again, revealing the delicate clit.

“Y/N, how many times do you think I’ll make you cum?”Lando’s thumb skillfully rubbed the edge of your clit, made you start to gasp under his teasing.

The Birmingham boy distracted you, so when your hands were busy with Max and George, you couldn’t focus on Pierre. You refused to give him a blowjob. “Baby, help the boy out, and I’ll give you a special treat.” The finger on your clit turned into a tongue, and the sudden stimulation made you shiver. Lando’s beard tickled your inner thigh, Pierre touched your lips, and brought Ollie for you. The boy didn’t know how to please you and can only watch stiffly from the side.

“Do it like this.” It was the first time Pierre has acted acting like such a helpful older driver, and he found it novel. He cupped your tits and grabbed a nipple, hard and erect like a berry. Ollie imitated him, licked gently with his tongue, while Pierre alternated between sucking and occasionally biting you.

You heard a few shocked French curses — these boys were easily surprised. Skillfully, you pumped Max until he came on your shoulder, then pulled Ollie’s hair with your cum-covered hand, forcing him to be rougher with you. The tease from your clit intensified, sending electric pleasure through your body and making you moan loudly.

Your stomach twitched as you became completely wet, and you sticked out your tongue slightly. As you screamed with orgasm, George came in your palm.

“Bloody hell”, he grasped your wrist, “How can you scream like that?”

“Lewis taught me well,” you panted, “Your turn, baby.”You patted Pierre’s shoulder. “I want to taste you.”

“I didn’t teach her that,” Lewis returned, but from your position, you couldn’t see where he is.

“Do I get no reward?” Lando smeared your juices on your stomach. You looked into his puppy-dog eyes and smiled, giving no answer but took Pierre’s dick into your mouth. Lando understood your hint and didn’t rush to be the first.

The first one willing to fuck you was Carlos, while the impatient ones used your hand, you did your best to make Daniel and Charles feel welcome.

Your tits belonged entirely to Ollie; he gradually mastered some skills, probing for the pressure you liked. You opened your mouth wider to fit Pierre’s thrusts; his rhythm almost threatened to deep into your oesophagus. You also surprised him with a sharp pain with your teeth. Pierre came in the depths of your throat; you unexpectedly swallowed some of it but spat out more.

Insane was the only word that could describe what happened next. Your pussy was clamping his hard dick repeatedly, Carlos’s every thrust made you shiver as the tip was mashed into your cervix and his balls swung forward to strike your clit. Your combined juices ran down his shaft and dripped onto the couch below.

Perhaps tortured by Ferrari, Carlos ran out his strength after the first time he finished, almost rolled off you. You blew him a kiss, then got your legs completely open by the second guy who fuck you — Charles, you liked the rings on his hands and he was wearing a condom, you liked him even more.

“Charles, I want you from behind.” You winked at him, and he fulfilled your position request. Flipped you over into a kneeling position, gripped your waist firmly — easy for him, and you probably had your hands free to squeeze up your kneaded and inflamed tits so Ollie could thrust in, but you didn’t have time to explain.

Daniel wanted you to suck his dick, and he’d seen how Pierre enjoys it, as if part of his soul had been sucked into your throat.

Norris helped Bearman find his place — when this seemingly innocuous phrase took on a deeper meaning, it was enough to show how depraved the scene was.

Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Lewis jerking off towards you — he had plenty of time to fuck you from morning to night, so he wasn’t in a hurry to fight.

And behind you Charles had already spreading your pussy open viciously, so the rear-entry position naturally penetrated deeper and hit your sensitive spots correctly. The bittersweet feeling rippled along your nerves, you felt your cervix open wide from being fucked, and the juice rushed out anxiously with the lubricant on the condom, stirring up white foam. You’ve forgotten how to move your tongue.

"Charles, you’re too hard — her tongue is frozen!” Daniel pulled out of your mouth dissatisfiedly, the curly hair man’s thick dick wrapped in your spit, the moment it left you your voice drifted out, “Yes.... god, i’m dying…”

As Ollie surrendered in your tits, you let Daniel take the young boy’s place, because you couldn’t control your mouth.

“Fuck, I want to record the sound of her moaning as my alarm clock. ” Pierre searched everywhere for his phone, “Lewis, where did you get this girl?”

“No comment.” Lewis walked up to you, one hand stroking his cock, and one hand into your mouth, pinching out his tongue with his index and middle fingers and playing with it, “Little slut is going to get off isn’t she?”

“Yes, Lew, daddy… yes…” You responded joyfully, let him move in and out of your mouth, then raised your head to wait for Charles to bring you to a second orgasm. You were so sore from his thrusts, and the fluids seeped all the way up to the crack of your butt.

“Who am I?” Daniel grabbed you by the hair, his dick vigorously moving in and out between your tits. You glared at him with annoyance due to the pain in your scalp. Lewis released your tongue, allowing you to respond.

“You’re not a world champion anyway.”

Daniel’s frustrated sigh came from above your head, followed by the mocking laughter of other drivers. His cum dripped onto your lower stomach. You stood up and faced Charles, “Wanna be dirtier?” You pinned the much stronger man to the couch.

“Are you going to just watch or join us?” You turned your head and asked Lando, who holds up a handful of colorful condoms — some of which you were pretty sure Lewis did not bring, “What flavor do you like, kitten? ”

“Cherry.” You sat down quickly, and Charles filled you fully again. The couch shook a bit, Lando — you heard the sound of him rip open the condom wrapper.

He spread apart your buttocks, “Has Lewis touched here?” You shook to rub against his hand, “Lewis has touched everywhere you can see, outside and inside — unless you go in deeper.”

A thick penis squeezed through the narrow asshole, which was not prepared for sex. However, Lewis took good care of you, you have never bled from anal sex. Of course, you’ve never taken two men at the same time — Lando pressed your hands behind your back, began to fuck you from behind, and Charles pushed up in silent agreement. They were both fucking her deep and hard, slapping their pelvises into you. Back and forth and up and down, two strange pleasures intertwined and made you fascinated. Your cries became sweeter and more intense, and the lascivious sounds of water and impact were endless in your ears.

“Who makes you feel better, Y/N?” Lewis lifted your chin, “Front or back?”

“I am curious too — who gets deeper? me or Lewis?” Lando and Charles both started thrusting hard into you at the same time, instead of alternating like the men were doing before. You gasped pitifully and sweetly, and the inner wall tightened in waves. You couldn’t support yourself and fell on Charles’s chest. His broad hand touched your hair, but the next second Lando grabbed your hair and forced you to lift your head. “You must answer when I ask you a question.”

You couldn’t respond; you twisted like a fish out of water, your face flushed with a lack of oxygen. The air got hotter due to the competitive tension between the boys, and you were the center of the molten lava.

After another orgasm, Charles left you, Ferrari and McLaren had never been so in sync — Lando also climaxed, his whole body straining, the rough groans in his throat incredibly sexy but the thing deeply thrust into your back hole was even more so. “i never want to leave, Lewis, name your price.”

“Not for sale.”Lewis shook his head, “Come on, Lando, there are people waiting.”

“You’re clamping tight, girl.” Lando tied the used condom in a knot, “I regret fucking you with a condom.”He switched the track, and plunged into your reclaimed pussy while the rested drivers took his place, all the while you had George’s cock in your mouth, and because of your “daddy finger me please”, he chose to give you something thicker than a finger.

Lando tended to your clit, he dipped into your juices and repeatedly pinched and toyed with that little thing, you came in his hands more times than you can count. You didn’t know how many orgasms you’ve had, not to mention the fact that he was tirelessly fucking you at the same time. Three orgasms erupted together in your clit, your g-spot and your ass. Meanwhile, he pressed his fingertips against the topening of the urethra between the lips of your flower while his dick moved in and out of you without a moment’s pause.

“Hey, my little slut is crying.”

“More than that, Lewis, she pissed all over me.”Lando, however, had no intention of blaming you, after all, he was responsible for the current situation, you squirted wetly all over his thighs, waist and the small half of the couch, mixing with the cum that oozed out of him when he pulled out, dripping and lewd to the point of obscenity, and it looked like he was enjoying the scene, as you sinked into the bone-deep pleasure.

George cummed, and made you squirt once with his finger before plunging into your pussy for a sprint that belonged to the pole driver.

There were more and more condoms used on the floor and there were drivers who didn’t like to use them, like Daniel who waited for a few rounds, he and Max pinned you in the middle one after the other, fierce in heat, your pussy was unconscious from the way he was fucking it and Max was even more ferocious than he was, you had a feeling that the lower part of your body was going to becrushed alive by them.

“Didn’t we fuck you hard enough, Y/N? How come you didn’t squirt?” Daniel asked you, “Or did you have to have one in your mouth to cum, huh?”

You were so sweaty that your throat hurt from moaning, but even then they didn’t let you off the hook, insisting that you had squirt for them, but you were so drained you couldn’t even bring yourself to ask for water.

“Use this.” Lando handed over the fascia gun — drivers always had unexpected goodies - “put it on her clit.”

“No... don’t do that, daddy please! please…” your begging for mercy didn’t help, the more scared you were, the more they wanted to see the effects of the thing.

“I used to tie Y/N to a chair and play with her with a vibrator, it was so good, she couldn’t even remember her name when it was on the highest gear.”

“Good girl, squirt once for me and Max.” Daniel pressed your resisting hands back behind your back, Max pressed the head of the fascia gun against your clit and pressed the switch. You wriggled wildly, the thing was as intense as any vibrator sensation you’d ever experienced, your body contracted and unfolded, “Hold her down Daniel...not bad oooh!” They still had no intention of moving away and you struggle in desperation, uncontrollable tears and drool dripping onto Max’s chest.

“Dirty girl.” Max grinned and rotated the force in his hand, you shuddered until the most stable couch rattled, “How about the highest setting?”

White light rose before your eyes as thin water gushing out in waves along the rim of the head of the fascia gun, he removed that from his hand and an stream of water shoot Max in the cheek. he got what he wants, cum from the intense constriction squeezed inside the canal, he hold his breath and erupts for almost a dozen seconds while Daniel is pinned down by you, barely able to move.

“Relax.” He leaved a palm print on your hip, the shock waved traveling to your mound, and with a dying scream you squirted again without warning, rolling your eyes up like a cramp as your consciousness begins to blur and your soul seems to flow out with it.

“Eh, she passed out.”

“First time getting high like that, I guess.”

When you regained consciousness, you saw a boy you hadn’t seen before. Oscar he seemed to have kept to himself.

The anger of the other drivers was well and truly vented, for the little boy there was nothing but comfort, after all the team’s strategy tendencies were unchangeable.

“You’ll only regret not pit for a week, but you’ll regret not getting on me for the rest of your life.”You reached out to him, maybe an embrace can help him come out for a moment, “Baby boy, you are breaking my heart with your sad face.”

Oscar Piastri fucked you on a chair brought in by who knows, he held your nipples like a little wolf. after the orgasm from hell just now, your clit was numb and tingling, the lips of your flower were swollen and engorged, your pussy was soft, the pain was nearly equal to the pleasure.

You wrapped your arms around Oscar’s waist, trying to let him slow down, but the boy obviously got the wrong idea, and pushed harder. He finished his anger into your body — After Oscar it was Ollie, although he was the youngest, what he had underneath is not the smallest. If he had he been a few years older, he probably would have been able to fuck the living daylights out of you.

Thanks to the work of the senior drivers, he smoothly inserted himself in and even wore a condom — you tenderly caressed the boy’s face, feeling his gentle move. At this moment, Lewis, who hadn’t touched you for almost the entire night, walked over and said, “Open your mouth, Y/N, press down your tongue.”

You wrapped around him skillfully — one Lewis likes to have you suck him in his car, when he is done for the day and needed fifteen to twenty minutes of relaxation, your throat already got used to him.

He was not gentle and you used your teeth, you’ve swallowed too much cum today so you spit Lewis’ out. Ollie was not finished yet but you were almost dehydrated — you were sweating and squirting a lot.

Something was brought to your mouth, and you instinctively sucked it in, swirling it with your tongue before being surprised with an “Hmm”— it was a plastic straw.

“Hydration time,” Lando said with a laugh in your ear, holding a can of beer as you gulped it down like someone parched for a long time. “Eh... Y/N, slow down, no one’s going to take it from you. Slow down.”

Now hydrated, your throat was no longer so dry.

“My sweet boy... kiss me if you want to...”

Ollie kissed your lips, and you were connecting up and down in a marvelous way — he learned how to fuck, but wasn’t good at kissing yet, and that wasn’t good.

“If she gets pregnant, we won’t even know whose it is.”

“English seed and French seed are quite easy to distinguish.”

These words stimulated the little boy, and you could feel his pulsation inside you. He encircled your ribs and neck, and the incredibly soft inner wall clenched to him. Every hidden seam was expanded and dilated, and lube dripped down your thighs. they’d all came round on you, and it could be considered a Silverstone miracle of the night that you’d lasted as long as you did and still be conscious.

“Y/N... Y/N...” Ollie moaned your name, and you rubbed the back of his head, nudging his shoulders to push him off of you — why is it so easy for little boys to get emotional during sex?

“Boys, who wants a second round?”

You lazily waved your hand, not knowing who left the kiss marks on the inside of your arm. The purple-red marks were extremely eye-catching under the dim yellow light. Your two holes haven’t closed tonight, like the creamy filling in a sandwich cookie, soft and squishy.

They were no longer satisfied with simple sex, but cover your eyes with clothes, made you guess who was fucking you. Said the name allowed you to switch to the next person. For you, that was a game with no rewards, only “punishment”, however, as time passed, rewards and punishments became blurred.

“Babe... Babe... who the hell are you?” You didn’t know how many people it was been, your pussy was hot and tingling, the flesh was ripe and soft, and the man on top of you reminded you of who he was with a kiss, which could be considered to be helping you to cheat, and his whiskers tickled your neck as you purposely yell out the wrong name.

“Lewis, Lew, fuck me,” you wrapped your arms around Lando’s waist, acting especially enthusiastic, the laughters around you burrowing into your eardrums, and you guessed that Lewis wasn’t happy about it. You could just imagine the sexy look on his face when he was annoyed.

“I’m dying, baby, let me go...”

“Want me to fuck you a little longer then?” Your exaggerated yelling failed to dazzled him, you heard a pleasant chuckle as Lando ripped your hand away and placed it on his face, you felt his sweat, and gushing breath, the veins in his neck feel as if they’re about to burst, his chest was covered in your spit and sweat — even you were about to melt into a puddle of syrup and just attached yourself to him until the end of the world.

“Lewis… Oh… Lewis…” you lifted your aching waist to meet it, a sweet and sour tingle came from your mating place, while you didn’t want to let him go, your legs clamped around his lean, tight waist, rose and fell with his thrusts.

“How many times have you cummed, Y/N?” So many times — that was a really difficult question — “Oh fuck…” You were pulled back to reality by Lando’s sudden speeded up, your eyes turning from dark to colorful.

“Your clothes are wet from crying, Y/N, do you want to end this game?” He touched your face and pulled out of you, slipping out with some of his cum, your pussy couldn’t close for a moment so they oozed out.

“No.” You decided to do your best to make the game more enjoyable — sometimes you said the wrong name on purpose, sometimes you screamed the boy’s name just before they cummed, their hurting huffing sound more like a reward to you.

Then your game leveled up: while one of the boys fucking you, one signed his name on you, and you had to guess who it is. It was insane — these boys write like they were chased by mad dogs, made it impossible to guess.

The writing on the back and chest were recognizable, something written on your thighs — you were sure it was not a fucking name, more sounds of pen caps being pulled out — they all had markers with them, damn good habit. They snatched at your bare skins, you started to worry about the body lotion you were gonna need tomorrow.

By the time everything ended, it was already 5:00 AM the next day. If you didn’t leave soon, the sun and paparazzi from the Sun would both arrive. You were utterly exhausted, covered in kisses masks, ignatures, phone numbers, and even some home addresses, which you found somewhat amusing.

“Can you still walk?” Lewis asked, looking at you with some concern, though his face appeared nonchalant. You shook your head, not wanting to look at him or speak. He scooped you up in his arms, and you fell asleep deeply in his embrace.

He placed you in the hotel’s Jacuzzi, just as he always did after you finished. He wanted to wash off those phone numbers, and you could tell — jealous type.

When you woke up, it was already 7PM. Lewis was gone, as he always was when you finished. Next to your bed were a new dress and new underwear, in your exact size. The bed was covered in fresh cash, exuding an alluring scent of money. Some bills even scattered on the carpet — new iPhone, a Tiffany box and a Birkin bag you had your eye on were beckoning you.

“I love you, Lew.”

You nibbled on the cold pancakes and coffee from the tray beside your bed, sitting amid the pile of money, reminiscing about the previous night.

Something came to your mind, and you lifted your hair, taking a photo of the back of your neck. There was a string of phone numbers and a signature there, written in fine marker near your hairline. Lewis hadn’t noticed it; it had luckily remained.

“Smart guy,” you praised, saving the number in your new phone.

Mercedes Sleeve

pairing: Mick Schumacher, Lewis Hamilton, George Russell, Toto Wolff x fem!reader

summary: Toto Wolff promised his drivers that if they could bring home a 1-2 finish this season, they would be rewarded.

warning: 18+ only, smut, nsfw, rough sex, humiliation, group sex, P in V sex, anal sex, oral (M receiving), dirty talk, objectification, BDSM, dom/sub, multi orgasm, breeding kink, If you feel uncomfortable, please exit promptly.

notes: could you imagine how I felt when I came up a plot, realized that this is really the first 1-2 finish since Mick came to Mercedes, then found out halfway through writing that GR had been dsq? anyway, i hope you enjoy it.

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Just like you always did, you sat in the garage watching the race. As the drivers raced through high-speed turns, chasing each other with a McLaren close on their tails in third place, your heart was pounding.

You glanced at your lover. Toto Wolff wore a serious expression, his fists clenched, and you knew this was his usual response under pressure. You wanted to caress his face until you helped him release the pressure. Of course, you wanted to caress other places too. But for now, the garage was full of cameras.

You anxiously awaited the moment when the cars would cross the checkered flag, waiting for the thrill of hope and the relief that possible victory would bring. Because you knew that if they won, your own stress would also be completely relieved after the race.

How did things end up like this?

Mick, looking like a satisfied cat lying between you and Lewis, couldn't quite understand.

Today, they had just finished an intense race, with long-run advantages and strategy giving Mercedes a long-awaited 1-2 finish.

After the race, George sent a message asking Mick to wait for him in his motorhome to receive the team's reward.

Mick vaguely knew about the relationship between you, Toto, George, and Lewis. Perhaps everyone in the team knew by now. Ever since you appeared in the paddock, you became the drivers' post-race special therapy, and there were often embarrassing sounds coming from motorhomes, driver rooms, and meeting rooms.

But what exactly would this reward be?

Mick didn't dare think too much and wasn't sure if his desires were well-hidden. After each victory, he would kiss your cheek with respect in the garage, and your body would always tremble slightly in his arms, making him both excited and scared.

Mick and Lewis chatted over the sofa complimentary tea for a while, and he barely heard the sound of you opening the door. When he smelled the familiar, sweet scent in the air, he knew it must be you. Mick sat there unmoving, waiting for you to come closer.

"Am I late?" you asked with a smile.

Mick suppressed his excitement and looked up.

You wore the team's merch, the collar unbuttoned and wide open, and you wore no pants or shoes. It was as if you were elegantly and gracefully walking towards him in splendid attire. Did you come here like this through the motorhome camp? Mick thought, the surroundings must be empty, or there would be impulsive guys who'd pin you down on the grass and fuck you until you cried and begged for mercy.

As you got closer, Lewis noticed you were holding a small tube of lub in your hand and couldn't help but grin. What a clever, spoiled girl with plenty of group sex experience.

Mick stared at you blankly, wanting to say something but finding himself unable to speak. He suddenly realized you understood those unspeakable things he wanted to do to you. You were well aware of his desires; you had always known.

"Come here," Lewis happily beckoned to you.

You blinked and walked up to Lewis, asking, "Where are George and Toto?" Lewis smiled and unexpectedly pulled you up, placing you on the table's edge, grasping your chin, and starting to kiss you.

At first, you raised your hand to try to regain control, but as the kiss deepened and grew more intense, you gradually changed from resisting to cooperating. After separating from Lewis's lips, you had to lean on his left shoulder to catch your breath.

Mick took a deep breath as if afraid of being burned by the hot tea in his hand.

Lewis caressed your slightly naive, blushing face, then reached his hand inside your shirt collar, lewdly teasing your nipples. This time, your breathing clearly intensified, and you didn't evade.

"Kneel down and take it off." You glanced at Lewis and then at Mick beside you, obediently following the instructions. "Relax, okay?" You nodded.

"That's my good girl." Lewis pressed you toward his crotch, "Suck it, pretty."

You swallowed, unzipping Lewis's trousers and approaching his hardening shaft. Under Mick's gaze, you extended your tongue to tentatively lick it through the underwear, then looked up at Lewis before pulling down his white briefs, taking the entire glans into your mouth. The friction of saliva and the rough shaft made a lewd sound like kissing. Your right hand held the shaft, and while cautiously observing Lewis's reaction, you took a third of the length into your mouth, carefully sucking.

"You're so... hard," you said.

"Am I? Keep licking."

With Lewis's encouragement, your swallowing became bolder, and your tongue swirled around the sticky pre-cum like you were sipping a delicious cocktail. Mick could see the spectacle just by lowering his head.

"Slow down, slow down." Lewis, like instructing a young driver, moved his fingers pressing on the back of your head.

You parted your lips and took half of the dick into your mouth, swirling it slowly inside.

"Is this fun?"

With the dick in your mouth, you blinked and nodded. Every time you licked it, you would suck deeply.

Your pretty face, which shone on the F1 TV broadcast, was now bulging with the thrust of the British man's thick shaft. This peculiar sensation made Mick start to feel intoxicated.

Lewis guided your head down, and you quickly understood his intention, tilting your head to lick the sack underneath. Your playful tongue circled slowly between the two balls while innocently watching Mick's shocked expression as you teased the root. Your tongue flicked back and forth, and your full lips gleamed. Mick soon felt the heat rushing uncontrollably to his lower half.

"Okay, that's enough. Come back and keep licking," Lewis said.

Your moist lips left numerous delicate kisses on Lewis's dick, then, like a slut who adored cocks, you gently grazed the tip with your teeth, holding it and guiding it into your warm mouth, letting Lewis's ever-growing dick fuck your little mouth.

"Does this feel good?" you nodded again.

"Take off your panties."

You left a long, loud kiss on the swollen shaft, lifted your legs off the soft, cream-colored carpet, and removed the thin panties in front of the two men.

Lewis gave you a look. "Go give Mick a head."

You crawled over to Mick, and before he could react, you skillfully used your teeth to grab his zipper and pulled it down.

You looked up at him, flashing a show-off grin, shrugged, and the shirt slipped off one shoulder.

Mick's hand hovered in the air, unsure whether he should touch your gleaming skin.

You shamelessly held the eager shaft before you, starting to lick from the base, then took the tip between your warm lips, sucking deep and shallow, stretching out your small red tongue to repeatedly lick the thick veins on the shaft, gradually taking a third of the impressive length into your mouth, using your tongue to push up.

You closed your eyes, your eyelashes trembling with satisfaction, as if you'd been anticipating this for hours after the race, as it your lips were made for this, as if you were waiting for Mick to shoot his thick cum all over your eyelashes.

Mick excitedly gasped, brushing a few strands of hair back from your forehead. He savored the feel of the damp strands slipping between his fingers, all the while unable to control himself as he thrust forward, watching as you lowered your head to try to swallow his entire cock. The sound of saliva slicking over the it was loud. You slowed your left hand's circular strokes at the base, giving Mick an innocent look only a virgin could match, teasing his swollen tip with your tongue until clear liquid oozed out.

Lewis sat on the carpet, peeling away your shirt bit by bit and pinched your right nipple. Just as you were about to push his mischievous hand away, Lewis tightly gripped your right hand, pressing it against his hot, hard dick to stroke it.

Feeling Lewis's dick thrusting in and out of your palm, your hand became increasingly hot. A shiver ran through your throat as Mick's dick swelled, bouncing inside your warm, moist mouth, almost as if it was commending your little mouth's prowess.

Lewis's other hand wandered over your bare chest, mercilessly pinching the delicate, sensitive nipple.

"How come after doing it so many times, it hasn't grown bigger? How will you satisfy Kimi when he's grown up, hmm?"

Lewis taunted, using his thumb's short nail to stroke back and forth over your nipple, then suddenly quickened the pace of his rubbing, pressing hard against your areola.

"Mm..." You couldn't help but let out a few muffled moans.

"Focus, don't hurt Mick."

"Ah..." you softly moaned, instinctively arching your chest, craving more pleasure from the older man's teasing.

Lewis forcefully grabbed the two soft mounds, pressing them together to form a cleavage, and lifted one side to his mouth, sucking deeply. You stroked Mick's swollen dick, letting out urgent moans as a flush of desire crept up your pretty face.

Lewis turned his head, kissing your smooth neck. The light bites to your skin had a painful allure, and his actions gradually became a faster, firmer squeeze. The more he toyed with your stiff nipple, the more vigorously you sucked on Mick's dick.

Mick could not think of anything but trembled as he watched the scene unfold, breathing heavily in pleasure with your sucking and sweating as his desire deepened.

Lewis finally released your somewhat numb right hand. He lifted one of your legs, supporting your waist, and inserted two fingers coated with lubricant into your already dripping wet core.

Mick stared at the lewd sight: Lewis's tattooed, knuckled fingers sliding in and out of your hot, wet core, making an enticing sound.

Lewis added a third finger, pulling out some transparent, sticky fluid. He brought his fingers together, slowly thrusting in and out at the entrance twice before quickly speeding up, going deeper each time. This made you whimper as you sucked Mick's dick.

Lewis stood up, slapping his hard shaft against your sweat-dampened face. You licked your moist lips and held both men's shafts at the base, licking and sucking back and forth, occasionally rubbing your engorged nipples against their thighs until both were hard and eager.

Lewis picked you up and placed you on the bed. Mick followed them into the bedroom, half-lying against the pillows. You moaned impatiently, crawling onto him. In his burning gaze, you wrapped your flexible legs around his penis. You were like a curious and lascivious teenager, imitating penetration on Mick's body.

At a seductive pace, you rubbed Mick's member with the inside of your thighs.

Several times, Mick's heated tip brushed against your wet opening, causing both to let out surprisingly synchronized gasps. Then, you leaned down to kiss Mick, letting your frantic moans disappear into the intertwining of lips and tongues.

Just when Mick was aching with hardness, you straightened up shamelessly, spread your legs to reveal the reddened entrance from the friction. You inserted your fingers into yourself, quickly thrusting a dozen times, producing lewd squelching sounds.

Mick couldn't help but imagine whether you usually played with yourself like this, perhaps after Toto fell asleep, hiding alone in the bathroom, sitting on the toilet lid, spreading your legs before a half-wall mirror, biting your lips red and inserting yourself to orgasm with your fingers. Maybe before coming to the motorhome, you had already played with yourself in some deserted corner, fantasizing about being ravished by the drivers one by one, inserting yourself until you were dripping wet, so your clothes were crumpled when you entered the room. Or maybe you had done it with some intern before arriving, and the newly arrived man hadn't yet figured out how to satisfy you.

You adjusted Mick's rigid member, aligning it with your entrance, trying twice slowly, and were just about to sit down with Lewis's help when you heard George's voice.

“Well, as race winner I demand being first.”

He walked towards you with big strides, using his hands that had just gripped the steering wheel to hold your breasts, pushing the four fingers toward each other as if teasing a tender and delicious caramel pudding.

Lewis scoffed at his words, "Maybe she wants a real dick first, not that little thing you brag about."

Toto Wolff leaned back against the wall, his shoulder and chest muscles contracting under his shirt with the motion. "Didn't you say that something between your legs dropped down?" He turned to look at you and Mick, both of you blushing, and nodded encouragingly at him.

Lewis soothingly caressed your smooth back, held your face, and kissed you. Mick's cock finally slid in without resistance, and you swayed on his hand, sinking it deeper. Your passionate passage embraced his penis, moving your hips slowly in circles, trying to adjust to Mick's size.

"Ah-" You bit your fingertip, cheeks flushed, letting out waves of delightful moans under Mick's thrusts and Lewis's caresses. The body Toto had trained was extremely sensitive, and your adorable nipples swayed before Mick's eyes. He folded you into an M-shape, hugged your waist as he sat up, and, while biting your reddened nipples, thrust forcefully by holding your right thigh, reaching deeper inside you. You were almost out of control with Mick's pounding, moaning ecstatically in rhythm with the trembling of his thighs, like a shameless little beast in heat, oozing streams of liquid, your limbs burning and limp from the overwhelming pleasure.

George smacked you butt twice, and you raised one eyebrow, revealing a knowing smile. Your body leaned back, lifting your legs to let Mick's cock slip out of you.

George slapped his penis against your butt a few times, and you obediently turned over, lying on the bed with your back to them. Under the light, your back was exposed, along with your alluring rear, which Mick thought he could shoot on in the future. You hastily touched George's member a few times behind you, then lifted your round butt eagerly, allowing that stiff penis to enter your trembling opening.

You were riding George's cock while stroking Mick's, with Mick watching the connection between the two of you. George's big hands gripped your lustful butt, and your tender entrance produced a ring of fine foam from the repeated impact.

Mick knelt beside you, caressing your cheek to turn your head, and pushed his penis, covered in dirty fluids, into his tirelessly eager mouth.

Tears welled in your eyes as all your moans melted into the brutal invasion of his cock. You no longer saw Mick as a novice; Mick was now vigorously taking him. Mick quickened his thrusts, occasionally scratching yours nipples with his right hand, making your nipples quiver. Your body, stimulated from both sides, became increasingly slick with your juices, pushed out heavily by George's thick cock and then driven back in, making the connection between you both increasingly sticky.

You soon lost your balance and collapsed towards Mick, giving him a deep throat.

Toto and Lewis stood side by side, the older man's upper body completely bare. As they watched you being ravaged, Toto's eyes darkened with excitement, and his face turned red. You couldn't see Lewis's hands, but the shifting muscles and blurry shadows on his shoulders told you he was holding himself and Toto, leisurely stroking.

Mick withdrew reluctantly from your enticing mouth at George's signal.

George pressed you down on the bed, lifted your legs, and turned you over before thrusting hard. He first smacked your painfully played-with nipples twice, then inserted his thumb into his red, swollen lips.

You were now sweet and soft from being fucked, your tongue curling around George's finger, eyes closed in pleasure, seriously sucking as you rubbed your trembling calves back and forth against Mick's body, then giggling and turning your face to continue licking Mick's thick cock.

"Ah... so good... come inside me…”

"What did you say?" George asked.

"I want you to cum inside me." You said without thinking as you clamping down on George's dick.

"I'm not wearing a condom." George looked at the unusually slutty way you were being fucked and pushed deeper intentionally. He certainly didn’t begrudge you feeding you with his own cum, but he didn’t want to wait for you to throw a tantrum and complain afterwards.

"It's okay... I want your cum inside...ah-..." your voice was hoarse as your tongue licked around the front part of Mick's dick.

The words were out of your mouth, and George pressed you down onto the white sheets, accelerating the thrusting. If you hadn't been on the pill, you would have been fucked until you were pregnant. The merch no longer fits, and you're left on your knees with your stomach, helping the angry toto and the others relieve their desires. They would take turns enjoying you in the garage, hospitality, and even the track. At the thought, a torrent of George's cum erupted shooting as deep as it can into your body. You spasmed to orgasm as well, writhing on the sheets like there was no bone in your body, your lips parted as you pouring out the most lustful moans.

As Lewis held your thighs, keeping your legs together and exposing your half-open flesh, some of the white semen flowed down your legs. You appeared both like a well-behaved child yearning for sleep and a slut just used for someone's desires.

Soon, you felt Mick's still-hard cock pressing against you; you blinked in confusion, tears still on your cheeks, watching as Mick lifted his hips and thrust straight into you. After a few thrusts, you were aroused again, raising your legs in response, your left arm around your leg and your right hand pulling Mick's neck, allowing him to penetrate freely. Mick kissed your collarbone, pressing against your increasingly sweet body as your hole contracted rhythmically from excitement.

"Do you like the drivers taking turns with you?" Toto asked, placing a gentle kiss on your hair. You bit your hand, moaning without answering.

Toto fondled your nipples while whispering unusually crude words in your ear. Next time, he suggested, you should be tied to the W15 with a scarf bearing the team's logo. The colors of the scarf would match your naked skin and the wide-spread position of your legs perfectly. Every driver needing to release excess energy after the race would have their turn with you. Others would envy how the team had such a sweet slut.

You, drowsy and hearing Toto's words, could only intermittently moan as Mick fucked you, seemingly unable to handle the young driver's excess energy. Your thighs were flushed red, enduring Toto's occasional teasing and slapping.

Lewis patted Mick on the shoulder, signaling him to pull his cock out of your hole. Dazed, you gasped as your hole opened and closed, not yet understanding what was happening, before Lewis covered your eyes with his clothes. Lewis, with your eyes covered, pressed his cock against your slick hole, enjoying your panicked and hungry reaction, then entered following the path already paved by George and Mick. After a few thrusts, he switched with Mick.

The two alternated, each thrusting deeply and then roughly pulling out despite your sweet pleas. Your once accommodating hole was stretched wide by their large, hard cocks, with dirty fluids spilling out, and your hole soon became red and swollen. Under the cover of clothes, you experienced this brutal pleasure for the first time, unable to distinguish whose cock was inside you, only rubbing your legs against the owner of the cock, both embarrassed and excited.

Suddenly, Toto's fingers invaded your asshole, causing a tingling sensation in your tailbone, making you tighten your inner walls, and Mick felt as if all the blood in his body was concentrated in his cock.

He held your waist tightly, thrusting into you vigorously while occasionally gripping your ankles, leaving a trail of damp bite marks on your calves.

The sinful pleasure surged rapidly within you, almost exploding in your sensitive, vulnerable body after your climax. Your pleas were pitiable, with your open hole feeling unbearably wet, and you were soon thrust into so hard that your whole body trembled, your calves nearly cramping, and your sweet moans changing in tone.

You instinctively tried to escape the intense manipulation, but Toto quickly noticed and pulled you back forcefully.

Toto's penis was already impatiently penetrating you from behind, and you continued to endure the powerful thrusts from both men. This scene of trying to escape repeated several times until you screamed with a sobbing tone, collapsing onto the bed, unable to protest any further.

You allowed Mick and Toto to manipulate you fiercely, filling your capable hole with copious amounts of thick semen. When Mick pulled out, your body continued to shiver.

Beneath the thin layer of sweat on your skin, you felt a warm flow mixed with a belly full of cum spilling out from your heated passage. You reached out to gently soothe your temporarily stretched hole, making a half-painful, half-pleasurable sound, and then put your fingers covered in various bodily fluids into your mouth.

Mick, checking the time on his phone, captured this precious moment.

Lewis ruthlessly parted your labia, while his other fingers entered your wet opening, stirring it around. "Such a sensitive body." He leaned in, blowing into your flushed ear, and proceeded to suck and nibble on his burning earlobe. "Lick it clean." He brought his fingers, covered with your juices, to your face, and you willingly wrapped them in your hot, eager mouth, letting them fill your small mouth, with saliva dripping down your chin.

He spread your legs wide and pressed his hard, hot dick against you again.

"Are you Toto's best whore? Is that why he spent so much money on you? He wanted to chain you with diamond jewelry, but you always preferred to be fucked by strangers, right? Want to come with me to Ferrari and seduce some Italians?"

"No, it's not like that.." you cried pitifully, his words making your legs tremble uncontrollably while your wet opening tightly gripped the man's shaft, making it unbearably arousing.

"Lying is not a good habit." Lewis enjoyed the pleasurable friction of his dick being squeezed, leaving a noticeable mark on your smooth thigh as he pounded into your soft body.

You lacked the strength to resist, clinging to Lewis's firm arm, allowing him to make excessively lewd sounds with his thrusts.

"You're really an insatiable girl," he murmured, speeding up his thrusts, and yours warm insides soon accepted his ejaculation. You screamed, collapsing onto the bed, gasping for air.

"What are you thinking about?" Toto brought a towel to clean you off, casually kissing your hair. He was always a pertect gentleman to you, even though his shaft was still swaying below.

"What about George?"

"He's disqualified, not eligible to fuck you a second time," Lewis said, pinching your backside.

"Poor George. But it's okay; at least he crossed the finish line first and I got to have Mick." Your face flushed as you smiled at Mick.