12 Works in Lewis Hamilton (Formula 1 RPF) & Reader
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you weren’t meant to matter this much to lewis. but somehow, between long calls, quiet coffees, and the way you never flinch under his gaze, something unspoken takes shape. he tells himself it’s harmless. that the line between you isn’t blurred, it’s just not there anymore. and maybe, that’s the problem.
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Formula 1 Drivers x Reader, but I use song lyrics for oneshots.
I’m also on Tumblr! <3
Guide!:
♡ Fluff!
♪ Smut!
# Angst!
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it was the first practice session and he had been unusually quiet, barely spoken a word to his race engineer. his jaw tight, eyes dark, the pressure of the season weighing heavy. and you, ever the sharp one, couldn’t resist.
“if you win,” you said from behind him, lips brushing against his ear. “i’ll let you fuck me.”
lewis froze. his chest tightened. body tensing, inhaling a sharp breath. but still he didn't react any further than just turning around, proximity too close than you would have liked. at least the public liked this.
and he was staring at you. arms crossed. steady. intense. the kind of look that made your stomach twist.
“do you know what you're saying?” he asked in a sharp whisper. like you had lost your mind.
you only smirked.
“see you at the checkered flag, old man.” you said before turning, swaying your hips.
lewis clenched his jaw. this girl did not think before she spoke. not at all. but he thought of seeing you…. cocky self, flawless, untouchable, falter even once under him was tempting. the idea warmed him from the inside out, gave him something to hold onto.
(english is not my first language)
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you and lewis have sex for the first time during the most unexpected circumstances
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after a date, you invited lewis over for a house tour. (spoiler alert: it's not really about the house). inspired by the song house tour by sabrina carpenter.
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“you can't just walk around like that and expect me to not—”
halfway into his crawl over you, the towel slips.
you almost stopped breathing.
lewis is bare. every inch of him on display, bathing under the golden light of the nightstand. damp skin, defined muscle, the steady rise and fall of his chest. unapologetically naked, utterly yours.
it is almost unintentional, the way the towel unfurls and pools against the sheets as his body lowers, heat and weight pressing you deeper into the mattress.
“expect you to what, darlin?” he is close enough now that you could see the tiny droplets still caught in the fine strands of his hair.
your lips part, but no words come out. only the smallest sound that resembles a whimper.
“say it.” he urges, mouth curving against your jaw.
you swallow hard, fingers twitching against the sheets before you reach up, grazing his ribs. his muscles tense subtly under your touch.
“expect me not to want you.”
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lewis was not the type of person that is easily threatened. who cares about one lost championship when he had seven? when he had more pole positions alone than all of red bull drivers combined?
but then he saw the way max looked at you, his jaw tensed.
(english is not my first language.)
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"i've hurt you enough. treated you like you were just a body not the woman i'm in love with. please. if you don't want to go, then use me instead."
your lips parted in disbelief at his request. it is unlike him to be like this, to ask of this. the great lewis hamilton is used to have things under control, commanding an entire room with his presence alone.
but now he wants to flip the script. instead of taking you for himself, he wants to be at your mercy. to feel the things that he made you feel previously. because after what he put you through, he knows that he deserves it.
"i'm going to ruin you." you say like it's a promise.
it is.
"please." and he wants it.
you seal it with a kiss.
(english is not my first language.)
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"what do you need then? tell me exactly."
"i don't want to think. please, just— use me. i don't care. don't be gentle. i want it hard. i need it rough."
part of lewis regrets that he asked because holy fucking shit. sweet baby jesus. he doesn't recognize the sound that he makes, deep from his chest, filled with lust after hearing your dirty, desperate request.
on one hand, he's more than happy to fulfill your desire, knowing this is just going to be sex and nothing more. it's easier for the both of you in the future, knowing that this is a one time thing and absolutely no feelings would be involved.
but on the other hand, though lewis presents himself to the public and media as the calm and collected person you'd see on TV, but like every other man, he has his own wants and needs as well. and you have absolutely fucking idea what the hell you had just woken up inside him.
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how long are you two going to keep this up? pretending like you hated each other's guts during the day, only to be tangled up under the covers at night? how long until everybody in the garage, fans on the internet notice your stolen glances? how you two always try to stand a few feet apart, not because the mere sight of each other disgusted you both, but because you are afraid that you were not able to keep this facade up any longer. that you might say fuck it and jump to each other's arm to celebrate another podium. or rushing to ask your race engineer if the other was okay after a crash
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Can't seem to break away from your foolish love....
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A snapshot of the times you've had to lie to the media about your relationship status with Kyungsoo, or an f1 driver tries to pretend they're good at lying but keeps getting into situations where it shows they are decidedly not.