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sub-danny · 2 years

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Hey there, I was wondering if you could potentially write a fic of Niki x James but with y/n recording them? And maybe something like James fucking Niki in Niki's garage, maybe with a few different positions like on Niki's car for example. If you could that would be amazing. Thank you so much!

Back door entrance to the Garage

Word count: 4.5k

Warnings: mxm reader smut, anal fingering, hand job, anal sex

THIS IS 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

A/N: I know it has been ages since I've written on here, but after chatting about launt on the classic f1 discord I knew I had to write a fic for them and found this great prompt in my requests, so thank you anon!

James's soft lips brushed over Niki's sweat-dripped neck. His skin was searing hot to the touch. James almost flinched back. It was messy. It was passionate. It was everything he wanted and more. His hands pawed at Niki's suit, tugging at the red material. He dug his fingers into it and tugged as harsh as he could. He ran his hands down Niki's back, stopping at his hips to grasp his handles, feeling the soft flesh that always drove him wild. Holding him tightly, he could rub his obvious erection against Niki's smooth ass.

"Stop being an idiot and hurry it up." Niki huffed, turning his head to the side to give James a hard stare.

This only made James laugh, bringing his large hand down on Niki's ass to squeeze it. Niki let out a soft yelp and jumped on the spot he stood on.

"Not everything is a race, ratty."

"Fuck off."

You smiled at their antics. You watched as James bent Niki over a table in the Ferrari's garage. His hands roamed around Niki's body, feeling his ass, hips, and belly. You never thought Niki would have agreed to the idea of having a threesome with you and James, you always thought he was a private guy and wouldn't want to have shared you, but it seems your little rat had a fondness for the playboy himself and was more than willing to explore it.

This new scenario was new to the three of you. Before you had always been involved in the activities, letting James or Niki fuck you, or even you fucking one of them, but for the first time, it was just going to be James and Niki while you used your cam recorder to capture the situation. You intended to burn the video on a VHS for all three of you to watch again after this evening.

You walked around to the front of the work table to look Niki in the eyes. Raising your hand, you cupped his face, running your thumb along his cheek as he melted into your hand. His ice-blue eyes looked into yours, and you could feel the surge of warmth from the first time you saw him fill you again.

"Are you sure you are okay with this, Niki?"

"Of course, y/n," he murmured as he gazed at your warmly, his lips curling up into a smile.

"This little rat will be just fine," James butts in, his teeth shining as he smiles at Niki.

"It would help if he wasn't a complete dick."

"It's what you love about me, Niki," James replies, and as Niki open's his lips to give another resort, James grasps Niki's crotch. He scrunched Nikitightly, and a moan was pulled from Niki's lips as his eyes fluttered shut.

You smirked, stepping back and flipping on the cam recorder. The red light blinks as James pulls at the top of Niki's suit and drags it down his body, slowly exposing Niki's soft back and boxers. When he reaches Niki's ankles, he lets it go, letting the material restrict his feet. James places his hand on Niki's back and ensures Niki is pressed onto the table.

Niki's hands scratch the table beside his face, bracing himself as he feels James' warm fingers hook under his boxers. James quickly yanks the white boxers down and exposes Niki's soft ass to you. James's firm hands grasped Niki's cheeks and needled them with his warm palms. You zoomed in on Niki's ass, recording it as it slowly became red under James's touch.

After a few minutes, James pulled the cheeks apart to admire Niki's puckered asshole. You could tell Niki was tensed from how he flinched and how tight his asshole appeared on the cam recorder.

Niki groaned, pushing the side of his face against the table as he tried to de-tense, knowing what was to come. You could see on the recorder how he breathed in a few deep breaths to aid himself. Meanwhile, James reached for the bottle of lube he had stored in a drawer of Niki's garage earlier. Hopefully, none of Niki's team had looked through that draw. James snapped the lid open. The sound of the lid opening seemed to echo through the garage. You watched as James poured a fair amount of lube onto two of his fingers, and then he positioned it above Niki's ass and dribbled some onto Niki. Niki gasped as he felt the cold lube fall onto such a sensitive part of his body. He could feel it seep into his cracks, some of it slipping past his rim and down to his balls. James pressed one of his fingers against Niki's rim, wasting none of the lube. He gently applied more and more pressure to Niki's rim until, finally, the rim granted the tip of his finger entrance.

James applied more pressure and watched as his finger slipped up to the knuckle. Niki groaned as he felt James's finger slide into him. Niki pushed back against James's finger to get it further inside him. James pulled his finger in and out a few times, curling it to find the spot inside of Niki that he knew would have his rat squeaking.

He twisted his finger and pressed against the warm walls of Niki's inside, and finally, Niki let out a yelp of surprise as James found his prostate. James chuckled, rubbing his finger along that little nub inside of Niki while his other hand held Niki down on the table.

You watched as Niki's eyes fluttered, his mouth opening to let out a series of moans. As James continued to dip his finger into Niki's ass, pouring more lube onto his rim to aid his finger, Niki's hips buckled, pushing James's hands into his channel further.

As you focused on this with the cam recorder, you noticed how Niki's cock hanging under the table lifted in arousal and hardened due to James's touch.

"Someone's enjoying himself," you tease, zooming in momentarily on Niki's cock. When you zoomed out, you captured the way Niki's face flushed as you brought his cock to attention.

"Is that so?" James practically purred in his heavily posh English accent.

James brought his spare hand down to Niki's cock and entrapped it in his palm. Slowly he pumped it, helping Niki get harder from the sensation. As pre-cum beaded at the slit of Niki's cock, James ran his fingers over his foreskin and pulled it back to rub the pre-cum down Niki's shaft. He rubbed the firm flesh, enjoying the feeling of Niki's cock throbbing in his hand as he continued to tease it. At the sudden addition of pleasure, not only from his ass but also from his cock, Niki whined, closing his eyes and pressing the side of his head into the table. He couldn't close his mouth now, panting like a dog and showing off the top of his teeth.

James pulled his finger out abruptly and laughed at the moan Niki made from suddenly finding himself empty.

"I didn't know the rat was such a whore." he chuckled, lightly slapping Niki's ass to make him hiss.

"I'm not!" Niki argued, raising his head, but when James pushed two fingers into Niki, stretching his rim, Niki fell back onto the table, moaning. Niki let out a groan of pain as James pushed his fingers further, testing the stretch of Niki's rim. Soon a blush appeared on the bridge of Niki's nose. His groans of pain quickly changed to cries of pleasure.

James continued to curl his fingers into Niki's prostate while thrusting them in and out of Niki's warm hole. He dragged them apart within Niki's ass, watching how the rim muscles strained and clutched onto his fingers. He started working Niki's cock harder with his hand, tugging it in time with his thrusts into Niki. His fingers squeezed it lightly. You could see more pre-cum leak from Niki's tip, spilling onto the floor.

As James dared to push a third finger into Niki, forming a triangle shape with his fingers, Niki lifted his head and let out a loud cry and shouted,

"Scheiße!"

His legs were trembling as James was pushing his fingers into Niki and pumping his cock with more force. As his legs twitched, both you and James knew that was his tale tell sign that he was close to cumming. He was on the edge of losing it, and only a few more minutes of James's expertise with his fingers, and he would crash down in his orgasm. Niki's fingers dug into the table he laid on, and he buckled his hips a few more times as he chanted, 'Scheiße'.

Just when you thought James was about to let him cum, James stepped away from Niki, pulling his fingers out and leaving Niki's cock untouched.

Niki shouted out, "Asshole," in anguish.

He turned around to glare at James with his ice-cool eyes while his chest heaved against the table.

Both you and James chuckled, making Niki glare at both of you as he huffed. Niki moved his hips against the table's edge to create friction on his poor cock, which had now softened.

James strutted towards Niki and patted Niki's ass, giving it a squeeze to hear Niki squeak.

"Such a lovely ass. No wonder you can feel everything wrong with the car, rat."

James trailed his finger along the smooth flesh and then down to the puckering rim again, feeling how the muscle contracted at the slightest touch. Feeling James circle Niki's rim with his finger made Niki whimper and moan.

"And so sensitive," James continues to tease.

"Get on with it, asshole," Niki growled.

"Not patient, though," you added as you watched James slowly undo his belt and pull his brown jeans down. Niki, however, couldn't see. James was undoubtedly larger than most you had seen in length and thickness. You knew it was one of the main reasons women were so infatuated with him. In previous times when you, Niki and James had fooled around, it had always been a struggle to get James in at first, but the pleasure after always made up for the pain at the beginning.

You kept an eye on Niki's face as James pressed the soft tip of his uncut cock against Niki's prepared rim. It shined with the lube James had pushed into him. Niki's eyes widened, and his lips parted slightly as he felt the hard cock press against his rim. His body tensed, muscles tightening as James pushed.

You moved the cam recorder away from Niki's face to get a good angle of James entering Niki. The rim muscle stretched around the thicker part of James's tip and allowed him to sink in a few inches. As it started reaching the broader part of James's cock, the strain hit Niki, and you could see him struggling to stretch around James.

You both heard Niki's whine as he felt himself being stretched beyond the limit. His fingers dug into the table again, and he shut his eyes. His breathing was heavy as he tried to relax as much as possible to let James in.

"Shhh, shhh, it's okay," James whispered to Niki as he draped himself over Niki's body and placed gentle kisses on his shoulder and back. He used his fingers to massage the stressed rim and help it loosen further.

James could push in a bit more, and he was now halfway into Niki.

Niki felt James slip in further and how his hard cock rubbed against his prostate, sending the feeling of pleasure through Niki's body. Niki couldn't help panting and letting the moans escape his lips at every thrust of James's hips. His rim strained further as it was pulled larger than he thought was possible, and the worry crossed his mind for a moment that he might bleed. He certainly felt the burn of James entering him. His walls were pried wide and pressed tightly against James's invading cock. The heat of James inside of him was overwhelming.

James let out a few grunts as he thrust his hips to fit the last bit of him inside. Finally, with a pop, his hips and balls reached Niki's ass, and he was entirely inside of Niki. Niki let out a breath he didn't even know he was holding, as James stayed still for a second to let him get used to it.

Niki finally opened his eyes, smiling at the feeling of James filling him whole. His ass felt stretched and slightly torn from taking James in, but he felt like purring from how the pain melted into pleasure that buzzed in his brain.

"James," he whispered. "Get on with it."

James chuckled in his ear, which made Niki shiver in arousal. Listening to Niki for once, however, James pulled himself up off of Niki's back and grasped ahold of his hips that were bent over the edge of the table. His fingers dug into the soft skin, and slowly he pulled himself out of Niki, till just the tip was left in, and then he slammed forward again into Niki.

Niki let out a yelp of surprise, not expecting James to push in so quickly, but he got little time to register it before James thrust into him again. Niki groaned, feeling how James pushed his channel open again with each movement.

"Fuck, James!" he yelped after a brutal thrust into him.

You moved around with the cam recorder, capturing the way James's cock pushed into that wet hole, sinking in and out. It fluttered around him, still getting used to the stretch and strain of James being inside.

You moved to capture Niki's face. His cheeks burned red, and his mouth hung open as another moan was torn from his lips.

You could hear him whispering to himself in Austrian before he bit down on his bottom lip to stop all the embarrassing noises leaving his lips. Smiling at him, you step forward and gently caress his sharp jawline with your hand, letting his head rest in your palm. He opened his eyes at the contact and gave you a gentle smile. James chooses at that moment to push into Niki further, hitting Niki's prostate with accuracy. Niki's head shot out of your hand as he cried, the pleasure overwhelming.

You pulled back, watching Niki's body moving in time with James, meeting his thrusts with his ass. All you could hear was the squelching noise as James pushed into Niki's ass each time, but it wasn't nearly as loud as Niki.

Feeling a few tears fall down his cheeks, Niki pushed his face into the table, hiding as James continued to pound into him. His hips were twisting in James's grip, and you could see the amount of pre-cum dripping from Niki's tip as James continued to seek his prostate with each thrust. His cock was twitching in anticipation, the vein pumping with need as it showed through the skin.

Niki let out a few more muffled wails, and James let go of his hip with one hand to lace his fingers into Niki's soft, curled hair. He was gentle for a second, just holding the hair within his grasp, but then he yanked it back, pulling Niki's face up and off the table.

Unable to hide, you caught on camera Niki's face with tear lines down his cheeks as he gasped from the overwhelming pleasure. He was as red as a tomato, and his moans seemed to bounce off the garage walls. From how hard James was pulling on his hair, his top half was lifted, putting a strain on his throat as he let out a few gurgles.

James gave a few more quick thrusts into Niki, pushing his body forward with each one. Then he let go of Niki's hip with his other hand and brought it down to Niki's cock, where he started stroking him again. Instantly Niki buckled as James used the pre-cum to lube up Niki's shaft and help him glide his hand over Niki's cock. James rubbed Niki in just the way that he knew would get Niki to tremble.

"James! Fuck James, I'm going to-I'm, shit-" Niki got out through his gasps.

You watched as Niki's eyes practically rolled into his head, his whole body shuddered, his balls drew up tight, and the cum pumped out of him in streams and went all over the floor. His hips thrust forward and backwards, fucking James's cock into him further as James used his hand to milk Niki of all the cum he had.

After a minute, no more cum spurted out of his tip as James moved his hand. He let go of Niki's cock and his hair, letting Niki's top half fall back onto the table. Niki's breath hitched with every thrust James pushed in him, still moving inside of him while the pain and pleasure of overstimulation wracked through Niki. And all Niki could do was lie there, his face looking towards the camera as he moaned, too fucked to move on his own.

Slowly, James pulled himself out of Niki. Carefully, James wrapped his arms around Niki and pulled him off the table. Niki's mind was foggy, and he could do nothing about James picking him up. Carrying Niki bridal style in his arms, he took him over to where a table chair was. You had conveniently put it there earlier. James sat down on the chair and pulled Niki onto his lap, facing him.

You followed them with the cam recorder and zoomed in on the way James's hands wrapped around Niki's ass. Niki's ass was already grazed from the contact James's hips had made on his ass earlier. Niki's arms were now wrapped around James's neck, his legs around James, and the back of the seat. Their chests were pressed together, heaving in sync. James's lips found the dip of Niki's neck, and he buried his face there, pressing kisses on Niki's skin that had a sweaty shine. James could feel Niki's pulse and how rapidly it was beating through his skin.

As the muscles in James's arms tensed, pushing out against his skin, he lifted Niki up by the grip on his ass and dragged Niki down on his cock, impaling him.

Niki's back arched as he let out a silent scream, his fingers pulling at James's thick blonde hair in desperation as he was filled so quickly again. James groaned at the feeling of Niki tugging at his hair and his cock being surrounded by Niki's hot, tight body.

Making sure his grip was secure on Niki's ass, James lifted Niki up and down on his cock while he covered all of Niki's neck and Adam's apple in wet kisses. You could now clearly see in this position Niki's ass as he bounced up and down on James's cock, watching how it pushed into Niki.

Focusing on the recorder, you captured how James's cock quickly disappeared into Niki's ass and then back out again.

"How long can you last, James?" Niki groaned, letting out a little yelp as James bites lightly on his neck to leave a hickey.

"Hours," is all James has to reply, snapping his hips up into Niki to hear him cry out in pleasure.

Niki had barely recovered from his last orgasm, feeling the lingering pleasure of it floating in his mind. But now, in the new position, he was placed in, he could feel James reaching further into him than before, touching parts that hadn't been touched and carving a new paths open. All he could do was hold James's hair, keen as James's cock rubbed against his prostate and made the pleasure of the overstimulation run up his veins and into his head, tingling his brain.

James continued to lift Niki up and down on his cock for a few minutes, controlling his movements and pace. But James grew bored with that position. He tightened his grip on Niki's ass, his fingers squeezing the soft tissue tightly and holding Niki in place; he rocked his hips into Niki.

Unlike before, when James was careful with his pace to not hurt Niki after stretching him, James was thrusting as fast as he could. The slapping sound was loud, but it was accompanied by both the sounds of Niki's moans and gasps and James's grunts as he placed another hickey on Niki's delicate skin.

Niki would have to wear turtle necks for the next few weeks to avoid questions from the press and his fellow f1 drivers.

As Niki's body was pushed up and down by James pounding into him, Niki finally looked down at James, who had moved away from his neck. He untangled his hands from James's sweaty hair and instead used it to cup James's jaw and pull him into a passion-driven kiss.

You captured the tender moment between them on the cam recorder. How they delved into each other's mouths. You could hear the muffled moans as their tongues rolled together, dancing within each other's mouths. They pulled back a few times just to breathe in some air before their lips were on each other again.

Lost in the kiss's pleasure, James had slowed down his pace of pushing into Niki. It frustrated Niki, whose overstimulation was fading. Niki's chest rubbed against James, teasing his nipples and riding James's cock. You watched as Niki tensed, bringing himself up and down on James's cock.

Finally pulling away from Niki's lips, James moaned, his eyelids fluttering until he snapped back into focus again. In a moment, he lifted Niki off his cock again and, holding him, carried Niki over to his f1 car in the garage and laid Niki over the top.

Niki groaned, feeling his back pressed against the cold material of his car. There wasn't much surface of the car for him to be pressed against, and the slanted part of the car meant his ass was resting on the tails while his body was raised upwards on the front.

He had no idea how he would explain to his mechanics the next day how his car was damaged.

He groaned again when he felt James drape his body over him and pressed a kiss to Niki's lips to silence him. James's hands found their way to Niki's legs, and he got Niki to wrap his legs around James's hips and ass, pushing James towards him. With a grunt, James buried himself in Niki for the third time. With how much James had fucked into him, Niki's rim was looser.

Now that Niki had gotten over his first orgasm and the overstimulation had faded, the blissfulness and pleasure of James thrusting into him and hitting his prostate all over again filled him.

"F-fuck James, Clay was right," Niki groaned, his voice strangled. He closed his eyes and pushed his head back against the car he was being thrust against.

James, leaning up to swipe the sweat-soaked hair out of his eyes and grinned at Niki and asked,

"What did Clay say?"

Blushing, Niki looked away and muttered under his breath,

"That you are an immortal fuck."

James chuckled at Niki's reaction and at Clay's apparent words. He glanced back at you and at the camera to wink.

"I didn't know you discussed how good I am with your teammate. But I'm glad what's being said is accurate."

"Shut up," Niki groaned, his back arching as James pushed into him further at his words.

Niki's fingers were digging into the car, sweat all over the paint job. There was squeaking from the car as they moved together, and as James picked up his pace, his balls slapped on Niki. You watched as Niki's legs tensed around James, squeezing him tighter, and his legs trembled.

James hissed through his teeth, letting go of Niki's hips to grasp his hair and pull Niki into a kiss again as he rutted into Niki as fast as he could now, not holding back. He could feel Niki's ass sucking him in, begging him for more, and how could he resist? Niki moaned into the kiss, his hips moving in time with James and baring down on him to get James as far into him as possible.

James's other hand left Niki's hip and stroked Niki's rigid cock, resting against his chest and slowly dripping pre-cum onto his soft belly. Niki shivered from the sensations, whining as the pleasure tightened a knot in his stomach. James worked his hand harder, rubbing his thumb over the tip of Niki to tease him and gather some of the pre-cum to guide his hand.

Whining, Niki arched his back again, and with one final loud moan, he came over his chest; his rim tightened around James. It fluttered and milked James's cock as he pushed into him again.

Niki's eyes glazed over as he lost himself in bliss while James continued to thrust into him. He could feel his warm cum slowly fall off his tummy, dripping onto the Ferrari car below. He knew he would have to clean it later if he could, but he couldn't bring himself to care at the moment.

James let out his own groan and swore under his breath, and finally, grabbing Niki's hips again, he pulled Niki as close to him as possible and slammed his hips, releasing into Niki.

His hips jutted a few times, in time with the cum that shot out of him and coated Niki's insides, while Niki moaned from the feeling of being filled by James.

With the cam recorder, you walked over to them, capturing both faces. You pushed it down, zooming in on how deeply James was buried inside Niki. Slowly James pulled out, and you watched as a trail of cum leaked from Niki's stretched ass.

Finally, after a moment, Niki opened his eyes and, at seeing you, beckoned you over. You shut off the cam recorder, knowing later you would burn it on a VHS tape to give to James and to keep for you and Niki to watch, but for now, Niki wrapped his hand around your neck and pulled you in for a deep kiss.

"Thank you for recording this." He whispered, smiling at you lovingly.

"Thank you, thank both of you, for being such desirable things to tape."

Niki blushed, and James grinned at you.

"Next time you're joining in with us again, y/n."

You smirk at James.

"You can count on it."

The three of you held onto each other's hands and smiled. The relationship between you all may be unconventional to people, but it worked for you three, and that's what mattered.

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sub-danny · 2 years

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In the Driver's Seat

Word Count: 2038

Rated: E for Explicit (Oral sex, m! and fem! receiving, vaginal sex, fluids eating, light bondage)

Author's note: They say there's a first time for everything, so here y'all go! This stemmed from a request by the wonderful @f1yogurt that took me ages to do

Long before the racing season started, Roxanne had a plan. First, she bought a special set of lingerie she knew he would not have the patience to unclasp and untie. She kept the lingerie and everything else she needed tucked away in her suitcase. Then, she waited to choose her moment. Roxanne wanted to surprise Niki, of course, and if she was to turn the tables on him as she planned, he would need to be in the right mood. Energetic enough after the race, cocky enough to think he was in control, but desperate enough to follow along. Finally, Roxanne found the right moment.

Niki went to dinner with the team, and Roxanne knew from experience it would be a few hours as they discussed strategy and results. In the meantime, Roxanne set her plan in motion. She took a long, luxurious shower. She dressed in the admittedly confusing lingerie and threw the plush hotel robe over her shoulders. Roxanne dimmed the lights, turned on music, and looked around the room. Then, she checked the headboard and the pillows to see their worth. In such a high-dollar hotel, she hoped they were quality.

When Niki arrived, content from a pleasing day, Roxanne sprung the trap. She took off his hat and ruffled his hair at the door, and she unbuttoned his shirt as she led him to the bed. He reached for her robe's tie, but she refocused his hand smoothly.

“Now Niki, do you remember our long conversation about our interests and curiosities?” Niki lay on the bed, and Roxanne settled her hips above his. She ran a hand over the outline of his cock in his slacks. He grunted, and his hips bucked against her hand.

He groaned and tipped his head back as she continued to run her hand against him. “Yes, I do, Schatz. Tell me, do you have something planned?” He tried his luck again and tugged on the tie of her robe. She allowed it, and the knot came undone.

Roxanne shrugged the fluffy white robe from her shoulders and revealed her deep red lingerie. It had three fiddly pieces: a balconette bustier that her breasts threatened to spill from, a garter belt clasped around the narrowest part of her waist, and a thong that left little to the imagination. From the pocket of her robe, she pulled two strands of soft, red rope.

“Really?” Niki arched his eyebrows as he watched her with curiosity. “If you want to.” He removed his hands from her waist and thighs and offered them to her.

She took his left hand and carefully began tying it to the headboard. “Mr. Lauda, I know you love a good, quick, fuck,” Roxanne similarly fastened his right hand and inspected her handiwork. Not too tight to irritate him, at least not physically. “This will be anything but that.”

Niki tested the rope’s strength and found it did not budge. He settled into a comfortable position, propped up on the pillows, and grinned. “Please,” he entreated, “continue, Schatz.”

Roxanne lazily stroked him again and again watching him sigh and play tough. She wriggled her hips against him, slowly moved her hand, and leaned down to kiss him. His thigh trembled against her hand, and Roxanne smiled as her lips pulled away from his.

“Are you too sensitive?” she teased. Niki practically purred under her, and he hissed when she stopped moving her hand. “Is the great Niki Lauda going to come in his pants like a silly little teenager?”

He jerked to a stop at that. “No,” Niki asserted, his hips raised off the bed to meet her hand. It was hardly a defensible position, excited from his wife in her lingerie above him, but it was Niki’s. “I am not.”

Roxanne unbuckled his belt and worked his pants down, so Niki lifted his hips to assist her. His shirt was still on, albeit unbuttoned, and his pants were only shrugged down to his thighs. However, he felt exposed. She took the opportunity to run her hand affectionately down his chest, touching the hard-earned muscles at rest and the patches of hair. Roxanne leaned down, readjusting her position, and kissed her way down his stomach. He wriggled a little underneath her, so she held him in place as he did to her many times.

“I know you love your life in the fast lane,” she spread the beads of precum around his swollen head, “but sometimes you need to slow down.” Roxanne maintained eye contact with him to ensure she held his attention as she gave him a wet kitten lick. She made a performance of licking along one of the pulsing veins. Niki cursed, his back arched, and his hands clenched around nothing.

She licked her palm, saliva pooling in her hand, and she gave him a few long, slow strokes to emphasize her point. Roxanne relished watching his chest as his breath shallowed in pleasure. He muttered curses and praise in the same breath as she continued, twisting her hand every so often when she reached the head. Roxanne continued teasing him for speed and efficiency.

When Niki settled into the pattern, Roxanne surprised him. She tried to take him into her mouth, inch by inch, as her saliva tried to escape down his length. Her hands gently stroked what she could not yet reach, and she took her time. Since he could not tangle his fingers in her hair, Niki said every single thought that crossed his mind. He praised, he swore, he moaned and groaned. His accent thickened as he tried not to thrust into her mouth, but he lost. Roxanne used one of her hands to hold his hip in place so he could not.

“Fuck,” he whined. Niki could not keep his hips from bucking when she tried to take him deeper. Roxanne gagged for a moment, fighting her reflex, and he threw his head back on the pillow and arched his back. “You’re right, you’re right Schatz!”

Hearing the magic words, Roxanne stopped. She caught her breath and felt spit coating her lips and chin, but she could not resist a grin. “That’s all I wanted,” she smirked.

“Really?” Niki asked incredulously. One of his eyebrows arched up in disbelief, but Roxanne admired the blush dusting his cheeks and his chest, his tousled hair, and the blend of lust and affection in his eyes.

“It’s all I wanted,” she put enough emphasis on the past tense to worry and excite him, “But now I want something else.”

He laughed, “And what is that? To blindfold me? To tie my feet to the footboard?”

Roxanne smiled appreciatively at that. “Both are good ideas, but no. I want to be in the driver’s seat.” She repositioned her plush hips and thighs, and Niki quickly got the idea of where the driver’s seat was.

“Don’t forget to buckle up, hm?” Niki attached his lips to her neck as she settled into place. Roxanne pulled the thin lace thong to the side and steadied herself with one hand on the headboard and one hand keeping him in place. Both groaned as she sunk down on him, and Niki worried he would come before she even settled into place. Her head tipped back as she moaned with the burn of the stretch, excited but unprepared for the full length of him.

“Are you alright?” Although it was her turn to take the wheel, so to speak, Niki knew she normally prepared more than that to take him. “Do you need a moment, do you want my mouth-”

“I’m good,” Roxanne insisted with a pant, “I’m very good.” She felt him flex inside of her already, and she took a moment to adjust to his length and girth. Roxanne distracted him with a joke, knowing he needed a moment as well. “I wonder what the difference is between the driver’s seat and the cockpit.”

“Not much at the moment” he quipped. Niki wanted to rip his hands from the rope and squeeze her hips, smack her ass, and pull her closer. He could not, so he experimentally rolled his hips urging her to move.

Roxanne pouted and stilled all movement. She wanted to remind him who was in charge. “Aren’t you impatient? Did I not just tell you to slow down?”

“Schatz, I thought once you sat in the driver’s seat you would at least put it in gear.”

At her own pace, Roxanne moved to find a rhythm. His head brushed the spot that brought stars to her eyes, and she angled to hit it again. As much as she wanted to speed up and hit her own climax, she wanted to make Niki suffer. She set a languid pace drawing out every thrust as long as she could.

“Bitte, Schatz,” Niki panted, a pink flush spreading from his cheeks to his chest. His hands clenched into fists, and he desperately angled his hip to match hers. Her touch was too much and not enough at the same time.

“See how much better this is? I know you’re a good husband who puts my pleasure first, but some nights I hardly get you to touch you, to feel you, like I do now.” Roxanne swept an errant lock of hair away from his forehead and kissed his cheek. Her hands trailed from his chest to his back, pinching, scratching, and massaging along the way. She knew by the flexing of his cock he was close, but so was she. Who would be first in this race?

Niki’s gasps turned desperate, so Roxanne slammed hard on the gas. She cupped his balls in her hand and squeezed just enough to put pressure on them. That proved to be the final straw for the world champion. He hid his face in her chest as his white-hot release filled her. His hips stuttered beneath hers as he finished, and Roxanne cradled the back of his head with her hand. She whispered praise in his ear and kissed his forehead.

“You didn’t come,” Niki rasped, his accent thick. His chest heaved with every breath and sweat trickled down his temple.

Roxanne sighed, catching her breath, and stilled. “No, I didn’t-”

“Untie me,” he insisted. Niki licked his lips and tugged on the binding. “I do not think you deserve to come after torturing me for so long,” Roxanne smirked, “but I could not have it said that I did not please my wife.”

Roxanne happily untied Niki’s wrists. He rolled and stretched them, none the worse for wear, and used his newfound freedom to pin Roxanne on her back against the decadent bed. His tongue was on her clit and two skilled fingers pressed inside her, stuffing his spend further inside her. Any attempt at words was lost in a whine when Niki pinned her hips in place with his free hand. His tongue laved at her, messy with his release, and his fingers were focused as fucked her with them.

Her thigh twitched, a tell-tale sign her orgasm was soon, and Niki glanced up at her, grinning wider than he did on the podium. She caught a glimpse of his come mixed with her slick on his tongue and his eyes blown wide with lust.

“Do you think you deserve to come so soon, Schatz?” When Roxanne didn’t answer, at least with intelligible words, Niki placed a light slap on her thigh. “After what you did to me, do you?”

“Do not forget who begged me to untie him.” Roxanne ran her fingers through his hair and tugged. “Do not forget who whined my name only moments ago.”

Niki admitted with a sly grin, “Point taken.” He resumed the deliberate thrust of his fingers and teasing of his tongue. It did not take long for Roxanne to come undone, writhing and wriggling under the hand that held her down. Niki did not let up until well after she finished, and he rest his head on her thigh.

Roxanne carded her fingers through his hair again, much gentler and more affectionate. She knew she would need to clean herself and leave the bed, but she wanted to enjoy the moment.

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I recently found your blog and I'm in love, like, it's a wonderland!! Thank you for sharing your creativity!!! I feel less alone in these thirst-tastic hcs <3 I'm still way too shy to post my own, but ever since I saw Bucky choke Zemo in TFATWS, all I can think of is how Zemo would act like a complete brat and feign reluctance to join the Mile High Club, but ends with him biting back moans so Oeznik couldn't hear you two from the cabin. Sorry for the wall of text I couldn't space it out ajsldgja

Awh thank you so much for sending in such a lovely message! I've been so busy recently so I haven't been to active but this was a lovely message to get to read today when I log on again.

And I love that thought, Zemo desperate to join the mile high club and the two of you having to be quiet while you completely rock his world up in the air 🥵 in the end though nothing that hide how flushed Zemo's face is after

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Born to be wild - Chapter 18

Synopsis: Joining F1 as one of the first female drivers you knew was going to be a challenge but you weren’t prepared to deal with one particular asshole on the tracks. With the urge to win so strong within each racer, will romance pave the way? Or will it destroy everything?

Word count: 2.3k

Previous chapter: After winning his first race, Niki asked you to meet him in his garage where no one else would be around. When you meet him there, Niki surprises you by asking you the big question, by proposing, typical Niki style.

Warnings: sub!Niki, slight restraints, teasing, edging, oral sex (M receiving), riding, unprotected sex, begging

A/N: A Christmas chapter in the middle of summer? That is how we roll. You guys know I had to include some sub!Niki time into this series. Am I Cazzy if it is not included? At this point, I am like the face brand for sub!danny bunch content. We've been lacking in the Danny fandom for sub content (my bad) so here you go, a very early Christmas present. I'm sure I will also include more later in the series.

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You let out a relieved sigh as you place the last heavy boxes on the ground. Standing back up, you stretch slightly and take a step back to admire your progress. There were boxes piled on the floors with different labels. It had taken you ages to pack everything from your apartment, and now you felt like it would take longer to unpack it all again. You felt Niki move beside you, a huff leaving his lips as his eyes surveyed all the boxes scattered around the two of you.

"This is going to take a while to sort out."

Smiling, you wrap your arm around Niki's waist and pull his body closer to you, enjoying the grimace on his face.

"Well, lucky for you, love, we have all the time we need before the next race. Plenty of time for me to unpack and move in. We should be done just in time for Christmas!" you exclaim, letting go of Niki to kneel back down at the boxes again, opening one to see what you had packed inside.

Niki rolled his eyes.

"I don't celebrate Christmas."

You glance at him, one eyebrow cocked up.

"I should have guessed that. But why?"

Niki shrugged his shoulders, frowning.

"I've never seen the point. It's just spending a lot of money on useless gifts. If you want to give someone a gift, you should just give it to them. There shouldn't be a day dedicated to feeling obliged to give someone a gift."

You tilt your head, thinking as you take in Niki's words.

"I suppose you have a point, but the atmosphere of Christmas is so lovely, Niki, and I'd love to share it with you."

You stand up and walk back over to Niki, smiling as you wrap your arms around his neck and place a quick kiss on his cheek.

"Plus, I'm certain you will love my gift for you."

As you pull away from Niki, you see his eyes glimmer with interest, and you know you have the fish hooked.

As you lifted the tinsel to decorate the tree, you hummed one of your favourite Christmas songs. You had spent hours convincing Niki to get a tree, and instead of buying a fake plastic one, Niki had decided to cut down one on his land. You spent the next few hours watching Niki struggling to get it inside the house.

Now Niki was sitting on the sofa, examining one of his hands for splinters and grumbling under his breath.

As you wrapped the tinsel around, you peeked at Niki and watched as he narrowed his eyes and examined his thumb further. Shaking your head in amusement, you picked up the next decoration and started to place it, but your gesture didn't go unnoticed by Niki.

"I saw that," Niki exclaimed, frowning as he looked over at you.

"Saw what?" you reply, your lip curling.

Niki huffed and stood up. He strode over to the tree, placing his hands on his hips as he gave the tree a glance up and down.

"I don't see the point."

"I know you don't."

"We never did this when I was a kid."

You sigh as you place a star on the top of the tree and then look at Niki.

"Which is why I want to make the most of it now. I loved Christmas as a kid Niki, and it would be nice to see you enjoying the same thing I do."

Niki tilted his head, eyeing the tree like it would make splinters fly out at him.

"It's not who I am y/n; I'm not the sort of person who gets into these things."

You pout, wrapping your arms around his waist and pulling him in closer to you.

"Do you always have to be so stubborn?"

"Isn't it one of my endearing qualities for you?"

You roll your eyes.

"Please, Niki. For me."

Niki looks into your eyes for a moment, then sighs. He leans down, picks up a spring of holly hesitantly, and places it on the tree.

He looks back to you.

"For you."

You and Niki snuggled together on the sofa. A concoction of limbs intertwined. You have just been able to rest the side of your face on Niki's chest, and his hand stroked up and down your back. You convinced Niki to wear a fluffy Christmas jumper. It felt soft against your cheek, and you let your head rise up and down on his chest as he breathed. You focused on it, enjoying this tranquil moment with Niki.

"Did you like your present, Niki?" you ask, glancing up at Niki and blinking slowly.

Niki‌ chuckled, glancing at the collection of jumpers, car washing equipment and a pile of yoghurts beside the tree.

"Yes, very… amusing."

You smile, your lips curling either side as you push your body up, rubbing it along Niki's side and letting your lips graze the top of Niki's ear tip.

"That's not all I have planned for you."

Niki's head moved to look into your eyes. His were gleaming.

"So, when will I get this gift?"

Your lips curl over the top of your teeth as you look over Niki's face again, your eyes scanning the curls of hair on his head, his delicate brown eyes, and his adorable smile. Pushing forward, your lips pressed on his. Instantly, his eyes fluttered shut as he opened his lips and pressed back on you.

You moved, wrapping your arms around his back as you clambered onto his lap. Niki's arms wrapped around you, though his hands groped your ass. You sucked his lips between yours and felt the excitement twist within you as you heard the little gasp Niki let out.

You pulled back, sliding off Niki's lap, standing on your feet, holding Niki's hand. Niki slowly opened his eyes, surprised. He opened his lips to speak, but as you tug on his hand, he snaps his lips shut again. He gets up off the sofa and allows you to pull him through the house, the stairs, and into the bedroom you and Niki now shared.

As you both entered the room, Niki smiled and stepped towards you, his hands grasping your hips to pull you closer to him. You enjoy the brace for a moment, but there was more than you had planned.

You wrap your hands on Niki's hips, grasping the soft skin, and then span him around. With his back facing the bed, you push him backwards, and Niki falls onto the soft mattress of the bed.

Niki popped onto his elbows and looked at you wide-eyed, taking in every moment. You took in the sight, delighting in the view of Niki lying on the bed before you.

"Maybe I should have you like this more often," you tell Niki, taking a few steps towards him.

"I wouldn't complain."

You climbed onto the bed, straddling his waist. His hands reach to grab your hips, but you quickly clasp his wrists in your hand and pull them up above his head, restraining Niki onto the bed. Somehow, Niki's eyes widen further.

Holding his wrists there, you lean forward and kiss Niki again. You can hear a little moan escape his lips as he kisses you back with as much desire, and you feel the spark of delight run through your nerves. You had heard many noises from Niki's mouth before, but never something so desperate and submissive. It was captivating to you.

Pulling back, you let go of his wrists to instead grasp the ends of his Christmas jumper. Hurriedly you pulled it up, exposing Niki's tummy and chest to you. After Niki helped you pull it over his head, you placed your hands on his tummy and moved them around, feeling the slight muscles through his skin, the feel of his chest, slightly running your fingers along his nipples to tease him.

Niki hissed, eyelids fluttering as his back arched up to your touch.

You gently placed your lips on his burning skin, trailing kisses down his chest and over the soft skin of his tummy. You brought your hands to his jeans, slowly undid the button, and pulled the hem down. You had to climb off Niki to pull them off, but soon, he was simply left in just his thin white boxers. His cock was straining through the fabric, begging to be released.

You placed the palm of your hand over it and slightly squeezed, caressing it. Niki groaned, pushing his head back into the pillows as he clasped your hand and held it down, urging you to carry on.

You tisked at him, pulling your hand away and removing his hand from your wrist.

"If you don't behave, Niki, I'll have to restrain you."

You could hear the air get caught in Niki's through and how he splutters as he looks up at you.

"I'm sorry, y/n."

"Good boy."

You bring your hand back to the top of his boxes, running your fingers along the delicate skin above the hem. Niki's hips twitched, his body slightly arching again as you teased him. After a few minutes of playing with him to hear the little sounds of desperation leave his lips, you grant him pity and pull his boxers down, exposing his cock that rested against his tummy, pre-cum glistening at the tip.

You licked your lips, remembering the last time you had tasted him. You felt that desire to taste him again as if you had been starved of it for years.

Niki watched as you took him into your palm. You both watched as a bead of pre-cum started running down the side of his shaft, sliding over the veins that stuck out of the delicate skin. A groan left Niki's lips as you flicked out your tongue and licked up the drip, following the path of it all the way to his soft tip that was showing through his uncut skin. Watching Niki's face, you wrapped your lips around his head and sucked as you stroked the rest of his shaft.

Instantly his hips buckled, overcome with sensations. He groaned, one hand grasping the duvet in his palms while another clutched your hair, holding you.

You release him from your mouth with a pop and shoot him a look as you continue to stroke him.

"Niki, what did I say about those hands?"

Hissing, he let go of your hair to grasp the duvet with both hands. His hips strained as he felt your hand pumping him, and when you lapped at his head with kitten licks, letting your tongue occasionally dip into his sensitive slit, he was close to screaming from the pleasure building in his groin.

Feeling yourself getting wetter, you could barely hold back any longer. You pulled yourself onto his waist again, and holding his cock in your hand, you positioned yourself to slide onto him. A gasp left both of your lips as you pushed down till he was entirely inside you. In this position, you felt fuller than before, and Niki could feel the way your warm wet walls tightened around him at the feeling. You stayed still for a moment, making Niki whine and buckle his hips.

You placed your hands on his chest, pushing him down onto the bed before you picked up your hips and then moved back down on his cock, slowly riding him.

Niki looked so pretty beneath you, clutching the duvet of your bed in his hands, his face and chest covered in a lovely blush, his lips slightly open as he grasped every time you dropped your hips back down and ground on his cock.

When you felt Niki start to buckle and lift his hips up into you, twitching, you grasped the curls of his hair and pulled him upwards so that his face was pressed into your shoulder. You could hear him gasping and moaning as your wrapped your arms around his back and felt how his hands came to grasp your ass, feeling you move on top of him.

As he gasped quicker, you suddenly stopped all moments, and a whine left his lips.

"Beg me to come."

You heard Niki huff, and he pulled away from your shoulder to look at you.

"I don't beg."

You pulled Niki's curled hair, forcing his head back and exposing his delicate throat.

"I won't ask you again, Niki, plus I don't need to move to get off."

You snaked one hand down to your clit and touched yourself, bringing yourself closer and closer to your climax. You could feel Niki squirming, frustrated at the lack of moment while hearing your moans of pleasure.

Finally, you heard the words leave his lips when you reached your end.

"Y/n…, please."

"I'm sorry, darling, I couldn't quite hear."

"Maus, please!" he cried out louder this time. "Move, please; I need to come."

You let go of Niki's hair, and he buried his face into the crook of your neck again, panting.

"Will you be a good boy for me if I let you?"

"Yes, yes I will, please, please y/n."

The moan that left Nik's lips as you moved with exquisite. You could feel him shudder from the pleasure, and as you reached your climax, Niki groaned, feeling your walls flutter around him. It only took a few more seconds of you moving on him from him to come. His hips buckled up into yours as far as they could go, and you felt the way his cock twitched inside of you, the heat of his cum spilling inside of you. After a few moments of rocking hips, you felt Niki de-tense. You watched as he flopped onto the bed, breathing raggedly, his eyelids fluttering while his skin burned red. Smiling, you leaned over and pressed a kiss to his forehead.

"Merry Christmas, love."

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