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leosxrealm · 2 months

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pairing(s): prince! Arthur Leclerc x male! knight! reader

warning(s): hurt/comfort, mentions of injury, mentions of death, royal au! forbidden romance(?)

(a/n): kinda inspired by hozier :) changed the lyrics a bit. a short drabble for my fav leclerc

!not proofread!

"No grave can hold my body down, I'll crawl home to you."

"Your Highness," you manage out through gritted teeth, "you shouldn't get your hands dirty."

He says nothing, silently applying the green paste he made using different medicinal herbs, across your middle. "My prince," you try again. He doesn’t respond, his eyes trained on your body, careful not to hurt you.

"Arthur," your voice is soft, almost like a whisper. He looks up, his ocean eyes clashing with yours.

"I told you not to go," he whispers, a hint of betrayal. He goes back to focusing on your wounds. You smile ever so slightly. "Your Highness-" his eyes snap to you, daring you. "Arthur," you say softly, "I do not have a choice in such matters. I have to go when I am called."

He chews the inside of his cheeks. There has to be some way he could prevent you from going to battles. He was a prince after all, wasn't he? "This is what I was raised for," your voice cuts off his thoughts.

"No," he says sharply, preventing any further discussion. He gets up from where he was kneeling, using a gauze to wrap around your wounds. He moves to stand in between your legs, still careful to not hurt you.

He's close. Right within your reach. You could feel his breath across your shoulder. His body heat, warming up your naked torso. He moves the gauze over your back, taking a step back to tie it up.

He ties the final knot, his fingers grazing over your body. They're shaking, you notice. "Arthur," your hand reaches to cup his cheek, guiding his eyes to yours. "I'm here," you utter softly, "I'm fine."

"You're fine," he repeats after you, barely audible. His lower lip wobbles. You pull him in, holding him tight.

"You're fine. You're fine. You're fine..."

"My prince," you press a lingering kiss to his forehead, "breathe. Breathe with me."

He clings onto you, his arms wrapped around your broad shoulders, his face buried in the crook of your neck. He breathes, following you. In and Out. In and Out. Slowly.

He pulls away, his eyes moist. "You should lie down," he gently pushes you back on the bed. "Rest," he says. He tucks you in, leaning down to press his lips to yours.

"Stay," you catch his wrist, "Please."

He takes a seat on the bed beside you, leaning against the bed frame. You move, trying not to let out a groan. You rest your head in his lap. His hands find their way to your hair, gently playing with the strands.

"What's wrong?" you question, eyebrows furrowing in confusion. Of course, you can read him like an open book. He doesn't respond, his fingers mindlessly playing with your hair.

"My love," you hold his hand, intertwining your fingers with his, "Talk to me."

"One day," he whispers, "I fear, that one day, you won't return home to me."

You say nothing. How could you? He wasn't wrong. It was a possibility. Soldiers die on the battlefield every day. And one day, sooner or later, it would be your turn.

You bring his hand to your mouth, leaving small kisses every where you could reach. "No grave can hold my body down," you murmur against his knuckles, "I'll crawl home to you."

A look into your eyes, and he knew it was the truth. You'll always come back to him.

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unformula1 · 2 months

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everything that’s left (AL12 x reader)

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pairing: arthur leclerc x reader | (ex) charles leclerc x reader

w/c: 1587

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a/n: have fun!! i really do enjoy this series, hope you love it too :)))

taglist: @ggaslyp1 @janeholt3 @boherahpsody @kryingkat22 @iamkaku @vizzzashley @mycenterfold

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It started with meeting him two weeks into you and Charles’ relationship, all he did was smile at you and wave when you greeted him.

“Meet Arthur. He’s my brother.” Charles says, placing his arm around your shoulder.

Arthur looks up from his phone and flashes a warm smile at you, giving you a slight royal-looking wave. You smile awkwardly and wave back.

He immediately turns back to his phone and Charles pulls you away, bringing you around to see other people.

Then it became ‘hi’s and ‘bye’s, waving when you two saw each other, giving each other smiles and acknowledgement.

“Hi.” You say as you walk past Arthur in the paddock.

“Hello.” Arthur replies, looking up from his phone and smiling slightly.

Slowly but surely you two started chatting, be it across text or in person; these chats were pretty shallow and superficial, talking about the weather and all.

“I saw your instagram post.” You comment.

“You did?” Arthur asks, chuckling slightly.

“Yea. Seems like you had fun.” You say, feeling slightly more comfortable.

“I did.” Arthur replies, smiling.

After that, it slowly evolved into deeper chats, about how having an older brother in the sport gave unreal expectations of him, less about the weather and more about feelings.

“It gets hard sometimes, yea, you get me?” He says, leaning back onto the seat.

“Mhm. Definitely. Must be hard.” You say, still rather uptight when talking to him.

“People expect me to be a carbon copy of him, and when I’m not, I’m just bad.” Arthur continues ranting.

You’re not sure if he’s intentionally ranting or not but you don’t mind. You enjoy listening to him talk about something deep rather than what the sky was looking like.

Then, the chats became more casual, happening anywhere and everywhere. The uptight and tense feeling in your body disappeared slowly and the knot in your stomach slowly faded off.

“And eventually, it all just piles up and it feels like no one is there for me and I feel like killing myself.” Arthur deadpans.

“Okay- first off, NO. You are not doing that. Second off, what do you mean ‘no one is there for you’? What am I? A roach?” You respond, scoffing.

“Listen, I did not mean it like that, sometimes you are too far away.” Arthur says.

“Literally text me.”

“I don’t have your number.”

“You don’t?”

“No.”

“Well what the hell.”

You gave him your number, he gave you his: The start of many random calls and facetimes for whatever reason.

When Charles wasn’t there, the next best option was him. Arthur never hesitated to talk to you or sit with you while you stared into the blank space.

“Do you ever think about how we might not ever meet our soulmate.” You say, staring into the ceiling.

Arthur put down his phone, “I think we all will meet someone we love truly.”

“Mmkay…” You continued staring.

The silence in the room was not tense or awkward, it was more like a calm white noise that gave you a weird sense of clarity.

Finally, when you started losing Charles, Arthur became the first choice. If Charles was being a dick, it was going straight to Arthur. If Charles left you alone, Arthur was there.

You descend into a mess of tears and rambling. Across the phone, you hear shuffling of feet and footsteps.

“Please stay on the phone. I’m coming over.”

You manage out a ‘mhm’ for him.

There’s a short silence.

“Charles would never.” Arthur reassures you, “He’s faithful.”

You hope so too. You desperately hope so.

And now, you laid on Arthur’s couch, curled up in a cradle position, making some very unearthly noises as you cried your lungs out. You think back on everything leading up to this point.

What did you do wrong? Did you mess up?

Arthur walks back into the living room, holding a warm cup of water.

“I… uhm… you want water?” Arthur says, giving you the cup of water.

You nod weakly, your entire face red from crying and the dried up tears still on your cheeks. You take the cup of water from him and take a sip of it.

It’s warm, leaning to the hot side but still warm.

He takes a seat next to you and you shuffle to the side to give him space to sit down. He places his hands on his lap, like the gentleman he is.

“Sorry for…” You sniff, “Barging in randomly when I said I wanted to be alone.”

“It’s okay, really, no problem.” He assures, his hand flying to your shoulder and giving it a slight pat.

“It’s just been really hard and I don’t know why and it’s confusing me so much.” You sigh, sniffing more and holding back some tears.

“I get it. It’s hard… I’m always here for you.”

I’m always here for you.

I’m always here for you…

It sends some sort of chill down your spine, making you shiver slightly. The words repeat in your head as you try to construct a sentence to respond to him. Charles never really meant it when he said that, now Arthur’s the one saying it. You don’t really know what to say back.

“I hope so.” You say. It comes out a lot more obnoxious than you expected

It clearly takes Arthur aback too, as he hesitates to reply to you, clearly trying to find the right words.

“I will. You can trust me.” He says.

Again, Charles would say that often. You think about all the times he’s said it and all the times he went back on his word.

“Charles said that too.”

You can feel your emotions taking over, you’re not processing the words you’re saying, every word that spills out doesn’t go through a filter.

Arthur is clearly stumped on what to say next.

Shit.

You apologise, “I’m sorry, I’m tired, the words aren’t… processing or anything.” Your nose is still blocked.

“It’s alright. I understand.” He says again, still speaking as if you two were having some friendly chat.

You know Arthur’s the kind to speak rationally and methodically approach something but right now all you needed was the Arthur which hugged you when Charles couldn’t.

“Could you… not speak like that.” You blurt out. The words, once again, sounding rather rude.

Arthur raises an eyebrow.

“I don’t want any solutions right now.” You say, slightly frustrated.

Arthur nods, “Sorry. Just… natural instinct.”

“I just need you to…I don’t even know.” You take a deep sigh again.

Before you can string together another sentence, Arthur slowly shifts closer to you and pulls you in for a slow hug. You don’t fight back.

He pulls you in and pats you on the back, your head lays on his shoulder. It’s warm, very warm. His touch makes you tear up again.

His hug feels genuine, it feels as if he never wants you to leave him. You can’t remember the last time you were hugged like this.

The tears start flowing out again and you let out soft sobs, your head still laying on Arthur’s shoulder. As you sob and eventually start crying again, Arthur doesn’t let go, he doesn’t flinch when you abruptly start crying. He just keeps you within his embrace.

You missed this. You missed everything about this.

“I don’t wanna leave.” You say while crying. You’re not sure how much Arthur heard of that sentence but you couldn’t care less.

Arthur subtly nods and pats you on the back.

“You don’t have to.” He whispers gently.

Arthur’s gentle whisper makes you feel like crying even more and letting it all out, for real, for once. Everything about the way Arthur dealt with you made you feel safe.

You take a deep breath before releasing all your emotions at once. You don’t even know which emotions are coming out anymore, you just cry, scream and wail.

Arthur barely moves, once again not flinching at your sudden outburst. He releases you from the hug but keeps holding your hand. You eventually lay down next to Arthur, letting everything that’s bottled up out.

His grip on your hand is firm, and it’s assuring.

“You could stay… for a while.” He whispers again, but loud enough for you to hear.

You nod in response as you gather your emotions. It’s almost impossible to string together a coherent sentence at this point, your entire head is just a messy jumble of memories and everything that’s happening right now but blurred into one.

You really want to stay.

So you do.

About an hour passes before you stop crying and you sit up, taking multiple deep breaths, calming yourself.

Arthur’s still sat next to you, his hand still holding yours.

The sky outside is practically dark at this point, most of the city lights have gone off, except the clubs and some houses. Arthur’s been sitting silently next to you.

He’s been for the past hour, letting you have a safe space to pour your feelings out. He turns to you and smiles warmly, like the smile he flashed at you when you first met him, and like the one you so distinctly remember no matter what.

Like the smile you fell in love with when Charles couldn’t afford to give you a glance.

Charles walked out on you, and that took everything left out of you, he left a gaping hole in your heart. Everything disappeared when Charles walked out… everything but Arthur.

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miloformula123fan · 3 months

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ARTHUR X MALE VERSTAPPEN READER BLUB PRETTY PLEASE

alright here y'all go

i have an arthur leclerc x verstappen!male!reader mafia au coming soon, so stay tuned for that :)

So i think Y/N would’ve been born in 1999, and would’ve started formula 1 in 2017 at toro rosso (sorry brendon hartley)

Called up to red bull in 2019 (sorry pierre and alex)

(see that’s the one thing i hate about driver characters and readers, you have to screw other people over to give them seats)

And he’s still there (not sorry sergio)

Probably met arthur during 2020

Maybe some streams with him or in the paddock

They start chatting

And then y/n spends summer in monaco

And then christmas

And all of a sudden y/n gives arthur a good luck kiss before an f2 race

And now they’re public

He never meets Jos, because Max and Y/N kick him out after 2022 season

Y/N wins the 2023 world championship

Honestly can you imagine the chaos of having a verstappen brother title fight

Christian is the new dad now

Gives Arthur the dad talk and everything

Also Charles and Lorenzo briefly kidnap Y/N to give him the big brother talk

Arthur would be an amazing boyfie

Cause let’s be honest both max and y/n would be traumatised from jos

The chaos of a verstappen-horner-leclerc christmas day

y/n proposes after he wins the wdc and arthur wins the f2 championship in 2024 (shut up i’m in denial)

taglist: @leosxrealm

#f1 x reader #miloformula123fan #f1 fanfic #f1 x male reader #f1 fic #arthur leclerc x male reader #arthur leclerc #arthur leclerc x reader #arthur leclerc x you #arthur leclerc x y/n

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ghostking4m · 1 month

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Can we please talk about the lack of f1 fics for male (or ftm) readers.

i’m so down for this! it needs to be discussed more! I’m fully aware that there are more writers for male readers in the f1 community now, but it’s still the underrepresentation that we struggle with in almost every social media platform, particularly within fan fiction.

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zyonsay · 4 months

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i’m not sure if u write for al12😅 but arthur leclerc x male reader who is a professional football/soccer player. and like arthur is seen wearing his jersey and when the reader scores the final goal, he kinda runs up to arthur to kiss him or something like that. if u don’t wanna write arthur maybe lando or max? thank you!!

To the moon AL12

Fem aligned people may read but not f3tishize my work!!

Summary: Read the request above!

Reader: Male

Warnings: Noneee

Now playing: the screams of despair in my head

AN: Hey leo! Sorry for taking SOOOOO long to write this! Im really busy- I hope you like it!

The night was vivid, and the people were buzzing trough the extravagant streets of Monaco. The restaurants were romantically lit, the light flooding through the window and out onto the road. Chatter and laughter filled the atmosphere and the smell of some delicious cuisine hung in the air.

A sea of flashing lights erupted; Paparazzi begged for a word with the person they tried to snap a picture of. Arthur Leclerc was out on a stroll and by chance the wave of photographers had found him. Sunglasses covered his watercolor eyes and ‘coincidentally’ he was wearing a jersey of your soccer team… with your number on it. The big broad 26 maybe didn’t mean a lot to the media, but they were always interested when a Formula one driver decided to support a sports team – whether that’s football, baseball or in this case: soccer.

“Y/n to the front, going fast!”, the commentator almost fell out of his chair while dramatically yelling into the microphone. Your steps were confident, and your pace was fast, this was one of your strengths. The heart in your chest pounded, with adrenaline but also with nervousness. You can’t miss this shot. Do it for yourself. Do it for your team.

Cheers and yelling fueled the fire in your chest and the opposing players faded into a blurry mess. Your heart skipped a beat, and you knew it was now or never. With all your strength you fired that ball right into hell – or rather the goal.

Silence swept through the audience; everything was in slow motion. The ball rolled back into your direction after it had hit the net very hard.

Everything sped up and you could now clearly hear all the cheers and screams from the watcher stands. The earth trembled as your teammates ran towards you, slapping your shoulder and lifting you up. They triumphed, sang and shouted.

Though suddenly they set you down again, only for you to be swept up in an embrace right after your feet hit the ground. The familiar smell of Oranges and Vanille made you melt even more into the arm that were slung around you. You picked Arthur up and whirled the man in the air and caught his lips in a warm, happy kiss. A clicking roared through the arena as thousands and thousands of cameras were watching you two.

But you didn’t care. You wanted to share this moment with your favorite person in the world.

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smoothoper44tor · 1 month

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Tu foto en blanco y negro. charles leclerc x malereader

Fran no odiaba a Charles, en absoluto. El problema era su jodida apariencia, el hombre era una copia exacta de Jules y aquello le molestaba de todas las maneras posible, era vomitivo. Un recuerdo constante de que Jules ya no estaba.

Capítulo uno

❝Big brother I wanna be just like you❞

La muerte de Jules Bianchi había conmocionado al mundo. Fran apenas rondaba los dieciséis cuando vio el marussia rojo estrellarse ferozmente. El corazón le latía con fuerza y su estómago era un amasijo de nervios.

Daniel fue lo primero que rondó su mente, y en el mismo momento la realidad le azotó como el más imponente cinturón; su hermano estaba en la otra punta del mundo, en un coche que corría a velocidades extraordinarias jugando a ser dioses.

A Jules se le había escapado la vida en un abrir y cerrar de ojos, y Danny, a pesar de lo que quisiera demostrar, no era ningún dios, no era especial. En cualquier momento, por cualquier estupidez, podía dar su último suspiro y ni siquiera él lo sabría con certeza. Siempre había estado tensando esa cuerda, pero nunca se es realmente consciente de las circunstancias hasta que la cuerda asfixiaba a alguien, y ese alguien estaba mucho más cerca de lo que aparentaba.

Junto a Jules murió su risa, y su estúpido acento francés, la infinidad de veces que Daniel y él se habían quedado en casa cuando estaban en el Fórmula Medicine, todos los cumpleaños que aguardaba su presencia risueña, las visitas ocasionales que hacía para verlos en los karts. Todo se había desvanecido en cuestión de segundos, y ahora Jules sólo era un fantasma sin rostro que vagaba por los pasillos de su casa.

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#charles leclerc #leclerc #arthur leclerc #lorenzo zurzolo #carlos sainz #f1 #formula 1 #sebastian vettel #male reader #charles leclerc x male reader #enemies to lovers #fckbuddies to lovers #daniel ricciardo #dr3 #cl16

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astonmartinii · 9 months

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insta au req about reader and charles being best friends and a rift comes between them because of his girlfriend(or whoever!!) and reader and max finally get together and she shades ferrari and charles purrrrr (if not i totally get it queen love u loads)

into the arms of another | max verstappen social media au

pairing: max verstappen x reader

after charles leaves her out in the cold, y/n falls into the arms of another.

part two part three

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yourusername: dumb and dumber: vacation edition

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user1: they're really just the definition of no thoughts behind the eyes

user2: it's crazy cause we all know you have to be smart to drive an f1 car and she has a literal degree in architecture but they are always in the most insane situations ever

charles_leclerc: that's my private jet don't call me dumb

yourusername: *rented, dumbass

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user3: they're friendship goals like perfect example of platonic soulmates and male and female friendship

arthurleclerc: so like what does a man need to do for a feature on your instagram?

yourusername: soz arth, step ur aesthetic up x

user4: oh to be besties with an f1 driver

user5: wait so like all the leclercs and their gfs went on this holiday, right?

user6: yeah arthur’s and lorenzo’s gfs have posted about being there

user5: so it’s kinda muggy that y/n refused to post the girls?

user6: not really she’s posted with the girls loads i think y’all just want an excuse to be mad at her

charles_leclerc

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charles_leclerc: summer spent with the best people

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user8: no y/n ....

user9: did yall see that tweet about the girl who met y/n in corsica when charles left her stranded on the beach to walk home on her own

user8: what ???

joristrouche: love you brother

charles_leclerc: best mate

user10: the vibes have shifted, the atmosphere is weird and the absence of y/n is the centre of it

user11: i fear i've seen this film before and y/n is defo getting iced out because charles in back in a relationship

user12: noooooo i thought he'd matured past that after the last time he fucked y/n off for a girlfriend

user13: babes please stop expecting so much from men

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pierregasly: you look sunburnt calmar, did you leave it at home cause y/n isn't there to remind you?

charles_leclerc: she's here and i have been putting it on the sun just has it out for me

yourusername: i tried pierre, believe me

user14: well this is fucking awkward

user15: charles is not beating the allegations of forgetting about y/n while in a relationship LOL

maxverstappen1

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maxverstappen1: simply lovely to win my home race again. the orange army never disappoint and i'm so thankful for all the support here this weekend

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user20: call me a conspiracy theorist BUT he thanked the orange army and the support separately i.e. Y/N Y/LN

user21: now you bitches usually jump to conclusions, but i'm hearing you this time

martingarrix: next set just gonna be super max on a two hour loop

maxverstappen1: i'll be there

user22: i'm sorry i'm new here why is y/n being in max's garage such a big deal? who is she? (gen.)

user23: y/n is charles' best friend, they've known each other since childhood and she's supported him through all levels of karting and single-seaters. though they haven't interacted too much in the public eye, max and y/n have known each other for as long as charles and max have. charles is a bit notorious for dumping y/n to the side for his girlfirend any time he's in a relationship and being inseparable once he's single again. after he ALLEGEDLY ditched her at a beach in corsica over the summer, y/n hasn't been seen with him or interacting with him online and was then in max's garage.

user24: maybe i'm messy but i genuinely want max and y/n to be together

yourusername: the red bull catering was defo worth breaking the cost cap

maxverstappen1: you're welcome any time

user25: can someone please check charles' pulse

landonorris: he looked like a cartoon with steam coming out of his ears earlier

user26: LANDO WHAT?

user27: tbf i think that's just a general side effect of driving the ferrari

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yourusername: hard ball or soft serve

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user28: in my professional shadow identification opinion, i have deduced that it is in fact max verstappen

user29: ur so delusional (i believe you)

charles_leclerc: so that's who you've been getting our vanilla and chocolate cones with

yourusername: i'm not entertaining this argument over the internet charles you know where i live

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user30: she's so much better than me i'd rip him a new asshole right here right now

arthurleclerc: please come to dinner on sunday, carla can't come and i don't wanna fifth wheel plsssssss y/n

yourusername: sorry chickie i've already got plans but give mama my love

arthurleclerc: noooooo what could be better than mama's sunday lunch

yourusername: i promise i love those dinners but i've had enough experience seventh wheeling you guys and would love time with someone who loves me for me

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user31: yall i feel like i'm in the family group chat in this comment section this feels illegal to see

user32: max is so sly with the comments he's liking but that's MY petty king

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f1: oops. charles leclerc takes championship leader max verstappen and himself out of the race at the first corner. the two did not mince their words, verstappen saying: "i tried to stay out of trouble but trouble came to me"

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user33: the way i RAN to twitter

user34: i'm not a verstappen fan but that quote goes so hard

user35: i'm all for leaving the drivers' personal lives alone but lord the tea is piping and sky cutting to y/n in max's garage? OOP

user36: no cause someone at sky has been watchign too much drive to survive because putting "charles' childhood friend" on her name banner as she's in max's garage was pure cinema

user37: charles be chatting mad shit for the man at fault

user38: leclerc drove into verstappen and perez and thought he'd manage to get out of the blame again LOL he's such a joker

user39: i think it's a good thing that y/n is skipping that dinner

user40: the way charles' gf wasn't even there this weekend and he was clearly looking for y/n in the garage

user41: the drama is too much for me to keep up with

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yourusername: only 16 years in the making but we finally got a clue

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user42: i'm going into cardiac arrest

maxverstappen1: finally now i can comment freely about my unbelievably sexy, smart and hilarious girlfriend who i love and defo haven't pined over for ten years

yourusername: awwwww maxy, if it makes you feel better i've liked you for that long as well

user43: hmmmm idk this all seems a bit fake

yourusername: babes i still fancied him when he was a lanky, spotty teenager

arthurleclerc: i can confirm this

user44: the way y/n was always so nice and constantly hyping charles and his gf in their comments ... where's charles

user45: tbf she is dating his rival

user44: oh please we all know they never hated each other and have been good friends for years, charles is just being petty

danielricciardo: never thought i'd see the day when max would grow some balls and finally ask you out

yourusername: i thought you were meant to be some great wing man, i didn't see you helping

danielricciardo: i didn't want to get ran over by charles, no thank you

user46: i'm so sad i want bestie charles and y/n back

maxverstappen1

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maxverstappen1: some girls might want to ride a ferrari but mine wants to ride a red bull

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user47: THE CAPTION? THIS MAN IS SO UNHINGED

user48: mad max returns and in the form of shady instagram captions

yourusername: but you didn't even let me drive :(

maxverstappen1: babe i love you but you don't have a license and that's a very expensive car

user49: wait don't make me depressed didn't charles say in an interview ages ago that he was going to teach y/n to drive? did this never happen?

yourusername: sorry to ruin your day but i'm still illegal on the road

landonorris: so no photo credits? i watched you guys kiss for so long to get that shot

yourusername: i didn't hear you complaining on the day

maxverstappen1: let him be lonely in peace

landonorris: that's really not the save you think it is but thanks mate

user50: i am so happy that y/n is happy but the way charles can't be happy for her relationship like she always is for me is so sad to me

user51: i get that the charles and y/n situ is sad but she's clearly happy with max leave them be

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note: hope you enjoyed my love, i hope this was kinda what you were envisioning, i'm happy with it but would be up for a part two if people want it lol xx

#f1 #f1 x you #f1 instagram au #f1 x reader #f1 imagine #max verstappen imagine #max verstappen x you #max verstappen instagram au #max verstappen x reader #max verstappen

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boiohboii · 10 months

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The surprise guest (who had to be protected by the host)

Lando Norris x Leclerc! Reader

After Lando Norris had a make out session with YN Leclerc on his stream, it hadn't been intentional, he had been too scared to come face to face with any of his girlfriend's three older brothers. But when his girlfriend's mother invites him over for dinner, he can't just ignore her

in which Pascale Leclerc invites her daughter's boyfriend (or as she likes to call him, her fourth son) over for a family dinner

N.B: I feel like the humor isn't what most of you expected and I am so sorry, I swear I am funnier irl 😭 hope you guys like it... special thanks to @glai1023-blog and @flowerchild-96 for the idea of mama leclerc doting on Lando

For context

The brothers' reactions to the steamy stream

Social media reactions

YN had always been close to her mother, she always told her about her new hair ideas, how she wants to cook a new recipe and her crushes, so when YN started dating Lando Norris her mother was the first person to know (with the promise of not telling her brothers)

Pascale had met Lando quite a lot in the 9 months that the young couple's relationship had stayed secret from her brothers. To say Pascale adored the young Brit was an understatement.

Pascale Leclerc loved Lando Norris like her own son; she learned all his favorite foods, what are his preferred desserts and the meals he hadn't been able to taste before (so that she could make it for him)

With that being said, the Leclerc parent is always big on family. She had instilled in her childrens' head that even if you are busy, you must have a day each month for a family dinner and that all five members of the Leclerc family must be present.

Except for this month, six members were present at that dinner, and three of them were ready to kick the intruder out if it not had been for their mother hitting them on the back of their heads.

It had all started out normal- well as normal as it could be when just a week ago you had seen your sister making out with her boyfriend on live.

Pascale had been in the kitchen making dinner with the help of YN while the three male Leclercs were too traumatised by last week's events to face their sister. It's not that they didn't want to ask her questions, they really did, they wanted to interrogate her, but whenever they catch a glimpse of her they remember the phone screens showing her and her boyfriend.

Boyfriend. That was one person they would love to meet. Charles could probably know where Lando Norris is whenever he wanted, that was the perks of having the same circle of friends, team workers who were also friends and same bosses. Did he want to talk to him? No. Did he want to beat him? Yes.

The doorbell interrupted the brothers creative imagination of how they could kill the British driver. As Arthur was closest to the door he went up to see who it was, not expecting the one who they murdered 100 different ways in their haeds to be standing at the door with 2 bouquets of flowers, a box of chocolate and a box of what appeared to be a cake.

"Oh, umm, hi?"

Lando was about to piss his pants, he saw that expression change on Arthur's face, and he was the youngest of his girlfriend's brothers. With every second Arthur stared at him his heart rate increased with sweat filling his palms as his throat tightened up.

"Who is it Arthur?"

Shit, fuck. Lando knew that voice all too well, and he was not ready to have his head nailed to the front of the paddock for everyone to see.

"Oh dear, hello my son, Arthur move out of the way."

The gentle voice of Pascale Leclerc stopped any and all movements in the living room.

"SON!"

The three Leclercs exclaimed in sync, looking at the young brit with wide eyes and clenched jaws.

The boys' anger increased as they watched their mother fuss over the boy, thanking him for the flowers as she called their sister to place them in a vase, giving him a hug and kissing his cheeks.

"Oh lovely, you didn't have to bring anything. Is that your favorite dessert then?"

Lando was all too aware of the three pairs of eyes staring at him, and if looks could kill he'd be 18 feet under. Gulping, he gave Pascale an awkward smile, too scared to actually utter a word.

Noticing his trembling hands and terrified glances at her sons, Pascale glared at the young men "you three! Stop it!"

"But mum-"

"No! I don't want to hear a word out of any of you if it's not going to be nice! You should respect you sister's boyfriend and my guest!"

"It's a family dinner! You never invited any of our girlfriends to a family dinner before"

"Oh my god," now that's a familiar voice Lando loves hearing "stop being babies about it."

Moving closed, YN took the flowers from Lando's hands "ohhh, mum, he got you your favourite!"

"Thank you love." Giving him a peck on the lips, YN smiled at him, and upon hearing her brothers' groans and complains she gave him a wink before kissing him again.

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The three Leclerc brothers were like Hyenas, waiting for their mother to stop protecting their pray so they could have a word (with their fists.)

Sitting at the couch facing the open kitchen they watched as their mother dotted over the British driver, stretching her hand for him to taste the food on the spoon before giving her a wide smile

"You three look like Scar." YN teased as she took a seat besides Charles

"Mon ange," Charles started as he rotated in his seat making him face to face with his sister "please, why didn't you tell us?"

"YN, Lando Norris, really?" Arthur whined as he looked at his younger sister, waiting for an explanation of hers.

"You three are really insufferable," YN stated as she looked at them with a devilish smirk "if you guys are wondering why i didn't tell you, it's just cause I know you three will be earing my ear off about our relationship and yes Arthur, Lando Norris, he makes me happy and he kisses me oh so-"

"LALALALALALAAA" Arthur screamed at the top of his lungs, making his sister laugh while their mother scolded them for the noise

"No, but really," YN took a sip of water "he is really nice to me, he treats me really well and he is so respectful-"

"Oh yeah, making out on live is oh so respectful of him" Lorenzo rolled his eyes then glared at the young boy in the kitchen, getting head pats from their mother like a golden retriever.

"Oh god, don't remind me man" Charles groaned as the image he tried so hard to erase came back much more vibrant and clearer, as if the presence of Lando just solidified it in his brain.

"Okay listen," YN huffed as she crossed her arms "if you don't like him then okay, fine, I will end it before it goes any further, but it was an honest mistake on both of out parts. We're not into that kind of thing."

"God, will you stop doing that!"

"Do you want to tramatise us?"

"Oh god, I did not need to know anything about this."

Hearing her brothers whine and groan from her teasing brings YN the greatest of joys. Was she planning on actually breaking things off for her brothers? Hell no, they're not little princesses they can keep their emotions in check.

"Mon ange, are you really sure that you like him?"

"Yes!" YN insisted as she looked at him like he grew 2 heads "will you just please get to know him?"

Sighing Charles bit his tongue, not wanting to actually upset his sister with what he really wanted to say.

"Okay mon ange, I'll talk to him and I'll make sure everything is normal," Charles got up to make his way to his mother who was now in a matching apron with Lando as he listened to her every word, basking up the praises and head pats given to him "just please, if he hurts you or if you feel like you aren't his top priority don't stick around okay. You are worth so much more than a race driver."

"Aren't you one?"

"Exactly."

With that, Charles left his siblings heading off to his mother with a pout as he spotted her patting the Brit's cheek with a full smile

"God, he's so whipped for her." Arthur told his brother, shaking his head.

"Yeah well, I told him it'd bite him in the ass someday."

"Hey! I'm not that bad!"

"YN," Lorenzo looked at her with a blank expression "you take full advantage of it and you know it."

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It had been an hour and now the family of five and their guest are sitting at the dinner table, having their first bite of the homemade dinner.

"Oh, this tastes phenomenal Mrs Leclerc. I hadn't had that in a while"

"Oh dear, I'm so glad you like it!" Pascale cooed over the young boy, getting up to place more for him on his plate "YN told me it's one of your favourites."

"Thank you so much darling." Lando smiled at YN, feeling more at ease with the glares sent his way as Pascale Leclerc glared right back at her sons.

"Mum," Lorenzo started as he looked at the food in distaste "I don't eat that, you know."

"Well," the mother smiled at her son sarcastically, making sure to get her point across "if you don't like it, then don't eat."

"Oh, c'est brutal maman." Arthur murmured under his breath, looking at his oldest sibling in pity

("Oh, that's brutal mum")

"I said no French!" Pascale warned her youngest son before turning to her now favorite son "tell me Lando, do you like Vanilla cakes?"

"Not really no, but YN told me it's your favorite so I bought it from what I also believe to be your favorite dessert shop."

"Oh dear, you really are my favorite," four voices of a 'mum!' yelled in the dinning room which did not take any of Pascale's attention away from the British young man "you're going to make me swoon."

"Oh my god," YN whispered to her brothers "we lost her."

"Yeah well," Lorenzo grumbled at his sister "he is your boyfriend"

"I lost my mum to my boyfriend."

"Oh, he went out of his way to go to her favourite shop," Arthur stated "she's not letting him go anywhere."

"I think you lost both of them mon ange."

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lenoraah · 7 months

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𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦

pairing - arthur leclerc x reader!reader

summary - reader loves books and reading, when Arthur and reader get together, it’s like she has the dream book boyfriend

a/n - I need book recommendations; here’s mine, the ENTIRE agggtm series

★ ☆ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

“Wes Bennet,”

“Who?”

“You know the main male lead from Better Than The Movies.” Y/n’s hand grazes Arthur’s and he gives her a confused look. “You know, the guy Liz falls in love with instead of Michael Young. We’re kind of like them,”

“But enemies to lovers isn’t our trope,” Arthur makes a face and Y/n immediately grins.

”Ha! I knew you remember,” She kisses his cheek and gently slides off the side of the bed, walking towards her stack of books.

Arthur stare at her as she hummed while carefully putting her books back into the middle shelf and taking one out from a higher shelf. She smiles, her eyes glistening in the sunlight, as she talks back towards him with her book in her arms.

She gets into bed and pulls the blankets over herself, curling up against the wall. Arthur is on the other side with his computer on his lap and coffee sitting on the nightstand beside him.

“You know I’ve read so many books and have basically been with so many guys through fiction, and you’re not like any of them. You’re like my own book boyfriend. Only better and real and mine.” She whispers as she leans forward.

Arthur smiles a little and he leans in closer. The two look into each other’s eyes before closing them, grazing each other’s lips and finally fully closing the gap.

“Which of your book boyfriends am I most like?” He caresses her jaw and she leans into his shoulder.

“None, baby, none. You’re in a league of your own.”

#arthur leclerc #arthur leclerc x reader #arthur leclerc x y/n #arthur leclerc imagine #arthur leclerc fluff #formula racing #f2 #f2 imagine #f2 x reader #better than the movies #wes bennett #liz buxbaum #original post #original writing

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formulaa-1 · 1 year

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Insta au Masterlist <3

who I write for can be found here

CHARLES LECLERC🇲🇨

Driver!reader x charles leclerc

summary- off season comes with new developments

Influencer!reader x charles leclerc

summary- ( face claim: yasmin brunet ) you and Charles go on vacay

Verstappen!reader x charles leclerc

summary- max wasn’t aware of his sisters relationship with Charles until they announce it on Instagram…

Figure skater!reader x charles leclerc

summary- them being cuties

Horner!driver!reader x charles leclerc

summary- red bulls 2nd driver y/n Horner and Ferraris 1st driver charles leclerc are soft launching there relationship.

Drifter!reader x charles leclerc

summary- them being in love I guess?

social worker!reader charles leclerc

summary- Charles is completely head over heels for his girlfriend <3 but she’s pretty low-key ❤️

businesswoman!reader x charles leclerc

summary- your the it couple😌

male!reader x charles leclerc

summary- them being cute <3

actress!reader x charles leclerc

summary- paparazzi caught you and Charles getting fast food after the Oscar’s!

Horner!reader x charles leclerc

summary- everyone thinks y/n Horner has a crush on max but they’re proved wrong when a photo surfaces of her kissing a certain monegasque driver.

Gasly!reader x charles leclerc

summary- y/n’s older brother Pierre doesn’t know she’s dating his best friend…kind of a soft launch

ARTHUR LECLERC🇲🇨

Driver!reader x arthur leclerc

summary- you and Arthur have been besties since you were 3 but everyone thinks your in love with eachother… and maybe just maybe they’re right …(pt.1)

Driver!reader x arthur leclerc

summary-you and Arthur have been besties since you were 3 but everyone thinks your in love with eachother… and maybe just maybe they’re right …(pt.2)

actress!reader x arthur leclerc

summary: just them being total simps for eachother

runner!reader x arthur leclerc

summary- them being in love

noriss!f2driver!reader x arthur leclerc

summary-🎀✨soft launching your relationship with Arthur leclerc✨

GEORGE RUSSELL🇬🇧

fem!reader x George Russell

summary- y/n and George start there 2023 off in the sun

F1!reporter!reader x George Russell

summary - fans adore your relationship <3

tennisplayer!reader x George Russell

summary- soft launching your relationship with George Russell 🫶🏼

Detective!reader x George Russell

summary- detective y/n and George 🫶🏼

princess!reader x George Russell

summary- fans can’t get enough of this relationship

fem!reader x George Russell

summary- a sneak peak into y/n and George’s time at the Miami GP and a little surprise… 💍

LEWIS HAMILTON🐶

y/nwolff x Lewis hamilton

summary- fans suspect y/n and Lewis have something going on (pt.1)

y/nwolff x Lewis hamilton

summary- fans suspected you were with Lewis after recent posts ,,are there suspicions true or false (pt.2)

fem!reader x Lewis hamilton

summary- y/n and Lewis are the perfect couple

Vet!reader x Lewis hamilton

summary- fans sususpect that Lewis hamilton is dating roscoes vet 🐶 is award winning vet y/n y/l/n and formula 1 championship winning Lewis hamilton dating ?

footballer!reader x Lewis hamilton

summary- lewis and his football playing gf

fem!reader x Lewis Hamilton

summary- they’re the most fashionable couple in the paddock👗👔

Fem!reader x lewis hamilton

summary- in which fans discover your relationship with lewis hamilton through various Instagram posts.

PIERRE GASLY 😈

fem!reader x pierre gasly

summary- you go to lake como with your boyfriend

Uni!student!reader x pierre gasly

summary- idk what this is, them being supportive I guess ?

Influencer!reader x pierre gasly

summary- fans suspect that you and pierre are dating. are they correct? (soft launch Ig ? )

leclerc!reader x pierre gasly

summary- fans suspect that pierre is cheating on Kika with Charles sister after recent photos and there close relationship…(pt.1)

leclerc!reader x pierre gasly

summary- fans suspect that pierre is cheating on Kika with Charles sister after recent photos and there close relationship…(pt.2)

mum!reader x dad!pierre gasly

summary- you,pierre and your son are the perfect family 🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼

volleyball player!reader x pierre gasly

summary- they’re the hottest mf couple

MAX VERSTAPPEN 🦁

driver!reader x max verstappen

summary- everyone thinks y/n,Ferraris golden girl is dating Charles,Ferraris golden boy... max is tired of it and decides to set the records straight

Jealousy

summary- (y/nhorner x max verstappen)you’ve traveled the world with your dad and gone to every Grand Prix with him since you were 8 years old. Along the way you fell in love with your dads golden driver and have been dating him privately for 8 months,,Charles asks you on a date and he gets he gets jealous.

Figure skater!reader x max verstappen

summary- max being supportive of his figure skating girlfriend

Hamilton!reader x max verstappen

summary- Lewis’s little sister seems to be getting cozy to a certain red bull driver

fem!reader x max verstappen

summary -Brazilian reader and max verstappen 🌴

fem!reader x max verstappen

summary- (one shot) max looking after sick reader

horner!reader x max verstappen

summary- fans are suspicious that y/n and max are more than friends but max has a girlfriend…are their suspicions right? find out…

horner!reader x max verstappen

summary- part 2 of ^^this! max and y/n confirm they’re dating and explain the situation!

fem!reader x max verstappen

summary - (one shot) max is super protective of his girlfriend,and always defends her ,especially from his dad so when jos makes a comment about y/n being clingy and distracting him from his work ,max gets protective <3

singer!fem!reader x max verstappen

summary- you and max break up and you write a song about it <3

influencer!reader x max verstappen

summary- in which you and max soft launch your relationship <3

DANIEL RICCIARDO 😁

actress!reader x Daniel ricciardo

summary- (request: social media au with Daniel? the reader is more famous so they joke about him being her arm candy or even she being her sugar mommy, or silly things like that) face claim Zoe kravitz

fem!reader x Daniel ricciardo

summary- you and daniel are on holiday and he just can’t get enough of you 🫶🏼

mercedes strategist!reader x Daniel ricciardo

summary- strategist reader and mr danny ric 🫶🏼

f1 reporter!reader x Daniel ricciardo

summary- in which daniel has a slight crush on f1’s most popular reporter…

LANDO NORRIS ⛳️

Driver!reader x lando norris

summary- your mclarens new second driver for 2023 and fans suspect you and lando have something going on…

actress!reader x lando norris

summary- y/n and lando are the perfect couple 🫶🏻

Fem!reader x lando norris

summary- y/n and lando all loved up on vacation ❤️

fem!reader x lando norris

summary- soft launching your relationship with lando norris🫶🏼

red-bull!driver!reader x lando norris

summary- the paddocks best couple!

fem!reader x lando norris

summary- in which you and lando can’t stop flirting with eachother in your comments

fem!reader x lando norris

summary- in which lando and y/n share their summer romance <3

Fem!padel player!reader x lando Norris

summary- in which professional padel player y/n y/l/n and f1 driver lando norris are dating🪩❤️

CARLOS SAINZ 🌶️

Influencer!plus-size!reader x Carlos sainz

summary- soft launching your relationship with Carlos sainz <3

fem!reader x Carlos sainz

summary- carlos and y/n just being simps for eachother <3

leclerc!reader x Carlos Sainz

summary- carlos is dating Charles’s sister🫶🏼

royal!reader x Carlos Sainz

summary- Carlos sainz and princess y/n are the classiest couple.

fem!driver!reader x Carlos sainz

summary- Idk what this is ,them just sort of posting each other? 🥤🍒🏎️🍷

nepo baby!reader Carlos Sainz

summary- after rumours go round of Carlos’s breakup with Rebecca ,he’s seen with nepo baby y/n y/l/n…

MARCUS ARMSTRONG 🇳🇿

fem!f2driver x Marcus armstrong

summary- you were invited on to screaming meals ,there was a tiny bit of flirting going on between you and Marcus, fans suspect your dating

Ricciardo!reader x Marcus Armstrong

summary- Marcus Armstrong is dating Daniel ricciardos little sister y/n who’s an actress🫶🏼he helps her get ready for her first movie premiere🎬

MICK SCHUMACHER 🍩

fem!reader x mick schumacher

summary- just them being cute and in love <3

vettel!reader x mick schumacher

summary- y/n Vettel + mick schumacher= real life Romeo and Juliet

sainz!driver reader x mick schumacher

summary- the youngest sainz and the youngest schumacher are in love🫶🏼

fem!reader x mick schumacher

summary - y/n and mick being simps for eachother 🫶🏼+ a birthday post for reader :D

PAUL ARON 😎

fem!reader x Paul aron

summary - soft launching your relationship with Paul aron

ALEX ALBON 🐈

footballer!reader x alex albon

summary- Alex and y/n are supportive of eachother <3

OSCAR PIASTRI 🇦🇺

driver!reader x oscar piastri

summary- reader has adhd and she’s super bubbly and fun ,Oscar’s smitten

fem!reader x Oscar piastri

summary- (one shot) Oscar’s dating his childhood bestfriend and they visit Australia for the Grand Prix and spend some quality time together 🫶🏼 ps. theres a promise ring at the end 🙈💍

TOTO WOLFF 🐺

wife!reader x toto wolff

summary- toto spoiling his wife on her birthday<3

SEBASTIAN VETTEL ☀️

wolff!reader x Sebastian vettel

summary- Lewis said seb would be back but he didn’t expect to return dating toto wolffs daughter

Wolff!reader x Sebastian Vettel

summary- part two of this! ^^ Toto and seb becoming besties and his reaction to finding out your dating 🎀

wife!reader x Sebastian Vettel

summary- just y/n and seb having the cutest family<3

LOGAN SARGEANT🦅🇺🇸

fem!reader x Logan sargeant

summary- them being cutie patooties!

OTHER

carlando

summary- soft launching (if you can call it that)

#f1 instagram au #formula 1 #instagram au #charles leclerc x reader #f1 imagine #f1 fanfic #charles leclerc #fiction #pierre gasly x reader #arthur leclerc x reader #masterlist #formula 1 imagine #lando norris x reader #logan sargeant x you #max verstappen x y/n

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lovelytsunoda · 9 months

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sweet creature// pato o ward

summary: pato is in a romantic mood and wants to make love to his sweetheart around all of her favourite things.

pairing: pato o ward x female reader!

warnings: smut!! pato being an absolute sweetheart. he fucks her in front of a window so she can watch the sunset but the window doesn’t actually overlook and spots where they can be seen

authors note: why do I keep writing other stuff while the arthur leclerc first time fic rots in my drafts and the last two tina series fics are starting to collect dust-

all was calm and quiet in the reading room as she sat with her book, manicured fingers gently flipping the page before she turned to the end, trying not to read the last sentence as she counted how many pages she had left.

truth be told, the smut scenes in this book had been a little much for her. she loved the story and she loved the characters, but the rough intensity of the sex just wasn’t doing it for her. sure, it still had her clenching her thighs together, but if anyone ever spoke to her in the bedroom the way that the male lead spoke to his girlfriend, she was likely to burst out into tears.

sure, she and her boyfriend had experimented with tons things before and they’d probably had sex on almost every surface of the house, but the one reassuring constant was that pato always spoke to her like she was the most important person in the world, how he looked at her like she’d hung the moon, even when he was balls deep inside of her.

and how he was willing to recreate almost any scene in a romance book, putting his own little flair on every scene they tried.

she really didn’t know how she had gotten this lucky.

she had just turned back to the trials and tribulations of josh chen and jules ambrose when she felt two hands clamp down on her shoulders. she jumped, screaming as the book fell from her hands.

“patricio! what the fuck?”

behind her, pato laughed, coming around the ikea couch to settle in beside her, nuzzling his nose into her chest.

“you’re all sweaty.” she whined, but made no move to push him away. “what have I said about taking a shower when you were done conditioning?”

“I just wanted to see my girl.” pato argued halfheartedly, peppering kisses to her neck while he muttered sweet nothings in spanish. “I love you most.”

“love you too, darling.” she smiled, leaning over to kiss him. “I’ve got a new book scene I wanna try.”

patos eyes lit up, and he sat ramrod straight before he leaned down to pick up the abandoned copy of ‘twisted hate’. “can i tell you something?”

“mhm.” she nodded, fingers playing with the hem of her sundress.

“I’ve read this one already.” pato laughed. “I borrowed a copy from coltons girlfriend.”

she laughed, brushing her hair behind her ear. “honey, why would you do that?”

“because I knew that you’d read the first two and I wanted to know why you loved them so much.”

“so you know what scene I want to try?”

“fuck yeah I do.” he grinned, scooping y/n into his arms as he gets up from the couch, spinning gently in a circle before placing her back on her feet, his hands sliding up the skirt of her dress to grip her ass gently. “lean back against the bookshelf, corazon.” he kissed her softly, his nose tracing a path across her skin until his warm breath touched her ear. “just let me make you feel good.”

she backed towards the bookshelf, pulling pato towards her by the hem of his workout shirt. feeling the shelf hit her back. she leaned up to kiss him, all tongue and teeth as his wandering hands gripped her skin, his tongue exploring her mouth.

“you’re so sexy.” pato muttered, trailing kisses across her collarbone as she moaned gently, resting her head against the ikea shelf, one leg curling around her lovers.

patos hand slipped between her legs, cupping her core in his palm, her breath hitching at the contact.

“I hear you, love. im right here, just relax for me.” pato murmured, hands slipping under the waistband of her floral panties as he sank to his knees.

he looked up at her with his wide, hazel eyes, hair mussed as he began to slowly trail her panties down her legs. the look in his eyes made her heart melt. the look of love, the look he gave her when he was so utterly smitten that he didn’t even have the words to explain it.

she rested one leg over his shoulder, her face flushed as pato threw her panties off to the side, the whole world shrinking down to the point where all that mattered was the two of them. he kissed up her thigh, gently massaging her skin with the hand that was holding her leg in place.

“babe, be careful, what if I lose my balance?” she laughed lightly, taking her fingers through his hair, using the other hand to hike up the skirt of her sundress.

“I’ll catch you before you hit the ground.”he answered matter of factly. “you know I’d never let anything happen to you.”

the moment his tongue touched where she needed him most, every worry or apprehensive thought evaporated. she leaned back against the bookshelf, moaning as her lover moved his tongue in slow, deliberate circles. she felt every sensation in nerves down to her toes.

as he picked up the pace, adjusting his angle to suck her clit into his mouth, she dropped the hem of her dress, nails scraping against particle board as she tried to keep herself steady.

“fuck, right there. god, I love your tongue.”

“it does so many wonderful things, doesn’t it?” pato laughed, pulling away to look up at her with a cheeky grin, his hair messy and staticky from the fabric of her dress.

“yes, now please put it back inside me.”

“you’re cute. I just want to give you things. like kisses and orgasms.” pato hummed, slipping his tongue between her folds, closing his eyes in a moment of bliss as he worked his tongue inside of her.

she moaned, closing her eyes and tilting her head back, gently grinding against patos face, his tongue still working in and out of her as one of his hands came up to hold hers, her fingernails digging into the back of his hand.

“oh, babe, I think I’m close.”

“just let go, darling. I’m right here, I’ve got you.”

pato held her tightly, moving her hips gently against his face as he helped her through her high, evidence of her orgasm coating his face as he let her go, placing her shaky leg back on the ground as he stood up, wiping his face off on the bottom of his workout shirt before kissing her softly.

“I love you.”

“I love you more.” she laughed gently, pressing her body against his. he was hard, his cock poking at her body through his under armour sweats. “look at the sunset. it’s beautiful.”

pato smiled, pulling away from the hug to look out the picture window, where the sky was lit up in pink and orange as the sun began its descent. “it’s not as beautiful as you are.”

“aren’t you romantic.” she laughed, leaning over the back on the couch to watch the sun sink behind the trees, propping up her chin with her hand.

pato hugs her from behind, gently pressing kisses to her shoulders. “I have an idea.” he says in a sing-song tone.

“oh yeah?” she asks, a lilt of nonchalance in her voice as she places one of her hands over his. “what is it?”

“this.” pato says simply, pressing his hard on up against her bare ass, hiking her dress skirt up her waist. “let me make love to you in the sunlight, pretty girl. let me make you feel pretty.”

she giggled, leaning back against him as he started to undo the drawstring on his sweats. “take it away, lover boy.”

“with pleasure.”

he rolled his hips, slipping his cock inside of her in one solid movement. she braved her body against the back of the couch, their bodies illuminated by the setting sun as pato pulled her in by the waist, resting his head on her shoulder.

“fuck, pato, I love your cock.” she moaned, reaching behind her head to tangle her fingers in his hair, bucking her hips back against his.

he kept the gentle, soothing pace, thumbs rubbing circles on her skin as he kissed her neck.

“te amo, querida” pato spoke soft, sucking a hickey into her neck.

they would keep it up until the sun went down, going for another round tangled in the plush blankets on the floor, staring at the stars and laughing about nothing and everything.

and she knew that this was the way she would want it to be forever.

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leosxrealm · 2 months

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to whomever it may concern, i have a arthur leclerc x male reader fic coming out soon (royal au!!)

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unformula1 · 2 months

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everything new (AL12 x reader)

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series masterlist | previous part | next part

changes happen.

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pairing: arthur leclerc x reader | (ex) charles leclerc x reader

w/c: 1547

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a/n: lol. didn’t really know how to continue.

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You slowly rise from your sleep, still drowsy. When your surroundings come into focus, the first emotion that enters your heart is absolute sheer panic.

Where am I? What am I doing here?

It takes you a few seconds to remember the events of last night. The thoughts of those make you want to cry again, how you miss Charles and everything.

Then you remember Arthur’s hug and his smile.

Your body relaxes and you lean back onto the bed frame.

Wait.

Arthur only has one bed.

SHIT.

It’s too early for this.

You hop off the bed and sprint out of the room into the kitchen, where you expect Arthur to be. He is there.

He’s making breakfast when you storm into the kitchen.

“Good morning.” He says calmly.

“Did we sleep in the same bed?” You ask him.

“Oh. No. I slept on the couch.” He smiles.

You nod at Arthur.

Oh. Okay.

You definitely feel better than you did last night, letting all of it out really helped.

“Breakfast?” He presents you with some food.

“Uhm, yea. I’ll go… wash my face first…” You say.

“Yea, I prepared an extra towel for you. It’s the yellow one.”

“Oh… thank you.”

Honestly, you expected this from Arthur. The textbook definition of gentleman.

You wash your face and walk back out to the kitchen. Arthur slides the plate of food to you, taking his own and leading you to the dining room.

He sits down on a long cushioned bench, patting the side for you to sit and you do. He bites into his food but you sit there staring at your food.

Your mind is preoccupied with thoughts, everything that happened, everything that’s supposed to happen and everything that might happen. You stare blankly into your food.

Arthur chews his food, swallows it then asks you, “Is something wrong?”

Well yes.

“No, it’s just… thank you…” You say, hesitantly, “for last night.”

“No problem.” He smiles at you, that same smile again.

You scream internally.

You take a bite out of your food.

The breakfast silence is awkward, not too awkward but none of you want to say anything to the other.

You feel an ever-rising pressure to thank him again, for letting you come over and probably an apology for making him sleep on the couch.

He gets up once he’s done eating.

“Wait.” You say, which makes him turn to you and cock an eyebrow, “I’m sorry, you shouldn’t need to sleep on the couch, that was… really… selfish…”

Was that the right word? You hope so.

“No. It’s okay, really.” He smiles and shrugs.

“No. It really isn’t, and thank you for letting me come over unannounced and just… staying there for me.” You ramble.

You can’t remember the last time you said those words to someone, you never really needed to. You just bottled it up and hoped no one noticed, and Charles didn’t really let you ever rant to him.

You take a deep breath, “Yea. I really needed it.”

Arthur flashes another smile, this one slightly warmer, radiating sunlight kind of warm.

Your mind flashes back to last night and Arthur’s hug, his warm embrace and his hand holding yours. You really needed that, you desperately needed that, and Arthur gave it to you. You missed having someone who would genuinely help you.

You want to cry again.

Goddammit.

You didn’t want Arthur to have to deal with another teary mess from you, so you held it in.

Arthur made you feel safe.

You never wanted to leave but you had to… eventually.

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If you were being honest, you expected a few days with Arthur… not a few weeks.

You were in Arthur’s house for weeks. You almost felt invasive at some points but Arthur always shot those feelings down with the most warming hugs or the most comforting smiles.

Sure the first few days were equally tough, having sudden outbursts of tears and breaking down out of nowhere, but Arthur was always there… like he said. He was always willing to sit with you for a few hours while you cried.

You felt like a burden to him sometimes but he didn’t even think so. He made you feel safe in his embrace, like no one else could hurt you… ever.

One of those days was especially tough, you just had random memories float into your head and when those happened, you just started tearing up.

Midway through that day, Arthur suddenly walks into the living room, holding two coats.

“I’m going out. Join me.” He says, throwing you one of the coats.

You don’t really feel like going out but you will yourself to your feet and catch the coat, “To where?”

“Ice cream.” He deadpans.

You sigh and put on the coat.

“You don’t have to come.”

“No. I’ll come.”

Arthur smiles and leads you out the house onto the streets. It’s probably the first time you’d been on the streets in a few days. The cold wind blasts against you and you shudder. Arthur chuckles and holds you closer.

“Body heat.” He teases.

You laugh, for the first time too. It takes you by surprise too as you quickly stop and process that you just laughed.

Arthur seems pleasantly surprised by your laugh. He offers to hold your hand and you accept.

He walks you over to an ice cream truck.

“What would you like?” He asks you.

Being used to Charles knowing your order by heart, this reminds you of those times again and your tears threaten to spill but you hold them back.

“Uhm… yea two scoops, one strawberry and one chocolate.”

Arthur smiles and nods, turning to the truck vendor and ordering the ice creams.

He hands you yours. You take it and start licking it.

“It’s good non?” He chuckles.

You nod, while licking the ice cream. Crying for days on end made you forget how good ice cream was.

He throws his hand over your shoulders and walks with you. It, of course, reminds you of what Charles used to do.

Arthur and Charles had a lot in common, that wasn’t something uncommon, sometimes it kills you when you see Charles in Arthur. You try your best to get over this, repeating to yourself that Arthur is Arthur.

“I bought this coat for you. Was hoping you’d wear it.” He admits, still smiling.

“Really?” You smile, which also surprises you, “That’s sweet. It suits me.”

“Great!” He cheers. It makes you chuckle slightly as you gaze at him while he smiles.

His smile is… pretty.

“Feel better?” He asks warmly.

“Definitely.” You say.

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A few weeks pass and you realise you should probably get to your actual home.

“Thanks for… everything.” You say, swinging over the coat which he gave you.

“Text me… if you need.” Arthur replies.

You definitely would text back, you knew it would be hours before you started crying again. Being all alone in what used to be you and Charles’ house would definitely not help your situation.

Arthur opens his arms for a hug and you hug him. It’s a perfect embrace, as usual. He takes a few seconds to step back, he gazes into your eyes.

“I really…” You stutter slightly

I really love you…

“Yea… I really… thank you.”

It was definitely too soon for another one.

Arthur flashes you another smile, “Your welcome.”

You walked out and closed the door, taking a huge sigh. You didn’t really know what you felt toward Arthur, but you knew it was too soon for another one. You couldn’t even gather your emotions right now.

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Your apartment is dark, and stuffy. You turn on the lights and you see that a lot of the stuff is missing. Charles must’ve taken them away. You couldn’t care less. You throw your stuff onto the floor and walk into your bedroom, turning on the ceiling fan for ventilation.

The photo frame on the bedside table catches your attention. It’s Charles and you, when you two were still ‘forever in love’. You feel a sting strike your heart.

You walk over and place the photo frame faced down, taking deep breaths to cope with it. You had to get over Charles. He never loved you. Why should you?

You pull down all the photos you had of Charles left on the walls or on the tables, shoving them into a bag and throwing that bag into one corner.

As you take down the pictures, the different memories float into your head, which make you tear up but you just keep taking them down, like stepping over these memories as if they mean nothing to you.

Once you’re done, you throw yourself onto the bed. It’s late. You’re tired. You had gotten used to Arthur sleeping next to you; because after a few days in his house you let him sleep in the bed with you, since you felt guilty for kicking him out of his own bed.

You lie on the bed, staring into the ceiling again but this time you’re not thinking of Charles, you’re thinking of Arthur. You admired his patience with you, you loved how he would never be unavailable for you.

It really was something special.

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I really want to see the arthur leclerc x verstappen! male! reader since we dont have much of him

okay, if you want something driver based instead of this mafia fic, I will be writing it at some point :)

also sorry this took me so long to get out I tossed a few options here and there before deciding on this one :)

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Also…i know there’s all the shit going around about christian horner, i just want to say that i don’t condone his actions at all, and while I have left him in this fic, I am separating the character from the person.

also warnings: death, general mafia shittiness, homophobia, bad dad jos

arthur leclerc x male!verstappen!reader

“Ermitage will be safe for you, Y/N. It has kept Max safe for years and I trust their teachers. Professor Marko, who will teach english, Professor Horner who will teach history and public speaking, and Professor Dominicelli who is the head teacher all sing their praises of Max, and have helped your admission into the school. The school does not regularly take students mid year, however based on your prior behaviour and safety. I needed to send you here.”

Y/N scoffed at his fathers words. His ‘prior behaviour’ wasn’t all that bad. Max had been sent to this school for an arson attack that had almost resulted in the deaths of 5 people, including 3 of his dad’s own men. He was being sent to this school for running away from his bodyguards, drinking and making out with a boy. But Max was his father’s golden boy, and Y/N was the spare in case a rival gang took out Max. And he was sure that Max despised the 2 of the professors, based on his letters to Y/N. He seemed to adore Professor Horner, so maybe that would be Y/N’s respite.

As the car pulled up in front of the school and crunched on the gravel driveway, Y/N took a minute to admire it.

He smiled as he saw the young children running around near the junior school. He got out of the car, smiling as he felt the warm French sum combined with a small breeze. The car had pulled up on the other side of the driveway, in between 2 other buildings. One looked very traditional, however there had clearly been an extension or five as parts looked very modern with a lot of glass. The other building was gorgeous. The other building was very traditional, looking like one of Jos’ summer houses in Denmark, all white and clearly spacious, however it had a metal spiral staircase on the outside that led to the roof. Jos would’ve killed a builder if that had been left there at their house. It made the building look less professional, and even Y/N wasn’t sure that he liked it.

Y/N watched as 3 men came out from the doors of the building. The 2 in front, both had greying hair and stern expressions, whispering amongst each other, while making disgusted looks towards Y/N. The third looked a little younger and shorter, with grey hair, attempting to look serious and stern as he walked towards the 2 with Y/N’s big brother in tow. Y/N smiled as his brother walked out with the teachers. He looked happy and better and less like he’d just torched a building than the last time he had seen him. Max whispered something in the younger man’s ears and the mask of sterness dropped to smile at the boy.

The group reached the pair of Verstappens, and Max let his guard down a little after shaking hands with their dad to give his baby brother a big bear hug, and provide some intel.

“Who’d he catch you with, huh?”

“Liam. At least it wasn’t bloody Frederik or he’d be here to inform you that I got caught up in the crossfire of a shooting and my funeral is tomorrow.”

“It was simply a matter of time. Anyway, you will like it here. Try and steer clear of Marko, he is incredibly strict and if it was still legal he would hang you from your arms from the roof until your shoulders dislocated. You will barely see Dominicelli, he just rocks up to greet you now, and you will never see him again. Horner is also our housemaster. He’s amazing. He’ll like you. He kinda adopted me after I told him how much of an asshole dear father is.”

“Okay.” Y/N smiled tensely as he pulled himself out of his brother’s hug and turned to greet the 3 strangers.

The first one looked old, as in old enough to retire, and had a stern face, as in someone who would scold you for laughing too hard. Someone after his fathers’ own heart he presumed. He held his hand out, and the man took it, shook it once, and then dropped his hand, as if disgusted to be touching ‘someone like Y/N’. So an old homophobe then. He then turned around and started talking to Jos, and Y/n tried to eavesdrop as he met the other men.

“Lawson has been dealt with, I’m just concerned about…”

The 2nd man, held out his hand and shook Y/n’s twice which was an improvement, at least until he dropped it.

“...he sort of always showed signs but I never thought…”

Then he tried to discreetly wipe his hand on his pants.

“...The Mercedes guys were there, if they had realised who he was…”

Y/N picked it up, and looked down at the ground, slightly awkward, unsure of what to do as the final teacher approached him.

“...Hamilton is pissed, one of his men was caught in the crossfire of trying to get Y/N out…”

Professor Horner immediately engulfed him in a tight hug.

“...see the problem is I can’t explain to anyone why they were shot in a random club on a random thursday to get my son out…”

It was the first time for a long time that Y/N was getting a hug from someone older like her dad’s age. He was so shocked that he missed the next part of Jos and Helmut’s conversation and strained to hear the next part.

“...i can’t tell them my son was in there…so now it looks like i shot up a nightclub for no reason…”

Christian started reassuring him in his ears about how he was safe here and whatnot, but all Y/N was thinking was about how he was preventing him from properly eavesdropping the conversation

“...No, no one important, a lackyman, Aron or something…”

Y/N could feel his heart drop. Paul was dead? He’d known Liam was dead, Jos had used him as an example, but he hasn’t even known that Paul was at the nightclub.

“...it’s done, there’s 2 dead bodies to dispose of, which im gonna do when i get back, but just keep an eye on him please…”

Christian seemed to realise the internal struggle that Y/N was having and started hugging him tighter to make him feel better.

“...He’s gonna get everyone killed and he will only realise when he loses his brother the consequences his actions have…”

‘I KNOW WHAT CONSEQUENCES MY ACTIONS HAVE DAD, YOU KILLED MY KIND OF BOYFRIEND IN FRONT OF ME!’ Y/N wanted to scream at his dad, but that would make him realise that he was eavesdropping and why he was actually here.

Christian felt him tense and tried to sooth him into the hug.

“Alright, that’s enough, Christian, how about we head inside?”

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Arthur could recognise the boy walking in, but he couldn’t see the father which would help if he could work out why his body was in fight and flight mode as the boy had seen him, waved and smiled at him.

A memory flashed, of a meeting him and all his brothers together in a meeting room, as their father ran them through their highest enemies. He could remember the smile of a kid his age. He remembered Lorenzo asking how a 5 year old could be a threat…he doesn’t remember the rest or why this kid is a threat, but he remembers the goofy smile, the smile that was being flashed his way now, and the eyes that held so much happiness that seemed to hold a lot more pain now.

He couldn’t remember why this kid was in the powerpoint, so he supposed it was okay and irrelevant and smiled back, before being hurried on by Lorenzo.

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zcorners120 · 2 years

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the bracelet was so good ! i was wondering if you were going to make a pt 2 maybe with some drivers reactions ?

ty! ofc i will <;3 PART ONE MASTER LIST

arthur leclerc x fem!reader

The bracelet {two}

synopsis; Arthur's lucky bracelet was found on his sworn enemy's wrist after her extreme crash, what do people think?

warnings; 18+ S M U T, edging, unprotected sex, oral!male receiving, swearing, orgasm denial!male

Buried in the mountain of comforters, pillows, blankets and duvets, you felt your mum's hand brush your face softly.

"Mama, I promise you I'm fine." You whined, getting hot and feeling sticky against the layers.

"No Y/N, you are not fine mijn lieveling. I saw you come out of the fire so you need to rest." Her Dutch accent prominent, as she turns around to see Max and your dad walk in.

"Sophie, she's fine. The champ walked out without harm." Your dad beamed proudly, much to your mother's tutting dismay.

You looked down onto your phone and checked the F3 group chat as you haven't been on there since the crash.

F3 FUCKERS

Bearman

UHM Y/N WEARING ARTH'S BRACELET!?

Colapinto

Holy shit !?

Saucy

Congrats Arth, u did it bud

The messages didn't end from everyone talking and sending clips of the crash, as well as the paparazzi pictures of the bracelet. You decided to send a message for peace of mind.

F3 FUCKERS

Yes, you're all correct to worship me because

of my cool crash.

{Y/N has sent an attachment.}

You sent a picture of the bracelet on your wrist just to stir things up, you liked the overreactions from them. As you slowly saw all of them open the picture, the notifications wouldn't stop rolling in as you smile at your phone.

"Well since she's fine I guess I can ask the question of; why the hell is Arthur Leclerc's bracelet on your wrist?" Max butts in, getting increasingly mad at the end of his question.

Your eyes widened as he carefully takes your wrist, analysing the bracelet.

"He gave it to me. So I wouldn't get into another accident." You said blankly, not to arouse suspicion.

"That's very kind of him sweetie." Sophie said politely, exiting the room with Jos behind her.

They were more focused on Max's career, with him being in F1 they found to prioritise him more. You didn't mind it, as you didn't have as much pressure with their peery eyes, and they didn't recognise apprehensive things like you and Arthur.

"Even though mama and pa don't know how weird this is, I do as I pay attention to who you're with in paddocks. You and Arthur hate each other, why has he given you his beloved bracelet?" Max conspired, sitting down next to you on your bed.

"Did you see the article about Arthur punching a reporter?" You spoke, watching as Max slowly nodded his head. "He did it for me, there's a video somewhere of him asking me creepy questions and he helped me."

"So he's doing my job of protecting you?" He shot, taking offense.

"Max, I'm 19. And us hating each other was a huge misunderstanding, he explained that he actually likes me but the same reporter spread lies about me to him." You explained, rambling on.

"Wait, wait. He likes you? Snoepje, there is no way that's happening." He ignored the vital context behind the potential relationship and took the affirmative role of the over protective older brother.

"Well isn't it good for you that we don't live together anymore, and I'm an adult." You teased, sticking your tongue out to annoy him.

"I can stay here as long as necessary, maybe even live here part time whilst we're both in race season and I can-" He drawls, finding an excuse to split you two apart, as you tune his voice out.

The notification buzzed against your arm, like a victory tune to escape Max.

Arthur Leclerc

Still on for tonight? :)

You smiled in the spotlight of your phone screen, thinking of how to reply before the phone gets snatched out of your grasp.

"You're going out with him?" He dramatically gasps, as he starts frolicking around your room in shock.

"Give me back my phone!" You shout, jumping up from the bed to chase him.

"Ahhh! Mama she's hurting me!" He shrieks, instantly giving you memories from when you used to live together as kids and constantly bicker.

You managed to corner him and snatch the phone back, smiling victorious. He prances off to tell Mama and Pa that you were meeting him, telling on you like an 8 year old would.

Arthur Leclerc

Still on for tonight? :)

Yep! Where we going?

You anxiously wait for a response, as you hear the echoes of Max complaining to Mama and Pa.

Arthur Leclerc

Still on for tonight? :)

Yep! Where we going?

Le Louis XV-Alain Ducasse, I'll pick you up at 7.

'Holy shit. That's one of the fanciest restaurants in Monaco, and he's taking me there for a first date?' You thought to yourself, how rich is he?

Arthur Leclerc

See you then. ;)

It was already 4, so you headed straight into the shower and started getting ready for the night.

You decided to wearing a stunning silk gown in which the bodice was a corset. It wasn't too casual, but not too much for a first date which you found perfect.

Clipping the backing of your earring, you hear the doorbell ring to which your mother immediately jumps at.

"Ms Kumpen, it's a pleasure to see you." You heard Arthur's deep voice say from the other room, probably followed with a handful of hugs.

You walk out into the living room just as Pa was introducing himself.

"Good evening Cherie." Arthur greets, taking your hand and kissing the top of it gracefully as you blush.

"Good evening." You hushed, smiling like a schoolgirl.

"I got flowers for you and your mother." He said before turning around, and gracing the both of you with two huge bouquets from the best florist in Monte Carlo.

"Thank you so much Arth." You praised, you and your mother pulling him into a hug.

"Alright, Leclerc too much touching." Max says, bursting in from some room.

"Max, pleas-" You tried to stop him, embarrassed.

"No. You hurt her Leclerc, I swear to God you better start prayi-" He threatened, mean whilst Arthur looked unphased.

You clung onto Arthur's arm, backing him into the apartment hallway.

"Alright, we're gonna go, bye!" You rushed, making a beeline to elevator.

"Okay, we're going back to the hotel! Have fun!" Mama called out.

You made some polite small talk as you walk into the grand reception of your apartment complex, the large chandelier casting great mood lighting before you walk out into the swarm of paparazzi flashes.

"Y/N, are you and Arthur dating now?"

"What happened to hating each other?"

You managed to escape the questions right as Arthur opened his car door for you and driving off.

"You look beautiful, mon ange." He admits, resting his large hand on your thigh.

"You look pretty handsome yourself." You laugh, watching as his other hand calmly steers alone.

His thumb slowly circled your thigh, watching as you bit your lip in anticipation.

"Don't bite your lip. That's my job." He spoke, winking as he watched your cheeks blush a deep red.

'So, this is the mood for the night? No problem.' You thought to yourself, conjuring up lots of different plans on how he'll be yours by the end of the night.

"Yeah? Will I get to see you do that job?" You tease, watching as he lost focus of the road ahead, and looked you straight in the eyes.

"A true gentleman never says." He met your level, still looking at you as he gradually sped up on the road.

His suit fit him perfectly, his shirt hiding his perfectly sculpted abs as you could see the veins that were adorning his hand gliding up and down your thigh.

"Eyes on the road, playboy." You broke eye contact, looking ahead of you to see some oncoming traffic.

"Do you not trust me?" His accent stated, low and powerful.

"I do, but not when you're not looking at the road." You said, looking at him to realise he never stopped analysing you.

He swerved the car in front of him perfectly, as your breath hitches. You grabbed the hand that was resting on your thigh, as he looked back onto the road to ease your worries.

"Is that how you impress all the girls that come into your car?" You giggled, wondering if you were right or not.

"No. They don't get treated like you do, you're different than them and I can feel that." He confessed, right as he pulled up to the valet, leaving you speechless.

He opened the door for you and held your hand out, muttering an incoherent word of gratitude for the man taking the keys.

"Good evening sir, do you have a reservation with us?" The woman behind the desk spoke, pushing her chest forward as she played with her hair.

"Leclerc. 7 o'clock." He said stiffly, looking at his watch for the time.

"Okay Mr Leclerc, I'll be with you in a second to bring you to your table." She got up slowly, winking at him, completely dismissing that you were next to him.

Her attempt at seducing him was pathetic, swinging her hips as she went to the waiter. You shot her a glance that could kill, as Arthur laughs.

"Jealous there, Amor?" He smiled proudly, snaking a hand around your waist as he pulled you in close.

"Nope." You denied, remaining stubborn as the receptionist came back and asked the two of you to follow her.

"Your waiter will be with you shortly, enjoy." She put a hand on Arthur's shoulder before walking off.

You scoff, thinking it's unbelievable to do such a thing in front of you.

The waiter eventually came as you both ordered some wine, to which Arthur argued and got one of the most expensive bottles in the restaurant.

"Should I start expecting a second date here Mr Leclerc?" You joked, swirling the wine glass with the magical alcohol.

"You should start expecting hundreds more." He laughed, drinking some wine out of his glass, as you both waited for your meals.

"I'll have to thank you some way for this then." You teased, taking the risk as you glide your foot onto his leg, watching his breath hitch.

"I think you've already got your own idea hm?" He breathed out, struggling to concentrate under your touch.

"I can think of a couple ways." You said seductively, as you both began to play footsies under the table like 15 year olds.

Your meals arrived, expensive and of course tiny, but you didn't mind if you were getting into some funny business later.

"Arth?" You grab his attention as you both finish your dinner, taking a sip of wine.

"Hmm?" He hums, looking at you with adoration in his eyes.

"How about we skip dessert here, and you can have it at your apartment?" You suggest cautiously, holding his hand to make sure your insinuations have gotten across clearly.

You watched as his eyes nearly bulged out of his head, his cheeks become a cute wine stain as his freckles stood out amongst it.

"Oh shit, absolutely. Can I get the cheque?" You giggled as he hurries the waiter over and pays straight away, despite you wanting to split it.

"No time for splitting when we have something more important to attend to." He rushed, calmly getting you inside the car and hopped over to get the keys from the valet.

He once again had his protective hand on your thigh whilst speeding down the Monegasque highway. You watched as his hand slowly got higher and higher, before you put a stop to it.

"Oh, sorry. Are you sure you want to do this?" He immediately recoils, thinking he did something wrong.

You just hum a hushed 'mhm', before putting a hand directly on the growing tent in his trousers.

He gulped loudly, letting you slowly unzip his trousers and pulling down the waistband of his boxers to reveal his hard cock, standing tall.

He smirks as he feels you stop in shock, his ego definitely getting a boost. To stop him from getting the confidence up even more, you run your thumb over his slit, immediately hearing him gasp slightly.

His cock pulsated as you took it in your mouth, leaning over the console area of the car. You took all that you could of him in your mouth, using your hand to satisfy whatever left as you slightly gagged.

Pulling back up, you spat on his cock, working your hand up and down, feeling the veins flex against your palm. You go back down, feeling him take a hand in your softly and guide you.

"Merde, tu vas si bien mon amour." You heard him whimper, as he carried on murmuring sweet nothings in French.

"Je suis si proche putain.." He started loosing attention on the road as you were pleasuring him so well, that you decided to pull up.

He was close, and made it abundantly clear as his tip started leaking small drops of precum. You leaned back into your seat, and straightened your dress, wiping your mouth with the back of your hand.

"I was close Amor, why tease me like this?" He complained, looking at his throbbing cock in desperation.

"You can wait till we're home." You teased, loving the control.

"That's pretty unfair, no? Just you wait to see how I'll handle you." He said lowly, and that got you pretty excited as he zipped himself back up.

Arriving at the apartment he opened the door for you into the living room, immediately picking you up into the bedroom.

"Arth, put me down!" You laughed, him carrying you like a piece of paper.

"We'll see who's whimpering now." Dropping you gently on the bed, he took off your heels and starting kissing his way around your body, finishing by kissing you directly.

Unzipping your dress, he revealed an amazing set of red lace lingerie you put on just in case, as you internally thanked yourself.

"Even got my colour on for me huh?" He licked his lips, taking his shirt off and flexing his delicious muscles. As he took off his clothes and was left in his boxers, he sat on the bed and pulled you directly on top of him.

He pulled you in for a kiss, your tongues battling for dominance as he won, with you moaning into his mouth, only getting him more excited.

You grinded against his erection, as he pulled away from your mouth and attacked your neck, finding your sweet spot straight away as he started marking his girl. Sucking and biting, he left a nice bruise just to show everyone who's you were.

He flipped you over, caging you in with his veiny arms as he kissed your breasts, sucking on your nipples as he went further and further down.

"You want this right ange?" He asked again, making sure you completely approved.

"Mhm, so shut up and fuck me." You were desperate, watching as he immediately ripped off your panties, chucking them away as they were in shreds.

"Arthhh, they cost so much!" You whimpered, watching as he looked at you with a blank expression.

"It was worth it for this view. I'll buy you every lingerie store in Monte Carlo for all I care." He blurted, leaning over to his wallet.

You watched confused, wondering what he was doing, until he pulled out a silver packet and his debit card.

"Pin is 2957." He snarled, slotting the card into your bra as he opens the condom packet.

You looked at him shocked, but your mouth truly dropped when he quickly inserted his thick and lengthy cock directly into you, without warning. You both moan out at the stretch, feeling every inch slowly go in.

"Ohh shit." You moan out, as he slams back into you, watching as his eyes shut.

"Tu es si serré." He groaned out, as he flipped you over into doggy, smacking your ass before he set a steady pace with his cock slamming into your wet cunt.

He started going harder and harder as you couldn't keep your moaning under control, hearing the headboard slam against his wall.

"I'm so close Arth." You squealed out, as his balls smacked against you fast and hard.

You felt his hand snake around your stomach with his long fingers rub your clit in just the right way. You felt yourself let go, as your legs shook uncontrollably, gracing you with the best orgasm you'd ever had.

"Let it go, ma belle." He said, fucking into you faster than imaginable.

Squeezing your eyes shut you could see stars, as you could feel his thrusts becoming sloppier. Your hole pulsated against his cock, as you turned around and let him cum in your mouth.

His cum splattered on your tongue in sporadic bursts, as he moaned your name. Looking at you on your knees with his cum in your mouth, he couldn't control himself.

You licked it all up with your one finger, making eye contact with him as you lay back against his bed. He got up and got a towel and cleaned both of you up immediately.

"Shit, that was so good Cherie." He praised you, as he passed you one of his tops before getting under the duvet.

"I could say the same Artie." You hushed out, your eyes getting heavy as he pulls you in to spoon you.

He hugs you from behind and doesn't let his arm move from where he's draped it over your stomach, protectively.

A/N; i havent checked this over so hopefully it's alright lmao, don't think ive written the smut too well but if you want me to change anything or add something on then message me!

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