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felixthexlll · 2 years

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•Little Minx•

[MV|1🇳🇱]

A/N: I changes it up a bit because I was having a hard time getting other ideas, I hope its good if not just send another request. Also most of this was written on my phone during my free time at work so the format is definitely fucked 😂.

Request: Hellooo! I saw your post about requests, so can I pretty please have a Max Verstappen one?In which reader is Horner’s child, and knows Max from a long time ago but she only seems him as a cute;) friend and Max has like a huge crush on reader, and on a race weekend reader is going to attend and she starts flirting with another driver (it could be anyone you want🙈) and Max gets jealous, after the race ends he’s going to ask her out but he sees her going on a date/party with the other driver! Idk it can be super fluff or super angst, maybeee a mix. Maybe it has potential like we never really get jealous! Max but in a more innocent way? Like it’s always dark, possessive jealous! Max and I think my boy can be super cute too, either way thanks ly❤️

[Smut, some vulgar language, jealous!max]

18+, MDNI, please this is a bit filthy.

Since the beginning of your existence, you were the apple of your father's eye, a true daddy's girl. Even before your birth, your father spoiled you, and it certainly didn't change after you were born either. He loved you with every fibber of his being, and it certainly wasn’t a one way street. Wherever Christian was, people where sure you weren’t far behind, trailing on his coat tails in your puffy navy blue tutu with RedBull ear defenders on.

Your presence was something people always expect, your childhood was spent mostly in the paddock with the roar of cars around you and the smell of rubber and oil filling your nose; its where you belonged. Formula 1 was your life and your family.

That goes for the many of drivers that passed through those Miltion Key doors, they all saw you as a niece of sorts. The days they would spend playing games with you when they should have been in a meeting, or the hours of hide and seek when they should have sim work. It was never a problem when Christian would see the bright smile on your face while your whipping around the factory floor in your Fernando Alonso kart with the many of workers cheering you on, you where your father’s favorite World Campion.

As time passed you grew into a beautiful young woman, many loved you. Once you turned 15 you became a wild child, you had no friends your age as your father decided to homeschool you, he made sure to include F1 into your homeschooling education, Christian didn’t think anyone could give you a better education than he could.

You couldn't lie that growing up surrounded by attractive athletes hadn't given you a bit of an ego, it was hard not to when everyone loves you and would do whatever for you. When more of the drivers your age started getting seats it made you excited, the prospect of boys was nearly impossible with your dad.

When the time came for a certain blue-eyed Dutch boy to join the team you were already considered the Queen of the Red Bull paddock, many of the young drivers enjoying your company and chats when the time allowed. You couldn't lie and say you didn't think he was adorable, he was so sweet, shy and polite; how times have changed. The sweet innocent Max has been replaced by the Max we know to date, a cocky young man with the natural born talent of winning. Of course, he deserves it and the praise, and you can't help the flutter in your tummy at his ferocious game face and determination, he really is a lion.

It was the Monte Carlo Gp, and it was your first race in three years. After your 18th you decide to go into the world on your own and leave the shelter of F1. In your time away you made a name for yourself as a fashion designer, already in your 4th years of business you are going head to head with Louis Vuitton, Versace, and Gucci. You where so excited about the weekend and couldn't wait to see your dad. Due to covid and work you had only got to see him 3 times in the last 5 years.

The second you stepped on the track you felt like a child again, the feeling of your tutu and dad's warm hand holding yours still fresh in your mind. The paddock was busting with life and so was the hospitality. Many of the workers and volunteers greeted you on your way through, all of them complimenting you on your appearance as well as success.

As soon as you landed in the garage your eyes were out for your father, you spotted him beside the RB18.“Dad!” His head whipped around at a breakneck pace just in time for him to catch you from your running hug. “My Princess, oh God it's been too long, look at you!” He made a gesture to you which caused you to do a little twirl while giggling like a fool.

You can feel his deep blues piercing into you, he looks so different from when he first joined RB. The facial hair and growth spurt definitely made a change in his appearance, he definitely filled out as-well. The boy that you once where able to look in the eyes now towered over you, his gaze was dark an held a look you weren’t able to place. “Hi Maxie” you gave him a sweet smile and wrapped your arms around him, he feel like he was being electrocuted with how tense he was.

Max could smell your perfume and it drove him wild, you looked so hot in your black mini skirt and RB team wear. He never expected this to be his reaction to seeing you after so long, once he heard that you were coming to this race the poor boy almost had a meltdown. When he first joined the team he couldn't help but crush on you, but as time went on his innocent crush toom a dark turn.

He remembers the night spent fisting his angry cock at the thought of you bent over his car, he was a nasty hormonal teen, to say the least. He always thought it would get better with time; it didn't.

Once you moved out onto your own he thought he would finally be able to get some peace, but oh boy was he wrong. Every photo you took and every move you made was plastered all over his Instagram. It was like God was torturing him every time one of your raunchy photoshoots appeared on his phone. Hours he spent moaning your name just for no response. Oh how Max wanted you, you were like the forbidden fruit dangling in front of him but knew if your dad caught wind of his feelings for you he would be dead. He's been on the receiving end of Christians' rants about your dating choices more times than he can count. He could have virtually anyone he wanted but no, he wanted you; He needed you.

The sour look on his face threw you off, you didn't know what you had done for such a response but you brushed it off. Your dad made it known that the garage, was about to get very busy so you excused yourself till the beginning of practice. The sport had changed since the last time you were last there, it was strange to feel lost around the paddock you grew up in.

Your wandering was cut short by a shout of your name, the face of Sebastian Vettel made itself into your vision. He was standing off to the side of the Mclaren garage talking with a group of other drivers, the wave of his hand motioned you over to join. “Uncle Seb!” He was always your favorite of the drivers from your childhood other than Button, your favorite pastime was spent with you sitting on his lap as you stuck stickers all over his face. “You look so beautiful, I remember when you were just up to my waist” You couldn't help but blush and look at the others drivers standing in front of you. Their gazes felt heavy, you could feel many of them starting at the skirt you had on. “I’m also 23, it would be embarrassing if I was still 1.47m” “True, but have you grown much?” Ah now that's the Sebastian you are used to. You're sure you match Charles's suit with how red you are, and you are sure that you pouting like a child.

Daniel started to laugh at the look on your face. His arms come around your shoulders and pull you into his chest. “Don't be sad Princess it's good being short, easier to throw around.” He has a grin on his face like the Cheshire cat when you look up at him, you are so tempted to reach up and slap it off his face. The other boys around you snickering at his comment, the look they are giving you is predatory. After Daniels's comment, Sebastian took the initiative to introduce the rest of the group, Lando, Charles, Carlos, and Pierre. You all took turns making small talk about each other's personal lives. The time flew fast with the constant chatter, you all bouncing off each other like an elastic. “Y/N” Lando made eye contact with him before you did, the look on his face said it all. He was fuming at the closeness of the other boys, they didn't know you as he did, and they don't deserve to be that close to you. The thoughts rushed like a whirlwind as he marched over to you. “Let go practice starts in 30 and your dad wants you” You didn't even have time to formulate a response before he dragged you back to the Bulls, you quickly wave to the other boys and turn back to face Max. His grip on your wrist is right and the impression of his hand is left behind as you rip it from his palm, your face turns into a scowl as you rub the red mark. He refuses to knowledge you until your steps capture to a halt, if looks could kill then he would most certainly be dead. “Look Max I don't know what your problem is but you better knock it off, I haven't done anything to you nor have we spoken in years. You better sort out whatever issues your having and leave me out of it.” Your words tasted bitter on your tongue. “I can't believe I was excited to see you” These words left Max stunned. You were excited to see him? He didn't even get the change to say anything before you disappeared into the sea of blue. Shit

There wasn't any time to clear the air before practice started, you were hoping maybe he would apologize before he got into the car but he never did. You felt utterly ridiculous for being so upset about what happened, during the whole race all you could think about was what was wrong. It hurt for Max to treat you so coldly as it being you two used to be as thick as thieves. When you were younger you have a crush on Max but due to the circumstances you never did much about it. It was a fleeting thing as you dated people after, or so you thought. Sometimes you can't help but think of him, especially in your neediest of times. Over the years you made sure to keep tabs on him, slightly frowning everytime a picture of him an a girl appeared on your ‘for you’ page. Part of you hopped that when you returned it would be just like old times, oh boy how you where wrong.

When practice ended you made sure to leave before he even got out of the car, you gave a quick goodbye to your dad and made your way out of the track. “Y/N! Wait up!” The brits voice caused you to turn around, you were surprised to see George Russell jogging to catch up, this was your first time talking. “Hey, George what's up?” When he came to stand before you you couldn't help but notice his soft smirk. “Hey, so me and the guys are going out tonight and, well, we wanted to know if you wanted to come. Some of the others drivers girlfriends will be there too, but if you don't want to that's fine.” It was a pleasant surprise and it made you smile. “Yeah of course, I'd love to come.” his purely whites shone in the sun.

The taxi ride to Jimmy'z was a short one, people were sprawled all over, and the party of Monte Carlo sport was in full swing. The music was so loud it filled almost all your senses when you walked in. Sweaty body's grinding against each other in a sea of alcohol and sex. You spotted a mop of curly brown hair amongst the crowd. Pushing through the crowd to make your way to the area they are in. Needy hands roam your body on the way through, the air is thick and you can feel the base of the music resonating in your chest. The lights drown the room and the giant disco ball gleamed brightly in the light while the dj hyped up the crowd and the gogo girls danced around.

“Hey guys!” Daniel was the closest to you meaning he was the only one who heard you over the music. “Y/N! You made it” His large figure swallows you in an embrace, the scent of his perfume is strong but so is the smell of alcohol. You could see from the glossiness of his eyes and the lopsided smirk he was already sloshed. Heidi quickly pulled you into a hug as soon as Daniel released you. “I’m so excited to meet you, I love your newest winter line I literally can't stop wearing it!” You couldn't help but laugh at her statement. “Thank you! I'm actively working on my summer line right now this is a piece from the collection!” You gesture to the dress you are wearing currently, the silk tight-fitting slip dress with a cowl neckline. Intricate yet delicate embroidered silver stars speckle it, a matching set of Akoya pearls adorn your neck and wrist. You dressed to impress tonight and it's your full intention, you desperately wanted a distraction from the racing thought of Max you have been having since earlier.

The others joyously said hello giving hugs and kisses on the cheek. You swept over the group taking a headcount of your friends. The breath catches in your throat the second your eyes rake over him, the tight white button-up rolled at the elbows, the navy blue suite pants. God he looked delicious. He had a hungry look that sent tremors down your spine, you could tell he was picking you apart with his eyes most certainly undressing you. Shots and bottle service were brought to your table, you all busiedyourself with grabbing a one

“To Monte Carlo, chin chin!”

“Chin chin!”

He stared you down as he took his shot, it was going to be a long night.

After several drinks you found yourself on the dance floor, you went back and forth between dancing with your friends and strangers. The alcohol felt like fire coursing through your body warming you from the inside, the sweat was sticky on your skin. You felt bubbly and hazy as you made your way through the crowd to the toilet. The second your back hit the wall it was lie you snapped out of everything. Those blue eyes piercing into your soul as he leaned down to get in your face. You could feel the anger radiating of him, his warm breath fans across your face.

“What the fuck do you think you are doing huh?” His words confused you but you quickly came too and pushed him away, he stubbles back shaking his head. “No, whats your problem Verstappen!?” The chuckle he let out was dark, way different from the laugh you are used to from him. He backed you into the wall again, not stopping until he was pressing himself into you, he lowered his head to get in your face again. You cant help but feel intimidated, you didn’t know Max could act like this, you couldn’t even look at him focusing your gaze to the arm placed beside your head. His knuckles are white from gripping so hard, the words come out in a sneer. “You, your my fucking problem.” It feels like you got punched in the chest, all the air has been stolen out of your lungs.

You make eye contact again, his pupils are blown out making his baby blue almost black, he looks ready to tear you apart. “Why, what did I do?” You sounded small and pitiful, the sadnesses evident in your voice, your eyes started stinging as the tears welled up. His hard gaze softened and he reached up to cup your face. “You don’t know how hard it’s been trying to stay away from you, you have no idea what the fuck you do to me. I’ve wanted you since I was 17 and I cant fucking take it anymore.” You where now painfully aware of his straining erection in his pants, its pressed tightly against your hip. He growls at the look on your face, wide teary eyes and swollen parted lips. Max can’t help but grind into you involuntary he immediately regrets it and makes a move to apologise until he felt you press back against him. Pink tongue peeks out to wet your lips in anticipation, small hand reach out to grasp at his shirt pulling.

A pathetic whimper leaves your throat and you swear you can feel his cock twitch. “Maxie please, I don’t want to wait anymore” The words where all Max needed before he dragged you up and out of the club. You don’t speak on the way to his flat, the moment your inside he’s all over you. Its like he’s hell bound on stealing the breath from your lung, his heavy calloused hands palming your ass through your dress. Your eyes where closes when you pulled away, his hand came up to cup your face, his thumb gently stroking your cheek. His eyes where still blown out but now he seemed calmer. “I’m sorry for being a ass” his voice was quiet but yours was quieter. “Its ok” “No, no its not.” He let put a deep sigh “I have loved you since I was 17, I regret not saying anything to you years ago but I was scared, sacred you wouldn’t like me and scared of your dad. I have tried to replace you with other women but it doesn’t work. You have my heart and it pisses me off because I cant control my feelings for you.” His confession almost knocked you off your feet. So many thoughts rushed into your head all at once, it made you dizzy.

The feeling of your soft fingertip on his face ignited a fire in his core, he could feel goose pimples along his skin. He moves his hands up to caress yours placing a soft kiss on the inside of your right palm. “I wish you would have told me years ago max, it would have saved us a-lot of heartache” The gasp that left his lips made your knees weak along with the look in his widened eyes. The tension was thick enough to choke you, but you couldn’t take it anymore. Your fingers curl around the collar of his shirt and smash your lips against him. Its hungry and full of lust causing soft gasps and moans to slip out of you both.

The move to the bedroom was a messy one, you both knocking things over on your way but Max could care less, all he wanted was for you to be writhing underneath him. It was only .46 seconds before you found yourself pressed against the bed in just your panties, your beautiful dress now lays tore at his feet. His grin shows just how happy he is about the situation and his hands coming to caress your soft skin. Max couldn’t believe it, after all these years he finally had you, it was almost like a dream. “Je bent zo mooi schatje”

You pulled him into a kiss again with yoour finguers tangling into his soft hair tugging on it gently. He lets out a grunt quickly grinding himself against you, his cock was painfully throbbing and you could feel it. “Off” Almost ripping the shirt off himself in a rush to feel your skin against his. Max leant over and took one of your breast into his mouth and rolls his tongue over your nipple. The sensation has your back arching off the bed his mouth feeling incredible against your hot skin. “Fuck Max, please, please just fuck me” His mouth on your chest felt like torture, any other day you would have love the foreplay but after blue balling yourselfs for years it was pointless.

There was no hesitation from him as we shucked his pants and boxers off. As soon as they came off his cock sprung out causing a sigh to fall from his swollen lips. The tip was an angry red and obvious pre cum dripped from it, he looked delicious and it made your mouth water. A squeak slipped from your lips as he pulled you by your thighs to be flush against him, the look he gives you makes you shudder. The soft feeling of his fingers on your hips has a blush setting on your cheeks is firm gaze on your face as he pulls your panties down and chucking them somewhere in the room. His thick fingers run through your folds collecting your slick the soft moans that fall from your mouth spur him on.

The feeling of him entering you was almost enough alone to have you seeing stars, his thick cock stretched you out deliciously. He presses a soft passionate kiss against your lips as he seaths himself fully inside you. The moan you let out when he bottoms out is akin to a choking sound, he doesn’t even give you the time to adjust before he’s fucking into you at a rabid pace. The feeling of you around him made him mad, he felt like a wild animal with only one goal; fuck the shit out of you. “Ahh fuck max!” You feel his grip on your thighs tighten, your sure that he will use bruises behind. “Y/N, shit you feel so tight” The sound of him trusting into you was crude, he couldn’t help but look down at where you where connected; fuck. Max found it hard to look away, your so wet that the inside of your thighs are glistening and transferring onto him, a ring of pre cum at the base of his dick. A moan escapes his throat when he saw the bulge of his cock inside of you. Some lever switched in his head at made him go feral, the sudden change of position into a breeding press made your breath hitch. “Fuck,Max!”

Your loud moans spurred him one releasing the farel animal inside of him. The way he was thrusting into you was sure to leave you cervix bruised. He felt your legs tightening around him while you uses your heels to push him closer to you, the panting of his breath fanned across your neck where he had his head buried. Every so often he would bite and suck a hard mark onto you, dark maroon marks littered your chest and neck like stars in the sky.

Max could feel the way you tightened around his cock, it was like a choking grip and the feeling causes him to growl. “Max, i-i-fuck” The feeling of your oncoming orgasm was rapidly approaching. “I know liefde, cum for me baby” His hand on your hip move to between your legs rubbing your clit. A choked sob leaves your mouth as your grip on his back tightens, your nails surely biting into his skin leaving marks. Your moans become louder as your high approches, Max can feel himself getting closer, his thrust become sloppier as he prepares to pull out. “Maxie, please cum inside me” He pulls his head out of your neck to stare you down, the look in his eyes fuels your firer even more moving your hips to meet his. The feeling of his hand wrapping around your neck is your tipping point the orgasm hitting you so hard that your legs start to shake and tears roll down your cheeks. Max came not to long after, the fucked out look on your face aswell as the why your pussy was milling him was just to much for him to try and fight. The heavy panting of breath and soft kissing was the only sound that filled the room, he still sat fulling inside you. “Did you mean it when you said you loved me?” Max looked into your eyes and gave you a winning smile. “Every word” Maybe he was the World Champion, but he will always be your lion.

A/N: SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG :(! I couldn’t help myself but to write smut, sorry if it’s not accurate or the best; I’m a gay man so 👀. Also for some context, Jimmy’z is a VIP club in Monte Carlo, its at the Monte Carlo Sport event centre (its where the GP happens) and a couple blockes away from Larvotto beach. Max is seen often here and he’s also mentioned it his favourite to the point where he named his cat after it. Also ‘Chin chin’ is a type of cheers here, its supposed to be the sound of glasses clinking together. Ps, I’ve been seeing alot of people being confused about Monaco; Monaco is located in France on the south coast right beside Italy. The main language spoken here is French but there are many Italians here so a lot do speak italiano. I’m also sorry for the abrupt end, you want a pt2 to this let just let me know!

Ciao- F🇫🇷

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