#sub!niki lauda

[sub-danny]

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

Back door entrance to the Garage

Word count: 4.5k

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

THIS IS 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

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

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

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

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

"Not everything is a race, ratty."

"Fuck off."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Scheiße!"

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

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

Niki shouted out, "Asshole," in anguish.

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

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

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

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

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

"And so sensitive," James continues to tease.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"What did Clay say?"

Blushing, Niki looked away and muttered under his breath,

"That you are an immortal fuck."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Niki blushed, and James grinned at you.

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

You smirk at James.

"You can count on it."

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

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[lorna-d-m]

In the Driver's Seat

Word Count: 2038

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

taglist: @scuttle-buttle @fictionlandslanddreams @hardlyinteresting @livvyshmiv @somethingthatsaysbubbles

#daniel brühl fanfic #niki lauda rush 2013 #niki lauda fanfiction #daniel brühl fanfiction #daniel brühl niki lauda #niki lauda fanfic #sub!niki lauda

[supercalifragipopculturevomit]

FUCK, MARRY, KILL: Daniel Brühl Cinematic Universe Edition

Just for funsies. Don't have an aneurysm. Leaning towards Zemo, Laszlo, and Böse, in that order, at the moment. At some other point, I might have said Thomas Lang, Niki Lauda, and Erik Jan Hanussen.

Because of the 30-photo limitation, I removed his minor and/or underdeveloped roles and the ones that wouldn't be difficult to "kill". I also didn't include the ones I haven't seen, so you won't see Salvador on this list. p.s. if anyone has a copy/link to that movie with English subs, I'd be forever grateful!

Lukas, The White Sound (2001)

Daniel, No Regrets / Nichts Bereuen (2001)

Alexander Kerner, Good Bye, Lenin! (2003)

Paul Krantz, Love in Thoughts / Was nützt die Liebe in Gedanken (2004)

Jan, The Edukators / Die fetten Jahre sind vorbei (2004)

Andrea Marowski, Ladies in Lavender (2004)

Lieutenant Horstmayer, Merry Christmas / Joyeux Noël (2005)

Tonda, Krabat (2008)

Dr. Georg Rosen, John Rabe (2009)

István Thurzó, The Countess (2009)

Fredrick Zoller, Inglorious Basterds (2009)

David Kern, Lila, Lila (2009)

Hans Krämer, The Coming Days / Die kommenden Tage (2010)

Konrad Koch, Lessons of a Dream / Der ganz große Traum (2011)

Álex Garel, Eva (2011)

Iván Pelayo, Winning Streak / The Pelayos (2012)

Niki Lauda, Rush (2013)

Daniel Domscheit-Berg, The Fifth Estate (2013)

Thomas Lang, The Face of an Angel (2014)

Daniel, Colonia (2015)

Sebastian Zöllner, Me and Kaminski (2015)

Tony Balerdi, Burnt (2015)

Dr. Laszlo Kreizler, The Alienist (2018 - 2020)

Ernst Schmidt, The Cloverfield Paradox (2018)

Wilfried Böse, Entebbe (2018)

Thomas Fischer, My Zoe (2019)

Daniel Weltz, Next Door / Nebenan (2021)

Erik Jan Hanussen, The King's Man (2021)

Baron Helmut Zemo, Captain America: Civil War (2016) / The Falcon and the Winter Soldier (2021)

Matthias Erzberger, All Quiet on the Western Front (2022)

#daniel brühl #helmut zemo #the falcon and the winter soldier #laszlo kreizler #the alienist #fuck marry kill #baron zemo #tfatws #tony balerdi #niki lauda #Andrea Marowski #Sebastian Zöllner #Tonda #colonia #Daniel Wetltz #Thomas Lang #Fredrick Zoller #Konrad Koch #no regrets #alexander kerner #paul krantz #Álex Garel #Hans Krämer #the edukators #Joyeux Noël #Dr. Georg Rosen #István Thurzó #David Kern #The White Sound #Matthias Erzberger

[hereticpriest]

Masterlist

MDNI

Series

Mercy

Rating: Explicit 18+

Relationship: Obi-Wan Kenobi x Reader

To begin with, some warnings about this story: A/B/O Dynamics, Female Alpha, Male Omega, Some chapters may involve messing with the whole 'alphas are always dom and omegas are always sub' because I think nuance exists even in A/B/O dynamics, Fucking with the timeline (this is a blend of Canon, Legends, and original lore), Minimal use of Y/N (Explained in the first chapter), Reader is an alien species of my own creation and thus has a physical description, Familial bonds explored heavily, Clone rights explored heavily, Violence is more graphic than canon-typical however any graphic descriptions will be noted, AFAB reader, Not beta-read so I apologize for any mistakes.

Read on AO3

Part One - Part Two - Part Three - Part Four - Part Five - Part Six - Part Seven - Part Eight - Part Nine - Part Nine Point Five - Part Ten -

Miniseries

The Typist - Laszlo Kreizler and his bitey wife

Bite - Laszlo Kreizler x reader ft odaxelagnia

Chew - Laszlo Kreizler x reader ft odaxelagnia, prequel to Bite

Swallow - Laszlo Kreizler x reader ft odaxelagnia, prequel to Bite and sequel to Chew

Oneshots

The Bath - Baron Helmut Zemo x Reader ft cockwarming

Pyrrhic - Baron Helmut Zemo x Reader ft 14k of HYDRA being the worst and Helmut Zemo being a consent king

Ctrl and Power - Ernst Schmidt x Reader ft rough sex and secret relationships

Sriracha - Dirk Brûlée x single mom!reader ft sex toys/sybian

Muse - Niki Lauda x photographer!reader ft soft femdom and bondage and breeding

What Happens in Ibiza - Nikia Lauda x photographer!reader x James Hunt ft threesomes, double penetration and anal

Requests and Prompts

Reader likes to come up behind Zemo and kiss or bite him

Roman Sionis fucking reader in his club and being a show off about it (and also he's a total switch)

Roman Sionis making female reader cockwarm him during a gang meeting

Obi-Wan Kenobi noticing female reader's tattoos after sex and pausing to enjoy them

#obi wan kenobi x reader #obi-wan kenobi #obi-wan kenobi x reader #obi wan kenobi x oc #obi-wan kenobi x original character #helmut zemo x reader #baron zemo x reader #baron helmut zemo #my writing #requests and prompts #masterlist #laszlo kreizler x reader #laszlo kreizler #roman sionis x reader #roman sionis #black mask x reader #dirk brûlée x reader

[mainsswing]

Klipsch soundbar

#KLIPSCH SOUNDBAR DRIVERS#

There's also warmness to the Cinema 600's presentation overall it sounds not unlike a pair of quality standmount speakers, albeit with the bonus of a dedicated centre channel. Dialogue is focused, full-bodied and smooth, avoiding sibilance. There's a third Tractrix horn tweeter (for the centre channel) behind the bar's fabric grilleĪ few movies in, and I'm left with the impression of a soundbar that's unapologetically bold, with clean-cut channel definition. Klipsch's Night preset flattens the dynamics, and so would only be used when trying not to disturb others in the house. The Dialogue mode may prove of worth if you struggle to discern speech in drama, although I never felt the need to engage it. The Surround mode option doesn't offer any additional ambience, beyond what appears to be a little reverb perhaps it's only intended for layouts using Klipsch's optional Surround 3 speakers? This may not be the most technically advanced of soundbars, but it has genuine cinematic chutzpah.Īs for the Cinema 600's audio post-processing, it's light of touch. The soundstage is big and wide, and you'll certainly feel like you're travelling at speed. And those horn tweeters left and right, fluted for wide dispersion, really help deliver impressive width. There's no sense of disconnect between the units, which isn't always the case with soundbar/subwoofer combis. Indeed, integration between the 10in subwoofer and the main array is excellent, the two crossing over seamlessly. The soundbar presents squealing tires with relish, while the acceleration of engines is gutty and fierce, the sub delivering appropriate thunder.

#KLIPSCH SOUNDBAR DRIVERS#

The Klipsch roars into life with the Blu-ray of the Ron Howard-directed Formula 1 drama Rush, its LCR drivers finding all the detail and weight of the duelling racing cars of James Hunt (Chris Hemsworth) and Niki Lauda (Daniel Brühl).

#Klipsch soundbar

[sebaston]

obsessed with this article from January 2014 where horner answered questions from different people

the toto question, him not thinking seb will go to ferrari,susie asking about the baby,the daniel question,bothering him about his german....its quite the goldmine

original post here with the full article 

#sorry for the shit quality but i cropped the og pages #yeah im scrolling through tumblr posts from 2014 #what about it? #what is toto trying to imply with his question.... #and why im i a horrible person for getting dom/sub vibes from it #christian horner #toto wolff #susie wolff #niki lauda #daniel ricciardo #david coulthard #f1 #formula 1 #formula one #f1blr #mine #rbr #sebastian vettel #red bull f1

[babybluebex]

— 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐄𝐋 𝐁𝐑𝐔𝐇𝐋 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ⁎⁺˳✧༚

𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐃𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐘 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐘 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌. 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧; 𝐟𝐚𝐪 𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐢𝐨 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐮𝐛𝐦𝐢𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬. 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐫 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠; 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝.

₊˚.༄ series masterlists

good doctor kreizler [FINISHED] (laszlo kreizler, the alienist)

₊˚.༄ daniel brühl (rpf)

off to the races (smut) (d.b x reader x christoph waltz)

₊˚.༄ baron helmut zemo (cacw, 2016/tfatws, 2021)

sucker for pain (smut)

chokehold (smut)

nsfw alphabet (smut)

me and my husband (fluff&angst)

next week (fluff&angst)

bliss (angst)

hand kisses (fluff)

madripoor dancing (fluff)

forehead kisses (fluff)

airport (fluff)

shut up (fluff)

₊˚.༄ dr. laszlo kreizler (the alienist, 2018-)

laszlo & period sex headcanons (smut)

fuck it (fluff)

nsfw alphabet (smut)

₊˚.༄ niki lauda (rush, 2013)

nsfw alphabet (smut)

post-crash headcanons (smut)

₊˚.༄ daniel weltz (nebenan/next door, 2021)

ego (smut)

₊˚.༄ jan weingartner (the edukators, 2004)

some people never change (smut)

headcanons 1 (fluff&smut)

headcanons 2 (fluff&smut)

jan polaroids 1 (fluff&smut)

jan polaroids 2 (fluff&smut)

burden of proof (fluff)

₊˚.༄ markus baasweiler/schnubbi (schule, 2000)

headcanons 1 (fluff)

₊˚.༄ alex kerner (goodbye lenin!, 2003)

nsfw alex headcanons (smut)

goal! (fluff)

trans!alex headcanons (fluff&smut&angst)

₊˚.༄ ernst schmidt (cloverfield paradox, 2018)

a long, long time (angst)

₊˚.༄ andrea marowski (ladies in lavender, 2004)

modern!andrea headcanons (fluff)

modern!andrea headcanons 2 (fluff)

₊˚.༄ the danny bunch™ 

what kinks the danny bunch™ has (smut)

how the danny bunch™ kiss/hold hands (fluff)

how the danny bunch™ cuddle (fluff)

reactions to “put a baby in me” (smut)

ice skating date with the danny bunch (fluff)

the danny bunch getting jealous(smut/fluff/angst)

which are doms, subs, and switches

reactions to you actually being pregnant (fluff)

songs associated with dani characters

#daniel bruhl masterlist #zemo #baron zemo #laszlo kreizler #zemo fanfiction #baron zemo fanfiction #laszlo kreizler fanfiction #zemo x reader #baron zemo x reader #laszlo kreizler x reader #tfatws #tfatws spoilers #the alienist #the alienist spoilers #andrea marowski #andrea marowski fanfiction #andrea marowski x reader #the danny bunch

[cazimagines]

MASTERLIST

💛 = Popular

Links to current fics up and characters I plan to write for in the future:

DANIEL BRUHL SQUAD:

Zemo

Laszlo Kreizler

Andrea Marowski

Niki Lauda

Ernst Schmidt

Alex Kerner

Sebastian Zollner

Sub!Daniel Characters Masterlist

Daniel AU's:

Hellfire

MARVEL:

Zemo

Bucky

Loki

RANDOM:

Cazzy's 900 celebration

[sub-danny]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love 💖

Thank you for the ask! Time to take a trip down memory lane and see all that I have written on this account 😅

Modern sugar baby Laszlo - @rumblelibrary and I had discussed this concept before between ourselves and when I set up this account V had to come and send it as a prompt and when I think of this account it's what first springs to mind. I loved the concept of Laszlo getting a sugar mummy and the gif I used as well of a young-looking Laszlo makes me weak, he's so cute! It's my favourite because of the concept alone.

The winner's prize - Frankly I am surprised there was not more Niki x James pieces that came up during the Bruhl nation. It is the prime enemy to lovers' material. Nevertheless, I loved writing the dynamic between the reader, Niki and James and I loved writing the situation. Plus the prompt came from the lovely @i-am-dead-inside-666 who've I've had lots of discussions about James x Niki, and who always supports my work and the sub work and sends lots of prompts. Thank you :)

Putting Niki in his place and making him shut up - I won't lie, sub-Niki is one of my favourite subs simply because I love the idea of how bratty sub-Niki would be and how fun it would be to put him in his place and with this piece I got to explore that as much as I wanted!

What happens under the sheets - A really short piece but it was written about Ernst who I love but haven't really written a lot for, so I enjoyed being able to write about his character when I got the chance! And of course, pegging is one of my fav concepts. I love the idea that Ernst seems like a really dominant character but actually what happens under the sheets is a lot different ;)

Reader and Zemo engaging in puppy play - I believe this was one of the first pieces I wrote on here. Definitely one of the first requests I got on here outside my friendship group on here. Either way, this was the first time I had tried to write puppy play and it was definitely not what I was used to but Daniel has such a cute puppy face (he's said so himself) so it fitted well and I loved being able to write Zemo like this. So all these factors combined are why it gets into the top 5 for me.

#daniel brühl #subdanielbrühl #sub!zemo #sub!niki lauda #sub!ernst schmidt #sub!laszlo kreizler

[lorna-d-m]

A Good Husband

A Good Husband

Word Count: 1,010

Rated: E

Chapter Tags: married sex, oral (fem receiving), praise kink

Austria

August 2021

Niki had been relentlessly horny during his month away. As much as he wanted to do something, and even tried to convince Roxanne he could steady his breathing enough for a blowjob. She didn’t believe him, of course, knowing from experience she loved drawing little gasps and pants too much from him to leave him alone. Instead, she made him wait until his ribs were fully healed, and it felt like torture to Niki.

As much of a non-traditional couple as they were - getting married in the courthouse, having their relationship publicly scrutinized after a Netflix documentary episode, and a whole host of other issues - he still wanted to please her on their wedding night with more than just his fingers. So when Niki was finally cleared, he couldn’t wait to return home and fuck her as she deserved.

Within minutes of returning to the bedroom, Niki ushered her onto the bed. Roxanne teased him for being eager, but he insisted it was only because he loved her and wanted to please her. She took off her jeans and blouse while Niki unbuckled his pants. Then, she crawled onto the massive bed and spread out on the luxury sheets. Typical Niki spared no expense when it came to their comfort.

After unbuckling his pants and stripping himself of his checked button-down, Niki joined her on the bed. He started kissing her, his tongue exploring every part of her mouth, and he slowly moved down her body. Niki took his time latching onto her sensitive breasts, teasing the nipples until they pebbled, and lavishing them with his tongue.

“You’re such a good husband,” she moaned above him. “Treating me so well…”

At her encouragement, Niki moved lower, pressing little kisses along her stomach and thighs as he moved between them. His warm and hungry eyes never left hers as he spread her legs, nestling himself between her thighs and in front of her dripping sex. He dragged his thick finger through her wetness, and when he circled her responsive clit she tipped her head back with a pleased hum.

Niki set a leisurely place, wanting to earn every little gasp, pant, and moan he could. Subsequently, he alternated between circling her clit and rubbing that spot within her walls that never failed to make her buck her hips. Unconsciously, her legs spread wider to let him further in, and he settled them on his shoulders. He kissed up and down her thighs, nipping every so often when she least expected it to see her jolt with surprise, and caught her eyes again. Her pupils were blown wide with lust, and Niki pressed his tongue to her core.

“The best husband…”

Her praise made him grind against the bed, eager to please her but excited for his own pleasure too. His attention grew purposeful as he licked, kissed, bit, and sucked her. Her fingers wove through his curls, sometimes pulling him to just the right spot, and when she tugged him by the hair he moaned in response.

“Oh fuck,” she whined, “Right there, baby.”

Niki continued to fuck her with his tongue, relishing the taste that was better than nay podium ceremony champagne, and reveling in her sweet sounds. Without realizing it, he moved his hips against the soft sheets. He knew she was close by her incoherent sentences of Niki, fuck, baby, and husband, and it strengthened his resolve to make her come, but he weakened his own strength to hold back.

“You’re such a good husband, Niki…” With more attention on her needy clit and a sharp cry, Roxanne came on his face and Niki came on the sheets.

He couldn’t mask his surprise and embarrassment. Normally, he could last much longer and certainly never came before feeling her warm walls or mouth around him. Niki’s face turned bright red as he hid between her thighs, lapping up every drop, and waiting for her to push him away when it became too much. Roxanne did, gripping him by the hair, and pushing him back from her core.

“I need you, now,” she pouted.

Niki avoided her hungry eyes, sheepish and flushed as he caught his breath. “About that, schatz,” he licked his bottom lip and still tasted her. “You’ll have to wait for that,” he grimaced.

“Why?” Roxanne’s confusion and concern were evident by her scrunched eyebrows and downturned lips. She worried he had somehow injured his ribs, perhaps they weren’t as healed as thought, and feared the worst. Niki read her expression and quickly corrected her. “You came on the sheets because you were too excited?”

Mortified, he nodded affirmatively as his fingertips traced small circles on her thigh.

“Niki, there’s no reason to be ashamed,” she ran her fingers through his curls again, forcing him to look at her. “It’s been so long, and you’re so pent up lately-”

“-I just want to please you, Rox, after everything you’ve done for me and gone through, I wanted to do more, and-”

“-You’re a good husband, Niki,” she tugged a little on a curl, making him lean into her touch, “there’s no need for you to worry about all of that.”

His eyes were soft and trusting of her as he moved to lay next to her. “Are you sure?” He thought she might still be soothing him without meaning her words.

“We have the rest of our lives to please each other, Niki. I don’t mind waiting for you to be ready.”

“I promise to be a good husband,” he said as he wrapped his arms around her and drew her closer.

“You already are,” she asserted before craning her neck to kiss him on the cheek.

Niki snuggled in close to her, his hand curling just under her breast and against her ribcage, and he nuzzled his face into her neck where he felt safe. She stroked his arm that was wrapped tight around him and steadied her breathing to match his. Niki felt more comfortable and slept better than he had in weeks.

Tag list: @scuttle-buttle @lieutenantn @fictionlandslanddreams @danielbruhlswife @livvyshmiv @somethingthatsaysbubbles @hardlyinteresting @trashbin2

#daniel brühl #niki lauda #niki lauda rush 2013 #rush 2013 #niki lauda fanfiction #daniel brühl niki lauda #rush 2013 fanfic #daniel brühl fanfiction #daniel brühl fanfic #sub!niki lauda #sub!daniel brühl

[f1yogurt]

Fic Masterlist - f1yogurt

AO3 Link - much more organized than this list (and includes tags)

Taglist - please fill this out if you would like to be tagged in my fics

** indicates smut and Minors DNI 18+ fics

Daniel Brühl Characters

(It's my goal to eventually have at least one fic written for each of his characters so stay tuned.)

The Danny Bunch Headcanons

kinks** - sub! hc's about the boys and their kinks

facial hair - danny bunch and facial hair

Helmut Zemo

A Long Day - sleepy cuddles, Zemo x gn!Reader

Baron of Mine - spy!AU, Zemo x fem!Reader

Flirting with Royalty - Baron Zemo x servant!Reader

Pretty in Purple** - sub!Zemo x Dora Milaje

Hold Me Tight - huddling for warmth, Bucky x Zemo

Laszlo Kreizler

smut prompt drabble** - Laszlo x gn!Reader

Niki Lauda (find more in Classic F1 RPF)

Snapshot in the Fast Lane** - set in 70s F1, Niki x fem! photographer Reader

That Ferrari Jacket** - technically RPF but it's smut involving Niki's racing jacket, sub!Niki x gn!Reader

drunk!Niki headcanons

Andrea Marowski

Subby thoughts for Andrea** - sub!Andrea

Sebastian Zöllner

What a Brat Gets** - you teach Seb a lesson in patience, sub!Sebastian x Reader

Lieutenant Horstmayer

You're My Lifeline** - an A/B/O Joyeux Noel fic with omega!Horstmayer x alpha!Audebert x beta!Gordon (on temporary hiatus)

Cross My Fingers - part of the Joyeux Noel Halloween fic challenge! Horstmayer whump.

Dirk (All Together)

For Old Times' Sake** - sub!Dirk x fem!Reader (on temporary hiatus)

Classic F1 RPF

Snapshot in the Fast Lane** - set in 70s F1, Niki x fem! photographer Reader

Pit Stop - the first meeting (based on true events) between Niki & James

Love Will Keep Us Together - Niki, James, and many other classic F1 boys partying it up

That Ferrari Jacket** - smut involving Niki's racing jacket, sub!Niki x gn!Reader

In My Blood - a Niki Lauda drabble

Breakfast In Bed - a sleepy morning with Niki x James x John

drunk!Niki headcanons

#my fanfic #daniel brühl #niki lauda #daniel bruhl fanfiction #fic masterlist #f1yogurt #classic f1 fanfic #andrea marowski #laszlo kreizler #helmut zemo #baron zemo #the danny bunch #lieutenant horstmayer

[whydoilovehim]

Daniel characters favorite place to get fucked

This is just what it sounds like and I only know some of Daniel characters so you might not find some that your looking for

Ernst Schmidt

In his room plain and simple because he doesn’t want anyone to see him in such a vulnerable state and he’s also very shy when anything about sex is brought up

Hemlut Zemo

Anywhere that’s a little bit public he likes the risk and even if someone does catch you he won’t be ashamed because he wants as many people as possible to know that he belongs to you

Laszlo Kriezler

His office something about the room makes him feel powerful and to have sex there makes him feel calm enough to relinquish control to his partner (if you couldn’t tell he hates being vulnerable)

Niki Lauda

His bed like Ernst for some of the same reasons but unlike Ernst who I think is just shy and maybe even a little embarrassed about being a sub/bottom Niki is ashamed because he feels like being submissive equals weakness

Andrea Marowski

Does not care this boy is shameless even though it’s the early 20th century but if he had to pick it would be in your home because then he could be as loud as he wants

#ernst schmidt #baron hemlut zemo #andrea marowski #niki lauda #subdanielbrühl #ernst schmidt x reader #baron hemlut zemo x reader #helmut zemo x reader #Andrea marowski x reader #niki lauda x reader #laszlo kriezler x reader #laszlo kriezler

[strwbsgirl]

masterlist

all original works done by @/strwbsgirl… please do not repost, report, or claim as your own. enjoy! CW: content is primarily 18+.

daniel brühl cinematic universe

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alex kerner (goodbye, lenin!)

alex kerner + the mommy kink (16+) content: cute fluffy scenarios but also minors dni

andrea marowski (ladies in lavender)

andrea marowski headcannons (18+) content: sub! andrea marowski, mommy kink, edging.

andrea marowski headcannons (18+) content: mommy kink, sub! andrea marowski, kind of fluffy.

niki lauda (rush)

niki lauda headcannons (16+) content: just some fluff, hinting towards smut but not there yet.

niki lauda headcannons content: soft, fluffy niki, talk of the crash, a little angst

niki lauda anon ask prompt content: fluffy niki, my fave.

laszlo kriezler (the alienist

laszlo kriezler headcannons (18+) content: sub!laszlo kriezler, anon ask.

laszlo kriezler headcannons (sfw) content: sentiment, talk of deformity, fluff.

helmut zemo (marvel cinematic universe)

helmut zemo headcannons (18+) content: sub! helmut zemo, anon ask, dad bod content.

helmut zemo headcannons (18+) content: sub! helmut zemo, anon ask, whines & praise kink.

helmut zemo headcannons (18+) content: sub! helmut zemo, switch reader, size kink?

helmut zemo headcannons (18+) content: sub! helmut zemo, curse words, soft dom! reader, edging, overstimulation implied.

helmut zemo headcannons (18+) content: whiny! zemo, handsy, madripoor, dry humping.

helmut zemo headcannons (18+) content: helmut being needy, language, kink list.

helmut zemo mini fic (16+) content: anon ask, young, sub! zemo, mommy kink.

helmut zemo mini fic content: anon ask, comfort/fluff.

#madison’s masterlist #madison’s fic reccomendations #zemo x reader #zemo x y/n #zemo x you #helmut zemo #baron zemo #daniel bruhl #niki lauda #andrea marowski #smut #fluff #angst #marvel #avengers #german #18+ #writer #masterlist #avengers smut #bucky barnes #sam wilson

[mypoisonedvine]

don’t feel obliged, you don’t owe us any content so we’re thankful for whatever you give us!!! may I ask what your current wips are?

absolutely!!

mostly written:

sub!bucky series

professor zemo

dark howling commandos

partially written:

laszlo kreizler smut

jake jensen series

dark bucky 60s au (misogyny kink)

mainly just concepts at this point:

dark incest with jake wyler

less dark incest with jake jensen

soft dark andy with latina!reader

something with niki lauda bc I just watched rush

those are at least the top 10. there are definitely others but they haven't been worked on in a while.

[delicadxs]

Marín en la carretera, así viajamos los pobres

A las seis de la mañana Lucho Marín (58, casado, dos hijos) ya está sobre la berma y dice que hay que esperar a que dos micros pasen en yunta, así mientras se hace cola para subir a la de adelante uno pasa piolita y se sube a la de atrás, que siempre viene más vacía. La técnica funciona y rápido gana asiento al lado de una ventana. El vidrio que separa la cabina del chofer del resto de la máquina está lleno de cartelitos instructivos. La radio del vehículo puede funcionar a volumen moderado y siempre que ningún pasajero se oponga. No fumar. No escupir. Estudiante/demuestra tu educación/cede el asiento. La micro es una especie de mini-pullman con asientos “acolchados” en los que se sienten sus fierros presionando contra la espalda. En los últimos 38 años, Lucho Marín ha pasado 28.500 horas sentado o parado bajo una luz azul que hace doler la cabeza (a alguien se le ocurrió que era buena idea iluminar los buses de la Flota Talagante como si fueran cafés con piernas sobre ruedas).

Si en algo tiene razón el ministro Monckeberg es en que a esta hora (06.25 aprox.) no hay taco, al menos en Camino Melipilla. La micro viaja como si la condujera un temerario Niki Lauda en busca de un destino sangriento, como si los choferes de micro cazaran muertes violentas, como si despreciaran los perecimientos tranquilos en camillas de hospital. Los vidrios y las puertas se estremecen y a Lucho Marín le da miedo morir en un choque. La semana pasada vio cómo un auto quedó metido debajo de un camión de gas (de esos con acoplado, que pesan 52 toneladas y cargan hasta 35) y pensó que tal vez quien manejaba era una persona joven, alguien a quien nunca se le ocurrió que se iba a ir hecho un acordeón, sepultado por un transporte de Abastible.

En general hace los viajes dormido, pero depende de que la técnica de la micro de atrás funcione, o de que no vaya atrasado. En tal caso se sube a la primera que pase, aunque viaje parado y la micro llena, porque cada atraso le cuesta 7.500 pesos al final del mes. De igual forma, por llegar a la hora tres meses invictos, saca un bono de 120.000 que no le da holgura pero que de algo sirve.

De los privilegiados que viajan sentados (un letrero dentro del mismo bus señala que la capacidad máxima de pasajeros de pie es de ocho y por lo menos veinte personas viajan así), la mayoría duerme; deben devolverle al cuerpo las horas de sueño que le quedaron debiendo por estar viajando a esa hora.

Lucho Marín piensa que el tiempo libre que recupera trabajando desde temprano, no le cunde. La plata no le alcanza para salir con su señora al cine o a comer fuera. El tiempo en el que no está trabajando lo pasa viendo la tele y pensando en que, si trabajara más, ganaría más. Antes trabajaba turnos de doce horas.

Dice que la culpa la tiene Christus, una “congregación de monjas brasileñas” que bajaron sus horas de trabajo, pero también su sueldo. Se refiere a Christus Health, una de las compañías de servicios médicos más grandes de USA, relacionada con la Iglesia Católica, que compró parte del Hospital Clínico de la UC, donde Lucho Marín trabaja como auxiliar de laboratorio.

En Obispo Umaña con 5 de Abril, baja y camina por Obispo Javier Vázquez, atraviesa el terminal de buses y en la Alameda toma una micro de la línea 210 del ex Transantiago (recién rebautizado Red). Aquí los asientos son de plástico duro, hace más frío y hay más ruido. Pero lo prefiere porque “en el metro siempre hay algún atado, si no es un corte de luz es un suicida”. Así las cosas, parece que lo más eficiente es el transporte sub sole.

Hace un tiempo, Lucho Marín conoció Perú. Después de casi cuarenta años de trabajo supo lo que es tener poder adquisitivo. Dice que los pesos chilenos tienen ventaja por sobre los soles peruanos. Anduvo en taxi por doscientos pesos, se hospedó en un hotel por diez mil la noche y con cinco mil comió toda su familia cada uno de los cuatro días que duró el paseo. Reflexiona que un diputado en Chile gana alrededor de seis millones mensuales y que, si él ganara eso, trabajaría sólo dos meses al año (probablemente más de lo que trabaja cualquiera de nuestros Honorables) pero que no saca nada con pretender tener tiempo libre en sus condiciones actuales.

Baja de la micro frente a la Casa Central de la Universidad Católica y recuerda que donde ahora está el centro de extensión, antes había una academia premilitar. No es sencillo deducir qué razón hay para creer que el Luis Campino (primer colegio en Chile fundado por el arzobispado, ahora ubicado en Providencia) tiene algo que ver con la milicia.

Camina por calle Lira y entra al hospital por uno de los accesos secundarios, mirando la pasarela que a buena altura conecta el pensionado con el resto de las instalaciones. Empuja la puerta giratoria, pasa frente a la Capilla San Lucas (que está dentro del hospital), sin realizar ningún tipo de pequeño rito como persignarse o realizar un amago de genuflexión, lo que hace pensar que casi cuarenta años no les han sido suficientes a sus empleadores para evangelizarlo. Atraviesa rápido la sala de espera donde los pacientes-clientes, toman horas médicas y tramitan hospitalizaciones o altas. Son las 07.10 y hay gente esperando. Empuja esta vez la puerta giratoria de la entrada principal y sale de nuevo a la calle. Siente el aire frío y disfruta los últimos segundos de una luz natural que le será esquiva hasta la mañana siguiente, porque a la salida de su turno, ya estará oscuro.

El trabajo no empieza hasta las ocho, pero debe estar 45 minutos antes, para alcanzar a ducharse y tomar desayuno.

Se mete en el Banco de Sangre, donde ejerce sus funciones, y pasa derecho hasta los vestidores. No saluda a sus compañeros que atienden llamadas. Son venezolanos, o bolivianos, o peruanos, no está seguro. A los que sí recuerda son a los chilenos que durante años ocuparon esos puestos. Buena Lucho, cómo te ha ido, tomémonos un cafecito. Es que los chilenos somos muy flojos, estos cabros son buenos para la pega, pero no levantan la cabeza del computador. Piensa que es el sistema el que no les permite tratarse con más cariño entre compañeros.

Nueve horas después (ocho de trabajo y una de almuerzo) Lucho Marín hace el recorrido no exactamente inverso. Desde el hospital camina unas diez cuadras hasta llegar al Terminal de Buses Tarapacá, desde donde sale transporte directo hacia Buin, Lampa, San Bernardo, Peñaflor, Talagante y Padre Hurtado, donde él vive. De esta forma evita hacer combinación, ahorrándose 750 pesos diarios. Al mes esto equivale a más o menos la cuenta del tv cable que llegará a ver cuando esté de vuelta en su casa. Lo esperan sus hijos, si es que coinciden los turnos (uno de ellos trabaja en el mismo hospital), y su esposa Pilar, quien probablemente le cuente cómo estuvo su propia jornada en el quiosco de confites que instalaron frente al colegio del barrio para mejorar la economía familiar. Tomarán las onces y frente al televisor volverá la obsesión de las horas arrebatadas por la nueva administración. No habrá salida al cine ni a comer fuera.

El 16 de mayo de 2013 el entonces presidente Piñera anunció la construcción de un metro tren, que facilitaría el transporte de miles de personas que se desplazan desde Melipilla, El Monte, Talagante, Padre Hurtado y Cerrillos hasta Estación Central. Lo hizo un mes después de la destitución del que era su Ministro de Educación y de que se hiciera público la manipulación de cifras del Censo 2012. Quedó sólo como un anuncio ya que la obra no se realizó.

Este 15 de mayo, seis años después; el nuevamente presidente Piñera, ha vuelto a anunciar la construcción de la misma obra. Lo hizo días después de que el Congreso rechazara la idea de legislar dos de sus proyectos emblema, Admisión Justa y Reforma de Pensiones y de que se hiciera público, la manipulación de las cifras del IPC por parte del INE.

Si en esta oportunidad, el anuncio del Gobierno de construir el Metro Tren Melipilla Estación Central se hace realidad; Lucho Marín rebajaría su tiempo de viaje de una hora y media a menos de cuarenta minutos, pero como la construcción de la obra se estima en seis años, él ya estará jubilado.

#crónica

[babybluebex]

Now a real question

What kind of kinks Daniel's characters would have?

oh boy THIS is a pandora’s box

hmm i guess i’ll go down my list of my favs of The Danny Bunch™ lmao

alex kerner (goodbye lenin) has a thing for smoking. he likes to watch you smoke, and he HAS to smoke after sex. god forbid you go to a party with him and someone passes you a joint, because homie is Erect Instantly. he also likes for you to be on top, so most of your fucks are like he’s on the couch and just looking up at you. i also feel like he has a thing for, like, your hips, and he’ll always grab at them/bite them. there’s been more than one occasion where he’s left teeth marks on your hip. he likes to eat you out. he likes the way your thighs quiver around his head when you’re close. he loves to have you suck him off too, and his favorite is when you choke and gag on his cock and his precum dribbles down your chin. just the thought of THAT alone is enough to get him off.

andrea marowski (ladies in lavender) is a sub, so THATS something we have to talk about. this boy is a sub and a bottom, and he has the worst mommy/daddy kink ever. he just wants to be good for his partner and hear how he’s such a good boy. praise kink. praise kink AS HELL. if he EVER has to dom/top, he is a service top. if his partner has breasts, boy he is ALL OVER THEM. he likes to hold your tits and roll your nipple between his fingers, he likes to rest his head on them when cuddling, and man oh man he is forever on a quest to have a titty in his mouth. he also likes for you to be on top, and he’s sucking your tits the entire time (my breastfeeding kink goes brrr). baby man. that’s all.

niki lauda (rush)... where do i start with this guy. maybe it’s not so much a kink, but he’s into quick fucks. right before/after a race, he’ll shove his partner against a wall and just Go To Town. i also feel like he likes bareback/creampie, but not breeding. he just wants to own his partner. degradation as hell— “god, you’re such a whore on your knees like this, bet you wanna suck off every racer here, huh?” and i touched on this earlier but it bears repeating: he Can and Will take pictures of you and keep them in his wallet/pocket/sun visor, anywhere he can possibly have them. just a picture of his fist in your hair and you can sorta see his cock buried in you in the corner of the picture, and if someone sees the polaroid, he’s just Proud. i also feel like he likes to overstimulate you, so he’ll fuck you until you’re so close that you can taste it, and he’ll pull out and do whatever the fuck. and teasing AS HELL. “if i place first, i’ll come back and fuck you stupid, how does that sound?”

laszlo kreizler (the alienist), like niki, is into quick fucks. like, pushing your skirt up and just fucking you hard and fast, then returning to work like nothing ever happened. (he likes to see your weak legs, and he’s proud of himself if you have to sit down). he also likes really slow stuff too, though, and he’ll take his time laying you down and undressing you and will kiss your neck and it’s the definition of Making Love. although, unlike niki, las is ALL about that breeding kink. he doesn’t really want kids, but he’s in love with the idea of seeing his partner all big and pregnant and barefoot around the house. it’s all part of staking his claim on you. he also really likes giving his partner hickies, because the clothing of the period allowed for shit like that (high collars on shirts, long sleeves with coats, etc). i feel like there’s a hint of choking in there too; he just grabs at your cravat when fucking you and won’t stop until he sees tears in your eyes.

zemo (tfatws) just... again, he is worthy of his own post, but i’ll make this quick: choking. spanking. pulling your hair. spitting (on your tits, in your mouth, on your cunt before he slides into you). a little tiny bit of slapping too (just Smack A Clit and hear a bitch whimper, i agree). he also has SUCH a thing for like, buying you nice jewelry and fucking you while you’re wearing it. bonus points if it’s a necklace and he gets to watch it bounce off your tits while you fuck yourself on his cock. and buying you nice makeup and edging you until you’re crying and that expensive mascara is running in rivulets down your cheeks.

padre domingo (MY MF MANS)... i literally have no idea where to start with this guy. he DEF is all about what’s bad and sinful and looked down upon, so he likes forbidden rendezvous, which include railing you over the alter. he’s into bondage, but in the way that he’ll wrap his rosary around your wrists and keep count of how many orgasms he’d given you (or, alternatively, how many times he’s edged you). bonus points if he has access to your rosary, so he has TWO rosaries and DOUBLE the number yknow. also... i haven’t really talked ab this before... but... anal. he likes it. he buys into the idea of like “god’s back door” or whatever the fuck, so he’ll be in your ass and like fingering your cunt and pinching your clit WOW i am actually turning red here. he also likes eating you out, mainly for the moment where you squeal when he sucks on your clit and your thighs try to close around his head. he likes for you to be loud. he likes to hear how much pleasure he’s giving you.

hmmm... i think i’ll end this with someone i haven’t touched on before: checo from paradise mall (or, as i call him, emo baby boy who DEFINITELY listens to three cheers for sweet revenge on a fuckn loop)

he just. he. he likes to have his hair pulled. he loves his long hair and, even when y’all aren’t fucking, he likes to have his hair played with. he also likes quick fucks; like, the picture above gives me very “we’re out with friends but you look delicious, come with me to the bathroom and let me rail you”. and he has you leaned over the sink and is fucking you from behind, and he shoves his fingers in your mouth and forced you to watch yourself in the mirror, and he’s in your ear the entire time “you’re squeezing the shit outta me, honey. ya like watching yourself get fucked like the dumb little slut you are? yeah, you fucking like it, i can feel your little cunt getting wetter by the second.” size kink as HELL too, like, he’ll press his hand to your belly as he fucks you and he’ll go harder and faster until he feels himself through you against his hand. he likes to mark you up too, so like hickies on your neck, collarbones, shoulders, thighs, stomach, hips. if he knows that you’ll be wearing a specific item of clothing in the coming days, he will make the darkest, most obscene marks in places that he KNOWS will show.

feel free to add onto this

#ask #anon #alex kerner #andrea marowski #niki lauda #laszlo kreizler #baron zemo #padre domingo #checo paradise mall #daniel brühl #daniel bruhl #the danny bunch