This Man Better Hold On What's Left Of His Career Real Tight. Shit's About To Become Really Messy Just

after a thorough examination of the photos I just wanna say: Dominik PLEASE put some lotion on your body baby 💗

On the edge

Lando Norris x Reader, afab!fem!reader, fingerfucking (r!recieving), unprotected piv, riding, uhh squirting pls dont fucking look at me i am ashamed, overstimulation, light degradation, so much praise holy shit

It’s honestly not that Lando likes to edge himself, or has some kind of fucking superhuman stamina in bed with you.

No, you’ve sucked him off in five minutes flat before, Lando twitching beneath you while he whined, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, fuck it’s so good, you’re so fucking perfect, shit-” while he spilled down your throat.

You never let him live that one down.

But you swear that sometimes, when he’s got his face or fingers or cock buried deep, so deep inside your cunt, Lando forgets that he has to cum at all.

He gets lost in it, mumbling about how gorgeous you are, how wet you get for him, how good you taste. It doesn’t matter how many times you’ve cum, how you cry and wail with every orgasm he wrenches out of your heaving body, he just wants more and more and more. Ravenous.

“Lan, please, I ca-I can’t, oh please-” your pussy makes noises that are utterly obscene, squishing against his hand as he works his fingers into you, jamming relentlessly against your g-spot.

You aren’t even sure what you’re begging for at this point; for him to make you cum again, for him to fuck you like you’ve been begging for, for him to show some mercy.

But even then, it’s like he can’t hear you, eyes focused on the way you spread and leak over his fingers, mesmerized by the way you clench around his fingers. He’s been like this since the first orgasm of the night, maybe the second, but God, he just keeps going. He keeps pressing soft kisses to your trembling thighs, using his free arm to brace over your twitching hips while he plays relentlessly with your aching cunt.

It’s too much, he’s been at this for too fucking long, God, you’re leaking everywhere, the bedsheets damp with it. He just won’t let up, your beautiful, treacherous lover, and your whole body locks again with the force of your orgasm, the squeeze of your pussy nearly forcing his fingers out.

His gaze snaps up to your face in an instant, and you can hear his voice through the rush of blood in your ears, murmuring, “That’s it, darling, my God you’re beautiful, so pretty, this pussy’s so tight for my fingers, imagine how it’ll feel around my cock, yeah? How much I’ll stretch this gorgeous cunt apart, right love?”

And it’s so sweet, so gentle, the way he speaks to you, a complete contrast to how he rips you apart with orgasm after orgasm after orgasm.

“Fuck me,” you whine, high-pitched and needy, absolutely desperate. “You- you said it, that your cock would feel so fucking good, please Lan, need-need you.”

But all Lando does is chuckle darkly, stretching his fingers out inside you again, and you nearly scream. “Just a little more, darling, one more time for me, yeah?” You can only clench your eyes shut and throw your head back into the pillows.

And when you finally wear him down enough to ease his sticky fingers out of you, you immediately roll him onto his back. If he’s going to fuck you, you’re going to be in charge. You’re going to be the one to make him cum.

You ease his cock into you, hot and throbbing in your hand, and you almost want to cry as he stretches your pussy so good, so perfect, just like he said he would. He moans beneath you, the sound ripping its way out of his chest, as if he’s suddenly realized how worked up he’s gotten himself by playing with your pussy for God knows how long.

You work your hips into his, plunging his cock into you just the way you know he likes. He nudges into your sweet spot just perfectly this way too, and the sensitivity from Lando’s earlier ministrations has lighting arcing up your spine with every nudge, every grind of his cock into your sensitive pussy. 

A mewl escapes you, unabashed and louder than you meant it to,  when you slam down on his cock just right, the hair just above the base of his cock pressed against your achy clit. Lando’s hands fly to your hips immediately, holding you there with an iron grip.

That look is in his eyes again, pupils blown wide and brows furrowed as he rakes his gaze over your quaking body. He punches his hips up, making his hair grind against your clit in a way that makes your head spin, his fat cock somehow reaching deeper into your pussy.

“That’s it, love,” he says, “let me make you feel good. Let me take care of you, fuck, you look so pretty like this, writhing on my cock like a desperate little whore.” Your eyes roll to the back of your head with his words, your hips working of their own volition, on pure instinct as you work his cock into you again and again and again. It’s like you can’t get him deep enough, bouncing on his cock just like he told you to. Making yourself feel good.

When you cum, Lando groans, his fingers digging into the fat of your hips hard enough to leave bruises in their wake as you clamp down on his cock. A shaky moan rattles out of your throat at the feeling, your body aching with exhaustion, your pussy too sensitive as you clench and pulse in his hands. You feel like you could shake apart with the force of it, wrung dry under his unrelenting touch.

“Look at that,” he murmurs, and you open your eyes to see his gaze trained on your pussy, and oh shit, his stomach shines with your wetness, the sheets soaked with it. You’ve never done that before, never-

“Fuck, you made me squirt, oh my God, Lando-” your body burns with embarrassment, and you start to pull off his cock in search of a towel, or something, anything to clean up the mess you’ve made of him. But his hands hold you firm in his lap, using an unseen strength that he keeps under his button-downs and jumpers, his biceps flexing in a way that makes saliva pool in your mouth.

“Don’t you dare, beautiful,” his voice is a rasp, all dark and ripped apart and feral. Fuck, you love hearing his english accent. “One more time, sweetheart, just one more for me.”

“Lando,” you start, but he thrusts his hips up into yours, and the movement of his still-hard cock in your sloppy, sticky cunt makes you choke on your spit.

“Just a little more, sweet girl, just-” he thrusts into you, hard and unyielding, “one more for me.”

ugh this sexy fade is always so 🥵🥵🥵

Lando Norris — saturday, canadian gp ‘24

WAIT so Domi lives in Manchester?!?? Is that correct? How does he play for Liverpool then? How does he train and where do the Liverpool team trains? Like do they train in Liverpool or only play there at the stadium? What..I'm so confused, I have so many questions..

Not Prepared - LN

Summary: Lando surprises his girlfriend after an unplanned call over to MTC and while at first she's happy, when he tries for something she's not quite so prepared for him.

Ginger!reader

Themes/warnings: 16+ only, smut (oral), cockwarming (as always coz it's a personal fave) some anxiety/self consciousness about appearances, attitudes towards body hair

No part 2 requests please

With media days actually having a minimum with a written amount Lando has to do in his contract.

On the days he's called into MTC he usually tells y/n so he can come over and say or even just visit for a couple hours depending on how busy he is.

With it being pretty late in the day that he finished and he hadn't had time to let her know about his last minute trip over. He decided that surprising his girlfriend is absolutely the best option.

So on the drive to her place he picks up flowers and gets all her favourite snacks and heads over to her places feeling maybe a little need for his girlfriend since it's also been nearly a week since they last saw each other in person.

He sighs getting up to her apartment door and letting himself inside since he has a spare key.

"Baby!" Lando exclaims hearing her tv but not finding her in her living room where he places the bag of food and bouquet down. "Are you home?"

"I-Lando?" Y/n calls back, feet thudding before she appears looking very much not dressed for company and she's in pretty visibly shock from seeing hum, though she does beam and rush to him. "Hey! You didn't tell me you'd be coming over."

"Wouldn't be much of a surprise if I told you." Lando smiles as she gets to him and jumps up wrapping her legs around his waist. "At least I know you're happy to see me."

"I'm always happy to see you. Even if you give me no warning to actually be ready...dick."

"Again, it's a surprise and what do you need to be ready for me with?"

Men really don't understand how much effort it takes to be a woman.

"Nothing. Doesn't matter...are you here for the night or just a quick visit?" Please be the latter so she can dodge him trying to get between her legs.

"The night. But I have extras with my presence as the surprise." Lando grins making her hum before she looks at him a little then getting down and letting him lead her into the living room where he hands her the bouquet first.

"Oh Lando...they're beautiful....and very orange. A reminder of your team or just all they had left?"

"Maybe they just reminded your hair." Lando teases while reaching to play with a few strands of her hair. "McLaren's colour needs to be a constant in your life as a reminder when I'm not around."

"Mmm..." Y/n smiles before spying the bag. "What's that?"

"All your favour snacks...that I could find. Not all of them because it's sort of late and the shop was looking empty." Lando smiles feeling like he's really done a good job for his boyfriend duties.

"You are the cutest man alive." Y/n coos hoping to keep the night on the cuter route of cuddles rather than sex.

She's somewhat been lazy and is so overdue for an everything shower. Just thinking about it she can feel her own prickliness.

"I'm going to get these flowers in a vase." Y/n states making Lando smile and he follows her into her kitchen.

Y/n manages to keep him talking and asks him to grab the vase from the cabinet she has in the entry way of the apartment.

It's when he returns that she discovers that her mission to avoid sex tonight isn't going to work, especially because she doesn't actually want to. It's just...she hasn't shaved and it's not a situation she's been in with Lando before.

As much as she'd like to think that body hair as an adult isn't a turn off, the anxiety of him possibly being turned off is fogging her brain.

She knows it shouldn't be a big deal but the growing up ginger element of being ginger is that ginger body hair is a lovely target for bullying and honestly the combination of being ginger and the stigma of body hair in general on women is two things she's tackled by shaving religiously but...sometimes when she's not expecting for someone else to be there, she gets lazy and lets it grow a little more. She probably should pit up waxing but the fear of it hurting too much is definitely a fear she has.

"How has you day been?" Lando asks in an especially low tone as she cuts the stems of the flowers.

"It's been good." Y/n nods biting her lips as she feels him play his usual cards. Kissing her neck, nipping at her skin with his teeth, hands managing to smoothly slide under her sweater as she tries to focus but he really doesn't make it easy.

"Good." Lando hums, one hand sliding more central under her belly button making her jump ever so slightly, definitely mistaken as a jump of excitement.

"Lando-before-umm...I haven't shaved." Y/n states wincing at her own voice and the fact she genuinely sounds stupid.

"So?"

The sheer level of confusion in his voice for why she's even mentioning it isn't exactly a comfort but it's better than him saying "ew".

"Well I...I just haven't shaved. I want to warn you before we like...have sex?" Y/n frowns really feeling stupid as she leans and turns a little to look at him without completely removing herself from him.

"Warn me? About hair?" Lando questions now clearly amused by her.

"I just don't want...I don't know you to be turned off by it. You wouldn't be the first person in history." Y/n sighs then swallowing while Lando tries not to laugh since it's clearly something that she was concerned about.

"Y/n." Lando smiles lightly as his hand which had remained flat on her tummy this whole time slowly slides further down. Though he suddenly gets a little more stern with her. "Unless you've got a reason you don't want to have sex that's not hair related, then say now because hair is not going to stop me even if it matches the hair on your head, ok?"

Y/n does relax a little realising that maybe it does sound a little stupid to someone who doesn't even think of it as a problem.

"Ok." Y/n nods softening a little before turning back to the flowers with a swallow then reaching for the flowers again as she tries not to focus on the feeling of his hand too much. "Can I at least finish putting the flowers in the vase first?"

"You can...but that's not going to stop me." Lando hums smirking a little to the point that she can hear it in his voice. "Clearly it's not a turn off for you."

He does patiently wait for her to finish up with the flowers before he does anything that might weaken her focus too much but as soon as the last flower is in the vase his free hand has pushed it aside and the off cuts from the flowers are swept onto the floor. Her body is lifted onto the counter.

"Fuck baby, you can't make me wait like next time that even for flowers." Lando groans practically scrambling to get her shorts off and since she's not wearing underwear under them he's practically. "God you are so beautiful."

Y/n would like to think that he's directing those words at her but where his gaze is locked on suggests it's not so much at her but at her pussy and she's torn on whether that's better or worse.

"Lando." Y/n moans feeling his tongue press against her licking up to her clit.

Lando has the knack for dragging out or speeding up nudging her towards the edge of an orgasm. But for some reason his unbothered attitude about her no having shaved and his eagerness to get his mouth on her following that has maybe made her a little easier than usual.

The feeling of her orgasm hits perfectly, having been worked up to it and with a man who knows her body inside out. But even through her tensing and spasming against his mouth, he continues not wanting to ease up for even a moment.

"Lando." Y/n whines trying to ground herself by gripping at anything which includes the edge of the country and Lando's hair falls victim to being tugged at. "Fuck."

His head moves back to take in the sight of her being breathless on the counter as she looks at him, leaning up on her elbows and honestly looking at her in such a state he doesn't need to have any doubt about how good that felt from both sides.

"Ok, I just needed to prove a point doing that." Lando sighs making her sigh. "Now can we cuddle?"

"What about you?" Y/n mumbles with a small frown.

Lando's smirk speaks for itself before he helps her down and she grimaces looking at the counter.

"It can be cleaned up later, lets get moving baby." Lando states while she allows him to guide her around the kitchen island which has definitely just been misused but she walks to the living room.

She lets Lando settle down first before she smiles leaning over him and kissing him which is really when it dawns on her that he needs to wash his face, but honestly his face will only be touching her so in the moment that can wait. As she does she manages to pull his dick out which actually looks like it's painful with neglect.

She slides down on him while he sighs at the feeling.

"Why did you think I would care about body hair?" Lando asks making her shrug.

"Fire crotch is a famous nickname for gingers and it's hardly a confidence booster...why do you think I prefer being bald?" Y/n jokes trying to keep it lighter than when she'd initially spoke about it.

"And you thought I'd be put off." Lando hums making her cough and clear her throat awkwardly. "I want to be mad that you think I'd be that much of a dickhead. But I get it...but I also love you, pubes and all."

"Great. Fantastic." Y/n laughs lightly then sighing. "What if I never shaved again?"

"More of you to love." Lando shrugs then raising a hand to play with a few strands of her hair. "It doesn't bother me, baby. Get creative if you want, start cutting your pubes so there's patterns and shapes if you want-dye it if you want."

"I love you too...but you're such a weirdo." Y/n giggles before she leans over and kisses him again. "But I do feel better so mission accomplished."

"Good. Now..." Lando grunts pausing to lean over and pick up the bag of snacks. "What do you want to eat?"

I'm SURE Dominik is the type that would ✨️slap my ass so fucking hard✨️ everytime we pass each other around the house 🤭🤭🤌🏼😻

I agree with that it seems like he has changed. I've only been a fan of him for a few years , but it seems like as he becomes more famous he holds back when it comes to being his self . He mentioned before that his career is his main priority for not only himself but his friends, family, and team so he doesn't want to jeporadize it. I understand he has matured and most likely views life differently, but it seems as the years has passed he isn't as happy.

Exactly. Thank you. I miss his goofy, giggly, funny, entertaining even side. I miss the 10 questions. I understand that he most definitely changed his views in life and has matured more or less, but at the end of the day if u can't be yourself and u are afraid of what people think of u so much u have to watch what u say and how u act, what's the point of living this life u know what I am saying. I think that his confetti era was the best one so far and that he was himself the most and I love it so much, I don't wanna see him being so serious all the freaking time. I want him to enjoy himself and his youth because he deserves it.

watch me being delulu, im from the other side of europe from a very very different culture than the hungarian one, so delulu is the solulu for me 🤓🥲

babe Love has no borders, language and color. It is equal for everyone in this world. Plus it is free so as long as you are a good person may all your delulu come trululu ❤️

So do you think all the Liverpool players should live right next to Anfield? Most of them live in Formby, which isn't that much closer than Manchester

No. It was a genuine question. I know nothing about Liverpool and I am curious how things happen? I came across Dominik's interview and it got me thinking. I thought he lived in Liverpool idk?

No need to be rude, obviously you know much more than me.

Thank you for responding back to my question! You couldn’t have said it any better honestly. I find it disappointing that she would drop anything including her kids to go fly out and pay a visit for some guy that’s 5-6 years older younger than her. She’s literally a jobless, uneducated 31 year old women with a baby daddy and 2 kids back home. Focus on that instead of a guy that you know has a history of side pieces and flaunts that. She really does post those “hints” or “clues” that make it look like they were together. I agree, not even a high schooler would do that now let alone a grown ass women. She stays a bootycall to him until the end of time because the lack of self respect she has for herself is wild. It’s been like this since 2019… she really is not worthy as a women and mother. She just keeps bringing herself down over a guy that doesn’t respect her either. Jack can buy her all the Chanel bags, expensive jewelry and dinners but it’ll never be enough for that girl to realize the appreciation, respect he’ll NEVER have for her. I wonder if his parents feel embarrassed about their situationship. Having their oldest son let a grown women who does nothing munch off his well earned money. I also noticed that Jack says he’s an alpha male and shows that dominance he oh so has but deep down he surrounds himself with so many yes men for the validation. To me, if he comes off so confident, why would he need a man like Nemo for validation? Or Drama? Or KY? Like come on Jack, have you seen those men? They’re so problematic and misogynistic. Out of everyone you know, why would you want their validation? Because he feels indebted to them? I guess he values their opinion but doesn’t mean he should actually take it and change up his personality. I wish Jack was just confident like before and let that bootycall of a bitch go and out of his life for good.

Girl you made me laugh, I appreciate you.

When there are kids involved the situation turns 360. There is that.

"She really does post those “hints” or “clues” that make it look like they were together." - Right? It's like it's some kinda game to her, bitch I ain't 4 years old trynna play find the 10 clues in the picture.

"Jack can buy her all the Chanel bags, expensive jewelry and dinners"..he did that? Imagine being w somebody just because they buy you stuff, I can't even..

I buy my own jewelry and I pay my own rent and I am a student, how can I do it but some grown woman can't? Interesting.

I love his parents. And his grandparents. They are so sweet. Ugh..I think they have a good relationship, I want that for them.

"..why would he need a man like Nemo for validation? Or Drama? Or KY? Like come on Jack, have you seen those men?" .. damn not you coming for Nemo, Drama and KY like that..what did KY do? I missed that. Umm..I definitely think that sth has to change in his team because how do you expect to grow if you and your environment that is surrounding you don't change. Where the self-actualisation at?

Off topic you wanna know sth funny ahha so I am european and my friends that are foreign don't know how to call me by the nickname that I go by or simply don't want to cause it doesn't feel right to them - so they came up with one like 9 years ago and they have been calling me that ever since..when I tell you that the nickname they be calling me all this time is Tori you are going to loose it..and don't get me started on Tori baby *in kylie jenner's voice*.. when they call me that now they be eyeing me so intensely it's the funniest shit ever.