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✯ 𝑶𝑵𝑬𝑺𝑯𝑶𝑻
like a moth to a flame / c. sainz
carlos sainz x fem! latina! bartender! oc!
faceclaim: camila morrone
a/n: hi. my first language is spanish, not english, so there are most likely spelling errors. if you like it, please tell me so i can keep writing things like this.
Carlos Sainz had just turned twenty years old. And to commemorate this moment, his closest friends decided to introduce him to a traditional ritual of adulthood: visiting a local club. Carlos was elated and equally nervous. The idea of visiting a club seemed extremely tempting. However, he did not expect the extraordinary encounter that would await him that night.
Upon entering the club, Carlos couldn't help but notice the fascinating atmosphere. The incandescent glow of the neon lights and the neutral-colored walls that followed the r&b music playing in the place created an attractive scene. In the middle of all that, like a red rose among thorns, was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen: Catalina Muñoz. He just couldn't take his eyes off her all night.
With her beautiful brown skin, her hazel eyes, her dyed blonde hair, and beautiful lips Catalina was a sight to behold. Carlos was drawn to Catalina like a moth to a flame. He found every one of her movements incredibly attractive: the way she served drinks skillfully, how she communicated with customers, and how she carried herself with grace. It was irresistible to him.
Overwhelmed by her magnetism, Carlos mustered up the courage to walk towards the bar. By engaging in a conversation with her filled with flirtatious comments, Carlos little by little built a surprising relationship with Catalina. His playful banter was met with Catarina's lively charm and witty repartee. The chemistry and tension between them was palpable.
With each passing minute, the bar faded into the background. Carlos found himself trapped in Catalina's captivating aura. They seemed isolated from the rest of the world, as they continued their faint smiles and playful banter.
A gleam in Catalina's eyes revealed her hidden interest in Carlos. Her prolonged eye contact and her continued initiative to engage him in conversation all spelled a silent confession of her attraction to him.
However, as two-thirty in the morning approached, Catalina announced the end of her shift. With a hint of mischief, she mentioned her availability to spend some time together on a warm night in the heat of Madrid. A proposal that Carlos accepted with enthusiasm.
As the night came to an end, Carlos escorted Catalina back to her apartment. He hesitated at her for a moment before leaning in to kiss her and she met his lips eagerly. Carlos couldn't believe his luck. And he knew this was the start of something special.
Thus, a visit to a seemingly normal club became an extraordinary night. A night of low expectations blossomed into a basket of unforgettable memories. Carlos's first experience in a club was truly memorable. He mingled with new faces; But the most important thing is that he met Catalina, the woman of his life, in a meeting that he would cherish forever. His birthday outing ended up giving him a cherished memory and a new feeling thanks to the intriguing and beautiful barista.
meet mars!!
“whatever souls are made of, his and mine are the same”
8teen - leo - bi - indian - she/her
current hyperfixation: f1! (specifically CL16, CS55, LN4, MV1 and DR3)
i’ll mostly be reblogging fics i love (and maybe even doing fic recs :) )
dms are always open, chat to me abt anything and everything <33
𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒? - 𝐂.𝐒
summary: the one where you get dragged to your older brothers golf tournament and end up drooling over a another player. only problem? he’s your best friends brother.
pairings: carlos sainz x female reader
warnings: vulgar language, bfb trope, teasing, bad spanish translations :) age gap (6+ years)
word count: 1.7k words
A/N: (reader is envisioned as being of indian/asian descent, but you don’t necessarily need to think of it that way. it’s just most fics have white readers and i’m not so :) so just know she is described as dark skinned also - let me know for a potential part 2 )
You sat in the car as you stared out the window, you had never felt more annoyed.
Context? Today was your best friend Madelyn's joint birthday with your other best friend Sayda. They were turning 21! They could legally drink and all, well, in America. Anywhere else they could as well. You, on the other hand, were still stuck on 20. You had planned your present for the two of them for over 2 months. And after all that, you were told you couldn't attend.
Your parents somehow tied you to familial obligations at the age of 20.
You knew you could say no, your family did too. But they knew how to play on your guilt. You knew that if you declined they wouldn't put up a fight but you’d know they were disappointed, You'd feel it in every glare, their words, everything. And guilt trips aren't your ideal idea of trips.
The familial obligations ended up being attending your older brother's golf tournament. 3 hours of watching older men profusely sweat their asses off on a stupid game. Which seemed like a punishment for a crime, only problem? You had no idea what crime you’d committed. As the car slowed down and you pulled into the parking lot you inhaled, only exhaling once you parked.
This was going to be the death of you.
“Y/n come on." Your mother said as she opened her car door. You turned to grab your purse and sunglasses before exiting. The entire golf course was packed. Food stalls lined the entrance and multiple people were hanging around, watching their family and friends.
But everyone, unlike you, was happy. Your parents walked in front as you followed, they picked up keys to a golf buggy, while you grabbed your own. You slung your purse on as you got in, turning the key. You all made our way over to the '20s to 30's side of the course.
Your brother, Ravi, was only 6 years older than you and was participating in the competition. And as you parked your buggy you finally took notice of the golfers. Unlike the entrance of the course, everyone here was, well, not old. But that was obvious since it was the 20-30 side of the competition.
Basically, the competition was split into age groups. Juniors are 15 to 19, then there's 20 to 30, 40 to 60 then seniors who are 60 and up. All the participants were well fit. A bunch of hot guys partially too old for you in tight polo shirts, sweating on a 30-degree day?
Maybe your parents dragging you here was actually beneficial.
Well, to you mostly.
"Guys! Over here!" A voice shouted over the murmuring of the crowd, Ravi. Your mother took my hand and led me through the sea of people. As if you couldn't yourself. Fair to say you let her, sometimes she's, uh, coddling.
(Which is a total understatement)
Ever since you graduated and moved out of your mother’s been looking for ways for you to need her. To the point where you’re starting to think being a mother might've taken up more parts of her life than you thought. "Thanks for coming today."
Ravi wrapped his arms around you as you returned the embrace. "I thought you weren't coming? Isn't it Madelyn and Sayda's birthday today?" You sighed, "It is, but I was sort've-" Your father's glare from behind your mother had you swallowing your words. "I just, uh, wanted to support you."
Internally, you wanted to shout, 'Well actually I'm too nice of a fucking person to turn down plans even if I have something else planned because I absolutely despise the idea of hurting someone's feelings. And, I know how it feels to be turned down and it sucks ass. So no, I'm not here because I want to be, and yes it is their birthday party and I don't know if I'll be able to get there in time.'
But then again, you were too nice for that.
"Oh, well thanks again."
To anyone else, it would've seemed like a normal response, but then again you knew what he meant. 'You were dragged here, I know. I'm sorry.'
You smiled at him as he smiled back. "So, when is it all starting?" You questioned him, in hope of deterring the conversation. "In a minute or two."
"There's seats over there. If you need anything let me know okay?" He said as he hugged you one last time before you took your place with your parents.
As you say you actually found yourself enjoying the tournament, to your surprise. But the heat was definitely getting to you, swiftly getting up you turned to your parents as you let them know where you were going.
You took your purse with you as you made your way over to the food stalls, wanting a smoothie. A high pitched squeal rang through your ears as you were wrapped in a warm hug.
"Y/n! What're you doing here?" Sayda asked you, "Ravi's playing! Or competing, whatever you call it." Sayda smiled, "So is my brother!" Sayda beamed as you replied, "Really? Oh my god I didn't even know he was in town!"
"Aha, I'm sorry I didn't tell you. If I can, I'll introduce you to him. And if not now, he'll be at my birthday party tonight." Confusion warped your facial expression as you asked, "What does he l-" Your friend Madelyn approached the pair of you, "Oh my god! Y/n you're here too!"
You smiled at her, "Yeah, sadly. Why're you guys here, I thought you had the party?" You asked the two, "Since Sayda's brother is in town and he rarely is, he wanted to participate in the stupid golf tournament so we pushed the party back so that he could make it."
You nodded, "I have a few things to do before the party so I have to get going. But I'll see you guys later." She said as she hugged us once last time before leaving the queue.
Yourself and Madelyn were almost at the front of the line as she whispered, "Avoid her brother okay? If she asks if you want to meet him? Run. Away." You looked at her as if she'd just punched you in the face, "What? Why?"
Madelyn looked at you dead straight.
"Because he's so fucking hot."
You laughed, maybe a little louder than you should have, "That's your reason?" Madelyn or Madi as you called her, whacked your arm, "I'm serious. So many of our friends have crushes on him. And he's dated a few of Saydas friends. Literally, none of those relationships worked out and Sayda stopped being friends with most of them."
"Did she know about the relationships?" Madi nodded, "Yeah, but none of them worked out because he's always busy with his job. Plus he cheated on half of them. But he's so good at manipulating I swear, he manages to convince everyone that 'The breakup was mutual' or 'She cheated'. And everyone believes him because, well, I don't know."
You smiled, "I won't calm down. Plus maybe those relationships did end on good terms?" You asked hopefully. "Maria walked in on him with Isa." The smile on your face dropped immediately. "Okay then." The two of you ordered your drinks and food afterwards, returning to her private birthday tent. Lucky.
You sat back and watched on, it came down to the last hole. Each player had 3 shots to get the golf ball in or you lost. The last two competitors were your brother and another guy. He was tall, definitely more so than you, his hair looked fluffy, and he had stubble and gorgeous brown eyes.
The polo shirt he was wearing was definitely not helping, you could even see his toned body through it. His forehead was glistening with sweat. And as you were about to go to the toilet the man lifted his shirt to wipe off the sweat.
Oh. My. Fucking. God.
You walked as fast as possible without looking suspicious, but at this point you weren’t so sure if you cared anymore. You grabbed your phone and began to spam Maddi.
Maddi 💕
To Maddi; i swear to fucking god bro
To Maddi; this guy looks unreal
To Maddi; i think im gonna jump his ass or som because MY GOD 🧎♀️🧎♀️🙏🏽
From Maddi; y/n, you’re going insane, leave the man alone 😭
To Maddi; you haven’t seen him once you do you’ll understand 👍🏽
From Maddi; will i tho?
To Maddi; yes you will bitch 🔪 i’ll point him out when i get back <33
You looked at yourself in the mirror while trying to compose yourself. Taking a deep breath you opened the door of the bathroom to be met with a rolling golf ball, stopping just at your feet. You kneeled down to pick it up and as you did you heard footsteps getting closer to you.
“Mierda! Hi, yes, uh sorry do you uh pass the ball back?”
Fuck. To your luck the guy you were gushing about stood in front of you, still sweaty, but his hair was messier and his breathing staggered. But he looked so fucking good to the point where you dismissed his extended right hand entirely. “Hello? Are you okay?” He asked as he stared intently.
“Uh oh yeah! Uhm sorry I was just-”
“Staring at me?”
“No! Well yes I was staring but not in a creepy way. I was just- your eyes?”
Even though you missed his extended hand you didn’t miss the evident smirk which came across his face as he stood in front of you, stepping ever so close to you, his hand brushed a loose piece of hair from your cheek as he whispered,
“Keep the ball. Gives me a reason to find you again.”
And with that he swiftly turned, distancing himself from you. But not without winking over his shoulder at you. You could feel your cheeks begin to burn up, but at least it wasn’t noticeable. More complimentary to your darker skin.
The golf ball suddenly drew your attention as your thumb grazed over indebts, looking down you noticed an ordinary company name, but then, to the side, initials.
C.S
Hey there , saw your requests open soo
Carlos x fem reader
The reader is pretty closed off, calm or unemotional person, works in academia. Somehow her and Carlos are dating and it hasn't been that long. Carlos wants to know more of her and like form an emotional bond but the reader is pretty nonchalant. But he notices that she's much more reactive when they're having sex or getting yk. And he uses that to his advantage to get her to say I love you back (she loves him but never says that)
You can take your time. No worries (•‿•)
𝒄𝒂𝒕 𝒈𝒐𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒕𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒖𝒆? — carlos sainz x f!reader
summary: everyone’s shocked how y/n is carlos sainz’s girlfriend. her personality didn’t really show it— calm and nonchalant, never really the type to open up even towards carlos. will he be able to change that?
content warnings: smut (18+) mdni, cunnilingus, bathroom sex (but there’s no penetration so idk if that’s still considered), not proofread again 😭 please excuse errors you might encounter.
this fic contains super basic spanish words!
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“No, are you serious?”
“Miss Y/L/N? Dating THE Carlos Sainz?”
“I know, why hasn’t she told us? If I were her, I’d be bragging about it everyday.”
“Maybe that’s why she had someone substitute for her Friday class, she was at the race last week.”
Said the students who gossiped over their TA, Y/N.
Recently, a picture of Carlos and Y/N in the Ferrari garage was released all over social media. It went viral, the post reaching almost a million likes.
Y/N obviously wasn’t the type to post content of her boyfriend. She was rather reserved, her social medias were private and little to no posts— she didn’t even have a TikTok account.
Even at the start of their relationship, Y/N didn’t know Carlos was an F1 driver. She only found out when he invited her to a race.
The sound of Y/N’s heels clicking against the marble tiles echoed throughout the hallway, making her way towards the lecture hall. She pushed the laminated wood door open and the students immediately fell silent, watching her as she made her way towards the desk.
“Mr. Sanders won’t be able to make it today, so he won’t be able to deliver a lecture.” Y/N said while she brought out her laptop and placed it on the desk. After the students heard the news, they whispered a small ‘yes’.
“However, he has instructed me to create a quiz on last week’s lesson.”
The students groaned.
Y/N opened her laptop, “The quiz can now be accessed, you have 1 hour to answer. Goodluck.”
The students got to work and Y/N as well, answering several emails and creating lesson plans for the next semester.
Work never really seemed to end for her, she was always glued to her laptop— and when Carlos wanted to spend time with her, it would take a long persuading to do so.
1 hour quickly passed by and Y/N stood up, “Please submit your quizzes. Late submissions 2 minutes after will incur deductions. Once you have finished, you may leave the lecture hall.”
Some students who were already finished left as instructed while others were still fixing their things.
Just as Y/N was about to fix her things too, her phone vibrated and a notification appeared.
Carlos: Mi preciosa, what time do you get off work?
She opened her phone and replied.
Y/N: Now, actually. Why? My 11 to 3 pm class got cancelled.
Carlos: I was wondering if we could grab lunch? I’ll fetch you from work.
“Miss Y/L/N?” A voice interrupted, Y/N looked up from her phone and saw a group of students surrounding her.
“We’d like to ask what’s the passing score? One of them asked.
“Passing is 25.”
All of them let out a sigh of relief.
“Thank you, Miss. See you next week!” They replied and slowly walked away “We hope to see you in the race next week.” One joked, causing their elbow to be nudged.
Y/N’s eyebrows furrowed upon hearing the statement, causing her to stand up. “Excuse me?”
“Oh, well you’re all over social media right now, Miss. We know you’re dating Carlos Sainz.”
“Yeah, why haven’t you said anything? It’s something to brag about.”
Y/N inhaled deeply, “Yes, I’m dating Carlos Sainz. Why does that matter? It isn’t my responsibility to announce my relationship status. Now, please leave the lecture hall.”
The students were stunned and they apologized. They left the hall, leaving her all alone.
Y/N huffed and grabbed her things, closed the lights and left the hall.
She grabbed her phone out of her pocket and messaged Carlos, telling him that she was already off work and already walking towards the exit.
Carlos was already parked outside of the University. Among all the other cars parked there, Y/N knew which one was her boyfriend’s car. She walked towards his car and knocked on the passenger’s door, Carlos opened it and greeted her with a warm smile.
Y/N smiled back and sat in the passenger’s seat, closing the door.
“How was work, amor?” Carlos asked as he started leaving the parking lot.
“It’s okay, I guess.”
“I guess?” He questioned.
“My students found out that we’re dating.” Y/N sighed and fixed her hair on the mirror.
“How’d they find out?”
“I don’t know, I told them off and I left the lecture hall immediately.”
Carlos glanced over to her, “Amor, what about it if they found out we’re dating? You’re smart, beautiful, and definitely more than what I deserve. What’s the worry?”
“Nothing.” She shrugged off Carlos’ question.
Their lunch ended on a good note and went home immediately after, at Y/N’s apartment.
Y/N tapped her keycard against the door lock, pushing it open. She took off her heels and placed it on the shoe rack behind the door, Carlos’ actions following hers. The cold beige colored marble tiles made contact with feet, her thin socks barely giving her any warmth.
“I’m going to take a shower.” Y/N announced, making her way towards the bedroom and Carlos hummed in response.
He always wondered why she wasn’t as open towards him. Sure, she’s shared some things about her past, and her life in general, but she never really shared anything regarding her emotions.
Although she’s somewhat affectionate, it’s still a shock to her how she really just couldn’t say the three words that meant the most— I love you.
The sound of metal clinking on the ceramic jewelry plate resonated throughout the bedroom, Y/N taking off her accessories before she showered.
“You’re so beautiful, you know?” Carlos leaned against the bathroom’s doorway, watching Y/N as she unbuttoned her blue silk button down top. She looked towards his direction, flashing him a small smile.
As she was about to unbutton the last one, Carlos wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close, closing the gap between them. His hands wandered, while he placed soft kisses on Y/N’s neck.
“Carlos..” Her words fell, lost in his kisses. “— what are you doing..” She let out a soft moan.
“Te gusta, Mi amor?” Carlos said in between kisses, slowing making them aggressive.
“Si…” Was all Y/N managed to let out.
It was like Carlos turned on a switch in her brain, he never saw her like this. Submissive, melting even at the slightest touch.
Out of desperation, Y/N guided his hand towards her right breast, pushing her bra. Carlos played with her nipple, tugging and pulling on it. Y/N looked at herself in the mirror in front of her, desperate and needy for her lover’s touch.
She finally removed her top, only leaving her in her bra and panties, her slacks gone even before Carlos entered.
“Hermosa.” Carlos said under his breath, looking at Y/N’s figure on the mirror. She turned around and faced him, pulling him in for a deep, passionate kiss. “May I take this off?” Carlos asked in between kisses and tugged on her bra strap, she hummed in response. With one swift movement, her bra fell loose, letting it drop on the floor.
Carlos pulled away and unbuttoned his linen polo, tossing it somewhere. Y/N couldn’t believe what was in front of her— it was her first time seeing Carlos topless. She placed a hand on his chest and he watched, her hand slowly going down towards his crotch.
Before she could unbuckle his belt, Carlos inched towards her, causing her to lean against the sink.
“Sit on the counter for me, yeah?” And she obliged, her feet hanging off the counter.
Y/N’s hands wandered along his chest and arms, desperate for his next move. Carlos brought his hand towards her left breast, kneading it as his mouth latched onto her right nipple. She felt herself getting wet, her core beginning to feel a familiar tingle.
Carlos pulled away for a moment, “Is this okay?” She nodded, her free hand making its way towards her core, ready to touch herself. But Carlos was quick to stop her, “Ah ah, no. Let me.”
“Por favor, Carlos.” Y/N begged, growing impatient.
Carlos laughed, “Since when were you so impatient, amor?” He took off her panties and tossed them aside, revealing her wet core.
Y/N spread her pussy lips apart, her clit exposed and covered with her wetness. Carlos went on his knees and placed kisses on her inner thigh, inching closer towards her pussy. Y/N grabbed his hair, desperately wanting to be touched.
He placed his thumb on the entrance of her pussy, spreading her wetness around. Y/N’s breath hitched, “Fuck, Carlos.” He licked her clit gently, his thumb still toying with her entrance.
“You love this, no?” Carlos taunted, his licks now turned into sucking which made her crazier.
“So— so much, f-fuck! More!” Y/N moaned out, her grip on Carlos’ dark brown locks tightening.
Carlos picked up the pace, her sounds of pleasure growing louder and louder each time his tongue grazed over her clit.
Y/N brought her hand towards her breast, pinching and twisting her nipple to stimulate herself.
Carlos couldn’t believe the sight before him. Her chest heaving up and down, breaths shaky from the work his tongue was doing on her pussy.
He felt that Y/N was cumming soon, her wetness growing even more. “Are you close, amor?” Y/N nodded like her life depended on it, “Si, amor— fuck! I’m so close!” She struggled to say, her orgasm nearing.
“You wanna cum?”
“Yes, please— please! I want to cum!”
“Tell me that you love me, and I’ll let you cum.” Carlos stopped sucking on her pussy and rubbed her clit with his thumb instead, in a painfully slow motion.
“W-what?” She breathed out, unsure of what he said.
“Tell me you love me.” Carlos stood up and pulled her closer, his middle and ring finger rubbing her clit as he picked up the pace.
Y/N jaw remained open, unable to comprehend what Carlos said.
“Cat got your tongue, amor?” He smirked and rubbed even faster, the sound of her wetness spreading around her skin.
“A-ah! I love you— fuck! I love you, C-carlos!” She screamed as her orgasm came over her, her legs tightened on his hips. Carlos groaned, giving her wet pussy a slap before slightly pulling away.
Y/N processed what happened, she actually said I love you.
How did that happen?
Still recovering from her orgasm, she was panting heavily. Carlos took a good look at the sight in front of him, satisfied with what he did.
“If it takes an orgasm for you to say those words,” Carlos panted, running his hand through his hair. “Then I’d give you an orgasm everyday.”
Y/N let out a laugh, “I never really said I love you because I thought it was too early.”
Or maybe because she wasn’t used to it.
“Amor, I’ve always wanted to hear those words come out of your mouth ever since we’ve started dating.” Carlos cupped her cheek, looking into her eyes. “Por favor, mi amor. Please say I love you more often.”
“But that means I wouldn’t be able to get orgasms anymore.” She joked, Carlos laughed.
“Don’t worry, I’ll make you cum anytime you want.” He placed a kiss on her forehead.
“I love you, Carlos.”
“I love you too, mi preciosa.”
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a/n: this was a experience to write! i haven’t written smut in a while 😭
🏎️ cockwarming with carlos whilst he’s on a racing sim, he wants to keep practicing until he has a perfect lap but reader reallyyyy needs him
I loved this request sm! 🥹
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The sound of engines roared through the room as Carlos focused intently on the racing simulator. The large screen displayed the intricate twists and turns of the virtual track, each curve demanding his full attention. He had been at it for hours, determined to perfect his lap times before the next big race.
You watched from the doorway, biting your lip as you took in the sight of him. Carlos was always mesmerizing when he was so deeply immersed in his passion, but tonight, you needed him in a different way. The desire burning within you had reached a fever pitch, and you couldn’t wait any longer.
Slowly, you made your way over to him, your footsteps silent on the carpet. Carlos didn’t notice your approach, his eyes fixed on the screen, hands gripping the steering wheel with determination. You slipped behind him, your hands resting lightly on his shoulders as you leaned in close.
“Carlos,” you whispered, your breath warm against his ear.
He glanced at you briefly, a quick smile flashing across his lips before his focus returned to the track. “Hey, cariño,” he murmured. “Just a few more laps, okay? I need to get this perfect.”
You sighed, your need growing more urgent with each passing second. “I really need you,” you said softly, your voice laced with longing.
Carlos’s eyes flickered with recognition, a hint of a smile playing at the corners of his mouth. “I know, baby. But I have to finish this first. Just give me a little more time.”
You knew how dedicated he was, but the ache inside you was becoming unbearable. A mischievous idea took root in your mind, and you decided to take matters into your own hands. Gently, you moved around to straddle his lap, your legs on either side of his.
Carlos’s eyes widened in surprise as you settled yourself against him, your body pressing intimately close. “What are you doing?” he asked, his voice a mix of curiosity and amusement.
You gave him a sultry smile, your hands resting on his shoulders as you leaned in closer. “If you’re going to keep practicing, then I’m going to stay right here,” you whispered, your lips brushing against his ear.
Carlos’s breath hitched as he realized your intention, his hands momentarily slipping from the steering wheel. “Are you serious?” he asked, his voice husky with desire.
“Dead serious,” you replied, your voice a seductive purr.
With a swift, practiced motion, you positioned yourself over him, guiding him inside you with a sigh of relief. The sensation was intense, your bodies joining in a way that felt both familiar and electrifying. Carlos groaned, his hands gripping your hips as he tried to maintain his focus on the track.
“You’re making this very difficult,” he muttered, his voice strained.
“Good,” you replied with a playful grin. “Maybe it’ll motivate you to finish faster.”
Carlos chuckled, his eyes darting between the screen and you, his concentration faltering. “You are impossible,” he said, his voice filled with affection.
You began to move subtly, rocking your hips in a slow, teasing rhythm that sent waves of pleasure through both of you. Carlos’s grip on the steering wheel tightened, his knuckles turning white as he fought to keep his focus.
Despite his best efforts, the combination of your movements and the intoxicating sensation of being inside you was too much for him to resist. His lap times began to suffer, the once-perfect lines and turns becoming increasingly erratic.
“Cariño, you’re going to make me crash,” he groaned, his voice thick with desire.
You leaned in closer, your lips brushing against his neck as you whispered, “Then maybe you should focus on me instead.”
Carlos’s resolve finally crumbled, his hands abandoning the steering wheel to wrap around you, pulling you closer. “You win,” he murmured, his voice a mixture of defeat and arousal.
With a swift motion, he shut off the simulator, the room falling into a sudden, blissful silence. His attention was now solely on you, his eyes dark with need as he began to move in earnest, his hips thrusting up to meet yours.
The two of you moved together in a passionate, desperate rhythm, the room filled with the sounds of your shared pleasure. Each thrust, each touch, brought you closer to the edge, the intensity of your desire igniting a fire that consumed you both.
Carlos’s hands roamed over your body, his touch sending shivers down your spine. He kissed you deeply, his tongue exploring your mouth with a hunger that matched your own. Your fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer as you rode the waves of pleasure together.
“You’re incredible,” he whispered against your lips, his voice filled with awe.
You smiled, your eyes locked onto his as you whispered back, “So are you.”
As the intensity of your movements grew, so did the pleasure, building to a crescendo that left you both breathless and trembling. With one final, powerful thrust, Carlos sent you over the edge, your body convulsing with the force of your release. He followed moments later, his own orgasm tearing through him as he held you close, your bodies locked together in a moment of perfect unity.
Breathless and sated, you collapsed against him, your head resting on his shoulder as you caught your breath. Carlos’s hands gently caressed your back, his touch soothing and tender.
“That was… amazing,” he murmured, his voice filled with contentment.
You smiled, your eyes closed as you nuzzled closer to him. “It was,” you agreed, your voice a sleepy murmur.
Carlos’s fingers traced lazy patterns on your skin, his touch a comforting presence. “We should do this more often,” he suggested with a chuckle.
You laughed softly, your body relaxing into his embrace. “I wouldn’t mind that,” you replied, your voice filled with warmth and affection.
“I need touch I crave it” — Carlos Sainz x Male reader
Slightly smutty
Word count — 806
@crispysoup318
Carlos and y/n stumbled into their shared apartment drunk and giggling plopping down on the couch with a thud. Carlos wrapped his arm around y/n’s shoulder pulling him against his side. Y/n was used to his friend being touchy like this. Carlos' desire to be touched and to touch amplified when he was drunk. Y/n didn’t fight it, he was touch starved and Carlos made it his mission to change that.
“I’m never drinking with you again” y/n to his friend who snorted at him.
“Yeah right” Carlos says laughing. Carlos continued laughing enjoying the way y/n leaned against him, head lolling on his chest as his alcohol-induced exhaustion began to set in.
Carlos wrapped both arms around Y/n pulling him fully into his lap. Carlos’ hands began to idly wander y/n’s body rubbing over his shoulders and down to his thighs.
Y/n was used to this by now - Carlos got needy when he was drunk and the more he drank, the more needy he got.
carlos's hands came to a rest on y/n's thighs, fingers tracing mindless shapes there, gently squeezing and caressing the skin and muscle beneath y/n’s jeans.
"you're very handsy when you're drunk," y/n muttered, trying to sound annoyed but the words fell through his lips more as a statement of fact. Y/n didn't mind it, at least he didn’t think he did. He hadn’t experienced a lot of touch and Carlos always took care to be gentle.
"can't help it,” Carlos said, words slurring together. “I need touch. I crave it ”
“you’re like a baby,” y/n teased, but it didn’t have much bite to it. Carlos pouted at y/n, his hands continuing to roam over y/n's body, slowly becoming more exploratory. Y/n shivered as Carlos' hands slid under his shirt, his fingertips tracing over the bare skin of y/n's stomach.
Y/n's breath hitched in his throat, his heart suddenly beating faster. What was happening? Why did this feel so different than Carlos' usual drunken affection? He tried to ignore the heat that pooled between his legs and the way his mind suddenly flickered with very non-friendship thoughts.
Carlos's lips were close to y/n's skin now, soft kisses and gentle bites being placed on y/n's throat. Y/n’s head fell back, eyes shut tightly, lost in the sensation of Carlos' hands and mouth on his body. Y/n's mind was spinning trying to process what was happening. He couldn’t stop the small moans and gasps that escaped as Carlos continued to gently mark y/n’s skin. The combination of the alcohol and carlos’ touch was making y/n feel dizzy and lightheaded.
Carlos’ hands found their way to y/n's hips, his grip firm as he pulled y/n flush against his body. Y/n could feel Carlos's hardness beneath him and he let out a soft whine. y/n was torn between wanting to pull back and keep a clear head and wanting Carlos to keep going, keep touching him.
Carlos let out a low growl as he lifted y/n’s shirt, revealing more bare skin for him to explore. Y/n’s skin was burning everywhere carlos touched, a deep heat pooling in his stomach. y/n was powerless to stop him, no longer even trying to fight the sensation.
Carlos's mouth moved back up to y/n's neck, sucking and biting as if trying to leave a claim on y/n’s skin. y/n’s hands tangled in carlos’ hair, holding him, silently encouraging him to continue his ministries.
“God, you're so pretty,'' Carlos muttered against y/n’s skin, words slurring together. “I have been wanting to get my hands on you for so long… i couldn't wait anymore.”
y/n’s heart thudded against his chest at those words. How long had Carlos wanted this? Why hadn’t he said something sooner?
Carlos's hands continued their journey, moving down to the front of y/n’s jeans. y/n’s head was still spinning, though a whirlwind as Carlos unbuttoned his pants. y/n’s breath caught in his throat, conflicted about whether he should stop this but then Carlos spoke again.
”I can't stop thinking about you… I want you so bad.”
Carlos's hand wrapped around y/n, stroking him through the thin fabric of his boxers. y/n’s head fell back against the couch, a moan spilling from his lips. His mind was a mess but his body was screaming for more, pleasure overriding any misgivings he had.
“touch me,” Carlos whispered.
y/n’s mind was swimming but he obeyed, his hand moving down to Carlos's jeans, fumbling with the buckle. The alcohol in his system made his fingers feel clumsy, his coordination sloppy but eventually he managed to undo carlos’ pants.
Carlos groaned when y/n’s hand made contact. He leaned his head against y/n’s collarbone, breathing heavily.
y/n’s hand moved up and down, stroking Carlos in firm, slow movements. Carlos's body was trembling with pleasure, his arms wrapped tightly around y/n, keeping him close.
”So good,” Carlos murmured. “just like that…”
hello! I never have done this but I need help finding a fanfic of f1 grid with the title of something along the line of “sliverstone all nighter” (idk this is what I remember😭). It’s like a smut of like almost the whole grid. please help! (Please don’t mind the shit grammar :D)
you were never not mine — carlos sainz
★ : pairing :: carlos sainz x reader ★ : genre :: social media au; angst; fluff separated by a hidden emotional turmoil, carlos and y/n navigate the complexities of co-parenting their twins amidst the high-stakes of the f1 world. amidst paddock visits and personal healing, will they go further apart or find their way back to each other? ★ : a/n :: will be dropping in the upcoming week! this masterlist is being put up to spread the taglist form for now and obviously, to disclose the plot of the series. thank you for the request love @mrssainzleclerc , this series is based off of this ask. ahhh so excited for this cant lie omg
SERIES ARCHIVE SCENE 1 :: YOU TORE ME RIGHT APART SCENE 2 :: HOW MUCH TRAGEDY? SCENE 3 :: WE CAN'T BE FRIENDS SCENE 4 :: OLD HABITS DIE SCREAMING SCENE 5 :: TWO GRAVES, ONE GUN SCENE 6 :: IT'S HEAVEN OR SO THEY SAY SCENE 7 :: WE'LL PAY THE PRICE, I GUESS SCENE 8 :: IMPERFECT FOR YOU
you left in peace, left me in pieces
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SCENE 1 :: YOU TORE ME RIGHT APART ↳ you were never not mine — carlos sainz ༉‧₊˚✧
★ : pairing :: carlos sainz x reader ★ : genre :: angst; fluff separated by a hidden emotional turmoil, carlos and y/n navigate the complexities of co-parenting their twins amidst the high-stakes f1 world. amidst paddock visits and personal healing, will they go further apart or find their way back to each other? ★ : a/n :: oh fuck okay here we go! let me know what you guys think so far <3 what are the theories!! ahhhhhh this is more introductory? but lots of drama nevertheless <3 please don't mention the diff twin pics, i'll start crying!
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yn.user 41 mins ago
yn.user boys are here to support their papa!
username OMG THE IT BABIES ARE BACK ON TRACK charlesleclerc I know they were rooting for me in red🏎 I loved the bracelet btw❤️🩹 ⤷ carlossainz dress up leo in red and leave my kids alone username I WOULD KILL TO HAVE Y/N AND CARLOS AS MY PARENTS carlossainz papa won this for his family👍 ⤷ username it's so cute that even though they are separated, carlos never leaves out y/n ⤷ username I think it's his loss, he wants them back so he's playing a persona w words like 'family' lol ⤷ username please get a life, touch some grass🙏 username THE BABIES MADE A BRACELET FOR CARLOS ⤷ landonorris I got one toooooo
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carlossainz 20 mins ago
carlossainz who said weekends with papa are a bore?
landonorris whoring on main papa sainz? ⤷ carlossainz please unfollow❤️ username DILFFFFF username carlos can I also be your baby mama???? y/n.user MUMMA MISSES HER BABIES ⤷ carlossainz we miss you too ⤷ username pretty sure she was talking about the kids carlos lmao username it's so strange that now we get the updates from separate accounts I miss the og paddock fam ⤷ username well people move on so🤷♀️ ⤷ username only the real ones rmb the sainz x y/n post spams lmao
yn.user just now
yn.user stole my tortured heart💫
username who plays cards alone on a beach? 👀 username y/n’s cryptic post has me guessing mhmmm a new love interest maybe?! ⤷ username cards on the beach when alone? definitely not alone. who’s the mystery company hehe carlossainz looks like a peaceful day. glad you're finding time for yourself! ⤷ yn.user hope the boys are still up! returning the call soon🥰 lilymhe finally enjoying some well-deserved relaxation💖 ⤷ yn.user love youuu username i see cards but no players. who's with you y/n username we need more context omg is this a date ⤷ username probably with lily lol username at first i thought you were with carlos but he's in the comments soooo does that mean a new romance
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f1.wags 2 mins ago
f1.wags Our sources have spotted Y/N, ex-partner of F1 driver Carlos Sainz, enjoying a cozy dinner with an unidentified man. The two were seen sharing intimate moments, sparking rumors of a new romance. Could this be the start of a new chapter for Y/N? Stay tuned for more updates as we dig deeper into this developing story.
username wow, moving on already? poor carlos username she couldn't wait a little longer before flaunting her new man username guess she never really loved carlos. just saying ⤷ username carlos deserves better than someone who moves on so fast ⤷ username its been almost half a year? username poor kids. this is why you should never have kids out of wedlock ⤷ username hey good morning, i think you time traveled to 200 years forward. please go back username she’s just trying to make carlos jealous. grow up, y/n username so much for being a loving mother? priorities lol ⤷ username boys were with carlos for one weekend and this is how she spends it ⤷ username from a perfect family to this? disappointing username carlos is better off without her. clearly, she didn’t care about him ⤷ username fr y/n's true colors are showing now. carlos dodged a bullet
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SCENE 2 :: HOW MUCH TRAGEDY ↳ you were never not mine — carlos sainz ༉‧₊˚✧
★ : pairing :: carlos sainz x reader ★ : genre :: angst; fluff separated by a hidden emotional turmoil, carlos and y/n navigate the complexities of co-parenting their twins amidst the high-stakes f1 world. amidst paddock visits and personal healing, will they go further apart or find their way back to each other? ★ : a/n :: text posts are going to return from tom till then you can enjoy this<3 taglist form is in the series masterlist btw!! HATS OFF TO EVERY SINGLE SMAU WRITER BECAUSE THIS IS SO HARD LMAO
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f1 10 mins ago
f1 LET'S GET THE EUROPEAN LEG OF THE SEASON STARTED! 🇮🇹
username oh the admin knows what they did with carlos at the front lmao username can't wait for the races! let's goooo! 🇮🇹🏁 username so excited for this leg of the season! bring it on! 🤩 username hoping for some amazing races! good luck to all the drivers! 🙌 username here for the racing, not y/n’s drama ⤷ username ugh yes like can we focus on racing and not y/n’s drama? username italy, here we come! forza ferrari! ❤️ ⤷ username poor carlos, dealing with y/n’s drama and still racing username ready for some intense racing action! 🏎🔥 username who else is here for the drama? carlos and y/n's relationship update please! 😂 ⤷ username i hope carlos and y/n figure things out. it was so nice seeing her at the race again
yn.user 20 mins ago
yn.user behind every successful man is his loving fam❤️ congratulations papa sainz
username this is a joke, right? after all the drama? lilymhe wow such a hottie and a MOM? smash! ⤷ yn.user date and time🙏 ⤷ alexalbon uhm... im right here? username weren't you just out with another man? hypocrite ⤷ username loving fam? like she didn't just get caught with another guy? 😂 username wow, pretending everything is fine now? ⤷ username guess she's trying to clean up her image good luck with that username this is so fake everyone knows the truth username acting like a loving family after everything? sure, y/n ⤷ username like who the fuck are you fooling, y/n? we know the real story username you're so pretty, y/n! i bought the tickets just to see you irl username didn't take long for the fake posts to start
carlossainz 20 mins ago
carlossainz victory feels even sweeter with my kids by my side!🏆❤️
username congrats, carlos! the kids are your ONLY real supporters. username so glad you’re focusing on the kids and not the drama. ⤷ username victory without y/n? this is peak comedy😭 ⤷ username way to go, carlos! the kids are all you need! username finally, a win focused on the right people. congrats, carlos! username oh god we really lost the great war huh username great win, carlos! the kids must be so proud. ⤷ username this is the content we love. kids over drama! username well done! no need for distractions we're so proud❤️ ⤷ username the kids are his real mvps so lol username congrats, carlos! the kids are your biggest fans.
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yn.user 20 mins ago
yn.user as my boys said: finally a worthy opponent✨
username this is why some people shouldn't have kids. username she's a mess. no wonder they broke up ⤷ username using her kids for attention. disgusting! carlossainz so you're also bad at scrabble? ⤷ username oh shit carlos didn't come to play ⤷ username you tell her carlos!! username no stability for those poor kids with her around. ⤷ username kids must be so confused with a new man every week username pathetic attempt to make carlos jealous. GROW UP, Y/N!!!
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SCENE 3 :: WE CAN'T BE FRIENDS ↳ you were never not mine — carlos sainz ༉‧₊˚✧
★ : pairing :: carlos sainz x reader ★ : genre :: angst; fluff separated by a hidden emotional turmoil, carlos and y/n navigate the complexities of co-parenting their twins amidst the high-stakes f1 world. amidst paddock visits and personal healing, will they go further apart or find their wayback to each other? ★ : a/n :: woah things slowing down? more fluff than angst? 👀
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f1.wag 10 mins ago
f1.wag Breaking: F1 wag Lily, girlfriend of Alex Albon, spotted rushing to Y/N's house following explosive Instagram drama involving Y/N's ex, Carlos. 🚨
username y/n acting like a child, as usual. no wonder carlos didn't put a ring on it ⤷ username that's so rude, you're a horrible person username sending positive vibes to y/n! idk what i would've done in her place username didn’t y/n have a boyfriend before carlos? why is she always so dramatic? ⤷ username doesn't like the taste of her own medicine lmao username everyone handles heartbreak differently. sending love and strength to y/n :( username this isn’t high school? it’s embarrassing how y/n can’t handle a breakup on her own ⤷ username y/n needs to stop acting like a kid and face her problems head-on username lily must be tired of playing babysitter for y/n. time to grow up!
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yn.user 10 mins ago
yn.user my best buddies✨
username cute post! but where's their daddy? username did she just call the man she was kissing a week ago,, her buddy? ⤷ username guess carlos isn't the only one who left, huh? ⤷ username she is the one calling him a friend?? maybe she dumped him??? ⤷ username wouldn't be the first time she left lol ⤷ username the way you guys jump to conclusions while knowing NOTHING username this is just sad. have some respect for yourself! ⤷ yn.user maybe try walking a mile in my shoes before you judge username well... it didn't take that long, right? username please don't send the kids to races alone :( ⤷ username still not over alisa or wtv stealing the spotlight from the boys😭 username this is the hardest friendzone ever lmao
boo is typing... (y/n's pov)
f1.wag 5 mins ago
f1.wag Breaking: Meet Alisa: Carlos Sainz's new flame and model from Y/N’s old friend group
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carlossainz 5 mins ago
carlossainz ❤️
username i'm glad carlos is no more hung up on HER yn.user nice to see you focusing on the positives❤️ ⤷ username damage control? username oh no, y/n's in the comments. poor baby ⤷ username pretty sure this is his first personal post without y/n or the kids ⤷ username here comes the waterworks username proud of carlos for stepping up and taking a stand ⤷ username y/n was bullied a little too much :( username happy to see you getting a hold on everything ⤷ username we love a man in control👀
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SCENE 4 :: OLD HABITS DIE SCREAMING ↳ you were never not mine — carlos sainz ༉‧₊˚✧
★ : pairing :: carlos sainz x reader ★ : genre :: angst; fluff separated by a hidden emotional turmoil, carlos and y/n navigate the complexities of co-parenting their twins amidst the high-stakes f1 world. amidst paddock visits and personal healing, will they go further apart or find their wayback to each other? ★ : a/n :: well isn't it nice to see everything falling into place together? a big scandal coming in hot in scene 6! see you guys in a week🤭🤭
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alisa.gram 10 mins ago
alisa.gram cheer up, champ! you'll get them next time. ❤️🏆✨
username wow, alisa, you're stunning! ⤷ username you two are so cute together username this looks so staged, lol username i feel like she's just trying to get attention username carlos doesn't look happy at all ⤷ username he might be the day the mother of his kids will stop being a slut ⤷ username the misogyny in this sports run deep HUH username alisa, stop clout chasing your own boyfriend username is carlos okay? he looks miserable ⤷ username it's because if the y/n drama (again) not alisa!! username alisa's feeling threatened by y/n for sure username this relationship seems so fake ⤷ username carlos deserves better than this.
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f1.wag 2 mins ago
f1.wag carlos sainz and alisa have been frequently photographed together during the summer break and seem to be going strong. whether there's drama involved or not, this new couple is turning heads. are we ready to get them back on the track after the break?
username carlos still looks bored. this doesn't seem genuine. ⤷ username one month in, and he still doesn’t look happy username is it just me, or does this relationship feel forced? ⤷ username carlos deserves better than this pr stunt lmao username carlos never seems interested. why continue? ⤷ username you're so right this all looks staged username he looks fine, you guys are just unemployed username how long will this charade last? ⤷ username carlos, blink twice if you need help username alisa seems to be using carlos for fame. ⤷ username carlos deserves someone who makes him genuinely happy for once srsly
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soft launching carlos sainz
★ :: having to keep your relationship with a famous f1 driver as a secret is hard but secret only means private
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★ : a/n :: happy carlos day!! feedback and reblogs are appreciated!
I'm going to tattoo it on my forehead!
please can I request a tough Carlos sainz who like threatens to punish his girlfriend if she keeps teasing him - Bratty behaviour I guess love your stuff
Warnings: smut, p in v, marking, sliiiiiight breeding kink but not rly, things didn't quite follow the request sorry
Carlos watched her, his eyebrow raised. "What are you doing?" He asked as he watched her.
She was up to something, that much was sure. She walked up to him, legs between his own as she reached for his special, Spanish Grand Prix hat. "Amorcito," he said in warning, hands settling on her hips to steady her. "What are you doing?"
She pulled his hat from his head and placed it on her own. "There," she said, arms around his neck as she grinned at him. "That looks so much better."
His fingers dug into her hips as he squeezed her. "That's my special hat," he said, pulling her to sit on him. "Think you can give it back?"
She thought about it. Except, she didn't really. No, she just let her tongue poke between her teeth before she stood up and disappeared, racing out of the Ferrari hospitality suit.
"Cariño!" He called before chasing after her. The moment he caught her, she was so dead.
Here was the thing, she wanted to get caught. She wanted to feel his hands on her as he pulled her into his chest, growling something sexy into her ear.
That was why she let him chase her into his drivers room. The minute she was inside he grabbed her. "Check mate," he whispered as he pulled her back into his chest.
But then he pushed her forward until her knees hit the sofa. "What am I gonna do with you, Cariño," he muttered as he stalked towards her. Predator and prey, stares locked together.
She laid back, fingers gripping the bottom of her skirt. "Come on, then, Carlos," she said, legs open. "Come and get it."
The moment he stepped between her legs, she wrapped them around him, holding him in place.
His lips were against her neck, trying to distract her long enough to steal the hat. But it wasn't working. She kept a hold of the hat and pulled him closer.
Her moans spurred him on and he kissed, nibbled and sucked at the skin of her neck. "Fuck, baby," she whispered, eyes shutting as she threw her head back. Even then, she kept a hold of his hand.
His hips moved against hers, but the friction it created wasn't enough for the two of them. "Fuck," she kissed, pulling up her skirt with her free hand.
Carlos hooked his fingers around her underwear. He pulled away long enough to pull them down her legs and free himself.
But, before he returned to her, he checked the time on his watch. Not enough time to make sweet goddamn love to her. Not enough time to do anything but have a quick fuck. "I swear, after the race I'm gonna fuck you until the sun comes up," he whispered, forehead against her own.
Her noises were pathetic and desperate as he pushed in. But he wasted no time, hips snapping against her own. His fingers touched her, travelled beneath her shirt for just a second before returning to her clit.
The press of his thumb had her legs spasming around him. He moved it in slow, teasing circles, his cock doing just the opposite, pistoning in and out of her.
It had her every nerve ending on fire. Her breathing was ragged, but so was his. "Carlos," she all but babbled out, nails digging into his shoulders. "Fuck, I'm-"
And there it was. She tumbled over the edge, back arching away from the sofa. "Shit," Carlos gasped, hand falling away from her clit. His forehead was against hers, almost knocking the hat from her head as he drilled his cock into her. "Gonna... fill you up," he said through gasps.
When she cried out a yes! Carlos came. He did just as he said, filling her up. He gave a few more thrusts, stuffing himself inside of her over and over again. "Shit," he said again, kissing her cheeks. "I need to go."
She whined out as he pulled out of her, distracting her long enough for him to take his head back. "I'll give it to you properly after the race, I promise Cariño," he promised before disappearing out of the drivers room, leaving her breathless and spent on the sofa.
Fuck.
Sweet As Cherry || CS55
Summary: Where Carlos is obsessed with the smell of cherries that his girlfriend emanates.
cw: pure obscenity, Carlos!dom, reader!sub, dominant behavior, teasing, smut, p in v, receiving oral, fingering, choking, overstimulation, alternate universe, omegaverse
a/n: Where did this come from? Only God and the voices in my head know. This is dirty, low, filthy and I don't regret anything here, so accept it and enjoy 🫶🏼 Can someone teach me how to stop obsessing over Carlos Sainz? Thaaaanks
"Carlos, love... I need to study" she moaned, trying to close her legs while Carlos held her thighs tightly, he hadn't lifted his head for even a second. "B-Baby p-please" Y/N stuttered, digging her fingers into his hair, trying to push him away, but Carlos responded by sucking her clit more eagerly.
It was a normal morning, he was sorting out some things with the sponsors, Y/N was catching up on her study schedule, but then the sweet, soft smell of cherries and honey began to emanate. Carlos knew, S/N's heat was coming.
His little omega was going into heat, making Carlos respond to the unconscious stimuli she gave him, and Carlos was 100% sure that if he put his fingers in her pussy, he would find her wet. And the certainty of that made his mouth water, increasing his desire for the little rabbit sprawled on the couch. Unpretentiously, Carlos made his own pheromones emanate as well, seeing S/N wave her hand in the air like a fan, her skin glistened with a thin layer of sweat; Y/N tied her hair up and decided to sit on the floor, trying to stay cool, but the heat grew.
When Carlos noticed her nipples poking through the thin fabric of the summer dress she was wearing, he pounced. Y/N didn't even notice when she was placed back on the couch. Carlos growled when he saw the wet spot on her panties.
Carlos didn't even think before ripping off her delicate lingerie and diving into her pussy, he growled when her taste stopped on his tongue, the smell of cherries and honey increased, leaving Carlos hungrier, more in need of her.
He licked her like the hungry lion he was, sliding his warm tongue through Y/N's sensitive folds, she arched until her back was off the couch, moaning loud and sweet as he sucked on the sensitive bud. He was willing to devour his little rabbit, make her melt on his tongue, go stupid around his cock, he wanted her, fuck.
"Your smell, that honey and cherry smell of yours is driving me crazy," he murmured, biting the inside of her thighs.
He went back to licking her, smearing himself in her juices, S/N's breathing was shallow and became even more rarefied when Carlos's large hand pressed against her throat, This resulted in a cherry and honey bomb, she whimpered, grinding herself into Carlos' face. He groaned with surrender, with Y/N's need.
She gasped loudly as the orgasm built in her stomach, shaking all of Y/N's muscles, then Carlos pulled away, hearing his girlfriend cry out in agony at the interruption of her orgasm.
"No, no bunny, you're not going to cum now" he said, shoving two fingers into her tight hole, enjoying the tightness of the plush walls around his ring and index fingers. "You can hold it for me, won't you, baby?"
"Carlos" she pleaded, Carlos loved seeing the tears shining in her eyes, damn she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen and knowing that Y/N was his made the alpha's chest rumble with satisfaction. "I n-need it so much"
"Shh, I know, I know," he said, pulling his fingers in and out without stopping, enjoying how she trembled and grabbed the pillows, with nothing more than desperation and hunger. "You're my good girl, aren't you? My obedient bunny, you're not going to cum now"
Carlos allowed his hand to grow sharp claws and carefully, he tore open Y/N's delicate dress, leaving her naked for him. He slid his sharp claws across her skin, making Y/N shiver. Carlos leaned over her, leaving bite marks on her shoulders, breasts and neck — which unfortunately for him, wouldn't stay for long.
"P-Please" she whimpered, hitting him with more omega perfume, getting Carlos drunk on cherry and honey, Carlos' dick was so hard it hurt, he was dying to get inside Y/N, being smothered by her heat, fucking her until they were both senseless.
"Not yet baby" he increased the pressure in her throat, making her roll her eyes and push her hips against his hand, wanting him to go deeper. "Just a little longer, bunny"
She cried, digging her nails into his forearm, Carlos knew, Y/N wouldn't do anything he wouldn't let her, even if she really needed to cum, that was the alpha-omega dynamic, only Y/N could give Carlos the satisfaction he wanted and only Carlos would give Y/N everything she needed.
Sainz moved away from her, listening to his girlfriend's pleading cries, Carlos took off his own clothes in desperation and pulled them by the legs, until Y/N felt the head of his cock rubbing against her clit, making her even more sensitive. Carlos growled as he thrust inch by inch of his cock into her warm and soft girlfriend, he himself rolled his eyes when his entire length was suffocated by her, the beast scratched the walls of his chest, wanting to take over, wanting to dominate S/N completely.He pressed his fingers against Y/N's pelvic bones, keeping her still as he felt himself warm.
"Kiss me, please," she begged tearfully and moaned gratefully when he granted her request, feeling her taste on Carlos' tongue and everything went to space when she felt him pull away and penetrate her again with force, causing an explosion in her body.
"Just a little more, bunny, just a little more" he murmured, nibbling on her lips and chin, Carlos thrust without mercy, hitting the sensitive spot inside her so many times that Y/N didn't even know how hadn't come yet.
She scratched his back, wrapping her legs around his waist, the two of them were a sweaty, dirty mess, the limit was near. His thrusts became sloppy, the kiss became slow and S/N more impatient.
"Now baby, give it to me now" he growled and she moaned softly, Carlos pressed his fingers tighter into her, loving how her face relaxed and took on features of pure ecstasy. "That's right baby, my good girl, fuck" he said as he came, staining her soft walls with his cum. "My good bunny"
He kissed her, wrapping his arms around her body as he carefully pulled out of her, Carlos took her to the bedroom, Y/N needed a bath and care and he would be damned if he didn't take good care of her.
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Can you write a sweet love making session for Carlos?
Sweet Girl : Carlos Sainz Blurb
Warnings- Handholding, missionary, mating press , Dom/sub dynamic, reader calls Carlos daddy, Agegap (both are of age), Size difference,DomCarlos x Black!Reader , lemme know if I missed anything
You were currently lying on your back, legs pushed up by your ears as Carlos continued to give you soft, deep strokes. It was almost like you could feel him in your stomach. Tears stream down your cheeks, he was so big, you felt like he was in your throat. Choked moans continued to seep out of your mouth. They just wouldn’t stop.
“Shh-shh bebita, you’re okay “ Carlos whispers into your ear
“C-can’t take it Daddy, is t’much” you whimper out, your small hands try to press against his torso to slow his strokes.
“You can baby, you can and you will” Carlos almost growls out, he moves your hands away placing them by your head
“Now be a good girl take it for me, okay sweet girl , can you do that f’me?
How was that for my first one ? Did we like, I’m pretty new at writing smut so I tried my best but I can totally take pointers even though this wasn’t much to go off on but I also didn’t want to mess up. Hope you enjoyed
Xoxo, Star
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