My Girlfriend Will Be Upset If She Sees You Touching Me Like That On My Chest, Carlos Murmured, High

“My girlfriend will be upset if she sees you touching me like that on my chest,” Carlos murmured, high as fuck post surgery.

“Sir—” you sighed, removing the stethoscope from his chest. You straightened the lapels of your white coat. “I’m your doctor.”

Carlos Sr. made an amused noise from his chair beside his son’s hospital bed. He gestured towards you.

“You don’t have a girlfriend,” Carlos Sr. told his son.

“Oh,” Carlos blinked his big, brown eyes. “I don't?”

Carlos was certain he had a girlfriend. They've been dating for over four years now. Their relationship was kept from the world as his girlfriend wanted to focus on her job without being bombarded by Carlos' millions of fans in her workplace and Carlos respected that, although he was not exactly the type who liked the idea of secret relationships. What did she do again? Carlos couldn't remember. The anesthesia was making everything whoozy for him.

“That's your wife, son.”

Carlos moved his gaze to your coat—[Name] [Surname]-Sainz, M.D., Chief of Trauma Surgery.

"Oh."

You raised an amused brow at his dumbstruck face, his beautiful brown eyes wide and his mouth agape. You shook your head at your husband's adorableness, smiling affectionately.

Hey pretty do you still take requests? If you do please write something about Lewis Hamilton x Fem Reader and their relationship is like that one video of rihanna and asap where rhi is looking lusty at asap. Lmao I'm bad at explaining I'm sorry, anything will do tbh i trust you. 🥰

Those sinful eyes - Lewis Hamilton x Fem!Reader

ᝰ.ᐟ A/N: Oh i just know what you mean lol. All the requests in my account got deleted and this is recent so if you are one of those peeps who sent me a requests back then you are free to send it again, I'm very sorry for the long take. 💋

ᯓ★ One of the things you can use against lewis is your eyes. They have a big impact on him it can be staring up at him or staring down at him.

"Don't move so much babe, I'm trying to do your hair." You giggled as you place your feet behind your ass resting it on his knees to comfortably sit on his lap while he wiggled like a child, "I'm sorry missus." as his eyes traveled from your lips to your eyes.

"fuck.." he muttered looking at you breathlessly, "What you have a staring problem now?" you joked as your fingers made their way into his curls before carefully tugging a piece as you continued your work with braiding his hair since the fronts are the only thing that was left untouched.

"You are so beautiful and beautiful and beautiful." Lewis blabbed looking back at your left to right eyes as if he is watching a tug rope competition fighting over which side is he gonna look at with how close you are.

The biggest hate love he has on the way he folds quickly just by the eye contact. The intimate eye contact and smile does something to him that will make him want to go on convulsion.

George once pointed it out on him which became a whole joke on the grid.

"The family guy is here again." Max said as lewis approach the drivers who just sat down and talk after the practice race, "What do you mean, we don't have a kid yet?" lewis cluelessly said as he sat down between all of them.

"With how whipped you look at her oh you will be soon" George marked spreading his arms on the back of the chair to welcome lewis more to share a detail about both of yours relationship. "Have you seen how his girl look at her? If she looked at me that way i would even faint, lewis is just a humble guy." Lando pointed out to side lewis and to give him a concrete reason on why lewis acted like that when you look at him.

"I mean have you seen lewis? I would look at him that way too" max stated before sipping his redbull.

ᯓ★ Get dressed, get your nails done, buy all your make up, own him up.

Another weakness of his is seeing you all ready and pretty for somewhere you guys are going for a date or whenever you go to the paddock.

"Hey guys i wasn't informed we are all meeting in here." Lewis entered as the laughter and talking went down to silence, "What's that on your face?" Lando was the first one to speak up which broke the silence.

"What what??" Lewis asked as he rose his phone up using it as a mirror to look at himself

"That kiss mark.."

"Oh it's from my missus." Lewis answered confidently before sitting down as a big smile still plastered on his face like a kid who's proud of his medal, "Yeah of course.." George bitterly said rolling his eyes and smacking his lips.

"Wow the missus really wifed you up."

That's one of his title that he is very proud of, hell have you guys checked on lewis when both of you first talked? He is very proud of it bragging it to everyone as if he won the most luckiest man alive. What worse when you said yes to his proposal of being your boyfriend who will definitely be your husband soon.

One of his dream is making a family with you, finally hearing his surname beside your name.

"Hello Mrs. Hamilton you look beautiful in that dress." Lewis addressed walking at your back feeling his palms on your back like he is sculpturing like those statues in museum, "Thank you Mr. Hamilton, you look handsome as ever.." You complimented back placing your hand on his face caressing his jaw and cheeks, holding up an eye contact on him with pure admiration.

"Of course i do, you are the one who picked my outfit" he commented and yes he lets you pick on what he wears. There are times where both of you wear a matchy outfit or just a same color shirt just so people can't tell you both apart. "Did you like it?"

"Oh i love it Mrs. Hamilton, look how good we look besides each other" He kept the nickname before looking at both of you in the mirror holding your waist like the mirror will take a picture any time moment. "I think something is missing hmm.." he said looking at you.

"What do you mean, you look really good." You muttered looking back at him, "My kiss.." he pouted as you smack his chest feeling a sigh of relief. "Darling you scared me" you giggled before grabbing his face with one hand and placing a kiss on his cheek.

Looking at the pigment that rests on his face is like looking at the painting of work from the history. The memories and moments of how many times you have did this, it's like reminding everyone that you own him, The seventh time world champion who makes everyone know that he can't function without feeling the affection you give to him by the daily basis.

"How i love looking at that on my face everyday, God knows you will walk down the aisle as a scene and confirmation to everyone that i am gifted with a gorgeous wife like you."

The Heat of The Night

Summary: You and your new partner, John are on a stakeout. Your first ever stakeout. It goes a lot different than you expected.

Warnings: age gap, piv, unprotected sex, car sex, rough, (poorly written by an amateur writer), minors dni

Word count: 1193

Fandom: The Rookie

Pairing: John Nolan x reader

Here you were, sat with your new partner. You were fresh meat, a rookie. Your partner was a veteran, compared to you at least. It was your first time out on a stakeout, your first time in this dark, foreboding alleyway. The air was cold, you could see your breath dancing in the air. The silence between the two of you was almost deafening, only occasionally broken by the faint hum of the engine and the ticking of the clock on the dashboard. The alley stretched out before you, illuminated only by the faint glow of a streetlight at the far end. Your orders were to observe but do not approach. It had been hours, and you were bored out of your mind.

Then, you saw it. A shadow, moving across the wall of the building opposite. You nudged your partner, trying to get their attention. He turned his head slowly, one eyebrow raised. You pointed at the shadow, and he nodded. You both tensed. He saw you. Your cover was blown. He started walking towards you, a slow, deliberate pace. Your heart raced, your breath shallow. You glanced at your partner and back to the approaching figure and made a decision you didn't know was going to be the best decision of your life. You kissed him. You bought his lips to yours, your hands tangled in his hair. Your thought was to convince the suspect that you were just a horny couple looking for some alone time and the car was the only place you could get it.

The only problem was that once you two started, you didn't stop. Nor would you have wanted to. His hands were everywhere, exploring every inch of your body. He was rough and demanding, his lips leaving trails of bruises on your neck and shoulders. You moaned into the small space, your body arching into his touch. The sensation was overwhelming, and you couldn't help but feel a surge of adrenaline course through your veins. You were lost in the heat of the moment, forgetting about the suspect and the stakeout.

Before you knew it, you were in the back of the car, naked. Sprawled on your back with his tongue tracing circles around your clit. Your legs were splayed wide, your fingernails digging into the worn upholstery as you arched your back, moaning his name. Your hips bucked up against his face, seeking more, needing more. He growled in response, his rough hands gripping your thighs, holding you in place as he lapped at your folds.

His tongue was heavenly. You'd never experienced anything like it. You moaned, the sound echoing through the small space of the car. You lift your hips, grinding against his tongue, feeling the wet heat of it as it slides over your clit. Your fingernails dig into his skull, urging him on, demanding more. He growls in response, and he finally adds a finger, sliding it inside you.

Every so often he gently flicked your clitoris with his tongue, sending shockwaves of pleasure through you. Your body tensed, your toes curled, and your voice escaped you in a hoarse moan. His fingers increased their speed and it set all your nerves alight. You were so close, the edge of release almost within reach, when you felt him push a second finger inside you. And a third.

It was almost too much, the sensation of him filling you. You gasped, arching your back off the car seat. Your hips bucked wildly, desperate for release. You felt the familiar tightening in your core, the building pressure that signalled your impending orgasm. You pushed his head closer, needing more of his touch. He obliged, his tongue circling faster and his fingers thrusting deeper.

The car rocked gently on its suspension as you lost control, your body shuddering with the force of your climax. You screamed his name, your voice echoing through the alley. Your muscles tensed. He kept going, his tongue never relenting as you rode out your orgasm. Finally, as you came back to earth, he licked you clean, savouring the taste of you on his tongue.

You felt him move, felt him lining himself up at your entrance. You spread your legs wider, inviting him in. He thrust into you, hard and fast, claiming you as his. A claim you certainly wouldn’t protest. You cried out, the sound muffled by your own hands as you clutched at his shoulders.

He was huge, filling you completely, and it felt so good. He moved in a brutal rhythm, slamming into you over and over again. You arched your back, meeting his thrusts, your nails digging into his shoulders. The pain was exquisite, mingling with the pleasure, making every sensation more intense. He growled, his face contorted in pleasure as he fucked you harder by the second.

Your body trembled with each impact, your muscles tense as you fought to keep up with his relentless pace. You could feel the heat from his skin, the sweat that coated your bodies, the kiss of the cool air. You moaned his name, the only thing you could remember at this point. It was the best sound in the world to him. You moaning his name, breathlessly as he drills into you. He growled in response, thrusting harder, deeper, his hips slamming against your ass.

His head buried itself in your neck, his teeth scraping lightly against your skin as he growled out your name. You arched your back, digging your nails into his shoulders leaving half-moons on the flesh. You could feel your inner muscles tightening, the familiar sensation of your orgasm building. He pulls out, only to turn you over roughly, slamming into you from behind. You gasp for breath, the palm of your hand presses onto the window, steadying yourself.

He thrusts harder now, his hips slamming into you with a force that makes your body quiver with every impact. He leans down, nipping  your ear as he growls, "Come for me, baby," and with that, you do. Your body tenses, your muscles clenching and spasming around him as you cry out his name. Your nails dug into the plastic of the door. He feels your orgasm wrack through you, and with a final, savage thrust, he follows you over the edge, his hips bucking wildly as he comes. Shooting his hot, creamy seed deep inside you.

You feel his weight press down on you, his breath hot and ragged against your neck. He's still inside you, his length still buried to the hilt, and for a moment, you're not sure if he's going to move. But then, slowly, he begins to pull out, his softening cock slipping out of you. You whine at the loss.

You're left panting, your body aching and sore, but in the most incredible way. He leans forward, kissing you gently on the lips, his tongue slipping into your mouth to taste you.

"Wow," you whisper, "I can't believe we just did that."

He chuckles, kissing you softly again. "Neither can I, but I'm not complaining."

"Me neither," you smirk, running your fingers through your sweat-dampened hair.

@mariechristine00 I'm sorry again 😂

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sneaky link | jude bellingham x sainz! reader

summary; y/n knew it wasn’t the best idea to sneak jude in while her family was out at dinner. but she couldn’t help but risk it despite her overprotective brother

warnings; cursing

word count; 956

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note; before you all ask no i’m not okay w the kroos news

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“Oh shit,” Y/n mumbled as she heard multiple cars pull up into her driveway. She quickly gets up from Jude’s lap and looks out her bedroom window. She mentally curses when she sees the cars of her parents, brother, and sister in the driveway.

“What happened?” He asked curiously, lifting his head from her pillow.

She picked up his white t-shirt and zip-up hoodie from her makeup chair and chucked it at him. “My family came back earlier than expected. Hurry! Put your clothes back on!”

A laugh escaped from his lips as he sat up on her bed. He sets his phone down and catches his clothes. “You weren’t complainin’ 5 minutes ago when you were on my lap and-“

“Yes you’re very hot and as much as I appreciate you shirtless,” Y/n huffed, watching her brother shut the door to his Ferrari. “My brother wouldn’t.”

“I swear he’ll like me.”

“Just because you play for Real Madrid doesn’t guarantee that Carlos won’t go all crazy big brother on you.”

“Yeah but-“

“Y/n!” Her mother’s voice called out for her from the bottom of the stairs. “We came early and brought back dessert. Come down to the backyard!”

Y/n and Jude shared the same wide-eyed look. Whenever he visited especially late at night, the backyard patio was where he usually snuck out since there were cameras in the front door. With her whole family outside, it would be more difficult to get him out.

She hears the back door open and close, meaning they’re all outside. “You can get out from the side-“ She turned back to face her boyfriend and noticed he was still shirtless. “Stop distracting me!”

Jude couldn’t hold back his laugh from her panicked face. She glared at him as he wiped the tears from his eyes, taking deep breaths to try to stop laughing. “Okay, okay, fine! I’m sorry.” He said in between laughs, putting on his white shirt.

“I don’t know why you’re so worried though. I’ve met your mom already.”

Y/n sighed and grabbed her ugg slippers. “My mom. You’ve met my mom. Not my brother or dad.” She mumbled in reply. She remembered the time she brought a boy home when she was 15. Boy did her brother scare him away. Ever since then, she swore she wouldn’t bring a guy around Carlos not until she knew he was ready to see his baby sister be an adult.

“He can’t be that bad.”

She gave him a glare and he raised his hands up in defense. She grabbed his hand as she slowly opened her bedroom door. She looks down the lengthy halls before quietly and carefully dragging him towards the staircase.

“Now, keep quiet because I don’t need Carlos seeing you,” Y/n whispers to Jude who nods in response. They made it to the bottom of the staircase and were about to rush towards the side doors when a familiar voice stopped them.

“Don’t need me seeing who?”

The couple froze in their spots, both too scared to turn around. She felt her heart stop for a second when Carlos cleared his throat again. “Y/n.” His voice was stern.

She gulped and slowly turned around. She stood in front of Jude but that did little due to his height. She was met with her brother's stern gaze. His jaw was clenched, clearly unhappy at the sight of his baby sister with a boy.

Carlos knew who Jude was. Being a Madridista since birth meant he knew every player, especially one who helped them win the league. The Ferrari driver was a fan of the English player, at least he was until he saw him standing behind Y/n.

“He was just leaving-“

“Why is he here?”

“Hello, Jude, nice to meet you,” Jude said with a smile. He held his hand out but Y/n immediately slapped it down. “What? I’m trying to be nice!”

She glanced back at her brother and took a step closer to him. “Por favor, Carlos. No hagas de esto un gran problema.” [please, carlos. don’t make this a big problem] She quietly said. “Has hablado bien de él. No cambies tu opinión ahora solo porque el es mi novio [you’ve talked good things about him. don’t change your opinion now just because he’s my boyfriend]

Her eyes were wide and her eyebrows were furrowed up, showing how much she wanted her brother to be calm about her relationship. Jude was confused as he stared at the Sainz siblings. He only knew so much Spanish and certainly not to the extent of understanding all of what his girlfriend said.

Carlos lets out a deep sigh as he gently pats her arm. “Vale.” [okay] He says after thinking for a few seconds. “So what, is he your sneaky link?”

His words caused Y/n to gasp as the English player bursted into laughter once again. “Carlos! I just said he’s my boyfriend!” She exclaimed, ignoring the feeling of her face burning up as her boyfriend balanced himself on her and tried to stop laughing.

“Why’re you sneaking him out?”

“Because of you!”

Jude takes a deep breath before standing back up straight. “Yeah, sorry ‘bout sneaking behind your back. It did kinda seem like I was her sneaky link.” He said with a smile, gently poking her cheek.

Carlos gave him a glare which made the Real Madrid’s player smile fall. The Ferrari driver immediately smiled before pulling him into a side hug. “Oye, no more sneaking around with my sister. You’re an amazing player on the pitch and just because you’ve saved us many times doesn’t mean I’ll be easy on you for dating my sister.”

“Got it, no more sneaky link meet-ups.”

“Jude!”

nsfw alphabet | john nolan ˗ˏˋ ꒰ 🌞 ꒱

*ೃ⁀➷ nsfw content, mdni; afab!reader, bondage, dirty talk, semi-public sex, heavy petting, angry sex, lingerie, oral, voyeurism, sexting

– Aftercare - What is he like after sex?

He’s the absolute sweetest with you. So attentive and caring, he’ll take just the best care of you in whatever way you need him to. He’ll get you cleaned up in bed, or join you for a shower/bath and set about getting some food into you before curling up together for a little quality quiet time with you.

— Bondage - Who gets tied up and how?

It’s not something he’s really into. He’d never bring it up, so the only way it would come up in conversation even as a possibility would be if it was something you liked and wanted to try out with him.

If you were really intent on it, he probably would try it out a couple times just to make you happy. It’d be brief, and pretty laid-back as far as bondage goes - it’d never be for very long, and any kind of seriously restrictive materials like proper handcuffs or zipties are absolutely off the table.

When it comes to tying you up, he’d be a little more on the fence. Part of why he loves sex with you so much is that closeness and connection that comes with feeling your arms around him or getting to hold your hand in his throughout, so it kind of diminishes the experience for him in that way.

— Cuddling - How does he cuddle?

Expertly, and for as long as you’ll allow him to. Whether or not sex is part of the equation, John loves nothing more than holding you close and being that grounding presence for you. He loves any position or time that will allow him to hold you, with you either curled up on his chest or acting as the little spoon - but is also very partial to laying his head down in your lap, and letting you play with his hair every once in a while.

— Dirty - How does he talk?

He’s absolutely amazing at it without realizing it in the slightest. He cringes direly at the idea of purposely trying to talk dirty to you, and ruining the mood by being too eager or too corny - so he resolves to speak sparingly, and only when it feels right to him. This accidentally ends up making for some of the best, more adoring bedroom talk you will have ever heard in your life.

— Exposed - Riskiest place he’s had sex?

Nolan doesn’t seem like one for much risk (to me, anyways), so his idea of risky would be pretty tame compared to some others. I think a handsy makeout session in his car, or a bar bathroom would be about as far as you’d get before he reigns the both of you in and moves things somewhere more private.

— Favourite position - Self explanatory.

Missionary, with your legs hooked around his waist and one of his arms underneath you holding you close to him. Bonus points if you bury your face into his neck, and he gets to hear all your little noises and gasps crystal-clear.

— Graceful - Weirdest position he’s tried?

In my heart of hearts, I feel he once tried reverse cowgirl with you thinking it’d be all kinds of sexy and intense - only to realise it was an absolute buzzkill, because it took all the things he loves about sex with you out of the occasion. He couldn’t hold you close, increase your pleasure, see your face; he soon realised it was, evidently, not the thing for him.

— Hands - What does he do with his hands?

They have to be on you, or he’ll throw a strop. In your hair, holding your face, cupping your head, on your chest, gripping your hips, rubbing your clit - he’s not picky, so long as you’re in reach.

— Imagination - What does he fantasize about?

Some days, the thought of coming home to you in bed ready for him is all that gets him through the day without going completely mad. Your sweet smile, your knowing hands, the softness of your skin all the things about you that ground and calm him are what he can’t help but get wrapped up in.

— Jack Off - A masturbation headcanon.

He doesn’t do it an awful lot, usually preferring to wait until you’re in the mood too as he much prefers it. But he’s only human, and will take to it during times when you’re apart or he just needs a little release - usually in the shower, envisioning you on your knees below him.

— Kink - What’s his secret kink?

Not so much a kink, but more than once when you’ve been rowing or when work’s riled him up he’s imagined working off that anger with you in a much more intense way than he normally would. It’s not something he’d ever actually broach with you - he’s not even sure it would actually appeal to him in real life, at all - thus, it’ll stay living in his imagination.

— Lingerie - What underwear does he like?

Anything you’ll let him buy for you. He would go crazy seeing you in a pretty lingerie set, knowing he’s paid for it - on the flip side, also loves it when you wear his boxers.

— Moan - What does he sound like? What sounds does he like to hear?

He wouldn’t be the quietest guy going, but he’s not the loudest either. Lots of soft grunts and moans and stifled swearing, with praise and encouragement peppered in.

As for what he likes to hear from you, he loves it when you’re vocal. Will do just about everything in his power to tease louder and more unfiltered noises out of you, but still finds it adorable when you try and quieten yourself down.

— Night - What time of day does he prefer to have sex?

He doesn’t have too big a preference, preferring to wait until it feels right for the both of you regardless of the time of day. If he had to choose, he’d probably say night - there’s just something about coming home to you after a long day, de-stressing together and falling asleep with you held close that he absolutely loves.

— Oral - Giving or receiving? Why?

Both, but especially enjoys going down on you. He could spend hours teasing and edging you on his tongue, and relishes in getting to find solace between your thighs after a testing day.

— Pace - Is he fast and rough? Slow and sensual?

Slow and sensual, but is more than willing to change it up depending on what either one of you need in the moment.

— Quickie - How would he have a quickie?

Isn’t hugely fond of them, but will concede if he knows it’ll be a while before you get any quality time alone. He’ll make an effort to be extra sweet and attentive to you during it, as a way to make up for not being able to give you proper aftercare - and the next time you’re alone, be prepared for him to still be really affectionate.

— Roleplay - What’s his roleplaying fantasy?

Roleplaying’s not something he’d think a whole lot about - maybe he’d facilitate a tipsy conversation or two about the possibility of a cop/criminal situation, but that’d be about as far as it gets unless it’s something you’re very intent on.

— Sexy - How does he turn his partner on?

He knows you like the back of his hand, and 100% uses it to his advantage. Where to touch you, how to kiss you, what to say - he’ll have you melting under his touch in minutes.

— Trust - How does he have rough sex?

I cannot for the life of me envision him having truly rough sex. It’d only get a little more intense, and faster-paced - but never rough in the way of manhandling or being callous in his treatment of you. No, he just gets quieter than usual and forgoes sensuality in favour of a quicker connection. 

— Under - Who’s in control and how?

It’s tipped about 60-40 in your favour, and he’s not shy about it in the least. John really enjoys taking the backseat, and having it be on your terms a lot of the time. Even when he takes charge, you’ve still got a handle on things and he’ll have both eyes and ears out for even a hint of you wanting a change in pace or energy.

— Voyeur -  What does he like to watch?

The role of the voyeur isn’t one he’d naturally gravitate to, but he could rather easily be swayed towards it by you. As much as it’d pain him, he would quite enjoy being made to keep his distance while he watches you touch yourself - so long as he’s assured he’ll get to have you all to himself afterwards.

— Wet - How does he do it in the shower?

Do ye want him to throw a hip out?? Is that what we’re doing here, endangering senior citizens in our free time?!

Ah, I think I’ll just sow the mental seeds of a couple shower bj’s and then skedaddle for this one.

— X-Rated - What kind of porn does he like?

I think he would scarcely, if at all watch porn while in a relationship. If you’re the type to send, then he’d always default to using what you send him over anything else.

— Yearning - How high is his sex drive?

Fairly average. He’d be more than content with sex once or twice a week, if your schedules and libidos allow for it - but a little more or less wouldn’t phase him at all.

— Zipper - How does he undress?

It’s not something he tends to put much thought into. He knows he likes it when you take the care to undress him yourself, and that he loves to tease you by staying dressed a little longer than you so he can see you squirm and grow blushy underneath him, but that’s about it.