Lewis Hamilton X Fem!reader - Tumblr Posts

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."

⋆ ˚｡⋆ ୨୧ ˚ HONEY HAMILTON ˚ ୨୧ ⋆｡˚ ⋆

lewis hamilton x wife! reader x ( platonic! ) oc daughter

plot: how winnie hamilton / honey came to be!

just some fluffy girl dad stuff with lewis <3

related smau available here and related hc available here

reading music recommendations: no moon at all by julie london - oceans by new navy - climbing walls by strange talk

♡ you found out you were pregnant right around christmas time!

୨୧ to say you were excited to tell lewis would be an understatement…

♡ you were practically bouncing off the walls, thinking of cute ways to tell him! he noticed how smiley you were but didn’t comment on it, figuring you were just excited for christmas

୨୧ you decide to wait until christmas day to tell him, preparing a little box with a miniature version of lewis’ race suit inside reading “ mini hamilton ” on the back, wrapping it and placing it under the tree when you were happy

♡ eventually, christmas rolls around and you tell him to please leave that gift for the last! he’s a little confused but thinks it’s just something really good ( oh yeah, it is )

୨୧ when he finally gets around to it, unwraps it and opens the box… he thinks it’s a little outfit for roscoe at first but when he really pulls it out and looks at it, you can see the gears turning in his head, the exact moment it clicks and his brown eyes light up like the sparkling lights wrapped around your christmas tree

“ are you serious? oh my god… bloody hell, i thought it was for roscoe… c’mere love ” ( you spend at least five minutes just hugging on the floor while he tells you this is the greatest christmas gift he’d ever received )

♡ when you guys tell the other drivers, they’re all so happy for you! they quickly decide between themselves that there can only be one favourite uncle…

୨୧ this leads to way too many gifts, some things that the baby won’t even be able to use until they’re older!

♡ though it does make you and lewis laugh when you walk into the paddock and are immediately bombarded by drivers giving you wrapped gifts

୨୧ george decides he won after he bought a custom made mini replica of lewis’ race car ( you think he won too, i mean it’s just too cute and unique )

♡ lewis is just the absolute best when it comes to you being pregnant, he sort of really wishes you’d sit on the couch with your feet up and a drink in your hand while he paints your nails but if you feel sad just sitting around constantly, he’ll gladly go on walks with you and roscoe around the countryside

୨୧ once on one of these walks, your foot made a weird movement and almost twisted but he caught you as soon as it happened… he swears he felt his heart stop beating in his chest!

♡ when you find out you’re having a girl, lewis is over the moon! he’d be happy with any gender but he can’t wait to have a little girl and do her hair and spoil her rotten and play barbies with her…

୨୧ you both have a little cry in the car outside of the clinic, just so happy to know your baby is healthy and you’re getting a girl… the crying doesn’t last long though, soon enough you’re craving a milkshake with french fries and ask lewis to grab some takeout on the way home

♡ when you’re giving birth, lewis just feels terrible… he can’t handle seeing you in so much pain :(

୨୧ but he comforts you the best he can, drawing patterns on the back of your hand while you almost break his

♡ when you finally give birth, lewis starts crying right along with his baby’s first cry

୨୧ when he does skin to skin, you ogle him from the hospital bed which he quickly takes note of and sends a cheeky wink over to you

“ careful with your eyes love, we don’t need you getting pregnant again just yet… ” ( you roll your eyes but can’t help the smile that spreads across your face )

♡ the absolute hardest thing lewis has ever had to go through was winnie’s teething process…

୨୧ he was a MESS! he didn’t know how to cope

♡ he absolutely hated seeing his sweet little baby winnie in so much pain, knowing there was nothing he could do to help her except keep giving her the ice teething toys :(

“ awh, winnie, i’m sorry, i know it hurts honey, i know… you’re being so strong though hm? my brave girl ” ( you’d make sure to give him lots of reassurance that he’s doing the best he can to help her through it )

୨୧ unsurprisingly, winnie’s favourite cartoon turns out to be winnie the pooh!

♡ she watches it religiously with lewis, constantly letting out airy giggles around her bottle while lewis admires her with nothing but love in his eyes

୨୧ he nicknamed her honey because… well… y’know, winnie the pooh loves honey and she’s as sweet as honey ( not to mention she got his beautiful eyes, brown but almost golden, like a pot of honey ) he thinks it’s pretty straight forward <3

♡ sebastian is a HUGE fan of the nickname, he thinks it’s just adorable and calls her honey bee whenever he comes to visit! he’s her favourite uncle for sure, you guys have trouble getting her out of his arms, she sticks to him… sticks to him like honey <3

୨୧ everytime lewis is abroad for a race, he goes into the city to buy her a new plushie!

♡ it became a ritual between them super early in winnie’s life, he felt horrible for having to leave her for races so he’d bring back a plushie that made him think of her to make up for it and she’d have a piece of him at home whenever he left again

୨୧ her room is absolutely full to the brim with plushies now… she has shelves lining her walls to showcase them! there are at least ten winnie the pooh plushies

♡ when she’s old enough to come abroad to races with him, you do take her! the plushie collecting doesn’t stop there though, he just takes her with him to the stores to pick her own plushie!

୨୧ her absolute favourite places to go are countries with big beaches

♡ she’s a major beach baby! when you took her to a beach for the first time, she was super freaked out by how the sand felt and lewis thought it was adorable… holding her hands and standing her on the warm sand while you cheered her on and recorded from the side

୨୧ but when she got over how different the sand felt and sat down on a towel, she couldn’t stop picking up sand in her tiny chubby hands and watching it fall through the cracks of her fingers

♡ she thinks roscoe on the beach is just the funniest thing ever too, constantly giggling while he attempts to dig a whole in the sand, her happiness only adding to yours and lewis’

୨୧ whenever she brings him little seashells she’s collected, he keeps them! usually he’ll get them made into super nice necklaces or bracelets or just collect a big handful of them and you guys will make it into a cute little art piece to put on the wall <3

♡ he kind of keeps ANYTHING she gives him…

୨୧ if his winnie gave it to him, there’s no way he’s putting it in the bin! piece of string? thank you honey! rock from the driveway? how thoughtful!

♡ all of the random things he’s collected over her toddler years are stored in a big jar that sits on his desk

୨୧ because of how much winnie loves the beach, you and lewis made the decision to move into a house in a beach town!

♡ with the beach basically being in your backyard, you can never get winnie off the beach now… same goes for lewis

୨୧ you’ll walk out of the back door and spot them sitting on a towel together

♡ usually making a sand castle or lewis covering her lower body in sand, moulding it to make her look like a mermaid and taking pictures <3 lewis usually spots you and calls you over

୨୧ christmas time is extremely special to you and lewis since you found out about your little winnie’s existence near christmas and he found out on christmas day!

♡ so you guys go all out for her first christmas! he gets the biggest, most beautiful tree and you decide to make it winnie themed! the ornaments consisting of custom made porcelain winnie the pooh characters and tiny photo frames showcasing pictures from all different times in your relationship… roscoe lays sleeping on the couch in a little reindeer costume

୨୧ lewis holds her on his hip, leaning her up gently and letting her place almost all of them on whilst you take pictures before joining them

♡ when christmas day rolls around, you spend almost the whole day in your pyjamas, relaxing in front of the fireplace! only getting dressed when you go to visit lewis’ parents house for christmas dinner <3 winnie gets dressed up in the cutest little velvet red and black dress with bow in her hair, matching you, whilst lewis wears a sleek but comfy outfit going by the same colour scheme! safe to say his parents were big fans of winnie’s outfit, cooing at her the entire time you were there

୨୧ when the day rolls into night, you guys are home and winnie is put to bed, you and lewis stay on the couch for a bit… just cuddled up with roscoe by your feet, eventually you feel his eyes on you and ask him if he’s okay

“ am i okay? i’m amazing love… just can’t believe i’m here, with winnie and you… i love it, i love you and her so much, you know that? ” ( the soft kisses he placed on your lips after were so full of love, so full of admiration… he was just so content )

♡ you and lewis decided this was the best christmas you’d ever had, just barely beating last christmas because winnie is actually in your arms now

୨୧ lewis and winnie are ALWAYS making you breakfast in bed!

♡ well, lewis is always making you breakfast in bed… winnie is usually just sitting in her high chair at the breakfast counter, letting out high pitched giggles at the mere sight of roscoe trudging around below her feet, lewis leaning over and feeding her tiny pieces of fruit every couple of minutes

“ good strawberry, winnie? yeah? thank you honey, my little food critic ”

୨୧ lewis eventually gets a little tattoo of a honey pot on his upper chest, just above his heart… he says he wanted something that symbolised his love for his honey <3 something that would always make his honey close to his heart…

♡ and close to his heart she is…

⋆ ˚｡⋆ ୨୧ ˚ BONUS SMAU ˚ ୨୧ ⋆｡˚ ⋆

lewishamilton and ynln: winnie’s first christmas, filled with nothing but love and presents for our honey 🍯 🎄 🎁

georgerussell ✔️: did she like my present?! i put a lot of thought into it

> lewishamilton ✔️: yeah, she loved it mate! thanks again, yn says thanks as well

> georgerussell ✔️: only the best for my niece 💪

lewynforever: oh my god… she’s getting so big already

> f1lover: right? i remember when they posted that they were expecting a baby 🥹

> lewynforever: time flies…

sebastianvettel ✔️: sending lots of love to you guys and your little honey bee! have a good christmas lewis and yn - sebastian ❤️

> ynln: thank you sebastian! sending many kisses from honey, merry christmas ❤️

Endless Summer Nights | LH44

pairing: Lewis Hamilton x fem!reader

summary: A sleepy afternoon, music from the eighties playing on the radio and the memories made Lewis wonder why they couldn't have it all again.

cw: Angst, abrupt ending, obscenity, oral f!receiving, nostalgia, a little resentment and pain. Possibility of reconciliation

a/n: I've been listening to this song non-stop for days and I knew I needed to write something about it and it would be with Lewis, my slight obsession with him has been a bit high since he won. The music is extremely nostalgic and the story needed to revolve around some memories, so this is going to be a little sad. Enjoy!!

soundtrack: Endless Summer Nights – Richard Marx

❝We can have it all again

Say that you'll be with me❞

He rarely allowed himself to enjoy his day off without worrying about what day it was or what he should do. That morning, he decided that he would have a lazy day, without obligations, without spending time at the gym, Lewis wanted to read a little, maybe practice a little piano or enjoy a few hours of sun on the balcony of your house, looking out over the Monte Carlo harbor.

He left some books on the porch bench, made a pitcher of iced tea and sweet cookies and turned on the radio, he hated being without music. Lewis lay down on the porch chaise and chose one of the books. He had been trying to finish One Hundred Years of Solitude for a few weeks, but he never had the time or mental energy to continue. But that day he was willing to read, even if it was just a few chapters; he felt Roscoe lie down under his foot, where where conveniently the bulldog would get a cuddle every now and then. Lewis adjusted his cap, poured a large glass of iced tea, and opened the book.

Pink paper fell from the pages of the book, Richard Marx started singing on the radio, and Lewis thought it was all a strange coincidence.

“Summer came and left without a warning

All at once I looked and you were gone

And now you're looking back at me

Searching for a way that we can be like we were before„

He took the post-it, recognizing Y/N's simple and elegant handwriting, Lewis remembered that the book had been her book and that Y/N had a habit of putting little notes in unexpected places.

'A bad pick-up line to start the day, how about that? Lew, the day is good, but it will never be as good as you. Okaay, that was pretty bad *laughs* But it's the intention that matters, isn't it? Have a great workout, my champion and show everyone why you're the best in this sport, bae ♡'

Lewis read the note with a sinking heart, a year ago, these notes were part of Lewis' routine, he used to find them in the most unexpected places, like on the milk carton, in his suitcase or on Roscoe's collar, Y/N kept one rule: pink for cute notes, yellow for reminding him of appointments like doctor's appointments and dates and blue for something he had already forgotten. A year ago he was having a terrible performance on the tracks, but he still had Y/N with him. Now his performance was improving and Lewis no longer had Y/N around.

Realizing that there were no more post-its stuck around the house or finding one of her lipsticks among her toiletry bags was strangely uncomfortable.

Months ago:

"You need to be quiet, I don't want to cut you" Y/N said holding the razor, Lewis laughed but obeyed her, heYou need to be quiet, I don't want to cut you" Y/N said holding the razor, Lewis laughed but obeyed her, the pilot rested his hands on her waist and began to trace small circles on her soft skin, humming as she held his jaw to slide the razor over his skin.

Lewis watched her face closely, there was a wrinkle of concentration between her eyebrows and Y/N bit the tip of her tongue, looking at the place where she carefully removed shaving foam. A few minutes later, she would wipe off the remaining foam with a hot towel and evaluate her work.

"It was good for someone who did it for the first time." She said, turning Lewis' face to get all the product off.

"Once again I'm taking your virginity here, darling" Lewis said and laughed as she threw the towel in his face. "You can't say I lied here."

"If someone had told me you were that arrogant, I wouldn't have gone to that restaurant." Y/N rolled her eyes and washed her hands, seeing Lewis approaching in the mirror's reflection.

"You hurt my heart like that, bae" Lewis spoke, resting his hand on his chest theatrically, unable to convince the girl with his drama. "Why do you want to break my heart?"

She laughed and turned to kiss him quickly "we both know I can't break your heart, bae."

And with that said, she pushed Lewis into the bedroom, where they both fell onto the bed and were met with licks from Roscoe.

At the moment.

Lewis sighed, still holding the note, Y/N had said no, but she had managed to break his heart.

Roscoe sniffed, tucking his nose under Lewis's chin, making him even more sure that Roscoe was thinking about her too.

"I know, I know, I miss her too..." He confessed, after months. The book was forgotten and Lewis stared at the horizon, seeing the water shining with sunlight, leaving Monte Carlo golden like a dream. He wondered where Y/N was at that moment, he thought if she had gotten that job at the publisher of her dreams, and that made his mind click, Lewis didn't know anything about Y/N anymore.

And that was so strange, because before, he knew everything Y/N did, nothing in her life went unnoticed by the pilot and Lewis had Y/N's calendar shared on his cell phone and today he didn't even know where she lived.

“And I remember how you loved me

Time was all we had until the day we said goodbye

I remember every moment of those endless summer nights„

Months ago:

A loud moan overcame the noise of the shower and she felt like she was about to collapse, Lewis was squeezing her thighs so hard that there would be lilac bruises on her skin the next day.

Sweat mixed with water, she was tired and her body could no longer take Lewis's advances, but he was willing to leave her exhausted.

"Lew- love.. I don't... I can't take it anymore" she said, trying to push him away, but Lewis held her in place, keeping his tongue on Y/N's sensitive clit. "Lewis, fuck... Please!"

“Just one more, bae” he said, kissing the spot of nerves, Y/N almost fell if he wasn’t holding her, she was on the edge. "I know you can give me one more, huh?"

She whimpered, pulling her hips away, trying to get Lewis away from her hypersensitive pussy, but he pulled her back and sucked her clit, making her scream.

"I'm... I-" her voice was lost in her own moan, she sank her nails into Lewis' muscular shoulders and rubbed herself against him, chasing her own orgasm. "Fucking God!"

Lewis moaned in appreciation as he sucked out every drop of her orgasm, savoring the taste of her on your tongue . He climbed her trembling body with kisses and sweet hickeys until he actually kissed her, Y/N clung to him eagerly and responded to the kiss, still tired.

"I knew you could give me one more," he said arrogantly. He kissed the curve of her neck as he caressed Y/N's body, holding her against him, enjoying the way the curves of the girl's body fit his. "Can we get out of here now?"

"But and you?" She mumbled the question, holding the hard penis in her hand, Lewis moaned softly but pulled away.

"I'm fine, this was about you and your success in the final exams" he assured, leaving a sweet kiss on her mouth. "You taking pleasure is my pleasure, bae."

"But Lew..." She stammered between his kisses. "I want to make you cum too."

"We're going to miss our reservation at the restaurant, Y/N..." He warned, but didn't step back, he let her continue pumping his cock slowly.

"No maître d' would refuse Sir Lewis Hamilton in his restaurant" she said with a small smile and jumped into his lap."

At the moment.

He stood up, overwhelmed with memories, he and Y/N had it all, damn it. Things were perfect until... Until the moment they stopped being and Lewis couldn't understand where the breaking point was. One morning he woke up with a note stuck to his pillow, the cupboards empty and Roscoe lying sadly next to the door. Just one morning to turn your world upside down, leaving everything in a mess and bringing chaos into your life.

He kept the last post-it, along with all the others, he still remembered what was written and how few words sank his heart into an endless hole.

'I'm sorry Lewis, I can't do it anymore... I'm not enough for your world, I'm sorry it took me so long to understand that the space between us was too big.'

He wanted to understand where he hinted that she wasn't enough, he wanted to understand when his world started to suffocate her. Lewis wanted to go back in time and stop this from ending them both, from destroying them.

By God, he loved that woman, even when she left, even when she blocked him on all social media and avoided him like he was the devil.

Roscoe whimpered and Liverpool Express came on the radio, Monaco shone less and his heart broke even more.

Lewis wanted to know about her, where she was, if she was okay. Only God and Roscoe knew how miserable he was, and it became even more so when he remembered the moments they had. He took out his cell phone and searched for her contact, hoping that Y/N had unlocked it, something.

The cell phone rang once, twice, three times until she answered, Lewis didn't let her speak, the question escaped his mouth before he could think.

"Why?"

"Lewis...?" Silence reverberated between the two, opening some old wounds, causing some new ones. "I-I thought I deleted my contact."

He laughed wryly, still staring at a spot in the city below him.

"I didn't even throw your post-its away, let alone your number..." He confessed, waiting. "How are you now, bae?"

"No.. don't call me that, please."

He swallowed hard, maybe Y/N had someone else and he was messing up her life, chasing a past that wouldn't come back. He thought about hanging up and was about to do so when she said:

"I-I'm fine... As far as possible of course... Congratulations on Silverstone, I know how much you deserved this podium."

He clicked his tongue.

"Are you working at that publishing company you wanted?" He asked, playing with the post-it, trying to dispel his anxiety. "I hope so, you're a damn good publisher, they couldn't turn down your talent"

"Oh Lewis..." Hearing that broke Y/N in half, she started crying immediately and Lewis tried to patch things up.

"Holy shit, I'm sorry Y/N, I didn't mean to... You're right, I need to delete your contact and leave all this behind."

She asked Lewis between sobs not to hang up and he waited until she finally calmed down, the crying ended and small sobs appeared, creating more cracks in his heart. Lewis didn't even understand how he could hurt her, how he had ruined things between them.

"I got some messages about... About how different we are, I wasn't in a good place and I didn't want to burden you, so I let it go, tried to ignore it." Y/N said her voice was brittle and filled with pain. "But my friends got all the spam too, my family said they were getting letters about us... It wasn't the right thing, but I couldn't let it fall on you, things were bad in Formula One and it would only make you more stressed."

"And how exactly did breaking my heart help me? How did leaving out of the blue without giving me an explanation make me better at racing?" He couldn't stop the bitterness from emerging in every word, burning like poison in his and Y/N's veins.

"I know, I know! I tried to tell you everything, clarify things, but I was embarrassed... Lewis, I was anonymous, some girl who bumped into you at a university lecture. I would hear comments about how I used your image to get my internships, or how I could stop working, since I had found my 'golden duck', I-..."

She choked, giving in to tears again.

"leaving you wasn't fair, and it was the hardest thing I've ever done, but I didn't have the courage to come back, to disturb you even more, to be a nuisance to you."

The two fell silent, letting the words sink in properly. Lewis didn't know what to think.

"I should have said, I know that... But I was embarrassed."

"Yeah, you really should have explained things," he replied, giving Roscoe a pat between the ears, still absorbing what she had said. "We would have found a way, resolved this whole mess..."

"I'm so sorry, Lew... I never wanted to hurt you or Roscoe" she laughed, still sobbing.

"You owe him a big apology, and some cookies too."

"He'll have a lifetime supply of cookies if it's up to me..."

"I can accept your apology if you go back and fix the mess you made me" he said, his heart pounding, making him even more anxious. He heard her breathing sound loudly over the phone.

"Do you... Do you want me again?"

"I would have never let you go, bae, so I guess so, I want you back, post-its and all." He assured, hearing her exhale.

"Lewis...

"I deserve to hear these apologies in person, and I deserve to be more than a memory."

"Yes, you deserve more than that..."

He was still hurt, there was a lot to be said, a lot to be resolved, but Lewis couldn't focus on these minutiae. He knew he was being hasty, forgiving her so quickly, giving his life back to her, Lewis was perfectly aware of that, but he wanted her back so bad, because fuck, Y/N had been missed so much! No one could judge him for missing the woman who shook all the pillars of his life and grabbed his heart with her fingernails.

"She's coming back, Ros... We need to maintain our posture, we're tough guys and we're not going to forgive her so easily, are we?" He said, patting the bulldog's fluffy folds firmly. "We are tough guys, she needs to fight for our forgiveness."

The doorbell rang, distracting him from his speech; Lewis took a deep breath and opened the door, and everything he had said before fell apart, because Roscoe jumped at Y/N in a euphoric manner, licking her face happily.

"Oh hi baby! I'm back" she laughed, trying to sit up while Roscoe showed all his happiness at having her back. "I missed it too, sweetheart! I swear."

"You completely ignored what I said, didn't you Roscoe?" Lewis crossed his arms, looking at the dog that snuggled into Y/N's lap and barked happily.

"And what did you say?" Y/N asked, still staring at Roscoe, smelling the dog's fragrant fur.

"That he needed to be tough and not forgive you so easily."

"Ah, I see..." She stood up, finally facing Lewis, there was so much regret and pain written on Y/N's face that it left him disconcerted. "But what about you? How's your tough guy attitude?"

"Strongly shaken, but I expected that" He confessed and pulled her into a hug, feeling things fall into place again. "I'll never let you go again"

"I don't plan on going anywhere, bae."

“Time was all we had until the day we said goodbye

I remember every moment of those endless summer nights„

Eight Seconds || LH44

summary: it was just a celebration, nothing big. Just some tequila, the vibe of victory and an eight-second challenge on the mechanical bull.

cw: use of alcoholic beverages, obscenity, p in v, thigh riding, fingering, masc!oral, hidden quickie, semi-public, dirty talk, light degradation, worship. Even though I'm mentioning a Lewis win, the season isn't relevant, so take that as an au(?)

a/n: this time I was listening to Beyonce (her new album is perfect) and I thought about writing something with Levii' Jeans and Lewis Hamilton, don't judge me, I think it makes sense. Just read, you will understand. I was having thoughts about riding this man like a mechanical bull, sorry

Every time I see you, I just wanna grab you (you, you) / And I let you touch it and you can't let it loose (oh, oh)

The bar was identical to those seen in American movies, with swinging doors, solid wood floors, a bar with a huge wall of bottles and country music playing at full volume, Lewis noticed how Y/N loved the place, clicking the heels of his cowboy boots in time with the music, Lewis ordered a beer for himself and a shot of tequila for Y/N, she smiled wide when she saw the golden shot in front of her.

"Oh Lew, you really know how to please a girl" Y/N said, downing the shot of tequila at once, humming at the spicy taste of the drink. "Can I have one more, please?" She asked the waiter.

"Take it easy little one, we don't want to get drunk today, do we?" He said, resting his right hand on her arm, Y/N gave a suspicious smile and took the second shot, without taking her eyes off her boyfriend.

"If I can't get drunk when my boyfriend wins a race, when can I?" Y/N kissed him, mixing the taste of tequila in her mouth with the taste of beer and Lewis's mints, enough to make her anxious under her skin.

The two had hidden away, the team planned to celebrate his victory in a fancy restaurant in the city, George's plan, but Y/N preferred to make plans with Bottas, Zhou, Logan and Alex.

"As much as I love George, I miss drinking with Valtteri, so we're going to the bar, celebrating your victory" she said when they were still in the room, without giving Lewis a chance to retort, not that he would do it, he also preferred drinking with Bottas to going to a three-star restaurant, beer was better than wine, sometimes.

It didn't take long for the group to arrive, Y/N squealed excitedly when she found Lily, and Lewis knew that at some point in the night, he would be exchanged for Alex's girlfriend.

"So she really dragged you" Bottas commented, stopping next to Lewis, also ordering a beer.

"You know, Y/N is a force of nature, sometimes going against her is more lethal than a cyclone" he murmured, watching his girlfriend talk to Alex and the Williams drivers, Zhou was lost in the bar, looking for the jukebox. Lewis got into an animated conversation with Valtteri about vacation plans, agreeing something about spending the weekend in the Alps, but the Brit's eyes never left Y/N. She looked like an Austin girl, short denim shorts, thigh-high cowboy boots, suggestive slogan shirt and hat, Y/N loved Austin and made a point of attending the Circuit of the Americas GP. "I know how to choose my battles"

He raised the beer bottle and Valtteri did the same, both toasting. Lewis kept his eyes on Y/N, admiring how the denim shorts made her thighs look sensational, Y/N was getting strong reactions from the pilot and maybe going to the bar wasn't a good idea, for him at least.

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Lewis was having a darts match with Logan and Zhou while Y/N, Alex, Lily and Valtteri were arguing about which song would play on the jukebox. The four of them were already high on alcohol, laughing and talking loudly, but no one there seemed to care, everyone in the bar was drinking and dancing, the drunken group on the jukebox was the smallest detail there. Hamilton didn't let Y/N out of his sight for a second, she was next to Lily as they insisted that Beyoncé play, the two beat the pilots out of exhaustion, Lily and Y/N touched hands in celebration when the first tracks from Cowboy Carter started playing in the bar, making the crowd scream excitedly to the songs.

In a corner of the bar, the mechanical bull was activated and Y/N took out some notes, A mix of dollars and euros, even some British coins, she giggled as she pointed to the mechanical bull.

"I bet no one can stay on the mechanical bull for..." She made a confused face and turned to Lew "Baby, what was your advantage over Verstappen today?!"

"Eight seconds, doll, why?"

"Nothing, don't worry" she turned to the group again "no one can stay on the mechanical bull without falling for eight seconds"

"But what's the prize if someone succeeds?" Lily questioned, taking out the little cash she had in her pocket, already accepting the bet.

"Besides this drunken change?" He indicated the money that was supplemented by Valtteri and Alex. "Mhmmm... I'll pay the bill here, and considering the amount of glasses and bottles on our table, it won't be a cheap bill..."

“But what if you win, Y/N?”

"You decide on the mechanical bull, whoever stays the shortest, pays"

"seems fair to me, let's go!" Bottas took initiative, adjusting his cap while one of the waiters activated the toy. Y/N laughed when she saw Bottas adjust his pants, just like the cowboys that Hollywood films satirized Bottas chose one of the tequila glasses and swallowed the dose without making a face, Lily activated the timer and the bull started to spin, the Finn shouted excitedly, raising raising his hands as if he were in a rodeo, but fell as soon as he did so. "And then?!"

"Five seconds, Bottas, you were quite a pawn" Lily said, taking the lead to climb onto the ride "look and learn, pilot!”

Y/N and Alex shouted encouragement, clapping while Alex timed it, but Lily didn't last long, in the first three seconds she fell to the mat, laughing thrown onto the canvas. Her boyfriend helped her get out.

"I think you're the one who needs to learn, baby" he said and drank his shot of tequila, kissing her cheek before mounting, the bull spun insanely, but Alex held on, keeping one hand in the air but when there was a second left, he was thrown to the canvas too, Bottas, Lily and Y/N clapped, saying that he had gone further.

"Seven seconds Albono, you did well, can I top it?" Y/N said, flicking the brim of her hat to lift it, she took a shot of tequila and rubbed her hands together as she walked on the canvas. Up until that moment, Lewis hadn't been paying much attention to the group, but he left the darts competition there, focusing on Y/N, watching the girl ride the mechanical bull masterfully. Causing more reactions from him. The bull began to spin, jumping furiously to try and knock her down, but Y/N laughed loudly, raising her hand as she spun around and around. Lewis watched the movement, seeing how her body followed the toy, undulating with each lurch of the bull and Lewis couldn't help but wonder if Y/N would ride him like that.

Baby, you know I'm on my bullshit (bullshit), I'll let you ride it / Rodeo in your room, that shoot breaks loose with perfect timin' (timin')

His pants suddenly became uncomfortable.

Lily screamed when the timer beeped at eight seconds, the exact moment Y/N was thrown onto the canvas, laughing at the joke. Lewis watched his girlfriend get up on her knees, looking for the hat on the mat, her hair was messy, her shirt was slightly wrinkled and her thighs — those damn thighs — looked even more sensual. A pretty torment for him.

"Fucking eight seconds" Bottas swore laughing, as he helped her out "what are you, a cowgirl? The rodeo queen?"

"That's pure luck, Valtteri" she laughed. Other people crowded around the toy, the four returned to the table, seeing the rest of the people gather in the middle of the bar to dance, while Lily took Alex to the dance floor, Zhou and Logan went to try their luck on the mechanical bull and Valtteri found himself talking to the waitress, Y/N took the opportunity to go to the bathroom, she needed to rub some water on the back of her neck, to try to ward off the dizziness from the alcohol and the game. The cold water helped bring sobriety, but not complete sobriety, she was still laughing idly and her cheeks were red.

"Hey pretty girl, you put on a great show out there" she was approached by Lewis, who was waiting for her in the bathroom hallway, he threw her hat on the floor, loving seeing the glow on Y/N's face. "I didn't know you rode like that, doll"

Lewis cornered her between him and the wall, leaving little space between the two, he could smell her perfume mixed with the smell of tequila, which became even more exciting for the pilot. She gasped, Lewis was close enough for her to feel his heat emanate to her, penetrating the layers of clothing and warming her own skin, the alcohol amplifying the sensations.

"Ah, it was just luck, baby" she murmured, resting her hands on his chest, feeling Lewis' muscles contract under her fingers. "If a person sits the right way and holds on firmly, the eight seconds will be a breeze"

"Really? Maybe you can show me how..." He suggested, tucking his thigh between hers, pressing his leg into Y/N's core, Y/N bit the inside of her cheek and moaned softly, they were in the middle of a bar hallway, with so much sexual tension between them that could be cut with a knife, running the risk of being caught, but all she could think about was Lewis's hands on her hips, making her rub against his thigh. Her jean shorts rubbed against her clit, making her shiver.

"D-Do you want to learn?" He stammered, licking his suddenly dry lips.

"Oh yeah, you can't even imagine, doll" he replied breathlessly, Lewis felt the heat of her folds through his jeans, creating a stain on his pants, fuck, she was so wet, so ready for him. "You were so good on that mechanical bull, riding it like a real cowgirl, and fuck, I wondered if you could ride me too, like that."

"Lewis..." Y/N grabbed his shoulders, moving her hips against his thigh, increasing the delicious friction of the jeans against her pussy.

"Yes, doll?" He asked cynically, taking his hands off his hips and continuing to ride the pilot's muscular thigh. Lewis unbuttoned his shorts and stuck his hand between his legs, Y/N moaned loudly when she felt his fingers digging into her clit, swirling with just the right pressure to make her roll her eyes, Y/N began to ride his hand, wiggling every second he played with the sensitive nerve. But the provocation wasn't just cruel to her. His erection ached inside his boxers, throbbing with every moan she made, every moment he felt her wetter around his fingers; Lewis spread her lubrication across her folds, teasing her needy entrance, which clenched around nothing, eager for the filling he promised.

"You're so fucking wet, doll... Dripping on my fingers like a needy little girl" he mocked, penetrating his index finger, feeling her squeeze his finger, making him growl. "Riding on my fingers, so needy of my cock, aren't you baby?

He nibbled on his girlfriend's jaw, drawing whimpers from her, Y/N dug her nails into his shirt, seeking firm support as she rode his hand.

"But we're in public, doll..." He lamented in a hoarse voice, watching S/N close her eyes and frown, concentrating on building your orgasm, increasing the lust that commanded your boyfriend "imagine if we are caught here, while I fuck you like a little whore?" Lewis said with a growl, because Y/N clenched her inner walls around his index finger, "Oh baby... Are you turned on by the idea of getting caught? What a filthy girl you are, getting all wet at the idea of being seen riding me, riding my dick until she cums, such a dirty doll"

The music in the bar increased, drowning out her moans as Y/N approached her peak, ready to cum on Lewis' fingers, but he stopped. Y/N opened her eyes, stunned by the interruption, but Lewis saw her eyes light up at the sight of his exposed erection, the subtle sheen of precum on the red head of his cock made Y/N lick her lips.

Y/N lost her breath as Lewis pumped his dick, loving her reaction.

"Do you want it, baby?" She nodded without even noticing what she was responding to, Y/N got on her knees, opening her mouth to take in the entire length. "Fuck shit, such a good girl for me, taking all my dick so good" He threaded his fingers into her hair, guiding the way she should suck him. Y/N moaned in delight as he pushed her head in, the soft head of his cock hitting the top of her throat, Lewis growled praise when he heard the sound of her gagging, shaking at the vibration of her throat around him. Drool ran down her lips, dripping onto her trembling thighs, and for Lewis, that was too beautiful a sight. He was about to cum.

"Fuck baby, so good..." He groaned, but pulled Y/N away from him, the girl whimpered, her tongue still sticking out of her saliva-glossy mouth. "So fucking perfect.

Lewis lifted her up, quickly ripping off her shorts as he hung her around his waist, Y/N pressed her thighs against his torso and rubbed herself against him, dragging the soaked panties over the pilot's aching erection. He set her panties aside and slid the head of his cock against her clit, Y/N pressed her fingers into his neck, grinding her hips against Lewis, seeking contact.

"Baby" Y/N gasped begging "please, I need it... I need it so much" she hissed in pleasure when she felt Lewis' cock stretching her. It fit so well it made her want to cry. "That's baby, so good"

"Fuck baby, you look so good..." He buried his face in her neck, slamming his hips hard. Lewis had been on edge all night and watching her ride the mechanical bull made him tense, looking forward to her. "I wanted to" he lost his breath when she rotated her hips, squeezing him in the process, he was so close to orgasm it was shameful "I wanted to take longer, but damn"

Her moan was soothing, giving him goosebumps.

"But we can't get caught, I don't want any idiots ogling my dirty little girl". The strength and speed of Lewis's pounding against her lost its way, and Y/N's legs vibrated around him. "with me doll, come with me will you?"

"Yes, yes yes please I'm so... So close, love" Y/N moaned, giving him an open-mouthed kiss, incoherent and eager. "I-I'm going Lew... Fuck I'm going to cum!"

He rotated his hips, hitting her sensitive spot, making her roll her eyes and moan "come on doll, make your mess on my dick, cum for me, love"

Like an automatic command, you fell from the top, wetting Lewis' cock all over as he released his load inside her.

"My beautiful girl" he cupped her face and kissed her. "My beautiful, dirty girl"

When they both returned to the common area of the bar, their friends might have suspected their absence if they hadn't been so drunk. Lewis kissed her cheek, adjusting the hat on Y/N's head, taking the opportunity to murmur:

"When we get home, you're going to ride me, like that mechanical cap, cowgirl"

She laughed eagerly and took off her hat like cowboys did "you bet on that, farm hand"

On The Highest Place On The Podium || LH44

summary: Fortunately, the Paris Olympics coincided with Formula One's summer break, and Lewis had no plans other than to watch his girlfriend shine at the games.

request: @evasmlp

cw: nothing but cuteness and unconditional support from Lewis in the stands

a/n: I loved this request because I can use the joke of Lewis being a wag during the games, so I'll try to make it cute and funny, I might fail, but let's see what happens. My knowledge of rhythmic gymnastics is equally scarce, so don't take it seriously, it's all nonsense. This will be short, unfortunately it's what I can do right now (I have a fucking headache

"Excuse me, excuse me," he asked as he walked to his seat, mumbling apologies. Luckily the competition hadn't started yet, so he hadn't asked for anything. The gym was packed and flags of several countries were seen there, he looked around, searching for her among the competitors and as if he was attracted by a magnet, Lewis found her at the opposite end. Y/N was wearing the Spanish team's tracksuit pants and royal blue leotard that made her stand out among the other gymnasts; Lewis could see that his fiancée was anxious, she rubbed her hands on her arms and He looked around, he knew she was analyzing her opponents, even from afar the pilot could see the gears in her head turning.

Lewis wanted to be there for her and support her, tell her she would do fine, but he knew Y/N and in moments of tension, she preferred to focus alone or with the team, and being an athlete, Lewis understood her need, so ok, he would stay in the stands, cheering for her.

S/N took a deep breath, she would open the finale session with the ribbon, it was her first Olympics, and she felt that the entire weight of her country was on her shoulders; she repeated her mantra, trying to stay centered and calm, and didn't look at the stands, didn't want to know if there were Spanish flags among the fans, she didn't want to look for Lewis either. It was stupid, but she was afraid of disappointing her people and her fiancé, so she kept her eyes on the ground, looking at her blue nails also escaping from the slipper.

"Are you ready, Y/N?"

"Fuck no, but this is the best way" she replied and took off her tracksuit pants, she had chosen Hips Don't Lie as the theme for her solo, the trainer handed her the equipment and she walked to the edge of the mat, Y/N arranged the ribbon around her feet, waiting for the music to start.

As the sound echoed through the gym, Y/N spun on one foot, making the ribbon tremble around her, everyone seemed enchanted by her performance, as if Y/N and her ribbon were one. She ran across the mat and jumped, doing a split in the air as the ribbon fluttered above her head and Y/N finished the performance with a pike.

Lewis was the first to stand up, clapping loudly as he watched his girlfriend thank him and leave the mat, he didn't understand anything about gymnastics, but from what I knew, S/N had a good performance and would have high grades, the chance to go from seventh place to second and securing the silver medal for Spain were great Lewis was rooting for her to make it.

S/N swallowed more than half of the contents of the isotonic bottle, she kept her eyes on the screen while waiting for the note, her heart was a war drum, beating non-stop. 14,987 points, the highest score that she had already received in her career as a gymnast, with that she was on the podium, not the second one as she was thinking, but the first one. If everything went well, she would be Olympic champion! S/N was surrounded by the team, congratulating her and celebrating her grade.

She picked up her phone and checked her messages, smiling at the words of support and cheering from family and friends and of course, a beautiful photo taken by Lewis, at the exact moment she jumped.

You were amazing, doll, I'm proud of you.

She sobbed, holding back tears. Lewis had been so supportive of her last year as she qualified for the Olympics, he had accompanied her to the championships, and even though Y/N denied it, and Lewis was her master sponsor, and he didn't regret a single penny spent on his bride's brilliant career.

Thank you love, I wouldn't be here without you.

She looked for him in the stands, in the middle of the presentation, Lewis took a seat near the team, he needed to be with her after the solo.

Where are you?

Behind you, sweetness

She smiled widely as she jumped onto the bench to hug her fiancé. Lewis kissed her entire face, finishing with a sweet kiss on the lips.

"Of course you'd be here without me, you're amazing, love," he murmured, cupping her face in his hands. "and you're going to win the gold, showing everyone that you're the best."

"Lewis," she scolded, but she kept smiling.

A few minutes later, Y/N returned to the mat, this time with the hoop, this time she chose Julio Iglesias as the backdrop and again. Lewis watched in fascination as the bride gliding gracefully across the mat, she handled the hoop masterfully, humming the song as she performed. Lewis was so proud of her, so happy that she was achieving her goals, slowly but steadily.

Lewis was proud to be engaged to her, he loved talking about her and knew his next helmet would have the same pattern as her leotard, Lewis would honor his future wife in the best way possible.

Y/N couldn't hold back her tears as she heard the Spanish anthem play, she was in her highest place, with the Spanish flag around her body. She had done it, the highest place on the podium was hers, cleanly and honestly. The photo of her on the podium was of S/N kissing the medal, red from crying as she looked at the fruit of her effort.

She looked at Lewis, her heart swelling with pride in her fiancé's eyes. She had secured the two highest places she had ever wanted: the top of the podium and a place in Lewis's heart.

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Underworld Sun || LH44

summary: It only took an unpretentious visit to a local florist for all of Lewis's convictions to come crashing down, and finally the lord of the Underworld found what was missing in his lonely existence.

cw: dark content, slightly stalkerish behavior, nostalgia, pure smut, Lewis!dom x reader!sub, revelation, mention of magic, violence, outbursts of rage, (fake) naivety, devotion, deep love, soulmates, family interference, mention of kidnapping.

a/n: I knew the vote would come down to Max and Lewis — and I was hoping it would be one of them, don't judge me — and I was anxious to write, I counted the minutes until the end of the vote and I thought of the title beforehand, So here we are. This story is intended to be divided into many parts, I don't know how many parts, but we'll see how it works.. Anyway, enjoy!

Monaco, days before...

It had been a few years — or many, it's natural to lose track of time when you're immortal — since he had walked the streets of Monaco, and no one even imagined that the principality housed the new home of the gods of the Greek pantheon. The gods loved how everything in Monaco was beautiful, luxurious and exuberant, life in Monaco matched the desires and longings of the immortals; he took a deep breath as he entered the massive casino where satyrs dressed in elegant tuxedos awaited him.

"Sir, welcome, we have been waiting for you" the satyr said as he guided him to the central dome, where the other gods were waiting for him, It had barely started and he was already tired, it was always stressful coming to Monaco, having to deal with his brothers and nephews, who were always very irritating.

"Thank you Clocis, I hope I wasn't too late, the traffic was chaotic" he justified himself, even though there was no need, he hated delays, so he hated it when he kept people waiting. However, when it came to his family, any delay could be a blessing.

"People go crazy when Monaco hosts the Formula One circuit, sir," Clocis said, opening the door for the god of the underworld. "I'm sorry you had to go through that."

"It's not your fault that you have to apologize , Clocis, you can go, I'll go on my own from here, I know Argos needs your help at the casino" he politely dismissed the satyr, who waved and left him alone in the immense corridor. Hades — or Lewis, as he had come to be called since he had taken on that human body centuries before — walked slowly to the main hall, where his family would be gathered.

He pushed the door open, not bothering to wait for the servants to open it, and discreetly took his seat on Zeus's left side. For a long time he felt left out in the division of the spoils of the Titanomachy, but after ages of administering his domains, Hades couldn't feel more grateful for having been "gifted" with the land of the dead. But nothing was better than being alone in the underworld, without his relatives to trouble his patience. Being part of that family, solitude was a balm.

He waited until the uproar died down and the gods calmed down.

"Now that Hades has arrived, we can begin the meeting," Themis said, the goddess remained with her blindfold over her eyes and Hades stopped wondering how she knew things. She wasn't the goddess of justice for nothing.

"You've finally arrived! We thought you wouldn't come" Zeus said, or Michael, as he preferred.

"And I really wasn't coming, but I knew you would send Hermes to disturb me for decades, as you did during the Iliad. I preferred to avoid the fatigue," he replied simply and heard his brother's thunderous laughter. "What is this meeting about?"

The dome was filled with silence. Zeus stood up, making things more theatrical and Hades wondered if it was Dionysus who created the theater.

"A few weeks ago, traces of Persephone's sacred energy were signaled on our radars," he said, causing a commotion among those present. A strange tingling sensation tugged at Lewis's chest, making him shift in his seat. "But it was too fast and we couldn't track it."

"And what are we here for? Do you want us to start searching the gardens and flower fields for her?" Ares grumbled, earning a hard look from Zeus.

"Considering you have an affair with Aphrodite, wallowing in bushes and fields of flowers," Apollo commented from across the semicircle, Charles — or Apollo — he gave a mocking smile before dodging the sword that Max threw at him.

"Enough, shut up you two" a lightning bolt cracked and made them both go silent. "Stay alert, Persephone could be anywhere and we need to bring her home."

Hades drummed his fingers, feeling the itch in his chest grow.

"That was it? You could have sent an email," he commented, seeing Zeus' eye twitch and Poseidon laugh out loud, Ayrton almost fell from his throne, laughing as the brothers fought over their gazes.

"You should spend more time with your family, brother," he said, sitting down again. "We miss you here."

Well, everyone has my business card with my address, I will love to receive visitors, I have added a new head to my collection, you will love it"

"Brother, don't be so bitter, you are missed in our celebrations, you know that"

Lewis grunted in agreement, adjusting the cufflinks on his suit, revealing some of the numerous tattoos he had.

"I believe I am too dark for the exuberant brightness of Monaco," he said, standing up, greeting everyone and disappearing, leaving a dark trail that smelled of burnt wood.

Soon he was inside his car, it was one of the few human activities he enjoyed, driving for hours on end calmed his mind and silenced his demons. It was dramatically ironic that the god of the dead was tormented by demons, and Lewis had plenty of them. He drove through the streets of the principality until he reached the edge of the country, he crossed the border into France and the climate changed radically. The south of France had a rural, provincial feel that didn't quite match the golden exuberance of Monaco, and it was also less oppressive.

He didn't like golden things.

Lewis drove into a small town and just as the bucolic French aesthetic demanded, he parked his car at the only gas station in town and looked around, a small bakery, a bookstore, the church in the center of the village and a flower shop. He didn't know why, but his instincts pointed him towards the tiny flower shop, maybe it was the smell of honeysuckle, or maybe it was because the shop looked like it was straight out of a 1920s movie, and Before he knew it, Lewis had made the bell above the flower shop door ring. Bouquets of roses, lilies, sunflowers, lilies and tulips were scattered in the cramped space, the floral scents mingling, attacking the rhinitis he didn't even know he had.

"Just a minute, please!” Someone said from the back of the establishment and severe chills shook Lewis’s body. He walked around, looking at the flower arrangements, the gift baskets, it was all so delicate that it made him think it was a dollhouse, yet there was something there, something darker and deeper. "Sorry for the delay, the supplier delivered today and my employee is away... It's all in my hands..."

Her voice died the instant she looked at the visitor, suddenly the static between them made their hair stand on end and something sparked in both of their minds.

"Hello, I'm Lewis," he smiled, extending his hand to her.

"Y/N"

Underworld Sun || LH44

summary: It only took an unpretentious visit to a local florist for all of Lewis's convictions to come crashing down, and finally the lord of the Underworld found what was missing in his lonely existence.

cw: dark content, slightly stalkerish behavior, nostalgia, pure smut, Lewis!dom x reader!sub, revelation, mention of magic, violence, outbursts of rage, (fake) naivety, devotion, deep love, soulmates, family interference, mention of kidnapping.

a/n: I confess that the final part of the first chapter shouldn't have happened, but when I saw it, the two were already getting to know each other. But nothing I can't get around, just a shortcut in the story's timeline. By the way, I need to thank you for the 100 followers, this story wouldn't be here if it weren't for you, I wouldn't be, so thank you, thank you very much 🫶🏼

p.s.: do you want a taglist?

prologue |

The static made the hairs on both of their arms stand on end, he had never felt that before and for a moment Zeus's words came back to his mind. But it didn't make sense because the woman in front of him didn't have any trace of sacred energy, she was just an ordinary human, no divine traces. The itch in his chest increased when he saw her cheeks flush, so he hadn't been the only one to feel that way.

"Well, it's nice to meet you, Lewis... How can I help you? You don't seem like a flower person."

"I really don't like flowers, but I think my house needs a little... life." He wanted to laugh at the irony, but kept his face impassive.

"Luckily for you, I have the perfect flowers right here," she said, her voice high with excitement. Y/N walked through the maze of pots, packages of soil and other objects. "I have a beautiful pot of strelitzia, it's a big plant but it adds incredible charm to any environment..."

Lewis nodded, following her at a safe distance, watching her point to some flowers and plants, for such a small space, there was a giant variety of species. Perhaps the flower shop was bigger on the inside than on the outside, he observed dryly.

"I have black desert roses, I think violet tulips..." She was faster than Lewis could follow, Y/N picked up a beige ceramic vase, and was placing flowers in it randomly. "I need orchids, hold them here for me, please" she handed the vase to him and disappeared inside the flower shop, returning with two flowers hanging in her hands.

He didn't understand how that mess of flowers and some dried plants could be. Y/N gave him a grateful smile as she took the vase from his hands and added the flowers she had picked. Within a few minutes, The florist organized the arrangement, and what was a mess turned into something beautiful. Even if he tried, he couldn't do something like that.

Something beautiful, vivid and graceful.

No, he only knew death, fear and dread.

"For someone who doesn't like flowers, I imagine vibrant colors are a problem... You are very lucky indeed, these black flowers arrived today and people love them, because of how rare they are."

Lewis gave a curt nod, watching her fetch a bag to put the vase in so that it wouldn't ruin the flowers when they were carried.

Y/N taught him about some preservation methods for the flowers in the vase, but he didn't listen to anything, caught up in the way she spoke, how she gestured, It was obvious how much she loved what she did, how she loved finding the right flowers for each customer. It had been a long time, longer than he could count, since he had seen someone work with so much love, so much dedication.

He had always known that humans were petty, arrogant, and cruel, humans would do atrocities for the things they wanted. History had more examples than he could count. Clytemnestra killing her husband after the Trojan War, Lycaon serving human flesh to the gods... And the passing of time confirmed what he already knew, humanity was rotten beyond salvation.

But the woman in front of him challenged his convictions. No matter how deeply Lewis searched her soul, he could find nothing that made her equal to the others.

Y/N was different.

Still lost in his thoughts, Lewis paid for the arrangement, saying she should keep the change.

"I didn't expect to find anything here in this little town, and here I am, going home with a bouquet," he said, making her put away the remaining money.

She smiled widely, the itch on Lewis's chest growing more irritated. "Oh, it was no big deal, Lewis. I'm happy to make sure you take something from us on your trip."

He looked away from her, grabbing the bag from the counter. She followed him out, still chattering excitedly. "Thank you for your attention, Y/N, and for the bouquet, of course. Goodbye."

"Adieu, Lewis." She waved at him as he walked down the small village's only avenue, and he could catch the waves of surprise coming from her as she realized what kind of car he drove. What could he do? Powerful cars were his deadly addiction.

He placed the bag of flowers on the passenger seat and started the car, feeling the sweet scent of the bouquet mix with the smell of expensive leather, creating a unique aroma that Lewis didn't notice he liked it until the air conditioning dispersed the smell.

He arrived in London that same day, he liked how the climate of the English capital lived up to his own temperament, London was cold, gloomy and rainy, thick clouds covered the city for most of the year. Therefore, he thought it only fair that the center of his domains should be located there.

He had barely crossed the building's reception when he was greeted by Megara, the erinyes wore an elegant black suit and no one would ever suspect that this woman was chasing and inflicting madness on men.

"Welcome back, sir," she greeted, turning on her tablet screen as she walked beside him to the private elevator. Many creatures had found other purposes in life in the contemporary era, nymphs had become models and actresses, satyrs had spread throughout the world in various sectors, But the Erinyes met in the corporate world, for the three sisters it was much more fun to see men going crazy over bankruptcy than over madness itself. "Nemesis has returned from the US, the purchase of the Wall Street investment bank has been successfully completed, and Fernando has also returned from Asia."

"I need you to do me a personal favor, Megara," he said as the elevator doors closed. "It's urgent."

"Of course sir, how can I help you?" She quickly turned off the tablet and turned fully to Hades, he handed her the bag of flowers, which she looked at with a raised eyebrow.

"Find out everything about the owner of this flower shop, from her name to how many vaccines she's had, absolutely everything," he was emphatic, seeing the furiæ nod in confusion.

"I'll make sure you have the information today, sir."

"Excellent," he replied and stepped out of the elevator, meeting Hypnos and Thanatos in the waiting room of his office. "I hope you have good news."

"You're not going to tell us how the visit to your family went?" Hypnos commented mockingly, receiving only an eye roll in response.

"Come in... And Megara, change the water in the flowers and place them in my room," he instructed before entering his room, followed by the twin gods. "I still don't understand why they took on different bodies."

"After years of having the same face as my brother, it's fun to be different from him," Tanatos said, his Spanish accent showing.

"Whatever..." He waved his hand in the air, going straight to the small bar to pour himself some whiskey. "I hope things in Suzuka went well, it's not a good time for a war with Susanoo."

"He's reluctant about the terms, we're talking about millions of souls that could favor their own pantheon..." Thanatos said, unbuttoning his jacket as he sat down. "I was lucky to talk to him, Tsukiyomi doesn't seem so happy to see us in their backyard."

"They can either deal with us in a peace offering or go to war with the Hindu clans, I wouldn't sleep easy knowing I might wake up with Shiva stabbing my neck" Hypnos said.

"Exactly, if they want us to keep their territory safe, the soul deal is a very small payment," Lewis said. "They'll accept it, it's a small pantheon and they did not know how to maintain their powers in the transition of the ages. Where have you been all this time?"

"The Fates called me to the hut"

The mention of the spinners of fate puzzled Lewis. What could they possibly want? If there was a new prophecy coming, he would know about it.

"What did they want?"

"The walls of Tartarus are crumbling," Sebastian said simply and Lewis snorted, it wasn't enough that Persephone was alive again, he still had to deal with the possibility of a new Titanomachy.

From zero to ten, how fucked was he?

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One, Two, Three || LH44 & FA14

summary: her plans were to study for her midterms, theirs were to hinder her in any way they could..

cw: bullying, stalking, toxic behavior, jealousy, one, two, three, double p-, name-calling, dubcon(?), degradation, use of nicknames (cutie, little mouse, sweetie, slut, etc.), p in v, fingering, choking, overstimulation, eating p-,provocation, semi public, poorly translated Spanish and other lowlifes that I can't remember right now.

a/n: I changed the plot three times and if this one doesn't come out right, I'm going to f, I'm warning you all. Maybe I've written worse things than this? Yes, but is anyone complaining?

The library was empty at that time, the overwhelming majority of students must have been at the Gamma Kappa Eta party. And that was great for her, because she could study without interruptions. Y/N played the recording of the class and began to redo her notes, picking up points that had gone unnoticed in class.

“Don’t forget to lock everything when you leave, dear,” Margareth, the librarian said as she left, leaving Y/N truly alone in the library. The girl frequented the place so much that she had already become friends with the employees and almost always had lunch with them — or spent hours there, hiding from Lewis and Fernando.

The two mechanical engineering students had been trying to make her life miserable since the first day they laid eyes on her. She long ago abandoned her ambition to understand why she was being persecuted and began trying to protect herself because Alonso and Hamilton could be very, very creative when it came to stalking their favorite victim. Staying out of their sight was his best option most of the time, especially since no campus “authority” would take any action against the university’s model students. There was no way Oxford was going to embarrass the heirs of two of Europe's most influential families in favor of the daughter of a metalworker and a modest lawyer from Liverpool. Damn capitalism, she cursed in a moment of distraction.

“Yes, I’ll lock it, relax Maggie! Have a good rest and see you on Monday!” he replied, waving to the woman. Finally she started studying and wanted to die at the first topic, she loved/hated organic chemistry with all her strength.

Hours later, Y/N was halfway through the audio when she heard the chair next to her being carefully dragged out and a brown bag being placed on the table, She found the worried face of Heikki Kovaleinen, he was still wearing his team jacket and smelled of beer. He had obviously left the Gama Kappa Eta party.

“Cheese pizza, vanilla cupcake and lemon soda, your favorite study menu,” the Finn said kindly.

“Thanks Kova, but you didn't need to, I brought food” and showed the transparent compartmentalized bag, full of pieces of apples, baby carrots, celery and something else that he couldn't even identify.

“God forgive me, but that sounds awful, you literally live up to your nickname bunny sometimes,” he grimaced and snatched the bag from her hands. “If you’re going to study the chemistry of whatever, you need carbohydrates and sugar, otherwise by the time you’re done, you’re going to be growling at people.”

“What do you have against healthy eating?”

“Nothing, usually, but when it comes to you studying, I have a lot of things against you because they all involve you growling at me like an angry chihuahua.” he retorted, shaking in a dramatic way that made her roll her eyes

“Are you sure you want to do physical education and not theater? Because you would make a great dramatic actor,” she commented, pushing her books and notes away so as not to march with fat. “I can’t believe you left the party just to bring me food”

“It's what best friends do, you would do the same for me” he said as if it wasn't important and he was right, Y/N would do the same for him, without thinking twice. “Now that I’ve secured your dinner in a decent manner, I’ll head back to the party, I’ve left some cheerleaders waiting for me, and you know I'm a gentleman, I hate to keep a lady waiting,” he said suggestively, receiving a slap in the chest in response.

“Get the hell out of here, Kovaleinen,” she said. Heikki stood up, straightening his football jacket, and gave her a quick kiss on the forehead before leaving. Anyone who saw the scene from the outside would think that they both had something beyond their years-long friendship, but just the mention of a relationship between them made them vomit.

However, not everyone knew this.

She listened to the recording of the class again while eating one of the slices of pizza that Heikki brought, smiling at her best friend's attitude.

Y/N was definitely not a popular person in college, she went unnoticed by most people most of the time and she loved it. But that was before and it wasn't long before a photo of her and Heikki was sent to Fernando Alonso and Lewis Hamilton only to be taken out of context and further fuel their need to torment her.

The party was in full swing and Fernando had one of the cheerleaders on his lap and was inches away from reaching under her pleated skirt when the photo arrived on his cell phone. Y/N was sitting at one of the furthest tables in the library and Kovaleinen was standing, both looking at each other romantically. How did he not know that his little mouse was dating the soccer idiot?

Immediately, he looked for Lewis and the Brit looked at him, both of them were thinking the same thing.

“Get out,” he pushed the cheerleader off his lap and straightened his clothes, checking to make sure there was no smell of beer or the girl’s cloying perfume.

“You’re an idiot!” the cheerleader yelled, rubbing her sore butt from the fall.

“And yet you’re dying to sit on me, aren’t you, bonita?” He gave an arrogant smile and left, meeting Lewis in front of the mansion.

“Did you know that?” he asked Lewis and received a snap in response.

“Do you really think I would have allowed this idiocy if I had known? Especially with that idiot Kovaleinen?”

They both literally marched to the library, finding Y/N at one of the tables in the back, focused on her notebook and holding a huge glass of soda. She was completely disconnected from the rest of the world and that was great for them.

“Get her, I'll lock the door” he instructed his friend. Y/N wore a vintage Oxford sweatshirt and gym shorts, shorter than morals and good manners allowed, fortunately Lewis didn't care much about morals and good manners.

“Little mouse” he said, sitting in the place Heikki was previously and ripped off her headphones, Y/N gripped the pen in apprehension and aimed at one of her bullies, aware that his night of studying had been permanently ruined. “we discovered something interesting today, you know?” he said, looking at the various notes scattered across the table.

Before she could answer, Fernando sat down on the other side, she definitely wouldn't study anymore that night.

“Just imagine, cutie, we were enjoying the party at GKE when we received an interesting photo of a dumb little mouse and that son of a bitch Kovaleinen in the library” Fernando said, as if he were telling a story. “I thought I told you not to let anyone but Lew and me touch you, sweetie, didn’t I, Lew?”

Her eyes widened, not believing they were watching her.

Y/N bit her lip, thinking about what she would say, she wasn't afraid of Alonso or Hamilton, for her they were both nothing more than rich, snobbish and unemployed people who thought they were really badass, but they were nothing more than two toxic idiots.

In one swift motion, Lewis grabbed her jaw firmly enough to hold her still “since you are stupid enough not to understand what we command, we will make sure to reinforce that no one else will touch you, no one.”

Y/N felt her breathing hitch as another hand wrapped around her neck, she wanted to scream and struggle, but she knew no one would hear her and she couldn't fight against the two of them, who were much stronger than her.

Fernando exerted enough pressure on her throat to feel Y/N's heartbeat accelerate against his fingers and her breath catch, the Spaniard smiled, sliding his nose over the small patch of exposed skin, making Y/N jump in her chair. “We think you need to understand what will happen if someone else touches you, especially if it’s Kovaleinen.”

Y/N licked her dry lips and tried to calm herself down, there was nothing nearby that she could use to get rid of the two, not even a pen or something like that. “You are idiots if you think you have any power over this, I will be touched, kissed or fucked by whoever I want” she said petulantly and her nervousness increased when she noticed the cruel smile on Lewis's face, Y/N was no fool, she knew Fernando was smiling the same way.

“Oh, really, love?” Fernando said, slipping his free hand inside her sweatshirt, finding no resistance between his fingers and her breasts, squeezing the soft flesh tightly. “Do you see, Lew? We’re going to have to tame this little slut.”

Y/N clenched her fists even tighter when she felt Fernando's firm grip on one of her breasts. That had been a bad night to go out without a bra. She swallowed any noise she could make and tried to free himself from both of them, but Lewis tightened his grip on his chin and took his left hand in the opposite direction to Fernando's hand, Y/N tried to keep her legs closed, but Lewis held her left thigh with his own legs and without difficulty, he put his left hand inside her shorts.

“We'll have to tame this little mouse again, Nando, because she's too dumb to understand who she belongs to,” Lewis said, pushing his fingers against her clit and Y/N did her best to stay away, that wouldn't happen again. Fucking hell no. “no, no sweetie, don’t even think about running away or screaming, no one will hear you or come to save you.”

Her breath hitched again as Lewis swirled his fingers over the sensitive spot and Y/N cursed her own body because she could feel herself getting wet with each press of his fingers on her clit. Stupid fucking girl, she cursed herself.

She gripped his wrist tightly, trying to push Lewis's hand away from her, but he didn't move an inch away. He spread her juices all over her folds until he slid both fingers inside her, Y/N's hips shook and she groaned, closing her eyes, hating being so surrendered to the two. Without much difficulty, Fernando lifted her coat until Y/N's torso was exposed, he made her bite the hem of the sweatshirt.

“I don't want to hear any sound from you, cutie, or I'll spank you” and with that, he landed a quick slap on one of her nipples, making the tip harden even more. Y/N sank her teeth into the soft fabric, she was angry that she had been subjugated so easily, that they had disrupted her studies, that they thought she belonged to them and mainly with herself for enjoying that shitty situation, again.

She was lost, the feeling of Lewis's fingers moving in and out of her so slowly, combined with Fernando's mouth and hand on her breasts was suffocating; the girl closed her eyes tightly, trying to stop the wave of pleasure from sweeping through her body, She didn't want to feel surrendered, used by them again. Fernando and Lewis loved to criticize, mock and embarrass her at any opportunity they had. Y/N lost count of how many times she had been the butt of jokes in the college hallways or when she had to hide to avoid hearing the malicious laughter of other students. Alonso and Hamilton stole her books several times, she lost count of how many locks they broke on her dorm room or how they liked to point out that she had come from a poor neighborhood. They loved making her life a living hell, turning her academic period into a nightmare she couldn't wait to get out of.

Even the few romantic relationships she did manage to have, the two of them were willing to destroy. No one else at Oxford dared to try anything with her, either because Y/N was an outcast from the university or because Lewis and Fernando would never allow it. She hated them, deeply.

And she hated it even more when the two of them managed to make her as meek and malleable as she was at that moment.

Fernando made her take off her coat for good and used the rope from the hood to tie her hands behind her back, he appreciated every bit of bare skin.Y/N was beautiful, fucking perfect and he hated the thought of anyone other than him and Lewis touching her, making her gasp and moan as sweetly as they did, Alonso was shaking with rage.

But apparently, the little mouse seemed to ignore this and let any other filthy sucker dirty the body that belonged to them.

“Who else can touch you, Y/N?” Lewis asked, pressing his thumb against her clit as he continued to slowly insert his fingers into her tight hole. She wanted to close her thighs, but with Lewis's legs holding her back, it was impossible.

“Whoever the fuck I want,” she growled, clenching around his fingers, making Lewis lick his lips hungrily and irritated by her stubbornness, he pulled his fingers out of her and slapped her swollen bud, Y/N's response was to scream and tremble, pure pleasure spread through her body, making her forget her convictions. “Oh my God, fuck.”

Not allowing her to get used to the sensation, Lewis gave another one in the same place, enjoying her trembling body and weak voice.

“Who, Y/N?”

“Whoever I want, damn it” she insisted, with his voice wavering.

Fernando, who was just watching the two, grabbed her jaw and brought the girl's face towards him, seeing how red her cheeks were and how cloudy Y/N's eyes looked.Her mouth said something her body didn't agree with, so he gave Lewis a quick glance. Sloppily, he scraped the pad of his thumb across her parted lips, watching her breathe harder, no matter what she wanted to say, how many lies she tried to tell, her body would always give away the truth. He and Hamilton just had to know how to handle it.

She let her head fall back as Lewis' fingers entered her pussy again, and everything got more intense when Fernando decided to play with her clit and breasts.

“Alright, alright little mouse, anyone can touch you, Lew and I understand that” he said condescendingly and if Y/N wasn’t intoxicated with pleasure, she would certainly have already sent his condescension to hell. “But do you really think someone will be able to leave you like this? Trembling and moaning so deliciously with just a few touches?”

Her mind melted when she felt Fernando pinch her clit. He stuck his free hand in her hair, forcing her to look at what the two of them were doing to her, how they had total control over her body.

“Do you think anyone is going to make you this wet? Oh little mouse, you’re dumber than we thought, so” he said gently, watching as she trembled, about to cum, her moans escaped and she jumped when she felt another slap on her chest. “I told you not to moan, slut, understand?”

Another slap landed on her breast and Y/N nodded.

“Good girl, now answer Lewis's question, or you won't cum, little mouse" he threatened seeing her eyes water, this made his cock throb under his clothes. He didn't think he would have any fixation on dacryphilia, but damn, he would get addicted to anything Y/N gave him.

She bit her tongue, pissed off at the situation, she knew that if she said what they wanted to hear, she would be fucked beyond belief, but holy shit, she wanted to cum so bad, the pain of a denied orgasm was horrible and she was so close...

“J-Just you, guys, I-I swear” she whimpered. Lewis kissed her damp cheek, Y/N hadn’t even noticed she was crying, in agony from her orgasm. He hated how beautiful Y/N was, how sweet and responsive she was, because no one else could get him as hard as she could. He hated knowing that the only woman he wanted was her. But that hatred wasn't enough to stop him from kneeling in front of her every time and putting his face between the girl's silky legs, didn't stop him from wanting to devour her, from wanting everything she had to give.

“Smart girl,” and with that said, he sped up the thrusts of his fingers, the wet sound echoing obscenely through the library, leaving the trio even more anxious, more needy than they could have. Y/N pushed her hips against his and Fernando's hand, wanting to cum as soon as possible. “Do you want to cum, love?”

“Yes, yes I-I want to” he replied quickly, she rolled her eyes, overcome by maddening lust.

“Ask for it, tesoro” Fernando whispered in her ear before nibbling on her earlobe and the skin of her neck. “Use your pretty words, will you?”

Y/N dug her nails into her palms and tried to stop her body from pushing against their hands, but she was already beyond her control. Lewis and Fernando had managed to break her again. More tears welled up in her eyes, but they didn't even reach beyond her cheekbones because Lewis kissed each one of them.

“Please, please, I-I need it so-so much,” she begged, opening his eyes in time to see the expressions of adoration his two bullies had on their faces. “N-No one else is going to t-touch m-me” she promised and Lewis accelerated even more, hitting her g-spot superficially, Y/N felt her body weaken completely, she was sure she had never come as hard as she did at that moment.

Lewis removed his fingers from her, and moaned when he noticed how sticky they were, he made sure to taste her, literally growling. Fuck, she was so hot, that even hating her seemed impossible.

“So fucking hot, love,” he said, leaving his own fingers clean, and then kissing her hard. Y/N responded to the kiss lazily, still lethargic from the violent orgasm. “You should try it, Nando,” he said after pulling away from her.

“I will,” the Spaniard assured, without much care he knocked all the papers off the table and carefully placed it on the wooden top. Y/N hissed at the contact of the cold wood on her scalding body, she knew that this had been just the first orgasm of many, the two engineering students wouldn't stop until she passed out from cumming so much and even though she hated it, she couldn't wait for it. Only her torso and hips were supported by the furniture, her head hung a little off the table, which made Lewis smile before turning around and facing her, at the same moment that Fernando ripped off her shorts and panties. He groaned deeply as he saw how wet her sensitive folds were, Y/N was glowing with lust in every way; in order to make her more eager, he slid his nose over her groin and inner thighs, enjoying her scent, feeling more hungry for her. Y/N bit her lip to stop herself from moaning, but it was in vain when Fernando literally devoured her pussy, he seemed desperate to taste every bit of her.

“Fuck-” she choked, “so goood” she whimpered and felt Lewis’s hand wrap around her throat.

“Open your mouth wide, sweetie,” he ordered and even without meaning to — who was she trying to fool, Y/N really wanted to, so fucking much — she opened her mouth. She watched as Lewis unzipped his jeans and let them fall around his ankles along with his underwear. She licked her lips as she saw his erection throb in front of her and she moaned in delight as Lewis pushed the head of his cock against her mouth, slowly entering the girl's warm, soft mouth. It took him a few seconds to get used to his size and when he felt her tongue try to wrap around his cock, he decided to start fucking her mouth. He held her throat with more pressure, feeling the exact spot where his cock reached her mouth, his thrusts gained more force, making Y/N choke and salivate around him, making each thrust into her mouth easier, Lewis watched with pleasure as his cock disappeared inside her lips. That was a view no one else should fucking have. “fuck baby, such a good little mouth, taking my cock so well, oh my god” he grunted.

Fernando grabbed her thighs, keeping them away from his head, because even though he didn't mind being suffocated by Y/N's thighs, at that moment it was all about eating that pussy without interruption. He pressed his fingers into the fat on her legs until they created small red spots, not that any of them would mind, and licked her folds again, collecting every last bit of her pleasure, that flowed like a fountain; Alonso let his fingers play with her clit, making her arch up on the table and he stuck his tongue in the little hole that tightened around nothing. He groaned, she moaned, Lewis moaned. Fernando unzipped his pants and released his aching penis, it was hard to the point of pain.

Fernando pumped his own cock, lost between thoughts of continuing to eat that sweet pussy or burying his cock as deep as he could. He moaned more as she wiggled on his face, wanting to cum again, and Fernando increased the pressure on her clit, licking her entire pussy, without stopping to fuck his cock in his own fist. But just to get her on the edge of cumming, he wanted to be inside her when Y/N came, he wanted her to get his cock all wet and he wanted to fill her up, Who knows, maybe she would end the night with a baby in her belly? The idea made him throb even more and with that in mind, he walked away, listening to her whimper.

“I think she’s ready, Lew,” he said huskily, licking the traces of her juices from his mouth. Lewis struggled to pull away too, appreciating how the girl was a mess of tears and saliva, beautiful as hell. He helped her sit up and she almost collapsed, she was limp and numb from the sensations that shook her body, Lewis's cock fucking her mouth, Fernando's tongue fucking her pussy, where anyone could see. But that wasn't important, she wanted to feel it all again, more intensely.

Fernando sat back down on the chair where he was and made Y/N slide onto his lap, the girl moved uncomfortably because of her trapped hands.

“L-Let go of my hands, please,” she begged, her lower lip trembling and tears welling up again. “I-I want to t-touch both of you.”

“What do you think, Lew?” he asked, stroking her thighs, doing his best to ignore that Y/N was sitting right on top of his cock.

“She behaved well, Nando... I think our little slut deserves a treat,” he said, releasing the rope around her wrists. Immediately, Y/N grabbed Fernando's shoulders and ground her pelvis against his hips, feeling the head of his cock poke her clit. She bit her lip and moaned softly, sounding sweet as only heaven could sound. The two boys grunted hoarsely. Hamilton literally jumped over the table until he was behind her, watching with pleasure as sweat bathed her back, leaving Y/N glowing in the dim light of the library.

Lewis pushed two fingers against her mouth, enjoying how quick Y/N was to wrap her warm tongue around the two digits, and he wished it was his cock there again. “like that, baby, make them nice and wet for me” he groaned in approval, she whimpered as she pulled his fingers away from her mouth, but Y/N didn't have enough time to miss it as Lewis rubbed his saliva-wet fingers against her anus, feeling her twitch “relax baby, i know you can handle it”

She felt Fernando's fingers rub circles on her thigh before lifting her, just enough to fit his cock at her entrance, making Y/N slide down his length. She rested her head on Fernando's shoulder, loving the sensation of widening that his thick cock caused her. He kissed the curve of her neck, feeling her shiver, both of them feeling each other throb with each other. He gave a nod to Lewis who took the signal and pressed the swollen glans against her anus. The girl scratched Fernando's back hard, just because they had done it before doesn't mean it was easy, Lewis was fucking big, damn.

“Fuck, tesoro, "You're strangling my cock," he said, panting. "Relax, baby, or Lew won't be able to get in," he chuckled hoarsely, placing his mouth on one of her breasts. Little by little, her grip on Fernando's cock loosens and she allows Lewis to enter completely.

Lewis breathed as if he was relieved “damn sweetie, you’re still tight” he said almost breathlessly and gave a slow thrust, making her sigh. “That’s right baby, relax and let me fuck that pretty ass.”

“I-I’m so full, damn” she moaned softly and moved her hips against both of them, feeling them go deeper. Fernando tangled his fingers in her hair and kissed her, letting her move as she wanted. Y/N kissed him back without stopping to bounce on him, moaning as his tongue moved against hers; Lewis gripped her hips tightly without stopping his thrusts and her tightness around him made things even more pleasurable. The moans of the three mixed with the sounds of their bodies colliding.

“No one will leave you like this again, little mouse,” Lewis said, wrapping his arms around her neck, speaking softly in her ear.

“No one else can make you moan so good and no one else will,” Fernando added, supporting her thighs to thrust deeper, moaning at the tightness around his cock. “Lew is right, shit, you're still tight... Even with all the times we fucked you”

Safely between the two, Y/N wiggled faster, she was so close to cumming, but there was still something missing... She needed something.

“H-Harder, p-please,” she stuttered, bouncing faster, rolling her eyes each time they entered her.

They didn't even respond, they just followed her request, holding her tightly as the dicks went in and out without stopping, Y/N held Fernando's face between both hands to kiss him sloppily, not caring about her teeth chattering against Fernando's or the bites on her lips, the kiss was interrupted by Lewis, who took her mouth eagerly, in a kiss as intense as the previous one.

A knot formed in her belly, announcing the orgasm that was to come.

“I-I w-will” She whimpered, fat tears streaming down her cheeks in abundance, she felt so much, it felt like she would collapse at any moment.

“Is that so, little mouse?” Lewis asked, pulling out of her completely, making her moan needily.

“Mhmmm yes yes” she said, trying to hurry her orgasm by pressing her clit, but Fernando held her hand, making her lean even more on him. “please”

“Fuck, sweetie,” they said together as they felt her tighten around them. “Cum, baby, cum now,” Fernando murmured, leaving more marks on her body, in addition to the ones he and Lewis had already made. Y/N gasped breathlessly as her orgasm exploded, shaking her body until she collapsed completely on top of the Spaniard, completely powerless. It wasn't long before she was joined by them, the warm heat of their cum inside her made her gasp. She was so full, so hot.

“I hope that was enough, little mouse,” Fernando said, still holding her. “No one will leave you like this again, tesoro”

“Mhmmm” was just what Y/N ‘said’.

“She needs a bath, Nando, and rest”

In no time, the two organized the mess they had made, Lewis wrapped the jacket around her body, Y/N just mumbled sleepily, snuggling into Hamilton's chest. Maybe sleeping in their dorm would finally make her understand that there would be no one else in her life.

She woke up suffocating from the heat, which was strange because it was the height of the English winter, she tried to push the blankets away, but it was no use when the source of her heat was nothing more, nothing less than Lewis and Fernando flanking her. She rubbed her eyes and looked around, seeing that he wasn't in her room, as the curtains were too dark and the walls didn't have her posters.

“What the fuck?” She grumbled, trying to sit up, but the arms wrapped around her waist prevented her.

“It’s still too early, little mouse,” Lewis murmured sleepily, holding her in place. She sighed when she felt him bury his face in her hair. “Rest.”

“B-But-” she stammered in confusion.

“That’s it, go to sleep or we’ll wake you up for good,” it was Fernando’s turn to speak, with his face buried in the valley of her breasts.

She sank back into the mattress, the memories slowly returning, the sex in the library, all the other times they had repeated it in the room they shared. Her cheeks turned a deep shade of red, no matter how many times they did this, she would never stop feeling embarrassed.

“I told you to rest, Y/N,” she heard Lewis’s muffled voice, and his grip on her waist reinforced the warning.

“I can’t sleep anymore”

“And apparently you won’t let anyone else sleep...” Fernando said, letting go of her so he could stretch, yawning still very sleepy.

The three of them settled into the king-size bed and Y/N crossed her arms “So? How are we going to solve this?”

“This? This what, little mouse?”

“Come on Lewis, the three of us! How is this going to play out from here? Or do you intend to continue acting like idiots to me in public? If so, I will leave and never speak to you again.”

“Cálmate, cálmate, no tienes que irte, ¿vale?” (Calm, calm, don't have to go, okay?) “You're with us now, little mouse, as you should have been a long time ago,” Fernando assured.

“But people will comment, I will be called a slut,” she said.

“Nobody will say anything, baby, you're with us now and nobody is stupid enough to cross any of us,” Lewis said. “And if they call you a slut, it’s because of envy, after all, people would like to be you or have you.”

She bit her lip thoughtfully. Not that she really cared about what others were saying, she had been hearing atrocities since her first day at Oxford, but this time it felt different.

“Don’t think about it, tesoro, We'll take care of it if it happens, since now you have two fucking rich idiots willing to solve any shit for you” Fernando kissed her shoulder. “Don’t worry about it, little mouse.”

“It looks like we’ll have to fuck those silly thoughts out of you, sweetie,” Lewis suggested, kissing her as Fernando made her take off the shirt she had put on earlier in the morning. She didn't care about the pain in her body, or how sensitive she was, she wanted to feel all the insane pleasure they were willing to give her.

"Feels good to me" she moaned before having her lips kissed by Alonso, Lewis was busy retracing the marks on her body, listening to the small muffled moans that escaped between her kiss and Fernando. It wasn't long before the Brit was between her legs, the shock of his mouth against her clitoris made her bite Fernando's mouth. “Holy God, Lewis!”

“No honey, no calling God’s name now,” Fernando murmured. “I think we’d better keep that pretty little mouth busy, huh?”

She held the tray, looking around the crowded cafeteria. There was no empty seat and with Heikki traveling to Finland, she was alone there. Y/N was about to turn around to go have lunch in the library with Maggie when a hand gently grabbed her arm.

“Where are you going, little mouse? We’ve been waiting for you,” Lewis said, taking the tray from her.

Her cheeks glowed red and she stammered, “B-But there are no empty seats here.”

“You can always sit on my lap, baby.” He gave her a mischievous smile. “And don’t be modest, little mouse, I know how much you like it.”

“So rude!”

He placed her in front of him as they crossed the cafeteria, oblivious to the stares of the other students. “I'll keep being rude because you like it.”

They finally reached the table where Fernando was and the Spaniard didn't hesitate, he grabbed her hand and made her sit on his lap, making the girl blush even more.

“Hey tesoro, where were you going?” he said, kissing her intensely.

“She was going to have lunch at the library, she said there was no place to have lunch.” Lewis placed her tray on the table and turned to his friends. “What is it?”

“Do you have her? The rat?”

Without thinking much, Lewis threw the apple at the forehead of the person who had said it, with enough force to shatter the fruit.

“Say that again, and the next thing to hit your face will be my fist,” he threatened. “And anyone else who says anything about Y/N, in front of me or not.”

“Eat, I know you didn’t have coffee today, there’s no point in lying” Fernando said.

Y/N rolled her eyes, but ate, she was really hungry, so she didn't even think about the irony of the situation. Weeks ago, she was having lunch anywhere to avoid the wickedness of the same men who seemed so concerned about her. The girl felt Fernando's fingers move up her waist unpretentiously, while talking to someone about the start of the Euro Cup, the subject soon became a mess, due to the variety of foreign students. Soon, Lewis's hand was on his thigh, squeezing gently.

“Very well, little mouse,” the Spaniard whispered only for her to hear. “You better be fed, because you’re going to need it.” The unspoken promises made her shiver and squirm in his lap. “Quiet, dulzura, wriggling around on my lap isn’t going to help us any now.”

Lewis's grip tightened, making her restless and anxious.

“Later, love, later,” he said quietly.

She let herself relax in Alonso's arms, listening to him discuss with some friend about the Spanish team's performance, She knew it would take a long time for the three of them to resolve the issues they had. But the weeks they spent together were giving her the certainty that things would finally work out.

Maybe life in Oxford wouldn't be so bad anymore. She held Hamilton's hand and rested her head on Alonso's shoulder, laughing at how his life literally became the popular expression ‘one is too few, two is good and three is perfect’.

a/n: Man, I spent the whole day writing this, but it finally came out the way I wanted and my God it was SO GOOD, my goodness I loved writing this, I hope you liked it too!

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