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- 9-1-1: Lone Star (TV 2020) (7)
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A few minutes passed, and then Kimi was shifting again. This time, Ollie could feel him pressing against his thigh. Kimi rocked against him a little, which wouldn’t have been noticeable unless Kimi was hard against him.
Which he was.
or, shameless bearnelli dry humping
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GP met Max when he was nothing but a scrawny eighteen-year-old with a dream and a pedigree worthy of multiple championships.
He had this aura of confidence about him, even as he was about to join such a prestigious team as Red Bull. It had fascinated GP to no end.
GP met Max when he was eighteen, and at the end of their first weekend together, he knew him as a race winner.
That weekend was also the first time he heard the name Charles Leclerc.
or; a deepdive into max and charles, narrated by GP
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- Part 2 of looking in from the outside
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when they gave us our trophies (and we held them up for our town) by dalsy
Fandoms: Formula 1 RPF
09 May 2024
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They’d been hopeful, before Miami. Hopeful enough that a podium was practically expected, from at least one of them.
And it had almost been reality for Oscar, before a near shunt and a pitstop—fucking Carlos—had Oscar stuck in P19.
He’d begrudgingly accepted P13 and the fastest lap. Because Lando had won. He’d won. Trumped Max Verstappen, or whatever Crofty had said as Lando took the flag.
or; landoscar 1-2
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In a futile attempt to stay awake, he glanced over at Lando, who was sitting across from him, and leaned over to read something on one of the screens while nodding along.
Lando had looked up at whoever was talking—Jake, maybe?—and something had to be wrong with Oscar, because the first thought he had was ‘Lando would look great on his knees’.
He felt his cheeks heat up, yet still not being able to divert his attention away from Lando, who, with his bright eyes and his full eyelashes—that he surely must curl—paired with an attentive smile, had suddenly made Oscar’s day so much more interesting.
or; oscar’s fascination with his teammate
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’Dear 2025 Formula One Driver, we hereby introduce collaborative flying.’
The header had Max frowning down at his phone.
What the fuck.
And— No. Absolutely not. Nuh uh.
or; max learns to socialize
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Robby has gone from barely being able to watch to not wanting to even blink. He can’t keep his eyes from darting down to where Whitaker’s thighs grip the saddle, how he slides forwards on it with every downward bow of the bull and back as it pushes up. Again and again and again, he rolls with the mechanical bull with a single circular fluid motion.
It crosses his mind that this might be one of the hottest things he’s ever seen. He doesn’t even try to unpack that thought, it doesn’t even feel like an opinion he can change. It’s just a fact. Whitaker on the mechanical bull is one of the hottest things he’s ever seen.
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It’s Javadi’s twenty-first birthday party and the Pitt team hit the cowboy themed bar downtown. Whitaker gets on the mechanical bull.
One thing leads to another.
**Translation into Русский available**
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04 Apr 2026
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“Here.” Will says, unsure what makes him think of it, and he thrusts his hand out in front of Macklin’s face. Mack looks confused, at first, and then it’s like he gains abrupt clarity, because he grabs the proffered arm with both hands reverently, tightly. He pulls it to his mouth and lets Will’s muscle and sinew coated in hot skin part his lips as he presses his sealed mouth against him. Will wants to prompt him, to yell ‘bite down, damnit!’ but as his patience runs out, Mack opens his jaws and sinks his teeth in, in, in. It’s not the light nips he’s taken before, not the playful way he’s dined on Will in the past. This is a real bite, a genuinely painful and sharp sensation deep in the tissue and muscle lining Will’s arm.
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Macklin has a biting thing. Then he just plain has a thing for Will. Will is amenable.
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- Part 1 of The NHL Is Rife With Narratives
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“I hate this damn thing.”
Will glanced up from his phone where he’d been aimlessly scrolling on TikTok. Mack was still in the bathroom at their hotel, the door wide open and light flooding out into the bedroom. Will caught him staring at himself in the mirror, mouth open wide, glaring at his own teeth. Will rolled his eyes.
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Mack has become inconsistent in wearing his night time retainer, and now both he and Will are facing the consequences.
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The Voyagers Voyeur by smutandscotch
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
03 Feb 2026
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“You guys are gross.” He whined as he slumped onto the counter. “I don’t want to see it.”
“That is not what your wife told me.” Ilya said, his words were playful but with a tone too serious for the early hour. “She told me that you want to watch Shane and I make love while you sit there, like pathetic cuck, and get off on it.”
Shane choked into his coffee, spilling it onto the counter. He glared at his husband who went in search of paper towels to clean up the mess. Hayden was speechless.
“What Ilya means to say-”
“No I mean it when I say pathetic cuck, but is okay.” Cuck was overpronounced with a ruthless smirk that toed the line of cruelty. “We all have our kinks. There is no shame here. She thinks it's super hot and I agree. Shane and I are very sexy. Shane especially when he is being taken apart by my cock. Which you also want to see. I hope seeing it will not make you feel bad about yourself. Average is fine. You understand average with your hockey stats, yes?”
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Still, he can’t help it. He’s fucking horny.
“Okay, here’s what we’re gonna do.” Shane stands, hands on his hips. He fixes Ilya with his game plan look he gets right before he gives the team a speech in the locker room. “You’re gonna finish your game, I’m gonna finish cleaning, then you’ll—“
“Fuck your brains out?” Ilya interrupts.
“Then you’re gonna make us some lunch, and we’re gonna eat it on the back patio.”
Shane cockwarms Ilya. Ilya tries to be a good boy.
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