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12-seconds-to-live · 11 months

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(Un)Lost: The art of war

Pairing: F12022/3!Grid! x Fem!Driver!Oc

Warnings: DNF’s, angst, a little bit of love, episodes of anxiety, Seb’s retirement, harsh words.

DRIVE TO SURVIVE SEASON 5 - EP. 1 THE NEW ERA

“It’s freezing in here” I said while I was puting my cap in my head, my Williams cap, ready to sit in the famous black chair of Netflix. “Thank you Netflix for make this possible, Bahrain is being cooking itself now” The producer chuckle.

“So, we’re going to let you introduce you and then make you a few questions. Everything clear?”

“Sure” I look for a better position in the chair and look to the camera “My name is Charlotte Robyn-Jones and I’m engineer strategist for Williams Racing Formula One Team” I said with a smile on my face. I saw the people in the back laugh and I copy the action

“You can’t lie to Netflix, kid”

“I think I just did ... Anyway, 1, 2, 3, Monday to Friday, My name is Charlotte Robyn-Jones, I’m 23 and I’m a race driver for Williams Racing Formula One Team” I tilt my head to one side and laugh “Cool”

“So cool. What’s for you to be at the top of the game right now?, obviously avoiding the question that you must be bored about”

“Being a woman is fantastic, except for that thing every month but I can’t complain. I have to say that it’s not easy. You can dream of some things happening but all the same time, If you really wanted, the answer is get up and look for your better options to make things happen.” I gassped and look down and to the camera. “I remenber when I told my dad that I wanted to give it a try in karting and I wasn’t even 6, he looked at me like I was some sort of silly muppet but then he make me promise that I will do great in school and then he will help me with the racing carreer I wanted. The rest is history”

A series of videos of her carreer show up, from her beginning in karts, F4, F3 and her successfull 2021 in F2 finishing as champion, smiling faces all around and obviously a very proud Charlotte.

“You just mention your dad. What about other members in your family? Friends or even a boyfriend?” I look at the producer with a side smile

“You guys are really something else, right?” they laugh “I’m single ready to mingle. I don’t talk to much about my family, I like to be private about that. I almost dropped all this. My family is my priority and two years ago I lost my mom due cancer so...”

“I’m sorry we don’t...”

“No, it’s okay” I smiled to the camera “She’s not here but I still talk about her like she’s just in the back of the house screaming to the dog for being so silly, she’s still here and I know she’s proud”

“Sure she is. Just to finish ... Any expectations for your team. Everybody wanted to see you in a bigger team like Mercedes or Ferrari, did you hear any rumors about that?”

“Well, certanly I did hear, but the thing is, mmm, I always believe that If you wanna prove yourself is better to start from the very bottom, understand the little things and then you’ll find success, almost glory. Being in this sport is so tricky, like, one day you won in Monaco and the next day you’re out of the points or feeling that all your pasion is going out to your body” I see everybody’s faces like I was saying something fascinating “This is sport is like war, you better watch out your back ‘cause even your own team could kill you.”

“So, this is your year to discover yourself?”

“Yes, my bingo card this year will imply me being playing the art of war that is F1″

“Okay Charlotte, this is all for today. We’ll see you along the year”

“Thanks and don’t spill my secrets. Snitches end up in ditches, they say”

I go out of the room straight to the Williams garage. Sure thing is that this year is going to be wild, after what happened last year between Red Bull and Mercedes, man, I really don’t want to be any member of those teams.

“Hello Ms. Jones, everything all right with Netflix?” My PR, Ava asked. She was in Alex side of the garage talking to other people

“Yeah, they’re like school girls” She laugh

“Yeah, sometimes. Today is media day so since you’re ready with your Williams merch, we can start signing some caps and cards and then continue with your schedule. Or do you want to start with press?”

“Up to you really, better doing the easiest first then I’ll face the sharks” We walk to a conference room when I found Alex with his girlfriend and his PR. Last year I met the girl in a tournament in the UK and we have been really close since then.

“Oh hello you, my girl and my boy rocking together this year” Lily said and hug me, while Alex put a false angry face

“Nice to see you Lily and yes, we’re going to rock or better than that” I said she smack Alex shoulder

“See, I tould you she has spirit!”

“I know, I think that everybody saw that video of her running along the track after her win in last year championship”

That video.

Well, you don’t win F2 championship many times in your life, right?

“I don’t know what are you talking about”

“Everybody know you do”

“Shh” I sit next to the pile of merch with my face on it. It’s 9:45 so I have time ‘till lunch and more interviews.

INTERVIEW ROOM @14:20

W/ Lando Norris, Carlos Sainz, Lewis Hamilton and Sebastian Vettel

“Don’t be nervous, ok? I’m not gonna tell what to answer, you’re smart so answer like a pro”

“Like a pro? So I can say <<inchident>> or even ask about the interviewers plans for the summer?” I showed Ava a side smiled

“Please don’t and you’re going to be in between, your name is on the sofa” I enter the room and saw the amount of people organized in the back of the room with notepads, cameras and tricky looks.

“So, welcome everybody to the second session here in Bahrain, we are here with Lando Norris from McLaren, Carlos Sainz from Ferrari, Charlotte Jones from Williams, Lewis Hamilton from Mercedes and Sebastian Vettel from Aston Martin. Welcome to the drivers, we’re going to have a round of questions for this sesion, if that’s ok” I look at the others who nod.

“Hello, this question is for Charlotte” Great. “We want to hear your first impresions of your new team, if you have the chance to meet the other drivers and expectations for your rookie season”

I tried to smiled but I suddenly felt like I wanna dissapear and the lights we’re too bright so I put on my glasses and I hear Lewis laugh and how he copy my action and take the microphone “It’s sunny outside so there’s no need to put the light to bright, thanks guys” And squeezed my hand.

“Yeah, lights, mmm, almost everybody saw me in the car last year when I met the team and my teammate. Everything has been great so far, mmm I spent half of the holidays with the Sainz family, there been close to my mom’s family so, yeah, Carlos and his trainer just help me to get in better shape for this rodeo, something that I’m grateful for” I fist bump with Carlos and laugh “And expectations, well, I prefer to see how it goes after the race, I sent my ideas and questions the past month so I know now that the car is fast and let’s see If we can put Williams on the top again”

Sebastian took the microphone and look at me “Do you know about engineering?”

“Yeah, I finished my degree in mechanical engineering last month, obviously online, so...”

“That’s impresive, kid” answer Sebastian

“Am I the only one scared now?” Ask Lando to everybody. Everybody laugh at that. The interview session went smoothly and not many questions were to me, since Lewis was in the room, the events of november where reminded. Questions about strategies and upgrades for Ferrari and Aston Martin and the chances of McLaren of getting a podium this year. After that, the session ended, Carlos stopped me.

“Welcome officially, girasol” He hug me in the process and we heard a cough

“Are you good, man?”

“Since my friend here it’s so disrespectfull, nice to meet you, yo soy Lago”

“Nunca le enseñaste bien español” I said laughing to the spaniard

“Ciertamente él fue un terrible alumno”

“Please don’t. Back to a common language” I smiled to him and oh boy! such beautiful eyes

“Charlotte, rookie, friend of this guy, fan of dogs, chocolate cake and be on my xbox the whole day” I shake his hand and he gasp

“Marry me”

“In a few years, maybe” I look to Carlos who look at me with wide eyes

“I don’t want him on family holidays, ten moths are too much now” As we were walking through the paddock, a few photographers and fans aproach us. Since Carlando were more famous that I am, so I go straight to my motorhome to lay down for a bit.

What a day.

A few headers on instagram and twitter about the conference

2022 ROOKIE READY TO DRIVE AND BEING A THREAT

CHARLOTTE ROBYN-JONES, NEW SENSATION IN THE PADDOCK

IS THIS THE YEAR OF WILLIAMS?

Mind clear and then start proving myself.

I’m a girl, yes, but right now I feel that I have a chance to be like them, it’s ny time.

A champion, one ready to fight.

I finished my day with more media duties, to 6 pm I was going to wait for Carlos who offer a ride to the hotel. While I was waiting in the parking lot, the papaya pair waved at me.

“Hiya, you must me Charlotte. I’m Daniel, the one with good looks in the team” He said with a smile.

“Nice to meet you Daniel, how you guys doin’?”

“All good, we’re heading to the hotel, ready to kick asses tomorrow?” I saw how Lando seems certanly interested in the question

“I’m feeling normal, but yeah, let’s see tomorrow. My driver arrived so... see ya” I waved at them when Carlos opened his car. Daniel and Lando saw the couple leaving the parking lot when the australian looks at the youngest

“Say it”

“What?”

“Why do you look so shock around her? I mean, even Max who lives in a rock knew about her”

“I’ve been friends of Carlos and I never see her around, it’s weird”

“Ooow, the kid is jealous of the newie” Daniel started laughing and going to his car

“Man stop... I’m not jealous and also I’m a man!”

BAHREIN CIRCUIT @13:45 - FP1 & FP2

“Radio check, please” my race engineer said. Williams had the chance to start fourth in the two practices after Alfa Romeo, Ferrari, Red Bull and Alpine.

“ And I thought my heart was detached, from all the sunlight of our past, but she's so sweet, she's so pretty, does she mean you forgot about me? Yeah, yes, I’m going to send you my playlist for the race, what dou you think?”

“We’ll evaluate that after practice”

“It’s not a no, I wil take it”

“Ok Charlotte, 30 seconds to start heating the tyres and whenever you ready, your flying lap”

“Copy”

“Now, we’ll have Williams coming out the pits to start practice, first our rookie Charlotte, fresh out the oven as F2 champion. She’s heating the tyres and has 15 minutes to do a few laps and see how that car goes”

On the broadcast, the faces of the team principals were on screen, with their expectations on the girl and see how she start.

“Ok Charlotte, you can start in the next lap with Leclerc and Ocon in front of you” I pressed the copy bottom. Here I go.

One thing about me it’s that I brake late but my left foot likes to keep itself on the throttle. A girl have to give it all, right?

“I feel like I’m watching the Mercedes W11 all over again. Wow! I can see a future world champion, multiple times If she wanted too”

“That car is fast” said Christian Horner looking to Max’s engineer “What the hell?”

“Definitely it is”

“Toto, even when she brake the car doesn’t go below 170 km/h. what?” Lewis and Bono stand beside the team principal of Mercedes.

“I think that your eight championship have to wait a bit, I can’t believe my eyes”

“That girl is the real Toretto, don´t you think?” asked Yuki to the french man

“I wanna throw myself down a hill to be honest”

“What the f***?, which car is that?, I almost get dizzy” asked Charles over the radio

“That was a Williams, the rookie, she’s 3 seconds faster than you”

“This is going to be a long season. F***”

“Well done Charlotte. With his pace you can certanly win every race this season”

“Haha, good job to everybody from those in the factory to the ones in the garage. What about Alex?”

“As good as you, the difference is 0.337″

“That’s good”

“Yes, we’ll wait for you in the garage”

As I parked, I could heard the applauses from my team and the people around the garage.

And yes.

A very long season ahead.

intro

That was fun.

For those who doesn’t speak spanish, here the translation:

Girasol: sunflower.

Nunca le enseñaste bien español: you never taught him Spanish well.

Ciertamente él fue un terrible alumno: He certainly was a terrible student.

Hope you liked it :)

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lumi-nescentt · 7 months

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And There’s Nothing I’d Rather Do, I’m Stuck With You:

Pairing: Esteban Ocon x Reader

Warnings: Stupid nicknames, kind of enemies to lovers (reader doesn't like Esteban at first) and some swear words, other than that it's pure fluff

Words: 7.1k

Summary: Spending the holidays in a snowy cabin in the Canadian mountains sounds like the perfect plan. Unless you get stuck with the only person you hate and he's trying his hardest to make you like him.

A/N: Another story heavily inspired by my Christmas mood but this time it was "Snowed in Together" with Esteban and I (as always) got a bit carried away

Spending New Year’s in a cabin in Canada had seemed like a great idea at first, your best friend had convinced you to come with her by saying she’d pay for your part of the accommodation since she really didn’t want to be alone.

In all honesty, you completely understood why she was a little nervous. Despite knowing Lance since the three of you were in kindergarten, they had only started dating a few weeks ago and this would be their first holiday trip as more than just friends. She was nervous that it would be a little awkward and she desperately needed the moral support.

At first, you had thought that you’d be spending a week as the third wheel but your friend has assured you that Lance had also invited friends which only gave you one more reason to accept. It wasn’t everyday that you were offered a free stay in a fancy cabin in the middle of the mountains with 2 of your closest friends and potentially single people too. If your best friend and Lance could have a romantic New Years getaway, you wouldn’t pass on the opportunity to experience it either.

You didn’t know all of Lance’s friends but from the people you knew, you were almost certain that you’d get along well with whoever showed up. Well, almost certain because there was one single person that you didn’t want to see for a whole week and that was Esteban.

It wasn’t that you particularly hated the Frenchman, he seemed like a nice person if you listened to everyone else who knew him, but your first meeting was still burned in the back of your mind. It had been one of the few Grand Prixs you had attended while still in college.

You were barely 20 years old and seeing someone you had known practically your whole life in such an exclusive and elitist sport was hard to grasp, it was fascinating. You had been bouncing around the whole paddock from excitement and not knowing who you were, Esteban had laughed at you, making some stupid comment about how you looked like a fan girl.

He hadn’t really meant it, he was still fairly new in this world and he didn’t really feel like he belonged. He thought that if he made himself seem tougher, even a little bit meaner, the nagging feeling of being a fraud would leave him. He hadn’t known that you were Lance’s friend. If he had known, he would have been more careful.

The moment Lance had introduced the two of you had happened a few hours after his comment and if he had hoped that you wouldn’t have heard his comment, the look on your face when you realised who he was told him the opposite. Esteban hadn’t realised it when you were further away from him but you were pretty, if he was honest with himself, you were probably one of the most gorgeous people he had ever met and that had made him nervous.

Hoping to win you over, he had tried a joke when you talked about what you were studying in college but your face had contorted in a mix of confusion and hurt as soon as the words had left his mouth. Esteban knew what he had wanted to say wasn’t mean at all but in the translation, the meaning had lost itself and now he was sure you thought he was an ass.

Over the years, he had tried to convince you that he had changed, that he wasn’t the 22 year old who thought putting people down was going to make him feel better about himself but it seemed like you were stuck on your first impression. You were never mean to him in any way but everyone could see the difference between your usual cheery and outgoing persona and the more reserved and sarcastic one only Esteban got to see.

For these exact reasons, you really hoped that Esteban wouldn’t be part of this trip, or that if he was, he wouldn’t be the only friend invited so you could always hang out with someone other than him.

Part of your wish was granted and if Esteban was in fact coming, Mick and his girlfriend were too so you wouldn’t be alone with him. Except in a way you would because you two were the only single people of the group and that would definitely be something you’d realise and be teased about for the whole week.

The day you were supposed to go to the cabin had finally came and you were glad for the 3 hours drive you had on your own. You had now been well aware of Esteban’s presence for a few days and despite preparing yourself mentally, the last few hours of quiet were more than welcome to clear your head and convince yourself you could get through this.

Wanting to be on time, you had left your house a bit early to avoid traffic and having to drive on twisty roads in the dark so you weren’t surprised to be the first one to arrive at all. You knew Mick and Laila were taking a plane so they’d arrive in the early hours of the morning and if there was something you knew about your best friend and Lance, it was that they usually arrived late to anything they had planned if they were together.

You gladly took the time to visit the whole house and it was impossible not to gush at how beautiful it all was. You knew it had to have been expensive and you were half glad, half uncomfortable to know that you weren’t paying for any of it, your best friend was. You let yourself feel guilty for approximately 5 seconds before the feeling left you as you entered one of the rooms that was definitely going to be yours.

The view of the sunset over the snowy hills from the bedroom’s windows was simply breathtaking and everything looked so warm and cosy you couldn’t help but let yourself fall on the bed. You could have stayed forever laying on your side, looking at the snow falling on the balcony if it hadn’t been for the sound of a car door slamming.

You rushed downstairs, silently hoping to see your best friend’s face but as you came into the living room full on running, you hit someone who was way too tall to be either Lance or the girl you had expected to see.

-“ I’ve never seen you this excited to see me so I’m assuming you were expecting someone else, chérie ?” Esteban smiled

-“ I thought Lance and Julia had arrived.” you answered matter of factly

-“ Oh well, I’m afraid you’re going to wait a long time before seeing them…”

-“ What do you mean ?”

-“ Didn’t you get their texts ? On top of all the snow falling on the roads, there’s a tree that fell on the only road that comes up this part of the mountain so they probably won’t arrive before tomorrow at least.”

-“ Fuck, that sucks. I guess we don’t have cell reception so I must have missed it.” you sighed, looking at your phone only to see that you were in fact disconnected from the rest of the world

-“ Are Mick and Laila here already ?” he asked, looking around for signs of his other best friend

-“ Sorry to disappoint, it's just you and me. Their flight is supposed to land later tonight but if the road is impracticable then we won’t see them before tomorrow either.”

-“ I’m not disappointed. Contrary to what you might think, I happen to like your company, y/n.” Esteban smiled warmly at you, making you roll your eyes

-“ I’d love to say that the feeling’s mutual but I hate liars so tough luck.” you sarcastically answered with a fake smile and a shrug

-“ Come on, I can’t be that bad if you agreed to spend an entire week third wheeling not one but two couples with me.”

-“ First, I had no idea who was coming when I said yes so don’t flatter yourself and second, the main reason I’m here is because Julia needed me here and also paid for my part.”

-“ Oh wow, okay. Well I’m glad you’re here still. No matter what the reasons are, I’m happy to see you.” he genuinely smiled, making you a tiny bit annoyed

-“ I don’t get you.”

-“ What do you mean ?”

-“ No matter how cold I am to you, you’re always like that. Always smiling at me and saying you appreciate me when I’ve done nothing to make you think that or deserve it.” you shook your head in disbelief

-“ I know you don’t particularly like me but I see the way you are with others and if being nice to you is going to get you to treat me like that someday then I don’t see why I wouldn’t want to try.”

-“ Esteban, I’m going to say this once so you better listen to me carefully because I won’t repeat myself.” you sighed as Esteban nodded, his full attention on you “You might be the most infuriating human being I’ve had to meet but that was actually quite sweet.”

-“ Are you sure you won’t say it again ? What if I wanted to record it to listen to it later ?”

-“ Are you really that desperate to hear nice things about yourself ?”

-“ Only when it comes from you, chérie.” he smiled, cheekily winking at you

-“ That’s it, I’ve used all my Esteban battery for the day. I’m going to my room, enjoy the empty house, croissant man.” you declared before escaping upstairs as Esteban’s laugh filled the empty house

Trying to forget about the fact you had to spend the night alone with him, you decided to just go watch TV in your room, hoping to make time pass faster if you just got busy and ignored him. You had no idea what Esteban was doing but since you hadn’t heard him come up, you assumed he stayed downstairs and did the same as you to pass time.

You were in the middle of your movie when everything went down out of nowhere. In a matter of seconds, you were in pitch black with no source of light apart from your phone. After thinking about it for a second, you decided that going to see Esteban was probably a wise idea, maybe he knew where the electrical panel was so you slowly made your way downstairs, trying not to fall down the stairs while calling his name.

-“ Esteban ?” you tried for the third time

-“ I’m here !” he shouted from what you assumed was the garage

-“ Did you find something ?” you asked once you were next to him

-“ Nope, I can’t find the panel and it seems like the house doesn’t have any candles or flashlights so this is all we have.” he sighed, pointing at their phones

-“ Shit, that sucks because I have like 25% of battery left so my phone isn’t going to last long.”

-“ My battery’s almost full so we can share.”

-“ Thanks.” you smiled at him before realising something “ What are we going to eat now that there’s no power ?”

-“ We’re set for tonight cause I managed to make dinner before the power went out and it’s still in the oven so it should be warm enough. We’re lucky Lance had the fridge and the pantries stocked before we came in otherwise this would have been a disaster.”

-“ You made dinner ?”

-“ Yeah, that’s what I said, y/n.”

-“ I’m impressed.”

-“ What, you didn’t think I could cook ?” Esteban scoffed, ready for another one of your comments

-“ No I just didn’t expect you to cook for the both of us so thank you.”

-“ That’s it ? No teasing ?”

-“ I haven’t eaten it yet so don’t think you’re safe yet. I expect a lot from you since your country is known for its cuisine.” you smiled sarcastically

-“ Well I’m no chef but I hope it’s still to your liking.” he just smiled back, motioning for you to follow him to the kitchen

You couldn’t lie, when Esteban said he had cooked, you expected something edible at best but what he had made was actually good. Lasagna wasn’t particularly hard to make but you still appreciated the thought and the time he had spent cooking so you refrained from commenting and just thanked him again.

It was a bit weird to have to make conversation with Esteban alone but it was either that or stay in complete silence and that would have been way too awkward. Plus if you were honest, talking with him was actually pretty nice when neither of you were teasing the other.

You both were so lost in your conversation that you didn’t realise how much time had passed before your phone’s flashlight suddenly turned off as your phone died. Taking this as a sign to go to bed, you started to put the dishes in the sink and before you could wish him good night, Esteban was proposing to walk you to your room since he was the only one with a light.

It felt strange to have him walk you to your door but his presence was calming and you were glad not to be walking in complete darkness alone. When you reached your door, you opened it before turning around to thank him and wish him good night but he seemed lost in his thoughts, wondering if he should speak up about something or not.

-“ Spit it out big boy, what do you want to say ?”

-“ Come sleep with me.” he said calmly

-“ What ?” you uttered in complete shock

-“ I don’t mean that in a weird way. Your room seems way too cold to sleep in without catching something and I wouldn’t feel comfortable knowing you’re freezing alone when I know for a fact that my room is warmer.”

-“ It’s not that bad, I just went on the balcony for a while and since I was scared to get locked out I let the door open a bit but it’ll warm up. There’s no need for us to sleep in the same room.” you tried, hoping he wouldn’t be as stubborn as he usually was

-“ Unless the electricity is back pretty soon, the temperature is going to keep dropping, y/n. The other rooms are on the first floor so they’re colder, otherwise I would have told you to go there but my room is the warmest, that’s just a fact.”

-“ I hate it when you’re right, let me just take my stuff and change.” you finally caved in, knowing you would definitely catch a cold if you stayed there

-“ Thank you, I promise you I won’t make it weird.”

After changing into a t-shirt and a pair of shorts, earning you a confused glance from Esteban, you followed him to his bedroom, noticing that it was in fact, warmer than yours. Esteban let you pick your side of the bed and quickly changed into his pyjamas. You hoped the light hadn’t hit your face when he did because despite not particularly liking him, you couldn’t deny that he had a very nice body. And a very nice smile that you mostly tried to ignore.

Esteban didn’t say a thing when he settled under the covers and found the pillow barrier you had formed in the middle of the bed but he couldn’t help the snicker that escaped his mouth. Once you were both settled, Esteban turned off his flashlight and everything was suddenly dark and quiet. Every little noise seemed heightened and you couldn’t help but notice that Esteban was breathing a little fast. Deciding that you didn’t want to know why, you tried to focus on falling asleep but despite the duvet, you were a bit cold and it kept you awake and shivering.

-“ Are you asleep ?” Esteban whispered after a while

-“ No.”

-“ Can I remove the pillow barrier ?”

-“ Why ?”

-“ It’s in my way.” he only said

-“ Sure, go on.”

-“ Thanks. I think you should come closer too.”

-“ Why would I want to do that ?” you answered a little harsher than you meant

-“ You’ve been shivering this whole time and groaning when if you just came closer you’d be warmer.”

-“ ‘m not cold.” you lied, burying yourself under the covers

-“ Chérie, we’re sleeping on the same mattress, I can feel everytime you move so don’t lie.”

-“ Maybe I’m a little bit cold but I don’t see how getting closer will help.”

-“ Just get closer, I promise you you’ll be warmer.”

-“ What will you do if I don’t ?” you dared him, feeling the atmosphere change

-“ You’re so stubborn sometimes, it’s almost endearing.” Esteban sighed before sneaking his arm around your waist and dragging you towards him, your back hitting his chest

-“ ESTEBAN !” you screeched before feeling the warmth emanating from him “ Oh.”

-“ Told you so.” he just grinned

-“ You’re so annoying.”

-“ Maybe but at least now you’re warm.”

-“ Whatever, now let me sleep you abnormally warm lanky human.”

-“ Lanky ? Me ?” Esteban exclaimed before adding “ I’d take tall but you must be blind if you think I’m lanky.” he muttered under his breath

-“ Stop bragging about your muscles baguette man, some of us aren’t blessed genetically or have to be ripped as a job.” you said, stifling a laugh

-“ So you think I’m hot ?”

-“ Is that all you got from what I said ?”

-“ No but that’s what I’ll remember.”

-“ You’re insufferable. Don’t think about telling anyone about this, they won’t believe you anyway.”

-“ I know but knowing you think I’m hot is enough. I get to tease you about it all I want now.”

-“ I take back everything I said.” you muttered, earning a laugh from the Frenchman behind you

-“ Too late for that. You’re stuck with me now.”

-“ I didn’t say I liked you, calm down.”

-“ I know but you’ve been smiling this whole time so I take it I’m on the right path.”

-“ How do you know what face I’m making right now ? It's pitch black.”

-“ You can hear it in your voice when you smile.” he simply explained

-“ Be careful, I might start thinking you actually fancy me or something, Esteban.”

-“ Would that be so bad ?” he whispered making your heart race suddenly

-“ You don’t know what you’re saying, you must be too tired. We should sleep.” you blurted feeling your cheeks burning

-“ If that comforts you.” Esteban sighed, knowing he would have to work harder if he wanted you to believe him “Good night, y/n.”

-“ Good night, cheese man.” you answered, making him laugh. The both of you falling asleep with a smile on your face.

When you woke up the next day, the sun was already up and so was Esteban, leaving an empty space in the bed next to you. Almost mechanically, you headed towards the bathroom, turning on the light as a habit but nothing happened. Groaning in response, you decided that the whole floor seemed quiet enough for you to use the bathroom with the door slightly opened.

Once you were done, you headed downstairs to look for Esteban but it seemed like he was nowhere to be found either so you resorted to getting yourself something to eat in the kitchen in the meantime. You were pretty much stranded here so he would come back inside at some point.

Sitting at the dining table and looking outside, you suddenly noticed the man you had been looking for. Esteban was standing with a shovel in his hands, removing the snow from the terrace and what looked like a hot tub. When he raised his head and his eyes met yours, he simply smiled and waved before getting back to work, only coming back inside when he was done.

-“ Good morning, chérie.” he smiled, ruffling his hair after removing his beanie. “Did you sleep well ?”

-“ I did, thank you. How long have you been shovelling snow for ?”

-“ About an hour, I think.”

-“ You did all that in an hour ?”

-“ Well yeah, it’s not that much and it was that or actually doing cardio going up and down the stairs since the treadmill doesn’t work.”

-“ When you put it like that…” you snickered

-“ Oh, I almost forgot.” Esteban exclaimed, getting his phone out “I managed to get some service a little further up the hill so I texted Lance.”

-“ What did he say ?”

-“ Well first off, the road still isn’t cleared so they won’t be here today either and that also means we can’t leave. Him, Julia, Mick and Laila are at Lance’s for now but they’ll join us as soon as the road is cleared.”

-“ Shit that really sucks. Do they have an idea of when they’re going to clear it ?”

-“ Normally tomorrow if there’s nothing more urgent coming up.”

-“ Ok we can push you through one more day, that’s fine.”

-“ I’m sorry chérie, I know you were really looking forward to seeing everyone.”

-“ It’s okay, it’s not your fault.”

-“ While we’re on bad news, Lance said the power outage is general in the entire area but they’re working on it so there’s nothing we can do about it. He said to go hangout in one of our cars to charge our phones and warm up if it was needed because he has no idea where the panel is anyway.”

-“ Is there any good news ? Anything even remotely positive so I don’t voluntarily choke on some snow or freeze to death ?”

-“ That’s quite dramatic but yes there is. First off, we’re staying for 3 more days since the first 3 aren’t spent all together.”

-“ You said ‘first off’ so does that mean there’s other good news ?” you asked, hopefully

-“ Lance remembered where they kept the camping stove so we’re going to be able to eat something warm which is pretty nice.”

-“ Esteban.” you said seriously, grabbing his face between your hands, his cheeks getting a subtle shade of pink “Are you telling me that we can make instant coffee with it too ?”

-“ If we have some then yeah.”

-“ Oh my God, that’s the best news you’ve ever told me.” you exclaimed, spontaneously hugging him before taking a step back out of shock, your face all red “ Sorry, I didn’t know coffee made me this excited.”

-“ No apologies needed. I’ll get it out for you so you can have your coffee.” Esteban answered with his face just as red before escaping to the garage to look for the stove

After the hug incident, you tried to keep your distance with the Frenchman and entertained yourself as best as you could on your own. After reading half of the book you had wanted to last for the whole week, you caved in and decided to go see if Esteban wanted to play some board games.

When you reached the living room, a delicious smell filled your nose and you quickly followed it to the kitchen, finding Esteban cooking something that looked like some sort of soup. He was so focused on what he was making that he didn’t notice you standing in the doorway watching him until he poured what he had made into two bowls and raised his head, ready to call you over for lunch.

-“ Fuck, you scared me.” Esteban exclaimed with his hand over his heart

-“ Sorry, I didn’t mean to. You seemed busy so I didn’t want to bother you.”

-“ Have you been standing there for long ?”

-“ Nah, I just came down to ask you something and followed the scent here. What did you make this time ?”

-“ Onion soup. It’s nothing fancy but I figured we could use something to warm up a bit.”

-“ If it tastes as good as it smells, I’m going to love it.” you reassured him before teasing “Be careful though, if I like it I might expect you to make it again and then you’ll just have to spend every minute of your free time cooking for me.”

-“ Don’t threaten me with a good time, y/n.” Esteban retorqued before sliding one of the bowls over to you and sitting on the stool next to where you were standing

It was another meal spent talking about yourselves and getting to know each other better. You hated to admit it but everyone had been right, Esteban was a lovely guy. He was funny, kind and he paid attention to everything you rambled passionately about, even asking follow up questions, seeming genuinely interested in everything you told him.

Maybe you didn’t entirely notice it but Esteban could definitely tell that you were warming up to him. You were sharing stories about your childhood, your college days and the more he learnt, the more he found to like. Every time you laughed, you were slightly hunching over, your body getting closer to his and he swore he could feel his skin burn where your knees were touching.

Convincing Esteban to play board games with you had been incredibly easy and the afternoon was spent in laughs and healthy competition, no matter what games you played. The whole afternoon had almost made you forget about the power outage but as the sun started setting down, reality caught up to you and just like the temperature outside was dropping, you could feel yourself getting colder.

Not wanting to ruin the moment, you didn’t say anything. You’d soon be in complete darkness so you would have rather played games while being a little cold than having to move and waste some time when you could have been having fun.

Despite your attempt at hiding it, Esteban saw you shivering and grabbed a blanket behind him on the couch before wrapping it around your shoulders. The gesture was so sweet and delicate, you couldn’t help but blush and look away from his face quickly which only made him smile warmly. Noticing him shivering too, you snuggled closer to him and wrapped the blanket over the two of you.

The blanket wasn’t that big so you had to shuffle around a bit before finding a comfortable position where the both of you were covered by it. Esteban’s arm was around your shoulders, bringing you closer to him as your head rested comfortably on his shoulder.

The game was long forgotten as you cuddled against each other, watching the sun disappear behind the snowy peaks in the orange sky. No one spoke before it finally turned dark until Esteban suddenly stood up and offered you his hand. Once you grabbed it, he guided you to your bedroom, telling you to grab some warm clothes and your phone charger before meeting him downstairs.

When you met him in front of the door, Esteban had just came back inside and without another explanation, he asked you to put on your coat and your snow boots, waiting with a giddy smile. His enthusiasm was contagious and you couldn’t help but smile as you followed him outside to his car. He opened up the passenger door for you before running towards his side, almost slipping in the snow in the process.

-“ Surprise !” he smiled, opening his arms towards the backseat where sat a blanket, some pillows, a bag full of snacks and what looked like Esteban’s laptop

-“ What’s all this ?”

-“ Well I thought that instead of just waiting to get tired in this cold house we could have a little movie night and just head back in when we’re tired. You can totally go back inside and do your thing if you want to, I just thought this could be a nice way to make time pass.” Esteban admitted the last part with a shy smile

-“ It’s lovely Esteban, thank you.”

-“ Really ? You like it ?”

-“ Yeah of course, it’s really thoughtful. It almost makes me feel bad for not doing anything, you’ve cooked for me twice and planned this, I feel like I have to repay you somehow.”

-“ Don’t worry about it, I like doing this for you. Plus it gives me an excuse to spend time with you.”

-“ Since when do you need an excuse to do that ? No matter how much I pushed you away, you were always there.”

-“ Yeah but it’s different now.” Esteban almost whispered, looking at his hands

-“ How ?”

-“ Well, you know I like you now…”

-“ Oh, do I ?” you teased him with a grin, making him raise his head again to look at you with a knowing grin

-“ That’s what I was implying yesterday but I guess I can say it again now. I like you, y/n. Happy ?”

-“ Yes, very actually. Can we start the movie now ? I’m kinda hungry and I want to eat in front of it.” you smiled, nudging his shoulder with yours before climbing to the back seat, quickly followed by Esteban.

As sweet as Esteban’s idea had been, the logistics of it hadn’t really been taken into account and settling comfortably on the backseat with a 6 foot 2 quite broad human wasn’t the easiest of tasks. Especially when you added a bag full of snacks and a laptop that had to be seen by the both of you.

You had proposed to sit on the floor between the seats but Esteban had immediately refused, proposing to do it himself. Seeing him try to wrestle in the tight space had made the both of you laugh but you realised it was impossible for him to fit in such a confined space.

In the end, the only way you managed to settle comfortably was by sitting on Esteban’s lap with your back to his chest as you two stretched your legs on the backseat. Esteban’s head was resting on a pillow propped on the window and your head was on his chest, feeling his breath slightly tickling the back of your head.

Despite being sat in a car in the middle of nowhere in December, you felt quite warm tightly snuggled between the blanket and Esteban’s warm body. Soon enough, the movie you had put on and Esteban’s steady breathing became background noise and your eyes became more heavy as you drifted to sleep.

Esteban realised it quickly when you didn’t laugh at one of the jokes and he tried his best to stay still and not make too much noise not to wake you. It seemed like the strange setting didn’t bother you at all as you turned around slightly and wrapped your arms around his waist and buried your head against his chest in your sleep. Esteban stayed completely still for a few seconds before warming up to the contact and wrapping his arm around you in a hug.

Once the movie was over, Esteban debated if he should wake you immediately or wait for you to wake up naturally. Deciding that as comfortable as it felt right now, sleeping in this position would probably hurt your back or your neck, Esteban slowly dragged his hand up and down your arm, trying to wake you up. The only answer he got was a groan as you tried to hide your face in his chest.

-“ I know you’re comfy here but I promise you the bed is better chérie.” Esteban chuckled at your behaviour

-“ Don’t care. I don’t want to move, you’re very comfortable. And very warm.” you mumbled against him

-“ I promise you we can do that in bed too. It’ll be even more comfortable and you’ll be able to wrap yourself around me even more.”

-“ Promise ?”

-“ I promise you. But I can’t help you get ready to go out if you don’t move, I’m sorry sweetheart.”

-“ Okay then, let’s go to bed, cheese man.” you declared before pushing yourself off his chest and staring at him for a second “Your face is really pretty. Has anyone ever told you that ?”

-“ Not really, thank you though. Now come on you little koala, let’s get inside.”

Groaning one last time for principle only, you finally detached yourself from him and put your shoes and coat on, grabbing your phone who had been charging as Esteban gathered the rest of his stuff too. Since you still seemed a little asleep, he decided that leaving everything he had brought in the car would be safer if you needed to hold onto him while walking in the snow.

Esteban’s decision proved to be the right one as only a few steps out of the car, you slipped and almost fell, being caught by Esteban at the last second. The hand that had stopped you from falling a few seconds ago found yours and you slowly intertwined your fingers together, looking at Esteban intently. Your faces were close and the little clouds of smoke escaping your mouths were almost one. Looking through your lashes, you finally cut the silence.

-“ I really want to kiss you right now.”

-“ I’m so glad you just said that.” Esteban smiled before smashing his lips onto yours

Your hands came to cup his cheeks as the kiss intensified and his settled on your hips, bringing you closer to him in the process. The kiss was strong and despite how fiercely you were kissing him back, you still found yourself slowly taking a few steps back until you hit the car, making you jump slightly.

That seemed to put an end to the moment and as you separated from each other and realised what had happened, you couldn’t help but laugh, Esteban quickly joining you. The two of you stood in the cold, laughing until your cheeks were slightly stinging because of the cold and Esteban finally dragged you back inside.

Lying into bed together felt different after the kiss and Esteban sat awkwardly on the bed for a second before you patted the spot next to you with a smile and he settled down next to you. As soon as Esteban stopped moving around, you got closer to him and wrapped yourself around him like you had done in the car, making sure he honoured his promise.

This time, Esteban didn’t hesitate and his hands naturally went back around you, one arm around your waist and the other hand tracing patterns on your thighs, soothing you to sleep. Any other thoughts left your head and all you could think about was how good and warm sleeping like this felt. It seemed like Esteban felt the same as he fell asleep first, you joined him quickly after placing a soft kiss on his cheek.

The next morning when you woke up, Esteban was still there, his arms wrapped around you like they were when you had fallen asleep a few hours ago. The sun was shining outside, softly illuminating the room and casting a yellow glow all over it. Enjoying the warmth of the moment, you closed your eyes for a second, stretching your limbs before raising your head to look at the boy beneath you, finding him already staring at you.

-“ Why are you staring at me like that ?” you laughed, softly brushing a strand of hair away from his forehead

-“ It’s not everyday I have a pretty girl all curled up against me, so I’m enjoying the view.”

-“ Was that an attempt at flirting, Esteban ?”

-“ I was just telling the truth, so take it like you want.”

-“ I still can’t believe you like me.” you scoffed, hiding your face against his chest

-“ I thought I made it pretty obvious. At least obvious enough for Lance and Mick to realise it.”

-“ Do you remember the first time we met ?” you asked, resting your head on the back of your hands

-“ Of course, I do. I made a terrible first impression.”

-“ Wasn’t your best moment, that’s for sure.”

-“ I’m so sorry again. I know it was years ago but I don’t think I ever had the chance to apologise properly. I never meant to come off as mean and if I did, you didn’t deserve any of it.”

-“ I can’t be mad at you forever, can I ? Plus, how can I say no to such a pretty face.” you smiled, pinching his cheek

-“ You did not just pinch my cheek.”

-“ I did, actually. What are you going to do about it ?”

-“ You’re going to regret that.” Esteban laughed before his fingers went straight for your ribs, tickling you

You couldn’t help but screech and wiggle, quickly finding yourself sliding off Esteban to rest on the other side of the bed with the Frenchman hovering over your body, caging you between his elbows. Before he could resume his attack, you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him down for a kiss, catching him by surprise.

-“ That’s so not fair.” Esteban grumbled, slightly pulling away from the kiss, his face only a few inches above yours

-“ What ?”

-“ You can’t just kiss me whenever you want just to distract me and get what you want.”

-“ Why ? It’s my favourite way to shut you up. Plus, it’s so fun to see you all flustered afterwards.”

-“ I’m not flustered.” he denied, trying to sound convincing

-“ Your heart is beating really fast and your face is quite red, I wonder why that is…”

-“ It’s just hot in here, that’s all.”

-“ Oh well, if it’s hot I should probably get away from you a little so you can get some air.” you winked before trying to sneak away from under him

-“ No no, I didn’t say that. Stay here please” Esteban quickly said, wrapping his arms around your waist and shifting around so he was now laying on top of you

-“ It’s not like I have a choice now anyway.” you laughed before settling your hands in his hair, playing with a few strands

-“ Oh God. Don’t do that.” Esteban almost moaned at the feeling of your nails itching his scalp

-“ I’m sorry. Did I do something wrong ?” you quickly asked, removing your hands from his hair

-“ No, I’m sorry. That’s not what I meant, please keep going. I just meant that if you do that I’m most definitely not moving for a long time.”

-“ That’s fine with me. I have one condition though.” you said, making his raise his head to look at you properly

-“ Sure, what is it ?”

-“ Kiss me.”

-“ I definitely won’t say no to that.” Esteban laughed before complying and pressing his lips against you in an affectionate kiss

You spent a few minutes just kissing each other without a care in the world, too wrapped up in each other to notice anything around you. Like the power coming back or the distinct sound of two cars pulling up the road. So when the door to Esteban’s bedroom burst open and Julia literally screamed, the two of you separated from each other like teenagers who had just been caught making out by their parents.

-“ There’s no way.” Julia said before sticking her head out in the hallway and yelling “Lance I owe you twenty dollars.”

Before you could react to what she had just said, Lance arrived right behind your best friend, a bit confused.

-“ Why would you owe me– Oh. Hello to you two lovebirds.” Lance cheekily smiled, winking at Esteban who just hid his face against your chest as you felt his face grow hot

-“ Hello Lancelot.” you sarcastically smiled, knowing he hated the nickname “Could the two of you get out and close the door on your way out, please ? We were kinda having a moment before you came in and ruined it.”

-“ Damn, happy to see you too girl.” Julia laughed before grabbing Lance’s hand and dragging away, adding something on her way out “I want all the details when you’re done kissing him, okay ?”

-“ Sure, now go please. I’d like to get back to what we were doing, thank you.”

Once the door finally closed and you could hear Lance’s laugh getting further away, Esteban propped himself up on his elbows to look at you with a ginormous smile on his face.

-“ What ? I’m not sorry I kicked them out, I wasn’t done kissing you.” you replied seriously

-“ You’re awesome.” Esteban just said before going back to kissing you, feeling you smile against his lips

Once you were finally ready to face the rest of the group, the two of you went downstairs. Before Esteban could shy away, you wrapped your hand in his and smiled sincerely as you entered the kitchen where everyone was standing, throwing out the food that had gone bad and refilling the fridge with fresh stuff.

-“ Hey you two.” Mick smiled, tearing himself off Laila to plant a kiss on your cheek and give a hug to Esteban before going back to his spot as Laila did the same

-“ Are we going to mention the elephant in the room or…” Julia asked, making everyone laughed

-“ Esteban and I kiss now, what more is there to say ? If it bothers anyone, just deal with it because unless he doesn’t want to anymore, I’m not planning on stopping myself from kissing him.”

-“ No one has a problem with it, we’re happy for you.” Mick smiled as Laila nodded

-“ It was about time anyway.” Lance snorted, earning an elbow in the ribs from Esteban

-“ Can we stop talking about us, now ? I would like to have breakfast actually.” Esteban grumbled as his stomach made a loud noise

-“ I’m not done talking about it but go on, help yourself we brought doughnuts.” Julia motionned to the red Tim Hortons box on the kitchen counter “So are you guys dating now or what ?”

-“ We haven’t really talked about it.” Esteban admitted between bites of his doughnut

-“ What are you waiting for mate ?” Lance said with a smile

-“ Esteban ?” you cut the conversation short and brought the attention back on you

-“ Yes ?”

-“ Do you want to be my boyfriend ?” you asked seriously, making Mick snort at your bluntness

-“ I– Uhm… Yeah of course.” Esteban stuttered as his face flushed

-“ Great, thank you baby.” you smiled brightly, getting on your tippy-toes to plant a kiss on his cheek “Now we can move on to other subjects and enjoy this holiday normally.”

-“ Sure but I think you broke him.” Mick laughed, pointing at Esteban who was staring at you with his eyes wide opened, his hand touching the cheek you had just kissed

-“ He’ll get over it. Now come on, you said you’d show me the video of Gina’s new horse.” you motioned for Mick to follow you into the living room, leaving Julia, Lance and Esteban alone in the kitchen

Esteban stared into the void for a few more seconds before snapping back to reality and taking another back of his doughnut, ignoring the couple laughing at him as he made a cup of coffee for you and one for him. If you kept surprising him like that, he wasn’t sure he’d last the whole trip but at least he’d die a happy man with the girl he had pinned over for years finally in his arms.

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lxndonorris · 3 months

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seat-fitting - Esteban Ocon (SFS24)

Y/N x Esteban Ocon Theme: Smutish, Teasing, Touching you're joining Esteban after the first training session of the new season x word count: 1470+ taglist: @game-set-canet any request? let me now!

The roar of engines reverberates through the crisp air as the first race weekend of the season kicks off. In the heart of the racing circuit is the Alpine Garage, a hive of activity and anticipation.

Esteban, a seasoned professional racing driver with a passion for speed coursing through his veins, just finished his first training session of the weekend. As Esteban's girlfriend, you have a front-row seat to the exhilarating world of Formula 1. He glides his sleek racing car back into the garage, causing your heart to pound in excitement.

Esteban emerges from the car, his every movement exuding an aura of confidence and determination. His team surrounds him, offering congratulations for a successful training session, and you watch with admiration as he strolls through the garage, commanding attention with his presence alone.

His racing suit hugs his form perfectly, accentuating his athletic physique, and even beneath the helmet, you sense the grin you know is plastered across his face.

As he finally removes the helmet, revealing a red, sweaty face adorned with a smile, your heart swells with pride and affection.

Your eyes lock, and his warm smile washes over me like a wave, melting away any lingering tension. With a sense of longing, he closes the distance between you, his hands finding their place on my waist as he draws you into his embrace.

"How was it out there?" You ask, unable to tear your gaze away from his beautiful eyes.

Esteban's eyes light up with enthusiasm. "It was incredible!" he exclaims, a wide, boyish grin spreading across his face. "The car felt good, like it was gliding on rails. The speed, the control—it's like nothing else."

You can feel his heart still pounding beneath your hand as it rests on his chest. "You were really flying out there." You remark, a proud smile tugging at your lips.

"It's a rush like no other," he admits, his gaze never leaving yours. "I can't wait for Sunday."

As he leans in for a kiss, you can't help but admire the rugged charm of his beard. It tickles when your soft lips meet, and you melt into a gentle kiss.

Together, you walk hand in hand toward his motorhome, a sanctuary amid the chaos of the racing circuit.

As the two of you walk through the bustling paddock, you can't help but take in the electrifying atmosphere that surrounds you. The smell of rubber is heavy in the air, mingling with the sound of engines roaring in the distance.

People hurry about, their faces alight with excitement, while a few other drivers make their way back to their quarters as well for a well-deserved break.

You pause for a moment to soak it all in, feeling a rush of nostalgia wash over you. You missed the adrenaline-fueled energy of the racing world.

"Sensational. Isn't it." Esteban whispers in your ear.

"Yeah." You breathe barely hearable before you keep going until you arrive at his motorhome.

Inside, Esteban indulges in a moment of intimacy, inviting you closer and allowing you to feel the fabric of his racing suit. His scent is hovering in the air all around you, engulfing the two of you fully as you place a hand on his chest.

Your fingers gilde along the smooth material, tracing the contours of his body before lingering on the zipper. With a gentle touch, you begin to unzip his suit.

As Esteban shrugs off the upper half of his racing attire, you're greeted by the sight of his chest encased in tight fireproofs. His muscles ripple beneath the fabric, slinging around his form like a second skin.

With a sense of reverence, you reach out and stroke his chest, feeling the warmth of his body beneath your fingertips.

He watches you closely, his gaze intense and filled with a mixture of desire and affection. You can sense the pleasure he takes in your touch—the way his breathing quickens ever so slightly as your hand moves across his chest.

Sensing your admiration, he grins and flexes his arms, another invitation to feel the power of his muscles. With a delighted smile, you oblige, running your hands over the defined outlines of his arms, marveling at their strength and resilience.

He savors the sensation of your hands exploring his muscles; a content smile graces his lips as he licks them. The warmth of your touch sends waves of pleasure through him, and he can't help but revel in every move of your fingers.

With each caress, he feels a deep sense of connection with you, and his body craves more.

As Esteban leans in for a kiss, you can't help but admire the rugged charm of his beard. "You look so good," you tell him, running your fingers through the stubble. "I'm glad you kept it for this weekend."

Esteban growls and chuckles softly. "Yeah, I thought I'd switch things up a bit," he replies, his voice filled with warmth. "But it's nothing compared to how good you look in that team gear."

You blush at the compliment, feeling a surge of affection for the man who never fails to make you feel special.

Unable to resist teasing Esteban a little, you stroke his chest through his firerpoof undergarments, eliciting a guttural chuckle from him. With a playful glint in his eyes, he undulges your antics, amused by your affectionate gesture.

"Come on." He nods toward the sofa, inviting you to sit down with him. As you settle on it, you can't help but admire the sight of him in his racing gear again. It had been too long since you last saw him like this, and you missed it more than you realized. He looks every bit like the professional athlete you fell in love with.

Easily, you begin to climb on top of him, sitting down on his lap., facing him, and he chuckles, his hands finding their place on my waist.

"What are you doing?" Esteban asks, a smile playing on his lips.

"It's my seat fitting," you reply with a grin, leaning in to kiss him.

As your lips meet, you run a hand across his firm chest, reveling in the warmth and intimacy of the moment.

He moves a little, trying his best for the two of you to be the most comfortable. At the same time, you steady yourself, feeling all of his chest tensing more and more.

"Mhmm." He purrs happily right into your mouth, sending shivers down your spine.

Your body presses against his strong frame, and he makes sure to hold you close, kissing you with his tongue and spreading his familiar taste all over your mouth. His hands are stroking the small of your back, giving you goosebumps.

"This feels... so good." A guttural, quiet moan escapes his lips. "I'm so hard." Esteban chuckles, moving his crotch slightly.

As you feel his desire bulging underneath, you lick your lips, separating yourself from his just enough to meet his gaze.

"All the same, Estie." You shake your head, eliciting another chuckle from him.

"It's not my fault you're so gorgeous." He replies, placing a hand on your cheek and stroking you with his thumb, causing your face to flush with color again.

"You're the one to talk." You smirk, running a hand through his messy hair and his tickling stubble.

Leaning in close, you whisper in his ear, encouraging him to push even harder on the next session.

"You're doing amazing out there," you murmur, brushing a stray lock of hair away from his forehead. "But I know you've got even more in you."

Esteban's eyes meet yours, filled with a playful spark.

"And when you do," you reply, a mischievous grin spreading across your lips, "there is a special reward for you."

Running both of your hands down his firm chest, acorss his nipples piercing through his shirt and his muscles rippling through the fabric of his undergarments.

He draws a deep breath when your hand reaches his crotch, tracing the outlines of his member bulging inside his suit.

Esteban's eyebrows shoot up in surprise, and a teasing glint dances in his eyes. "Oh, really?" he teases, his hands tightening around your waist.

You nod, leaning in to whisper your promise in his ear, the words sending a shiver down his spine. With a grin, Esteban pulls you close, pressing a tender kiss to your lips.

In response, you grab him tightly, causing him to growl deeply, his voice carrying a longing desire.

He grinds his hips against your hand, enjoying the feeling of your hand on his length.

"I can't wait." Esteban breathes into you before letting out a low groan, leaning his head back against the sofa cushions.

Pressing a finger on his lips, you smile.

"It will be worth it."

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bestedoesmeow · 1 year

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m. verstappen x y/n ocon

instagram au

in which Y/n Ocon, Esteban Ocon's sister and Red Bull driver Verstappen accidentally reveals their relationship

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Can't hear you, vibin' to Garrix at the moment.

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user67 : SO AESTHETIC Y/N 😭 wish I could be there

user45 : VERSTAPPEN IS THERE TOO, ANY CHANCE THEY -?

user99 : Is he the only driver there?

user66 : Yes, it's Martin's party, close friends only probably.

user22 : Did Max take Y/N as his DAtE, OCON IS SETTING HIMSELF ON FIRE PROBABLY LMAO

landonorris : You never post photos while vibing to me, I am heartbroken

y/nocon02 : It's because I enjoy it too much that I forgot to ask someone to take photos Lando...

user55 : MAX LIKED THE POST, OH I AM SO READY FOR THE DRAMAAAAA

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Had a nice night, thanks for everything buddy! @martingarrix

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martingarrix : Thanks for coming bro!

user56 : OH, MAX LITERALLY CONFIRMED THEY WERE THERE TOGETHER

user67 : I hope Ocon doesn't see this LOL.

user78 : He is the definition of ''hot''🔥

user09 : KING OF THE TRACK 👑

user22 : Y/N vibin to Garrix, you share a photo with Garrix, people sayin' you were holding HANDS, WHAT THE ACTUAL IS HAPPENINF AND WHEN DID ALL THIS HAPPEN?

user45 : Life is not fair bro, I was getting married to you last night in my dream and now what's all these...UGH

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LOVE CONFIRMED!! THE COUPLE SEEN INTIMATE IN CLOSE FRIENDS'S STORY!! I think they make a great couple, they look good together... What do you think Esteban's thoughts are gonna be?

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user21 : They look so good together, I didn't know this is what I wanted until I saw the last slide...

user66 : MAX WHY DID YOU DO THIS TO ME WHYYYYY?

user56 : I always thought she was the cutest whenever I saw her on paddock, Max is a nice person too, I hope they are having a great time together🫶

user11 : I LOVED THEM!!!

user77 :Really, couldn't find anyone other than a f1 driver?... lol must be nice.

user22 : ESTEBAN IS PROBABLY PUNCHING THE WALLS AT HOME RN

user99 : Cool couple!! wishing them the best.

user36 : WHEN DID ALL THIS HAPPEN WHAT DID I MISS?

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the-offside-rule · 4 months

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Esteban Ocon (Alpine) - Jumper

Requested: yes

Prompt: 21) "I can't believe you're wearing my jumper."

Warnings: none

Esteban couldn't help but smile as he watched Y/n emerge from the bedroom, wearing his oversized jumper. "Morning." He smiled, watching her wall gracefully across the floor. "You seem in a good mood." She remarked, reaching for a mug from the cupboard. "I just can't believe you're actually wearing my jumper." He chuckled, his chin resting on his hand. Y/n grinned, adjusting the sleeves that were way too long for her. "Well, it's cozy, and it smells like you. You should probably wash it." She joked. "You wash, I'll cook the breakfast. How about that?" He suggested, standing up to head over towards the cooker. "Can I think about it?" She asked. "If I cook a nice breakfast, you can do the clean-up. Deal?" Y/n put her hand out and grinned. "Deal." She sat on the sofa eith her mug of coffee whilst Esteban got to work on their breakfast. "I think I might keep this jumper. It looks better on me anyway." She called called him. He playfully rolled his eyes. "Only because you make everything look better." She looked back. "Guilty as charged!"

She stood up and walked towards the table as Esteban stirred whatever it was in the pan. "I can't believe I'm letting you near the stove." She teased. He looked at her offended. "I'll have you know I'm an excellent chef. Just watch and learn, mon amour." She said, placing a gentle kiss onto her cheek. The kitchen filled with the delicious aroma of eggs and bacon and Y/n was already regretting making that deal.

"Let me just-" She paused, scooping up a fork full of her food before placing it into her mouth. She smiled as she looked over at Esteban before faking a distasteful look. "It's disgusting. I don't think I can do clean-up now. I just-" Esteban attacked her neck with kisses and her sides with tickles, making her erupt into laughter. "Stop! You're gonna make me spill it on your wonderful spiderman jumper!" She shrieked but he didn't stop. "I can wash the jumper!" Esteban had lifted her to the sofa, where he mercilessly tickled her nearly to death.

"Esteban! Stop!" She laughed, swatting playfully at his hands, but Esteban persisted, enjoying the adorable sound of her laughter. Finally, he relented, pulling her into a warm embrace. "You're too irresistible when you laugh." He said, a softness in his eyes. Y/n looked up at him, still catching her breath. "What was that for?" Esteban smiled, cupping her face in his hands. "I just wanted to hear you laugh. It just made me realize." Curiosity sparkled in Y/n's eyes as her head tilted to the side. "I love you." He whispered, his gaze unwavering. Y/n's heart skipped a beat, and a radiant smile spread across her face. "I love you too, babe." She replied, closing the gap between them both and sealing their moment with a sweet kiss. "You still look incredible in that jumper." He grinned. "Well, it may look better on the floor."

"I don't know what to say about that." Esteban replied. "I don't know. Maybe say that you love me again? I like you saying that." Esteban leaned down slowly before chucking a cushion right at her face. "Come on, get up. We have stuff to do." Y/n laughed. "Boring!",

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c0eu4 · 6 months

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✰ | INTRODUCTION

About you:

Affinity:

Angel's vibes:

Teams:

-RedBull-

Max Verstappen

Daniel Ricciardo aka Danny, 'Dan

-Mercedes-

Lewis Hamilton

George Russell

-McLaren-

Lando Norris aka Lancey

Oscar Piastri aka Ozzy

-Alpine-

Esteban Ocon aka Esti Besti

Pierre Gasly

-Aston Martin-

Fernando Alonso

Lance Stroll

-Ferrari-

Carlos Sainz aka Carlito, chili

Charles Leclerc aka French man

-Alpha Romeo-

Valtteri Bottas

Guanyu Zhou

-AlphaTauri-

Yuki Tsunoda

Sergio Perez aka Checo

-Williams-

Alex Albon aka Albono

Logan Sargent

-Haas F1 team-

Nico Hülkenberg

Kevin Magnussen

-Lamborghini-

Angelina Jolie aka Angel, Angie

Sebastian Vettel aka Seb

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ladymarvel27 · 10 months

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YELLOW TULIPS | Esteban Ocon | (III)

Esteban Ocon x gasly!fem!reader

(pictures are from pinterest)

Summary: You are Pierre’s twin and Esteban and Pierre don’t get along, which is a deadly combo for when you and Esteban like each other.

Word count: 1891.

Warnings: Google translated French. English is not my first language either, so apologies for errors if any.

You sat in the car, trying not to burst into tears. Pierre joined you along with his girlfriend, which angered you more. He travels worldwide with his girlfriend always by his side and you can’t even talk to a boy you like.

You buried your face in your hands, trying to cover it. You hoped his girlfriend didn’t notice your tears.

You reached your hotel room and slammed the door shut. You throw all your clothes off your body and hopped into the shower. You burst into tears thinking about how Esteban might be feeling right now. Not everyone had the love they wanted. You were so happy about Esteban liking you back. He even remembered your favourite flowers. But it was all ruined because of your brother’s overprotectiveness. He not only snatched those flowers from you but also threw and kicked them.

After sitting there for what felt like an hour- you even want to sit there more- you came out of the shower.

You took out some comfortable clothes to wear and decided to pack things for your return back to work.

A knock came on your door. “Y/N, it’s me, Pierre!” A loud voice came from the other side of the door. But you didn’t want to open it. You didn’t want to talk to him and ruin your already ruined morning. You just want to pack and leave at the earliest.

“Y/N!” He shouted furiously. You had no choice but to open the door. You exhaustively opened the door.

“What happened?” You asked.

“Why were you kissing him?!” He shouted at you. “I just asked you to stay away from him!”

“You can’t decide with whom I should talk and I shouldn’t. I am an adult!”

“And I see what kind of people you are talking to, Y/N. I wish I was born alone!” As soon as the words left his mouth, he regrets them. But there was no returning back. He covered his mouth with his palm as regret covers his face.

“Thanks, Pierre, thank you for giving me more reasons to leave.” You collected all your bags and walked towards the door.

“Y/N-” Before he could even complete the last syllable of your name, you slammed the door behind you and left.

You stopped near the elevator. You wanted him to come and stop you. After five minutes, you gave up hope and gathering your pride, you left. There was no point staying there at all.

You lived by yourself in your apartment. The same life as a typical French girl. You had to. A few months had passed since you talked to Pierre. Esteban was trying to contact you but you ignored him. Why would he even try to contact you or want to stay with you after such an explosion with his teammate, your brother? No one wants unwanted tension in the garage. But there will be and you clearly know it. You wanted to move on from him and wanted him to move on also. He would have found himself a gorgeous model and would’ve been travelling around the world with her.

And you will have to be happy for him. Pretending would be enough. Remembering him and whatever happened feels like a short sweet dream that ended like a nightmare. On the other hand, it feels bad to ruin your relationship with your loving brother.

You spend your weekends watching the races on the television, cheering for your brother. And his teammate too. It wasn’t your fault you fell for him. And it wasn’t like love at first sight drama. You had known him. Missed him. Maybe it was just the thrill of forbidden romance that made you like him. You were getting lost in your thoughts as the credits of the movie you were watching were rolling on the television screen. You turned it off and fell asleep on the couch.

The sun's rays hit your face. Having your breakfast, you went to take a heavy shower. It was a hectic week at work. You sat down with your lunch. The water from your hair was dripping. You couldn’t even bring yourself to blow dry your hair. The afternoon’s sun rays were coming from the window, hitting your body.

The day was setting when the doorbell rang. You went ahead to open the door. “Y/N!” Pierre shouted. “Bonjour!” “What happened?” “I wanted to talk to you.” You looked around him. “Please Y/N.” He requested.

He sighed heavily. “First of all, I want to say sorry for blasting out on you that day.” His eyes were moistened with guilt. “I regret that I talked to you like that. I shouldn’t have said those vile things to you. I am sorry.”

He held your hands. You looked down. “I love you the most. I was being protective of you.” He said, “I know you have grown up but to me you will always be my little sister.”

You gave a thought to what happened. You went behind his back and met Esteban. “I forgive you.” He wanted you to stay away from him. “And I am sorry too.”

“Why?”

“You wanted me to stay away from him. But I didn’t. I am sorry.” After all, you didn’t want to ruin your relationship with your brother for some childish tiff and agreement. “I forgive you,” he smiled, “I shouldn’t have restricted you like that.” He pulled you into a warm embrace. “So now everything’s fixed?” You asked. “Between us? Yes. With Esteban, you want to.” “What do you mean?” “Esteban is a really good guy, especially for you.” He cupped your cheeks. “Even if we had fought, he participated to pay tribute in spa,” he smiled, “and he ran to congratulate me when I finished 3rd in the sprint.” You smiled. “I just want to see my sister happy.” “So can I love Esteban now?” You asked. Pierre nodded. “You can love whomever you want.” The doorbell rang. Pierre smiled to himself. “Now get ready, you have a date.” He spoke. You knitted your eyebrows together in confusion.

Pierre kept nodding to the questions from the journalist. He wants it to end as soon as possible. His eyes were darting around and on the other hand, he had to focus on the interview too. “P3 in the sprint. I still got positives from Saturday.” He spoke. “Thanks, Pierre, enjoy your summer break.” As soon as the journalist left, he quickly collected his things and rushed to the paddock. Esteban was descending the stairs. Pierre gave a thought to it. He had to do it. For you. “Hey, Pierre.” “Hey, Este,” Pierre replied, running out of his breath, “I need to talk to you.”

You dressed yourself in a pink dress. You descended the stairs. Esteban was standing at the end, dressed in a blue suit with a pink shirt, holding a bouquet of flowers. That’s why Pierre was insisting on wearing the pink dress he bought for you from Paris. You were left in utter confusion when Pierre told you that you have a date. You needed an explanation. He had done so hard work in convincing Esteban to come with him so that you would be happy. And now you’re seeing him, waiting for you, at the end of the stairs. He stretched his hand out and you take it.

“Good evening, Mademoiselle.” He took your hand and pressed a kiss on the back of your palm. (Madam.) “Good evening, Monsieur.” You smiled as you greeted him. (Sir.) “These flowers are for you, my lady,” He handed you the bouquet of pink tulips. You gracefully accepted them and put them in a vase near you. “Will you make me the happiest man by accepting me as your boyfriend?” He asked. Biting his lower lip, he was waiting for your answer. “Yes,” he smiled, “but only-” you paused, making his lips drop. “What?” “Only if my boyfriend will give me a sweet kiss, just like-” You were interrupted when he crashed his lips on yours, his hand grabbing you by your waist, balancing you as you were caught off guard by his actions. You grabbed him by his neck and deepened the kiss. “Yes!!!!” Pierre shouted as you two broke the kiss. “My hard work paid off!”

You both turned to look at him, holding a plate with a cloche. “Now come quickly. The food with getting cold.”

Esteban blinked rapidly in confusion. “What hard work?” “You just screamed at me about the plan because you were nervous and I agreed,” Esteban said to Pierre. “Yeah! Because I thought you wouldn’t listen.” Pierre retorted. You stood there, your hands folded on your chest, listening to their bickering. You cleared your throat. Both of them turned to you. “Sorry Y/N!” Both apologised in unison. “We are doing this for you only.” “Why don’t you two hug each other and call a truce?” You suggested.

They looked at each other and embraced.

“Y/N,” Pierre came forward and took your hand in his, “he really agreed on the first time. And you know why?” You blinked.

“He cares for you.” You see Esteban behind, smiling. You went forward near Esteban and looking into his eyes, you cupped his cheeks. He wrapped his arms around your waist and without breaking eye contact, he pulled you closer.

“Now enough chitchat and time for dinner!” Pierre shouted.

You went to the table and Esteban pulled out a chair for you as you sit on it. “Merci.” “Pleasure, my lady.” “Dish reveal!” Pierre pulled up the cloche, revealing your favourite dish. “Pierre! Thank you for making this!” “I had to make up for my little sister.” “I your twin Pierre!” Esteban giggled at you two siblings bickering as the dinner went.

You slowly opened your eyes. A suit jacket was on your body and an arm holding your body. You found your head resting on Esteban’s chest. His breath felt warm against your face, and you felt secure in his arms.

His eyes opened and met yours. “Bon matin, Esteban.” You spoke. (Good morning.)

“Bon matin, mon amour.” (Good morning, my love)

He leaned closer and removed the gap as you both kissed.

“Ew! At least you should have brushed your teeth.” Pierre scolded you two as he entered the room. You looked around yourself. Remembering last night made you feel butterflies in your stomach.

“What is the time?” Esteban asked, yawning as he stretches.

Both of you fell asleep without changing.

“Seven thirty,” Pierre replied looking at his phone, “by the way, I have to leave. I have to meet my girlfriend.”

The doorbell rang. “Wait, it’s probably for me,” Esteban said. You frowned in suspicion.

Esteban returned holding a huge size of a bouquet of yellow tulips. “This is for you, Madame Y/N.” He gave them to you.

“Thank you,” you smiled as you accepted them, your eyes watered, “I love you.”

“What’s the deal with you two and these yellow tulips!” Pierre exclaimed.

“Nothing,” you both said in unison. You raised yourself as Esteban wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you closer. You placed a kiss on the cheek, just like how you did it the first time when he gave you tulips.

“Uh!” Pierre groaned as he threw his hands in frustration. You two laughed at him.

Part I Part II

A/N: Final part of the yellow tulips is here. Hope everyone enjoys it. Also, don't be a ghost reader. Comments and rbs are important.

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