F1 Reader Inserts

The Best Kept Secret on the Grid {2} || F1

MV, LN, OP x fem!reader 

Summary: Japan 2023 - the first time both McLarens were on the podium together- and winter break.

Warnings: 18+ only, nsfw, smut, mmf, voyeurism, anal, mxm, mctwinks.

Japan 2023

The setting was more reserved than usual for an after party. It appeared everyone was still recovering from the massive hangover from Singapore a week ago. Despite not being on the podium for the first time in forever, the biggest upset of the season, Max had still been more than happy to celebrate the race results with you.

This week there had been an upset of a whole different kind. Max had been back in his rightful place but it was two McLaren's that had stood alongside him to receive their trophies.

You licked your lips at the thought of sinking your teeth into the rookie again. Some people may have hated having the sprint races, but you had the pleasure of the added company on a Saturday night during those weeks.

"Do you think they fuck too?"

Max looked up from the ruby he was rolling around in his fingers and he dropped the large pendant back into your cleavage where he had hung it earlier. "Who?"

"The papaya boys." He followed your gaze to Lando and Oscar who were sitting close together. Lando's hand covered his lips as he spoke to the rookie and whatever he said brought a blush to the Aussie's cheeks and a nervous laugh.

Max chuckled and drew a hand up your thigh until it disappeared beneath the thin fabric you wore. "Guess we'll find out. Ready to go?" His fingers reached the juncture of your thighs as your legs parted for him and his smirk grew as he found nothing stopping him from touching your pussy.

"Stupid question, M. I'm always ready for you."

Max rose to his feet and the movement instantly caught the attention of the two others who shared the podium with him hours earlier. Lando eagerly jumped to his feet but Oscar was more relaxed as he finished his drink in one go before following. Oscar was always calm and collected, even after his first podium finish in the sprint race before summer break. He was the polar opposite of Lando's hyperactivity.

"These walls are a little thin," Max commented as he led the way to the penthouse suite in the hotel. He sent a smirk your way as he waved his key card in front of the door. "Aren't they, baby?"

"We may have received a noise complaint, or two," you admitted as you took Lando and Oscar's hand and pulled them inside with you. "But I'm sure between the three of you you can find some creative way to keep me quiet."

Max closed the door and leaned against it as his keen eyes surveyed the dynamics between the three of you. He made no move to start undressing, in fact he rolled the sleeves of his dress shirt up to his elbows before crossing his arms. "Hmm, someone's in the mood for watching us have fun," you said with a wink his way.

His lips tipped up into a smirk that left your knees weak. "Make it good for me, baby."

You moved first, grabbing Oscar's collar as you pressed yourself against him and crushed your lips to his. His hands immediately found your ass, pulling you tighter to him as his tongue slipped into your mouth.

Not one to forget you weren't alone, you hooked your finger into the necklace Lando wore and guided him closer so you could give him the same greeting. You felt the smile on his lips and when he squeezed your ass you heard his quiet moan against your lips, "Bunda."

You giggled as you stepped back and decided to see how well the teammates really got along. "Now I want to see you two kiss."

The way they moved together told you they were intimately familiar with each other and despite being the younger one, Oscar took control. You couldn't tear your eyes away from the pretty scene but you felt Max's fingers brush your spine as he dragged the zip of your dress down your back.