F1 & F2 Imagines & Prompts [BOOK 1] • COMPLETED

"I'm Not Wearing Any Panties." - Pierre Gasly

Requested by; Anon.

Request; B35 B38 with Pierre pls. Thank u 💫

Prompts; B35*- "Get Over Here." + B38*- "I'm Not Wearing Any Panties."

Warnings: Is spreading your legs a warning? Semi-teasing, semi-roughness

(Y/n) searches her drawers for her underwear before remembering she had forgotten to bring the laundry to the bedroom when she had ironed them, she picked up one of Pierre's t-shirts and pulls it on before leaving the bedroom and going to the kitchen where she had left it on the table, Pierre filled his bottle with water when he heard (y/n) walking into the kitchen, he closes the tap and turns around to face her.

"Hey there, finished your shower already?" Pierre asks, (Y/n) looks at him giving him a soft smile.

"Mhm." (Y/n) hums in response. "I uh forgot the laundry here, can you believe it?" (Y/n) jokingly says.

"Oh? You know, you could have texted me to bring it." Pierre says placing his water bottle on the counter.

"Nah, it's okay." (Y/n) says. "Besides, I kinda need them now." (y/n) states, she knew she would have waited if she had asked Pierre to bring them.

"You could have added asap to the text." Pierre states, (Y/n) playfully rolls her eyes.

"Yeah, and would you have brought them asap?" (Y/n) asks as she searches through the pile of folded laundry.

"I uh— maybe?" Pierre says, he could see the shirt rising up and revealing the little secret she was hiding from him, she finds her underwear and picks one up. "Wait, wait, just wait a minute." (Y/n) looks at him. "Are you not wearing any—?" Pierre trails off, (Y/n) lets out a sight.

"Yup, I'm not wearing any panties." (Y/n) says, Pierre's eyes darken with lust.

"Wait!" Pierre quickly says, stopping (y/n) from pulling on her underwear. "Before you uh do that, why don't you come over here?"

"Right now?" (Y/n) asks, Pierre nods his head.

"Yes," Pierre says, (Y/n) could see it in his eyes.

"I just showered, you know that." (Y/n) says, she should have known she wouldn't win with her argument.

"Get over here," Pierre says, the authority in his voice sent a chill up her spine, she places her underwear back on the table before making her way towards him. "Good girl." (Y/n) bites her lip knowing where this was heading, his hand ghostly brushes over her thigh.

"I'm going to have to take another shower, right?" (Y/n) asks, Pierre leans in stopping inches from her lips.

"Mhm." Pierre hums in response. "I just want a little taste." He whispers, his hand sliding between her thighs and cups her pussy. "Hmm."

"Do you want me to go take a seat?" (Y/n) asks, her voice sounding so innocent but Pierre knew better.

"Yes," Pierre says, pulling his hand away from her pussy. "Right there." He points to the dining chair, (Y/n) makes her way towards the dining chair and pulls it away from the table, Pierre stood inches away from her as he waited for her to take a seat, (Y/n) slowly sits down on the chair keeping her legs closed. "Tsk, what do you think you're doing?"

"Sitting, as you told me to do." (Y/n) says, giving him an innocent smile.

"Spread your legs for me, darling," Pierre instructs, (Y/n) slowly spreads her legs but stop before Pierre could get a glimpse. "I see what you're doing."

"And what am I doing?" (Y/n) asks innocently, Pierre places his hands on her knees before spreading her legs open. "Oh, I like when you get like this."

"You're going to love me if you continue with your little game," Pierre says kneeling down in front of her. "Are you going to play along or are you going to make me work for it?"