Formula 1 | One Shots

After Hours 🔥 | Toto Wolff

This story was requested by reader: andiloveyouforit 

⚠️ 18+ spicy!!! Little to no plot, skip if you don't wanna read ❤️ 
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The celebrations in the club were high as the Mercedes team partied for their victory. Despite Lewis coming in second for the Driver's Championship, the team had secured the Constructors' Championship and spirits were as high as the music was loud. Everyone was there, from engineers to mechanics, excited with drinks in hand. 

At the heart of it all was Toto, a smirk stretching across his face as he basked in the success of his team. Usually professional and business oriented, tonight he was dressed in a simple white t-shirt and jeans. Tonight, he was letting loose.

Laughter and clinking glasses filled the air as Toto made his way around the room, making sure every team member felt the weight of their accomplishments. He was paying for everyone's drinks, insisting on covering it all, his generosity just another way of how much he cared for the people who helped make Mercedes what it was.

"Come on, order another round!" he yelled, his accent only thickening as the night went on. He raised his glass high and a flurry of cheers followed. For once, the serious leader looked carefree, and a little tipsy too.

Halfway through a conversation with one of Valtteri's engineers, someone across the room caught his eye. Leaning by the bar, a woman watched him with an amused smile on her face. She was striking, dressed in a sleek black dress that hugged her figure perfectly. Her dark hair framed her face and she tilted her head ever so slightly, her smile widening as she noticed him looking.

Toto's lips curled into a smirk as he gave her a small nod, acknowledging her attention. He excused himself from the group he was bullshitting around with and with a drink in hand, walked confidently toward her. As he approached, her gaze didn't waver, she held his eye contact, the spark between them undeniable even before he spoke a word.

"Hi," he said, his voice smooth and low. "I'm Toto."

"Lina," she replied. "But, I think everyone here knows who you are, Toto. You guys are having quite the celebration."

His smirk grew as he took a sip from his drink. "Can't say I mind the recognition, especially from someone like you."

Lina raised an eyebrow. "Someone like me? And what exactly does that mean?"

"Someone who can hold my attention even in a room full of people," he replied, his tone dropping as he leaned in, standing close enough that their arms brushed.

She gave a soft laugh, her eyes flicking to his hand holding the glass, before looking back up at him, through her eyelashes. "That's quite the compliment."

They talked for a few minutes, light hearted flirtation filling the space between them. Toto was charming and magnetic and Lina found herself drawn to his confidence, the way he was fully present with her despite the chaos of the party surrounding them. He edged a little closer, closing the gap, his eyes never straying from her. The heat chemistry between them was electric, and she felt her heartbeat quicken as he shifted, his arm resting casually on the bar just next to her, effectively trapping her in.

"So, Lina," he began, "do you often make eyes at strangers in bars?"

She tilted her head, a mischievous look in her eyes. "Only when they happen to be the most interesting person in the room."

Toto laughed, his face close enough now that she could feel his warm breath against her skin. "Well, then, I suppose I'd better live up to that title."

The banter continued, both of them fully into each other, barely noticing as the club's energy seemed to get wilder around them. Toto took another sip of his drink, his eyes never leaving hers as he spoke, each word laced with an undertone that made her grow more and more excited.