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    “Charles,” Max said, his tone gentle.

    Charles didn’t move his hands away from his face.

    “Hey... look at me,” Max said softly.

    Charles took a deep breath and finally let his hands fall.

    Max looked at him for a long moment, their eyes locked together before he asked, “Would my cock help?”

    OR: In the aftermath of the shit show that was Melbourne, Charles turns to Max for comfort.

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    21 May 2026

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    “Charles,” Max said, his tone soft again and breaking Charles of his thoughts. “Please just ask me for whatever you want to ask me. You don’t have to keep explaining yourself.”

    Charles laughed again, his cheeks bright red.

    “Could I... sit on your cock for a little bit?”

    OR: Charles is overwhelmed and wants Max to make it better.

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    21 May 2026

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    It's late and it's hot and Lando Norris is bored.
    Luckily, boredom fosters creativity. And so does staring at a picture of your teammate's hands apparently.

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    14 May 2026

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    “You’re being a brat, Charles.”

    “Yes, I am,” Charles agrees, once again surprising Max. “Aren’t you going to do something about it?”

    He grabs Charles by the waist with his two hands to stop him from coming closer and pressing their mouths together. “No, I’m not—I’m not going to do something about it.”

    “Why not?” he presses, “I deserve it.”

    “You—what?” Max shrieks, not too proud of how squeaky his voice comes out. But he can’t help it — because what the fuck is Charles even saying?

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    Following the Miami Grand Prix's qualifying session, Charles feels guilty, alongside other things. Max faces the aftermath.

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    08 May 2026

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    “But like… no offence to the guy, but Max?” Lando seems incredulous. “I know he has glowed up a bit but he’s still… you know, Max.”

    Everyone gives Daniel the same inquisitive expression. Even Charles is curious, leaning forward, far too invested in this dumb game all of a sudden.

    Daniel seems nonchalant, shrugging.

    “He’s got those DSLs, you know. Don’t tell me you haven’t noticed.”

    “I-” Lando starts and then stops himself. Oscar snorts. Alex giggles. Lando frowns, then mirrors Daniel’s shrug. “I guess.”

    “What is a DSL?” Charles asks, pouting a little. Everyone looks at him and he feels left out.

    Daniel’s mouth stretches into this sharp, dangerous smirk.

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    04 May 2026