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When a driver's costume party takes a daring turn, Max Verstappen finds himself utterly captivated by his boyfriend Charles Leclerc's bold attire.
What starts as teasing in a secluded hallway quickly escalates into a night of unrestrained passion, pushing the boundaries of their intimacy.
Charles, in a stunning display of trust and need, offers every part of himself to Max, who is more than ready to claim it all—repeatedly, thoroughly, and without mercy.
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After the stream disaster, Charles decides he and Max need some mature, reasonable time apart.
Unfortunately, Charles’s own apartment is three floors away, Max’s bed smells like citrus detergent, Sassy is apparently looking for him, and Max sends exactly two words capable of destroying Charles’s dignity:
I’m cold.
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- Part 2 of A Study in Losing Composure
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After a hard season that took more than it gave, Oscar Piastri returns home and is forced to face the reality of his situation: losing the championship, a recent breakup, his tendency to overthink, and the lingering sense that something essential has been left unexplored for years.
A handful of small decisions pull him toward unfamiliar territory, where curiosity and want blur into something harder to control.
And Max Verstappen is there to enjoy the ride, an eye always focused on the prize.
or: Oscar gets close enough to the flame to feel its heat—and learns to crave it.
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“Hi, King Charles. Pleased to meet you.” Lando smiled, bright and flirty. “I like your eyes. Very Matt Cohen.”
“Who?” Charles asked, genuinely confused.
“Oh, you’re young.” Lando grinned wider. He was definitely hitting on him.
“Give it up, Lan. You’re talking to an ultrasound,” the blond said dryly from over at the counter.
“Now I’m getting attitude from the sexy librarian over here. Great,” Charles shot back, looking straight at the blond in the glasses.
The entire room burst out laughing. The blond looked genuinely offended for a second.
“What? Sexy? You are. Shut up.”
There was a faint, beautiful blush spreading across his sharp cheekbones that made Charles want to do something ridiculous... like lick it right off.
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“I might be a little impressed, actually,” Max murmured, falling back into step beside him.
Charles bumped his shoulder lightly into Max’s. “That I can read a sign?”
“That you’re committed to being wrong in increasingly creative ways.”
or,
max slowly realizes his boyfriend might be catastrophically blind in one eye.
charles insists he is absolutely fine.
he is not fine.Series
- Part 19 of f1 oneshots!!! <3