#Charles Leclerc she fall first he fall harder

[teamhandsometcth]

A Monégasque Story ( Part 1 ) - Charles Leclerc

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5

Summary of the series - Y/n is Charles' best friend little sister. They grew up together but haven't seen each other's for years. Their relationship seems to take a different turn when Charles stay at her’s and her brother's.

Warning - Both Y/n's and Charles' POV, Fem reader, Both Charles and Y/n speaking French (translated) tension, tooth rotting fluff, three years age gap, mature content, 18+, brother's best friend, friends to lovers, she felt first he felt harder...

Disclaimer : I'm French and my English is NOT perfect ⚠️ Please don't stole or repost my stories on any other sites. Btw reblogs are more then welcomed.

Here I am, laying on my best friend's parents couch after spending the last 24 hours doing exactly that plus dealing with a massive hungover.

My flight landed in Monaco three days ago, and since that, Giselle and I have been glued to each other.

We didn't get to see each other much lately, I've been so busy with my finals. And with us living in different places, Giselle in London, and me in Paris, it's complicated to match our plannings.

I called her the very moment after landing, which quickly resulted to her proposing to celebrate the start of summer break (get drunk) with our friends. And that's exactly what we did. Wish resulted to our current state.

She hand me a cup of tea for the third time this afternoon, as we're desperately trying to find a place to spend the other half of our vacation.

I sit up and slightly roll up the sleeves of my cardigan before taking the cup. "Why don't we stay simple ? I think Italy would be the perfect place. It's sunny, the food is delicious, and the men are too..." I propose, a teasing smile dancing on my lips.

She laugh and shook her head lightly. "the men part does not work as an argument for me."

I meet her gaze, a knowing expression plastered on my face. "fair enough. Although I'm kind of up for a summer flying. You know, get to think about something else than work !"

"Can't relate, I never think about work." Giselle say calmly bringing her cup to her lips. I let out a laugh at her statement.

My phone suddenly start going off. I bend over to grab it from the coffee table, trying my best not to fall off the couch.

I unlock my phone, and quickly glance at the text conversation between my brother and I.

He was asking at what time I plan to get home. I quickly tap an answer before putting my phone back down.

Two empty cups and equal number of unread messages from Raphael later. Im finally standing at the front door.

"Text me when you're home !" Gisele shout from the kitchen. "yup." I answer loudly enough for her to hear before closing the door behind me.

I live in Paris since I started college, and even if I fly back to Monte Carlos often, I still miss it here.

My parents sold out our family home two years ago, since we weren't living with them anymore. Plus, they were always talking about traveling around the world just the two of them, and how exciting it will be to have this adventure for their marriage.

Even if it broke my heart to say goodbye to this house, that hold so many of my childhood memories, im really happy for them. So now, when im back in town, I usually go to my brother's.

It take me  less than 15 minutes to walk there, as I enjoy the view of the sun starting set slowly. I missed it so much. One of the thing I love the most about Monaco is how little it is, you can literally walk everywhere. Ironically enough, it's also what I hated the most about living here when I was a teenager, it seemed like my world was so little. Now I found peace in coming back here, it seems like time stop for a moment.

Once at the flat, I close the front door behind me and drop my bag on the couch.

The windows are open, letting a soft breeze dance between the sheers as the golden light from the now lot lower sun fill the living room.

I sat down on the couch, and send a quick message to Giselle to tell her I got home safe, Knowing that if I forget, she's going to come see for herself. She can be such a drama queen sometimes, and I love her for that.

I make my way toward my bedroom wanting only one thing, take a long hot shower. But as i pass the guest room a voice catch my attention.

I furrow my eyes brow as hear someone speak but it's not my brother. It sound familiar but I can't seem to remember where I heard it.

I push the door open, and my eyes directly fall on a pair of green ones. I frown, not only they seem familiar but I know exactly who own them.

And just like that, everything stop. I dive deeply into them, my breath become shorter and my mind goes back where my teenager heart installed itself years ago.

7 years earlier :

I am on the porch of my family house sitting on the staircase, my back against the gate. Observing my brother and his friends playing basket in our garden, a book with the world cheesiest cover in my hand. I was mesmerized by it, it was my first romance book ever and it made me dream of something I didn't know I wanted. Love.

As my eye travel between the pages I can't repress the big smile of pure euphoria off of my fifteen years old face.

I only detached my curious eyes off the words when I see a shadow approach. I quickly shut the book and look up, only to see Charles. "Hey."  I say a little too flustered. "Hey you too, what are you reading ?" he say trying to catch the book in my hand, I try an escape but he take it from my grip with a devious smile.

I wasn't particularly ashamed of reading romance, but definitely ashamed that my crush just caught me reading it, which is so gross.

He look at the cover, with a teasing grin on his perfectly sculptured face.

"Oh I seeeee," I drop my head between my knee and let out an ashamed groan. He giggle, "Stop being so shy, im just teasing you. This is so cute honestly."

"Charles stop I don't want to speak about that with you." I tell him, ready for a hole to open under me and swallow me entirely.

He kneel in front of me, make me raise my head by taking my chin between his hand, caressing it softly. "You know you don't have to be ashamed with me, it's good." He say softly. " It's completely normal for you to find interest in that, everyone do at our age, it's called being a teenager." He laugh lightly, I do too relaxing a little.

"But seriously, if you have any questions whatever it is you can ask me, I will be happy to help you."

I blush, look down then look back up at him again. "thank you Charlie."

"Charles ?" I ask in shock.

I stand there, completely stuck in place. I literally fell my heart beating in every fibers of my skin.

He look so handsome. I take my time to look at him up and down, taking in every changes and details. Don't get me wrong, I watch formula one so I know what he look like. It's just that it's been a while since I've seen him for real.

I finally look back in his eyes, just to discover he was doing the exact same thing I was doing a second ago. He was gazing intently at every curve and part of me, like he was trying to learn every single one of them.

When his beautiful green-ish colored eyes cross my again, smiles broke on both of our faces. 

"Salut," (hi ) He let out suddenly,  His voice holding an inch of hesitation and shyness in it. It's so freaking cute.

I try to contain my smile, still not believing my eyes. "Salut,"

Charles is my brother's best-friend. We grew up together, and for as far as can remember, I always had a crush on him. How could I not.

It has been one sided for the most part. Till 4 years ago when he started to reciprocate, we kind of started something but not so long after, I was leaving for Paris.

Since that, we keep on missing each other. Every time im here he's out of town, and vise versa. We didn't talk during this 4 years. We just kind of got on with our lives.

"Raph m'as pas dit que tu venais. T'es arrivé quand ?" ( Raph didn't tell me you were coming, when did you get here ? ) I say in disbelief, while going for a quick hug.

"J'ai atterri ce matin. C'était pas prévu mais je vais être à Monaco pour quelles semaines." ( I landed this morning actually. It wasn't planned, but im going to be in Monaco for a couple of weeks.) Charles smile as I pull away, he look at me up and down again. It make me weak in the knees and I fell like somehow he knows it.

As I look away my gaze catch a luggage at the foot of the bed. I look back at Charles in confusion. "You're staying here ?"

Charles nod lightly "Only for a couple of days. I let one of my friend and his girlfriend crash at my place since they are in town for a couple of weeks, and I wasn't supposed to be home for a while."

He's still not taking his eyes off of me, making me melt under his gaze.

He lock eyes with me, not saying anything. I love the way he look at me, he make me fell special. He blush when he realize he was staring.

He clear his throat lightly, "I was one the phone with your brother just before you got here and he's going to be out for a while, something to do with one of the boat."

I nod, "Right, well what do you want to do meanwhile ?" I question.

He smile at me "Viens avec moi, j'ai besoin d'aide pour défaire mes bagages." ( Come with me, I need help with unpacking. ) he say his hand delicately going on the small of my back slightly pushing me toward his luggage.

We start to unpack, Charles stand by the drawer, as im siting on the bed passing him his clothes. Catching up on what happened in our lives lately.

"J'ai hâte de la rencontrer, je suis sur qu’elle a des super pouvoirs. J'ai jamais vu Raph s'attacher autant à quelqu'un avant." ( Im actually quite impatient to meet this girl, im sure she have super powers. I've never seen Raph head over heels over someone before. )

I nod at him smiling at the thought "Il l'est vraiment. Et c'est vrai qu'elle est incroyable" ( Yeah, he really his. And she is pretty amazing I might add.) here he his again looking at me ready to tease me.

"Je suis certain que tu dis pas ça juste parce que c'est ta meilleure amie !"( Im sure you're not saying that because she is your best friend !) I chock my head, a smile on my lips. "Non pas du tout. Toute les personnes qui me fréquente sont genial" (No I'm not, every person who frequent me are incredible.) I say jokingly.

"Je devrai rester coller a toi alors" ( I should stay as close to you as possible then! ) He state teasingly. I don't know how long he's actually planning on staying but im gonna have a pretty hard time if he continue to say things like that to me. Im already so overwhelmed with emotions and it's only been an hour.

I always thought the silly crush I had on him will stay in my childhood, like something I will think about and be like "how could that happen". but here I am feeling this exact same sensations I was feeling on that porch, like nothing really changed.

Im not naive. I don't expect anything from him. I already kind of experimented how he is when it comes to relationships, and that’s not attractive to me.

We continue to unpack everything, while he's telling me some behind the scene of formula one. I love listening to him talking about his work, he's so passionate about it and excited to explain every details of it. It's charming.

"So what are you planning to do while you’re in break ?" We moved to his bed, after we finished organizing everything. I sat in front of his lied down body.

"I don't know actually, it's been a while since I've been here for more than two days." He began, stirring up a little. "I think I'm just happy to get to be with you and Raph, so whatever we do is fine by me" the biggest smile made its way on my face. "Thank you for saying that." he smile back "it's true."

He get up to take something out of the front pocket of his travel bag. "Wish made me think, I have something for you." he get back to me with a little package in his hand and give it to me.

I furrow my eyebrows at him as open it, just to see a gorgeous necklace with a little charm dawdling at the end of it. "It's so pretty, but why?" I say locking eyes with him. Im in aww, my literally eyes shining, "I saw it a few months ago when I was in Italy and it made me think of you, so I buy it and since im here I thought it was the perfect occasion to give it to you."

My eyes widened "Slow down a minutes, you buy this months ago ? Did you already knew you we were going to see each other ? I don't understand." I say with a confused expression.

He chock his head, "No I didn't, but I knew I was going to see you at some point, and I wanted to have it then." I blush at his thoughtfulness.

"Thank you so much Charles." I jump in his arms which he immediately respond by squeezing me tightly.

We stay like that just enjoying the warm of our bodies against one another.

Once we pulled away, I sat with my back toward Charles. He pass the necklace in front of me. I take a fistful of my hair, freeing my neck for him.

Once he attached it, I drop the hold on my hair making them fall back on my back. he push them away a little and press a kiss on my shoulder not saying anything. I fell butterflies rise in my stomach.

I turn around locking eyes with him "Thank you." He blush lightly. "You're very welcome love."

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When my brother gets home, Charles and I are sitting on the balcony, enjoying the cooler air.

I love how Monaco fell like a party every single second. From the moment the sun went completely down, thousands of apartments started to light up all around the principality.

We can see people walking down the road all dressed up and ready to have a blast. it's a all mood, and it's magical.

"Y/n you're here." I hear from behind me. I stop my conversation with Charles and sightly twist my upper body on the sofa to look behind me, inside the apartment.

I send a smile in Raphael's direction, as he make his way to us, opening the already ajar glass door.

"Hey, sorry that I took so long." he say, kissing my cheeks to say hello.

He didn't miss the oportunity to ruffle my hair just after, just to piss me off.

If a look could kill, he'll be dead by now.

"Some idiots, rented a yacht and ruined it, I had to deal with all the paper work for the assurance, and the obviously dump tourists, that suddenly couldn't understand anything I was saying." he sight, crossing his arms and leaning against the gate.

My brother own yachts and boats. Well technically "we" do. He had taken upon the family business when our parents moved. He rent them so people can organize parties, weeding... And he also navigate for people who went to visit around.

"Shit." Charles let out from behind me, concern in his voice. "And did you find a solution ?"

"Yeah, well at least I think so, we'll see in the morning." he smile sightly, and focus his attention back on me. "btw Charles is staying with us!"

"Yeah i caught up on that."I snort at my brother, making Charles laugh.

I send a smile in his direction which he is quick to return, with his pretty dimples.

"So, what do you guys want to do tonight ?" I ask looking between the two.

I hate being the one responsable of picking places to go to, because if it's not good or something it's all on me.

Raphael, shrugs "Whatever you and Charles want, im not picky." And it's true, he was incredibly easy to please.

I turn to Charles, he turn to me, smirk, than say the infamous words "whatever you pick is fine by me." This bastard.

"You guys are impossible." I sight.

To be continued...

Part 2 >>

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[ferrstappen]

F1 MASTERLIST

CARLOS SAINZ

paella en mallorca: spending time with your boyfriend's family was almost as good as having him for yourself.

mónaco : pero si hay algo que nos quedó es todo lo que pasó en Mónaco (but if there's something left in us then it's everything that happened in Monaco)

CHARLES LECLERC

loving him is red: Charles’ girlfriend receives her first Grammy for Song of the Year, sadly enough the inspiration behind the song isn’t able to make it to the ceremony.

and the Oscar goes to: Charles and his actress girlfriend go to the Oscars, and he has to constantly reassure her.

AirPods and Princess George: a story of lost AirPods and Twitter memes.

titi we don't care: Charles can't seem to handle the fact a notorious singer took interest in you during Monaco GP.

Josephine, baby nº2 and baby nº3 Leclerc (dad!Charles)

the first one (dad!Charles):  Charles tries to prepare to be the best dad for his daughter, even if she’s just two days old.

aren't we supposed to surprise you? (dad!Charles): you somehow manage to overshadow Charles and Jo's gift.

ESTEBAN OCON

LONG LIVE: Esteban Ocon (aka the biggest Spiderman fan, according to himself) tried to bribe his girlfriend for spoilers, but Marvel was just too good keeping their secrets (actress!reader)

LANDO NORRIS

august: every single one of her friends warned her that he was fresh out of a relationship. but she didn't care.

when we broke up series

the first time we broke up: it was easy to remember how you and Lando fell in love, but it kept getting harder for you to remember why you love him.

the second time we broke up: there were reasons to try again, but maybe not enough.

everybody wants a taste : Lando had never been the jealous kind, but after seeing you with many co-stars, he reaches his limit. and his girlfriend doesn't like it (actress!reader)

Amalia Norris (dad!Lando)

surprise! we are a family : this wasn't planned. you are basically children yourselves and why isn't getting pregnant at 24 not considered teen pregnancy? Now Lando is waiting to meet his baby and hoping he doesn't mess up.

meet & greet : Amalia's first time in the paddock to support her dad.

let me take care of it : when papa isn't feeling his best, baby Norris knows what she has to do.

MAX VERSTAPPEN

what happens with the kids?: Max really didn't have to find a girlfriend that soon after the divorce, and the fact that his girlfriend had a daughter of her own, didn't really help your case.

max, don't panic (driver!reader): your relationship with Max gets exposed in a non-conventional way, an accident.

max the wag: you can’t keep up with all the drama outside the track, but your boyfriend keeps you updated.

max the wag (again) max the wag (for the third time) max the wag: are we the drama? max the wag: caught in the middle

chicken soup: chamomile, green tea, honey, chicken soup, and your boyfriend was the best recipe to get over the flu.

primero llegó verstappen : Suddenly, Max isn't annoyed about being featured in a music video.

SLUT! : this isn’t your first time being a WAG, but people don’t seem to like the idea of you ending your relationship with Joe Burrow and falling in love with Max.

Mila & Luca Verstappen (dad!Max)

SAFE HAVEN: the Verstappen family and St. Barths

Disney World Break: Ahead of the Miami GP, Max and his wife take the twins to Disney World.

happy mother's day, sorry for the mess: Mila and Luca go rogue during Mother's Day, ignoring Max's plan.

unscheduled school visit: the twins’ teacher calls, the twins got in trouble. Max is in disbelief.

maxplaining 2.0: Luca Verstappen's first press conference during his karting career. turns out, he even speaks like his dad.

could you be more obvious? : you show up pregnant for the first race of 2024, just six months after Max won his 3rd WDC.

prompts

Accidentally referring them as "my" (MV1)

and whispering in their ears, "I love you" (CS55)

collections

THE COLLECTION MASTERLIST: pieces inspired by Taylor Swift's lyrics.

all the years we stood there on the sidelines, wishing for right now (EO31)

wanting was enough, for me it was enough (LN4)

#f1 masterlist

[adventuringblind]

Maybe you could do a Carlos and Charles one were the reader is the reserve driver and in her first season of it and she’s not used to the travelling and the new stress so she can’t sleep and then they notice how tired she’s getting and one day they all go to work out together and she faints and they are really sweet looking after her (fluff)

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Charles leclerc x reader x Carlos Sainz

Summary: getting better at following prompts, but this is also a tad angsty. Set in Qatar 2023 (Carlos is sick instead of having car issues).

Warnings: sickness, overheating, passing out

Notes: Poor Carlos not getting to race T_T

Masterlist

Making it this far in Formula 1 as a female was hard enough. Actually proving to be worth it is even harder.

Carlos and Charles had been her rock throughout. The fans have taken notice of how close the three of them are. Which can be attributed to the fact they have been dating for over a year now, and Carlos has an incessant need to touch both his partners at every moment.

It helps all three get to stay in the same hotel and can run back and forth between hotel rooms if neccecary.

Carlos had woken up on Friday feeling sick. He struggled with the car all if qualifying and was disappointed with his thirteenth place.

Same thing on Saturday. He was struggling so much that Charles was trying his best to discreetly ask about it. He almost passed out trying to get out of his car. Herself and Charles had to help him get his fireproofs and dump cold water over him.

Ferrari decided he couldn't race and would put their reserve driver in his place. To chich Carlos and Charles tried to stop.

"It's to hot!"

"And that wasn't going to stop either of you!"

That point won her the argument, and she lined up in thirteenth on the grid Sunday night. Which to their credit, it was hot. And it didn't help that she'd already been pushing her limits all weekend with the stresses of life as a female driver.

If she's being honest, she's shocked she crossed the finish line at all with the way things were going. She pushed hard for two hours. Managed no to crash into anyone. She even managed the tires despite the heat.

She planned on celebrating tonight. She may have ended in the same place she started, but it felt good. She felt more confident in herself. Maybe she could get a seat somewhere.

That was until she couldn't get out of the car. Or maybe she did, but she was so out of it she couldn't tell.

The last thing she felt was her helmet smacking the ground.

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The lights are horribly blinding when she opens her eyes. Her mouth is so dry she feels like she's had nothing but salt for years.

She readjusts herself in the bed of scratchy linen fabric. What happened? Did she crash? Was finishing such a hard race simply a dream?

"Amour? How are you feeling?" Comes the voice of Carlos. She looks to where he is sitting. His eyes look tired, but his movements are gentle as he reaches for her hand. Charles is slumped on his shoulder asleep.

"Dehydrated and exhasted." She rasps. "What happened?"

You got out of the car and passed out. You weren't the only one either. Charles is exhausted as well." He looks to the Monegasque with sad eyes. "We did have a bet going about whether all three of us can fit in your bed or not."

"Shall we test it out then?"

All three climb into the bed. It's a tight fit, but they manage to make it work with entangled limbs.

It's a nice feeling, falling asleep this time. Inbetween her boys. Their arms draped around her protectively.

"At least you finished the race."

"At least you finished in the points."

"Both of you are tired. Go to sleep!"

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[prettymonegasque]

cards and flowers

Charles Leclerc x fem!driver! reader

Summary: Love is found through many ways. Yours was through messy cards from an adorable toddler with a cute dad.

Warnings: SO.MUCH.CUTENESS. nothing else just fluff!!

Word Count: 1k

A very special fic inspired from my very first request <3

“Papa! We should give her Floppy. Floppy is a great doctor.” Theo held out his stuffed toy as Charles buckled the 3-year-old in the car seat. “Sure, mon amour. She would love it.” Charles chuckled and kissed his son’s forehead. He let out a deep breath and got into the driver’s seat. 

His teammate had a nasty crash during the Saudi Arabian GP. She made it out alive but sustained some minor injuries and had to be hospitalised for monitoring. Charles always worries about everyone he loves. He cannot even fathom losing anyone, especially the girl he’s grown to love and fall harder for every second. He wouldn’t forgive himself if something happened to you and never had the balls to confess his feelings. 

The sound of Theo singing along to the radio shook him out of his thoughts. Charles looked at him through the rearview mirror and smiled. He couldn’t wait for two of the most important people in his life to meet.

‧₊˚ ♡ 𓈒 𔘓 ۫ ꒱‧₊˚ ♡ 𓈒 𔘓 ۫ ꒱‧₊˚ ♡ 𓈒 𔘓 ۫ ꒱‧₊˚ ♡ 𓈒 𔘓 ۫ ꒱‧₊˚ ♡ 𓈒 𔘓 ۫ ꒱‧₊˚ ♡ 𓈒 𔘓 ۫ ꒱‧₊˚ ♡ 𓈒 𔘓 ۫

“Theo, when we get in we should talk very softly okay? No yelling or running. You should be very gentle. Tu comprends?” (you understand?) Theo nodded as Charles gave him a soft smile and held the toddler’s hand guiding him through the hospital halls. He couldn’t help but feel a little nervous. You might not have met Theo before but Charles spoke so much about him that it felt like you’ve raised him. He lightly knocked at the door to your suit and heard a low voice asking him to come in. 

“Hey. How are you doing?” Charles gently approached you. Theo clutched his father’s calf and shied away. You let out a small laugh, “I’m fine Charles. This must be the famous little Theo Leclerc.” The toddler replied with a mumble. “Désolé bébé. I didn’t catch that.” You cooed at Theo. “‘m not little. I’m three.” Theo confidently showed two fingers and gave you a toothy grin. 

“Oh my! You’re a big boy, aren’t you? I’m so sorry sir.” You dramatically apologised and got out of bed. Charles immediately stopped you. “Don’t you dare get up. You’re supposed to be resting.” “Lord Perceval, as much as I love you dotting over me, they cleared me for Australia. In fact, I’m getting discharged this evening.” You ignored the eye roll from the Monegasque and kneeled before the toddler to level with him. “Nice to meet you, Theo. I’m Y/N.” You extended your hand which the toddler promptly shook.

“Papa talked a lot about you. He said you’re prettier than Rapunzel. But I think Rapunzel is more prettier.” Theo shrugged. “Did he actually say that?” You giggled and looked up to find a blushing mess of a man. “I do agree with you, Theo. Rapunzel is so much more prettier.”  “Mon chou, don’t you have something to give to Y/N.” Charles tried to switch the subject before his little spawn revealed anything more. “We got you flowers. Papa said lilies are your favourite. I also made you a card. Papa drew everything but I coloured it. I’m very good at colouring.” He shoved the flowers in your hand and proudly showed you the card.

Your heart skipped a beat every time Theo mentioned that his papa talked about you. Does he always talk about me? A silly little thought entered your brain but you were quick to brush it off and continued your conversation with Theo. Unbeknownst to you, Charles was hopelessly falling in love with you and wondered how wonderful it would be if he could witness this every day for the rest of his life.

‧₊˚ ♡ 𓈒 𔘓 ۫ ꒱‧₊˚ ♡ 𓈒 𔘓 ۫ ꒱‧₊˚ ♡ 𓈒 𔘓 ۫ ꒱‧₊˚ ♡ 𓈒 𔘓 ۫ ꒱‧₊˚ ♡ 𓈒 𔘓 ۫ ꒱‧₊˚ ♡ 𓈒 𔘓 ۫ ꒱‧₊˚ ♡ 𓈒 𔘓 ۫

It’s been 3 years since that day at the hospital. Three championships, one champagne-and-sweat-covered confession and a lot of dates later, you and Charles sat on the island watching Theo giggling and running from the waves. After a successful yet hectic first half of the season, you relished the quiet moments you got with your little family during the break. You turned to kiss your boyfriend to find him staring at the void, deep in thought. 

“Penny for your thoughts?” You nudged him, shaking him out of his trance. He gave a puzzled look. “Whatchu thinking about baby?” “Just you and how much I love you.” He leaned down and kissed you softly. “I love you too, Charles. Toujours.” (always) He smiled and then called out for Theo. The now 6-year-old came running into his arms at full speed. You started tickling him and cherished the giggles that erupted from him. After he calmed down, he looked at his dad and nodded. You were a little suspicious but let it pass. 

“Theo, mon chou, don’t you have something to give Y/N?” Charles urged him. Your brows furrowed in confusion. “Oh yes.  Papa and I made you a card. I drew and coloured it all this time. Look!” He handed you a white envelope. You were still confused, it wasn’t an anniversary or birthday why are you getting a card? But when you opened the envelope and read the card your confusion was replaced by disbelief. 

You gasped and looked up to find your boyfriend on one knee while Theo tried to suppress his excitement. “Y/N, ma cherie. I’ve had the immense pleasure of knowing you for the past four years. And I’ve loved every second of the last three when I got to call you mine. The day Theo was born, I told myself I would love him like no human in this world could. But then you came into our lives and showed both of us a kind of love that is so pure and raw. I don’t ever want that love to stop shielding us. So will you do both of you the greatest honour and marry me?” You were full-on sobbing, snot and all. Charles was tearing up as well. Theo looked like he was about to burst from anticipation. “Yes” That one word changed your life forever. 

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I am very sleep deprived so if you see any plot holes or typos, no u didnt uwu

#charles leclerc #f1 imagine #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc fluff #charles leclerc fanfic #f1 fluff #f1 x reader

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under the monaco moonlight - vampire!au

pairing/s: Gasly!Reader x unnamed!bf, Vampire!Charles Leclerc x Gasly!Reader, Platonic!Pierre Gasly x Gasly!Sister!Reader, Platonic!Arthur Leclerc x Gasly!Reader

c/w: Implied smut, attempt of sexual assault, brief shitty descriptions of violence, bad ending??

w/c: 1.7k

summary: Charles Leclerc is in love with the forbidden fruit, or his best friends sister Y/N Gasly and can't control his instincts when she's in trouble.

a/n: no one asked for this but I might do a part two if anyones interested x

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Charles knew this was wrong.

You were his childhood best friends little sister, but he couldn't help himself from watching the way your hips swayed in time to the music which blared over the speakers, your mini skirt - Which he knew your brother would not be happy seeing you in - rising higher up your thighs as you moved. He knew that it was wrong to think of himself between your thighs, pleasuring you in ways which you'd never been before, satisfying you unlike how the boy you were grinding against would.

He needed you so bad it hurt.

If his heart were beating he was sure he'd feel it ache in desire for you. 

He stood by Arthur, his eyes trained on you as his jaw clenched and he tightly gripped the glass he'd been nursing as he watched you, so tight that he would surely smash the glass into tiny pieces if he held it any harder. He feared if he pursued you any more than he had, then your heart would end up in the same way as the glass could, he feared he'd fall too in love with you and sink his teeth too far into your neck, leaving you helpless and bleeding. He'd never be able to explain himself to Pierre, how could be explain what he had done to his best friends precious baby sister? Your one night fling weeks ago had become a regular thing, despite you being adamant that you loved your boyfriend, but any time you and him had sex, all you could do was think about was Charles, how good he made you feel, how deliciously full you felt when he was inside you, the way that he left you stumbling the next day; scrambling for an excuse to try and satisfy your boyfriend.

"You are staring at her again, Charles," Arthur chided his older brother, he knew just how in love with you Charles was, but also knew that he'd never let himself love you properly for the fear of hurting you. Sleeping with you and being the other man would have to suffice for now.

"No I am not," Charles defended himself quickly, too quickly for Arthur to believe him. "I'm just...keeping an eye on her with that stupid boy. Pierre asked me to." Arthur chuckled at Charles' excuses. The two Leclerc's watched as you turned and faced your boyfriend, giggling as you pressed a small kiss on his lips and heading off to the bathroom, entrusting him with your drink - Which would be your first mistake of the night. Charles watched as you weaved your way through the mass crowd of the club towards the bathroom and flitted his attention back to that of your boyfriend, watching as he emptied a sachet of white powder into your drink.

"Charles?" Arthur nudged him, trying to see what had gained his brothers attention but Charles' attention was otherwise diverted away from his little brother. How dare this boy violate your trust like this?

"Fucker, I'm going to kill him," Charles went to storm off, but Arthur grabbed him before he could do any harm to your boyfriend. "Arthur let me go. He's going to hurt her." He backed off, noticing that Charles' eyes were no longer their usual green colour, now a deep, dark red. His eyes scanned the crowd, seeing you standing back with your boyfriend, now looking disoriented and swaying on your feet, putting up no argument as he grabbed your hand and dragged you through the crowd with no regard to you stumbling over your feet in your high heels.

Charles weaved his way through the crowd, blood and adrenaline pumping through his veins as the music continued to pound through the speakers and coloured lights flashed and illuminated the otherwise dark club that he was in. Making his way outside, his pale skin shone under the Monaco moonlight, eyes scanning for you anywhere in the crowd gathered outside of the club.

"No, I don't feel good," He heard you whining from a dark alleyway a couple of streets down, your voice thick with tears and fear. You felt like you were dying, you were hot one minute, cold the next, your stomach was halfway up your throat ready to be thrown up at any minute, and you didn't have the strength to defend yourself against your boyfriend. You wanted to go home, you wanted Pierre to come and get you and make sure that this boy was too scared to ever look in your general direction ever again. "(Name), please stop, I don't feel well." You pleaded, futilely trying to push him off of you, your eyes welling up with tears as he pushed his knee in between your legs.

"It won't hurt as much if you stop struggling, pretty girl."

That sent Charles over the edge. He promised Pierre that he wouldn't let anything happen to you and now you needed help. Before he could hurt you any further, he was pulled off of you, hitting the wall opposite with a grunt. 

Charles loomed over him, his teeth bared and eyes red.

Drowning out the sound of your crying and whimpering, Charles let his instinct take over, tearing into your pathetic excuse of a boyfriend as you screamed and cried, unsure if you were really seeing this or if you were hallucinating. You covered your eyes as you cried, shielding yourself from the violent attack happening in front of you.

Charles huffed he stood back up, wiping blood away from the side of his mouth and turning back to face you, his stomach dropping as he saw your distraught and distressed state. Panicking, he pulled your hands away from your face hoping that his familiarity would in some way calm you down - but the sight of your brothers best friend with red eyes and a face covered in your boyfriends blood only pushed your fear.

"No! Let go of me! Someone help me!" You screamed out, trying in vain to push Charles off of you so you could find someway to get back home. Charles, in a further panic, pressed his hand onto your mouth to silence your screaming.

"Please calm down, ange, it's all okay, I promise," Charles tried to calm you, even if it appeared to be without any result as you continued struggling to try and get away from him. "Please, please just calm down and let me explain, just let me talk to you." Looking into Charles eyes, you found yourself feeling more and more at ease, still despite your efforts to get away from him. His stomach sunk as he realised he'd unintentionally tranced you, leaving you at his mercy.

"Charles, what...what's going on?" You dazedly asked him, slumping forward into his embrace and leaning your head on his shoulder, leaving your neck perfectly exposed to him; Charles found months and years of self-control withering away, he'd never allowed himself to be in such close proximity to you.

"Please not now, Y/N, you need to rest," He tried to persuade you to go to sleep, hoping that under your trance like state that you would. Fighting sleep, you looked up into Charles' red eyes, hoping to find some glimpse of your Charles, not this...blood sucking monster, you wanted your Charles who always made sure to clean you up after your sexual encounters, who made sure that you were still okay with what you were doing, who you knew loved you but for some reason you never knew, could never let himself.

"I love you, Charles," You confessed, pulling his blood soaked face to look at you, even though all he could focus on was the pulse point of your neck, the sound of your blood rushing through your veins was too much for him to take.

He couldn't take it anymore.

You let out a gasp as Charles' fangs pierced through your neck, two sharp pain points flashing and then going numb. You knew that it was futile trying to get away from him, and accepted that if this was how you died, then you were dying in the arms of the man that you loved - even if it meant you'd never see your beloved brother again.

As Arthur made his way outside and up the street to look for where Charles had gone, he stopped in his tracks as he saw you laying almost lifeless in his brothers arms, his teeth well sunk into your neck as the blood had almost been drained from your body and the life drained from you.

"Charles! stop!" He pulled Charles off of you, unsure if you were even still alive. "Oh my God, Charles, you have to help her." Arthur checked your neck where Charles had bitten you, feeling a faint pulse.

"No, I can't, Pierre will kill me, Arthur," Charles was near hyperventilating, and looked at Arthur confused as he let out a chuckle and shook his head.

"Oh, and you think he won't kill you when someone finds her here dead and you have to explain to Pierre that it was you, and that you left her here like a coward because you can't control yourself?!" The two brothers were now panicking, despite being in some way immortal, they were terrified of Pierre, your older brother was fiercely defensive over you. Acting quickly and moving beside you once more, Charles bit into his wrist, piercing the vein and watching as his blood slowly trickled out, much darker and thicker than your own, and put his wrist at your mouth, forcing you to drink his blood despite your very weak protests.

"We'll take her back to my place, tell Pierre she met a friend and she's staying there for the night, deal?" 

"Deal."

#f1 x reader #f1 imagine #f1 fanfic #f1 fic #formula 1 #charles leclerc #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc angst #sebastian vettel #charles leclerc x you #charles leclerc imagine #vampire!au #vampire!Charles leclerc #pierre gasly x sister!reader #pierre gasly x reader #arthur leclerc x reader #arthur leclerc #supernatural au

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❣️!Can’t shut my mouth about you girl!❣️

Pairing : Charles leclerc X Cherrie!

Word count : 7k

Summary: Charles has a big mouth and struggles to keep their relationship a secret.

Cherrie laughed underneath her breath as she walked out to the balcony where the team had decided to film the new video for the channel, spotting Charles stood randomly in the middle of the chaos that was surrounding him as people rushed around to get the cameras and lighting into place.

He looked completely lost as he looked around with a helpless look on his face, his hands pressed to his hips.

She was certain that if she looked close enough that she would have been able to spot a pout on his pretty face too.

Holding up the two milkshakes that she had gotten them, she started to weave her way through the crew setting up and head over to him. Feeling a little bad for him now.

"Oi! Oi!" She called over to him with a grin, laughing even harder at the way he immediately snapped his head over to her at the sound of her voice .

His whole face lighting up as he let out a loud sigh of relief , hurrying over to her .

"Where have you been?" He scolded her , annoyed thag she had taken so long when she had just told him that she was going to be there in a few minutes and that she was just stuck in traffic.

That was half an hour ago.

But she hadn’t completely lied. She had been stuck in traffic. Just the drive through type of traffic , having been craving a cold milkshake and decided to stop for one before their day got busy and she lost her chance .

"Drop the attitude otherwise I'm not gonna give you your milkshake." She threatened him. Waving them inticingly in front of his face. Knowing that just like her, he had a sweet tooth.

It wouldn’t be the first time that she had bribed him with candy or ice cream. Wouldn’t be the last either.

His scowl immediately dropped , eyebrows raising as he grinned. Accepting the milkshake from her with a happy little hum.

"Our trainers are going to hate us for this!” He mentioned amusedly as they both took a long sip from their drink that was most definitely not on their strict diet plan.

But Cherrie was a bad infulence and if she did something that wasn't alowed then most of the time he needed up doing it too.

He supposed it was the side effect of being in love.

If they jumped , you jumped . If they kept sneaking snacks in their purse that he wasn't  allowed to eat , his favourite ones too, well, he just had to eat them.

If anyone found out he would happily throw her under the bus anyways . Out of the two of them it was very obvious which one of them was the bad influence.

"Who gives a shit?" She just muttered uncaringly as they made their way over to the red couch that had been placed in the middle of the balcony for them to sit on.

Charles letting out a little Yelp when she playfully shoved him down onto it making him fall backwards , clutching onto his milkshake with a startled gasp as he nearly dropped it all over himself.

"Cherrie!" He slapped at her thigh scoldingly when she continued to stand in front of him, looking out at the view they had. Not at all bothered that he nearly turned the red couch pink with milkshake.

“I could have dropped the milkshake!" He put it down on the ground below him before she did something else that could end in disaster.

She just laughed , shrugging her shoulders carelessly . "Well you didn't ." Was all she said before pulling out her phone and replying to a text that her mother had sent her asking about when she was next going to be coming home. Telling her that she missed her.

Charles smiled a little to himself as he leant back against the couch with a content sigh , watching the way his girlfriend smiled down at her phone , her nose scrunching up a little as she concentrated on typing.

Feeling the familiar rush of love pour through him, so much so that he almost forgot where they were and that they weren't alone.

That there were rules that they had to follow.

"Cherrie.." he called over to her , smiling to himself when she gave him a quiet hum. Still focusing on texting on her phone.

"I love you." He said a little too loudly for a fact that was supposed to be a secret .

That got her attention quickly as she snapped her head up from her phone with wide eyes, gasping a little as she quickly looked around them to make sure that nobody had heard his heartfelt declaration of love.

"Charles! Not so loud!" She scolded him as she quickly made her way over to him so she could sit next to him instead. So they didn't have to speak so loud.

So that there was less chance of someone overhearing his very vocal love for her.

Charles just rolled his eyes with a small displeased frown, bothered by the way he couldn't just openly show his love for her in front of people.

Because they had both been advised by their managers not to publicly announce their relationship yet. Something that the both of them had understood the reasoning why.

Cherrie had only transferred to Ferrari a few months  ago after ending her contract with redbull , having decided that it was time to try something new after not being satisfied with her old team.

Charles had been more than excited after she had told him about the offer she had for ferrari, the thought of the love of his life also being his teammate and being able to race beside her on the track in the same car was like his dream come true.

The two of them had already been dating for a couple of months before that, even while she was a too driver for redbull. Something that they had to keep a secret then too , knowing that neither team would have been very happy with them cozying up to each other after competing against each other on the track.

They were supposed to be rivals. But they were lovers instead .

Charles couldn't find it in himself to care though because he had been in love with Cherrie since he was a teenager and she had beaten him at every kart race that they done.

After the third time of her winning against him, she had came up to him and simply asked him if he wanted her to show him how to win. Told him bluntly that it was embarrassing seeing him lose all the time.

Charles , who had already developed a crush on her from afar , had gone bright red and rapidly nodded his head as his answer .

Letting her gently take his hand and lead him over to somewhere private where she had then began to give him a bossy lesson where she bluntly told him everything that he was doing wrong and how he should fix it.

He had won the race after that. Beaming proudly over at her when she had stuck up her thumbs at him happily, shouting that she knew he could do it.

He had fell in love at the same time too.

He had followed her around like a lost puppy after that, even when she moaned and groaned that he was annoying her and how uncool it was for her to have a boy stuck to her side like this .

But he hadn’t given in, He had persisted. Determine that she was the one he was going to spend the rest of his life with. Even though he was so young , he knew it then too.

And honestly , it hurt his pride a little to admit that Cherrie hadn't been too fussed about him at first . Too set on becoming a world champion to even consider putting romance on her cards, she had merely went along with Charles increasing affections until she realised that perhaps she didn't hate it as much as she pretended .

He had been insanely proud when she had gotten a contract with redbull , a year after he had been signed with Ferrari. A part of him had been worried that their friendship would be forced to break apart and that rivalry would come between them.

So he had made it his mission to make sure that never happened .

He knew that while she was a driver for redbull that they couldn't publicly be together without their being a load of unessary drama. But there was no reason that they couldn't be together privately.

So after she had won her first championship , he had shown up at her door with a bottle of champagne and congratulated her with a kiss. Confessing his undying love for her and refusing to take any of her excuses to why they couldn't be together , he had rebutted every single one logically before kissing her again.

They had been together ever since.

And when she had finally been signed to Ferrari Charles had hoped that their secret relationship didn't have to be such a secret anymore.

Which he should have known was too hopeful for him to think so.

Because then their managers had told them that they needed to keep it under wraps for at least a couple of more months until the dust settled and any lingering controversies about cherries move to Ferrari had settled . Not wanting the public to think that she had just switched teams so that she could be with her boyfriend.

Cherrie had no problem with keeping her mouth shut , already used to it.

Charles however , wasn't so good at keeping his love for her very quiet.

Because whenever she was beside him he seemed to forget that anyone else existed and she would have been more flattered if she didn't know that their managers would be on their ass if he got them found out all because he couldn't keep his hands and lips to himself .

Giving him a pointed look as he leaned against her side and gave her shoulder a quick kiss, grinning up at her little a naughty kid when she pushed him away, spotting their interviewer coming their way.

"Behave." She hisssed at him underneath her breath when she felt his hand slide behind her back and then up her shirt. His fingers tracing shapes into her soft skin.

Writing out his name in big , cursive swooping letters till he felt goosebumps appear beneath his fingertips.

He smirked to himself lazily "I'm not doing anything. You behave." He muttered , winding her up.

She just rolled her eyes at him before plastering a smile on her face just as their interviewer , Amelia, greeted them both politely .

"Hi guys! Just to let you know that it's going to be a live video today. So the typical rules stand. I'm going to ask you a few questions and then we're going to play a quick game! Is that okay with you?" She filled them in with a friendly smile.

Charles and her nodded Their heads yes, exchanging a small look between them at being told that the video was live. They hadn’t been told that.

"If we do something embarrassing then there will be no way of editing it out." He stated the obvious , a little worried at the thought .

He did have a tendencies to accidentally say things that didn't make sense or would be took completely the wrong way, mostly when he suddenly forgot how to translate what he meant to English.

Cherrie just smirked , nudging his shoulder in amusement . Already knowing what he was thinking about.

"You'll Be fine . If you say something embarrassing then I'll just laugh super obnoxiously so that they think it's just a bad inside joke." She helpfully told him , fighting back a yawn as she leant back on the couch and got more comfortable. Exhausted from Charles keeping her up all night .

Unfortunately for her the way she wanted Charles to keep her up wasn't what she had gotten . Instead she had been woken up by her giddy boyfriend who had been holding up a customised Ferrari Lego set that he had bought the both of them .

They had spent a ridiculous amount of time putting them together till eventually she had slipped down onto his lap with the half built Ferrari hanging from her fingertips as she knocked out cold . Leaving Charles to finish up on his own instead.

She had woken up in the morning to find the two Lego Ferrari's with their numbers on placed proudly on the shelf in the front room , right by the photo of the two of them kissing in their matching racing suits that he had made them take once they had both gotten home after her official signing .

Charles gave her a look "I know that should be comforting but it isn't because your fake laugh is very obvious. It's very different to your real one mon amour." He told her , playing with a loose thread that was hanging off her denim shorts.

She just smiled fondly back at him "only you would recognise the difference bébé . You'd probably be able to tell if I was using a different mascara. You notice everything ." She muttered quietly , secretly impressed by how closely he paid attention to her.

He squinted his eyes at her , smirking to himself as he looked at her long lashes as she fluttered at him dramatically for affect .

"You are wearing a new one. They're a little longer than usual. Darker too." He mentioned before smugly titling his head at her . "I bet you can't even tell what's different about me today." He challenged her knowing how oblivious she was sometimes.

I mean this was the same girl that had thought he just wanted to be her friend until he literally had to bluntly spell it out for her to understand.

If he hadn’t had also shoved his tongue down her throat straight after telling her he loved her, he was sure that she could have just said ‘like a friend right?’

So he had made sure to leave absolutely no error for confusion then.

She eyed him for a long moment, checking over his hair first and seeing nothing but the same cute mop on his head. Then she kept scanning. Same Ferrari shirt , same watch. Same everything.

She frowned playfully "did you get more annoying today? Is that it?" She teased him. Laughing when he pinched her side in return.

Rolling his eyes at her with a smirk tugging at his lips, shaking his head .

"Nope. It's actually something you gave me.." he hinted , amused by the way she was blankly staring back at him.

She had no idea.

Shrugging her shoulders lazily as she saw the cameraman nod towards Amelia to signal that they were ready when she was.

Charles then casually tugged down the colour of his shirt for her to see and her eyes went wide as she saw a set of dark hickeys all over his neck.

Choking on a startled gasp as she slapped his hand away and quickly fixed his collar to cover them again, her cheeks flushing red in embarrassment.

Glaring at him once she noticed him giggling like a naughty kid at her reaction.

"Oh mon dieu! Behave!" She warned him again , unable to stop herself from grinning too. His laugh was far too infectious for her to be serious.

Luckily he managed to sort himself out by the time Amelia sat down and started asking them questions, the stream going live.

She looked between them with a friendly smile on her face. "So, how's it been being teammates? Cherrie , is it any different than your last? Did you feel like it took time for you to adjust to your new team?" She asked her pleasantly .

Cherrie grinned and peered over at Charles in amusement . Both of them sharing a look between them, thinking the same dirty thing.

If by adjustment she meant having sex all over Ferrari headquarters together then sure , she had adjusted well .

"It's going well , yes. Charles is an easy guy to get along with and I'd say that we've bonded really well." Charles nodded his head along with her in agreement .

She continued on, wanting to wind him up a little to get back at him for throwing her off guard like he had . "-although I do miss Max . We were a great team together and we had a lot of fun. That's definitely a downside." She said casually .

Struggling to Hold back a loud laugh at the way Charles’s smile immediately slid off his face, narrowing his eyes at her dangerously.

It was safe to say that Charles was a little bit jealous of her closeness to her last teammate . Having always hated the way he couldn't even hold her hand in public while max got to hug her and celebrate with her each night instead .

He had almost blown a fuse when he had watched Max kiss her cheek up on the podium one time .

Convinced that every guy that met her wanted her like he did , it had been a little tense between the two drivers when Charles had finally gotten onto a podium with max , feeling pissed off that he could publicly cuddle and kiss on his girlfriend, he had made sure to pettily spray the champagne directly into Max’s eyes in revenge .

Cherrie had never let it go since . Finding it hilarious how just the sound of Max's name made him glow green like the grinch.

She thought it was cute . Because truthfully Charles couldn’t even hurt a fly. And he was too cute and soft to come across as threatening or intimidating to anyone that pissed him off.

That was her job . She was definitely the scary one in their relationship.

"We have more fun together now that she did with max ." Charles couldn't help but mutter pettily , the Microphone clipped onto his shirt easily picking it up.

Cherrie laughed loudly at him while Amelia grinned between them in amusement

"You think that you're the better teammate for her?"

Charles rose his eyebrows up like it was an obvious answer . "Yes. One hundred percent." Duh.

"Cocky." Cherrie grinned , shaking her head at him in amusement .

Charles shot her a unimpressed look "honest." He shot back at her quickly .

"-did max ever make sure that you had your tea every morning before the race? Or import your favourite chocolate for you when we were out of the country?” He reminded her smugly. Already knowing the answer .

She didn't answer. His smile only grew.

“exactly. I win."

Amelia laughed before changing the subject. "Okay. You two have been friends for quite some time right?"

They both nodded.

"What we're your first impressions of each other?" She asked them next.

Cherrie didn't hesitate "I thought he was annoying. He wouldn't stop staring at me without saying anything. It weirded younger me out." She answered to her honestly .

Charles shot her a offended look. Blushing a little because she wasn't wrong. Not at all.

He had in fact stared at her a lot but in his defence he had just fallen in love without realising it.

And who didn't gaze in awe at the girl they were in love with? It really wasn’t his fault!

Who didn’t look at the Angel that shot them with Cupid’s arrow? That was just stupid!

"I just didn't know what to say or how to approach you! You were very intimidating to me then !" He defended himself weakly .

Cherrie just snorted "you could have just said hello weirdo."

He frowned back at her like what she said was crazy.

Because to him it was.

“No way. My first impression of you was that you really scared me. I couldn't even speak around you without panicking." He admitted embarrassingly.

"Me? Scary?" At his pointed look she relented a little "okay maybe a little bit . But I can assure you guys that I'm really not that bad." She looked over to the camera with a laugh.

"It's just the resting bitch face I have. It scares people off." She reassured them. Not wanting them to think that she was a complete bitch for no reason.

She was more of an accidental bitch than a purposeful one.

Charles looked at her face , smiling a little to himself as he watched her scrunch up her nose as she tried to explain herself.

"Its usually when she's bored or tired. She kind of just zones out and looks like she's going to kill someone if they dare to disturb her. She doesn't even realise she's doing it ." He added trying to help her out.

Chuckling a little to himself as he thought about the amount of times he had found her glaring at nothing at all , too busy in her own head to realise that she was scaring people off.

Cherrie nodded in agreement . Nudging him gently with her shoulder . "Yeah. We can't all have a cute puppy face like Charles. One of us has to be the scary one." She simply said.

Amelia asked them a few more questions as they grew more relaxed. Charles hooking his ankle around her own as he started to pull at the thread of her shorts even more, ignoring the looks she kept giving him to stop.

"What's your favourite thing about your teammate?"

Cherrie rose her brow curiously "like physically or their personality?"

Amelia just shrugged "let's go with both." She said.

They both nodded in understanding.

Charles went first this time. It was an easy question to answer for him. He could go on and on about all the things he loved about Cherrie but he knew he had to keep it simple so he didn't get in trouble or give his love for her away.

"I like how selfless and kind she is. How even if she's had a bad day she's willing to help someone else out. Like when lando lost control of his wheel at the corner and accidentally took them both off the track, she didn't get mad. She just calmly went over to him and showed him how to keep control of the wheel to prevent himself from crashing." He explained truthfully .

remembering how she had also let lando use her own simulator to teach him some more things that would help. Not caring that he was her rival on the track.

He was her friend firsthand. And friendship came first in her mind.

Cherrie just bashfully shrugged "his team didn't seem to be helping him out very much so I just offered some tips that had helped me out. No big deal." She mumbled , laughing a little. Hating talking about nice things she did.

Charles nudged her shoulder with a fond smile, seeing how shy she got whenever someone praised her. He loved it.

That was why he always gushed to people about how sweet she was below the tough girl act she had on. He felt lucky that he was one of the very few people that got to know the real her.

She was amazing . Fucking perfect in his eyes.

"It was very kind and not many of the other drivers would do that." He insisted before moving on, not wanting to make his girlfriend too uncomfortable.

She could only take one compliment at a time without turning the colour of their cars.

"And physically my favourite thing about you your eyes. It's hard to look away from them sometimes." He admitted to her shamelessly , leaning forward and admiring the way they sparkled and seemed impossibly lighter under the sun.

Cherrie blew out a flustered breath, laughing nervously . "Okay. Okay. My turn!" She quickly moved on before she became a tomato. Aware that there was thousands of people watching her reaction closely live on their screen.

"My favourite thing about Charles is how he never leaves anybody on their own when they're upset. He always finds a way to cheer you up when your Down." She told them honestly , admiring his kindness .

Charles just shrugged "I don't like seeing people upset." He simply muttered.

She ruffled his hair with a smile , laughing when he batted her hands away and quickly tried to fix it again.

"And my favourite thing about him is his smile. It's infectious and it's hard to stay mad at him for anything when he's got a smile like that. It's too pretty. It's not fair actually."  She huffed jokingly , reaching out to gently poke his dimple as he smiled boyishly at her.

Cheeks flushing a little at her answer.

"Mmm so when I piss her off I just have to flash the dimples and I'm safe!" He joked. Reaching for the water bottle on the table in front of them that they had been given.

Unscrewing the lid and taking a sip before offering it to Cherrie to drink as well , she glanced over to the camera pointedly making him quickly lift it up to his mouth instead.

Oh right. He almost facepalmed. He couldn't share a bottle of water with her so casually in front of everyone like that. They weren't supposed to be that close .

He almost snorted. If only they knew what other fluids that they shared.

Sharing a bottle of water wouldn't seem so scandalous then.

Amelia just smiled "how about the opposite . What is something that you don't like about your teammate?" She questioned them mischievously..

Charles winced. While Cherrie just laughed .

"Ooo that's a dangerous one. One wrong answer could break our entire friendship." He put empathise on friendship , wiggling his brow at Cherrie jokingly.

She pinched his knee in warning. Side eyeing him.

She went first , not even hesitating. "I don't like how he so easily puts himself down over every mistake , even when they're not his fault. I don't like how badly you let it affect your confidence. Makes me feel sad to see , especially when I know how amazing you are. And what a good driver you are." She told him, looking him in the eye so he knew that she meant it.

It was a conversation that they had many times before and although Charles was working on it and getting better at not letting a single mistake derail his entire progress , there were still times when it became to much for him to handle.

That was when Cherrie stepped in and give him some tough love.

Forcing him out of his sulking and pushing him back into the Simulator room where she would have him show her what he had done on the track and find out where he had gone wrong . Then she would spend hours upon hours of her own time making him fix his mistake until he got it right.

She had even managed to persuade their team into linking their radios together during racing so that she could speak to him occasionally to make sure that he was doing okay and to slip him tips that she found when she passed each lap, usually ahead of him, so she already knew what he had to face.

It was perfect teamwork and because of their weird little system he had improved greatly.

Charles smiled at her gently , humming. "You're right. It's a bad habit. But I'm working on it. We're working on it.” He corrected himself fondly “-She now just slaps me on my head if she hears me say a bad word about myself so.." he trailed off giggling , snapping off the thread to her shorts and starting to pick at another one absentmindedly.

Cherrie grinned , pleased with herself. "I do." She agreed unashamed "if that's what it takes to stop you from calling yourself stupid then I will keep slapping the back of your head until I knock the sense back into you." She stated bluntly.

They all laughed .

Charles hummed thoughtfully as he thought about his answer before letting out a 'oh!' When it finally came to him.

Giving Cherrie a look "I don't like how messy you can be. She just throws everything onto the floor. In the bedroom there's just clothes in every corner and-" he was about to say about how he had ended up putting on her jeans instead of his own because of the way she piled them all together when Cherrie cleared her throat pointedly and quickly cut him off.

Making him quickly shut up as he realised that he had just told everyone that he had been in her bedroom. Although they did live together , nobody knew that. So it just sounded like he hung out in her bedroom now.

She smiled a little too forcefully , hoping that they got away with it. Having cut him off at the right time.

"Mmm he's right. My bedroom is a mess. I'm just too lazily to clean up. I'm usually knackered by the time I get home." She simply muttered.

Amelia moved on clearly sensing the slither of tension Charles answer had brought. Shuffling some cards in her hands that the producer past to her  before smiling at them brightly .

"Okay finally we're going to play a game next. The first word game. I know you're both familiar with it. I give you a word and the both of you blurt out what comes to your mind first." She told them nicely .

Cherrie shuffled to the edge of her seat, clapping her hands excitedly .

“I love this game." She exclaimed happily .

Charles copied her movements ,  grinning over at her as he nudged her knee with his own.

"I wonder if we'll answer any of the same. Maybe we'll be on the same brain wave." He mused.

She giggled and leant her head against his own jokingly "here's some brain power!" Laughing even harder when he rubbed his head against hers in return .

Making her push his head away with a giggly grin before he made their hair static.

He patted the top of his hand , flattening his hair down again the best that he could .

“Ready. We've charged up our minds now!" He said cheekily giving Amelia a thumbs up.

She just laughed at their antics before starting the game.

"Ice cream!" She said to them.

"Strawberry!" They both blurted out at the same time.

Before gasping and turning to High five each-other with a proud laugh.

"It worked!" Charles joked patting the top of her head happily . Giggling between each other bedore Amelia cleared her throat and motioned for them to concentrate again.

"Okay. Go on!" Cherrie grinned. Pumped up.

Amelia said "holiday!"

"Spain!" Cherrie shouted out the holiday that she and Charles had just been on.

He shouted out "Hawaii!" The holiday where he had told her he loved her for the first time.

They both exchanged a knowing look, smiling at each other .

"Fire." Amelia Said.

"Kitchen!" Charles blurted out immediately.

"Ball!" Cherrie exclaimed . Bedore giving him a annoyed scowl as she realised why he had said that first .

"Charles!" She whined making him laugh.

Charles looked at Amelia and explained , giggling to himself as he did so. "I asked her to fry some tomatoes while I went out to get some bread and I came back to her screaming while the pan was on fire!" The memory made him grin so wide his cheeks hurt .

Remberinf how terrified she had been as she held out the pan that was on fire in front of her while yelling hysterically at him to help her. Apparently all her fire safety and common sense had left her at that exact moment .

Charles had never asked her to cook anything again after that .

"I was half asleep. It wasn't my fault." She muttered embarrassed. Rolling her eyes jokingly at them.

"okay let's move on!" She pleaded.

Amelia laughed but did as she said.

They did a few more simple ones before they started to get a little more daring. Clearly set up to get them to spill more details on their lives .

"Date!" She said.

"Dinner." Charles said . Saying what he planned to do when they got home. A cute little dinner date that he had planned .

"Wine." Cherrie said. Wondering what food Charles was going to cook her. She crossed her fingers and hoped for pasta.

"Bed." She said .

Cherrie blurted out a "blanket."

While Charles said "please!” Making both of them give him a confused look.

Cherrie laughed "why did you say please?" She asked him. Amused.

Charles flushed , scratching at the back of his neck sheepishly as he tried to shrug it off . Knowing exactly why he had blurted out please like that.

It was a phrase that Cherrie liked to mutter whenever they were making out in the front room, when things were heading down south and they had lost their clothes somewhere on the couch she would always mutter a "bed please." In his ear while kissing down his neck.

"I don't know." He lied .

They thankfully moved on before he could turn into a human tomato.

"Love." She said mischievously .

"You." They both exclaimed at the same time. Grinning at each other as Charles made a heart shape with his fingers and held it up to her head.

"Brain power!" He whisper shouted to her jokingly .

"Job!" Amelia read the next word off the card.

There was no hesitation when Cherrie shouted out "blow!" Making Charles choke on his breath.

Looking at her with wide eyes as he burst into naughty giggles, watching her go red as she realised what she had just said.

"Sorry." She muttered with a sheepish grin.

"Naughty." He mumbled to her smirking.

She just jabbed her elbow in his side making him snicker.

Amelia read out the next card "driver"

"Vettel." Cherrie said her favourite driver.

"Me." Charles answered.

"Fight."

"Flight." Charles said quickly .

"Fuck!" Cherrie immediately grimaced again as soon  as she blurted it out. Covering her face with her hands and groaning "sorry!"

Charles laughed , patting the top of her head sympathetically as he looked mockingly towards the camera.

"She's got a dirty mind. You see what I have to put up with?" He joked . Knowing he was just as bad.

Cherrie huffed and narrowed her eyes at him playfully . "Shut up!"

The game continued . "Crush." She said.

"Blush."

"Love."

"Shower."

"Sex!” They both said at the same time. Exchanging glances as they both burst into childish laughter again.

"See! I'm not the only one!" She exclaimed , grinning smugly at him. "We sound like deviants." She added amusedly .

Charles snorted "speak for yourself." He remarked.

Then Amelia pulled out a card and said "kiss."

Cherries mind automatically went to the band and she said "rock." Just as she heard Charles blurt out his answer without thinking. Again.

"Cherrie!” He exclaimed before freezing up as he realised what he had said. Looking over to the camera that was screening them live for everyone to see , then he peered over at Cherrie beside him with a wince .

She had face Palmed. Just deciding to laugh at off as he went bright red.

He let out a nervous giggle before looking over at Amelia who was grinning at him knowingly .

"Next one." He muttered .

"Ferrari."

"Car!" They both said.

"Hate."

"Max." Charles blurted out.

Cherrie smacked him upside the head. Looking over at the camera with a roll of her eyes.

“He’s joking!" She assured them knowing that his answer was going to cause unnecessary drama now.

Charles just chuckled and nodded his head in agreement. He was joking.

A little bit.

"Spoon."

Charles thought of their cuddling and said "little."

While Cherrie said "big." Both of them sharing a another look.

"Cow."

"Moo."

"Burger." Cherrie said making Charles giggle to himself .

"Ex."

"Cited."

"Boyfriend." Cherrie exclaimed.

Charles grinned "she didn't say the word asshole." He remarked . Making her laugh again .

Charles absolutely hated her ex boyfriend. Mostly because he had gotten to do everything with Cherrie that he wanted to do.

He had been forced to sit back and watch them make out at party's before he had enough and 'accidentally' pushed him into the pool.

It was safe to say that he was glad when she dumped him.

She thought that they had recovered nicely from his fuck up earlier on when they finally got to the last card .

Tensing as soon as she heard Amelia say the word, fighting back the urge to groan in defeat when Charles's face  lit up.

"Girlfriend." She said.

There was no hesitation when Charles blurted out "Cherrie!” Grinning over at her excitedly before releasing what he had done.

His eyes widening as he gasped out a "shit!"

"Idiot!" She laughed unable to help herself despite the deep shit they were going to be in. She fell back against the couch and covered her face with her hands , giggling to herself at how he just couldn't keep his mouth shut at all.

Honestly , she was surprised that their relationship had managed to stay secret for this long anyways.

There was a shocked pause before Amelia looked between them curiously. "Are you two dating?" She grinned . Having already suspected it from the way they behaved with each other. It was far too comfortable and cosy to just be friends.

Charles looked over at Cherrie for permission this time, beaming happily when she just nodded her head with a small sigh.

Already pulling out her phone to text out a warning and a small apology to their managers and PR team that were going to have to do some hard work now.

Charles couldn't care less. Instead he was just relieved to finally be able to say "yes."

"We live together too." He added as well. Might as well tell them why he had said what he said before.

"That's why I was saying about how messy she is. I've literally went out with her clothes on before because she doesn't put them in the right place. I've been trying to get her to use a system but she won't do it." He casually told Amelia and the cameras .

While his girlfriend was scrambling to apologise on both of their behalf's as she texted their teams , meanwhile Charles just continued to ramble on about their relationship without a care in the world.

"How long have you been together?"

He hooked his arm through cherries and peered at her phone screen to see a pissed off message from

Their managers telling them off.

He quickly looked away , unbothered . "Two years coming up. If you count it from the day we officially got together . But I've been in love with her since I was a teenager." He admitted shamelessly .

At that Cherrie grinned and looked up from her phone , chuckling . "He wouldn't leave me alone."

Charles just shrugged . "It worked though didn't it?"

"Yeah years later!"

Charles just pulled a face "still worked. It just took longer than I first anticipated." He muttered smugly , kissing her quickly because he could.

Giving up Cherrie told Amelia a funny memory "I tried to break up with him once ya know." She said amusedly . Making Charles groan at the reminder.

Ameilia laughed "really?"

She nodded with a smirk. "Yeah. As you can see it didn't work. I told him I was breaking up with him and he literally looked me in the eye and said "no." Bedore going back to bed ."She snorted loudly at the memory .

Charles chuckled sheepishly , blushing. "It worked though didn't it?  We're still tougher now."

Ameilia laughed at the way Cherrie rolled her eyes at him fondly . Muttering about how he gave her no choice in the matter. Clearly used to his behaviour .

"Well I'm glad that he did! You two make a lovely couple. Congrats!" She said to them kindly before finishing off the interview and saying her goodbyes.

Leaving Cherrie to pull Charles up off the couch like a annoyed parent , tutting at him as she dragged him towards the exit where she knew a group of angry pr teams would be waiting for them.

"You can explain this one babe. This is on you." She said to him firmly .

He just wrapped his arm around her neck , tucked her head into his elbow and kissed her again. Not giving a shit about the scolding of a lifetime that they were about to get for exposing their relationship to the world when they had specifically been told not to.

Who cares? He thought pleased with himself as he held her close and tucked his hands into the back pocket of her shorts , deepening the kiss. Not caring that there were lingering crew still hanging around filming them.

If he could finally kiss her like this in public then he would take the tongue lashing that they were about to get any day.

It was worth it.

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[lovelytsunoda]

she sells sanctuary // charles leclerc (kinktober day 5!)

summary: she wasn’t expecting him to be home so soon. and now that he is, she can’t stand seeing him so exhausted. a warm shower should fix that, right?

paring: charles leclerc x female! reader

prompt: shower/bath sex

warnings; inappropriate use of a shower, sex in a shower, french pet names, kinda sorta p*rn without plot and goes from 0 to 100 real quick. definitely not my favourite of the kinktober blurbs, but i think it turned out alright save for the underwhelming ending.

she could tell charles had come home as soon as she got through the door. his suitcase was by the kitchen island, his designated airplane crocs strewn across the front hall. the sound of the shower travelling down the penthouse hallway.

but more so, the apartment felt happier.

smiling to herself, she began to walk down the hallway to the bathroom, first shedding her blazer, then her blouse and her skirt in a trail down the hallway, ending with her garter belt and stockings. she stood in front of the bathroom door in nothing but her baby blue lingerie set, gently pushing the door open and plunging headfirst into the steamy room.

she rapped on the foggy shower glass, capturing charles attention before she began to strip out of the clothing that remained on her body, her lovers eyes trained on her through a small space on the glass that he had wiped clear with the palm of his hand. she stepped into the shower, letting the water wash over her as she cupped Charles’ face.

“I’ve missed you, mon cher.”

charles leaned in and kissed her, water droplets falling off his skin and onto hers. “I’ve missed you more, mon ange. your voice, your laughter. your stunning body. the way you scream my name when I’m inside you.”

"you're home early."

charles shrugged. "i traded flights with max." he kissed her, warm water from the shower falling between their lips. "missed you too much."

"i'm glad you're home, my love." she looped her arms around charles neck, pressing her naked body up against his.

he kissed her softly, but the kiss didn't remain soft for long: her pebbled nipples pressing into his chest, his cock growing harder between their bodies, the warm water from the shower head pelting their bodies.

it felt eerily similar to their first kiss, which had happened mid-rainstorm.

mindful of the slippery shower floor, charles was careful in maneuvering her body so her front was pressed flush against the glass, breasts pressed up against the cool surface, hands leaving prints in the fog.

charles kissed the back of her neck, his lips warm against her cool skin, not quite acclimated to the temperature in the bathroom. she hummed under his touch, barely audible over the sound of the rain head.

"can i have you, mon amour? show you how much i missed you?"

"yes, charles. please."

charles slid into her gently, not wanting their little escapade to land them both in the emergency room, trying to justify their broken bones. not only that, but he truly wanted to show the love of his life just how much he had missed her body, and how much he treasures her.

“oh, cha.” she breathed gently, cheek pressed against the glass as she moved her head to the side, humming at his deep, gentle strokes. “fuck, I’ve missed this.”

“I know, cherie. I haven’t been treating you right. but I’m here now.” charles said reverently, holding her hip as he thrust into her again, a little quicker this time.

she moaned against him, back pressed to his chest and warm water streaming down both of their bodies. she’d missed the way he filled her up, made her feel giddy with lust.

“god, I’ve missed this feeling.” she breathed, whimpering as her lovers cock scraped against her walls. “missed having you near me. touching me. my fingers aren’t enough.”

"don't worry, angel. i'm here now, whenever you want me you just need to say the word. that's what i'm here for."

she moaned again, clenching around charles' member as he continued to thrust inside of her, squeezing her hips tightly, skin smacking into skin.

"charles, i think-" she couldn't finish the sentence, panting and out of breath as she moaned again, her walls clamping down on her lover.

"it's okay." charles soothed, lips against her skin and he breathed the words. "i've got you."

she came with a cry of his name, soaking his cock with the evidence of her climax. she was exhausted, but still craved more. needed more.

charles slipped out of her quickly, and she watched as he jerked his cock a few times, enough to send his seed spilling out over the shower floor and down the drain.

"well, i don't think this shower got you any cleaner." she said softly, nibbling on her bottom lip. "but if we head to the bed for another round and get even dirtier, you could have another one later?"

charles laughed, kissing her forehead before turning off the shower head. "i'd like that very much. have to make up for how much i missed you, ma cherie."

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[lecsainz]

. . . GET OUT OF MY HOOOUUUSEEE ! send me driver + a prompt or trope and I'll make a small playlist for it.

charles leclerc + he fell first, but she fell harder

he fell first, but she fell harder with charles — she denies it, but truth she’s falling in love with him.

hits different by taylor swift; I pictured you with other girls, in love then threw up on the street

feels like by gracie abrams; and I need you sometimes we'll be alright met you at the right time

honeymoon avenue by ariana grande; they say only fools fall in love well, they must've been talkin' about us

labyrinth by taylor swift; oh no im falling in love again

souvenir by selena gomez; calling your name, the only language I can speak

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[spin34sworld]

Raincaots (1)

CHARLES LECLERC X ORIGINAL FEMALE CHARACTER.

It was a cold night for Charles.

He was too angry when he left to get a jacket and now he is suffering the consequences. He wandered helplessly into the dark night as he dragged his feet with him and dug his hands deep into his pockets trying to keep them warm but felt his cold dead phone that had lost battery a while ago when he wanted to call someone to come get him. He was in a rough neighborhood in France, and he doesn’t want to admit it, but he was scared.

He found a bench and almost cried at the sight of it; finally he could rest his feet and his exhausted body. He knew it was stupid to run away just after a race but he was too angry at himself, the world, the media, everyone. As he sat down, he felt light drops hit his head and looked up and was hit with the light rain in his face, he will definitely get sick.

The rain just fell harder as if taunting  him, guess his luck followed him out of the tracks too, he doesn’t know why he got so unlucky in his life. Sometimes he felt like ending it all - all the suffering, everything - but then he couldn’t.. he suffered so much to be where he is, he couldn’t do that to his mum, both of his brothers, he couldn’t be selfish. As he was lost in his thoughts he heard a crunch around him in the rain and he immediately tensed up.

Please don’t rob me, please don’t be a fan.

He kept chanting this in his mind as the footsteps echoed closer as he tried to pull his hoodie down further to cover his face - but it would only cover his forehead.

“Hello..” a French female accent said. She was standing just next to him on the bench, he thought about ignoring her, but before he could look up, he felt something fall into his lap. 

A raincoat.

He looked startled to find a small figure wearing all black with the hoodie up too, but he can see dark hair sticking on the side of her face.

“Here, take this.” Her voice was soft and raspy with the French accent.

“I-I can’t take it,” Charles was speechless at first, who in their right mind gave up a raincoat to a stranger in the rain.

“You look like you need it more than me,” the girl shifted her weight on her left leg as she crossed her arms, trying to stop shivering, she knows she will regret what she has done, but he had looked so cold and out of place that she couldn’t have it in her heart to leave him.

“Look, just wear it before you get sick.. please,” the unknown girl nodded at him and at the jacket in his lap. He stared at her, dumbfounded, before the rain got harder and he quickly wore the jacket.

“You don’t look like you are from around here” the girl said.

“No. I was walking and got lost,” he switched to French as he noticed that it was hard for her to speak English.

“You are French?” The girl couldn’t hide her surprise.

“No no, Monegasque. "He usually got annoyed when people always said he was French, but he couldn’t get annoyed this time.

“Really? I hear it’s beautiful there,” the girl grinned and he couldn’t help but smile once he saw her smile. She is one of those people that had a radiant, contagious smile.

“Yeah, yeah it is.” 

“You said you got lost? Are you alone in the city?” 

“No. I was with my uhh… friends” 

“Vocation?” The girl that was once standing next to the bench sat on the other side of it with a wide space between them that could fit his teammate, Carlos, and there would still be space to spare.

“No, work,” she nodded but stayed silent as she stared ahead, and it seemed that she got an idea.

“Which hotel are you in?” Charles was puzzled with the question - a little weirded out - but he told her the name.

“Let’s go.” She quickly stood up and started to make her way to the street. Charles immediately stood up and followed her.

“Where are we going?” 

“Taking you home of course”

They neared a street which only few cars passed indicating how late it was before suddenly the girl flagged down a car which was a taxi.

“I have no money” Charles said quickly as he also forgot his wallet when he ran.

“Yeah I guessed” she walked towards the taxi she flagged and leaned down to the open window as she exchanged words with the driver. She glanced back at charles and that when he saw her full face as her hoodie fell down when she leaned down, she had long dark hair that was wild, her eyes was dark but he knew it wasn’t brown, another color and had few freckles on her nose, she raised her thick eyebrows as she looked at him staring at her.

“Get in” she opened the door for him and he felt like a child as he got in the taxi, the young woman closed the door behind him and bent down to talk to him through the open window.

“He will take you to your hotel” she nodded towards the driver who was sure watching them from the mirror, she dug into her pants pocket and pulled her wallet and gave him 50 euros which was way more than the taxi will take.

“That's way too much” he said as he took the money from her and he brushed her finger which sent tingles throughout his body.

“Keep the change, now safe trip” she pulled back as she signaled the driver to move.

Once the taxi moved away that's when he finally came to his senses that there is a lot of things missing, he didn't know her name, number or anything and that's when he noticed that he still wore her raincoat where she is probably still without a coat in this rain, immediate guilt him like a truck and he suddenly couldn't stop imagining the young kind woman sick because of him, he would never forgive himself, when it suddenly got so suffocating in the car he took off the jacket and there had the smell of vanilla which was probably her smell and h e fell in love with the smell.

When he was placing the jacket properly in his lap to avoid any creases he noticed a name written in the back of the tag.

Isabelle.

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[toppersjeep]

New Years- Lando Norris

Masterlist

Summary: (OC) Brielle Russell is a race engineer at Ferrari. She celebrates the new year but revealing her relationship with a driver on the grid. But many people thought it was going to be a different driver.

briellerussell✔️: 2023 was a wild year. But I’m so thankful to have had you by my side throughout all of it. Happy to be going into 2024 with you Lando. I love you so much. I never really expected to fall in love with you but it just happened. Now I don’t know what I’d do without you. I’m really happy that you just randomly kissed me one day. Now here we are entering the new year together. I love you so much Lando and I just know this year will bring you many blessings. Thank you for loving me and giving me the opportunity to love you. I am so happy I get to wake up next to you. You are my everything I adore you so much. Here’s to many more memories together- tagged landonorris

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carmenmundt✔️: 🥹 I love this I’m crying and it’s not even about me.

pierregasly✔️: he fell first but she fell harder :)

georgerussell63✔️: love you guys! thank you for taking care of her landonorris

carlossainz55✔️: cute not jealous of you at all

charlesleclerc✔️: ❤️❤️

landonorris✔️: oh my love I love you so much you have no idea. you are the most important person in my life. thank you for everything that you do for me. I wouldn’t be me without you. can’t wait to make many memories with you this year. definitely gonna run to give you a million kisses because this is so sweet.

briellerussell✔️: landonorris : I will take all of the kisses you can give me in this world I’ll sit here waiting for you😙

mclaren✔️: 😍🧡🧡

landoxellie: finally omg we all knew 😭

charles16f1: wait?? how long have they been together ?? I really thought she was with Charles

l4xleclerc: charles16f1 I think Ellie mentioned she had a boyfriend like ten months ago. And she spent Christmas with Landos family in London. So I think like ten or eleven months?? and her and Charles are close friends

elleswife: shocked Lando kept a secret this long

ferrai✔️: so adorable

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Elles POV

“Elle” Charles said walking over to me. “Hi Charles” I said. “I wasn’t expecting to see you here” Charles said. “Oh yeah I was staying with Lando as his place” I said. “Did you decide to move back to Monaco” Charles asked. “Uhh I’m thinking about it cause honestly I’m over California” I said.

“I uhh well how was your new years” Charles said. “Good” I said grabbing some flowers. “You” I asked looking at Charles. “Just spent it with the family and went skiing with friends” Charles said. “Haha yeah I saw you suck at skiing still” I said.

“Can I ask you a question” Charles said looking at me. “Yeah” I said as we walked back to Landos car. “Are you happy” Charles asked. “Is this about Lando” I said. “I mean yeah I just thought” Charles said. “Thought what” I said.

“Maybe I’m overstepping but I thought you had feelings for me” Charles said. “Do you want the truth or a lie” I said looking at him. “Ellie” Charles said. “I did but I wasn’t going to sit and wait for you” I said. “All I wanted was for you to look at me the way I looked at you” I said.

“So I stayed there waiting thinking maybe one day he’d notice” I said. “But then Lando came along” I said. “And I felt like finally someone noticed me” I said. “I didn’t know” Charles said. “That’s because you were too busy to even care” I said. “I do care” Charles said.

“Are you only asking this because I’m with him” I said. “I’m asking you because I wanna know if you love him truly” Charles said. “I do I wasn’t going to wait for you” I said. Charles looked at me sadly. “Hurts doesn’t it” I said. “Now you know now I felt every time you were with somebody” I said.

“But I love you” Charles said. “You should’ve told me a long time ago then” I said. “Because the girl that loved Charles Leclerc is the one whose heart you kept breaking” I said. “I’m sorry” Charles said. “You should be” I said. “Brielle I really am sorry” Charles said. “Hey Charles” Lando said walking over.

“Did you find that shop you were looking for” I said Lando kissed my cheek. “Yeah I did love” Lando said. “Hey” Charles said. “Well I hate to be that person but we gotta go” Lando said. “Right yeah” I said. “Where” Charles said. “My parents are at Landos so” I said.

“Well uhh have fun guys” Charles said. “Yeah you too mate” Lando said. We got in the car and drove back to his place. “What was that about love” Lando asked. “Just Charles asking how our new years was” I said. “Ahhh” Lando said.

“Nothing to worry about” I said. “You gotta let him go you know” Lando said. “I have Lando” I said. “He didn’t deserve you” Lando added. “I don’t know what I deserve” I said. “Someone who loves you and supports you” Lando said. “Someone who’d risk anything for you” he added I smiled. “I love you” I said. “I love you more baby” Lando said.

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A Monégasque Story ( Part 2 ) - Charles Leclerc

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5

Summary of the series - Y/n is Charles' best friend little sister. They grew up together but haven't seen each other's for years. Their relationship seems to take a different turn when Charles stay at her's and her brother's.

Warning - Both Y/n's and Charles' POV, Fem reader, Both Charles and Y/n speaking French (translated) tension, tooth rotting fluff, three years age gap, mature content, 18+, brother's best friend, friends to lovers, she felt first he felt harder...

Disclaimer: I'm French and my English is NOT perfect ⚠️ Please don't stole or repost my stories on any other sites. Btw reblogs are more then welcomed.

After debating on my options for a while, I opted for a restaurant I saw while walking on the marina the other day. I've never been there, but the place look really pretty.

I grab my phone on the counter beside me to increase the volume, as my favorite song starts to play. 

I love the luminosity in this bathroom, and since my brother have one in his bedroom, it's a little bit like this one was mine.

 

Charles swiftly opens the bathroom door, stopping dead in his track as his eyes land on me. I’m eyeing him through the mirror, trying my best not to laugh at his facial expression.

He is barefoot, dress in a simple black pants and a white shirt, visibly in the process of being put on.

« What ? » I let out through a laugh, slowly but surely averting my gaze from his chest. 

He looks at me up and down. "And what are you doing exactly?" a teasing smile made its way on his face as he gets closer to the counter on which Im currently sitting. 

"My makeup." I state simply, knowing really well why he asked. 

He looks down at the makeup products all around me, then back to my eyes.

 

He gets even closer and put his hands on each side of my waist, giving it a squeeze, tickling me lightly.

i let out squeal in a fit of giggle, making him smile. "No shit princess, I can see that. What I want to know is, what you are doing in the sink ?" he says, still holding my waist. 

I maintain eyes contact through the reflection, trying to shake off the fact that my back is pressed against his bare chest.

 

"Well it's simple, that way im closer to the mirror and It help me to see what im doing better." I answer, smiling as I see him nod. 

"Well missy, you're taking all the space so make some room for me will you." I laugh and comply.

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In the car, Charles and Raphael start talking in the front. The music covering up most of their words making it really hard for me to follow the discussion. So after a while, I gave up on trying.

I watch then wind dancing in the leafs, The sweet melody of "never let me go by Florence + the machine" in the background as we drive on the coast. I walk here nearly everyday when Im home but at night it just hits different. 

I glance toward the front of the car, feeling eyes on me. I catch Charles” gaze in the rearview mirror. He’s eyeing me intently, not dropping the eyes contact a second when he sees me looking at him. 

I fell my heart skipping beats.

I avert my eyes from him, looking back to the window.

As if on clock, Raphael pull up in the parking lot, just in front of the restaurant.

I get out of the car, taking my bag on the seat beside me. We get in the restaurant, and one of the waiter immediately reach to us.

"Good evening" he greets with a warm smile. im not going to lie, he is really attractive, and tall. 

I smile up at him "Good evening, do you still have a table on the balcony please ?"

He checks on his tablet and nod "Sure a table for three on the balcony for the gorgeous lady coming right up" he says making me blush a little.

I fell Charles side glance on me.

I turn toward him as I hear him sight, only to see he was sending death glare to the waiter. His entire body was tense. 

Should I be ashamed to say that i liked his reaction ? Yeah probably.

But him being protective over me, it’s making me fell some type of way. 

We make our way outside, to our table. It has the prettiest view on the marina.

Maybe I'm getting good at choosing restaurant. 

The waiter pull a chair out for me, I smile up at him and sat down, whispering a thank you. He smile back.

My brother took a seat on the other side of the table beside Charles, who’s watching me intently like he’s on the verge of saying something, but he shook his head and sat down instead. 

The waiter took our command, but not without making Charles’ blood boil. 

I watch his reactions, trying to contain the smile making it's way on my lips. 

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I sip my drink slowly, chuckling as I listen to the guys fighting over a memory, apparently they don't share the same version.

"Mate I promise you, it never happened." Charles says laughing.

My brother sights, "Bro I wasn't that drunk, and im telling you there was a car. im sure I have a pics somewhere."

Raph gets his phone out of his pocket and began to search in his gallery.

I was there that night and there was indeed a car, but I don't say anything. Wanting to see Charles' reaction when discover his wrong on his suborn face. 

It was 5 years ago at a party my family organised.

They were about eighteen and drunk as heck after stealing alcohol from our parents.

Us and few other teenagers finished at the other end of the neighbourhood. And charles, my brother, Joris and other guys of their friend group broke into someone’s garden, where a Ferrari was parked.

The owner of the property called the police and they finished the night in jail.

"AH!" Raph exclaims showing his screen to Charles, who’s mouth hang open and the memories seem to rush back in his head.

"I was more drunk that I thought" he chuckled.

"My bad Raph, you were right." My brother shrugs "of course I was" he sass.

"it was so stupid to do that tho." 

Charles expression tell me to get ready to be tease. « like you never did something like that ever ? » I shook my head. 

« Well, we need to do something about that. If you haven’t done at least one stupid thing, you haven't lived." he states with a grin painted on his face. 

I playfully roll my eyes at him as he wink in my direction.

Charles' POV : 

I watch Y/n as she stand up and walk toward the bathroom, following her every move till she disappear inside the restaurant. 

Everything about her is captivating. The way she laugh for everything and try to hide it, but her lips can't help but break into a smile every time she hear a joke no matter how lame it is. 

How she always mindlessly reach for her bracelet when she's caught in her head or how her beautiful eyes always seem to flicker down when she's shying away. 

I love the way she never look at anybody in the eyes but she always seems to stare in mine. 

Some things doesn't change and I'm happy to discover that all of this never did. 

I quickly avert my eyes from the door, switching my attention to the waitress arriving with our plates. 

"Merci beaucoup" (Thank you so much.) Raphael say, as she dispose the plates in front of us.

"Vous avez besoin d'autre chose ?" (Do you need anything else ?) she ask kindly,

 I smile up at her "Merci, ça ira pour le moment" (Thank you, we're good for now) She nod "bon appétit."

as she walk away, Y/n reappear on the balcony, with a big smile on her face  "what got you smiling like that ?" Raphael asks laughing.

"I saw the desserts menus, It look so good" she let out excitedly.

I chuckle as she sits back down with hearts in her eyes.

We start eating, just talking and catching up on each other's life. Y/n's is telling us about her favorite place in Paris.

"There's this spot," she marks a pose, swallowing her bite before pursuing "it's hard to describe but it's a sort of café with books literally everywhere and it looks absolutely beautiful, I often go there in the afternoon after school to work and it just fells so magical" she explains, having a hard time contening the happiness in her voice. 

"And Daphné the older woman who owns the café, she sat with me the other day..." I admire the little dimples appearing as a smile appear on her face. "...Her husband worked in the automobile too you know." I raise a brow. "oh yeah?" She nods her head "for alpine."

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"No way he said that to you !" I exclam looking at Raphael with wide eyes. "He did, he so serious about it too" he let out in a laugh. 

"That's crazy mate" I say still chocked. 

Im interrupted by the waiter, coming back to clear the table.

He collect our plates starting by Y/n obviously.

"Est ce que je peux vous servir un dessert ?" (Would you want some dessert ?) He ask looking at her. Im not even sure he's aware that there are other people around this table at this point with how little attention he give to Raphael and I. 

She smile up at him politely. "Je voudrais bien une tarte au citron s'il vous plait. Vous voulez quelque chose ?" ( I would really like a key lime pie please. Do you guys want something ?) she say turning to us.

"Je vais prendre une tarte a la fraise." ( Im going to take a strawberry pie.) Raphael say then reach to the water bottle in the middle of the table.

"Et une mousse au chocolat s'il vous plait. "And I'll go with a chocolate mousse please" I say sending a tight smile at the waiter. 

"Oh I was hesitating between that and the pie, it looks so good too." Y/n say looking at me with a proud look, making me chuckle.

"Donc une tarte au citron, une tarte a la fraise et une mousse au chocolat. Ce sera tout pour vous ?" (Ok so a strawberry pie, a key lime pie and a chocolate mousse do you need anything else ?)

 "No we're ok thank you very much." 

When the dessert arrive, 5 minutes later. I immediately see Y/n glance at my chocolate mousse. I smile at myself knowing very well that im going to score points with my next move.

Y/N's POV :

After asking for the tab, we make our way out of the restaurant really satisfied.

Honestly the all thing was so good but the desserts…incredible.

Charles as been the kindest by letting me taste his chocolate mousse, well we actually ended up sharing it because it was too good.

It might be updated as my favorite restaurant.

The temperature outside is so cozy, it’s windy but not chilly, it’s the perfect summer weather.

I turn toward the guys "Do you want to go home now or are we still doing something ?"

Charles give me a questioning look “what do you want to do ?”

Well I don’t know, I’m just not ready to go home yet.

My brother check is watch, “how about we walk on the marina for a little while then ?”

I smile at him, happy that he understand what I mint, “Charles is it ok for you ?”

He smile “Fine by me.” He put his hand on the small of my back leading me to the car.

He open the door for me, waiting patiently till im well installed before closing it.

The drive took us toward 6mn, I’m not sure it was necessary to take the car, but at the same time I wouldn’t have appreciated the walk back with all those slopes.

We start walking, admiring the view, when a guy run by, “hey Charles” he say sending a little wave our way before continuing his workout.

“Do you really get recognise by everyone here ?” I ask him a bit curious about how it all works out.

He chuckled “Well not by everyone, or at least not everyone make it known but I don’t know, it depends of the places I guess,” Charles say as he come to a stop.

"Do you guys want to take a quick trip." He says looking at his boat.

Charles put the key into the ignition, starting the boat.

"Do you want to steer ?" he ask me.

"No not really it’s too dark." I was quick to answer. Not wanting to admit that I still don’t know how drive a boat, even if I own a bunch of them.

Once we’re far enough from the coast. We get confortable on the desk fournitures with some drinks.

“Joris told me that you run into THE tifosy at the bakery the other day” Raphael tell Charles.

Charles laugh as he seem to recall the moment. “Yeah I did, it was pretty funny actually, they are so kind”

I look between the two of them, not getting the discussion.

“It’s a group of fan that we meet, I think 2 years ago in monza. We we’re in the same restaurant, and we end up eating together, and it was really to get to know fan, and have a real discussion.” He say with a little smile. I love when he make that face it’s so cute.

“How is Joris by the way, It’s been a while since we talked, I need to meet up with him ! “ I ask genuinely curious.

Charles look at me a bit perplexed “He’s okay ?" He say, the words sounding more like a question than an affirmation.

"When did you guys last met up ?" He ask, curiosity written all over his face.

I"I don’t really remember, a week ago maybe." I answer, not thinking much of it.

He shift in his seat "I didn’t know you guys were still hanging out."

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We decided to spend the night on the boat after realising how late it was.

There’s two cabins so Charles and Raphael are sharing one and I have my own.

I get in the shower and turn on the water, letting it heat up a little.

I try to remove my makeup the best I can with the shower gel. It’s not ideal, but it’s better than not.

Once Im done brushing my teeth with one of the numerous toothbrush kit displayed in the drawer, i open the door.

I directly feel the fresh air of the hallway hitting my still hot skin.

Charles gets out of his room at the same time. His head down, looking at his phone. I remember what im wearing when he look up.

He let his eyes linger down my body, still silent, i just hear the faint shaky breath that come out of his mouth. My towel isn't as long as I would have liked it to be right now. I try to push it down a little.

He clears his throat and gets past me, no word exchange as he closes the bathroom door behind him.

I let out a sight I didn't even know I was holding, all flustered. I open my bedroom door and close it right behind me slowly coming back to my senses.

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I open my eyes, stirring a little before immediately looking to my side searching for my phone.

2:30 am seriously ? I groan, felling the dryness of my throat. 

I puch the sheets away, getting up with little to zero motivation.

I quietly make my way to the kitchen trying to not make any sound as I open the cabinets.

As I finish filling my glass, I hear some sound coming from downstairs. 

Next thing I know the tall figure of Charles make his way to me. 

"Can't sleep ?" he ask taking the water pichet from my hand serving himself a glass. 

I nod, looking at him. 

I puch myself from the counter, the kitchen feeling a little to small for us two.

I make my way to the deck, sitting on one of the deckchair.

Charles take his glass in hand and do exactly the same I just did, siting by my side.

We look up at the sky full of stars. It never ever fail to amaze me how it happens every night, and still manage to look unique. 

The city lights shining , showing us the life happening all around. There's something so peaceful and reassuring in the air. Like time was slower.

Every single one of this little lights we’re admiring, are houses with peoples doing exactly the same as us, trying to have 60 seconds of calm. 

I fell Charles eyes on me so I turn to look at him. We maintain eyes contact for a second.

"What ?" I finally let out, intimidated by his attention. He smirk then shrugs. "Nothing. Just admiring you." he say casually. 

I fell the blood rush into my cheeks and I quickly look away, to worked up by his words. He chuckle taking my hand in his. 

I look back at him not really sure of what was happening. He draw shape on my hand with his thumb and look up at me.

"Do you remember when we where little, we drew stuff on each other skin and we had to guess what it was ?" He say, his movement on my skin never stopping. 

"Yeah I do remember ! And I also remember that you loved to draw random stuff that where completely impossible to guess." I tease.

He raise his brows at me. "It wasn't impossible you just weren't good enough at this game to find out what it was."

I laugh, "Oh yeah, so drawing a car motor isn't weird according to you ?" I tell him smiling at the memories. 

"Not at all." He say not even slightly convinced by himself, making me laugh. 

"Ok, how about, you give me a second chance to prove you I'm good at drawing ?" He say confidently putting his glass down beside him. "show me what you got." 

I look away from our hands and he began to move is thumb delicately on my palm, a focused look on his face. I try not to fidget at the slight touch, tickling my skin. 

After a while he looking up at me expectantly. "So, your guess ?"

To be honest I didn't pay any attention to it so I have no idea what to say. So I decided to give a wild guess "hmm, a rose ?" I state sounding more like a question then intended. 

He chuckled, "Nope, it was a snowman ! See you're no good at this." He tease with a growing smirk on his face. 

I roll my eyes, trying to suppress a smile from my lips. "give me your hand." I say and he willingly give me his hand "bossy."

I try to think of an idea as quickly as possible, Charles wait patiently looking at the stars. "Ok, close your eyes." I ask once I found my drawing. He did as I say and I process to draw the form on his hand.

I take my time, giving my best. He open his eyes and look at me a grin plastered on his lips, " I think I know." My eyes brow furrowed. "how do you mean ? I only did it once." He shrugs. 

"Ok, give me your impression ?" I say, thinking there no way he got it right the first time. "a treble clef !" He say confidently. 

My mouth hang open. How did he ?  His grin just get bigger and bigger. "I give up." I say raising both my hand in the air, making him chuckled.

"your not that bad" he say sarcasm drolling from his word as he pull me against him. I immediately relax into his hold. "sure." I sight against my neck rolling his eyes, putting my arms around him.

"Tu m'as manquer." (I missed you.) he whispered in my ear, I shiver feeling his hot breath against my skin. "Toi aussi." ( I missed you too.) I whisper back and he squeeze me lightly.

I can't help but smile. I missed this so much. Our relationship have always been so precious for me. It's like we were still ten in my garden, like we never leaved.

To be continued….

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A secret fwb situation between Thomas and Élodie!

Things already got out of hand cuz they both caught feelings, but didn't tell each other. She sees him too close to a girl at a party one day and drinks her jealousy away, their friends leave him to take care of her bc the Leclercs and the Gaslys always take care of each other. Thomas is freaking out, like "Dammit, Élodie! Why did you do this? If your brothers or your father found out you're this drunk they gonna kill us both!". He ends up sneaking her into his bedroom to take care of her.

idk if the ages align, but for what I understand he's a little older than her, right?

Tw: mentions drinking

"How do you tell your friend 'hey, this was supposed to be a no feelings thing, but I've fallen for you, harder than how my mother falls when we go on ski trips. how do we proceed?' without risking them never talking to you again?", Thomas exasperated, "I think your parents know a thing or two about that", one of his friends pointed out as they walked inside the the bar.

It wasn't the best way to deal with the situation, Thomas knew that much, but when a girl approached him, he kept talking to her, completely forgetting that Élodie was also I the same room.

Since the Gasly couple was going on a long weekend trip to celebrate their anniversary, Charles was the first to suggest that their kids could come down to their place and spend the weekend there, given that they were all around the same ages, so they'd have plans with eachother and their friends, so they had all gone to the same bar for the night.

"I wish I didn't feel for him like I do, I mean, look at him! He doesn't care one bit", Élodie said to her friend, "they're just talking, I'm sure it's just that", she attempted to comfort her as she saw her down two more shots, "it's my own fault for catching feelings", she hiccuped.

Things quickly got too much, whether it was the fact that the music had gotten louder and the drinks had become some weird mixture, but Élodie had had enough, and one thing her friend knew for sure is that Thomas would be the only person to deal with this the proper way and help her. Fortunately, their friends understood just how much the Leclercs and Gaslys looked out for eachother, helping Thomas bring Élodie home before heading to their own houses too.

Élodie was lying on his bed, looking significantly better now as Hervé, who had been in charge of making sure the younger ones got homm safe and sound, looked at them, "I don't need to tell you to be more responsible, right Élodie?", he asked, earning a nod, "I know, it was stupid. I'm sorry for doing it. But can you please not tell my parents?", she asked, "not my story to tell, I just need you to be okay, that's all", Hervé said, placing the pills and cup of water on the bedside table, "take these before you go to sleep, they'll help tomorrow. Try and keep quiet, okay? If you make any noise, you'll have Amélie on your door in no time, and I think it's safe to say our dear sister will have a much different reaction to mine", he smiled at his brother, highfiving Élodie quietly before leaving the room.

"I never took you for the drinker", Thomas said, "I'm not usually one", Élodie mumbled back, cursing herself for how much she was enjoying his touch as he rubbed her back, "what happened then? C'mon, El, you know you can tell me anything", he urged.

Maybe it was the alcohol, maybe it was just that she had enough of this situation, and for whatever it meant, her parents always told her to be honest, "seeing you with that girl made me jealous. Because she was talking to you and you're not with her just to fulfill a need and then be friends", she gulped, tears falling from her eyes, "I got jealous because we're not that, even though we said we'd never be that anyway. And it hurt", she tried her best to pull away from Thomas, feeling him pull her in.

"Can I have a go now? I was talking to her because I wanted to forget about the fact that I miss you in ways a friend doesn't miss another. I don't miss just being with you when we sneak away. I miss having you with me in mundane things like going to the shops, or at family gatherings, to be able to hold you longer before you have to leave. I don't want to keep this arrangement, I want more", Thomas said, "we'll talk tomorrow, yes? But for now, know that I'm in if you are", he pressed a kiss to the top of her head, allowing her to sleep for a little bit before they spoke about it with a clearer head.

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What you Deserve

Charles Leclerc x Reader x Lando Norris x Max Verstappen

Genre: angst

Summary: Max deserves to be loved in every way, and she, along with her two partners, are determined to give him that.

Warnings: toxic relationship, mentions of Max's childhood, use of whore as an insult, domestic dispute, implied smut,

Notes: No hate to Kelly. I just needed her to be the villain for the plot

Masterlist

Her life was, and is still, a Rollercoaster. Being the daughter of Christian Horner made it so. Her life has always been with cars. Her soul felt connected to them in a way.

Along with the cars, there also came the people. Seb, Daniel, and Max had become her attachments. Specifically Max since she's only a year younger than him.

You'd think they were in love by the way they acted with eachother. And she would be lying if she said she didn't want that. He, however, wanted to focus on his career and she respected that.

In 2019 she met Charles. An inevitable meeting since she was alway running around making sure things were going to plan. And by running, she means litterally.

She collided with the Monegasque while neither of them were paying attention.

He took her to dinner that night to apologize despite her protest.

It ended up being a fun night. After three after race dinners or outings it felt like tradition.

Something that started as friends didn't last long. Neither are sure who fell first, just that both of them did. They couldn't stay away from each other.

She told her dad. She was terrified and shaking and wanted to cry the entire time, but he took it well. He'd never had a problem with Charles and outside of racing he invited him in. The garage was still off limits.

She remained friends with Max during this time. Even the next year when he and Kelly had been getting closer. She knew it wasn't her place to say anything, but something felt off about it. And the ache in her heart for the blonde Dutch boy hadn't left despite her years with Charles.

It made her feel guilty. Everytime her thoughts flickered back to Max, she felt herself spiraling to places she shouldn't be.

Charles had caught her in such a state. He'd panicked when he saw her glassy and absent stare.

"What's wrong, chéri?" He knelt down next to her and took her hands in his despite his own body shaking.

"I'm not good for you."

"Well that's not true at all." He coos at her. Though it only makes her tears fall harder.

"I love you but I also love Max. Always have. It's not fair to you."

"I already knew amour." He chuckles. "And I don't care. I think your heart os big enough to love more then one person. I'd even be open to seeing if he wanted to join us."

Things changed for the better after that. She felt safe enough to talk about feelings she'd never been able to explore previously.

They'd made a few attempts at asking him about his relashonship with Kelly. None of it had gone anywhere. They didn't go out with them and Max seemed to get rigid and defensive at the subject. So they dropped it until they had more information to work with.

Lando came to them out of nowhere. One day he just exploded with life and laughter into their world and never left.

The Brit had made it very clear that he liked it with them and the other two felt the same. It worked in a way people would find unconventional. But it's their relationship and nobody else's business.

That conversation with her dad made her laugh instead of shake. Mostly because he decided to give a stern lecture to both boys about how he would not hesitate to send Max into the sides of their cars if they hurt her.

Similarly, Max also had a few things to say. Despite him and Kelly going public with their relationship, he still cared for her. A small part of him even knawed with jealousy at times.

Their love for each other felt so different. They openly expressed it and were always smiling around each other. Max had to do something amazing to get that kind of affection from Kelly. Or he had to do something for her first.

But it's all he knows. He'd never had affection modeled for him growing up. He'd seen more hurt then anything. And he can't help the part of himself that wants what they have.

~

"I'm getting worried about him." Says the female who is currently curled across the laps of her lovers.

"Pretty sure you're always worried about him." Lando smiles at her endearingly. His head is resing on Charles' chest and his fingers idly stroke through the females hair.

She hums in agreement. It's not unusual that she's worried about Max. But this felt different.

Three days ago, Max had made history. Yes everytime he was next to Kelly, the Dutch looked almost pained. Even at the after celebrations he tried to stay with the three of them and not Kelly who looked interested in chatting with other people.

"I believe Kelly is gone for a few days." Pipes Charles. He sets his phone down and cuddles closer to his two lovers. "We could see if he wants to go out with us."

"Wouldn't he be cheating on her then?"

"Realistically it could just be Max hanging out with friends. Plus what Kelly doesn't know won't kill her."

~

Max says yes. It shocks her that he does so. Max has always been loyal to a fault. Maybe he is in a worse situation then they thought.

They met at the restaurant. It wasn't anything high class and discreet enough that they would hopefully be able to eat in peace.

Max arrived fashionable late and looking mildly anxious.

"Sorry I'm late." He says while getting comfortable in his seat.

"No need to apologize." Reassures Charles. "Is everything alright?"

Max hesitates, his body going rigid like recalling a bad memory. "Kelly's trip got delayed and when I told her I had plans she tried to keep me home instead."

"She doesn't think your cheating or anything does she?" Lando almost whispers across the table. Eyes filled with concern.

"I don't think so? She's accused me of it a few times with y/n but not recently that I can remember."

The female, who's been fighting the urge to punch Kelly since she started dating Max, decides holding his hand is probably better then her words at the moment. He smiles at her in endearment and appreciation.

"Let's move to another topic, shall we?"

The rest of the dinner is spent conversing about nonsense. Nothing about racing or work just everything and nothing all mixed together.

Max is finally looking more relaxed. His phone forgotten in his pocket. His smile lighting up at silly stories and funny jokes. It's refreshing to see him like this and the female finds herself melting into the fact he looks so comfortable with them.

~

Three days after their dinner date, Max calls to ask if they'd be willing to come to his place for drinks. Which is how they find themselves standing in the doorway of Max's apartment almost dumbfounded.

There is hardly anything around that feels like Max. No redbull posters or racing themed items. No pictures of Max and Kelly together and nothing of Max with his family.

Even when Max is giving them a tour of the place, she spots a shelf that gives evidence this isn't a strangers place. A singular shelf. Again she's fighting the urge to rip all of Kelly's clothes to shreds.

"Mate, your apartment feels like it's a display case." Lando's nose scruntches up in confusion.

Max leads them over to the bar area and starts pouring drinks. His shoulders shrugging and the Brits comment. "Kelly says it's better for my focus if it's like this."

Charles must have caught the way she moved. Her body ready to throw all Kelly's personal belongings out the window. The Monegasque's hand on her thigh stops her from doing so. He shoots her a pointed look that says 'violence is not the answer'.

Joke on him. Violence is always the answer. She just needs to wait for the perfect opportunity to unleash her fury. Just like her sarcastic father and hard to faze mother taught her.

They spent the evening in relatively deep conversation. Not awkward, flowing and comfortable. Max was opening up about his. She knew majority of what happend in his youth but the things about Kelly are new. How Max talks like it's completely normal is beyond her.

~

They continued this dance for a few months. Waiting for Kelly to not be looking before showering the Dutch in affection. They didn't push anything, just tried to give Max the love he'd been missing and craving for so long.

She would say it was cheating. The three of them are simply being good friends and making sure Max is doing okay mentally. And physically.

Until they probably go a step to far. All of them buzzed with liquid courage. The tension from the last few months finally spilling over.

The intimate a passionate night brought then all together in ways she didn't know were possible. The way Max was tearing up at being taken care of for once made every piece of her melt.

They couldn't go back after this. Max had said so himself. He wanted to be done with Kelly but felt stuck.

They reassured him that whatever happened they would be waiting, ready with open arms.

~

A week after, Lando woke up to his phone buzzing at an ungodly hour in the morning. Her and Charles shot out of bed out the sound of Max's broken sob and the sound of something smashing in the background.

The car ride felt blurry. The anger rising in her chest making it hard to breathe. Lando's voice is swimming in her head as he tries to keep Max on the phone with him and keep him breathing.

When they get to Max's apartment, the door is unlocked. Charles swings it open to reveal Kelly angrily stomping around. The place is a mess and there is shattered glass covering majority of the floor.

Kelly stops over to the female and lands a finger in the center of her chest. "This is your fault. You made Max into a damn whore for you people."

"Pretty sure you're the whore. Aren't you the one who feels the need to keep yourself young by sleeping with people who are barely legal behind Max's back?" She spits.

Kelly's palm connects with her cheek. Her face stings but her knuckles are burning with fiery rage. She doesn't give Kelly time to recover. Her fist connects with her jaw and sends her reeling backwards.

She'd been so engrossed that she didn't realize the boys had pulled Max out of wherever he was hiding. Now in the saftey of Lando's arms. Charles is the one who ultimately pulls her away from the scene. Despite her fighting him at first to get another hit on Kelly in before they leave.

~

The next few days are filled with attempting to get Max's things, phone calls, and the ensuring PR circus. The legal things worked themselves out since technically it's his apartment and Max never layer a finger on Kelly. Furthermore, Kelly hit her first so she got away on the 'self defense' excuse.

Max had his stuff mixed in with theirs. She'd printed pictures of them all together and pinned them to the wall. His presences in the house is known.

As she stands in the doorway of their room, her three lovers curled up together, snoring peacefully, she knows it was always meant to be.

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Baby Boy Chapter 1 | Lando Norris

Summary: Milana Navratilova is the best friend of Victoria Verstappen, and is for lack of a better word, a minx. She can pull anyone into bed with her at any time. So when she attends the Austrian Grand Prix with Victoria, the drivers make for good bedfellows. Until she finds a man who makes her finally feel like herself. Her baby boy.

Warnings: smut, swearing, non-con kiss (will be a chapter warning for that one), OC is a w h o r e and i love her.

Milana Navratilova sauntered into the paddock of the Austrian Grand Prix, an impressed smile curved the ends of her maroon painted lips, the dark, seductive eyes of the woman flicked between each face she passed. Those same eyes lit up in adoration when they fell on the back of her friend whom she constantly referred to as a wife. With an extra skip in her step, she pranced toward the taller girl, approaching a group of three or four men who were facing her friend, and in turn, her as well.

“Hey baby girl.” Milana greeted in a husky voice, the long nails and slim hands slid around her target’s waist, holding her in place while the rest of her body rested comfortably against her back.

“BABE!” Victoria Verstappen squealed, her arms reaching over the grasp Milana had on her waist to pull her best friend into a hug. Victoria leant back, her hands sliding along Milana’s jaw to cup her face within both hands. The two leaned in at the same time, connecting their lips in a slow kiss. The gasps of the men who Victoria was conversing with was audible over the hustle and bustle of the paddock. The women parted, giggling as they did so, hands holding tightly onto one another.

“Vic, who’s this?” The heavily accented voice of Victoria’s brother, Max, was the first to break the tension.

“This is Milana, she’s my best friend. I told you my friend Lana was coming this weekend, remember?” Victoria introduced, smiling back at her friend multiple times during.

“Yeah, I guess I just thought she’d be more like, y’know, Ella or Josie.” Max mumbed, his face a light pink colour and a very readable expression of awkwardness on his face as he watched the beautiful woman wrapped up in his sister’s arms.

“So, less like a slut?” Milana suggested, a cheeky grin on her face as Max’s face instantly went into panic mode. “Calm down, sweet cheeks, I was kidding. Mostly.” Max blushed harder at the pet name the Czech woman had given him. It wasn’t anything awfully special but falling off those lips, it sounded like heaven.

“So, uh, your name is Milana?” A French voice sounded next, cutting the awkward silence that Max had left hanging.

“That’s right, mon cherie, Milana Navratilova, ready and willing.” She added the last word with a wink and a smirk curled the right side of her dark lips at the flustered expression on the man’s face.

“Charles Leclerc, it’s a pleasure to meet you, petit friponne.” The Monegasque answered with an equally suggestive response, and from the flicker of recognition within her dark eyes, he could tell she understood the phrase he spoke.

“And you two?” Milana turned to the remaining men, there were two of them, one rather tall and the other shorter, though still a good six inches taller than herself.

“I’m George, and this is Lando.” The tall Brit could already tell that his younger friend would have trouble saying his own name in front of the woman that had completely enraptured him.

“George, aren’t you a darling. And Lando, I hate to be rather forward, but you are the most gorgeous man I have ever laid eyes on.” Milana’s voice got huskier as her sentence trailed off, her eyes taking in every detail of the young driver’s physique. The way his shoulders were pulled back and taught despite his nervousness, she could tell he was muscular beneath the white polo. As his breath caught in his throat and his body tensed, Milana could see the muscles of his arms bulging against the sleeves of said polo, the material digging into his skin due to being put under so much pressure. The tanned skin that was visible from the short sleeve allowed her to also trace the visible veins that ran down his forearms with her eyes, her mouth going dry as she imagined those veins bulging as he struggled against restraints around his wrists.

All of a sudden, a Cheshire cat-like grin spread across Milana’s lips as she turned back around to Victoria, who had been staring at her friend with amusement. The other three men stared incredulously at the short woman, who had called Lando the most gorgeous man she had seen, even after meeting George and Charles. None of them could believe the scene that was unfolding before them.

“As lovely as this has been boys, I think I need to get this hot piece of ass back to our hotel room before she starts trying to pull you three into our bed.” Victoria explained, her hand briefly coming down to smack the aforementioned ass, and she cackled with laughter as she walked away from the boys, all of whom looked like they just left Disneyworld,

“Gonna point out the obvious here boys, but she is hot.” Max growled, his eyes following the way the tight skirt hygge the curve of her ass with the swaying of the Czech’s hips. The other three nodded, entranced in a very similar fashion to their colleague.

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A Monégasque Story (Part 3) - Charles Leclerc

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5

Summary of the series - Y/n is Charles' best friend little sister. They grew up together but haven't seen each other's for years. Their relationship seems to take a different turn when Charles stay at her's and her brother's.

Warning - Both Y/n's and Charles' POV, Fem reader, Both Charles and Y/n speaking French (translated) tension, tooth rotting fluff, three years age gap, mature content, 18+, brother's best friend, friends to lovers, she felt first he felt harder...

Disclaimer: I'm French and my English is NOT perfect ⚠️ Please don't stole or repost my stories on any other sites. Btw reblogs are more then welcomed.

I blink lightly, dazzled by the light passing through my eye-lids, disturbing my sleep. I stir, fluttering my gaze around, taking in my surrounding.

My sleepy state swiftly fading away as the first thing my gaze fall on is the ocean. Last night events coming back to me rather quickly.

I fell Charles' chest rising and falling under me, his steady breath against my hair.

I lay my hand on his abdomen, hard under my finger tips, as I attempt to softly lift my myself up to look at him.

He's sleeping soundly, legs tangled up with my mine, arms still curled up around me.

I silence the butterflies throwing a party in my stomach, focusing on the fact that Raphael could come up here any minutes now.

"Charles ?" I call in a whisper, brushing my hand up and down his arms, bringing together all the delicacy I own not to startle him awake.

He start shifting, the hand on my waist gripping me tighter and his legs rubbing against my tights.

"Charles !" I repeat slightly louder making him stir even more, slowly opening his eyes. His brows furrowing as his face form into a frown.

He scan around seemingly a bit disoriented, before his eyes land on me.

"Good morning grumpy face" I smile, passing my finger between his brow easing up his slight frown, making him smile.

"Bonjour" he let out in a deep morning voice. His smile slowly switching places with a blush as he take note of our little cuddle session.

He clear his throat letting go of his grip on my waist, sitting upright.

"How late do you think it is ?" he question as I untangled my legs from his, adjusting my clothes.

"Don't know, toward 8 maybe. Do you want some coffee ?" The deck already hot under my feet as I stand up and push the sliding doors open.

"Yes please !" he stretch his arms out, and I quickly look away focussing on my task.

I take three mugs out of the cabinets, and try to start the coffee machine without success. I verify that it's not missing water in the tray, but everything looks fine.

"You need help ?" Charles says behind me. He doesn't wait for me to answer and I fell his chest against my back as he start the machine.

I breath out, slightly flushed. Ok so I guess we're touchy all the time now.

"It was that easy ?" I laugh, watching the coffee drop in the mug.

"It's easier when you press the right button." Charles says cheekily as I turn around in his arms to face him.

"Bonjour" My brother cheers coming up the stairs, making Charles immediately move away from me.

I try to contain my smile at his reaction. what a chicken.

"Salut Raph." (Hi) I great, extending a coffee mug toward him.

......

Not wanting to waste such a pretty weather, we decided to spend the day on the boat.

And let be honest, we have nothing better to do.

I immediately called Gisele telling her to come hang with us, while Charles called Joris, Riccardo & Marta.

Gisele started asking hundred and more questions. She's always up for the tea.

It's been so long since I saw them all together, I'm super excited.

When we came back to the shore,

Raphael took a trip to a bakery not to far from the marina to get us some croissants and pains au chocolat, as we waited for the others to arrive.

I'm at the bathroom door practically in the hallway, trying to put enough distance between me and the mirror as I arrange my hair a little.

The mirror is placed a bit to law, making it hard for me to see myself standing closer.

I'm still in the clothes Charles gave to me yesterday since I don't have anything to change in.

"Are you going to swim in underwear" Charles says as he emerge from his bedroom that he got changed into.

I let my eyes linger on his muscles a second before looking back up at him. This man is a sight to see.

"You wish !" I answer in a chuckled, "I asked Gisele to take a swimsuit for me."

He nod "That's sad, would of had a nice view today" He says with a teasing tone.

"Yeah, plus my underwear were matching red ones ! But don't worry you're still going to have a nice view." I blurted out confidently, not thinking to much about the words getting out of my mouth.

The self questioning arriving only as I observe Charles being lost for words, with crimson cheeks.

"Il y'a quelqu'un ?" (Is someone there?) Marta's voice rang from upstairs. Saved by the bell.

"Downstairs" I shout back, "We're coming" i say starting to make my way up the stairs.

I see Ricardo first, "Hi, it's been so long" I say embracing him in a hug.

"How are you doing ?" He say squeezing me one last time before pulling away.

"Great, great ! Happy to be on summer break." I say happily, returning the question.

I see Joris arrive and I immediately make my way to him.

He catch me in his arms, pulling me against him.

We've seen each other's last week but I still missed him.

Joris and I have gotten closer for the past four years. He's been with me through a lot and his friendship as been so precious to me.

"It's been a while" I say kissing his cheek. He let out a laugh before losing his grip around me.

Charles look at us with an expression I cannot decipher for a short instant, before starting to great everyone.

........

When Gisele and Raphael arrive back on the boat, Charles meet Gisele and it's like they have known each other's forever.

The girls and I make our way downstairs to my temporary bedroom.

I change into the pink swimsuit Gisele got me, it's a little tight since she's more petite than me, but it's still pretty fitting.

"So you got some stuff to tell me. How is it going with Charles ?" Gisele ask, ready to gossip as she put some sunscreen on.

"Well, great I think ? He's a tease but that's not new." I chuckled while they look at me knowingly.

Marta put the cutest little swimsuit on baby Chiara, making my heart melt.

"And are you more on the « i missed my friend » or the « my crush is back » side" Marta ask.

I think about it for a second before answering "The « I missed my friend » side."

They turn to look at me, surprised by my answer.

"Oh yeah ?" Gisele let out confused.

"I'm not going to lie saying I'm not attracted to him anymore, but I don't want a relationship with him. I know he wouldn't give me what I need and vice versa " I say honestly.

Charles is incredible, he's such a good friend and a good person but I want serious and from what I saw he's not ready for that.

Marta nod knowing exactly what I'm talking about. "That's sucks" she says putting a little hat on baby C.

I shook my head "No it doesn't. I have a long summer break ahead of me and I intend to make the best of it"

"Ah ok we're in that mood !" She laugh. I nod with a sheepish grin.

I put a wide white shirt on, put some sunscreen and we make our way back upstairs.

Once Charles find a good spot, he stop the boat.

"Who want to go for a swim ?" Joris say, taking his shirt off, quickly joined by Raphael.

"I want to !" Gisele let out exited "it's too hot up here"

"Anyone else ?" Joris ask, I shook my head, the other doing the same.

"Have fun" I tell him, making him smile.

I walk to the deck table, taking a sit in front of Marta and baby C. "You look so adorable in that little outfit Chiara"

I say in aww.

She extend her arms toward me "do you want to go with auntie Y/n ?" Marta ask her, already knowing the answer.

I take her in my arms giving her a big hug before sitting her on my lap.

I spot Charles making his way to us from the corner of my eyes. He sit down beside me, joined by Riccardo.

The table is quickly filled with conversation, catching up and interrogatories. Letting little to none space for silence during the next 30 minutes.

The discussion take a turn when suddenly everyone became really interested with sharing past relationships experiences.

Marta and Riccardo tell us about their relationship and the one they add before, and surprisingly I learn a lot.

"Yeah let just say that my last tries weren't productive" Charles say laughing it out.

"C'est le moins qu'on puisse dire" (it's an understatement) Marta mutter under her breath.

"I heard that " Charles says making it seem like he was hurt by the comment.

"And you Y/n ? how is it going ?" Riccardo ask me curiously. He already know a big part of my drama of a love life but it's been a while since he had an update.

Growing up I always thought Raphael friends wouldn't be more for me than my big brother's friends, but the thing is that they are my family now. They are always there when you need them and they play such an important part in my life.

I smile at him "Well this is getting good honestly, I don't have anyone at the moment and it fells great. I really want to enjoy this summer break and meet new people and yeah enjoy" I say taking a bit of my croissant.

Riccardo laugh out loud, understanding what I mean "oh we're in that mood" he says with a pointed look.

"You and Marta are the same, you should marry each other." I tease turning to look at Charles who was weirdly silent for the past 5 minutes.

He was already looking at me intently, with a perplexed expression.

I get up and take my white shirt off, wish left me in my pink swimsuit.

" I'm going for a swim" I informed them, putting my stuff on the seat and putting my cap on.

Charles is looking at my me the all time, his eyes going back and forth between my face and my body, staying a bit longer on my breast.

I sway my hips a little while walking away, knowing I had Charles' attention. The fact that I won't be with him doesn't mean I cannot tease him. And since he seem to appreciate my body I'm doing him a favour.

....

We took the time to eat lunch then hang around talking around coffee and tea and swim a little more till 3pm. Then someone got the idea to go out take some drinks tonight so we got home and started to get ready.

After getting dressed, I make my way back to the now empty bathroom so I can put some perfume and my hearings on. And like every single time, I struggle with finding the holes. Im honestly starting to think that they're closing and Im remaking them every time.

Felling eyes on me I look up, just to again cross a soft blueish pair in the reflection.

"You look beautiful" he mutter gazing at my outfit. "And you look handsome" I tell him, blushing at his comment. and it was true. What he was wearing was so simple and yet he managed to look absolutely breath taking in it.

"Are you two ready to go?" my brother ask, entering the bathroom. Charles and I look away from each other, our attention shifting on Raphael.

"Yeah, I think so, just need to put some shoes on and grab my bag."

........

Charles' POV

I try to be attentive at what Raphael talking about but I'm a bit too caught up in my head. I catch a silhouette in the corner of my eyes so I look up only to see her at the bar, watching people dance while smiling to herself. She's so cute I can't.

I put my drink down, getting ready to get up and ask her to dance with me, but when I look up I see this guy walking toward her. I watch attentively the scene as they began to talk, a smile appear on her face, she take his hand and pull him with her toward the crowd.

I can see them from where I am, dancing and laughing. I can't help but fell a pang of jealousy.

I excuse myself and get up, I push pass the crowd, I exile deeply and nervously put my hand on her shoulder trying to catch her attention, she look up at me smiling sweetly. "Hey Charles." she chuckle tipsily.

I smile at her and push her hair who seem to have flied everywhere away from her face. I look back at the guy, extending my hand toward him "Im Charles." i say introducing myself.

He shake my hand "Ryan. Nice to meet you."

"Well thank for taking good care of her. You don't mind if I steal this beauty from you ?" He nod, "Sure, thanks for the dance Y/n, I had a good time." He say looking back at her. She smile at him, "Course, it was really fun! Thank you for asking me." Ryan smile back and walk away.

She look back at me with a smile and put her hands on the nape of my neck and began to play with my hair. I let out a shaky breath at the small touch. "Do you want to dance with me ?" I say trying to sound confident. She nod and get closer to me, to the points where her chest is against mine. God, what is she doing to me.

I look down between us as I put my hand on her waist, carefully caressing her skin with my thumb not trying to overstep. The sound of her voice make me look up "I'm really glad that you're here." I try to contain my smile but I can't help but smile like an idiot at her statement.

"I really am too." I say happily. We laughed, founding it impossible to stay serious. I take her by surprise when I make her spin. Her smile gets bigger and she laugh uncontrollably.

God I love hearing her laugh, it's literally the best sound ever.

Her eyes are shining like crazy, and she can't stop smiling, never can I. She's so pretty.

After a while we get back to our table where Raph and our friends are now siting. I see Y/n suddenly quickening her path to Joris arms. I watch them carefully trying to understand what type of relationship they have. But the more I observe them the more it gave me nausea.

She squeeze him tightly, and tell him something whispering in his ear. She pull away and I watch them catch up happily as if no one was there. It piss me off, more than I let it seem.

Joris is my best friend and I love him more than anything, but from the minute he put his hands on Y/n, I can't control the hate growing in me for him.

The hate increasing at the fact that he never told me they were still talking and seing each other's.

After some minutes, She take back her place beside me. I get her closer to me, putting my arms around her lightly brushing my fingers on her waist. Wanting to feel her close.

She make eyes contact with me, surprise by my action. She put her hand on my neck getting closer to my ear. I fell her soft breath hit my cheek as she whisper "Are you having a good time ?"

I squeeze her tighter as I answer "Yeah really good, You ?" She nod and smile sweetly at me. My breath hitched when she caress my neck, lingering on my jawline a last time before dropping her hand back on her lap.

To be continued…

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