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“You shouldn’t kneel, of course,” Charles reiterates, voice as soft as his palm. “Would you like to sit, though?”
“Sit?” Max repeats, eyebrows drawn.
“Right here,” Charles explains, tapping his shoe against the floor.
“At- at your feet?”
when everything gets too intense for max, charles is there. and if everything gets too intense for charles? well, then they need to talk.
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- Part 16 of lestappen sundays (fic collection)
- Part 4 of settling in (connected stories)
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Now with the Spanish Grand Prix behind Max; his penalty ranted about, dissected and eventually tossed aside as something far more desirable came rolling in. A break, and a much needed one at that.
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Daniel’s mouth ran dry. Max, his Mad Max, was a virgin. He desperately wished he could ignore the rush of heat that sent flooding through him. “Fuck…Max…” Daniel said in a breathy tone, trying and failing to stop the words that came out of his mouth as he began speaking in a quiet conspiratorial voice, “look, I’ve, um, I’ve fucked about a bit with guys before, if…if you wanted, I could…we could, as friends, obviously,” he stuttered out, hoping Max would skip over the vagueness of his first words, of his unwillingness to ever think too hard or too long on his sexuality to put a label on it, before shaking his head, “look, I’m making a mess of this, but I think you know what I’m offering, If…if you’re interested, you know what hotel room I’m in. Come by tomorrow night.” It was a proposition. A simple proposition. Max didn’t have to take him up on it, after all.
Max gave him a considering look, more than he’d even expected from the Dutch teen, before nodding softly, “I’ll think about it,” he said, before giving a snort, “not like I’m flooded with offers anyway.”
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Charles and Max, fierce rivals for years, share a drunken night that blurs the line between them. Days later, Charles suggests a reckless arrangement, and Max agrees, driven by his growing, unrequited love. Their secret is further complicated by the fact they both have girlfriends, entangling them in a web of guilt and forbidden emotions.
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Max took a double-take, he looked familiar—like the guy in the blurry photos that…
Charles Leclerc, head of the Monégasque mafia.
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Lestappen Mafia/Interpol AU
Hi, please note the tags (they will change), as there will not be trigger warnings
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This is a series of lestappen one shots.
English is not my first language so if there are any mistakes forgive me.
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- Part 1 of Lestappen one shots
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“You’re doing wonderfully, so well,” Charles carries on, speaking as good an outlet for the chaos in his chest as anything else. Readjusting his hand to lay over the base of Max’s throat and collarbones, he pushes down gently, just as they agreed, and Max sinks a little deeper into the bed.
A sweet little oh falls from Max’s lips, and he sighs, eyes flicking around before they manage to focus on Charles.
“Jesus,” Charles breathes, “Max, god.”
it's not always easy to be max's race engineer, especially not after everything that transpired between them.
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- Part 13 of lestappen sundays (fic collection)
- Part 3 of settling in (connected stories)
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Max exhaled through his nose, slow and controlled, “Let’s get to the point. Why are you here, Leclerc?”
Charles didn’t answer right away. Instead, he shifted again, the soft fabric of his sweater catching the light as he leaned forward. His lips curved into a smile that was almost shy—almost, but not quite, “Ferrari doesn’t know how to handle its assets anymore,” he said finally, his tone light. “They’ve grown… careless.”
“Careless,” Max repeated, though his tone was anything but.
“They’ve forgotten my worth,” Charles said, his voice lilting slightly, as though the words didn’t sting as much as they clearly did. His gaze flicked to his gold watch, the movement brief, deliberate. “And I don’t like being taken for granted.”
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- Part 1 of Syndicate
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And then the sweetest little word falls from Max’s lips, dripping honey and mountain-lake quiet, and Charles might come even with his eyes closed.
“Please,” Max whispers, body tensing so tight he’s almost vibrating with it, as if saying it cost him more than Charles could ever imagine. Breath stutters in Charles’ chest, coming out staccato to brush over the thin, pink skin of Max’s throat. Max shudders, head tilting further back.
“Baby,” Charles says, satiny soft and barely audible, his hand running down Max’s side to grip possessively at his waist. He takes another chance. “Want me to fuck you, yes? Want me to put my cock in you, feel how deep it goes?”
about the first night, which max kind of wishes he could forget, and the second night, which neither will ever, ever forget.
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- Part 11 of lestappen sundays (fic collection)
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Alex knows the perfect way to help get Max out of his head after the frustrations of the weekend
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“You said, on Sunday,” Charles says slowly. Max leans in. ”You said that you needed me to be careful with you.”
“That I trusted you to be careful with me, yes,” Max agrees. Charles nods jerkily.
“Yes, that,” he carries on. “Then, can you promise me you’ll be careful with this, with me, in exchange?”
Where figuring things out patiently may just send Max into a panic before it sends him down deep.
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- Part 10 of lestappen sundays (fic collection)
- Part 2 of settling in (connected stories)
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Max had spent enough time in Charles' orbit, they were rivals after all. The need to out perform one another was an intense feeling fueled by cars, money and glory. But Max was always a few steps ahead of Charles, always better, and that simply couldn't stay the case in every way. The one way Charles had the upper hand was behind closed doors, in privacy where the four time world champion was nothing more than a dog to the fellow racer. Collared, leashed and eager to obey.
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This was no way a four time world champion should be seen. On his knees, blue eyes gazed at the man seated in front of him. He knew a long time ago that Charles was a kinky motherfucker, he knew that his long time rival had a lick of darkness that ran through him.
Everyone thought that he was the dear Prince of Ferrari. The predestined one, the one who would drive the team to new heights. Been a couple of years now and that hadn't happened. While Max wasn't the only one who plucked wins out of Charles' race after race - Max was the only one who Charles could take out all that aggression out on.
Because if Charles was a kinky motherfucker hellbent on punishment, then Max was the only who happily took it.
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It's the beginning of the year and team meetings could not get more boring than this... Until Checo's brat of a partner decides otherwise.
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Set after the 2024 Vegas GP. Charles is furious. Max is the world champion. Max can't go without their race debrief.
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Lewis, with his dark eyes gleaming mischievously, had that look in his eyes- the one that always made Max's heart race and his face burn red.
The sharpness of the contrast between them was undeniable; Lewis, composed and confident, Max being the complete opposite, wide-eyed, uncertain under his piercing gaze.
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Some fluff with dom Lewis because these fics are lacking criminally, not even saying anything about this ship.
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Should I Let Him Off With A Warning? by Quill_and_Coin
Fandoms: Hatchetfield Series - Team StarKid
18 Sep 2024
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Max has always been a curious guy. He's experimented with lots of things, but after a date fell through and he's left with a remote control butt plug vibrator... He might be a bit too curious. Hopefully he doesn't lose the remote while wearing it at school.
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Maldita sea, ¿por qué los coches deportivos son tan pequeños?
Max está muy celoso, su orgullo fue herido al no solucionar el problema que tuvieron y que fue ocasionado por su terquedad. Checo está enojado, debieron traerse la camioneta en vez del Honda Coupé.
Dos tontos lujuriosos, un coche y una carretera. -
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Max’s posture crumbled, the fire in his eyes dimming as he realised what he’d done. “I..I was drunk, okay? I wasn’t thinking.”
“Exactly,” Hamda snapped, her frustration finally bubbling over. “You never think, Max.”
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- English
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- 1,544
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- 1/1
- Kudos:
- 8
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Part 2 of Champion’s Gift: It’s now Max’s turn to reward Lewis for his 7 WDCs.
After agreeing to move in with each other, Max and Lewis finalized a dom/sub contract. There were 3 conditions that both parties agreed to.
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- Part 2 of Fit for a Champion
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Precious things are breakable in the wrong hands. by LaurawritingF1
Fandoms: Formula 1 RPF
05 Apr 2024
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Max has had less than positive experiences with Doms in the past so Charles decides to step in and show Max how a Dom should really treat their sub.
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- Part 85 of Lestappen stories