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“Well... whip it out, Verstappen. Let’s go,” Charles said, smirking at him.
Max hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his stretchy shorts and pushed them to the floor, taking his boxers with them. He could feel Charles’ eyes burning into his skin like somebody was holding a lighter to his flesh and willed himself not to blush.
This was fine; everything was fine.
He had his cock out on a Wednesday night in Singapore, but everything was fine.
OR: After a hook-up gone wrong, Charles asks Max to critique his blow-job skills. Neither of them expected to fall in love on their knees, but reality can be... hard to swallow. (The friends with benefits to lovers fic that has haunted me for months.)
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Max really regretted not taking his lunch break earlier. Or sending Lando at twelve, so it would have been his turn now. Then he wouldn’t have had to deal with seeing his childhood rival again, whom he loathed and hated like the pest, but also found really pretty and funny back in the day, or with the emotions that set free in him.
Or with the fact that Charles didn’t even seem to know who he was anymore…
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“No, I am sure it is him.” The first man insisted, the grip around Max’s shoulder tightening painfully as he was heaved forward and onto his knees. “I have seen him before.”
Max’s whole body slumped in, his eyes falling shut. They refused to open again, every breath a strain on his lungs.
There was a hand seizing him by the back of the hated steel collar around his neck, ripping on it so his head was tilted upwards, calloused fingers gripping his chin. The small pain the rough treatment caused was nothing compared to the one in the rest of his body, Max barely felt it.
“It is him. Max Emilian Verstappen.”
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Or Max is the evil knight haunting the lands of Europe during the dark ages, but when he's caught and presented to the young Prince of Ferrari, Charles figures he might not actually be that bad
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- Part 2 of Medieval F1 (Fic&Oneshots)
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Charles Leclerc bought Red Bull for one reason only: to possess the most prized jewel in his crown.
Max Verstappen thought he had just found a new sponsor; what he didn't know was that he was signing his surrender to a man who doesn't take "no" for an answer.
Because amidst suffocating luxury and protection bordering on madness, Max will discover that the price of his freedom is becoming the object of Formula 1's most dangerous obsession.
"Look at me, Max. Your father used you to win, but I... I'm going to use you for my pleasure."
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40,897 Works in Formula 1 RPF. Include. Relationships.
Charles Leclerc/Max Verstappen (5465).
Anal Sex (486).
486 times.
486 times people had written about Max fucking him.
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Or : At 25, Charles discovers fanfictions, the 5,167 lestappen fics and the inappropriate way his heart tightens whenever Max touches him. It’s a problem, and inevitably, it has to become Max’s problem too.