Snippet about Max being horny in Spa. I have no excuse. Its not part of any fic, just... needed to get it out of my brain
It has not happened in so long that Max almost forgotten what it is like. Sharing the podium with Charles. The visceral need to get the ceremonies over as soon as possible while trying to prolong every moment, let the anticipation build. Tonight, Charles is going to be his again, finally.
For the last few turns he has been fantasising about having the opportunity to drench Charles inside and out. Touching his body for everyone to see, digging his fingers into his side, pulling him close. Showing everyone who Charles's belong to first and then later showing Charles who he belongs to, who he always belonged to. Sinking into him, Charles's soft insides yielding to him, hugging him and Charles delirious to the point of being soft and open and perfect.
They get out of the cars and he's so lost in his fantasy Charles escapes him for 2 minutes, but soon they are side by side. Talking and listening and ignoring the world around them just as it should be.
Max can think of nothing else, while in the driver's room, some old men are gawking at them and Kimi is trying to interrupt the riveting conversation sparkling between Max and his beautiful menace trying to look innocent, even though Max knows how full of sin he is. It's incomprehensible to Max how everyone can look at those lips and not immediately think of creatures seducing men to debauchery, but that's probably just him.
And then finally and all too soon they are on the podium. Charles always looks so fuckable soaked in the champagne or maybe it's just the conditioning Max has around their shared podiums, what it means for him and how they will spend the night.
The only thing ruining this is the teenager between them, preventing Max from pulling the small waist into his side, mingling their body heats, breathing in Charles's scent. But then the photos are done and they get back into the paddock and it's just the meetings remaining.
"Tonight?" he asks, trying to hide the hunger inside him.
"Yes," Charles breaths out, trembling a little. They both want it so bad.
It has been so long, too long and Charles only let's Max fuck him if they are together on the podium. Max is going to ruin him tonight over and over again and do everything in his power to convince Charles, to let go of this stupid rule. Maybe not let him come until he promises Max can do this to him every race, every week, every night and sometimes in the morning.
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