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max verstappen x charles leclerc

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Warnings : ANGST, swearing, alcohol, mention of break up, depression, mentions of suicide, mention of smut

song: I love you, I'm sorry ~ Gracie Abrams

a/n: i know it's been months since i last posted a fanfic and i am truly sorry about it. love u all (hope we get to 200 followers soon). Yes I sneaked some lyrics in here. Likes, reblogs and comments are always appreciated!!!

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Charles' POV

I was on my boat in the Monaco harbour with a glass of a drink wich i didn't remember the name of in my hand. The last few weeks complitely destroyed me. Failed races, shitty strategies, Ferrari's mistakes and my break up with Max.

Yes the fans are right, Max and I dated and it lasted for a few years, since 2021 but things took another turn when I got my first home race win. One girl that I knew from Monaco invited me to eat something together out of pure friendship. I assured Max that it wasn't a date but he didn't want to believe me.

He accused me of cheating and we ended things after a bad fight. The day after, he was gone. All of his things were gone from my place and the house felt empty just like my heart.

Wich brings us back to me, on my boat, watching the sun set while drinking. I looked up and saw a plane flying in the sky. Who knows where it's heading, I thought. What I didn't know, was that on that plane, there was someone that I knew really well.

Max's POV

I was looking out of the plane window, the emotions of my break up with Charles were still fresh in my mind. The sight of the other happy couples next to me made me feel sick. Why couldn't I feel all of this? Why did I push my true love away? I put on my headphones and watched a movie to distract myself from the golden eyes that had control over my heart.

I looked at my phone and texted Daniel to tell him that I'll reach Australia at nearly 4am. I drifted off on the plane wondering what could've happened if I didn't break up with Charles.

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I reached Daniel's house in the middle of the night and he greeted me with one of his bright smiles. "Hey mate! How ya doing?"

"Hey Daniel. I'm doing kinda good. You?"

He shrugged "Like always...Miss racing a bit but I'm happy here."

He guided me to the guest room. Daniel went back to sleep but I couldn't bring myself to close my eyes. My mind started to wonder as I started at the ceeling. I wished I was in Charles' bed in Monaco now, cuddling or doing more pleasant things.

I loved how he used to call me 'his champ' after I got a podium and how he rewarded me. I missed being inside of him. I felt my pants getting tighter and the memory but I ignored it. No one could get me off like Charles did.

Charles' POV

I leaned over my boat's railing contemplating to or not to jump. After all I had nothing left. Ferrari was doing shit, I'll never get a championship, the fans of other teams hated me and Max had left me.

He was my everything, my lover, my soulmate, the loss of my life. I had let him slip out of my grip. I didn't even fight to make him stay. That's why i started to get bad results in races but i hope that summer brak will help me.

I took my phone and called Carlos, my teammate, needing some advice.

"Hola Charles. How are you mate?"

"Hi Carlos. Can I talk to you? I'm not feeling really good."

"What's wrong? Is it still about Max?" Carlos asked, a hint of concern in his voice.

"Yeah....I just can't get over him Carlos. I still love him! But he clearly has moved on."

"I'm sorry for you mate, you always seemed so happy at races. I thought you had moved on."

"Well y'know...I tend to laugh whenever I'm sad so when i stare at the crash it actually works."

"I don't know what to say mate...you should talk to him. I think he misses you too I mean have you seen his results? Even Lando is doing better than him." Carlos said trying to make me feel better.

"Yeah...maybe I'll do it."

Max's POV

I woke up the next morning feeling like shit. I needed Charles back, now. I packed my bags, apologised to Daniel for not even staying one day but he told me that it was okay. He knew how much I missed Charles and he really wanted us to get back together. He proposed me to fly with his jet. When I reached Nice, I drove to Monaco as quick as possible. I knocked at Charles' appartment door and when I didn't have an answer, I guessed that he was on his boat.

I rushed to the harbour and that's when I saw him. He was standing there, shirtless with bags under his eyes. His body was sweaty and glistening under the sun. He looked like a vision from heaven. His brown hair were messed up and his eyes widened when he saw me.

God I loved him.

I walked over to him. "Hi"

Charles' POV

I turned around and saw Max. He was standing there with his perfect face and perfect hair. I was a mess compared to him.

"Hi" I answered.

We stood there awkwardly before Max spoke up.

"I....Are you going somewhere?" he asked pointing to my boat.

"Yeah I was going out for a swim."

He nodded

"You can come too if you want" I said immediately regretting it. He was probably going to say no. God why was I so nervous?

About one hour later, I was sitting on the edge of my boat with my feet over the water.

Max's POV

I sighed while looking at Charles' back facing me. I wanted to reach out to him, to talk to him, to hold him but I couldn't. Not after all I did to him.

After a while, I finally gathered my courage and sat down next to him. I waited a few seconds before speaking.

"The view is nice"

Charles hummed before doing something that caught me off guard. He leaned his head on my shoulder. HIS FUCKING HEAD ON MY SHOULDER! A small smile made it's way on my face. I wrapped an arm around his shoulder and looked down at him to find his big golden eyes already starring into mine.

"Hi" I whispered.

He smiled sweetly up at me and that made my brain short-circuit. I leaned down slowly and brought my lips to his soft ones feeling alive after many months spent away from him.

Charles' POV

My eyes widened when Max kissed me. Does he still love me? All my doubts vanished when his tongue ran along my bottom lip. I melted onto him closing my eyes and opening my mouth for his tongue.

Max smirked as he pulled back pleased to have taken a reaction out of me. I looked up at him admiring the sight of his lightly pink cheeks. He looked angelic. Wait....Max didn't love me anymore....That's why he broke up with me...Right?

I pushed him away and got up putting distance between us.

"Charles?" Max called out with a frown.

"Fuck off Max! I know that you're playing with me!"

Max's POV

I looked at Charles with wide eyes. "What? No I'm not playing with you!"

"Really? Because from what i remember you broke up with me without any reason!"

"I never wanted to hurt you Charles"

I reached out tentatively to cup Charles' cheek.

"Leave me Max! I used to say you were the best? Well you were the worst! As sick as it sounds I loved you first!" He yelled.

"I was a dick it is what it is a habit to kick the age old curse. I don't know why I did it. It haunts me Charles. I never wanted to hurt you. I was just jealous that you spent time with Alexandra. I was such an idiot for leaving you I'm sorry."

"I love you Max"

I reached out and hugged him holding him tightly against my body. I kissed his temple gently before whispering.

"I love you, I'm sorry"

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MY BOY ONLY BREAKS HIS FAVOURITE TOYS (MV1) part2!

piastri!reader x max verstappen

part 1

series name: the tortured poets department song: my boy only breaks his favourite toys ~ Taylor Swift

Warnings: SMUT!, pnv, bit of angst, panick attack (kinda), wounds, blood, max (yes he's a warning), vomit mention, that's all i think

A/n: PART TWO IS FINALLY OUT (sorry for the wait) this is the first smut fic that i wrote but it's kinda good i'm impressed well...hope you like this part too love you guysss!!!<3

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you and max didn't talk for the rest of the week and your holidays were soon coming to an end. to celebrate the last night, you all decided to go clubbing. you were sitting at the vip lounge between lando and george and you were exaching the recent gossip.

you told them about what happened with max, how your feelings developed and how you were surelly falling for him. they didn't seem shocked at the news, lando even had a small smirk on his face.

"i swear everyone knew it except you" he said chuckling

"you have to tell him! he loves you too" added george enthusiastic

"george anyone with eyes can see that he doesn't. come on he hates me everyone knows it!" you answered not believing him

"okay sure" he answered

you took a sip of your drink and looked at the dancefloor where max was dancing with another girl. you shot them a glare crearly jealous of the girl. but when you saw them kiss, you immediately ran to the bathroom entering a stall and throwing up. you loved max and you hated yourself for it.

in your hurry to the bathroom, you had forgot about the drink in your hands and when you stumbled into the stall, the drink broke on the floor. as your hands held you up resting on the floor, you could feel every inch of the glass break into your sking and blood started to get out of your wounds.

as you cried on the floor, the door burst open and you felt strong arms wrapping around you. You got up to look at who was holding you. the first thing you saw were max's big blue eyes full of concern. He took your hands in his examining the cuts. "I’m bringing you back home." He said wrapping his arm around your shoulders and getting out of the bathroomwith you. "Max what’s wrong?…who the fuck is she?!" the girl he was dancing with before asked. "Fuck off" he answered coldly pushing her away. He walked you out of the club and into his car. 

When he got into the driver’s seat, he finally looked at you. You were a shaking mess. Tears stained your cheeks and the blood from your hands recovered your dress. "What happened?" He asked in a gentle tone that you never heard coming out from max’s mouth. You shook your head as no. You couldn’t tell him that it was because he kissed the other girl. 

He drove the both of you back to the house. You immediately got into your room to take a look at your hands. Dry blood recovered them and you could see pieces of broken glass coming out of your skin. You got into the bathroom and took the first aid kit when someone entered the bathroom. It was max. "D’you need help?" He asked and you nodded. As much as you wanted him far from you, your hands hurt too much to do it yourself. 

He took the oxygenated water and began to clean your wounds. You bit your lower lip cause of the pain. He then gently took out the peaces of glass from your hand and cleaned them before wrapping a bandage around it. He then looked up at you. You smiled at him and muttered a small "thank you" before kissing his cheek and going back into your room. If you would’ve stayed longer, you would’ve saw how max’s cheeks reddened after your kiss. 

He walked back into your room while you were looking into your cupboard to change your blood stained dress. He came to stand behind you and you could feel the heat radiating from his chest into your back. Your heart skipped and beat and you sucked in a deep breath before turning around to face him. His gaze met yours and you felt your legs becoming weak. You could cum just by him looking at you it’s pathetic you think. 

But your heart made its final beat when his gaze traveled to your lips. You let your gaze flicker to his lips too and when he realised it, he immediately slamed his lips into yours and your back collided with the cupboard’s door. You moaned into his mouth and he groaned in response tangling his hand into your hair. He walked the both of you to your bed and when the back of his knees hit it, he sat down pulling you onto his lap straddling him. His hands immediately found their way to the hem of your dress pulling it up just above your hipbone to grab your ass firmly. 

As you continue kissing, max tongue intertwined with yours into your mouth and you started to grind against him. He groaned into the kiss and pulled back. "You can’t do that to me it’s a crime." He mumbled in a low rough voice. He flipped the both of you over so that he was hovering over you on your bed.

He started to kiss your neck and jaw and sucking at the skin on your collarbone before gliding his tongue over it to ease the pain. His hands traveled on your body until they reached the hem of your dress. He tugged at it before taking it off of you and throwing it on the floor. He took his time to admire your soft curves before tossing his shirt on the floor. He looked at your now exposed chest and you tried to hide it with your hands feeling embarrassed. Max took your hands away and pinned them on both sides of your head. "Don’t hide from me darling." He moved his head down to your breasts and licked one of them. He started to play with your nipple sucking and licking it. He sometimes bit it but not harsh so that you won’t feel pain. You moaned his name and your chest moved up and down from your quick breathing.  

He moved his mouth and latched it to your other nipple giving it the same amount of attention. Your moans created a symphony to max’s ears and he couldn’t get enough of them. He wanted you, all of you. He got away from you and pulled your underwear down revealing him your wetness. "God you’re so gorgeous." He grunts before starting to fumble with his belt taking off his pants and throwing them on the floor. You watched as he hovered you and hooked his fingers into the hem of his boxers before pulling them down and throwing them on the floor. 

"You sure about this?" You nodded and he grabbed your waist turning you around. "Ass in the air." You did as he ordered and lift your ass. He immediately slamed his cock harshly into your pussy and you cried out his name. You felt every inch of him gliding inside you and god, he was huge. He grabed your hips and you were sure that it was going to leave bruises in the morning but as long as it was max you didn't care. He started to thrust inside you with a hard and quick pace reaching the deepest spots inside you. Years of hating each other lead to this and you were extremely grateful for it. 

As max kept thrusting inside you, you felt a familiar tingling sensation building inside you. "You close mmh? Gonna cum on my cock like a good girl?" He mumbled. You moaned in response and he sped up his pace letting out a string of cusses in Dutch. The knot that formed into your stomach finally untied and you reached your high becoming a shaking mess underneath max. The pillow muffled your moans but your cries of max’s name could be heard in all the house. As he continued to fuck you, you felt that his thrusts were becoming sloppier and you could tell that he was close too. 

You thanked yourself for being on the pill when his cum painted your walls. After a few thrusts, he pulled out of you and you both collapsed on your bed. He got up and exited your room and you were sure that he was not going to come back. He just wanted to fuck you for his own pleasure then. But, a few minutes later, he came back into your room wearing a shirt and a pair of boxers. He handed you one of his shirts and you took it putting it on. His shirt covered the top of your thighs and you felt a hot sensation burning your cheeks at the sight of his shirt on you. He layed on your bed and you layed down next to him. He pulled the sheets on both of you and caged you in a comfortable embrace while your legs tangled under the blankets. You drifted off to sleep and he did too. 

Oscar’s POV 

I walked back into my and y/n’s shared room after a long night at the club and when my eyes landed on her bed, my heart almost stopped. My sister was sleeping into max verstappen’s arms and their clothes were thrown on the floor. I quickly recovered from the shock and a smile made its way on my lips. It was time that they got together. I got closer to the bed and placed a kiss on her forehead. Her eyes fluttered open and she smiled up at me. Then max woke up too and his eyes widened when he sees me. 

I chuckled. "Relax you have my blessing to date my sister if it’s what you want." Y/n looked up at max and he smiled down at her. I had never seen max smile like this and I was happy for the both of them. I got out of the room and when I closed the door I heard my sister moan. Well at least they’re happy. 

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