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    “No relationship is perfect, especially when you have to meet in the middle. But I’m very happy.”
    “I gather your Max is not from your world, then?” the reporter gently presses for details.
    “Uhm.” Charles looks down at his hands and smiles. His Max. “I’ll just say that… I know how to drive, he knows Aristotle.”

    Or: Charles is a F1 driver, Max is doing his PhD at Cambridge. It really shouldn’t work. Somehow, it does.

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    27 Jun 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 83

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    Formula 1 drivers Charles and Max Vertappen-Leclerc are hotter than the Mediterranean sun in new beach photos.

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    This was a video but honestly I don’t think it’s sfw

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    Do you have the video. for research purposes

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    Yeah [Attached Video]

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    That’s Charles’s entire tongue in his mouth.

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    20 Jun 2026

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    “Is that what you want, LH? For me to call you sir whilst you fuck me into the mattress?”

    There was a haze of arousal taking over Lewis’s deep eyes, that he was certain of. It wasn’t often Charles came out with something absolutely filthy like that, but when he did, he meant it. And it made Lewis a puddle of bones and flesh underneath him.

    “Maybe…” His breath caught in his throat, and he swallowed against the dryness Charles’s words had suddenly caused. He watched the flicker of mischief run over his expression, the quirk of his lips, the way his hand was still planted firmly on his chest.

    “I’ll remember that,” Charles replied, voice low, eyes fixed on Lewis. “But not tonight. We aren’t doing that tonight.”

    “Are we not?” Lewis’s fingers were still wrapped around the back of Charles’s neck, but now rather than holding him in place, he felt far more like he was holding on to him for stability. The tables had turned fast. That never usually happened. Not without a solid fight.

    “Non.” The word, the accent, made Lewis’s eyes flutter, just a little. “Tonight, you are mine to look after.”

     

    A Shanghai podium celebration for Charles and Lewis.

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    17 Jun 2026

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    Attached was a picture, a selfie of Lewis in a Broncos jersey, his arm raised and making a fist. He was grinning, nose scrunched up, eyes happy enough that his wrinkles were prominent, and Charles wanted to kiss them.

    or; lewis invites charles over to watch the broncos game

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    17 Jun 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 53

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    It was always hard to find alphas that would let Lewis be in charge, would let him lead, would wait for him to make the first move. He wanted to savor this, how perfect Charles was. How, even as Lewis stood there contemplating, the alpha wasn’t moving, was just continuing to stare at his mouth like it was his salvation. Charles was so good.

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    17 Jun 2026