Royal Speed | Leclerc & Verstappen

37 | brotherly advice

-/- Monaco 2021 - race week -/-

We had talked a lot that morning during and after breakfast, cuddling on Max's couch for hours. We learned so much from each others childhood and normal life, we really got to know each other. 

Later that day Max had asked Pierre for Arthurs number as my phone was still at the palace. Luckily my father had a meeting and so I had no problems with sneaking back in. Max had kissed me as a goodbye at the back door, giving me butterflies like he always did.

It was now already the second race since the Dutchman had left Monaco and this weekend they raced in Turkey. The championship battle with the driver from Mercedes, Hamilton I believe, was really tense and with Max starting from P2 he had the chance to get some big points as the Brit was only starting from P10.

I had just texted Max an hour ago, wishing him good luck and he had instantly answered, putting a smile on my face with it. He had apologized back his apartment for leaving his phone, now always taking it with him.

He had also promised me to not share a bed with his girlfriend again, even though he obviously couldn't ask for a second room for her. But luckily she was busy with modelling jobs and therefore not at the race this weekend.

I also hadn't ask again into it, asking him when he would finally break up, because I didn't want to pressure him. Still, the thought of him holding hands with her for the media hurt.

"Has the race started already?" my brother asked as he squeezed himself through the door into my room, where I was sitting on my bed with the laptop.

"Yes, it's the third round, Max in second and Pierre in fourth." I returned and made some space for him.

It had kinda grown a tradition that whenever we had free time, so no meetings, and we were both at the palace, we watched the sessions together.

"That's looking good right? Where's Hamilton?" Arthur asked while he let himself fall onto my bed.

"Behind, but he's quick." I said, nervously biting my bottom lip as I was prying for Max to be quicker.

"Yeah, don't worry, your boy is faster." my brother laughed and even winked at me, "And he will be world champion this year."

"You really think that?" I asked in return, not taking my eyes off the screen where Max's RedBull was shown, "And he's not my boy."

"Why Charlie, I mean he rescued you, he apologized and you slept at his apartment. You surely have spoken about your relationship, or what else have you been up to the whole morning?"

Immediately I felt my cheeks turning red and I bite my bottom lip even harder as imaged of that morning shoot back into my mind. Max's head between my legs, sucking me into his wet, hot mouth. God, I already felt the excitement rushing south so I quickly tried to focus on the screen again.

"Y... Yeah we talked, but not that much and not about that."

"God." Arthur laughed before he looked at me, "Maybe you two just need to fuck to finally get clear over your feelings for each other."

"What?!"

"Okay fine, maybe start with sucking each other off as I know you haven't done anything yet."