Royal Speed | Leclerc & Verstappen

56 | second try

-/- Abu Dhabi 2021 - party -/-

A couple of minutes went by where I was just laying there, under the blanket, crying. I wasn't crying because I was angry at Max that he was annoyed or mad at me for stopping, no, I was crying because I hated how much I hurt him with my behavior.

This man loved me and waited for me and I gave him all the hopes just to back out in the last moment, I couldn't even blame him for rolling his eyes and sighing. But I also couldn't just turn around and tell him to fuck me, because I was too scared.

Not scared about the pain or the feeling, I didn't care about that because I knew Max would never make me feel uncomfortable, he would always check on me if I'm fine. But I was just so scared as this was a major rule break and also something you couldn't return, couldn't undo it.

Maybe I wasn't a girl but once he would take my virginity there was no way back and I would never again be one. Even though the rules and the royal protocol said that you had to be one until marriage. 

"Liefje?" I heard Max suddenly whisper behind me, a hand laid itself carefully on my waist on the blanket, "I am so sorry, god, I hate myself, I never wanted to push you into that, I am so, so sorry."

It broke me even more, hearing him begging for forgiveness because I knew that he didn't have to do that, that this wasn't his fault, it was mine. Therefore I slowly turned around, some tears still running down my face.

"You did nothing wrong." I peeped, "It's my fault, my head that keeps telling me that this is a mistake, even though I really what this."

"Oh baby." Max breathed and carefully brushed some hair out of my face before he left a kiss on my template, "Don't cry, there's nothing wrong with it, I can totally understand how extrem this is for you. I am sorry that I reacted that way."

Instead of returning something I cuddled even closer, which caused Max to fall onto his back so that I was now laying half on top of him, the blanket between our still naked bodies. My head instantly buried itself in the crook of his neck while his hands caressed my bare back.

Meanwhile my thoughts were pacing through my head and I tried to shut the bad ones out. I really wanted this tonight and I also wanted it for him. Max had such an amazing season while he had always been there for me, even in the worst moments, I wanted it for the both of us.

So after some minutes I slowly moved my head and started kissing his neck, earning a quiet groan from the Dutchman.

"God, my prince, what are you doing?" he breathed but instead of giving an answer I started sucking on the one spot under his ear that I knew he loved.

Instantly Max's breathing quickend and feeling his goosebumps under my lips only gave me more confidence that what I was doing was right. Once satisfied with the red spot that I had left on his skin I moved on, trailing my lips together with some love bites over his neck and upper chest.

Max clearly seemed to enjoy it, head back in the pillow, eyes closed while his mouth was half open, slight moans leaving every now and then. Against my blanket wrapped leg that was laying between his I could feel how he got hard again, only causing me to suck even stronger, bite with even more force into his soft skin.

"Fuck!" the Dutchman groaned loudly, his hand though pressing my head against his neck where I was sucking at the moment, "God yes, mark me up, show them who I belong to."

I giggled when I leaned back, looking at my work. His whole upper body and neck was now covered in dark red spots, some scratch marks added as my nails had too much fun caressing his skin.