When in Vegas - lestappen - Max x Charles

12. Kiss It Better

Danny pov

I'm a fucking disappointment. 15th place. Not even top fucking ten. Not to mention Marc had to watch me fail. I just want to be alone but I know he's not going to let that happen.

I pull into the garage with poor Yuki. He's starting all the way at the back of the grid. He gets out of this car before me but I can tell he's waiting for me. Fuck I guess it can't wait.

"I'm really sorry about what I said Danny, we won't say anything until you're ready."I get out of my car and extend my arm. Smiling he takes it and gives it a shake.

Now that that's over time to face Marc. I get too my drivers room, thank god most of the reporters are focused on Charles, Carlos, and Max. The top three.

Before I can reach the handle my door flys open. Marc swiftly pulls me by my suit, almost launching me onto him.

He doesn't say anything just hugs me. I'm so glad he's here. He's just an angel.

"Danny it's ok mi amor." Marc garbs my face, his eyes have a dark twinkle to them. I know what he's thinking and I'm not opposed. I pick him up, he wraps his legs around my waist kissing me roughly. Fuck he's so hot. My suit is starting to feel a bit tight in a specific area. So I decide to lead us to a small couch nearby.

I sit down with Marc in my lap with our lips still connected. He starts grinding on me trying to create some friction. Fuck I need to take my suit off my boxers are incredibly tight.

I quickly disconnect our lips to take his shirt off, he starts unzipping my suit. He's too perfect. His skin a sun kissed tanned and soft to the touch. We reconnect our lips. Our make-out session is starting to get really heated. We finally part for air, after what seems like minutes. I begin to rip my shirt off.

But then there's a knock on my door. Fuck. I ignore it and continue to take off my shirt. But the knocking persists.

"Just go check babe I'm not going anywhere." Marc slowly gets off my lap with a very obvious hard on.

Before I reach the door Marc gives me a whistle and signals me to fix my half on half off shit. I open the door to see one of the guys for media. I tell them I'll be right there in a minute.

"Who was it?" Marc comes closer to the door, his shirt still on the floor making it hard to stay focused.

"It's media love, how about I meet you back at the hotel. We could get dinner and continue this in my room, yeah?" I move closer to him placing one hand on his small waist and another on his ass.

"Of course cariño," I give him a fast kiss, as I head out the door. If I had stayed longer we would have gone back to making out which would get me in trouble.

I get to where I'll be interviewed. This is probably my least favorite part of being a driver. For some reason reporters always love to ask stupid questions. I feel like they have fun messing with other people's self esteem. Whatever it's only a couple hours. Plus tonight I have my boyfriend to look forward to.

Three hours later and I'm finally able to leave. I know I have a race tomorrow but I feel like stopping for some fast food. I finally make it to my car when Lando stops me. Ugh why does everyone want something from me today?

"What's up mate?" I ask politely. My social battery is slowly starting to die.

"Do you think I could hitch a ride with you to the hotel? I was supposed to go with Oscar but he left with Logan and didn't give me the keys." Meh what harm in giving the lad a ride. I motion for him to hop in. Lando does so smiling.

As soon as the key hits the ignition Pitbull starts blasting. Shocked I look over at Lando who is equally surprised. Before I say anything Lando bursts out laughing and singing the lyrics to Hotel Room Service.

I shrug and start singing myself. Lando is a nice kid I'm glad to have had him as a teammate and a friend.

It's a short ride to the hotel. I find a parking spot and we part ways. Finally I can see Marc again.

Making my way up to my room I open the door to find food already there with Marc taking a nap on the sofa. I guess he got sleepy waiting for me. I take out my phone and snap a picture forgetting that the ringer and flash were on.

"Mi amor eres tú" he opens his eyes slightly. He looks so pretty. I think I love him.

"Yea it's me. Sorry for taking so long." I flop down on top of him preventing Marc form getting up.

"Danny you're crushing me, plus you smell." Marc lets out breathlessly as he giggles. I don't move an inch.

Ultimately he gives in, just embracing me. I can feel myself drifting off to sleep.

"I love you" I say before I completely black out.

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