Formula 1 | One Shots (1)

Sinful Seductions 🔥| Charles Leclerc & Carlos Sainz

⚠️ 18+ spicy story. This story was requested by: Sy_lovesperceval 

Done in reader POV. 

Spent some time writing this one! Skip this one-shot if you don't feel comfortable reading (the spice is towards the end)
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It was race day at Imola, but instead of feeling the usual pre race excitement, my stomach was nervous for a different reason...this would be my last race weekend with Ferrari. Three amazing years as an engineer. It didn't feel real that I was leaving. I had poured my heart and soul into this team, but an opportunity at McLaren to become lead engineer for Oscar, was one I couldn't pass up. Still, the reality of saying goodbye weighed heavier than I anticipated. 

"Surprise!" 

Loud cheers erupted as I entered the small lounge area, taking me out of my thoughts. There, on the table, sat a beautiful cake, red and white, of course, with a tiny, edible Ferrari on top. The team had gathered around it, smiling at me with that sense of family I had come to know over the years. 

"Three amazing years, Bella," Fred said, clapping me on the back. "We're going to miss you, but you deserve this." 

I smiled, blinking back the tears threatening to spill. "I'm going to miss you all too. This place... it's been home." 

Carlos and Charles stood on either side of the cake, smirking like a pair of mischievous schoolboys. 

"We thought we'd do something special for you," Charles said, his eyes beaming. Carlos, holding a hand to his chest dramatically, began to sing the Italian national anthem. To my surprise, Charles joined in with just as much enthusiasm, their voices filling the motorhome as the team clapped along. 

It was silly and over the top, but my heart swelled at the gesture. The two of them locked eyes with me during the singing. Charles and Carlos always had this banter, this unspoken connection that made them a great duo, but there was something about this moment, with both of them belting out the anthem in honor of me, that made me feel like I was the center of their attention.

As the anthem ended, the room erupted into laughter and applause. I found myself laughing too, genuinely touched by the craziness and sweetness of it all. My eyes met Carlos's, and there was something almost daring, in his gaze. 

At the same time, I could feel Charles watching me, his smile softening just a bit as his attention was focused on me. 

"Time for cake!" Carlos declared, grabbing a knife and cutting into the beautiful cake. He handed me the first slice, smirking as he passed it over. 

"For the guest of honor." 

I took the plate, and as I did, a bit of whipped cream got onto my finger. Without thinking, I brought it to my lips, slowly licking the cream off in a way that felt seductive, almost intimate. The motorhome was still buzzing with chaotic chatting, but in that second, it was as if the world quite down to just the three of us. 

Carlos's smirk fell for a moment, his eyes darkening as he watched. I didn't miss the way his gaze flickered down to my lips, then back up to my eyes. Charles, standing just behind him, was no different. His usual playful expression had shifted into something more intense, more focused, as though he too had picked up on the tension that seemed to radiate between us. 

The air felt thick with tension. I smiled, savoring the moment, knowing it would stay with me long after I left Ferrari. 

"Grazie, Carlos," I said teasingly. "And thanks to you too, Charles. You both have made these last three years unforgettable."