Formula 1 | One Shots (1)

Birthday Girl 🔥 | Carlos Sainz

Author's Note: Warning ⚠️ 18+ spicy story, little to no plot.

It's my birthday today, so obviously had to write a Carlos story 💙 
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The cabin was quiet except for the sound of wood crackling in the fireplace. Outside, the Swiss mountains were covered in fresh snow. Arianna curled up on the couch, a knit blanket draped over her legs, a glass of wine resting in her hand. She sighed happily, taking a small sip, wondering where Carlos had disappeared to.

He had been gone for a few minutes now, slipping away without a word. She smiled to herself. Knowing him, he was up to something.

Just as she was about to call out his name, he appeared from the small kitchen, carefully carrying something in his hands. Her heart instantly swelled at the sight.

A tiny sprinkle cake sat on a plate, a single candle lit. Carlos had the sweetest smile on his face as he walked toward her, his eyes full of love.

"Happy Birthday, mi amor," he said sweetly, setting the cake down on the coffee table in front of her.

Arianna's breath caught in her throat. It was the simplest little cake, but it was perfect. Made just for her. Her heart melted.

"You did this for me? My birthday isn't until tomorrow..." she whispered, looking up at him with adoring eyes.

Carlos laughed, sitting next to her, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. "Of course. I wouldn't miss celebrating my favorite person's birthday...even early."

She turned her body toward him, resting her head against his shoulder. "This is so sweet," she whispered.

Carlos picked up the cake and held it out to her. "Make a wish, mi vida."

Arianna looked at him for a moment, knowing she didn't need to wish for anything...she already had everything she wanted. Still, she closed her eyes, made a small wish and gently blew out the candle.

"Another year around the sun, cariño," Carlos whispered before pressing a kiss to her forehead.

She smiled against him, feeling warmer than ever, the glow of love far brighter than any candle could ever be.

"Oh...I almost forgot...I have something for you," he said, pulling a small envelope from his pocket.

Arianna's eyes were filled with curiosity as he opened it, revealing a thin gold necklace with three tiny diamond studs.

"One for every year I've loved you," he said softly, his eyes locked onto hers.

Her heart clenched in the best way. Three years of stolen kisses, late night laughs, shared dreams. She reached out, running her fingertips over the stones, before looking up at him.

"It's perfect," she whispered. "Put it on me, please?"

Carlos nodded, stepping behind her. She gathered her hair to the side, exposing the curve of her neck. His fingers brushed against her skin as he fastened the clasp, the feeling of his touch sending a shiver down her spine.

The necklace settled against her collarbone, but before she could turn around, Carlos leaned in, pressing a slow kiss to the back of her neck.

Arianna sighed, tilting her head slightly as his lips ghosted over her skin.

"You like it?" he asked, his voice low.

She turned in his arms, looping her fingers behind his neck. "I love it." She smiled, her lips just inches from his. "Almost as much as I love you."