Gasoline - [Charles Leclerc]

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Charles' alarm rung early in the morning and it caused the couple under the duvet to stir uncomfortably. Charles groaned and reached for his Phone on the nightstand to turn it off. He sighed and let himself fall back on the mattress again, his arm curling around the most beautiful woman in the world to pull her back into his chest. "We have to get out of bed". He hummed against her skin, letting his lips roam over her neck and her shoulder. "You have to get out of bed". Edrice responded. "Why only me?". Charles scoffed. "I don't have any media things scheduled, now do I?". She asked, looking over her shoulder and he chuckled. "Right, I'm just jealous of the fact that you can sleep a bit longer". Charles replied and it made her let out a soft laugh. Edrice turned around in his embrace, feeling his arms tighten around her once more and smiled at him. Her hand reached up to caress his stubbled cheek, feeling the hairs tickling her palm.

Dark scruff covered his upperlip and his cheeks, looking handsome as ever, but she assumed he'd shave soon. Edrice squeezed her thighs together at the thought of the sharp hairs scraping against her thighs last night, making her fist her hands in the sheets. Charles took her hand in his and kissed her fingertips and her knuckles, holding her close against his bare chest. "Will you join me for lunch?". Charles asked and she nodded. "I'll be there around eleven or so". She said and he nodded now, it was just a bit passed seven and he'd get ready to have a quick session with Andrea before moving to the paddock of the circuit. "I'm going to get a trophy for you today, princess". Charles muttered while he leaned forward to press a kiss to her lips. Edrice smiled against his lips. "Which one though?". She asked, letting her hands explore his muscled chest, feeling the smooth skin of his body.

"That's going to be a surprise". He grinned and she giggled. Charles felt her silky legs curl around his and he wished he had some more time to stay in bed. She seduced him to do so, to break the rules a bit and make him late, but he had to resist. "I'm going to get dressed". He announced while kissing her once more, deeply this time as it would be the last kiss before he was finally getting out of bed. Charles' tongue moved over her lower lip and she tangled her fingers in the dark strands in the nape of his neck. "Baby". He hummed, feeling her lips trailing down his jaw and towards his neck, sucking on his skin. "I have to go". He chuckled, taking her face in his hands and placing a playful peck on her nose before shoving the sheets off his body. Edrice looked at him from her position in the bed, watching how he got dressed. He pulled a clean pair of underwear over his hips, the waistband snugly fitting his figure. The v-lines that were sketched onto his body disappeared under the black fabric.

A pair of shorts followed and he loosely tightened the strings that were meant to keep the denim from sinking downwards. Edrice watched his back muscles ripple when he plucked a teamshirt from his bag, letting the red material (sadly) cover up his body. Charles briefly disappeared into the bathroom and she turned to her side, pulling his sheets towards her as well. They smelled like his delicious cologne and she gladly caught a whiff of the scent. Charles came back, he had styled his hair a slight bit and brushed his teeth. "I'm leaving now". He announced and smiled as he saw her curled up on his side of the bed now. Edrice nodded and he leaned down, caressing her hair before pressing a last peck to her lips. "See you later". She yawned. "See you later, babe". Charles smiled and took his backpack to leave the hotel room. "Buongiorno". Andrea said as he arrived just as Charles pulled the door close behind him. "Ciao, Andrea". Charles greeted his trainer.

"You knew about her surprise, didn't you?". Charles asked and playfully shoved Andrea's shoulder. "Of course". The Italian grinned. "She texted me she'd fly in earlier". Andrea replied. "You must've been happy to see her". Charles nodded while they walked downstairs. "Like a kid in a candy store". He said. "Well, it's time to focus now. Race day it is". Andrea's face looked resolute and Charles agreed with him. The two moved outside and Charles said down behind the wheel of the Ferrari they had for the weekend. The circuit wasn't far away from the hotel, so they would arrive soon. The French sun felt hot on his skin and he was glad he wore a pair of shorts today instead of jeans. He didn't want to think about the moment before and after being in the car, where the sweat was coming out and the heat would kick in with his warm overall. Charles took another sip of his water and finished the bottle, throwing it in the bin on his way into the paddock.