MurmursInTheNight
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“Will you tell your fucking boyfriend to back off into turn 6!”
“Will you tell your ‘best friend’…” The air quotes Max made with his fingers were just adding even more insult to the situation. “… that he needs to find a better fucking racing line into turn 6, and then he won’t have to make illegal defensive moves.”
For a moment, Charles was stunned into silence, looking between the two of them. Max and Pierre had never been the best of friends, he’d admit, long before he and Max were ever dating. When Charles had first told Pierre about Max, he hadn’t been best pleased. Understatement. He seemed to remember that ‘really, Max Verstappen?! Of all fucking people?!’ was shouted at him about twenty times in so many minutes. It wasn’t even that they actively disliked each other, it’s just their personalities were chalk and cheese. Charles was that perfect middle ground that meant it was easy for him to love them both.
He was under absolutely no illusions though, they’d never love each other.
Max and Pierre are consistently fighting on track. Trouble is, they're consistently fighting in the paddock too. Charles, long suffering best friend and boyfriend, begins peace proceedings.
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Reaching across to the bedside table, Max pulled his phone into view, squinting at the screen in the low light as he rested the hand clutching it on the table. Also nothing. Well, not nothing. The usual messages and notifications. The usual emails.
The headlines.
TROUBLE IN PARADISE? MAX VERSTAPPEN AND CHARLES LECLERC NOT SEEN TOGETHER AFTER SURPRISE FINISH TO ABU DHABI RACE
BREAKING POINT – DID THAT CRASH DESTROY SOMETHING MORE THAN LECLERC’S CAR?
F1’S FAVOURITE COUPLE HAVEN’T SPOKEN SINCE ABU DHABI; HERE’S WHAT WE KNOW
The phone fell back down onto the table with a clunk, and Max let his head fall back onto the pillow. And the silence filled his ears again. Vast. Oppressive. Cold. A void.
After Charles's crash at the end of last season, to the outside at least, their relationship seems to be on the rocks. The press will never stop swarming, especially with Charles's move to Mercedes, and Max's fifth title snatched away from him at the last second. Nothing is silent, and nothing is private.
As they navigate the 2026 season, new teams, new management, new regulations, there remains one question on the media's lips - can love prevail when you're suppose to be rivals?
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- Part 2 of Hear The Engines Purr
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“Is that what you want, LH? For me to call you sir whilst you fuck me into the mattress?”
There was a haze of arousal taking over Lewis’s deep eyes, that he was certain of. It wasn’t often Charles came out with something absolutely filthy like that, but when he did, he meant it. And it made Lewis a puddle of bones and flesh underneath him.
“Maybe…” His breath caught in his throat, and he swallowed against the dryness Charles’s words had suddenly caused. He watched the flicker of mischief run over his expression, the quirk of his lips, the way his hand was still planted firmly on his chest.
“I’ll remember that,” Charles replied, voice low, eyes fixed on Lewis. “But not tonight. We aren’t doing that tonight.”
“Are we not?” Lewis’s fingers were still wrapped around the back of Charles’s neck, but now rather than holding him in place, he felt far more like he was holding on to him for stability. The tables had turned fast. That never usually happened. Not without a solid fight.
“Non.” The word, the accent, made Lewis’s eyes flutter, just a little. “Tonight, you are mine to look after.”
A Shanghai podium celebration for Charles and Lewis.
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"I’m basically telling someone that there’s a high chance my brain is going to distract me enough that they no longer turn me on. They’re not going to stick around after that, are they?”
With a single shoulder shrug, and a head tilt, Oscar was taking another sip of his tea. “Maybe. Or maybe they could take it as a challenge.”
Eyebrow raised, Lando also slowly placed his cup down. “A challenge? I don’t want to be someone’s project,” he muttered, crossing his arms over his chest and twisting to face Oscar more.
“I don’t mean like that,” Oscar assured gently, that soft smile back on his face. “I mean, don’t you think, if it were the other way round... if someone told you they were really struggling, that they were getting sensory overload to the point where they couldn’t focus on their pleasure, wouldn’t you want to make it your mission to find a way to help? Make it good for them? Help them block everything else out and keep their attention so solely focused on you and how good you were making them feel that nothing else could distract them?”
Lando is really struggling with his sensory overload. Maybe Oscar is the only one that truly understands, and will truly offer help.
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As he rounded the next corner, into sector two, he caught sight of the crash. From the collapsed barriers and the dust of the kicked-up gravel, it was a bad one. Then he saw a flash of red, the briefest of glances at the livery.
A Ferrari.
“Who?”
“Repeat?"
“Who’s in the wall?”
“Focus. Gap to car ahead, 1.3 seconds.”
“Who is in the wall?”
“Leclerc.”
Witnessing the aftermath of Charles's crash, Max makes a choice he could come to regret. As the media swarms their relationship, there may be more demons to face than they ever expected.
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- Part 1 of Hear The Engines Purr
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He doesn’t really know how he ended up he ended up in Max's driver's room after he crashed out at the first corner on lap one, but as he buries his face into Petit Lion’s mane, he finds that he doesn’t really care.
He remembers getting out of the wreck that had become of his Ferrari. He remembers getting a ride from the medical car. He remembers stopping by the Ferrari hospitality, and then getting dismissed quickly because there wasn’t much race to debrief over. He remembers going to his driver’s room to curl up with a warm, soft blanket and Petit Lion. He remembers feeling unsettled in his little trackside nest.
Petit Lion has stopped smelling like Max.
Charles is halfway to the Red Bull motorhome—wrapped in a blanket, and holding Petit Lion tight to his chest—before he realises what he’s doing. He stops in the middle of the paddock. Is he really going to break into Max’s driver’s room to steal something?
Pierre used to steal things for Charles all of the time. Yuki still steals Max’s items for Charles. Max must know that Charles is getting his items at the end of the day, surely Max wouldn’t mind if they cut out the middleman.
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Max doesn't mind. Not in the slightest.
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- Part 1 of More Navy Than Red: A Little To The Left
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24 Mar 2026
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Max had seen Lewis genuinely cry exactly once before this, at Silverstone, champagne in his eyes and a trophy in his hands, and that had been a public thing - controlled, brief, for the cameras or maybe for himself, quickly covered. Max hadn't thought about it much.
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20 Mar 2026
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The text comes at 3:17am.
Charles is not asleep. He's been lying in the dark for two hours with the curtains not quite closed, a bar of orange streetlight across the ceiling, thinking about nothing useful. His phone lights up on the nightstand and he knows before he looks.
you up
He stares at it for a moment.
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15 Mar 2026
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40,897 Works in Formula 1 RPF. Include. Relationships.
Charles Leclerc/Max Verstappen (5465).
Anal Sex (486).
486 times.
486 times people had written about Max fucking him.
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Or : At 25, Charles discovers fanfictions, the 5,167 lestappen fics and the inappropriate way his heart tightens whenever Max touches him. It’s a problem, and inevitably, it has to become Max’s problem too.
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09 Mar 2026
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Not a story!
I'm just a girl who's going to be playing Formula 1 Bingo in 2026
If you want to yap about this season, and like me, you don't really have anyone to do it with, let's be friends and get down to it!
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28 Feb 2026