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You know, Pierre, he thought to the ether, like he might hear it, might sneeze at being thought about; maybe his heart would stop beating forever, instead of a split second. You are supposed to tell people when you want to play a game, instead of just playing it.
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He thinks that even if his voice were intact enough to say the words, he wouldn’t have been able to get them out. That even if pressed, held down and told to say it, he wouldn't have found a way. I’m married to Max Verstappen.
Charles leans over his bed and throws up on the floor.
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“You know, Charlie,” his eyes tick down Charles’s body, the teasing nickname heavy on his tongue. “You look pretty hot when you’re jealous.”
“I am not jealous,” he grits, “and I really do not give a shit what you are doing upstairs, just do not make how many women you fuck my problem.”
Then he slams the door in Pierre’s stupid, cocky face.
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Charles takes a shaky breath, lets out a mangled exhale shaped in the essence of Pierre’s name.
“So big, Charles,” Pierre says, shifting to roll his thumb over the head of Charles’s cock. It earns him a mewl, body twisting on the bed, sheets bunched up and sweat-slick against his back. Pierre breathes something like a laugh, cocksure and ruthless. “It is almost a shame.”
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Esteban thinks he’s figured his own past out, unwound and stared at and digested it, but that’s still something about his childhood he doesn’t like to look into, not deeply, not cruelly, not with scrutiny. He leaves it there. It almost remains innocent, like that, something clueless and soft and indiscernible that made no more sense when he was twelve years old and crossing the last few lines he’d ever draw in the sand before he lost something forever.
Maybe it’s cruel, to someone, Pierre or otherwise, to refuse to admit he ever really loved him.
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“He told me that some Alphas, they submit. He said that submissive Alphas like to be fucked. Like girls. Like Omegas. Fuck them enough, and they will become one. You can make them your bitch.”
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Yours is the light by which my spirit is born by Shels for madlovve (perfectionisntforme)
Fandoms: Formula 1 RPF
21 Dec 2023
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He's someone who is supposed to be a beta. He makes sense as a beta, he’s strong but not too strong, he’s quiet but independent. He doesn’t need an alpha, and he certainly doesn’t need an omega. He’s supposed to be a beta.
Oscar says he keeps his status a secret because omegas aren’t given as much respect in motorsport, and he needed to be taken seriously. While that’s true of course, the real reason he’s kept it a secret is that he’s just undeniably not a good omega. He doesn’t make sense as an omega, so he doesn’t let people know he is. People assume he’s a beta, and he doesn’t correct them because the undeniable truth is that he makes considerably more sense as a beta. So that’s how he lives his life.
The only issue with this is Logan.
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Oscar can't let the world know he's an omega, until he bites Logan.
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23 Dec 2023
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Marcus decides the most discreet way to get some male action would be to go to an escort agency. And if he picks someone who looks remarkably similar to Clem, that’s between him and God. Except – turns out it is Clem.
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01 Oct 2023
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Oscar and Logan accidentally switch phones at a party. They keep talking with each other.
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14 Sep 2023
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Purple Haze by Suzie_Shooter for whitewindhowl
Fandoms: Formula 2 RPF, IndyCar RPF, Motorsport RPF
14 Aug 2023
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Marcus had never thought of himself as someone who wanted to be dominated in bed. He’d certainly never thought of Clem as someone who could carry it off. And then he saw Clem standing there in a pinstripe suit looking for all the world like he should be holding a riding crop, and had to resist the urge to drop to his knees there and then.
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14 Aug 2023
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Lando smiles wider. "I got off this morning with your shorts pressed to my nose."
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01 Jul 2023