#Hotel Near to Max Hospital

[tpwk-formula1]

Hi! I would like to make a pizza order with a sicilian crust and res sauce. I would like green peppers, salami, spinach and mozzarella and no dessert. For drinks, I would like a coke and a wine for Max Verstappen and Charles Leclerc please. Thank you

Lee-Lee's Pizzeria Menu

sicilian crust dating red sauce rough sex green peppers "I'm gonna have that ass glowing red by the time I'm done with you" salami "Such a little cum slut" spinach "Awe I love to know I stretched you out just enough to take all my cock" mozzarella “All you ever do is bitch and complain, just fucking take it” coke spanking wine free use kink dessert no served by Max Verstappen and Charles Leclerc

Max Verstappen x Charles Leclerc x poly! reader

TW spanking, finger fucking, unprotected sex, creampie, blow job, cum swallowing, finger fucking, MDNI 18+

WC 1300+

Y/N POV

"Our hotel 8pm, do not be late" Max whispers in my ear making me nod softly before getting back to work.

As the day goes on I can't help but think about what's gonna happen tonight. This is how it works, when Charles and Max need a third they give me a time and a place and I'm expected to be there, and if I need a release I do the same.

I don't leave the Red Bull hospitality until late due to extra work needing to be done so by the time I'm knocking on the door ten minutes late.

"You're late," Charles said when opening the door.

"I'm aware, it's not my fault," I said while walking into their hotel room before plopping on the couch next to Max.

"I told you to be on time," Max says roughly making me shake my head.

"Tell Horner to not hold me late so you can wet your dick," I snap not enjoying the attitude I'm receiving from both of the men.

My attitude snaps something in Max cause the next thing I know I'm being dragged across his lap and pulling the skirt I'm wear up to expose my pale ass to him.

"I'm gonna have that ass glowing red by the time I'm done with you" Max says before landing a rough slap right on my ass, making me whine at the sting.

"Fuck," I moan when he sends another slap to my ass.

"Don't start being a brat now," Max roughly states before sending another hard slap to my ass making me scream out again.

"Fuck, Max," I groan when his rough hand is rubbing the place he just slapped.

I feel another 3 slaps fly down in quick successions making me jolt forward while screaming out at the quick and harsh pain that is sending pleasure straight to my core.

"No more," I moan out. The pain was far from unbearable but the throb between my thighs is becoming unbearable.

"All you ever do is bitch and complain, just fucking take it” Max says sending another several slaps on my ass making me moan.

When Max has reddened my ass to his liking I feel Charles's hands on my hip pulling me up and turning me around to pull me in for a messy makeout.

He leads us to the bed where he softly pushes me onto the bed before climbing on top of me and grinding his hardening cock into my throbbing core.

"Charlie, please," I whine bucking my hips up trying to get more stimulation.

"Patience," Charles mumbles starting to trail his kisses down my body, starting to pull my shirt up making me sit up slightly so he can pull it off all the way. Once my shirt has been discarded somewhere in the room he makes quick work of unclipping my bra and discarding it too before going back to kissing down my neck where he settles on my tits and pulls my nipple into his mouth and gives it a strong suck before moving to my other nipple.

I feel Max crawl into bed near my face before he's leaning down and pulling me in for another kiss making me whimper into his lips at hot rough he is being.

I feel my skirt and thong be pulled down and thrown to join the rest of my clothes on the floor before he groans making me gasp when his breath hits my pussy.

"She's fucking drench," Charles tells Max making Max smirk against my lips proud of himself.

"Such a good slut, getting drenched from your spanking," Max whispers making me moan when Charles takes a small lick at my clit.

"More," I moan needing Charles to pick up the pace. Charles listens but only slightly. He sped up his actions but was still moving at such a teasing pace making me moan loudly.

"Fuck, feels so good," I mumble against Max's lips.

Charles finally slipped a few fingers into my pussy stretching me out making me scream at the pleasure coursing through me.

"Fuck," I moan when Charles starts finger fucking me and sucking on my clit bringing me to the edge and threatening to fall into a strong orgasm.

"Cum for him," Max mumbles against my lips while pulling one of my nipples between his fingers and giving it a tug, and throwing me over the edge from all of the stimulation coursing through my body.

Charles makes sure to help ride my orgasm out while Max holds me down slightly making sure I can't wiggle away from the pleasure.

Once I start cumming down from my orgasm Charles slows his actions down before slowly pulling away. It doesn't take long for Max to pull me up the bed slightly before flipping me over so I'm on my stomach.

I instantly get on my knees and arch my back. I feel Max shuffle behind me before Charles appears in front of me with his shirt and pants off leaving me to stare at his large cock making my mouth water slightly.

I instantly pull Charles's cock into my hand before I start sucking on the tip making Charles hiss at the pleasure. While I'm slowly jerking Charles's cock I feel the tip of Max's cock start teasing my pussy making me moan around Charles's cock sending vibrations down on him making him moan.

When Max slips into my pussy I pull off CHarles's cock and scream slightly from how full I felt.

Awe I love to know I stretched you out just enough to take all my cock" Max groans when he starts picking up the pace of his thrust making me moan loudly before pulling Charles back into my mouth.

"Fuck, so good," Charles groans pulling my hair into a makeshift pony helping me to bob my head on his cock faster, making me gag around his cock.

I can feel Max's pace start to pick up making me moan that is easily muffled by Charles's large cock.

"Fuck, she's gonna cum again," Max groans to Charles making me clench around him from being talked about like I couldn't hear him.

"Cum for Max," Charles says making me instantly cum all around Max's cock feeling his hips start to buck erratically before feeling him start to cum deep into my pussy.

He continues to fuck me making sure to help us ride our orgasms out. I could tell Charles was close to the edge as well which has me pulling him all the way into my mouth and down my throat making me gag before Charles starts unleashing a large load of his cum down my throat making me start swallowing instantly.

"Such a little cum slut," Charles groans when he slips his cock out, making me whine slightly. I loved having Charles's cock filling my mouth up as much as he loved having his cock shoved down my throat.

I feel Max slowly slip out of my pussy making me gasp at the emptiness before moaning slightly when his cum starts to leak down my pussy and over my sensitive clit.

"God I could watch my cum leak out of this pussy all day," Max groans before swiping his fingers through my folds and pushing two fingers into my pussy making me moan.

"I wanna see you cum again," Max says while starting to finger fuck me.

"Fuck," I moan when I can feel my orgasm approaching far sooner than it should. After having two strong orgasms I get so sensitive it doesn't take much to cum again and Max knew this.

"Come on, cum for me," Max groans speeding up his fingers before bringing his thumb down to tease my clit making me scream out as I start cumming all over Max's fingers.

"Good girl," Max says while riding my orgasm out before slipping his fingers out and offering them to Charles so he can lick them clean.

"Fuck, that's hot," I whisper as I watch Charles twirl his tongue around Max's cum soaked fingers. Charles just groans at the favor before pulling away and placing a wet kiss on my lips making sure I can taste Max and I's cum mixing together.

[russellsppttemplates]

Finn and Julia spend a day with max in the paddock during the Dutch Grand Prix

Cw: reader is pregnant

"Look, it's the Verstappen's!", Suzie greeted the group as they walked along the paddock, "no Y/N today?".

"Guys, say hi to Suzie", Max encouraged them as a little "Hi" and "Hello" were uttered out , "Y/N needed to finish up some things for work and then she's spending the afternoon in the hotel spa - they had this whole pregnancy treatment pack and we're giving mama the day to herself", Max smiled.

"Sounds very nice - I'll just look for her tomorrow then", Suzie smiled before excusing herself.

"Can we go walk on the track with you, papa?", Finn asked as Julia looked up at him, too.

"Sure! I just need to call Gianpiero because he'll be joining us too, okay?", Max assured, making the phone call while he got the hats for the kids and looked for the sunscreen cream, "okay! He's on his way, so I need to put this on your skin".

Rubbing the product on their fair skin and on his per Julia's request, her little hands rubbing his arms, "all done, papa! Let's go!", she smiled.

Max wasn't the only driver doing the track walk, Julia running up to Charles when she saw him, "hi Charles! Me and Finn are spending the day with papa!", she cheered.

"I can see that", Charles said as he waved at the RedBull driver, "well, then you better get to him, but I loved that you came here to say hello", he assured her before she left to be near her family.

"Papa! Can we pick those flowers for mama?", Finn wondered as he noticed some wild flowers.

"Sure, I don't think anyone will mind", Max said, letting a tired Julia go back to the ground so she could help her brother.

By the time they came back to the hospitality, Finn's nostrils filled with the sweet scent, "Papa, can we get some stroopwaffles, please?", he pouted.

"We can, but maybe after lunch, okay? We'll have something nice now, and then we'll go to the stand and get some for us and then a box for mama", Max negotiated.

"Okay! Sounds nice!", he nodded, heading up to the table where they would have lunch.

(Thank you for sending this in ✨️)

[obsessedhoneycomb]

Crazy in love

George Russell x fem!reader

Summary: somehow part two of this

Warnings: angst, mentions of miscarriage, hurt, pregnancy, fluff, love, Max and Kelly

A/N: since it’s Christmas season let’s unwrap this gift. Had an urge to write something based on “Our love” and this made sense to me. Enjoy!

Please don’t use my writings without my permission! Pictures found on Pinterest.

———

There was a buzz at the Mercedes hospitality, where I was watching the press conference, sipping on my coffee. My presence wasn’t planned here in Abu Dhabi, but when George came home after last race, everything seemed unplanned in our lives.

Questions, accusations, this or that, the chaos of the last weekend events was everywhere. George even had a meeting with his PR team about what Max has said about him, because they advised him to be quiet and not react to the sudden situation. Obviously, the reporter at the press conference really shoot his shot, making George say that strategic sentences that were put in his mouth by PR.

“Jesus Christ..” whispering to myself, my face went pale as I ran a hand over my face. I could feel the stares at my back from everybody around, but I really didn’t care.

George was now wearing his diva image, like the Mr. Unbreakable, but I knew the truth. Acting like he did nothing wrong, we met at the paddock entrance after an exhausting media day. He was all smiles and playfulness, until we got to the hotel. That was where the real show started.

I kicked off my heels at the door, cursing at my sore feet, getting to look outside the window to catch a glimpse of sunset. George hummed something under his breath, his body slumping down on the bed.

“What’s with that face of yours?”

I turned to the sound of his voice with quirked brow. “What do you mean?”

“Somethings bothering you and I know that face.”

“Well, yeah, something is actually bothering me.”

“Were you bored or food wasn’t good or-“

“Why do you always blame my mood or food that I’m not feeling great around at races? It’s always the same. You see something and accuses me that I’m bored, then you say that then I should be at home, because what have I expected, when you’re an F1 driver and then you’re accusing the food that’s bad, that I’m not pleased with it. You know what, maybe Max was right.”

I didn’t know where my words came from, but maybe it was just my bottled feelings from the past months. Even though we had our moments of love, there was this problem of his never ending tight schedule, my job and his constant travelling. I was trying my best to support him, even though I didn’t want to be in the spotlight, I still got along with that.

Expression on his face went from shocked to annoyed, maybe a little disappointed. “Wait, wait, wait. What the hell?”

I moved through the room to stand beside the table near the window, leaning against it. “I’m trying to say, that you’re acting like a chill guy and then you’re pinpointing every small thing around you. I pushed aside some of my activities to be here with you for whole weekend, not because I had to, but because I wanted to spend some time with you, even though it’s just a little. I’m not bored and catering is great. I’m grateful to be around, even though you’re acting like an idiot because of your PR image.”

“So, the problem is in what I said at that press conference, isn’t it? How I addressed Max for him talking shit about me?”

“Look, it wasn’t necessary for you to react to it. You were silent for whole week, so why not continue in that?”

“I needed to say something, because he’s a bully.”

“George..”

“No. I understand your concern, but don’t interfere into my affairs with other drivers. It’s not your business.”

I narrowed my eyes at his remark, trying to stay calm, but my patience was wearing thin.

“Well, next time, when you get home all wrecked and sad, you can sleep on the couch, because I don’t want to listen to your pathetic cries about how the world is unfair.”

With that I slammed the door of the bathroom, breathing through my anger and anxiety. Little voice in my head was expecting him to get to me, to calm me down, soothe my nerves. But it never came. Instead I heard how he changed into different clothes, and left the hotel room with slamming door.

Laying in bed, I was scrolling through the instagram and saw the post about dinner with all drivers invited by Lewis. It made me smile, I always adored how they were able to meet and put aside their rivalries. What was amusing was the fact that George sat at the other end of the table across Max. Unfortunately I fell asleep before George arrived back to the hotel room, unaware of him watching me sleep, caressing my cheek in loving way and then wrapping his arms around my waist, pulling me closer to his chest.

Alarm woke me up in the morning, Friday, the practise day. I got up to the bathroom, looking over the bed, seeing how George was still asleep, his beautiful face soft and peaceful, that it made me smile.

As I was putting on my makeup, a notification on my phone got my attention. Looking at instagram I saw the post from Max, announcing that they’re expecting a child with Kelly. At first, my eyes went wide with surprise, then I gasped loudly. I looked at the photo for quite some time, when George knocked on the door of bathroom.

“You can come in.”

George walked inside, noticing the surprised expression on my face as I was staring at the display of my phone.

“What’s wrong?”

“They’re expecting a child.”

“Who?”

“Max and Kelly.”

“Oh, yeah, I know. He told us yesterday.”

“That’s amazing. Really, I’m so happy for them.”

George watched my face intently with concern, maybe a little frown. He reached for the phone in my hands, snatching it away, pulling me into his warm embrace. Running his hand through my hair, he kissed my temple, resting his chin on the top of my head. I hugged him tightly, relaxing on his chest.

“Are you really okay? I know how badly this kind of news is affecting you.”

I just nodded, exhaling my uneasiness. It wasn’t that bad like before, I was genuinely happy for Kelly and Max.

“I’m okay, George. I’m excited to meet with Kelly and talk about the baby already.”

He saw my excitement in my eyes, his worries washing away.

“You know, they also had a hard time being successful. Maybe you and Kelly.. you know, you can catch up on some unspoken feelings.” His hand gently caressed my hair, giving me a sweet smile.

“So, that means you talked to Max?”

George rubbed his neck with nervous smile. “Yeah.. I was actually one of the first people to congratulate him. We talked and it’s okay between us. Also we decided not to fuel social media with another statements. Your speech yesterday got me thinking, you know..”

My lips curled in amused smile. “That’s great to hear.”

———

Through the practise session I spotted Kelly for a few times in the paddock. What I didn’t expect was her catching up with me along my way to the Mercedes hospitality.

“Hey, Kelly, it’s nice to see you.”

Her smile radiant, she was really glowing. “Long time no see, dear.”

“You look great, pregnancy really suits you. I nearly squealed in surprised, when I saw that post in the morning.”

Kelly chucked at my remark. “There were so many rumours throughout the years, but now it’s really true. And it’s really hard to hide it, so we decided to go out with it.”

“Yeah, rumours..” my voice faltered a bit, Kelly noticed.

“What about we get some coffee and snack over there? Talk a little bit.” Kelly smiled, gesturing towards the coffee stand.

———

As I sipped the coffee I couldn’t help but stare at her small bump. Kelly caught my gaze, chuckling.

“Do you want to touch it?”

My eyes went wide. “No, no. It’s okay. Really.”

“It’s okay, you can.”

Swallowing a lump in my throat I reached with my hand, landing it gently on the bump. It felt strange, the fact, that there is a baby growing inside. Also I felt the strange distant flutter in my belly I knew so well from the past. My smile went wide, while I caressed her belly.

“When I mentioned the rumours earlier, every time I heard or read about them, it pained me so much, because, of course, there was a miscarriage along the way. Then so many negative tests. Exhausting, depressing and frustrating. But most of all sadness, that I’m a failure. Max was always a perfect support, holding my hand while I was in pain, giving me a words that soothed the hole in my heart.” Kelly sighed a little, with a small smile.

“Yeah.. George was great too. We.. it happened to us too. A year ago at Monaco GP. I was really lucky that we were practically home. I couldn’t imagine to be in foreign country, hospital and then travelling home in that pain and sadness. The worst thing about it was that I haven’t even knew that I’m carrying a child, so I fell into the spiral of self guilt, i thought about all the moments when I drank alcohol, when I was overworking myself and social media were wild about me and George being a couple at that time. Really hard time. After that I dreamed about having a child, but George’s tight schedule and my health aren’t optimal, so we left it to the fate. I’m trying not to cling onto it, but as you know, it’s hard.”

Kelly looked genuinely surprised, but she grabbed my hand and gave it a light, reassuring squeeze.

“I’m really surprised, that there wasn’t any gossip about it, in that you’re really lucky. But on the other hand.. it really sucks and it’s horrible experience. Especially when there are people who would most likely see you at your lowest.”

“Yeah, tell me about it. That’s why I’m mostly aside, back from those crowds, press and nosy fans.”

“I understand that now.. I believe that one day you’re gonna get your own miracle.” Kelly smiled caressing her baby bump, while I grinned like a child.

———

Giving the last decoration up the Christmas tree, I sighed in relief, that it’s done. Exhaustion was one thing I got to live through the past weeks, it was weird. George was watching over me like a hawk since the end of the season, trying to pinpoint what might be wrong with me.

“What?” I asked him, when I turned around and caught his gaze.

His ocean eyes traveled over my body, noticing how I pulled my hoodie over my stomach weirdly. As if he finally understood what’s going on, his face softened, mouth slightly parted.

“Ah-ah. Don’t give me that look. No. You don’t know anything, just pretend and don’t ruin my surprise.”

With a soft chuckle, I took a small box into my hands, walking towards him and giving it to him.

“Just open it. I know that Christmas is a three days away, but I can’t wait anymore and you clearly just noticed.”

George quickly unwrapped the paper, revealing the small box into which was a positive pregnancy test and ultrasound picture.

“No way…” his whisper lingered through the room, filling the space with warmth and joy.

“I took it a day after we got home from Abu Dhabi, just to torture myself a little. And.. it came out positive. Same as ten others. As the tests at the doctors. And look at the small bundle at the picture. It’s our baby.” My eyes were on the verge of the tears, I still couldn’t believe it.

“You should’ve told me right away and not being alone in that feeling.” He frowned still looking at the ultrasound picture.

“I wanted it to be a surprise for Christmas. And.. if something would happen I wouldn’t be so distressed as the last time.. but I couldn’t wait to share it with you, and you caught how I’m tired and wearing baggy clothes, most of yours also..”

In a matter of seconds he wrapped his arms around my waist in tight hug, nuzzling his face into my neck, drowning in my scent, his hands slowly reaching my barely visible baby bump.

“I couldn’t wish for a better Christmas present. But.. there’s something missing, my love.”

As I quirked my brow, he put the box with a pregnancy test down, his hand shoving into the pocket of his sweatpants and taking out a smaller, red velvet box. My breath hitched in throat, absolutely taken aback by what he was about to do. Catching my shocked expression, he let out a shaky laugh, getting on his knee.

“Well… I also wanted it to be a Christmas surprise, but when I saw you decorating that Christmas tree, it felt natural to do it now, and in this moment, it makes perfect sense… my dear love, my enchanting partner, will you marry me? Will you spent an eternity with me?”

My tears were now flowing down my cheeks, along with the joyful laughter. “Yes, yes, absolutely, yes.”

Taking a ring from the pocket, he slid it down my finger, admiring how great it looked. I was literally shaking like crazy from all the overwhelming emotions.

“We’re crazy, George.”

“Crazy in love, Mrs. Russell.”

[f0point5]

You’re an amazing writer!!! Please do a piece about Emilia being the WORST patient when sick.

Like idk she’s sick during summer break or something but refuses to be sick and is all “I’m not sick!!!” but then it becomes unavoidable so she just becomes the absolute worst sick patient and makes all these crazy demands and stuff and max is just very amused.

Thank you 🫶🫶🫶

I hope you like where I went with it!!!!

✨Set in Australia 2023✨

(He’d build) a fire just to keep me warm

You don’t get sick. So when you wake up on the morning of Australian Grand Prix with a churning stomach and a tightness in your throat for the third day in a row, you take an ibuprofen and a lozenge and get on with it. You fill yourself with orange juice for the vitamin C and even say no when Daniel offers you some TimTams, but you power through.

Sure, you’re tired, but that’s just the jet lag, and you’re a little dizzy, but that’s just the fact that you haven’t eaten properly. You’ll be fine by the time the race starts. That’s what you tell yourself, and everyone in the garage, when they point out that you look uncomfortable.

“This weather is making me all sweaty,” you complain, fanning yourself with spare Red Bull cap even though you’re not even hot, just clammy.

“You’re sweating because you’re sick,” Max tells you, collecting his gloves and water bottle from the small cubby hole behind you.

You glare at him. For the past two days he’s been fussing around you, worried that you have the same thing he had before Jeddah. Even though you’ve been nowhere near as sick as he was. What’s making you feel ill is the hovering.

“Remember when I was sick last week I was sweating all night,” he says pointedly and you roll your eyes.

“And here I thought you’d just found the only Saudi porn channel,” you tease, and Max drops his worry to laugh, which you like. “And I’m not sick. I don’t get sick.”

“Except now,”

You nudge his shin with your foot. “Max, shut up.”

“See, if you weren’t sick, I’d be pissed off with that attitude,”

“Max, she’s not well, be nice.” GP says as he takes the space next to you by Max’s helmet shelf. His eyes narrow as he looks at you. “Do you want someone to take you back to the hotel? You’re looking very pale,”

“No, I’m fine,” you say, harsher than you meant to as you take Max’s water bottle out of his hand. “Just need a drink,”

“You can’t drink from that, you’re sick,” GP argues in shock.

You make a point of unknotting the straw, opening the cap, and taking a long sip of coconut water which frankly tastes like lukewarm bilge water.

You swallow with a small wince and the water actually turns your stomach more. GP looks disgusted, while Max just looks slightly amused as you hand him the bottle.

“I’m not sick.”

****************************

You don’t get sick. So you resist the urge to tell every paddock photographer that stops to take pictures of you sitting with Daniel outside Red Bull hospitality to fuck off. You’re not looking your best by any stretch, and you are starting to come round to the idea that it might be more than the heat. Not illness, per se. Just feeling slightly under the weather, desperately in need of a spa day. You’re fine. Just too spoilt and under pampered lately. It’s a dangerous combination.

“Why are you outside?”

You turn towards the voice to see Lando and Max making their way towards you, fresh from the driver’s parade and already sporting a sun kissed glow.

You’re out there because the fresh air feels like it’s helping, and they’re serving lunch inside. Despite being so hungry you can feel it in your bones, your stomach was protesting idea of food, and the contradiction of your insides was worsening your headache.

But you’re not going to tell Lando all that.

“What happened to you?” He says when they reach your table, a quizzical look on his face. “You look like shit,”

“Thanks,” you tell him, raising your middle finger.

“Lando, don’t be a dickhead. She’s sick,” Daniel chides, winking at you as if that was him having your back.

You groan. “I’m not sick.”

“I think she has the stomach flu I had last week,” Max chips in as he pulls out the chair beside you and sits down.

“Can you get stomach flu from sex?” Lando asks.

“Yeah, like crabs,”

You smack Daniel in the arm and debate reaching for Lando but can’t find the strength to move. “It never stops being fun being the only one in the room who has ever attended a biology class,” you say dryly, unfolding the pair of sunglasses clinging to your shirt and putting them on.

“Anyway, we haven’t…” Max says, clearing his throat as you all look at him. He gestures to you vaguely. “You know, so,”

The boys laugh like they don’t believe him even though they do, and you roll your eyes even though no one can see.

“I can always count on you to focus on the important part, Max, thank you.” You say, reaching over to pat his thigh.

That sets the boys off laughing again.

Jesus, why is it so cold all of a sudden. Are there sweat patches on my shirt. I think I’m going to be sick. No. No, I’m not. Because I’m not sick.

You don’t really pay attention to what they’re talking about after that. The pounding in your head gets worse and it’s hard to follow along with the conversation. You feel like every inch of you in stuffed with cotton balls. Through all of it, you feel Max’s hand on your back, his fingers tapping a gentle rhythm. It’s something he only down you’re sick, and not you’re not sick so you should tell him to stop.

You don’t.

******************************

You don’t get sick. The garage is just ridiculously noisy today. It’s so noisy that you have half a mind to see if one of the wheel guns can be used to drill a hole in your head and let out some of the pressure. It’ll be okay once the race starts. You’ll put on some headphones and take another painkiller and it’ll be fine.

“Are you sure you don’t just want to stay in the hospitality?” Max asks.

You’re loitering with him for the last few minutes before he has to get to the grid. Normally you’re teasing him by waving a snack he can’t eat in front of his face or discussing dinner plans, but today you can’t muster the energy, and the thought of food is a step too far.

“You really don’t look okay,”

You feign offence, smacking a hand against your chest with a gasp. “And just think, today is the day I was finally going to give you a good luck kiss,”

“Now I know you’re really sick,” Max snorts, and the offence isn’t as fake this time.

“I’m not sick,” is all you say in response.

“I thought you liked being sick,” he says, slipping his arms into this race suit to shrug it on. “You get to be even more demanding than usual and I can’t even say anything,”

“Yeah, but not…”

Not when Max needs to win this race to stay ahead in the championship. Not when for the last week he’s been recovering from the last of his own illness as well as dealing with several media attacks on everything from Checo edging him out for the championship, to Jos’s reaction to his loss in Jeddah.

You don’t finish the sentence. This is not the time to bring any of that up, just like it’s not the day to be sick.

“Max, I’m fine,” you insist, noting the way his jaw is ticking. Whether he’s worried about you or the race you can’t tell. “And I’m not demanding,”

He scoffs. “Sure,”

He picks up his balaclava, but doesn’t it on right away. He runs a hand through his hair, looking at you and then out to the track and back again.

“If you feel bad just for back to hospitality, or even go and-“

“It’s a couple of hours, less if you drive like I know you can. I feel fine, I promise,” you tell him. Normally, you’d hug him, but you hesitate, shoving your clammy hands into your back pockets. “Now go destroy Checo’s hopes and dreams,”

He laughs at that as he pulls his balaclava over his head.

“I’ll see you at parc fermé,”

*****************************

You don’t get sick. So when Max finishes first after what feels like the longest, choppiest race in history and heads over to his team only to find you missing, he worries. He high fives the engineers with a full smile, wondering if you just decided to stay inhospitality after all. Because you’re not well. He knows you’re not well. When he saw you before the first restart you looked unsteady on your feet, and now you weren’t even there.

It’s Helmut who tells him, over the cacophony of cheering, that you had gone to lie down after the second red flag. Max immediately feels his chest tighten.

He remembers how bad he felt all week when he’d come down with whatever that was. He remembers feeling like his lungs had migrated somewhere else in his body and were being crushed. He remembers everything tasting awful. He remembers the shivering and the exhaustion. It was hell.

And right now, he wishes he could have it again just so you don’t have to.

He’s on autopilot through all the interviews. When he makes it back to Red Bull, he doesn’t find you in hospitality, or the garage. He heads to his driver room to get his phone to call you, barging into the room only to be greeted by the sight of you curled up on the small grey couch in a Red Bull hoodie, asleep.

Something in his chest eases, but only slightly. When he thinks of how bad you must have been feeling to not even finish watching the race and sleep through the noise of the podium celebrations, he gets even more worried. And when he thinks that you spent all that time alone in here because no one was there to take care of you, he feels like shit.

He crouches down in front of you, knowing that he has to at least know you’ll be okay for another couple of hours, because if you even hint at being in any discomfort he’s going to skip the race debrief. Your face is covered in a glow, your cheeks a little flushed, and your breathing is heavier than normal.

“Engel?” He says, his voice barely above a whisper, his hand gently shaking your shoulder. You let out a short groan. “Engel, du musst aufwachen. Es tut mir leid, schatz,”

Your groan again, but this time your eyes flutter open, and Max feels an almost ridiculous relief.

“Maxy?” You smile when your eyes open properly, and you lift your arms over your head to stretch, back arching. You look like Sassy after her mid morning nap. “Did you win?” It’s asked through a yawn as you settle on your side.

“Yeah,” he says, brushing some damp strands of hair away from your face.

“Good,” you say with a contented smile, but it only lasts a second before the pout is back. “Maxy, I’m sick,”

“I know, Leibling,” he says, fighting a smile. He shouldn’t be smiling, you being sick is doing something terrible to his heart rate, but there’s something undeniably sweet about you when you’re like this.

“Can you get me a coke? A Zero, not a Diet, but not from a fridge because I’m so cold,” you say, your voice a pitiful whine.

“Yeah, I can do that,” Max says, surprised that it could be that easy, but it turns out you were just taking a breath.

“And a SmartWater,” you sigh. “If they don’t have SmartWater then some kind of energy drink and a Voss but if you can’t find the Voss then just the energy drink,”

“Yes, I know the water hierarchy,” Max says, thinking to himself that that might be the strangest sentence he’s ever said.

“And a blanket, please, this hoodie is so thin,”

Max nods, getting to his feet, already thinking where in a thirty degree paddock he is going get a blanket, but you’re not done.

“And could you close the blinds so I can sleep until you’re back from debrief,”

He nods, turning to go to the door. He stops halfway. Maybe he should do the blinds first. But the couch is front of the blinds so he’ll need you to move and he doesn’t want to move you-

“Actually, Max?”

Did he say he liked you like this? Yeah, he’s an idiot.

He turns back to you. “Yeah?”

“Could you just sit with me for a minute?”

He melts.

“Yeah,” he says, giving in to the smile this time. “I can do that.”

[its-all-papaya]

landoscar + 41? 🧡 maybe fake/pr-dating-turned-real-dating coded, so maybe even + 56? like, they realize the fake wasn't that fake anymore 🙈 (insert i am in love are you in love audio here)

they are both in love, anon.

(because i found it kind of impossible to explain without adding sooo much exposition... oscar is not a driver. he's just... a guy. that mclaren found. to date lando. suspend your disbelief, idk)

send me a ship and a number and i will write a kiss

41. to pretend (or is it?) | landoscar | 1.2k

Lando is in over his head. His aching, pounding, hurts-so-bad-it’s-making-him nauseous head. If he’d known one throw-away trip to the club in Miami was going to complicate his life so irreparably, he would have tucked his P1 trophy into bed next to him and gone straight to sleep like a good, boring boy. Instead, he’d gotten catastrophically fucked-up on any number of things he doesn’t remember and tossed himself dick-first into an entire publicity nightmare. That’s the worst part, probably: Lando doesn’t even remember. He remembers taking shots with Max and Danny and he remembers – barely – stumbling to the bathroom, and the next discernable point on that mental timeline comes at approximately 6:45 a.m., when he’d woken up to go vomit and found his lock screen so full of notifications that it’d made him forget to wonder where the man he’d gone to bed next to had pissed off to so early.

Since then, every minute of Lando’s life not spent in the car has felt full wall-to-wall with interviews, and meetings with crisis management, and saying “I’d prefer not to comment on that” so many times he hears it on repeat like an ear worm when he’s falling asleep at night. And also Oscar. There’s been a lot of Oscar.

He’s waiting in the lobby of McLaren’s hospitality when Lando arrives down from his driver’s room after qualifying in Brazil. Lando wonders how he got in, if their bosses have finally decided he’s trustworthy enough to walk around unchaperoned. It’s funny that he ever didn’t have a pass, actually; he is technically a McLaren employee. Probably. Lando thinks he gets paid. They’ve never talked about the specifics.

Either way, however he got there, Oscar is by himself in the lobby, leaned back in a chair, thumbing at his phone. He looks up when he senses Lando’s arrival, and Lando must look even more pathetic than he even thought, because Oscar’s face immediately goes soft with concern and he leaps up to take Lando’s bag off his hands.

“Hey, you alright?” he asks. He slides the backpack onto his own shoulders and then steadies a hand in the middle of Lando’s back, thumb tracing comforting little circles near his spine.

Lando could lie, but there’s not really any point to that, so he lets his face fold into the grimace it wants to be in and presses his thumb between his eyebrows.

“Head’s killing me,” he says. It comes out weak.

Oscar makes a sad little sound in sympathy, and the palm on Lando’s back shifts to his side so Oscar can tug him closer. Lando doesn’t have the energy to fight Oscar on these things at the best of times lately, so he’s definitely not going to when he’s exhausted and sick with the pain behind his eyes. Even though there’s really nobody around to see them.

“Let’s get you back to the hotel, then,” Oscar says, and Lando has never agreed to anything faster.

Oscar leads the way out of hospitality and through the paddock, fingers linked securely between Lando’s own. It’s baffling that he’s already been around this circus long enough to know the way without help. Nice, though, because Lando’s not really in a state to be of any.

They run into a few people along the way – fans or sponsors or employees. Lando doesn’t get the chance to tell which are which, because every time somebody new greets them, Oscar’s fingers tighten around his own and he talks the both of them cleverly out of the conversation before Lando can even consider what he would say if he was left to his own devices. It feels nearly impossible that less than six months ago, Oscar could barely say two words to Lando without being directly asked to.

“Oscar!” he hears as they’re nearing the exit, and they’re so close to relative quiet that Lando can’t help but groan about it. Oscar squeezes his hand again like an apology as he turns to address whoever it is.

"What’s up?” Oscar asks. When Lando lifts his eyes from the pavement, it’s Max stood before them. Both of his hands are hooked in the straps of his backpack and his chest is heaving just a little, like he’d jogged to catch them up.

“You’ll of course be at the race tomorrow?” Max asks. Lando’s not sure where this conversation is going, but he’s pretty sure it doesn’t have to happen right now. He hopes the look he’s giving Max is sufficiently irritated.

It must do the job, because Max’s eyes brighten and he says “Not pleased about that, Lando?”

Oscar’s hand goes from Lando’s palm to his back again, quick, and before Lando can open his mouth, Oscar’s saying, “He doesn’t feel good.”

“Ah,” Max says. Lando can’t figure out the look he’s being given.

“The race tomorrow?” Lando presses. If they’re going to chat about whatever it was right now, they could at least get to the point.

Max nods, shifting his gaze back to Oscar, “You are staying, yeah?”

“Yeah," Oscar says, "Why?”

It’s taking too long. Lando squeezes his eyes shut and presses his forehead against Oscar’s shoulder, hoping the counterpressure might do anything at all for the hot ache in his brain. Oscar’s hand goes immediately to the back of Lando’s neck, like it’s habit, and his thumb starts drawing firm lines down the muscle there, hairline to nape. It feels…really, really nice, actually.

“You’ll fly back with us after,” he can make out Max saying, “to Monaco. Lando and I and a few others.”

That doesn’t really make sense. Oscar’s been planning to go home for a bit over the mini break, Lando knows, they talked about it nearly right away when the agreement was drawn up. Far be it from him to argue that point, though, not when Oscar’s saying “Yeah, thanks, mate,” and his thumb’s still easing the pain in Lando’s skull. Lando would blame it on the headache, but it’s not like he’ll mind the extra time with Oscar, either. Which Max knows.

Lando cracks his eyes open and shifts enough to squint suspiciously at his friend, but Max is just grinning happily at the pair of them.

“Very good,” Max says. Sure.

“That’s all?” Oscar asks. His thumb finally stills. Lando does not whine about it, but it’s a close thing.

“Yes,” Max says, “you can take grumpy home now.”

Then, before Lando can decide whether that’s worth getting upset over, Oscar squeezes the back of his neck and nudges him up off his shoulder. His eyes are apologetic when Lando meets them, and he kisses Lando once on the forehead as he slides their palms back together.

It’s nice. Domestic. Very convincing, probably. Oscar’s gotten really good at his job.

“We’ll see you, mate,” Oscar says.

Max clasps Oscar’s hand for a second, then squeezes Lando’s shoulder on his way by.

When he's a few steps off, Oscar says, “Ready?” like Lando hasn’t been begging to go this whole time.

Lando says yes, please and he can tell it's a little whiny, because Oscar says "Hey, okay love, I'm sorry" and brushes a gentle kiss against his lips. Lando thinks Max is probably too far away to see it, but Oscar would know better.

It’s not until they’re finally settled into the back of the car, sides pressed together, that Lando remembers:

“Max knows about everything. You didn’t have to… he knows.”

Oscar’s gaze is soft and maybe a little sad, for some reason, but he smiles past it and combs his fingers through Lando’s hair until he settles.

“Yeah,” Oscar says as Lando’s head falls back against his shoulder, “He does.”

[medium-sized-carlos]

More reverse carlando au thoughts!

 I got a bit carried away here so bear with me!

• Carlos would have been a McLaren development driver with a bit of a crush on Lando when he was a kid (thinking of 14yo baby Carlos constantly in 19yo Lando's replies).

 • He thinks Lando is straight because he read all the gossip pages talking about him dating models ect. But he's bi.

 • Carlos would be very excited to be Lando's teammate (when they're 19 and 24) but plays it cool, but can't help but sing Lando's praises in interviews.

 • Lando is absolutely smitten the second he lays eyes on Carlos. But he feels a bit like a creep because of how young he is.

 • Lando is so nice to Carlos in his rookie year, giving him advice and spending long evenings with him going over data.

 • I'm imagining Carlos snr being a constant presence in the McLaren garage (like he was at Toro Rosso back in the day). Just being a vaguely intimidating presence that Lando doesn't want to piss off by flirting with his son.

 • So basically they're both feeling all the feelings but neither of them admit it.

 •  It all comes to a head when they go out to celebrate Lando's first win (still Miami bc why not) and Carlos can't keep his eyes off Lando. He feels overwhelmingly jealous when he sees Lando dancing with a woman who's all over him.

 •  When they get back to the hotel after Carlos basically throws himself at Lando, he doesn't care about embarrassing himself anymore he just wants him.

 •  Lando feels horrible about it the morning after. Sleeping Carlos looks so sweet and innocent curled up next to him. He thinks Carlos is going to hate him for taking advantage or something (they were quite drunk) but Carlos has no regrets.

 •  Their relationship (both professional and romantic) blooms during the months before the summer break.

 • They play golf together (maybe Alex introduced Lando to it in this vers) and Carlos trounces Lando every time. They spend time together in Monaco. Carlos lives in London to be close to the factory.

 • Snr starts to begrudgingly like Lando as he gets to know him. Especially during summer break when jnr insists on inviting Lando to their villa.

 • After summer break Carlos has a horrible crash in a wet qualifying at Zandvoort. It scares the shit out of Lando who saw it on the screens while being interviewed in the pen (like that video from spa but reversed).

 • Lando is in the pen early because a technical fault meant he couldn't do a lap in Q2.

 • Lando realises he's definitely in love, and probably has been for months.

 • Carlos is bruised but otherwise unhurt. He goes back to the paddock after getting checked out at the hospital.

 • Lando asks him into his driver's room and holds him close ("Don't scare me like that."). Love confessions happen probably idk.

 • Carlos fights his way up to the podium from P10 and Lando has never been prouder.

 • Lando started P15 and makes it to P4.

 • Lando wins a couple of races in the second half of the season but gets no where near Max in the WDC.

 • Carlos' first win comes in Brazil with Lando in second.

 • Lando wins the final race in AD with Carlos in P3. It secures the WCC for McLaren.

[puzzlebean]

Another request, a Lestappen fic where Max takes care of Charles after he gets injured.

Hiiii thank you so much for requesting this! I had so much fun writing it! 💗

Here it is:

It was stupid. So stupid that Charles can barely believe it happened. He just spun off and hit the wall during free practice. No one was near him and there were no issues with the car, Charles was apparently just really stupid and forgot how to drive and now his hands are broken and he might have a little concussion. His ego is the most bruised, though, and he's sulking about it. He doesn't get to drive anymore this weekend, or likely the next few, and the entire world just watched him being stupid. 

"Oh my god, Charles," Max says as he storms into Charles's hotel room and sits down next to him. "I came as soon as they let me go." 

Max is Charles's sometimes rival, sometimes friend and maybe boyfriend. Max also watched Charles being stupid. It's the worst. And yes Charles knows he's being a little dramatic but he feels like he has a right to in this situation. 

"Are you okay?" Max asks and then immediately stops, frowning a little. "No that was silly. You are, of course, not." 

"I think I will survive," Charles says, dramatically. 

"Oh Charles," Max says. "I will take care of you, of course. As much as I can. I think Christian will be a little upset if I don’t race." 

Charles points out that Christian will be more than a little upset if Max fails to race because he's looking after a competitor but inside he feels warm and fuzzy. Max wants to be with him, Max wants to look after him. 

Max gently kisses Charles cheek. Then he pats his thighs and stands up. "I'm going to order us food. And then I'm going to do whatever you need." 

Charles smiles as he listens to Max order too much food. Having him here helps already, even though Charles still feels like an idiot. 

Once Max has ordered the food, he fluffs up Charles's pillow and gets him to lay down. 

"Do you need any painkillers, sweetheart?" Max asks. 

Charles nods. The last dosage had been in the hospital. That was probably a while ago. 

"Where are they?" Max asks. 

"Andrea put them on the desk. Easy access he said," Charles replies. 

"Good," Max says. 

He walks to the bathroom, grabs a glass of water and then grabs the painkillers. He reads the box carefully and then pops out two pills. He hands the pills to Charles who pops them into his mouth and then hands him the water. Charles makes a face. 

"What's wrong?" Max asks, immediately worried. 

Charles pouts. "The pills taste gross." 

"I'm sorry," Max says. He presses a kiss against Charles's forehead. "You are being so brave." 

And the thing is, Charles knows that's not true. He's being silly and dramatic and wallowing in self-pity. That doesn't mean it's not good to hear, though. Especially from Max's lips. 

"Do you want to sleep before the food arrives?" Max asks. 

Charles shakes his head. "I just want to lie next to you and feel sorry for myself."

"Then that's what we will do," Max says easily. 

He gets on the bed, carefully so he doesn't bump against Charles. He lies down on Charles's good side so they can hold hands. 

"Do you want to talk about what happened?" Max asks. 

"I was just stupid," Charles says, "so no." 

"I don't think you are stupid," Max says, "just unlucky. But, of course, if you do not want to talk about this we won't. I can talk about Jimmy and Sassy." 

"Please," Charles says. 

So Max gets into a passionate story about his cats and their antics and Charles is so fond of him. This man. God. To think they used to drive each other crazy, that they used to drive each other off the track and assumed they would always dislike each other. It's so different now. Now Max is the one person Charles always wants to be with. The person he loves, even though they haven't told each other that yet. 

When the food arrives Max helps Charles eat like it's no big deal. It makes the whole ordeal less awkward and embarrassing. It's like Max just knows exactly what Charles needs. 

"Thank you for this," Charles says. 

Max looks at him like he's being silly. "You are my boyfriend," he says. "Of course I take care of you." 

So not a maybe boyfriend, then. His actual boyfriend. Something good came out of this stupid crash after all. 

"I love you," Charles says. 

Max's face lights up. "I love you, too." 

He kisses Charles's lips. Charles is so lucky. He can't believe he gets to call this incredible man his. 

[calyxthenerd]

@thirdlotusprince3

“Onto the bus everyone! Our flight is in two hours, but as it is an international one and we are such a big group, we have to get there extra early!” Ms Bustier says as all her students pile into the bus, Marinette cocking her head at Max, who pats his hoodie pocket, where a glasses’ case lays and she nods, lowering her head and going to her seat next to Alya.

—————————————————————

After a quiet ride to the airport, as it was very early, a stop for coffee at the airport, a very long journey through the airport and a chaotic plane ride, in which a good number of her students got lectured by flight attendants for being too loud, they were at the Juan Santamaría airport in San Jose, Costa Rica.

They met up with their tour bus driver after finally shaking the long line in customs, quickly going in to get to their hotel and take nap before their first tour.

—————————————————————

They did a tour of the historical area in the city on the first day, the city was beautiful, but they all decided to head back when they saw a car on fire while they walked around, much to Alix’s protests

—————————————————————

They spent the rest of the trip on the, much smaller, city of San Carlos, visited the beautiful Arenal volcano, went to one the aguas termales spa resorts nearby, Kim had to be taken to the hospital because he thought it was a good idea to run on the wet floor, made out of rocks, and hit his head, he whined the rest of their days there, because he, the swimmer, couldn’t go into the water!

Max did an experiment with the water’s pH, he had a briefcase with equipment to measure it and everything

Nathaniel refused to go into the water, instead FaceTiming Marc and showing him around the place, Juleka was with him, doing the same thing to her brother, until Rose coached her into the water, that made Nathaniel complain a lot because “us emo artists need to stick together!”

Marinette and Adrien were flirting quietly in a corner, but eventually got roped into a chicken fight by their best friends, Alya and Nino won, solely because of Alya’s willpower, they then were overpowered by Mylene and Ivan, because short girls rule.

Zoe was counting Alix’s time to swim across one of the bigger pools as they chatted about the best hair dye brands

Sabrina, free from Chloe since the blonde was currently in New York for one of her mother’s fashion shows, quickly got in the good favors of children who’s parents weren’t paying attention to them, she understood them, very well.

—————————————————————

They then went to a family’s farm, that had a small airport inside as well, Rose and Mylene were overjoyed to hold baby sloths that appeared in trees nearby, they also got to swim in a river near the family’s house, much to Kim’s chagrin, who still couldn’t swim, Alix was tired of swimming and was climbing the trees, Nino was recording, Alya, Marinette and Mylene were shit talking the conservative grandpa who owned the farm, Rose, Ivan and Juleka were jamming on a corner, Ivan with bongos since he couldn’t bring his drums, Adrien was chilling by the river, his feet dipped in, Nathaniel was drawing everyone, he was currently on Juleka’s hair.

And as they all did their thing, all they could think about is that they didn’t want to go back to the chaos in Paris, but as Max checked his phone and clicked his tongue twice, making everyone’s heads turn to face him and he nods, muttering his transformation words and making a portal, as most of the other heroes transformed, leaving only Alix, who put in an earpiece, in case things got dire and she was called in, Max, Juleka and Nathaniel, who, also put in earpieces, Max dropping his transformation and feeding Kaalki, they all knew their jobs, Max was supposed to create a portal at the signal, Juleka was assigned to create the cover story, and Nathaniel was meant to distract the family if needed, and so they sat and waited.

—————————————————————

The battle was quick and easy, the numbers quickly overwhelming the transformed victim of the day, and so, after Pigella comforted and delivered the victim to their home, Ladybug pressed her earpiece twice, sending their coordinates to Pegasus and giving the signal, and a portal opens in the rooftop they’re standing in, letting they go back to their trip to Costa Rica, but as they drop their transformations, they hear a gasp and a plate shatter, seeing their teacher and a young woman, the owner’s daughter, they recalled, who were bringing over some snacks, and they all came to the same realization:

They. Were. Fucked.

[dreatine]

Fic: Lucky Penny (Maxcer)

Title: Lucky Penny

Author: dreatine

Rating: G

Pairing: Maxcer

Disclaimer: I own nothing

Summary: Ever since meeting Max, Spencer has carried a special token that brings him luck.

Fulfills CMBingo22 Square: S15

Beta readers: Edgar and Sharon and they did the last Tara/Luke one

Word Count:750+ ( hand count)

**********

“Everybody get ready. We’ll be leaving in. 15.” Emily ordered, leaving the conference room.

They had just gotten the location of the Unsub from Garcia which was about ten minutes out.

As the team was finishing putting on their Kevlar vests, Spencer was digging around in his pockets. “Where is it?” He thought,a slight nervousness settling in.

Ever since his hospital stay, he’d been carrying around the penny that he’d entertained Max’s nephew with that eventually led him to his greatest love. After their first meeting, Max had given him the penny to carry for work which he did until that fateful day when he’d received his brain injury. He had forgotten to take the penny out from his pants when he changed into new clothes for the next day and was in such a rush that day, he forgot to put the penny in his new pants the day the explosion hit.

After he recovered, he realized that he didn’t have the penny with him that day and wondered if he had the penny, then maybe he wouldn’t have gotten hurt. Usually, he didn’t believe in superstition or magical realism or fate per say, but since meeting Max, he’d started to be a convert. Everything about Max defied rational explanations and he started to believe a higher power, purpose was the reason Max had come into his life after all the terrible things that happened to him or by him. He knew he didn’t deserve Max but was forever grateful that she was in his life.

He had told Max about this and she’d pointed out the date on the penny was her birth year,which made it more special. She’d taken to calling it his lucky penny and he never left home without it again.

Now, he couldn’t find it. And he was starting to get antsy.

Rummaging around in his shoulder bag, mumbling to himself, Spencer was anxious that Luke started to notice.

“ Hey, brother.” Luke whispered to Spencer. “What’s wrong?”

Spencer sighed. “This sounds weird but I’m looking for a penny that Max had given me. I carry it everyday for luck.” He answered sheepishly.

Luke smiled knowingly. “Why would you think it’s weird?” He reached under his shirt.”I wear this crystal for protection that Penelope gave me after our first date.”

“Really?” Spencer expressed surprise.

Luke nodded.” During our last date, I almost got nicked by a car in the parking lot and Penny said that I needed to be careful and then,I teased her about needing a lucky charm. So, she gave me this.” He held up the chain with the purple crystal in it for Spencer to see. “ Very common belief in Latino cultures of talismans.”

Spencer smiled tightly. “Luke,I need to find mine.”

“Where was the last place you had it?”

“I thought it was in my pants pockets but nothing.” He showed Luke his empty pockets.

“It’s probably not in your bag since you wanted it near you as possible.” Luke looked around and noticed Spencer’s jacket on the coat rack. “How about here?”

Spencer perked up immediately. “I didn’t look yet.” He rushed over to Luke who put his hand in the left pocket, felt nothing then went to the right one and felt metal. Grasping it with two fingers, he held it up. “ This it?”

He nodded enthusiastically, his eyes sparkling.” Yes,it is.” He plucked the coin out of Luke’s hand.”Thank you, Luke.” He kissed it and put it in his pocket quickly, causing Luke to smile brightly. He didn’t think he’d ever seen Spencer this happy.

“Anytime, brother.” He slapped Spencer on the back.

“Alvez, Reid, let’s go.” Tara said, poking her head into the conference room.

“Coming.” Spencer replied, leading Luke out the door, a spring in his step.

****

Later back at the hotel:

Spencer dropped onto the lumpy mattress, letting out a breath. Today was an adventure. First, solving the case, losing the Penny, finding the Penny again, then capturing the Unsub which wasn’t easy. He was partnered with Luke and both just about tan head first into a machete that the Unsub was wielding. Thanks to a tackle by Luke and a lucky shot to the arm by Spencer, which caused the Unsub to drop the machete, the killer was subdued.

There was only one person he wanted to talk to after his day. Picking up his phone, he dialed a familiar number.

“Hello?” A beautiful voice asked.

Grinning, Spencer replied. “ Max, it’s me.”

“Mr.Magic! How are you.” She asked.

“Better now that I’m talking to you.” Spencer said, loving her nickname for him.

“Flatterer.”

“Truth.” He answered back.

Max settled on her couch. “So, how was the case ?”

“Well…”Spencer started, leaning back against the headboard. He reached into his pocket, fingering the cool penny. “You’ll never believe what happened….”

*****

The End

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Greater Kailash - 1 and Service Apartment Greater Kailash - 2 are among the most sought-after neighborhoods in Delhi. Known for their posh surroundings, these areas boast excellent connectivity to key locations in the city, including Nehru Place, Connaught Place, and major transportation hubs. The lively M-block and N-block markets are perfect for shopping enthusiasts and food lovers alike.

Who Can Benefit from Our Service Apartments?

Business Travelers:- With proximity to major corporate hubs and high-speed internet, our apartments are ideal for professionals seeking a productive and comfortable environment.

Tourists:- Explore the vibrant culture of Delhi with easy access to tourist attractions such as Lotus Temple, Qutub Minar, and India Gate. Return to a relaxing and luxurious stay at the end of the day.

Families:- Our spacious apartments are perfect for families, offering privacy and facilities like kitchens and multiple bedrooms.

Medical Visitors :Located near top hospitals such as Max Super Specialty and Fortis, our apartments provide a convenient stay for medical travelers.

Top Attractions Near Greater Kailash

M-Block Market (GK-1): A hub for shopping, dining, and socializing.

Lotus Temple: A short drive from GK, known for its stunning architecture.

Khan Market: Perfect for luxury shopping and gourmet dining.

Nehru Place: South Asia’s IT hub, located nearby for business travelers.

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Greenleaf Suites offers luxurious Service  Apartments in Greater Kailash - 1 and Greater Kailash - 2, designed to meet the needs of every traveler. With our modern amenities, stylish interiors, and commitment to excellence, we provide a superior alternative to traditional accommodations.

Contact us at 8383915342 to book your rental today.

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Modern Service Apartments In Gurgaon Near Golf Course Road With Top Facilities

When it comes to premium accommodations, service apartments in Gurgaon near Golf Course Road stand out as a perfect blend of modernity, comfort, and convenience. Whether you're a business traveler, a medical visitor, or someone seeking a long-term stay, these service apartments offer the ideal home-away-from-home experience.

In this blog, we’ll explore what makes these apartments exceptional, the facilities they offer, and why they’re the best choice for your next stay in Gurgaon.

Why Choose Service Apartments in Gurgaon Near Golf Course Road?

Gurgaon, the Millennium City, is a hub for corporate offices, luxury living, and world-class amenities. Golf Course Road, in particular, is one of the most sought-after areas for its accessibility and vibrant lifestyle. Service apartments in Gurgaon near Golf Course Road cater to this high standard, offering:

Strategic Location: Proximity to business hubs like DLF Cyber City, Udyog Vihar, and Sohna Road.

Luxury Living: Modern interiors, spacious layouts, and premium facilities.

Cost-Effective Stays: Affordable rates compared to luxury hotels, especially for longer durations.

Personalized Comfort: A home-like environment with the perks of professional services.

Top Facilities in Modern Service Apartments

1. Fully Furnished and Spacious Living Spaces

Service apartments near Golf Course Road are thoughtfully designed to provide comfort and functionality.

Separate living, dining, and sleeping areas ensure ample space.

Modern furniture and decor create a cozy yet stylish ambiance.

2. High-Speed Internet and Workspaces

For business travelers, reliable high-speed Wi-Fi and dedicated workstations make these apartments ideal for remote work or virtual meetings.

3. Fully Equipped Kitchens

Save time and money with a fully stocked kitchen, including:

Cooking appliances like microwaves, ovens, and stoves.

Essential utensils, crockery, and refrigerators for meal prep and storage.

4. Premium Amenities

Enjoy luxurious amenities like:

Recreational facilities: Gyms, swimming pools, and lounges.

Entertainment options: Smart TVs, cable, and streaming services.

Laundry services: Washing machines or in-house laundry facilities for convenience.

5. 24/7 Security and Maintenance

Safety and peace of mind are guaranteed with:

Round-the-clock security and CCTV surveillance.

On-call maintenance staff for any issues during your stay.

6. Housekeeping and Concierge Services

Experience hassle-free living with regular housekeeping, linen changes, and concierge support to assist with bookings or transportation.

Ideal for Various Stays

1. Business Travelers

Located near Golf Course Road’s corporate hubs and coworking spaces, these apartments minimize commute times and provide a professional yet relaxing environment.

2. Families on Extended Stays

Spacious layouts and child-friendly amenities make them ideal for families relocating to Gurgaon or visiting for an extended period.

3. Medical Visitors

For those seeking treatments at nearby facilities like Medanta Medicity Hospital, service apartments provide a peaceful and comfortable retreat.

Best Service Apartments in Gurgaon Near Golf Course Road

1. Olive Serviced Apartments

Located in the heart of Golf Course Road, Olive offers luxurious and well-equipped apartments, perfect for both short and long-term stays.

2. Perch Service Apartments

Known for its excellent service and premium facilities, Perch is ideal for corporate travelers and families alike.

3. Marriott Executive Apartments

This high-end option features spacious layouts, world-class amenities, and a strategic location near Golf Course Road.

4. Max House Apartments

For those seeking budget-friendly yet modern accommodations, Max House provides exceptional service with a homely touch.

Advantages of Staying Near Golf Course Road

1. Connectivity

Quick access to DLF Cyber City, Udyog Vihar, and major highways.

Well-connected public transport options like the Rapid Metro and app-based cabs.

2. Lifestyle Options

High-end shopping malls like South Point Mall and One Horizon Center.

Fine dining restaurants, cafes, and entertainment hubs for a vibrant lifestyle.

3. Proximity to Healthcare Facilities

World-class hospitals like Medanta Medicity are within easy reach, making the location suitable for medical visitors and their families.

Tips for Choosing the Right Service Apartment

Check the Location: Ensure the apartment is close to your work or point of interest.

Review Amenities: Look for features like Wi-Fi, kitchen facilities, and recreational spaces.

Evaluate Flexibility: Confirm if the apartment offers flexible rental terms and easy extensions.

Read Reviews: Online testimonials can give you a clear picture of the service quality.

Conclusion

Modern service apartments in Gurgaon near Golf Course Road offer a perfect blend of luxury, convenience, and affordability, making them an excellent choice for all kinds of stays. With top-notch facilities, strategic locations, and personalized comfort, they cater to business professionals, families, and healthcare visitors alike.

Ready to Experience Luxury Living?

Explore the finest serviced apartments near Golf Course Road today. From short-term visits to long stays, you’ll find the perfect accommodation that meets your needs and enhances your Gurgaon experience.

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Prayagraj (formerly Allahabad), a city rich in cultural and historical significance, is known for its famous Sangam, where the Ganges, Yamuna, and Saraswati rivers converge. Whether you're visiting for religious reasons, sightseeing, or business, finding the right accommodation is essential to making your trip memorable. In this guide, we’ll explore the best hotels in prayagraj  offering options for every type of traveler—from luxury seekers to those on a budget.

Luxury Hotels in Prayagraj: Opulence and Comfort

If you're looking to indulge in comfort and first-class amenities, luxury hotels in Prayagraj offer the perfect blend of traditional hospitality and modern conveniences. Here are some top choices:

 Hotel Kanha Shyam

One of the most renowned luxury hotels in the city, Hotel Kanha Shyam offers world-class facilities with a dash of Indian warmth. Its spacious rooms, elegant interiors, and excellent service make it a preferred choice for travelers seeking a premium experience. Guests can enjoy its fine dining restaurants, swimming pool, and proximity to key city attractions.

The Legend Hotel

The Legend Hotel is a popular choice among business and leisure travelers alike. Known for its stylish decor and modern amenities, the hotel offers premium rooms, conference facilities, and multiple dining options. Located conveniently near transport hubs, it makes for a hassle-free stay.

Hotel Polo Max

Situated close to the railway station, Hotel Polo Max provides a luxurious yet cozy stay. With contemporary rooms, impeccable service, and proximity to local tourist spots, it ensures a comfortable experience whether you're here for a short visit or an extended stay.

Best Mid-Range and Budget Hotels in Prayagraj

Not every traveler seeks luxury; for some, a comfortable yet affordable stay is a priority. Fortunately, Prayagraj offers a range of  best hotels in prayagraj that don’t compromise on quality or convenience.

Kashi Hotel

For budget-conscious travelers, Kashi Hotel offers clean, simple, and comfortable accommodation at an affordable price. It's centrally located and provides easy access to some of the main attractions like Anand Bhavan and the Sangam. Despite its affordability, guests praise the hotel for its friendly service and welcoming atmosphere.

Hotel Yatrik

Hotel Yatrik is an excellent option for those looking for mid-range pricing with the added benefit of comfortable amenities. Its well-maintained rooms, in-house restaurant, and proximity to the city center make it a great choice for families and solo travelers alike.

Hotel Prayag

One of the city's most popular budget hotels, Hotel Prayag offers value for money with basic yet comfortable rooms. With its convenient location near the Prayagraj railway station and the local market, it's ideal for travelers who are looking to explore the city without breaking the bank.

Unique Stays: Heritage and Boutique Hotels

For those who want a unique experience,  best hotels in prayagraj in Prayagraj offer a glimpse into the city's royal past. While these might be fewer in number, they provide a memorable stay for those seeking something beyond the ordinary.

 Grand Continental Hotel

Blending old-world charm with modern facilities, Grand Continental Hotel stands as a testament to the city’s historical significance. This heritage-style property offers elegant rooms, lush gardens, and fine dining options.

Tips for Choosing the Best Hotel in Prayagraj

Location: Depending on your purpose of visit, choose a hotel close to the city’s main attractions, like the Sangam, Anand Bhavan, or the business district.

Budget: Prayagraj offers options for all budgets—from luxury hotels to budget stays—so pick one that aligns with your spending plan.

Amenities: Look for amenities that matter to you, such as free Wi-Fi, complimentary breakfast, or airport transfers, as they can add convenience to your stay.

Conclusion

Whether you’re seeking opulence at a  best hotels in prayagraj hotel or a more budget-friendly stay, Prayagraj has plenty of accommodations to suit your needs. By choosing the right hotel, you can make the most of your visit to this historic city and enjoy a comfortable, stress-free stay.

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Best Hotel in Rishikesh — Hotel Holy Vivasa

Situated in the heart of the holy city of Rishikesh, with a breathtaking view of the hills on its three sides, Holy Vivasa The Best Hotel in Rishikesh Near Bus Stand is the perfect destination choice for a luxurious and relaxing vacation. From the moment you step inside the Best Luxury Hotels in Rishikesh, you will revel in its splendid luxury elegance.

The spectacular marble procured from the marble city of Rajasthan and classy wooden interiors bring a contemporary sophistication to the tastefully designed hotel.

The cosy rooms & suites are designed with great aesthetic sense and soothing interiors to make your stay comfortable & memorable. With the kind of grandeur, amenities, exotic food, and aesthetic accommodation we offer at our luxury creation, you are bound to enjoy a holistically rejuvenating experience.

Classic design, luxury, hospitality, fine dining, convenience,and spectacular views make the hotel stand out from its contemporaries. Curated with the best amenities from across the world, Hotel holy vivasa becomes the best Luxury hotels in Rishikesh Near Bus Stand.

The hotel boasts of an expansive banquet hall capable of accommodating max 350 guests for a wedding function, birthday celebrations, corporate conferences, or any other event, and its splendid mirrorwork on the ceiling adds to the beauty of the banquet.

Whether you are on a holiday retreat or on a business trip, our staff is dedicated to serving our guests in the most hospitable manner so that a lifelong connection is built with every person who visits Holy Vivasa. If you are looking for hotels to stay in Rishikesh, Our best hotel in Rishikesh is committed to ensuring that each requirement of yours is fulfilled for you to have a pleasant stay. We are closely centered to the famous tourist hotel to Stay in Rishikesh, and our Best Luxury Hotels in Rishikesh is comfortably accessible from every nook and corner of the city.

Click on the link for more information — Best Hotel in Rishikesh

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Best Hotels Near Saket Metro Station in South Delhi

Seeking the epitome of luxury and convenience? Look no further than the prestigious hotels near the Saket Metro Station in the heart of South Delhi. This prime location offers unparalleled access to the city's finest attractions while providing a sanctuary of opulence and comfort.

Indulge in the ultimate hospitality experience at the renowned Hotel Near Max Hospital Saket, where every detail is meticulously crafted to exceed your expectations. From the moment you step into the grand lobby, you'll be enveloped in an atmosphere of sophistication and elegance.

For those seeking the Best Hotels In South Delhi, this area is a true gem. Immerse yourself in the vibrant culture, savor exquisite dining experiences, and explore the city's rich heritage, all within a stone's throw from your luxurious abode.

Discover the epitome of urban living at the Hotel In South Delhi, where contemporary design meets impeccable service. Indulge in world-class amenities, unwind in the serene spa, and savor culinary delights that tantalize your taste buds.

Whether you're a discerning traveler or a local seeking a staycation, the Hotels In Delhi South Delhi offer a truly remarkable experience. Embrace the epitome of luxury and let the city's energy rejuvenate your senses.

Nestled in the heart of Saket, the Hotel In Saket Delhi beckons with its sophisticated charm and unparalleled hospitality. Immerse yourself in the local culture, explore the vibrant markets, and return to your sanctuary of tranquility.

Elevate your travel experience by choosing the Hotel In Saket Metro, where convenience and luxury converge. Seamlessly navigate the city with ease, and retreat to your haven of comfort after a day of exploration.

Discover the ultimate in luxury and convenience at the Best Hotels Near Saket Metro Station in South Delhi, where every moment is a celebration of life's finest pleasures.

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That rumor about Kelly taking photos of Jos house and family seems off. Jos has never lived in Amsterdam or near Amsterdam. Max has always flown in and out for the Dutch GP never sticking around extra. Kelly took P with them to Amsterdam, you can see photos on her instagram. Pretty sure the video she posted of P was back in their hotel room. Pretty sure that 2021 was when Jos was hospitalized during the GP. He turned out to be okay but as far as I remember Max didn’t stick around after and left after the GP. I do think something happened to make Jos not like Kelly but I don’t think it’s the story everyone tells.

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