#carlos going for the hand clasp and charles just directly falling into the hug...

[f1-stuff]

Monaco GP '24 // Two angles of the hug

[tetralea]

Accidental sex prompt: “Playing a prank on our friends to make them think we’re a couple and now we’re in bed together” sex

I don't know why - but this is so Lestappen. 😅

Hi! Ahh I loved this! Thank you for the request! 😄

It started out as a good idea, well it was Max’s idea, so Charles had his doubts first, but it was good.

They were teased endlessly by their friends through their bickerings to go and get a room. It had been going on for years, and not that they never considered it, not telling the other one of course, but it never actually happened. It went on and on until Max had enough.

So, he came up with the idea of acting like they really did get that room and ended up as a couple after. Charles had his reservations, like how it would happen so suddenly and what they would say, and what they would say after, and how they should act? But Max was determined.

‘Look they were saying this in the last two years?��� He asked not even remembering when they started it. Charles nodded half-heartedly, not really remembering either. ‘It’s just fair that we tease them a bit about it too.’ He shrugged like it wasn’t a big deal.

‘And what are we going to say?’ Charles asked slowly.

‘That we finally got that room?’ Max opened his arms wide, raising his eyebrows. ‘And we realized we liked each other all along, and here we are, together.’

The pretty lips pursed as Charles thought about it. This straight implied that they slept together, which gave him an uneasy yet warm, fuzzy feeling in his stomach. He sighed before replying. ‘Are we going to kiss?’ He asked hesitantly.

‘No.’ Max exclaimed.

‘Okay, no need to be rude about it. I just asked.’ Charles stuck his tongue out before adding. ‘I’m a really good kisser by the way, just so you know.’ He crossed his arms in front of his chest. ‘But okay, let’s do it.’ He agreed which made Max grin uncontrollably.

‘Okay, tonight at the party, you are my boyfriend, Mr. Good Kisser.’ Max teased and to seal the deal, he quickly leaned in and pecked Charles’ cheek.

The younger one yelped a bit, losing his balance and almost falling from the couch.

‘You have three hours to practice, because this won’t sell it.’ An overly dramatic and comically disappointed sigh came from Max before he could have stood up and left Charles alone with his thoughts.

The three hours came earlier, a lot earlier than Charles thought. He tried to rehearse a few answers to the most anticipated questions, asked Max about the endless scenarios of how it could go wrong, and surprised his fake boyfriend with a few hugs and pecks just to practice.

Now they were both ready and dressed, standing in the door.

‘Relax, it is going to be fun.’ Max grinned and offered his hand to Charles who took it gladly, enthusiastically even. ‘Imagine George’s face or Lando’s reaction, they will be so shocked.’ This, infact brought some comfort for the brunette.

He exhaled slowly and let Max lead him out of the apartment.

When they arrived the reactions were insane. They walked into the apartment of Lando with confidence, fingers interlaced, fifteen minutes late just so they could make a real entrance. Just as that all eyes were on them.

‘Hi, guys!’ Max greeted cheerfully, one hand waving, the other giving a small squeeze to Charles.

The reactions were indeed priceless.

George froze in place, spilling wine on the counter. Lando screamed a little, pointing at them before screaming in excitement. Alex started to cough, while showing a thumbs up. He was at loss of words. Pierre just raised an eyebrow, looking directly at Charles, telling his best friends without words that they needed to talk. Yuki clasped his hands and turned to Pierre to make sure he was seeing it too. Carlos, similarly to Lando screamed excitedly, boxed in the air saying “Finally!”. While Daniel appeared out of nowhere, standing right in front of the new couple. ‘So you did get a room after all?’ He asked with a shit eating grin.

‘I guess we did.’ Max was quick to answer and Charles was nodding along, trying to control his facial expressions and looking more cheerful than nervous.

‘We need to drink to this.’ The aussie yelled still with the biggest smile, and just like that everyone woke up from their stupor.

It was somewhat easier after everyone kind of got around it, or at least got over the first shock. They all had a round of shots for Max and for Charles and for Max and Charles, so to say it got the party going was an understatement.

They weren’t asked too many questions and Charles was glad about it. The first drinks made him ease up a bit and slowly pretending it wasn't even that difficult anymore. They were glued together the whole night. Max’s hands were either around him, or on his thigh and Charles tried to blame the alcohol for his heart speeding up and a shudder running through him, even if he tried to avoid it for the rest of the night.

It seemed Max took the same route, as he was sipping something which looked like gin tonic, but was just tonic for real.

Charles sneaked up to him, circling his arms around the broad torso. ‘Are you having a good time, baby?’ He purred into Max’s ear before pressing a light kiss behind his ear, earning a small sigh which he couldn’t miss.

‘Yes.’ The dutchman smiled, trying to ignore the shiver running down his spine just a second ago. ‘Are you?’ He turned in the soft embrace, placing his drink on the counter, to wrap his arms around Charles’ neck.

‘Pretty good. Yes.’ He breathed out heavily, licking his lips, trying to keep his gaze on the blue eyes instead of the plump lips. He felt a slight pull towards the other one, which made him lean in slightly and wetting his lips. They said no kissing, but how could he stop himself? He inhaled deeply, when a sharp noise cut through the tension in the small kitchen making Max clear his throat and spoke up.

‘Good, that is good.’ He tried to laugh, but fuck when did Charles’ eyes become so beautiful, his dimples so cute and his lips so damn inviting?

‘Are you up for a round of Mario Kart?’ Daniel appeared in the kitchen door suddenly, just to save them from an awkward silence. ‘Oh, sorry.’ He covered his eyes in a teasing way. ‘Am I disturbing? Should I get back later?’ He opened a small space between two fingers to peak.

Both Max and Charles spoke up at the same time. ‘No, we are going.’

As it turned out there were only two controllers so they took turns in playing. Lando and Carlos took the first round while the others watched not too quietly. Max sat in the armchair next to the couch, lightly touching Charles’ fingers to get his attention. ‘Wanna sit?’

The brunette bit his lips taking a shaky breath before accepting the offer. He sat on Max’s thighs, first a bit awkwardly, not being used to this at all, but to his surprise Max looked like an expert fake boyfriend. He leant forward a bit, resting his cheek on Charles’ shoulder, wrapping his arms around the Monégasque and interlaced their fingers. It felt odd but surprisingly calming and comfortable. They sat like this during the entire Mario Kart session, screaming and yelling, Max quietly hissing every time Charles shuffled and unintentionally grinded on his lap. It was torture. He tried to push him a bit further away from his crotch and only prayed the other one wouldn't notice the semi he was already having.

The game went on and they were cheering on someone while exchanging small kisses on the shoulder or the cheeks, Charles sometimes resting his head on top of Max’s, the small hisses and groans slowly turning him on.

‘We should get home.’ Charles whispered into the soft locks, making sure no one heard them.

‘Are you tired, baby?’ Max leaned closer whispering to the other one’s ear, now making sure the others heard them.

Charles yawned before he could have answered. ‘Yes.’ He mumbled.

‘Let’s go home.’ Max prompted and helped his fake boyfriend get up from his lap. From that moment they didn’t let go of each other’s hand. He was guiding a seemingly very sleepy Charles through the good byes and through the door, into the cab he called.

‘You don’t have to take me home.’ A small voice came from around his shoulder where he didn’t see anything else but a mop of brown hair. ‘ I can go home.’ He didn’t know why he spoke up, he was actually glad, he felt really nice and comfortable pressed tightly to Max. The tight feeling in his stomach is still there.

‘It’s the least I can do for my boyfriend, taking him home.’ Max joked half-heartedly, but his voice sounded so calm, which made Charles smile and sink into the embrace a little more.

The ride was short and so was the way up to the brunette’s apartment.

‘It was fun.’ Charles admitted first, slightly leaning to his door frame, his heart was beating fast.

‘I told you.’ Max answered quickly, wanting to press a last kiss to the other boy’s face. He almost missed it as Charles slightly lost his balance and his lips landed on the corner of the other one’s mouth. Max steadied him, or he wanted to do that but instead he stumbled and pressed the brunette to the door, hands holding his hips securely, bodies pressed together, their lips dangerously close. ‘I really want to kiss you.’

‘Do it.’ Charles sounded rather desperate but he didn’t care. Not when Max touched their lips together, not when their lips met in a bruising kiss, not when he basically melted into it.

It was heaven, it was all he wanted all night long and it was a million times better than he imagined it. ‘Come inside?’ He panted between the swollen lips.

The door closed behind them and he found his back against the wall again but not for too long.

‘Faking was a stupid idea.’ He started to mock Max while trying to get out of his own shirt just as Max did the same.

There was no answer, just a groan as Max got a hold of him again, now attacking his neck, leaving glistering red marks in his trail.

Slowly they got into the bedroom and lost their clothes in the process.

‘Feels fake?’ Max asked as he pushed the freckled shoulders between the cushions and laid on top of Charles grinding into his thigh.

A low whine escaped the younger one. ‘No.’

‘Neither does this.‘ Another moan followed as Max moved his hips with a wicked grin again pressing their cocks together.

‘No, fuck you.’ Charles cried. ‘They were right tho.’ He stopped themselves for a moment. ‘We should have gotten a room years ago.’

‘Well, now we did.’ Max sucked a red mark on the sensitive neck. ‘And you can be sure I’m not letting you go for a long time.’