#max veratappen

[tetralea]

Okay but a fic where Charles is a driver and Max is the head of PR in his team, and Charles says something in an interview and it causes some drama, and a PR nightmare for poor Max.

Charles goes to Max’s office not even aware of the 3 days worth of work he just created. Max is a bit pissed, and tells Charles to just leave and leave him deal with the mess he caused.

Charles sits next to Carlos on one of the couches, and Carlos says “you really fucked him.”

And Charles pales because, oh no, people got to know about it? So he answers thinking Carlos already knows. “It was only one time, but I hope he will still go out with me after this.”

Carlos is all 😳😮👀 because what? He only meant that Charles really messed up. “Thank you for your confession, but I think you should just not talk today to anyone else today, just to be safe.”

Poor Charles is not on is best streak that day. 😂🤷‍♀️

[sixdegreesofbali]

Max is not really closing the gap is he?

[love44lew]

tumblr tried to stop me but i will never be held down by the enemy !!

[stormflowers54]

Kitty to the Max

Max Verstappen x Checo Pérez

18+!!! mdni

Word Count: 1k

Warning?: petplay, I think that’s mostly it, they get it on

A/N: Very short and kinda rushed, I wrote this in about an hour, but I hope you enjoy!!

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Checo yawns and stretches as he sits at the table across from Max, who is eating his cereal peacefully while scrolling on his phone. The warm sunlight of a late summer morning dances over them and the table through the windows, illuminating Max’s pale skin. Checo tilts his head, observing the man across from him before speaking,

“You look beautiful this morning, leoncito.”

Max looks up from his phone at the older man, a goofy, groggy smile spreading across his face, “You don’t look too bad either” he snickers mischievously.

The older man rolls his eyes and sighs, his eyes still roaming over Max’s features. He admires the mole adorning the younger man’s lip, the blue hue of his eyes, and the red tint splattered on his cheeks, because Lord knows the boy won’t wear sunscreen. “God forbid I compliment you… Just for that, we get to clean the house today.”

The loud, dramatic groan that escapes Max’s lips is almost comical, acting like he’s being subjected to torture. “Are you serious?” the younger man asks incredulously, in total disbelief.

“So dramatic, of course I’m serious. You can clean down here and I’ll clean upstairs, deal?”

Max huffs and rolls his eyes, standing up from his chair and treading over to the sink to clear his bowl out. “I’m taking that as a yes,” Checo murmurs, standing up and giving Max’s ass a small squeeze before heading upstairs to start straightening up.

After roughly an hour of cleaning, Checo is clearing out their nightstands on each side of the bed, when he opens Max’s bottom drawer. His eyes widen in surprise as he takes in the items laying in the drawer, not expecting this from his boyfriend. He grabs the items and walks over to the top of the stairs, “Maxy! Where are you at?” he calls out, trotting down the stairs in search of the younger man.

Max perks up, hearing Checo’s voice calling for him. “Cleaning the office!” he calls back, dusting the shelves of their shared home office. The younger man’s eyes widen as he sees Checo walk over and what items are in his hand.

“Care to explain?” says the older man, his eyebrow cocked, giving his boyfriend a questioning look. In his hand are a few items, cat ears, a jingly collar, paw socks, and last but certainly not least, a tail plug. Max’s face instantly lights up like a Christmas light, a red hue painting his skin. “Are you hiding something from me, leoncito?”

“Well uhm- uh- it’s hard to explain”

“Are you into petplay, gatito?” The words escape Checo’s lips like they’re nothing, the affectionate nickname lighting up Max’s face even brighter. “You want to be my little kitty?”

Max can’t help but bite his lip, letting out a small whimper before nodding, his head hanging shamefully. Checo sees the look on his boyfriend’s face and frowns, stepping closer to him. He tilts Max’s chin up with a curled finger, forcing him to make eye contact.

“Don’t be ashamed leoncito, you can’t help what you like” he murmurs, his breath hitting Max’s lips. “It doesn’t hurt that I think it’s really hot, either”

Max’s eyes go wide and he looks down at the older man, his lips parting slightly. “You think so?”. He steps closer to Checo, looking vulnerable and needy. What kind of man would Checo be to deny his needy, hot boyfriend?

Soon enough, Max is on his knees in front of Checo, sporting the kitty ears, paw socks, a collar, and that sinful tail plug. Nothing else. The older man brushes his hand through Max’s hair, admiring the beauty of his boyfriend like this. “Why don’t you go ahead and hop up on the bed, leoncito, on your back”

Max, of course, follows the orders obediently, exposing his gorgeous pale skin as he lays on his back. Checo takes in the sight before running his hand over the younger man’s stomach, admiring every little feature. “You’re like an angel sent down from God himself, just for me.”

The younger man can feel his cock twitch as the words fall from Checo’s lips, and it sure as hell doesn’t go unnoticed. “Excited for me, I see, hm?” Checo teases. He starts to lightly brush the back of his knuckles over Max’s throbbing hard-on, teasing him ever so slightly. “Can you meow for me, gatito?”

Max’s eyes widen as he hears the question. “Meow?”

“Yes, I want you to meow for me.”

Max gulps nervously, but nonetheless, he relents. A small, scarily realistic “mrrrow” escapes his lips. Checo moans, tilting his head back as he hears the nose. “You have no idea how sexy you are, do you, gatito?”

Before the younger man can even think to respond, his cock is already in Checo’s hand, being slowly stroked. He lets out a soft gasp, his hands grabbing onto the sheets. The pleasure of the stimulation after being teased is almost overwhelming, his brain going foggy. As Checo continuously moves his hand against Max’s cock, the older man can feel his own arousal growing.

“O-oh god, Checo, feels so good” Max blabbers, his words becoming mumbled and mixed up, completely overwhelmed with pleasure. Checo can feel his boyfriend’s upcoming release, and moves his hand faster.

“C’mon leoncito, come for me, give me those sweet noises you know I love”

The words alone are too much for Max’s foggy and and he can feel his warm release running down his cock and Checo’s hand, meowing and purring as he comes down from the high. “Such a good kitty” The older man murmurs, toying with the tail on the plug.

He can feel his own arousal growing as he observes Max. “Come here, kitty, on your knees for me, beautiful”

Max immediately obeys, crawling off the bed and onto his knees in front of Checo. The older man unties his sweatpants and lets them drop, before shimmying his boxer briefs off as well. The expression on Max’s face makes him smirk, feeling his ego inflate.

“C’mon leoncito, I know you like to suck.”

[charles-leclerc-official]

saw someone on twitter say that max made a mistake by overdriving in monaco bc he "hasn't realized he's in a title fight" and that "leclerc is an unintelligent driver" for taking risks.

here's a tweet: "max will realize now and adjust his driving from now on. not sure leclerc can ever do that. he seems like an all in guy. always trying to perform at 100% and sometimes goes over 100% -> mistake.

Alonso, Veratappen and Hamilton perform at 97%. when they are in a title fight"

i am interested in your thoughts on this

This is a good example of your typical F1 bro take on twitter. I see these and usually just scroll because they don't know what they are talking about.

This tweet in particular is wrong not only about Charles but the other drivers they mention as well. Ordinarily I wouldn't really engage with this kind of "opinion" because it's not worth the time.

But very quickly:

This is an insane thing to say after watching a race where the whole point was Charles not driving at 100%.

Max was trying to outdrive the problems in Monaco, I expect he will adjust for Canada.

Charles is extremely adaptable and adjusts his driving all the time.

If you were to ask any driver they will tell you they gave the weekend 100%. These percent things are just for this person to feel like they know what they are talking about it means very little. They just made this up.

Taking risks is an important part of F1, drivers who don't take risks usually are the ones who end up stuck behind the same car all race.

I don't know, this is just a take on twitter that really just doesn't understand the drivers they are talking about, their on track performances, or really the sport. I usually see these kinds of things and think "oh they are wrong" and keep scrolling.

F1 bros are very good at saying things that sound informed but aren't. Like I can't even really do much with this just because it's a stupid opinion that isn't really backed up by anything, so I can just say they are wrong and move on.

Like there isn't really much to say other than this being a very uninformed or just a stupid take.

[chaoticsentienttoaster]

#lewis hamilton could hit me with his f1 car and I would say thank u

#if max veratappen comes near me I'm slashing his tires

🎶 (x) 🎶

[sainz]

he’s champion? that’s it?

[mangoxangel]

Serena Williams having to wave the checkered flag and it being Max veratappen in first place and not Sir Lewis

ANTI-BLACKNESSS!!!

[tetralea]

Hear me out, another lestappen brain rot:

Boarding school lestappen, sneaking around in closets and toilets and storage rooms to make out and jerk each other off, it’s “purely business” since Max is not allowed to date and Charles doesn’t want to, and while they are not particularly friends, it’s nicer to get off like that than alone. Maybe once Charles walked in on Max in the PE changing room shower after practice jerking off, because he went there for the same reason, and then stayed???

Because hey maybe we can watch each other and finish faster? And it’s just like that a few times they are just jerking off together, but one time Max is really really stressed and he is struggling and Charles is like, “I have an idea. Can I touch you?” And he steps closer and wraps their cocks together and it’s nice, it’s more than nice, and in the heat of fucking his own fist and grinding on Max’s cock, Max kisses him deep and hard, and Charles comes and his warm cum dribbling down on Max’s cock, coating it entirely gets Max off.

And he is coming too. And it’s all just making out and jerking themselves like that, until Max goes “I have heard something, I wanna try” and he takes Charles hand around himself so his butt and Charles catches up reaching forward playing with his dry hole, maybe he spits on his fingers and spreading it on Max’s sensitive rim, circling it makes Max lose it and he comes hard. So after it’s sometimes also on the menu, until Charles is fully fingering Max, making him come like that. And a whole year almost goes by like this, because it supposed to be only business, and they are about to go home for the summer.

“I want to sleep with you.” Charles is moaning into Max’s lips. “I want it to be me inside you, not my stupid fingers.”

“Your stupid fingers are pretty damn fine.”

“Yes but believe me my cock would be so much better.”

And Max chokes a little and tries to turn.

“Not now, silly. Come to my room later, I have lube and condom and we can do it proper, if you want.”

“Not now, silly. Come to my room later, I have lube and condom and we can do it proper, if you want.”

“Not now, silly. Come to my room later, I have lube and condom and we can do it proper, if you want.”

“Not now, silly. Come to my room later, I have lube and condom and we can do it proper, if you want.”

[love44lew]

i need to do such unspeakable things to them

[tetralea]

So how about dancer!Charles and dark CEO!Max, who is absolutely willing to pay obscene amount of money for the prettiest dancer in Monaco, to have him for a night and in the hopes of that at the end he will be able to do obscene things to him? 🥵 not like Charles wouldn’t do it without the money too by the end of it.

[tetralea]

Prince of Monaco Charles lives rent free in my head now.

I need to open a doc where I’m collecting everything ever what comes to my mind lol like, he taking Max on his yacht to get some alone time from everyone but mostly from his security team.

“Do you think we are really alone here?” Max asks lifting his head from the soft mattress at the front of of yacht.

“I think so.” Charles answers also looking around, but all he sees is the vast darkness above the sea and the glitter like lights of the city. No one is around. “They had to stay at the shore.”

“Maybe they are looking with binoculars.” Max hums but he doesn’t lay back, instead scoots even closer to Charles, placing his palm on the soft cream coloured hoodie. He turns his gaze to his prince, he looks even more beautiful in the dim lights, and there is the urge to lean down and kiss him. Max doesn’t resist, he presses his lips to Charles’ tasting them for the millionth time that evening but he can’t get enough. It’s like an addiction, he always needs more and the more he gets just never feels enough.

He feels the other’s fingers in his hair, running on his neck, holding onto his shoulder, needing him closer.

“Do you think we should go under the deck?” Max murmurs before he could completely give in. “Or we should stay? I’d love to stay.” He confesses.

Charles gives an annoyed sound, because he hates they just can’t enjoy this and give in to their seemingly insatiable need for the other. “I don’t know. Maybe we can stay for now, then we will see how it feels.” Charles offers because he doesn’t want to move, he wants Max right there between the infinite universe and the endless sea, only the stars as their witness.

Max grins and mumbles something, like okay, then he moves closer, his body enveloping Charles’, but he doesn’t climb above him just yet. They kiss and it’s the most at peace they have ever felt.

“Thank you.” Charles pulls back, peppering kisses along the stubbled jawline. “I know it’s not easy with me, I know there always have to be a work around and we are never really alone, I know it’s difficult.”

“I don’t mind it.” Max is honest as always. “It sucks but I don’t care, I’d hate not having you safe just so we can fool around more.” He can’t resist kissing the swollen lips with longing. “Anyway i doubt they’d keep looking after a while.” There that devilish grin Charles falls for each and every time he sees it. “I doubt they’d watch me taking you on the deck or anywhere to be honest.”

Charles swallows hard and he parts his legs, coaxing Max between them. He is already so hard. They both are. He doesn’t answer right away, he rather kisses Max with a hunger he hasn’t feel in a long time. “Take me then.”

[tetralea]

I never planned to write this chapter but here it is, pure smut! 😅 I think it’s time to really finish this baby now, hehe. Thank you to everyone who encouraged me at any point while writing this story! 💕

[tetralea]

If this is not lestappen then i don’t know what is 😅😭

Max wanting Charles to shut up 🥴

[tetralea]

New unhinged, smutty lestappen drabble dear loves!

It’s abo with a bit lot of a breading kink.

Enjoy!

Max was laying on his side behind his omega, his cock buried deep into the slick hole, his own cum from their previous encounters coating him. Charles was in heat. And fertile, oh so fertile. He could smell it, it was different than before. He was softer, more pliant, accommodating his cock and knot effortlessly.

He was rocking his hips, with a rhythm that got Charles whimpering and pulsing around him, coaxing all the cum out of him.

“I need your cum.” He cried, opening his thighs even wider to make Max’s job even easier. “Please alpha fill me.”

Max groaned, nibbling and biting on the red, marked shoulder and neck. “I will, so ready for me already?”

“Yeah, it’s low, and soft and opened, I’ve been slick for days now. Please fill me up.” Charles arched his back, his hole getting tighter, and Max wasn’t sure if it was an instinct or on purpose to milk him faster.

“Come for me first, little omega. Let me see how slick you can get for it.” Charles whined and his eyes rolled back. He was so sensitive, thighs shaking, his body breaking in goosebumps. “Fuck, alpha. I’m…”

Charles came around him begging for it, begging for his cum like never before. He came too, giving in to the sweet inviting, wet warmth, he shoot his load for the third time that night on Charles waiting, fertile womb, his knot swelling up in the process keeping it all inside.

Charles was shaking a little after, mumbling something incoherent, before asking: “Do you think it will happen this time?”

He kissed the damp shoulder, inhaling Charles sweet, satisfied scent flattering, his palm on the flat stomach. “I hope so, little omega. I can fill you up a few more times to make sure, until your heat is gone.”

[tetralea]

Also right here please share ideas and concepts about the prince AU with lestappen! Anything flies, smut, fluff, angst, any idea!