#p2 max

[slythereen]

has someone checked on helmut marko? he might be lost in a flower shop somewhere picking out 500 gratitude bouquets for charles leclerc after another stunning assist to rbr

[thearchercore]

max verstappen yapping about the italian anthem, nurse he's out again manifesting that charles win

[rb19]

today we watched zak brown's way to go racing: the 'lose-at-all-costs' mentality

[grogumaximus]

[ln4bub]

Ahh that prompt list is soo good! Could I please have 43 & 44 with Lando? Like best friends to lovers, they've secretly pined for years, Max has always known and eventually brings them together. So like they confess to each other and it swiftly gets hot, like they don't have time to get a condom so Lando's like (44). Thank you!

This one got away from me... Enjoy

Word count - 1.2k

------------------------------------------------------------

You find yourself in the McLaren garage at Interlagos, squeezing Max's wrist so hard that he slaps you off him. "Fucking hell Y/N, what's with the death grip?" Max scoffs, rubbing his hand over his sore wrist. "I just hate watching him race, it makes me so nervous." You mumble, covering the mic of your headset. "He'll be fine, he just has to hold P2 for the next few laps, which he will." Max assures, turning his eyes back to the screen following Lando's car.

He does just that, crossing the line 8 seconds behind Verstappen. Driving up to the P2 position you watch as he deftly pulls himself out of the car, admiring your best friend. Lando comes straight to you at the barrier, wrapping his arms around you and Max, "My good luck charms!" He beams as Max slaps him on the back, congratulating him on yet another podium. You can't help but smile as you watch your best friend get showered with love, and later champagne on the podium. Max watches you, "Stop with the heart eyes Y/N or he'll notice." He laughes.

"Fuck off Max," You laugh, punching him in the arm before continuing to cheer for Lando.

A few minutes later you find yourself in Lando's driver room, sat on the couch whilst he strips out of his racing suit, leaving him in the skin tight fireproofs. You can't help but admire the way they contort to his muscles, emphasising his physique. You hadn't realised you were staring until Lando coughs, "Y/N?" He asks.

You shake yourself from your daydream, "Yeah? What?" You cough out, heat rising to your cheeks. Lando squints at you in confusion, "Are you okay? You were gone for a minute there." He laughs, a hint of nervousness in his tone. "Yeah, yeah I'm good," You stutter out, "Just proud of you."

"Yeah?" Lando questions and you have to suppress a groan at his smirk.

"Mhm." You squeak, biting your lip. Lando's eyes watch the way your teeth encase your bottom lip, smirk growing by the second.

He stalks towards you, placing his index finger on your chin and lifts your head to face him. "Tell me the truth Y/N." He whispers, his eyes soft.

"I can't." You sigh, closing your eyes at his touch.

"Do you want me?" He questions, leaning so close you can feel his breath fan over your cheek. He presses a feather light kiss to it, something he's done a million times before, but this one was different.

"You have no idea how much I want you."

That's all it takes for Lando to slam his lips onto yours, your hands immediately reaching for the curls you've longed too touch for so long. His tongue swipes across your lips and you grant him access all too easily. His muffled groan at the feeling of your tongue only spurs you on further, your hands roaming his chest, desperately trying to remove his fireproofs. Lando chuckles at your desperation, "God if I knew you wanted me this bad I would've believed Max much sooner."

You smile into the kiss, "That sly little shit." You mutter, making Lando smile too. He reaches down and tugs at the hem of your shirt, breaking the kiss to begin removing his fireproofs. Both of you strip in record time, panting heavily as you stare at each other half naked for the first time. You open your mouth to speak but before you can Lando pounces, pressing sloppy wet kisses across your neck and down your chest. He reaches the buttons of your jeans, flicking them open in one swift movement before dragging the zipper down with his teeth.

You're left in just your underwear, thankful you'd chosen your race day set. A papaya orange thong with matching lacy bra. Lando groans at the sight, "Jesus Christ, can I-?" He begins to ask.

"Yes, God, yes please you don't have to ask." You plead, curling your fingers in his hair once more as he licks a stripe up your pussy. You moan loudly, pushing him deeper. He doesn't hesitate, his tongue exploring every inch of you, groaning at your taste. He collects your wetness on his tongue, allowing the taste to coat his mouth. His tongue flicks at your clit, relishing in the way your stomach clenches at the action. He doesn't stop, he can't stop. His tongue dips down to your entrance, pushing into the pulsing hole.

He continues his ministrations, fucking your hole with his tongue, not caring if he gets smothered by your thighs. His head shakes in between your legs, his nose rubbing your clit with every move. "Oh my god, Lando, fuck me." You moan, grinding yourself against his face. He pulls away, "I'm so sorry but I have to be inside you, I've waited too long." He mumbles, pulling down his underwear and climbing on top of you.

He runs the tip of his cock through your folds, drowning himself in your wetness. You admire his face as he does so, goatee soaked with your arousal and lips swollen with his efforts. Just as he begins to push in you stop him, "Condom?" You ask. Lando's face falls, "I didn't think about that, fuck, I don't have any." He whines, burying his face in your neck with a low groan. "For fuck's sake."

"It's okay, fuck me, I'm clean and I, uh, I trust you." You mutter, watching his pupils dilate with your words as his smirk returns.

"I'll just have to cum inside you then." He whispers, placing a soft kiss on your lips before guiding himself inside you. He groans at the feeling of your walls wrapping around his cock, fluttering with anticipation. "You are an angel, feel so good." He slurs, slipping his cock in and out, fixated at the way your juices coat him.

"Lando, I'm so close already." You moan, his fingers moving to rub your clit. "I know baby, me too." He kisses your neck, "Wanted this so long, can't wait to fill you up." He murmurs, your heels pressing him deeper inside you. Your back arches, feeling the pit grow in your stomach with every move. "Fuck." You stutter out, your walls clenching around his cock.

"That's it baby." He urges, "Soak me." You cum around him with a moan, his hips stuttering with the sudden tightness. He rubs your clit through it, letting the aftershocks settle before dropping to his elbows. He whimpers in your ear, "Beg me to cum inside you baby, please, I need it." The desperation in his tone clear.

"Please Lando, want to feel you fill me up. Needed it for so long, I'm yours, please." You whisper, sucking soft marks into his neck. His hips slam deep into yours as his cock twitches, pumping you full. His head falls to your shoulder, sweat coating your bodies.

"Holy shit." He whispers. "Max is never letting me live this one down." He laughs.

"Expect quite the 'I told you so' when we leave." You say in response, standing to find your clothes.

"Don't you need to pee?" Lando questions, changing into his post-race outfit. You shrug, "I probably should but I'll do it when we get back to the hotel, then I'll shower, you're very sweaty." He laughs at the disgust in your tone, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

The pair of you leave his drivers' room, hair tussled and cheeks red.

"I fucking told you so." Max tells Lando in the car on the way back, suffering yet another hit, this time from his best friend.

---------------------------------

[serchive]

Charles and Max really decided to lock down all the front row this weekend to celebrate the 12th anniversary of the inchident

[imlittlebitdie]

When I first saw the Canal+ reporters comment about Max “letting Lando through” my immediate reaction was that that was offensive to Lando.

Legit. My first thought was how insulting because what racing driver wants to win like that? And what racing driver would willingly just let their opponent through without defending?

And then I saw that Lando said it himself.

And well…my reaction to that? it’s just a bit sad really

[countingstars-17]

GP: "Hard luck, front row, great effort Max. Game on for tomorrow."

Max: "Yeah, let's be realistic P2 is really really good."

Horner: "Max, that was a brilliant lap. Front row is decent for tomorrow."

[formulanni]

I love knowing that even if Norris gets pole it doesn’t matter bc he won’t be able to keep it 😌

[p6to]

I need Oscar on a podium with amazing atmosphere. Don’t get me wrong, Monaco was great, but it was entirely Charles’ podium.

Oscar deserves a podium, a win even, with two people on the podium with him who don’t have beef with each other/Oscar himself, and are actually happy or at least satisfied with their result.

[valyrfia]

Lestappen unlikely teammates let’s go

[fuck-i-like-too-much-stuff]

Look- im not one to ship straight men with significant others- but a lestappen podium is how you make a post-summerbreak comeback

[things-methinks]

The difference between Max and Norris is 62, whereas the difference between Norris-Charles is 24, Norris-Oscar is 44, Charles-Oscar is 20, and Oscar-Carlos is 13.

Charles and Oscar are closer to Lando than Lando is to Max. In fact, Oscar is only 20 points behind Charles. Even Sainz Jr is only 13 points behind Oscar. If Lando has one non-podium finish and one of these 4 win that GP, the gap goes down even if they don't move up. Say Charles wins Baku (we're not going to assume fastest lap, it's a wildcard), he gains 25 points, and Norris finishes at 4th gaining 12 points. Charles would go up 242 and Lando would be 253, an immense reduction.

Not even Charles, if Oscar wins, his wdc points go up 222, and Norris goes to 253, reducing the gap 31. If Sainz Jr finishes above Oscar, he could potentially move above him, even without a podium finish. We could have an even more interesting outcome if one of the Mercs finishes in the top 4, one of these 5 guys would be out of the top 5.

《Edit: I completely forgot we still have 3 sprints left. Putting that into the mix will change things as well. Oscar has done well in Sprints, even cinching his first win at a Sprint in F1. This is another element to consider.》

Charles has gotten pole for the last 3 years at Baku, but we all know the reasons he did not win. Ferrari have shown they can challenge that McLaren rocketship, they have one insane driver. We have 2 kids who are the least experienced in F1 compared to rest of the grid on a decently difficult street track. Baku might be an interesting weekend, but I am not going to say anything.

[maxarchief]

♡ Max Verstappen, Oscar Piastri, Lando Norris and Gerhard Berger pose for a photo in Parc Ferme, after Max wins the Sprint Race at the Austrian Grand Prix — 29.06.2024 📸 Mark Thompson ♡

[jayzfort]

I guess its time we get used to seeing these three on top now eh? ((P1-P2 again 🥺🥺🥺))

[fellow-meme-lover]

I'm going to do a rare verstappen post on main here (because I'm secretly a versainz truther) but someone should really give him his flowers for his generational skill and talent. It's easy to take it for granted during seasons like 2023 where it's assumed that he will win no matter what because of the car, but when you have closer competition like you do this year, it becomes obvious how talented he actually is. Clearly, the rb20 is not as universally dominant as the rb19 is (though I think it's because the other teams have made more competitive cars rather than through any mistakes with the rb20), and there are tracks where for all intents and purposes, another team like mclaren or ferrari should win, but the Verstappen factor takes a car that should be somewhere around maybe p5 or so and puts it on pole anyway. or in races like today, where clearly norris's mclaren had the advantage in pace and qualifying position, but Max still managed to convert that into a win anyway.

tldr: the verstappen factor is insane and we should appreciate max's ability as a driver and as a future f1 legend in the making