#prince charles fiction

[maturemenoftvandfilms]

The King and I

Chapter 6: The Prince and the Servant

Featuring Prince Charles and Michael Fawcett

In the quiet, austere corridors of Buckingham Palace, King Charles, having just returned from his weekly cancer treatment, sat in his ornate study, the air thick with the scent of old leather and history. Feeling the weight of his condition, yet his mind was elsewhere, on memories of youth and passion. His PR Chief, the American James Cole, was there to discuss the upcoming public engagements, but the conversation took an unexpected turn.

Charles looked down at his attire, a slight smile tugging at his lips. Today, he was dressed in a classic ensemble, as always. His black suit had been tailored to perfection. The fabric shimmered faintly in the low light of the room. A crisp white dress shirt peeped from under the cuffs of his jacket adorned with polished, gleaming cufflinks. His tan trousers were impeccably pressed, and his shoes—a pair of Snuff Suede tassel loafers stood out under the dim light. He looked every bit the part of a modern monarch, but the story he was about to tell was far from regal.

"James," he started, his voice a mix of nostalgia and confession, "there's something I've kept to myself for decades. A time when I was not with Camilla for weeks, and Diana was… not an option."

James, intrigued by the shift in tone, listened intently as Charles recounted his first sexual encounter with his valet, Michael Fawcett. Charles was 33 when I first met a young man of 24, a footman to the late Queen, then a personal valet to her elder son. Being his valet, Charles' doors were open to him at any time of the night or day. Several times, Michael opened the door to the prince naked preparing to dress.

"It was one of those mornings," Charles began, his gaze drifting to the window, "where the sun was just peeking through the heavy curtains of my bedchamber. Michael, my valet then, had this habit of entering at just the moment I was dressing, or rather, undressing. The first time, he walked in on me, completely bare, and all he could muster was a flustered, 'Oh! Excuse me, Your Highness!'"

Charles chuckled softly, the memory bringing a light to his eyes that had been dimmed by recent health struggles. "I'd grab my robe, not very effectively, mind you, and tell him to come in. It became somewhat of a ritual, this dance of exposure and pretense. But, James, it wasn't just pretense after a while. I noticed Michael's eyes, how they lingered, how he seemed to… enjoy these moments."

The King paused, his expression turning more thoughtful. "I suspected he planned these 'accidents'. Each time, there was this electric moment before he'd enter, where I knew he was watching, perhaps even… indulging in the sight. And, to my surprise, I found myself enjoying it, this silent acknowledgment between us. It was thrilling in a way my marriage to Diana wasn't, at least not in the beginning."

He paused, his gaze distant, as if watching the scene unfold again. "One morning, I noticed my eyes wandering over Michael, his youthful body, his… eagerness. He had a slight erection, and I found myself curious, wondering about things I'd never considered before. I was excited, more than I expected."

The air in the room seemed to thicken with the intimacy of the memory. Michael, sensing this shift, had steered their conversation towards sex, towards what they both were feeling.

"Then may I service you, Your Highness?" Michael had asked, his voice low with anticipation. Charles, though hesitant, felt a surge of excitement at the prospect.

"You may," he had replied, a subtle shake of his cock showing his arousal. "I've always wanted to see how it felt to have my cock sucked by a man."

Michael responded with a respectful, "Thank you, Your Highness," as he began to disrobe, ready to cross boundaries that were unspoken but deeply felt.

"Michael slowly disrobe. First, his shoes and socks, followed by his shirt, trousers, and underwear, all while I watched, stroking my now hard cock."

Michael now stood before Charles, naked and excited as His Highness motioned the young valet over. And as he did, Michael moved his hand over to grasp Charles' cock and began a gentle massage, guiding the prince on to the bed. Once there, Michael parted the Prince of Wales’s legs and started to suck his cock with an intent to please, pushing boundaries in a way that was both thrilling and taboo.

"That's damn good."

The young valet wanted to make the prince scream and beg for more. He wanted Charles to come back for more again and again as he licked the prince's balls to see what he liked best. From there he lightly licked between the prince's thighs as a teaser, who was now squirming and clutching the bed sheets to keep from screaming out loud.

"I was surprised at my own reactions, enjoying and reciprocating in ways I hadn't anticipated, by turning him around into 69 position. He moaned as I took the young valet's cock in my mouth, not knowing what to expect, half expecting it to taste like piss, but it didn’t. The taste was nice. And despite myself, I found myself enjoying sucking on Michael's cock."

Charles was almost a natural cocksucker, trying to outdo the young man in the 69 position. Now Michael thought, it was time to completely win the prince over. He released the juice filled cock from his mouth and pushed his mouth down to his royal hole and started running my moist tongue back and forth against his virgin asshole. Suddenly the married father of two was bucking and calling out like a woman. And when he forced his tongue inside the prince's tight asshole, Charles practically squealed with pleasure.

Fearing that he was going to make him cum, Michael stopped and before Charles knew what was happening, Michael laid flat on his stomach.

As Charles eyed his ass, he thought the cheeks of his ass were like little ripe melons. And the the first time in his life, The prince suddenly found himself thinking about fucking another man, pausing a moment to pull a tube of KY from the nightstand.

“You got a nice tight bum.” The Prince of Wales said as he rubbed some of the KY onto the young valet's asshole.

"Fuck me Your Highness. Fuck me!" Michael said as the prince slowly mounted him, spreading his legs to accept the hard cock.

Charles thrusted slowly, working the whole 7" into the young valet till his hips pressed against his ass. Michael was in heaven having his hole stretched by His Highness' hard cock, feeling his heartbeat inside him though his pulsing manhood. The prince pulled out till the head almost slipped out then thrust it smoothly back in, each entry making Michael catch his breath. The only sounds in the room were the young valet's gasps each time Charles thrust deep and his breathing which sounded like a locomotive as he wordlessly fucked with a desperate need as fast as he could.

"Oh Michael. I think I'm going cum. I can't hold back." Charles called out as he coated the young man's bowels with a soothing warmth. Charles continued to pump his hips until his entire load was deposited in the valet's young ass.

"It was an awakening, James. A moment of pure, unadulterated desire. It changed something in me, the way I viewed myself, my desires."

Charles paused his storytelling, looking at James, who was left speechless by the candid nature of the confession, Charles concluded, "From that point on, I made love to him whenever I was in the mood. Michael was an 'indispensable' aide to me for 40 years. Even helping me conduct my then-secret affair with Camilla. I could manage without just about anyone, except for Michael in those days. After a few improprieties, Michael resigned in 2021, but he continued to work as a freelance fixer and events manager for me. I will always remember my experiences with him."

James, having heard more than he expected, nodded, understanding the trust placed in him, looking at the King with newfound respect. "I imagine there are many more such stories you’ve never told."

Charles nodded, grateful for the discretion, then transitioned back to the present, to the duties of a king, his health, and the public face they needed to present. But for a moment, he had allowed himself to be just Charles, sharing a piece of his past that was as human as it was royal. But James couldn’t help but reflect on the story with curiosity about the man who had such an influence in Charles's life, and expressed a desire to meet Michael Fawcett.

[bloodtiesstilllives]

Since It Is The Realm Of Fiction

One has to wonder what lessons and traits the young Duke has taken with him during his centuries long existence as a vampire.

His father, Henry VIII and his father's closest friend, Charles Brandon must have helped to shape him.

I mean even now he still hold himself as a Prince.

Opps, I mean,

Better, much better but here's the Prince Charming

There you go.

[theherosvillain]

God rest ye, merry gentlemen

Masterpost

CWs: smoking, alcohol, whipping, familial abuse

The hearth crackled in the corner of the lamplit study. Pipe smoke wafted through the air, adding nausea to my already fuzzy head. I’d taken the drinking as slow as I could, but there wasn’t any avoiding the crystal glasses that had been passed into my hand throughout the evening—not without seeming rude, anyway. At least the Christmas Eve party had wound down. The guests were gone, and the women and children had retired to bed. Somehow, though, I’d been roped into joining the men in Xavier’s study.

I sat beside my cousin Charles on an uncomfortable velvet settee, adjacent to Xavier in his patriarchal leather armchair, with Vale and Matthias to the left. Xavier and Matthias were smoking pipes; Vale had declined, which meant that, thankfully, one wasn’t offered to me. Charles had asked for one, but Matthias had laughed and told him to save his lungs for another few years. In any case, Charles seemed thrilled that he’d been invited into the inner sanctum, chiming into the men’s conversation whenever he could. I, on the other hand, was hoping that Vale would excuse himself soon so that I’d have a decent reason to get out of here. Aside from leaving by myself and invoking Vale’s ire, that would be the only way to end this. I’d been on my best behavior so far, and there was little time left until we were due to head home. I wasn’t about to ruin my spotless record now.

“You’re awful quiet over there, Alexander,” Matthias said suddenly. He shot me a smirk over his glass of liquor.

And I was almost getting away with it, too, you bastard. I faked a smile as I swirled my own glass. I didn’t know what was in it anymore; something awful that burned my throat. I was taking it in the tiniest sips possible. “Just observing, sir,” I said.

“Just like your father,” Xavier grumbled. He took another puff of his pipe, keeping the room waiting, before he added, looking at no one in particular, “That’s why you weren’t my pick for heir, you know. You always seem to be waiting for something.”

The wood in the fireplace popped and settled. Vale took a long sip of his drink and swallowed slowly. “Patience is a virtue,” he said. “I’ve found that it serves me well.”

“Patience.” Xavier scoffed, smoke streaming from his mouth. “If you were patient, Axton, you might have kept your place in the family.”

Charles coughed into his drink and shifted in his seat. Out of the corner of my eye, I watched Vale drain his glass. Then he stood, and I almost felt hopeful until he crossed to the collection of crystal decanters on the sideboard to pour himself another one. I sighed quietly.

“What about you, boy?”

It took a moment too long to realize that Xavier was looking expectantly at me. I straightened up. “Pardon me, sir?” I asked, too inebriated to find a phrasing that didn’t make me sound like a Victorian orphan.

Xavier leaned forward and took another drag off his pipe, maintaining eye contact with me as he blew out the smoke. “What do you think of your father’s decision, to—to leave the family, all those years ago, and strike out on his own?”

Vale’s gaze snapped over to me. I resisted the urge to break eye contact with Xavier. Vale had said it was best for me to keep my opinions to myself around his family. I already had a target on my back; it would be wise not to make it any bigger. I raised my eyebrows as innocently as I could and said, “It’s not my place to say.”

Matthias burst out laughing, coughing on pipe smoke. He put a hand to his chest and cleared his throat, then said over his shoulder, “Smart kid you’ve got here, Axton.” Vale didn’t even look at his brother; his eyes were on me.

Xavier leaned forward with an elbow on his knee, his pipe forgotten. “You’re avoiding the question, Alexander. What do you really think?”

That you’re a complete bastard, I thought. That I wish I was back at Vale’s penthouse ignoring Christmas entirely instead of having to spend it in this gaudy mansion of yours. I struggled to collect my thoughts, swimming through the haze of alcohol in my head. “I think he’s done alright for himself,” I said slowly.

Xavier raised an eyebrow, mocking. “He’s done alright for himself? Is that all you have to say?”

I felt a spark of anger, and I suppressed the urge to say outright, Fuck you, old man. I was sober enough to recognize that I was being goaded, and there was no way in hell I’d defend any of Vale’s actions, but the urge to strike back at Xavier won out over my survival instincts. “I think he’s succeeded well enough without your influence,” I said, channeling Vale’s chilly indifference into my tone.

In that moment, Vale looked anything but indifferent, his gaze piercing me from across the room. Charles choked on his liquor. Matthias had a look of almost maniacal glee as he glanced between me and Xavier. The old man himself leaned toward me with daggers in his eyes. “Is that right?” Xavier asked slowly.

I felt like I was about to be devoured by a pack of wolves—and yet my mouth kept moving. “You asked for my opinion,” I said, “so I gave it to you. Sir.”

Xavier’s eyebrows shot up. “Who taught you to speak like that to your betters, boy?”

Betters. This man was in no way better than me. I had the feeling I wouldn’t think that way if I’d been raised in this family. “My mother, sir,” I said.

“Well.” Xavier stood slowly from his chair, commanding all the attention in the room. I watched as he wandered over to his solid oak desk. “I think it’s high time you received some proper discipline, then—since your father so clearly isn’t teaching you anything.” He opened the top drawer and removed a leather riding crop, examining it in the lamplight. Then he looked at me. “Take off your shirt and face the bookshelf.”

Now it was my turn to raise my eyebrows. For a moment, I just stared at him, feeling like I was in a dream. “Excuse me?”

No one else looked shocked. Matthias had a sadistic grin on his face. Charles had his shoulders hunched, suddenly very interested in his drink. Vale leveled his icy gaze at me. “Alexander,” he said, “listen to your grandfather.”

His tone was enough to send me to my feet, clumsily placing my glass on a side table. My stomach turned as I crossed over to the bookshelf. How mad was Vale right now? Would he consider this enough of a punishment, or would there be more later? Why the hell did I say all that to his father?

I faced a row of immaculately dusted leather tomes. The room was shadowy, but I glanced around and took a deep breath before removing my sweater, draping it over my arm, and unbuttoning my shirt. “Hurry up, boy,” Xavier said coldly. I swallowed, fumbling with the buttons. I could feel everyone’s eyes on me, and I took a deep breath. I’d already seen a hell of a lot worse than one pathetic, pissed off old man. I’d survive this.

My back was exposed to the room. I held my clothes close to my chest, but kept my shoulders down and relaxed. I felt Xavier step up behind me, heard him slap the crop against his palm. “Count,” he commanded.

I could sense him; that made things slightly easier for me. I took a deep breath before the first strike whipped across my shoulders. It didn’t keep me from flinching and hissing under my breath. For an old bastard, he had a strong arm. “One,” I said. There was hardly a pause before the next one.

Each strike came harder than the last, and I numbered each blow. It almost relaxed me to focus on the counting, a distraction from the stinging welts on my shoulder blades and the impending doom of Vale’s wrath. Xavier could hurt me physically, but he couldn’t do anything worse than what I’d already been through. I wondered if he’d even given a single thought to the scar on my face and considered that I was used to pain. Then again, a punishment like this was more about the humiliation. I did feel humiliated, and angry, but I shoved it down deep. I didn’t want to give Vale any further reasons to punish me later. So I stared at the bookshelf and counted.

After twelve,Xavier’s arm finally dropped. “Put your shirt on, boy,” he said, sounding slightly out of breath.

Mechanically, I dressed, not even bothering to button my shirt before I pulled my sweater over it. I turned to face him. My jaw clenched as he titled my chin up with the tip of the riding crop. “What have you learned, Alexander?” he asked.

That you’re a vindictive asshole, I thought. “That I should respect my elders, sir,” I said aloud.

Xavier’s eyes narrowed, glinting with firelight, as he tapped the crop under my chin. “Your betters, boy.”

Bile crawled up my throat. “That I should respect my betters, sir.” I swallowed it back down and pretended it was just the alcohol causing that bitter taste in my mouth.

“Good.” He removed the crop, still glaring. “Now get out of my sight.”

 “Yes, sir.” Gladly.

Like a soldier, I marched out of the study. On my way, despite my best efforts, I caught sight of Charles still bent over his drink and Matthias smirking at me. I forced my eyes forward, and then heard a glass clink down on a table. “I’ll be retiring as well,” said Vale. “Good night, Father.” I kept my eyes ahead as I felt him follow me out of the study.

Vale didn’t say a word to me. The oriental carpets swallowed our footsteps, and he trailed me upstairs, back to my room. I left the door open, and he closed it softly behind him. I swallowed, my arms crossed tightly enough to pull at the welts on my shoulders. Without turning around, I asked, “How much trouble am I in?”

Vale sighed. I sensed him crossing over to the nightstand, rummaging around in the drawer. “I think that was punishment enough,” he murmured. “I expected it to happen at one point or another, anyway.”

Before I could even feel relieved, his meaning caught up to me. I stilled, but didn’t turn to face him. “What?” I asked hollowly.

He seemed to find what he was looking for. He shut the drawer and turned around. “He’s been searching for a reason to punish you since you arrived. Although I can’t say I’m pleased you gave him one, things will likely be easier now that he considers you properly inducted into the family.”

I caught sight of his reflection in the window panes. He was standing by the bedside, holding a palm-sized tub of something in his hand. All I could do was stare at him. “What does that mean,” I choked out, “properly inducted?”

“Every man in the Vale family faces the whip at some point or another. It’s how we learn discipline.”

I wanted to respond, to bring us back to the matter at hand, but tripped over the implications instead. I whirled around, and the room spun. I reached out to steady myself on the bed. “That’s—” I stopped and swallowed down stomach acid. I couldn’t tell which aspect of the situation was making me want to vomit. “That’s fucked up,” I managed.

Vale’s face remained impassive. “It is what it is.” He nodded to the bed. “Sit down, Phantom. You should take care of the welts so that they heal properly.”

I finally looked down at the jar in his hand—ointment. It had been in the nightstand, here in his childhood bedroom, like chapstick or ibuprofen or any other basic necessity. Something that was just there. I stared at it for long enough that Vale cleared his throat. Then I hauled myself upright and sat heavily on the bed, feeling a wave of unexpected pity. Vale didn’t know anything different. Fifty-odd years old, and he still didn’t see a problem with his father whipping me. He still didn’t see a problem with his father whipping him.

And yet, Vale wasdifferent than his father. I had the sudden realization that, despite the hell I’d been through, despite my scars, he’d never once laid a hand on me. Did he think that made him a good father, his lack of direct violence? Did he even have any conception of a father being good? Or was a father, to him, just a hammer meant to beat a sword into shape?

The bed sank as Vale sat down. I stared at the carpet and wondered if he’d ever done the same thing after a punishment, just numbly following the dark, swirling patterns with his eyes. “You could have warned me,” I muttered.

“I didn’t see the point. You were supposed to be on your best behavior regardless.”

I winced. My head was starting to throb. I wondered if my Super metabolism really was processing the alcohol that quickly, or if I was just stressed and enraged enough to induce a headache. “Well, maybe if your family hadn’t insisted that I drink with them …”

It was the kind of jab he’d never tolerate normally. Now, though, he just placed the ointment between us and unscrewed the lid. I reached for it, and he said, “You won’t be able to apply it by yourself.”

“Oh.” My hand dropped. I felt dumb. But then, the thought of Vale applying it made me squirm. Was he actually offering, anyway? That seemed out of character for him. I was so tired; maybe I was misreading the gesture. “I’ll go without it, then.”

“Trust me, you’ll regret that in the morning.”

I finally made myself look at him. “Don’t you want me to regret it?” The biggest thing he’d told me not to do on this trip was piss of Xavier. Even if he hadn’t expected me to succeed in that, I’d still violated his orders.

His expression softened into one of confusion. He sighed, then said, “I think you regret it enough, for now. Turn around, Phantom.”

I hesitated for a moment. Then, slowly, I turned and peeled off my sweater and shirt, hugging them to my chest. I sensed Vale dip his fingers into the ointment and reach for the first welt. I flinched before he even touched me. He stopped. “Does it hurt?”

I took a deep breath. The room was warm, almost suffocatingly so with the old radiator billowing heat, but I realized I was trembling. I forced myself still. “I’ve had worse,” I muttered.

“I know.” Carefully but quickly, he smeared the first bit of ointment over my shoulder blade. He was barely even touching me, but it made my skin crawl. I took a deep breath and started counting aimlessly, forcing my mind blank. One, two, three …

Vale was surprisingly gentle as he applied the ointment. His lack of sadism still managed to surprise me; it was interesting, now, that I could compare him to his father. Xavier had enjoyed hurting me, lording his authority over me every chance he got. Vale relished a good power trip, much as he pretended otherwise, but when it came to violence, he was always oddly detached. I would’ve thought someone in his line of business would have to enjoy violence, but like an emotionless imitation of his father, he only inflicted harm where it was strictly necessary. As usual, I was struggling to imagine what was happening in his brain.

Without realizing, I’d stopped counting as my mind wandered off to other matters. “Do I still get my vacation days after this, or …?” The question slipped out before I could reconsider it, my tongue still loosened by the alcohol. It was a bad time to ask, I realized immediately, even if he didn’t seem overtly mad at me.

Vale sighed, and his finger traced feather-light across another welt. “Provided that you get through this trip without further incident,” he said, “yes, you may have your days off. God willing, there won’t be much going on next week, anyway.”

I shut my eyes lightly as I breathed out. I’d thought the time off might drive me crazy, sitting around with nothing to do, but after the past few days, I was starting to think I’d need it. Lying on my bedroom floor for a few days sounded really good right about now. “Thank you. Sir,” I added, suddenly remembering myself. I was being too familiar with him. It had to be the alcohol.

Distantly, the grandfather clock chimed one o’clock. Vale covered the last welt in ointment and withdrew, screwing the lid back on the tub. “Get some rest,” he murmured. “I’ll see you in the morning.”

I glanced over my shoulder as he made for the door, and it suddenly struck me that it was past midnight. “Merry Christmas,” I said, half-sarcastic.

He paused, an eyebrow raised. Then he shook his head, like he knew he’d never understand. “Merry Christmas,” he said, closing the door behind him.

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[nectro250]

Road to the Multiverse

(Day 27: Road)

They've unlocked the multiverse and entered in.

Now they're seeing into the alternative universes. Where it takes, wherever they go.

The multiverse is where it lies in. When you open the door to another dimension. You'll be landing... in the outer zone.

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[vroomingrussell]

Risks & Rewards

Charles Leclerc x Reader

For the purpose of the story Charles & Alex relationship is important and is mentioned but timeline is fictional. This is a one night stand fic with hidden pregnancy being the main plot. Warning; Google translated French?

Monaco. May 26th 2024.

There was nothing but passion between the two of you, your bodies moving together in sync with pleasure as if you were still on the dance floor of the club you had met at.

You’d been in town for the Monaco Grand Prix, invited by Kika, one of your best friends and colleagues. You’d spent the day watching the race and then the night celebrating the historic win of the Monegasque driver, Prince of the people.

He was a friend of a friend, high off of defeating his previous ill fated incidents and claiming a space of his country’s history books.

Music soared and bodies met, one thing led to another and you found yourselves tangled in the sheets of your hotel room, a night fuel and lust, passion and alcohol.

The next morning thankfully there was no awkward tension, he’d left before the sun had peaked from the skies.

It did not matter; the night was fun, something people did when they were young and wild.

—

However, a month later, back at home, you began to feel the difference, morning sickness and missed period but the at home test debunked the theory, after two months, and a doctor check up, you found out the night that fulfilled a wild fantasy of fleeting pleasure, had left a what you believed to be a reward.

You debated messaging Charles, it was easy getting his number from Pierre, the problem was that you had no idea what to say ‘hi, we had a one night stand and now im pregnant with your child which I want to keep’ did not sound right in your head, plus from your source of all things Charles -Kika and Pierre- he now had a girlfriend. Their relationship seems picturesque, they made a gorgeous couple and you truly were happy for him, after all, you had no feels for the man, with plenty of consideration, you decided to keep your little surprise from Charles. It was highly unlikely that your paths would cross again, your only connection to his world was Pierre and Kika, whom, you had to swear to secrecy, you barely saw them anyways, so you existed almost completely outside of his bubble.

——

Monaco. December 2024.

You’d been in Monaco for a few days with Kika, she had insisted you two had some relaxing girl time before you couldn’t travel due to the baby. You’d spent the days, shopping, eating and at the spa, being seven months along kept you from the lifestyle you once had in the same country, not that you minded, nothing brought you more joy that preparing for the arrival of your daughter.

Sun poured into the cafe, it was a nice welcome to the chilly winter air that hugged the city, a latte and scones sat infront of you, Kika was running late for your day of, shopping, so you sat alone, reading through a magazine from the shop when they bell above the door chimed. You looked up, thinking it was your friend, when you were met with a familiar set of eyes, you remembered its beautiful shade of green.

Charles.

You quickly looked away, not wanting to draw attention to yourself, you’d met once, over seven months ago, he wasn’t likely to remember you. For a few moments you were spared as he went to the counter and placed his order. Seconds felt like hours as he stood across the cafe from you, the shop felt tight, like you were trapped in a shoe box of memories and decisions you couldn’t escape.

The little one began moving around and kicking in your stomach. Instinctively, your hand rest on your swollen belly, it’s as if she could sense her father, so close.

The chime of the door came again, this time it was Kika “Sorry, sorry” she apologized and made her way to you “Pirre insisted on driving” she flopped her bag down on the chair infront of yours before hugging you in greeting.

“It’s fine, your goddaughter wakes me too early” you smiled, feeling the tension from your shoulders lift a little.

Her arrival did not go unnoticed by Charles as he wondered coffee in hand to say hello to her. You watched on quietly as she hugged him and exchanged pleasantries then to your horror, she introduced you “you remember my friend, Y/N?” God you wished he didn’t.

“Of course yes” he says, a slight blush, probably from the memory of your night together.

Kika quietly disappeared to the counter, leaving you two alone.

You smiled politely and stuck your hand out for him to shake “nice to meet you again”

“You too, and uh congratulations” He says “how many months?”

Your heart dropped, he couldn’t figure it, not so quickly, his soft polite smile never left his face, he was just being nice and asking for conversations sake, he didn’t know and probably didn’t truly care.

But you saw this as the moment to come clean, after all you had kept it from him for seven months, guilt had led you to his inbox many many times only to close out the message before you could hit send.

“Seven months” You say, watching him intently. You saw the moment it registered, the moment his smile fell. He slumped down in the seat in front of you.

“Seven months” he repeated “that would mean, wait me? I am the father?” He says softer, just above a whisper. There wasn’t anyone but you, him and Kika in the shop at the moment, but you understood this was no place for this revelation.

You only nodded.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Because, what would have changed? You don’t want to be the father, you don’t have to be..I’m not asking you to be”

“Putain de merde!” He cursed “still you should have told me”

“I’m sorry Charles, I just did what I thought was best. I wanted her, you did not ask for this. I don’t want to be a burden, I want nothing from you”

“She? We are having a daughter”

“I am having a girl, yes. You do not have to be her father Charles, you have a wonderful life, a beautiful girlfriend, you just got a dog together, you don’t have to let what happened months ago change your life, I have to leave” Quickly, you got up and grabbed your bag, existing the cafe as quickly as possible. Thankfully neither Charles nor Kika followed you as you headed back to your hotel.

You laid in bed for the rest of the day, cradling your stomach, your baby was yours, you loved her so deeply, you didn’t need Charles. You had a wonderful family that supported you and loved your unborn child as well.

Later in the afternoon, there was a knock on your door, you opened it with the expectation that Kika had come to drag you out of your mood, but to your surprise it was Charles.

“Please let us talk for a moment, I just want to understand”

You nodded and moved aside, letting him in.

“I brought you some food, we can have dinner together”

“Charles, you didn’t have to”

“I know but I wanted to”

“Thank you” you got yourself comfortable on your bed again “come on sit let’s talk”

“She’s mine? I don’t doubt you but she’s is mine”

“Yes, the condoms neither of us had” The Heat of the moment had left you both a little hay brained.

“And she’s due in January… do you have a date?” As you ate, you answered all the questions he had, which was a lot.

“I spoke to Alex” he said at the end “I want to be present in the babies life, I want her to know me as much as possible. I don’t want her to be without a father”

“Charles you know you don’t have to, you don’t have to feel responsible for what happened, you don’t have to feel obligated, keeping the baby was my choice”

“I know I don’t have to do anything, but will you let me?”

For a moment you thought about it, the questions she’d have about her father, who he was, what he did, where was he. As much as you wanted to live in a bubble with your baby girl, away from what her life would look like split between two parent.

“You know what, you have a right to be in her life in you choose, but promise me you won’t hurt her Charles”

“Can I?” He asked before gently placing a hand on your stomach “I promise to do everything in my power to make her happy and safe”

[requiemforthepoets]

the underdog 𖦹 CL16

PAIRINGS: charles leclerc x fencer!leclerc!reader , f1 grid x fencer!leclerc!reader

SUMMARY: despite being a talented fencer, you were still considered as an underdog, but you are here to prove everyone wrong.

AUTHOR’S NOTE: it’s my first time doing something like this, and i apologize on my dry humor…but i hope you still enjoy this though.

REMINDER: this is purely fiction, the way how the character is portrayed in my story does not reflect to the person that is portraying my character in real life. always separate fiction from reality, and do not repost or copy my work in any way.

WARNINGS: typos

FACE CLAIM: maxine esteban and others on pinterest, but mostly maxine esteban.

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ynleclerc 2022-2023 was one hell of a ride.

This past year has been a never ending whirlwind of challenges and triumphs. From the devastating ACL tear and the subsequent surgery that threatened my fencing career to the grueling recovery process that tested my limits, it has been a journey of resilience, determination, and unwavering support. After six months of rehabilitation, I am beyond thrilled to share that I have received medical clearance to return to competitive sports.

However, that’s not all. I have been keeping this secret for a while now, one that I have cherished and guarded closely, even from my family. Today, I am proud to announce that I am switching my fencing nationality from Italy to Monaco. This decision has been a deeply personal and emotional one, driven by my love to Monaco, my home, and the desire to represent Monaco on the global stage.

I owe a debt of gratitude to my former team for shaping me into the athlete I am today. Now, as I embark on this new chapter representing Monaco, I carry with me the lessons and memories that have defined my journey so far.

Je suis heureux (se) de vous annoncer mon changement de nationalité sportive, passant de l'Italie à Monaco. C'est une décision qui me remplit de fierté et d'un profond sentiment d'appartenance. Merci à tous ceux qui ont rendu cela possible et qui continuent à me soutenir dans cette nouvelle aventure 🙌🏻

I am thrilled for what lies ahead and am setting my sights on qualifying for Paris 2024. Together, let's write the next chapter of this incredible journey. Merci infiniment. 🇲🇨🤺❤️

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pascale.leclerc.355 C'est une nouvelle très excitante, mon chéri ! Je suis impatiente de te voir aux Jeux Olympiques représentant Monaco! ❤️🇲🇨 ♥︎ liked by ynleclerc

ynleclerc Merci maman pour ton soutien sans fin!! Je t'aime tellement!! 😭❤️

username1 OUR FAVORITE LECLERC REPRESENTING MONACO!! 🙌🏻

username2 OMG imagine if y/n won a medal in the Paris 2024, she’ll be the first one to win a medal for Monaco in the olympics!! 😭❤️

username3 charles winning the monaco gp and y/n winning the olympics 2024, imagine the POWER. prince and princess of Monaco 👏🏻

username4 MANIFESTING PARIS 2024!! 🗣️

carlossainz55 Vamos, y/n!! ♥︎ liked by ynleclerc

scuderiaferrari Congratulations to our favorite Leclerc!! ❤️❤️❤️ ♥︎ liked by ynleclerc

charles_leclerc I can’t believe that I’ll find out this amazing news online?! Félicitations à notre petite sœur! Je sais que tu vas faire des merveilles, tu es une formidable escrimeuse. Il n'y a aucun doute que tu te qualifieras pour Paris 2024! Nous t'aimons tellement ❤️ ♥︎ liked by ynleclerc

ynleclerc tbf, i never told a single soul abt this, and it was really hard keeping it from you guys!!! But thank you so much, charlieee 🥺❤️ ♥︎ liked by charles_leclerc

pierregasly Secure that gold medal! ♥︎ liked by ynleclerc

username5 i’m a new fan of f1 and i just found out that charles has a younger sister?!

username6 yes! she’s the youngest of the leclercs and she’s a fencer!! there’s a thread about her on the x app!!!

haterusername1 she’s gonna be losing left and right. italy is at the top of the game when it comes to fencing, this transfer is literally a bad move for her lmao can’t wait to see her lose lol

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ynleclerc new season, same dream. 🤺🇲🇨 let’s go! ❤️🔥

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pascale.leclerc.355 Je suis tellement excitée, mon cher! Faisons honneur à nous-mêmes et à Monaco! 🇲🇨💕 ♥︎ liked by ynleclerc

ynleclerc Merci maman, je t'aime!! ❤️

landonorris PARIS 2024 HERE WE COME!! ♥︎ liked by ynleclerc

ynleclerc hold your horses there, norris. i have yet to win the championships 😂

landonorris already claiming and manifesting it

username7 OLYMPIAN Y/N LETS FUCKING GOOOOOO

username8 MANIFESTING SO HARD FOR THE QUALIFYING

username9 if she qualifies for Paris 2024, i’m shaving my eyebrows ♥︎ liked by ynleclerc

username10 NOT Y/N LIKING THE COMMENT 😭😭😭

username9 QUEEN I- 😭😭😭

haterusername2 she’ll be demolished by the other fencing team, knowing that the monaco’s fencing team are weak. haven’t even won any medals in the olympics lol, as if she’ll be able to qualify in the Paris 2024 🤥🫠

haterusername3 totally agree! not all these people hyping her up just bc she is some famous person’s sister. tbh, her fencing is literally average.

username10 omfg shut up you boomers. bet a hundred bucks that you cant’t even do what she does LMFAO speaking as if you have fenced in your whole life.

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ynusername supporting my fav ferrari bros charles_leclerc & carlossainz55 before heading off to Cairo. Forza Ferrari! ❤️

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scuderiaferrari it was such an honor to be graced by your presence, our favorite ferrari girl! ♥︎ liked by ynleclerc

ynleclerc I had a very amazing time. thank you, ferrari! ❤️

landonorris WHY DIDNT YOU TELL ME YOU’LL BE ATTENDING THE GP 😭 ♥︎ liked by ynleclerc

ynleclerc SORRY I FORGOT TO TELL YOU OMG 😭 I’LL MAKE IT UP TO YOU NEXT TIME!!

oscarpiastri I thought you’re team papaya 😔 heart been broke too many times 💔 ♥︎ liked by ynleclerc

ynleclerc i’m so sorry my nephew 😔💔

oscarpiastri we’re the same age 😐

ynleclerc but you’re my bro’s child 😔 btw, say hi to lily for me!! miss hanging out with her.

oscarpiastri will do 👍🏻 lilyzneimer y/n says hi and told me that she missed hanging out with you

username11 OSCAR WTF 😭😭😭

mclaren pls be in our garage next time 😔💔 ♥︎ liked by ynleclerc

scuderiaferrari back off sis, she’s ours ✋🏻😐

username12 not ferrari and mclaren fighting for her in the comsec 😭

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fencing_fie On her way to Paris 2024, ynleclerc is inspiring the next generation in 🇲🇨

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ynusername I can’t stop crying. We did it kids.

OFFICIALLY QUALIFIED FOR THE PARIS OLYMPICS 🇲🇨🥹❤️

Qualifying for the Paris 2024 Olympics is another check in my list, and representing Monaco makes it even more special. This journey has been long. Series of heartbreaks and tears, some milestones…but whatever happens, I am happy and thankful to be where I am right now and meet such wonderful people around the world.

To my family. Maman, Lorenzo, Charles, and Arthur, thank you for never giving up on me and my dreams. For sticking with me through thick and thin, especially during the challenging times after my ACL tear and surgery, I know that I was unbearable that that time, crying 24/7 because I kept on thinking that it might be the end of my career, but your love and encouragement has been my strength. To my medical team, thank you for pushing me in getting back on my feet and giving me chance to chase my dreams once again.

Le plus beau des rêves se réalise aujourd’hui. Merci à tous pour votre soutien. Je suis prêt pour ce nouveau chapitre!

Love, y/n 🤍

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scuderiaferrari CONGRATULATIONS TO OUR FAV FERRARI GIRL!!! ❤️🔥

ynleclerc thank you, admin 🥺❤️

lilymhe i know that i might be beheaded by my own country, BUT FUCK IT LETS GO MONACO!!! 🗣️🗣️🗣️🇲🇨🇲🇨🇲🇨 ♥︎ liked by ynleclerc

username13 OMF LILY 😭😭😭

mclaren WAY TO GO Y/N!! 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻 ♥︎ liked by ynleclerc

username10 how are we feeling today? better prepare your eyebrow username9

username9 already prepared and accepted that i’ll be shaving my eyebrows ✊🏻

ynleclerc tag me when you do it…JK pls don’t!! i don’t want your mom to be angry at me 😭

username9 OMSJDJEJDJWKDK

landonorris SEATED. READY. FRONT ROW. ♥︎ liked by ynleclerc

username14 BOOKED MY FLIGHT TO PARIS FOR THE OLYMPICS, CANT WAIT

username15 MOTHER.

francisca.cgomes YESSSS GIRL YOU GOOOOOOOOOO 🙌🏻🔥💪🏻 ♥︎ liked by ynleclerc

alexandrasaintmleux congratulations!!! we are all behind you!! 🇲🇨 ♥︎ liked by ynleclerc

lilyzneimer oscar and i are ready, we will be there!!! ♥︎ liked by ynleclerc

arthur_leclerc YEEEEEEEES congratulations, petite soeur! celebration is in order 😁🥳🤩 ♥︎ liked by ynleclerc

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charles_leclerc I can’t believe it, our petite soeur just qualified at Paris 2024!

Remember when you first picked up a fencing foil, nearly took out the living room lamp and maman getting angry 😂 all of us knew that you are destined for greatness right then and there (or at least destined to break a lot of household items). Fast forward to today, screaming your heart out in victory, making us all incredibly proud!

I’m so excited to see you compete in Paris 2024. I know you’ll do great. Congratulations, superstar! You made us all proud. Let’s get ready for Paris!

OUR BABY SISTER MADE IT TO THE OLYMPICS!

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ynleclerc YOURE MAKING ME CRY AGAIN 😭 thank you, charlie. love you!!! 🥹🫶🏻 ♥︎ liked by charles_leclerc

lewishamilton Congratulations, ynleclerc! I know you’ll do everyone and Monaco proud! 💪🏻❤️ ♥︎ liked by ynleclerc

ynleclerc thank you so much, sir lewis!

georgerussell63 Congratulations! Carmen and I will be there in support! ♥︎ liked by ynleclerc

pierregasly gold medal secured in the bag! ♥︎ liked by ynleclerc

username16 PRINCE AND PRINCESS OF MONACO! 🇲🇨

username17 charles and y/n making monaco proud!! 😭❤️

username18 the moment y/n wins the olympics, prepare to be sick of me. PREPARE TO BE SICK OF ME!!!!!

[taasgirl]

monaco pt. 1 - charles leclerc

summary: y/n is new to ferrari and is working very closely with charles, so it's inevitable that they fall right?

a/n: the outcomes of these races are fictional!! they're altered to fit the story, and there's no specific face claim!

PART TWO PART THREE

liked by sergioramos, ynusername, 433, and 4, 982, 011 others scuderiaferrari Your Scuderia Ferrari Formula drivers for 2024 have delivered in Jeddah; Charles Leclerc finished P3, Y/N L/N finished P4. Big points for the team and much to learn 💪

ynusername ❤️🤍 liked by scuderiaferrari

user78312 Now someone fire the people in the pit, y/n ROBBED of a podium i'm so fr

user99203 this is genuinely my fav team partnership!!

user32164 I can't wait to see how they perform together

user80381 it's such a peculiar lineup, but it's perfect

liked by landonorris, scuderiaferrari, charlesleclerc, and 445, 983 others ynusername Pleased to finish in fourth, I promise to do better. Congratulations @ charlesleclerc ❤️🏎️

user17352 "i promise to do better" y/n ur gonna make me cry

charlesleclerc Great race 👊 liked by ynusername

user90313 IT'S NOT YOUR FAULT!!!

user67392 i know it's her first race w ferrari, but if they fuck my girl up again... #y/ntoredbull

scuderiaferrari We're all so proud of you Y/N ❤️

user88302 call me delusional but she put a heart next to charles' name 😏😏

user79334 she also put a car, are we gonna speculate that too???

liked by ynusername, user33478, user89323, and 547 others user17363 y/n and charles leaving the saudi gp together 💞

user67424 girlfriend or girl that's a friend?

user93843 HAHAHA

user02341 y/n liked omg

user94834 I know they're teammates, but they'd be so cute together

liked by neymar, scuderiaferrari, ynusername, and 5, 894, 449 others charlesleclerc Very proud to start the season with a P3 finish, and to help the team. Also very proud of my teammate @ ynusername, who raced amazingly today.

landonorris Surely you give her the trophy

charlesleclerc No need, she'll win many this season 🤣🤣

ynusername Thank you Charlie

user76382 CHARLIE??? NEW CHARLES NICKNAME UNLOCKED

user89302 charles' gotta watch out, y/n is gonna tear him up

user68332 What a race, Prince of Monaco 🤩

liked by user66739, user89932, scuderiaferrari, and 1, 982, 734, others f1 Charles Leclerc and Y/N L/N arriving to Albert Park in style 😎

user93842 Y/N WEARING RED PANTS!!

user12928 what??

user83901 charles has a superstitution to wear red pants, and it looks like he's got y/n in on it too 😂

user92832 How can two people be so fine

user87382 y/n l/n is getting her first f1 podium this weekend 🕯️🙏

liked by f1, ynusername, olliebearman, and 4, 983, 221, others scuderiaferrari WHAT A QUALIFIER! Y/N L/N WILL START ON POLE POSITION FOR TOMORROWS RACE IN MELBOURNE. She is the first woman to achieve this milestone!

f1 Something Special

user80323 Ferrari don't fuck her up again

user12357 POLE FUCKING POSITION LETS GO

user77443 when max finally has competition 😇🌈💐🤗

user90323 Max genuinely needs to watch his back bc she's gonna take the championship

liked by user56834, sadiomane, lec, and 1, 882, 304 others scuderiaferrari The eyes Chico, they never lie 💫 Y/N (P1), and Charles (P4) are ready for Australia.

user90383 Y/N's shoulders must be heavy from carrying all hopes of ferrari

user89032 and points too

user67393 COME ON Y/N!!!

USER33943 The race is gonna be mental, and I'm here for it

liked by serenawilliams, sadiomane, cristiano, and 6, 873, 944 others scuderiaferrari And in what is her second ever Formula 1 race, Y/N L/N has won the Australian Grand Prix for 2024!

user89043 HOLY SHITTTT

user79334 oh my god max has been overtaken

user66730 About bloody time

user93112 Y/N IS THE MOMENT!

liked by charlesleclerc, danielricciardo, user67474, and 4, 878, 932 others ynusername Y/N L/N Grand Prix Winner has a nice ring to it. LETS FUCKING GOOOOO

danielricciardo Trailblazer 🔥🚒🧑‍🚒

landonorris Can't even be mad about coming 4th when you're first

charlesleclerc So proud of you amor 🫀

user43840 AMOR???

user90394 anatomical heart? wtf charles 😭

scuderiaferrari Our Y/N 👑

user15473 step aside @ maxverstappen, the queen has arrived liked by ynusername

liked by ynusername, carlossainz55, mclaren, and 2, 776, 832 others landonorris Very happy to have picked up points for Mclaren today, but all attention should be on my best friend @ ynusername. She's had my back since we were karting at six, and it's incredible to see her make history. She's the hardest worker I've ever met, and is the most deserving person to have a seat in F1. (And yes, she's already bullied me about beating me to a win).

ynusername my races to win ratio - 2:1. your races to win ratio - 107:0

landonorris Don't make me delete this entire post

ynusername i'm kidding (not really), love u lala

user89823 now this would be a powerful couple

user99311 NOOO HER AND CHARLES PLEASE

user56821 this looks more supportive bf than supportive bff

liked by user78721, user92834, user55738, and 20, 872 user13452 not the entire grid partying after y/n's first f1 win

user88734 off topic but y/n looks so fine in that first pic holy shit

user45679 They all love her so much omg

user73292 y/n and lando this... Y/N AND CHARLES COME ON

user66382 Their chemistry is fucking insane i agree

liked by ynusername, scuderiaferrari, landonorris, and 2, 656, 737 others charlesleclerc Australia was incredible. Congratulations to the best teammate @ ynusername, history maker.

ynusername Thank you Charlie! liked by charlesleclerc

user67382 that second photo is 100% not a selfie two single people would take.

user89293 Brother is in love with y/n

user67262 tbf we all are

user98933 charles x y/n fans wake up, new content dropped

user23348 Sooooo is this a cheeky soft launch...

user67354 is y/n the girl from the party charles 😏😏

sorry guys this is gonna have to be two parts bc of the stupid 30 images rule 😭

Let me know if you like this!! I love getting comments and messages :))

PART TWO

[vanguard-if]

PLAY ✧ CHARACTER PLAYLISTS

FULL PROLOGUE RELEASED - DEC 24, 2023

LAST UPDATE: NOV 15, 2024

Vanguard is a high fantasy interactive fiction, driven heavily by the player character's decisions. Features a customizable playable faering character, romantic/platonic routes, and having fun as a dragon!

CONTENT WARNINGS: VIOLENCE, SUGGESTIVE AND SEXUAL CONTENT, LOTS OF SWEARING, PROBABLY GASLIGHTING (looking at you, Vera), POSSIBLE UNHEALTHY RELATIONSHIP DYNAMICS. Intended for an audience that is 17+ ; read with discretion!

YOUR STORY

As a faering, you should want to keep to yourself. Your home is a safe haven where your dragon kin people reside; a place of true neutrality. There are no allies to the Midlands, nor are there enemies. Your people simply are, and this will not change.

But you were never one much for rules, were you? With whispers of a certain prince in the Northlands allegedly receiving death threats from your docile leader, Cirrus, you could only slip away into the depths of the North to go see for yourself. It's so hilariously outrageous that your peace-loving ruler has such rumours teeming about them.

You did not expect to find a bounty hunter bleeding out from her abdomen. And most of all, you did not expect her to know you by name, even through her raggedy breaths. And most of all, you did not expect her to have leads on the one you seek: the Northern Prince.

FEATURES

Customize a playable character (pronouns, gender, appearance, sexuality, etc.)

Be helpful to a stern prince...or not.

Develop relationships with a diverse cast of: three non-binary characters (Cirrus, Vio, Kiera), two male characters (Emilio and Charles), and two female characters (Vera and Nia). Note that Vio and Kiera are non-romanceable.

Approximately 20k words thus far; chapter one in progress.

CHARACTER PROFILES

✧VERA ✧ EMILIO LOVELL ✧ NIA LOVELL ✧CIRRUS✧ CHARLES MORROW ✧ KIERA + VIO ✧

[maturemenoftvandfilms]

The King and I

Chapter Five: Royal Gathering at Balmoral

Featuring King Charles III and Prince Andrew, Duke of York

King Charles III and Queen Camilla have come to Balmoral Castle for their first summer holiday in Scotland since the death of Queen Elizabeth II. The estate has long been established as the private summer home of the Royal Family that includes grouse moors, forestry and farmland and is home to a large population of red deer. The king and queen will not be alone in his retreat; Prince William, Kate Middleton, and their three children will visit, as will King Charles's siblings Prince Edward and Princess Anne and their respective spouses. I also managed to get Charles's brother Prince Andrew, Fergie and his daughters to stay at Balmoral with the King and Queen, creating an environment that could potentially foster familial healing.

That day began with Charles inspecting troops from Balaklava Company, 5th Battalion of the Royal Regiment of Scotland. He wore a kilt and a traditional Scottish outfit to inspect the Balaklava Company. My eyes were on the back of his strong hairy legs as I followed him throughout the entire visit. Locking on to one of His Majesty's best features always made me horny and I wanted to take him to the nearest room and start him up, but this time the waiter interrupted and asked what we would like.

Back at Balmoral Castle, I notice Andrew and his daughters had arrived as I watched with a little more than curiosity. Charles was speaking with one of the servants as I admired Andrew. Just then, the 63-year-old prince turned and saw me starring. He winked and smiled a warm friendly, knowing smile. I pretended not to notice. If I wasn't with His Majesty, I would have made a move on him. Once again he looked in my direction and winked. I was thinking what a cute little flirt he was.

Once in the sitting room and the servant excused himself, I again returned my gaze to Charles. Having him in our own private room started my dirty mind up again. I stood opposite His Majesty glancing at the gorgeous king seated across from me. While this was going on he was talking about his meeting and the time he spent with his son. I could barely keep my mind on our conversation, as I was busy trying to sneak a peak at his inviting crotch.

By now I was hard and becoming uncomfortable trying to hide it. Something had to happen, I was either going to leave and find Andrew or bust out of my pants and fuck Charless brains out. Choosing the latter, I stepped closer to him and reached down, unzipping the fly of my pants. Then without a word, I exposed my throbbing 7" cut prick.

Just then, Charles looked at me with a raised eyebrow and asked me sternly. “I sense that you want to added to my work load. Am I correct in my assumption?”

I could tell from the look on his face, he was obviously going to suck me. Then, just as my dick was an inch or so from his mouth, His Majesty slid his tongue up the underside of my shaft and wrapped it around the head, sucking vigorously. Fuck! For a 73-yr. British royal with few male experiences, he sure could suck! He swallowed more and more of my cock, deeper into his hungry mouth. I was finding it hard to hold back as his hand grabbed my nuts in his swollen hand, squeezing them tight while his head bobbed up and down my cock. I began fucking his face furiously, I was going wild…

Charles seemed encouraged by me fucking his mouth, not the he needed encouraging, but he enjoyed it as his own dick sprang to attention underneath his kilt. Lifting it up, his throbbing cock was bouncing up and down and needed to be held. Suddenly he was sucking me and jacking himself off wildly.

"That's it Your Majesty. Suck me. Suck my cock." I said as I pumped my cock down Charles' throat.

The end came far too soon as Charles' skills coaxed my orgasm despite ny best efforts to delay it. I squirmed to let him know I was about to cum and he just shoved his head down farther on me as I began to erupt in his throat. He sucked every drop out of me and when we finished he leaned back, closing his eyes to finish himself off.

"Let me Your Majesty…" I said as I stop him from jerking off.

I knelt in front of him and began to put my mouth over his engorged tool as he moaned his approval. I know he didn't get many blowjobs, if any, from Camilla and my love of his perfect body was about to make him burst. I wanted him to cum with a roar. I pushed his legs farther apart and ran my hand through the hair on his creamy white thighs as sucked his royal cock. I cupped my tongue around the shaft of his cock in my mouth and began to move my head up and down the whole length of his throbbing missile. I could feel the head against the roof of my mouth as I continued to lick and suck and caress the pulsing shaft.

The wonderful aroma of his crotch and the beautiful silver pubic hair was really turning me on.

He was about to cum and he pulled my head off of him. Looking into my eyes, he wanted to see see if this is what I really wanted. No words were spoken as I went back down on him. He through his head back and enjoyed the sensation of me sucking him into oblivion. Arching his back, Charles almost roared and groaned as he fired off his beautiful canon. His cum shot deep down my throat as I tried to drain every drop from him. I savored the taste of him as I pulled off and looked up at him.

"Wonderful. Just wondeful…" was all he could say.

Minutes later, after satisfying Charles, I left his seating room to make my exit. Suddenly, someone grabbed me from behind and pulled into a nearby room. Realizing it was Andrew as he planted a kiss before spinning me around against the nearby wall.

"I've missed fucking your ass." He whispered as I suddenly felt his hand around my waist and his fingers fumbled with my belt. He unbuckled it and unzipped my slacks.

Then next thing I knew, he was pulling my jeans and shorts down until my ass was completely exposed. I wanted Andrew to fuck me. I wanted to feel his pussy-poking dick inside of me as I heard him spit in his hand to wet his cock. A moment later I moaned as I felt his slippery dick head pressing against my asshole. Then he grabbed my hips and shoved his dick inside me. I stiffened up from the searing pain of his brutal entry before he pulled his dick half way out of me and slammed it back inside my asshole.

I gasped for air, knowing I couldn't make any noise as the prince started fucking me hard and fast, pinning me to the wall with each thrust. Andrew pumped his royal rod into me over and over again as I moaned and grunted like a whore getting fucked. Damn this was good!

“You like it? You like my cock up your ass?” Andrew asked as he pumped his dick in and out of me harder and faster.

"Yes, fuck me. Make me yours Your Highness." I answered as I could feel his hot breath on the back of my neck.

I desperately wanted to turn my head and kiss him, reaching back and grabbing his head, pulling it towards my lips. I wondered if he could smell his brother's cum on my breath. I slid my tongue inside his mouth and our two tongues intertwined, I was lost in the passion of the kiss, wondering if he could taste his brother's cum. Wheither he did or not, Andrew started fucking me brutally, raping my hole as he clung to me. And like Charles earlier, Andrew shot off quickly. Too quickly for me as I was just getting excited and starting to enjoy it. “Get ready for it!”

Andrew’s warning was followed by him grabbing me by the shoulders and slammed his dick as deep inside of me as it would go followed by a load of cum. My ass made a sucking sound as his royal cum filled it to the rim. When his dick finally slipped out, the prince turned me around and kissed me passionately. Andrew quickly zipped up, then silently exited the room.

I could hardly walk, my asshole was throbbing painfully as I did a quick check up and down the corridor before heading out. Just as I was about to leave, Prince Edward and wife arrived. As they were entering, Edward saw me and me and paused. I wondered if he was reading my thoughts as he smiled, catching me again with those beautiful blue eyes. I wanted to grab him and stick my tongue down his throat.

"Steady, boy," I thought to myself as I left, "Two brothers in one day is enough."

[maryleclerc]

𝐫𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐨𝐫 — charles leclerc

pairing: prince!charles leclerc x reader ; prince!charles leclerc x princess!reader ; dad!charles leclerc x mom!reader

summary: in which the rumor about prince charles leclerc cheating on his wife with actress kristiana bailee, is rumor true or is it just a misunderstood?

read all my 𝐫𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 series here

face-claimer: charlottesinne (but i’ll use other name, and she’ll be an actress in this series)

NO HATE TOWARD CHARLOTTE SINNE (cause i love her!!!)

english is not my native language, no experience in being a royal member or anything. this is just a fictional, please do not take it too serious! THIS SERIES WILL BE A HAPPY END SO DON’T WORRY

y/n_leclerc

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y/n_leclerc Just me and my Christian Arthur in London 🫶🏻

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arthur_leclerc ❤️❤️

⤷ y/n_leclerc 🫶🏻

yourmomname Love you bby

⤷ y/n_leclerc Love you too mom

myusernameu_ What does she mean by “Just me and baby in London”?

victoriahailey WTF?:))) Why’s Kristiana like Y/n post? girl stop being jealous of their relationship! i know you’ve read the article and i KNOW FOR SURE YOU DO IT ON PURPOSE

⤷ limejuice She’s literally so jealous and now she want Charles of her own

⤷ _y/nmyheart Not a chance! this not going to happen, i am here patiently waiting for Charles to confirm these rumor

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charles_leclerc Yesterday is a fun day, I had such a great time to see my favorite team race

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arthur_leclerc Have you read the article Charles?

princessy/n He is really saying yesterday is a great day? or am i misread it?

penelopee He must be kidding me

charlesy/nleclerc Do you think its fun to start a rumor like that? @kristianabailee_official ?

kris_fan Why you all attack Kristiana for these?? In this, Kristiana is the first to come to Charles, Y/n is only a latecomer. I hope after this, our “Princess Y/n of Monte Carlo” will be less delusional :)))

[kaydensb]

100% Legally Sourced Media (Google Drive)

Here is a link for a whole bunch of movies, tv shows and more - https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/15yd2vLoCzlTDknjTgo965gCoAV8S0Emt

below is a list of the things currently on my google drive, I may add more and keep updating this list periodically as things get put on the drive.

Audiobooks and Audio Dramas

Fiction

1984 By George Orwell

Animal Farm By George Orwell

Chemistry By Rachael Sommers

Daisy Jones and the Six By Taylor Jenkins Reid

David Copperfield By Charles Dickens

Dracula By Bram Stoker

Fried Green Tomatoes at the Whistle Stop Cafe By Fanny Flagg

Friends of Dorothy By Sandi Toksvig

Jurassic Park By Michael Crichton

Little Women By Louisa May Alcott

Neon Roses By Rachel Dawson

Pride and Prejudice By Jane Austen

Red, White & Royal Blue By Casey McQuiston

Should Have Known Better By A J McDine

The Complete Sherlock Holmes Collection By Arthur Conan Doyle

The Exorcist By William Peter Blatty

The Murder Game By Tom Hindle

The Picture of Dorian Gray By Oscar Wilde

The Woman in Black By Susan hill

The Wonder Boy of Whistle Stop By Fannie Flagg

Torchwood

We Play Games by Sarah A. Denzil

Non Fiction

A Billion Years My Escape from a Life in the Highest Ranks of Scientology By Mike Rinder

All I Know Now By Carrie Hope Fletcher

Apparently There Were Complaints By Sharon Gless

Best Foot Forward By Adam Hills

Between the Stops By Sandi Toksvig

Beyond Belief By Jenna Miscavige

Coming Up for Air By Tom Daley

Dare to Dream By Izzy Judd

Deaf Utopia By Nyle DiMarco

Escaping the Kingdom of God By J. Andrew Robinson

Fathomless Riches By Rev Richard Coles

Freddie Mercury The Definitive Biography By Lesley-Ann Jones

Friends, Lovers and the Big Terrible Thing By Matthew Perry

From Here to the Great Unknown A Memoir By Lisa Marie Presley & Riley Keough

Help I S*xted My Boss By William Hanson & Jordan North

Mama’s Boy By Dustin Lance Black

Notorious by Raphael Rowe

The House of My Mother By Shari Franke

The Mayor of Castro Street By Randy Shilts

The Phantom Prince By Elizabeth Kendall

Under the Banner of Heaven By Jon Krakauer

Under the Bridge By Rebecca Godfrey

Documentaries and Docudramas

A Very British Sex Scandal

Abused By My Girlfriend

Aids - The Unheard Tapes

Alex Brooker: Disability and Me

Bad Influencer - The Great Insta Con

Bowie - The Man Who Changed The World

Boyzone: No Matter What

Children of the Underground

Dancing for the Devil - The 7M TikTok Cult

Daughters of the Cult

Desperately Seeking Soulmate - Escaping Twin Flames Universe

Dinosaurs - The Final Day with David Attenborough

Dirty Pop - The Boy Band Scam

Driven - The Billy Monger Story

Escaping Polygamy

Escaping Twin Flames

Freddie Mercury - The Great Pretender

Frozen Planet

Frozen Planet II

Good Grief with Reverend Richard Coles

Hatton Garden - The Inside Story

Hell Camp - Teen Nightmare

I Am Not A Rapist

I Cut Off His Penis - The Truth Behind The Headlines

Ireland's Mother and Baby Scandal

Killing Patient Zero

Leah Remini: Scientology and the Aftermath

Lewis Capaldi - How I'm Feeling Now

Liar: The Fake Grooming Scandal

Living Every Second: The Kris Hallenga Story

Lord Montagu

Mama's Boy

Matt Willis: Fighting Addiction

Murdaugh Murders - A Southern Scandal

Murder Among the Mormons

My Wife My Abuser - Captured On Camera

Pennywise - The Story of It

Planet Earth

Planet Earth II

Queen - Days Of Our Lives

Sacred Soil - The Piney Woods School Story

Sarah Everard: The Search for Justice

Scientology: Going Clear - The Prison of Belief

Soham: The Murder of Holly & Jessica

Stolen Youth - Inside the Cult at Sarah Lawrence

Strike - An Uncivil War

Strike! The Women Who Fought Back

Striking with Pride: United at the Coalface

Surviving Amber Heard

Take Care of Maya

The Bambers : Murder at the Farm

The Boys - The Sherman Brothers' Story

The Exorcist Untold

The Family

The Krays - The Mafia Connection

The Menendez Brothers

The Millennium Dome Heist With Ross Kemp

The Movies That Made Us

The Pembrokeshire Murders - Catching the Gameshow Killer

The Program - Cons, Cults and Kidnapping

The Times of Harvey Milk

Uprising

Waco - American Apocalypse

Warren Jeffs: Prophet of Evil

Wonders of the World I Can't See

Films

A Haunting in Venice

About a Boy

All of Us Strangers

Bad Tidings

Beautiful Boy

Beautiful Thing

Beetlejuice

Boy Erased

Boys Don’t Cry

But I'm a Cheerleader

Chocolat

City of Lies

Clue

Cool Runnings

Corpse Bride

Dallas Buyers Club

Dawn of the Dead

Death on the Nile

Deck the Halls

Die Hard

Dirty Dancing

Donnie Brasco

Downton Abbey

Edward Scissorhands

Eternal Sunshine Of The Spotless Mind

Extremely Wicked, Shockingly Evil and Vile

Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas

Fried Green Tomatoes

From Hell

Gone Girl

Gremlins

Hairspray

Handsome Devil

Heathers

Heathers - The Musical

Home Alone

Hot Fuzz

How the Grinch Stole Christmas

How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days

IT

Jaws

Jingle All The Way

Jumanji

Jurassic Park

Kill Your Darlings

Kindergarten Cop

Kinky Boots

Labyrinth

Legally Blonde

Legend

Les Misérables

Les Misérables: The Staged Concert

Little Shop of Horrors

Little Women

Love Actually

Mean Girls

Milk

Minamata

Miracle on 34th Street

Murder on the Orient Express

Murdered for Being Different

Newsies

Oliver!

Philadelphia

Pirates of the Caribbean

Portrait of a Lady on Fire

Prayers For Bobby

Pride

Pride and Prejudice

Red, White and Royal Blue

Rent

Scarface

Scream

Scrooged

Secret Window

Shaun of the Dead

Sister Act

Sleepy Hollow

Star Wars

Sweeney Todd - The Demon Barber of Fleet Street

The Addams Family

The Amityville Horror

The Blair Witch Project

The Conjuring

The Craft

The Crow

The Exorcist

The Greatest Showman

The imitation Game

The Muppet Christmas Carol

The Nightmare Before Christmas

The Santa Clause

The Shawshank Redemption

The Sixth Sense

The Sound of Music

The Tourist

The Woman in Black

Three Men and a Baby

Three Men and a Little Lady

Titanic

Twister

Uncle Buck

Unicorns

West Side Story

What We Did on Our Holiday

White Christmas

Zola

Stand Up Comedy

Adam Hills

Chris McCausland

Chris Ramsey

Daniel Howell

Daniel Sloss

Dara O'Briain

Ed Byrne

Fern Brady

Greg Davies

John Bishop

Rhod Gilbert

Sarah Millican

Sean Lock

TV Shows

90210

Agatha All Along

Alan Davies: As Yet Untitled

Being Human

Bridgerton

Celebrity Race Across the World

Cuckoo

Daisy Jones and the Six

Deadwater Fell

Desperate Housewives

Doctor Who

Downton Abbey

Eyewitness

Fire Country

Good Omens

Good Trouble

Heartstopper

I'm a Celebrity Get Me Out of Here!

Interview with the Vampire

It's A Sin

Killing Eve

Looking

Mary & George

Midnight Mass

Missing You

My Family

My Wife and Kids

Nevermind the Buzzcocks

QI 

Queer as Folk

Shameless

Sky Med

Sleepy Hollow

Switched at Birth

Taskmaster

The Alienist

The Artful Dodger

The Clearing

The Couple Next Door

The Fosters

The Haunting of Bly Manor

The Haunting of Hill House

The Jetty

The Midnight Club

The Misinvestigations of Romesh Ranganathan

The Pembrokeshire Murders

The Perfect Couple

The Society

The Stranger

The Unofficial Science Of…

The Watcher

Torchwood

Under the Banner of Heaven

Under the Bridge

Virgin River

WandaVision

White House Farm

[gguk-n]

All of this is fiction. All rights are reserved

This is my masterlist, I do not allow any transfer, translation or reposting on any other platform. This is the only place I post fanfiction and if you see someone reposting with a name other than gguk-n please let me know! thank you.☺️ P.S. I use Y/N and the reader uses she/her in my stories.

Masterlist

Requests are open

500 followers celebration series

Formula 1

1000 followers celebration masterlist

Requests

Soulmate AU

Lando Norris

SMAU

Please, Please, Please Stranger in the sun

Imagine

Hate you Last Straw

Fading Shadow

Laps of deceit

Max Verstappen

Imagine

The Exception Unravelling Max's Mystery In another life

SMAU

Medicine & Motors Short n Sweet Tracks & Beats

Logan Sargeant

Imagine

Mission- Cheer up Logan Unforseen Affection

Oscar Piastri

Imagine

The illusion of destiny

Tragic Circumstance Growth & Realisation

Grand Prix morning Accelerating Emotions Your brother's Oscar Piastri? Daddy dearest

SMAU

From Pitches to Podium Notes and Nitrous (Jeon Jungkook's labelmate!Reader)

Charles Leclerc

Imagine

The Sky Between Us Replaced

Transition

SMAU

Rewritten Headline

Arthur Leclerc

Imagine

Luxury in Love’s Blind Spot

Eternal Luxury

Lewis Hamilton

Imagine

Renewed Passion

Falling for You Again

SMAU

Racing Smiles

Carlos Sainz Jr

SMAU

Harmonies on the fast lane Destined for Carlos Jokes in the cloud

Imagine

Safe Haven Pivotal Choice Arranged for Love

Lance Stroll

SMAU

Lights, Camera, Stroll

Fernando Alonso

Imagine

Fernando's protege Wheels of Desire

Yuki Tsunodo

SMAU

Fri(end)s

Zhou Guanyu

SMAU

High Speed Hearts

Daniel Riccardo

Imagine

Alternate Universe Balancing Act (Jung Hoseok's Manager!Reader)

Franco Colapinto

SMAU

Turned Page (Park Jimin's ex!Reader)

BTS

Kim Seokjin

Hybrid!Seokjin x reader Overtaking Hearts (Lando Norris's Race Engineer!Reader)

Jeon Jungkook

Royal Heart (Crown Prince!Jungkook x Maid!Reader) Yes or No

Kim Namjoon

Cinematic sparks (Lewis Hamilton’s sister!Reader)

Min Yoongi

Heart on the grid (Sebastian Vettel's God-daughter!Reader)

Kim Taehyung

Canvas of Memories (Charles Leclerc's ex!Reader)

[swiftiethatlovesf1]

From red to golden p.1

Hii this is part 1 of this story, if you enjoy it please comment who would you like the reader to end up with :). I don't have anything against Charles this is just fiction and I needed a bad guy.

You knew he was trouble long before you met him. The prince of Monaco, they called him, his reputation preceding him like a shadow. Stories of his charm and his ability to break hearts travelled through whispers and warnings, but you thought you’d be different. You thought you could handle it. You were a fool for thinking so.

The night you met was a fairytale in the making. Monaco’s glittering lights reflected off your best dress, a deep, seductive red that later became a private joke between you two—matching his team’s colours. What you didn’t know then was how well the red lipstick stains you would later find on his cheeks would match the ones on your heart.

You fell in love with him faster than his Ferrari could race. Nights with him were filled with passion, with extravagant trips and presents that made you feel like the only girl in the world. “Mon coeur,” he used to call you, whispering sweet promises in your ear. Loving him was like plunging into the ocean’s depths without knowing how to swim, trusting in his assurances and his promises of forever.

But soon, the fairytale began to unravel. Fighting him was like battling a storm; the truth was elusive, hidden beneath layers of lies. Each argument ended with more questions than answers, and his sweet words turned bitter.

Losing him was like getting lost in your own hometown, where every familiar sight now felt foreign and cold. The places that once held cherished memories became reminders of what you’d lost. Regretting him was like wishing you had never discovered a new, enchanting world, knowing you’d never walk in it again.

Charles changed you and made you question your loyalties, yourself and your love, but everything changed when he walked into your life. You once believed love was red but now that you've met him it's golden.

Here's part 2

[coco-loco-nut]

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pairing: Oscar Piastri x Reader

summary: idek, an unedited fluffy short blurb

requests open masterlist

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Usually your period isn’t this bad, but your body decided to rebel against you.

“How are you feeling?” Oscar asks, handing you a mug of tea as you are curled up on the couch watching your ultimate comfort movies.

“Like shit,” you groan, ignoring the cramp you just felt.

“I can make you a warm bath, maybe light some candles,” Oscar offers, sitting beside you.

“It’s okay, there is nothing Barbie doesn’t cure. You don’t have to sit here all day with me, go ahead and do your training,” you tell Oscar, watching to watch the old Barbie movies in peace, without Oscar worrying about you. He takes your hint without being hurt about it, he’s a big boy.

Honestly, you don’t know how you ended up with Oscar, he doesn’t really look like any of the princes, and those guys are definitely your type.

When Oscar reappears a few hours later, freshly showered, he notices you scrolling on your phone, humming to the music from the movie.

“Babe, I’m going to order pizza, what do you want?” Oscar asks, opening the app on his phone.

“Hold on, I’m about to get with you,” you say, fully invested in your phone.

“What?”

“This has been the slowest burn ever, but we are finally about to get together, in like chapter 20. I hate slow burns,” you huff.

“Babe, we are already together. You married me?” Oscar says confused. You finish the last paragraph and look at him.

“It’s fan fiction, Osc. You know, on Tumblr,” you show him your phone and his eyebrows are furrowed.

“Why?” is all he can say, unsure of how to react.

“I got bored of writing,” you say, closing the app and refocusing on the movie.

“You write the fan fiction? For me?”

“Ew no. That would be weird. I write for the more popular drivers. You know, Charles, Lando, Carlos, Max, Daniel, Lewis,” you list and Oscar just stares at you. You are literally besties with Lando and Charles, but you don’t write for your own husband? He’s honestly offended.

“What do you mean ew? I think how you scream my name most nights contradicts that,” Oscar smirks, your face flaming.

“That’s why it would be weird. I’ve written it but it will never be published,” you admit, a little embarrassed.

“Anyway, pizza. Yes or no?” you quickly reply yes, hoping to move on from the conversation. That night, once you fall asleep, he scrolls through your account, reading the fan fictions you wrote and reblogged. It’s weird, but he enjoys your writing.

The subject isn’t brought up again until one drunken grid and WAG dinner, where Oscar drunkenly blurts it out.

“Y/n’s written fan fiction about us,” he says and all the guys look at you.

“The girls love it. Some of your antics make for great stories,” you defend yourself.

“So true, I love reading them,” Kika says, the other WAGs voice their agreement about it.

“What?” Charles is confused, but Lando, being the child he is, gets excited.

“Which one of us gets the most written about?” he asks and none of you waste a second replying.

“Charles,” the answer is in unison, causing the Monegasque to blush. None of you will admit that Lando is a close second.

Over the next week, you get random texts from them, asking which ones you wrote, but also their thoughts on different ones. Charles is appalled and flattered by the amount of smut written for him. Lando and Daniel are the opposite, they love the smut and how they’re talked up. They also told you that they got ideas from some of them, causing you to want to bleach your eyes out.

Eventually, they found out which account was yours, sent it to each other, and started spamming your inbox with requests. Lando’s tend to be about him winning a WDC, poor guy can barely win as is.

After a week of them spamming your inbox with requests, you decide to post an announcement on your account.

Dear readers,

Unfortunately my account has been outed. I know you all love my works and when I post some behind the scenes information about GPs. Sadly, my friends who work in an important role in F1 found my account and it no longer feels right to write this anymore out of respect for them.

Thank you all ❤️

↪️ user1 she knows a driver doesn’t she

↪️ user2 or an engineer

↪️ cl16racer don’t stop 😢

↪️ y/username sorry buddy, it’s time

↪️ oscarpastryy yeah, it’s a little weird now

↪️ landomorewins it doesn’t have to be!

“Wow, the guys are really torn up about it,” you laugh, Oscar’s arms around you as you cuddle on the couch. You had been thinking about stopping writing them anyway, so it was just a good excuse.

“I just wish you’d publish what you wrote about me,�� Oscar kisses the side of your head.

“That’s far too dirty and intimate. It’s what I read when you are away,” you say with a blush. “You can read it if you want,” you hand him your phone. He holds the phone where you can both read it, his other hand running up and down your side absentmindedly at first but more intentionally the longer you read, until you aren’t reading anymore. That might’ve been some of your best sex.

“From now on, when you write like that when I’m away, you send it to me. Promise, Mrs Piastri?” Oscar says, kissing you.

“I promise,”