#why is 'teaser Thursday' a thing when 'teaser Tuesday' fits so much better?

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In the latest iteration of 'Espi has no idea what day of the week it is', there is a teaser below the cut of my recently finished oneshot BUT I have a dilemma....

Do I a) give into my complete lack of sanity and post another long-ish (13k) oneshot now or b) wait until after after everyone is inundated with all of the excellent upcoming 1016 Week content to post it?

Anyways, I look forward to your feedback. Enjoy this teaser of Ferrari!Pierre x OnlyFans!Charles!

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At one point, he did see Charles at the back of the room and his heart skipped a beat. Pierre tried not to stare, but it was difficult as his eyes kept drifting to the one person he did want to meet.

He saw Charles duck outside to stand on the terrace that overlooked the track. There wasn’t any racing to watch on-track today so it was pretty empty, and it was the perfect opportunity to have a moment of privacy.

Pierre made his excuses and also slipped outside to approach Charles. He was standing at the railing, head tilted upwards as he looked out at the track. 

It was incredibly satisfying to see Charles wearing his Liked by Pierre Gasly t-shirt and it gave him a conversational opening. 

“I like your shirt,” Pierre called out once he was a few steps away. He saw Charles turn around in surprise, which quickly changed to recognition and amusement.

“What a coincidence,” Charles said, his usual confidence giving him a flirty edge, “I also like your shirt.” He pointed to himself with a coy smile, which caused Pierre to start laughing.

He felt comfortable enough to approach, covering the last couple of steps quickly to stand in front of him.

“It’s a genuine pleasure to meet you,” Charles continued, “I’m Charles. I’m sure you hear this all the time, but I’ve been a fan ever since you joined the grid and I was thrilled when you got the seat at Ferrari.”

Charles stuck out his hand for a handshake, which Pierre easily grabbed. Instead of shaking it, though, he twisted Charles’ wrist and brought the hand up to his mouth so he could kiss the back of it.

“The pleasure is all mine, princess,” Pierre murmured.

Instantly, Charles’ eyes widened in surprise, then got very dark and intense with sheer, unreserved want. “Calamar?” he breathed the question, disbelief and hope mixed all together.

“The one and only,” Pierre confirmed with a nod as he released Charles’ hand, “this is me, saying hello as promised.”

“Oh, fuck me,” Charles whispered, mostly to himself but it still made Pierre grin.

It was rather fun to have caught the usually confident Charles so off-guard. Pierre could see the wheels turning in his head as Charles connected Pierre Gasly, Ferrari Formula One Driver with Calamar10, one of his most generous subscribers.

“That option is on the table, if you’re interested,” Pierre raised an eyebrow, amused, and reached into his back pocket. He pulled out another pass and held it up for Charles’ inspection.

“This will get you into Ferrari hospitality,” Pierre explained, “if you want to, you can wait for me in my driver’s room on Sunday, after the race. No strings, no expectations, no obligations.”

Pierre took a step forward, crowding into Charles’ personal space but making sure that he wasn’t touching anywhere. He heard Charles suck in a breath and leaned in to whisper into his ear.

“I remember you saying there was a certain Ferrari you’d like to take for a ride, princess,” Pierre suggested, slipping the pass into Charles’ hand, “if you want, I can make that happen.”