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Some alphas, eh? They just cannot take a loss.
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06 Feb 2026
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Max's scent snaps up at him viciously. Lewis does not flinch; he takes a small step back. 'I did want it,' Max says, very low and very quiet. 'You are saying you did not? Because this would be the second time you imply.'
'No, you're... not listening,' Lewis says, shaking his head. He keeps talking and cutting Lewis off before he can properly explain.
for soooo many reasons I think max/lewis is the hardest f1rpf ship to write that I could possibly imagine, let alone doing it in a plausible, graceful, manner, affording lewis dignity and max depth. it gives me hives to think about, the sheer scope of what you'd have to keep in mind, how delicate all those threads are. the existence of this fic is miraculous and amazing and when I try to think about what it achieves I get a headache !! wow !!!
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Max Verstappen drags his tractor to P12 and gets photographed at a Monaco steakhouse with Toto and Susie the next week. George doesn’t get the steakhouse. George gets his office, two days later.
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18 Feb 2026
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“You gonna hit me again if I do this?” Max asks, one hand fisting the racing suit fabric at George’s waist, the other gripping his jaw, angling George’s chin so he can take his bottom lip between his teeth on the next kiss, dragging light and then letting go with a pop. George murmurs his maybe, yeah, against half-parted lips that stretch into a grin, leaving George kissing teeth. “Good, I liked it. I pressed my fingers into the bruise you left while I jerked off, until it hurt again.”
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I forget the worst times
I forget to call sometimes
I can't even lie sometimes
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