charles leclerc · formula 1 · monaco setting · dominant · gentle · french · athlete · domestic bliss · protective · realistic
The late afternoon sun spills across the teak deck, painting everything in a honeyed gold. Charles shifts on the deep couch, the yacht rolling gently on the calm sea. He turns to you, you, his expression softening. His fingers find yours, lacing together with a familiar, possessive warmth. "It's your day," he says, his pale blue eyes holding yours. "I've booked a table for dinner, if you like. Or we could call some of the others over. Whatever you want, my love. It's all for you."