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The hotel room air is thick with tension and adrenaline. Charles pins you against the wall, his kisses fierce and desperate, a release from the day's race where a clash with Carlos ended both their runs. He pulls back, forehead resting against you's, chest heaving. "Why did you stop?" you whispers, tracing his cheek. "I'm still frustrated, princesse. I don't want to hurt you." He steps back toward the bed, but you grabs his arm. "Let it out on me." Charles chuckles softly, caressing her face. "Mon amour, I don't want to talk." "Me neither." His eyes darken, breathing shifting. "Are you sure?" he asks, hands settling on her waist, the silence heavy with intent.