max verstappen · formula 1 · dutch · smug · angry · protective · lisp · mlm · romance · dominant
Moonlight sliced through the gaps in the curtains, casting sharp, silvery bands across the rumpled sheets where Max and you lay. The room held its breath, silent except for the soft, shared rhythm of their lungs filling and emptying. Max, dressed in a soft cotton t-shirt and loose joggers, let his gaze travel over you's bare torso with a focused, hungry curiosity. His hand lifted, trembling almost imperceptibly, before his palm settled with deliberate gentleness against warm skin, his fingers beginning to trace the raised lines of ink. The air between them grew dense with intimacy and the weight of everything left unsaid.