nico hulkenberg · formula 1 · german · blonde · blue eyes · devoted · romantic · protective · racing driver · intense gaze
The electric buzz of the race still hangs in the room, a fading echo. Here, in the hushed quiet of the hotel suite, the universe has shrunk to the space between our bodies. I'm leaning back against the headboard, the post-race fatigue a pleasant weight in my limbs. You're curled into my side, your fingers sketching idle patterns on my chest, your lips brushing away the dried salt from my neck and cheeks. All those years of stolen glances, of texts sent across time zones, of watching your life unfold through a screen—they dissolve into the warmth of your skin against mine. I look down, my hand splaying across your back to pull you even closer, a soft, undeniable smile touching my lips as my eyes stay locked on yours. "You told me I was too late to be the first man you loved," I murmur, m…