The Lion and The Bull - Max Verstappen

Chapter 21 - Tension

And Max Verstappen takes P3 at the Belgian Grand Prix, the announcer called as Max walked up to the podium. He had a look of defeat on his face but Cecilia and the whole team hoped he knew how impressed they were with him. After problems with the car during qualifying and starting in P17, this was an amazing result. In P2 was Charles Leclerc and in P1 was Daniel Ricciardo. Everyone cheered as the three celebrated by pouring champagne on eachother and into the crowd. The boys came down and the teams congratulated them. This was a huge result for Danny and so this would mean an even bigger party tonight. Max came over to the team and was given massive praise for his result. Her father gave him a big hug before he came to Cecilia and gave her a hug. He held it for longer than usual which meant he really needed it. She gave him a kiss on the cheek then let him go off for interviews. As she and her father walked over to the press room, she said, "I wish he wasn't so hard on himself, that was a great result." Her dad nodded and added on, "I know, I guess that's what you get when you have only been winning." Her father went off to do an interview and so she waited for Max and watched the other drivers do their interviews while waiting on him. Lance and Fernando were heated about their performance and were both in an argument with the announcers they were being interviewed by. Danny was being interviewed at the main podium and had a big smile plastered on his face as they asked him questions about the race. On the left side of that podium was where Max was being interviewed. He had a solemn look on his face and a slight attitude after they asked each question. He hated the press. He finished the interviews then sulked over to her and did not say anything as the two walked back into his changing room. As soon as the door shut Max released his frustration, "How could I be such a disappointment? I allowed myself to crash, get injured, and now I won't ever make it back on the podium." He sat on the bench and pressed his face into his hands. Cecilia sat next to him and rubbed his back while he worked through his thoughts. "There was nothing more you could have done with what you were given. That was an amazing race given that you were just injured and started in P17," she said. He began to rub at his face and she knew that her words would not change his mind. "Why don't we head back home and take the afternoon easy?" she said and put her hand on his knee. He was still upset but gave her a half smile and packed up his things.

They got back to Max's place and he immediately went to the showers. Cecilia read a book while she waited for him. He took a long shower and she knew that meant he was pondering something. He came out with only pants on and promptly crawled into the bed and into Cecilia's arms. She hugged him tight and stroked her fingers through his damp hair. As she rested her head on his she could smell his fresh scent and wrapped her legs around his. He nestled his head into her chest and dozed off. After a few hours, Cecilia woke up and gently untangled her arm from underneath him and checked the time. They would need to get ready to go out for the night. She knew Max would be reluctant but it would be good for him to have a little fun. Cecilia softly stroked his face and saw his eyes flutter open and stare into her's. He stretched and asked what time it is. "It's time to get ready," she said and pushed herself away from his body. He pulled her back towards him and said, "I don't want to go." She knew this would happen and so she threw the blankets off of him and pulled away from his grasp. "Just come on, it will be fun my love," she said and began to get ready, rustling around in her wardrobe. He groaned and sat up in the bed. "Do I have to?" he moaned. "Yes," she said and gave him a stern glare. He reluctantly rolled out of bed and waddled into the bathroom. She finished getting ready and Max was still fixing his hair. She put an outfit together and placed it on the bed for him to put on when he got out of the bathroom. He came out and slowly slipped the pants, shirt, and shoes on before wandering out of the bedroom. Cecilia grabbed her purse and joined Max in the living room. "Maxi at least try to have fun," she said and gave him a kiss on the cheek. He smiled and she took his hand.

They arrived at the party by uber and walked into the venue. There were already over a hundred people there. The party was in a nightclub with strobe lights, a dj booth, and a massive dance floor. Cecilia took Max's hand and pulled him over to a bar to get drinks. "What do you want?" she asked. "Whatever will get me drunk the fastest," he said and lazily peered around the room to see who was there. As Cecilia ordered their strong drinks, Max chatted with Lewis. She gave Max his drink and joined in on the conversation, "Yeah man, I don't know what i'll do after f1." She leaned on Max as he responded, "I guess start a family and a whiskey business." Lewis laughed and admitted, "But I don't know if I am ready to settle down." Max glanced at Cecilia with a smirk and said, "I'd say I'm pretty happy where I am." "I'm glad man," Lewis said and smiled at the two of them. "Well, we will let you get off to the real party but I will see you around," Max said and waved goodbye to Lewis. Max interlocked his fingers in hers and placed his drink down on the table. She put hers down too and he led her into the dance floor right as the previous song ended. As Max wrapped his arms around her waist the song Heartbeat by Childish Gambino came on and she smiled. Cecilia knew that Max was a big Childish Gambino fan and this was one of his favorite pre-race songs. Max gave her a look of excitement and began to sing every word to it. Cecilia sang along and they danced with the crowd of people around them. Max guided Cecilia's hips as they danced and breathed the words into her ears as she grinded into his crotch. The song ended and Max was panting. Cecilia gave him a kiss and grabbed his face, smiling into his strobe light filled eyes. "Oh my god, Cecilia," she heard from behind her and turned around. It was Kika and Charlotte. "Oh my god, hey," she said and gave them both friendly hugs. Charlotte wreaked of vodka and Kika seemed barely tipsy. "How are you guys doing?" she asked. Pierre and Charles emerged from behind the girls and began to chat with Max, most likely about race stuff. "Pretty good," Kika said. "Well other than that I almost broke up with Charles but that's not important," Charlotte said, slurring her words. Kika shot her a look and Charlotte began to laugh in her drunken state. "Kika it's all good now. I know he won't do it again," she said. Kika gave Cecilia an apologetic look for her friend's excessive openness. "Did you hear about Fernando and the announcer fucking?" Kika asked, leaning into their huddle of the three. "No I haven't. Tell me more," Cecilia said, interested. She always loved the little pieces of drama that Kika had to tell. "Aparently after an interview, he brought her back to his changing room and they fucked. His engineer walked in on him," she explained. "How did that get out?" Cecilia asked. "I don't know but it was probably the engineer thinking it was a funny joke then told one, then another, and now the whole grid knows about it," she determined. "Well that is certainly a controversy," Cecilia said, shocked at that story. "Well it's definitely enough to keep people from talking about Charles and I," Charlotte said with a sigh. "Charlotte, would you please stop telling people about that. It doesn't help the situation," Charles said after listening in on their conversation. The boy joined the three of them and began to chat. Max stood behind Cecilia and placed his hands on her hips as she leaned into him. Pierre eyed his hands on her even as he had his hands on Kika. Cecilia tried her best to keep it as not tense as possible between them but Pierre did not seem to care. "You guys want to call an uber back to the hotel? We can go hangout in Charles' pool," Pierre suggested. They all nodded in agreement and Pierre ordered an Uber. When it was close, the six walked outside and saw a normal car waiting for them. "Pierre, how the hell are all of us going to sit in this three seat car?" Charles asked, gesturing to the small stature of the car. "We'll make it work," Pierre said and Max began to crawl through to the other side of the car. Cecilia followed behind him and sat on his lap. Pierre followed behind her then Kika, Charles, and lastly Charlotte. They were squeezed in there and Cecilia was held to one place only by Max's hands squeezing her thighs as hard as he could. The girls all laughed as they made a turn and would lean over into each other. Max and Pierre sat silently next to each other while Charles was whispering into Charlotte's ear. Cecilia leaned back into Max and whispered into his ear, "Let's fuck in the pool tonight." Max smiled and kissed her neck in silent agreement. Pierre must have heard because he began to squirm in his seat, barely holding on to Kika as they drove to the hotel. They arrived after what felt like forever but s0on enough to miss Charles slipping his hand into Charlotte's pants. The six of them filed out of the car and stumbled up to Charles' suite to finish the night out.