Formula 1 One Shots

(PG) - how about we celebrate?

I swear I was crying, screaming and cheering with Pierre his first victory! He so deserved it, only right full winner of this race. So hereby, a chapter of Pierre. (posted a little late tho)

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"That race, Pierre. Phenomenal." I say while I hug him. Tears stained my face with red stripes over my cheeks. I pull away and I see his eyes twinkle, he's smiling to me.

"I love that you cried about me. That I didn't let you down."

How would you ever let me down?"

"Might loosing against Sainz...?"

"Never. Like I told the interviewer; there are three people in the whole wide world that, whatever they do, they never let me down. These are; Charles Leclerc, Max Verstappen and Pierre Gasly. In no particular order. And I'm not even a supporter of Pierre, but he has my heart, my whole heart the moment he stepped into the Toro Rosso for the first time." I say it like I told the interviewer, making him laugh.

"You make me feel loved every day again." He says while smiling. Taking his mask off his face and leaning into my ear. "See you tonight in the lounge?"

"Sure but I'm not going to drink."

"Of course you aren't."

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"Hey, Y/n. Coming for Pierre his small party? You look beautiful." His engineer says and smiles, I'm wearing sweats. I nod and he lets me through. His new engineer is great and all I just think he's trying too hard to be liked by me that it makes me not like him...

"Ohh, Pierre!" I exclaim when I see him lift a champagne bottle to his mouth. "At least use a glass."

"Never!" He becomes a small kid whenever he's a little tipsy but when he's really tipsy or drunk the attitude fades away. Let me be straight, he's a weird French man. "Sit with me, cute ass."

I go and sit next to him and take his bottle and take a sip too. He looks at me in shock, eyeing me up and down. Taking the bottle from me again and taking a sip himself

"Thought you wouldn't drink tonight."

"I changed my mind. If I have to put up with your crew I need my booze." I say and Pierre laughs loudly, hitting my arm.

"I would like to say a toast." His engineer speaks up.

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"Goodnight Pierre, I had fun tonight." I hug him and walk towards my room. Until his voice stops me in my tracks, I turn around. 

"Who says our night over?" He shouts, incapable of knowing how much he had to raise his voice for how far away I am. He never drunk this much with me yet.

"Your meeting first thing tomorrow," I say with sass. He just shrugs his shoulders and blows raspberries.

"I can do with less sleep. How about we celebrate?" He hits the wall net to him and it turned out to be a door, I hope none heard the bang on their door.

"We already celebrated your win."

"Just little." He gives me a hand gesture and squints his eyes, to make sure I know just how 'little we celebrated' he means.

"What are you implying?" He walks closer, pushing me against the wall. The picture frame he pushed me up against moves and I was sure it'd fall down, but it didn't. He closes me into his 

"Sex. I want you. In my bed. Naked and shaking." I gasp while he says that. Does he have sexual attraction towards me? How did I never pick up on that?

"Pierre! Don't you have any shame?" I quickly look around, not wanting anyone to overhear and especially not the press.

"This is 6 drink Pierre, no shame but sober enough know exactly what I'm doing and going to do. I know what I'm going to do to you to exact."

"I have to say I like six drink, Pierre. My room or yours?"

"Which one is closer?"

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