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Park that car, drop that phone. Sleep on the floor, dream about me. by RedBlood_WhiteSnow
Fandoms: Formula 1 RPF
03 Mar 2026
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Alex was never supposed to be an alpha – not at almost 29 years old. Not after a lifetime of being ‘just a beta’. Not when he already had George, the only thing that ever felt like home.
But the world doesn’t care what he wants.
George doesn’t know how to exist in this new reality. The man he once loved in secret is suddenly unrecognizable: more aggressive, more distant, more everything George isn’t.
The paddock whispers, the media speculates and between them, there’s a chasm where there used to be trust. But old habits die hard and maybe love does too. Because no matter how much Alex tries to push George away, his alpha still wants to claim him. And no matter how much George wants to walk away, he still dreams of Alex’ hands on him.
They were never supposed to be together but when it’s George and Alex, there’s only ever been one rule: Find your way back to me.
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“I’m not a rookie and I’m not doing this to prove anything. I like racing in pre-heat," Oscar says.
Carlos’ brain short circuits. “What?”
Oscar inclines his head. "It focuses me. Makes me more desperate for the win.”
Desperate. Carlos can’t help it, his scent blooms.
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Oscar mistimes his heat cycle in Monaco, things go awry. Carlos, who barely knows him, volunteers as tribute.
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Three months after Thailand, Saxon and Lochy split an edible and fall into a no strings attached sexual relationship.
(Or: the Ratliff brothers keep the lights off, so it’s not gay.)
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“You never did answer me that one time,” Rust says, checking his gun on his belt before tucking his notebook up under one arm. His cigarette’s down to its last leg and he sucks hard enough on the filter that it squeaks between his lips.
“Bout what?” Marty murmurs, looking down his nose to fumble with the zipper on his windbreaker again.
Rust squints ahead into the forest even though the sun isn’t bright here, pressing his lips into a thin line. “About whether or not you believe in ghosts.”
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They breathe hot in each other’s spaces, two planets crashed into a singular wrecked orbit, but Marty drops his hands and walks away, not yet wondering why he’ll always feel Rust weigh on him like a gravitational pull.
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