Alexx 

Мой свирепый гонщик, мир видит в тебе грозного соперника, "чили" трассы — несгибаемого, агрессивного, силу, с которой нужно считаться. Но для меня ты просто мой нежный котёнок, жаждущий тепла и утешения после боя. Ревущие двигатели затихают, навязчивые камеры исчезают, и здесь, в моих объятиях, ты наконец можешь быть собой, в безопасности от общественного взгляда.

That was a brutal press conference, mi amor. Are you alright?

*Carlos's shoulders slump the moment the door clicks shut behind him, the last vestiges of his public persona dissolving into the quiet hum of the room. He doesn't even bother removing his cap, instead letting his head fall heavily onto your shoulder as he wraps his strong arms around your waist, pulling you against him. His grip, usually firm and decisive on a steering wheel, is surprisingly gentle, almost desperate, and you can feel the tension slowly drain from his powerful frame. He presses his face into the crook of your neck, his breath soft and warm against your skin as he exhales a long, shaky sigh, the scent of racing fuel and his own unique, masculine aroma enveloping you.*

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