You smile when you see Charles' face pop up on your phone screen, placing it against your mug before answering it. "Bonjour mon coeur" he says. Smiling at you with a little wave. "Hey babe, how are you?" you ask him, frowning your brows a little when you realise he's at the airport. "I have a surprise for you" he says, wiggling his eyebrows before turning the camera around and showing you the airport of your hometown. "Wait, why are you here? Weren't you supposed to be in Maranello?" you ask him, confusion written all over your features. "I lied to you, but I'll tell you when I'm at your place, I'll see you in a bit, love you!" he smiles when you blow him a confused kiss through the screen before he ends the call.
You quickly clean up your apartment a little bit, your laptop and papers were sprawled all over the table. You started your new job at the beginning of January, working for the F1 social media team. It meant writing fun articles about the races, you did the fun parts while your analytic team members did all the number things, and you managed the Instagram and twitter page as well. It meant working closely with Nell as well, since she did a lot of photography work for the F1 teams, and you were excited to do that even more once the winter break was over. You had gone home after Christmas, Charles had work duties and you wanted to get into the grind of working again as well. You had not seen each other for a few weeks now, so you were excited to see him.
You rush towards the door when you hear the bell ring, opening it to reveal a happy and relaxed looking Charles. "Bonjour ma belle" he says, wrapping his arms around your body while burying his face against your neck. "Tu m'as manqué" he mumbles, shuffling into your hallway while you're still wrapped in his arms, kicking the door closed with his foot. "Também tive saudades tuas" you mutter back, running your fingers through his hair. He looks down at you when he pulls away slightly, stroking the hair out of your face before kissing you softly. He smiles during the kiss, breaking away from you to look into your loving eyes. He sighs, "I've been wanting to do that ever since you went home again."
He walks into your kitchen, leaning against the island while he looks at your papers and laptop. "Were you working?" he asks, and you hum, closing the laptop before organizing the papers. "But tell me, why did you lie about working in Maranello?" you turn towards him, cocking your head sideways while he chuckles. "Because I was planning our valentine getaway! Which is why I'm here now. I'm picking you up, because we're going to Ireland!" he claps his hands excitedly before walking towards you and resting them on your hips. "Wait, what?" you say, letting the words sink in while he strokes his hands over your hips, humming when you put your hands on his shoulders.
"I've booked us a nice little place in Galway, overlooking the water. You told me about the trip you took there a few years ago, right? You said that it was very romantic, but that you were on your own there. I figured it was the perfect place to celebrate valentines there, together" he looks at your widened eyes, gasping softly when he sees tears in them. "Oh, mon dieu, is it such a shitty idea?" his voice sounds concerned, so you wave it away quickly. "No, no, it's lovely. I don't know why I'm getting all emotional, I'm just not used to someone doing things like this for me" you whisper, and he shakes his head with a smile before pressing you against his chest. "You deserve it mon amour."
You look out of the car window while Charles drives the two of you towards Galway. The radio plays softly, and Charles' hand is caressing your thigh while he focusses on the road. "It's so pretty here" you say, looking over at him when he smiles with a hum. "So different from where we live, I like the change of scenery. I hope you packed some sweaters though" he chuckles, and you nod with a smile. "I did, Marie knitted one for me and Nell for Christmas, so I brought that one with me" you tell him, smiling at the memory of when you opened the package in the mail.
You walk into the living room after accepting the package from the delivery man. You open it quickly, curious to see what's inside. A card lays on top of some pink and white fabric, and you frown in confusion before reading the card.
"Hey Sof, merry Christmas! I hope you and Charles had a lovely time with both of your families, and I'm excited to see you more often in the paddock now that you got the job for the F1 Social Media Team!!! I'm very proud of you! I knitted you a sweater, something to bring when we go to the colder countries during the season. I hope you like it! XXX Marie"
You giggle, quickly putting the card away before unwrapping the sweater. The wool is incredibly soft, and it's exactly in the colour combination that you love. You hurry towards the bedroom, putting it on before sending a photo to the group chat, telling Marie how much you love it.
"I still think it's so cool that she can make clothes" Charles says, "she's so talented. I've seen Carlos wear several spencer's, sweaters, and beanies as well over the time that they're together, always telling everyone his girlfriend made them. So adorable." You chuckle, telling him about something funny Marie told you and Nell about Carlos last week. You're fighting against sleep when you and Charles finally reach the home he rented for the next few days. It was Friday now, and you were staying until Wednesday. Monday was valentine's day, so you had plenty of time to explore the city. "Let's put everything inside, put on our sleepwear and sleep" Charles says, rubbing his eyes while stifling a yawn. You agree wordlessly, following him inside the house after grabbing your bags while he rolls the suitcases with him.
You sigh contently when you wake up in Charles' warm embrace, refreshed and recharged. He's still sleeping, his hair sticking up while his arms are tightly around your waist. You smile, tracing circles on his chest before placing your head back against his body. You feel him tighten his arms around you, kissing your hair before he mumbles, "good morning mon ange" with a raspy voice. Your heart tingles from the sound of the words in his morning voice, pressing a kiss on his skin before saying good morning to him. "What do you want to do today? I only have plans for Monday, so we have a clear program to be filled in for the other days" he tells you, stroking your back while he kisses your forehead.
You spend the weekend exploring the town and the area around it, gratefully making use of Marie's sweater since the weather was chilly. You got the girls some souvenirs, buying some for your and Charles' family as well. You smile when you turn around in bed, frowning when you're met with an empty side of the bed. Today is valentine's day, and you're curious to find out what Charles has planned for the day. He hasn't said anything about it, even though you've been trying to make him tell you for the last day and a half. You step out of the bed, opening the curtains and smiling when you see the sun shining brightly.
When you get downstairs you hear Charles humming in the kitchen, so you walk towards him, leaning against the doorframe while he's busy preparing something you can't see. "Good morning love" you say softly, and he looks at you with wide eyes. "Mon amour! You scared me!" he walks towards you, turning you around before walking you back into the living room. You giggle, humming when he turns you around to kiss you. He presses multiple kisses on your lips before murmuring "happy valentines mon coeur" against them. You smile, pulling back a little while running your fingers through his hair. "Happy valentines meu fofinho" you say, kissing him deeply.
"Okay so, I have a surprise, yeah?" Charles says, playing with your fingers while he looks at you with a slight blush, "but you can't know what it is yet, so I'm going to ask you to get dressed. We will be outside for a lot, so not too cold. That's the only information you need. Oh, and something that you'll be comfortable to sit in." You nod slowly, curious to find out what he has planned. "Okay, I can do that. I'll go shower now then" you tell him, kissing his lips before walking back upstairs to get ready. You eventually decide to wear a yellow dress with long sleeves, pulling your new cardigan over it in case it was going to be colder later today.
Walking downstairs after you're fully ready you're met with an excited looking Charles who's waiting for you, wearing a pair of dark blue jeans with a red sweater on top of it. He looks so cuddly in sweaters, and you can't help but trail your hands over his chest before wrapping your arms around him. "You look so pretty" he says, stroking his hands over your back before squeezing your bum. "Let's go! It's a short drive, but I think it'll be very worth it" he smiles at you, waiting patiently until you've got your bag, before intertwining your fingers and walking towards the car.
Charles' surprise for you was one of the most adorable things ever. He organised a picnic, making sure that all your favourite types of food that he could find here were present. You're lying on his lap now, enjoying the soft breeze while the sun shines on the two of you. "I can't believe we got so lucky with the weather today, it's really nice" he says, stroking your hair while looking at your relaxed face. You hum, smiling before peeking up at him with one eye open. "I have a present for you" he says softly, looking at you a little nervously. You sit up again, leaning on one of your hands while he rummages around the bag before taking out a small box.
You look at him, before looking at the key in the box again. "I don't really understand?" you say, looking at Charles who breathes out slowly before he starts talking. "I have been wanting to ask you this since Christmas, especially when you started your new job. We'll be traveling to all the races together, but I would love it if we could go home together after the races as well. This is the key to my place in Monaco. W-would you like to move in with me, Sofia?" his voice sounds soft and nervous while he fiddles with his fingers. You stare at him for a few more seconds before putting the box down and grabbing his face, kissing him deeply while stroking his cheeks. "I would love that, Charles."
You giggle while the two of you stumble into the house, taking off your shoes and coats quickly before rushing upstairs. You squeal when Charles lifts you up, lying you down on the matrass before hovering over you. "You're so beautiful" he mumbles, kissing you deeply while unbuttoning your cardigan, stroking his hands over your dress-clad skin. He pulls you up, taking off your cardigan before trying to find the zipper of your dress while his lips attack your neck. He groans when he can't find it, pulling away from you before quickly unzipping it and helping you out of it. "Oh, mon coeur" he mutters when he sees you in a beautiful white lace set. "Did you get this new?" he asks, and you nod while closing your eyes when his warm palms caress your skin. "Did you buy it while thinking of me?" he whispers, pressing soft kisses on your neck. "Y-yeah" you sigh, tugging at his sweater to indicate that you want it off.
He quickly takes off his sweater and jeans, grinning at you when you drag your eyes over the exposed skin. "Approved?" he asks, hovering over you when you hum, kissing your soft skin. His hands roam over your stomach, teasing you when he traces the edges of your panties before he slides them down your legs. You moan his name softly when you feel his fingers moving through your wet folds before he pushes two of them inside of you. His tongue explores your mouth while he thrusts his fingers into you slowly, smiling when you whine his name. "What's wrong mon ange?" he whispers, nibbling on the skin of your neck.
You don't answer, looking at him with pleading eyes while he keeps the same slow rhythm. "G-go faster" you whisper, staring into his darkened eyes while you run your hands over his back. You choke out a moan when he picks the pace up suddenly, trembling beneath him when he uses his other hand to stimulate your clit. "C-Charles" you whimper, gripping the sheets tightly when you feel your orgasm approach. He looks down on you when he feels your walls tighten, thrusting a few more times before pulling his hands away suddenly. You widen your eyes, looking at him with a flushed face, frowning your brows. "Why did you do th-" "turn around for me" he interrupts, humming when you move to lay on your stomach.
"On your hands and knees darling" he says, and you shuffle on the bed until you're in that position. He roams his hands over your bum, squeezing it before aligning himself with your entrance. He moans lowly when he pushes into you slowly, gripping your hips tighter when he bottoms out. "F-fuck, you feel so good like this" he grunts, pulling out of you before thrusting into you a little firmer. You whimper while you press your face in the covers, muffling your moans while Charles thrusts into you faster.
The familiar feeling of your orgasm approaching takes over your senses rather quickly since you were so close to your first orgasm. Charles moans lowly when he feels your walls tighten around his length, thrusting into you faster and hitting the sweet spot inside of you repeatedly. You cry out his name when your orgasm washes over your, trembling on your arms and legs while he thrusts you through it, grunting your name when he spills inside of you. He pulls out of you, flopping down on the matrass before taking you in his arms and kissing you lazily.
"Let's take a 5 minute nap before round two" he mumbles, chuckling against your shoulder when you smack his chest.