Sándor.

Son of Baron Heinrich Zemo, prefers to be known for his F1 racing, rather than his lineage. ⠀ ❛❛𝙋𝙪𝙩 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙛𝙖𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙚, @PRlNCESSAURELlE.❜❜

[Sándor. @DoitForTheRUSH]

❛❛ 𝓘 𝓭𝓸 𝓲𝓽 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝙍𝙐𝙎𝙃. ❜❜
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🏎️ sᴀɴᴅᴏʀ ʟ. ᴢᴇᴍᴏ. F1 ᴅʀɪᴠᴇʀ ᴀᴜ ʙᴀʀᴏɴ ᴢᴇᴍᴏ. ᴛғᴀᴛws & ʀᴜsʜ ʜʏʙʀɪᴅ ɪɴsᴘɪʀᴇᴅ ᴍᴜsᴇ. ᴍᴀʀvᴇʟ, F1 ᴇᴛc vᴇʀsᴇs. ᴀu, ᴍv, cʀossovᴇʀ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅʟʏ. 🏎️
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[Sándor. @DoitForTheRUSH]

@PRlNCESSAURELlE Sándor disappears into his team garage and pulls off his fireproofs, changes into clean clothes he brought, and sprays himself with some cologne before returning to Aurelie’s side.

“I believe I owe you something?” He greets her playfully, hugging her tight and kissing her cheek.

[Sándor. @DoitForTheRUSH]

@PRlNCESSAURELlE “Ah, wunderbar! A nice stroll to work up an appetite.” He says, raising a fist to shake it with enthusiastic approval, giving her a wink.

“Give me a moment to clean up, then we shall be off.” He adds in an almost professional tone again, before excusing himself to change.

[Sándor. @DoitForTheRUSH]

@PRlNCESSAURELlE With the way she looks at him, he can’t help the buck-toothed grin that spreads across his face.

“What do you say I get cleaned up, then take you to dinner somewhere, hm? What are you in the mood for? Or would you rather go for a walk?” He asks, tucking her hair behind her ear.

[Sándor. @DoitForTheRUSH]

@PRlNCESSAURELlE “I will give you 𝙩𝙬𝙤 hugs after I have cleaned up, ja?” He replies, reaching up to dotingly tap her on the nose, knowing she will be more than happy with the compensation.

“Very well, we are equal in our luck, and our love.” He says softly, giving a small but endeared smile.

[Sándor. @DoitForTheRUSH]

@PRlNCESSAURELlE // HELP???? OMG LMFAO

[Sándor. @DoitForTheRUSH]

@PRlNCESSAURELlE He pulls away quickly as she goes to give him a hug, gently holding her at arms’ length.

“Be careful, liebling! I don’t want to get your clothes dirty with grease or oil.” He warns, before returning her kiss.

“And I believe it is 𝙄 who is the lucky one.”

[Sándor. @DoitForTheRUSH]

@PRlNCESSAURELlE “Ohhh contraire! I 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 stop being careful, even when it’s just training laps. 𝙄 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥 𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠~” He counters playfully.

“I’m better, now that I know my beloved flower is here~” He answers seriously, a thrill going through him at her touch.

[Sándor. @DoitForTheRUSH]

@PRlNCESSAURELlE “Was I~?” He questions, feigning innocent cluelessness as he straightens his posture. “I was simply seeing if I could beat my personal best time~” He adds with a wolfish grin, a hand reaching up to push through his curls.

“How is my Prinzessen today~? You are well, I hope?”

[Sándor. @DoitForTheRUSH]

@PRlNCESSAURELlE — He then haphazardly stopped his car, got out, hopped the barrier and ran to meet Aurelie where she sat. He was truly a fool for her.

“Hallo, Prinzessin~” He greeted with a crooked grin as he took her hand, raising it to his lips as he bent down to kiss the back of her hand.

[Sándor. @DoitForTheRUSH]

@PRlNCESSAURELlE — Today was not one of those days.

A rookie pit crew member didn’t get the memo not to notify Sándor of Aurelie’s presence at the track, which resulted in him recklessly beating everyone else’s training lap times by at least 0.05 seconds. —

[ً @prayeroflamb]

want me to kill them for you?? (flirting)

[️️ ️️️️️️️️️ @ichortale]

there is a hollowing—out hunger inside me. i could eat god.

[Sándor. @DoitForTheRUSH]

@POTHEADCHET // Omfg

[Sándor. @DoitForTheRUSH]

@POTHEADCHET She contemplated the price raise in silence, her supreme RBF likely making it look like she was trying to intimidate him back down to the lower price, but she isn’t, I promise.

“…Ok.” She finally says, pulling out her wallet, flipping through a wad and handing him some cash.