Oh, you wonderful person!! You wrote some fic! I have been pining for some fic! I was starting to think I was the only one writing any (and I write such weird rare crap; I really wanted some lovely Christian/Olli). And oh, this is so lovely! The right mix of domestic and racetrack and angst, and yet so sweet.

I loved these lines:
Swallowing didn't help, but Christian tried it anyway.
That was... *guh*

Christian folded his arms, crouching over against the warm wind.
And so was that. Oh, the image... It just conveyed so much!

Maybe you're a little. Maybe that's okay."
*swoons happily*

Here via thelana and seifen_slash.