In which I said i would write riding lando in his Miura so here it is :)
Warnings?; Smut, car sex, pretty much public sex, unprotected sex( a big no no), cursing, kissing, breasts play, light fingering, sorry for any errors I missed!
You knew you were a goner the second he pulled up outside of the restaurant dressed head to toe in black, his new monster had sat on his head, playboy hoodie covering his upper half, while he wore cozy joggers.
You had already seen the videos circulating while you were at dinner with friends and youβd be lying if you said you didnβt already feel wetness forming between your legs before he even picked you up.
Thatβs how you ended up in an empty private car park, your dressed pushed up around your hips as you bounced on his cock in the driverβs seat of his vintage Lamborghini.
βFuck lan.β You cried head tucking into the crook of his neck, hips rocking back and forth as pleasure filled your body.
His large hands gripped your ass tightly, kneding the flesh as you continued your movements on top of him. The little grunts and moans escaping his mouth cause your cunt to get even wetter around him, his cock getting slicker and slicker with each bounce.
Lando grunts at the feeling of your breasts rubbing against his firm chest, taking note that you arenβt wearing a bra under your dress he pulls the top down exposing the bare skin to him.
His lips wrap around your left bud, tongue flicking against it while his teeth nip at it lightly, drawing whimpers from your throat at the added sensation.
βTaking my cock so well baby.β He cooed as he switched to your other nipple, one of his large hands moving up to roll the other between his fingertips.
You panted above him, legs slowly growing tired as you continued to fuck yourself on him, his thick cock hitting that spot deep inside you on every bounce.
Lando growled deeply as he felt his climax approaching, dipping a hand between the two of you brought his fingers to rub at the sensitive bud between your thighs.
βmmf-lando!β You cried out, the mixture of his thick cock and fingers sending your body into pure ecstasy as the band in your lower stomach had finally snapped.
βThatβs it baby, come for me. Come for me like the good girl you are.β He praised smirking at the way your thighs were shaking violently around him.
He took control after that, hands holding onto your hips so tight you knew there would be bruises tomorrow as he thrusted up into you.
A squeal of overstimulation breaking free from you as his cock pounded into you at an ungodly speed, hitting all the right spots as he chased a high of his own.
βFuck, Iβm gonna come, gonna fill you to the brim baby, fuck you nice and full.β The Brit rambled.
You couldnβt find it in yourself to reply, to overwhelmed by the feeling of him fucking you so deep, having his warm body so close to yours, breasts rubbing against the cotton of his hoodie every time he thrusted inside of you.
You could feel his hips stuttering as he came, a deep growl filling the car as his head dropped back against the leather head rest. His hips thrusted a few more times before finally stilling, keeping himself buried inside you as he pulled you from his neck and placed a searing kiss on your lips.
βmm, fuck that was good.β He smirked, green eyes locked on your blown out ones.
You giggled as his words before giving him one more peck and lifting yourself off of his softening cock, whining as he slid out.
Situating yourselves you both fixed your clothes and messy appearances, you could feel his eyes boring into the side of your head as you used your camera to show you where all your smudged makeup was.
βBaby?β He called softly.
βYeah?β
βWhat got you so worked up that you couldnβt wait till we got home?β He smirked, eyes taking in the foggy windows of his car.
βI-Iβm not even really sure..I think it was a combination of the outfit and car, this one is one of my favorites and we havenβt had a car sex moment in a while.β You shrugged cheeks turning scarlet.
βJust couldnβt keep your hands to yourself huh?β
βNo, I truly couldnβt.β You smiled bashfully as you leaned forward and gave him one more kiss before rolling your window down.
βNow letβs get home so we can continue this In the shower.β
βYes maβam.β He laughed before restarting the engine and pulling off.
warnings: straight up smut, no plot. doggy, unprotected sex + (make good choices please) tiny praise kink if u squint. forgive me if this is absolute dog shit <3
inspo from this post by @norrizzandpia
βwant to film you like this angel. look so pretty filled with my cock,β lando panted in your ear, lifting you leg higher up his waist to find a deeper angle.
before your brain could catch up with your mouth, you were already nodding and giving lando a firm yes - it took even longer for his brain to compute that you were agreeing to it.
heβs pulling out slowly, moaning quietly about the loss of contact, and then grabbing your waist, turning you onto your stomach and pulling your backside back up into his hips. one hand stays on the curve of your waist, his other reaching for his phone and opening up the camera. heβs taking too long, and you begin to roll your hips onto his for any semblance of friction.
your head cranes backwards, to see landoβs phone angled where your bodies align, and a line of spit living his mouth and landing at your entrance. his free hand grabs his cock, spreading it through your folds and eliciting a long mewl from your mouth. without warning, he thrusts back into you, bottoming out instantly.
βfuck baby, still so tight for meβ he says, before pulling back and slamming straight back into you repeatedly.
βlan, oh my- s'good to meβ you manage to babble out, muffled by your face pushing into the mattress.
βwhat was that angel? i didnβt catch that,β landoβs voice let slip the smirk on his face, he heard every word. his free hand reaches the back of your head, grasping a handful of hair and using it to pull your whole body upwards, all the while his pace remaining relentless.
βyou like it when i take you from behind? you like how i make your eyes roll to the back of your head like that?β he coos. you moan out in response, unable to form words when your whole body begins to shake around him.
βspeak to me baby, who makes you feel like this?β
βyou, lando, you,β you manage to pant out, loud enough to satisfy him, the statement followed by a loud grunt falling from landoβs mouth.
βtaking me so well, baby. you always take me so well,β he continues, his words sending you to a new level of pleasure. his hand drops your head back to the mattress and comes around the front of your body to play with your clit. he can feel you getting tighter and tighter around his cock, and your hips grinding back into him, trying to match his pace.
βlan, please fuck i-β
βplease what? what do you need baby?β
βim gonn-β you barely finish your sentence when you mouth falls open, and your whole body is overcome with waves of pleasure. your legs begin to shake around him, and his fingers leave your clit, so that his hand can hold you up by your hip.
βsuch a good girl, βnever get tired of feeling you cum around my cock,β he says softly, his hips still snapping against yours but slowing in their pace as he comes close to finishing himself. the phone drops from his hands and they both move to your waist, giving him a better grip of your body. heβs close. you can tell. he grunts loudly before pushing out a strained, βwhere do you want it baby?β
βin me, lan, need you to finish in meβ you breathe out, still coming down from your own high - the statement alone had him finishing, filling you up, as his body leant further into yours out of exhaustion. once, he pulls out, you lay next to each other in silence for a while till you hear him say -
Today was the time of the month when ovulation was taking its place and your hormones were running wild completely taking over you and you didn't do much to resist them. From early in the morning you were craving Lando's touch and you knew from the start that you were gonna be all over him all day.
In the afternoon Lando was in his gaming room, his eyes focused, fixed on the screen as his hands gripped the steering wheel so hard his veins popped. You leaned against the door squeezing your thighs together as you watched them instantly imagining them on your hips. You were only wearing panties and one of Lando's oversized t-shirts that reached just below your butt.
"Lan?" You say stepping closer behind the seat he was in putting your hands around his shoulders.
"Yes, darling?" He asks not taking his eyes off the screen.
"Whatchu doin?" You ask playfully leaning down to leave a kiss on his broad, muscular neck. He didn't say anything back, but you were determined to get his attention.
"Baby" He chuckles as you straddle him making yourself comfortable in his lap. He still doesn't let go of the wheel but tries to look over your shoulder for the screen. Your hands grip his t-shirt as your lips find his neck slowly moving up to his weak spot just below the ear. "Fuck baby, you're gonna make me crash."
"Lan.." You whine slowly starting to rub yourself against him. "Pay attention to me.." You slide your finger under the waistband of his boxers pulling it and letting it snap back against his skin.
"I see what you're doing here" He smirks squirming a little in his seat. "You want me to fuck you again? This morning wasn't enough for you when I had my head buried between your legs?" He asks making you moan in response and clench around nothing. "When you were deliberately pressing your ass against my already hard cock until I fucked you rough? That wasn't enough for you?"
"Baby, stop talking and do something, please" By now you were a whimpering mess. You couldn't contain your arousal. You weren't even embarrassed to show him how desperate and horny you were for him. "Feel how wet I am. It's all for you."
Finally, he let go of the steering wheel and firmly squeezed your butt pushing his tongue into your mouth. His long, hard bulge that was showing clearly against his grey sweatpants made it clear that you were about to get what you were asking for.
"So needy, so desperate for me aren't you?" He murmurs against your lips. "What's gotten into you, huh?"
"I'm ovulating. That's why I need you a little extra today -uhh."
"Yeah? Well, I'm here to fulfill all your wishes, baby. Like always. How do you want it, hm?" His hands grip your hips pressing you down harder on his crotch.
"I wanna ride you in this seat." Hearing you, he throws his head back already creating pictures in his head of you bouncing up and down on him.
"Fuck" He moans grabbing his cock through his sweats. Your hand escapes into your panties to rub your throbbing swollen clit and his eyes closely follow your movements. You lean in to kiss him again and just as you were about to take off your t-shirt, he stops you.
"No, leave it on. Your tits look so good like this." He pulls the material on your back so it's tighter on the front making your hard nipples peek through it. He pinches both of them before he slides his sweats and boxers down just enough so that his thick length springs off hitting his abdomen.
"You wanna sit on it?" He asks giving himself a few strokes when he notices you lustfully looking at it.
"Yes, fuck" Bucking his hips up a little he pushes your panties aside and helps you sink down on him. Both of you let out moans of pleasure as he gives you a little time to adjust to his size before you start to rock your hips back and forth.
"You're so big, Lan,-uh" Your palms were pressed on his chest for support and his hands were guiding your hips however he pleased lifting you up and down making you bounce, rocking you back and forth, pressing you down harder till you winced.
"I know, baby, I know, but you're taking me so well. All of me." He praises you, his eyes locked on yours making sure you're looking straight into them while you're fucking him. "That's my girl, yeah, my pretty girl riding me so good"
The rhythm of your hips quickened at his prompting words, your wetness trickled down on him as you were getting closer to reaching your climax.
"Fuck baby, you keep squeezing me like that and I might put a baby in you" Your mouth formed "o" shape when you heard him say that. There was something that drove you crazy when Lando talked about getting you pregnant during sex. Even though that wasn't in your plan any time soon, hearing him say that would make you ready for it right then and there.
"Maybe I should, hm?" He murmurs against your neck as your fingers roam through his hair. "I wanna see it dripping out of you" He whispered and that was all it took for waves of pleasure to wash over you as you came undone around him. He watched you in delight holding you tightly when you tried to squirm away.
Your back was arched against the wheel so he took his opportunity to slam into you bucking up his hips.
"Fuck I'm gonna cum inside you" He groaned squeezing his eyes shut. You could feel him twitch before spilling his hot cum inside of you.
Your loud breathing and heartbeat was all that could be heard in the room. Sighing with pleasure you sank into each others bodies. He was still deep inside you as he kissed your lips moving your hair out of your face.
"Fuck Lan, what did we just do?" You chuckle caressing his cheek with your thumb.
"Well.." He laughs. "We might have just made a baby"
I have been binge reading your blog for the past few days and when I saw that request are opens, I screamed
See you that, you have almost every fic idea I could think of written down already it was a bit of a struggle to find out how to ask this
But is there anyway you could write a lando fluffy/Angsty/smutty request where reader fakes a orgasm and lando finds out you can choose the rest with a cute ending i just wanted the idea out there
You donβt have to if you donβt want to remember to drink water and take breaks
I Know A Real Orgasm - LN
Bruh actually tell me about it, if I stop writing for a bit (not that I'm going to tn, I got more on the way hehehehe) it's bc I'm just thinking of new ideas, I've even burned through most of my requests since I've literally got nothing but free time rn.
Themes: Fake orgasms, very mild smut at the beginning, angst
The problem isn't Lando. It really isn't, she just sort of wasn't feeling the right mood initially and now they're having sex. There's just something not right.
It feels great.
But she feels like stopping might just be the best solution.
Easiest means of doing that? Faking it.
Now admittedly, it's been a while since she had to and really she doesn't recall an occasion in her relationship with Lando that she has faked an orgasm.
Time to testing the acting skills.
Tense the stomach, clench down on him and pull him closer and moan his name. Hold it for a few seconds. That sounds right, but does it feel right? Y/n's not sure.
Lando does cum purely from her tightening around him.
She lets out a couple fake heavier pants before loosely entirely but something is off.
"What the fuck was that, y/n?" Lando asks and the icy tone of his voice let's her know maybe her fake orgasm was maybe a little rusty.
It convinced plenty of men before Lando, but he prides himself on putting her pleasure before his own. Probably in the moment he was caught up in the moment but clearly there was something that gave her away.
"Did you really just fake an orgasm?" Lando scoffs sounding annoyed making guilt pinch at y/n's gut.
In fairness, she can't exactly fault him for being upset. It's an insult on a good day.
"No?"
Was it worth trying to lie? Probably not. Especially since she clearly did not succeed in convincing him with that lie either.
"How did you know?"
"Because I know what a real orgasm feels like from you, y/n. If that was an orgasm then it was a pathetic one." Lando grumbles making her sigh. She should've known he'd be pissed about it.
"I'm sorry...I wanted to have sex at first but I don't know I guess I wasn't in the mood like I thought I was." Y/n murmurs dodging meeting his intense gaze.
He softens slightly before leaning over to kiss her. Soft enough that she knows he's not holding that against her but he's still annoyed that she didn't just say something and really faked an orgasm just to get him to stop.
"Let's shower, we'll clean you up." Lando mutters while she nods.
Despite his mood still obviously not being all that great, he does everything he'd usually do and helps clean her up.
-
His mood really didn't improve by the time the race was on and everyone through the race weekend had picked up on it. Y/n hates that she's the cause for it.
Though the race results don't exactly fair well for his mood either. He made top 5. But anything less than a podium isn't impressing him.
"Lando, can you look at me?" Y/n questions making her boyfriend look at her with a blank sort of expression. "I know you're mad at me-"
"I'm not mad at you. I just wish you were comfortable enough to just say that you weren't in the mood...I don't like that you didn't tell me and really this fucking race is just the cherry on top of the sundae." Lando grumbles as she gently pushes him to sit down and sits on his lap sort of just pulling his head under her chin. "Shoving my face in your boobs does help."
Y/n laughs a little since he can be in a bad mood, but his humour remains unwounded.
"I love you and I promise, I swear down, if I'm ever not in the mood even mid-sex, I will tell you. Also, if I ever fake an orgasm again, which apparently I'm not very good at...then feel free to like I don't know edge me till I'm crying or...make me cum so many times I can't breathe."
"That's bold words given I've done both those things to you and you cried both times then tapped out." Lando states, his tone giving away the smirk he is hiding from her as he tucks his hand up her top and gently moves to cup her boob. It's not sexual, though context might suggest otherwise. The man has spend most of their free time referring to her boobs as the best way to just occupy his hands.
"I didn't meant to upset you like I did...plus that way you know I really don't want to end up in either of those positions again so I'll not be faking anything ever again." Y/n sighs while he hums at the feeling of her gently pushing hand through his mass of hair. "Want to go home?"
"Yes...and if you're in the mood when we get home, I think we should have a lot of sex."
"Mmm...now you mention it, I might be in the mood for that." Y/n teases then hissing when he pinches her nipple. "I mean if you're that eager. I am actually in the mood now..."
"Good, and I'm going to make sure it's real orgasm I'm getting from you."
"Speaking of which, how did you know?"
"I'm only going to tell you because that fake orgasm was shameful." Lando taunts since he could tell almost immediately but in the moment his own orgasm hit and he was momentarily distracted. "After you orgasm, you like twitch around me...a lot. Feels like you're trying to keep me locked in there forever."
Y/n's face honestly burns at this information, it's not that it's embarrassing but learning something she didn't even know she does just makes her feel like she should actually know it.
"Right. Well...yeah, I don't know how I could even try to pretend that was happening."
Can I get 48,53 and 58 with Lando? Make it extra spicy
This idea has been floating in my head along with another request for a while and since Lando won the vote, this is the post you guys are getting <3
You had always been a passenger princess, willing to settle for the aux and directions. So it was lucky that Lando hated being a passenger, loving the control he had behind the wheel. The both of you were in America before the start of the triple header, enjoying a little time away from racing. You had spent the day exploring, and now Lando was driving you back to the hotel. You loved the quality time you could spend together, especially when Lando looked as good as he did today.
Heβd worn a white t-shirt that emphasised his biceps with a pair of baggy black jeans. His sunglasses and fresh haircut made him look disgustingly handsome and you knew it. The rumble of the engine had coaxed you to sleep, your visions full of Lando. His large hands wrapped around a water bottle, his lips around the neck. A small drop of sweat sliding down his neck, or the way his hand had rested on your thigh whenever you sat. A small pothole jolted you awake, your head lightly bumping the window.
βSorry baby, did I wake you up?β Lando asks, his hand coming once again to rest on your thigh. You hum quietly, not fully conscious yet. You stretch your legs in your seat as best as you can, groaning at the relief. βWere you dreaming about me Y/N?β Lando questions, glancing over at you. βMaybe,β you mumble shyly, βWhy are you asking?β Lando smiles, βJust sounded like you were.β He explains, shooting a wink your way and making the heat rise to your cheeks.
You check the screen on the dashboard, realising youβre still 45 minutes from the hotel. You settle back into your seat, the throbbing between your legs from your dreams becoming more prominent. You squirm slightly, attempting to relieve the pressure. Watching Lando as he drives doesnβt help your cause, admiring his arms resting against the door and the way his fingers wrap around the steering wheel. Lando can see your struggle, the way you begin to fidget as your eyes roam his body.
βSweetheart stop squirming, youβre distracting me when Iβm trying to drive.β He reprimands, but the tone of his voice only drives you crazier. He notices the way your breath hitches and he chuckles. βWow, so desperate that just me being demanding turns you on. Such a slut arenβt you?β He asks, his thumb beginning to rub circles against the skin of your thigh. You nod, legs squeezing together but Landoβs hand stops you.
βIf I have to pull over you wonβt be able to walk for the next week, and you donβt want to have to explain that to the paddock do you baby?β He asks mockingly, his hand swatting your thigh. You whimper at the feeling, stuttering out a meagre βPlease Lando.β He laughs at you, the sound sending shivers across your skin. βI did warn you.β He says ominously before turning off the highway. βYouβre lucky I know my way around baby or else weβd have an audience.β Lando huffs, eventually pulling the car to stop in a secluded area.
βYouβd like that though wouldnβt you?β He asks, undoing his seatbelt and sliding his seat backwards. βYouβd like it if people could see what I do to you, how dumb you get for my cock.β Lando reaches over and undoes your seatbelt before pulling you into his lap. You feel his hard cock underneath you, your body subconsciously grinding against him for friction. His hand slaps your ass, halting your movements. βStop being so fucking greedy, I didnβt say you could do that.β He whispers, a hand coming to wrap around your throat. βIβm gonna have to punish you for not listening to me my love,β He says mockingly, tucking your hair behind your ear.
βGet out of the car.β
Your mouth drops open at his request and he just raises an eyebrow at you. βDid I stutter, get out of the car, now.β He tells you slowly. You scramble to get out, Lando following after you. He shuts the driver door before pushing you against it. βSuch an eager whore, I knew youβd get off on the risk. Want to chance it baby? See if anyone spots you stuffed full of my cock?β Lando asks, placing kisses to your neck in between his sentences.
βGod yes, please Lando.β You whine, hips bucking against his leg. He chuckles at your desperation before sliding down to his knees. His hand smooths over your leg as he places it over his shoulder, spreading you open for him. βI want you to look at me and only me, if I see those pretty eyes close then Iβm gonna stop.β He tells you, fingers dragging your underwear down your legs. He slides his hands up your legs, slipping them around to rest against your ass. He pulls you towards his mouth, latching onto your pussy and groaning at your wetness.
Lando swirls his tongue around your clit, flicking and sucking. Your hips buck away from his mouth at the onslaught of stimulation but his hands force you against him. His right hand pulls away only to come back down with force, leaving a stinging sensation to travel down across your ass. The pain is a reminder of his warning, don't look away and don't close your eyes. Your head drops to watch his actions, finding him already staring back at you. His stare pierces yours, his eyelids fluttering slightly with every hum that leaves his mouth at the taste of you. You can barely make out his eyes in the dark given the way his pupils are blown with lust, but they sparkle in the slight moonlight with every movement of his head.
Your legs start to close around Lando's head, his tongue dipping in and out of your entrance, pulling more of your juices from you. He scrapes his teeth lightly over your clit, the sharp sting causing your knees to buckle. Lando's hands are the only thing holding you up as you cum, his tongue not stopping as it draws an intense orgasm from you. Lando kisses your clit, giving one last suck to your entrance and causing you to moan out his name. He stands from his kneeling position, lips glistening with your cum. You pull his face to you, tongue sliding into his mouth to taste yourself. He groans into the kiss, your hand cupping the bulge in his jeans. "Fuck baby, pull me out." He instructs, leaning his hips back to give you better access before continuing to kiss you. Your fingers fumble with his zipper, eventually dragging it down and pulling his jeans down enough to gain access to his cock.
He's heavy in your hand, hot and throbbing. His cock twitches at your touch, your hands cold from their perch on the car. His jaw drops as you begin to pump your hand, groaning in your ear as he drops his head to your shoulder. "Oh god Y/N, so good to me." He moans, leaning to muffle his sounds against your neck. "Can't wait anymore babe, go stand in front of the car." He tells you, pulling your hand off of him. You do as he says, standing in front of the bonnet of the car. Lando appears in front of you, "Bend over." You hesitate, causing Lando to raise an eyebrow. "I'm not kidding." He grabs you by the hips, folding you over the front of the car. You whine out at the feeling of the cold exterior against your exposed skin, goosebumps travelling over your body.
Lando glides his cock through your folds, coating it with your wetness before sliding in. Your back arches at the intrusion, walls fluttering as a moan escapes your lips. He doesn't hold back, slamming his hips against yours, a hand on your own to prevent you hitting the car itself. Your whines and moans spill out of you uncontrollably, Lando's cock hitting the perfect spot. "Yeah? Right there baby? That feel good?" Lando asks, his hand coming to pull your hair. Your back is forced into an arch, Lando's large hand covering your mouth. "I know it feels so fucking good Y/N, but I don't want to get caught so I'm gonna need you to be a good girl for me and keep quiet, can you do that?" He hums, hips not stopping their brutal pace. You nod against his hold, feeling a second orgasm brewing in your stomach. "Ohhh I can feel how close you are, do you wanna cum for me?" He asks, pressing you gently against the car.
"Please Lando, wanna cum f'you, please." You babble, legs barely holding you up at this point. "Such a good girl, don't even have to tell you to beg." Lando groans, his hips stuttering against your own. "Cum for me, soak me baby come on, need it." He whines, slamming into your g-spot as you cum around his cock. Your eyes roll back, thighs shaking, jaw falling open. "There we go, let it happen. You feel amazing, oh god." Lando whines, barely managing to fuck you through your orgasm as he holds back his own. Before you can comprehend what's happening, still experiencing aftershocks, Lando pulls out and spins you around. You drop to your knees, mouth open and tongue out as he pumps his cock. Your cum lubricates his dick, the lewd wet sounds filling the air as his cum spills out. Ropes of it hit your tongue, some missing and landing on your cheeks and chin. His knees buckle slightly with the force of his orgasm, groans of your name leaving his lips.
You wrap your lips around his cock, sucking the tip until you can't pull any more cum from him. He whimpers in sensitivity as you remove your mouth, the cold air hitting his wet cock. "Swallow baby." He instructs, his fingers scooping up any of his load that missed your tongue. He taps against your lips with those fingers, your tongue swirling around them to clean them off. You moan lightly at the salty taste, Lando leaning down to kiss your lips in thanks. "Get back in the car, my hoodie's on the seat for you." He tells you, wrapping his hand in yours to pull you up. The rest of the journey is uneventful, you drifting back to sleep peacefully as Lando glances over to you with a smile; grateful for the girl by his side.
I counted up how many Lando one shots iβve done and this is going to be the 54th. Actually had no idea iβd written that many, thatβs mad. But just want to say thank you to everyone who has followed and reads my posts. It means a lot, and especially thank you if youβve read and enjoyed my writing for other drivers.
Summary: Lando knows y/n's three weaknesses that he uses at every opportunity, in private and public.
Themes: soft-dom!Lando(?) deffo control-freak!Lando, smut, Filth? Idk you decide and let me know
It's a well known but not shared secret among the drivers and teams in the paddock that Lando and y/n have a very much....sexually led relationship. None of them have directly witnessed anything but the atmosphere between them, it's as if they're always about to have sex or have just finished.
Though Lando has his sweet moments and is clearly obsessed with his girlfriend in every way you might expect.
But hearing her whimper, seeing her fight off her own pleasure in fear of someone around her noticing, feeling her tremble under his touch. That's where his obsession with his girlfriend really is.
They've not had a formal conversation of the fact that Lando seems to be so completely dominant with her. But it's certainly apparent and she's not mad about it.
"L-Lando." Y/n whimpers trying to close her eyes, feeling his fingers thrust in and out of her as he strokes his thumb on her pulse point while his gently hand remains around her neck.
"No. Look at me."
Eye contact. Her weakness.
She actually hates eye contact, something about it makes her so flustered she forgets to fight off the orgasm that's quickly approaching. It completely surrenders her control to him.
"Lando! I won't tell you again, we need you out here!" The media manager exclaims in frustration. This being the third time she's came to retrieve the young man who has assured her he'll not be long each time she's called for him.
Y/n clenches up around his fingers but she's fighting with every fibre of her being and Lando is ruthless brushing that g-spot with a pressure that has tears in her eyes as she shakes her head.
"I'm not leaving till you step out this room." That makes Lando lean into y/n's ear, unrelenting with his fingers while she tries to let out a controlled and quiet shake breath feeling his lips brush the shell of her ear.
"You better cum baby. She's not going anywhere and I'm not leaving till there's a puddle on this floor." Lando states though y/n is almost certainly she's dripping on the floor already, her wetness has definitely coated her thighs and his hand entirely.
"But she'll hear me." Y/n whispers although there's no response, Lando's thumb finally presses further on her clit like button that leaves her doing exactly as he wants. Her hands fist the papaya polo shirt that's adorning his body. She wants to hide her face and press into his neck or his shoulder but the hand at her throat keeps her from doing so, and he likes to see her face when she falls apart.
He definitely gets what he wants, his fingers continuing to thrust in and out of her as she grits her teeth to stop the moan that is pushing it's way up, though his hand slightly tighter around her voice box prevents the sound as her jaw does drop slightly and she watches her vision sparkle with white dots.
"Lando!"
The world is echoed and her brain fog is heavy as Lando finally releases her, catching her as she drops forward against him which if she wasn't in such a haze she'd groan knowing his soaked hand is now dirtying her outfit.
He shouts something back through the door but she's still too out of it to make sense of his words. Instead just accepting him sitting her down and moving to grab a cloth to clean her up quickly, along with himself. He grabs a hoodie, carefully pulling off her top that has her cum in the form of his handprint on it as he tosses it on the floor and pushes the hoodie over her.
Thankfully her skirt avoided any damage. So while it's not the outfit she arrived in, it'll have to do for now and he can say she just got cold.
"Alright, baby. You with me?" Lando asks clearly amused by the effect he had on her.
"I'm good." She breathes softly nodding as Lando offers his cleaned hands to help her up. But once she's up supporting herself on her own legs. "Christ."
"Yeah, sorry. Might've gotten a bit carried away." Lando chuckles while running a finger down her neck feeling her throat bob as she swallows under his touch. "Come on, before the team have an actual fit over how late we are."
They're not late, since they always come to get Lando early knowing he loves to leave his girlfriend in ruins for his own entertainment before a race. They don't need to see it or hear more than they have to know what he's doing in there even if they don't know the extent of it.
"I'm sore." Y/n pouts making him reflect her expression with a pout of his own then quickly pecking her lips in a kiss.
"Sorry...just wait till after the race." Lando smirks making her feel a shiver of anticipation ripple down her spine despite her body telling her that there has to be some sort of limit. But she knows she loves it and Lando knows when she doesn't want it, she trusts him enough to tell him and they won't have sex. It's that simple.
Lando opens the door to reveal a woman who's face is more suited to Ferrari's red with how angry she is. Y/n would happily let the ground swallow her whole if it got her out of the daggers being shot in her direction.
"Come on baby." Lando smiles placing his large hand on the small of her back through the hoodie as he walks out his driver's room while she tries to not stumble on her still weak legs.
-
Y/n sits on the bathroom counter in nothing but her towel, fresh from a shower that was very much orgasm filled thanks to Lando joining her.
But right now she's watching him pull out a toy that is not the first time he's used it but under these conditions, it could definitely be maybe a bit of a risk.
"You can say no." Lando states while moving in-between her legs as his free hand move to tip her chin up so she's looking in his eyes. "You can."
"I don't want to say no." Y/n murmurs watching him smirk and nod before he catches her in a long, deep kiss as his hand creeps between her legs pushing the love egg into her pussy till he feels it's in the right position.
"That feel ok?" Lando asks softly while helping her down.
"Yeah...don't know how snowboarding is going to go with you in control of it. But it feels ok." She nods while he smirks and sighs pressing her up against himself. "Don't embarrass me."
Lando knows for certain he introduced y/n to a sex life that isn't quite so vanilla but he also knows that sometimes she'll agree to stuff even when she's not so confident about it. She trusts him so if he assures her that she can tap out and that's how it is.
"Alright, time to layer up." Lando smiles while she looks at him with a small nod.
To y/n's surprise Lando doesn't turn anything on or make any attempt of surprising her for most of the day. They get through the first few slopes with her being aware of the vibrator but slowing easing as it continues to go unused.
Perhaps she should've suspected he might strike when least expected. She heads down first just slightly ahead of himself and Max.
However, he apparently chooses now to strike and she skids to a stop sitting on the snow and biting her lip.
"Y/n? Are you alright?" P asks with a small frown, stopping further down as the boys appear, stopping.
"Ah, uh...yeah, just felt like my boot was loose." Y/n lies while the three exchange a look. Lando should get an award for his acting skills especially as he somehow knocks it up a level.
"You guys go ahead, we'll catch up." Lando sighs moving to y/n while Max and P sigh.
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, I'll be fine." Y/n nods making the two exchange another look before they leave y/n with Lando who waits until they're far enough away to speak.
"You gotta get up baby." He sighs while she swallows thickly as he knocks up the level making her thighs press together. "Come on, you can't sit here. We're in the way of other people."
"But what if I..."
"If you do then I got what I wanted." Lando smirks as she takes his hands and though he's wearing gloves her thoughts even thinking about all the unholy those hands have done to her is enough for her to feel heavier. Not to mention standing up alters the position of the vibrator making her wobble immediately but his hands catch her waist.
Lando keeps hold of her as they slide down the slope though about two thirds of the way down, she crumples shaking her head as she knocks Lando back too.
"I can't-I can't. It's too much and not enough. Baby, please. Stop it. I can't." Y/n whines shaking her head before feeling him shift till it stops and her body nearly melts from how tense it had been. "Thank you."
"That's ok. We'll just sit here for a bit." Lando chuckles making her sigh and look out at the view. Y/n ends up pulling off his glove to look at his hand. "If you're going to turn yourself on doing that, I can't be blamed this time."
"I'm not." She murmurs though that's only partially true. "We should go, P and Max will be waiting."
Lando hums knowing that when they reach the bottom he has no intention to spend much time with any of his friends but only his girlfriend.
-
Y/n looks at Lando on the private jet, frowning and tilting her head a little as she watches him sleep. It's not as if she's never initiated sex, but waking him up while the rest of the people on the flight are asleep is another game.
She triple checked that and they've all got noise-cancelling headphones or earplugs in. Thank god.
It was Lando's fault that she was even turned on. She'd fallen asleep before him and woken up finding his hand somehow up gently holding her neck, whether he fell asleep like that or moved to it in his sleep, she doesn't know. But waking up to it certainly has her fidgeting and unable to sit still.
"Lando..." Y/n murmurs moving his headphones making him frown as he stirs a little. "Lando, I need you."
"What?" Lando frowns still too much in the depth of his own sleep as he blinks a few times those lazy green eyes locking onto her in the dimly lit cabin, even in the bad lighting that heavy gaze on her is adding to her discomfort. "You need me for what?"
Now usually Lando isn't so slow to connect the dots, but he gets there eventually and laughs quietly.
"We're not having sex. I'm too tired, but would you settle for something else that's sort of half way?" Lando offers in a yawn clearly wanting to return to the realm of sleep.
She knows exactly what that means and when he shifts letting her climb on him, her hands dipping into his joggers since heβs travelling dressed for comfort. He's semi-hard under her touch and that's enough for her swallow thickly going to look around again only for Lando's hand to come up forcing her to keep looking at him and disregard anyone else.
If he doesn't care why should she should?"
"If you're concerned about someone else then maybe you don't need me."
"No." Y/n whimpers as she slides down on his length feeling some satisfaction from the feeling of him inside her. The full feeling sending a shudder up her spine before she leans forward to lie on top of him, trying to steady her breathing as she actually feels this be enough to push her to the brink.
How pathetic. Her inner thoughts scold her for being so easily pleased in this moment. But it's the knowledge of everyone else not knowing what they're doing combine with the fact they could wake up and she'd probably have a heart attack if they caught onto what they're doing, plus Lando's eyes are still watching her lazily, she can feel his gaze burning through her.
"F-Fuck." Y/n murmurs making Lando chuckle lightly while she hits her face in his chest, rubbing into the soft material of his hoodie as he gently rubs her thighs.
"We've got a couple hours left of the flight baby. If you cum before we land, then I might have to just make it one of many that you have today."
Threat or promise, Lando will follow through either way and her body tenses a little at the thought of what's to come getting off this flight.
Overstimulation is his favourite way to give her the best type of torture. He loves seeing her completely fall apart again and again till she's torn between stopping and letting him continue.
Lando does end up falling asleep, presumably more than comfortable from his perspective of the position. Meanwhile, y/n can't stop looking at Lando feeling herself getting wetter and wetter while she just looks at him. Looking at his lips, thinking about how they feel when they touch her skin, thinking about how hot his mouth feels on her.
Clearly muscle memory serves too well sometimes because honestly y/n shoves her face into Lando chest, her body seizing at the overwhelming feeling of her orgasm, hands gripping at Lando as he comes back around at the feeling of her tight around him like a vice along with the feeling of her nails digging into his arms.
"Feel better?" He hums while she's still in her own buzz.
"Mmhmmm..." Y/n nods then swallowing thickly as he looks at her gently tucking some of her hair back behind her ear. "Even if I know you're going to make me regret it later."
"Regret it?" Lando smirks but the glint in his eye shows that's exactly his plans.
"Yes." Y/n yawns then nuzzling her face into his neck making it obvious she has no plans to move from this position quite yet. "It's ok. I can handle it."
Her cockiness won't do her favours later because her saying she can handle it means that she's just set Lando the challenge of making sure she's at a point that she can't handle it. But he'll build her up to it.
For now he'll let her keep his cock warm for the rest of the flight.
Summary: Lando's new hair cut brings to light a side of his girlfriend that he didn't know existed.
Y/n had last seen Lando before his haircut, but the urgency after seeing him on video with seemingly no hair below the line of his cap. She's literally running through the paddock full speed towards the McLaren garages.
She even slams into Carlos who catches her just fast enough to stop her from falling, being thrown a very quick thanks before she's gone again.
"Where is she going?" Charles voice states, but she's too far already to answer and she doesn't hear what Carlos says.
She trips and slams into a few more people, mainly of the McLaren team before she shouts an apology to them and then disappears again.
"Where is he?" Y/n questions, gasping for breath as she catch Lando's trainer Jon.
"He just left to find you. Probably heading to his drivers room." Jon states earning a groan before she takes off with a thanks shouted back at him.
Y/n needs to check her boyfriend has hair, and while she could've just asked. She needs to see it with her own eyes, it's really that important.
It takes another 5 minutes to track her boyfriend down, finding he's not in his driver's room but in fact in the McLaren unit talking to Oscar while they eat.
"Lando Norris, take off that cap!" Y/n pants while the two papaya boys look at her with confused expressions. "Take off that cap! I need to know you're not bald. Please..."
Both the drivers start laughing, with Oscar having his usual lighter laid back laugh while Lando's high pitched laugh is cutting through the air.
"Come here." Lando smiles, still not touching his cap while she looks at him with a very untrusting expression. "Come here. I'm not going to bite you."
She moves over standing in front of him while he smirks at her, an expression she might be happy to punch straight off his face. Instead she hits the front of his cap and flips it off his head.
"Oh thank god." Y/n gasps running both hands through the styled locks of hair, uncaring that she's ruining the new style while Lando takes the opportunity to hug her waist and rub his face into her boobs. Not that she's ever noticing. "I'd dump you so quick if you ever get rid of your hair. I will just never forgive you for it."
"What? Seriously?" Lando gawps looking up at her in genuine shock.
"Yeah. I would apologise to get rid of that pout. But I'm not even sorry, never cut this hair any shorter than this or I'll never forgive you." Y/n pouts then smiling as her hand runs through his mass of hair while he hides his face again in her chest. "You scared the fuck out of me with those clips. Next time show me your hair so I'm not seeing photos where you look bald."
"After the threat of you dumping me, trust me. I won't be." Lando smiles, slightly muffled by her sweater before he finally moves his hands down to the back of her knees then tugging her and grinning when she drops down sitting on his lap.
"I'll just leave the two of you." Oscar states feeling the atmosphere shift while Lando's eyes are glued on his girlfriend as he murmurs a thanks.
"So what's your favourite thing about me?" Lando asks making y/n scoff and roll her eyes.
"Your personality....fifty percent of which is based purely off of your own." Y/n smirks while Lando chuckles and kisses him. "I like this hair cute, even if you look bald with a cap on."
"You like it?" Lando sighs while Y/n hums and nods a little, playing with his hair and making a small attempt to restyle his hair. "Good."
ooo iβm curious on what somno is! ive googled it and iβm interestedβ¦ could you write a somno piece for lando please?
Somno isβ¦β¦ one of my fav things
Donβt Wake Up Yet (LN4)
Summary: When Lando gets home from a race weekend without his girlfriend, he just canβt wait.
Warnings: SMUTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT, dirtiest thing Iβve ever written, praise, soft dom lando, I NEED HIM SO BAD, lmk if its cringey I honestly canβt tell
Notes: this was conjured up after a very crazy moment of delusions on my part where i couldnβt get this idea out of my head and its very feral
Landoβs feet padded quickly across the floor as he came to his apartment door. His excitement to see his girlfriend was blinding, having not heard from her in a few days whilst they were both incredibly busy. It didnβt faze either of them. Their relationship was strong enough to withstand a period of no contact, however, that didnβt mean he didnβt yearn for her and the body that plagued his dreams at night. Landoβs keys were already in his hand, so when he reached the door, he was able to slide the key in and open it with ease quickly. His bags dropped in the foyer, although his feet continued moving. Finding his room, he opened the door quietly, knowing it was late and Y/n was most likely asleep. Sure enough, he found her lying in their bed with his pillow wrapped tightly in her arms, her shoulders peaking out from the duvet. He walked over, pulling back the blanket just a bit to kiss the skin of her neck. When his eyes traveled downward and he saw that no material hugged her torso, his eyebrows furrowed. Y/n was never the type to sleep naked, unless they had had sex that night and the two were too tired to put their clothes back on. Nevertheless, Landoβs curiosity got the better of him as he pulled the sheets up to glance down. What he found made the blood rush to his dick immediately.
Y/n, completely naked, as she snuggled into his pillow tightly as if she was wishing for the nights when he would take what he wanted.
This night, Lando thought, would be just like the others.
They had spoken about the kink briefly, so he wasnβt uncomfortable or worried when he drew the comforter back all the way to put the entire image of her bare on display just for him. He knew she was interested and open to this side of sex, something Lando was grateful for as he was reminded just how much he missed her. Nights of fucking his own hand would never be enough in comparison to her.
Thus, he kicked off his shoes, ridding himself of his sweatpants and hoodie before sliding into bed next to her. His boxers being the only piece of material left on his body, Landoβs cock strained tightly against them. He was suddenly impatient to get inside her, but, knew savoring the moment was the priority.
So, he decided waking her up to his head between her thighs seemed more enjoyable than wasting his pent up sexual anticipation on it.
His hand moved to wedge between her thighs as he lightly moved down the mattress, softly as to not wake her up. He was able to move her slightly, allowing her body to lay flat on the cushioned surface before pushing her legs apart and positioning his head right in front of one of his favorite body parts. He clocked the fact she was probably having a sex dream about him when he saw the wetness that riddled her folds and coated a portion of her thighs. He smiled triumphantly, happy she was missing him as much as he was missing her.
Urgent and worked up, Landoβs tongue reached out and licked a small line up her sex. When he heard a small whimper, he stopped and looked up. Checking for any signs of movement, he deemed her still unconscious before diving back in.
This time, he didnβt hold back. His tongue found her clit quickly, circling viciously before wrapping his lips around it and sucking harshly. More sounds emitted from his girlfriendβs mouth, but with trained eyes, he saw how she remained asleep. He was so enthralled with the way she tasted and the soft, warm skin of her cunt that his mouth became not enough. His hand, that was once gripping her leg, came to circle her hole. In an instant, his fingers slid in, pumping slowly in and out of her.
Tongue sucking and circling her clit, Lando shot his girlfriend another look when he felt her walls squeeze around his digits. Finding her eyes beginning to open, he pulled away from her just enough to speak, βHi, baby. You have no idea how much Iβve missed you, but Iβm going to try and show you right now.β
All she could mutter in response was a small hum, still slightly unconscious as she tried to gain her surroundings. Feeling his wet tongue and long fingers working her pussy, Y/n moaned softly as her hands trailed down her body to lace in his hair. Her face began to grind against his when his fingers sped up, his mouth just above her clit as he whispered, βGet yourself off to me, baby. Iβve missed your body so much. Missed the way it felt to have you come all over me.β
Still hanging out in the space between consciousness and unconsciousness, Y/n let out a small whimper of his name before coming around his fingers, the digits slowing, but never stopping as to coax her through it. Her legs still shaking and her body laying limply below him, Lando moved up and kissed her lips softly. She was still drowsy and, as his hand caressed the side of her body, the other began taking his dick out of his underwear.
βIs this okay, my love?β He asked in her ear, his tip rubbing lightly against her clit.
She nodded, but it seemed to be inadequate when the friction stopped and he moved her face to look at him.
βI need words, Y/n.β He said firmly.
She nodded again, βYes, this is good. Donβt stop, Lan.β
Her whiny voice only had his hard-on getting more painful as she stared up at him with half-lidded eyes.
βDonβt wake up, just yet.β He whispered back before sliding his dick into her.
A loud moan left both of them, her hands laying down by her sides as her laziness prevented her from having energy to grip onto him. The only grip she could give to him were the walls of her cunt, something he was in love with.
βFuck, Y/n, you feel so good. Saved all this for my coming home gift, huh?β He said breathlessly, his body hunched over hers as he pounded into her, giving her no time to adjust.
Her moan was muffled by the way her teeth gnawed on her lip, βMissed you so much, Lan. Wished my fingers were you the whole time you were away.β
His ego inflated as he smiled down at her, βYeah? Poor baby couldnβt get herself off properly because I fuck you too good for it to ever be the same.β
She nodded, moans leaving her mouth as she began to enter out of a slightly groggy state.
βThis pussyβs all mine, huh?β He said, her nodding pushed him to go further, βGood, love, thatβs good because I need this, you, for the rest of my life. Canβt go another day without this pussy.β
He continued to pound into her, his dick hitting deep spots within her that had her eyes rolling back. Through choppy moans, however, she was able to get out, βRace weekends, Lan.β
He shook his head, forehead coated in sweat as he angled his hips in a way that made his dick bulge from the inside of her stomach, βNo fucking way, Y/n. Iβm not doing that ever again. I canβt fuck my hand in the shower after Iβve won a podium. I need this pussy. I need this mouth,β He ran his fingers over her lips, βI need these tits,β Groping her boobs, he continued, βI need this ass,β His hand moved around her body to massage her butt, βAnd, most of all, I need you.β
She moaned loudly as he leaned back and grabbed her ass, pulling her hips up to sit slightly on his lap, so he could sheath his dick as far as he could inside her.
βFuck, yes, Y/n. God, baby, Iβm fucking drunk on you. Come, baby. Come, Y/n. Fuck, come for me.β He pleaded, snapping his hips at a rapid pace.
When she seemed too out of it to comprehend her quickly approaching release, Lando leaned over and whispered, βCome around my cock, baby. Mark it as your own. Fucking milk my cock, pretty girl.β
Seemingly, her mind was snapped back to reality and she was screaming out his name as they both came together. His hips continued to move in her, but at a slower pace. His eyes took her in, her fucked out state. He admired her messy hair and plump lips, the way her chest heaved up and down, as well as the way her hands twitched at her sides as if they were trying to reach for him. Landoβs hand left her ass to meet the twitching palm, grabbing it in his own hand and caging it. Her head lulled to the side, clearly still tired, before Lando pulled out. Her whimpers at the loss of contact had him laying a few kisses across her face before whispering something about going to get a warm cloth to clean the mess.
When he returned, he smiled at how his girlfriend had fallen asleep once more. His only option left was too slowly and gently wipe up the middle of her thighs and clean himself before sliding back in beside her, pulling her into his arms properly for the first time in days.
He breathed in her scent as his hand smoothed her hair down, listening to her breathing and mentally laughing at how easy it was for her to fall in and out of sleep.
Her ability to stay asleep, however, he deemed a plus.
Summary: Landoβs always caught off guard when his girlfriend randomly bites him. But he appreciates itβs purely out of affection.
Lando doesnβt really get a lot of time in his drivers room but with it being Thursday and really just a day dedicated to media. Heβs taking the opportunity to relax for a few brief moments.
βI love your hands.β Y/n murmurs while lying her head in his lap as his other hand holds his phone that heβs been focused on.
βI know you-ah, y/n!β Lando exclaims when she suddenly bites the side of his hand just below his thumb practically locking her jaw to stop him from escaping in the initial shock of it. βWarning, baby. Warning.β
βBut then youβd stop me.β Y/n murmurs with a pout as she releases him while Lando sighs moving his free hand to a safer position of her tummy under the t-shirt, gently rubbing the skin of her tummy. βDonβt hide your hand.β
βDonβt bite my hand.β Lando smiles before returning it to her hold where she bites it again but with a much softer approach which doesnβt feel quite as painful. Though some might argue that he should be used to it with how often she randomly biting her.
Itβs actually became a new norm for the other drivers. Especially Oscar who definitely didnβt know what was happening when he was first a witness to the dynamic between Lando and y/n. Though admittedly, y/n just brings out a different side to Lando entirely that is completely exclusive to her. Heβs a soft teddy bear version of himself who melts at the sight of his girlfriend just being in the room with him.
The biting this is also public knowledge because sheβs never censored it when in the eyes of others or even online and fans and media even know her to be a biter. Some jokes have been made but she doesnβt care, even when Lando has been very much defensive over anyone saying anything.
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βOhhhβ¦look who has risen from the dead, tell y/n I say hi.β Max states through Landoβs headset as she appears in the room. Though Lando doesnβt even acknowledge his friend, just smiling when she slides her arms down around his shoulder nuzzling her face down into his neck.
βAh! Y/n!β Lando hisses when her teeth nip his neck, not really hurting since sheβs not going to sink her teeth into his neck but she definitely caught him off guard leading to him being shot in the game. βFuck.β
Y/nβs face is still hidden as her teeth remain holding his skin.
βDid you just get bitten?β Max asks while Lando just smiles. βSee everyone, see that face?! That man is literally being attacked and smiling about it.β
βBaby, can you look at the camera?β Lando requests softly reaching his hand up to pat her head.
Y/n peaks up flushed as she releases his skin and waves at the stream which sends the chat into a spiral of commenting how cute they are. Most specifically the way Lando reacted to her coming in and the way he treats her but also just the fact that theyβre a little jealous y/n gets to be so cute with him.
βOh chat wants to know who your favourite driver is thatβs not McLaren?β Lando grins making her look at him wide eyed before he raises the mic. βTell them. Be honest.β
βDoes it have to be a driver on the grid now?β
βYes. You cannot keep choosing Kimi.β Lando laughs loudly earning a pout. βWho you choosing?β
βOkβ¦uhhβ¦Yuki.β
βOf course.β Max laughs through his mic.
βSee my baby knows whatβs good.β Lando states proudly then turning to kiss her.
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Getting time off and spending it in the sun isnβt unusual for Lando and y/n, so thatβs exactly what theyβre doing today. Heβs out on some jet skis while sheβs sleeping like a cat in the sun. She did start off out there with them but decided to sunbathe for a bit and opted for a bit of peace while theyβre occupied.
Not that it remains like that for long and Landoβs cold body joins her on the sun bed making her nearly jump, but his even colder limbs wrap around her in a cruel embrace.
βNo. Lando! No.β Y/n gasps nearly scrambling for escape but with no success. βYouβre so cold.β
βI know, hold me.β Lando laughs while the rest of them shake their heads at him.
Eventually y/n climatises to the cool temperature of him around her, although him drying off and almost definitely using her as a heater to warm up. Sheβs lying half on top of him while he lies back against the pillows.
βYouβre looking a little lobster-ish.β Lando comments tapping the end of her nose, knowing that y/n often forgets/refuses sun cream despite definitely needing it. Sheβs certainly looking more pink than she was earlier and no doubt heβll be the one putting lotion on the burned skin.
βSome of us werenβt blessed with the tanning gene.β Y/n pouts then lying her head down on his stomach which gives him the opportunity to just start playing with her hair.
Now he definitely shouldβve predicted what would happen but maybe he was just enjoying the peace a little too much. So when her teeth sink into the skin on his ribs he nearly jumps, audibly grunting and sucking in a breath of surprise through his teeth. But he doesnβt say anything, instead just continuing to play with her hair. Eventually she releases him, placing a soft kiss over the indented skin before she looks up at him.
βCan I have a proper kiss?β Lando asks softly watching her pink tinted skin flush a little more before she moves up and kisses him lightly a few times.
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Lando usually doesnβt get caught with a bite mark in public. But during an interview the interviewer does notice thereβs light mark on his jaw and one on his hand.
βWhatβs happened?β
βHis girlfriend attacks him.β Oscar answers honestly while Lando laughs looking at his hand and the interviewer laughs.
βNo, heβs not joking she does.β Lando laughs before he shakes his head. βItβs purely out of affection, itβs like whatβs it called?-her love language. She just bites.β
βYouβre making her sound like a dog or something.β Oscar laughs while Lando groans.
βItβs ok, we get it.β
βSheβs going to hate me for this.β Lando laughs rubbing the bite mark on his jaw. βYou guys got me in trouble.β
They move on and eventually the papaya boys are done before Lando heads off to find out where his girlfriend has got to.
βHey, baby.β Lando grins wrapping his arms around her tightly while she smiles returning the gesture. βYou left marks.β
βIβm sorryβ¦β Y/n smiles shyly, pulling her shoulders up to her then raising her hand to rub over his jaw where the mark has almost faded before she moves to kiss over it. βIβm going to try and stop doing it.β
Lando didnβt expect to feel his chest hollow out at that. Sure the bites hurt a little and sure they can leave marks for people to notice but she only started doing it when she seemed to really decide that Lando was someone she felt comfortable with. The idea of her stopping feels like heβs losing a part of her.
βWhy do you look sad?β Y/n laughs lightly while Lando frowns at her.
βI donβt want you to stop.β Lando shrugs while she looks at him in visibly surprise before smiling at him. βItβs one of my favourite things about you.β
βOk. I wonβt stop.β Y/n laughs then grinning at him. βBut maybe Iβll not leave marks on your face for interviews.β
βI can live with that.β Lando nods before he grins and kisses her.
heyy iβve already requested a fic for kinktober but if i could request another that would be great:) if i can, kitchen sex with lando, max, charles, oscar, or pierre, sub reader and a marking kink too, thank u!
day 1: kitchen sex
pairing...lando norris x reader
word count...946 words
the sun shined through the blinds and into your face woke you up. you lowly groaned and moved to turn around and wrap yourself in your boyfriend's arms before realising that his spot was cold.
you frowned as you opened your eyes to look at his space. he, indeed, wasn't in bed as you assumed he went to the gym for an early workout. you went to close your eyes to sleep some more before the smell of pancakes.
you slowly sat up and got off the bed before walking down the stairs to the kitchen. you stopped in the doorway to see your boyfriend standing with his back towards you while making some pancakes.
he stood there shirtless with the shorts he wore to bed last night. after watching him for a bit, you silently walked up to him and wrapped your arms around his waist. he jumped slightly before turning around and wrapping his arms around you.
"good morning baby" he says and presses a kiss to the crown of your head
"good morning, handsome" you reply and rake your nails over his upper arms
you looked up at him and pressed your lips to his. you moved your hands to the back of his head and pulled him towards you.
lando gasps in the kiss in surprise before smirking and pulling your hips impossibly closer to his.
with this move, you felt your core start throbbing as his hands moved down to cup your ass.
"I want you" you whispered against his lips as you watched him smirk down at you
"oh really? I couldn't tell" he teased as he quickly turned off the fire before picking you up by the back of your thighs and placed you on the kitchen counter.
lando stood between your legs as your guys continued making out. his hands reached down and pulled your shorts and panties down leaving your core bare. you shivered slightly as the cold morning air hit your wet core.
lando noticed and chuckled as he passed his fingers through your folds. you pulled away from his lips as his fingers passed over your clit. you left a shaky breath escape your lips as you moved your hips against his hand.
lando watched as you fucked yourself against his fingers. "You're so horny today" he teased as he slipped 2 fingers in your hot core.
you moaned louder as he started fingering you at a slow pace. you held onto his upper arm as he increased his pace.
"fuck babe!" you moaned out and threw your head back
lando curled his fingers against your g-spot and watched as your eyes rolled back in pleasure. your mouth hung open as you couldn't let out any words due to the pleasure.
lando felt your walls start clenching around his fingers before he quickly pulled them out. you let out a whine as you felt empty.
you watched breathlessly as lando pulled down his shorts and pulled his cock out of his boxers. he used your juices on his fingers to rub over his member and jerk his cock a few times before placing it at your entrance.
lando looked into your eyes in a way of asking if you were ready. you nodded and watched as his cock disappeared into your hole.
you leaned back against the counter as he started to thrust in and out of you. you started moving your hips along with him providing more pleasure.
"you feel so fucking good" lando moaned out as he bit down on his bottom lip
he changed angle and started thrusting up into you as you dug your nails into his arm in pleasure.
"I'm c-close" you moaned out to your boyfriend
he smirked and reached down to rub your clit as your legs started to shake.
"f-faster-" you choked out as you pulled him closer to you
lando rubbed your clit faster and started thrusting faster. all the stimulation threw you over the edge as you came hard. lando groaned as your walls fluttered around his cock. he leaned down and gently started biting your shoulder and neck slowly creating bruises and hickeys.
lando slowed down to let you come down from your high before moving you to have your front against the counter as he lifted one of your legs which allowed you to look at him.
he started to move his cock in and out faster and faster as he gripped your leg and waist. you held onto the counter to keep you steady as you felt another orgasm creep up on you.
lando's thrusts started to become sloppy as he started groaning in pleasure. you reached down to rub your clit as you moaned louder.
the room was filled with the sound of skin slapped, groans and moans as lando started ejaculated inside of you. you continued rubbing your clit as you came hard.
you felt his cock soften inside of you as your pussy clenched around him.
you both took some time to catch your breath before lando helped you stand on your own. he gently pulled you into his arms as you calmed down.
"are you okay?" he asked softly while slowly swaying you from side to side
you nodded as you were too out of it to speak. he chuckled before bringing you to the bedroom and helping you clean up.
a few minutes later, he came back to the bedroom with a tray of breakfast. you smiled at him from the bed.
"loved waking up like this" you say and pecked his lips
"wish I could wake up like this everyday" he says and started eating breakfast.
A/n: this is entirely because I live for the helmet confidence of drivers and bikers on TikTok.
Synopsis: Curiosity never killed the cat
Pairing: Lando Norris X fem!reader
Warnings: Nsfw, unprotected sex among other things, don't read if underage!
Word count: 802
Everything was a burning, hot mess.
There was no need for explanation, nothing, no words expect his lips on you, all of you,
Lando pushed your hips into the wall behind you, holding your weight there, your hands shook with anticipation, an utter uncontrollable need.
Those hands, they were working their way, palming the flesh on your midsection, the pulse was growing stronger still,
Tilting your head, He pressed, Hot sloppy kisses, trailing up the column of your throat, the sensation shot through you with a dizzying pleasure.
You spy the shelves of helmet on display behind him, Each one having its place, the designs calling to you,
"Lando?" your own voice sounded breathy in the air, Lando didn't unattached himself from your body, he moved down to the protruding collar bone, teeth grating the skin, Shooting shivers skittering down you.
"I didn't realise you were so sensitive" his comment against your skin on your physical reaction to his touch, made you burn with desire like nothing you'd felt before, He pushed his hips into yours, you felt the brush of his erection against your coreβ
Eyes fluttering closed, gritted your teeth to focus enough, "Put one on."
His breath hitched against your throat, hands freezing. Lando lifted his head to meet your heated gaze, "What?"
You leant closer, pushing your chest against him, Rubbing you lips against the lobe of his ear, "Do you need me to whisper it in your ear?"
Lando's answer smirk made you ache, "You pose an appealing suggestion,"
You breathed softly next to his ear before leaning in, "I want you to fuck me with the helmet on."
Lando twisted back to seize your lips quickly, holding the kiss for a breath before he pulled away, turning to grab one, "Any to your particular liking, my love."
You twirled for the bed, Stripping of your clothes as you went, "Surprise me," you could hear him, pulling it from the shelf,
"You are breathtakingβ¦" Lando caressed the curve of your shoulder, with your back to him you could feel his body heat. Hyperaware of every movement he made, Turning , knees nearly giving out at the sight of him shirtless, helmet on,
Wasting time was not an option, grabbing the underside of the helmet you dragged him closer to your body,
Turning you both around and pushed him onto the bed,
You climb on top, kneeling you hover above his hips. Lando's hands run up and down the apex of your thigh, you tugged down the hem on his sweats and boxer, allowing him to spring free.
Lando shudders between your thighs as the feintest of your touches, fingertips brushing his thighs, "Sensitive are we?"
"Stop teasing me so much."
Using your feet to hook and throw his cloths off the bed, you righted yourself above him, Even with the visor down, you could feel the heat of his stare burning your flesh.
Lining your core up, you eased down, allowing him to fill you up, it was a stretch, But he didn't move until you initiated it.
You began to set the rhythm, Lando's hands on your waist, learning the pace, when you started to roll out the letters of his name with your hips, Lando let out a strangled noise of pleasure, it was bliss to your ears, Until he flipped you both,
Lando braced his arms on either side of you, holding up the majority of his weight, he began to move, you cried out arching into the rhythm you had set. He copied it exactly, devouring every rippling sensation of warmth and pleasure.
You began to rock your hips up into meet his pace which began to quicken, your shared pants of breath, and moan mixing in the air, Lando flicked up the visor as it began to steam up, with your shared body heat,
Lando hooked an arm under your knee, raising it, The new angle had you biting back a moan, rolling your head back into the pillows.
"Come on my Love, Let me hear you."
His word awakened something in you, the coiling ball of pleasure growing stronger with each thrust, he drove deeper and deeper,
You clenched and when Lando's trembling breath eased from him you soaked up the noise, the sound making you dizzy,
Lando kept up the pace, the pleasure was peaking inside you, crying out Lando eased down to lay closer to you, the new angle was far better,
His low grunts filled ever last sense, until you both gave way to the pleasure with a shattering cry.
You could have stopped functioning then and there letting your release roll over you both,
From his expression when he collapsed beside you, swore he short circuited some how, the rapid rise and fall of his chest ignited your crave for more,
"Round two?"
"Yes," He rolled to hover above you, grabbing the gap opened by the visor you brought him closer, Lando swallowed hard.
Just need to wake up to lando fucking me. Like just imagine that boy waking up so hard and wanting nothing more than to be inside you but you sleep so peacefully and so he doesn't want to bother you so he just prepares you for him and starts fucking softly into you
TW: Somnophilia
Lando asked about it before, if you'd be okay with it and you had no issues. You trusted Lando more than any other your past relationship, besides Lando is like a puppy.
Rolling over Lando groans, he was so hard it was painful. "Bubba?" He whispers, but you don't move and Lando sighs burying his head in your shoulder, reaching down he pulls your leg over his own.
The sun was filtering through the blinds, giving you this soft angelic glow. His thick fingers move down and slowly slide in smiling at your lips puffing out. "Pretty," He whispers and removes his fingers.
Moving slowly he pushes into you watching you tense and then moan sinking deeper into you. He doesn't move for a while enjoying this soft morning, but soon it gets to much and he starts to move his hips.
Lando whimpers, kissing the back of your neck, whispering soft words into your ear. You finally wake and roll over Lando and you trading soft kisses as you both just enjoy the morning sun and the warmth of each other
Summary: Y/n and Landoβs club dancing sends the F1 world into a frenzy.
Warnings: sexual innuendos, sexual conversations, its short im sorry, if you want something more to this storyline lmk in the requests ill prob do it lol
Note: IVE HAD THIS IDEA IN MY HEAD LONG BEFORE I EVEN STARTED WRITING
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ln4andop81 how yall feeling after that leaked vid?
- mclarensgirly FIGHTING. FOR. MY. LIFE.
- f1fan2 if i speak.
- ln4andop81 what shall we address first.
- mclarensgirly maybe the GRINDING????
- f1fan2 PLZ I SCREAMED THE WAY HIS HANDS GUIDED HER HIPS π«π«π«π«
- ln4andop81 THE WHISPERING IN THE EAR???
- mclarensgirly BRUH I JUST KNOW LANDO SAID SOMETHING SO GODDAMN QUESTIONABLE BY THE LOOK OF Y/NβS FACE
- f1fan2 bro literally moved his hands up to the bottom of her boobs and down and then whispered some crazed shit in her ear and i died. THE PERSON WHO FILMED THAT VIDEO I LOVE YOU ππ
- ln4andop81 yeah i think its safe to say that lando norizz is definitely a myth.
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y/nnn so about last night.
Comments:
mclarensgirly ABOUT LAST NIGHT MY ASS
ln4andop81 girly had a whole video of her grinding on her bf leaked and her response is βabout last nightβ. icon.
landonorris i had fun π
- mclarensgirly BYE
- ln4andop81 MANS IS INSANE
- f1fan2 so moral of the story lando basically fucked his gf in public and said βi had funβ NO SHIT
- mclaren dont think you understand the pr situation at hand π
- mclarensgirly NOW IM DONE FOR
- ln4andop81 MCLAREN ADMIN IS FIGHTING ON THE FRONT LINES RN
maxverstappen this is why i said to not drink too much
- y/nnn YOU PUT THE DRINKS IN. MY. HAND.
- landonorris i think your exact words were βnext round on me?β
- kellypiquet i am afraid babe that you did in fact do and say both of those things
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Mclarenfan22 its the way lando pushes y/ns hips into him so she can be as CLOSE as possible
- circledriving-racers plz when i first saw that vid i rlly didnt think by the end of it i would know what lando looked like when he was clearly feeling some type of way
- ln4andop81 yeah bc the way he threw his head back when she started circling her hips against his spoke VOLUMES
- papayafan it had ME feelin some typa way and i wasnt even the one getting danced on
- ln4andop81 i feel like its prob for the best the vid ended before we could see them separate bc i feel like we wouldve seen LANDO and not lando if yk what i mean π
- papayafan a bone-
- mclarenfan22 we would rlly know EVERYTHING abt him at that point
- ln4andop81 im willing to bet a large sum of money (im broke) that hes big
- y/nnn is this where im supposed to βenter the chatβ?
- ln4andop81 MAAM.
- mclarensgirly YES. SPILL THE TEA.
- f1fan2 YEAH DO THE PUBLIC A SERVICE AND TELL US βΌοΈβΌοΈβΌοΈ
- y/nnn i think i would like to gatekeep this one girlies ππ
-mclarensgirly wow.
- ln4andop81 ill never get over how it girl she is.
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landonorris it was a great night and thats all i have to say abt it
Comments:
oscarpiastri UHHHHHHH
mclaren we cant catch a break ever
y/nnn BABE THE SIGN ππ
- landonorris i thought it really translated my thoughts ππ»
- mclarensgirly BRO DOESNT GIVE A FUCK GAHDAMN
ln4andop81 so i guess the question rlly is: did the sign become reality?
πππππππ: you and lando have a pretty healthy relationship; communication is a breeze between the two of you. and while that seems good, it doesn't help lando is horny 24/7. even the beach isn't safe from him.
ππππππππ: 18+ (minors dni), established relationship, some fluff, blowjob, slight handjob, breastplay, poor humour LMAO aka old creepy mens' dicks, no time concept lol, basically lando time!
πππππππ: bf!lando norris x fem!reader
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π/π: now playing: ice cream cake β red velvet! OKAY YES IK I HAVE REQUESTS BUT I HAD WRITER'S BLOCK TILL THIS OKAY? is it not obvious by the word count? π alexa, play 'easy on me' by adele :( also new banners after i messed around one day! β‘οΈ // proof-read-ish!
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You had met Lando two years ago purely on accident. You were at a coffee shop in Brighton, he was visiting a friend there. You ordered a hot chocolate and he had ordered a long black. Somehow the both of you had swapped cups and were wincing at how sweet or bitter the drink was.
Lando had turned his cup around to see who the cup belonged to. Upon seeing your name, unlike a normal person who would ask the barista for another cup or a refund, he had shouted your name across the room.
Lucky for you, you were the only other customer there since it was a slow day. Nevertheless, you looked up in shock. Who yelled out your name? Why? How did they know your name?
You actually purposely avoided eye-contact with his table just in case he was some weird guy. But Lando got your attention after telling you from across that room that you had some sweet taste in drinks.
You raised a brow. Was this some sort of new catcall you didn't know about? But then you had caught the barista's handwriting on 'your' cup. Lando, Long Black.
You scrunched your nose at the cup and looked at him. "You're quite bitter."
It was at that point when Lando had got a clear shot of your face and found his heart racing faster than normal. You were pretty, no gorgeous, no beautiful, no... surreal. Your face was contorted into a grimaced expression at his order which he found amusing. You looked like, what he still claims to this day, part of the shop's couch. The couch was brown and you were wearing a brown sweater.
Honestly, Lando couldn't find the whole situation anymore endearing. So with whatever confidence he had leftover, he walked up to your table and smoothly asked, "Can I get you a sweeter one with my number?"
Now this was when you first had probably got a look of Lando. He had a certain... boyish charm, if you will. The wide grin, sparkling blue eyes, face dotted with the odd freckle or beauty mark. To say he was attractive was an understatement. He looked like one of the main characters in the rom-coms you would binge when you needed a pick me-up.
You said yes. Obviously.
And here you were, two years later. At the beach with Lando, Charles, Carlos, Daniel, and their partners. You were all caught up with F1, always available for Lando. Your perspective of him had changed quite a lot since you had met him. In a good way, of course.
You initially saw him how a lot most of his fans and the media see him. A comedian by day and a moodmaker by night. Always smiling and cheery. Positive and optimistic. But the reality was that Lando struggled with the mental and physical aspects of F1. He didn't always have the confidence and he was stressed and depressed.
But as Lando always said in his interviews, he had found you.
'The best thing that had ever happened to him,' according to Lando himself.
Anyone could see that the two of you loved each other with your entire beings. Neither of you left any stone unturned in your relationship. Most people were jealous of your relationship. The drivers, the media, and especially the fans.
And you wouldn't have it any other way.
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One thing about Lando that you had learned quite soon after your first time together was that Lando was insatiable. He was sex-driven, horny, full of lust, aroused... all the words in the dictionary for a man like this... 24/7.
One day, you asked him why. Lando only responded with pulling you closer to him, leaving a trail of kisses from your jaw and down to your neck, and saying "You."
You wouldn't say anything did it for him. No in fact, it was specific things that he couldn't take his mind off once he thought about it.
Take right now for example.
Carlos had decided to treat everyone to ice creams, ice lollies, and juice on your trip to the beach in Playa de Bolonia. Innocently and naively, you had chosen the pink ice lolly out the chilly bin. Lando had also not thought anything of it.
Rather Lando had being eyeing you with every spare glance as you were wearing his favourite bikini, the one he had bought you for Christmas as a prank gift in the nice British winter thinking it had been the funniest thing ever. Obviously, he thought you were going to were it but another thing you had learned was that Lando's humour quite often was unmatched and spontaneous.
The bikini itself was simple. An orange, of course, two-piece. The top was held up by two moderately thin straps and hugged your breasts quite nicely. The bikini bottom was as normal as it could get, clinging to your hips. On top of it, you wore a white thin-laced cotton coverup, loosely tied together.
You would say it was an average beach look. Lando would disagree. It was as if God himself had carved you and decided to put you on Earth as reparations for the bad in the world.
But back to the point.
As mentioned, Lando hadn't really thought of the ice lolly. He was too busy trying to get Daniel back with a water gun. Like you said, boyish. It wasn't until he had finally got him back and decided to go sit down with you and grab himself some ice cream.
But when Lando sat down and looked at you, his mind had suddenly turned into shambles. There you were. Under the shade, peaks of sun shining on your skin, holding that pink ice lolly to your mouth.
Lando wasn't quite sure what was worse. The faint pink colour similar to his cock or the way your tongue travelled down the length of it to collect the melting sugary liquid. Or how your lips pressed up on the tip of the ice and pressed down to take an inch more of it into your mouth as if it was his own cock.
To make matters even worse for him, you had failed to capture some of the melting droplets. Lando keenly watched as they fell to your bare part of your chest and even had landed right where he knew your nipple was. His eyes widened ever so slightly and his breath paced when you frowned at the event and used your finger to wipe the sweet liquid off your skin and into your mouth. Some of it had gone too far down, probably pooling near your breasts like he imagined.
What sent him overboard? When you had spotted the stain on your bikini top over your nipple and attempted to rub it away, only making the stain worse and a small bump for your pebbled nipple.
Lando gulped nervously, pants incredibly tight. He closed his eyes and held his hands over his newly-formed hard on, wishing that his mind wasn't full of everything he had just seen. Your lips... your breasts... the way your eyes looked down at the popsicle... if only that was his cock....
"Lando? Dude, do you need to go to the bathroom?" Pierre's voice cut through the air.
Lando snapped his eyes opened and your eyes looked over to your boyfriend.
"W-What?" The British male queried with slight panic. He was not getting caught with a hard-on in front of his friends... there was no way in Earth...
Pierre raised a brow, gesturing to his pants. "You're ice cream is all melted. You need to take your eyes off Y/N at least sometimes, Lando, otherwise you'll never finish... your ice cream, that is," He teased.
You looked down at Lando's pants where his hands laid, covered in the white vanilla ice cream-turned liquid. You and everyone let out an amused laugh at Pierre's joke, shaking your head.
You stood up from the sandy grass you were sat on, dusting yourself off. You extended your hand to Lando, "Come on. I bought extra stuff in the car. Honestly, I thought you were going to lose your trunks by Daniel pantsing you in the water but I guess not."
A howl of laughter came from Charles and Carlos while Daniel cursed himself for not doing it.
Lando blinked, pulling the finger at his fellow drivers. He sighed, grabbing your hand and awkwardly standing up from the area, managing to cover up his bulge swiftly.
The two of you headed to the car as Lando briefly threw out the sticky wrapper and stick into a bin nearby. You opened the boot of the car, grabbing his trunks. "Jesus, could it get any hotter today?" You asked, closing the back door.
"It really couldn't," Lando mused, walking hand-in-hand with you, making you release a groan.
"Lando... now my hand's all sticky, you idiot," You complained, trying to pull apart from his hand.
Lando rolled his eyes, arriving to the empty males changing room. He was about to enter when he saw you stand outside and not follow him. "What are you doing? Come in."
You narrowed your eyes. "It's a male changing room. I'm not going in. What if there's some old man trying to change? I do not need to be scarred for life. My DMs is enough, thanks."
"First of all, there's no one here," Lando stated before shouting a loud 'Hello' into the room, making you redden with embarassment. "See? Secondly, I'm sorry, let me get this straight, your DMs are full of old men's dicks?" Lando looked at you incredulously.
You grinned, shrugging. "It's called being a woman, Lando. You wouldn't get it."
Lando rolled his eyes once again, grabbing you by the arm and dragging you into the changing room.
The room was the opposite of most changing rooms. It was tiled well, clean and fresh as opposed to musty, damp and with paint-chipped walls. There were also no leaky taps or showers or even any graffiti. It was slightly comforting to know that at least people respected some of their public rooms, even in Madrid.
"Wait, also, what if I get old? You don't want to see my shrivelled dick? It should turn you on!" Lando asked with a dramatic gasp.
You looked at your boyfriend through the mirror with a dumfounded expression. Turning, you threw his trunks at his face. "Go change," You laughed, shaking your head.
Lando grinned underneath the trunks as you turned the tap on to wash your sugar-coated hands.
Lando had removed his trunks, left naked with his hard, reddened cock slapping against his stomach, and was about to put on the new ones when a thought passed his mind.
You paused your hand-washing and froze when you felt Lando's arms wrap around your stomach, pulling you close to his bare body. "Lando," You yelped, feeling a shiver cross your body, "What are you doing?"
Lando peered down at you through his thick eyelashes. He tucked his chin into your shoulder, placing a brief kiss. "What?" He asked innocently, "I'm just washing my hands. I can't get the new ones dirty either."
You watched through the mirror as he pressed his body into you, washing his hands under the tap, ridding the tackiness on his hands.
You sucked in a sharp breath, feeling his cock push into your backside. It was bare, you realised, as the heat spread into you. Your eyes flickered to Lando through the mirror, squinting at him. He wasn't...
Lando caught your eyes staring hard at him. "Don't look at me like that," He whispered into your ear, a loose grin hanging on his face. His wet fingers travelled to the poorly tied lace coverup you wore, undoing the knot with ease. The coverup fell against your shoulders, revealing your bikini and body in all it's glory.
"You have to clean up as well," Lando shrugged, eyes fixated on you through the mirror. "You made a mess," He murmured, wetting his fingers with the water once more before placing it against your chest.
You pressed your lips tightly, feeling his fingers drive down your skin and underneath your bikini top. Lando's fingers brushed your hardened nipples, making you shudder under his touch. His fingers trailed across your breasts, wiping away any of that sticky residue that you had missed. Bringing his fingers to his mouth and taking a wide lick of them, Lando grinned at you. "You know... I can't stop picturing you sucking my dick like that ice lolly. Never thought I would be jealous of an ice lolly."
You couldn't help but smile in amusement. You pulled away from his hold and turned to face your boyfriend. "Yeah?" You hummed, hands trailing down his chest. Lando had been working out a lot more these days for F1; compared to before his abs had become more prominent and toned. You loved Lando no matter what he looked like, but there was something about the way his skin flushed when you touched his torso.
Lando's breath hitched as your hand had ever so naturally found it's way to his cock. His cock, if you could say it, was pretty. It was average in length and with a nice, filling girth, stretching all of your holes wide.
Your fingers brushed across the tip of his head, just grazing his slit. You could feel Lando jolt in your hands as he muttered, βFuck.β
You opened your mouth, letting a drop of saliva full into his cock. Hand wrapped around it, you gently rubbed natural lube up and down his shaft. Landoβs jaw clenched at the warm liquid nestling around his cock, letting a sharp exhale through gritted teeth.
Slowly you sunk down to your knees. The tiled floor was cold against your burning skin but it didnβt matter: you were too focused on what was right in front of you; cockdrunk. Your tongue darted out to swipe your lips before pressing a light kiss to his cock. Lando could feel himself twitch, aching to be in your mouth.
He watched as your lips opened like they did on that ice lolly. Going down in his cock, your lips stretched and your mouth hollowed.
Lando groaned at the warmth surrounding his cock. He bit down on his lip, watching his cock disappear into your mouth. Your eyes were on him as you sucked him, teeth barely grazing his skin.
"Fuck, you look so pretty like this, Y/N," Lando sighed out, "On your knees for me. I can't imagine the mess you made between those legs of yours, hmm?"
You moaned in response, sending a vibration around his cock. You briefly pulled away from him, making Lando grunt in slight annoyance at the loss. "These lips, my pussy.... all yours," You winked at him before returning to his cock.
Lando tensed at your words, letting a grin overtake him. "Yeah? Let's see about that throat, baby?" His hands reached your half dry and half damp, salty hair. Wrapping those long tresses around his hand and wrist, he tightened his grip. He could feel you open up your throat as he guided his cock down the tighter tunnel.
Lando's rasping groan made you clench your thighs, holding a barrier to the wetness leaking at of you. You could feel him begin to move his hips, beginning to push his cock into your throat.
Fighting the urge to gag around his cock, you tried hard to relax your cheeks and mouth, allowing every inch of him to be seated in your throat.
He flickered his eyes to you. Watching you take him in his mouth was a pleasure of its own. Your big eyes were glassy with tears of arousal and a haze of lust, sweat and saliva lingered at every edge of your skin, and your lips were puffy and red. Trailing his eyes further down, he spotted your bare neck in dire need of kisses, but that wasn't the most striking thing about it. It was the slight bulge of his cock in your throat making it's presence known.
Jesus...
Lando instinctively closed his eyes upon feeling your hands touch his balls. You rubbed them gently, feeling your head bob at an increased rate to match the sudden pace of Lando's cock in your throat.
"Fuck, fuck... I..." Lando moaned. "I'm gonna cum!" Lando hissed out, feeling a familiar bubbling feeling overcome. His thrusts become harder and faster, your nose flushed with his skin.
His moans became irregular and higher, chasing his release. "Fuck...." A guttural groan fell from his lips. Hot, salty white strips of his cum coated the inside of your mouth, swirling around after each drop was sucked from your lips. Almost painfully, Lando removed himself from your mouth. His chest rose up and down as he breathed out heavily.
An admiring smile came from Lando while he pulled you up to meet his face. He pushed your sweaty hair back. "That mouth of yours is evil," He narrowed his eyes playfully.
"You should shut me up then," You quipped back, sticking out your tongue that still had his cum on it.
Lando's eyes sparkled with amusement before he brought his lips to yours, darting his tongue into your mouth. The urgency in the action was understated. God, he could taste himself in you. His hands encapsulated your waist, flushing your barely clothed body to close his naked one. Your own hands travelled everywhere across his chest as the two of you kissed each other.
The muffled moans from you made Lando want to hear them out loud. Slowly he moved from your lips to your jaw. "Let me hear you, baby," He breathed out, placing smaller kisses as he reached your neck.
You let out a small whimper, neck tilting so Lando could get more access. Lando grinned at the sight of your bare neck, leaving small little nibbles across your skin. His lips eventually became settled in an area between your ear and collarbone, beginning to suck at your warmth.
"Lando," You moaned, "No, the others will realise."
Your refutes were ill-attempted even for yourself. You were dazed at the suction of his lips. His nose buried into your neck while he created a fresh layer of purple against your sun-kissed skin.
Lando released himself from your neck, eyeing down his creation with a smirk. "There. If they couldn't tell from your hair, they'll definitely know now."
You narrowed your eyes, turning to the mirror only for your eyes to widen in shock. "Jesus fucking Christ, Lando," You peered at the big purple brown splotch on your skin. "As if the 20 minutes we've spent here wasn't enough," You whined.
Lando laughed softly, standing behind you with his arms around your waist and chin resting on your head. "Well... if you make it through the shame, I can't wait to properly fuck you when we get home. You must know how much I love the way you look when Iβm inside you."
Your head fell against his chest with a pout. "Why not now?"
Lando grinned before pressing a kiss to your head "Like you said... it's been 20 minutes."
Just imagine Lando taking you in the airplane bathroom and when you guys are done, he just takes pictures of himself in the bathroom mirror (the pictures Lando posted on his jpg) ππ just a thought
A/N: It's more than just a thought babe
"Fuck, right," You moan as Lando holds your hips driving his cock deep into you. "Yes," You whimper digging your fingers into his hair. "Shhh, they'll hear you." Lando giggles, his voice soft but his movements anything but kind.
"Lando," You gasp feeling his tip hit that certain spot in you. "Trust me, they know." Groaning in your ear he chuckles, pulling your hips closer as he starts to grind against you both reaching your limits.
"Oh, oh," You moan closing your eyes as your muscles tighten Lando hiding his own moans in your neck. "Ugh, feel so good." He whispers, body tired as he presses his body against the mirror. "Land, come on we're going to be landing soon." You whisper mushing his curls.
"Be there soon." He pulls out of you, helping you clean up. Sliding out Lando sighs, looking in the mirror at his appearance. "Hmm," He looks at his camera on the floor, what was a stupid silly picture turned into his fucking you in the bathroom.
Grabbing the camera he can't help but start to take pictures not even ashamed that he does have that after sex hair and look about him. Finishing he walks out, a smirk on his lips as he fiddles with his camera and laptop.
You just smile unaware of what he was doing until you get that familiar ding of Instagram. Opening it you freeze, without a thought you kick him. "What the hell?" You hiss, but he just smirks. "What? Figured I looked good."
β§.* summary: in which baby fever hits hard but your relationship hits rock bottom.
β§.* this was requested as a cute fluffy baby fever, dad lando smau but my heart said angst π and I ruined it lmao so this is either an unhappy ending or I'm turning it into a multiple part series
