Summer love, strangers to friends to lovers, Greece and Greek mythology references
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warnings: FLUFF, sexual references, lando and lily acting like teenagers. flashbacks are on italics. myth mentioned on this chapter
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a/n: IT KEEPS HAPPENING!!!! sorry if someone has high levels of sugar. I hope everyone is enjoying this two being all cute. Things will happen soon
What do you think is Lily's past? What happened to her? Im reading you!
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They say that sleeping in someone's arms is good, that is something therapeutic. They say that after sleeping in someone's arms, sleeping alone will never be enough.
And now I understand why they say that.
Being held all night, feeling the weight of his arm on my waist and his chest on my back, was something special. Waking up and breathing his scent of expensive perfume was something I didn't know I needed.
But waking up and knowing he was there… that is something that makes me want to stay in the same position for hours.
I was sweating and he was too, but I didn't care and it seems that he neither because he was holding my hand, not letting me move away. I could feel his breath on my nape, how his chest moved every time he took a deep breath. His knees were behind mine, fitting like two puzzle pieces and not leaving space between our bodies.
I felt something poking me, something hard that was touching my ass. I tried to move, but that thing just got harder and harder.
"Oh shit" I gasped, knowing what that was.
Logan's morning hood.
I tried to move my hips to get away from his boner, but he stopped me and held me closer, making me hold my breath when I felt it in my ass.
I tried to move, wanting to know his reaction, and he moved too, grinding me a little and making me hold a moan.
This can't be happening, right? This is a wet dream and it's casually with the man that is laying next to me in my bed.
But it's too real. The hand that was holding my hand is now traveling under my shirt towards my breast, cupping it and covering it with all his hand.
"Fuck" I gasped, holding a moan with my hand in front of my mouth.
I'm sure he's having a dream, he's asleep. He's not aware of what is happening.
But God… it feels good. His touch and how we move our hips, how his hand holds my breast giving it soft squeezes.
Right when I was getting wet and around, he turned around, making me groan and look back at him.
"No…" I mumbled speechless.
Hee really was asleep, he didn't notice what he did to me.
I sigh and sit straight, looking back at him and touching his shoulder softly, leaving a soft kiss on his tanned skin before getting up after wrapping the bandage on my ankle. I went to the kitchen and started to make breakfast, trying to ignore the wetness between my legs and how his boner felt against my ass.
"Fuck" I groan, face palming myself.
I kept making breakfast playing soft music, not hearing him walk out of the bedroom and go to the bathroom, staying there for some minutes and then leaving it.
"Morning" he said with a deep raspy voice, making me shiver.
"Morning" I smile nervously, looking back at him.
He came towards me and wrapped his arms around my waist, resting his chin on my shoulder to watch what I was making.
This felt intimate, something couples would do. Holding each other on bed, falling asleep after a kiss, making breakfast for each other. This was too much. And it felt scary.
"This smells amazing" he whispered, rubbing his hands on my skin.
Every brush of his fingers made my heart jump, my breath go quicker. Maybe he doesn't remember what happened nearly half an hour ago, when we were grinding each other and he was squeezing my breast.
"Thank you" I whisper, swallowing thickly.
Okay, Aphrodite… maybe I do want you to help a little.
I turned around and looked at him, biting my lip with a smile. I let him press his lips on mine, pick me up and sit me on the counter while he stood between my legs.
"Your bed is better than mine" he whispered against my lips, pulling away a little to look into my eyes.
"Oh, really?" I chuckle softly. "Did you sleep well?"
"Better than ever" he smiled, kissing me again.
I chuckled against his lips kissing him back. I felt like a teenager again, kissing and making out with a guy and just worrying about not burning the breakfast.
And the best part of it is that I don't have to hide from my parents.
"Mark…" I moaned, feeling how the kiss was getting steamy. "Fuck, Mark, we have to stop. My parents will come soon"
"Don't worry, I can get out through the window" he whispered, slipping his hand inside my panties. "Is this all for me?"
"Yeah" I moaned, moving my hips, holding him closer as I felt his fingers moving.
It was going great. Mark Jackson, one of my classmates and the guy I was currently dating, or trying to.
"Liliane?" I heard my mom call me, making me gasp and push Mark away.
"Leave, leave!" I whispered, grabbing his shirt and throwing it to him. "Fuck!"
"What? What's wrong?" Mark frowned looking at me.
"It's my mom!" I exclaimed, pushing him out of my bed.
"Oh, fuck" he nodded, getting dressed and looking around.
It was too late, my mother was walking upstairs and if she walked in right now, she would find him. I pointed him the wardrobe and he nodded, running towards it and locking himself on it
"Liliane" my mother said, opening my door. "Dinner will be ready at seven. I'll be waiting for you. There's someone I want you to meet"
"Okay, mother" I nodded, swallowing thickly, trying to calm my breathing.
"Are you okay, Liliane?" she asked, looking at me. "You are sweating, are you sick?"
"Y-yeah, I think so" I frowned.
"Mhm…" she nodded. "You better take some medicine, I'll be waiting for you"
"The breakfast will burn" I chuckled against Logan's lips.
"Oh, then we have to stop" he laughed, giving my lips plenty of short kisses.
I sigh and nod, looking at him once he took a step back. He was wearing his joggers, but not his shirt. I could see his abs, all the moles and then the shell, laying on his chest.
"Will you make tea?" I smile looking at him touching the shell and brushing it with my finger.
He nodded and smiled, pecking my lips and searching for a pot to make the tea. I looked at him, jumping out of the counter slowly and standing on a foot. I hugged him this time, pressing my cheek on his back and taking a deep breath.
"What are your plans for today?" he asked me, placing his hand on top of mine.
"Hm… beach again?" I ask. "I don't know… If it wasn't because of this stupid thing I would like to somewhere else"
"Then we'll go to the beach" he nodded. "Maybe tomorrow we can go somewhere"
"Or… we can stay here" I whispered, pressing a kiss on his back.
"Ah, yeah?" I heard him chuckle.
"I have a Playstation" I laugh. "And ice cream"
"You like playing video games?" he asked, surprised. "God, you are the girl of my dreams"
I bite my lip hearing him say that. The girl of his dreams? Maybe he was dreaming with me, then.
"Come on, lover boy" I laugh softly. "Breakfast is ready"
I grabbed two mugs and the plates, placing what I baked for breakfast. He smiled, breathing the scent of the brioche bread with chocolate chips on it.
"I swear, you are the girl of my dreams" he laughed softly. "God, where did you learn to make everything?"
"I was always curious about how things were made" I sighed, cutting some slices of the bread for him. "I liked doing experiments about how make things taste better"
"You really are an amazing woman, Lily" he smiled looking at me, drinking the tea.
"Shut up, I'm not" I blushed, looking away.
We had breakfast in silence, somehow the tension that was between us yesterday is now inexistent. I guess what we needed was to kiss, right? But what happened this morning increased the tension. This time sexual tension.
"I'll go to my apartment to get changed" he said, standing up and kissing my hair. "I'll come back, okay?"
I nod and look at him walk out, making me blush.
"God, Aphrodite, I said that you could help a little. Not making me fall for real"
I grabbed all the plates and washed them while waiting for Logan to come. After that, I went to the bedroom and got undressed to change my clothes.
"God, he smells so good" I whisper, laying on the bed and taking a deep breath of the pillow he used.
I sigh, and look out the window staying in the bed, only wearing the underwear.
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"Max, I fucked up really bad"
"Good morning to you too" I heard him groan at the other side of the call. "What have you done, hm?"
"I like my neighbor" I confessed, biting my nails.
"What? Who?"
"The girl next door" I sighed. "God… I'm so dead, mate?"
"I don't understand anything" he sighed.
"I lied to her. Like… I didn't tell her my real name, she doesn't know who I really am and I'm falling for her" I sighed, brushing my hair with my hands.
"Well… and what's the problem with that?" he sighed. "Just tell her the truth"
"I can't! Se can't know" I groan. "God... I'm so stupid"
"Yeah, a little" he laughed.
I sigh and get changed, groaning.
This morning I had to control myself so much to not fuck her right there. The way she was moving her hips making me move mine trying to find pleasure drove me crazy. The moan she made when I held her breast drove me incredibly crazy.
But I couldn't do more. I don't want to hurt her like I did last night when she hurt her ankle again. If the tension we have is going to grow even more, I want to wait until she is fully recovered.
Once I changed my clothes I went back to her apartment, closing the door behind me and walking further.
"Lily?" I called her, walking around the hall and smiling when I heard her humming a song in her bedroom.
And walking inside of that room nearly killed me. She was there, laying on her bed and only wearing her underwear, reading a book and moving her legs like a little girl.
"Lily" I smile, walking to sit on the bed, making her gasp.
She turned around gasping, covering her chest with the blankets, making me laugh.
"You really were too deep in that book" I laughed. "You shouldn't move the ankle, Lily…"
"You are so boring" she sighed, turning around and going back to the same position she was in when I walked in.
"Borning?" I laugh, laying next to her, squeezing her ass with my hand. "Really?"
"Mhm, so much" she nodded.
I laugh and lay next to her, hugging her waist and resting my chin on her shoulder. She was reading something, but I couldn't understand anything.
"What are you reading?" I asked, biting her shoulder softly.
"The myth of Orpheus and Euridice" she said, looking at the pages. “It’s a beautiful and sad love story”
“Oh? Really?” I asked. “Can you read it for me?”
She laughed and nodded, looking at me and smiling softly, letting me steal her a kiss. She laughed and started to read loud, making me smile and look at her.
It's obvious she loves reading about it, about the culture and mythology of this country. She loves this place and she's so passionate about it, wanting to know and discover the story about it. I just heard her, completely hypnotized by the way her voice sounded reading it like it was a fairytale.
I bet my nieces would love her.
"It's good" I nodded. "I never heard about their story"
"I heard that there's an opera about this myth" she sighed. "I would kill to go watch it somewhere"
"It would be nice" I smile. "Tell me about more myths"
We spent the whole morning that way. She read for me while she was half naked, with my arm wrapped around her waist and trying to not touch more than only her back.
"I should make lunch" she sighed, closing the book.
I smile and nod, looking at her. She let her head fall to the mattress, taking a deep breath while she closed her eyes. She's so beautiful, like a Greek goddess, definitely.
"I'll make it" I said, getting up when I saw her move.
"Oh? Okay" she frowned.
It was for the best if I didn't see her half naked. Otherwise, the lunch would be never made and the mess of her bed would be worse.
"Calm down, buddy" I frown, looking down at the bulge that started to grow on my short joggers.
I started to make something I use to eat during race weekends, a chicken wrap with some veggies.
While cooking I heard her walk out of the room, taking small steps towards me and wrapping her arms around me again. The feeling of her touch around me makes me happy, something I never knew I could feel with a woman I met some days ago.
"What is it?" she asked me, pressing her body closer to mine and looking at what I was cooking.
"Chicken wrap" I smile. "It's like a burrito, but since you don't have those tortillas…"
"You are making it with pita bread" she nodded. "It looks like a gyro"
"A gyro?" I asked looking back at her.
"Yeah, it's like… it's like a taco, actually" she laughed.
I chuckle and nod. She took a step back and grabbed the plates to serve lunch.
It was so domestic. Being here with her, cooking together and having a lazy morning in her bed. It felt so good and it made me want to stay here forever.
We ate, watching Peaky Blinders again. But this time I was paying more attention to her, learning details about her. About how she moves her head when she takes a bite of something she likes, or how she hums while chewing it. About how she's not like those types of people that can't eat two things at the same time, she eats the french fries dipping them in the sauce of the wrap. I noticed too how slow she eats, getting distracted by whatever is on the screen.
Lily is an interesting person, that makes me want to keep looking at her every second of the day to discover new things about her.
"What ice cream do you want?" she asked me while I washed the dishes and she put the leftovers on the fridge. "I have… mango, salted caramel and lemon"
"Mango" I said, grabbing two spoons.
She smiled and grabbed the mango ice cream tub, going to the couch and sitting on it. I sat next to her, biting my lip and wrapping my arm around her shoulders.
"Is this okay?" I whisper looking down at her.
"Yeah" she nodded, turning on the TV and playing Peaky Blinders again.
The day went by pretty fast. We played video games, she made me play the Assassin's Creed game that was based here in Greece.
"We should go one of this days to the ruins" I told her, making her look at me with a smile.
"Yeah, once I can walk better I'll take you to one of my favorites places"
I smile weakly and nod.
I looked down at her, playing that game while she leaned on me.
God, I want to touch her, to taste her, to make her say my name.
My real name.
Just imagining her doing that makes me go hard. Shit. How would it be having her lips wrapped around me, or her breasts in front of my face that are so easy to touch? How would it be having her laying underneath me and thrusting inside of her, while she moaned my name?
And just when I noticed it, I was throbbing. Again.
"Eh… I have to go to the bathroom" I said, standing up and rushing to the bathroom and trying to undo this mess.
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I sigh, stopping the game.
I felt it, I felt his boner again. And instead of letting me know, he got up and walked away.
Maybe I'm not attractive to him? Maybe he doesn't want me to know about it and finds me disgusting. I'm sure it was because of what happened yesterday, that he things that my able hurting meant something like a signal.
I sigh and get up, walking towards the bathroom. I heard him moan, making me swallow thickly.
"Logan?" I called him.
"A minute!" I heard him say.
Yeah, a minute to make yourself a handjob and then leave me again with the need of touching you.
"Be quick, I want to take a bath" I sighed, walking to my bedroom and sitting on the bed.
I heard him groan and then moan again, making me swallow thickly. Yeah, he didn't want me to know that he had a boner.
When he finished he got out of the bathroom, looking around searching for me. I was sitting on the bed, with my legs crossed.
"Hey, you won't resume the game?" he asked, walking inside the room.
"I need to cool down" I said, getting clean underwear and then going to the bathroom.
"Oh… okay?" I.he frowned, confused. "Lily, are you okay?"
"I am" I sighed. "No, I'm not"
"What happened?" he frowned, walking towards me.
I take a deep breath and look at him, sighing.
"You had a boner and didn't let me take care of it" I frown. "You don't find me attractive? Is that, right? If that's so, then why are you here? It's because you are bored and you need to annoy someone?"
"What are you talking about, Lily?" he frowned, taking a step closer.
"I'm talking about you not wanting to have sex with me!" I sighed.
He looked at me and bit his lips, trying to hold a laugh. At that moment I felt pathetic, ridiculous.
"Oh my God!" he laughed, sitting on the toilet, making me get more annoyed.
"Leave" I frown. "Leave my house!"
"Lily, wait!" he frowned looking at me, holding my wrist.
"I said leave!" I exclaimed, pushing him with my hands on his chest.
"I do want to fuck you!" he exclaimed, making me stop and look at him. "I do want to fuck you. I was awake this morning, God!"
"Then? Why didn't you continue it?" I frown.
"Because I don't have condoms" he laughed. "God, Lily. You drive me crazy! How in hell would someone not want to have sex with you! Did you look at yourself? You are like a goddess and the only thing I want right now is to touch every inch of you!"
"Then why don't you do that?" I frown looking at him. "Why you have to touch yourself in the bathroom and not let me do it"
"Because I don't want to hurt you" he sighed. "Last night you hurt your ankle with a simple movement, I don't want you to get more hurt just because we had sex"
I look at him and take a deep breath. How can someone be so considerate? How can someone think about sex with his brain and not with his dick? If someone else was here, he wouldn't care about my sprained ankle, he would ignore it and throw me to bed no matter what.
"I want to take it slow" he smiled weakly. "I'm leaving in three weeks, but I really want to memorize every inch of your body, Lily"
I sighed and looked at him, taking a step and sitting on his lap, wrapping my arms around his shoulders and kissing him.
"Do you want to take a bath with me?" I whisper against his lips. "No clothes in between. Just us and the water"
"I don't have condoms, Lily…" he repeated.
"I didn't say that we can have sex" I whisper, kissing his neck. "It's just you and I, meeting our bodies"
He looked at me and nodded, kissing me slowly and taking off my tank top, then unclipping my bra.
"Do you have an idea of how bad I wanted to touch you?" he whispered. "Yesterday in the car I wanted to hold your thigh"
"You should have done that" I whisper.
"But I was too afraid of you thinking I was a creep" he sighed, brushing his fingers all over my back. "I mean, I'm just a guy that crashed on you, that casually is your neighbor and is now all day in your house"
"Sometimes love stories can start with a crash" I whisper looking into his eyes, hearing a giggle that makes my heart beat fast.
I smile and peck his lips before getting up. I opened the key of the warm water, mixing it with the cold water, and added some shower gel to make bubbles. When the bathtub was enough filled with water and bubbles I stopped the water, turning around and finding Logan only wearing his boxers.
"You won't need them" I said pointing at the only piece of clothing he has.
"And you won't need that neither" he said, pointing at my panties.
I laughed softly and took off my panties, throwing them to the pile of dirty clothes. I tried to not look back at him, knowing that he was looking at me, and got inside the bathtub after taking off the bandage.
"Take it easy" he said, helping me.
I smiled softly and sat on the floor, looking at how he carefully held my foot and got inside the water in front of me.
"Do you want me to place it on my lap?" he asked, caressing my foot softly, trying to not hurt me.
"Yeah" I sighed relieved, feeling his soft touch and how he placed the foot on his knee.
I sighed and smile, resting the back of my head on the edge of the bathtub and then I looked at him.
"What?" I chuckle looking at him.
"Nothing" he sighed, smiling.
"Come on, tell me" I laughed, splashing him some bubbles.
"You are making me fall for you, Lily" he sighed, smiling softly. "You are really making me believe in love stories"
"I already told you, Logan" I smile softly. "Some love stories can start with a crash"
See girls this here is why you need to laugh in the face of men who demand that you “prove your wheel knowledge” or like name all the world champions in backwards order or something because, sir, your faves don’t know what’s happening half of the time. They barely know who’s on the grid— I just watched half the drivers FORGET CURRENT DRIVERS WHO’VE WON RACES
crazy to say it but if you watch the fearlessly forward video from 2019 on mclaren’s channel compared to the here we go again video from 2020, the first video lando is running alone, swimming and all ready for the season and in the second, he and carlos are doing it again but together, running in the same place, waking up at the same time, living together (???) and it’s filled with angst but why? this is meant to be a marketing video brother!!!
like, henrik was so dedicated that he filmed carlos naked and in the shower and lando waking up in bed. what. then heavy symbolism on brazil with the trophy, with the two embracing each other, then running deeper into the forest together. it’s so weird i really have to give props to henrik for making the og official ship edit of the two drivers he works with and knows personally. crazy.
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