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[virtualgalaxysuit]

Happy 5th anniversary, Little Nightmares 2 ✨️

[wdclando]

karting wins - formula 1 race wins - world championship wins. he’s done it all.

[ro-writesstuff]

Lando Norris - day 1 of kinktober: cockwarming

a/n: here we go starting off kinktober strong with some lando smut! this was so fun to write, happy reading! 🧡🖤💜

summary: you and lando talked about something new in the bedroom, and now he’s begging for it.

cw: cockwarming, cursing, dom!reader, subby lando, (all smut is written as consented!)

minors do not interact, all fics are 18+.

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it was a curious conversation you’d had yesterday, the idea of him being inside you, but not in that way. just relaxed. close. comfortable.

the dirty thought consumed his mind the rest of the night and today, endless scenarios of pleasure, many of which ended with his cock in your mouth. but he forced to keep himself at bay.

at least for now.

the night was languish, a dark and cold one that was warmed by you and lando’s body heat. lando had been controlling himself all night, listening to you patiently and watching the film that you’d picked out, but he couldn’t get it off his mind.

finally, the movie ended, he thought, and as you climb on top of him out of habit -post credit scene cuddles, you’d called it- all he can think about is that. the idea of him being inside you and feeling your pussy clench around him tortured his mind as you perched yourself on top of him.

you sigh, brushing back a few of his dangling curls with your hand, eyes meeting him as his eyes flash with the linger of lust, hoping it wouldn’t be seen.

“why'd you look at me like that?”

“like what?”

you have an inkling you know what this is about.

“Lan,” your voice almost patronizing. “what’re you thinking about?”

a groan gets caught in his throat by your taunting tone, feeling himself grow at the thought. he tries to deny the bulge in his pants— the simplicity of him asking what he wants you to do and you complying so easily was not helping him in the slightest.

“it’s nothing.”

you read him too well.

“if you want something just ask for it.”

his head lulls and his lips latch to yours for safety and comfort; you’d just started making him use his words in the bedroom. lando sighs in a small defeat,

“can we try that thing you were telling me about,” his teeth lightly scrape against your skin, leaving goosebumps in its wake. “please?”

you smile at the thought of him beneath you, forehead damp with sweat and writhing at the feeling of him being inside of you. “okay.

you nod with a devilish intent, “you can’t move though.”

“never,” he mumbles, already sliding his underwear and sweats off, leaving harsh kisses on your skin as your actions mirror his own.

“hey,” he breathes hard as your hand grips the square of his jaw, voice firm. “I’m serious. no moving.”

he nods slow, captivated by you and the way you’re able to have him speechless in just a few words. he swallows hard as you line yourself up with him.

he’s been curious. oh so curious and the fact that you’re in charge makes him even harder. as you sink onto him, a shared moan fills the room as your bodies mesh as one.

you feel so good clenching around him, and he wants more, needs more, but he tries restrains himself as he hears you ask him a question about some mundane thing. his breathing becomes jagged, pressing his lips into a fine line as he focuses on your words.

after a few minutes, the conversation lulls, and you can feel him twitching inside you. you love when he’s like this: falling apart at the seams just for you. his eyes are glued shut with his eyebrows furrowed, and you appreciate he’s trying to be so patient and composed for you.

but he can’t help it anymore.

“fuck, baby. feel so good,” he moans into your chest as your lips press against his forehead. his nails dig into the skin of your hips, sure to leave marks tomorrow.

you hum at his comment, lightly pulling at his curls.

“y/nn,” he whines as he starts to grind his hips against yours. you smile at his neediness and loss of control.

“yeah, Lan?”

he really isn’t getting much help from you. with the way you’re dragging this out for your enjoyment? forget it.

he needs you now.

“baby do something. please,” he says, words almost embarrassed but not quite. he was squirming at the lack of movement, mind and body about to snap. all he wanted was to be good for you.

you tug on his curls causing his head to tilt back, “you promised me.”

another whine. “I know, baby. I know. I’m sorry, just- fuck. ride me for a little?” the words rush out of him, and he’s slightly disappointed in himself. he thought he could go longer, but his body betrayed him. “I’ve been so good.”

you almost lose control of yourself; his eyes now a deep brown, tears lining them as he begs and hopes for you to budge, but you don’t.

“what did I say when we started?”

his head spins with pleasure, your voice becoming muffled as you press soft kisses against his neck, with a mixed sound of a groan and whimper from his throat; he’s clearly having a rough time with this.

and you love it.

with still no answer, you start to lift your hips up,

“if you don’t want to answer me,”

he snaps back into reality. “no no no,” he mumbles, pushing your hips back down, scattering for the words said not too long ago. “you said, n-no m-moving.” his eyes return to yours, in need of approval.

“that’s right, Lan,”

your hips lift up and slam them back down on him, a loud groan escaping him.

“so stay still.”

[liccoris]

ichikaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa I haven't been using tumblr for a while, I have A LOT of arts I didnt post there

[carlossaint]

The thing about Oscar is that he’s a smart ass know-it-all. There’s a hundred Prema videos to prove it. Somebody says something dumb, a non-native English speaker describes a cookie somewhat badly and Oscar’s making all sorts of faces and correcting their mistakes and poking holes into their arguments like the smug bastard that he is.

But with Lando, he’s different. Lando says something dumb, mispronounces the name of a flower, reads off the cue card wrong and Oscar just laughs. Not a mocking laugh, not laughing AT him. But a softer, kinder laugh. One where he’s just genuinely amused.

And when he does correct him, it’s gentle. It’s not to make fun of him but to help Lando finish his train of thought, guide him to fully express whatever it is he’s trying to say, lead him to the right answer so that they can win the quiz together.

And if that’s not a sign of having the world’s biggest crush on someone then what is???

[justgivemethekeys]

so oscar once again used the same song as lando for his insta dump 🫩 are they soft launching or

[d1n6]

I don’t even what to call this

Starting point + hype moments and aura (with my 4 fav children) ?