You and Lando have been together for years, yet he still hasn’t proposed! Everyone (including you) is wondering when he’s finally going to do it. pairing. Lando Norris x girlfriend! fem! reader. warnings. established relationship, humor, fluff. inspired by/title from where is my husband! by Raye.
lando
lando quick stop w my girl before the big finale
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yourusername love you baby ❤️ by author
user1 ugh so cute
user2 may this love find me
user3 favorite couple
maxfewtrell what a jumpscare on the last slide
⤷ lando stfu man
user4 omg lando just propose already
pietrapilao cuties
y/n and alex’s private messages
yourusername
yourusername seven years and counting ❤️ i love you endlessly, @lando
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lando love you more sweetheart ❤️ by author
user5 she wants that ring soo bad
⤷ user6 can you blame her
user7 LANDO PUT A ROCK ON YOUR GIRL’S HAND PLSS ❤️ by author
⤷ user8 not her liking this😭 iconic
⤷ user9 @lando
alexandrasaintmleux 💍 when? ❤️ by author
⤷ charlesleclerc @lando be like me
user10 my parents fr
lando and max fewtrell’s private messages
y/n and lando’s private messages
lando
lando WORLD CHAMPP BABYYY
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yourusername YOU DID IT BABY I’M SO PROUD🥹🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻 ❤️ by author
user11 INSANE WORK
user12 UNBELIEVABLE DRIVE
mclaren our driver 🧡 ❤️ by author
oscarpiastri congratulations
user13 MY DRIVERRRR
maxfewtrell congrats mate 👏🏻 ❤️ by author
user14 LANDO NORR1S
keeganpalmer legend ❤️ by author
user15 well deserved
user16 soo where’s the ring🧐
user17 AND NOW THE RING LANDO
user18 engagement soon? Y/n is waitingg ❤️ by author
⤷ user19 OH? HE LIKED IT
⤷ user20 IT’S HAPPENING. EVERYBODY STAY CALM.
⤷ user21 I AM NOT CALM. LIKE AT ALL.
yourusername
yourusername worth the wait. i’ll wear your surname with pride. i love you.
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lando my wife guys ❤️ by author
⤷ yourusername took you long enough tho 🙄
user22 PARENTS ARE GETTING MARRIED
mclaren can we be maids of honor? 🧡 ❤️ by author
user23 THAT SHOULD BE MEEE
oscarpiastri congratulations, happy for you 👏🏻 ❤️ by author
⤷ user24 not oscar being more enthusiastic about engagement than lando’s wdc😭
⤷ user25 she took your man osc💔
⤷ user26 you and lily next pls
alexandrasaintmleux i told you babe!! congrats 💟💟 ❤️ by author
user27 it was rare i was there
user28 little lando norris is getting married omg
user29 THE CONCEPT OF THIS POST.
⤷ user30 “i’ll wear your surname with pride.” SOBBING.
lando
lando me (lando norris), my fiancée (y/n norris) and our child (trophy)
babs radio ! first smau !! so excited to share it with y’all, be kind to me world🥹 idk how often i’ll post on this acc, because writing is still my priority and this is to fill the void, hope u like it tho💟
in which a famous singer accidentally hard launches her boyfriend via her phone's lockscreen except she doesn't even know him and got his photo from pinterest.
pairing: lando norris x singer!reader
tags: smau, fluff, crack?
fc: inde navarrette
note: it's been a while since i've written so thanks a lot f1 from waking me from my tumblr hibernation...
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ynupdates in a latest vlog, yn's phone screen was briefly exposed, revealing what appeared to be a man's eyes as her lockscreen. fans are still unsure whether it was an accidental hard launch and, more importantly, whose eyes they belong to.
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ynfan1: yall damn well know thats her bf
⤷ ynfan2: NOOOOOOOOO
ynfan3: NOT HER HARD LAUNCHING ACCIDENTALLY????
⤷ ynfan1: we all know how nonchalant she is abt this stuff
ynfan4: THAT SHOULDVE BEEN MEEEEEE
ynfan5: ok but who is that and why does he have pretty eyes 🚬🚬🚬
user1: you guys hear me out... it looks like harry styles...
⤷ ynfan3: ISNT HE A BIT TOO OLD FOR HER?????
⤷ user2: and that isnt new with celebrities
⤷ user1: drag him
user3: it looks like hero fiennes? isn't he the leading man in that movie she sang the ost for?
⤷ ynfan6: stop speculating things!!!!!
⤷ user3: we're all here to speculate 🤓👍
f1fan1: ok now am i tripping or is that lando norris
⤷ f1fan2: RIGHT IVE BEEN LOOKING FOR THIS COMMENT
⤷ f1fan3: so im not being delusional right????
⤷ ynfan2: who now?
⤷ f1fan1: lando norris current f1 world champion
ynfan7: i think i’m more concerned that she’s using military time…
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clip: in yn's latest interview, she's asked about the 'mystery man' on her lockscreen. she throws her head back laughing before shaking her head and answering, "it's seriously just some guy i found on pinterest. it was just a really really picture of a dude with pretty eyes and i saved it."
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ynfan1: she's so weird 😭😭😭😭
ynfan2: can’t she be normal for once and just use one of the default wallpapers 😭
ynfan3: she dgaf that’s NOT her boyfriend
f1fan1: ok but im sure that’s lando norris though
⤷ f1fan2: pretty sure too, i think i saw that exact photo on pinterest LMAO
f1fan3: some drivers are in the likes HELPPPPP
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yn proof of my pinterest search… let me save pretty boy eyes photos on my phone in peace!
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ynfan1: baby cmon now 😭😭😭😭😭
ynfan2: NOT HER POSTING THE SCREENSHOT OF HER SEARCH HISTORY
⤷ ynfan3: AND THE ACTUAL PHOTO????
ynfan4: everyday i pray for her pr team’s mental stability
⤷ user1: i just know she’s an actual nightmare
⤷ ynfan4: ok ntm on my girl
f1fan1: THATS LITERALLY LANDO NORRIS
f1fan2: dont worry girl i also have lando as my lockscreen
f1fan3: do you even know who he is?
⤷ yn: race car guy
⤷ f1fan3: which one?
⤷ yn: … the fast one?
⤷ ynfan5: YN MY LOVE YOU DONT HAVE TO REPLY 😭😭😭
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ynfan1: oh baby 😭😭😭😭😭
ynfan2: this is so sarcastic i cant do this 😭
ynfan3: did your manager make you do this
manager: AT LEAST MAKE IT LOOK BELIEVABLE??????
hater1: oh wow no effort at all
lando: i can feel the sincerity, thank you
*would
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clip: in yn's latest interview, she's asked about the 'mystery man' on her lockscreen. she throws her head back laughing before shaking her head and answering, "it's seriously just some guy i found on pinterest. it was just a really really picture of a dude with pretty eyes and i saved it."
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f1fan3: some drivers are in the likes HELPPPPP
lando: here @/yn
⤷ ynfan1: UH HELLO?????
⤷ ynfan2: WHY IS HE TAGGING HER
⤷ f1fan1: NOT HIM TAGGING HER ARE THEY TALKING?
⤷ f1fan2: im crying why is he bumping a post from last week
⤷ ynfan3: I BET THEYRE TALKING RN
⤷ yn: this is ai generated content
⤷ yn: don't support this unlik e this
⤷ yn: SAVE WATER
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yn i wasn't wrong, he was the fast one
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ynfan1: NOW HOLD ON
ynfan2: hello??????
ynfan3: HOW COME WE DIDNT GET ANY UPDATES ON THIS
⤷ ynupdates: GIRL IM AS SURPRISED AS YOU ARE
f1fan1: the first time she watches, lando gets his first win of the season
⤷ f1fan2: LANDO DONT FUMBLE
⤷ ynfan4: they're probably just friends don't speculate????
⤷ f1fan2: LANDO DONT FUMBLE !!!!!!
mclarenf1: looking forward to seeing you again in our garage!
⤷ yn: awww that's too sweet!
ynfan5: did you enjoy, @/yn?
⤷ yn: i did actually!
f1fan3: thank you for blessing us with that lando pic......
⤷ f1fan4: no fr he looks so yummy ❤︎ liked by creator
⤷ ynfan6: SHE LIKED THAT?????
lando: you should come watch often
⤷ yn: ?
⤷ lando: i like winning
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lando HUNGARY BABY P1 BABYYYYY
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f1fan1: oh wow he just hard launched her
⤷ ynfan1: she posted him too its natural????
⤷ f1fan2: trust me i know this man, he hasn't posted anyone else on his dump since his ex
f1fan3: lando and his lucky charm? ❤︎ liked by creator
f1fan4: she's so pretty actually
⤷ ynfan2: SHE IS PERIOD
mclarenf1: when are we seeing our girl again?
⤷ lando: your girl?
⤷ maxfewtrell: mate...
yn: HUNGARY BABY P1 BABYYYYY
⤷ f1fan5: she matches his energy!!!!
⤷ lando: YES BABYYYYY
⤷ yn: NICE ONE BABYYYYYY
⤷ lando: THANK YOU BABYYYYY
⤷ ynfan3: ok r they flirting now??
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ynupdates yn is spotted with f1 and mclaren driver lando norris in monaco kissing after walking out of a restaurant. it's been 3 weeks since yn started coming to f1 races as lando's vip guest but was never seen with him outside of the paddock until now.
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f1fan1: i mean are we surpised?
⤷ ynfan1: she's literally been in every race since hungary
f1fan2: i'm giving it 3 months
⤷ ynfan2: i hope you also give yourself some time to touch grass
ynfan3: quick guys pretend to be surprised!
f1fan3: it was only a matter of time
lando posted a photo!
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lando i mean its only fair
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f1fan1: HARD LAUNCH
ynfan1: you know what... i approve that photo
⤷ lando: thank you
⤷ ynfan1: take care of my girl! ❤︎ liked by creator
f1fan2: NOOOO IT SHOULDVE BEEN ME
⤷ ynfan2: who are you again
f1fan3: bro looks so happy
maxfewtrell: whipped
⤷ lando: mate, have you seen my girl?
⤷ ynfan3: CORRECT ANSWER
⤷ ynfan4: good job yn, i approve of him ❤︎ liked by creator
yn: good photo
⤷ lando: that's my girlfriend :))))))))))
⤷ f1fan4: simp
⤷ ynfan5: if i was dating yn i'd be adding :)))))))))) to all my texts too
lando norris x reader x max fewtrell₊⊹ smau + written
your two best friends find out your ex boyfriend wasn't taking care of your needs and decide to show you how you should be treated.
note: hope this makes up for what i did to max in my last fic 😅 this was a request, thank you to the anon who sent it in <3 please let me know what you guys think, hope you enjoy~~
word count: 6.6k warnings :smut (18+ mdni), oral (f & m receiving), double penetration, alcohol consumption, unprotected sex, light cumplay, swearing
fc: nailea devora
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maxfewtrell: catching up 🐶🧢
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yourusername: you’re banned from taking photos of me
⤷yourusername: i’m going to block you dude
⤷yourusername: REPORTED
yourusername: all that food is for THEM btw they made me carry everything chivalry is DEADDDDD
⤷maxfewtrell: You slapped my hand away every time I tried to take some popcorn?
⤷yourusername: didn’t happen not true
⤷lando: I saw it with my own two eyes
⤷yourusername: TRAITOR
user: crying at yn having a meltdown over this photo like max and lando both haven’t posted worse of her 😭😭
⤷yourusername: its-its opinions based
⤷user: girl shut up omg
lando: Think the hat looked good on me?
⤷yourusername: it didnt
⤷maxfewtrell: No
⤷user: not at all
⤷user: try again
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yourusername: nuffin like hittin the beer garden with me girls on a tuesday afternoon
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user: i’m sorry calling these two your girls after posting a pic where they look like the two biggest fuck boys is taking me OUT
lando: CHUG CHUG CHUG
⤷yourusername: he wants me to die
maxfewtrell: @.lando We look hot here
⤷yourusername: what about me
⤷maxfewtrell: Eh
⤷yourusername: lock your bedroom door tonight
⤷maxfewtrell: WTF???
user: doesnt she have a bf? why is she going out with them
⤷user: They are literally friends and max is yn’s roommate man what are you on about
⤷user: i just think its weird!
⤷user: YOURE weird
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lando: U GOT PIZZA WIOTHOUT MEEEE???
↳yourusername: you were a little busy mate
↳lando: This is osoo fucked up
user: rio looks traumatized
↳yourusername: being around max is a traumatizing experience
maxfewtrell: That pizza was shite
↳yourusername: it really was i have to stop trusting u to pick places to eat
↳maxfewtrell: You cannot seriously be blaming ME we were both drunk
↳yourusername: excuses excuses
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yourusername: I WILL CRASH THIS CAR SO HELP ME GOD
↳maxfewtrell: Hello 999 I’m being threatened
lando: Pls get here faster this girl i’m with is trying to get me to meet her mum
↳maxfewtrell: Thought you liked older women?
↳lando: FUCK OFF
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yourusername: the fucking nerve of you to tag me when u cropped me out of the photo
↳lando: No free promo
↳yourusername: u and max enjoy your date i’m leaving
↳lando: We will 😁
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lando: nice little break. back 2 it this weekend 👍
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user: my favorite thing is lando going to visit max and yn whenever he has off time 😭
⤷user: they’re best friends your honor
yourusername: you always post the most fucked pics of me asshole
⤷lando: Thats just how you always look
⤷maxfewtrell: BURN
⤷yourusername: shut up max
⤷lando: Yeah shut up max
⤷maxfewtrell: Well fuck me then!
user: absolutely obsessed with this trio
yourusername: second pic is my actual reaction to lando trying to cook for us
⤷maxfewtrell: I genuinely think it should be considered an act of bioterrorism
⤷lando: I get no respect in this friendship
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lando: DONT TELL PEOPLE THAT
↳lando: MY AURAAAA
↳yourusername: man what aura?
↳lando: You know what aura
↳lando: Ive seen you like a thirst edit of me you know what im talking about
↳yourusername: THAT WAS ONE TIME
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lando: If max is rio’s dad does that make you mommy 😛
↳yourusername: ICKKKKK
maxfewtrell: MY BOY 🥹
↳yourusername: hes a future golf pro🏌️♀️⛳
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yourusername: apparently i’m boring and a year together is meaningless LOL 🤣🤣🤣
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user: aw yn :(((
user: whatever happened i know it wasnt ur fault
user: that man wasn’t worth your time anyway girl
ciscanorris1: Here if you need a shoulder to cry on, love you ❤️
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maxfewtrell: Boring how?? Hes fucking blind mate
⤷yourusername: i’m probably a little boring
⤷maxfewtrell: You’re not.
user: YOURE TOO HOT TO CRY OVER A MAN
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user: he was mid anyway
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lando: His fucking loss
lilymhe: should we kill him
⤷lando: Yes
⤷maxfewtrell: Yes
⤷user: Yes
⤷user: Yes
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you’re laying face down on the living room floor of lando’s london apartment when you hear someone unlocking the front door. lando walks into his apartment, calling out to you but you don’t move from your spot on the fluffy white carpet beneath you.
“honey i’m home.” he laughs at himself, placing the bags of takeout in his hands onto the kitchen counter. not hearing a response from you, he walks into the living room and studies your prone position. “um…”
“ughhh.” you groan into the carpet, the soft fibers blocking muffling your sounds. “leave me here to die.”
“alright, do you want any pasta before you go though?” lando stands in front of you, looking down at you on the floor and giving your side a little kick. you’re sure you look pathetic. “i got carbonara.”
“did you get breadsticks?” your face is still smothered into the rug so your words are garbled and hard to understand.
“mate, what? will you just get up, please?” lando bends down and slips his arms underneath your own, lifting your limp body off of the floor, holding you up in front of him like you’re a cat who doesn’t want to be held. “up you go.”
he helps you stand and you look at him, surely as sad and pathetic as you feel. now standing face to face, lando realizes that you’d been crying, your makeup smudged on your face. you look at where you were face down on the carpet and see that you’d transferred your mascara onto the white carpet.
“sorry about your rug.” you pout at lando, trying not to start crying again. god, can you do anything right?
“i don’t give a fuck about the rug. it’s a rug.” he holds your face in his hands, looking at the tears in your eyes. “what happened, ynnie?”
his question draws forth more tears, reminding you of what has you so upset in the first place. you lean forward, resting your head on lando’s shoulder and wrap your arms around his waist, hugging him to you. he returns the hug, holding you close and rocking your bodies, trying to calm you.
“i got broken up with.” you manage to get the words out, your voice thick with tears. you can tell you’re soiling lando’s surely ludicrously expensive t-shirt from your weeping, but you can’t find it in you to care.
“shit, really?” lando pulls back from your hug, holding you out in front of him again and looking you in the eye. “i can get someone to go beat him up, i bet rich would do it.”
you laugh at his suggestion, knowing he’s trying his best to make you feel better about what happened. you wipe your eyes, further smudging your already ruined makeup. “he’s not worth the effort.”
“you’re right.” he agrees with your words, giving you another tight hug. “and he’s not worth your tears, either. go wash your face in my bathroom and i’ll get dinner ready, okay?”
you nod at his words and he lets you go, heading to the kitchen and opening the bags of takeout. you make your way to his bathroom and clean yourself up, using lando’s overly expensive facewash and moisturizer. you slip into his room, snatching up a hoodie that’s laying on his dresser and putting it on, basking in the comfort of the soft fabric and lando’s comforting scent.
you walk back into the living room to see lando setting two bowls of pasta onto the coffee table and take a seat on the couch, pulling your legs up onto the seat with you. “breadsticks?”
“yes, you muppet, i got breadsticks.” he hands you one of the bowls, before grabbing his own and sitting down next to you. “do you want to watch something?”
you give a noncommittal shrug, not wanting to make a decision. you’ve been friends long enough that lando understands the meaning behind your response and he turns on some random reality tv slop for background noise. you’re both quiet as you eat, you trying not to cry into your pasta, and lando thinking about what he can do in retaliation to the man that broke your heart.
a little bit later, you’re munching on a breadstick, head completely empty, when you hear someone fumbling at the front door. you and lando both turn to look when it opens, max walking through the door with a bottle of grey goose in one hand, patrón in the other.
“i heard we’re mourning a relationship.” max raises the two bottles, grinning at the two of you. “i brought alcohol!”
you turn to look at lando, squinting at the man. he gives you a sheepish smile, shrugging at you. “i texted him, told him what happened.”
“didn’t you have a girl over?” you turn back to max, watching as he toes off his shoes and heads to join you and lando in the living room. “you didn’t have to come, max. i’m fine.”
“i sent her home before bob even texted me, she was crazy.” he sets the alcohol onto the table and flops down onto the couch next to you, snatching the half eaten breadstick out of your hand and shoving it into his mouth. “how you feeling?”
you sigh, thinking about his question. you’re still upset of course, but you know the relationship was doomed for a while. it hurts to know the last year was a waste, spending all that time with someone who couldn’t care less.
“i’m okay.” you reassure the two men when they both give you a sceptical look at your response. “really, guys. i’m better off without him.”
“that’s true. couldn’t stand that bloke, to be honest.” max throws an arm around your shoulder, giving you a half hug. “you deserve better, yn.”
“he’s right.” lando scoots closer to you on the couch, grabbing one of your hands and leaning his head on your shoulder. “you were out of his league.”
“thanks guys.” you squeeze lando’s hand and smile at your friends, happy to have them here supporting you. “now, should we drink?”
“hell yes.” max removes his arm from your shoulder, getting off the couch and heading into lando’s kitchen to grab some glasses. “are we taking shots?”
you and lando both cheer in agreement to max’s question. he walks back into the room holding 3 shot glasses and two cans of lando norris branded monster, setting them onto the coffee table.
“oh god, not the battery acid.” you groan at the sight of that toxic, greenish, yellow can. “there’s not anything else we can use as a chaser?”
“you think he has anything else but this in his fridge? you know he survives on quinoa and kinder when john isn’t meal prepping for him.” max cracks open the bottle of tequila, pouring three shots and handing a glass to you and lando.
“i resent that, mate.” lando glares at max’s words, holding the shot glass up to his nose and recoiling when he sniffs the tequila. “i cook sometimes.”
“sure you do, mate. sure you do.” max raises his glass and the two of you follow suit. “cheers?”
“cheers!” the three of you clink your shot glasses together, tapping them onto the table, and swallowing the drink. the tequila burns as it slides down your throat and you cough at the foul taste. max quickly passes you one of the cans of monster, laughing at the disgusted look on your face.
“what, can’t handle a little tequila?” he playfully teases you, grinning. you glare at the man, sticking your tongue out at him. he pours another three shots and you all take them swiftly, you’re already starting to feel warm from the alcohol flowing through your veins.
lando gets up off the couch, heading over to the speaker in the corner of the room and turning on some light music. max takes lando’s seat, leaning back next to you and throwing his arm over the back of the couch. he watches over your shoulder as you scroll on your phone, laughing at the stupid meme you added to your instagram post.
time passes as the three of you continue drinking, growing more and more drunk. at some point you migrated from sitting between the two men to laying on top of them, your head resting on max’s lap and your legs over lando’s.
max and lando are playfully arguing about their golf scores, not an uncommon argument between the two. you ignore them, thinking about your ex and going over all of the things that went wrong. you realize that you were blinded to all his red flags after a year together and you’ve come to terms with the fact that you are better off without that man in your life, weighing you down.
“hey, question.” you interrupt the men’s conversation, looking up at max while lando rubs your bare calves. “you guys don’t think i’m boring do you?”
“where is this coming from?” lando pauses his rubbing of your legs, looking down at you with a perplexed look on his face. “who told you that?”
“you’re definitely not boring, ynnie.” max pats your head, resting his hand in your hair. “did that asshole say that to you?”
“yeah, said he was bored for a while and that the only good thing was the sex.” you groan, thinking about his words. “the sex wasn’t even good, i don’t think i came once.”
the alcohol has lowered your inhibitions and you don’t think too much about what you’re saying. while you, lando, and max have been friends for ages and most topics of conversation aren’t off limits, you usually avoid talking about your sex life with the two men. though that doesn’t stop them from regaling you with their exploits with different women from time to time.
“no way.” lando is clearly shocked at your words, not believing them. “you were together a year and he didn’t make you come? seriously?”
you nod at his question, reaching over to take another sip of your drink. “never.”
“wait so, no one has ever made you come, then?” max questions, looking at you intently. “because you were a virgin when you got together, right?”
your jaw drops at his question and you smack his chest. “that was a secret, max! i told you that in confidence.”
“shit, sorry ynnie.” the drinking has max not thinking clearly, the man surely not meaning to reveal your secret. “still, though. it’s true right?”
“i mean, i’ve gotten myself off a few times i guess.” you decide to entertain this conversation, rather than be embarrassed by it. these are your two closest friends, there’s no reason to be ashamed. “it’s not the same though, right? but i guess i wouldn’t know.”
its quiet for a few seconds and you notice max and lando sharing a look above your head. you squint at the two men, trying to figure out what they’re communicating to each other with their eyes. “what is it?”
“well,” lando pauses, thinking over his words. “we could show you what it’s like?”
“whaa-” you look at lando, confused, not sure what he’s trying to say. max picks up on your confusion, taking pity on you and explaining further.
“like, we could make you come, yn.” max’s hand in your hair tightens a bit, tilting your head to look up at him. “show you how it feels when a man knows what he’s doing.”
you take in max’s words, their offer. you can feel your cheeks getting warm, not sure if it’s from the alcohol or from the thought of their suggestion. probably a mix of both. you think it over, looking between max and lando, noticing that both of their eyes are heated, staring intently at you and waiting for your answer.
“um..” you feel shy under their dual gaze, face flushing even more. “isn’t it weird?”
“doesn’t have to be.” lando’s hands grip your calves tighter, pulling them and stretching you out more between him and max. “what’s a little experimenting between friends?”
his hands rest on your thighs now, giving the flesh a gentle pat. you blink, looking back and forth between max and lando a few times, trying to wrap your foggy mind around their offer. you won’t lie and say you’d never thought about it before. max and lando have definitely been in this position with some random girls in the past, so you know this isn’t something new for them. you find the idea a little hot, your two best friends worshipping you, showing you how a girl should be treated by their partner. it helps that both men are extremely attractive and you’re reminded of your long suppressed feelings for the two of them. you’re thinking it over a bit too long and they take your silence as a rejection of their offer.
“you don’t have to say yes, yn.” max looks down at you and smiles. “we can just forget about it, okay?”
“no, wait-” you stop him, finally making a decision. “i, um. yes, i mean- i want to know what it’s like. want you guys to show me.”
you’re blushing hard, fidgeting with your hands in your lap, and avoiding eye contact with the two men. they share a look and lando pats your leg, signalling for you to stand up. you do as he asks and they stand up after you. lando grabs your hand, pulling you to his bedroom, max right behind you.
lando takes a seat on his bed, still gripping your hand, he pulls you to stand between his legs. he looks up at you and you blush at the heat in his gaze. so distracted by your staring contest with lando, you startle when max comes up behind you, placing one hand on your hip and using the other to pull your hair to the side, resting his head on your shoulder.
“it’s just me, yn.” max reassures you, leaving a gentle kiss on your neck. “relax.”
the hand max has on your hip slips under the hoodie you have on, his hand warm through the thin fabric of your t-shirt. lando watches as the other man begins to pull up the hoodie and shirt, not looking away as more and more of your skin is exposed to him.
“take this off for us, yeah?” you nod and max helps you remove your tops, gently setting them on the foot of the bed once they’re off. you’re not wearing a bra, so your fully bare in front of the two men. lando’s eyes are transfixed on your tits, staring as your nipples stiffen in the cool air of the room.
“look at these tits,” max slides his hands up your waist, cupping your breasts. “so fucking pretty, huh?”
“yeah,” lando answers max’s question, pulling you closer to him with his hands on your waist, pushing away one of max’s hands and taking one of your tits into his mouth.
you moan at the feeling of his mouth around you, leaning back into max behind you. the other man starts kissing and nipping at your neck, pinching your nipple between his fingers. you’re already feeling overwhelmed by both men surrounding you, you don’t know how you’ll make it through the night.
lando takes his mouth off you, resting his head on your chest and looking up at you, eyes wide.
“you gonna let me eat you out, baby?” he looks at you like you’d break his heart by saying no.
“oh, um..” you try to think of how to answer lando’s question, this is all new to you. your ex certainly wasn’t the giver in the relationship.
“that dickhead never ate you out?” max picks up on your hesitation, knowing you well enough to know why you’re reluctant to answer. “has anyone ever?”
“no…” you feel yourself blushing, you know the redness has spread from your cheeks down your neck and chest. “never.”
“fuck.” lando groans at your words, pulling you to straddle his lap. “please, please let me do it, yn.”
you look down at him from your new position, the look in his eyes pleading. you can’t say no to him when he looks like this, he’s one step away from getting on his knees to beg. you wouldn’t put it past the man, honestly.
“yeah, okay.” you run a hand through lando’s curls, tilting his head back and giving him a nervous smile. “go easy on me, though. alright?”
“no promises.” he smiles up at you, eyes crinkling.
you jolt at the feeling of max behind you, his bare chest pressing against your back. at some point he’d removed his shirt and now his warm skin touches your own heated flesh. the man goes back to kissing your neck, sucking and biting, leaving marks that are sure to be bruises come tomorrow.
lando somehow pulls you even closer, his nose brushing against yours. he holds your gaze for a moment before closing his eyes and moving in to finally place his lips on yours. you melt into the kiss, at the feeling of his soft lips on your own. lando licks into your mouth, tongue brushing against yours. he bites your lip as he breaks away, going back in to place another chaste kiss on your lips.
“i can’t wait anymore.” lando tightens his grip on you, scooting back on the bed, pulling you away from max. “gotta get my mouth on you.”
max moves to sit at the head of the bed, leaning back against the wall. he spreads his legs and pats his thighs. “c’mere baby.”
you follow his instructions and go to sit between max’s legs, your back to his front again. he wraps his arms around your waist, tilting your face to look at him and going in for a kiss. you reach a hand up to rest a hand on max’s jaw, kissing him deeper. while the two of you are distracted, lando kneels on the bed between your legs. he pulls his shirt up over his body before leaning down and slipping his fingers into the waistband of your panties, swiftly pulling them down. he spreads your legs wider hooking your legs over max’s knees, the other man holding you open for lando.
“fuck, look at you.” he groans at the sight of your pussy spread out before him, licking his lips in anticipation. lando takes one of his thick fingers, running it through your wet folds. you break away from kissing max, moaning at the feeling of lando’s hands on you. it’s been so long since anyone touched you down there besides yourself, you can’t even remember the last time. “can’t believe i’m the first person to get to do this. luckiest man on earth.”
he dips a finger into you, quickly slipping in another when he feels how wet you are. he fingers your pussy, scissoring his fingers inside you to stretch you out. max pets your head, watching as lando finally places his mouth on you, licking a stripe up your folds and groaning at the taste of you on his mouth. you throw your head back at the feeling of lando’s mouth on you, his tongue licking between your folds and his lips sucking on your clit. his fingers piston in and out of your hole as he eats you out, brushing against that place inside you that no one has before. you cry out at the sensation, trying to slam your legs closed, but max is stronger than you, his legs continuing to hold you open for lando. one of his hands goes to your neck, not choking you, but placing gentle pressure there, while his other hand goes back to your tits.
lando is lost between your legs, devouring your pussy like it’s his last meal. you start to tense beneath him, a feeling coming over you that you’d only experienced a handful of times and only by your own hands, not anyone else. you’re overwhelmed at the feeling, trying to pull away from lando, reaching a hand down into his hair in an attempt to yank his head away from where you’re most sensitive. lando is too strong and focused on eating you, trying to make you come. max grabs your wrists in his hands, holding them against your chest and forcing you to sit still.
“don’t move, baby.” he kisses the side of your face, watching lando eat you out, the other man’s eyes closed, his mind only focused on the taste of you on his tongue. “be a good girl and cum on his face.”
lando moans into your pussy at max’s words, diving in deeper. he finally removes his mouth from you, leaning up on his elbows and looking at you as he continues fingering you, feeling you get tighter around his thick fingers. he gathers saliva in his mouth and spits onto your clit, using his other hand to rub circles into the sensitive bud. you’re starting to peak, feeling something inside you about to snap. lando can tell you’re getting close and speeds up his fingers, leaning back down to suck on your clit. he stiffens his tongue, alternating licking and sucking on your clit. tears start to well up in your eyes at the stimulation and you shake your head, trying and failing to close your legs around his head.
“i can’t, i can’t,” you’re so overwhelmed by the feeling, it’s never been like this when you got yourself off and it certainly never felt like this when your ex fucked you. “please, lando. i can’t do it.”
“you can, baby. relax.” max reassures you, placing more kisses on the side of your face, still holding your wrists to your chest. “let go, yn.”
at his words, you do as he says, feeling a wave of pleasure overcome you. your heart is beating out of your chest, blood rushing in your ears. lando slurps up your wetness as it gushes out of you. your eyes are half closed as you look at the man in front of you, noticing that lando is grinding into the bed underneath him, getting himself off while eating you out.
max finally releases your wrists and lets you close your legs, the limbs shaking with tremors from your orgasm. lando sits up from between your legs, using a corner of the blanket to wipe off his face. there’s a wet spot on his grey sweatpants and you can see how hard he is beneath the fabric. you can tell max is rock hard too, his cock pressing into you from behind. his hips twitch up when you rub against him while trying to sit up in the bed and he groans. lando moves up the bed, getting closer to you and max.
“how’s she taste, mate?” max’s eyes are hooded as he looks at lando.
“see for yourself.” the other man leans in and you think he’s going to kiss you but he places his lips on max’s instead. you watch as they kiss each other, feeling yourself blushing at the sight. max can taste your juices on lando’s tongue and shoves a hand in the man’s hair, kissing him deeper. when they finally pull away from each other, they both look dazed, a string of spit still connecting them as they catch their breath from the kiss. “fucking hell. yn, baby. promise you’ll let me eat that pretty pussy next time, yeah?”
“next time?” you try not to sound too eager, but you’d expected this would be a one time thing. a drunk escapade between friends that you’d laugh off in the future.
“if you think we’re going back to normal after this, you’re sorely mistaken, love.” lando turns to you, grabbing your face in his big hand, swiping a thumb across your cheek. “now that we’ve got you, we’re not letting you go.”
“yeah?”
“yes, you silly girl.” max brushes away a strand of hair that’s stuck to your face from sweat. “clearly, no other men can be trusted to treat you the way you deserve.”
“you okay with that, yn?” lando stares at you intently, his grip on your face not letting you look away. “you’ll be our girl, yeah?”
“ ‘kay,” you agree with lando’s words, leaning your head into his hand. you feel dazed but you’re mostly sober now, the alcohol having lost most of it’s effects over time. “ ‘m all yours.”
“good girl.” lando pats your cheek before releasing your face. “now, which one of us do you want to fuck you first, baby?”
“oh, ummm-” you struggle to answer the question, not wanting to make a decision and upset one of them by choosing the other. “you decide. but, um, can i suck one of you off?”
you ask this question shyly, your face burning. both men coo at you, causing you to blush even more. lando rubs a hand up and down your back while max leans in to give you a sweet kiss.
“how about i fuck you and you repay lando by sucking his cock, hm?” max gives you another quick kiss, waiting for you to answer his question. you nod eagerly, wanting to get both of them inside of you. “you’d like that?”
“yes, please max. i want it so bad.” you pout at him, widening your eyes. your pleading has both men groaning, quickly moving to give you what you want.
lando switches spots with max, leaning against the wall at the head of the bed. max manhandles you, turning you around to face lando. he pulls at your legs, forcing you to lay down. lando’s cock is hard in his sweatpants inches from your face. he lifts his hips as you grab at his waistband, helping you pull off his pants. he’s bare underneath and his cock springs free, slapping against his stomach. you try not to drool at the sight of his pretty cock, the head leaking precum, red and throbbing.
max leans over to the nightstand next to the bed, reaching into the drawer and fumbling around for a few seconds before finding what he was looking for and sitting back behind you. lando pulls your hair into a loose ponytail behind your head, getting it out of your face.
“open wide, pretty girl.” with his free hand, he grabs his cock waiting for you to open your mouth for him. once you do, he feeds his cock into your mouth, groaning at the heat of your mouth. you moan at the taste of him on your tongue, opening your throat wide so you can fit all of him.
behind you, max spreads your legs wider, slotting himself between them. he grabs a pillow from somewhere on the bed and places it beneath you. you can hear him pop open the cap on the bottle of lube he’d taken out of lando’s drawer, and jolt at the ice cold feeling as max drips it onto your pussy and slicks up his cock. he tosses the bottle across the bed, giving his shaft a few strokes. he slides his cock between your folds and you moan loudly, the mix of hot and cold has you flinching.
when the tip of max’s cock catches against your hole, you moan around lando’s cock, body tensing in anticipation at the incoming intrusion. lando uses his hands on your hair to guide you up and down his cock, groaning as you drool around him. you manage to deep throat him and he holds your head against his pelvis when max finally enters you, your walls stretching around him. he’s much bigger than lando’s fingers, and even though lando had stretched you a bit while he ate you out, the fit is still snug.
“shit, you’re so tight.” max groans, running a hand down your back and grabbing one of your ass cheeks, spreading you open and watching while he pulls almost fully out of you. “the way she’s gripping me, mate. fucking hell.”
lando isn’t listening to max, his focus on your mouth around his cock. he releases your head, letting you up to breathe and moans when he sees your face, cheeks flushed, tears in your eyes, and spit smudged on your cheeks. you gulp down a few mouthfuls of air and look up at lando, licking up his shaft and suckling his tip.
“god, yn. you’re so perfect.” lando holds your cheek again, looking at you with what you think is love in his eyes. “you deserved so much better than him.”
“i know,” you agree with him, using one of your hands to stroke him, kissing the tip of his cock and tonguing under his glans. “now i have you two.”
“you’ve always had us, baby.” max speaks up from behind you, giving your ass a sharp smack. “just couldn’t see what was right in front of you.”
you moan at the bite of pain from the spank and take lando back into your mouth. max grinds his cock into your pussy, reaching a hand down to rub at your clit. you feel all thoughts leave your head as max begins pounding in and out of you and lando guides your head up and down his cock. all you can think about is the pleasure you feel, lando and max, max and lando. your moans and their groans mix together in a symphony of noise, the wet sounds of you sucking lando’s cock and skin slapping together as max fucks you from behind. it’s impossible to focus on one sensation, it all mixes together into a hurricane of pleasure that overwhelms you.
you feel lando tense beneath you, his balls tightening and signaling that he’s close to coming. he pulls your head off of his cock, stopping you. you whine at him, upset that he won’t let you keep going. you want to taste him, want his cum in your mouth, so badly.
“ ‘m sorry baby. wanna come inside you.” lando wipes the tears you didn’t notice dripping down your face. “you’ll let me fill you up won’t you?”
you nod at his question, feeling yourself get wetter at the thought. max can feel you clenching around his cock at lando’s question and laughs.
“i think she likes that idea, mate.” max pulls you up from where you lay in the bed on your knees, holding you up against his chest, your front facing lando. “gonna let us both fill you up at the same time?”
“please!” you clench around him again, needing both of them inside you. “please, please, please.”
max lifts you off of his cock and passes you to lando who turns you around, your back pressed against his chest. he slips into you easily, your pussy fully stretched out from max. he moans as your wet heat wraps around him, holding you close and tucking his face into your neck.
“fuck, you were right max. so fucking tight.”
max fits himself between you and lando’s legs, pushing the two of you to lay back on the bed. he grabs the bottle of lube again and squirts the liquid onto his cock, slicking it up further so that he doesn’t cause you any pain. lando grabs your face, kissing you to distract you from max, making sure that you’re relaxed enough to fit both of their cocks.
max grips his cock and begins to push it into your already filled hole, groaning at the tight fit. you flinch at the feeling, not sure you’ll be able to fit them both. they both coo at you, telling you to relax and you try to listen. it hurts only a little when max pushes fully into you, his fat cock squeezing in next to lando’s. the men give you time to adjust to their size, the weight of them filling you up.
“you ready, baby?” lando kisses your neck, waiting for your approval. when you nod your head, both men start moving inside you. they alternate their thrusts, never giving you a chance to breathe. you’ve never been this full, the slight pain from the stretch feeling better than anything you’ve felt before.
lando slips a hand down to your clit, rubbing tight circles. you clench tighter around their cocks, feeling yourself getting close. lando is right behind you, his thrusts speeding up as he approaches that cliff. he cock hits that spot inside you, causing your entire body to tense up. he and max both moan at the feeling of your walls gripping them tight. lando comes first, his cock twitching as he releases his cum inside you. the feeling of his seed filling you up has you coming next, pussy clenching around both men, milking lando’s cum from his spent cock. he groans at the overstimulation, slipping out of you and tossing his head back onto the bed beneath him, breathing heavy. max, yet to reach his peak, continues thrusting in and out of you, lando’s cum mixed with your wetness making the slide of his cock inside of you even smoother. he reaches a hand down to your clit, rubbing it. you whine at the feeling, trying to shove his hand away but lando stops you, wrapping his arms around you, pressing your arms to your sides. max pounds his cock into you, grinding lando’s cum deeper inside.
“c’mon baby, you can give me one more, right?” max asks, but you know it’s not a question. you shake your head, feeling overstimulated but that doesn’t stop him from rubbing your clit and continuing to fuck you. you didn’t think it was possible, but you feel yourself about to come again, your core tightening, walls clenching around max’s cock. he groans, thrusts speeding up, pounding into you hard. you let go again, feeling your wetness gush out of you around max’s cock and the man moans loudly, his thrusts getting sloppy. he pushes into you one last time, groaning as he comes, cock flooding your womb with his cum, mixing with lando’s. he pulls out of you and he and lando both watch as the mix of fluid leaks out of your abused hole. max slips a hand between your legs, spreading the cum and pushing it back into you.
you cry out and manage to pull your arms free from lando pushing max away, feeling overstimulated. you glare at him playfully, tears in your eyes and he laughs, leaning forward to press a kiss to your forehead.
“sorry, baby. couldn’t help myself.” he gets off of you, flopping back onto the bed next to you and lando, throwing an arm over his head and catching his breath. “that was fucking mint.”
“yeah.” lando agrees with his friend, lifting you off of him and placing you on the bed between him and max. “how do you feel, ynnie?”
“i didn’t know it could feel like that.” you stare up at the ceiling above you, flinching when you feel a glob of cum gush out of you. “i need a shower immediately.”
“wait, let me eat you out again, i’ll clean you up.” lando swiftly rolls on top of you, trying to place his mouth on you again. you shove him away, groaning and locking your legs closed. “pleeease?”
“no, lando. i will literally die.” you kick him away from you, closing your eyes to hide from his pleading gaze. “next time, okay?”
ⓘ we laugh all day like dumber and dumber › you and Lando are the cool kids of the paddock, leaving everyone wondering if you’re dating or just really good friends.
feat. lando norris x fem!reader ⨾ established relationship, secret relationship, fan culture, fluff, smau ( no face claim ) ノ 𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞
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user3: who’s this girl and why is she with lando??
user4: is this one of lando’s flings?? 😭
user5: not y’all discovering her now 😭 she’s been around forever user6: that’s literally his best friend guysss calm down
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user8: the matching outfits???
user9: right??! “just friends” kiss my ass
user10: so are we still pretending they’re just friends or…
user11: i’m so confused are they dating or 😭😭?
user12: oh honey you must be new here cuz there’s whole lore to this user13: they’re claiming to be friends for yearssss but nobody really believes it so😭
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user16: ok girlfriend user17: everyone say thank you y/n for fueling the rumors user18: friends can congratulate btw
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user21: AHA?? user22: the heart is doing a lot of work here
user23: we love icon in paddock
user24: guys I’m starting to think “just friends” is a lie
user25: it was probably lie all alongg user26: lmao imagine they’re dating the whole time
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user27: dreamy
user28: 😍😍😍
user29: hold on where is everyone else 😭
user30: frr usually there are like 10 people in these trips
user31: not them going to ibiza alone this time 👀
user32: it’s giving COUPLE vacation
charles_leclerc: finally a peaceful holiday without you two annoying everyone ❤️
maxfewtrell: can confirm, it was quieter without them user33: LMAOOOOO
user34: “favorite place ever” girl we know why 😭
user35: right right friendly vacation
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user36: bro got replaced 😭
user37: oh we’re using “best person” now
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user38: soo in love
user39: best place with the best person is INSANE work
user40: if they’re best friends then I’ve been doing friendship wrong
user41: at this point just announce it 😭
liked by lando, oscarpiastri and 692,678 others ynln surprise, surprise! almost two years with my love 🤍 please everyone act surprised!
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user42: TWO YEARS? STOP I EXPECTED, LIKE, 6 MONTHS??
user43: the biggest plot twist is that they managed to keep it secret for almost two years
user44: lmao fr lando especially
user45: shocking news to all of us
carlossainz55: Congratulations! (I’ve known since year one) liked by creator
user46: they really gaslit the internet for two years 😭
user47: “please everyone act surprised” might be the funniest relationship announcement I’ve ever seen
user48: literally funniest f1 couple aot user49: they’re perfect for each other tbh
heyy darling, I heard this song 👉🏼👉🏼worst behavior - kwn, kehlani 👈🏼👈🏼 and my mind just went “secret, toxic relationship with lando with NAAASTTYYY sex” !!! The lyrics alone could be a whole os (not giving you ideas.. or maybe I am👀)
Vertigo ✶ LN⁴
✶ summary ──── They call it ‘friends with benefits’ because ‘slowly ruining each other in ways neither of us is willing to acknowledge’ is too long of a title.
✶ pairing ──── Lando Norris x FWB!reader (she/her)
✶ rating ──── explicit
✶ warnings ──── 18+, sexual content, graphic scenes, mutual pining, social media & fake texts, emotional slow burn but they go hard at it because ignorance is bliss, internal conflicts, jealousy, smut, swearing and dirty talk, teasing, semi-public setting (car), fingering, squirting, intense physical sensations, overstimulation, rough manhandling, unprotected sex, hair pulling, sensory overload/vertigo (got it?), detailed descriptions of cum and wetness, dickriding, marking, domestic moments, idiots in love.
✶ word count ──── 7.1k
✶ date ──── Aug. 2, 2026
✶ a/n ──── Hiii, my lovelies 🫶🏻 I’m severely absent lately (not without good reason, I promise), so to cure my guilt, I’m briefly showing leg with this os that pretty much consumed my brain. Anyway, we’ll read each other very soon, because this will have a Part 2, which is currently work in progress. Until then, stay safe and enjoy the filth 💋💋
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📍 Vertigo Club, Monte Carlo
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“YOU SHOULD BE more careful. You’re so easy to find.”
His breath comes hot against the skin of her bare shoulders as he speaks, leaving goosebumps in its wake. She sensed him in seconds and now, Lando’s hands squeeze firmly into her waist, inviting her into his personal space from behind. He loves to make his presence felt this way, and she knows that the reason for it is because Lando likes to be a hundred percent sure her attention won’t get derailed by anything else.
He’s here, he came, he understood.
A knowing smile curves at her lips. She leans back to rest her head on his chest like she belongs there, and the fact that Lando indulges her antics is enough for her to keep claiming him so intimately.
Slightly tilting her head, her cheek gently brushes his jaw as she speaks. “I wasn’t hiding.”
Lando’s jaw flexes. “Havin’ fun then, I reckon?”
“I am, now that you’re here.”
Her words are light but set heavy between his lungs, leaving him breathless for a beat. Lando knows she’s thriving in this environment, playing games while having everyone buzzing around her. Including him. Especially him, perhaps; it’s exactly why she manages so well to get a reaction out of him anytime she feels like it.
“Yeah?” Lando challenges. “So that’s why you posted that shit? To watch me run to you like a headless chicken?”
The girl hums. “Mmmaybe…”
“And who were those wankers hanging around you?” continues Lando without filter, his grip tightening a fraction.
“Don’t tell me you’re jealous,” she laughs, turning in his arms as fluid as the music, her hands sliding up his chest to toy with the collar of his shirt.
Inhaling sharply, his gaze falls down on her. “Isn’t that what you want?”
“See, this is why you have so many fan girls, Norris,” she teases, “You’re so hot when you’re confident, even when you’re wrong.”
Her eyes meet his, sparkling with the promise of something more and, just as it always goes when it comes to her, Lando knows that more usually ends with him biting his tongue, desperately trying to keep all the frustrations in his fists. What irritates him most isn’t that he keeps on wanting her, but can’t, for the life of him, understand why. Why is she an exception to the rule? Why, despite knowing the outcome by heart, does he always finds himself circling back, helplessly drawn to the one person he can never quite ignore, no matter how hard he tries?
“Just answer the fucking question. Do you know them?”
She laughs again, louder this time, then shrugs. “No, not really… friends of friends,” she explains, her thumbs tracing lazy patterns on his neck, drawing him into the pull-push rhythm she is acutely aware that drives him mad.
There’s no label to what they do. Sometimes it’s afternoons tangled in expensive sheets, with palms resting over familiar skin. Other times it’s quick mornings before catching flights. Most of the times, it’s nights like this, when neither of them is in a hurry to reach the other because they both know that there will be a finish line at the end, regardless of how fast or slow they move.
He can’t get himself to behave when she’s like this, all elegant temptation wrapped in vulgar promise. Although she’s playing, she does it so good that he can find in himself to excuse it. It’s like she’s casting silent spells with her eyes and cursing him with her smile. It’s damn hard not to fall for it.
“Did you come alone?” it’s her turn to question him, pressing her body into his with the same normalcy as always.
He shakes his head. “Max is upstairs with the guys to see if he can snag a table,” on the next inhale, the smell of her perfume cuts through the club’s haze, making his pulse race, yet anchoring him at the same time.
It’s rarely the same one, he’s noticed, as if she has different personas for every day of the week. Tonight, she wants to draw as much attention to herself as possible, the scent sweet and seductive, and it could make anyone follow it to the ends of the earth if it came to that.
Lando has just decided he will.
“Did you kiss anyone?” he shoots back, no preamble, the words slightly dipped in that jar of jealousy he has absolutely no right to own.
The girl blinks up at him, pretending to think about it, only to mess with him further. The bass vibrates through the floor as various bodies move around them in a blur of heat and sweat and some very questionable smell, but they barely notice any of it. His entire focus narrows down to her mouth and that glossy pout she keeps pressing together because, oh, how she enjoys torturing him.
Instead of answering, she rises onto her tiptoes to brush her nose against his in a silent ‘no’. At that, the tension in his shoulders loosens instantly, almost impossible not to perceive.
“Respect yourself, Norris,” she chuckles.
He puffs out a breath, annoyed that she sounds so pleased with the outcome of her mischief. “No such thing when you do it on purpose.”
“Only ‘cause you’re so predictable.”
Suddenly, she leans back to put some distance between them and his body reacts on instinct, following without thinking.
Her eyes flick downward at the movement, just as amused. “See?”
“Ah, don’t start,” his jaw tenses, taking his hands off her in order to put back the distance she went for.
The smile on her face fades a little, understanding that, ultimately, she will always have the last word, and that can be both a blessing and a curse. It was their agreement, after all.
There are rules, of course, though neither of them is willing to call them out loud. Rules would imply a structure and structure implies permanence, a luxury they don’t have.
For instance:
They don’t kiss hello. Their first kiss of the night only happens once they’ve decided they’re staying together.
No leftovers; if one of them has kissed someone else that night, they’re off-limits for the next 24h.
If he disappears after a race weekend and leaves her messages unopened for days, she lets him.
No marking territory. That includes: hickeys, bruises, lipstick on collars, or leaving anything behind at the other’s place.
If she decides she doesn’t want him in her bed after inviting him over, he leaves without complaint; she also never watches him leave.
No pet names outside the bedroom. Calling each other by their last name is always their go-to in public.
If he calls at 3 in the morning and she declines it, Lando has to wait for her to contact him; no more calls, double texting, or guilt-tripping, even if it drives him half insane wondering where she is and who she’s with.
No dates, no gifts, no couple-y activities.
Last but not least: don’t make it weird.
In other words, there is no ownership in whatever it is that they’re doing. They can leave whenever they want, come back without explanation, pause and rewind, and slip into each other’s lives as if no time has passed at all. In theory, it’s mature. A carefully negotiated freedom. Respect disguised as detachment, even.
However, the story changes in practice. It becomes the kind of contract that only works when both of them are willing to suffer and push through the uncertainty of it. And because sex is so good… they are, that’s the problem. But beneath all the space they give each other, the fragility of it all is painfully noticeable: the hyper awareness that either of them could end it at any moment, and the other would have to smile, nod and pretend it didn’t feel like losing a limb.
This is exactly why she keeps playing her games. The teasing and the calculated distance serve their purpose. Digging through the rational side of her brain, significantly smaller when Lando is near, she understands that if she keeps him chasing, then she never has to ask him to stay. Lando’s only allowing it because he’s also playing his own version of the same game, giving her enough to keep the door open — things like his attention, jealousy, the soft parts — but never enough to make her believe she can ever rely on it.
Luxury. They don’t have that.
They’ve built the entire partnership around illusions, convincing themselves that choice matters more than commitment. Over time, even though they won’t mention it, they learned that people who leave themselves an exit, rarely unpack their bags completely.
“Come on, wanna dance?” she ignores his frustration, extending her arm to pull him back into her space.
Lando shakes his head, shoving his hands into the front pockets of his jeans. “You know what I want,” it’s all he says, the deeper meaning of it getting right through her.
“What about Max?”
“Max also knows what I want.”
The girl laughs, playfully slapping his shoulder. “I can’t believe you told him about us, you’re so fucking annoying.”
“Well, technically, I didn’t tell him shit,” Lando defends himself, “He saw me texting you, and I just didn’t deny it when he asked if we’re fucking.”
She softens from the inside out at the way he lets out the unfiltered stream of thoughts. With her, Lando never bothers to censor or hide himself behind protective walls because, somewhere along the way, he’s decided she’s safe.
Then, after a beat: “In that case, did you kiss anyone today?”
“I only got home a couple of hours ago,” he replies, glancing at the watch on his wrist for a few moments.
“Yes or no, Norris,” she pushes him, mostly because she needs to hear it.
He grins. “No.”
In fact, Lando hasn’t kissed anyone since the last time he kissed her, three weeks ago. Which is a lot of time, considering he’s very good at it. Not that he struggled to find willing company, there had been plenty, but between race weekends and another continent putting thousands of miles between them, the urge to shove his tongue down a stranger’s throat and/or temporarily wet his dick simply vanished.
She doesn’t need to know that, though.
“Alright,” she bites her lower lip briefly. “Yours or mine?”
One corner of Lando’s mouth tips upward as he reaches for her wrist, answering her question without words. She adopts his facial expression, smiling at the fact that, yes, is that easy for them to communicate. Instinctively, they both know it, anyway. Her apartment is much closer and they are buzzing with anticipation at the thought of touching each other as soon as possible. So, in reality, there is only one viable option.
He leads her toward the exit through the crush of bodies, between flashes of deep purple light. Once they step outside, the night air cools their senses a little. Lando releases her wrist, just in case, but she stays close, following him around the corner of the building to where his car awaits, hidden in the dark.
Lando barely has time to unlock it, let alone reach for the handle. She moves fast, her palms finding his chest, then the thickness of his neck, curling her hands around it. His back meets the cold metal behind with a subdued thud, more startled than hurt, and before the surprise can register, she rises onto her toes to kiss him, the collision of three weeks spent convincing herself she didn’t miss this dissolving in the way the noise in her head simply falls silent.
His hands instantly settle at her waist to pull her closer, then slide lower, fingers spreading across the curve of her ass to squeeze. As a response, she whimpers against his lips, desperately searching for one of them so she could guide it between her legs. For a heartbeat, Lando simply lets her have it, breathing a sigh of relief at the thought that they’re both incredibly, absolutely, with-no-chance-of-recovery, monumentally screwed.
Satisfied, she melts into him with another quiet sound she immediately tries to swallow; it’s embarrassing how much she’s craving that exact touch.
Lando smirks into the kiss, feeling the heat of her through the thin fabric of her panties. “’s that bad you can’t even wait, hm?”
As she prepares to reply, his fingers graze her clit, making her hum instead. Her hips jerk forward while he rubs slowly over the material, savoring the way her breath stutters. She can’t help but cling to him as if the world would end if he stopped touching her right now. To assure her it won’t, Lando deepens the kiss, tongue sliding over hers, wet and skillful, one more time before he pulls back to speak.
“Get in the car and lose those panties.”
The leather seat sighs beneath her as she drops into it, fingers already hooking beneath the band of her panties. She lowers them down her thighs with impatience boiling in her veins, kicking them free until they land somewhere on the floor mat.
Lando slides behind the wheel, one hand already turning the key as the other reaches across the console. The engine roars to life beneath them, its vibrations rumbling through the floorboards and straight to her core. His wide palm finds the bare skin of her inner thigh right away, slightly shaking, a teasing little smile playing on his lips at the same time he turns to lock his eyes on her, the intensity behind them poking a hole right through her stomach.
Two fingers slip along her folds without hesitation, parting her with intentional pressure. She’s so prematurely soaked, dripping before he’s even found her entrance. As soon as he does, the sound that escapes her throat gets lost between a whimper and a plea.
“How the fuck are you so wet?” asks Lando as he pulls out of the parking spot one-handed. His fingers gather the slick that’s coating her, then smears it all over her pussy only to prove his point. “You didn’t get any before I got back?”
The girl spreads her legs wider, one hand gripping the door handle, while the other finds his forearm, nails digging into the muscle there. Her hips roll up to meet his movements, chasing the friction with a silent whine.
The car accelerates smoothly onto the main road. Lando’s driving is flawless even as his middle finger sinks into her heat, curling against that spot that makes her vision blur. The wet sound of it fills the interior of the car, creating a kind of noise that makes his cock twitch in his jeans. Because of course, he’s already straining, the denim pulling tight across his lap as blood rushes south. The outline of him is insistent, therefore impossible to miss, but the hand on the steering wheel never wavers. Years of training have taught him to split his focus, to keep the car steady even when every instinct tells him otherwise. Right now, the same instinct screams to pull over and bury himself inside her, because he’s pretty sure he’ll ruin his pants by the time they get to hers.
Just as quickly, Lando decides that he’ll make it because he has to, so he adds a second finger, working them in and out with precision, keeping his thumb lightly pressed on her clit.
“Too busy. Got work. No time,” she replies belatedly, her voice breaking the short sentences in tiny fragments.
So… that means neither of them had slept with anyone else, kissed anyone else, or tried to make a move on anyone else for three whole weeks. Interesting, Lando thinks to himself.
He glances at her briefly. “Aha,” his fingers start pumping in and out slowly, the heel of his palm grinding against her clit with each tamed thrust. “And now I have to deal with you, yeah?”
“Please,” the girl cries out, her hand squeezing the door handle on her side.
Lando is not the one to deny her anything, especially when she’s asking for it so nicely. Every time he pushes in, he slightly spreads his fingers to stretch her open, then scissors them on the way out so she feels every knuckle drag along her channel.
“I’ve got you, baby,” Lando guarantees. “You love fucking my fingers while I drive, don’t you? I can feel how fucking tight you’re getting.”
She tries to protest, but only manages a broken moan.
Lando smirks, his eyes trained on the road as he angles his wrist and starts finger-fucking her harder with short yet sharp thrusts that punch right against her front wall. The intensity of it blurs her vision, sparks shooting up her spine then traveling straight to her extremities. It is a dizzying sensation that numbs her entire being. A feeling she was able to experience only through Lando, and even though she doesn’t yet know how to describe it — perhaps she never will, and that’s okay — one thing is certain: she will never forget its power.
“Shit, you’re making such a mess,” he scolds her in a gravelly voice, glancing at his right for a split second. Nevertheless, Lando doesn’t slow down, just keeps working his fingers in deep, curling and twisting until every nerve ending lights up.
With her lips parted, her head falls back against the headrest, breath coming out in ragged pants. The seat beneath her is slick with her arousal, the leather shiny where she’s leaked all over it. She can feel every callus on his fingers as they slide in and out of her clenching heat; she can feel her heart in her throat. The pressure builds so fast it steals the wind out of her and, before she knows, her walls flutter, her clit throbs at the constant contact with the bridge of his palm, then it hits her without warning.
Her pussy clamps down hard around him, pulsing as she comes. She squirms into her seat, sobbing, begging, praying that the blissful feeling would never fade. For that to happen, his fingers must remain buried inside her at all times. Now, later, forever. But as the waves start to ebb, the thought of Lando pulling out makes fresh tears prick at her eyes. With a trembling hand, she reaches down to wrap it around his wrist, silently asking for more, desperate to stay full.
Her own fingers dig into the edge of the seat, knuckles whitening as she holds herself open for him. “Please, don’t,” she breathes out, “Don’t take them out.”
Lando’s eyes snap sideways the second her voice cracks the plea. His heart slams against his ribs at the sight of her all wrecked and shaking and, as the car glides to a stop at the red light, he uses the hand on the steering wheel to recline her chair. The seat whirs back with a mechanical hum, tilting her body into a deeper angle that spreads her thighs wider.
Once the brake is set, he twists easily in his seat, angling his body so he can reach her properly. The other hand joins, wrist rotating until his palm faces upward. His fingers slide out to reposition, then push back with purpose. The new technique lets the pads of his fingers drag over that spongy spot inside her, pairing the thrusts with a broad sweep of his thumb across her swollen clit. She lets out a cry, but Lando is more interested in watching the amount of wetness that keeps leaking out of her.
“So fucking pretty,” he whispers, feeling her pussy tightening with each wink. “No wonder those fuckers were all over you.”
She wants to deny deny deny, but it’s just her moans that fill the car, echoing off the windows.
Lando watches her face, then glances down at where his hand disappears inside her. “Think you can take another?”
He’s not waiting for her to reply and, maybe a bit too optimistic, Lando adds a third finger, experimentally pressing at her entrance. He’s just testing the waters first, and when he’s sure she can take it, it slides in alongside the others, making her choke on another whine that comes from deep within.
Lando groans under his breath, feeling how tight she is around three digits, how her pussy asks for more and ripples with every slow thrust. It makes him wonder how on earth did he manage to make her trust him enough to let the carefully constructed wall slip from her features, leaving only pure feeling behind. The privilege of witnessing it baffles him. His thoughts scatter, multiplying faster than he can keep hold of them. Looking at her like this makes boundaries feel strangely artificial, because no arrangement is supposed to leave a person thinking this much about the other.
“That’s it, you’re so fucking hot,” he praises, voice thick with arousal. “Getting ready for my cock, yeah?”
The light turns green.
Green light from her, too.
He drags in a breath, forcing himself to look away before meeting her eyes, only to catch her already looking at him with the same certainty. Fuck, fuck. Her body twitches and right when she gets dangerously close to the limit, Lando slows, easing the pressure but keeping his fingers inside to feel her relaxing. He loves on her with gentle strokes through her folds, spreading the mess she’s made, only the slight flex of his jaw betraying how affected he really is. Because he already knows she’ll occupy every corner of his mind until dawn.
“Lando…” her breath catches on his name, then fractures into a shaky exhale. Lando. It tastes unfamiliar just because she never lets herself say it like this, with so much tenderness that it stops sounding like a name and starts sounding like a confession.
He can’t handle this right now, so he goes back to what he does best: making her feel good. The same pressure comes back tenfold and, luckily this time, she has a few moments to brace herself. Her thighs shake, her hips lift more into him, and then clear fluid gushes around his fingers, splashing over his hand and soaking everything around. It runs down her ass, pooling on the leather as she squirts hard, the orgasm tearing through her very soul with brutal intensity.
“Shit, babe. You’re ruining my fucking leather,” he says, matter-of-factly, no accusatory tone in his voice. “Such a filthy little thing, holy fuck.”
Lando keeps working her through it, fingers pumping and curling even as she whimpers from overstimulation. The sight of her coming apart like this — seeing how every pulse of her cunt pushes more slick out — makes his cock throb painfully. So bad that Lando is close to reach down, unzip himself, and wrap his fist around his length to stroke in time with the wet sounds of his fingers buried inside her. Unfortunately, the car behind is already impatiently honking, prompting him to mutter a string of curses under his breath as the car starts moving again.
A few minutes later, they finally crash through her apartment door with her body pinned closely at his chest, their mouths locked in a messy tangle of tongues and teeth and heavy breathing. The slam against the frame rattles the hinges, but what makes her startle are his hands, suddenly touching everywhere at once, gripping her waist, sliding under her tank top, yanking her impossibly closer until there’s no physical space left between them. It gives her a sense of urgency, reminding her, over and over again, just how much she’s missed it.
It? Him?
It doesn’t matter right now, really. Everything happens so fast that it’s hard to keep up with the way he spins her around the second they reach the kitchen island. She feels the roughness of his palms on her hips while he bends her forward over the marble. The skirt rides up on its own, exposing the bare curve of her ass. It’s a pretty view that makes Lando groan at the sight of her glistening folds, already used so thoroughly by his fingers and swollen from the car ride over.
“Remember the safe word, yeah?” Lando rasps, voice hoarse with need.
The girl sighs in protest. “Yes, just fuck me already.”
Noted.
One hand shoves the fabric of her skirt higher, bunching it around her waist while the other yanks his pants open. His cock springs free, the head shiny and leaking at the tip. Intentionally or not, she did a number on him with the show she put on in the car and now, Lando is way past the teasing phase. His knee wedges between her thighs, forcing them wider with a rough shove, then he lines up with no hesitation. The thick head pushes past her entrance in one hard thrust, burying to the hilt in a single stroke that makes her cry out, fingers gripping the edge of the countertop.
“Fuck, yes!” she exclaims, feeling as if she can finally breathe again.
Her reaction doesn’t take Lando by surprise, but it catches him smiling from ear to ear. He starts pounding into her, hips snapping forward with enough force to push her forward against the island, the wet slap of skin on skin echoing through the apartment. Her pussy clenches around him on instinct, slick coating his shaft every time he pulls back, only to slam in again. Deeper. Harder. Gone.
The sounds are obscene and it only turns them on more.
“Just like that, fucking take it,” Lando breathes in little pants, his hand fisting her hair to yank her head back. “Talk to me, love. What do you need?”
You, she’s about to answer, but the lump in her throat only allows her to say: “More.”
Lando nods, releasing her in order to wrap both hands around her waist, his palms almost covering her entirely. The counter creaks under the force of his thrusts, her moans turning into gasping sounds. He angles his hips a few times until he finds the perfect spot inside her that makes her legs shake.
She sobs out a curse at that, her body arching back into him as she soughs more of his cock.
“Harder, Lan,” she whimpers, “I’m close.”
The sound of her pussy sucking him bounces of the walls, a tune her apartment has heard many times before.
“Yeah, already?”
Her response is a sob of despair that invites Lando to oblige, slamming into her so hard that the entire island shifts slightly beneath them. Her walls flutter around him, the wet heat dragging him in all over again. In a thrust and a half, her orgasm crashes like a violent wave that rips a strangled scream from her throat. Her pussy convulses in tight vibrations whose sole purpose is to keep him glued to her. The release floods around his length, slick coating his balls as he keeps fucking her through it, forcing her to ride the aftershocks.
“Yes, baby, fuck. Come on, drench my cock,” he snarls, tightening his grip on her. “Shit, you feel so good. Fuuuck.”
Her vision whites out first. The kitchen island blurs into nothing, the edges of the room dissolving into a spinning haze. Her stomach drops, the floor tilts beneath her even though she’s bent over solid marble. The sensation is sickening and euphoric all at once, like being spun too fast on a carnival ride while her fucked-out pussy keeps spasming around him. She tries to open her eyes wider, but the dizziness only intensifies, forcing her lids shut as the world spins and rocks and bends.
Her hearing is next, vanishing into a ringing void. She’s still aware of the wet slap of skin, even her own breathing, but it all sounds as if she’s on the bottom of a pool.
Lando’s hips stutter, then slam forward one final time. Thick ropes of cum shoot deep inside of her, filling her already sloppy hole until it leaks around his cock, dripping down on her thighs in sticky trails. He keeps grinding through it, making sure to push until the last drop, while her walls now quiver weakly around him.
It goes like this for a solid minute after Lando collapses on top of her. His chest presses against her back, burning hot, sending her thinking of all the times she felt his crushing weight like this. Her body feels light as a feather pinned beneath him, the only anchor she can count on to keep her at the surface of her own feelings.
Fluids continue to seep out, hot and messy, but she can’t bring herself to tell him to move yet, even though she needs him to. She needs Lando to move immediately. He needs to pull out, tuck himself back into his pants and get the fuck out of her apartment. This is too good and she can’t afford the fall.
She has spent months convincing herself she could separate wanting from needing, pleasure from attachment, intimacy from consequence.
In a split-second, she went from needing-pleasure-intimacy to wanting-attachment-consequence.
The thought strikes with such force that it hollows her out. Then, panic slips beneath the fading bliss. It’s cold and immediate and so against their casual arrangement. They are supposed to leave each other exactly as they found one another: untouched in every way that mattered. But tonight, for some reason, the tectonic plates began to move, and she knows in her soul that she can’t shift them back.
SHE FINISHES THE last bite of her waffle curled into the corner of the couch, one knee tucked beneath her. The morning sun filters through the half-drawn curtains in pale ribbons that warm the apartment. It’s not as nice as Lando’s, but it’s much quieter, even with the television murmuring in the background.
He sits beside her, one arm draped lazily across the back of the couch, his coffee balanced on his knee.
“You’re gonna spill it all over my carpet,” she warns him, but Lando is too busy glancing down when she shifts, his gaze catching on the faint bruise blooming on the bare skin of her thigh where her oversized sleep shirt has ridden up.
His expression changes almost imperceptibly, that teasing light that usually lives behind his eyes softening into a contemplative concern. Without thinking twice, he puts the cup back on the table, (not because she told him to), then turns to reach out. His fingers barely make contact as the tips brush the edge of the love mark, so careful that it has the potential to translate into an apology, if she didn’t know better.
The action is impossibly gentle, as though he’s afraid pressing any harder might send her tumbling in a tearful heap onto the floor.
Looking up at her, his thumb stills. “You’d tell me if I hurt you, wouldn’t you?”
Caught off guard, she opens her mouth to say something, but the words stop in her throat, goosebumps racing across her skin. She’d grown used to people treating tenderness like an afterthought. The fact that he acts so soft now is just as contrasting with the way he went down on her to leave that mark only a few hours ago.
She shifts closer until she’s facing him properly. “You can’t hurt me. Not like this,” she assures him, slowly climbing into his lap as if to prove a point. Her hands find his shoulders, then drift upward to rest loosely around the back of his neck, her fingers absentmindedly combing through the hair at the nape. “It just confuses me a little,” the girl admits.
“What confuses you?”
“I thought we weren’t supposed to leave any traces, Lan,” she reminds him, half in jest, half in earnest.
The corner of his mouth curls a little, excitement slowly replacing the seriousness that had clouded his features moments before.
“Lan?” he repeats the nickname, one eyebrow lifting in wonder.
“Yeah, Lan…” she breathes out, rocking her hips gently. “I assume you didn’t insist to come all the way back just to bring me breakfast, did you?”
Because that would be weird, and they both know it. They can’t be weird about it, it’s in the Rules. So, the breakfast must be just an excuse. They know what inevitably draws him back to her and vice versa. Being with Lando requires so little effort that she’s not even trying. A part of her brain tells her that it should feel complicated, because they were friends first. Instead, it feels disarmingly simple and easy and mundane and normal, and even the text conversation they’d had earlier was the most effortless she’d had with a man in months.
Months!
While keeping his eyes on hers, Lando’s fingers start working the button of his jeans open. He drags the zipper down, avoiding to even blink as he reaches inside to pull his cock free; it always looked better in the morning light, she thinks, heavy, flushed dark at the head, the vein running along the underside visibly pulsing. He wraps a hand around the base, gives it one stroke, then his other palm slides up her bare thigh in a silent signal that dictates her exactly what to do next: she lifts her hips, the couch cushion dipping beneath her knees, impatient to go along with the way he chooses to respond.
Lando angles his cock upward automatically, rubs the blunt head through her folds, first forward, then backward, then notches it at her entrance. The pressure alone makes her breath catch in her throat. He pushes, and the fat crown stretches her open, forcing her walls to yield around the grith, still sensitive from last night’s shenanigans. At last, she manages to inhale to capacity as she sinks down an inch. She feels the ridge catch inside her, but has to rise again to ease the burn before dropping lower. Each careful descent drags another thick inch into her until her thighs finally meet his and she’s seated to the root.
A small whimper escapes her lips, which Lando claims gently, just like that, to encourage her.
As if it’s muscle memory, her pussy twitches around the length, clenching greedily at the way he fills her. The physical connection feels somewhat different this time; they both sense it in the way they hold each other, resting their foreheads against one another.
“You with me, baby?” Lando whispers, a crooked smile tugging at his mouth.
The girl answers with a slow roll of her hips, griding down so the head nudges deeper. The motion drags her inner walls along his length, slick and tight and warm, and it’s almost too much for Lando, whose fingers tighten on her waist possessively as if he has something to prove too, thumbs hooking at her shirt to reveal her collarbone.
“Can I?” he asks for permission, mostly to establish the fact that the bruise between her thighs was, indeed, an accident, but the one he’s about to suck on her skin is not.
She nods, then Lando’s mouth seals over the spot above. He sucks hard, tongue pressing flat, teeth grazing skin until the bruise blooms red. She keeps moving on top of him, lifting and dropping in a solid rhythm, stretching herself wide around his cock again and again, her arousal coating him whole, claiming, dripping down his shaft to soak the open fly of his jeans.
For the first time since they started doing this, the sounds they’re making are barely audible. It’s like they’re afraid not to break. It’s never like this, never tame and controlled, as if… as if they’re doing the opposite of fucking, which is making love. Which they’re most definitely not.
Lando groans silently into her neck after that, the little buzz traveling straight through her. His hands slide lower, gripping her ass in order to guide her into deeper strokes. All the cells in her body light up when he pushes back in, the head catching at her entrance before pulling just as deep again. Her clit rubs over the base of his cock on every downstroke, causing repeated sighs to abandon her mouth.
A hand slides up the curve of her spine until his palm cups the back of her neck, fingers threading through her hair to hold her exactly where he wants her. He hauls her mouth down to his, lips parting wet and messy, tongues sliding together in clumsy pecks that are more shared breath than actual kisses. When she tries to pull back for air he follows, keeping her close, the slick sound of their so-called-kiss filling the tiny bubble they’ve build around themselves.
“Lando, please…” she trails off, unsure what she’s even asking for anymore.
Something, anything, as long as it includes him.
Lando lets out a sigh of understanding. “Myeah, I feel you, baby,” the words vibrate straight into her mouth. His hand drops to her ass again, gripping as he rocks her back down onto his length. “You like riding my cock that much?”
She can only moan his name again, lightheaded from the stretch and the heat and the way he keeps her entire body pinned to him.
“You do,” he replies for her, “Fucking hell, you’re so good at it,” continues Lando, panting. “So good you’re gonna make me come, baby, fuck.”
Her thighs shake with the effort, burning from the pace, but she can’t stop. And Lando’s grip reminds her exactly why she can’t: it feels too damn good and just him helping her slam down faster, harder, the wet slap of her cunt taking everything he has to offer has the power to undo her in a split-second.
“Lan,” she gasps, tugging at his curls as sweat slides down her spine, legs trembling with exhaustion.
“I’ve got you, I’ve got you,” he promises and, in one sudden motion, he flips her onto her back.
She inhales sharply at the shift, at how easily he manhandles her, at how much it makes her clench around him because it’s so fucking hot and she’s never been this turned on in her life.
Next, Lando hooks her thigh over his arm, plants one foot on the floor for leverage, then drives back inside her with hard thrusts, determined to get them both as high as humanly possible.
“Oh, fuck,” she clings to him, head tipping back as relief floods through her. For the hundredth time in the last twelve hours, she’s not on planet Earth anymore. He takes her to a whole another dimension, introducing her to new ways of perceiving and using her senses. More intense and clearer than ever.
“Shit, fuck, fuck,” Lando starts mumbling, so close to losing himself. “I’m gonna come, baby. Tell me where you want me,” his jaw tenses, voice cracking as his whole body starts to shake.
Her arms wind around his shoulders, also trembling from the effort, fingers digging into the damp curls at the back of his head. “Right there,” she encourages him, “Keep it all inside.”
He reacts like the words physically hurt him, his thrusts turning short and frantic. He fucks into her a couple more times then he buries himself and stays there, every inch pulsing as he spills exactly where she wants him to. She can instantly feel the warmth, the sensation so intimate it makes her eyes sting. It brings her peace and hope and all the things they’ve pushed away, because they’re friends and they won’t ever let anything come between them. Even if that meant giving up the mind-blowing sex they obviously have together.
The warmth keeps spreading, leaking out around his cock with tiny twitches of his hips. The sounds he makes now are simply delicious: sharp, broken gasps that melt into throaty moans he can’t hold back. His body jerks with each spurt, and she holds on to him through every second of it, thighs quivering around his waist.
Lando doesn’t pull out immediately, but stops to lower himself over her, one knee still braced on the couch, the other foot on the floor, his softening cock nestled inside her, where it should stay for the rest of his days.
She reaches up, cupping his jaw, ready to pull him into another kiss when his phone starts ringing from the jeans tangled around his thighs. Lando’s expression shifts while fishing for the phone. He manages to answer on the fourth ring, his professional tone kicking in record time, making her silently giggle.
He keeps the same serious voice even as he carefully eases his cock out of her, cum spilling out, trickling down her ass and onto the couch. With one hand on her hip, Lando’s thumb strokes soothing circles while talking, promising whoever’s on the other end that he’ll be there — wherever there might mean — by twelve. He’s calm and controlled, but his eyes never leave hers, the intensity behind them telling her everything she needs to know.
At least for now.
“Yeah, yeah, sure,” says Lando. “Of course, I’ll see you then. Cheers, mate,” he ends the call, flopping back onto the couch to pull up his pants.
She closes her thighs together, but doesn’t sit up, content to look at him through her eyelashes. “Are you leaving?”
Lando nods reluctantly. “I’ve got to film a YouTube video with this brand,” he explains, flashing her an apologetic smile. His gaze lingers on her face for a moment longer than necessary, reading all the subtle changes he’s not sure she even realize she’s making.
His palm finds her shin first, warm on her skin as he traces upward, the gesture enough to appear both casual and purposeful, depending on which version each of them prefers. Lando’s hand pauses briefly at her knee then, he bends to press a kiss on the same spot.
“Am I seeing you tonight?” asks Lando, ignoring the butterflies in his stomach, straightening his back as he looks around for his keys on the coffee table.
She props herself onto one elbow, watching him with an expression she doesn’t bother hiding this time.
Of course, the grin spreading across her face tells him.
Fighting one of his own, Lando points at her with the keys. “Go clean up.”
Her jaw drops a little. “Go fuck yourself.”
“You do it better,” he says right before rushing out the door, letting it shut behind him.
She can finally hear the TV again, but a cold silence settles back into her apartment and, despite every instinct telling her to run in the opposite direction instead of spinning in place, she can’t remember the last time she’d felt this happy.
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Summary : Lando wears one stupid shirt in a club without thinking about the consequences. But when Y/N, the girl he has been unsuccessfully flirting with for years, finally notices him, maybe the chaos is worth it.
Pairing : Lando Norris x reader
Genre : suggestive, smau
Face claim : Madelyne Cline
Main Masterlist
@_f1 gossip:
📹 Lando Norris was out last night, taking one of his friends shirt that says: “EAT PUSSY IT’S VEGAN.”
user1: sir??? the shirt says what ???
user2: not him wearing it like he’d been waiting his entire life for that exact shirt
user3: whoever filmed this needs an award 😭
user4: he knew. HE KNEW what he was doing.
user5: his pr team is currently drafting a resignation letter
user6: he needs to get on his knees and prove it
user7: don't ask me the color of anything
user8: well we like men who are ready to give heads
yourusername: god he is so unserious
liked by @_lando
user9: NOT THE LIKE????
user10: y/n, babe, you have approximately thirty seconds before he slides into your dms.
user11: wait...THE y/n? as in the girl he has been liking every single photo of since 2023??
user12: girl go get your man
Instagram DMs
lando:
unserious?
yourusername:
you swapped shirts with a stranger in a club because you thought the slogan was funny
lando:
not just funny
it suited me
yourusername:
that is exactly why you’re unserious
lando:
i have talents, you know
yourusername:
being a menace is not a talent
lando:
i’m more talking about being talented at eating stuff
yourusername:
lando.
lando:
what?
it's true, you don't belived me?
yourusername:
you are genuinely terrible at flirting
lando:
was that flirting?
yourusername:
you tell me
lando:
fine.
wanna go eat dinner with me?
yourusername:
no. for the fith time this month, no.
lando:
no to dinner or no to me?
yourusername:
yes.
lando:
that is not an answer
yourusername:
it is the only answer you deserve after that line
lando:
harsh.
yourusername:
accurate.
lando:
so there’s no chance?
yourusername:
there is a chance you learn how to flirt before trying again
lando:
cruel. but fair
yourusername:
goodnight, lando
lando:
goodnight, future dinner date
yourusername:
you're delusional
@_yourusername
Too spicy for you 🌶️
❤️ 186,492 likes
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user1: OH MY GOD. they’re communicating exclusively through shirt slogans now.
lando: I like spicy food
user3: this is the worst flirting I have ever witnessed and I need it framed in a museum.
user4: he took one look at that shirt and forgot how to act normal.
user5: “I like spicy food” sir this is a public comment section, please behave.
user6: no because they are having an entire conversation through clothing and captions 😭
user7 the way he said that like he has not already been rejected twice this week.
user8: someone confiscate his phone before he says something worse.
Instagram DMs
lando:
wdym you’re too spicy for meeee?
yourusername:
couldn’t handle me. it’s all norris
lando:
whyyy?
yourusername:
because.
lando:
that is not an answer
yourusername:
it’s the only one you’re getting
lando:
please. just one date.
just to show you i’m nice and funny
lando
and then maybe more, eventually, to show you why i wore that shirt the other day…it’s a true passion
yourusername:
what is, lando?
wearing terrible shirts?
lando:
no, you know what i mean
yourusername:
if this is your attempt to imply you’re very talented at whatever that shirt was suggesting, this is actually terrible flirting
lando:
why? you don’t you believe me?
yourusername:
i don’t, actually
lando
just so you know, i’ve had girls coming in seconds just from that
yourusername:
they were just too polite to tell you it was shit, lando
lando:
their legs shaking tell me otherwise darling
yourusername:
most boys genuinely don’t have a clue what they’re doing
lando:
not me, then
yourusername:
you’re way too confident, lando
lando:
confidence is attractive
yourusername:
not when it’s completely unearned
lando:
one date.
i’ll prove it to you
yourusername:
this is still a no
lando:
you’re impossible
yourusername:
keep dreaming, club-shirt thief
@_lando
Refuelling properly before the next one 🍓✈️
@onflightinternational
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user: not the pr-approved fruit post two days after the shirt incident 😭
user2: his team definitely said, “post something wholesome. make people forget the club video.”
user3: this is so aggressively out of character after seeing him take his shirt off for a man wearing that slogan
user4: lando norris promoting healthy eating while the entire internet remembers a very different definition of “vegan.”
user5: someone needs to tell him the fruit isn’t going to distract us. we saw the video, babe
user6: he’s trying way too hard to look innocent here
user7: “refuelling properly” SIR. after that week, you cannot use words like that casually
user8: i suddenly understand why y/n said he was unserious
yourusername: since when do you eat fruit?
lando: told you i’m vegan now 😉
user9: HE DID NOT
user10: they are still having their whole relationship through public comments. someone confiscate both their phones
user11: y/n walked directly into that one and he has been waiting for his chance all day
user12: lando, one normal post. that’s all we asked for
@_yourusername
The light was good so obviously i had to do a photoshoot
❤️ 241,883 likes
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user1: this is genuinely the most beautiful set of photos i have ever seen
user2: she saw a camera flash and turned it into a magazine cover. iconic behavior
user3: you were meant to be photographed forever, actually
user4: no because she is so effortlessly pretty it makes me angry
user5: the way she can make lying on a TV console look like high fashion???
user6: someone get this woman on the cover of vogue immediately
user7: oh she knew exactly what she was doing with these
lando: I wish I was this TV console btw
user8: LANDO????
user9: somebody take his phone. immediately.
user10: he is not even pretending to be subtle anymore 😭
user11: “btw” as if he did not just throw himself directly into the comment section
user12: lando norris has officially entered his public embarrassment era
user13: THEY ARE FLIRTING IN FRONT OF US AGAIN
Instagram DMs
yourusername:
stop commenting stuff like that under my posts
lando:
what? it’s true.
yourusername:
lando.
lando:
you look good
just though you'll look even better under me
yourusername:
please if we ever do it, I'm on top
lando:
i'd love to see that, does that mean you wanna go out for a drink?
yourusername:
no.
lando:
oh directly going for the sex part, ok, i'm in for that as well
yourusername:
you’re dreaming
lando:
of you?
yes. but you don't wanna know what sort of dream they are
yourusername:
i have the image lando thank you very much
lando:
good, you could think about it next time you touch yourself, goodnight love
yourusername:
goodnight, lando...
@_yourusername Instagram Story
Out with friends tonight ✨
Instagram DMs
lando:
which club are you going to?
yourusername:
why?
lando:
just curious
yourusername:
you are never “just curious.”
lando:
answer the question
yourusername:
twiga
lando:
what a surprise
yourusername:
what?
lando:
i’m there as well
yourusername:
you are lying
lando:
look to your left
yourusername:
that is actually terrifying
lando:
you look happy to see me
yourusername:
i look concerned
lando:
same thing, basically
lando:
maybe you’ll see me later then
yourusername:
i have seen you already. unfortunately
lando:
hope you’re thirsty
yourusername:
why?
lando:
because i’m totally buying you a drink, or if you're thristy for something else, ask me...
yourusername:
are you actually talking about sex?
lando:
only if you want it to be
yourusername:
lando...
lando:
relax. we could have a drink first
i’ll be charming and completely normal
yourusername:
you have never been completely normal a day in your life
lando:
but you’re still coming over?
yourusername:
maybe.
lando:
that’s basically a yes
yourusername:
do not get ahead of yoursel
@_lando private Instagram Story
Your drink is waiting for you 🍸
Instagram DMs
yourusername:
stop flirting.
lando:
i’m not flirting
i’m just saying facts
lando:
wanna go get dessert then?
yourusername:
why would i have dessert, lando?
lando:
you are the dessert, darling
yourusername:
god, again with that?
lando:
i’m one hundred percent sure that if you let me show you how good i am with my mouth, you’d stop calling me insufferable
yourusername:
i just don’t believe you. that’s all
lando:
yeah?
want me to prove it?
yourusername:
you don’t have the guts to get on your knees for me in a club bathroom, lando
lando:
oh, you think?
lando:
just to remind you, i was shirtless in front of half of monaco wearing that ridiculous shirt a few days ago
i’m not scared of this
lando:
are you?
yourusername:
you’re an idiot. what if people see?
lando:
then they see
i don’t care
yourusername:
this is not me being interested, okay?
i’m just tipsy and it’s been a long time
lando:
don’t worry, sweetheart
i’ll change your mind
yourusername:
so sure of yourself, huh?
lando:
oh, yeah
lando:
seeing me between your legs will make you rethink every single mean things you’ve ever told me, baby.
yourusername:
stop saying stuff like this.
lando:
why?
does it turn you on?
yourusername:
we are in public, lando.
lando:
then let’s go somewhere private
lando:
unless you want me to eat you out on the table in the middle of the club's dancefloor
yourusername:
stop.
lando:
make me.
yourusername:
bathroom. now.
lando:
as you wish, ma’am
lando:
i like when you give me orders
yourusername:
just stop talking.
lando:
already on my way
@_f1 gossip:
📸 Lando Norris and Y/N were spotted arriving at the same Monaco club separately, disappearing toward the bathrooms together, and leaving not long after.
user1: FINALLY HE SUCCEEDED 😭
user2: he spent years embarrassing himself in her comments and it actually worked???
user3: they went to the bathroom together and left twenty minutes later. i am choosing not to ask questions
user4: what the hell happened in that bathroom
user5: this man has been asking her out since the dawn of time. let him have this
user6: the way they left so soon after is sending me. like neither of them even tried to pretend
user7: i need everyone to remember that shirt from a few days ago because suddenly it feels less like a joke
user8: lando saw her saying “too spicy for you” and made it his life’s mission to prove her wrong
user9: the quickie in the batheroom must have been good for them to leave this fast
user10: the pr team is going to wake up, see these photos, and immediately regret letting him out
user11: i just know he is unbearably smug today
@_yourusername
He wasn’t wrong, he actually knows what he’s doing.
❤️ 518,204 likes
liked by @_lando and others
user1: Y/N????? you cannot post this after disappearing into a club bathroom with him
user2: did she just publicly give him a five-star review???
user3: sooo it was that good huh? good for you honestly
user4: not the mysterious bathroom trip, the car make-out photos, and now THIS caption. i need a minute
user5: he was acting so confident with that shirt on and apparently he had a reason for it
user6: he 100% eat her out in that toilet cabin
user7: so what happened after she went home with him anyway?? the plot is plotting
user8: the club bathroom was apparently only the beginning because they left together SO fast
lando: could do it again anytime soon, baby 😉
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user9: LANDO. THERE ARE PEOPLE HERE.
user9: he is never beating the allegations now
user10: at least we know what they did in that club bathroom
user11: he did went on his knees and prove it
user12: the smugness in this comment is actually outrageous
yourusername: you’re insufferable
lando: and yet you still let me prove my point
user13: I AM LOOKING AWAY RESPECTFULLY BUT ALSO NOT AT ALL
summary: Before the fame, it was always Y/N and Lando Norris — best friends, nothing more. Now she’s a global pop star, he’s a Formula 1 sensation, and everyone sees what they refuse to admit: they’re perfect for each other. Except Y/N is taken — in a messy, on-and-off relationship with Drew Starkey that the whole world watches fall apart and come back together, over and over again. Lando sees it all — the chaos, the heartbreak, the way she keeps going back. And when her new album starts telling the same story, there’s no hiding it anymore. Because Lando’s done staying silent. And this time, he’s ready to fight for her — to prove he can treat her better.
warnings: This story contains strong language, mentions of a toxic relationship, arguments and emotional conflict, jealousy, and a fair amount of drama (a lot, actually 😭). It also touches on themes like infidelity and follows a slowburn, friends-to-lovers dynamic that may include sensitive situations.
ephie's radio: Every time I try to make a one-part SMAU, I fail… and this is clearly one of those times 😭
I promise I’ll bring part two as soon as possible—I still have a few things to figure out and finish first. Thank you so much for reading and for all the support 🤍
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ynupdates
♥︎ liked by user04, user13, user61 and 81,612 others.
ynupdates: Y/N Y/L was recently spotted in a heated argument with her boyfriend, Drew Starkey. Witnesses claim the situation escalated quickly, with the singer appearing visibly distressed and leaving in tears. This marks yet another public incident in their on-and-off relationship, which has continued to raise concern among fans.
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user01: not again… this is getting exhausting
user02: they break up, get back together, fight, repeat 😭
⤷ user03: at this point it’s a cycle
user04: where is the love they were talking about like a year ago
⤷ user05: no because this is actually sad now
⤷ user06: poor y/n, she looked so happy before all this
user07: drew always looks annoyed around her idk
⤷ user08: okay but we don’t know the full story
⤷ user09: we never do, but this keeps happening…
user10: the way she LEFT CRYING??? that says enough
user11: this is literally the same situation as last time
user12: y/n deserves better idc
⤷ user13: better = lando and i said what i said
⤷ user14: HERE Y’ALL GO AGAIN WITH LANDO 😭
⤷ user15: no but… they would actually make sense
⤷ user16: he’s always there for her btw
⤷ user17: the way he looks at her???
⤷ user18: STOPPP y’all are delusional
⤷ user19: drew is gonna hate this comment section 💀
⤷ user20: good
user21: how do we know it was drew’s fault though???
⤷ user22: when you know, you know
user23: i just hope she’s okay
⤷ user24: same, this is getting hard to watch
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yourusername
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yourusername: this one’s for you. my new album “man’s best friend” drops at midnight. pre-save on all platforms. 💋💋
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taylorswift: so proud of you 🤍 𖹭 by author
conangray: oh i’m not ready for this 𖹭 by author
madelyncline: already obsessed and it’s not even out yet 𖹭 by author
odessaazion: y’all are NOT ready
hichasestokes: let’s gooo 𖹭 by author
lando: always proud of you ❤️ 𖹭 by author
lilyzneimer: so excited for you!!!
user01: okay but… where is drew
⤷ user02: not even a comment??
⤷ user03: not even a LIKE???
⤷ user04: oh that’s actually weird
user05: the way lando is here immediately
⤷ user06: as ALWAYS
⤷ user07: he never fails her
⤷ user08: meanwhile her boyfriend is just… gone
user09: “this one’s for you” WHO???
⤷ user10: if this is about drew i’m not surviving
⤷ user11: if it’s about lando i’m also not surviving
⤷ user12: either way we lose
user13: surprise drop after that fight last week… yeah this is about to be messy
user14: she’s about to expose EVERYTHING
⤷ user15: i’m scared
⤷ user16: same but i’ll be streaming 😭
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thelifeofagossipgirl
♥︎ liked by user1989, user15, user21 and 65,712 others.
thelifeofagossipgirl: Pop star Y/N Y/L was spotted at a café in New York with Formula 1 driver Lando Norris. This comes just days after the release of her album “Man’s Best Friend,” widely believed to detail her turbulent, on-and-off relationship with Drew Starkey. Given the timing—and their long-standing friendship—fans are starting to wonder: could something more be developing between the singer and the driver?
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user01: oh this is INSANE timing
⤷ user02: my man wasted NO time 😭
⤷ user03: or maybe they’re just… friends? y’all are doing too much
user04: she looks HAPPY. that’s all i care about
⤷ user05: haven’t seen her smile like that in months…
user06: y’all switch up so fast it’s embarrassing
user07: she’s still in a relationship btw??
⤷ user08: are we sure about that…
user09: the way he looks at her 😭
⤷ user10: bro has been waiting YEARS for this moment
user11: after that album… yeah i don’t blame her
user12: this is disrespectful idc
⤷ user13: what’s disrespectful is what she described in those songs
user14: maybe she just needed a friend??
⤷ user15: yeah… a friend she looks at like THAT? be serious
user16: if this turns into something i will NOT survive
⤷ user17: enemies to lovers but they were never enemies 😭
user18: y’all are forgetting we don’t know the full story
⤷ user19: we know enough
user20: he flew to new york IM SICK
⤷ user21: STOP I DIDN’T EVEN THINK ABOUT THAT
⤷ user22: she deserves someone who actually shows up for her
⤷ user20: and he literally ALWAYS does
user23 : y’all already replacing Drew like he’s nothing
⤷ user24: maybe because he treated her like nothing???
user25: this is getting messy real fast…
⤷ user26: it’s BEEN messy 😭
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lando
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lando: forgot what it feels like to spend that much time with my best friend. easily the best part of my month. (ps: don’t let yn drink in new york.)
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yourusername: you’re literally the reason i had a headache the next morning btw
⤷ lando: worth it
⤷ user01: WORTH IT?????
⤷ user02: oh he’s GONE
charles_leclerc: interesting caption 🤔
⤷ user03: CHARLES??? 😭
⤷ lando: don’t
carlossainz55: best friend 👍
alex_albon: i’ve seen this before…
⤷ user04: WHAT DOES THAT MEAN
⤷ lando: you’ve seen nothing
georgerussell63: sure mate
⤷ user05: THEY’RE ALL ON HIM 😭
maxfewtrell: this is hilarious
pietra.pilao: i’m enjoying this a lot
⤷ user06: EVEN PIETRA 😭
user07: the paddock KNOWS something
⤷ user08: oh they’ve BEEN knowing
user09: she looks so happy with him
⤷ user10: like genuinely relaxed
⤷ user11: she still has a boyfriend y’all are weird
⤷ user12: and yet he’s nowhere to be seen…
⤷ user13: maybe because he’s private??
user14: “best part of my month” is crazy work
user15: bro exposed himself willingly
user16: the way all the drivers are mocking him 😭
⤷ user17: they’re TIRED of his crush
⤷ user18: crush??? that man is in LOVE
user19: “worth it” + “for you always” yeah okay
⤷ user20: y’all are building a whole relationship in your heads
⤷ user21: and what about it
user22: drew is fighting ghosts rn
⤷ user23: not ghosts… a whole f1 grid 😭
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deuxmoi
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deuxmoi: Actor Drew Starkey was spotted this morning in his car with his best friend, actress Odessa A'zion — and things looked very heated, with the two seen kissing.
This comes just days after his girlfriend, singer Y/N Y/L, was seen in New York with her longtime best friend, Formula 1 driver Lando Norris.
With both sightings going viral, rumors of a breakup between Drew and Y/N are growing stronger… or is there something more complicated going on? thoughts?
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user01: oh THIS is insane timing
user02: so he can kiss his “best friend” but she can’t get coffee with hers?
user03: we don’t even know the context calm down
⤷ user04: KISSING is pretty clear context actually
user05: not him doing this RIGHT after her album dropped 😭
user06: yeah… lando would never
⤷ user07: EXACTLY
user08: y’all are acting like yn didn’t just spend a week with another guy
⤷ user09: she had COFFEE. he’s making out in a car. be serious
user10: odessa being involved??? oh this just got messier
⤷ user11: weren’t they like super close too…
user12: maybe they were already broken up??
⤷ user13: then why hide it until now…
user14: imagine dropping an album about your toxic relationship and then THIS happens the next days
user15 “man’s best friend” suddenly makes a lot more sense
user16: meanwhile lando is just… treating her right
⤷ user17: don’t start 😭
⤷ user18: no but the contrast is insane
user19: both of them moving like they’re single…
⤷ user20: because they probably are at this point
user21: i just know yn is somewhere seeing this
⤷ user22: yeah… and i hope she realizes she deserves better
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popfrenzyhq
♥︎ liked by user16, user21 and 730.280 others.
popfrenzyhq: After 2 years together, pop star Y/N Y/L and her now ex-boyfriend, actor Drew Starkey, have officially confirmed their breakup through statements shared on Instagram. The news comes after days of speculation, viral sightings, and a whirlwind of rumors surrounding both sides. end of an era… or the beginning of something new? 👀
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user01: END OF AN ERROR***
user02: not him writing a whole love letter and her saying “thank u 🙏” 😭
⤷ user03: the difference in statements is SENDING ME
user04: lando… it’s your time bro
⤷ user05: LANDO GREEN LIGHT 🟢🟢🟢
⤷ user06: SOMEONE CHECK ON LANDO RIGHT NOW
⤷ user07: he’s probably smiling at his phone as we speak
⤷ user08: booking a flight already
user09: drew wrote an essay just to get left on read publicly
⤷ user10: she said keep it cute and he wrote a wattpad ending 😭
user11: i just know lando is like “i can fix this”
⤷ user12: oh he BEEN ready
⤷ user13: friends to lovers slowburn WE WON
user14: the f1 grid celebrating rn
⤷ user15: max fewtrell somewhere like “finally” 😭
user16: drew fans real quiet today
user17: album → nyc → cheating → breakup
⤷ user18: netflix could NEVER
user19: i’m just here for the lando x yn soft launch
⤷ user20: soft launch??? babe we’re already in season 3
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gossipgrid
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gossipgrid: Lando Norris was spotted at the restaurant inside the Hôtel de Paris Monte-Carlo with his best friend, singer Y/N Y/L.
According to sources nearby, the conversation seemed tense at first, with both appearing serious — but as time went on, smiles and laughter took over the table. Some even claim they were talking about feelings.
After everything that’s happened this month… what do you think? 👀
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user01: “talking about feelings” WHAT DOES THAT MEANNN
⤷ user02: like whose feelings??? about WHAT???
user03: i feel like they were clearing the air after all the rumors
⤷ user04: yeah probably just addressing everything that blew up
user05: she looks way more relaxed by the end though
⤷ user06: like whatever they talked about… helped
user07: bro definitely said something serious at the start
⤷ user08: and then tried to make her laugh after 😭
user09: imagine having THAT conversation in public… i’d pass out
user10: not them choosing the most romantic restaurant for a “serious talk”
user11: maybe they’re just really close friends working through things
⤷ user12: idk… the way they’re smiling later feels different
⤷ user13: like tension → relief type of vibe
user14: maybe he was just comforting her after the breakup
⤷ user15: that would make sense actually
⤷ user16: or maybe she was venting and he was listening
user17: “talking about feelings” could literally mean anything y’all 😭
user18: the emotional rollercoaster of that table must’ve been crazy
user19: whatever happened… they left smiling
⤷ user20: and that says a lot
user21: this whole situation is so interesting to watch unfold
⤷ user22: like real life slowburn
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yourusername
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yourusername: cota weekend, kinda obsessed with the cowboy vibe 🤠🤠
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lando: thought you said you weren’t bringing the hat
⤷ yourusername: i lied
⤷ user01: not him noticing the hat detail...
madelyncline: you look unreal 🤍
⤷ yourusername: love you 🥹
madisonbaileybabe: yeah okay cowgirl
⤷ yourusername: don’t start
tatemcrae: this is your look btw 🤤 𖹭 by author
flavy.barla: finallyyyyy, missed you 💌
⤷ yourusername: missed you more 🤍
maxfewtrell: about time
⤷ user02: ABOUT TIME FOR WHAT MAX???
⤷ user03: THEY’RE SO ANNOYING 😭
user04: the grid is never beating the allegations
user05: “cota weekend” like she doesn’t have a favorite driver there
⤷ user06: say his name babe
user07: she looks SO happy lately
⤷ user08: like glowing glowing
user09: soft launch going crazy
⤷ user10: soft??? this is medium at least
⤷ user11: just waiting for the hard launch at this point
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popfrenzyhq
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popfrenzyhq: Singer Y/N Y/L was spotted leaving Tampa right after finishing her concert, heading straight to the airport.
Considering that the Mexican Grand Prix is just hours away… could she be on her way to see Lando Norris? 👀
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user01: oh she’s NOT even hiding it anymore
user02: girl didn’t even rest 😭 straight to another country??
user03: tampa → mexico is crazy work… unless 👀
user04: he’s racing tomorrow btw…
⤷ user05: EXACTLY
⤷ user06: the timing is way too perfect to be a coincidence
user07: she looks tired but like… determined
⤷ user08: love makes you do crazy things fr
user09: imagine finishing a concert and immediately flying to see someone
⤷ user10: oh she’s DOWN BAD
⤷ user11: “best friend” making her catch flights now
user12: or maybe she just has work there??
⤷ user13: at the mexican gp??? be serious
user14: lando better win now
⤷ user15: the pressure is ON
⤷ user16: imagine he sees her in the paddock
⤷ user17: he’s not focusing on the race after that 😭
user18: this is literally a romcom
user19: if she shows up in mexico i’m done
user20: from concerts to circuits, she’s everywhere
user21: cota wasn’t enough for her 😭
⤷ user22: yeah no she’s definitely going
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yourusername: tampa you were incredible tonight!! i love you all so much, can’t wait to see you again soon 🩵🩵 thank you for showing up for your short n’ hot girl 😭
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user01: SHORT N HOT GIRL 😭
⤷ user02: she’s so real for that
selenagomez: you were unreal tonight 🩵
⤷ yourusername: stop i miss you 🥹
addisonraee: oh she ate 𖹭 by author
user03: THE BOOTS???
⤷ user04: i need those immediately
user05: she looks INSANE
lando: heard it was a good show
⤷ user06: HE HEARD??? FROM WHERE???
⤷ user07: sir aren’t you supposed to be racing soon???
⤷ yourusername: you would’ve loved it
⤷ user08: YOU WOULD’VE LOVED IT?????
⤷ user09: oh they’re not even trying anymore
⤷ user10: bro is waiting for her plane to land as we speak
user11: timing is suspicious
user12: he’s definitely seeing her soon
user13: she looks so happy lately
⤷ user14: love that for her
user15: drew crying somewhere
⤷ user16: leave him ALONE 😭
user17: i just know the next post is gonna be from mexico
user18: if she shows up at the paddock i’m DONE
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gossipgrid
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gossipgrid: Lando Norris and singer Y/N Y/L were spotted in the McLaren hospitality after the race, sharing a very affectionate hug.
Sources say that right after finishing the race, Lando went straight to her before anyone else. Are we finally getting close to a confirmation? 👀
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user01: STRAIGHT TO HER???
⤷ user02: not even the team first??? 😭
user03: yeah no this is NOT giving “just friends” anymore
user04: the way he’s holding her…
⤷ user05: THAT IS A MAN IN LOVE
user06: bro forgot the whole paddock existed
⤷ user07: priorities 😭
user08: she flew from tampa to mexico for THIS
⤷ user09: and it paid off
⤷ user10: we went from soft launch to medium rare real quick
user11: running to her after the race is insane behavior
⤷ user12: like actually cinematic
⤷ user13: imagine being that important to someone
⤷ user14: i’m sick
user15: the way she just LETS him hug her like that
⤷ user16: like she belongs there…
user17: y’all moved on FAST
user18: i just know the f1 group chat is losing it
user19: hard launch at brazil gp calling it now
⤷ user20: no because this is already a hard launch in my eyes
user21: the fact that this was caught on CAMERA too 😭
⤷ user22: they didn’t even try to hide it
⤷ user23: i don’t think they care anymore
⤷ user24: we love a successful storyline
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tracksidegossip
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tracksidegossip: A fan just sent in this photo claiming Lando Norris was at Y/N Y/L’s concert in Seattle last night… and not only that—he was seen taking photos of her during the show.
Considering the Brazilian Grand Prix is just 3 days away, fans are questioning the timing… but also losing it over the fact that he was behind the stage, camera in hand. Coincidence? or boyfriend behavior? 👀
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user01: TAKING PHOTOS OF HER???
user02: oh that’s CRAZY
user03: that is NOT casual attendance
⤷ user04: he didn’t just go… he went backstage 😭
user05: he’s literally her personal photographer now 🥹
⤷ user06: the soft launch is LOUD
⤷ user07: the way he’s focused on her…
⤷ user08: yeah that’s love idc
user09: he’s always loved photography too
⤷ user10: and now he’s using it on HER???
⤷ user11: bro said “i’ll capture the moment” 😭
user12: imagine being on stage and he’s behind the scenes taking pics of you
⤷ user13: i’d pass out mid song
user14: not him getting better content than the tour photographers
user15: brazil gp in 3 days but he’s in SEATTLE???
⤷ user16: priorities clearly set
user17: he’s in LOVE love
user18: next step: him posting the pics he took
⤷ user19: PLEASE
⤷ user20: imagine if those pics end up on her instagram
⤷ user21: i would lose my mind
user22: this is the cutest thing ever actually
user23: yeah okay they’re not hiding anymore
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yourusername: seattleeee you were unreal tonight 🩵 thank you for showing up, singing, and making this night so special for me. i love you endlessly, can’t wait to see you again soon 🤍 (photos by @ lando)
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user01: PHOTOS BY WHO????
⤷ user02: EXCUSE ME???
⤷ user03: she didn’t even try to hide it 😭
lando: not bad
⤷ user04: NOT BAD?????
⤷ user05: SIR YOU ARE DOWN BAD
⤷ yourusername: you got lucky
⤷ user06: THIS IS INSANE FLIRTING IN PUBLIC
user07: oh this is a hard launch idc what anyone says
jennierubyjane: these are beautiful 🩵 𖹭 by author
flavy.barla: oh so he’s the photographer now
⤷ yourusername: apparently
⤷ user08: APPARENTLY??? GIRL 😭
user09: he flew across the world just to take her pics
⤷ user10: boyfriend behavior FINAL FORM
user11: not him being credited like a professional photographer
⤷ user12: the way the pics are actually GOOD too???
⤷ user13: multi-talented king
user14: drew is somewhere deleting instagram
⤷ user15: LEAVE HIM ALONE 😭
user16: from “best friend” to “photographer” real quick