warnings, tags, and notes: smut, slight angst, cheating, mentions of alcohol, mentions of oral sex (fem receiving), fingering, mentions of a strap-on, mentions of sex, morning after, magui's gay awakening (lol), soft gay yearning, magui actually needs lily more than she'd like to admit, @lyslsstuff made me do it (love him for that), hope you all enjoy!! (also posted on my AO3 livvyviviw4k3)
Lily is not a big fan of parties. She'd rather stay inside with Oscar and watch a movie, maybe cuddle, or make out before they get tired and head to bed.
But here she was, stuck at a McLaren sponsor event, a team fun party! It lacked the fun, but at least there were drinks.
It would have been more bearable if she'd had Oscar by her side, but he had to be dragged off by Zak. She knew the American loved showing him off.
There wasn't much to do. She couldn't leave since Oscar came with her in the same car. She wasn't going to get drunk either, and it's not like she'd seen Lando around for at least a little bit of conversation.
The only thing left to do was get a refill at the bar.
Lily gets a mojito, ditching the vodka cranberry she'd been having earlier. Out of the corner of her eye, she sees blonde, wavy hair. A girl, her back turned, her hair swooping gently over her shoulders. It was a sight, even from here.
When the girl turns, Lily quickly recognizes her as Lando's girlfriend, Magui. She'd talked to her here and there, nothing particularly outstanding about her. Influencer, actress, big tits, pretty smile.
Lily also knew she wasn't very loved by fans, scandals surrounding her name. But it didn't matter. Lily was alone, and so was she.
She sits right next to her at the bar, making her presence known. Magui turns her head to the side, a nasty frown on her face, before she sees who has approached her. "Oh, it's you." She says softly, that lilt to her tone, sickeningly sweet accent, and a picture-worthy smile.
"It's me," Lily smiles back, tilting her head to the side. "How come you're not with Lando?"
The grin falls off the model's face, the roll of her eyes not going unnoticed by Lily. "We're a bit...upset at the moment." Lily hums, nodding at her words. She waits in silence, prompting her gently to continue.
Magui huffs, shaking her head with an irritated smile. "He can be so stupid sometimes. We fought on our way here; he tried to tell me to just not be with him the whole night. As if I didn't exist."
Lily blinks, staring at her side profile. She's very pretty. "That sounds horrible. I couldn't imagine being pushed away by my partner." Lily thinks about Oscar doing that, and she recoils internally.
"It's very frustrating, Lily. I wish our relationship were like yours and Oscar's." The model pushes her hair back, looking down at her martini.
"Well, it's not all perfect. Oscar and I fight sometimes, but we talk it out." Lily offers, sipping at her drink. Magui scoffs, looking back at the Brit.
"It's so easy for you to say that."
Lily is thrown off by the bitter comment, blinking. "I'm just saying that maybe you and Lando should talk about it."
Despite wanting to genuinely help, Lily notices that Magui isn't having it. Maybe she wanted to pick a fight, maybe she should just listen to her rant.
"The boys are busy as well, maybe he's just a bit distracted by the races." She tries again, but all she recieves is an eyeroll from the model. "God, you sound like his PR team." Magui scoffs.
Lily hates it when people can't even pretend to act civilly. "Could you not act like a brat?" She snaps.
Magui freezes mid-sip and puts her glass down. "Excuse me?"
"You're being completely unreasonable when all I'm trying to do is help." Lily scoffs, raising an eyebrow at Magui.
"Unreasonable," Magui repeats softly, tilting her head to the side. "Have I always been unreasonable to you, baby?" She hums, leaning into Lily's personal space.
Lily doesn't back down, staring down at Magui's pretty, plump lips. "Careful, there." That's all Lily says.
A hand starts snaking over Lily's night, blue dress. Manicured nails trace shapes, getting higher and higher up her thigh. "Keep your hands to yourself, or I'll have to show you where to put them."
Magui freezes, thinking maybe she's overstepped, maybe Lily isn't into her like that. But oh, boy. She totally is.
Still, the model inches her hand into her inner thigh and looks into Lily's eyes, searching for the hard no. It doesn't come, so she whispers. "Make me." That's all the fuel Lily needs for the fire.
Kissing Lily is easier than Magui thought. Her lips are so soft, but she's not gentle.
Her hands are under her dress in seconds, feeling up her sun-kissed skin, making her gasp softly.
They got another hotel room at the Hilton, having taken a cab and kissing hastily in the backseat, all while the driver tried not to look in the rear-view mirror. Lily hoped that he didn't recognize either of them.
Once she's got the model undressed and panting, Lily feels a strong buzz in her core. Magui's lipstick has been kissed off, lips raw and tingling, hands grasping for the sheets as Lily stares at her half naked body.
"Are you gonna keep staring?" Magui huffs.
"God, shut up." Lily retorts as she takes her hands and pins them above her head. There's that lazy smile again, the one that got them in this whole deal.
They kiss again, Lily's lips marking a path down her neck, then between her breasts, and finally over the waistband of her thong. Magui is panting, begging for more. "Fuck me better than my boyfriend." She whimpers, eyes trained on Lily's face.
Lily swallows, remembering Lando was in this equation, as was Oscar.
Shit.
But she can't really give it much thought since she's got a pretty thing under her, begging to get fucked.
Lily sits on Magui's lap, kissing her again. It's like she's repeating a part of a cycle just so she doesn't have to end it.
She plays with her blonde hair, twirling the ends between her ring and middle finger, feeling the softness of whatever hair oil she uses to keep her bleached strands full and bouncy.
Magui wants more, more, more. More than Lilly is willing to give her. "Please," She whispers again, chasing after the Brit's lips, licking into her mouth and settling her hands around her waist.
"Please, what? Don't even know what you're begging for." Lily hums against her mouth.
It's so deliciously cruel, Magui can't stand it, but she can't get enough of it either.
For some reason, Lily thinks of Oscar. It's a strange thing to think about your partner when you're kissing someone else. Maybe it's the guilt, maybe he won't even be mad at all.
It's not like she doesn't know Lando and him fool around on the side.
She simply turns a blind eye.
Magui is breathless and insatiable, wanting, needing. She pulls at Lily's dress, hands reaching for her underwear and pushing her fingers past the fabric.
Lily gasps, a surprise move from the girl under her as she starts fumbling to try and breach her entrance. "Mhm, yeah," Lily sighs, hand gripping Magui's neck as she pulls her for another kiss.
Her technique has a certain clumsiness; she is unsure and trying to see what feels best for Lily. "You'll fuck me, right?" She whispers against her lips, Magui's eyes looking all over her face, hopeful.
Lily finds the request a bit obsessive, like she's trying to prove herself something. "Keep asking, and I won't."
Magui pouts but tries to keep on fingering Lily, trying her best to impress the girl. But after a while, Lily kisses her and pushes her down. "You've never done this before, right?" Her tone is a bit condescending, talking to her like she's stupid.
Maybe that's what she needed, a little bit of pushing around and being mean to her before she gets to the good stuff.
Magui gives her a mean look for calling her out, lying on her back as she gets what she wants. "I don't have my strap-on, so no, I can't fuck you," Lily mumbles, hands pulling her thong down. "At least not in the way you want me to."
The night is filled with moans and whimpers. Lily can't remember the last time she had sex with a girl, all memories faintly playing in the back of her mind, some from university, others from secretive one-night stands.
She thinks about all the girls she's made into squirming messes just because she ate them out for longer than 15 minutes, longer than their boyfriends.
Magui loves it. She loves the attention, she loves the touching, and she loves- No. She doesn't love Lily, obviously; she barely knows the girl.
Maybe it's the thrill of a first time, of having new experiences. Magui wants this to be more than one night, she selfishly thinks as Lily makes her cum thrice in the night.
With flushed cheeks and quivering legs, she pulls Lily up her chest and kisses her. "You owe me a real fuck, baby." Magui purrs, breathing into her mouth.
"I don't owe you anything, Magui." Lily says to her, pulling away from Magui's body.
The model loathes the absence of warmth. She needs the shock value, something to catch her attention, have her to herself for a little while longer.
As she watches her leave the bed and reach for her clothes, Magui swallows. "I'm not gay, or anything." She blurts out, pretty, golden hair falling over guarded eyes.
Lily looks back at Magui with a look, something that feels tired and frustrated. "I'm not doing that."
There's a beat of silence. Then two.
Magui is wearing a faint smirk, staring straight into her eye. "Doing what?"
"That. I'm doing that," Lily scoffs softly, pulling on her underwear. She walks over to Magui, who's still sitting on the bed, and brings a hand to her jaw. "I'm not playing that game, okay? I'm not the person you should be resolving your sexuality with."
Magui is taken aback. The grip, the tone, it's so intoxicating that she can't get enough of it.
"So, go talk to your boyfriend and figure out whatever it is that's going on between you two." Lily lets go of Magui's jaw, quickly getting dressed and taking her purse.
If Magui calls out to her, Lily doesn't notice. She's too focused on getting back to her hotel room.
When Lily walks inside her hotel room, she spots Oscar on the bed, relaxed and scrolling on his phone. She blinks at him, thinking that he might have still been at the McLaren party.
"Hey, where have you been?" He asks, not accusatory, just curious. Lily takes a moment to answer, forgetting that she had to tell him.
"Oh, I was with Magui."
Oscar's brows furrow a bit. "Magui? Like, Lando's girlfriend?" Lily nods at him.
"Yeah." There's a beat of silence between them, just Oscar staring at Lily while she stood still by the door.
"She, um. They're having a bit of relationship problems. We just had a girl talk." This seems to calm Oscar down a bit, his mouth forming a soft 'o' as he nods.
"Girl talk, right. Shit, didn't know they were having a rough time." Oscar sighs, shrugging as if to say that's Lando.
"Yeah, exactly. She's alright now." Lily nods, walking over to Oscar. She feels his hands wrap around her waist, so loving, so clueless.
"Hope everything turns out okay for them." Oscar hums, smiling down at his girlfriend. They kiss for a bit before Lily says she needs to shower.
After showering, Lily rides Oscar until they're both spent. She replenishes her loyalty to him in the form of sex, thinking she can somehow make up for what she'd done.
And before falling asleep, she thinks about Magui's words.
I'm not gay, or anything.
Tough luck, girl.
In the morning, Lily is woken up around 9:32 AM by a faint buzzing from her phone, hearing the shower running from the hotel bathroom.
Oscar's in the bathroom, making her stir slightly. The buzzing from her phone doesn't stop.
Lily groans and picks up her phone, all messages from Lando. Her eyebrows furrow, reading the preview of each text. But what stands out to her is the first one he'd sent at 7 o'clock.
It's incredibly funny to me that Landoscar (papayaoi) be talking poetry and eye fucking each other while their girlfriends (wag papayuri) are celebrating lilys birthday party and probably gonna go to Scissor City afterwards. Love wins.
