Play with fire Pt 3- LN4 X Fem reader
Pairing: Lando x Y/n Fewtrell
Warnings: Angst, Smut, fingering, oral fem reseiving, mutual masturbation. (I've marked where the smutty parts begin and end with ----- in case you don't feel comfortable with those, they don't mention anything too relevant to the story.
Notes: This is a long one, but I wanted to finish it in one part.
If only your brother knew he was responsible for this happening.
It was almost New Year, your parents had booked a honeymoon kind of trip to Africa, you had plans with Leah to go to Paris, and your brother was going to Greece with his friends. But it all took a turn when Leah fell in love, and Pablo- her boyfriend- asked her to spend the holidays with him and his family in Spain, so now you were alone. Your brother found out about it and felt guilty you were spending the holidays alone, so he asked you to join them.
âHell nah, nope, youâre not wearing thatâ said Max as soon as he saw you walk down the stairs in a white see-trough bikini cover-up and one of the bikinis scandalous enough you only wore around your friends, and since this was a friends trip you didnât see why you couldnât wear it.
You turned to look around searching for something.
âDad, is that you?â You kept looking around as the other guys in the living room laughed.
âStop laughing you idiots! Baby, some help? Pleaseâ He turned to his girlfriend searching for backup.
âI think she looks amazingâ said your now favorite sister-in-law, winking at you.
âI wore the same bikini two days ago, just in a different colorâ
âOh, fuck you guysâ he stood from the sofa and rushed outside cursing under his breath.
âThanksâ you mouthed to both girls.
The rest of the guys turned to look away, you could almost see them blushing, but there were a pair of eyes glued to you. You looked where your brother had been sitting and caught Lando staring at you with a devilish grin. The way his eyes traveled your body flustered you, making your heart beat faster.
You had always thought of Lando as a platonic crush. At around 15-16, you had lost all hope of something happening when he started mimicking Max's attitude, treating you like a little sister and always protective, but at the same time bullying you in a brotherly way.
But for the last couple of years, he had turned into a good friend, you two taking turns to bully Max, talking and messaging about everything and nothing, him asking about school, you sending him encouraging messages after a good race and even deeper after a bad one. It all seemed like regular, friendly interactions until a few months ago when he had been a little too flirty and protective during your brother's birthday party. His arm once or twice going around your waist, holding you a little too close, talking to your ear when it wasnât necessary, and bullying away any other boys who dared to flirt with you. You always thought it had been the alcohol, but from the way his eyes were stripping you naked right now, you doubted it was just the extra shots of tequila.
"Let's freaking go!" Your bother yelled from the entrance making everybody inside the villa take their stuff and jump into the van that was taking you to the marina.
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Everybody else was enjoying the water as you decided to tan before jumping in.
âI think I shouldâve supported your brother against that bikini.â Lando sat on the lounger next to yours at the back of the yacht you had leased for the day.
âWhy is thatâ You turned your head looking at him over your sunglasses. His sight traveled from your naked back all the way down to your asscheeks barely covered by the cheeky bikini bottom. âLan?â
âIt is quite distractingâ
âI donât see how that's an issueâ when the fuck had you become such a flirt? And with your brother's best friend?
âWell I do, I donât particularly like how the rest of the guys are staring at you, Iâve held myself back from punching a couple of themâ his voice quite husky, making your core ache.
âNever pictured you as the jealous kindâ
âIâm protective of whatâs mineâ
âYours?â You lifted yourself a little from the lounger, settling on your forearms, your arms barely covering your tits. The moment he caught a small glimpse of one of your nipples his blood rushed from his cheeks down to his dick, causing an uncomfortable boner inside his swimsuit.
He stretched his arm to caress your face. His finger touched your cheek and you could feel your core beating in need. His finger traveled from your cheek to your neck down to your collarbone.
"Y/n" Pietra's voice startled both of you, Lando quickly sat back trying to cover the raging boner inside his shorts. "Max is looking for you, he's video chatting your parents"
"Seriously? He told on me?"
"Haha, no, your mom called him, they just want to say hello"
"Fine, I'll be right there"
"Ok, hurry" She said looking at Lando with a smile, and walked back inside. Lando helped you tie your bikini top, your skin burning at the feeling of his rough fingers.
"This isn't over" said Lando as you walked inside, making your heart rush.
Even if Max hadn't called them to tell on you, he didn't waste the opportunity and teamed up with your dad, claiming the bathing suit was too inappropriate.
"I'm not discussing my fashion choices, ok? It was nice talking to you guys but I want to swim before we go back. Love you Mom, love you Dad" You sent kisses to the screen and went back outside, jumping into the ocean, hoping it would ease the heat inside you.
A couple of hours later you were on your way back to the villa. Everybody was exhausted, it had been quite a day, this was when everybody got their headphones on to enjoy some "alone" time. And here you were, trapped in the back window seat, Lando by your side. His thigh in contact with yours, you could swear the temperature between you two was hotter than the sun. After a few minutes, he placed his hand on your thigh, making you gasp. You turned to look at the front to see if anybody had heard you, but no one seemed to have noticed. You searched for your brother, who thankfully was at the front dead asleep, his head laid over Pietra's, who was also sleeping, leaning against his shoulder.
When you looked over to your side, you found Lando's eyes on you. His cheeks flushed as his chest moved up and down fast.
He started drawing lazy figures on your skin, making your heart beat faster as your skin pebbled from the contact. He moved upwards slowly and you couldn't help but open your legs slightly. A mischievous grin on his face as he noticed your complicity. He took a finger against his lips, signaling you to keep quiet, then returned to your body. You held a gasp when his finger finally reached your bikini bottoms. The touch was light, barely there but he could feel how warm and wet you were, he bit his lips holding a moan himself.
"You ok with this?" He mouthed. You nodded, too scared any noise coming from you could bring attention to the situation at the back of the van.
"Good, let me know if you want me to stop," he whispered in your ear, leaving a wet kiss under it, making you bite your lip. This was going to be harder than you thought.
He increased the pressure against your clothed core, making you shiver from the anticipation. You kept biting on your lip a he drew circles around your clit and moved down to your entrance, the pressure just enough for you to feel it over the fabric.
"Lan, please" you whispered.
A devilish smile on his face as he indulged in the way you were trying to hold your moans and how your hips slowly grinded against his hand.
"Feel what you do to me" he took your hand and led it to his crotch. You pressed against his hard bulge. "Fuck" He moaned in a low growl, both of you turned to the front, but everyone seemed to be oblivious to the unholy situation happening at the back.
You both turned to look at each other and smiled nervously.
He returned his attention between your legs as you started to palm his boner over the fabric. As much as you were scared shitless that anyone could turn around and discover you, you had never felt so horny in your life. You loosened the knot from his swim trunks and sneaked your hand inside, the moment your hand touched his warm leaking tip, Lando pushed his head back biting his lip hard. Your soft touch was even better than he could ever imagine. You smiled at his reaction, you had never thought you would be in this situation with him, your brother's best friend.
You softly stroked him as he turned his head down to look at your small hand jacking him off under the fabric. He turned to look at you, and couldn't help to imagine how heavenly your mouth would feel around his cock. You took your hand out as he frowned from the lack of contact, but his eyes darkened when he saw your precum-stained fingers enter your mouth, your tongue savoring it as if it was the most delicious gelato.
He couldn't waste more time and pulled your bottoms to the side, sneaking a finger between your soaked folds. His dick twitched at the thought of how amazing it would feel to enter your slick pussy. But it was too dangerous to actually fuck, so a couple of fingers had to be enough. You brought your hand to your mouth when two of his fingers entered you, stretching you just enough to feel a slight burn.
He started fingering you as much as the constricted space allowed him to, and even when it wasn't the ideal setup, you could swear this was exactly what heaven felt like. You moved your hand to release his rock-hard cock from his pants and started jacking him off matching his fingers' pace. You stared at each other in complicity, trying to keep a straight face.
It only took a couple of minutes for you to feel the tightest knot ever inside your stomach, you closed your eyes and pushed your head down trying so hard to hold every little sound that tried to leave your mouth. The sight of you cuming just from his fingers sent Lando over the edge too, with the little consciousness he had left in his mind, he pulled his shirt to cover your hand and his dick, avoiding his cum to fall all over the seat.
As you tried to recover from the amazing orgasm and before the post-orgasm clarity washed over you you took your cum stained hand and licked it clean as he did the same with his soaked fingers.
"Finally," Aarav said as the van parked in front of the Airbnb door. "Dibs on the shower!"
You and Lando tried fixing yourselves quickly before anyone noticed your flustered appearance.
"Hell no mate, I called dibs on it before we left the yacht" Niiran rushed behind him inside the house.
Before everybody was out of the van you started to feel shame wash over you, what the fuck had you done?
You were the lasts to step out, Lando turned to help you down but you took your stuff and rushed to your room ignoring him, what the fuck had you done?!
You slamed shut the door and threw yourself in your bed, trying to make sense of what had happened, how the fuck did you end up jacking off Lando? The taste of his cum was still in your mouth as you tried to understand the last hours of your life. Your mind switching between a thousand thoughts a second to complete emptiness and panic.
You had lost track of time when a knock on your door startled you.
"Y/n? Are you there?" Ria's voice calmed your racing heart.
"Yes, coming" You stood up and opened the door.
"Hi- wait, you're not coming with us tonight?" Ria said, looking at you still in your bathing suit. You had completely forgotten about the nightclub plan for that night.
"Please tell me it's not because of your brother! You should not listen to Mr. I only wear jeans and quadrant merch"
You finally laughed a little.
"No, it's not because of him, today drained me out, that's all"
"But you're not here because of that" You said with a faint smile trying to convince her you were fine.
"Nope, but now I feel bad asking"
"Can I borrow your black Prada bag? I didn't bring anything to match tonight's dress"
"Sure! Come on in" You tried to use Ria as a distraction from the madness inside your head.
"Are you sure you're ok?" She asked before stepping out of the room.
"Ok, we will miss you tonight" She hugged you tight.
Before leaving for the club, your brother stopped by your room to check that you were ok. Ria had told him you were staying and missing a nightclub was a strange thing from you.
"Max, for the hundredth time, I'm fine, I'm just tired, and I want to save energy for the New Year's celebration." You walked to the door to open it and let your brother out of your room.
"Fine, but if anything comes up call me and I'll be right back, ok?"
"Love you." You hugged him and returned to your bed, melting into the anxiety.
When you heard the front door close, and silence filled the house your eyes started watering again. Your head was a mess; images of that afternoon mixing with memories from years ago, you and Lando messing around. Was this over?
Somewhere inside you felt like he should have stopped by and talked to you, asked if you were ok, like Ria and your brother had done. Maybe he regretted the situation too, maybe he hated what had happened, maybe he hated you too. Was it your fault? It couldn't be; it wasn't you who had started it all, was it? He had started with the flirting, and you didn't stop him. Was it your fault your friendship was now ruined? Was the friendship ruined?
A panic attack was approaching, and it seemed like a good time to shower, hoping it would help wash away some of the regret.
The cold water felt like a soothing breeze to your burnt skin and soul. A short break from the pain.
You threw yourself back on your bed, an oversized shirt the only piece that didn't feel asphyxiating. You scrolled through social media for some distraction, but all you got was fashion, F1, and Lando Norris. You couldn't blame the algorithm; you had built it brick by brick. You turned off your phone, wishing to fall asleep soon.
You spent an hour, or was it two?, rolling on your bed, the bed sheets too uncomfortable, and the AC's slight buzz driving you crazy.
"Ugh, fuck it!" You stood up and walked down to the kitchen. Maybe a glass of wine or two would numb you into sleep.
As you struggled with the stubborn cork, the sound of the front door opening froze you. You looked at the oven clock: 1:12 am. It was too early for the guys to be back, and whoever had opened the door was not as loud as a group of 7 would be.
You thought about turning off the light and hiding, but the sound of steps approaching the kitchen told you it was too late. You had seen enough true crime documentaries to know you were screwed.
A tennis shoe was barely visible through the corner of the wall leading to the kitchen when the loudest scream left your body.
"It's me!" Lando said as he raised his hands in surrender.
"Fuck, Lando!" You said, on the verge of crying.
"I'm sorry. I didn't expect you to be here so late- Wait..." He pointed at your left hand; you were holding a wine glass towards him. "You were going to toast me to death?"
"Shut up, I was scared." You turned to leave the wine glass on the counter before your shaky hands dropped it.
"Remind me we need to work on your survival skills."
"What are you doing here?" You hid your blushing cheeks by leaning on the counter and looking down at it.
"I... I need to talk to you."
Your heart stopped; his voice had turned serious.
"Please look at me." You heard him walk towards you and instinctively took two steps away. He stopped, and you could hear him sigh, your eyes still locked in the granite material from the counter.
"Fuck, I'm so sorry" He leaned agains the kitchen island and stared down at his feet. "I fucked up"
His words felt like daggers. You knew he regretted the situation, but hearing him say it broke your heart; for a moment, you thought something could happen between you.
"Lando." Your voice was so low he couldn't hear. You were going to ask him to stop and forget everything, but your voice was gone.
"Y/N, please tell me you forgive me. I don't want to lose you. I know I fucked up, but I couldn't help myself. I've never felt like this about anyone, and I know this isn't ok. How I feel about you is not ok. You're Max's sister; you're almost like my sister, but I can't help it. I couldn't help it, and I'm just a man. Like I don't want you to think that this was just because I was horny, the way you looked today was mega, but I do love you, which I don't think makes this situation better, I mean, if anything it makes it worse, me having such strong feelings towards you is just wrong, How can I explain that I fell in love with my mate's sister? It's just idiotic."
You stood there frozen, your hands holding tight to the counter. For a moment, you tried to focus all your attention on the cold feeling under your hands, worried you were hallucinating. Maybe you had fallen asleep and you were dreaming.
"This is the moment you say something... anything, tell me to fuck off or something, but just say something, please."
You took a couple of deep breaths and turned to finally face him. The way he looked didn't help at all. The half-open white shirt, the baggy jeans, the curls falling over his eyes, the mustache you had mocked so many times, looking so appealing.
Something in his eyes told you he was as lost as you were, your feelings matching perfectly. You started into his eyes. Those green, beautiful eyes, filled with love, backed up everything he had said.
You started walking towards him, your eyes locked with his.
When you reached him, your hand stretched toward his chest, and you firmly pushed him back until he stumbled with one of the kitchen island stools.
"Sit" you whispered. He did, his eyes never leaving yours. You could see he was trying hard to decipher your actions.
Your hands dropped to his knees, pushing them apart, and you placed yourself between them. His breath hitched as his heart raced faster than his F1 car.
You bit your lip, giving one last thought to what you were about to do.
Lando's eyes traveled down to your lips and then back to your eyes.
Your hands moved from his knees up his thighs. You heard him hold his breath as they passed over his hips and up his stomach towards his chest. You kept one hand over his beating heart as the other went further up to caress his cheek.
You smiled at him, and after a second of confusion, he smiled back.
"Fuck this" You whispered and pulled him to join your lips.
His arms instantly went around your body, holding you tight against him; it was as if he feared you would disappear.
The kiss was magical, something both of you had longed for so long.
You broke the kiss in desperate need of air. You smiled, both your lips plumped from the heavy makeout.
"Does this mean you don't hate me?" He whispered.
"Not sure just yet." You joked.
"You're mean" he said pulling you against him, both his hands indulging on the feeling of your covered ass under them.
"The bullying won't stop just because I love you," You said with a cheeky smile.
"You love me?" He asked in a serious tone.
"The jury is still debating on that one."
"They better hurry." He said with a smile as he held your neck and pulled you to kiss again. He had tasted your lips and now desperately needed more.
He pushed you back without breaking the kiss, got off the stool, turned around, and pulled you to sit over the kitchen island. You gasped at the feeling of the cold surface touching your warm, bare thighs. His hands started their journey from your calves, up your thighs, sneaking under the hem of the oversized t-shirt. He grunted at the feeling of your bare skin under the cotton fabric.
He broke the kiss to stare into your eyes, fire consuming both of you.
"I fucking love you so much" He whispered against your lips.
"I love you too," You whispered back. You threw your arms around his neck and pulled him in for a hug.
His hands went around your waist as he buried his face in the crook of your neck, your shirt riding up your body, exposing your bottom part. He inhaled your shampoo scent, a mix of coconut and vanilla; it was intoxicating.
He pulled back a little, and his eyes traveled down to where your body had been left exposed.
"You really want this? I love you, and I don't want to do anything you don't want to. I don't want to rush you in any way. But just know, if we keep going, I don't think I will be able to stop. I need you so bad."
"Lando, I want you more than anything I've ever wanted in my life."
You could see those green-loving eyes turning dark. A wicked smile took over the lovely, curly-haired guy's face.
He attacked your mouth again and then traveled down your neck, gently pushing you to lay over the kitchen island. His hands indulged in the warm feeling of your soft thighs as he got your knees apart.
The moment you felt his warm breath hit your hot core, you propped on your elbows.
"I love you," he said, looking into your eyes and slowly approaching your apex, leaving small love bites on your thighs. The first contact of his tongue was mindblowing, and it kept getting better. You tried holding on to something; you needed to ground yourself before you lost your mind, but only his curls were in hand. You pulled on them hard, making him moan, and he increased the pressure of his mouth.
Your first loud moan echoed through the house, making you aware of exactly where you were.
"Lando, wait!" You pulled his head from between your legs, you cursed at yourself a little, you needed him so bad, but you had become aware of how exposed you were.
"What?" His glistening lips caught you off guard. Just when you thought he couldn't look any hotter, there he was, messy hair and his face covered with your juices.
"What do you think I'm doing?" he answered with a shit eating grin.
"You know what I mean, Norris."
"Ugh, fine, I'll have it for takeout" he rolled his eyes and leaned down to take your legs and pulled you over his shoulder, your shirt riding up, your ass was on full display.
"Lando, wait!" you tried to pull the shirt back but he slapped your ass.
"Shush! I would like to have my dinner in peace, please." He walked to his room and laid you down gently on the mattress. He stopped at the foot of the bed, staring at your figure. Finally, he had you there. He had dreamed about this for so long; he was afraid this was just another one of those dreams.
"Do you really want to do this?" He asked, the playful tone gone. You knew this was as nerve-racking for him as it was for you.
"Yes, I want this. I want you," You answered, matching his tone. To back up your statement, you opened your legs, letting him enjoy the view of your exposed needy core.
"Are you waiting for a written invitation?" You spoke when he remained in the same place.
"So sassy," he said, taking off his clothes. You almost choked when looking at his hard boner. You had seen it before, but now that he was standing up, it seemed even more impressive.
He climbed between your legs, making sure not to lay all his body weight over you.
"I love sassy" He whispered and attacked your lips again.
The way he kissed, bit, and touched your body was out of this world. You couldn't exactly say you had a lot of experience. You have had your fair share of sexual encounters; some had been good, and some others were completely forgettable, but with Lando, it felt different. There was something about knowing him for so long that you could speak without using words. You always dreaded the corny movies where the first time people had sex seemed magical and like a fairytale, but the first time he entered you felt like that, it was a strange feeling. You knew it was impossible, but if you could live like that until your last day, you would; having him inside felt incredibly right. He knew how to read your body and your expressions, when to slow down, and when to go harder. And thank god he knew the difference between harder and faster.
The moment you reached your second climax of the night, you were sure the neighbors were calling the police, there was no way they hadn't heard you scream out of your mind, but then the loud moan Lando let out when he came was equally as loud, probably letting them know you weren't in danger it was just two people having some adult fun.
You had never enjoyed the post-sex cuddling part; all the times you had done, it was at a place where you weren't supposed to be spending the night, a friend's house, some dude's car, or your own house where parents or Max were coming back in the morning, leading to you or your companion to part ways before sunrise. So, being able to experience the first actual night with Lando made things even more special. You tried to stay awake as much as possible, softly caressing his beautiful features, tracing over every single mark on his skin, but after two long, incredible orgasms, you were out and eventually fell asleep.
The feeling of rough but gentle fingers caressing your shoulder and neck woke you up, your back pressed against Lando's bare chest. You knew you eventually had to leave the bed and return to your room before anyone noticed you weren't there, but it felt too good to move. Your pebbling skin let him know you were awake, and like you, he was aware that you had to leave soon, but he was willing to deal with any demon your brother might turn to just to have a couple more minutes with you like that. You turned slowly, looking at him, and without a word pressed your lips against his; the kiss was soft yet hungry.
"You gotta be fucking kidding me, mate" Your brother's voice echoed loudly all over the top floor.
You turned to look straight at the door, scared, but it was still closed. You let out a relaxed sigh, but fuck, you were not in your room what if Max had gone to look for you.
"That was your brother," Lando spoke, too loud for comfort.
"Shhh." You covered his mouth, trying to discover if his voice was coming from your room.
"Nah, mate, how the fuck did that happen, are you kidding me?"
"X-ray vision doesn't run in your family, right?" Lando tried to joke the nerves away.
"Fuck's sake" you heard Max's voice get further and heard him step down to the first floor.
"This is our chance. You leave first, distract him, and I'll get out later." You stood up, picking up your shirt.
"I think you should go first," He said as he stayed in bed
"Not a good time to be a gentleman, Lando"
"Oh, it's not a gentleman thing. It's a... well, a male issue." He looked down at his lap, and you followed. An impressive tent between his legs; you could trace the figure under the white sheet, and it made your core beat in need, but there was no time for that, not when your brother was screaming like that.
"Don't look at me like that. It's all your fault."
"How is that my fault?" you whispered-shout.
"For looking that hot and being so beautiful." You blushed at his words, but a door slaming shut reminded you of the current situation.
You rushed to him on the bed and laid a hurried kiss on his lips.
"Ok, baby." Hearing him calling you baby made your knees buckle.
You rushed to the door and carefully opened it to make sure no one was around. Thankfully, your room was just a couple of steps down the hall from Lando's, so when no one was around, you rushed to it. You got some underwear and pajamas on and walked down to the living room. There, you found your brother on his phone, passing around angrily, Pietra sitting on one of the sofas and Aarav sitting on the one across from her.
"What happened?" You whispered to your sister in law, sitting next to her.
"Someone rear-ended the McLaren."
"Yes, and the garage has no idea who did it because of some issue with the cameras."
"Oh, shit" You felt bad. You knew your brother was heartbroken; it wasn't the fact that it was a McLaren; it was the fact that Lando had gifted him that car on his last birthday, and it had been the first McLaren Lando had bought with his F1 money. That car was special.
You sat in silence as your brother kept passing around. A couple of minutes later, Lando walked down. You stared at each other, a knowing smile on both of your faces. He sat next to you, asking in a low voice what had happened. You and Pietra filled him in.
You looked at each other, a silent agreement not to say a word about your situation.
He took his phone and started tapping around.
"Ugh, fuck!" Max hung up the phone and threw it to the closest couch. "Mate, I'm so sorry, someone rear-ended the McLaren"
"The whole back on the right side is messed up." Max sat next to Pietra, the blond girl pulling him into a hug. "I'm sorry, mate."
"Don't worry about it; it wasn't your fault."
"Yeah, mate, but you've had it for years, and it was good, but just a couple of months with me, and I've destroyed it." Hearing your brother so sad made your heart ache.
"It wasn't your fault, and actually I've sent an email to the MTC, they'll fix it, don't worry about it. It will be as good as new."
"You don't have to do that."
"Don't worry about it." You turned to look at Lando; you could just jump onto him and kiss him, but instead, you discretely took his hand laying next to your thigh and gave it a thankful squeeze, and he squeezed it back.
Max had woken everyone up, and since the situation had put everyone on high alert, you decided it was time for breakfast. You and Aarav started cooking. Who would've thought Aarav had turned into such a good chef? After a couple of quadrant cooking videos, he discovered a hidden passion for cooking, and the rest of the team was willing to take advantage of it, making him cook as much as possible.
You all had breakfast, trying to stay as far away as possible from the McLaren topic.
"Can we please skip the beach today and stay by the pool?" Ria begged, laying on the sofa with a Stanley filled with electrolytes.
"I second that." You spoke, sitting on the carpet next to her.
"How do you look worse than us if you skipped last night's club?" Your brother said, walking towards the other end of the living room to the sliding door leading to the backyard, where a fresh pool was calling your name.
"Thanks, brother, I love you too," You bit back quickly, trying to hide the mild heart attack his statement had caused.
"Not nice, love," Pietra scolded your brother.
"I'm just saying, she's younger and had a full night of sleep. She shouldn't look like she was at a rave last night."
"Ok, enough, c'mon, let's all go get our bathing suits. I'm with Ria on this one, too." Pietra took your brother's hand and pulled him up the stairs.
Lando stared at them with an odd look on his face.
"Chop-chop, guys." The blond girl clapped, and everyone walked up to get ready.
"Do you think she knows?" Lando sat on the lounger next to you.
"I don't know," you spoke, keeping your eyes on your book, both of you trying to pretend you were just sitting there, your lips barely moving when you talked.
"Do you think she will tell him?"
"I hope not. This doesn't seem like a good moment to do it"
"I agree." He finally turned to look at you, and you turned to look at him.
God, he looked so good, his curls wet and a couple of drops traveling down his chest.
"You're staring," He said, turning back at the pool to make sure no one was up to you.
"It's your fault for looking that hot and being so beautiful." He rolled his eyes at you copying his phrase from that morning.
"Oi, Lando, 2 vs 2?" Niiran yelled from the pool.
"Sure" he stood up from the lounger and cannonballed inside the pool, splashing you.
"Rude!" you yelled at him without being able to hold back the big smile on your face.
And that's how it ran for the last couple of days. You and Lando sneaking in and out of each other's rooms every night. Touching and kissing whenever you were out of sight. Silent sex had been the hardest with how good Lando made you feel, but you managed to keep everyone in the dark about you.
Finally, New Year's came. You both were looking forward to the celebration but dreaded the date at the same time since it meant there were only two more days left of the vacation, only 2 more days of you two together 24/7.
"I don't think I will be able to keep my hands to myself with you looking like that," Lando said to your ear when he caught you walking out of your room, his hands around your waist as you rested your head on his chest.
"I don't think we can come clean yet," you said, tracing the veins from his forearms with your fingers.
"I know." He sighed, burying his face on your neck, indulging in your perfume's sweet and citric scent.
A door opening made you jump, and you stepped away, pretending you were chatting.
"Hey guys, are you ready?" Steve walked out of his room, trying to roll up his sleeves.
"Sure, let's go" Lando walked past you but sneaked a soft slap to your ass as he walked towards his friend who still struggled with the stuborn material.
You rode to the restaurant for New Year's dinner. Lando sat beside you; you were nervous this would raise suspicions, but everyone seemed so excited for the night that they didn't notice, not even when your cheeks flushed as he sneaked his hand under your dress and started caressing your thigh. You were relieved but also frustrated when his hand remained there for the rest of the dinner. Just his thumb drawing circles every once in a while, sending shivers down your spine.
After dinner, you reached the nightclub; it was one of Mikono's clubs with a private beach. The music and drinks were amazing, and you all were having the time of your life.
"Meet me down at the beach in 5," Lando said to your ear as he gave a soft squeeze to your hip.
"But, count down..." You were going to protest, but when you turned around, he was gone.
You looked at your clock; it was 11:20. Maybe he just wanted to have a quick makeout session before the new year.
"I'm going to the toilet," You yelled to Ria and Pietra.
"Want me to go with you?" Ria offered.
"No, it's ok, I'll be right back." You winked at the girls and walked toward the toilets. When you were out of sight, you changed paths and walked down some stairs that led to the beach.
"Miss Fewtrell?" One of the waiters intercepted you.
"Follow me." He walked you towards a secluded part of the beach. As you approached, there were some candles and tons of white roses.
"That way." The waiter signaled a lighted path where Lando was waiting next to a small table with a bottle of champagne and two glasses.
You approached him slowly, not sure of what was happening.
"It's not what you think," He said, holding back a smile.
"You have to admit it does look like it," You answered, breathing deeply to calm your rushing heart. Not that you didn't want to, but marrying Lando was still further down the line.
"I know, but I just wanted to do things properly, and when the club told me they had this available, I took it just to see your reaction."
"You're an idiot," you nervously laughed.
He took your hand and pulled you next to the little table. You nervously turned back to look at the path you had walked in. The music was loud, and you were afraid someone could see you.
"It's ok, nobody can see us here. When I called to arrange this, they told me all sorts of 'activities' were allowed because of the level of privacy". His crooked smile told you exactly what he meant.
"You know we're not doing it here on the floor, right? Plus, in no time, they will be searching for us."
"I know, I know. But it sounded like a great idea."
"You're crazy." You smiled and threw your arms around his neck, pulling him in for a kiss.
"Don't start something you're not planning to finish, you muppet."
He smiled against your lips and gave small pecks.
"Baby, listen. We don't have much time, but I want to do things right. I don't want you to think this is just some rushed decision. I love you; I've loved you for as long as I can remember. And after that first 'approach', the heartache I felt by just thinking I had lost you made me realize how much I need you in my life. So, y/n Fewtrell, will you give me the honor of being my girlfriend?"
"Of course." You said between soft sobs trying to hold back tears. You had thought about torturing him for a little bit, but his words had caught you off guard; you didn't expect such beautiful words to come from him. Not that he wasn't nice, but romance had never been his forte.
"12, 11, 10, 9..." the countdown started. Lando took the champagne glasses, handing you one
"Happy New Year!!" You heard everyone shout.
He pulled you in for a kiss. Making this the best New Year's celebration ever.
"Happy New Year, baby," He said, clinking your glasses.
"Happy New Year, love." The word shooting sparks all over his body.
You spend a couple more minutes in that little piece of heaven when your phone buzzed.
"It's Ria. We need to go back."
"Not yet, he just got over the car problem. If we drop this on him now, he might lose his mind."
"You're right." But as soon as we can, we're coming clean about this, ok?"
"Of course." You pulled him in for a kiss, and both walked back to the top part of the club. Right before you stepped back inside, he pulled you hard against him.
"I love you," He said and kissed you hard.
"I love you" you said back and gave one last peck as you took separate paths back to your table.
"Where were you?" Ria asked when you rejoined the group. Lando was already there, drink in hand. "Oh my god, did you make out with someone?" Her voice was loud, thanks to the amount of drinks in her.
"What?!" You and your brother asked at the same time.
"Your lipstick, it's smudged over here." She handed you a napkin, and you cleaned the bottom lip. "Who was it?" the question made your heart rush.
"Nobody, I mean, I don't know him. The guy just surprised me."
"WHO WAS IT? I will teach him a lesson or two about consent." Your brother left his drink on the table and was about to walk away, but you and Pietra held on to him.
"Calm down, avenger." You rolled your eyes at your brother's reaction.
"Yeah, mate. Plus, it looks like she had a good time," Lando said with a shit-eating grin.
"Meh, he seemed desperate, that's why I let him do it," You bit back, a challenging look on your face.
"Was he cute? Where is he?" Ria looked behind you, trying to find the mysterious guy.
"He was ok, nothing extraordinary." You kept your sight on Lando, and he narrowed his eyes.
"Yoooo, who's ready for another round?!" Steve approached the table with a tray filled with shots.
The party ran until the first rays of light started to paint the sea. You all went to a public beach to enjoy the last two bottles of champagne.
You were sitting on the sad, Ria holding your hand while her head lay on your shoulder as you two enjoyed the sunrise. She had become your best friend in the group. Being the only two girls when it all started tied you.
Lando sat by your side, escaping the group of drunk guys playing, or at least trying, to play football on the beach. His body pressed to yours as his hand took your free hand in his. You turned to look at him, a big smile on your face.
"I love you," he mouthed.
"I love you" you mouthed back
You lay your head on his shoulder, confident that if anyone would see you, they would only see a group of drunken friends, enjoying the last couple of moments of the New Year's party.
You went back to the villa and stalled in the kitchen, waiting for everyone to go to their rooms so you could sneak into Lando's room. The perfect ending to a perfect day.
The hangover the next morning was god awful. Everyone was unable to stand the sun or each other's voices, so you all spent the day locked in your rooms. Which worked out perfectly for you and Lando, no hiding, no sneaking, just you two in bed, enjoying each other's company.
The last day was a bitter one. You wanted to say a proper goodbye since he was flying straight to Barcelona for some pre-testing, and you were flying back home with the rest of the group. But it was impossible, all sorts of things were making you late to the airport, and no privacy, only allowing you to say goodbye with a tight hug and a silent promise to come clean so you wouldn't need to hide anymore.
But the moment never seemed to be right, whenever you tried to talk to your brother, something always came up, a problem with Quadrant, a fight with Pietra, some issue with your parents. It felt like life was against you and Lando to finally come out.
Until now. Maybe you had pulled the band too much, and since you weren't willing to understand, life ripped the band-aid off at once.
You tried to find the words, your brother was stubborn as fuck and it wasn't going to be easy trying to explain this to him.
"Max, listen, we didn't expect this either, like it just happened, I'm not-"
"Sure, it just happened, for... I don't even know how long, how long has this been going?"
You turned to look at Lando.
"How long?" He asked again.
"Since New... you were fucking in greece?! with everyone around?!"
"We're not fucking!" You yelled at him, it really bothered you, he was still talking about hits like just a boothycall.
"Listen, Max" Lando spoke, his voice the only one still in a reasonable volume and tone. "Do you remember our last conversation in Abu Dhabi?"
"What does that have to do with this?"
"How we talked about special people in our lives, how sometimes you can feel like nothing makes sense, like you're going nowhere, but suddenly, someone appears, someone with the right words, the right feel, someone that in a weird, magical way makes everything fall into place?"
You could see your brother's face change; you had to remember this and use it to bully him at a less inappropriate time. You never thought your brother could be so soft and romantic. But it seemed to work. His face softened.
"I told you I had no fucking idea what you meant, and I realized it was because I had it with me already. Y/n has been grounding me and giving me that level of comfort since we met, that's why I had no idea what you meant. I wasn't aware of it until I came close to losing her, and I realized why I didn't understand what you meant about it finding you, she had found me a long time ago, I just didn't know".
Lando turned to look at you and moved to sit next to you. You got nervous when his hand stretched out to touch your face. It seemed like his words had calmed your brother, and you were anxious that his approaching you would ruin everything. The moment his finger touched your skin, you realized you were crying. He cleaned your tears with his finger and held your hand in his. You turned to look at your brother, his expression still uncomfortable, but calmer than the one he had had a couple of minutes ago.
"I'm still not fully ok with this, I think it's still sick. But you will be the one telling our parents about this. You have a week or I will tell them, and I won't be nice about it."
"I will call them tomorrow."
"And if you break her heart or make her cry...again. Your career is done because there will be no more Lando Norris in this world, deal?"
"I need a drink." Your brother walked to Lando's kitchen.
"Do you think that orgasm tears count like crying, because I don't think I will be alive for a long time if those count"? Lando whispered in your ear.
"Too soon for those jokes, Norris."
"I suggest you keep those jokes to yourself," Pietra added. "You're bad at whispering, Lando," the blond girl said, standing up to join her boyfriend in the kitchen.
After a few hours, you were all sitting at the dining table. Peace had been restored, sort of. Your brother sat between you and Lando, pretty immature, but if it made him feel better about it, you would let it pass.
"Oh, come on baby, you can't tell me you never suspected it, it was right there all the time" P looked at your brother amused.
"They were always looking at each other with lovey dovey eyes, the excessive inncesesary touching, Lando was never as careful with any other girls, the twitch streams, it was so evident."
"Who do you think was Bobcat?"
"You were BobCat?" Your brother turned to look at you.
"In the flesh, you're welcome btw, I spend a lot on those streams"
"Why BobCat? That's a terrible name."
"What's Lando's nickname?" Pietra said
"Exactly, BobCat." Your brother stared at his girlfriend, still confused. "Think Puss in Boots"
"Cat, Puss- You're nasty. Our parents didn't raise you like that."
You all laughed and could feel the tension wash away.
"Oh, what was all that about losing her?" Your brother turned to stare at Lando.
"We can talk about that at another time," Lando answered still unsure on how to let him know he had fingered fuck you in a van full of people and that had caused a panic attack on both of you thinking you had screwed your friendship.
"Should I start digging a grave?"
"No, just we'll tell you at another time, ok? Trust me,"You took your brother's hand, and he silently agreed.
Your parent weren't probably going to be as amused with the news, as much as they loved Lando, they always expected you to marry some doctor, lawyer, or in general someone who didn't travel around the world risking his life every weekend. But that was a problem for tomorrow. Now you would just enjoy having your boyfriend and your brother in the same room without having to hide.
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