#*ln04

[cuthechicane]

lando & baby p 🥰

[spikershoyo]

birthday special | lando norris x f!reader | smut | minors DNI!

warnings, tags, and notes: smut, oral sex (fem and masc), eating cake while getting your pussy eaten (lol), mentions of drinking, Lando having the tiniest existential crisis, fingering, happy birthday to the only boy ever <3

Lando groaned softly when his eyes opened in the morning, already knowing he woke up too early on a day off. But he quickly relaxed back into the sheets when he felt your warm body against his, head tucked into the side of his neck, he was content with laying there for a few more hours. He didn’t know that you were already awake, having looked at his peaceful, sleeping face when you had woken up. 

You waited a few minutes to shift, murmuring a soft ‘good morning, baby’ as Lando tightened his hold around you. He grunts something back in response, eyes still heavy from sleep. You peppered kisses over his neck, eliciting a soft sound from Lando, your hands tracing down his warm body, making the Brit squirm. “Your hands are cold,” He sighed, relishing in your kisses. “Happy birthday, Lan,” You whispered into his skin. 

Lando smiles at the low congratulations, murmuring a ’thank you’ before pulling you closer, turning you both over, and having you sit on his lap. Lando sighed with contentment, watching you with adoring eyes. Hair messy and his t-shirt resting over your frame, it’s better than anything he could have asked for. 

Your hands now run down his bare chest, touching and feeling the skin you had access to at any time of the day, Lando’s wolfish smile beaming up at you as his hands rested on your hips, sliding under your sleeping shirt and tracing over your panties. “Look at you,” He hummed, shifting your hips so that you moved over his morning wood, making both of you groan out in pleasure. Lando entertains the idea of sinking into you and sleeping through the rest of the morning, meeting up with his parents later, but you have something else planned. 

You slide down his lap and settle between his legs, planting your hands on his thighs as you gaze up at him. “Wanted to give my sweet boy something special on his birthday morning,” Lando’s dazed expression makes you giggle, his fingers gripping onto the meat on your hips. 

Lando takes a deep breath when he feels your lips around the tip of his cock, your hands having pulled his boxers down. He leaned his head back on the pillows, getting comfortable while fighting back the urge to buck his hips into your mouth. 

Morning head on his birthday sounded heavenly, it was more than he could have asked for. Lando doesn’t last long, quickly finishing in your mouth and pulling you back up to him for a kiss. 

You managed to begrudgingly get Lando out of bed, still lazy from his first birthday treat. There were a few moments when Lando realized he was turning 25, a very real, very adult age. While avoiding a midlife crisis, you got him to get ready so you could go visit his family, who had landed in Monaco last night so they could celebrate Lando’s birthday. 

Everything was perfect, all the people he loved gathered around for a nice brunch. His parents, brother and sisters, friends, cousins, grandparents, and you, the person he most loved. 

He laughed and had the best of time, getting a small cake so the people he loves can celebrate him, and even now at 25 he still doesn’t know where to look when they’re singing happy birthday to him. So he settles to look at you. 

Later into the day you and Lando had decided to go out clubbing with a few friends for some more adult fun, a few of the drivers from the grid coming out to wish him a nice one. 

Lando’s tipsy and he’s happy, happier than he’s been in a while. He gets to hold you and kiss you, be celebrated by you, and just have a good day. So when you both come back stumbling into your apartment, tipsy and gleeful, Lando is insatiable. Ever since you both grabbed a cab back home he’s been all over you, whispering dirty promises and sweet nothings into your ears. 

You’re hungry when you walk into the kitchen to get a glass of water, Lando whining for you to come to bed, wanting to have you undressed. “Baby, come on,” He sighs, bent over and leaning on the kitchen island, gazing at you. “Hold on, birthday boy, I’m hungry.” When you open the door to the fridge nothing looks too appetizing except for Lando’s birthday cake. 

When Lando watches you stab a fork into his birthday cake, he smiles softly, walking towards you so he can settle his hands on your hips. “Gimme some,” He murmurs as he pulls you closer by your hips. You fork into the cake and stab him a piece, feeding it to him with a smile. Lando hums at the fluffy and sweet taste, the buttercream frosting melting across his tongue. “Come here,” He whispers, lifting you so you sit kitchen island. Your eyes gaze into his, dragging down his body, admiring the chain that hangs low on his chest, the few buttons he left open on his dress shirt taunting her to take it all off. 

Lando’s lips quickly press against your neck, mouthing over the heated skin, licking and biting gently. A soft moan escapes your lips as Lando spreads your legs apart, settling himself between them. “Lemme have another bite,” Lando then whispers against your lips. Lando’s hands rest on the top of your thighs, waiting expectantly with a dazed smile. 

You both share a few more bites of cake before the Brit decides he wants to eat something else. Slow, deliberate kisses are pressed down your chest, your party dress having been pushed down earlier. When he reaches the heat of your core he practically moans, hungry for more. 

Your hands run down the nape of his neck, coming back up to play with his curls when he pulls your panties down, pressing his nose against your core and smirking, littering kisses over your inner thigh before practically making out with your cunt. 

“Taste so good,” Lando moans, your hips bucking up against his mouth, whimpers falling from your lips with ease. Lando hums and nips gently against your clit, making you jolt and hit him swiftly in the back of his head, causing a laugh from the man between your legs. 

Lando eats you out like a man starved, whining and thrusting into the air as he looks up at you, eyes hooded and nose pressed against your bundle of nerves. Your body felt like it was on constant overdrive, a wave of hot and cold washing over you. 

“Oh, fuck, Lan,” You moan out, the sound resounding a bit in the fairly quiet apartment, the only other sound being the squelch between your legs, Lando’s tongue doing wonders for your pleasure. “H-hey, I should be the one pleasing you,” You chuckle breathlessly, cheeks flushed and feeling a beginning coil in your stomach. 

“This is a pleasure to me,” Lando mumbles against your pussy, pulling back to lick his lips and dip two fingers, making your mouth open in a loud moan. “That’s it, pretty girl, I know you’re close,” He smirks, knees starting to ache from kneeling on them. 

With one hand in his curls and the other one gripping the edge of the kitchen island, your hips buck up onto Lando’s digits, your bottom lip trembling when he blows air against your core. “Please, please, lemme cum, Lan, feels so good,” You plead, eyes staring down into pretty green eyes, his smile widening as you beg.

“Come on, baby, cum on my fingers,” Lando says, lips quickly going back to suck on your clit while his fingers pump in and out of your runny cunt, his soft chuckles sending shockwaves throughout your body.

When pleasure overcomes you, a delicious coil unwinding in your stomach, Lando licks up into your pussy, relishing in the slick and cleaning you up. 

Lando stands up from between your legs and licks his fingers, crashing his lips into yours so you can taste yourself on his tongue. “So sweet,” He murmurs against your lips, one of his hands coming up to swipe at his birthday cake, finger dipping into the frosting before he presses the digits against your bottom lip, prompting you to suck the yummy buttercream off. 

“And that’s even sweeter,” Lando cheekily adds, a small giggle escaping him once you roll your eyes at him. 

Now as the night ends and you’re both in the bathtub, soaking in the bubbles, Lando realizes that this is all he could have ever wanted. Sure, the presents and the company were nice, but all he wanted was you, and his wishes were granted. 

The Brit relaxes against your chest, freshly cut mullet damp and sticking to the nape of his neck, his eyes closed as your hands rested over his stomach under the water. “I love you,” Lando says, “Thank you for today, it’s been really nice.” He smiled to himself, knowing that this would be one of the many memorable birthdays he had. “I love you too, baby,” You whisper back to him, pressing a kiss to the top of his head. “Happy birthday, Lando.” 

<3

[norclaren]

will: lando, do you mind if i dedicate this to someone? lando: go ahead will, of course you can! will: my dad passed away 10 years ago today as i was on the way to Singapore or just about to leave to Singapore. So, this is to him. He would be very proud of us all.

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his hands - ln04 fluff

pairing: lando norris x fem!reader

requested prompt: "you're hand is so big"

summary: lando taking care of you after a rough night out, special appearance from landos impossibly sexy hands

warnings: implied smoking and alcohol use, other than that just fluff ❤

a/n: im so worried this turned out a bit cringey. also guys please dont use makeup wipes irl they destroy your skin but i used them in this fic for the romantic moment🙏also sorry its so short!!

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the key turned in the door with a click. you stumbled into the apartment, clutching onto lando. he helped you onto the bed, you were barely awake.

"okay let's get you cleaned up." he whispers. his voice was so smooth and it resonated in your core.

you groan, curling up on the bed, unable to respond. you're head is pounding and your body is exhausted. your joints are aching. you let your eyes slip shut, feeling the nicotine and alcohol still lazily flowing through your system.

your hair was a mess and your mascara smudged under your eyes. you were a wreck, but the night with lando was well worth it. and seeing him in that black button up was the cherry on top.

you heard his footsteps returning from the bathroom but the exhaustion keeps your eyes closed. you feel something cold running over your face, you flinch a little, opening your eyes.

"what are you doing?' you mumble, looking up at him. he's kneeling beside you, makeup wipe in hand.

he doesn't answer, just smiles abd shakes his head. he kisses your cheek and returns to the bathroom.

if you'd been sober, the sweet action would have made your heart throb, but sleep was clouding your mind.

he comes back to the bedroom, foot steps soft against the floor. he lays down next to you and you groggily roll over to face him.even in your semi-conscious state, his green eyes make you smile. "you wanna change clothes?" he asks

"mm mm" you shake your head, frowning. you just wanted to sleep.

"ok", he says, as his hand comes around you and he laces your fingers with his.

"hmmm" you hum, almost giggling.

"what is it," he says.

"you're hands are big", you murmur

"i guess so", lando laughs, you didnt see him blush in the darkness.

you trace the veins of his hand, his fingers, up his arm. you touch his rings. admiring.

"and sexy too" you say softly, slurring your words a little.

he swallows, he knew you wouldn't remember this in the morning.

"i like when you wear those rings," you continue, he doesn't know how to respond.

"your arms are sexy too." you voice was so sleepy, so innocent. you shift, pressing your face into the pillow.

"goodnight," you sigh, letting go of his hand.

"goodnight y/n." lando whispers, pressing a warm kiss to the top of your head. butterflies fluttered in his stomach, he can't help but smile.

as lando has predicted, you didnt remember what you'd said in the morning. regardless, he made it a point to wear his rings every day, and to roll up his sleeves, just to see your little blush and lingering gaze.

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[faithinlouisfuture]

lando: cahlos would you still love me if i was a worm? 🥹

[forzalvr]

i love this 😭😭😭

[ughliviexoxo]

no thoughts, just these.

[xoln04f1xo]

Beneath His Gaze - LN04

Smut

Pairings: Lando Norris x Reader

TW: MDNI 18+, unprotected sex, handcuffs, oral (f!receiving), teasing, alcohol consumption, swearing

WC: 2,140

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Y/N stood in front of the mirror, the soft glow of warm light highlighting her figure. A playlist hummed softly in the background, filling the room with upbeat songs that matched the evenings anticipation. Y/N's eyes scanned her reflection as she adjusted the strap of the short blue dress. Underneath the fabric of the dress, she wore a lacy orange lingerie set she had chosen for later to surprise Lando.

Imagining his reaction was already sending a shiver down her spine, and she smiled at herself in the mirror. The dress hugged her curves in all the right places, a quiet promise hidden beneath it. She curled her hair perfectly, and reached for a pair of sparkly earrings and putting them in to complete the look.

The final touch was a spritz of Lando's favourite perfume out of her collection. "Perfect," she whispered to herself, stepping back to look in the mirror once again.

As the clock ticked closer to the party. Y/N waited for Lando, checked her phone one last time, and took a deep breath. Tonight will be a night to remember - and not just because of the party 😉.

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The faint hum of an engine outside the window drew Y/N to the window. A familiar black car pulled up to the curb, its sleek design catching the golden glow of the streetlights. Y/N’s heart skipped as Lando stepped out, effortlessly handsome in a fitted black button-up shirt and tailored trousers. He ran a hand through his curls as he glanced up at the house, his signature smile already lighting up his face.

Y/N grabbed her bag and smoothed the front of their dress before heading to the door. Opening it, she was met with Lando’s stunned expression as his eyes took in the sight of them.

“Wow,” he breathed, his gaze locking onto Y/N’s. “You look… incredible.” A faint blush crept onto Y/N’s cheeks as they smiled. “You clean up pretty well yourself.”

Lando stepped closer, his cologne wrapping around Y/N like a warm embrace. He leaned down, his lips brushing their cheek as he whispered, “I might not survive this party if you look like that.”

Y/N laughed, lightly swatting his arm. “You better try, it's going to be a good night.”

Hand in hand, you walked to the car. Lando opened the passenger door for Y/N before jogging around to the driver’s side. The car rumbled to life, and you sped off into the night, the city lights reflecting in the windshield.

The drive to the party was filled with easy laughter and teasing banter, your connection electric and undeniable. By the time you arrived, the party was already in full swing, the distant bass of the music vibrating through the air.

Lando parked and turned to Y/N before you got out. His voice softened as his fingers brushed against hers. “Just so you know… you’ve already made my night.” Y/N smiled, leaning over to press a quick kiss to his cheek. “Good. But it’s just getting started.” They stepped out of the car, ready to light up the party together.

The house pulsed with energy, music vibrating through the air as people laughed and danced. A few heads turned their way, noticing how effortlessly striking you looked together. Lando gave a casual nod to a few friends before leaning down to whisper in Y/N’s ear, his lips brushing against their skin.

“Everyone’s looking at you,” he teased, his voice low and warm. “Can’t blame em, though.” Y/N smirked, squeezing his hand. “Then maybe you should keep an eye on me.”

Challenge accepted, Lando thought, as he guided Y/N to the bar. They ordered drinks, Y/N’s favourite cocktail, Lando’s usual and clinked glasses. The first sip sent a pleasant warmth spreading through you, and with liquid courage coursing, Y/N tugged at Lando’s hand.

“Come on,” they said, eyes glinting mischievously. “Dance with me.” Lando groaned playfully, but the smile tugging at his lips betrayed him. “You know I’m terrible at this.”

“Doesn’t matter,” Y/N shot back, pulling him onto the dance floor. “I’ll make you look good.”

The music thumped louder as they found a spot near the centre, the crowd moving in time with the beat. Y/N swayed effortlessly, their hips moving with a confidence that left Lando momentarily speechless. His hands found their way to their waist, tentative at first, but as Y/N leaned in closer, brushing against him, his grip tightened.

“You’re trying to kill me, aren’t you?” Lando murmured, his lips close to Y/N’s ear.

Y/N laughed, their head tilting back as they teased, “What gave me away?”

Lando chuckled, shaking his head as he let himself get lost in the moment. He wasn’t a natural dancer, but with Y/N guiding him, he moved to the rhythm, his eyes locked on them the entire time.

As the music slowed to something sultry, Y/N turned in his arms, their faces inches apart. They traced a finger along the edge of his jaw, their voice soft and teasing. “Still think you’re bad at this?”

“Terrible,” Lando admitted, his gaze dropping to their lips. “But somehow, you make me look good.”

The moment lingered before a shout from one of Lando’s friends broke the spell. “Oi, Lando! Come take a shot with us!”

He hesitated, torn between staying with Y/N and joining the group. Y/N nudged him playfully. “Go ahead. I’ll grab another drink.”

“Don’t go too far,” he said, giving them a quick kiss on the cheek before heading off.

Y/N watched him disappear into the crowd before heading back to the bar, their confidence heightened by the warmth in their chest. When Lando returned a few minutes later, a mischievous grin on his face, he found Y/N perched on a stool, casually sipping their drink.

“What’s that smile for?” Y/N asked, raising an eyebrow.

Lando leaned down, his hands resting on the bar on either side of them. “Just thinking about how unfair you are. Everyone’s out there having a good time, and all I can think about is you.”

Y/N tilted their head, feigning innocence. “I thought you liked a challenge.”

“I do,” Lando said, his voice dropping. “But you play dirty.”

Y/N leaned closer, their lips barely brushing his as they whispered, “You love it.”

The heat between them crackled like static, and they both knew the night was far from over.

The party was still going strong, but Y/N and Lando had drifted into their own little world. He leaned against the bar, his arm slung comfortably around Y/N’s waist as they chatted and laughed, stealing glances that lingered a little too long.

Another one of Lando’s friends called out to him from across the room, but this time, he barely acknowledged it. His attention was entirely on Y/N—the way they leaned into him when they laughed, the way their eyes sparkled under the soft glow of the party lights.

Y/N smirked, catching his distracted gaze. “You’re quiet all of a sudden. Everything okay?”

Lando tilted his head, a playful smile tugging at his lips. “I’m just wondering how much longer I have to pretend to care about this party before I can get you out of here.”

Y/N arched a brow, feigning surprise. “What’s stopping you?”

That was all the encouragement he needed. Lando grabbed their hand, his touch firm yet gentle. “Let’s go,” he said, his voice low but filled with unmistakable intent.

The cool night air hit them as they stepped outside, the muffled bass from the party fading into the background. Y/N glanced over at Lando, who still had that boyish grin plastered on his face.

“What’s the rush?” they teased, leaning against his car.

Lando stepped closer, his hands resting on either side of them, caging them in with a playful smirk. “Because I’ve been thinking about you all night, and I can’t focus on anything else. Is that a good enough reason?”

Y/N laughed softly, reaching up to tug at his collar. “I guess it’ll do.”

The drive home was filled with comfortable silence and the occasional knowing glance. Lando’s hand rested on Y/N’s thigh, his thumb drawing lazy circles against the fabric of their dress. Every now and then, Y/N would shift, just enough to tease him, earning a low chuckle and a shake of his head.

“You’re trouble,” he murmured, glancing at them with a grin.

“You love it,” Y/N shot back, echoing their earlier tease.

When they finally pulled into the driveway, the tension was nearly unbearable. Lando turned off the engine but didn’t move to get out right away. Instead, he turned to Y/N, his eyes dark and intent.

“I should’ve taken you home hours ago,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper.

Y/N leaned closer, their lips brushing his ear. “Then stop wasting time.”

The next moment, they were out of the car and at the front door, fumbling with the keys as Lando’s hands found their way to Y/N’s waist, pulling them closer. The door finally swung open, and as soon as they stepped inside, the rest of the world disappeared.

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When Y/N and Lando get home and go straight to bedroom. Lando suggests something to Y/N...

He gets a pair of handcuffs out of the drawer next to the bed. He shows Y/N and she agrees.

His hands running up her sides to unzip her dress. She gasped as the cool air hit her bare skin, goose bumps rising along her arms. Lando chuckled darkly, pulling the dress down to pool at her feet. He takes her over to the bed.

Suddenly, he grabbed her wrists and snapped the handcuffs closed, securing them to the headboard. Y/N let out a soft moan, her eyes drifting shut as she felt herself being pinned to the bed. Lando stepped back, taking in the sight of her - bound, exposed, and incredibly aroused. He couldn't resist taking a moment to admire the way her breasts heaved with each breath and the flush on her skin.

With a smirk, he reached down and pulled her panties to the side, exposing her wet pussy. "Look at that," he murmured, running his tongue along his bottom lip. "So fucking ready for me."

Y/N's breath hitched as she felt Lando's hot breath against her skin. She could feel him looking at her, assessing her. It was a heady feeling, knowing that she had complete control over him, even if it was just for this moment.

"Yes, please Lando" she whispered, arching her hips up towards him. "Do it."

Lando smirked, leaning down to run his tongue along her slit. He groaned at the taste of her, his fingers tracing the curve of her ass. Y/N let out a loud moan as he began to lap at her pussy, his tongue circling her clit.

She couldn't help but squirm under his touch, her hips bucking off the bed. The sensation was overwhelming, and she found herself getting closer and closer to orgasm. Just as she thought she couldn't take any more, Lando pulled away, chuckling darkly.

"Tell me you want more," he demanded, his voice rough with need.

"Please," she whimpered, her eyes squeezed shut in pleasure. "I need it." With a smirk, Lando dove back in, his tongue flicking against her clit in a rhythm that drove her wild. She cried out, her body shuddering as she came hard, her arms pulling against the restraints.

As the waves of pleasure subsided, Y/N opened her eyes to find Lando kneeling between her legs, his face flushed with excitement. "Fuck," he muttered, his voice hoarse. "You're so fucking sexy like that."

He leaned in to kiss her, their tongues dancing together as he began to thrust his hips against her, his hard cock rubbing against her slick pussy. With a groan, he pulled out, grabbing a condom from the nightstand.

"Turn over," he commanded, his voice low and demanding.

Y/N did as she was told, her heart racing with anticipation. She felt Lando's hands on her hips, pulling her towards him. With one swift motion, he pushed into her from behind, filling her up with his cock.

He began to pound into her, his hands gripping her hips tightly. Y/N let out a loud moan, the sensation of being taken from behind sending her spiralling into another orgasm.

As Lando reached his own climax, he growled against her neck. "Fuck, baby," he rasped. "You're mine."

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He quickly releases your wrists from the handcuffs and goes into the bathroom. He comes back with a damp cloth to clean you up and showers you with kisses. You feel too tired to get up and shower so you decide to shower in the morning. After you guys talk for a bit about the party tonight, you and up falling asleep in each others arms.

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[violentdelightsandviolentends]

merry fucking christmas oh my god

the curls the shirt the necklace the glasses yeah i'm going insane

[777bae]

── Sick days

PAIRING… Lando Norris x fem!reader | Genre… fluff | WC… 0.3k

Light coughs escaped your lips as you slowly rose from your sleep, feeling much worse than you had the night before. Gently, you tried to climb out of the bed, the only thing holding you back being a large arm wrapped around your waist.

A groan escaped your lips as a sudden pain in your abdomen and you felt a shuffle at your side.

“You alright, love?” He questioned as you looked over to him, immediately being met with a face of concern. You shook your head, causing your boyfriend to immediately rise from his place, even more concern prominent on his features.

“I’ll be back in one second, hold on.” Lando announced before sprinting out the room, his hair a mess.

He quickly returned, a glass of water in hand whilst painkillers were held in the other. You slowly sat up, resting your back against the backboard of your bed as he pushed some strands of hair off your face before handing you some pills.

“Thank you Lan.” You whisper as he smiles at you, his thumb gently rubbing against your cheek whilst he looked into your eyes.

“Don’t worry about it baby.” He replied, the smile continuing to tug at his features.

You placed the pills in your mouth before quickly consuming them and letting yourself fall back into your original position, with the guidance of Lando’s hand on your back. As he turned to walk away, most likely to wash the glass, your sudden grip on his hand caused him to come to a halt, instantly turning back to face you.

“You okay?” He questioned once again, bending down to be level with you. You held your hands out in a manner to show your expectations of receiving a hug, causing him to let out a laugh before climbing back into your bed, arms instantly wrapping around your figure as you slowly began to doze off, content with how little is set out for the two of you to achieve today.

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[norclaren]

Lando flipping gasly off during fp2 lmaoooo😭

Context: gasly impeded lando and ruined his lap run

[sainzfilm]

Lando Norris + domestic bliss please! I absolutely love your writing <3

pairing: lando norris x reader

a/n: i just love pure domestic bliss in any kind of form and this had me YEARNING but anyways enjoy my lovelies 💖 ALSO HELLO IM BACK. this week literally ended me but anyways

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When Lando feels the consciousness seep through his body, he blinked a few times to realize the sun was shining brightly through the blinds on your window. Chuckling softly to himself, he looked down to see your sleeping figure that was snoring lightly. He leaned down to place a soft kiss on your forehead, which caused you to stir and stretch your legs out before looking up at him with a sleepy smile.

“Good morning, darling,” Lando smiled, rubbing your back gently, “You want to get breakfast?”

Shaking your head, you snuggled closer to your boyfriend and draped your leg over his hip, “It’s too early.”

“I doubt it is,” He mumbled, grabbing his phone to check the time and turned it back off, “It’s quarter to eight. You sure you’re not hungry?”

Before you could disagree, your grumbling stomach gave you away, which elicited a hearty laugh from Lando and you smiled sheepishly up at him, “On second thought, maybe I am.”

Lando sat up on the bed and patted your head gently before exiting the room to prepare breakfast in the kitchen, “Just follow when you’re ready getting up.”

As you laid in bed for a few more minutes, you yawned and rubbed your eyes before getting up and dragging your feet to the kitchen to inhale the smell of pancakes being cooked.

“You want some coffee, love?” You mumble, hugging him from behind and looking up at him, “Latte or cappuccino?”

Lando kissed the top of your head before flipping the pancakes and waiting for it to cook, “A latte would be lovely.”

Responding with a hum, you pulled away to make coffee for the two of you while Lando set the pancakes on a plate, “You wanna do anything today?”

“I don’t know actually,” You shrugged, setting the mug down on the kitchen island and grabbing the place mats and utensils, “I was thinking that we could just stay at home?”

Lando grinned, turning to look at you as he set the plate full of pancakes on the table, “Our minds amazing as always.”

“Plus, I think our apartment needs general cleaning,” You trailed off, grabbing a pitcher of water and sitting down on the chair, “Don’t think you’re going to lounge around.”

“Oh, c’mon,” He pouted, taking the seat across you and grabbing pancakes with the fork and knife to set some on your plate, “I wanted to watch films with you!”

“Tsk, I sense a liar when I hear one,” You clicked your tongue and placed some maple syrup over his pancakes and yours, “You don’t even like the films I like!”

“They’re too serious and dark,” Lando defended as he sliced his pancakes and took a bite, “Way too long, too!”

“Excuse me, it’s cinema at its finest,” You argued, mirroring his actions, “You have to be an individual of taste to appreciate it.”

Lando rolled his eyes and pointed the fork towards you as he chewed the pancakes in his mouth, eliciting a snicker from you, “I am a man of taste. I’m dating you.”

“Oh please, Mr. Norris,” You laughed and threw your head back, “Stop with the flatteries.”

“Takes one to know one,” He grinned, taking a sip of his coffee before leaning over the table to wipe the maple syrup from the corner of your mouth, “Such a messy eater.”

Smiling softly, you leaned back on your chair with your cup of coffee in your hands, “Second floor yours, first floor mine?”

“Under one condition though,” Lando looked at you, a teasing glint in his eyes, “I’m not tending the garden.”

“Not tending the garden, you say,” You raised an eyebrow, setting down the mug on the table and crossing your arms, “You wanna sleep on the couch?”

“It’s a lot of work,” He whined, a frown etched on his face, “I don’t wanna do it by myself.”

“Sometimes I wonder how much of an idiot you are,” You nonchalantly stated, whacking the backside of his head with your free hand as you brought the dishes to the sink, “You’re helping me!”

Lando laughed as he stood up to follow you and hug your side while you washed the dishes, “I’m kidding, of course I will!”

“You’re just saying that so you don’t sleep on the couch,” You smiled teasingly, splashing water on him, “Stop being a koala.”

“I’m your favorite koala anyways,” He grinned, hugging you tighter and kissing your temple, “I love you.”

You turned to look at him with a small smile, referencing a film franchise that you two loved the most, “I know.”

bonus scene!

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georgerussell63 little lando taking his nap ❤️

alex_albon little lando probably got a sugar crash

landonorris little lando will crash into your car in the next season 👍🏻

charles_leclerc well, looks like somebody has to take a screenshot for future purposes

twitchquartet ABSOLUTE CHILDREN 😭

norrisgirl i bet lando ditched on tending the garden

mclarenslando i think so too, Y/N has mentioned that a few times on live

landonorris this is blackmail i actually cleaned 😠💔

yourusername yeah cleaned the dust on the floor with your drool

carlossainz55 this is why i approve of Y/N so much for you, muppet 😊

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