#and missing the mclaren kittens

[mctwinkdom]

Reminder that Oscar puts a napkin over his lap when dining out

[bunny-jpeg]

Hi 👋 could I please order a

Maple Cream Pie with a Tonic Water, a Naked & Famous and a Hard Lemonade.

Please, for Lando Norris.

bakery menu!

thank you for submitting an order! i love getting them and have been trying my best to get through all of them! as for this one, thank you for the submission. i love what you ordered and i hope that you enjoy the fic! i messed around with the ages a bit since lando is only 24 (fuckin' baby), so i slowly inserted it into the team principal au where it does made the age gap a lil bigger! (i hope you dont mind)

maple cream pie ("either you wear the necklace with my name on it, or wear my bruises around your neck.") + tonic water (age gap) + naked & famous (bimbo/ditzy!reader) + hard lemonade (possessive behaviour)

cw: smut/pwp, team principal au, age gap (20s/40s), possessive behavior, reference to sugar daddy, bimbo!reader, mean!lando, innocent!reader, missionary position, dirty talk

lando didn't like sharing his toys. and now at almost forty he didn't like sharing the little thing he called his girlfriend. at his age, he shouldn't be chasing after women who barely held down a full-time job in their whole life. he should be settled down with a wife and some kids, at least that was what oscar told him. (damn bastard had been married for ten years with three kids now), instead lando chased young tail like he chased trophies.

except instead of a racer he was the team principal of mclaren. maybe it was the chip on his shoulder that year after year throughout his racing career, he barely missed the wdc. now as principal he could make sure that his drivers did better than he did. maybe it was to relive his youth, the way having you on his arm made him feel in his twenties again.

your smile could warm a brick of ice. especially when you tried to cover your mouth when you got shy. you stood out in the paddock, you were dressed so sweetly. while most were in branded with the mclaren logo. you were in a pretty sundress. it was an olive green colour with off white flowers printed on it.

lando saw you playfully slap his driver on the shoulder before you giggled. it made him get up from his desk and take off his headphones. he clenched his fists before he draped an arm around your shoulders. he smiled at his driver as you got pushed against his chest.

"what are you doing, sweetheart? shouldn't you be with the other girls? this is the boy's area." he said, as if there weren't more women in formula one since he raced.

you looked to your lover and giggled, "well, i wanted to see the action! and he was filling me in with what was going on."

he looked at his driver, the younger man wanted to fill you with something that was for sure. didn't help that the dress showed more of your breasts than he usually liked. lando looked to the other man and said, "i think it's time to get in the car soon. big day today."

the driver nodded, wanting to impress his boss. lando felt a swell of pride at his ability to scare off the younger man without much effort. his attention was taken back to you as you held onto the front of his shirt.

"meanie."

"meanie, huh?" lando laughed a little, "i'm not a meanie, sweetheart."

you nodded. you were so dumb it was cute, it was like a kitten that hadn't grown their teeth. you nipped rather than bit. you needed to be protected, sheltered. and the new mclaren driver was getting too close.

lando dropped his hand to your ass and gave it a firm squeeze, "right, right. because a meanie would buy his beloved girl anything she asked for. or make sure she was comfortable on every trip. all paid for, but i'm the real meanie right."

you dropped your shoulders a little, "you're not a meanie, landy."

he smiled and kissed you on the top of the head, "thank you, babe. now why don't you go see the others. race is gonna start soon." then gave your ass a pat before you left.

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it would be a few nights later in your shared home. lando would meet you in the bedroom with a box. it wasn't an engagement ring. but something else. when you opened it, his eyes lingered on you.

"what is it?" you asked.

he smiled, "just open it. i promise it won't bite." then sat on the edge of the bed as you carefully opened the box. his eyes lingered on your breasts in the thin tank top you wore to bed.

inside the box was a gold necklace. a thin chain with his name on it, "lando". you picked it up from the box and admired it. you looked up at him and he kept his smile.

"either you wear the necklace with my name on it, or wear my bruises around your neck." his tone was dark, but his smile was like the sun, "i have to make sure that no one gets the wrong idea. i don't like sharing, babe. i'm greedy."

you nodded. so soft under his touch. you only wanted to make lando happy, be his special girl. you said to him, "you know i'd never cheat."

lando took your face in his hands and pulled you in for a heated kiss, "i know. it's not you i have the issue with. it's other men. the most dangerous thing on the planet is a man. and i need you safe. protected." before he got on top of you, to savour his girl, he put the necklace on you. he said, "there, that's perfect." he then cupped your breasts before he licked his lips, "it's improved your whole look."

you yelped as he got you onto your back and his hands on the waistband of the panties you were going to sleep in. you could feel his hungry gaze on you.

"such a little dummy." he chuckled as he yanked the panties down, "the prettiest thing i own." something curled in your stomach. a much older man with a lot of power at his disposal, yearning for something to pretty to fuck.

you practically wore a collar with his name on it so in case you got lost, someone would find you and bring you back to him. it was cute. with your soft lips and the roundness to your face. you looked like a painting on a chapel ceiling. an angel that lando got to pluck the wings off almost every evening.

your body responded to him well as he pushed the tank top off of you, revealing your stomach and eventually your breasts. lando realized that he liked women with a little softness to them. models were pretty, but you were beyond pretty. you curves as soft as your personality. a little dumb for him, nothing in that little head of yours. it was cute. that was why lando was so protective (possessive) of you.

once you were naked, you laid out on the bed. the soft bed that you slept in almost every night. lando got on top of you and eyed your naked form. stripped of everything except for the necklace. it was cute. maybe lando would break his promise and bruise up your pretty throat with his bites.

he got undressed and got between your legs with your knees bent. he even grabbed one of the pillows to elevate your hips for him. to get at the right angle.

"you're mine, right?" he said, "no one else's?"

you nodded, "of course, landy. i'm yours!" your voice was a little higher, sweeter for him. and it made something curl in his gut. you were so innocent, sweet in a way.

"that's what i like to hear, baby. you're such a good girl for me. letting me have a taste of you as often as i can. that's why i have to make sure you don't go running off. you're one in a million and i can't take a chance like that. losing something to sweet. it would be criminal."

his voice was tinged with possessiveness. and when he sank into you and started with a quick pace, you yelped and clung onto him tightly. your back arched a little at the feeling of his cock inside of your slick pussy. even though you were soaked between your legs, the intrusion was still a lot for you.

"you are so pretty on my cock. this is where you belong. letting me fuck you until you get your fill. you're a greedy little thing, aren't you? i'm pretty sure i could throw you to the mclaren team and it wouldn't be enough for you. put you in a little bikini and a sign in your ass saying that you're free use. first come, first serve. and let them all have their way with you." his pace quickened as his cock felt like it was going to bruise your insides.

you whimpered and arched your back. your hands found the pillow under your head as he fucked you heavily. he panted heavily, paired with your loud moans. you were always so loud, lando one time had to gag you with your panties when he fucked you in his office. in fairness, maybe he could slow down the pace. but where was the fun in that?

lando continued, he was a man on a mission. determined in a way that made heat rise in his gut. you looked so good on your back, under him. the steady rise and fall of your chest. your sweet moans and heavy pants. how you clung to the pillow with your pretty nails. lando made your lifestyle possible, the best you could do was reward him with your pussy. a thank you for all the hard work he does.

"please, ah!" you whimpered as you arched your back a little more. you felt the heat in your gut. your cunt felt like a dream around his cock. your toes curled from the sensation. "please, please, ah! lando!"

"so pretty." he said as he continued to thrust into you. his pace was aggressive, almost bruising. he watched you squirm a little as your noises got louder and tighter.

"i'm cumming!" you whined as you felt climax crash over you. you tensed up for a moment, which made lando see stars, before you relaxed with a heavy exhale.

"fuck." he panted as he continued to ram into you. the sounds of your fucking filled the room paired with your soft, post-orgasmic moans. he watched you kick out your legs a little. all the fight left your body. he finished inside of you soon after with a loud groan, his cock shoved as deep as it could go.

he knew it was a risky game with unprotected sex. but, just like everything else. lando would take care of it if anything went wrong. he admired your blissed out features. in your own little dumb world as the after shocks of pleasure coursed through you.

"perfect." hes aid softly before he pulled out.

you laid out next to him on the bed as you tried to catch your breath. lando took you gently by the chain you wore, the necklace he bought you. and you laid up next to him. curled up at his side.

lando rubbed the side of your head lovingly as he chuckled a little bit. "this is how i like you, sweetheart. all curled up next to me." he got your leg over his thigh and held it as he kissed at your face.

maybe next time he'll take some photos of his precious girl in nothing, but your little necklace. maybe sharing those around the paddock will keep those men away from you. <3

[piastri-fvx]

Fool for you. Lando Norris.

Pairing: Lando Norris x model!reader, smau

Summary: When y/n and Lando are on vacation together and Lando is acting like the down bad boyfriend he is.

Word Count: 970+

Face claim: sabrina carpenter & girls from pinterest!!

Disclaimer/s: None, just a tiny bit of teasing/bickering and obviously Lando being down bad!!

A/N: Third storyyy, here we goooo!! Hope u enjoy <333 let me know if you have requests or you want to be on my permanent tag list!!!

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-> user2 you're so real for that

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-> user3 probably kicking his feet

-> user4 lando's like a teenage girl with a crush 😭🙏

-> user5 no but like he basically is

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@landonorris

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landonorris summer vacation with the prettiest girl in the world (she wanted to keep the kittens) 🥰

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-> user8 IS THIS SUBTLE FORESHADOWING, LANDO NORRIS?????

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A/N: yayyyyyy!! this took me so long because i was really busy today, but anywayssss!! hope u enjoyed <333

[itaipava]

✨️YOU'RE BACKKKK✨️ HIIIII!!!💖💖💖 i missed you so much!! I had so many ups and downs this past month, i am stressed af over uni, and there are three new kittens at my workplace. Also I am happy for Oscar's win but... not like this. I can't even *really* be happy about it because everything wae such a MESS, how tf does McLaren have a 1-2 finish and still look like clowns??

Anyway, i hope everything is okay on your end, i'm wishing you all the best✨️✨️✨️✨️

hiiii my love 💓💓 it’s lovely to hear from you again! and yes, i tried to be happy for oscar but i was too mad to be honest. . . i mean, i am happy for him, he totally deserves it, but mclaren (and lando) really fucked up. . this is definitely a gp i want to forget because honestly it was pretty lame lol

[bwoahtastic]

Odd take it seems but I dont think Carlos is undeserving of a Ferrari seat✌

[penwieldingdreamer]

But I do Love you

Thank you so much everyone for your likes and reblogs, it means a lot to me. Here's the next installment, let me know what you think.

If you’re interested in the songs that inspire this, here’s the Series Playlist

I kept the reader as vague as possible. While writing I imagined a plus size! female! reader but you can think up whatever you want.

It has been months since you left Daniel on Christmas eve and life hadn't been too kind on him. He's not just struggling with his performance and the car, but also losing you.

previous part

Warnings: fluff, angst, tears, cursing

Words: 2704

"It's embarrassing."

Daniel struggled with his performance. The year before he was confident he was going to have a few podiums for McLaren but now he wasn't so sure anymore. 

"How you handle disappointment shapes what type of person you are, yeah?" Michael sat next to him, knowing he was disappointed with the results of the qualifying and wanted to all but disappear. Unfortunately he had to do media and Netflix being there and filming it all wasn't really helping.

"What if I'm just a cunt." 

Clapping his back, Michael stood up. The performance coach knew it was tough for his client and friend. He had seen the Aussie go from his usual happy self to disappointed in a matter of seconds, his moods were changing so fast he was going to get whiplash one of these days. 

Daniel still was the fun loving, happy guy he always was and he made jokes and got along okay with Lando, but everything was strained. Not just because of his performance. 

He missed Y/N and Michael saw it each and every day. She wasn't there to wish him luck and not there to ground him again when he wasn't satisfied with his performance. Struggling with the car and his team mate beating him on the track was just the tip of the iceberg. He'd have to talk to her, get them back to square one but he wasn't sure he could do it alone.

They went out, Daniel had to be in front of the cameras, even though he wanted to be anywhere but there, yet they had talked and knew the fine was a lot more if he didn't go. 

He gave the interview, focused on the race that Sunday and finished at an okay 9th place, happy to be in the points but with Lando again being Top 5 the weekend was done.

Michael made the decision to call Y/N as soon as he was alone, maybe talk to George, too. He might have some insight on what's really been going on, all he knew was that she left because the driver did something stupid regarding Heidi.

You were laying on your couch with the little odd pair of rescue pets you had adopted from the local shelter. A Pittie puppy and a kitten, having adopted each other as siblings and were inseparable. You had instantly fallen in love with them, Nala the puppy having a blind eye and being abandoned in a parking lot with several other injuries in the winter the year before, she was still just as happy and lively when you met her. Otter, the kitten had a few bald spots on his back and hind legs from his former owner who didn’t know how to love on him at only a few weeks old. Determined to show them both how loved they were, you promised to yourself to never let them go.

Enjoying the cuddles you gave them, you grumbled as the three of you were startled by your phone ringing. You took a look at the caller ID. Daniel had called you a few times, the first time since you left. You ignored it, he hadn't bothered talking to you before, so you didn't want to talk to him now.

Then it was Michael's turn. Not that you were angry at him, you still had a good relationship with the performance coach and friend of the Aussie, but it wasn't like you wanted to talk to him today. He would just go and let Daniel in on it and you couldn't deal with the driver right now. 

Nala whined as the shrill tone of your phone went off again, her head bedded on your lap while Otter purred against your neck, curled up on the pillow and snuggled on your shoulder. You had just settled down and wanted to enjoy a nice afternoon nap when these people just kept bothering you.

What was wrong with them?

Grabbing your phone, not bothering to look at the caller ID because the ringtone you had chosen for George was screaming at you on repeat to take the call, you snapped at the person on the other end of the line.

"If you're going to call me one more time, I'll delete your number and make sure you won't be bothering me when I'm trying to relax."

"Finally, I was about to bother Charles or Lewis so you would take my call." You could hear the amusement in the Brit's voice, knowing he wanted something, probably about the upcoming race in Monaco. If it weren't for George you wouldn't have any updates on the latest season, especially the downhill trend Daniel's performance took while being there with McLaren.

Somehow you felt guilty for telling him to go with his gut. You let him make that final decision instead of giving him what your own instinct told you, telling him to stay with Renault and trying to make it work. 

"Why are you guys suddenly interested in me?" You inquired, a soft laugh leaving your lips as you gave both pets a light scratch across their head. "First Daniel, then Michael and now you? Did I miss something?"

George was silent for a second or two and you feared you had lost the connection, but he cleared his throat trying to cover up a cough that clearly came from someone standing close to him. "Well, you know, uh, Monaco is coming up and I wanted to know if you, maybe, want to come watch the race? Carmen is there, too, she'd love to meet up."

Sighing softly, you turned your head up to look at the ceiling - damn you needed to deep clean your apartment again. Coming back to the question at hand, you hadn't been to a race in a long while. Not since you left Danny back in LA and even before that your last race visit had been Germany. A melancholic smile grazed your lips as you thought about the time you had with him. 

You had been able to bring Nala and Otter to your family, taking care of them while you were in Monaco. Carmen had greeted you at the airport, hugging like she hadn't seen you in years when it only had been two days that you spoke on the phone. All of you had busy lives so there wasn't always time to meet up but you promised to get back to your pre-break-up self and join your friends in and out of the F1 world a lot more. While the race was on you were at the back of the Williams box with Carmen, yet you couldn't help focusing on Daniel's car when it would drive through the pit. 

Your stomach was in knots seeing him struggle throughout the race and you felt sorry for him despite the way it ended. He was giving his all, you knew he was. It wouldn’t be Daniel if he didn’t. But when you watched him walk around the paddock, head hung in defeat and Michael next to him, you knew that wasn’t all. Blake was standing outside the McLaren hospitality and waved as you walked by with George and Carmen. You sent him a soft smile, missing his happy and carefree nature that often mimicked Danny's.

Both the Williams driver and his girlfriend watched you curiously as your eyes met the Aussie's. "You should go and talk to him." George suggested as you deliberately kept your head turned, not wanting to look at his fellow driver again.

"I bet he doesn't want to talk. Heidi is probably there already."

"You guys are so stubborn." Carmen groaned, pulling you back towards Daniel, your lips throwing protest after protest at her. "Please, for the love of God, talk it out. You guys should stop acting like children."

Gaping at your friend, you stood in front of Michael, Blake and Daniel, not sure how to act or what to do when all you wanted to do was leave and hide under a rock.

The Aussie watched her leave curiously before he turned back to you. So many things running through his head. He wanted to apologize, saying that ever since you had left his life was a shit show, struggling with the car and his performance being the tip of the iceberg. Just as he was about to open his mouth to talk to you, Charlotte, the McLaren Communications Manager called to him from the entrance to the hospitality. He needed to do a few more press junkets before he was able to fully leave.

Somehow you were filled with relief, but still that one little voice was nagging you the whole day.

When you left Bolinas that night after having dinner with your friends you felt a familiar ache in your chest. Daniel's apartment building was across the street and it brought up memories from the time you spent with him in Monaco. Taking a deep breath you adjusted your purse on your shoulder and made your way towards the building. 

You went over all you wanted to tell him, how much he hurt you. How much you still loved him - though you would never tell him. He was with Heidi now, and against her you'd never stand a chance.

Before you knew it, you stood outside his door. Your heart pounded in your chest, your throat dry with anticipation as you raised your hand to knock.

Daniel twirled his phone in his hand. It had been a tough day, a tough weekend at the race track and still missing you wasn't helping his performance get any better. He needed to get out, clear his mind. Blake and Michael had already calmed him down a bit when they had gotten back to his apartment, but now on his own the wheels in his brain kept turning again.

Seeing you at the track made him realize how much he still missed you. Heidi wanted to be his girlfriend, she tried too hard and with his thoughts on you and his job day and night he couldn't focus more of his energy on her. His friends always asked about you, reminding him what he threw away when he let it get that far on Christmas. He definitely had to get some fresh air, walk along the beach to clear his head. The Aussie got up from his spacious couch, grabbing his keys from the bowl on the hallway dresser before he opened the door.

You stood there, fist frozen in midair ready to knock.

"Y/N?"

"Danny."

He stared at you, his curls askew as if he ran his fingers through them multiple times. Taking a step back, the Aussie leaned against the door frame. "What are you doing here?"

"Actually" you started, swallowing the lump that had built in your throat at seeing him now. "I'm not sure, to be honest. I was going to give you a piece of my mind, tell you what an asshole you are but now I'm not sure what I'm doing."

Daniel saw tears that were gathering in your eyes and he felt his heart break again. "I, you wanna come in?"

Nodding your head, you stepped past him into his apartment, already feeling more at home than you had in a while. You moved towards the open space connecting the kitchen, dining and living area and stood in front of the large bay windows watching the night lights flicker in the harbor.

"How, how're you going?"

Biting your lip you watched the driver make his way towards the couch, sitting down with a heavy sigh. "I, I've been okay. My boss is still the same asshole but I've learned to live with it. And I've got two cute roommates, give me a sec, I'll show you the pictures."

His stomach churned, fearing he had missed his chance and misery would be his friend for a while now. You moved over, sitting next to him and holding out your phone. Looking down at the picture he wasn't sure what he was expecting to see, but a puppy and a kitten snuggled up next to you wasn't in the equation. Daniel let out a chuckle leaning his head against the back of the couch. 

"What?" His smile was contagious and you couldn't help but return the grin as you grabbed your phone, thinking he might have scrolled through some selfies you didn't want him to see.

"I thought I had fucked up so bad that you'd already found someone new, that I missed my chance making it right."

Pressing your lips together, you leaned your head on your fist, elbow resting on the back of the couch next to the Aussie's head. "You did, at first. My friend set me up with two of her cousins."

His stomach in knots, Daniel's focus was on his hand. If you told him you had a boyfriend now that really knew how to treat you right, he'd cry on top of the issues he had with his performance. 

"They were a disaster, they weren't you." 

His eyes turned to you, swallowing the lump that had formed before. "I'm glad, still might give me a chance."

"You hurt me, Danny. You've never been like that with other women when we were out with your friends. They throw themselves at you and you still keep your distance but Heidi was a whole new chapter." Your hand reached out, running your fingers through his curls reveling in the softness. 

Tears glistened in his eyes. His heart broke just thinking about that mistake and what he lost. "I can't tell you how sorry I am. That day fucked up everything. I fucked up everything. I can't even get some decent race results."

"You're a great driver, Daniel, it will come back. You need to be patient."

"I hate waiting, I want to show everyone that I can be better but the car is so difficult to handle right now."

Chuckling, your hand brushed along his stubbled cheek, feeling how sharp his cheekbones were. They used to be a lot softer but the time you had been apart seemed to have taken a toll on him, too. "That's why I love you, Danny. You fight until the end."

"I'll be fighting for you, too. Show you that you're the only one for me, but if you won't have me then I'll live with that, too."

Scooting closer to the driver, you leaned your forehead against his own. "You need to concentrate on driving and being the best you can be."

"How can I when I'm always thinking of you. Since I met you I don't like to be alone at night, you grounded me. You know I don't like people telling me I'm wrong when I'm actually right. I miss kissing you in the rain or how you laid your head on my shoulder when we slept in the same bed. I love all the little things you do."

Sniffling, you smiled up at him, your hand caressing his cheek. "I don't like when nothing's going my way, and I don't like to be the one with the blues, but I do love you, so much."

"Fuck, Y/N, I love you. Give me another chance, it's the only one I need."

"If you fuck it up, I'm going to hate you, so much."

He pulled you closer across his lap, his hands settling on your hips. His eyes spoke volumes as Daniel gazed at her. In that moment nothing else mattered. You were at his home in Monaco and all he wanted to do was forget everything: the race, your fight, the time apart.

"I know, babes." He closed the gap between you, crushing his lips on your own. A deep moan left him when he felt your blunt nails claw at his neck. You weren't going to forgive him so easily but the kiss spoke volumes of your need to be close again, to feel the other again. This time you would fight, this time, you promised yourself, you would keep all women away that tried to take Daniel from you.

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[danielxricciardo]

75. “Why does everyone assume we’re a couple?”

This one was requested by @livingonkpop hope you like it!

Summary: You and Lando are best friends and you visit him at a Grand Prix.

Warnings: fluff

Word Count: 1k

Your friendship started when Lando came in as a new admission to your class. Both of you were hesitant to talk to each other at first, but gradually you developed a bond. You remember the first time he tried to talk to you; You rolled your eyes because you thought there was no use and you wouldn’t hit it off. However, to your surprise, you became best friends by the end of the session year.

13 years have passed since then. Even if you don't see each other so often, you talk every day and keep in touch.

You enjoyed hearing about his life as a Formula 1 driver. You loved when he called you when he arrived in a new country and described the view from his hotel window. Most of the time he told you about the circuit because that could be seen from the hotel window.

The last time you visited him at a Grand Prix was the Eifel Grand Prix, a race that seemed promising for Lando, who started from P8 but had to retire when there were less than 20 laps left.

Now you were in a taxi on the way to the circuit. It was one of your favorites, the Austrian Grand Prix. Lando didn't know you were coming and you were excited to surprise him. You planned everything with Carlos.

"Seriously now, Y/N, Lando gets very annoying when he talks non-stop about you, and this year I'm not on the team with him anymore. Daniel said he'll get depression if he hears him crying for you." Carlos had told you when he asked you to take time off work to come to a race. "If you come now, he will be quiet for a while and he'll give us time to calm down, but I think I'll call you again when we're in Russia, I think."

You met Carlos at the gate. He handed you the ticket that gives you access everywhere and put his arm around your shoulder, going together to the McLaren garages.

You told him what had happened in your life since you hadn't seen each other even though he wasn't surprised at all.

"I already know what happened to your family at work, I know you got a kitten. Believe me, Lando keeps us up to date. I know more about what you do every day than what my sisters do." Carlos laughs and you start giggling too.

You had a very red face and your palms were sweating. Slowly you began to see the McLaren garage.

A Ferrari engineer called Carlos and he left you alone to go to Lando.

You saw him. He had his back to you talking to two engineers about the car. One of them saw you and you signal to him not to say anything.

"Excuse me, do you know where I can find Daniel Ricciardo?" you ask, smiling to get Lando's attention. "I'm a big fan and I'm here all weekend and I want to make friends with him."

Lando immediately turns to you and rolls his eyes when he sees you.

"Y/N!" he shouts and hugs you tightly. "You are here!" he says, unable to believe it. "Wait! You're here! How are you here?" his gaze becoming confused.

If he hadn't already hugged you, he would have thought he was dreaming; he didn't want to be woken up though.

"A little birdie whispered to me that you kind of drove everyone around crazy about how much you miss me, and I said come to the rescue of everyone."

Lando rolls his eyes.

"If you've heard that from Carlos or Daniel, don't believe them. I'm talking nonsense."

"Ah, so you didn't miss me?" you ask playfully.

"You can believe that part. But I didn't drive anyone crazy. I just said from time to time that I miss you and that's it."

Just then Daniel appears from a room next to you.

"Mate, when Y/N took her kitten you talked about her for three hours straight, how she thought of adopting a cat, where she got it from, how she came up with the name Nimbus, and what kind of food she gives the kitten. Hi, Y/N!" he says and hugs you.

You, Lando, and Daniel were standing in front of the garages, talking about what had happened to them lately. Your best friend was holding you in his arms and you both had a huge smile on your face as you listened to Daniel.

Zak Brown comes looking for the two McLaren drivers and sees you two hugging.

"Lando! Why didn't you tell me your girlfriend came to visit? Hi, Y / N!" he says coming towards you.

You pull away from Lando's hug and bite your lip. You were sure you blushed. When you look at Lando you see that he also had the same scarlet color on his cheeks.

“Why does everyone assume we’re a couple?” he asked, looking at you to confirm that you are just friends.

You, on the other hand, said nothing, too embarrassed to say anything.

"Cut the crap, mate," says Daniel and hits him in the arm. "Maybe you think you're just friends, but I'd suggest you rethink your whole relationship," he says and leaves with Zak.

"What did Daniel mean?" you ask him shyly, trying not to raise your hopes up.

Your best friend couldn't have feelings for you. You've been so busy for the last few years hiding your feelings for him that you couldn't miss the signals he was giving you, could you?

"It's amazing how crazy I feel when my phone vibrates and I'm begging it to be you. You don't have to be a genius to figure what's between us." he says, taking you by surprise. "I've been feeling this for a few years, now that they've brought it up, I've decided not to hide from you."

When he sees that you are not saying anything, the anxiety grips him and he begins to doubt everything. Just thinking how he ruined 13 years of friendship for what? Because he decided to be selfish and tell you he likes you? Pathetic.

"Huh," you say in the end; which isn't true, it's not necessarily the best thing you could say, but it's something. "That's good because I like you too," you say and look at him.

[texanredrose]

Bees Schnee for the OTP meme

Okay, so, since no numbers were indicated, I went ahead and did all of them. Get ready for 3k+ words of headcanons, lol.

Who is the most affectionate?Yang, especially at first. Blake and Weiss are more apt to be affectionate in private and they gradually become more affectionate in public as their relationship progresses. Yang still holds the title as most overtly affectionate, while Weiss and Blake tend for more subtle methods.

Big spoon/Little spoon?Yang spoons Blake, Blake spoons Weiss, if they’re all sleeping on their sides, which is usually the case in smaller beds not designs to hold three people. In their bed, however, they usually sleep with Yang in the middle, Blake on Yang’s right, and Weiss on Yang’s left. Not only does it allow them to see both of their partners first thing when they wake up, but they can all touch each other, which helps them sleep. (It’s a bit inconvenient when Yang has to pee in the middle of the night, though. She usually wakes up and debates whether or not to wake up one or the other, and then they wake up anyway because she’s squirming trying to hold it in.)

Most common argument?Transportation. It stems from them wanting to make sure everyone is equally part of the relationship and no one feels like a third wheel, but long drives can kinda put a hamper in that, so their method of transportation becomes more of an argument than a simple rearrangement. At first, they use Yang’s bike to get around, and while Blake and Weiss have no issues with the bike itself- it is rather nice- using it is hard for the three of them. Early in their relationship, Yang got a side car so it could transport all three, but that still left one sitting in the side car while the other gets to ride on the bike. Weiss and Blake then want to get a car, but that turns into a headache seeing as they all have different tastes when it comes to vehicles. Eventually, Blake and Weiss cave and the triad get a black McLaren F1 with yellow and white racing stripes, which works for a while until the twins are born, and then the hunt for a vehicle begins anew.

Favorite non-sexual activity?Yang’s a total cuddle bug, Weiss likes playing with Blake’s ears and Yang’s hair, and Blake likes reading to both of them, especially when they’re sleepy. Together, they like watching old movies, putting them on mute, and then ad-libbing lines in an effort to see who can make the others laugh first. They usually making it to about the thirty minute mark before someone breaks and then they just riff on the flick for the rest of the night; helps destress after a mission or when things are looking dark.

Who is most likely to carry the other?Much to their chagrin, Yang’s the only one capable of carrying the other two without stumbling. Yang’s almost pure muscle and taller, so it takes a bit of coordinated effort to pick her up, but she can lift Blake and Weiss no problem.

What is their favorite feature of their partner’s?Blake’s are Weiss’ eyes and Yang’s smile; both are incredibly expressive, but it takes time to really get to know both women to understand and tell the difference between sincere emotion and a facade, as Weiss and Yang are prone to covering their concerns, though for different reasons (Blake has the same problem but her ears often give her away). Weiss’ are Blake’s hands and Yang’s shoulders; she admires the metaphorical and literal strength in both and associates her partners’ attitudes with those features, Blake often taking control of things (even if her definition of ‘control’ sometimes means ‘running away’ and Yang shouldering blame and concerns to protect those closest to her). Yang’s are a bit bittersweet- her favorites are her partners’ scars; they’re constant reminders of the lives Weiss and Blake led before they met and eventually started dating and while she’s grateful the events shaped both of them into strong, capable people, it’s also a constant reminder that she’s not going to let anyone else hurt them like that. Meanwhile, they tend to have the same #2 slot; Blake and Weiss can agree they are both huge fans of Yang’s arms, Blake and Yang adore Weiss’ hips, and Weiss and Yang love Blake’s legs.

What’s the first thing that changes when they realize they have feelings for the other?lol, This is kinda the plot for Partners, no? Anyway, in contrast to my Monochrome reply, I think they’d become extremely conscious of how much they interacted with each other. The protectiveness would still be present- Blake and Yang would get miffed with anyone disrespecting Weiss’ opinion or voice (within reason, of course, because Weiss does say some shit every now and again), Weiss and Yang would take any slight against Faunus personally (they’d handle it in their own ways, with Weiss staring fuckers down or chewing them out and Yang punching them through the nearest wall), and Blake and Weiss would not tolerate any disparaging remarks about Yang’s looks or intelligence (the only reason Neon walks out of the doubles round alive is because there’s too many cameras around)- but Yang and Blake might distance themselves from each other a bit and Weiss would hang out with Ruby more often. Everyone has their own levels of perception, so while Yang might spend equal time with Blake and Weiss, one or the other might pick up on her feelings, and the last thing she’d want to do is catch one’s attention without the other even suspecting, because that would make the whole explanation really awkward, and the other two feel the same way. All three of them would turn into awkward dorks around each other, and Blake and Yang would try to minimize it because they’re partners.

Nicknames? & if so, how did they originate?For Weiss, Yang and Blake call her 'Princess’ because it does fit her personality quite well, but Ruby get credit for coining the name. They’d also call her something more intimate in private- like 'Snowfall’, something that acknowledges her family heritage and all the baggage that comes with it while affirming that it doesn’t change their affections for her and she still has the power to affect how that heritage is viewed. For Blake, 'Kitten’ is used only in private and 'Blakey’, though most often by Yang while Weiss prefers 'Love’. In the same vein, 'Kitten’ acknowledges Blake’s Faunus heritage and both of her girlfriends are careful that the moniker is only associated with expressing their deep affection while 'Blakey’ and 'Love’ offer the bit of discretion Blake is accustomed to maintaining. For Yang, there’s a lot, and they’re usually jokes of some manner- 'Pheonix’ for when she does something self-destructive but miraculously walks away from, 'Dragon’ when her temper gets the better of her, Weiss will use 'Muscles’ when she’s spending more time talking and less time accomplishing a task, that sort of thing. But, in an intimate setting, 'Sunburst’ and 'Fallen Star’ are often used, both referring to Yang’s abundant energy and bright personality.

Who worries the most?Weiss, of course. She has two separate lists for Blake and Yang alone, and then another list for when their together of all the things that could happen. Without them knowing, she often inspects their weapons and gear herself, just to put the doubts at rest.

Who remembers what the other one always orders at a restaurant?Blake. It makes her happy to remember little details like that whenever she’s down or missing the others, so she pays close attention whenever they go out to eat; she even notices when they use salt, pepper, or spices on which meals or which moods correspond with different types of food. She’s also got a hidden stash of Atlesian chocolate and those fireball candies for whenever her partners need a little pick-me-up.

Who tops?They take turns, to an extent, but it typically goes Weiss, Yang, Blake in terms of most dominant. Blake prefers relinquishing control to her partners, Yang’s more than willing to put her strength to use or keep herself still to aid her partners, and Weiss most often just wants to personally ensure both of her girlfriends enjoy themselves.

Who initiates kisses?At first, Yang, purely because she’s just too damn happy to have both Blake and Weiss with her that she can’t always control the impulse. Blake quickly matches her, with Weiss growing accustomed to it slowly. Still, even in the later parts of their relationship, Yang’s the most prone to go for a kiss without prompting.

Who reaches for the other’s hand first?Blake. She’s most inclined towards discreet methods of showing affection in public, so she’d be the first to interlace fingers. Weiss might beat her to the punch in private, though, and Yang would probably go for a kiss first instead.

Who kisses the hardest?Weiss, though it’s mostly because of the height difference. Blake and Yang like to tease her sometimes, so she’s gotten into the habit of pulling them down to her and giving them ample reason to not pull away. It’s quite effective.

Who wakes up first?Blake. The superb hearing in her Faunus ears means she’s a light sleeper already, so she usually is the first one to wake up while the other two try to stay asleep. Unless she’s exhausted, of course. Still, she’ll feign being asleep until one or the other wakes up and sometimes until they’re both up; she tries not to monopolize the first good morning kiss, though it is tempting.

Who wants to stay in bed just a little longer?Weiss always advocates for sleeping in when there aren’t classes or other pressing matters demanding their attention that day; she’d much rather stay in bed with her girlfriends than deal with the outside world, and there’s enough things demanding their presence independent of one another that any stolen moments they can get together is worth holding onto, in her mind. However, if they have to get up for something, Yang’s usually the last to relent while Blake plays the middle ground, usually striking a compromise to keep them all happy without making them late.

Who says I love you first?Yang. Blake and Weiss have their own personal issues with expressing affection but, if there’s one thing Summer’s sudden death and Raven’s abandonment taught her, it was that you can’t tell the people you care about how much they mean to you often enough. Especially with how crazy their lives have been, she wouldn’t want to risk Weiss or Blake ever doubting how much she cares about them, so she’d say it often and sincerely. She tries to downplay how much the lack of reciprocation affects her- she understands that both of her girlfriends need time to really be comfortable with saying those words- but she would still tell them she loves them often, just so they never have to question it.

Who leaves little notes in the other’s one lunch? (Bonus: what does it usually say?)Yang; she used to do the same for Ruby when she was younger and some habits are hard to break. She also gets a kick out of watching her girlfriend’s reactions. (“C'mon, Blakey, don’t frown! You can’t have tuna every day! But if you eat all your lunch, you’ll get a nice dessert tonight! ;)” “No, Princess, you don’t need a knife and fork to eat a PB & J, just use the napkin or ask me to clean you up! ;)” Blake and Weiss try to deny how much they enjoy Yang’s teasing.)

Who tells their family/friends about their relationship first?By default, Yang; Ruby is part of their team, after all, and would be the first person informed about their relationship. Between Blake and Weiss, though, Blake manages to get a message down to Menagerie… and then further explains herself two weeks later when Ghira and Kali show up, because like hell they’re just going to wait at home now that they know a) where their daughter is and b) that she’s dating.

What do their family/friends think of their relationship?Yang’s family is entirely supportive, though Qrow has some misgivings about Weiss. He mostly keeps them to himself so Yang can be happy; his beef is mostly with Winter, anyway. Taiyang’s warily happy that Yang’s found two people she cares so much about. He’s concerned she’ll make the same mistakes he did, despite their differing circumstances, but let’s her do it anyway. Only way she’ll really learn if things go south is to not interfere at all, he figures, and he treats Blake and Weiss like family until that worry fades away completely. Blake’s family is split at first; Kali is supportive but Ghira needs to be won over a bit. Honestly, Kali’s a bit too supportive and has to be told to stop with her 'suggestions’ while Yang gets Ghira’s approval after a bit of joking around and roughhousing and Weiss wins him over after the two butt heads over SDC policies- she turns out to be more progressive than he’d given her credit for, and manages to be both forceful and respectful, which will be needed when it comes to affecting change. Once he gives them the chance, Ghira becomes genuinely fond of Yang and Weiss, seeing as they both put in noticeable effort to make his daughter happy, and he welcomes them with open arms after that. Weiss, on the other hand, only has Winter for support; her father rejects the relationship entirely, her brother isn’t about to get in the middle of this, and her mother… yeah. We’re not going into that. Winter, at least, is glad her sister’s found her own way in the world that seems to be leading her to happiness. She could do without being indirectly related to Qrow, but, she’s willing to make that sacrifice for her sister.

Who is more likely to start dancing with the other?Weiss. She didn’t get a chance to at the school dance so, after one off hand remark about ballroom dancing, takes it upon herself to teach Yang and Blake a few different styles. She usually sings along with the music, too, and they eventually create their own style of dancing that works for most waltzing songs but allows all three of them to move together, and they’ll hum along with the music.

Who cooks more/who is better at cooking?Yang, mainly thanks to Summer and Ruby. She teaches Weiss and Blake some of Summer’s and Taiyang’s old recipes but usually takes on cooking duty herself; it’s as relaxing as going a few rounds against a heavy bag, but with a better result. She’s also more than a little proud when she can get one or both of her girlfriends to moan without even touching them, and good food is one way to make that happen.

Who comes up with cheesy pick up lines?Again, Yang- it’s like breathing for her- while Blake is prone to quoting her *ahem* romance novels. Weiss tries and usually fails to land the delivery just right, but Yang and Blake both think that’s too damn cute, so it works in her favor.

Who whispers inappropriate things in the other’s ear during inappropriate times?Weiss- and she’s gotten better at using the smallest amount of words to produce the maximum effect as time goes on. Yang’s too loud to try and Blake’s more tactile- a brush of her fingertips as they pass is more her style.

Who needs more assurance?All of them need assurance, for varying reasons, but Weiss needs slightly more. While she always expected, to some degree, that her relationship with her father would deteriorate at some point, losing the security of her family is still a blow that shakes her up. Add to that how often she feels like she’s playing catch up when it comes to expressing her emotions, telling Blake and Yang how much she cares about them, and allowing herself to be open and honest with them- it’s only natural for her to doubt her choices and actions, second guess herself, and have the worst outcomes plague her mind.

What would be their theme song?“Under Pressure” by Queen and David Bowie. (Yang will often joke that “3” by Britney Spears is their favorite song; Blake usually laughs while Weiss rolls her eyes and calls her crass.)

Who would sing to their child back to sleep?Weiss usually sings to the kids to get them to sleep; Yang’s singing usually makes them too hyper to go to bed, because she picks high tempo, driving rock songs instead of lullabies. Blake only sings very rarely, so they end up listening too intently to be lulled to sleep.

What do they do when they’re away from each other?Weiss tends to either spend her time practicing her combat technique or scrutinizing the business news but, when she’s looking to relax, she’ll put on some classical music or an old movie to unwind. Sometimes, Neptune will come over and they’ll joke about who’s more pretentious- the characters in the movie or Neptune himself- or they’ll mock depictions of stereotypes together. Blake usually reads, either at home curled up in her favorite chair by the window or down at the park, sitting in a huge tree and occasionally people watching. Every now and then, she and Sun will grab a meal to catch up or volunteer down at a homeless shelter. Yang goes out for solo rides on Bumblebee or takes a round with a heavy bag, depending on her mood. Otherwise, she and Nora will go clubbing just so they can be loud and have fun. If one of them’s busy and the other two are free, Blake and Weiss will usually find a book shop where Blake can find a new book and Weiss can read the paper, Weiss and Yang often play video games either head-to-head or cooperatively, and Blake and Yang go for a run.

one headcanon about this OTP that breaks your heartIn any universe where Yang loses her arm, she’ll feel guilty whenever holding/hugging/touching her girlfriends, because only one of them can feel her at any given time; the other just has her prosthetic, which isn’t the same. It really impacts her self image and her perceived worth as a good girlfriend to both of them, something that takes years for her to fully comes to terms with and tears her apart emotionally until then.

one headcanon about this OTP that mends itBecause of the way their respective histories have shaped them, all three understand that loving someone else- or two someones- means accepting the present and the past in order to build a future together. It’s an all-or-nothing package. Regardless of what each has individually lost, there’s two people who care about them, and those feelings are returned. It doesn’t replace what was lost but what emerges is all the stronger for it.

[vandoornestoffel]

I was tagged by @pig-in-a-red-car & @dannyricciardo THANK YOU! And sorry for just replying but I’ve been away from Tumblr.

1: Are you named after someone?

Ana is the name of my godmother and my middle name is the female version of the name some guy my dad knew, however, I’ve been told I’m not named after him but instead I share birthday with the feast of Saint Aloysius Gonzaga, which is named in Spanish as the male version of my middle name, Luisa.

2: When was the last time you cried?

I cry a lot. And by everything. Last time I cried was Sunday, I was watching the SAG and I cried when I was remembered that Anton Yelchin died.

3: Do you like your handwriting?

Nope. I hate it.

4: What is your favourite lunch meat? 

I had to google what was lunch meat. TIL. I gotta say chorizo. The Mexican chorizo.

5: Do you have kids?

Nope. Nor am I planning to in the near future.

6: If you were another person, would you be friends with you?

If the other version of me still liked the same things I like, you bet your ass I would.

7: Do you use sarcasm?

Yup. not online tho. I’m good with Spanish sarcasm.

8: Do you still have your tonsils?

Other thing I had to good. TIL a lot. Yes I do.

9: Would you bungee jump?

I would, yeah...

10: What is your favourite kind of cereal?

Your basic corn flakes. I’m not keen to cereal.

11: Do you untie your shoes when you take them off?

Depends entirely in which shoes. I usually don’t but I treat my running Nikes like if they were gold, so those I do untie them.

12: Do you think you’re a strong person?

I’m very emphatic so I trend to be soften up easily, but I’m usually who gives medicine to my pets or cures bloody injuries of all my family. In that, I am strong.

13: What is your favourite ice cream?

Keeping up with my basic bitch behavior: Vanilla. Besides this, CHAMOY!! Also I once tried Tequila ice cream and that shit was awesome even when I hate tequila.

14: What is the first thing you notice about people?

Eyes and accent.

15: What is the least favourite physical thing you like about yourself?

I hate the skin on my legs. It’s very dry, no matter how many treatments I put it.

16: What colour pants and shoes are you wearing now?

I’m wearing black pajamas and squared pink/gray/blue/white vans.

17: What are you listening to right now?

Lily Allen - I could say. I’m listening to a playlist I have in Spotify that has like 2000 songs that go from the 70s Mexican music to 2Pac. 

18: If you were a crayon, what color would you be?

One of my favorite colors is Coral. The whole range, the closest to pink/redish the better. It’s the only share of pink that I like. If not that, papaya orange (PLEASE, McLAREN!!!)

19: Favourite smell?

Perfume wise: Michael Kors’ Very Hollywood. Natural smell, I love the smell of kittens. When you have as many kittens as I do, you learn certain smells about cats but kitten on winter smell is my fave.

20: Who was the last person you spoke to on the phone?

My ex. He called off our meeting that was supposed to be yesterday and I pretended that I was mad over it when in reality I was relieved.

21: Favourite sport to watch?

F1. I also enjoy American Football (GO HAWKS!!) and I also enjoy watching the X-Games.

22: Hair color?

Black that looks brownish with certain lighting and redish under the sun.

23: Eye color?

Black as it gets.

24: Do you wear contacts?

Nope.

25: Favourite food to eat?

PIZZA. All kinds of pizza, just no fruits on pizza. 

26: Scary movies or comedy?

Comedy

27: Last movie you watched?

I’m trying to think and I have no idea. It was an Emma Stone movie I think. OH YEAH, it was that really bad movie she did with Bradley Cooper. 

28: What colour of shirt are you wearing?

Gray Iron Man tshirt.

29: Summer or winter?

Can I say spring? Winter in Monterrey are like 6° C, but summers are 40°C, so in summers I’m dying of heat and winter I’m dying of hypothermia... so I would rather be on string when we are at 20/30°C.

30: Hugs or kisses?

Hugs.

31: What book are you currently reading?

I don’t trend to read. Last book I was readying was Generation Kill by Evan Wright

32: Who do you miss right now?

My friends from college and my friends from Poland.

33: What is on your mouse pad?

I don’t own a mouse pad. My desk regrets it since the wood is loosing up to all the friction.

34: What is the last TV program you watched?

I think it was Conviction. I stopped watching around episode 3 and instead will wait to binge watch it.

35: What is the best sound?

The F1 V10s and a newborn kitten crying. That soft little ball of fur making it’s first noises is one of the cutest sounds in the world. 

36: Rolling stones or The Beatles?

Beatles. But can I choose The Who?

37: What is the furthest you have ever travelled?

I’ve never traveled out of Mexico. I think the trip to Chiapas was the longest with 1hour in a half on plane.

38: Do you have a special talent?

idk??? If I do I haven’t discovered it.

39: Where were you born?

Monterrey, México - same birthplace as Esteban Gutierrez.

Since I have no idea who has done this or not, feel free to say I tagged you if you haven’t done this! I’m interested in getting to know you!

[bunny-jpeg]

Hi bunnyy, can I please have a blueberry muffin with a hard lemonade for Lando?💕

the bakery menu

want to submit your own order? the follow to the main post above! i am still accepting orders! these paws are rolling out the dough as we speak! as for this one,

blueberry muffins ("i don't think it'll fit.") + hard lemonade (possessive behaviour) served by lando norris (formula one)!

cw: smut/pwp, big cock!lando, possessive behavior, missionary, sweet sex, mechanic!reader

"i don't think it'll fit, lando." you swallowed.

"shh, shh, shh." he said as he rubbed his cock up against your achy slit, "it'll fit. the more you tense up, the less it'll fit. so, relax." then flashed you a smile.

you swallowed, "please don't bruise me, norris."

he leaned in and kissed you on the cheek ever so gently, "i would never. the last thing i want is for my mechanic to not do her job."

this all started because you took a job with mercedes, leaving poor lando all by himself at mclaren (he really wasn't alone). you were his favourite mechanic, you made his car purr like a kitten and hug the curves of the track just right.

so it broke his heart that you just upped and left him. how could you!

after you left, lando made is known that you were still his mechanic. he added the possessive pronoun to your job title, even though on your resume it said that your employment with mclaren ended two months ago.

it was an event for staff that some of the drivers attended, lando included. it was for the smaller awards throughout the season for things like mechanics and other support staff. it was an excuse to let loose before the second leg of the season.

a driver was only as strong as his support team, so many of the drivers came to support their teams! but lando was glaring daggers into the back of toto wolff's head for stealing away his mechanic.

how dare he! lando had barely seen you since your departure from the team two months ago. you had been so busy getting into the groove of mercedes that it felt like you totally forgot about him and your time on his team!

after the dinner, it came time for the actual partying. while that means most got into the harder alcohol, it gave lando the chance to get closer to you.

he seated himself beside you at the table and when you looked over, he slung his arm across the back of your chair. he smiled at you, "there is my favourite mechanic."

you lit up at the sight of lando and pulled him into a tight hug. he swore you made a gleeful noise at the sight of him, which only stroked his ego.

maybe he was a little too hard on you. maybe you did miss him quite a bit. when you pulled away, you held him by the shoulders and looked into his eyes.

"oh my god, lando!" you said, your smile big as you let go of him, "i've been seeing your messages, but i've just been so busy lately! i'm so, so, so sorry!"

aw, he really couldn't be that mad at you. you were just so painfully cute that it was like being mad at a puppy for chewing up some socks.

lando smiled back at you and wiped some of the dinner you had off your cheek, "still a messy eater as always, huh?"

you blushed a little, "oh shut up, lans." you laughed and playfully pushed his chest which caused him to grab your hands and keep them on him. you said, "i have missed you though!"

then why did you leave me, he thought.

he offered to get you another glass of wine so the two of you would keep talking. he wanted to hear all about mercedes. in reality he wanted to see where mercedes was failing in comparison to mclaren that he could convince you to come back.

your voice was music to his ears as you rambled about the other team. you hardly noticed lando's hand on your thigh until he gave it a hearty squeeze. your eyes went wide, "lans!"

he chuckled and leaned in closer to you, "i missed you. i really missed you. team's not the same without you." i'm not the same without you.

"oh! don't be silly! the new mechanic that you guys got is like a million times better than me! don't make me blush!"

all he wanted to do was make you blush. he wanted to see if it went all way down. then again he wondered how hot he'd be in the face when he was between your legs.

but he made that a reality a lot sooner than he expected.

apparently you really missed him. and you felt that you missed out on your chance to be with him. but you also were plagued with self-doubt that he'd even be into you. but lando covered up that anxiety with a hot kiss at the table before you were leading him by the hand to your hotel room with key card in your other hand.

your hotel was quaint, cute in a way as he started to get you undressed. his lips would find safety on your hated skin, his cock was heavy in his pants before he took them off.

you got up onto the bed and pulled him for some soft kisses. he melted against you, loving the feeling of you. he can't believe you missed him. it made something strange curl in his gut as he got between your legs.

"how much did you miss me?" he asked as he rubbed his hard cock against your slick pussy, "did you think about me all the time?"

you nodded, "i did lando, all the time. i felt so bad when i couldn't reply. i was worried you'd hate me." you gave a small pout.

he felt a shiver run through him, "oh, no, no, no. i could never hate you. you're my favourite!!" you blushed and covered your face. but lando took your hands away and leaned in for another kiss as he dribbling pre-cum against your pussy lips, "it's true." he said.

"lans."

he chuckled as he threatened to push his cock into you. he could feel the heat rise in his body. his heart was racing it did during a race.

"what if it doesn't fit." you said once more.

"trust me, alright? just the way i trusted you on the grid. right?" he said, almost begged. he needed this, he needed you.

you nodded, "of course." you braced for impact, but tried to keep yourself relax as he slid his cock into you. the stretch felt intense for a moment before it started to feel good.

"i'd never hurt you." he said as he planted both hands on either side of you and rutted against you. you wrapped those strong legs around him. his words were a promise as he moved against you.

"i'm sorry i didn't try to do anything sooner."

"aw, don't be. you just didn't want to ruin our jobs. i understand. i guess now that you're working for the other team, now we can do this as much as we want." he laughed.

the sex between you was almost sweet. lando peppered your face with kisses as he rocked against you. you felt so good around his cock, like two puzzle pieces.

"you feel so good."

"thank you, lans."

"i missed you every day on the grid. i got a little jealous when i'd see you working on the cars. you always looked better in orange." he admitted.

"i always thought i looked like a cheez-it."

lando kissed your lips and held onto the covers under you. his lips trailed across your skin before he said, "no, no. you looked amazing in it."

you held onto his shoulder tightly as you moved against him. it wasn't rough sex, but it wasn't too gentle either. regardless it really felt nice. it was a steady pace that allowed pleasure through your body.

the kisses your shared were wet and sweet. you could feel lando's praise of you through his lips. you held onto him. part of you wished you had done this sooner.

lando on the other hand wanted his mechanic back, he wanted you in the orange coveralls and always excited to see the cars. he just thought that you were painfully cute in the garage.

you once told him that working on a car of that caliber was a like working on a high tech puzzle, and it made the job exciting. to see your hard work (and the hard work of your former co-workers) on the track was amazing!

and lando wanted to make you proud on the track! put that hard work into action. you two worked hand in hand, and now you were tumbling in the sheets together.

you felt near to your climax and held onto him tightly. you kissed at the apples of his cheeks and moved against him, "you're amazing, lans."

he held tightly onto the covers, or else he was going to dig his hands into his hips. he picked up the pace a little bit more and captured your lips in another kiss.

you cupped his face and let him rut against you. you clenched around him and moaned into the kiss as you climaxed. you held onto the driver as he continued to thrust against you.

"shit." you moaned as you relaxed on the bed and clutched onto the white hotel sheets. you looked up at lando and smiled.

that only egged him to keep going. and the sight of your sweet face allowed him to finish inside of you. with a few heavy thrusts and he finished in a huff.

it led to more kissing, his arms wrapped around you. he whispered praises you could barely hear against your skin as you both soaked in the feeling of post-orgasmic bliss.

"you're perfect." he exhaled.

"i missed you, lans."

you get comfortable under the covers of the bed and could feel lando moving around to get comfortable as well. he laid next to you and felt comfort in your warmth.

as he laid with you, tangled up in the hotel room sheets. his nose in your hair with your head on his chest. maybe he'd find a way to get his little mechanic back, make sure she's really appreciated this time. <3