#another entry in the endless 'is this the weirdest thing i've ever written?' list

[freeuselandonorris]

hey, this one is a bit out there, but would you ever consider writing oviposition?

hello anon! i'm so sorry that you sent me this ask in MARCH and perhaps do not even follow me anymore.

but the answer is: yes, eventually 🖤

like milk from a baby

(lando norris/oscar piastri. 5k. rated E. oviposition, vague monsterfucking)

You’d never know it, looking at him. God knows Oscar’s spent plenty of time looking. Zoned out in briefing sessions, mouth half open. At the track, sometimes, when Lando’s wandering around in his fireproofs and there’s a soft stretch between his legs. Mostly when they’re hanging out together, Lando in his baggy blue jeans or tailored dress pants if they’ve been at an event. And yeah, you can tell he’s big from the shape and swell, but you’d never guess — well. You’d never guess he was the way he is. The way Oscar knows he is.

read on ao3 (archive-locked 🔐)