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[rubywillkins]

Lando Norris | Beyond the checkered flags

Pairing Lando × female reader

Warning smut, frenemy, insecurity

Y/n had always been part of the Formula 1 world, though not directly. Her childhood friend, Lando, was one of the most celebrated drivers on the grid, and their mutual friends ensured she was never far from the paddock drama. They had grown up together, thick as thieves but constantly at odds—a dynamic their friends loved to tease.

“You two fight like you’re in love,” Clara quipped one evening at a dinner.

Y/n smirked. “Please. His ego would suffocate me.”

Lando shot back, “And her stubbornness would drive me straight into the gravel.”

The room erupted into laughter, but neither noticed the fleeting glances they exchanged when the other wasn’t looking.

It wasn’t until a rainy summer barbecue that their dynamic shifted. Yn was sitting under a gazebo, watching Lando charm a group of fans who had crashed the party. She sipped her wine, trying to ignore the dull ache in her chest. Meanwhile, Lando couldn’t shake how Y/n’s laugh—melodic and carefree—seemed to pierce through the noise around him.

Later that night, as the rain drizzled down, he found himself texting her.

“You should come to a race,” he wrote.

Y/n stared at her phone, her heart skipping a beat. “Sure, let me just hop on my private jet,” she replied, rolling her eyes.

“I’m serious,” Lando texted back. “Let me handle it. I want you to see me race.”

Y/n hesitated. She hated the idea of accepting something so extravagant, even from Lando. “I’ll think about it,” she finally replied, hoping he’d drop the subject.

But Lando wasn’t one to give up. Over the next few days, he bombarded her with calls and texts. “Y/n, don’t be stubborn. It’s nothing for me to arrange. You’ve always been there for me—let me do this for you,” he said late one night, his voice softer than usual.

Her resistance melted. A week later, she found herself walking beside him in the bustling paddock of the British Grand Prix. The air vibrated with the roar of engines, the sharp smell of rubber and gasoline filling her senses. She felt out of place, but Lando’s presence was grounding.

But the day wasn’t without its thorns. By the evening, y/n discovered a slew of toxic comments on social media: “Who’s the girl with Lando? Another fame-hungry wannabe.” “She looks so out of place. Clearly, not his type.”

Y/n tried to shrug it off, but the words gnawed at her. Back at his hotel room, Lando noticed her unusually quiet demeanor.

“What’s going on?” he asked, his tone laced with concern.

She hesitated before showing him her phone. “It’s just...people online. Nothing important.”

Lando scrolled through the comments, his jaw tightening. “y/n, don’t let these idiots get to you. They have no idea who you are.”

She looked away, biting her lip. “It’s hard not to care.”

He cupped her chin, gently tilting her face toward his. His touch was warm, his eyes smoldering with an intensity that made her pulse race. “Listen to me,” he said, his voice low. “You’re incredible. And anyone who says otherwise doesn’t deserve to know you.”

Her breath hitched, their proximity electric. “Lando…”

Before she could say more, his lips were on hers—firm, urgent, yet achingly tender. Lando melted into him, her hands clutching the front of his shirt as he pulled her closer. The kiss deepened, years of unspoken emotions unraveling in the heat between them.

He broke the kiss just long enough to whisper against her lips, “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this.”

Y/n gazed up at him, her cheeks flushed. “Maybe I’ve wanted it too.”

Lando’s hands slid to her waist, his touch firm yet reverent. “Stay with me tonight,” he murmured, his voice thick with desire.

Y/s’s heart pounded, but there was no hesitation. “I’m not going anywhere.”

What followed was a night of raw, unrestrained passion. Lando worshipped her like she was the only thing that mattered, He took her in his arms in bridal style, and than put her on bed slowly. "I just love you sweetheart so much" before she could even reply he just started kissing her hungrily... it was rough but with care...

He started to undress her while making out..

The moment the Bra was off of her.. he just froze.. he admired the her breasts like they were kind of sweet.. " lando stop.." she said while blushing.. "oh c'mon they are adorable, lemme taste them" he started sucking them like a hungy poor guy who didn't get food since days...

One hand pinching other niple while other was gropping one while he is sucking it.. and you.. you were a fucking moaning mess.. and than he slowly moved to your clit... And started drawing circles on it... He suddenly slipped his all 3 fingers inside you... You gasped... " Lando..be gentle Baby".." yea baby.. I will try.. i will try to be very gently rough"..

"argh you are so good lando"... He was fucking you with his all three fingers... While sucking your clitoris... And than... He put his dick inside you in a split second.. givinh you shockwaves every min.. or should I say every second..

He was good infact he was firee.. after some time.. you both cum together...

You let yourself fall, surrendering to the heat and emotion that had simmered between both of you, for years.

By morning, they lay tangled in the sheets, the first rays of sunlight painting the room in soft hues. Lando traced lazy patterns on her bare shoulder.

“So,” he began with a smirk, “will you come to more races with me?”

Y/n laughed, her fingers trailing down his chest. “Only if you promise to win.”

“For you?” he said, leaning down to kiss her again. “Always.”

From that day on, y/n and Lando faced the highs and lows of his career together. In a world of speed and chaos, they had found something steady and unshakable: each other.

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Authors note

As per the pole results.. Lando Norris won by 0.6% from Oscar. I personally think it's almost a tie. So if you guys want an Oscar fic too than you can request me. I'll only be making the oscar fic after this if I get enough requests. So if you guys want an Oscar fic just after this fic than my next fic will be about oscar. Thankyou ❤️

[still-we-rise]

Hope you're doing well! Also love the new banner lmao... for the ask thing, 17, 51, 72/73 :)

If I’m answering late, I’m verry sorry, I just woke up ;_; I hope you’re doing amazing! And thank you so much, I love it too 😄 

17. Is there a driver that you liked but now don't?

Definitely Kimi. When I got into F1 I really liked him (sic!), but further on I learned that he’s kind of an asshole and gets away with behavior unacceptable for others. 

51. Which was your favourite line up?

I won’t be very unique here - Lando and Carlos. I wasn’t really a McLaren fan before, but they managed to highlight the best from the team as well as from each other. Their partnership on and outside the track was really nice to watch. 

72. Are there any F1 blogs which you would reccomend? / 73. Are there any F1 blogs who you think deserve more appreciation?

To be honest, I can’t really tell which blogs deserve more appreciation, because I am on f1blr just for a month. I’d reccomend basically all my mututals (as if they really need any reccomendation from such a small blog, but OH WELL) @i-control-the-die, @loving-drivers, @norristroll, @1-800-honeybadger, @starfiregal17, @ricciarbon, @landof1, @blesshimnorris, @mushroomlance, @pierresteban, @lilpoacher, @xxntroverted, @wepickedthisgame, @norrussell, @sports--addicted, @thestrollpatrol, @georgerus63, @vettelbaby, @vettelians, @ricciardhohoho and someone called... uh... @f1-writer?, dunno, don’t know them. (if I forgot anyone I’m sorry, it’s early and I’m dying) 

Thank you very much, this was my first ask I ever received 💖💖💖

[danyellingfuck]

was tagged by @jetmode and @ricciardosf1 thank you both sm!!

rules: tag 8 people you’d like to get to know better.

name/alias: bayleigh or just bay :,)

birthday: october 10

zodiac sign: libra

hobbies: baking, recording music, reading

favourite colours: red and black

favourite books: the green mile by stephen king and the female of the species by mindy mcginnis

last song I listened to: mardy bum by the arctic monkeys

last film I watched: harry potter and the order of the phoenix (realized a couple weeks ago i’ve never actually watched all the harry potter movies so i’ve been working my way through)

love: long drives, screaming along to loud music, thunderstorms (at the same time, preferably)

something that helps people: uhhhhhhmmmmm surrounding yourself with supportive, kind people is the first thing that comes to mind :/

meaning behind url: alyssa (@danielthemechanic) and i were trying to figure out what my url could be while also watching the videos of angry red bull dan so it just Came To Be

tagging: @danielthemechanic @laurenault @toto-wolff @mclarenz @ilovejevsjeans @landof1 @dannyric @riccflair-dripp (sorry if you already did it 🥺) 

[jetmode]

tagged by the one and only @danyellingfuck, thank youu, ilysm!! 💖

rules: you can usually tell a lot about a person by the type of music they listen to! put your favorite playlist on shuffle and list the first 10 songs, then tag 10 people. no skipping!

riding a wave // love fame tragedy

bigmouth strikes again // the smiths

night ride // the growlers

social climb // iDKHOW

you brroke my heart // brunettes shoot blondes

sad happy // circa waves

mr. brightside // the killers

pink lemonade // the wombats

brazil // declan mckenna

píseň neznámého vojína // karel kryl

this actually came out really well, i genuinely love all of these songs so much ahkhksksn

tagging @formulatris @danielsavocado @stuffstephstans @verstappening @ricciardosf1 @4norris @scharletred

and my three newest mutuals @1-800-honeybadger @landof1 @ricciardo-norris

enjoy!