Six Inch - [Lando Norris]

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A/N: added some Italian for my favourite Italian reader francescaguerrazzi 😌❤️

Natalya buried her head deeper into the silken pillowcase when she started to wake up. She pulled the duvet higher up her body, sighing softly as her eyes fluttered open. The curtains in front of the window were opened, the sunlight coming through and a fresh breeze blew into Lando's bedroom through the window that was ajar. Natalya turned to her back, propping herself up to see the other half of the bed was empty. She faintly remembered the feeling of his fingers caressing her face earlier this morning, his deep morning voice had hummed that he would go out for something. She couldn't exactly recall it, she had been too sleepy to care. He had kissed her sweetly before leaving bed and she had turned around to fall into that deep slumber again. Natalya moved a hand through her messy strands, pushing the duvet off her body and swinging her legs over the edge of the bed. She went into the bathroom to wet her face and drink a glass of water before she padded out of the bedroom.

The hallway was empty and the floor felt cool underneath her bare feet. Lando's black button-up fell down to her thighs and she had rolled up the sleeves to her elbows. She came downstairs and she heard some chatter from the kitchen, which was where she headed. Natalya walked around the corner to find Lando and one of his kitchen staff standing across each other. "Oh, good morning, darling". Lando said and her eyes glided over his body that was glistening with sweat, a pair of shorts sporting his lower body and some running shoes on his feet made her remember that he said he was going out for a run. "Good morning". She muttered, her eyes darting over to the man next to him, who seemed to be only a little older than them. The man grinned a little when he saw Natalya in Lando's shirt and she came closer to Lando's side. "This is my cook, Brandon". Lando spoke, his hand briefly stroking her lower back.

"Natalya". She briefly introduced herself. "We were just discussing what you'd like for the brunch today". Brandon spoke, clearly sensing what was going on between the two and the grin didn't remove from his face. Natalya crossed her arms over her chest as she looked up at him, the look in her eyes hardening and Lando saw it happening, already knowing what would come next. "Well, if you can focus on the cooking without picturing in your head how Lando fucked me last night, then I would like to have some oat pancakes with banana and blueberries". Natalya said, her eyebrow raising at the man in front of her. Brandon looked back at Lando as if he was going to correct her, but Lando looked at him with a grin that said 'that's my girl'. "You've heard the woman". Lando said. "Make some smoothies as well, please". He added and Brandon nodded, closing his notebook and leaving the kitchen. Natalya got a glass from the cabinet and poured some water in it, leaning back against the marble counter.

She looked at his shirtless upper body again, spotting the small scratches her nails had carved into his body last night. Natalya looked into his eyes next, watching him approach her and lean over her. Lando curled his hands around her waist, easily lifting her onto the counter while bunching up his shirt on her body. She was on his eyelevel now and she felt his fingers drifting to her thighs, making room for himself to stand between them. "Did you sleep well?". He asked eventually, slightly annoyed that her hands were still holding on to the glass of water and didn't rest against his chest like she had done before. Natalya nodded. "Pretty good". She replied. "Did you leave early?". She asked, her eyes gazing down his muscled form as she recalled the way he handled her last night. "About an hour ago". He shrugged, arms flexing when he leaned his hands against the counter next to her hips. "I'm going to take a shower". He mentioned. "What are we going to do today?". She asked, still not laying her hands on him.

"We will have a brunch soon". Lando replied. "I have an appointment with my suit tailor this afternoon because I'm flying to Moscow tomorrow". He informed. "В Москву". (To moscow) Natalya stated. "Is it for work?". She asked next. "It is". Lando replied. "With the people I've met last night at your club?". She continued, his lips curling slightly upwards into a grin. "That's nothing for you to worry about". He gazed into her eyes, his jaw slacking a little and she gnawed on her bottom lip. "For how long?". Natalya asked then, her heartbeat increasing as she was clearly pushing his buttons. "Two days max. It's just business". Lando said. "Then you will be back in time for my show next Friday". She purred and it made Lando's serious face sink a little as he felt her legs curling around his hips. "That's what this interrogation is all about, hmm?". Lando hummed, his hand creeping up to her face to lift her chin. "You want me to come and see you dance?". He asked. "Yes...". Natalya said, a sparkle in her eyes as she leaned closer towards him, her hand finally in touch with his skin and trailing around the edge of his shorts.