It's never as it seems [Lando Norris]

Chapter 3

Lando turns on the shower, looking at himself in the mirror before he takes his shirt off. It was a small lie that he told Max and Emilia earlier this evening; his trainer did text him, but it was more a question when Lando had time, and not a text saying that he needed to meet with him immediately. Lando lets out a sigh, shoving his pants and boxers down before stepping under the shower head. The warm water washes away the sticky sweat that the training gave him, and he hums while closing his eyes. It wasn't like he didn't want to stay for dinner, but he was confused by his own thoughts when he was around Emilia. Especially when he saw how she interacted with Max. He recalls the line she said to Max, "I am very much in shape," quickly shaking his head to try and get those words out of his head.

It works for a few seconds while he washes his hair, but his thoughts eventually drift to her again. He replays the moment she put her hair into a ponytail in his head, nibbling on his lip when he remembers how soft her skin looked. He wanted to kiss her there, see how sensitive her neck was. He tries to distract himself from his thoughts with soaping his body, squeezing his eyes shut. The image of her sweaty skin after she took her hoodie off makes him let out a groan, looking down when he realises that he's getting hard at the thought of her. He closes his eyes again, breathing in and out slowly while his hand moves down his abdomen. A hiss leaves his lips when he takes his erection in his hand, cursing under his breath when he slowly starts moving his hand.

A grunt leaves his lips when he imagines Emilia with him, her soft skin glistering from the water droplets that are on her body. Her delicate hands trailing over his abdomen, a giggle leaving her lips when he traces her curves. "Lando" she whispers, moving her fingers through his wet curls before tracing his pulse on his neck. He moans lowly, his hand moving faster while Emilia's hands roam his body in his imagination. He lets out a groan when her hand takes a hold of his dick, slowly stroking him while she stares at him with dazed eyes. He picks up the pace, moans leaving his mouth freely while he thinks of kissing her everywhere while she whimpers his name.

He leans one of his hands against the tiles, steadying himself when he feels himself getting closer to an orgasm. Emilia sinks to her knees slowly, keeping eye contact with him while she starts pressing kisses on the inside of his thighs, moving towards his throbbing dick. A choked moan leaves his mouth when he imagines her lips wrapping around the tip, staring at him through her lashes before she takes him further into her mouth. Her head starts bobbing in a steady rhythm while her hands roam over his flushed skin. Lando feels his legs shake slightly, grunts and moans leaving his lips while he picks up the pace to reach his orgasm. A loud moan of her name leaves his lips when his orgasm hits him, and he strokes himself through it while he stares at the tiles while his cum washes away.

Ragged breaths leave his mouth while he calms down, his head becoming less clouded when he turns the shower off and grabs a towel. He dries his hair before moving to his body, looking at himself in the mirror while realisation hits him that he just got off while thinking about Emilia. "Fucking hell mate" he mumbles, wrapping the towel around his waist and walking towards his bedroom after putting his dirty clothes in the laundry basket. He puts on a pair of fresh boxers before pulling out some sweatpants, a t shirt, and a hoodie. Flopping down on the matrass he grabs his phone, seeing that Max texted him that he'll be home in 30. He checks the time he sent that, sighing of relief when he sees that it was 20 minutes ago. Max has a habit of randomly bursting into rooms, and it would be a very awkward situation if he had to explain why he was jacking off to the thought of his best friends friend.

Blinking his eyes in confusion he lets out a groan, turning on his side to see that it's very dark outside now. "Fuck did I fall asleep?" he asks himself, ruffling his curls before he grabs his phone to see that it's almost 1am now. He groans, dragging himself towards the kitchen since he can hear his stomach rumbling. He furrows his brows when he hears Max' voice while he chats excitedly to someone. Lando wrecks his brain while trying to remember if there were people invited tonight, walking into the living space. "Oh hey, did you have a nice nap?" Max asks him, waving from the couch when Lando hums. "Emmie says hi and she asks if you had a nice training" he says later, looking at Lando with raised eyebrows while he waits for his answer. "Yeah, it was alright. Say hi to her" he answers, walking towards the fridge to look for something edible.

He puts some leftover pasta in the microwave, settling himself on one of the kitchen barstools while he listens to Max. He can see his phone screen from here, and a small smile is formed on his lips when he sees Emilia laughing at something stupid Max said. Her hair is in a messy bun on top of her head, a pair of glasses are on her nose, and she's wearing her hoodie again. She looks so adorable like this, but he realises that he's not the only one who seems to be thinking that. He observes Max' behaviour, sighing when he sees how excited his best friend is while he talks to Emilia, even though they spent the entire evening together already. The beeping of the microwave shakes him from his thoughts, and he stands up to grab the food before sitting down again after getting some utensils. He mindlessly eats his dinner, scrolling through social media and texting his mom and sister back.

"Are you going back to bed again?" Max asks when Lando walks past him. "Yeah, I have to be at the factory again tomorrow morning" he answers, fiddling with his bracelets when Max lets out a hum. "Okay, I'm going to sleep soon as well. I'll be quiet while I make my way to bed then" Lando chuckles at Max' works, shaking his head before waving at him. "Sure mate, you always do. I'll see you tomorrow" he says, walking upstairs and towards the bathroom to brush his teeth. He leans on the sink for a few seconds, letting out a huff of air before he moves to his bedroom. After stripping from his clothes he slips under the covers, groaning when his warm skin hits the cold matrass. He moves around until he finds a good position, sighing out while closing his eyes.

Sleep doesn't come as easy as he would like it to come, his thoughts constantly wandering to Emilia and how close she and Max are. His heart clenches when he thinks of how sad Max will be if he would try to pursue Emilia. 'Well, I guess it's a blessing that I'm away so much' he thinks to himself, turning to his other side while rubbing his hand over his face. 'I will just try to not see her as much, that shouldn't be too hard. She's into Max as well anyways' he muses next, nodding at his own thoughts while he closes his eyes again.

"Let's just not think about her and stay away from her" he whispers, pulling the covers around him tighter.