Landoscar one shots‼️

Dont make me jealous. (Smut)

REQUESTED BY @cherryapplepie0107

Knock, knock.
"Oscahh its me!"
"Who else would it be this late at night?"
Lando could practically hear Oscar's eye roll as he shuffled towards the door, swinging it open. His eyes quickly scanning the older boys outfit, landing on his exposed chest for a bit too long for it to be friendly, Lando doing the exact same, but his eyes narrowed at the collar of the aussies shirt.
"You nerd." Lando chuckled leaning forwards and unbuttoning two more of Oscar's buttons, exposing his chest. The younger driver felt his face heat up, the warmth trailing from his cheek down to where Lando's hands lingered.
"What?" Lando giggled as he finally moved his hands of Oscar's chest, it took all of his will power not to pull the other driver by the collar for a kiss. Fuck, he knew he was too far gone.
"Nothing.." Oscar muttered, looking to the side trying to shield his red face.
"Are we going now or?" Oscar broke the silence, a thick tension between the drivers. Lando just nodded as he began walking out the hotel door, hands stuffed into his pockets as Oscar followed close behind like a lost dog.

Oscar thanked the taxi as Lando and himself made their enterance into the party, it was filled with drivers, celebrities and other so called 'important people'. The older driver reaching for the youngers wrist and leading him to grab a drink.
"Carlos! Charles!" Lando smiled as he spotted the ferrari drivers sitting by the bar, a drink in hand.
"Hey Lando." Carlos waved for him to join the two. Quickly two drinks were pushed towards Oscar by the other Aussie on the grid.
"Thanks daniel." He smiled weakly quickly taking a large sip of his drink, he wanted these nerves gone now.
"Of course mate, I can see your nervous and Im already hammered, so catch up." Daniel winked as he slammed back a shot and walked away to the dance floor.
Oscar slid next to Lando offering up the second drink which Lando accepted happily.
"Its from daniel." Oscar shrugged as he took another long swig.
"We have all night you dont need to rush your drinks." Charles laughed as he watched Oscar, oscar only managing an awkward laugh in return. Quickly Carlos and Lando fell into deep conversation, leaving Charles sitting boredly on a bar stool and Oscar standing awkwardly beside him. He needed another drink. The aussie decided to walk to the bartender for a jack n coke and slowly wondered back to the other drivers. Carlos was tugging on Lando's arm but he didnt seem to want to go wherever the ferrari boys wanted to take him.
"Osc! Help me! There trying to make me go dance." The brit scowled and Carlos.
"You love dancing?" Oscar began but was cut off as a big huff left Lando's mouth.
"Yeah but I said Id stay here with you!" The Aussie rolled his eyes as he took a step closer to the three, placing a hand on Lando's shoulder.
"I told you, don't babysit me, I can go to Logan or something." He paused for a second.
"Go have fun." There was a smile plastered on his face but Lando could tell it didnt quite reach his eyes. The older driver opened his mouth before he was pushed of the bar stool by Oscar, with a small wave he watched as Lando was dragged through the crowd of drunk dancers.

Sometime had past, Oscar was still slumped at the bar, watching Lando, he knew he often drank more than he should and he needed to keep an eye incase they abruptly had to leave. Though his main reasoning was being able to watch Lando dance, his hips swayed, his body fluid as he moved. His hair began to stick to his forehead causing him to run his fingers through it. Oscar wished it was his hand running through landos hair.
"You just going to sit and stare?" A voice sighed from behind him. Oscar flicked his head around to see George and Alex leaning on the bar behind him.
"I-..Im not staring, Im watching." Oscar protested, it didnt seem to work as he watched George and Alex share a knowing glance. They were drunk of course, George more than Alex but they still seemed so.. calm and collected. George always had that erie all knowing vibe to him.
"Sure, sure. You could go join him you know?" George commented as he slowly sipped from the colorful glass in his hand, swirling it around a couple times before taking another sip. Oscar just shook his head, normally he'd quip back but he was too drunk and too tired.
"I cant dance." He shrugged.
"Everyones drunk, no one cares." Alex finally chimed in, his hand snaking around Georges shoulder.
"I dont-"
"You are an idiot, just go." George groaned as he nudged Oscars foot with his. The Aussie gave in, slowly walking towards the crowd of dancers, he pushed past a bunch of very drunken drivers to reach Lando. He watched lando for a second longer.
Oscar couldnt do it.
He tried but he couldnt.
He turned away, tears forming in the corners of his eyes, his shoulders slouching in on him as he took a step away, leaving the dance floor. Oscar was walking slowly around the party, he didnt really want to talk to anyone, nor sit and wait for Lando, he was tired of that, so he just walked.
"Hey." A voice called from behind him, he perked his head, turning to face the voice.
"Uh hi?"
"You're quite handsome, can I buy you a drink?" The girl infront of him was wearing a deep red dress, it clung tightly to her body. Oscar tried to see her intentions but her face was unreadable, her eyes dark and locked on his. Another drink wouldn't hurt.
"Sure.." he felt awkward as she disappeared through the crowd, arriving a few minutes later with two drinks inhand.
"Here handsome~" She winked, handing him the drink. It was bitter and tasted extremely alcoholic but he continued to sip anyway. Suddenly she was right up in his face, her body pressing against his.
"I think we should ditch this party.." her voice cooed, a sharp twist in her words, something was wrong but he couldnt quite place it. A part of him was really considering going home with her, till they were intrupted with a harsh voice.
"He's not going, hes with me." Oscar could practically feel the resentment in Lando's voice.
"Lando-"
"Its his choice." The girl quipped back, her hand now wrapping around Oscar's waist. It was his choice, and he knew who he'd rather be with.
"Thank you but no, Im staying.." He didnt bother looking at the girl, just focusing on Lando, he felt like hed fucked up even though he hadnt really done anything wrong. She rolled her eyes and strutted back to a group of girls who Oscar was suddenly very aware had been watching the entire time.
"Lando.." He didnt reply just latched a hand around Oscar's wrist, firm but gently and pulled him to the door.
"Come back to the hotel with me..please." Lando mumbled, he might've been mad but he'd never force Oscar to do anything.
"Okay." The Aussie was confused but agreed as they left, Lando hailing down a taxi. The ride was long, quiet and full of tention, the poor driver stuck in the middle. After they arrived the drivers walked in silence back to Lando's room, he beeped the room open and both drivers walked in.
"Lando-" Oscar tried to break the silence again but was met with no answer. The brit turned to face him, lifting his eyes from the floor, his face was painted with anger and sadness, Oscar didnt really know why but he felt guilty. The gap between them disappeared as Lando moved only a few inches from Oscar's face, slamming their lips together. Oscar was surprised by the sudden touch but quickly felt himself melting into it. The kiss was rough, teeth and all. Gasping for air they seperated, lips tingling from the sensation.
"Who the fuck was she?" Lando grimiced, his voice still shaking from the lack of oxygen, it was kind of hot, in Oscars opinion.
"I dont know, she just came up to me."
"And you were going to go home with her!?" His voice was raised now, dropping his hands from Oscar's face where they hand been cupping his cheeks.
"What no?" Lando raised a eyebrow, looking skeptical. "I wasnt! She just offered to buy me a drink and I said yes, I was going to say no before you came barging in." He rolled his eyes but Lando still had a bitter look on his face.
"Yeah thats why she was all over your body, huh?"
"Nothing was happening! And why do you even care?" Lando's expression dropped, a deadpan stare on his face.
"I just fucking kissed you, you muppet. What do you think?" Okay so maybe Oscar hadnt thought about it like that. Suddenly it made more sense.
"You...You were jealous?" A soft smirk grew on his face, "Correction, You are jealous?" The embarrassment hit Lando, his face flushing a deep red.
"Shut up." He continued to glare even with his tinted cheeks, "Im still mad at you."
"Okay, okay Im sorry." But sorry wasnt going to cut it for him, he forced Oscar backwards till they stumbled onto the bed.
"Lando-" Now it was Oscar who was wearing pinkened cheeks as Lando straddled him, his face hovering over the younger driver's. Oscar let Lando lower his head till their lips were almost touching, he took this as consent before pushing another messy kiss to him. The brit bit hard against the Aussies lip forcing out a yelp so Lando slid his tongue down Oscar's throat, intertwining their saliva. Shirt buttons were fumbled with till both drivers shirts with discarded on the floor, Lando breaking the kiss to move down, nipping at the skin on Oscar's neck.
"Fuck- Lando.." he groaned in a twinge of pain which shifted to pleassure as Lando littered kisses over each bite mark.
"Im still mad at you." Lando grumbled as he pressed his knee into Oscars growing bulge.
"I said Im sorry." Hushed moans slipped from Oscar's mouth.
"Sorry isnt good enough right now." He grinded his knee harder into Oscar coaxing out Groans and whimpers.
"Please.." Oscar whispered, "Lando fuck..me." The Older driver grinned at these words, the last bit of jealousy melting away. Oscar couldnt quite believe what he just said, he'd make sure to blame it on the alcohol tomorrow but tonight he wanted Lando. Moving Lower, lando stripped off both of their pants and boxers, letting himself take a moment to admire Oscar. His soft, thick, pale thighs. Lando couldnt help notice them everytime Oscar wore shorts, who could? He leant down, kissing across his inner thigh, getting a soft humm in response, which changed to a moan as Lando sucked small hickeys over his little canvas, a beautiful picture.
"Stop with the teasing you ass.." oscar huffed, intertwining his fingers into Landos hair, giving him a soft tug.
"Sorry Osc, I cant help it, your so hot." The brit grinned as he moved back up to peck Oscar on the lips. Reaching into the night stand draw Lando pulled out a bottle of lube.
"Were you waiting for this or something?" Oscar teased at how prepared he seemed.
"Shut your mouth, you want this as much as I do." He was probably right. Lando rubbed the lube Between his fingers, trying to warm it up as Oscar flipped onto his stomach.
"You ready?" He got a nod in response, as Lando slowly slid a finger into him, he thrusted it slowly at first till he noticed Oscar rocking back on his finger trying to speed him up.
"Needy arent you?"
"Fuck off." He mumbled as Lando added a second finger, curling them till Oscar let out a louder moan, he found the prostate. He twirled his fingers brushing against the sensitive area teasingly.
"Lando.." he whined, bucking his hips again. Lando whispered an apology back as he began sissoring him, stretching his hole.
"Im ready." Was all Oscar had to say before Lando lined himself up, gently pressing into Oscar, he arched his back with a breathy moan of Lando's name. He began to thrust once their hips pressed together, not giving Oscar any time to adjust causing him to let out soft whimpers, till the pleasure took over. Oscar arched his back into Lando as he sped up, letting out breathy moans. Leaning forward he nipped at Oscar's shoulder blades, leaving an aray of love bites on his back. Only pushing Oscar closer to the edge.
"Fuck...Lando-" He moaned, letting his head fall onto the pillow, a deep blush covering his face and spreading to his neck. "Lando Im close." The brit reached between Oscar's legs, brushing a thumb over the sensitive tip of Oscar. He began pumping his his hand im rythmn with his thrusts. The Aussie let out a airy moan as he came over Lando's hand, who was still thrusting harshly till he reached his own. Both drivers collapsed onto the bed, Lando wiping his had on the sheets, he'd probably change them later anyway. Pulling Oscar close, Lando layed his head into the crook of his neck, gently kissing over the hickeys again.
"As much as I love this, go grab a towel." Oscar huffed, turning to face Lando who had a frown plastered in his face. The Aussie brushed his lips against Lando's in a soft peck.
"Fine." He groaned out, as he dramatically slumped to the bathroom. He cleaned himself and Oscar, grabbed a pair of boxers for each before laying back in the bed and pulling himself into Oscar's chest. They fell asleep like this, hooked into each others arms for what they wished could be eternity.