Private life | Lando Norris

51 - Sun, Sea And Stuff

A tiny bit of smut at TW! Enjoy!

The sun blinds me as I push Lando's hand off my waist to stand up. Yawning, I stretch my arms above my head and groan when I feel the burn. Last night was... something. Talking to Charles and having to help him back to his room where Ginny was waiting. Lando being perfect was harder. When I got back he smiled, put his phone down and asked me if I was alright. 

No anger or being upset that I was gone so long . He just nodded when I explained the situation. 

I brushed my hair and teeth,  making my way back to lie down beside him, the bed creaking slightly. He stirred but didn't wake, his hand reaching out to pull me closer. His chest was warm, a stark contract to the air conditioning humming in the corner. Reaching for my phone, I settled in, enjoying just being in his presence. 

A few minutes later, his fingers spread down my stomach and curled into the skin under my large sleep shirt. Huffing out a breath which tickled my ear, he shuffled into me. I run my free hand over his arm lightly while scrolling through instagram and try not to disturb his sleep. 

"Good morning." I hear him say, his voice heavy with sleep. His arm disappears from my waist as he stands up, throwing the sheets off. 

"Hello, have a good sleep?" I smile as he walks around the massive bed to plant a kiss to my forehead. As he leans back I get a good show of his skin and the muscles rippling across it. His pyjama bottoms sit firmly across his waist line and I try to ignore the v-line leading down. 

"Very good." He leaves to freshen up, his fingers scratching his head, disappearing through the doorway. 

After a bit of banging and water rushing he appears, shuffling his bare feet across the carpeted floor. I move over to his side so he can flop down beside me. 

"Do you know what we're doing today?" He asks. 

"Probably nothing with the state the hosts are in." I mumble out. My eyes come across a picture of me in my green shirt and top walking along with Lando. The caption is ridiculously and causes me to let out a bark of laughter. 

"What?" Lando's head turns  to me and his eyes fill up with curiosity. 

"Read the caption." I hand my phone over to him and watch for his reaction. 

"'Warning, could cause sadness!" He calls out in a preppy voice. "Lando with Jennifer a couple of days ago! After the initial pictures of just Jennifer, we finally get some with the two together. We know that Lando... blah, blah, blah." He rolls his eyes and hands the phone back. 

"Lando is a notorious playboy and often as multiple girls on the go, could this be his new toy or something to stay? Jennifer is -" 

"Ugh, don't read that shit." Lando interrupts. 

 I turn off my phone, throwing it down to the end of the bed. I sit up, crossing my legs and facing him. He props him self up on his hands, his shoulders taking most of his weight. 

"Hi." He grins. 

My hands cup his face as I lean in close.

"Hi." My lips meet his and everything seems right. I pull back and trace the stubble growing quickly on his chin and upper lip. 

"You admiring me?" He says. 

I nod, not trying to deny it. He's gorgeous. 

My fingers trace the moles scattered carefully across his cheeks and follow them as they run down his neck and vanish as they get to his chest. My eyes wander along his collarbone, admiring the muscle keeping him up. My fingers explore the caves left by the skin contracting into his body. I can sense his eyes on me, watching me appreciate and admire.