Landoscar one shots‼️

Ur so touchy (Smut)

The two Mclaren drivers entered the meeting room, Lando's arm wrapped over Oscars shoulder. Everyone was already sat at the long oval table, black leather seats on either side, facing a whiteboard where Zak and andrea stood. Both nodded in greeting before splitting apart, (much to Lando's dislike) and sat down next to their engineers.

The meeting was long and boring like usual as Lando felt his eyes getting heavier each passing minute, he struggled to keep himself upright. The only thing forcing him awake was the sharp pain the coursed through his shin as Oscar kicked him to answer questions, though his answers were short it was enough for everyone to move on without issue. Sleep creeped into Lando's mind as he leant his head into his forearms, his eyes slowly closing.

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Oscar gently placed a hand onto Lando's shoulder as he crouched beside the sleeping driver.
"Lan.." He cooed, his hot breath brushing over Lando's cheek. He stirred slightly, his face scrunching as he tried to bury his head deeper into his arms. "Lando, wake up." He tried again, shaking the brits shoulder.

"No.." Lando huffed furrowing his brows before his eyes fluttered open, "Osc?"
"Yeah mate, come on you gotta get up." With a stretch, Lando lifted himself to his feet, wobbling slightly as he tried to shake the drowsyness from his head. Oscar kept his hand on Lando's shoulder, keeping him steady as he swayed softly.

Oscar couldnt help but stare, Lando's messy hair, half lidded eyes, and the cute way he yawned as he tried to wake himself up. Though it didnt seem to work as he continued to sway, bearly able to keep himself on his feet.
"Lets go to your room." Oscar chuckled as he gently pushed Lando towards the door then down the hall.

Finally they made it to Lando's room, he trailed sloppily behind Oscar, his wrist wrapped in Oscar's much smaller, pale hand. He pushed the door open and lead them both inside, with a yawn he opened his mouth to speak before being interuppted by a pair of large hands around his waist, pulling him flush against Lando.

"Lan-" Lando's arms wrapped around Oscar's waist, his head resting in the crook of Oscar's neck.
"Osc.." The older driver whispers,
"Yeah?" Oscar croaks trying to focus on more than the hot breath and ghosting lips against the back of his neck, he feels a heat swirling in his stomach as he tries his best to keep his breathing regular.

"I love you.." Lando cooes, punctuating his sentence with a kiss to Oscars neck. 'I love yous' werent exactly abornmal in their relationship but something about the soft, slurred words made Oscar's legs go weak. The kiss not making his legs any more stable as the heat in his abdomen grew, blood rushing lower in his body.
Fuck.

"I..I love you too mate." It felt like a confession, like this time, these words held a deeper meaning. Well they did, Oscar couldnt help it, he meant the words, too much for his own good, he thought. "Okay, sleep well." Oscar mumbled as Lando's arms slowly fell away from his body, Oscar turned to face Lando who swiftly looked up and down him, his eyes lingering on the semi visible hard on Oscar was trying desperately to will away. "Bye." He muttered, quickly pushing past Lando and slamming the door shut as Lando opened his mouth.

Oscar finally made if back to the safety and privacy of his own room, the heat of his lower half ached as he leant against the door and pressed his palm into his crotch, biting back a gasp at the friction. He moved the the couch, leaning back as he continued to palm at himself, small noises falling from his lips no matter how hard he tried to bite them back.

A knock on the door startled him, almost falling of the couch as he yelped.
"Busy." His voice was hoarse and cracked as he spoke, his words accompanied by a soft cough.

"Oscar." Fuck. Lando. Oscar groaned as he forced himself from the couch, taking a few steps towards the door without opening it.

"Mate Im bit busy." He sighed, trying to keep his voice steady.

"Oscar please." Lando whined, drawing out the 'ah' in oscar's name. How could anyone deny him what he wanted? Not Oscar alteast.

He swung the door open, taking a few deliberate steps away. Lando quickly stepped in before shutting the door, clicking it locked as he closed the distance between the two. "I might be reading this wrong so feel free to slap me." Lando began as Oscar cocked a brow.

Suddenly Lando lips were on his.
Lando
Was
Kissing
Him???

He gasped into the warmth as Lando pressed further into him. Oscar felt the warmth travel through his spine as he quickly moved a hand into Lando's hair, the other cupping his face. Lando's hands found their way back to his waist again, pressing them against each other, Oscar let out a low moan at the friction. Lando quickly slipped his tongue past Oscar's chapped lips and into his mouth, tasting every part of him. Their breaths became ragged as their tongues danced around eachother other, intertwining their saliva.

The kiss only got deeper with each breath, it was messy and hot, teeth clinking on teeth as they pushed further onto each other. Oscar was first to pull away, Lando whining at the loss of contact before quickly latching onto Oscar's neck as he tipped his head back, inviting.

"Fuck Lando." Oscar sighed as Lando kissed across his jaw and down his neck, licking and sucking but not hard enough to leave any marks, Oscar frowned at that idea, he wanted marks, to never forget this, whatever it was.

he moved lower, lifting Oscar shirt before his lips found soft pink nipples. He licked over them before bitting one and fumbling tge other between his fingers, each noise that left Oscar's mouth only fueled him further.

"Lando-" Oscar rasped, looking down at him with pleading eyes. Quickly the brit dropped to his knees, looking up at Oscar who nodded egarly. Swiftly Lando pulled Oscar's shirts and boxers down, his cock springing free as it throbbed hot and red.

He bit and licked red marks over Oscar's thighs, watching him shiver.
"You fucking tease..please." Oscar whined, lacing a hand into Lando's hair and giving him a gentle tug. Lando grinned before leanimg forward and licking over the slit, precum oozing onto his tongue before he took the head into his mouth.

A shakey moan slipped from Oscars lips as he tried not to thrust forward, his grip tightening in Landos hair as he continued to take more of Oscar into his mouth.

He began bobbing his head as he tried to rut against the floor, chasing any sort of friction to ease the tension in his shorts, Oscar noticed, forcing his foot in between Lando's thighs.

"L-lando Im close." He moaned, his head falling back against the wall as Lando kept his speed, taking Oscar egarly into his mouth. With a moan of Lando's name Oscar felt the knot in his stomach tighten before hot cum spluttered down Lando's throat.

He bobbed a few more times, riding out Oscar's organism before pulling off and swallowing.

"Do you need-" Oscar looked down at Lando, his hair slicked with sweat, eyes half lidded and mouth slightly agape as he panted.

"No, I uh- Im good." Lando hummed, his voice shakey and raw as he spoke.

Oscar pulled him to his feet along with his boxers and shorts, before slamming their lips back together tasting himself on Lando's tongue.

"Im tired." Lando mumbled as he leant into the crook of Oscar's neck, his arms around the Aussies waist.

"Lets go to my hotel." The brit hummed in agreement but didnt move, soaking up the heat from Oscar.