Because I'm scared to say the truth - Landoscar

·Chapter 20·

   

   The warmth of the living room enveloped them as Lando settled on the couch, Oscar nestled in his lap. The gentle glow from the fireplace cast soft shadows, bathing the room in a golden light. Oscar clung to Lando, as if afraid he might slip away if he let go. They sat in silence for a moment, the only sound the steady rhythm of their breathing, in sync with one another.

 Lando could feel Oscar's heart beating against his chest, the erratic thud slowly calming as Oscar adjusted to the comfort of being in his arms. "I'm sorry," Oscar whispered, his voice trembling. "I really thought you had called him over... and that you didn't want me anymore."

 "Never," Lando murmured, his hands running soothingly along Oscar's back. "I would never do that to you. I didn't even know Carlos was trying to get involved until it was too late. I promise, Oscar, you're the only one I've ever wanted."

 Oscar's eyes met Lando's, a flicker of doubt still lingering there, but it was fading, replaced by a warmth that grew with every moment. "I just... I tried to push her away, Lando," Oscar confessed. "I thought of you the entire time. I kept thinking about how much I wanted to be with you, and not her. It felt like... like I was betraying you, but I didn't want to. I couldn't stop thinking about you."

 Lando's heart ached as he took in Oscar's words, the sincerity and pain that laced them. He tightened his arms around him, pulling him closer. "You didn't betray me," Lando said softly. "You were put in an impossible situation. But you fought it, Oscar. You fought for us, even when you were scared and confused. That's what matters."

 Oscar nodded, leaning into the crook of Lando's neck, taking in his scent and the warmth radiating from his body. "I love you," he whispered, his voice barely above a breath, but Lando felt it, felt the truth of those words vibrate against his skin. "I love you so much."

 "I love you too," Lando responded, pressing a gentle kiss against Oscar's temple. "And I'm not going anywhere. Not now, not ever."

   They sat there, holding each other as if the world around them didn't exist. The air was thick with unspoken words, but they didn't need to be said. Their touch, their closeness, conveyed more than words ever could. Lando felt the steady rise and fall of Oscar's chest, his heartbeat gradually slowing, matching his own rhythm. It was as if they were two halves of the same soul, finally finding their way back to each other.

 "Can we... just stay here like this?" Oscar asked, his voice small but steady, filled with hope and longing. "I don't want to think about anything else. Just us."

 "Always," Lando replied, running his fingers through Oscar's hair, feeling the soft strands slip through his fingers. "We can stay here as long as you want."

   Time seemed to stand still as they sat there, wrapped in each other's warmth. The world outside was chaotic and unpredictable, but in that moment, they found peace. They found each other.

 Oscar shifted slightly, pulling back to look at Lando, his gaze intense and searching. "You know... I never thought I'd find this," he admitted. "Someone who could look at me and see all the broken pieces, but still want me anyway."

 Lando's hand cupped Oscar's cheek, his thumb brushing away the last remnants of tears. "You're not broken," Lando said, his voice firm yet gentle. "You're the most beautiful person I've ever known, Oscar. And I'm lucky to have you."

   Oscar's breath hitched at Lando's words, and he leaned forward, capturing Lando's lips in a soft, tender kiss. It wasn't hurried or desperate; it was slow, deliberate, as if they were savoring every second, every heartbeat that passed between them. Lando's hands moved to cradle Oscar's face, deepening the kiss, pouring every ounce of love, every unspoken promise, into that moment.

 When they finally pulled away, their foreheads rested against each other, breaths mingling in the small space between them. "You're my everything," Oscar whispered, his voice barely audible, but Lando felt the weight of those words settle deep in his heart.

 "And you're mine," Lando replied, pressing a kiss to the tip of Oscar's nose, making him smile. "Now and always."

   After a while, they decided to move to the bedroom. Lando stood, still holding Oscar's hand, and led him down the hallway, the soft glow of the moonlight guiding their way. They entered the room, and Lando pulled Oscar into another embrace, his arms wrapping around him protectively.

"Are you sure?" Lando asked softly, his eyes searching Oscar's. "We don't have to rush anything. We have all the time in the world."

Oscar nodded, his eyes shining with a mix of love and certainty. "I'm sure," he said. "As long as it's with you, I'm sure."

L   ando pushed Oscar onto the bed, climbing on top of him. He begins to kiss him, Oscar opening his mouth and allowing their tongues to meet. Lando moved down to Oscar's neck, sucking a red spot on him, causing Oscar to moan quietly. He didn't stop there, making more signs on him, wanting everyone to know who Oscar belonged to.

Lando lowered himself onto Oscar's stomach, licking his fragile skin. The Aussie lifts his hips, allowing Lando to remove his boxers.

   Lando mounts Oscar's cock, slowly sucking the crown until he takes him full. Lando's nose star touching Oscar's pubic bone, the Aussie putting a hand in the Brit's hair. It doesn't take long for Oscar to get into Lando's mouth, painting him white.

   Oscar was breathing hard with his mouth open and his body shaking a little. Lando stood up and kissed him, making the Aussie gag. Oscar licks Lando's tongue trying to feel every taste he has.

Lando's rises to his knees and removes his own clothes. "Turn around!" That's all he says and Oscar listens right away. He raised his ass, trying to touch Lando and it caused some friction. "You're so desperate Osc...so desperate to have me inside you" Lando, below, kissing Oscar's hole. "Can you come twice? I'm sure you can." Lando said as he lubed his fingers.

   Before Oscar could answer the question, Lando slid a finger into him, hitting right in the prostate. Oscar let out a loud moan. The Brit added another, getting him ready and abusing that spot.

"Ah... Lando... ahh..." Lando trailed off, giving Oscar a chance to speak. "If you don't do it quickly, I'll have to come three times"

   With that, Lando pulled his fingers out, plunging his cock inside the Aussie. He stood there for a few seconds until Oscar told him he could move. He was looking to get in and out slowly without hurting Oscar. He took a step, hitting Oscar's prostate again and abusing it.

Oscar's body arching as he felt close to the edge. "Lando... ahh..." he gasped, unable to form words. "...I will come..."

Lando didn't stop, which only motivated him to go harder. "Come after me Osc," he said with a groan. Oscar came calling Lando's name.

As they finally lay together, wrapped in the warmth of each other's arms, Oscar rested his head against Lando's chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart. "Thank you," he whispered, his fingers tracing lazy patterns over Lando's skin. "Because you didn't give up on me."

Lando held Oscar tightly, pressing a kiss to the top of his head. "I will never give up on you," he promised, his voice full of unwavering conviction. "You're worth fighting for, Oscar. Always."