We're just friends...or are we.? |[ carlando]|

" wet... " - 24

~ Guess who failed their Algebra quiz...

Also there is more smut at the end of the chapter. (Bear with me as it is my first time writing smut stuff.)

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Carlos and Lando's lips moved together in a perfect rhythm, as if they were made for each other. Their kisses deepened with every passing moment, growing more heated, more desperate. Carlos couldn't get enough of Lando, and the younger man matched his intensity.

Without breaking the kiss, Carlos reached down and easily picked Lando up, earning a deep groan from him as he was lifted off the ground. Lando clung to Carlos, his arms wrapped tightly around his neck as he was carried across the room. Carlos set him down gently on his small bed, barely big enough for one person, but in this moment, it didn't matter. They would make it work.

Hovering over Lando, Carlos smiled down at him, his eyes dark with desire before he leaned in again, trailing kisses down Lando's neck. Lando gasped softly at the feeling, his head tilting back as Carlos' lips found the sensitive spots that made him whimper and squirm beneath him.

The room felt hot, their breathing ragged as Carlos moved with purpose, pressing kisses along Lando's throat, his hands gripping Lando's sides. Every kiss, every touch, only made the tension between them grow. Lando's fingers tangled in Carlos' hair, pulling him closer, craving more.

But just as they were lost in each other, a sudden knock came at the door. Carlos froze for a moment, his lips hovering just above Lando's skin, a deep huff of frustration escaping him as he glanced toward the door. Lando quickly brought a hand to his mouth, trying to stifle his heavy breathing as he lay beneath Carlos, his chest rising and falling rapidly. Then they heard Carlos' engineer's voice from the other side of the door.

- "Carlos, team briefing in a couple of minutes. We're going to go over the race and what could've been better, and congratulate you again."

Carlos sighed, his head dropping for a moment as the interruption sank in.

- "Yeah, okay. I'll be there in a minute,"

he called out, his voice a mix of annoyance and resignation. His focus shifted back to Lando, though, and despite the interruption, he couldn't resist leaning down to place one last soft kiss on Lando's neck.

- "We will finish this another time cariño.."

he whispered, his voice playful as he placed a gentle kiss on Lando's forehead before pulling away. Lando remained sprawled on the bed, his chest heaving, still lost in the heat of the moment.

As Carlos stood up, Lando stayed on the bed, panting softly, his face flushed a deep red, a mess of emotion and desire. His body was still buzzing from the intensity of what had just happened, his thoughts a blur as he tried to steady his breathing. Carlos looked down at him with a smirk, clearly pleased with the state he had left Lando in.

- "You should clean up,"

Carlos said, his voice filled with amusement.

- "And maybe cover those... marks,"

he added with a knowing grin, his eyes flicking to the small bruises forming on Lando's neck from where he had been kissing him.

Lando blinked, his face heating up even more as he quickly sat up. He grabbed his phone, opening the camera to check his reflection. Sure enough, there were several noticeable marks on his neck-marks that would definitely raise questions if anyone saw them.

- "Gosh..."

Lando muttered under his breath, his fingers brushing over the marks, his cheeks burning with embarrassment. Carlos chuckled softly as he watched him, clearly enjoying the effect he'd had.