Formula 1 | One Shots (1)

Tongue Tied🔥 | Carlos Sainz & Lando Norris

Authors Note:This story was requested by user: ChArles_L3C16 

⚠️ 18+ spicy!!! No plot, all spice. Skip if you don't wanna read.  

*googles how to become my female OC*
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Catalina stood near the screen in the paddock, her arms folded as she watched the final laps of the French Grand Prix unfold. Her heart pounded wildly as the cars flew past, the tension between Carlos and Lando, intense on the track. 

Carlos was pushing hard, defending his position with determination. Lando was relentless, creeping closer with each turn. They were neck and neck, swapping positions with every corner, their rivalry as fierce as their friendship.

Catalina couldn't help but smirk, her thoughts drifting to the bet they'd made the night before over dinner.

"If we both get on the podium tomorrow," Carlos had started, his eyes filled with amusement, "we celebrate. Just the three of us."

"Deal," Lando had chimed in, smirking as he leaned back in his chair. "But don't cry when I beat you."

Now, with the race reaching the end, Catalina felt the intensity of their bet. She shifted her weight from one foot to the other, biting her bottom lip as the final lap came around. The camera feed switched to the straight and there they were...Carlos and Lando side by side, inches apart. She held her breath as they approached the final corner.

"Come on boys," she whispered.

Carlos took the inside line, forcing Lando wide. For a moment, it seemed like Carlos had it, but Lando countered swiftly, cutting back and taking the lead by a fraction as they crossed the checkered flag.

The crowd went wild as the standings flashed on the screen. Lando had taken second, Carlos third. Both of them on the podium. A Carlando 2-3!

The podium ceremony passed in a blur and soon the three of them were back in the paddock, away from the cameras and the noise. Catalina leaned against the doorframe of Lando's drivers room, her heart pounding as Carlos and Lando walked in, their hair still dripping with champagne.

Carlos closed the door behind him, leaning casually against it as he crossed his arms. "Well, we kept our end of the deal, Cat."

Lando flopped onto the couch, his smirk widening. "Now it's your turn, kitten. How are we celebrating?"

Catalina tilted her head, her smirk teasing. "I think I'll let you two figure that out. You earned it, after all. What do you guys want?"

Carlos spoke up, his dark eyes locking with hers. "We want you," he said, turning to look at Lando.

The air in the room shifted. Catalina's smile fell for a second, her lips parting in surprise. She looked between the two of them, unsure if Carlos was joking.

Carlos groaned, stepping forward and placing his hand on Catalina's waist, pulling her towards him. "Enough games, Cat. It's time we settle this."

Catalina looked up at Carlos, her heart racing as she felt the heat of his body against hers. "Settle what, exactly?"

You're playing a dangerous game, Catalina," he whispered. Carlos's eyes darkened as he lowered his voice. "You. Us. Tonight. Together."

Lando's eyes flashed with excitement. "Together? As in all three of us?"

"Oh, she knows exactly what she's doing," Lando said, his eyes locking onto Catalina's. "Doesn't she?"

Catalina's heart raced at the thought. "Is that what you want too, Lando? To share me with Carlos?"