Formula 1 - One Shots [First Book]

Lazy Mornings - {Lewis Hamilton}

A/N: This is for brallontrashh :) Sorry I'm posting it so late on the evening, I came back pretty late from dinner with my family and I don't have any time to write tomorrow and ugh stress, so I'm posting it now, even though it's late :) And I wanted to quickly thank you for your lovely comments on my latest one shot with Max! x

You slightly stirred in your sleep at the feeling of a muscular arm around you, pulling you closer into a solid and warm body. You were in that state of sleep that you just weren't fully awake yet, the sort of 'dozing off' state, your favourite.

It didn't take much before you woke up though, a pair of lips roaming over your bare shoulder and neck. You whimpered softly, stretching your arms above your head. Lewis wrapped his arm tighter around your waist, now under the sheets.

You fluttered your eyelashes at him as you turned around, the mop of chocolate curls adorably messed up on his head. You giggled and ran your fingers through it, claiming his body by wrapping your leg over his hips.

The sheets had fallen off of your legs and now exposed the skin of your hips, only wearing a pair of undies and a sports bra tonight. Lewis's fingers travelled over your sides to your hips, causing you to giggle as it slightly tickled.

"I didn't hurt you, did I?". His dark eyes suddenly worried as he traced the blue and purplish bruised of his fingers on your hips. "No, it's okay". You muttered, your heart skipping a beat at how easily he could be worried out you the morning after.

Lewis had come home pretty frustrated as his first race of the new season didn't go the way he and Mercedes had planned. Of course Sebastian Vettel had the right to win... But he just felt like he didn't do enough. You already said he couldn't blame it all on himself, the loss of grip the car had wasn't his fault.

A quite pissed off Mercedes driver definitely won the race between the sheets, dominating you completely. He was drowning himself in your love to forget all about it and just look forward to the upcoming race.

Lewis smiled and rested his hand on the back of your thigh, his head leaning on his other hand to look at your face. Your eyes were focused on the dark ink on his muscled form, your fingers reaching out to touch them.

He studied your face as you traced the dark lines that were swirling around his bicep and up to his chest. "Are you going with me to Shanghai?". Lewis's low, morning voice asked and you felt his chest slightly rumble beneath your fingers.

"I'll see if I can make it". You smiled, looking up at him now. You couldn't attend the race in Melbourne due to your busy job. He had said so many times that you should just quit your job and let him, but you didn't want that.

You were raised to take good care of yourself and besides, what would you be doing all day if Lewis was training?

"What time is it?". You asked with a yawn, covering your mouth with your hand. "Around eleven, baby girl. I came to wake you up for breakfast". He chuckled. Lewis was partly dressed, a pair of socks and shorts on and that was it.

You were staying in your beach house in LA, the weather here was good anyways. "Oh, okay". You said, not making a move to get out of bed. "You don't want to?". Lewis poked your side once and you squirmed, giggling a bit.

"All that effort I put in making you breakfast". Lewis shook his head, tickling your sides and laughing as you cried out from laughter. You twirled away from his grip and took his hands in yours so he'd stop.

Lewis smiled and picked you up easily, causing you to cling to his body like a koala bear as he brought you to the kitchen. He planted you on a seat and set the plate with a pancake, eggs and bacon in front of you. it smelled great.

"Now, eat". He said with a playful tone.

"Yes... Sir". You added, looking over at him with a sweet smile on your face as you started eating. "I swear, Y/N, if you don't stop that I'm bringing you straight back to bed to...".

You shook your head. "No, you just told me to eat. I can't let this plate, where you put a lot of effort in be". You took a sip of your coffee and looked into his brown eyes, the colour now darkened. You smirked as you knew you won this time.

"I love you baby". You said, giving him a kissy face.

"Yeah, yeah. I love you too". He said, glancing briefly over at you with a small smile on his lips.