Amaranthine - [L. Norris]

0.6 || Relax

      Monza had been an opportunity for Lando to get some points after disastrous Spa, however he felt like he threw that chance away. He was a bit annoyed with himself and the most of the travel time was spend in silence. Fiorenza decided to not mind it. She had put her headphones on and pulled a book out of her bag, gladly leaning against the window while flicking page after page. Lando had looked at her, the calm image of her reading her book had a calming effect on him as well. He wasn't a person to read books ever. He much rather played a game on his phone while flying back home, or watching a movie or catching some sleep. Lando was fascinated by the sight of her reading for two hours straight on the way back to London. She looked so cozy, so concentrated on the words on the paper in front of her. She bit her nails every now and then, her eyebrows furrowing in confusion or a small smile tugging on her lips.

Fiorenza looked up when the pilot announced they were about to descend to London Heathrow and she closed the book to put it in her bag again. Lando watched how she stretched her arms above her head and then reached for her seatbelt to connect it again. Fiorenza caught his stare and she smiled at him, which caused his lips to automatically curl upwards as well. Lando's fingers trailed over her wrist before they slipped over her palm and between hers. They didn't say anything and Fiorenza turned her head to look out of the window again. The plane lowered its altitude and they cut through the clouds. Lando and Fiorenza had to wait till it landed and stopped at their gate. His car was parked in the parking lot under the airport, the staff had guarded it for the couple days they had spend away. It was dark already, quite late too. Fiorenza thought of mentioning that she'd like to stop somewhere like Burger King or McDonalds on the way back, but she simply wanted to go home.

She wanted to curl up in bed with him and let the night pass by. Lando thought of it the same way, he wasn't even hungry. They reached the parking lot and he took her suitcase from her to put it in his car. They had taken the Mini as he'd be able to take the suitcases that way. The McLaren team had said their goodbyes to the hospitality crew who traveled with them to each European race. Now the European season was over, the whole hospitality wasn't traveling along with them to the rest of the races. He was glad Fiorenza was part of the Paddock Club team and would be there till the last race of the season. Lando drove them back to her apartment, since it was closer to the centre of London than his would be. And he was tired enough, not in the mood to drive the distance back to Surrey. Lando yawned when he parked his car on the parking area of her apartment complex. They got out of the car and Fiorenza took her suitcase with her, going in front of him to unlock her door.

"Ah yes". Lando sighed, kicking his shoes off in the hallway and she smiled as she put her coat on the rack. "I'm going to shower". She announced and she took her trolley to take it upstairs. "Now?". Lando asked, looking at his watch that displayed that it was almost midnight. "I don't want to get in bed smelling like this". She laughed and he chuckled, watching her move upstairs. Lando took his phone from his pocket, letting himself fall on the sofa in her living room. He scrolled through his social media apps, hearing the water running upstairs in the meantime. Lando gnawed at his bottom lip and eventually stood up, leaving his phone on the sofa. He moved upstairs as well, pushing the door of her room open and he stripped himself from his clothing. The shower was still running when Lando got into the bathroom, hearing her angelic voice singing softly. The warm steam of the water brushed into his face as he opened the shower cubicle, his hands falling onto her waist when her back was turned to him. Fiorenza softly gasped, however she relaxed when she realized it was Lando.

A warm feeling filled her chest when his arms curled around her, pulling her into his firm body. Lando's fingers gently pushed her wet hair aside, his lips dipping down to the curve of her neck and leaving soft kisses on her skin. Fiorenza tilted her head back to let it rest against his shoulder, closing her eyes in the mean time. Lando's fingers danced over her wet skin, over her waist, her ribs and they hesitated to move up higher, but her palms covered his hands and moved them over her cleavage. A soft hum fell over her lower lip as his hands cupped her breasts, the rough skin of his fingertips circling around her nipples. His muscled body was pressed up against her back and her breathing became more heavy with each drag of his fingertips over her sensitive skin. Lando felt himself bucking his hips slowly back at her, his erection growing against her lower back. Fiorenza turned around in his embrace, her hands slipping up his chest and resting eventually on his neck to pull him down to kiss her.