Amaranthine - [L. Norris]

1.8 || Dawn

       It was a rare Monday morning where they could sleep in together. Lando's left arm was bloodless as her head had laid on it the whole night, but he still didn't budge. He didn't want to wake her up yet while she was curled up against his chest, the sheets pulled up to her chin. Lando's fingertips drew soft designs over her cheek, looking at her long lashes and he felt her stir slightly in his arms. Her palm spread over his chest before it moved up to his neck and into his hair. Fiorenza let out a soft giggle when his hand moved under the shirt she was wearing and she squirmed in his arms. "Can you maybe move your head?". Lando asked with a hoarse voice and she lifted her head, giggling again when he sighed in relief as her head rested on his chest now. Fiorenza leaned against him, gladly enjoying his body heat. The shining diamonds in her bracelet he had gifted her attracted her eyes.

She looked at the jewelry around her wrist and he kissed her temple. One of her legs was curled over the duvet and he played with the hem of her shirt. Her hip was slightly bruised as he lifted the material. "Does it hurt?". Lando asks softly and she shook her head. "It's fine". She replied with a smile. Lando's lips quirked upwards too and his fingertips gently traced the prints he had left on her skin. She took his hand in hers to make him stop looking at it and he looked into her eyes next. He brought their entwined hands up to his face and he pressed several kisses to her knuckles, making her smile. Fiorenza slipped out of his arms a bit later and he was visibly confused when she got out of bed and opened the curtains. "Babe...". He grunted, pulling her pillow over his face to block out the light. "Those suitcases aren't going to unpack themselves". She said, they had been incredibly lazy after coming back from Mexico.

The cases and the dirty clothes in them had stood in the corner for a day already and Fiorenza wanted to get it over with. "So?". Lando said and threw the pillow her way, which she dodged effortlessly as he didn't threw it right in anyway. "Aren't you planning on doing something?". "Only you were on the schedule, babe. Ow!". He complained when Fiorenza slammed the pillow on his face, making him laugh afterwards. "I'll go on a run". Lando ruffled his hair and sat up. "I won't be in your way while you're cleaning". He added. "While I'm cleaning YOUR apartment. We spend only two days a week here and look at how much of a mess you make". She crossed her arms over her chest and looked at him in a stern way, yet still a smile curled her lips. "Come here, princess". Lando sat on the edge of the bed while reaching for her. She couldn't resist him with the nickname he gave her and she made her way over.

Lando pulled her onto his lap, holding the back of her thighs while his other hand cupped her neck and he kissed her deeply. Fiorenza leaned her hands on his chest and felt his tongue against her lower lip, his hand creeping near the edge of her panties after he squeezed her bum and she pushed him flat down on the mattress. "You were going on a run?". She asked and he lifted his hand in defeat. "I'll get changed". He gave her a boyish grin and she shook her head, still kissing his cheek. Lando sat back up against the headboard of the bed and spend another couple minutes looking at her as she opened the cases and unfolded the clothing, hers as neat as they were put in and his as messy as they were thrown in. Lando dragged himself out of bed and dug into his closet to find some joggers and a sweater to take a run outside. He had seen Fiorenza getting into the bathroom with two arms full of clothes, so he went that way to tell her he was heading out.

"Fio? I'm about to...". He abruptly stopped speaking as he heard the water of the shower running and she looked over her shoulder of her naked body, the shirt she had worn just landed in the laundry bin. "Head out". Lando finished. "You are such a tease". He added and she giggled before stepping into the cubicle and closing the glass door. "Take some muffins for me on the way back, okay? I love you!". She chirped. "Yeah, I love you too". Lando grumbled in response, but he wasn't actually annoyed. Fiorenza showered while Lando was away and she had all the time in the world to do the laundry and lay some things aside before they'd have to pack for Austin. She had the time to, without being bothered by him, clean the apartment for once as well and she actually enjoyed it. Lando never really bothered her, he was just a person who could easily distract her and they'd end up on the couch to watch Netflix, at the dining table to play a game or lately in bed to have sex. Oops.

Fiorenza just finished putting his clothes back in his closet and hers in her suitcase when he returned. He showed up in the doorway, looking sweaty and slightly out of breath while leaning against the wall. He held up the bag of muffins with a grin and she smiled before approaching him. "You look hot". She mused. "I know". Lando wiggled his eyebrows. "Maybe now is the time to repay me for being such a tease this morning". He hummed as he pulled her close. "Breakfast first". Fiorenza pushed his chest with a smile and snatched the bag out of her hand. He shook his head with a chuckle and followed her into the kitchen as she prepared some tea for the both of them, yet still put a glass of milk on the table for him too. Fiorenza peaked at him when he used his shirt to wipe the sweat off his forehead and she gladly checked out the trained body of her boyfriend. His sweater dangled around his waist and he only wore a tight shirt underneath it. Fiorenza sat down on the opposite of him, swinging her legs over each other.

Lando watched how she opened the paper bag of muffins and took one out, standing up to get to the oven and heat it up a bit. He liked them rather cold, but she enjoyed a warm one. They had breakfast together and he stood up with her to put the dishes in the sink. Fiorenza gasped softly when his arms curled around her waist from behind and his firm chest was pressed against his back. "I washed your jeans and shirts for you". She announced. "Do I sound like your fifty year old house wife already?". She asked and he chuckled in response, his lips brushing over her shoulders and her neck. "You're the best, babe". Lando's hands squeezed her waist softly and she knew he was trying to convince her to get with him in the shower and no matter how strong she'd mentally be to say no, she knew she was going to give in. "Now, do you know what's best for you?". She laughed at the question, but before she could answer it, she was lifted into the air and he swung her over his shoulder.

"Lando, put me down!". She squeaked and spanked his bum with both of her hands while he sped off to the bathroom. Lando laughed too at how she reacted when he poked her sides next and he carefully put her down on the bathroom floor. Their lips mushed together and her fists balled into his shirt before it was lifted over his head, he got rid of his clothing and they stumbled into the shower together.