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Lando felt goosebumps prickle over his skin as he slowly began to run his hand up the smooth skin of his leg, his eyes glued to the contact and his lips parted slightly. The dreams that had woken him up so many times now, sweating and hard against his mattress or drivers’ room sofa, mirrored the exact position they were in almost to a T. It was a bit of a mindfuck, really.
But Oscar’s skin was warm and delicate against his own, painfully real, undeniably there.
“‘S pretty,” Oscar mumbled under his breath, seeming almost entranced by what Lando hadn’t thought twice about after he’d left the appointment.
Lando had been called a lot of things in his life. Pretty wasn’t usually one of them. Fit, hot, gorgeous, sure - but something about the way that word melted off Oscar’s tongue had his breath catching in his throat, the firm muscles of his thigh constricting under his fingertips.
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lando gets his legs waxed. oscar is a big fan.
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12 Jun 2026
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“Lando.”
“Mmm.”
“Lando, c’mon.”
“...’S stupid.”
“Fuckin’ hell, let me help you!” Oscar nearly snapped, exhaling sharply.
Lando finally peeked back over at him again, the one eye that was visible looking distinctly glassy. Not crying, but definitely in a… Different headspace than he’d been in a few minutes ago.
“Just- Jesus, okay, fine. Just promise you won’t freak out, or, like, quit McLaren or some shit. It’s not a big deal, like, you don’t have to say yes or anything,” he finally began explaining, immediately sending a pit of worry into Oscar’s stomach.
Why was he bringing up the team? What could possibly make him even start to consider quitting? Oscar's mind raced with every possible explanation of what he could be about to ask him, but he kept his face as neutral as possible in an effort to not freak him out more than he clearly already was.
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Lando starts to spiral after his DNF in Monaco, and asks Oscar for a favour to help clear his head.
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12 Jun 2026
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“...That was fucked,” Oscar murmured once the door had closed in front of them, jamming the button for their floor forcefully with his thumb.
“No shit. At least you finished,” Lando snapped back immediately, not holding back the glare he shot in his direction.
“Oh, fuck off. We both did a shit job, not everything has to be a goddamn competition.”
Lando’s eyes widened, shoving Oscar’s shoulder just hard enough to move him slightly. “I didn’t do a shit job, though! Fuckin’ hell, I did fine, I took the goddamn lead at the start! You made a stupid call in T10, my gearbox fucked itself. Big frickin’ difference there, mate.”
Oscar didn’t reply right away, instead immediately grabbing Lando’s shoulders and pushing him hard against the wall of the elevator. The breath punched out of Lando’s lungs immediately at the impact, but he didn’t try to move away, just staring back at him incredulously while he grabbed onto the fabric at the front of Oscar’s hoodie.
Before either of them could say anything, the lift slowed to a stop, a loud ding indicating that they’d arrived to their floor.
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Lando and Oscar get into an argument after Canada
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09 Jun 2026
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It was a dumb bet they had made. The team had been celebrating Seb's win in the Brazilian GP, and the boy had been drunk on champagne and adrenaline when someone suggested it. Mark remembered how those big blue eyes had been shining with mirth when someone proposed that whoever got the worse results in the German GP would have to wear the others branded underwear for the after-party. The Australian had laughed, and Sebastian had giggled, saying something about how he would never lose his home race and accepted the bet.
And as Mark stood on top of the podium in Nürburg, posing next to his young teammate for the press pictures he leaned over and whispered: "Remember Brazil? I hope you're a man of your word, Seb."
Aka: About two thousand words of shameless smut with a very flimsy set-up.
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06 Jun 2026
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They had a rule. No fucking on race weekends.
Their previous rules don’t exist anymore, by the time they’re halfway through the season.
Now, the rules are whatever Lando wants them to be.
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29 May 2026