"Lando, I don't think blowjobs behind the bushes count as 'romantic on the green', no?"
"Didn't hear you complaining." Lando's grin turns wicked and Carlos groans, bracing himself. "Guess I just like it spicy, eh?"
"Don't."
"Carlos, will you be my chili pepper?"
Watching Lando laugh himself to tears, smile wide and cheeks aching, Carlos regrets both everything and nothing.
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