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[norris-lando]

false god

Lando Norris x reader

summary: in which after every fight comes the makeup sex

inspired by the song False God by Taylor Swift

warnings: smut, mentions of fighting

author's note: this is pretty much just smut without a real a plot. I hope you enjoy reading, and please let me know your thoughts :)

word count: 1.5k

we were crazy to think, crazy to think this could work, remember how I said I'd die for you?

You and Lando were never afraid to say what was on your mind and it often lead to quite loud fights. Screaming at each other, slamming doors, dishes flying around and breaking. It wasn't something you were proud of.

However, no matter how much you fought, you loved each other unconditionally. It was hell when you fought but heaven when you we'rent fighting. And though all the fighting was taking a toll on your relationship, there was always a positive side to it.

The makeup sex was out of this world. With angry words turning to screams of pleasure.

Maybe you were crazy. Thinking it would be okay to fight every other day but you didn't care. Sometimes all you cared about was the sex.

You couldn't really pinpoint what it was exactly. Maybe it was the way Lando pinned you against the wall. His breath hot against your skin as he whispered in your ear.

I can't talk to you when you're like this, staring out the window like I'm not your favorite town, I'm New York City, I still do it for you, babe

"You know, I really hate when you're like this. I can't stand it," he'd say, referring to your behavior during your fights.

His hands would be all over you, teasing, making you beg for it. He'd always start running circles on your stomach. And then he'd painfully slowly move a few inches closer to your waist, often playing with the fabric of whatever pants you were wearing.

You'd try your best but always failed not to give in to the feelings. At one point or another, you'd always let out a whimper that was filled with need. The need to feel his hands on your clit, the need to feel his dick pulsating inside your dripping pussy.

And always, without a fail, whenever you'd make any sound or movement that would reveal your neediness, Lando would smirk. He'd feel proud seeing how he made you feel. And he would have to give it his all not to give into the feeling too soon. Last thing he wanted was to give you the satisfaction of him buckling under pressure.

"Please, Lando," you'd whimper in the hopes of him giving up.

but we might just get away with it, religions in your lips even if it's a false god, we'd still worship

You'd buckle your hips, you'd tangle your hands in his hair to pull him closer to you. You'd kiss him hard and passionately, not allowing the either of you a moments rest until you were almost out of breath completely.

A groan would escape Lando's throat as he'd pull away from you. Sometimes, you'd let your hands make their way away from his hair and down towards Lando's growing erection.

Quickly, however, Lando would put an end to whatever it would be that you would try. Shaking his head, he'd say, "What do you think you're doing?"

He'd proof to you he was the leader. That he was the one who called the shots.

"We can stop this thing right here and right now," the taunt echoing in your ears. "Unless you can play nice."

There it was again. The smirk. It held so much power over you it was ridiculous.

You hated it but you had no other choice but play by Lando's rules. So, for now you kept your hands to yourself and let Lando do whatever he wanted with your body.

He'd start pulling your pants lower to make way so his hand could slip into your panties. Lando's fingers burning with each touch.

His hand would rest on your clit for what felt like an eternity. He'd keep his eyes locked on yours. Lando loved seeing the pain in your eyes when he didn't immediately give you what you wanted. Sometimes he'd even stop there and leave you hanging with a need only he could fill.

But more often than not, his fingers started to slowly move around. First, just playing with your sensitive clitoris. Pressing down ever so slightly, he'd make circles as the tip of his finger would tease the entrance of your pussy, feeling just how wet you were.

Moans would escape and your back would arch against whatever surface you were on. Your head thrown back, you could feel Lando's lips attack your neck. He loved leaving wet kisses everywhere. He loved having you a whimpering mess under his touch.

He'd continue teasing your pussy with his fingers while his other hand would sometimes rest on your neck. And with each movement you'd make, Lando's grip would tighten. Denying you air, making you feel lightheaded and causing the feeling to be that more intoxicating.

"Tell me what you want," he'd say. His voice raspy and dark.

Yours, however, would be barely above a whisper as you tried to get the words out.

"I want- I want you to fuck me."

Lando hummed proudly. "Good girl," he would praise you before he rammed two fingers inside you.

we might just get away with it, the altar is my hips, even if it's a false god, we'd still worship this love

You could feel how his digits curled up inside you, moving back and forth and bringing you closer and closer to your climax with each movement. At the same time, Lando could feel you get wetter every second. He'd enjoy hearing you whimper and moan under his touch.

"You like that, huh," he'd say as he continued on.

Sometimes he'd make you cum on his fingers, other times he'd stop just before you could ride out your high. But your personal favorite had to be when he used his tongue along side his fingers.

Lando would slow down the movements his hands were making, never stopping completely as he would lower himself so that he was facing your crotch. He'd pull - or rip - your panties off, saying something about how they were always in the way.

You could feel his hot breathe on your pussy as he would take his time first admiring the look in front of him. You'd whimper and beg and moan. You would always try to do something to get his lips to close the gap sooner.

And when he would finally crash his mouth on your clit, you'd let out a loud scream of pleasure. You could feel Lando's voice vibrate against your skin, intensifying the satisfaction.

He'd usually continue working on you with his fingers and mouth long enough for you to cum. After which he'd lick his fingers clean, tasting every last bit of your juices.

You would left a panting mess, every breath getting caught up in your throat.

But it wouldn't matter to Lando. He'd pick you up and lay you down you on the bed or the couch - or even on the kitchen table. Any surface would do during moments like this.

Lando would usually give you a moment to rest but just enough so that you could catch your breath. After that, he'd get right back to work. He'd rip off your clothes, giving you kisses whilst doing so. He would let you pull his shirt off of his back but he'd usually rush to take his pants off himself.

Sometimes, you'd take his dick in your mouth. Gagging as the tip of it would hit the back of your throat, saliva dripping from the corners of your lips. Lando would praise you, tell you you were a good girl and how well you were taking his dick.

He'd let himself fall off your mouth before he could cum. He wanted to be inside you when he did that. To feel your wet walls pulsating around him.

Lando would position himself at your entrance. He'd tease your folds with the head of his dick and usually you'd yet again beg for him to just push it in, to fuck you until it was too painful to walk.

Lando would always be happy to comply. He'd usually start off slow. Barely moving his hips back and forth before he'd grow tired of waiting. He loved hearing you scream his name so he'd usually fasten his pace soon.

It wouldn't take long before the two of you were moaning and panting. Sweat dripping as Lando would hold himself on top of you with his arms pushing into the surface underneath him.

And almost always, you'd reach your high at the same time. You could feel Lando's load shooting inside you, just as he could feel your walls clenching around him. The two of you collapsing next to each other afterwards.

Sometimes in those moments, right after the sex, you couldn't help but wonder what had led you to have such a heated argument yet again. It was like you had wandered off an invisible path. But you were more than thankful that each time you seemed to find a way back. Maybe it was blind faith all along guiding you.

[norris-lando]

it's nice to have a friend

Lando Norris x reader, mentions of Charles Leclerc x reader

warnings: smut, angst, fighting, breakup

author's note: Soooo... This was inspired by so many songs, I'm not going to list them all but the songs are by Taylor Swift, Gracie Abrams and Sabrina Carpenter. It's a longish one with a few twists. I hope you like it! :)

word count: 6.1k

school bell rings, walk me home, sidewalk chalk covered in snow, lost my gloves, you give me one, 'wanna hang out?', yeah sounds like fun

You went through your camera roll and found the perfect pictures, adding them to your post. Under them you wrote, 'Bestest birthday to my partner in crime!!! 🩷 I love you and can't wait to celebrate your special day with you soon xx'. You made sure to tag Lando and pressed post.

The two of you had known each for what felt like forever. Growing up next to each, you spend most of your childhood playing at your house or his parents cabin during your shared family trips.

Throughout the years you knew each other, everything always stayed the same between the two of you. Your relationship never changed or shifted. You stayed friends no matter what and whatever either of you went through in life, you knew you could trust the other with it.

It was always nice to know you had someone standing in your corner.

—

When Lando became more well known in the media, people obviously started to question your relationship. Or more so if you really were just friends. You were known for your online banter, posting pictures of each other and just the kind of all around 'act' you two had. And sure, it could sometimes seem like there was something more going on but it was never the case. Making it easy for the two of you to just brush off those kind of allegations.

But when Lando started seeing someone, a special someone, you couldn't help but feel just a little jealous. Not that you would ever admit it to him, you pushed those feelings away the best you could.

You were just friends after all, right? And nothing could ever come between you.

we were supposed to be just friends, you don't live in my part of town but maybe I'll see you out some weekend, depending on what kind of mood and situation-ship I'm in and what's in my system

It was Lando's birthday party. Everyone was invited.

You walked in to the bar and searched around the room for a familiar face. It was jam-packed but soon enough you spot the birthday boy himself.

Lando was leaning against the bar, waiting for a drink he had just ordered. A smile appeared on his face when he saw you and he waved for you to come over.

For a moment you could swear he was eyeing you in a way he hadn't before. The way someone might when they see someone they like. But you assumed it was nothing as you made your way over to him. He was dating someone else anyway so nothing could happen between the two of you even if you wanted to.

A part of you wondered where his new girlfriend was. You hadn't yet seen her anywhere although you had assumed she would have been all over Lando. Usually that was always the case and sometimes you even felt bad for Lando. The poor guy was trying to exist but his girlfriend was always there, lurking around some corner, not wasting any time to cling herself to Lando's side. However, not wanting your mood to affect your night, you pushed away the thought of his girlfriend.

Lando had taken it upon himself to order you a drink, knowing full well what you wanted. He pushed it towards you, sliding it on the countertop. He still had that stupid big but cute smile on his face. You pulled him in for a tight hug and congratulated him yet again on his birthday.

"Thanks," he mumbled as he held onto your body. You could have stayed like that all night but you pulled away soon enough. The smell of his cologne still lingering in the air around you.

You couldn't help yourself. You had to ask. "Where's your girlfriend?" The music was loud so you had to yell. And the smile on Lando's lips finally seemed to shy away a little.

"She had a work thing she couldn't miss," he said sheepisly as his gaze went around the room. As if looking for a way out of what could easily became a really awkward conversation. "Come on, let's go sit down. The rest of the grid is waiting for you." Lando took your hand and led you through the crowd of people.

In the back of your mind you kept feeling like Lando was rushing to keep the conversation away from his girlfriend and you couldn't help but wonder why it was so. You kept the thought to yourself however as you let Lando guide you to a more secluded section of the bar.

Everyone was so happy to see you. You squeezed yourself in between Lando and Charles on the small couch and set your drink on the table.

Tonight was going to be one special night, you thought to yourself as you looked around and relaxed. If only you'd know exactly how special this night was going to be...

-

You weren't sure how many drinks you had downed by the end of the night but it was enough to get you drunk. And when the night was nearing to its end, the only thing on your mind was fast food and a comfy bed to sleep in.

You had went around the party saying your goodbyes to everyone before you went to find Lando and tell him you were going to head home.

"I'm coming with you," was all he said. Before you could argue back, tell him that he should stay - it was birthday party after all - you found yourself outside waiting for your ride that Lando had arranged.

You slipped into the back of the taxi with Lando trailing in after you. He gave the driver the adress before closing the door and joining you in the backseat.

The ride back felt fast and suddenly you found yourself stumbling up the steps to your door. Lando held you tightly by the waist making sure you wouldn't fall over. A giggle left your lips as his hands were holding onto you, tickling you somehow.

"What's so funny," Lando asked. It was dark inside your apartment but you could make out Lando's features and saw a small smile on his confused looking face.

Another giggle came out. "You," you blurted just as you felt your legs about to give in. Lando caught you just in time, picking you up in his arms, whispering something about taking you straight to bed.

"We'll get that take out tomorrow morning," he told you, referring back to your cab drive where you had told him you wanted fries and a cheeseburger.

You tried to convince him that you weren't that tired yet. That you could handle some food before passing out but he didn't listen to you. Instead, Lando led you straight to bed.

Upstairs, Lando opened the door to your bedroom. He put you down gently on one side before moving the covers and telling you to roll over. You did as you were told and snuggled under the covers.

"Please stay with me," you whispered gently as Lando was about to leave the room to go sleep on your couch.

Your words made Lando froze for a moment, contemplating if it was a good idea. He had never told you but he had had feelings for you for a while but never acted on them, thinking you only saw him as a friend. Hope arose in his chest when he heard your words.

But things were different now. He was in a relationship and couldn't act on his feelings, no matter how much he wanted to.

"Stay," you said again, more pleading this time and Lando couldn't help himself. He climbed into bed with you and turned on his side so that the two of you were facing each other.

A smile was playing on your lips as you looked at Lando. He was smiling too.

You tried to control yourself but you leaned in a little closer, scooting over to him so that your lips were only inches away before you closed the gap and kissed him.

Both of you were taken aback by what just happened. You soon however relaxed into the feeling. Lando's hands moving over your body as the kiss grew more passionate with each passing second.

There was a nagging feeling in Lando's chest. He was going to regret this in the morning but he couldn't help himself. He had wanted you for so long as more than a friend.

It didn't take long before your clothes were falling on the floor. Lando climbed on top of you, holding his body up with his arms. The two of you stared at each other as if you were not sure what to do next, not knowing where this moment was going to lead to.

"Are you sure?" Your voice felt small around the tension in the room, both of you knowing full well what you were referring to.

"I'm sure," Lando whispered back as your lips crashed together. You wrapped your arms around his neck and gently grabbed his hair, pulling, keeping him close to your face. It felt like no matter how close you were together, it still wasn't enough.

Lando pulled away from your kiss. A groan left your lips at the loss of contact. You were almost pouting, thinking this was it. That Lando had changed his mind, come to his senses and realised that what was going to happen wasn't right.

It didn't last long as you soon felt Lando make his way down, leaving wet kisses behind all over your body. He made his way in between your legs and placed a small kiss on your clit. This time it was a moan that escaped your lips. Your hips buckled upwards, showing Lando how eager you were.

There was a vibration, Lando was chuckling. "Let me take my time," he said as his fingers went up and down your wet pussy before pushing first one, then two, inside you. He was curling them as you felt them hit your g-spot. You were soon a moaning mess under his touch.

"Please- Lando, I want-" You couldn't finish your thought as you felt Lando's movements become faster and faster. He shushed you as he hoisted himself back up, his face inches away from yours.

"I want you too, so bad," he told you as you could feel his cock on your entrance. It didn't take long before he pushed it inside you.

Lando was moving his hips back and forth. The two of you moaning and groaning loudly. Everything felt so surreal and so good and you wondered why you hadn't confessed your feelings to Lando before.

It didn't take long for the two of you to finish nearly simultaneously, your orgasms leaving you both breathless. Lando collapsed next to you as you tried to catch your breath.

You turned your head so that you were looking at him. Lando was on his back, a small smile playing on his lips. You scooted closer to him, letting your head rest on his chest. Lando wrapped his arms around you and pulled you even closer. He placed a small kiss on the top of your head and soon the two of you were fast asleep.

friends breakup, friends get married, strangers get born, strangers get buried, trends change, rumors fly through new skies but I'm right where you left me

The morning after Lando's birthday party, you woke up to the sound of birds chirping outside your window as sun peeked through the closed curtains. There was a pounding in your head as memories from last night flooded your mind but you couldn't help but smile.

You rolled around in your bed, turning on your side so that you could face Lando who you'd remembered had fallen asleep in your bed after your shared night together. But to your surprise he wasn't there. The bed was empty apart from you and it suddenly felt cold.

You listened closely for a moment, thinking Lando must have gotten up and went to make you breakfast. Or maybe he, too, had a pounding headache and a horrible hangover and he had gone to rummage around your cabinets in the search of a cure.

Taking your phone from the bedside table and going over Instagram and other social media, you got up from the bed and made your way around the house. Lando was nowhere to be seen and you got a sort of nagging feeling. Or maybe it was more of sickness in the pit of your stomach. You weren't sure if it was the hangover or the guilt from your last night actions but you knew you had to rush to the bathroom before you threw up all over the floor.

-

Days passed and you hadn't heard from Lando. Each day, you tried to call him, leaving him multiple voicemails and texts but he didn't answer any of them. You felt angry. Betrayed. Lando knew what he was doing that night. He told you he was sure. He had said to you that this was what he wanted. And now what? Had he changed his mind and now wanted nothing to do with you? It felt unfair to you. Had you really lost your lifelong best friend over a stupid, drunken mistake?

If you had known that this was how it was going to be, you'd never gone to that stupid party. You would have stayed at home alone. At least then you would still have your best friend.

she looks nothing like me so why do you look so happy, now I think I get the cause of it, you were holding out to find the opposite

Instagram had become your worst nightmare. In fact, all of social media had become your worst nightmare. You had tried your best to stay away from it all but somehow you always found yourself on Lando's pages, trying to make out what he was doing and who he was with whenever he posted something.

And then one night just as you were about to put your phone away and stop your stalking you saw something you wished you could unsee.

A picture of Lando and his girlfriend was staring right at you. You couldn't look away so you stared at the picture for a godawful time, embarrassed at your own behaviour. Lando had taken his girlfriend to Paris and now you could see for yourself just how happy the two of them looked together, posing under the Eiffel Tower.

Thoughts were racing around your mind but one struck out more than the others. She doesn't look anything like me so why is he looking so happy? In fact, she looked exactly like all those girls you had spent the better half of your teenage years making fun of with Lando.

The feeling of betrayal came rushing back. Why did he get to be all happy and in love? He was the one who cheated. Why were you the one who was suffering from the consequences? It wasn't fair.

you say 'I don't understand' and I say I know you don't, we thought a cure would come through in time now I fear it won't

It had been a few weeks since you had last seen or spoken to Lando. To be fair, you had been busy with your own work and hadn't really even managed to make time for anything else. Still, knowing the possibility of running into him during the Silverstone GP was enough to make you feel sick.

Your absence at the races hadn't gone unnoticed by the rest of grid. They had all already gotten used to your presence at almost every GP and now that you weren't there, it felt like something was missing.

So, one night as you had been at home, making yourself dinner after a long day at work, you were surprised to see Charles text you. He had started to worry about your absence and wanted to know if everything was alright and if you were going to make an appearance at the British race during the weekend.

Maybe Lando hasn't told anyone about your shared night together, you thought, maybe he regrets what happened.

The two of you ended up calling, finding it easier to speak over the phone rather than text, racking up an impressive few hour long phone call. Which, much to your dismay, had ended with you promising to go to Silverstone the following weekend. Charles, however in hopes of making the appearance easier for you, had promised that you could stay at the Ferrari Garage the whole time. Making it less likely for you to see or run into Lando, or his girlfriend for that matter.

And though the idea of going to Silverstone wasn't all that high on your list of things to look forward to, you still felt glad after talking to Charles. It felt good to know that there was someone willing to listen to you talk about your feelings regarding Lando. Charles seemed to understand and you were thankful for that.

You hated to admit it but it had started to feel like Lando wasn't really understanding where you were coming from. The ball had started rolling when you ended up sleeping together and it felt like Lando left you all alone in that situation.

There used to nothing that could come between the two of you. Now? Now it felt so tiring to try to make things right. Your feelings regarding everything were nothing but an imposition to Lando.

You had done all that you could. You tried to make amends, to talk to him about what had happened. But he wasn't fighting on the same side with you anymore - he was behind the enemy lines. And he was losing you.

and part of me wants to walk away 'till you really listen, i'd hate to look at your face and know that we're feeling different, 'cause part of me wants you back but i know it won't work like that, huh?

It was a sunny day in Silverstone. You were walking around the paddock, making your way to the Ferrari garage where Charles was probably already waiting for you.

"Hey," a familiar voice said behind you. You froze in your tracks for a moment before turning around to see Lando. You didn't know what to say or how to react so you just stood there, dumbfouned.

"It's been a while, huh?" Lando tried his best to mask the guilt he was feeling with a small chuckle but wasn't sure he managed. He took a step closer to you as you took a step back at the same time. "Look, y/n, I'm really sorry-"

You cut him off before he could say anything more. "Don't apologize, Lando, please. It's been hard enough as it was. There is no need to make matters worse."

To be honest, you were surprised by your own words but they were all true. It had been hard knowing Lando was out there somewhere living his life without you. These last few weeks had felt like you were stuck, unable to move on. Maybe that's what it's like losing your bestfriend, you had thought.

"Make matters worse- Y/n, what are you on about?" Lando's words cut through like a knife, making it seem like this was all your fault. "I wanted to apologize for ignoring you but it seems like it's not me who should be apologizing right now."

Anger was boiling inside of you. You couldn't believe Lando's arrogance. And though, you didn't want to cause a scene, you couldn't just stand there in silence.

"I'm not sure what dreamland you're living in but if I remember correctly we both agreed to do what we did the night of your birthday party. So, you can't put the blame all on me." Silence. You thought about your words - the ones you had just said and the ones you were about to say. "I knew it was a mistake but I didn't wanna believe you would think that, too, cause I love you and I thought that maybe you'd feel the same way."

Lando looked unsure. Like he didn't exactly know what you meant. Of course he loved you too, you were his best friend and had been since the two of you were kids. That hadn't changed during recent time apart and Lando was certain it would never change.

But then it clicked and he suddenly understood it all too well. Guilt rushing to him as he realized his mistake. He had, more or less, accidentally led you on.

He never meant to hurt you but that night and morning after felt like a blur to him. He was afraid and just bolted before you woke up. Why he didn't answer all those times you tried to call and text, he couldn't provide an answer for. He felt bad and once enough time had passed, it was harder and harder to make things right.

"I didn't come here to ruin your day so I'll just get going," you had started to walk away now but still called out to him with your back turned to him, "have a great rest of your life, you dickhead."

Lando stayed still for a moment, processing your words. Did you really mean that? Did you really not want to see him anymore? Have anything do with him? Had he really lost his friend, his best friend, over something so stupid?

If only Lando could go back in time, he'd make things right.

and I fell from the pedestal, right down the rabbit whole, long story short it was the wrong time//pushed from the precipice, clung to the nearest cliff, long story short it was the wrong guy

The summer break had started. And after the mess at Silverstone, you and Charles had grown closer. Though, you had always been friends, now that Lando was out of the picture, Charles and you spent even more time together.

He had taken Lando's place in your life. The two of you going out to dinner, having movie nights and just all around spending time together.

At first it was all platonic. Neither of you really looking for anything more than just friends to share the ups and downs of life with. But something happened and you two started dating. Agreeing to take things slow in order to avoid a catastrophe.

It was strange for a while but it felt nice to have someone you share everything with now that Lando wasn't that person for you anymore. You started to feel happier each day and it was all because of Charles.

The thought of Lando still stung whenever it crossed your mind. It wasn't easy to leave him behind. You had grown so accustomed to him being there for you through thick and thin. And sometimes it felt almost like the ultimate betrayel, replacing him with Charles. But you made your peace with it just as Lando had made his when he chose to walk away that one morning.

so we could call it even, you could call me 'babe' for the weekend, 'tis the damn season, write this down

It felt like a bad dream when Charles told you. A couple of guys from the grid had made plans for a little get-together over the summer. And though usually you'd be excited to spend time with everyone, now you dreaded it.

"We don't have to go," Charles said reassuringly when he saw the look on your face. "Or I can go alone, whatever's fine with you." He was so sweet and kind and considerate, and you felt bad about not wanting to go.

The two of you had managed to keep your relationship sort of private so far but you had talked about the possibility of going more public. With only a few of your closest friends aware of your situation so far, you figured this was a great way to catch everyone up.

So, with slightly gritted teeth, you agreed to go with Charles to the get-together. Nothing bad could happen anyway, right? You were grown ups. You and Lando could handle being in the same room together. Besides, you had both moved on. Maybe this could be a good time to try to reconnect with a certain, and once very dear, old friend.

-

The night went on quite nicely. Everyone was so happy to be there, to see you. Everyone but Lando. The second you got there, you could see something was bothering him. You tried to ignore it, deciding it was for the best. You told yourself he could come talk to you if he wanted to.

You were outside the venue, looking out at the sea, admiring the view. You heard someone walk over and take a stand next to you. You didn't bother to look, you knew who it was.

"I'm happy for you," Lando said sheepishly.

"Are you?" You didn't mean for it sound so accusing and you hoped Lando didn't pick up on it. You didn't want to fight anymore. If anything, you wanted your friend back.

"Look, I'm trying my best here."

"I know. Me too. I'm sorry," you offered with a small smile.

Lando smiled back at you. The two of you exchanged apologizies, going back and forth with who to blame for your fall out. It came to an end when you finally agreed it was probably just as much both of your fault.

You felt happy for the first time in what felt like forever. Though you were happy with Charles, this was different. You felt like maybe you finally had your friend back.

"I broke up with her," Lando said after a moment of silence.

You walked closer to him, hesitating for a while before you pulled him in for a hug. He didn't have to say how he felt, you knew.

"Do you remember when we were like 5 or 6 and you tried to make me feel better after I found out that Brad from school didn't like me back? I was heartbroken."

Memories pulled you back. You came home from school, tears in your eyes as Lando trailed behind you. He was calling your name but you ignored him. So he ran after you, catching you just as you were about to walk inside.

"And I promised that when we grew up, I'd marry you and love you so much that you'd forget about stupid Brad," he said finishing your trip down memory lane. A chuckle escaped his lips as he pulled away from the hug.

"Yeah," you started, "I guess if things had been different..."

Something stopped you from finishing your thought. But Lando knew what you meant without you even saying it. There was a sting in his chest. He had almost lost you and he didn't like the feeling. He didn't want to risk doing something that would end with you walking away from his life completely. Even though deep down he had started to feel like being friends wasn't enough anymore.

Or maybe it never had been.

"There you are," Charles called out to you. "I've been looking everywhere for you."

You took a step back from Lando, startled at the sight of Charles. You had almost forgotten about him.

"Oh, yeah, sorry," you hurried, "I just needed to get some air."

Lando was hovering by your side as Charles' gaze flicked between the two of you. He had a knowing smile on his face. He was happy to see you two getting along. It had pained Charles to hear you talk about Lando. Charles knew how close you were and he hated seeing you and Lando in pain.

It was awkward for a moment. None of you saying or doing anything until Lando broke the silence.

"I should get going," he offered you a small smile and patted Charles on the shoulder as he walked past him, leaving you and Charles alone.

Charles walked over to you and you extended your arms to pull him in for a hug. You buried your face in the crook of his neck and he placed a gentle kiss on the top of your head. The two of you exchanged a few words about the night before you walked back inside.

do you remember, happy together, I do, don't you? // thought you'd hate me but instead you called and said I miss you, I caught it

You had left Monaco to visit your parents back at home in London before you, too, had to get back to work.

You didn't know it but Lando was in London as well. He had a good relationship with your parents, having spent most of his childhood with them almost as much as his own parents. So, one night as you were getting ready for bed, you heard a knock.

"I'll get it," you called out to your parents as you made your way to the front door.

Lando stood there with a smile on his face. "Hi," was all he said as he couldn't help but burst into a laugh as he saw your confused look.

"What- What are you doing here?" You turned to look behind you before you took a step forward, closing the front door quietly. You were happy to see Lando though you certainly weren't expecting him to show up unannounced.

He gave you a shrug, "I heard you were here and I wanted to see you before the break ended."

Lando could see you weren't exactly happy with his explanation but he didn't care. He didn't want to wait any longer. He wanted to tell you how he felt about you. About everything. This was his grand romantic gesture.

-

The two of you ended up sitting on your parent's front porch for hours. Talking about everything that had happened over the summer, the conversation at first being very casual.

"Look, y/n, I-" Lando started but couldn't find the words. He took a deep breath, hoping to find courage with the inhale. "Okay, here goes-

After what happened that one night, I was a mess. I didn't know what was right so I just ignored you. And then I saw you with Charles and you seemed so happy and then we talked and I-

I love you, y/n, and not just a friend. And I know you're with Charles and I don't wanna come between you but I just can't not tell you how I feel. I already messed up once by not telling you so I just can't not say this right now."

Silence filled the air. You kept your eyes fixated on Lando but didn't say anything. You barely dared to breathe, afraid it might cause an explosion.

After what felt like an eternity for Lando, you got up from your spot. A fear crept down Lando's spine. This was it, he thought, now he lost you for good.

"I should head to bed, I have to get up early tomorrow," was all you could say. Thoughts spinning in your head, you were sure you wouldn't be able to get any sleep but you were certain you couldn't sit here any longer.

Lando got up as well and just stood there in silence as he watched you make your way inside.

"Goodnight, Lando."

With that, the door closed right in front of him and he could feel his life shattering into a million little pieces.

and i guess we fell apart in the usual way and the story's got dust on every page but sometimes i wonder how you think about it now and i see your face in every crowd

The sun was setting over the horizon. It was warm and the sky was painted in a beautiful color. It was a perfect ending for a perfect day.

You had your arm wrapped around Charles' as your head rested on his shoulder. The two of you walking down the streets of Monaco after having a nice dinner at a nearby restaurant.

You were happy but there was an unexplainable sense sneaking in slowly. It felt like a fire that was burning you inside out that started after you and Lando saw each during the grid get-together. And it kept getting worse and worse, your secret rendezvous in London not helping.

Charles came to a sudden stop. He had his gaze fixated on you, a look of concern plastered across his face. You thought maybe he had said something but when you asked, he just stood there quietly now holding both of your hands in his.

"Y/n, I've really enjoyed this time we've spent together," Charles started and you knew where this was going.

"I really care about you and like you, don't get me wrong. I wouldn't change a thing that has happened. But I can see how Lando looks at you and how you look at him."

Charles let go of your hands and there was an empty feeling left. You tried to say something but Charles pulled in for a hug.

"I don't wanna stand in between you and Lando, y/n. And I'm not angry or sad. I want what's best for you."

You understood where this was coming from. And surprisingly, you didn't feel sad, either. Your time with Charles had just ran its course. There was no bad blood between the two of you. Surely, you could stay friends after all this.

The two of you pulled away from your hug. Charles had a small smile on his lips that you reciprocated. Everything was okay.

-

The rest of your evening was spent walking around the streets aimlessly. Neither of you wanting to let go of these final moments together as something more than just friends but less than lovers before you ultimately had to.

small talk, he drives, coffee at midnight, the light reflects the chain on your neck, he says look up and your shoulders brush, no proof, one touch but you felt enough // you are in love, true love

The rain was pouring down with force and you were soaking wet. There was a tenseness in you as you stood outside Lando's apartment shivering, wondering if you should knock.

The door in front of you opened suddenly and you stood face to face with Lando. This time, the surprise was evident on his face as a small smile crept on yours.

"Hi," you said carefully, as if inspecting the situation.

It was getting cold in your drenched clothes and you were starting to shiver. Lando noticed that and rushed to pull you inside. He didn't want you to catch a cold, though he still didn't have any idea as to why were standing outside his apartment in the first place.

"Come on," he said, not wanting to push things but instead allowing you to say whatever you wanted on your own terms whenever you were ready. "Let's get you some dry clothes."

You followed Lando through his home, taking in your surroundings as if it was your first time visiting. As if you hadn't once spent almost half of your time here, with or without Lando. It felt strange to be back but it also felt like coming home.

Lando rummaged through his closet. You were fidgeting with your hands, nerves building up with each second.

"Here," Lando threw you pieces of clothing, "try these."

You caught them and stared at the clothes in your hands.

"You can go change in the bathroom if-" Lando started but you cut him off.

"I love you," was all you said before taking a deep breath. "I love you and I don't mean that as just a friend. I've loved you for you so long now and I hope I'm not too late in telling you this."

Silence filled the space. There was a gap between you and Lando but it soon closed as Lando rushed over to you, pulling you in for a kiss. His hands cupped your face and you relaxed into the warm feeling.

"You have no idea how long I've been waiting for you to say that," he said as he pulled away, his hands still on your cheeks.

A wide smile spread on your lips as you looked in to Lando's eyes. It felt like a dream to be standing here, after all this time and all that hardship it took you to get to this point. But you were happy. You both were happy. And in love.

[norris-lando]

you made me feel as though i was enough

Lando Norris x reader

warnings: slight angst

author’s note: This is sooo short, I'm sorry :( I just didn't wanna make it feel like it was dragged on forcefully. Anyway, I hope you enjoy :)

word count: 674

summary: in which Lando had a bad day and reader is trying to comfort him

This was requested by @navia3000 (original request can be found here)

It had been a rough day. It was rough for Lando who was driving and it was rough for you to watch from the sidelines. The sprint hadn't gone to plan and the GP was no better. To be honest, the whole weekend was one big shitshow. For everyone.

The post race interviews were hard to watch. You knew the interviewer's were just doing their jobs but it pained you to see Lando up there, so broken by the questions. You wanted to run up there and pull Lando into your arms and to hold him and never let go.

You were fidgeting, your legs bouncing whenever you sat down. But when that felt too hard, you paced around the room as you waited for Lando. You were sure you were going to burn a hole on the ground with the way you were going. But you didn't care. All you cared about was seeing Lando and hoping there was a way to make him feel better.

After what felt like an eternity, the door to Lando's driver's room opened. Lando stood there, a look of defeat on his face. There droplets of what seemed to sweat dripping down his features. He held his gaze on you for a moment before he let it hang low, falling to the ground.

You hadn't realised it yet but you had come to a sudden halt and now stood still in the middle of the room. The air felt thick and suffocating. You didn't know what to do or what to say.

Lando sighed. He walked in and closed the door after him.

"Oh, baby," you said, rushing over to him. You pulled in for a hug, holding him tightly. Your hands rubbed his back and you could feel Lando push his head deep into the crook of your neck.

Lando tried to say something but his words fell short, muffeled by the your clothes and skin. You could feel his lips moving and you could picture on your mind the sound coming out.

"I know, I know," you whispered. You never let go of him, only tightening your grip with each passing second.

Lando felt like he was suffocating and gently shifted and nudged at you. To show that, even though he appreciated the gesture, he was hoping for you to ease your hold onto him.

You did just that, when you finally realised, what Lando was attempting. And as you pulled away from him, you quickly said 'sorry' to show him it wasn't your intention to smother the poor man.

"It's okay," Lando said in return.

The way his words fell out, made it seem like he could have been referring to your tight gripped hug as well as the day in general. But you knew that this day, this weekend, wasn't 'okay'. None of it was. But that's the way it was. Only thing you could do now was be there for Lando. To support him. To show him that no matter what, he was always your number one.

You felt so bad for Lando. You hated seeing him like this - like everything was falling apart. You sighed and offered a small smile to him.

"You know I love you, right? No matter what. I will always love you so much," you told him. You held Lando's hands in yours, your thumbs going in circles against his skin.

Lando hummed and smiled back at you, "I love you, too, babe."

Suddenly a light bulb went on in your head.

"How about," you started with an excited sound in your voice, "once all this is done, we go do whatever you want?"

"We can go get ice cream and just stay in bed all day long," you trailed off when you saw a bright smile appear on Lando's face.

He pulled you in for a hug, a laugh escaping his lips. Lando gave you a small peck on your cheek before he whispered in your ear, "you always make me feel as though I'm enough."

[norris-lando]

can't you tell that i want you?

Lando Norris x reader

warnings: slight smut

author’s note: I'm sorry this took so long to write :( I know it's really short but I hope you guys enjoy reading this either way!

word count: 1.2k

based on this request!

Lando was "busy" but you couldn't help yourself.

All day long, you had been thinking nothing but Lando and how good he could make you feel. The way his tongue found just the right place each time. The way his hands roamed around your naked body. The way he teased you so much, playing with your nipples and your pussy.

You could hear him in the other room, talking and laughing, and assumed he was streaming. Based on the conversation you heard, you assumed Charles and George had joined him.

Normally, you didn't really care for it. The whole ordeal was unintresting to you and usually you left Lando alone during times like this. You had your own things and he had his.

But today was different. In fact, the whole week had almost been building up to this. Since Lando had been busy with races for so long, the two of you hadn't really had alone time in a while. And now, it all was just pent up inside you, waiting to burst out.

You tiptoed around the quiet house, listening carefully as Lando laughed in the other room. Your hand was on the door handle and you contemplated whether to go in or not. But the feeling of rush and exhilaration was growing deeper and deeper in the pit of your stomach. No one would have to know, right? If you just walked in and helped Lando relax a bit.

So, after a moment, you opened the door. Lando lifted his gaze from the screen in front of him to show off his smile but quickly put his focus back on the stream. And judging how there was no mention of you, you assumed no one realised you walked in. And how could they? Lando's camera was pointed in a direction that didn't reveal your presence. Which worked perfectly for your plan.

You waited for a while, all the while keeping your gaze on Lando who was too focused on the race in front of him. His gaze never left the screen as he turned the steering wheel.

There was a mischievous grin plastered on your face as you slowly made your way closer and closer to Lando. You got on your knees, careful to hide so that your figure wouldn't be caught on camera.

Lando must have guessed what you were going to do because he shot you a quick look of approval, though it didn't hide the fact that he was concerned someone was going to find out. You didn't care, though, it made it all the more exciting.

Soon enough, you got to work. You pulled down Lando's sweats enough to reveal his black boxers and the bulge that was groing harder and harder by the second. The sight alone made your pussy dripping wet but for now, all you would focus on was Lando.

You palmed his dick through his boxers before your hand slipped under the fabric. Lando was shifting in his seat, trying his best to hide the groans that were about to escape his throat. You shot him an innocent look even though you knew full well what your actions were causing.

"Lando, mate, everything okay," Charles asked after hearing Lando repeatedly clear his throat and cough.

Charles, as well as everyone else, were obviously oblivious to the real reason of Lando's sudden cough fit. Thankfully so, as it gave Lando the chance to play it cool.

Another cough came out before Lando explained, "Yeah, I'm just probably coming down with the flu or something."

Just as he let out the word 'something', you swirled your tongue on the tip of his cock in a way that made Lando almost give in to the feeling. But he did his best to hold back any sounds or movements that might give him away. The last thing he wanted was everyone finding out what was going on.

Your tongue swirled around on the tip of Lando's dick before you began moving it up and down the shaft. Precum was leaking down and you made sure to get a taste.

Humming, you wrapped your mouth around Lando and he was certain his head would fall back involuntarily and he'd let out a loud groan. But still he managed to keep quiet although the feeling of your mouth around his member was so intoxicating.

Lando thought about shutting off his stream but decided against it. It wouldn't be fair to the fans but God, it wasn't fair for him either what you were doing.

Your head was bobbing up and down, saliva dripping down as you gagged when Lando's dick hit the back of your throat. You felt slightly self-conscious and scared that mic might pick up your sounds, causing someone to hear what was going on. But as Lando's hand found a way on the back of your head, twisting your hair, you forgot all about your fears.

It was getting harder and harder for Lando to control himself. To not let anything slip. So far he'd managed to talk, or at least say a few words here and there as a distraction, so that Charles, Alex and George wouldn't realise what was going on.

But something happened. In the midst of you moving your head up and down, sucking on Lando's cock, something pulled you out of your focus.

You lifted your gaze and saw Lando's face. It was bright red and he was clearly embarrassed by something. You could hear the laughter booming through the headphones as Lando's gaze shifted all around the room.

You shot him a questioning look and mouthed, "what's going on?" But when you got your answer, you were equally embarrassed.

George had put two and two together - the way Lando was uncharacteristically quiet, the way he kept coughing and shifting around in his seat like he was uncomfortable. And he had no problem sharing with the rest what he had uncovered - hence the laughter you heard.

"Maybe you wanna go take care of that off stream?" You could hear Alex say just as Lando was putting his headphones on the table.

He quickly spoke in the mic, telling his friends and his fans that he'd be stopping the stream for now. In his mind, he considered coming up with a white lie, to try to save face but thought against it. It was already out there and there was nothing he could do about it.

You climbed up from your spot and a laugh escaped your lips. You couldn't help but find the moment slightly amusing. Lando, however, looked at you with less amusement on his face.

"I'm sorry, baby," you said and walked over to him, pulling him in for a hug, "but you have to admit it was kind of funny."

Lando reciprocated your actions, wrapping his arms around you. He buried his face in the crook of your neck.

"Nooo, it wasn't," he whined, "but you know what would make me feel better?"

There was a playful tone to his voice now as a smirk was playing on his lips when he pulled away to look at you.

"Oh, I don't know," you giggled, "what?" you continued as Lando picked you up and threw you over his shoulder, taking you to your bedroom where he planned on finishing what you had started.

[norris-lando]

hi hi hi!! after today’s gp and yesterday’s sprint, i just need a lando x reader where she comforts him after all he said in the interviews like him saying “nothing just lack of talent” broke my heart and i desperately wanna give him a hug 😭 thanks love 🤍🫶🏻

Thank you for your request! :) I just posted this and I also tagged you in it :)

[norris-lando]

Thanks! Here it is

Lando is at home, doing what he normally does while off work: joining George, Alex and Charles on Twitch to chat and race. You never cared about it because you were always busy doing other things like working longer hours or reading, but today is different. Your libido is at its peak and you want Lando more than ever. He's too invested in winning the race, so you decide to give him head so you can have a little bit of him.  Surprised by your attitude, the poor boy fights for his life so that no one can see the pleasure on his face or hear his moans (they can't see you) but George notices it and you know that George loves chaos, so everyone ends up knowing what is going on. Btw, it's all consensual.

I finally finished this and posted it, and you can find it here :)