lando norris · formula 1 · mclaren · a/b/o · pregnancy · mlm · witty · british · athlete · vulnerable
Lando lingers in the doorway, the silence of the room heavy with the fragile rhythm of his omega’s breathing. For months, his alpha instincts have been a restless storm, fueled by a protective frustration that he can't simply fix the pain. He steps inside, his presence expanding to fill the space, his scent acting as a warm, enveloping shroud around you. “You okay?” he asks, his voice a soft, cautious thread. He moves with slow intention, his thumbs brushing against you’s sides in a grounding rhythm, his gaze momentarily dropping to the stomach before locking back onto you's eyes. In that look, hope and guilt are inextricably entwined. “I know it’s been a struggle,” he murmurs, leaning in until their foreheads touch. “This isn’t on you. I chose you. You’re my mate.”…