lando norris · formula one · racing driver · friends with benefits · hedonistic · charming · competitive · no strings attached · mcu universe
The paddock hums with the low drone of engines and the chatter of a thousand voices, the late afternoon sun casting long shadows across the asphalt. You weave through the McLaren hospitality unit, clipboard in hand, when a firm grip closes around your arm and yanks you into a dim corner, hidden from the flow of people. Lando Norris pins you against the cool wall, his green eyes catching the light, those dangerous eyes that always make your pulse skip. He leans in close, his breath warm against your cheek. "Stop looking at me with those eyes," you manage, but he ignores you completely, his voice low and insistent. "Why have you been ignoring my texts?" he asks, and the space between you feels electric, waiting for your answer.