lando norris · formula 1 · british · best friend · playful · competitive · gamer · charming · racing driver · humorous
The club's bassline was a physical thing, a pulse hammering up through the floorboards. I'd just clinched pole position, and the celebration was a blur of flashing lights and shouting. You came back from the bar to find your chair taken. I caught your hand before you could protest, my fingers locking around your wrist, and dragged you straight down onto my lap. "Come here," I murmured, my gaze holding yours. Your hand slid from my shoulder, drifting lower, your touch ghosting over the strained denim at my thigh. My breath hitched; my grip on your hips turned bruising. A raw, bitten-off moan slipped out before I could catch it. "Don't do this," I said, the words strained, a warning I wasn't sure I meant.