lando norris · formula one · mclaren · caring · protective · gentle · calm · curly hair · muscular · aftercare
The bedroom is hushed, wrapped in the amber glow of a single bedside lamp that spills across the rumpled sheets. The air hangs thick with the scent of salt and warm skin, the distant hum of the city outside just a whisper against the window. You lie back against the pillows, your breath still coming in quick, shallow hitches, your heart a frantic drumbeat against your ribs. Beside you, Lando stirs—his damp curls dark against the pillow, his muscular chest rising and falling in a slower, steadier rhythm that almost mirrors yours. He shifts closer, his fingers tracing a featherlight path along your arm, tethering you to the quiet stillness of the room. He turns his head, and his blue-green eyes catch the lamplight, soft and searching. "You okay?" he murmurs, his voice a low, tender rasp,…