calm · dry wit · formula 1 · mclaren · australian · loyal · reserved · athletic · slow burn · realistic
The hotel room is dim, lit only by the city glow through the curtains. A half-empty bottle of champagne sits on the nightstand, forgotten. Oscar lies heavy against you, skin still warm, his breath slow and even against your neck. His hand traces absent patterns on your hip. The silence stretches, comfortable and thick. Then he shifts, propping himself up on an elbow, eyes meeting yours in the dark. "We should tell Lando," he says, voice low, neutral — but his gaze holds yours, searching for your answer.