Reddy Stripes

LIVID LANDO

3.6k words, Smut, Landoscar

Lando was sat in the car waiting for him to come back when a papaya-orange McLaren Artura pulled up on the other side of the refueling station. He looked up from his phone, watched as the man came out of the car, grabbed the gas nozzle and put in the car’s gas tank opening. Lando watched as the liters of petrol grew and grew with intense focus as the man almost filled the car up to the brim. “He would do this thing where he would pretend to be a car!” Nicole’s voice echoed in Lando’s head as he quickly shook his head. A light blush crept onto his face as he mentally slapped himself. What the hell was that thought? He’s not fucking gay, the fuck? And Oscar too? Lando shook his head again and scrunched his face in honest disgust “Fucking intrusive thoughts.”

PROJECT #2001OP81

TO McLAREN

“You won’t be able to get a peep out of me no matter how hard you try.”

“Said who?”

“Me?”

“What makes you so sure?”

“I know I’m capab— Ah—”

“Hm? Cat got your tongue?”

“Mm, n-not fair!”

“What do you mean?”

“Oscah, I can see you smiling.”