#thinking f1 thoughts

so i present you this visual

imagine oscar trying to contain his moans but lando stops and asks “am i not doing a good job? let me hear your voice, osc.” with his big puppy eyes

oscar is so tired he doesn’t even question, accepts the comforting of lando on his thighs and just. starts massaging his scalp with his long nails and caressing the baby hairs in his nape, making lando’s eyes flutter with enjoyment and chills rise through his body.

it’s supposed to be a one time thing, a forgettable comfort they gave each other in a time of need, but after a bad race - or not even a bad race, just an exhausting one - they find themselves in the same situation time and time again.

oscar’s hand going through lando’s fluffy pretty curls, feeling he relax at each caress at his skull.

can’t stop thinking about a scenario where lando’s body starts getting softer and chubbier, a bit of a dad bod actually, after finally being free of diets and mandatory daily and he getting insecure about it, thinking it’s just a matter of time until oscar finds someone more prettier, younger, more attractive than him.

obviously, oscar notices that lando starts to behave strangely but he thinks it’s just him missing being on action or having trouble adjusting to a less busy life than he was used to. it’s only when lando starts making excuses for them to not sleep together, despite he clearly be gagging for it, that oscar gets suspicious that what’s been bothering him might be something deeper than boredom.

when oscar finally manages to make lando to tell him the true reason why he’s been distant, after an annoying amount of frustrated tries (because lando can be stubborn as hell when he wants, and his tongue does a mad job as a distraction), that leads to a entire night of body worship and praise.

it’s because oscar is a more reserved person and lando respects that? or this initiative stems from both of them?

Is this their way of trying to protect their relationship from the hungry eyes of the media who constantly try to put them against each other? or it’s just a instinct of trying to hold close what’s dear to them?