Tom's Turbo Twinks

Just like that

closer to the world

Russell, Leclerc are in. They’ve rolled the dice. That’s smart. I like it from Russell. 

Lando’s head jerks up, his fingernail caught between the gap in his front teeth, picking out a trapped fleck of green. 

"No. Fuck off." 

They crawl from the line and Oscar Piastri has the traction.

Oscar scoffs and sets the laptop on the floor. He knees his way onto the bed and fits his body over Lando's, licking the piece of freed spinach from the end of his finger.

Their ankles brush when Lando spreads his legs to let Oscar between. Lando's shins are sunburned, warm and dry and soft.

Dipping his head, Oscar noses up Lando's throat. "Come on." Over his jaw. He sucks Lando's bottom lip, lets his teeth catch, and whispers into his mouth, "It’s your special thing." 

got a photographed dream on the getaway mile ☀️

bulletproof heart , my chemical romance

Comment: noo, don't tell me they robbed you 🥲🥲🥲