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“You pervert,” laughing, Lando lets go of him and pushes his legs apart, slotting between them. “You’re absolutely disgusting.”
Call him a hypocrite or whatever: it’s all worth it for when Oscar’s eyes well with tears, breath shaking as he tries to get himself under control. His knees tighten on Lando’s hips. Can’t even lift his hands from the radiator to hide his face. The metallic clang when he tries is damning.
“I’m not disgusting,” Oscar cries quietly; if Lando weren’t so close, he wouldn’t have heard it.
“Oh, doll,” soothing his knees, Lando squeezes the firm muscle, before sliding his hands to Oscar’s waistband. “You are.” Pops the button open, undoes the zipper. Then, slowly, works the shorts and boxers off and tosses them aside. “You’re filthy.”
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or in which lando's a freak who can't get oscar's... accident out of his head.
Series
- Part 2 of Water In My Blood // Landoscar