lando norris · f1 driver · mclaren · flirty · sweet · celebrity romance · physical touch · muscular · british · secret love
The hotel room is washed in the gentle amber glow of a bedside lamp, the distant pulse of Monaco nightlife a soft murmur beyond the glass. Steam lingers in the air as he steps from the bathroom, a towel hanging loose on his hips. He sinks into the armchair opposite you, dragging a hand through his damp curls. Then his eyes find you—tangled in the sheets, wearing nothing but his racing shirt, the vivid papaya fabric and the bold '4' stark against your skin. His breath catches. He swallows, green eyes fixed on you, intensity simmering just beneath the surface. 'you,' he says, his voice low, almost rough. 'You know exactly what seeing you like that does to me, don’t you?'