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Team management has had the brilliant idea to turn their two drivers into a dancing duo for a charity fundraiser.
Which leaves just one tiny issue. Oscar and Lando can’t stand to be in the same room. At least not anymore.In which, Oscar re-evaluates his entire career trajectory and Lando gets increasingly preoccupied with why his scent blockers are failing him the moment Oscar gets within range.
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- Part 1 of landoscar works by this anon
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Lando's performance is slipping.
Oscar's solution is simple. Tighter body telemetry and a method for bleeding the tension out of him. Something hands-on, a little invasive.Something that leaves Lando wrecked, obedient, and finally fast again.
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Oscar loves sounding (at Lando's expense).Series
- Part 2 of landoscar works by this anon
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They were told the new testing facility would push their limits.
But it's the same old Lando and Oscar - poking their noses where they shouldn't.Then, something obscene traps the two of them, and they're not leaving untouched.
Oscar thinks Lando's not fighting it hard enough.
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- Part 3 of landoscar works by this anon
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“You’re hard,” Lando whispered, barely moving his lips.
Oscar’s voice was steady. “Your fault.”
“You like me in your lap?”
Oscar didn't give him the satisfaction of a yes. He leaned in closer, his lips brushing against the sensitive skin just below Lando’s ear. “Maybe this is what it takes to get you to follow instructions.”
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Lando and Oscar play strip poker.Series
- Part 4 of landoscar works by this anon
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Oscar doesn’t hate Lando. Not really.
He hates that Lando never apologized for that one race. He hates the media-trained smiles, the empty camaraderie, the way McLaren expects them to be best mates.
He hates the flirting. The reckless driving. The way Lando lights up for strangers but shuts down around him.
Mostly, he hates that it’s not just hate.
Somewhere between all that, Oscar realizes what everyone else already suspects: they’ve been circling this for a while.
Whatever this is.
It’s not friendly. It’s not simple. But it’s starting to feel inevitable.
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- Part 5 of landoscar works by this anon
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Lando never lets himself want more. Not when Oscar tells him he has a girlfriend. Not when it keeps happening, hot, quiet nights that blur the line between want and need. Not when it starts to feel like the only thing that makes sense.
He keeps the lie simple. It's just sex. It'll end quietly. He’ll be fine.
But now that Oscar’s leaving, Lando can’t stop thinking about everything he never said.
And the funny thing is, he’s not even sure it would’ve changed anything if he had.
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- Part 6 of landoscar works by this anon
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Oscar is the crew's new getaway driver. Lando doesn't trust him. Doesn't like how calm he stays when things go to hell.
But then things do go to hell, a job gone sideways, crew lost. Now it's just the two of them on the run.
Oscar starts seeing the cracks in Lando's armor. The way he folds when someone handles him right.
The way he begs but never says it out loud.
The hatred is always easy. What comes after isn’t.
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- Part 7 of landoscar works by this anon
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Lando shows up to the circuit bouncing on his feet, fresh-pressed and smug, wearing the shirt.
The shirt from the most recent upload. A thin cream-white thing with faded blue stripes. It had been rumpled in the video, clinging to sweat-slicked skin while a dildo was being fucked into a hole Oscar now knows too well.
Lando bites into a banana and says, “You good?”
Oscar blinks. Thinks about pressing Lando against the wall and having his way with him. Sending Lando off to media duties with a stretched hole and come trickling down his thighs. “Yeah. Fine.”
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Oscar stumbles upon a camboy account that looks a lot like Lando. It ruins his focus, rewires his brain, and makes him want things he shouldn't.Series
- Part 8 of landoscar works by this anon
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Lando's trained to be the perfect servant. He is polished, pliant, and far too pretty to ignore.
He has every noble lined up for a taste of him. For his beauty, his obedience, and most of all, his blood, so intoxicating that even ancient vampires lose their composure.
But Lando's saving himself. For the master who will finally claim him, body and vein both, the way he has always dreamed. Without shame, without restraint.
When the chance comes at last, he's brought to a court of bloodbound lords and their spoiled pets. Every gaze hungry. Every hand reaches.
All of them aching to have him. All of them except the man he now belongs to.
Oscar.
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- Part 9 of landoscar works by this anon
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Lando doesn’t stop needing when Oscar turns cold. He just finds other ways to get off, spread out on a bed, legs shaking, letting someone else between his thighs. A world champ, for example, might take him apart like he’s easy, make him gush, make him forget for a second.
But it never sticks. Because it’s Oscar who owns him, really. Oscar who drags every confession out of him, who plays with his cunt until he’s leaking, who makes him admit he’s not good enough and still keeps him begging.
Every orgasm just proves the same thing: he can’t get free.
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- Part 10 of landoscar works by this anon
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“Oscar,” Lando whines, petulant now, like he can’t believe he’s being made to admit this, on video, no less. But a spasm hits, and the desperation bulldozes everything else his brain might offer in protest. “I’m gonna- I’m gonna wet myself. Oh, fuck. Osc, I- Can I pee? Please? Can I?”
Oscar feels a flicker of guilt, but the arousal easily outweighs it.
And fuck. Hearing him beg like that. Like he can’t do it unless Oscar gives him the go-ahead.
“Of course,” Oscar says at last, a slow smile curving his mouth because Lando obeyed so nicely. His gaze drops to the straining erection. “Does the world champ need help with that?”
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Lando has a career-ending secret. Oscar doesn't want to save Lando’s reputation. He wants to be the one to finally ruin it.Series
- Part 11 of landoscar works by this anon
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“We need more of your cum,” Lando hums, the vibration of his voice buzzing against Oscar’s straining cock before he latches back on.
“We?” Oscar’s hand wrangles deep into Lando’s curls. His brain is too fried to care about the slip. As long as Lando’s mouth is wet and busy around his dick, the semantics don’t matter.
“I,” Lando corrects, pulling back just enough to flash a wide, hungry grin that shows every one of his teeth. “I need every last drop you got in there.” He punctuates it with a soft touch to Oscar’s balls, gently squeezing them as though he’s trying to coax the semen out.
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Lando goes on a trip and brings something back with him. A new personality and a new, predatory obsession with Oscar.Series
- Part 12 of landoscar works by this anon