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  1. Public Bookmark 65

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    "I’m basically telling someone that there’s a high chance my brain is going to distract me enough that they no longer turn me on. They’re not going to stick around after that, are they?”

    With a single shoulder shrug, and a head tilt, Oscar was taking another sip of his tea. “Maybe. Or maybe they could take it as a challenge.”

    Eyebrow raised, Lando also slowly placed his cup down. “A challenge? I don’t want to be someone’s project,” he muttered, crossing his arms over his chest and twisting to face Oscar more.

    “I don’t mean like that,” Oscar assured gently, that soft smile back on his face. “I mean, don’t you think, if it were the other way round... if someone told you they were really struggling, that they were getting sensory overload to the point where they couldn’t focus on their pleasure, wouldn’t you want to make it your mission to find a way to help? Make it good for them? Help them block everything else out and keep their attention so solely focused on you and how good you were making them feel that nothing else could distract them?”

     

     

    Lando is really struggling with his sensory overload. Maybe Oscar is the only one that truly understands, and will truly offer help.

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    23 Jul 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 70

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    "Fuck," Oscar swears lowly, hands coming up to tangle in Lando's hair, to grab at his curls. "Lando."

    Lando licks a long stripe over his collarbone, and Oscar's hands tighten as he pants out, "I, uh—don't want you to feel like you have to do this just 'cause you, like, feel sorry for me."

    Lando leans back to gape at him. “Oscar, shut up."

    Look at me,” He says, gesturing vaguely at himself with a frustrated little laugh. “Do you actually think I’m doing this because I feel sorry for you?”

    Oscar blinks up at him. Stupid, stupid Oscar Piastri. Does he need Lando to spell it out for him? To prove his point, he grinds down into Oscar's lap and watches greedily as his mouth falls open. “Shit—I really… I really fucking want this.”

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    Or, sleeping with a teammate to figure out your sexuality is a great idea.

    Until it isn't.

    Lando Norris learns this the hard way.

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    21 Jul 2026

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    Shane Hollander and Ilya Rozanov started their night thinking they'd get to know each other. Little did they know murder would be what connects them in a superstitious ritual of killing homophobes and fucking each other senseless.

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    Shane Hollander and Ilya Rozanov meet before their first game against each other as official MLH players. After a flirty dinner and an even flirtier walk back to Ilya's hotel, Shane overhears violence that he can't ignore. Shane and Ilya spend the rest of the night facing the consequences of their actions....😏

    More context to come in chapter two!

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    20 Jul 2026

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    Lando needs to move to Monaco for his new job at Quadrant, except finding a place is an absolute nightmare. Max comes up with a solution and introduces him to their brand ambassador, who happens to be an F1 driver.

    or Lando and Oscar become roommates and something more, thinking they got it all figured out until they don’t

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    13 Jul 2026

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    He’s tall, is the first thought that flashes through Lando’s brain when he lays eyes on Oscar Piastri. It shouldn’t be a surprise, most men are taller than Lando, but all the same he finds his eyes catching on the width of Oscar’s shoulders, the couple inches that separate them.

    He’s also, as a first impression, very eh. Not in like a bad way, just neutral.

    “So you’re my new Aussie?” are the words that come out of his mouth.

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    05 Jul 2026