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"Fuck my face."
Lando looks like he might come on the spot, but shakes his head.
"Oscar, no, I'm serious. You know I'll get carried away."
Oscar licks his lips, taking in the sight of Lando hard and leaking in front of him and thinks that if this is how he loses his career then so be it. It's been good, he's had fun, a championship would have been nice but having the current world champions cock in his mouth is probably the next best thing.
"Yeah, I'm hoping you do actually."
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- Part 5 of Tumblr prompts
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It's common knowledge that werewolf shifters mate for life, and that a male’s bite on a female creates an unbreakable bond, they are extremely pack-oriented creatures. But beyond the blurred pictures or rare footages circling on the internet, as an ongoing global war has pushed human armies to experiment with shifter soldiers for their superior strength, senses, healing, and endurance, the Wardog Program was created. Its main weapon is a serum that makes selected humans smell like a werewolf’s mate, turning this handler officer into both a leash and a living hostage.
Captured werewolves are broken, drugged, collared, and forced into combat. Most of the time, this corrupted bond doesn't work, but the handlers are low-ranking soldiers, not important enough to be missed when the creatures lose control.
Oscar Piastri is selected to be the handler for the subject Norris-4.
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Oscar dyes his hair blond and Lando immediately develops a problem.
The problem, according to Lando, is Oscar’s hair.
Specifically:
1. Oscar touching it.
2. Lando wanting to touch it.
3. Oscar being attached to it.There are worse ways to discover you’re attracted to your teammate.
Lando would beg to differ.
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- Part 12 of Landoscar Anthology
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You're frowning," Oscar remarked, his voice low. He reached a finger to smooth out the frown that had appeared on Alex’s face.
Alex didn't look up from the screen. "I can't understand a single thing on this report. None of it makes sense."
"It's three weeks till another race weekend," Oscar reminded. “You can try and decipher that tomorrow. It won't kill you."
Alex let out a small, huffing laugh and finally glanced down at the man lying before him. Oscar was looking back at him, his warm brown eyes blinking slowly. If you looked close enough, there was a glint there, a tiny spark of mischief that Alex knew all too well. It was the look Oscar got when he was bored and decided that the most logical use of his time was to cause a moderate amount of chaos.
"What are you thinking about, Osc’?" Alex eyed him suspiciously. “I can practically hear the gears turning in your head.”
Oscar didn't answer immediately. He shifted, sliding his head up Alex's thigh until he was propped up on one elbow, staring at Alex's chest. He reached out, his fingers grazing the hem of Alex’s t-shirt.
"Just wondering if you're as sensitive today as you were on Monday," Oscar murmured.
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Oscar Piastri, star of the town’s guild, was assigned by the king to protect his son, Prince Lando Norris after being caught in the palace one day. The two boys clicked instantly and soon, something more bloomed between them after a promise from a drunken night.
Three years passed and Oscar continued his duty as Lando’s protector, preventing danger from ever getting to the prince and without having to sacrifice his life. However, in the fourth year, disaster struck at the annual festival. Oscar managed to contain the situation by himself but in the process harmed himself.
Not wanting to worry Lando, he kept it quiet until he couldn’t. He spiralled down when he was unable to do the thing he was born to do: defend. His perception of self worth crushed, he shut down physically and mentally.
Will Oscar learn just how much he was loved even when he couldn’t be the star everyone knows him to be?