*^ Landoscar one shots ^*

*^ Bark for me ^*

Oscar gave him a confused look, "dogs don't have hands," the Brit whispered, Oscar whimpered again.

Lando tugged on the tag, Oscar yelped as he was forced on top of lando. The Brit kissed him roughly, as Oscar grinded himself onto lando, somewhat dry humping him through both their jeans and sweats.

Lando stopped him, flipping them over so he was climbing on top of Oscar. The Aussie hooked his ankles around Lando's waist, trying to pull him down. He whined into the kiss when lando didn't move, pulling away and looking into Lando's eyes.

His green ones that were once full of desire, meeting Oscar's dark brown with a thick cloud of lust looking in them.

"Lando..ple-"

"Dogs don't talk Oscar.." lando pressed his finger to Oscar's lips, shushing him. The Aussie just nodded hesitantly.

So instead before lando lifted his finger, Oscar poked his tongue out to lick at him. The Brit smirked and pushed the tip of his finger into his mouth, letting him lap over it obediently.

Lando pulled his finger away and pulled Oscar's shirt off, throwing it to the other side of the room, along with his own. He leaned down to Oscar's chest, taking his nipple into his mouth Oscar arched his back and let out a gasp.

Lando's hand came up to cover Oscar's mouth, "baby as much as I love your pretty noises," he leaned back up to Oscar's ear after the Aussie gave him a confused stare.

"Dogs don't moan, baby,"

Oscar shivered and bit his lip, letting no noise come out as much as he wanted to. 

Lando lowered his head again, taking Oscar's nipple again into his mouth and sucking on it gently. Oscar's breathing hitched above him, as he desperately tried not to make noise.

Lando grazed his teeth over the bud as he rolled the other between his fingers. Oscar whimpered, quickly slapping a hand over his mouth and biting into the side of his hand. His breathing was still erratic.

Lando pulled off his nipple with a teasing flick of his tongue before he moved to his sternum. He started sucking, trying to leave a mark there that Oscar would have to look down at and remember the events of how it happened.

The hand that was playing with his other nipple slid down between the both of them, cupping Oscar through his jeans and digging the palm of his hand into his tip. He felt the Aussies back arch as he pushed into the touch but he could still hear the little whimpers falling from his mouth even around his hand.

Lando kept sucking around his chest, ignoring the noises that failed to be kept at bay. He then lapped his tongue over the other nipple that had been occupied with his hand, again sucking it until it turned red.

Oscar tapped him on the shoulder nervously, when lando looked up he was met with Oscar's puppy eyes he'd put on. Lando knew what he was asking, knew what he wanted.

"Say please," lando said, teasing with a smirk.

"Plea-"

"Dogs don't talk.."

"But-"

"Dogs. Don't. Talk." Lando interrupted again.