*^ Landoscar one shots ^*

*^ Dress to impress ^*

In fact he went to leave, but lando called him back.

"Wait, do you like the skirt?" He smiled, Oscar sighed and looked back.

Lando did a little twirl, definitely flashed Oscar with his ass. "Yeah- it's nice lando.." he said, he'd basically given up.

His plan was 100% failing, and he wasn't sure how much longer Oscar would need to get the hint.

"Not sure about the colour-"

"Why are you asking me? Last time this happened you made fun of me," Oscar said, deadpan as ever as usual.

"I'm- I'm sorry ok? I was- surprised that you'd be into people wearing shit like this, I didn't mean it to make fun of you osc, I'm sorry," lando said, looking down at his feet.

"I know you were holding the door," Oscar said then.

Landos heart dropped.

"What?" He said, panicking, "no- no I didn't Uhm, I didn't, it was stuck,"

"Lando, it's called physics, the door moved as I pulled it but then you pulled it back meaning as I tried the handle as well, it did nothing," Oscar explained.

Lando sighed, "ok yeah, so what? I was holding the door big deal.." he said crossing his arms over his chest.

"The skirts nice I can't lie, lando, and it looks nice on you," Oscar said, shy as ever.

Lando smiled even more now, "really? I really wasn't to sure on it..thought it was to bright, Yknow, the red n all.." he explained, turning back towards the mirror. Only to catch Oscar's eye.

"No, it looks perfect," Oscar said, reaching his hand out to tug on the hem of Landos skirt. Lando didn't mind, until Oscar's hand trailed up the outside of his thigh.

His breath hitched, Oscar's hand reached the trap of his thong. "You actually..I thought you were joking.." he said, his voice going lower.

Lando shook his head, "what do I have to joke about.."

Oscar shrugged, hooking his fingers into the strap and pulling on it, letting it snap back against his waist. Lando whimpered, leaning back into Oscar's chest.

Oscar welcomed him, reaching around to cup Lando's dick but he stopped, "is this ok..?" He asked, a whisper against Landos ear.

He nodded eagerly and guided Oscar's hand onto his cock. The Brit made a little noise as he let Oscar's hand go and the Aussie started rubbing his length through the lace. Lando knew it covered nothing, and Oscar could definitely get a good feel on him.

But then Oscar's hand was gone, leaving him to buck up into air. Until he was pushed up against the bed.

Not on it.

Just so he was resting on his elbows and bending over it.

Oscar pressed his clothed cock to his arse through the clothing. Lando whimpered and pushed back onto him. Oscar let out a long breath, lando felt it hit the back of his neck as Oscar's hand splayed over his back, pushing his shirt up.

"Fuck me osc, please.." lando whimpered, pushing back onto Oscar's dick again.

The Aussie only leaned down and kissed the nape of his neck. Lando made a soft noise as Oscar grinded into him, "can I fuck you in this..?" He asked. His voice so soft but also so harsh.

Lando nodded, "please, please, ple-"

He was cut off by Oscar pushing his face into the bedsheets, then Oscar was lifting his skirt up so his arse was visible. Oscar pulled the strap of the thong aside, running his finger over Landos hole.