Automaticclappinggravallese - AUTOMATIC CLAPPING GRAVALLESE

Heart Eyes Howell AND Loves Eyes Lester?! Oh I can’t do this…

Danny hat by @0298butcher hair by @simandy skin by @northernsiberiawinds necklace by @mathcopesims shirt by @marsmerizing-sims gloves by @evellsims

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Paige hair Nia by @clumsyalienn dress by @serenity-cc earings by @missfortune leggings by @merakisims Thanks to all cc creators! (ﾉ´ヮ`)ﾉ*: ･ﾟ

heyy! can u write a fanfic abt wiping off f1 drivers’ kisses. like what would their reaction be if you wiped ur lips or cheeks after they kissed you? (preferably lando!) thank you!!

K I S S I N G - LN4

listen up : no warnings!! ovi kisses!!! thanks for the request i only have the energy to write for one driver rn!! <33

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Lando’s mouth is on yours, his body pressing against you as you lay slanted on the couch. “Lando, we have to go.” you whisper into the kiss.

He groans and just pulls you closer, his hands dangerously gripping your leg. You actually stop him this time, sitting up, and wiping your mouth with the back of your hand, “We actually have to leave!”

Lando frowns, clocking your movement immediately. He kisses you quickly just to test it. You wipe your lips again.

“Excuse you?” He frowns, tilting his head.

“Hm?” You look up at him.

“You wiped your mouth.”

You try to hold back your smirk, “So?”

“So!? So, am I slobbery?” He scoffs, clearly offended, his curls moving as he looks away from you.

You roll your eyes, starting to stand before he pulls you back down, “Lando!”

He kisses you once more, pulling back to look up at you; as soon as your hand goes to your mouth, he lets out a laugh and kisses you again.

This has you both laughing now, he kisses your lips, then cheeks, your jaw, then neck. He’s peppering kisses all over you as you just squirm and laugh under him.

“Lan!” You scream as he kisses your shoulder.

“This is what you get for wiping away my love for you!” This makes you laugh more.

“Death by kiss.” You sigh and lean back into the cushions, resting a hand over your forehead, “Lovely way to go.”

He shakes his head, “I hate you.”

You grin and place your hand on his chin, kissing him softly, “No you don’t.”

The corner of his lips quirk, “No I don’t.”