while you drive it real far… ————————————————————————————— lando’s mclaren 765LT was his most prized possession. he treated that car like it was his child or something. you would always ask if you could drive it but his response was always no. you understood why. the sports car was expensive as hell.

you and lando were getting ready for a night out when you asked once again, “can i drive please?” he glanced at you and chuckled to himself as he put his watch on, “i think you know what im gonna say.” you sighed and did the final touches for your makeup, “please? it’s a 10 minute drive to the place.” you pleaded. lando grabbed the keys and walked over to you, draping an arm around your waist. you went weak in the knees at his action. he looked at you intently and gave in, “fine, just this once.”

you were now driving his sports car with the windows down. the wind was blowing through your hair. the roads were lit by some pretty blue streetlights that really set the mood. lando turned up the radio, playing your guys’ favorite song. he looked at you with his hazel eyes, admiring your beauty while driving his car. he couldn’t help but smile, “take it for a ride, babe”