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Welcome to the Family pt2 - Lando Norris x piastry/reader

The first thing that struck Mia as she stepped onto the racing team's private jet was the sheer energy that seemed to emanate from everyone around her. They were all dressed casually in team gear, laughing and joking with one another, their excitement palpable. It was a far cry from the stuffy academic setting she was used to, where everyone seemed to move through the day like clockwork, never quite breaking a sweat. As she settled into her seat, she couldn't help but wonder what the next few hours, let alone the next few days, would hold for her.

Over the next few hours, they toured the rest of the facility, including the state-of-the-art wind tunnel and the machine shop where the latest racing technology was brought to life. Everywhere they went, Mia found herself soaking up new information and absorbing the unique culture of the team. She could tell that the teamwork and camaraderie here were unlike anything she had experienced before.

As they made their way back to the main garage, Mia felt a surge of excitement well up inside her. She knew that this was where she belonged, where her skills and passion would be put to good use. She glanced over at Oscar, who was chatting animatedly with one of the mechanics, and felt a sense of pride and gratitude welling up within her. She owed so much to her brother for bringing her into this amazing world.

As they continued to tour the garage, Mia found herself drawn to a particular group of engineers who were huddled around a workbench, poring over a set of blueprints. Intrigued, she approached them and introduced herself. They welcomed her with open arms, eager to share their work and solicit her opinion. For the next few hours, she lost herself in the technical details and design challenges, forgetting all about the outside world. that was until lando came looking for her.

"Hey there, stranger!" he exclaimed, clapping her on the shoulder. "I've been meaning to introduce you to someone." He led her over to a tall, dark-haired man who looked vaguely familiar. "This is Rob , our lead engineer . He's been looking forward to meeting you."

Mia smiled and extended her hand. "It's nice to finally put a face to the name. I've heard so much about you from the others." They exchanged a firm handshake, and she could sense a hint of competitive spirit in Rob's eyes. He was clearly someone who took his work very seriously.

"So, Mia," Rob began, "Lando tells me you're quite the engineer in your own right. I'm curious, what do you think of our current design? Any suggestions for improvements?" His tone was challenging, but not in an unfriendly way. He genuinely seemed interested in hearing her opinion.

Mia took a deep breath, gathering her thoughts. "Well, Rob, I think you've done an amazing job so far. The car looks fast and nimble. But if I had to suggest one area for improvement, it would be in the aerodynamics. I've been looking at your current designs, and I think there's room for some fine-tuning there."

Rob's eyes lit up at her comment. "Care to elaborate?" he asked, clearly intrigued.

Mia felt more than ready to dive in. "Sure," she began, pointing to a specific section of the blueprints. "I've been looking at how the air flows over the rear wing and how it interacts with the bodywork. I think we can make some small changes to the wing's profile and the angle of the fins to create more downforce while reducing drag. It might only shave a few tenths of a second off our lap times, but in such a tight competition, every bit counts."

Rob leaned in closer, his expression a mix of curiosity and skepticism. "Go on," he urged. "I'm listening."

Mia felt a surge of confidence as she continued to explain her ideas. She outlined a series of computational fluid dynamics simulations she had run and the data they had produced. She described in detail how small changes to the wing's angle and the placement of the fins could make a significant difference in the car's aerodynamic performance. As she spoke, she could see the interest growing in Rob's eyes.

When she finished, there was a brief pause before Rob spoke. "That's… quite impressive, Mia. I'm not sure I've ever seen an engineer come in and make such a compelling case for changes so early in their time with us. It's clear that you've put a lot of thought into this." He glanced at Lando, a small smile playing at the corners of his mouth. "I think it's safe to say that you've definitely lived up to the hype."

Mia felt a warmth spread through her chest at the praise. "Thank you," she said, blushing slightly. "I just want to contribute to the team in any way I can. I know how much hard work everyone has put into this, and I want to do my part to help us succeed."

As they continued to discuss her ideas, Mia found herself drawn into a deeper conversation with Rob. They debated the finer points of aerodynamics, sharing technical knowledge and insights with one another. It was a stimulating exchange, and Mia could feel herself growing more and more excited about the prospect of working closely with Rob on the project.

The rest of the day flew by as they pored over the blueprints, making notes and sketching out new designs. Mia could tell that her input had been well-received, and she felt a new sense of camaraderie with the team. As they began to break for the night, Lando approached her again.

"I just wanted to thank you for everything you've done today, Mia," he said, clapping her on the shoulder. "Your insights have been invaluable, and I can't wait to see how they shape the final design of the car."

Mia felt a surge of gratitude well up inside her. "Thank you, Lando. Working with all of you has been an amazing experience so far, and I'm honored to be a part of this team." She smiled at him, their eyes meeting and holding for a moment before he nodded and turned away just as oscar came run into the room, looking for his sister.

As the days passed, Mia found herself immersed in the world of Formula One engineering. She worked tirelessly alongside Rob, making incremental improvements to the design of the car. They discussed strategies, analyzed data, and debated the finer points of aerodynamics late into the night. There was a palpable sense of camaraderie among the team members, and Mia felt truly valued for her contributions.

One afternoon, as they were reviewing the latest simulation results, Rob paused and looked at her. "You know, Mia, I've been thinking about what you said earlier about wanting to move up the ranks in the sport. I think you have the potential to be a great engineer, and I'd be honored if you'd consider staying with us." He smiled at her, his eyes serious. "You could even take over for me one day."

Mia felt a mixture of surprise and gratitude well up inside her. She looked at Rob, trying to find the words to express her thanks. "Thank you, Rob," she managed to say, her voice catching in her throat. "That means the world to me. I'll do my best to live up to your expectations and help make this team even more successful."

As the days turned into weeks, Mia threw herself into her work with renewed vigor. She studied tire compounds, suspension designs, and engine tuning until she felt confident enough to offer input on these aspects of the car as well. Her colleagues began to see her as an invaluable resource, someone they could trust to provide insight and expertise on a wide range of technical issues.

The season progressed, and the team's progress was nothing short of remarkable. They consistently finished in the top five, and several times even challenged for the win. The media took notice, and Mia found herself fielding interview requests from major racing publications. She was thrilled to share her knowledge and passion for the sport with a wider audience.

One particularly warm afternoon, the team gathered in the paddock for a post-practice debrief. The car's performance had been impressive, and there was a palpable sense of excitement and anticipation in the air. As they reviewed the data, Mia couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in what they had achieved together.

"I think we're really starting to hit our stride," Lando said, nodding at her. "Your input has been invaluable, Mia. You've become an integral part of this team, and we couldn't have done it without you." The team erupted in applause, and Mia felt a blush creep up her cheeks. She looked around at the faces of her colleagues, feeling a new sense of belonging and purpose. she makes eye contact with her brother Oscar as he is smiling so big for her. She couldn't help but grin back, feeling a surge of pride and affection for him.

As the season progressed, Mia continued to hone her skills and deepen her understanding of the sport. She began to collaborate with other teams, sharing ideas and best practices. Her reputation as an engineer of the highest caliber grew, and she received numerous offers from other top-tier teams. But despite the temptation, she remained loyal to McLaren and the crew that had given her a chance when no one else would.

The next season, Mia was promoted to lead engineer on the team, taking over for Rob, who had decided to move into a management role. It was a daunting task, but she felt more than ready to tackle it. She had learned so much from Rob and the rest of the team, and she was determined to lead them to even greater success.

The new car design was ambitious, pushing the boundaries of what was possible in Formula One. Mia poured her heart and soul into every aspect of its development, from the aerodynamics to the tire management strategy. The rest of the team rallied around her, inspired by her dedication and passion for the sport.

" i hear that ypu are the person we need to ne thanking for the car this year" spoke her brother Oscar as he came walking into her office with Lando trailing him "you've really outdone yourself" he added, beaming with pride. Mia felt her cheeks flush with warmth at their words of praise. "It was a team effort," she insisted, looking between them. "We all put in a lot of hard work, and I'm just glad that it's paying off."

As the season progressed, Mia and her team continued to push the boundaries of what was possible in Formula One. Their new car was a marvel of engineering, and it showed on the track. They dominated the standings, winning race after race and setting records that would likely stand for years to come. The media attention was overwhelming, with reporters clamoring for interviews and engineers eager to pick her brain for insights into their success.

Despite the accolades and the adulation, Mia remained humble and grounded. She credited her team for their hard work and dedication, and she never forgot the lessons she had learned from Rob and the rest of the crew. She was constantly seeking ways to improve, to innovate, and to push the envelope even further.

as Mia was making progress with the car, there was one think that was missing in her life though. and that was sharing all these moments with.

Her brother and her best friend Lando were always there for her, but she missed having someone special by her side. Someone who understood the ups and downs of the sport, the sacrifices she had to make, and the pressure she was under.

One sunny afternoon, as they were sitting in the paddock discussing strategies for the upcoming race, Mia couldn't help but notice the way Lando kept glancing at her. There was a certain softness in his gaze that she hadn't seen before. She found herself blushing, wondering if he felt the same way. But before she could say anything, he changed the subject, and the moment passed.

As the season came to a close, the team celebrated their historic victory with a lavish party at a swanky hotel. Music, laughter, and the clink of glasses filled the air as they toasted to their success. Mia found herself drawn to Lando, feeling a connection that she couldn't quite explain. They danced together beneath the twinkling lights, their bodies moving in sync to the beat of the music.

As the night wore on, the alcohol loosened their inhibitions, and Mia found herself leaning in closer to him, their faces mere inches apart. His breath fanned across her cheek, sending shivers down her spine. She wondered if he felt the same way, if he too was struggling with the desire to cross this invisible line that separated them.

The music switched from upbeat to slow, and before she could even process what was happening, Lando had taken her into his arms, pulling her close. Their bodies swayed together, moving in perfect harmony as they danced. She could feel the warmth of his skin against hers, the beat of his heart matching hers. It was a surreal moment, one that seemed to exist outside of time and space.

As they continued to dance, she found herself lost in his eyes, her heart racing with the fear of what this might mean. What if she felt the same way and had misread the situation? What if she had ruined their friendship by letting her feelings get in the way? But as she looked into his eyes, she saw something there that she had never seen before. A tenderness, a vulnerability that made her heart ache with longing.

The music came to an end, and they remained locked in each other's gaze. Mia's heart felt as if it were about to burst from her chest, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps. She could feel the heat rising to her cheeks, and she knew that her feelings were written all over her face. She searched Lando's eyes for some sign, some indication of how he felt.

"Mia," he breathed, his voice little more than a whisper. "I… I don't know what to say."

Her heart skipped a beat as she felt the warmth of his breath against her skin. She could feel the tension in his body, the way he was fighting to keep his emotions in check. It was then that she knew. He felt it too.

The air between them seemed to crackle with an electric energy as they stood there, locked in this moment. Time seemed to stand still as they took each other in, each searching for some sign, some indication of what was happening. And then, without another word, Lando leaned in closer, his lips brushing against hers. It was a soft, tentative kiss, a question more than anything else. Mia responded instinctively, her arms wrapping around him, her lips parting to allow him deeper access.

The kiss deepened, becoming more urgent as they gave in to their desires. Their tongues danced together, a tangle of emotions and passion. Mia felt herself being swept away by the intensity of it all, the overwhelming sense of rightness that came with finally being with the person she loved. As they moved together off the dance floor, their bodies melding into one, she knew that this was where she belonged.

Lando's hands roamed over her body, tracing lines up her back, over her shoulders, and down her arms. He pulled her closer still, their hips grinding together in perfect rhythm. She could feel the heat of his skin against hers, the hardness of his muscles beneath her fingers. She ran her hands through his hair, gripping it tightly as she arched her back, desperate for more.

As the music continued to play, they moved together, lost in the dance and in each other. They were no longer aware of the other people around them, of the music, or even of the room itself. It was as if they had been transported to another world, a place where there was only the two of them, their bodies and their love.

Lando's lips trailed down Mia's neck, leaving a trail of heated kisses in their wake. She arched her back, letting out a soft moan as his hands found their way beneath her dress, caressing her bare skin. The touch of his fingers sent shivers of pleasure through her, making her heart race even faster.

The music changed again, this time to a slower, more sensual beat. Lando pulled her closer, their bodies moving in perfect unison as they danced. His hips grinding against hers, the hardness of him pressed against her, sending waves of desire coursing through her. She could feel the weight of his gaze on her, the intensity of his focus making her shiver with anticipation.

As they danced, his hands traveled up her back, gently kneading the muscles there before moving lower, cupping her bottom and lifting her closer still. She arched her back, pressing herself against him, their hips meeting in a rhythm that was both fluid and primal. The air around them seemed to crackle with the energy of their connection, as if they were the only two people in the world.

Her eyes met his, and she saw the depth of emotion there: desire, love, and something else she hadn't seen before. A tenderness, a vulnerability that made her heart ache with longing. She felt herself falling deeper into the intensity of the moment, into the feeling of being completely and totally wanted by this man.

The music swirled around them, a lilting waltz that seemed to echo their hearts as they danced. Lando's hand held hers, his thumb caressing her knuckles in a gentle rhythm. She could feel the warmth of his skin, the strength in his grip. He was leading her, guiding her, and she trusted him completely.

As they moved across the dance floor, their bodies swaying together in perfect harmony, she couldn't help but marvel at the way he looked at her. His eyes were filled with a mixture of adoration and desire that made her feel both cherished and desired in a way she never had before. She felt a sense of peace wash over her, a sense of belonging that was both overwhelming and exhilarating.

The music shifted again, the tempo increasing as the band launched into a lively tune. Lando spun her out, their hands still clasped tightly together, before pulling her back into his embrace. She felt his chest pressed against hers, the warmth of his skin, the strength of his muscles. As they danced, she could feel the heat rising in her own cheeks, the butterflies in her stomach that seemed to multiply with each passing moment.

" shall we get out of here?" whispered Lando into Mia's ears as they danced, their bodies swaying to the rhythm of the music. He had never felt this way before, this overwhelming urge to be close to someone, to lose himself in their touch. The way she moved, the way she laughed, the way she looked at him with those big, expressive eyes. He couldn't get enough of her.

She nodded, her cheeks flushed from the dancing and the wine, and they made their way through the crowd. Outside, the night air was cool and crisp, the stars twinkling overhead. They found a quiet spot under a tree, sitting down on a bench together. Lando took her hand in his, lacing their fingers together.

"I remember the first time I saw you with your brother, Oscar," he began, his voice soft and gentle. "There was something about the way you two interacted, the way you looked out for each other. It was…it was beautiful." He swallowed hard, his throat feeling tight. "And then, when you smiled at me…I knew I was in trouble."

Lando leaned in closer, his eyes never leaving hers. "From that moment on, all I could think about was spending time with you, getting to know you. I wanted to be the one to make you laugh, to make you happy. Because you deserve the best, Mia, and I…I want to be the one to give that to you." He paused, searching her expression for some sign of understanding or agreement.

She looked up at him, her eyes shining with tears, and then she leaned forward, pressing her lips against his. The kiss was soft at first, then deeper, more passionate. Lando wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close as they explored each other's mouths. He felt her fingers tangled in his hair, her body pressing against his. He could feel the heat from her skin, the rhythm of her heart.

When they finally broke apart for air, they were both breathless. "I think…I think I felt the same way," she whispered. "I saw the way you looked out for him, the way you cared for him. You had this air of…of confidence about you, that made me want to know more. And then, when we started talking…it was like everything else faded away, and all that mattered was the connection between us."

Lando smiled at her, his heart swelling with happiness. "I'm glad you felt that too." He leaned in closer, nuzzling his face against her neck. "Because I want to be with you, Mia. I want to show you what it's like to be truly loved, truly cherished. I want to share my life with you, to see where this journey takes us."

He pulled back, looking deep into her eyes, searching for any sign of doubt or fear. But all he saw was love and trust reflected back at him. "I know it's early," he said, "and we've only known each other for a short time. But I can't shake the feeling that we were meant to be together. That this is the start of something special."

Mia leaned forward, pressing her forehead against his. "I feel it too," she whispered. "When we're together, it's like…like everything else just disappears, and it's just us. I've never felt this way about anyone before." She paused, taking a shaky breath. "I want to explore this with you, Lando. I want to see where it leads."

They sat there in the quiet darkness, the stars above them twinkling like tiny candles. Lando wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close, feeling the warmth of her body against his. They talked for hours, about their lives, their hopes, their fears. He told her about his time as a smuggler, the dangers he faced, and how it all led him to this moment, sitting here with her. She shared stories of her childhood, her studies, and the people who had shaped her into the woman she was today.

loud clapping was heard behind them.

"Well, well, well," drawled the man who'd just joined them. "Looks like we've got ourselves a little love connection here. do you know how long i have waited for you two to confess your feeling for each other" Oscar cried out happliy . "I knew it, I just knew it."

Lando and Mia looked at each other, a mixture of surprise and happiness on their faces. "It's true," Lando said with a grin. "I don't know what took us so long to admit it."

Mia blushed, her eyes never leaving Lando's. "I felt it too," she said softly. "From the moment I first saw you with Oscar, there was just something about you. Something…special."

They continued to sit together, lost in each other's company, as the night slowly gave way to dawn. The stars faded from the sky, replaced by the first hints of pink and orange streaking across the horizon. Lando reached for Mia's hand, lacing their fingers together, and they watched the sun rise together, their hearts full of hope and love.

As the morning light grew stronger, they decided it was time to return to the rest of the crew. They knew they had some explaining to do, but they were both confident that everyone would be happy for them. As they walked back to the garage , they felt a newfound sense of purpose and belonging. They were no longer just individuals, but a team, a family.

When they finally returned to the others, the reactions were as they expected. Cheers and congratulations rang out, with everyone eager to share in their joy. Zac, who had always been somewhat of a lone wolf himself, seemed genuinely pleased for them. "I always knew you were a good judge of character, Lando," he said, clapping him on the shoulder. "And you've done well for yourself, Mia."

The group gathered around them, offering words of encouragement and well-wishes. Even Alex, who had been skeptical at first, seemed to have warmed up to the idea. He clapped Lando on the back, grinning. "I guess you've got a way with women, old friend. Just make sure you treat her right."

As the morning progressed, they settled back into their usual routines, but with a newfound sense of unity. The tension that had been present between them before seemed to have dissipated, replaced by a sense of camaraderie and purpose. They worked together seamlessly, each member bringing their own unique skills to the table.

Lando and Mia found themselves constantly sneaking glances at each other, their eyes filled with tenderness and affection. Despite the hectic pace of their work, they always managed to find a quiet moment to share a laugh or a gentle touch. The crew seemed to take notice of this new dynamic, and there was a palpable air of approval and encouragement surrounding them.

As the weeks turned into months, they grew even closer, each revealing intimate details about their pasts and their hopes for the future. They shared stories of their childhoods, their families, and the experiences that had shaped them into the people they were today. They talked about their dreams and aspirations, both as individuals and as a couple.

Lando and Mia's relationship deepened, and their bond became an integral part of the crew's dynamic. They worked together seamlessly, each bringing their own unique talents and strengths to the table. They supported each other through the toughest of times, and their love was an inspiration to everyone around them.

As their relationship grew stronger, they began to discuss their future together. They talked about starting a family, raising children who could appreciate the importance of freedom and independence, while also learning the value of hard work and dedication.

Lando and Mia knew that their life as outlaws would never be easy, but they were determined to make it work. They would face challenges and adversity together, but they also knew that they had each other to lean on. They would support each other through thick and thin, and together, they could overcome anything.

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