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jahayla-parker · 2 years

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Hi! I've seen you want some fluffy requests. I have one if you're interested?

Tom gets the news that he has to shave his head for cherry. He's worried because he knows how much his girlfriend Y/N loves his hair.

When he gets it done, Y/N is shocked but also likes it in a way because she can run her fingers on top of it. They spend the night cuddling.

The next day, Tom goes to the cherry set with Y/N so they can film. They already started filming a couple months ago when Tom hadn’t shaved his head. They film the scene of Emily and cherry reuniting after cherry returns from Iraq. When they're done filming, they're in bed in Tom's trailer and Y/N can't stop stroking the extra bit of hair he had put on.

Can you just add a bunch of fluff scenes as well? Just them cuddling, kissing etc.

Hope you like it! 💕

Buzzing Nerves: Tom Holland x Reader

Summary: Tom is worried his girlfriend y/n won’t react well to him needing to get a buzz cut for his role in Cherry. Y/n makes it a point to reassure him.

Warnings: some minor self doubt, a little suggestive, spoilers for Cherry, cotton candy level fluff that may cause a cavity, one tiny curse word.

Notes/comments: thank you for this request! Sorry it took so long, I wanted to do right by it 🥰

I did change it a teensy tiny bit from your request (namely the time frame between his haircut and the post Iraq scene, explanation is in the story), so I hope that’s okay!

Tom paces back and forth outside a random sidewalk in Ohio, just down the street from the set where he’d been working for the last several months on his new movie Cherry.

He’d excused himself from set and wandered down here in a panic as to not embarrass himself in front of the Russo Brothers with his reaction to their recent decision.

Tom just received news that he’d have to get his hair cut for this film and to say he was nervous would be a major understatement.

His brother Harry was currently hunched over, clenching his hands against stomach, as he continued laughing at Tom.

“Mate, relax. You’ve had to do this before” Baz laughed slowly, finally getting himself together.

Tom nodded and paused his pacing as he considered the validity of Harry’s reminder.

Baz was correct; Tom had been required to change his hair for other projects in the past. And it had gone fine each time.

However, this time felt different as he was going to have his head completely shaved.

Tom knew his girlfriend Y/N loved running his hands through his locks and he was never one to pretend he wasn’t addicted to her doing that.

He kept wondering how was she going to react to him coming home with a shaved head?

Tom also wondered how he was going to manage not feeling her fingers trace through his hair in such a calming way.

This movie had already been a difficult one to get into character for given it’s dark theme.

Whenever he’d come home -which for the time being was a quaint Airbnb Baz, Tom, and y/n rented in Ohio a few miles from the set- he would be greeted with a hug from the brightest light in his life and everything would be forgotten.

Her hands would stroke his scalp as her fingers laced through his hair while she’d smile up at him, one hand around him to maintain her side of the hugging embrace.

No matter what he’d had to do that day or what was on his mind, he’d feel instantly better.

He felt safe and loved in her arms at all times; even before he started filming Cherry and was struggling with his mental health.

However, all of the things he loved about her and their relationship somehow meant even more to him when these changes took place.

It wasn’t that he ever took the things she’d do for him for granted. If he had, he knew he would have scolded himself to the point he’d never be able to make that mistake again.

Yet, when he started doubting himself and who he was outside of the movie, her love felt so much stronger to him.

As he processed these thoughts, he found himself beginning to pace again unintentionally.

“Tom” Baz said, placing his hand on Tom’s shoulder to stop him, “it’s just hair”.

Tom groaned but nodded, “I know Harry… but I… how is she going to react?”.

Harry raised a skeptical eyebrow at Tom, “y/n? Why are you worried about that? I’m ready to die from the disgusting sappy love between you too while crammed into the rental with you both”.

Tom blushed and laughed, his face reddening as he once again considered how loved she made him feel.

“She likes my hair” Tom sighed, biting his lip.

“Eww mate, ‘m didn’t need to know that” Harry groaned, rubbing his face.

“Not like that you arse!” Tom yelled protectively before sighing again.

“Thank God. But seriously either way, she’ll be fine” Harry assured him, trying to direct him back to set.

Tom clamped his hands together in front of him as he reluctantly followed Harry.

“I hope so” Tom sighed.

“She loves you, she will be fine with it even though you’ll look ridiculous” Baz said, turning to smirk jokingly at his older brother.

Tom groaned and glared at the back of Harry’s head as they walked in silence.

When they got back to set, Tom realized his luck was even worse than he thought.

He learned he wasn’t even going to be able to have time to warn y/n prior to it being done.

The Russo brothers wanted it done right away so they could promptly begin the rest of the scenes where he had to have a buzz cut.

This meant he didn’t even get one last experience of his love’s fingers in his hair before he’d have none for her to play with for months.

As if that wasn’t enough, he also learned they’d be filming it taking place to use as part of the movie.

Even if she would be okay with the results, Tom was certain y/n would not like watching the scene where someone was to take a razor to the hair she loved.

Plus, it meant he’d have to ignore all the emotions he was feeling when having it done and focus on playing the role of Cherry and expressing Cherry’s emotions instead.

“There you are. Ready?” Anthony Russo asked as he noticed Tom let out a loud breath as he approached the faux military barbershop portion of the set.

Tom forced a fake smile and nodded tightly as he made his way to his starting position. He allowed himself one more moment of concern before composing himself.

———

“Love…” Tom called out hesitantly as he and Harry entered the Airbnb.

Upon not instantly being tackled in a hug and kisses, Tom began to panic. Her lack of response made him even more concerned.

Turning to face Baz, he asked, “did.. did you already tell her?”.

Baz shook his head no and shrugged as he hung up the keys to their rental car.

“Darling? It’s Tom.. and Baz.. are you home?” Tom asked timidly as he began walking further into their shared home.

Tom’s scrunched features and frown disappeared upon seeing the love of his life dancing by herself as she cleaned her work station.

She had AirPods in and was presumably listening to music on full blast; as always, despite Tom having mentioned his worries for her hearing.

Tom chuckled to himself as he walked over to y/n, her back still to him as she wiped down the desk they’d bought for her to work from while they were in Ohio.

Tom was silent as he wrapped his arms around her from behind, knowing she wouldn’t hear him anyways.

Y/n jumped a little at first but quickly calmed down upon realizing it was her boyfriend.

She squeezed his hands that were resting on her torso before lifting her hands up to her head to remove her AirPods.

“Hey baby” Y/n hummed peacefully as she relished in his embrace.

“Hey sunshine” Tom greeted, his chest simultaneously beating out of his chest in anticipation for when she turned around and also slowing itself down as he took in her presence and love.

Y/n let out a tranquil sigh and smiled as Tom twisted his head to the left in order to kiss her cheek while still standing behind her.

“Missed you” Y/N said, her left hand coming up to run through his hair.

Tom internally flinched as he awaited her response. His recently formed peace lapsing again as he began to panic all over again.

Upon feeling a thin, stubble-like layer of hair instead of Tom’s normal soft and thick hair, Y/N’s hand froze and she stepped forward and out of his arms so she could face him.

Gathering enough composure to attempt to comprehend what she was feeling, she swung her body around until she was facing her boyfriend.

“T? What.. ummm… what the h-… what am I looking at?” Y/n asked, trying to not let her shock become offensive as she took in the sight before her.

Tom bit his lip and rubbed his neck, cringing as he felt the difference himself.

“The Russo Brothers wanted the military part to be… authentic…” he mumbled.

Y/n nodded and let her eyes graze over him as if seeing him for the first time.

“Love… I.. I know, I’m sorry. I promise it’ll grow back though” Tom pleaded, worry creeping in as she remained silent.

“Tom, baby. You don’t need to apologize” Y/n says, her gaze dropping down from his hair to look him in the eyes instead.

“But-.. we didn’t discuss this. And I know you liked my old hair” Tom sighs.

Realizing how much he was beating himself up over something so minor, Y/n giggles softly and wraps herself against his chest.

Tom instantly pulls her closer to him and stares down at her, his nerves pausing momentarily as he notices the loving look she’s giving him.

“I did. I do. Tom.. but, I love you more” she smiles, stroking the side of his face with her thumb.

Tom blushes and smiles graciously at her.

“It’ll take some time to get used to, that’s for sure” she admits, laughing softly as she lifts her hand.

“But, I’m sure I’ll grow to love this hairstyle too T. Besides, I can feel your head more like this” y/n adds, her hands going back up to his head.

Tom watches his selfless girl attempt to accustom herself with his practically nonexistent hair.

“You really don’t mind?” Tom asks, deciding to break the silent calm they’d built while her hands continued to trace across his head.

While he relished the normalcy of this behavior, he couldn’t ignore his need to know her true thoughts.

“Tommy. Look at me” Y/n pleaded, her hands on either side of his hair head.

Tom lowered his eyes from the wall behind her and looked at the woman he has grown to learn he cannot live without.

“I really don’t mind” she said, reciting his question verbatim so he couldn’t interpret it incorrectly.

“Come on,” she says, her fingers prompting tingles to flow through Tom’s body as she mindlessly dragged her nails softly against his scalp while leading him down the hall towards their bedroom.

“Love?” Tom asks, following her but confused as to where this was headed.

While he of course had no problem with wherever the night was going, he wanted to be sure she didn’t feel she had to prove to him how much she loved him or had to prove that she was okay with this. Especially when he knew she was probably tired from her own day today.

He’d be completely content just holding her, or her holding him, while they conversed under the blankets until they fell asleep.

He just wanted to be with her.

Unbeknownst to Tom, y/n’s thoughts were remarkably similar. She didn’t what Tom to keep speculating that she hated his hair, but also didn’t want him to think she was faking her reaction to reassure him.

But she wanted him to truly understand that nothing, especially not a hair cut, was going to change her feelings for him.

Y/n crawled into their bed, Tom following suit.

“I” Y/n says, kissing his left jaw.

“Love” she continues, kissing his cheekbone this time.

“You” y/n says, her lips pressing an open mouth kiss to his temple.

“T” she mumbles, her hands taking in what was left of his hair as her lips moved down to the right side of his face this time.

“So” she adds, kissing Tom’s right jaw.

Tom’s arms had not let go of her since joining her in their bed.

Instead, his arms were wandering around her precious frame while he closed his eyes in desire as her lips trailed his face.

“Damn”y/n comments, her lips on his right cheekbone.

“Much” she assures him, kissing his right temple.

Before Tom could compose himself and his thoughts enough to respond, y/n’s hands lowered to his face.

“Hair” she says, continuing a sentence Tom thought was over.

Y/N’s lips press against the right side of freshly shaved head.

Tom’s eyes flew open to look at the beautiful woman hovering over him.

“Or” she adds, kissing the left side of his head this time, the tingling sensation she’d been causing Tom to feel this whole time, increasing yet again.

“No” she says, kissing various places on/around his scalp tenderly as one of her hands went back up to feel the stubble again.

“Hair” she finishes, kissing his lips finally; Tom somehow melting in her arms even more.

Tom’s eyes trailed over her as she pulled back to look down at him. He felt his face flush as he realized how lovesick he must look.

He smiled and grabbed her hand from his hair and used that grip to hold her hand above her head as he eagerly but tenderly flipped the two of them until he was towering over her.

Tom leans down and kisses y/n’s delicious smile as he begins to take his time showing her how grateful he is for her.

—— A few months after——

Tom held y/n’s hand in his as they approached set again today.

They were on the final week of filming and Tom couldn’t be more excited to be approaching the end.

His hair had begun to grow back slightly, although he had been thoroughly assured y/n hadn’t minded the temporary change.

He himself however, missed his longer hair.

While she’d gotten herself adjusted to playing with his shorter hair, he had missed the way she’d unknowingly tug on his longer hair while cuddling and resulting in them getting closer to one another.

At this point he -as was required in the filming process for the purpose of showing how much time had passed - had a decent amount of his hair back and the crew was going to be assisting in making it seem even thicker and longer for his shoot today.

Being on the last week also meant no more surprises or tense scenes he had to prepare for.

Plus, Tom couldn’t wait to be able to relax with y/n and his family back in London.

Today they were to be filming the last few scenes of his character in prison and then going back and re-recording his reacquaintance with Emily from earlier in the movie after Cherry left Iraq.

The rest of the week would compose of reviewing the other scenes and reshooting as needed.

However, the Russo brothers had assured Tom the scenes where he was required to have a full buzz cut were successful and not needing to be reshot; much to Tom’s relief.

“I’m so proud of you baby. I know how hard this movie was for you” y/n/n whispers as she squeezes his hand.

“Thank you sunshine. You played a much bigger role in that success than I know you’ll ever accept credit for” Tom grins, squeezing her hand back.

—-

“Whew” Tom sighed, plopping down on the couch in his trailer.

Y/n giggled and pulled Tom up enough so she can join him and then rested his head on her chest.

Tom sunk in closer to her and closes his eyes as her hands begin stroking his head.

“You missed it huh?” Tom mumbled as he smirks up at her knowingly, his eyes remaining closed.

Y/n giggled nervously, making Tom’s heart flutter.

“A bit. To be fair, I never said I wouldn’t miss your longer hair” she reminded him, dragging her fingers from the top to the bottom of a single strand of his hair.

“True. I missed it too darling” Tom admitted in hopes it helps her not feel guilty.

“Mmm. You still looked hot” she promised, kissing his head, “but I do like the longer length more”.

Tom’s face reddened and he pressed his head into her chest as if concealing his blush.

“This fake hair is oddly realistic” Y/n said quietly, her fingers trailing over the extension portion of his hair.

“Mmm, wanting me to keep it in?” Tom asked, opening his eyes to look at her.

She kissed his nose and shook her head, “no, T. I can wait. It has grown back a lot already”.

Tom nodded, “good because it is itchy”.

Y/n laughed and shook her head at her insane boyfriend, “it itches and you were going to keep it in until your hair finished growing back?”

Tom bit his lip and shrugged, “if you wanted me to, yeah”.

“Thomas Stanley Holland, I love you. You do not need to do that, or anything else that makes you uncomfortable” she informed him, kissing his forehead.

“I love you too y/n/n, I just want you to be happy” he responded.

“I am T; I have you. That’s all I need to be happy baby” y/n commented, staring down at him.

“Good because you’ll always have me” Tom promised, kissing the back of her hand.

“We will be celebrating when it is done growing back in though” Y/n said suggestively, causing Tom to tilt his head up at her, a smirk on his face.

“Is that so?” He asked, intrigued.

Y/n hummed a yes and smirked at him before kissing his ear.

Tom sighed deeply and kissed her through his smirk, “does the fake hair count?”

“No” y/n teased, suppressing a laugh.

Despite knowing she wasn’t completely serious about cutting him off until then, he knew he needed to head back to set and now he has a cheeky way to excuse himself.

Tom pouted before standing up eagerly, “well, then I better go get more of those biotin supplement things!”.

Y/n laughed and shook her head as her boyfriend kissed her cheek before rushing back to set.

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xxfaded-by-themxx · 2 years

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And then there were two part 4.

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 Hello again! Just wanting to let you know I'm up for requests if you want :D Enjoy!!!! x

Tom holland x reader aka Daisy (Please don’t hate me but she needs a name but you just think about Y/N)

summary: if there’s one thing Harrison is known for, it’s playing matchmaker even when no one needs him to.

When Tom woke up the next morning he felt a warm body softly pressed against his. He felt content. It had been awhile since the young man allowed someone else to sleep with him like this. He smiled down at the sleeping girl. Her head softly laying on his chest as small steady breaths left her slightly parted lips.

Gently he brushed some of her hair away from her face and just watched her sleep. To think that he had only been in this apartment for nearly 3 days was mind blowing to him. He felt like he lived with Daisy much longer than that. He already felt possessive of her and jealous of anyone who got to witness her beautiful smile. Sighing he thought to himself man i’m whipped. The events of the previous night came rushing back into his mind, her soft lips on his while their bodies collided. He would be lying if he said he wouldn’t want things between Daisy and him to go any further - but he wanted to take his time. For her sake and for his. Sighing he gently nudged the girl back to her pillow as he got up and stretched. He wanted to surprise her with breakfast. He grabbed his phone from the nightstand and made his way towards the kitchen, leaving his bedroom door slightly open so if Daisy would wake up she wouldn't freak out thinking he had left her. While he grabbed all the things he needed to make French toast his phone begun to vibrate on the counter. Harrison was calling him. Tom's brows furrowed, why would Harrison call him at this time of the night. While it was 9 am for Tom in London it was way passed midnight for Harrison in California.

„Hey man whats up?“ Tom sounded worried. „Tom“ Harrison said rushed „yea man I'm here what happened?“ Tom felt his stomach twist. „Have you been online?“ „No why?“ „There’s pictures of you from last night.“ Tom's eyes widened. How? There were barely any people at the bar that had recognized him, he had only took like 4 pictures with fans. He didn't see any paparazzi anywhere.

„What do you mean? What pictures?“ His mind was racing. He thought of Daisy. „Well pictures of you at the bar in London and well-„Harrison stopped. Tom felt himself become more irritated. „Just spit it out.“ He growled into the phone making Harrison sigh.

„Well its you and Daisy-„ Tom's breathing stopped as Harrison continued “you guys looked uh.. well cosy on the dance floor“ „Fuck“ Tom muttered putting Harrison on speaker as he opened safari on his phone and looked at the TMZ Website. And there they were, 3 barely recognizable pictures of him and Daisy dancing.

„Her face is barely recognizable. I mean you wouldn't know it’s her unless you know her.“ Harrison said relief clear in his voice. „Well shit, thats exactly what I was worried about“ Tom groaned.

How would Daisy react to the pictures - he wanted to protect her from all of this and now he had dragged her right into the middle. Harrison continued to speak „Well everyone knows that you're in London right now.“ „No shit“ he breathed „I gotta tell Daisy“ „Yea.“ Harrison was quiet for a moment and then he continued “You two seem to get along perfectly“ he teased his best friend. „Well can you blame me? She’s perfect.“ Tom ushered out without thinking about the words he spoke. „Perfect huh“ and he could hear the grin in Harrisons voice. „Shut up Harrison“ Tom answered and rolled his eyes. „Tell me“ „Well I kissed her“ „Of course you did“ Harrison chuckled. „I swear I'm going to hang up now“ „No no..wait there’s more“ Harrison sighed. Oh this wasn't going to get any better. Tom waited for Harrison to continue „They want you back here“ „Who’s they?“ Tom gripped the phone tighter „Well the management from your current movie“ „What do you mean back? Back in California? I just left 3 days ago“ Tom was getting angry - he didn't want to go back just yet - he just wanted some peace and live his life somewhat relaxed. And he was scared to admit he wanted more time with Daisy. „I know I know“ Harrison sighed „they kept asking me about Daisy. Of course I didn't say anything but still I guess they think you should've told them about your love life“ „Love life?“ Tom said defensively „My so called love life is private“ „I hear you dude, I told them you deserve time off and want to spend it with family back home, they agreed to a video conference on Monday with you“ „Fine!“ Tom said angrily „Anything else?“ „Don't kill the messenger. I know this sucks but we will figure it out“ Tom nodded „Yeah alright“ „Tell Daisy I said hi“ Harrison said nicely. „Okay i will, you go to sleep now“ Tom said chuckling. „And Tom“ Harrison stopped himself. „What now?“ Tom answered his best friend annoyed. „Be good to her yea.“ Tom sighed „I will“ And he hung up the phone.

He needed a moment to collect his thoughts and then he turned back around and continued to make Daisy breakfast. Even if everything had to end next week he still had a whole day left with her and he made sure to use every minute of it.

While Tom continued to make French toast - in his bedroom Daisy slowly woke up from her sleep. She had to admit she slept wonderful. She stretched her arm and felt the empty space next to her, opening her eyes she realized she was indeed alone in Tom's bed. Her brows furrowed. She looked around and saw the door slightly opened, listening carefully she could hear noises coming from the kitchen. Slowly she rose to her feet and made her way towards the kitchen - standing in the doorway she smiled at the sight in front of her.

Tom was trying his hardest not to burn the French toast he wanted to make. Muttering and mumbling profanities as he struggled. Some of the French toast had already burned and he was getting irritated.

She started laughing, of course he would mess up breakfast. At the sound of Daisy’s sweet laughter he turned with a sheepish grin on his face.

Pointing a finger at her said smiling “how long have you been standing there young lady?”

Laughing Daisy shook her head and moved towards him “long enough to watch you burn my kitchen down”

Taking the spatular from his hand she tried to salvage what was left to salvage, hearing protest from Tom.

“Hey!” He laughed “I was gonna surprise you missy”

While keeping her eyes on the French toast she felt herself blushing “I’d prefer to have a kitchen instead of eating mostly burned French toast” she stepped onto her tip toes and kissed his cheek - a small innocent gesture. Still close to his face he felt her breath on him as she whispered “but thank you - that was sweet of you”

together the pair finished breakfast with Tom as far away from the stove as possible as he set the table with glasses, plates and of course knives and forks.

When Daisy finished the rest of the French toast - together the pair sat down and had breakfast. At first it was a rather comfortable silence between them but the more time had passed and breakfast was nearly over the nagging feeling in the back of Tom's head had gotten stronger and stronger. He knew he needed to tell Daisy about the pictures that were taken the previous night and he needed to tell her how truly sorry he was. Perhaps they were lucky that based on the pictures alone no one would know it was Daisy but that was the risk that came with being seen with Tom. What was once your private life quickly became known to the Public. As he watched the young girl in front of him, he knew he didn't want to hurt her. The whole situation felt bizarre to him- just days ago he was exhausted and most days annoyed to a point were he didn't even want to leave the house. Now he's met Daisy and theres a spark in her that fuels him, his energy. Yes he was still exhausted and yes he still craved peace but more importantly he craved her. And boy did he crave her. It almost scared the young actor how much he needed her in his life. What would happen if he really had to go back to America. It was clear from the beginning that he only had a certain amount of time with Daisy before he had to go back - but he would be dammed if he didn't prolonged the time he had with her as much as he could. Focusing back on the scene in front of him, Tom saw Daisy move from her chair and starting to clean up. As she reached for his empty plate he gently grabbed her hand. Her attention now focused on him as a small smile spread on her lips. Tom took a deep breath. „Wait can we walk for a moment“ he asked her and Daisy eyebrows furrowed. In her mind Daisy pictured the worst, it would happen right here right now. Tom would tell her he regretted kissing her therefore the rest of the time they would had together would be spent in agonizing awkward silence because frankly she didn't know how to bounce back to a place were they felt comfortable. The tension building between them as Daisy mind kept running wild and Tom not speaking could be cut with knives as finally he continued speaking. „Something happened last night-„ he stopped to sigh „something I was afraid of happening“ Daisy stopped him right there - because frankly she couldn't hear the words come out his mouth, she couldn't bear it. „Its okay Tom, we can pretend it never happened.“ She gave him a sad smile. „After all it was just kissing.“ Tom sat there shocked - to him it wasn't just kissing and in the moment it didn't feel like it was just kissing to her, his mind went wild. Was this the out they needed? Before things got more complicated and worse messy to the point were there was no chance they could still be friends. No, just no Tom didn't want to be her friend. He wanted to hold her comfort her and kiss her many times. „No Daisy, please that wasn't what I was gonna tell you“ he moved out of his chair and in a second he stood in front of her. Through her lashes she looked up at him trying her hardest to remain calm and prepare herself for what was to come. She raised her brows as she watched him struggle with the words and then he took a deep breath. „There is no regret on my part for what happened last night“ he looked at her hoping she would see how sincere he was and Daisy nodded „I feel the same way“ Tom smiled „thats good then but there is still something we have to talk about“ watching her he took another shaky breath „ Harrison called me this morning rather rushed and worried, pictures have been leaked“ his eyes never left hers as he spoke slowly „pictures of us, in the club looking rather-„ he air quoted „cozy“.

Daisy mind went wild and her eyes widened „What?“ As Tom took out his phone to show her she grabbed it rather quickly hoping they weren't fully making out in the pictures. But then she remembered they had only danced together in the club, yes flirtatiously but that wasn't so bad. A sigh left her lips as she examined the pictures. You could barely make out Tom and Daisy was even harder to recognize which was a good thing. That meant the two could have more privacy left than she had thought. She gave Tom his phone back as he stammered „ I am so sorry Daisy, I swear this was exactly what I was afraid of - why I came here in the first place and now Ive dragged you into it too.“ Daisy stood up and placed a hand on his chest which made Tom stop rambling as he watched her, she could feel his heart beat increasing rapidly under her touch. „Stop worrying about this, about me. Im fine - this is fine“ she smiled as he looked at her shocked „it would be ridiculous to think that this wasn't going to happen and I get that it sucks but like I told you before giving the career path you choose this was bound to happen, I knew the risks but I wont let that control what I want.“ She smiled brightly at him, the truth was Daisy was terrified but she couldn't let Tom know, partly because she was afraid that what happened last night would never happen again but mostly for his sake because she could see how stressed he had become knowing he might have put her privacy in jeopardy. But what she said was also partly true, Daisy knew Tom was famous and the very reason he fled America was to get away from the paparazzi which doted on him every move. But she was just a regular person and a part of her prayed that it would stay that way. But she knew the risks and did it anyway. As far as the pictures went they could simply be old friends reuniting in England and have a nice night away from his hectic life. Tom was too stunned to speak so he did the only thing he thought he could do, he wrapped his arms around Daisy and pressed her into his chest. Hugging her tightly and he exhaled a very long breath that felt like he was holding in forever. In his arms Daisy chuckled but hugged him back just as much. She thought how cute it was that Tom was so concerned and made her smile right into his chest as her nostrils filled with the scent she had learned to Love way too quickly. ——————————- Later that day Daisy sat comfortable in front of her computer finishing up some of the work that needed to be settled before her finals were starting. The tension fro the morning long forgotten as she sat and typed away. She made a promise to proof read Lolas work. But the more she'd read the more the young girl felt confused the words Lola carefully put into her assignment felt familiar to Daisy. She re read the same thing over and over and then it hit her. A small gasp left her mouth as she mumbled „No that couldn't be“ frantically searching her documents she found what she was looking for. The assignment Daisy had previously worked so hard on and sent Lola to help her was the same one yet slightly different as the one Lola had emailed her. Her brows furrowed as she felt anger rise in her. Lola had copied her work. How could she?

„That bitch“ Daisy yelled and got up from her chair to get her phone. Tom sat comfortably on the couch when he had heard Lolas outburst and was on his feet instantly. Worry spread through him. But before he even got the chance to check on Daisy she had appeared in the kitchen, angrily storming over to where her phone was charging.

He dint know what was happening but he could sense the rage coming off of her as he looked at her. „What happened“ he spoke softly as she turned to him. „Lola stole my work“ she gritted out. „What?“ Tom was confused „She stole my assignment, she copied the entire thing and edited some stuff out so I’d look like she wrote the damn thing.“ „Thats not nice“ Tom didn't know what to say he was still confused. „Yea thats one way to put it“ as Daisy grabbed her phone and dialed Lolas number. Tom could only watch as she screamed into the phone surprised to see her this angry. Between the one sided conversation he understood more and more what had Daisy so frustrated. She had previously send Lola her work to help her establish a guide line, and Lola took Daisy assignment and handed it in herself. He tried to calm her down as he stroke her back but Daisy was to angry and frankly only pushed his hand away, she was mad at her best friend confused as to why she would do something like this and entirely anxious that she would have to write a complete knew assignment. Minutes passed and the screaming had stopped as Daisy slammed her phone back down holding onto the counter firmly. Her chest heaved as she breathed hard and tried to calm herself down but it was no use she was completely hurt and most importantly angry, all she could feel was rage. When Tom tried to touch her again she turned and snapped“ Will you stop touching me“ she snapped. He didn't answer her instead he went closer towards her, eyes hard as he looked at her. Tom kept calm as Daisy fussed but he got more annoyed every second and then it was enough for him, he grabbed Daisy and put her over his shoulder in one swift movement. Daisy kept hitting his lover back and squirmed in his arms. But once she realized that this wasn't fair, that her anger wasn't directed at him she had stopped. When they reached his room he had placed her on the floor only to trap her between himself and the wall next to the door. Slamming his palm against it he angrily said "you need to calm the fuck down right now or so help me god I will put you over my goddamn knee"

Daisy gasped at Tom - his choice of words sending shivers down her Spine. She knew there was an angry side to Tom, a frustrated one she had seen before. But never directed at her and even though it somehow frightened the young girl - it somehow aroused her too. How his eyes went wild and his chest heaved heavily. The thought of him punishing her made her mind wander with lustful eyes. She looked up at him through her lashes, Tom swore she gave him an almost pleading look. He turned his head to one side and grinned sheepishly.

His thump lightly brushed over her bottom lip as he whispered „Oh you want that don't you baby" his voice was low but stern. Just watching her drove the brunette boy crazy. Daisy tried her hardest to stand firmly on her legs but with Tom so close that she could feel his hot breath on her face and his fingers still on her body and that tingling sensation between her legs it felt like every ounce of air was knocked out of her lungs. She let out a shaky breath not able to response with words causing Tom to Chuckle.

Both their anger long gone, vanished. Instead they focused on one another. Tom loving and fixated on how he made the young girl squirm under his stare and Daisy both shocked yet thrilled at the new found feeling. Everything around them seemed to have slowed down and she longed for him to kiss her again. The feeling was Mutual Tom had longed to feel her again - to explore the need that had developed for each other's company. Their position never changed. Daisy was still trapped between Tom and the wall behind her. Barely an inch keeping them apart.

"Baby you gotta use your words" he had gripped her jaw tightly but not enough so he would hurt her - Tom never wanted to hurt her. His mind was going wild with all the things he wanted to do to her. All the dirty thoughts he kept bottled up for the nights he found himself alone in bed dreaming about her hoping they would become reality. And here they were not thinking about anything at all apart from each other - the argument between Daisy and Lola longe forgotten.

"Tell me what you want me to do" Her eyes shifted back from his lips to his eyes just watching him watch her a smile on his lips. She gulped trying her hardest to find the courage to speak the words her mind had longed for her to say. "Kiss me" And so he did - forcefully smashing their lips together yet slow and passionate. Her head was spinning her mind racing. Since the day they had kissed for the first time in this hallway she longed to feel his lips on hers once more and then it was happening again — only this time it was a more desperate kiss, full of hunger and need, lust.

With his tongue Tom gently swiped over her bottom lip asking for entrance earring a slight whimper from the young girl as she parted her lips. That was all he needed to go completely rogue. He didn't have to fight her for dominance - she knew just as much as he did who would win. As they parted their foreheads were still touching and just above a whisper he said "you know how much you mean to me right" he stared into her eyes. Daisy saw the concern in them - she was confused for a second. Even though they had never said it out loud the pair knew what the other one felt. What they longed from one another so she nodded but as she saw the look he had given her, she answered with a small "yes"

"Good cause I want to fuck you like I hate you" A gasp left her mouth - his filthy words turning her on even more than before. Daisy was new to all of this. She had sex before but never like this never this passionate and raw. She wanted Tom to do just about everything he said to her. She didn't mind though - her face was flushed and Tom chuckled. He came close to her face. He chuckled "You're flushed" he said lowly.The back off his fingers brushing lightly over her rosy pink cheeks. "That's how I know you want me to fuck you, princess" Daisy couldn't reply- it was like the words wouldn't come out, she wanted to scream yes and tell him all the things she wanted him to do to her but she couldn't. So she simply nodded - waiting patiently for his hands on her body. „Words baby, I need to hear it“ he growled. „Yes“ her voice was just a lightly whisper, she didn't trust it enough to speak up louder.

Their breaths were mixed together as they stood in the room entangled with one another. Tom's brown eyes pierced into hers. His hand gripping her jaw lightly "this is your one and only chance to tell me to stop baby" he scanned her face as he said those words. Tom would never do anything to hurt Daisy - and she knew that and even though he said that he wouldn't do anything to her without her consent. His voiced radiated right though her body causing her panties to grew wetter by the second. Tom pulled her close by the back of her head kissing her again with force. Daisy retuned the kiss - putting all the yearn and frustration in it. Together they walked towards his bedroom and straight to the bed. Tom hovering over the young brunette still fully clothed carefully never breaking eye contact. He looked at her with fire in his eyes, lust clear visible in them.

Daisy's shirt lightly moved up and Tom used this as an opportunity to draw small circles on her exposed skin. A shaky breath left Daisy lips as goosebumps rose to where he had touched her, Daisy was certain that Tom had felt it too. He chuckled "relax baby" his hands wandered from her hips towards her exposed stomach earning him a small whimper from the young girl underneath him.

He was already ready to come undone by just watching her, a low growl left his lips as he whispered "fuck that was hot" he reconnected their lips as his hand started to travel to explore her body, slowly making its way up above her belly button caressing her sides and stopping a little under her boob.

Daisy's breath got hitched again and she looked at Tom the only light coming from the big window near the bed. In his eyes she could see a mixture of emotion; love, trust, protection and lust.When he lifted his hand from her body another whimper escaped her mouth. Tom laughed quietly "patience baby" "what are you doing " "nothing sweetheart" he sent her a small smile knowing fully that he was driving the young brunette crazy. But Tom didn't know that his touch was shooting straight between her legs.

He positioned one of his legs between hers to get a steady hold not to crush her with his body. His knee brushed her and a small moan left her lips. The friction of his knee and her panties rubbing on Daisy's covered and damped clit.

"Dammit baby did that feel good" at this point Tom was sure he was gonna cum in his pants. She nodded at his question, biting her lip "I want to hear you baby" "Yes, that felt really good" "good girl" with his hand he grabbed her waist once more and pushed their bodies closer together again causing another hit of pleasure to shoot right through her. She moaned again this time a little louder than before. Daisy could feel his length getting harder against her leg."Hmm you're so perfect baby" She looked at him mastering all the courage that She had. She needed to feel him, all of him. To feel like she was his.

"Tom please" it sounded almost like a whine, and as he left kisses all over her neck he whispered against her skin "what baby - what do you need?" Daisy tugged at the hem of his shirt and in one swift movement it was off his body. Daisy sat up a little trying to remove her own shirt still underneath Tom. But he wouldn't let her, he wanted the pleasure to undress her all to himself. Savoring every moment of seeing her bare underneath him. So he took her shirt and gently lifted it over her head, she was breathtaking with smooth skin. She smelled like vanilla which was intoxicating to him. He hooked his fingers inside her jeans, watching her for a second when she nodded signaling him that she was okay he opened her pants and slid them down her long legs, leaving kisses along the way.

Daisy panted heavily as she watched Tom kiss and tease her. He treated her so respectful but you could clearly tell that he enjoyed being the dominated one during sex. Watching Daisy in just her underwear gave him a different kind of sensation than he had ever felt before. Her exposed body practically screamed, begged to have his handprints all over it. He looked at her again and connected their lips in a sweet and loving kiss. His hand dangerously close to her covered crotch. He could feel how wet her panties were without even touching her. "you're so wet for me baby" he nibbles on her earlobe enjoying how she whimpered and panted underneath him. „Such a good girl for me“

And then he touched her still covered crotch. She gasped loudly as he growled. The thought of being the first one to feel her after a while drove him wild. He moved her panties to the side slightly moving a finger to press lightly on her clit causing her to buckle her hips in surprise - he could feel her tense. "Relax baby you need to stay still" he whispered kissing her forehead "I'll make you feel good I promise" she shut her eyes tightly at his words nodding. She tried to relax and waited for him to make the next move. He pressed down lightly on her clit again slowly moving his finger over the sensitive spot. Discomfort became more and more unavoidable. His hardened length pressed against his jeans - so he took his hands away from Daisy quickly and moved them to his own Jeans.

Daisy's eyes shot open upon the loss of the contact of Tom's finger, she watched him take off his jeans, noticing his hardened length. She was worried and nervous. Was this really happening ? Yes. She wanted this. What if she fucked this up? When the pair was left in just their underwear they're resumed to their previous position. They kissed a little more as Tom rubbed over her sensitive spot while Daisy's sweet moans filled the room. His free hand wandered towards her bra trying to unhook it with one hand. Daisy reached behind herself to help the brunette - eager to feel more of his exposed skin on hers. When her bra had touched the ground it was Tom's turn to take in a shaky breath - Daisy was absolute stunning. She was dressed in only her lace wet panties and he needed to change that. He wanted her bare. He moved to the end of the bed taking one of her legs up to his face, kissing it up towards her covered crotch.

When he repeated the same with the other leg he hooked his fingers in her panties and glanced at her one more time waiting for her to tell him stop which she didn't. So when he was about to pull her panties down towards her ankles excitement had build in his stomach. He was ready for that sweet release - ready for her but a loud knock on the front door surprised the pair - making Daisy shriek and jump slightly in Tom's grip, her face all red hiding away in his chest with embarrassment. Tom groaned in annoyance wondering what could possibly be so important that they had to be interrupted now. He reached over for his blanked and quickly covered most of Daisy's body with it. The pleasure of seeing her in a state like this, bare and vulnerable was something for his eyes only. He gave her a quick kiss and waked out of the bedroom straight towards the front door. Could he ever catch a break?

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