#tom holland dirty imagine

[talaok]

Training

Pairing: Peter Parker x f!reader

Summary: Peter has never been able to last enough to take care of you, but as it turns out... practice does make perfect.

Warnings: talk about premature ejaculation, unprotected p in v sex, creampie, sub!peter and lots of pet names for spidey.

he was always so desperate around you. He was always shy about it, but every time you gave him permission his hands never left your body.

He was so fucking in love with you it was actually a little bit scary.

Nobody had ever made him feel the way you did, and not just sex-wise (although goddamn wasn't that the best thing ever), no, but feelings-wise- like he could breathe more easily around you, like he felt light and soft and the word was perfect whenever you were near.

And everything really was perfect... except one little thing.

he couldn't last.

You weren't making it a big deal, being that you were also teaching him every other way he could make you come, but still, he wanted to do it... he so desperately wanted to feel your walls squeeze him as you came that he was willing to do anything... but it was just so hard.

Andit never got easier...

"c'mon baby" you purred, taking his face in your hands "You can do it, think of something else," you said, out of breath as you bounced on his cock "Anything else baby, I'm almost there"

His eyes were shut close.

He'd found that he didn't even stand a chance at lasting more than 2 minutes if he was watching you.

And he tried, he really tried to get his mind to make something up, to will it to find something else to focus on, but-

"you feel so good y/n- I-I can't"

"yes you can" you shut him up with a messy kiss "You wanna be my good boy, baby?" you ask, eliciting a whimper from his throat

"y-yes" he choked out, not sure how he still hadn't burst

"Yeah?" you breathed "Then you're gonna have to be good and wait a little more" you moaned, his dick hitting a particularly good spot "Can you do that for me, baby? can you wait a little more?"

"mh-mh" he hummed, sounding on the verge of tears

"good boy" you moaned, your nails scratching his chest, as he stretched you so incredibly well "fuck-you feel so good" you cried, your voice drowning out the sound of your skin slapping with his "s-so big baby" you moaned again "s-so f-fucking-"

And then, just like that, it happened- the most extraordinary thing he'd ever felt.

You came, you came on his cock- you came because of him (although, let's be honest, you did all the work), and it felt-

he didn't even have words for it, he only groaned louder than he had ever done, and finally (and inevitably) reached his own release as your walls squeezed his dick and your moans filled the air.

He was grinning like an idiot the moment you opened your eyes back up, and you couldn't help but laugh "You liked it?"

"yes" he nodded, still smiling wide "yes very much"

"mhh" you hummed, bashing in your post-orgasmic bliss as you leaned down to kiss him "I told you you could do it honey"

[shawnxstyles]

Hi can you please do a Tom holland story, where Tom and GF ( female reader) where he teasingly takes off her bikini and playfully spanks her over his knee?

soaked bikini

warnings: kind of smut; light spanking, fondling, dirty talk, and a teasing tom :)

note: i <3 requests

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when you walk out of your bathroom, you can feel tom staring at you. his eyes sweep down your body, a revealing pink bikini that doesn’t leave much to the imagination adorns you. but in reality, you made the bikini look amazing because you were in it.

little triangle shapes barely cover your breasts and nipples. your skin appears supple when you put a hand to your hip, your foot tapping rapidly on the floor. tom feels his cock ache looking at you. even though he wants to resist you going out like that because you’re his, he would never stop you.

“well, do you like it, tommy?” you question, afraid he’ll say no. but what you don’t know is that tom believes you look good in anything.

“yes, i love it,” tom smiles and licks his lips. “give me a twirl, darling.”

you giggle and graciously spin in a circle for him. your breasts bounce and your ass wiggle at the movement. as much as tom loves your breasts, he can’t help but be an ass man. a your ass man. a twitch sprouts in tom’s swim shorts as his cock becomes partly hard at the idea of spanking your ass until there is bruising. but not today, he reminds himself because you two are going to the beach with some friends. that doesn’t mean he can’t spank you at all though. tom strides closer to you and grabs your hips.

“why don’t we have a little fun before we go? hmm?” tom tucks a hair behind your ear, his opposite hand moving from your hip to your lower back as he moves it dangerously low. before you can respond, he gives your ass a squeeze, making you outrightly whimper. tom smirks with raised eyebrows. “someone needy, baby?”

“you were looking at me…” you mumble, embarrassment evident in your tone. you were starting to get wet from his enticing stare and clenched jaw. he was trying his best to keep it together and you loved having that little power over him. but you can say he did the same to you too.

“how can i not look at you? you’re stunning, love. i wish we didn’t have to go because i really want to see what’s under this bikini,” tom licks his lips as a playful smirk curls on his mouth. you roll your eyes, any embarrassment leaving you swiftly. your hands hit his chiseled chest as you laugh against him.

“you already know what i look like! but we can’t, you know we have to go,” you remove yourself from him and walk across the room, but you don’t get very far before he has you in his hands again. his tough palms trace up your arms before settling on the bikini tie on your backside.

“just real quick. wanna see you,” tom settles himself on the edge of the bed, and you don’t try to fight him anymore. you stand still between his legs as your nipples begin to harden and your cunt clenches to keep your arousal in.

“wanna see your pretty breasts with your pretty nipples,” tom whispers seductively as he unties to back of your top. he gently tugs it until it falls down messily on the floor. out of instinct, his hands massage the underside of your breasts, thumbs occasionally rubbing over your pebbled buds. you inhale sharply as your stomach muscles tense.

“wanna see your pretty pussy. is it wet for me, darling?” the cute bows around your hips are easily untied when tom’s hands slide back down your body. your bottoms join your top on the carpeted floor. since there was nothing covering you anymore, your arousal began to leak onto your thigh.

“yes,” you answered. you sighed when tom gripped your hips and rubbed your flesh teasingly too delicate.

“hm, i don’t think i can see. maybe like this,” tom drags you onto his lap with your ass in the air. you gasp at the change in position and the sudden coldness of the air from your wetness. you knew tom could see it when you were standing up, but he was insatiable when it came to you.

tom finally rubs the flesh of your ass in palms, pulling them apart to get a close-up of the arousal drenching your pussy. when he does this, you clutch tightly and he watches your contraction with amusement.

“like when i play with your ass?” tom smirks when more wetness gushes out of you. he lightly slaps your ass, making sure to not leave any marks like bruising. you arch your back, pressing yourself further into him. “answer me, baby.”

“yes, yes. i love it when you play with my ass,” you moan when his hand comes down again. your face is flush in the duvet as he spanks you a few more times. tom smirks when the wetness reaches his swimsuit. he lightly spanks your soaked cunt, which makes you jolt forward with an sweet moan. your clit screams with need at the small touch.

“i would love to fuck you until you scream my name so loud, the neighbors could hear,” tom whispers as his rough hand spanks you playfully again. you forgot all about the beach. the only thing on your mind right now was tom’s hands on your body and the words leaving his lips. “but you did say we have to go…”

tom wipes away your arousal around your thighs, cleaning you, but leaving your pussy soaked and unsatisfied. your eyebrows furrow in confusion as he lifts you up until you're standing on your feet.

“i’ll be in the car. we don’t have all day, darling,” tom taunts as he exits the room, leaving you high and dry. well, not dry, but high on anger because he left you needy. when he wanted to, tom could be the biggest tease.

you thought you had control over the whole situation because he was begging you. but you knew you were wrong when you slid your bikini bottoms back up to your hips and your clit throbbed with desire and wetness continued to leak out of you.

grabbing your prepared beach items after trying to refresh, you walk to the car, facing a smirking tom through the windshield. you groan annoyed as you get in the car in a soaked bikini.

“don’t worry. i’ll fuck that attitude out of you later,” tom winks as he backs out onto the road.

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hope you liked it!

[tomholland1996simp]

I loved your “we gotta go” imagine when the reader pranked Tom. I was wondering if you could do the “starting an argument then flashing my boyfriend prank”. Thank you love your work xxx

Flashing || Tom Holland

Summary: You do the ‘Starting an argument, then flashing my boyfriend’ prank on your lovely and stressed boyfriend, Tom.

I haven’t proof read this, so sorry if there’s mistakes.

You and your boyfriend always had an on going prank war. Even before you started dating, you both pranked each other here and there, making sure t record one another’s reactions. You both started off as being roommates, just you and him. At first you just walked passed each other, not wanting to get to know one another, not even trying to make a small conversation, with a ‘hi’ or ‘how are you?’.

But one day you both just clicked. Then you wouldn’t ever leave each others sides. Where ever Tom was, you was. Well except for when he went off filming, sometimes you went with him, however other times you had to work as well. At first you and Tom were blind, you both denied your love for each other. Until one rainy day, when you missed his company, missed annoying him every morning, you told him.

And that’s what brings you here today. 2 years you have been dating, and you have known him for 5 years. Living with Tom has its perks, you were always with him when he was in Kingston and you always had his dog Tessa.

“Hey guys, I hope your all doing well. I don’t know why, but everyone has been asking for me to do videos of me starting an argument with Tommy then doing something random. A few weeks ago Tom had done a prank on me, however that back fired.” You chuckle, holding the camera in your right hand, looking through the lens. It’s true sometimes the pranks could go so wrong, but then they could go right.

Last time Tom pranked you and it back fired on him, it was really funny. “Today I’m going to be starting an argument with Tom and then flashing him. He’s currently on a meeting call, and today i’ve been acting moody. So he was like “why you being moody today?”

“I have to make sure that i’m not in the frame and that you can see his clear reaction to me flashing him. I don’t know what to argue about, i’ll have to think of something.” You pause the camera, walking into the kitchen to set it up on the counter. You hid it by a plant pot, hoping your super hot boyfriend won’t see it.

You threw some more dirty dishes into the sink, it being the only thing you could think of to make a stupid argument. The camera is rolling now, you place a finger on your lips, signing that Tom was coming.

“Tom are you gonna help me?—You said you do the dishes and you didn’t do them.” You call out, rattling the dishes as you hear his tired foot steps.

“Oh my goshhh! Im so stressed. Can I get a hug? I need love..” He tiredly smiles, Tom loved physical touch when he was stressed, you always calmed him.

Tom walked over to you, extending his arms out for you to fall into. You move away from him turning off the tap, his arms falling with a frown on his face. “No can you just do the dishes”

“Can I get no love?” He chuckles, thinking your messing around. You sigh, giving him a quick hug, patting his back like he was a friend. “There’s your hug, now do the dishes.”

Tom kissed your bare shoulder, “I’ve been in meetings all day, i’ve missed you” holding onto you still as you pull away.

“Okay now do the dishes” Now this makes Tom confused, his eyebrows raising up as he looks into the sink. “There’s three dishes, babe” He tells you placing a hand on your waist, all he wanted to do is get love from his beautiful girlfriend.

“Okay but why do I always have to do your dishes?!” You snap a little, trying to sound annoyed.

“I told you i’m stressed out, and this is how you’re gonna treat me?” He still spoke in a soft tone, gesturing to the dirty dishes in the sink. “I’ll do them”

“Okay then do them”

“I’ve been on a meeting since 7 a.m. How’s I supposed to do them?” Tom chuckles, running his hands through his loose curls. “Well you could’ve woke up earlier to do-“

“Earlier baby girl-“ He laughs, looking at you.

“I’m just frustrated, because last night you literally said don’t worry about them i’ll get them. You lied, you said you would do them” That part was true, you didn’t mind though.

“Most of these are from breakfast, and when would I have time to clean them” He quickly bends down to stroke Tessa’s head, finding her as a way to calm him down.

“No that one is from last night, when you literally had cereal.” You pointed at the bowl, fixing your straps of your tank top.

Tom puts his hands on your shoulders, helping you fix them. Ahh you were so lucky, it’s all the small things he does. “I’ll clean them, baby..” He gently shakes your body, hoping that you will at least be less moody if he jokes around to make you laugh.

“Okay! Don’t touch me” You pull his arms off, looking into his chocolate brown eyes.

“Are you serious?”

“No, i’m just irritated.”

Then he moves to where another dirty pan was left on the stove, picking it up. “Thank you for cooking for me. I said thanks like four times, I said i’ll clean the dishes.” Tom puts the pan into the sink turning on the tap, getting ready to clean the dishes even though he’s tired and stressed.

“Okay but why do I always have to ask you?” You try to raise your voice, continuing the argument even though you felt so bad for your sweet and loving boyfriend.

“I didn’t have any other time to do ‘em babe. I’ve been on meetings” He started to clean the pan, squirting the washing up liquid onto the sponge.

He’s still looking at you, “Well if you had time to eat then you had time to do the dishes, Tommy. And you could’ve done some of the ones last night, babe.”

Then he puts everything down, starting to grow even more stressed by how you was treating him over dishes. “I was eating on my meeting, y/n. Are you serious?” He said, pulling a face when you told him again that he could’ve ‘woken up earlier’.

“You’ve seen me on my like….What are you talking about? You literally know I had zero time to do anything” Tom still didn’t raise his voice, not wanting the argument to get worse. Now was the time that you decided that you had to flash him.

Walking away you say, “It’s just the fact that you don’t care, and you leave your stuff everywhere. I spent twenty minutes cleaning up everything” You made sure you was out of the cameras view.

“I left a bowl out last night, i’m sorry, baby. What else can I say, I didn’t mean to.” He sighed turning the tap back on, fully done with the argument you had started.

“You leave everything everywhere, you leave your keys on the counter, you leave your wallet-“

“Why are you acting physco about it? Like I’m sorry that I leave some things in certain places, maybe it’s because im stressed. Like I understand when your stressed, i’m always here for you, i’m never like this” Tom keeps his eyes on the dishes, focusing on cleaning the pan and placing it on the rack when he’s done, moving onto the next dish.

“But like, it not being clean stresses me out to” Your hands slowly go to the bottom of your tank top, him not noticing yet. The camera couldn’t see you either, all they could see was Tom and then him trying to spray you with a laugh.

“Will you smile? Come give me-“ Tom looks back up ready to finish his sentence, the camera seeing his facial expression change. You lifted your tank top all the way up, not having worn a bra so he could see your boobs bare.

Tom smiles cheekily, “What the fuck?” He laughs, dropping the spoon in his hand, it landing back into the sink. “What you doing?” He smirks a laugh, turning of the tap walking over to you as you pull your top back down.

“Nothing” You innocently say, moving back into the cameras view.

“Why you doing that? Baby!” He whines.

“Are you still mad at me?” You try hold in your laugh, a smile falling from your lips.

“I’m not mad at you, you’re mad at me. So that’s how your gonna fix an argument, your just gonna flash me?” He’s still laughing as he cups your cheeks, pressing both your foreheads together.

“You think boobs can fix everything, because they can” You wrap your arms around his neck as he picks you up a little, laughing.

“Yeah?” You smirk.

“Yes”

“Okay” You peck his lips, his hands going to your waist as he looks at your cleavage from your top.

“why you being mean?”

“I’m not being mean” You told him, pulling away.

“You are, i’m gonna do the dishes” He told you.

“So why ain’t you doing them now?”

Then he gave you a ‘are you serious right now?’ look, “Because you just flashed me your tits babe.” He gave your clothed boobs a squeeze, slapping your ass as you went to walk away saying ‘and, and what about it?’

“You want me to do the dishes-“ You flash him again. “Stop, how am I meant to do them when your doing that. Okay, what do you want. I’m confused” He took a step towards you thinking you wanted to do something.

“No, I want you to do the dishes” You laugh from behind the camera.

“Oh my goshhhhh” He drags the word out. “Babe, i’m stressed and I don’t have a lot of time. So it’s either I do the dishes or we do something better”

“I want you to do the dishes quickly, then we can do something better as soon as your done” You tease him, knowing he will grow frustrated after.

Tom grabbed your waist, pushing your body into his. You could already feel his hard on, he was really turned on by you just flashing him? “But there’s a bigger problem now, baby girl” Tom told you with a smirk, placing a sweet kiss to your lips.

“Well do the dishes” You push yourself into him, hearing him grunt as you walk back behind the camera, flashing him again.

“Y/n, that’s not fair. That’s like me showing you my dick, then saying no do the dishes. Baby, come on. First you was mean, now your killing me here” He picked up the dirty spoon again, you finally having enough of the prank. You felt too bad, you wanted to end this and show your boyfriend some love.

You grab his hands, dropping the spoon from it, and pulling him in for a sweet kiss. His hands go around your waist again, swaying you both side to side. “it’s a prank, love. I’m playing with you, I wanted to start an argument then flash you. The cameras there- I’m sorry. You don’t have to do them, i’ll wash them up later” You peck his lips, seeing him feel relieved that it was all a joke.

“So your really not mad at me?” He questioned.

“No, i’m not”

A smirk played on his lips as an idea popped into his head, “So does that mean I can see your tits again………,in the bedroom?”

[nouearth]

about this post: https://www.tumblr.com/nouearth/744165617263951872/im-sorry-but-im-convinced-that-dylan-n-logan?source=share

Bonus points if after the incredible sex marathon, Dylan, caressing your ass while Logan caresses your back, sends the video that captured all the recent action in your slutty hole to "the guys". "They're gonna love this, babe. They're not goin' to believe they missed ya first dp…But they're sure want to have their turn as soon as they see this, so get ready, 'kay? Just keep being a good boy for your men."

"the guys" is a group chat that includes the three of you and *stands up* Tom Holland n Ross Lynch!!

💌 : idk who you are, anon. but i always enjoy it whenever you (i presume it to be you) send me imagines like this, ugh. it puts fresh ideas into my head, fr.

can you imagine one of the guys being incredibly jealous and possessive as well? seeing your sloppy hole used and bred like that, it wouldn't be surprising to have one of them suddenly bend you over the arm of the couch as soon as you get home, and properly fuck and breed your tight hole.

and i bet logan and dylan would be absolutely hypocritical as you're being fucked by ross, then tom, shaking their head in disappointment because you're a slut and you've given yourself up too easily, like a dirty whore. all you're good for is taking cock, their cocks.

ugh, now i can't stop imagining a frat house full of our favorite men with nerdy!reader having the most addicting hole to breed.

[youandtom2]

If you're taking requests, here is one: College Tom Holland is super cocky and arrogant and y/n can't stand him. Over the summer, they're at the same beach, so in swimsuits of course, and Tom is wearing a short suit that leaves little to the imagination, especially when wet. And his muscles are glistening and all that. He keeps flirting with y/n and she resists as much as she can, even though she is definitely getting turned on. He eventually finally wins her over, and then goes fully dominant and cocky. He commands her to her knees and makes her beg to suck him off, and while she's choking and gagging on him, he's talking dirty and and boasting non-stop. :D

Hey! Thanks for the request! I wasn't planning on doing requests but I am actually working on something that is VERY VERY similar to this so keep an eye out.

Also if you're looking for cocky frat!Tom stuff of mine, you can read 'Let's Play a Game' where it has a lot of what you're looking for :)

[starbabyg]

Who I write for;

Just to let anyone who wants to request any imagines and such, and for my masterlist here’s a list of who I write for. [You can always ask me to write for anyone who isn’t on this list, these are just my faves and people I really wanna write for].

Nhl Boys

Jack Hughes [New Jersey Devils]

Juraj Slafkovsky [Montreal Canadiens]

Mitch Marner [Toronto Maple Leafs]

Thomas Bordeleau [San Jose Sharks]

Quinn Hughes [Vancouver Canucks]

Luke’s Hughes [UMich]

Nico Hischier [New Jersey Devils]

Trevor Zegras [Anaheim Ducks]

Actors

Cody Fern

Timothee Chalamet

Evan Peters

Aaron Taylor Johnson

Finn Wolfhard

Jacob Elordi

Tom Holland

Musicians

Jesse Rutherford

Luke Hemmings

Calum Hood

Ashton Irwin

Michael Clifford

Rappers

Gucci Mane

A$ap Rocky

Young Slo Be

Yatta

EBK Bckdoe

Pimp Tobi

Tay K

NBA Youngboy

Travis Scott

Roddy Rich

G Herbo

Shootergang Jojo

LordeTheTopScore

A Boogie

Method Man

Ol Dirty Bastard

Television Characters

Carl Gallagher [Shameless]

Lip Gallagher [Shameless]

Gallavich [Shameless]

Ason Unique [Wutang Saga]

Bobby Diggs [Wutang Saga]

Shotgun/Method Man [Wutang Saga]

Dennis Cole/DLover [Wutang Saga]

Sha/Raekwon [Wutang Saga]

Divine Diggs [Wutang Saga]

Mike Wheeler [Stranger Things]

Michael Langdon [American Horror Story]

Xavier Plympton [American Horror Story]

Duncan Shepherd [House of Cards]

Movie Characters

Jim Mason [Tribes of Palos Verdes]

Tangerine [Bullet Train]

Dave Lizewski/Kick Ass [Kick Ass]

Nick Sheff [Beautiful Boy]

Kyle Scheible [Lady Bird]

Prince Hal [The King]

Peter Parker [Spiderman] (Both Tom and Andrew version)

Richie Tozier [IT]

Anime

Katsuki Bakugou [My Hero]

Shoto Todoroki [My Hero]

Izuku Midoriya [My Hero]

Eijiro Kirishima [My Hero]

Denki Kaminari [My Hero]

Hitoshi Shinso [My Hero]

Soma Yukihira [Food Wars]

Death The Kid [Soul Eater]

Soul Eater Evans [Soul Eater]

[spiderversebigbang]

Rating:

Teen And Up Audiences

Archive Warning:

Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Fandoms:

Marvel Cinematic Universe

The Avengers (Marvel Movies)

Spider-Man - All Media Types

Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies)

Relationships:

Peter Parker & Sam Wilson

James "Bucky" Barnes & Peter Parker

Clint Barton & Peter Parker

Clint Barton/Laura Barton/Natasha Romanov

Characters:

Sam Wilson (Marvel)

Tony Stark

Peter Parker

James "Bucky" Barnes

Clint Barton

Steve Rogers

Natasha Romanov (Marvel)

Thor (Marvel)

Bruce Banner

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Peter Parker Needs a Hug

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Protective Bucky Barnes

Protective Clint Barton

Smart Peter Parker

BAMF Peter Parker

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POV Bucky Barnes

POV Clint Barton

sam makes god tier brownies and you can fight me on this

Nerd Peter Parker

Sam Wilson is a Gift

Domestic Avengers

Protective Avengers

Identity Reveal

Spider-Man Identity Reveal

peter parker slowly realizing that people actually care about him

Not Spider-Man: No Way Home Compliant

Dead May Parker (Spider-Man)

Whump

Deaf Clint Barton

GUYS EVERYTHING WITH PETER IS PLATONIC/PARENTAL DONT BE WEIRD

SHIELD Agent Laura Barton

guys i lied sambucky have a situationship

Language: English

Summary:

When Sam found Spider-Man slumped against the dirty wall of an alleyway, he never imagined how much the vigilante's presence would affect the entire team. He couldn't find it in him to care.

When Bucky helped Spidr- Peter. When Bucky helped Peter after what had to be a traumatic event, he never thought about how much the teen could grow on him

When Clint broke into Sam's apartment at 3AM, he was just looking for blackmail. He didn't notice the younger figure in his initial scan of the apartment, but hell will freeze over before he lets Stark adopt Peter first.

TLDR: Peter gets two new uncles and a dad, but it's not who you think

*previously titled 'can we skip to the good part'*

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summary ↠ what’s a better way to have fun in a car with the cutest boy in the world?

warnings ↠ smut, unprotected sex (don’t do this irl pls & ty) cussing, dirty talk, minors dni <3

pairing ↠ sub!tom!peter x dom!fem!reader

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being tony stark meant you could buy whatever the hell you want and brag about it for days on end.

when he offered to take you and peter on a ride in his brand new car he bought on impulse, you were forced to say yes, only so he could shut up about it.

that’s how you became trapped in a car, waiting for him to come from a meeting he forgot he was supposed to attend.

“peterrrrrr i’m bored.” you sighed dramatically. you looked at him from the backseat, he was slouched in his seat with his arms folded and his eyes shut.

“im sorry, i can’t help you.” he shrugged. “we’re in the same boat. or should i say car?”

“that was painfully unfunny.” you rolled your eyes.

the heat from being trapped inside was starting to get to you, making your head swarm with naughty ideas. “let’s do something fun.” you smirked.

“something fun? like what? what could we possibly get up to in here?”

you crawled up to the front, landing right on peters lap, bringing your hands to his shoulders.

his eyes shot open when he felt you pressed against him. he looked at you like you were crazy when it finally registered with him what you were suggesting by the devilish smirk on your lips.

“no, no.” peter shook his head. “we are not doing that in here. not in this car at least.”

“oh come on, where’s the harm in a little fun?” you purred. you planted kisses over his neck and collarbone, nipping and sucking at the sensitive flesh.

“oh- y/n mr. stark could come back at any moment, we- we can’t…” it was getting harder and harder for him to resist you. he shut his eyes and tilted his head back, his grip on your hips tightened as he finally gave in to you.

“okay, fine!” your lips abruptly left him as you started moving off of him, making him whine. “if you really don’t want to do this, i won’t force you-“

“no, wait!” he grabbed your hips, pulling you into his lap again. “just- just be quick okay?”

you nodded, and bit your lip to hide your excitement. you pulled his pants down just enough to expose his boxers.

“wait, we don’t have protection…” you pouted at the realization.

“we don’t have time, i need you now.” he rasped.

you hovered over him bunching your already short skirt up and moving your panties to the side. you took his throbbing cock in your hand, teasing your entrance ever so slowly. he whined and squirmed under you. he bucked his hips, silently begging you to fuck him.

you wasted no time slamming yourself down on him, throwing your head back as you maintained a hasty pace. your nails dug into his shoulders at the feeling of his tip hitting sweet spot just right.

the car shook ferociously as you bounced on him, letting anyone walking by know what you were getting up to. at least the windows are tinted.

his face was scrunched in complete pleasure as he tipped his head back and squeezed his eyes shut. his mouth hung open, letting out the most obscene noises you’ve ever hear from him.

“look at you, look at how good my pussy fucks you. gonna be a good boy and c-cum for me?”

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462 notes - Posted May 8, 2022

#4

↳ *crush * ༉‧₊˚✧

summary: you ask peter to kiss you, unaware of his true feelings for you.

warnings: mutual pining, friends to lovers, a bit of angst, like one swear word. that’s it シ

tom!peter parker x fem!reader (all characters 18+)

1.1k words

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“hey peter, can i kiss you?”

peter never turned his head so quick.

you and peter were currently sitting in his room, studying for an upcoming exam. he almost thought he was hearing things when he heard his crush- since forever, ask to kiss him. of course he always dreamed of the moment he could, but he knew better than to cross that line with you. you might’ve been his crush, but you were also his best friend and he would never forgive himself if he ruined that.

“who, me? why? not that i wouldn’t want to or wouldn’t like it but why?” he stuttered, feeling heat rush to his cheeks.

“well, i’m going on a date tonight and i think i really like this boy, but i’ve never kissed anyone. so i just wanna be prepared if anything happens you know?” you confessed.

peters heart dropped a little at your statement, but he was also glad. you were going on a date with someone else and it tore him up inside. but, you’ve never been kissed & he was going to be the first to give you the experience.

“are you serious? you’ve never been kissed?” he tried holding back a smile.

you frowned, not expecting him to react that way. “come on, don’t make fun of me. you know what, i shouldn’t have asked. i’m sorry.”

“i wasn’t- i didn’t mean it like that! i just- you’re really pretty so i guess i just thought you’ve been kissed or something…”

“nope, sorry to disappoint you.” you giggled.

peter got quiet after a while, feeling his nerves get the best of him. “hey are you sure you want it to be me? like as your first kiss? i guess i just don’t want you to regret it.” he trailed off.

“why would i regret it? you’re my best friend, we know each other a lot, and i trust you. better you than anyone else right?” you smiled at him.

you patted the spot on the bed beside you, signaling him to come and sit. he anxiously stood and walked over to you, sat down. 4 years of friendship has not prepared him nearly enough for this moment.

peter swallowed thickly, realizing just how close your faces were. his eyes shifted back and forth from your eyes to your lips, as his heart beat quickened.

with a shaky hand, he wrapped his hand around the back of your neck, and pressed his lips softly against against. his slightly chapped lips moved against your soft ones delicately. he could taste the mango flavored chapstick on your lips as he deepened the kiss, pressing his nose into your cheek.

your heart pounded rapidly, not sure if it was from nerves or excitement. you relaxed into the kiss anyway, feeling warmth run through your body. you felt as if you were on fire.

you hesitantly pulled away after a while, fluttering your eyes open and panting softly. you both stared at each other for a while, both surprising the other. where did he learn to kiss like that?

peter cleared his throat and backed away a little. “so uh, how’d you- how’d you like it?”

“it was nice, it was really really good actually…” you smiled while your fingers brushed over your lips, still able to feel him moments after he had gone.

peter smiled proudly to himself, feeling like he’d just won at life. he kissed the girl of his dreams and she liked it.

his victory was short lived once you spoke your next sentence. “that was great, thanks for helping me pete. i should probably go now though, to get ready.”

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562 notes - Posted February 13, 2022

#3

↳ *touch* ༉‧₊˚✧

summary: peters erotic fantasies lead to the night of his life.

warnings: smut, fingering, swearing, minors dni pls

inexperienced!peter parker x experienced! fem!reader all characters 18+

1k words

A/N: first smut kinda nervous- lmk if some shits inaccurate please :)

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he’d been so caught up with his personal life and being spider-man, that peter barely saw you at all in the past week. so, he decided to make up for lost time.

you were currently sat between his legs with your back against his chest, as you mindlessly played with the rings on his hand.

his free hand was massaging your stomach gently, making you feel warm all over. his hand accidentally slipped under the top part of your pants, brushing over the waistband of your lace panties.

his eyes widened as he felt is face and ears get hot. he certainly didn’t mean to do it, but he wasn’t complaining. “sorry…” he spoke quickly.

“ ‘s okay pete.” you giggled at your boyfriends shyness, and turned your attention to the tv, while playing with his rings.

it was not in fact okay. he couldn’t stop the filthy thoughts of your legs spread open for him, screaming his name as he swiftly fucked you with his fingers, coating his fingers with your juices. he muttered a quick ‘fuck’ at the thought, which you didn’t miss.

“you alright?”

“i’m fine sweetness.”

he was not in fact fine. he felt himself getting harder and harder with each erotic thought of you, and with the way you were nuzzled against him, he was sure you’d feel it soon.

you felt him tense up all of a sudden, his hand slowing to a stop on your stomach. you frowned at his change of behavior, turning to look at him with a slight crease in your brow.

“are you sure you’re okay? what’s going on with you?” you squeezed his thigh trying to comfort him, which shouldn’t have aroused him more but did anyway.

he felt guilty about the whole thing honestly. here you were, just wanting to spend time with your boyfriend, and all he could think about was shoving his hand down your pants. he didn’t want to tell you what was really wrong with him, you’d probably think he was a creep.

“whats on your mind petey? you can always talk to me.” you patted his thigh as you picked up on his silence.

“it’s nothing really, i was just wondering if you’ve ever been t-touched? like down there?”

you smirked and bit your lip after finally realizing what this was about, but you decided to play coy.

“yeah, a few times. why?” you started playing with the rings on his fingers again, subtly teasing him.

he cleared his throat before he spoke. “i kinda wanna… you know…”

“did you want to touch me pete?” you asked seductively. you brought his fingers to your lips, pressing soft kisses to the tips of them.

“i- i do but, i’ve never touched a girl before…”

“that’s okay, i’ll help you.” you rubbed his thigh reassuringly. “just, tell me if you ever want to stop okay?”

he nodded and gulped as he watched you put the tips of his ring and middle finger in your mouth, rolling your tongue around them slowly. you pushed them in a bit further, softly moaning as you covered his digits with your saliva.

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896 notes - Posted February 28, 2022

#2

that first kiss

summary: you and peter reminisce about your first kiss, but you both have very different takes on it.

warnings: fluff, a lil angst

pairing: tom!peter x reader

wc: 891

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1,017 notes - Posted October 30, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

↳ *rendezvous* ༉‧₊˚✧

summary ↠ you and peter get caught in the act by your father, tony stark.

warnings ↠ smut from the jump, fwb, friends to lovers, no no words, hella dialogue, minors dni <3

pairing ↠ tom!peter x stark!reader all characters 18+

wc ↠ 2.1k

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the day peter agreed to become friends with benefits was a very controversial one. given that he had a lifelong crush on you, and you wanted to dive into your nonexistent sex life, it was a no brainer. of course with you being the daughter of tony stark, and tony being peters boss, you had to keep your rendezvous underground.

“fuck, pete. faster-“ you threw your head back, feeling the bed rock as peter thrusted harshly into you. he was fucking you so good, you could barely manage coherent sentences.

“want more?” he panted and began to place kisses along your neck, careful not to mark you up like you had warned.

you nodded, biting your lip to suppress your moans. peter complied, fucking into you much faster than before which you didn’t think was possible. you shrieked loudly as he repeatedly hit your cervix, causing peter to clamp his hand over your mouth.

“shh, we can’t be loud remember?”

you whimpered under his hand and felt your eyes roll to the back of your head. he was fucking you faster than the speed of light, leaving you a trembling, limp-bodied, moaning mess.

he grunted as he relentlessly gave you his all, feeling your walls squeeze him for dear life. he knew you were close, and he wasnt far behind either.

he held your wrists above your head and his grip tightened as he continued pounding into you mercilessly. you felt the knot forming in your stomach and your vision blurred, but peter pulled completely out of you, denying you of your orgasm.

you whined and frowned at him, watching him frantically scamper away from you. “what the fuck, peter?” you breathed out.

“get your clothes on y/n, i can hear your dad coming.”

“i was coming too.” you pouted.

he pulled his boxers up and frantically searched for the rest of his clothes. “y/n i’m not fucking around.” he threw your bra at you.

“we just we’re fucking around though.”

he looked up at you, clearly unamused.

“sorry. i’ll stop.”

by the time you both got dressed again tony was just opening the door. you didn’t even have time to smooth down your hair.

his eyebrows knit together at the sight of peter, who he thought left the tower 20 minutes ago. “pete? what’re you still doing here?”

“oh, peter asked me if i could help him study for an upcoming um… science exam!” you smiled widely at him.

“right…” he looked you up and down, noticing how out of order you looked, and how you and peter were awkwardly standing beside each other. he brushed it off though, you two were normally strange acting around him.

“well, since you’re still here pete, come and join us for dinner? steve didn’t cook tonight, so i don’t have to order an alternate dinner.”

“uh, yeah sure. why not?” peter nods.

“great.” he turned to leave. “oh y/n? please open a window in here. light a candle, spray some febreeze, anything. it smells like ass in here.”

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1,034 notes - Posted April 4, 2022

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[anonair]

𝐓𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧- 𝐓𝐨𝐦 𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐀𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐰 𝐆𝐚𝐫𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝 𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞

𝙏𝙃𝙄𝙎 𝙄𝙎 𝙋𝘼𝙍𝙏 𝙏𝙒𝙊. 𝙋𝘼𝙍𝙏 𝙊𝙉𝙀 𝙄𝙎 𝙃𝙀𝙍𝙀!

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𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: You and tom had been planning dinner and a night out for a while now to celebrate his two passing movies, Spiderman: No Way Home and Uncharted. Tom planned the whole thing and without telling you, had something scandelous in store for the end of the night.

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𝙉𝙊𝙏 𝙋𝙍𝙊𝙊𝙁𝙍𝙀𝘼𝘿

After dinner, it was time to go to the club. For a second, you thought that Andrew was leaving, but it seemed like he was staying and coming to the club with you all. You and tom got into your car while everyone else went in their own car.

“That was a good time.” He chuckled, looking over at you in the seat next to him. You smiled back at him, nodding. It sure was. The attention you were getting from Andrew made you feel superior, but the fact that Tom didn’t know made you feel a rush of adrenaline and it was getting addicting. “The food was so good. Meeting everyone was fun too.” You replied. “I’m glad you’re having a good time with them. I knew everything would go smoothly.” He said, coming closer to you and pressing a kiss against your plump lips. “Sweet girl.” He whispered as he pulled back from the kiss and trailed it off to your neck. You could feel your stomach doing flips when you realized Tom was seducing you in the car. Great, now your emotions were blurry. You closed your eyes, leaning into his kisses. You felt him start sucking on your sweet spot, causing a moan to escape past your lips. The driver usually doesn’t pay mind to you and Tom, but once he heard you it caused him to look in the rearview mirror. Tom pulled back, “Naughty.” He laughed, his cheeks getting red from being caught red-handed in the back seat.

“Tom.” You laughed, rolling your eyes playfully. Your thoughts were driving you insane. You didn’t know if you were craving Tom or Andrew. Soon, the lustful daydreams you were having turned into thoughts of Tom and Andrew, both fucking you at the same time. You tried to silence those thoughts again, snapping back into reality. At last, you had arrived at the club. “You have arrived at your location. Go before I throw you out!” The driver joked. You both laughed, feeling like giddy kids again. You both stepped out of the car, grabbing each other’s hand again before walking into the club. “Tom, Y/N, how are you feeling about the new movies being out?” The paparazzi asked. You and tom somehow managed to push through the pool of people in front of the club. Once in the club, you went to your section.

You couldn’t help, but think of when Andrew would be arriving. You were impatient, but not showing it. Your eyes kept scanning the room before tom spoke, “Over here, guys!” You immediately darted your eyes to where tom was looking. Andrew made sure he was right on time, making a beeline for the area you were in. “Tobey, Zendaya, and Jacob told me to send you their best regards, but they had to split. So, we lost three.” Andrew said. Tom nodded. You fell into a trance just hearing his voice. You ran your tongue over your bottom lip.

Soon, all three of you unwinded. The drinks started coming in a constant flow. You all weren’t sure what drink you all were on, but you knew you were drunk. “Dance with me.” You said to tom, finally building up enough liquid courage to dance. Though there were fans everywhere in the club, they were all respectful and didn’t bother you much. So, you took Tom out to the dance floor. You held his hand, finally getting to the middle of the dance floor. You wrapped your arms around his neck, slowly swaying your hips to the beat of ‘Lost in the Fire’ by the Weeknd. You kissed his lips hungrily before turning your body around and grinding your ass against him. You could feel Tom’s hands roam your body as you both danced to the music. You glanced your eyes over to the section where his friends were only to find Andrew practically studying your body. You pressed your ass harder against Tom’s crotch while your eyes stood on Andrew, letting him know you were indeed thinking of him. You smirked, knowing that watching you dance with Tom was turning him on. You could see his eyes darkening, the same way they did on the night he fucked you so good. Unable to stop the vivid memory of Andrew, it turned into fuel to make him jealous. You turned your body back around, the loud music piercing through your ears. Tom caught your eyes, both of you getting lost in each other. You kissed his lips roughly, tasting the lingering alcohol. You were enjoying the kiss with Tom, of course, but your mind was still on Andrew. You pulled back from the kiss, noticing Andrew getting up from the corner of your eyes. He seemed to walk to a secluded area in the club, disappearing into the darkness. “Love, I’ll be back. I’m going to go to the bathroom.” You said, pressing a kiss to his lips. “I’ll wait for you in our area.” He responded, the two of you going your separate ways.

You walked toward the area where you saw Andrew go. “I knew you’d follow.” He spoke loud enough for you to hear. You were scared because you knew fans picked up on every little thing, but this area seemed safe. So, you budged. “So you do remember me.” Despite you being apprehensive at first, your eyes hungrily traveled his body, causing your heart to race. “How could I forget you?” He responded, desperately wanting to reach out and pull you closer. “I hate to admit it, but I haven’t met anyone like you after that night, but you went ghost.” He said, walking closer to you. You both were too drunk for your own good. “Really? Last time I checked, you ghosted me.” You rolled your eyes. “Well, I’m here now and I need you.” He said abruptly. Classic Andrew, always getting to the point. You noticed how hard he was already, his pants were tighter in the crotch. “Watching you dance brought up old feelings. I need you more than ever.” You swallowed, trying to resist temptation. You caved, leaning into him, and pressing a kiss to his lips. Your mind told you to pull back, but your body wasn’t letting you.

“Y/N?” You heard a way too familiar voice call.

You pulled back turning around and seeing Tom standing there. At first, your heart dropped. He walked closer to you, trying to get a clear look at whom you were kissing. “Andrew?” He asked. You were scared as to what was going to happen next, but shockingly, Tom was too drunk to care. “We making out here?” He said, his accent more prominent when he was drunk. “Do it again, I dare you.” He said, you furrowed your eyebrows. “Don’t look so confused. I know you liked it.” He slurred his words. “You’re drunk, come on.” You laughed, trying to change the subject. “No, Y/N. I’ve seen how you looked at him all night. Do it. I give you permission.” Tom reassured you. You so desperately wanted to do it, but you weren’t sure if he was being serious or not. What if he remembered this in the morning when he was sober?

“If you won’t do it, I will,” Andrew spoke before pulling you close by your waist and crashing his lips against yours. For a second, you were thinking about pulling back, but instead, you stood. You kissed him back, deepening the kiss and adding tongue. Your tongue roamed his mouth before you pulled back. You could see the biggest smile on Tom’s face. You walked over to tom, whispering in his ear, “You like that, daddy?”

Your hand made its way down his body, touching his crotch only to find his cock already hardened. Finally, you had them both right where you wanted them. Coincidentally, there was a storage closet next to you. You opened the door, pulling both men inside of the room. You desperately searched for the light, finding the switch, and turning it on. The light in the storage closet was dim, as the fixture was half-broken, but it ended up being perfect. You didn’t want to miss seeing any moment of what was about to go down. “Fuck, I need you,” Andrew called for you. You instinctively walked toward him, wanting to please him. “Looks like both of you do.” You bit down on your lip, pushing both men to the wall. You dropped to your knees, ready to give them both a wild ride. They both started undoing their pants, dropping them simultaneously. Seeing both of their dicks stand up for you made you thrilled. You first started on tom’s dick, pressing soft kisses along his shaft while your other hand wrapped around Andrews. You opened your mouth, making room for Tom’s cock to enter your mouth. He slapped it on your tongue before slowly inserting it into your mouth. Meanwhile, Andrew spit on his cock so he could get enough lubricant to fuck your hand.

You sucked on Tom’s tip before bobbing your head on his cock. “Fuck” Andrew moaned, his hips fully thrusting into your hand. You pulled back from Tom’s cock, taking a second to catch your breath before taking Andrew’s in your mouth. You looked up at Andrew, your eyes catching each other. “Fuck, I missed this mouth wrapped around me.” He moaned. Immediately, you looked over at Tom who was now fucking your hand and moaning profanities. You looked into Tom’s eyes as you sucked Andrew off. Andrew started thrusting his hips harder into your mouth, his cock going deeper down your throat and causing you to gag. Tears filled your eyes, but you enjoyed it more than anything.

At this point, your clit was pulsating quickly and the knots in your stomach were prominent. You moaned against Andrew’s cock before pulling back. Tom put a finger under your chin, “Stand up, pretty girl.” You obeyed. “Does daddy like seeing me suck another man’s cock?” You asked, flashing innocent eyes at him. Tom smirked, unable to hide the enjoyment of this all. He bit his lip, not being afraid to kiss you even after you went down on someone else. Tom lifted you up, putting you down on some old speaker that was in the storage closet. Luckily, it was just tall enough so that your pussy lined up with his and Andrews’s dick. “I love watching you be a little slut.” He moaned in your ear before pulling back from you. Andrew moved closer to you, pressing a kiss to your lips and trailing them to your neck. He tugged at the hem of your dress before completely taking it off you. You helped him by lifting yourself off the speaker a bit. “Commando. Less work.” Andrew winked before going back to kissing you. He trailed his kisses down to your soaked, throbbing clit. “Pretty sight, fuck I can’t wait to feel inside of you again.” He groaned.

You looked over at tom who completely had his cock in his hand, pumping as Andrew went down on you. Andrews’s tongue slowly went through every slippery fold in your clit before he flattened it right on the core. You let out a moan, feeling relieved that you were getting pleasure from Andrew. “Fuck, Andrew.” You moaned out. Andrew drew circles in your clit with his tongue, maintaining his steady speed. He remembered exactly how you liked it. Tom’s groans filled the storage room along with your moans. “Come here.” You moaned, watching as tom came closer. He started kissing you, one hand on his cock and the other cupping your boob all the while Andrews’s tongue was exploring your pussy. You moaned into Tom’s mouth before moving his hand from his cock and replacing it with yours. You stroked on his cock, still moaning into his mouth. Tom started leading his kisses off before finally landing on your boob. He kissed your nipple before taking it into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it. The sensation from both Andrew and Tom made you whimper, and you moved your hands. One hand was tousled in Andrews’s hair while the other was in Tom’s hair. You felt in control yet dominated at the same time; it was pure ecstasy. You could feel Andrew sticking his tongue inside and out of your pussy. Tom pulled his mouth away from your nipple, blowing air on it. The sharp, cold air caused you to gasp.

You were already on the verge of finishing, but not before you could feel them inside you. “Daddy, I need you inside of me.” You begged for Tom. Andrew pulled back from your clit, allowing room for Tom to slide into you. Andrew was now watching you. He had his hand pumping on his cock while tom slid his cock into your wet pussy. “F—fuck” You moaned out loudly, pretty sure nobody could hear you over the music blasting in the club. Tom didn’t hesitate to go fast, already thrusting into you with force. Andrew snaked his free hand down to your clit, his fingers drawing circles in it. You whimpered again before Andrew cut your moan off with his mouth. You sucked on his tongue while tom fucked you hard and rough. Right when you were going to reach your climax, tom pulled out. “All yours, mate,” Tom smirked, moving over again. Andrew lined himself up with you, clearly excited to fuck you again. He took his cock, slipping it over your clit a few times before thrusting into you. You threw your hand over Tom’s shoulder, your nails digging into tom’s back. “Fuck, fuck” Is all you could manage to moan out. “I missed this tight pussy.” Andrew moaned. You could feel your walls tightening against his cock, already about to finish. Tom pumped his cock faster, your juices still all over him.

At this point, the three of you all were sweating and the storage room felt like a sauna. The heat didn’t stop you all, though, as Andrew intensely fucked you. Tom brought his free hand up to your sensitive clit, rubbing it hard and fast. The pressure he applied was perfect. Between you getting fucked by Andrew and touched by tom, you felt like a queen. Both of them worshipped your body and knew exactly how to please you. You could feel your toes curl and the sensation of having to use the bathroom, an indication you were really on the edge. “Fuck, I’m going to finish.” You moaned out. “Yeah, baby, squirt on his dick.” Tom moaned, his dick twitching in his hand; he was almost close too. “I’m close, love.” Andrew moaned, thrusting his dick faster into you. Tom kept the rubbing of your clit going, as you finally finished. Andrew pulled out, watching you squirt for him. Tom kept rubbing your clit through your high, causing you to throw your head back in pleasure. You took a deep breath before feeling Andrew thrust his cock into you one last time hard. He moaned loudly, pulling out again and finishing on your clit. You looked over to tom, who had just finished as well. His cum splattered over the storage room walls. All three of you let out a giant sigh. “I love watching you be a little whore.” Tom said, coming over and pressing a kiss to your forehead. “That was the best experience I have ever had,” Andrew admitted. He took off his shirt, revealing the undershirt he had on. He took that one off and handed it to you, “Here, you can clean up with this.” Andrew chuckled. Both men had gotten themselves together and cleaned up. “Your plan worked, Tom.” Andrew laughed before looking over at you and winking.

“Plan?” You asked, furrowing your brows as you got yourself together.

“Yeah, I knew you needed some unwinding. So, I called your old hookup and arranged some fun.” Tom chuckled. You blushed, getting yourself together and getting dressed again. You didn’t know how he knew about you and Andrew, but then you took a good look at his face and realized he told tom. “Don’t worry, the past is the past. I thought you could use a little mix-up from our usual.” Tom smiled. “It was fun watching you try to resist temptation.” He said, grabbing your hand. You blushed. First, you were taken aback, but then it all made sense when you remembered the conversation the two of you had the other night where you both confessed to being open to inviting other people into your sex life. While it was uncomfortable for most couples, you and tom just had a different bond.

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All I can say is this kind of perfection should illegal ❤️

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just like that

tom holland x reader

warnings: SMUT-TY as hell!!! mostly a bj (inspired by the gif, of course)

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the hotel door slams open, the two of you melting into each other as one. you both kick off your shoes and attempt not to break the contact. loud groans and impatient moans float through the room as tom drives you over to the bed. holding himself above you, parting lips for a few moments to admire your rosy-heated cheeks, he smirks seductively and places a lonesome strand of hair behind your ear.

“you’re so pretty,” he whispers, shaking his head like he can’t believe the sight that lies before him.

“you’re one to talk,” you say breathlessly. you rummage your hands through his slightly sweaty hair. with the heat of the world around you and the intense make out session you just had in the car (and a little bit in the elevator up to your room), it only made sense for both of your bodies to be writhing and radiating already.

you look at each other for another long-lasting moment, hiding so many words behind loving smiles and a sweet peck here and there. it’s nothing crazy now, just you soaking it all in before time goes by too fast to appreciate this.

tom shakes his head again and dives into you, tongue asserting dominance over you as well as his body; his hands holding your wrists down to the bed. he can tell you’re struggling to keep them under him, seeing as you need him so badly. he smirks again into the kiss, letting your hands free to touch his body. up and down his chest and back and into the back of his curly hair.

simultaneously, you flip over to be on top. tom’s hands now find their way to your waist and breasts and ass, feeling you up everywhere he possibly can. it’s just now that you realize tom still has his clothes on - a tight fitted button up shirt with gray suit pants. the dark blue tie around his neck was already loose from the events that happened in the car.

with his hands firmly gripping your ass, you move the momentum to his neck, leaving wet and sloppy kisses all while trying to undo the tie completely. maybe it wasn’t loose enough, maybe you were just too distracted, but no matter what you tried, it wouldn’t come off.

tom sits up straight, you in his lap just waiting patiently and touching over the bulge in his pants out of habit. he rips off his tie and throws it somewhere across the room. he grabs your face with both hands, getting right back into the kiss he never wanted to have left. now he’s back on top, leaning over you at the foot of the bed.

for the purpose of catching his breath only, he stops and huffs out a smile at you, inching his way further and further down your body until he reaches such desired destination. the dress you were wearing was just tight enough and short enough he could easily pull the lace thong you were wearing off your legs. he pulls you closer to him, spreading your legs as he kisses your inner thighs and hips. just hovering you, his hot breath touching you, he knows exactly what he’s doing and watching you squirm and beg under his touch is the only thing he wants.

“baby, don’t tease,” you start and pull him up to be at your level. although his lips are now back on yours, where they’ve always belonged, his fingers are still teasing you at your entrance, where they’ve always belonged. he slips the tip of his finger in, curling it as he pumps it in and out.

you buck your hips as your back arches off of the bed, drawing tom in closer by grabbing on his curls and moaning breathlessly into his mouth. he slips another finger in and distracts you from the kiss. your head falls off the edge of the bed, leaving more neck space for tom to work with and kiss. he just keeps getting lower and lower with his kisses, his fingers going deeper.

with two fingers still pumping in you, curling in a “come here” motion, he flicks his tongue right over your throbbing clit. eventually moving all around it. your back is arched completely as your hips move with his mouth. he smirks up at you, tongue still out and making it’s magic.

“oh fuck,” you say through your breath, holding a fist full of curls in one hand and holding tom’s hand with the other. “i’m so close, babe.”

tom just flashes you a devilish smirk; evil, even. he slows down his pace, knowing he’s driving you crazy. he just wants to see you beg for him.

“ugh tommy,” you say as he pulls his fingers out of you, slipping them in his mouth to replace the warmth. “don’t be like that, you shake your head at him as he shrugs with this sheepish little naughty smirk on his face.

“oh, you’re bad,” you say to him, crawling over to him as he props himself up with pillows.

he gestures to the way he’s laying and then crosses his arms, his bottom lip in his mouth and his eyes watching you and teasing you. “is that so?” he raises his eyebrows.

you scrunch your nose and flash him a playful dirty look, your legs now straddling his waist. “i hate you,” you snark at him, lips only inches away from his.

“mmhm, yeah, you keep telling yourself that,” he looks at your lips, then back at your eyes, smiling a devious smile at you before diving in for your lips.

it’s slower and gentle. although you want it to be rough and fast-paced, you enjoy the soft touches of his nose against yours and the delicate scoops his lips make with yours. you moan a little into his mouth, needy for more. his hands slowly start to touch you again, only his fingertips dancing along your waist as you suddenly grab his wrists and pin them down on the bed.

his eyes fill with curiosity and wonder as he looks your face up and down, only picturing in his wildest imagination what you could do next.

“no, no,” you pry yourself off of his body, still straddling him and holding his hands out to his sides. “you’re not getting back in that easy,” you tsk at him.

“are you serious?” his mouth opens wide, almost surprised at how dominant you’re acting.

you nod your head, “dead serious.”

his eyes are devious, his lips are twitching; aching to say something but too curious to decide what should be said. making your way down his body, hands and fingers taking theit sweet time caressing every curve of his making goosebumps appear all over his skin.

with his shirt now unbuttoned and open, you trickle your fingers down the center of his abs and stop right at his belt. it’s one of his ticklish spots so he squirms a little and runs his fingers through your hair as you stare at his groin area in aw.

you unbuckle his belt, smiling up at him and seeing this needy, almost whiny look to him. and as you pull down the waist band of his briefs, his hard member pops out and sticks straight up (of course with that little curve to it that you loved so much).

“oh wow, is this all for me?” you tease while actually gawking at how mesmerizing his whole figure is.

tom rolls his eyes playfully, his hands still in your hair, “just shut up and put your mouth on it,” he teases back.

you smile at him and shrug (playfully), laughing it off with him as you purse your lips right over his tip. you know if you start off heavy at his tip, he’ll be close to bursting soon.

just by swirling your tongue around it repetitively, he bites his bottom lip, sucking in air and releasing it through moans and grabbing fistfuls of your hair tighter.

you very slowly ease into it - tommy’s friend can be a little much to take on all at once - glancing up at him and smile when he tries to hold in moans or when his jaw drops even ever so slightly. you could brush your finger across the very bottom and he’d moan, that’s how needy he was.

once you get into a groove, bobbing your head up and down while moving your tongue randomly over his tip and down his shaft, his moans get louder and he’s no longer trying to hide the fact that he’s getting blowed from anyone.

he starts to get really vocal - “that feels so good”, “you’re so good at this”, and just nonesense words through moans and deep gasps.

his hand is still on the back of your head, holding your hair back when he guides you further and further down until your lips reach his skin and the tip is at the back of your throat. the feeling of being so deep is scary, but so worth the thrill when you see the look on his face - amazed and pleased in so many ways.

you keep going faster, knowing he has to be close soon since you’ve started to massage his gems with it too. he’s watching you take all of him, and then his vision goes darker and he looks up, panting breathlessly before he relaxes his head completely.

a few breatht grunts escape from tom and you try to make out what he’s saying before it becomes clearer. “oh my god,” he breathes out again.

“just like that.”

he’s bucking his hips and holding the back of your head, closing his eyes to focus only on the pleasure he’s receiving. “mmm, don’t stop. i’m so close.”

you don’t. you go deeper and faster just because he’s said this, knowing he’s close makes you want to take him so far over the edge so you keep going.

you can tell he’s about to cum when he tightens up every muscle and every grasp he has on you, when he flexes his abs and moans louder and louder as you keep sucking him off even after his sweet warmth has filled your mouth and you’ve swallowed. once he gets too sensitive, he starts shaking a little and that’s when you know when to stop.

he’s breathing so heavily, still not able to open his eyes, a little sweaty, but it’s hot. you lay down next to him, catching your breath as well, smiling at him and waiting for some feedback.

“babe,” he starts. “that was amazing. please do whatever you did every time.” he turns his gaze to look at you and kiss you deeply, passionately, roughly.

“your turn now?” he suggests with a wink.

you just shake your head and chuckle at his cute face. “i actually just wanna be like this, cuddling naked and kissing and maybe falling asleep?” you play with the distinct curls of hair by his ears.

“okay,” he smiles so brightly at you, admiring you and brushing his thumb across your face.

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[kingquackdaddy]

Ugh I just need more Haz ff in my life. Lemme know if y’all know of any! ❤️

[tommyhoelland2013]

Boxing Lessons Tom is giving you boxing lessons for the first time and ends up being more into your physique than your techniques.

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Includes: Smut, DaddyKink!Tom, Rough!Tom

I stood behind Tom with my arms crossed over my chest as I watched him swiftly punch at the speed bag. Well, I had my eyes more on his bare back, watching his muscles tensing and relaxing over and over again, something to bite my lip over. He dropped his arms to his sides as he threw his head back, catching his breath.

He turned to me once he did. “Your turn.”

“You don’t expect me to be that fast the first time, now do you?” I asked with a single raised brow.

He chuckled, taking his water from my hands, “no, but I want you to try.” I fixed the wrap on my hands as I walked over to it. “Can you reach it, Y/N?” He teased.

I looked back, shooting him a nasty look as his eyes scanned up and down my body. “Yes.” I turned back and quickly began imitating his movement, just not punching it as fast.

“There you go. You’re doing great, darling!” He encouraged me as my arms quickly grew tired.

“Can I stop? My arms aren’t gonna hold up much longer.”

He laughed, stepping close behind me. “Keep going.” His hands hovered under my arms, making sure they wouldn’t fall.

“Please.”

“Thirty more seconds, I know you can.”

“Honestly, you suck. You really, really, really suck.”

“You wanted to learn how to box.” I rolled my eyes knowing he’s right and pushed myself to get through the last of it. “Alright, that’s it.” I dropped my arms by my sides and leaned into him. He draped his arm around my neck, “you’re great. A few more times on that and you’ll begin to get used to it.”

“What’s next?”

“The punching bag. I can show you some techniques.”

“Mmm… okay.” I nod my head as got off of him. We walked over to the punching bag he managed to install when he first moved in. I stood in front of it, “show me the technique.” I told him as he put water bottle down on to the nearby bench press.

He walked back to me, standing behind me with a hand on my waist. “So, you’re gonna want to put this foot forward.” He grabbed my bare thigh, pushing it outward, “and your legs gotta be spread apart a bit past shoulder width.” He muttered, pressing himself a bit into my backside.

I moved my leg out, “like this?”

“Good. Now, bring your hands up just above your shoulders.” I did as he told me. “Now, stand as straight as you can.” He pressed his hand against my stomach.

“I’m not standing straight already?”

“Almost.” I straightened out, ‘accidentally’ pressing myself into him. “Perfect,” he muttered to me before sighing. He cleared his throat, “this is a, uh… basic stance.”

“Yeah.”

“It’s the best stance for punching. Give it a try.” I jabbed a few times at the punching bag. He grinned, “you’re a natural.”

“So, what’s next?”

“If you put your hands up by your temples with enough room to see your opponent past your hands,” I followed along, moving in to the position he said, “this is a high stance, so that once you’ve closed the space between the two of you, you can use this to block their hits that’ll be coming towards your face. You want them to hit the lower parts of your arms. But you’ve gotta be careful now because all of this,” he ran his hand over my torso, “is exposed to be hit.”

I looked back at him, “so, what’s the stance called where you’re up against me and copping a feel?”

He laughed, “the you-look-great-in-this-sports-bra-and-shorts-and-I-can’t-help-myself stance.”

I turned around around to him leaving little space between us as I unraveled the wrap from my hand. “Maybe I could show you some of my techniques since you can’t help yourself so much.”

I let the wraps fall to the floor as he smirked at me. “Yeah, I wanna see what you’ve got, baby girl.”

I fold my arm around his neck, my hand snaking it’s way to the back of his hair. I pulled him down into a deep kiss. He held onto either of my hips, pulling me into his hardening member. My free hand untied the string on his gym short and looped my fingers into the band making his kisses a bit more aggressive. I took my hand from the band, slowly wandering over his lower stomach.

He bit down on my lip and tugged on it gently, turning me on. He brought his lips back to mine, bringing his hand over my ass to squeeze it. In one swift movement, his big hand smacked my ass causing me to moan against his lips. I could feel a slight smile on his as we kissed. His hand moved from my butt to between my legs, rubbing me over the thin cloth of my shorts.

I brought my lips to his neck, kissing his most sensitive spots and swiping my tongue over the skin, listening to the soft groans escape his lips as his fingers worked a little faster.

I kissed down his toned chest and torso, slowly bringing myself down to my knees. His hand moving up my body as I moved before resting on the side of my neck. I kissed his hip bones as I slipped off his shorts, agonizingly slow and let them fall to the floor. I dragged my hands against his hard length being held down by the band of his boxers. I plant gentle kisses to his cock over the cloth, keeping my eyes up on him.

Tom bit down on his bottom lip, watching me tease him. I hooked my hands in to the band on his boxers, allowing his long cock to spring free. I bit my lip, attempting to hold back the grin, but failing miserably.

“You like what you see, baby?” He questioned a bit of laughter in his voice.

“Absolutely, daddy.” He grinned, hearing that name.

I wrapped my hand around the base of his cock. I placed my tongue on the base, licking my way to the tip before slowly taking him in my mouth as much as I could and pumping the rest in my hand. He wrapped my ponytail around his hand, pushing farther down onto his cock. His control turning me on immensely.

“That’s it, baby.”

I placed my hands on his hips as he pushed down nearly his entire length. I moaned over him and brought one of my hand to his balls, cupping and gently squeezing them. He threw his head back, his breathing heavier as he still held me down on him, quickly thrusting into my mouth making my eyes water. I pushed myself off of him, catching my breath.

“Oh, fuck.” He groaned, “you always do that so well, darling.” He pushed the free strands of hair off my face with his free hand and wiped away the tears down my cheeks.

I wrapped my hand around his length, pumping him up and down quickly. I slid my other hand down into my own pants, gently rubbing my clit. He watched me touch myself and him as he muttered, “fuck.”

I licked the precum from his tip and lips fell apart as he ran his fingers through his lose curls. I bit down on my bottom lips, innocently looking up at him. He cupped his hand beneath my chin and I stood. He pulled my hand from my shorts and yanked them down to my thighs, his fingers sliding over my slit before pushing past my lips and thrusting his middle finger into my core as his thumb rubbed over my clit. His lips kissed my neck as he pushed me back, stepping out the shorts pooled at his feet until my back hit the cold mirror wall.

Tom pushed the shorts all the way off my legs and kicked them aside. He slipped in a second finger, thrusting his fingers quicker.

“Like that, baby.” I moaned out, throwing my arms around his neck, pulling him closer to me.

He smirked, pulling his fingers out from my core, bringing them to my lip, “taste yourself for me.” Without hesitating, I took his long fingers into my mouth and slowly gliding my tongue along them. “You are so sexy, Y/N.” He muttered, pulling out of my mouth and replacing it with his lips.

Tom grabbed at my thighs, lifting me off my feet and wrapping my legs around his waist. His grabbed his cock, placing self at the entrance of my core.

“How badly do you want me, darling?” He questioned against my lips.

“So bad.”

“Beg for it.”

“I want you to fuck me so badly, daddy, please…” I kissed him, “please.” With that, he thrust into me with all the force he could. I let out a loud moan.

“Like that?” He pressed his forehead to mine.

“Yes, daddy.”

He continued thrusting into me with all the power, his hand snaked to pussy and he began quickly rubbing my clit. I could tell he already wanted to cum the way he touched me, leaving me a moaning mess as he groaned.

“Tom, baby-”

He stopped thrusting and looked at me with raised brows. “Who?” He teased, pulling himself out of my pussy.

“Daddy, I’m sorry.” I moaned as he rubbed his cock between my lips and against my nub.

“That’s what I thought.” He muttered, taking my hand off the back of his head and holding it over my head.

He slipped inside of me with ease, thrusting a bit slower than before. His hand held my arm tightly above head as my walls clenched around him, he growled a deep, “fuck.”

I could feel the heat, building up inside of me as my breathing turned into panting as he brought me closer to the edge. He brought his thumb back to my clit, noticing how needy I had become. My free hand grabbed at his bicep, digging my nails into it and feeling it flex repeatedly as he rubbed my sensitive nub. I began bucking my hips into his and pulling him closer to me with my legs.

“Look at me when you cum, baby girl.” He whispered to me.

Those words did it for me. I looked up at him like he wanted as my nerves unraveled and slew of curse words slipped from my lips. My toes curled and my eyes fell shut from the immense pleasure. I let go of his waist, sliding down against the mirror to my knees. Tom let go of my wrist and I wrapped my hand around his cock as he leaned forward, resting his forehead against the glass as his hand rest on my cheek, rubbing the bottom of my lip of my mouth that I left open for him.

I pumped his cock as his breathing became heavier and grunts and moans left his lips. His hand moved to the back of my ponytail, tightly gripping my hair before he came. His warm cum made it’s way into and around my mouth. He caught his breath, his chest heaving up and down as he watched me swallow his cum.

“Fuck,” he chuckled, “you’re such a good girl.” I stood up on my slightly trembling legs and leaned into him. He rest his forehead on mine instead of the mirror. “We’ll have to finish sessions like this from here on out.” He suggested as he grabbed my ass.

I laughed, “we didn’t even get to finish the lesson, Tom.”

“There’s always next time to pick up where we left off. Now, how about we head upstairs for a shower?” I smirked and nod my head, knowing he’d be up for a round two.

[tomhollandfics]

Can you do a fic list with lots of dirty talk please?

here's a few - my dom!tom fic list may have a few you like too x

*For Luck - @dis-connectedtom

*Begging - @screamholland

*Raw - @screamholland

*Laced - @flower-cage

*Dirty Halloween - @spideyyeet

*Drunk On Your Love - @buckyownsmylife

*As He Pleases - @hollandcrush

[sparkletom]

DIRTY DANCING | CHAPTER 1 | TOM HOLLAND FANFICTION

MASTERLIST

SUMMARY: As the day of the screen test rolls around Y/N is anxious to play opposite her screen partner who aggravates her in every way possible. With a studio full of a hopeful camera crew, investors and a keen director, the pressure is on for her and Tom to nail their only chance at signing the deal on their dream role in Hollywood.

PAIRING: TOM HOLLAND x ACTOR!READER

CONTAINS: Swearing, Angst, Fluff, maybe smut who knows...

WORD COUNT: 1706

SCENE INSPO: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b1OGN-1QhHI&feature=emb_title

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For the past week, you'd been completely immersed in every potential situation that could happen whilst filming with Tom Holland. This film is so important to you, and you can't let an off-screen relationship ruin an opportunity like this, however, to say it hadn't been haunting you would be a big lie.

By the time Monday had rolled around, you'd decided that the best thing to do was stay professional; work hard, be kind and stay focused. That way nothing could possibly go wrong, right? Well, it didn't last long. The moment you saw Tom you were struggling to stay polite.

"Hey, I'm Y/N" You smile, holding your hand out and hoping your introduction would maybe mean that the first time you two met didn't actually happen.

"Yeah, I know. I'm Tom" He smirks, taking your hand and shaking it briefly.

"Look, act like a dick all you want when were offset, but I swear to God if you ruin this for me, I will break your neck, and your balls whilst we're at it" You quip, making his smirk only grow wider.

Folding his arms he leant back against the wall of the trailer you were both in. "Darling, I'm not going to ruin this for you."

You roll your eyes and take a sip of the coffee that is clenched in your other hand.

Leaning forward slightly, he lets out a small laugh and then rolls his head from backwards. "I'm excited to do this, besides it's not every day I get to play the romantic interest of a pretty girl."

"Pretty girl? Hun, I'm more than just a pretty girl" You snarl, pulling your phone from your pocket. Your makeup artist should be here by now to help you escape this misery, but she's not, so this was something you were going to have to manage on your own.

"I bet you are."

You really disliked this guy. He was cocky, arrogant and really fucking hot. Why did he have to be so god damn good looking?

"Hey Y/N, sorry I'm late" Katie smiles, a red tint subtly kissing her cheeks.

"It's okay! Tom was just leaving."

You look up from your phone, noticing the brunette's eyes burning into you. You smile sarcastically and watch as he raises his hands in defeat.

"Hey, I'm Tom. Nice to meet you" He smiles at Katie, taking her hand and shaking it lightly. You let a laugh slip through your lips without realising watching this arrogant prick turn into Mr Nice Guy all of a sudden. The two exchange there hello's before Tom heads for the door. Turning back to you he stops and smirks, "See you at the screen test Y/N".

You both watch as he shuts the door.

"Now he's one cutie!" Katie's eyebrows were lifted high before she riggled them. "And you're the lucky bitch who gets to be his one and only in this film."

"Are you kidding me? He's an asshole!"

Katie was your best friend. She'd been your makeup artist since day one, and you vowed that from the day you met her, she'd be your companion through your career and life. She was talented, beautiful but most importantly honest, and that's what had always stuck with you. When you're being treated like you're better than most other people, it's easy to think that you are and Katie was the one who called you out on your shit and pulled you back down to reality.

"He seems nice! He introduced himself to me, and that's a lot more than most of these A-Listers do." She tuts, laying her bags down on the table. Opening up the sleeves, there were rolls and rolls of brushes, colours and powders lay all in order and organised. You wouldn't have a clue what to do with half of the stuff even if you tired, but damn she's talented.

"Well, he has something against me. The first time he met me he was an asshole and the second time he met me he was an asshole. This is going to be a long 2 months Katie, I don't know if I can do it." You tell her honestly. She sighs and takes a seat next to you, her hand resting over the top of yours.

"Look, you've wanted this role for as long as I've known you, don't let some guy ruin that." She was right. This was your dream and you were finally here. You'd be crazy to let anything get in your way. "Besides, maybe you might even be friends with him at the end of it."

"Was that supposed to be funny? Because if it was then it wasn't" you smile, as she ruffles your hair slightly.

"Anyway, I have news" She grins, starting on your skin. The smug look on her face couldn't be missed from a mile off. "I met this really cute boy."

"Where?!" You shriek, jumping suddenly in excitement.

"Sit still, you're a pain in my ass." Placing her hands on your shoulders you apologise before she continues. "Here! On set! His names Harrison."

"Oh my God! Is he handsome? Is he nice? Do you love him?" You spit out, wanting to chew all of the information in the fastest way possible.

"Yes, yes and are you on crack?"

Rolling your eyes you relax slightly and watch as her lips try to not pull upwards. It was cute, she definitely liked the guy.

"Well, when do I get to meet him?"

Shrugging her shoulders, she pulls out a lip liner and draws gracefully along the outline of your lips. Before she gets the chance to speak a runner knocks on the door and announces that the directors ready for the screen test, hinting that she needs to hurry up. After following her command to rub your lips together you get up and follow the runner, inhaling deeply as the sudden fear hits you. You weren't well known at all. Tom Holland was. If this didn't work out they could easily sack you off and pull a much more popular actress into the role instead of swapping out Tom. After all, he'd be playing a big part in pulling in ratings; you would not.

When you got to the room where you'd be screening, your heart was beating faster than you thought it ever could. There we're people and cameras scattered around, and the director talking to Tom.

"Y/N! I was just saying to Tom that I'm so happy I managed to get you both onboard. I really have a lot of faith in the two of you" He smiles, patting Tom on the back. "You know the drill anyway. This shouldn't take more than a few takes, maybe even one if we're lucky. We're doing the scene were Jonny and Baby have their little argument before getting down and dirty."

Chuckling, he sits down in this chair and gets handed some papers by a runner before telling you both to get ready and comfortable.

"Please tell me you've learnt your lines" You mutter, running a hand through the curls you'd had put in place.

"Look, I know you think I'm an ass but at least don't think I'm not professional." He sighs with irritation laced in his voice. You stop on your marker and look at him.

"Sorry, it's just you haven't seemed even slightly interested in your role since you've got here. I thought it was just another job for you". Your voice is still bitter, but the look of sadness that flashes behind his eyes makes the taste of your previous words slightly stale.

"Well I do care, more than you think." He spits, the glint of sadness quickly going stale too.

"Are you both ready?" The two of you snap your heads to the director who's watching you through the screen in front of him. Nodding, you put your head down and prepare for what's about to come. "Action"

To say you were taken back by the emotion in Tom's lines was an understatement. He pulled off Johnny's role so effortlessly and dare say it, maybe even better than Patrik Swayze. It was hard to match but playing alongside him was actually rewarding; you were actually getting something back from your screen partner for once, instead of trying to draw chemistry from thin air.

After running the dialogue, you say the last line you had. The line you were scared to say in all honesty, purely because of the raunchy choreography you had to endure after it.

"Dance with me?"

The whole studio is dead silent, and in that very moment, you forget you're even there. Tom's topless figure is stood opposite you, leaning forward ready to take your body in his arms.  You let out a shaky breath as your hand moves its way along his shoulders into his hair. If you thought your heart was beating fast before, well this was something else.

This was the first time you'd probably looked into the boy's eyes. He had a strand of hair that was loose over the one, but none the less they were both locked with yours. This was weird. This guy irritated you more than anything, yet right now he was turning you on big style. His lips looked fucking great. Kissable even, and they were getting closer. Closer and closer and you glanced down and closed your eyes ready to taste the pure-

"CUT"

You pull away instantly and look at the floor, wishing it would swallow you whole and never spit you back out again.

"That was amazing. We don't need another take, it was perfect." The director gasps throwing his arms in the air. "I knew this would work!"

You glance up at Tom and notice his gaze burning onto you.

"Fairplay Baby, you can act."

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[dullstyle]

Hi! my name is lee and I want to start writing things :) I have to be honest, It's would be hard for me to write about a character I don't know about or don't particularly like so these are...the options? I guess? Any JATP member / character, Harry styles, tom holland / peter parker, almost everyone from twilight...and that's all I can think of...

If you could maybe send me some requests...? I want to get better at writing and hopefully make people happy with scenarios I can make up.

(also if i chose to do sacha or madison I would not age them up even for a fictional story. I don't mind writing smut but it's uncomfortable for me to write one about a minor so fluff for them only)

(not my gif)