#tom on guitar i moaned

[v4mpgutz]

Peppers, Slytherin Boys [ DRABBLE ]

— the slytherin boys + band au. this will include theodore nott, mattheo riddle, lorenzo berkshire, draco malfoy, blaise zabini and tom riddle (bc i said so) also the bandname.. ur probably thinking "how original" /sar but i couldnt think of anything JENDN

slytherin boys band

warnings ! — a little bit suggestive in some parts (hehehaha), mentions of smoking/cigarettes, mentions of eye pulling

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thinking about these boys starting a band together. they decide the positions will go as such: tom as lead guitarist + sub-vocals, mattheo on drums, theo as the bassist, draco on keyboard, enzo as main vocals and blaise as sub-guitarist.

they sit there in the common room, everyone bickering about who can come up with a better band name. tom sighs and pulls at his eyes with a groan. do they ever shut up?

draco scoffs and turns to tom, "alright then. think you've got a better name?"

tom blinks and gives him a blank look before saying, "uh yes. i've got plenty of better names actually." the boys look at him expectantly and suddenly tom is realising he has to give them a name suggestion, (spoiler alert: he actually had none.)

the usually quiet prefect clears his throat, "how about the deatheaters?" he asks. good, he thinks, that came out more certain than it did in my head.

mattheo raises his eyebrows in surprise and clicks his tongue. "damn, that's actually kind of sick. vote?" he glances around to see multiple grins and aggressive nodding from lorenzo (he gets excited easily.)

they practice for months, sometimes missing dinner and even breakfast just to get more acquainted with their positions and instruments. they finally convince dumbledore to let them play at a school dance — he's definitely slightly regretting it but he figures he can't take it back now.

theo swallows anxiously as he sees just how many students showed up to the dance and blaise sighs as he places a hand on the boy's shoulder. "chill, mate. we're going t' kill it out there."

"why are there so many people?!" theo attempts to whisper as he turns to his bandmates with wide-eyes. tom shrugs, draco shakes his head and continues reading over his music sheet, lorenzo chews his lip — just as nervous as theo... and mattheo? well...

"duh," the curly-haired boy gives a crooked smirk, cocky as ever. "they're here to see us — and by us i mean me."

tom smacks his brother in the shoulder and mattheo winces, rubbing it in a soothing manner. "i was kidding!"

dumbledore calls them onto the make-shift stage while the curtains are closed and mattheo throws his cigarette onto the floor, digging into it with his foot to put it out. blaise gags, "that's a disgustung habit."

mattheo shrugs and the band make their way onto the stage, taking their places. enzo up front, tom on his right and a little behind, mattheo at the back with his drumkit kind of floating in the air (magic perks), theo in the same place as tom but left, draco diagonally to mattheo's left and blaise just next to enzo.

lorenzo and tom clear their throats and take a sip from their water bottles before scrambling to peg them into the wings (accidentally hitting professor slughorn for which tom winces and apologises.) mattheo counts in with his sticks before starting in with a relatively quick beat, guitars being strummed and keyboard notes being played.

enzo's voice is a little deeper than usual and the crowd's reaction made it clear that they weren't expecting it. people from different houses looked up at the band, mesmorised.

mattheo had a grin on his face, his curls bouncing gently against his sweaty forehead as he hit the drums. blaise was focusing on the neck of his guitar, making sure not to mess up any notes, his skin so pretty under the gold stage light. tom couldn't care less about the audience but when his fingers moved quickly, so smooth against the strings of his guitar as he backed enzo's vocals and girls started screaming — it definitely boosted his ego a little. theo was more relaxed now, his eyes showing excitement as his stomach settled. draco blew strands of hair that fell out of his slicked back style away from his face, messing up a few chords but he was certain nobody noticed anyway.

when they finish up, the boys felt a rush of adrenaline and pride as everyone starts whistling and clapping.

they rush off the stage all giddy, smacking eachother on the back as they whoop and grin at eachother.

"whose idea was this again?" blaise asks, raising a brow.

tom shrugs with a sly smirk and hands a lighter to mattheo after he whines about needing a light for his cigarette. "no idea, but it was genius."

giggling kicking my feet twirling my hair hehehaha, definitely will be writing oneshots for each of them with this band au in the future theyre so hot

[littlexdeaths]

i get off - e.m.

perv eddie munson x perv fem reader

you don’t know that i know, you watch me every night…

18+ ONLY MDNI

warnings: voyeurism, masturbation (f & m), eddie is lil peeping tom but reader loves it, they both steal each other’s shit, oral (f receiving), fingering, cum eating, choking, spanking, dirty talk, mean!dom eddie, unprotected piv sex, cream pie, squirting, they both are nasty freaks

a/n: this is another edit and repost from my old account. it’s one of my favorite fics so i had to move it over here. enjoy freaks xx. 😘

based on i get off by halestorm

word count: 3.8k

you’re sprawled out on your bed, fingers running through your drenched folds. clad in only an oversized iron maiden t-shirt and a pair of knee high socks, you’re everything he’s ever wanted. plucked directly out of one of his dirtiest fantasies.

you can feel his eyes on you, you always do.

not that he realizes that.

and while you’ve lived barely ten feet apart for your entire lives, eddie has never had the courage to make a move.

so he settles for this— watching you through his bedroom window.

fantasizing that the delicate fingers now dipping inside you were his. and the fist currently wrapped around his thick cock was smaller, softer. yours.

the first time he witnessed you like this it was a complete accident.

you had been pent up all day, and didn’t think to shut your bedroom curtains before slipping your hand inside your panties. the bedside lamp bathing your room in a muted yellow hue. eddie had been working on a new song, guitar perched on his lap.

he was frustrated with trying to string together this new melody, glancing up in utter annoyance. that is until his gaze drifted towards the window, his eyes widened and his cock stirred in his jeans.

you looked beautiful, you always did. however this was the most vulnerable state you could be in, and the fact that he got to witness it— made you all the more enchanting to him.

he’d be embarrassed to admit that watching you touch yourself made him cum in his jeans, completely untouched. and that first time you were none the wiser, not noticing the dark eyes that were trailing your figure. but once eddie had gotten a taste he couldn’t get enough.

eagerly waiting by his bedroom window to enjoy his new favorite nightly program… you.

you weren’t sure exactly how long he’d been doing it for, but the night you caught him in the act, it awoke something within you. while eddie made sure to keep his bedroom light off, the moonlight was not on his side that night.

it had filled his room in a soft white glow, highlighting his pale skin. his naked form perched on the edge of his unmade bed, stroking his shaft in tandem with each thrust of your fingers.

his moans are what gave him away, as your eyes were squeezed shut in pleasure. but he’d gotten a little too carried away, thinking about how pretty your pussy would look stuffed full with his cock.

the thin walls of the trailer doing nothing to conceal his sounds. when your eyes finally opened, you were met with the most glorious sight you’ve ever seen.

eddie fucking himself into his fist, his head tilted back as he spilled all over his ringed fingers. the image alone had your eyes rolling back, body shaking as your orgasm ripped through you. one of the most intense you’ve ever had, and from that night on you always kept your curtains open.

desperately chasing that euphoric feeling again.

while you didn’t always see him, you knew he was there. the feeling of his greedy eyes on you was enough to have you cumming harder than you ever have in your entire life. your whimpers were muffled but still rang through his ears as he’d make a mess all over his hand and chest.

different images of you— on your knees, on top of him, taking you from behind, or his favorite with his head buried between your thighs.

it was slowly driving him crazy, and he couldn’t seem to get enough of you. he needed more. he quickly found himself staring out his window any chance he could. gazing longingly as you floated around your bedroom.

he watched you change, get ready for the day, study with your college textbooks. your pencil resting in between your teeth. eddie knew it was wrong, that if you ever found out you would be revolted.

if he only knew it was the exact opposite, and how you couldn’t finish without feeling his eyes on you. but you also needed more, desperate to feel his weight on top of you. his mouth trailing over your skin, his cock stretching you out perfectly.

so you became bolder, going as far as to leave your bedroom window open. letting your moans drift through the night air, teasing him further.

and when you noticed some of your panties had gone missing it only heightened your desire for him. knowing he was in your room, touching your things… holding your panties up to his nose as he came all over himself.

grunts of your name escaped his pouted lips, and his left yours as you drenched your fingers. but it wasn’t enough.

you needed him.

fueled by your insatiable lust you found yourself gazing at him more and more. as he sat on his messy floor, playing guitar or working on a dnd campaign. focusing intently on his fingers, and imagining just how good they would feel inside you.

but your favorite was when he was fresh out of the shower. his dark curls were drenched, water dripping down his inked chest. the patch of hair that disappeared beneath his towel drove you absolutely mad.

so you took a play out of his own book, sneaking into his room while he was working at benny’s. or coming home late from a gig at the hideout, surrounding yourself in everything that was so distinctly eddie.

eddie honestly wasn’t concerned when a few of his shirts had gone missing. or a pair of his cum stained boxers, a guitar pick… as he lost things all the time. he simply chalked it up to his forgetful nature, either he misplaced them or lent them to someone.

that is until tonight, as he peered through your window for what felt like the millionth time. his heart was in his throat as he instantly recognized the iron maiden shirt adorning your frame as his.

the realization dawns on him that you knew exactly what he’d been doing this whole time… and instead of being disgusted or upset, you liked it. enough so that you began doing the same thing to him.

that epiphany made any reservations or fears he still had fade into nothingness. the male decided that he couldn’t sit back and only watch you anymore.

he had to have you.

the brunette rose to his feet, pulling a pair of sweatpants over his long legs before slipping out of his bedroom window. quickly dropping onto the ground as he walks the short distance to your adjoined trailer.

his large hands grip the bottom of the window sill, pushing it open the rest of the way before he’s hoisting himself through it. a small gasp leaves you as he tumbles inside and onto your bedroom floor.

eddie is quick to get back on his feet, as you eagerly eye the obvious tent in his gray sweats. licking his plump lips as he sizes you up. he stalks forward like a predator, slowly crawling onto your bed and between your spread legs.

the male grabs your wrist, coaxing your fingers out of your drenched cunt. raising them up to his mouth, slipping them between his lips with a deep groan. “such a dirty little girl, aren’t you?”

for once you’re speechless, his actions jumbling your already fuzzy thoughts. you never imagined he’d actually come through your window, like you’d been dreaming about for weeks.

“speak for yourself munson…” your confidence suddenly comes rushing back, pushing your fingers deeper into his mouth. feeling your wetness pooling onto the bed sheets as he swirls his tongue around them.

“guess we’re both a little dirty, huh baby?” eddie chuckles as he removes your fingers from his mouth, now leaning over you.

letting yourself fall back against the pillow, his face mere inches from yours. this is the closest you’ve ever gotten to him, now noticing the light freckles dotted along the bridge of his nose. the dimple that indents his cheek as he smirks down at you, little things that you found utterly endearing.

his hands begin drifting down your sides, his smirk only widening as you shudder beneath him. “is that what does it for ya? you like being watched sweetness?” he grips the fabric of his shirt, starting to push it up your torso.

you wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him flush against you. “i get off on you…” you slowly trail your lips up his throat, sucking harsh bruises onto his pale skin. the male letting out a husky moan as you nip at his ear, “getting off on me.”

eddie curses under his breath before he’s pinning you down against the mattress, his lips crashing against yours. your fingers tangle in his wild curls, kissing him back just as forcefully. all the pent up sexual tension and desire now spilling from both of you, as his hips rut into yours. feeling his hard length pressing onto your thigh, moaning into his mouth.

your impatience seems to get the better of you as you grip onto one of his wrists, guiding his large hand in between your thighs. a not so subtle way of telling him exactly what you wanted, the male nipping at your lower lip before he’s leaning back onto his knees.

spreading your thighs even wider, as his dark eyes zero in on the mess between them. his fingers dip between your folds, gathering your sticky nectar on the digits. swirling them around your swollen clit before moving lower.

the metalhead teases you as he circles the tip of his middle finger on your entrance. barely pushing it inside you before removing it, a wet squelch filling the room. “oh listen to her purr for me baby… you want my fingers inside you?”

you nod frantically, lifting your hips up in an effort to get him closer to where you needed him. but he pulls them away immediately, causing you to whine from the loss. eddie grabs your cheeks in his hand, squishing them together as he meets your hooded gaze. “i asked you a question, sweet cheeks.”

he watches as your eyes glaze over more, the dominance he was exuding turning your brain to mush. “and i expect an answer, or is that pretty little head of yours too fucked out for me?” his tone is condescending, borderline rude but it only seems to fuel the fire in between your legs.

you let out a soft whimper, the male letting go of your cheeks to trail his sticky fingers down your jaw.

“need your fingers eddie…” the male chuckles, wrapping his hand around your neck. hovering his face over yours, his thumb stroking the column of your throat.

“need them where, hm?”

you’re quickly becoming impatient, and he can tell from how your lips jut out into a pout. thighs closing in around his own, in an attempt to feel some kind of friction.

“come on now… don’t ya wanna be a good girl for me?” he can see the effect those words have on you, your pupils dilating and your breath hitching in your throat.

“put them inside me.”

while your tone is meant to be demanding, it comes out as more of a plea than anything else. your heart is racing in anticipation as his fingers trail down your stomach. cupping your cunt in the palm of his hand, “and what do good girls say?”

you now realize your mistake, the male raising a brow as he awaits your answer. “please touch me.” eddie is quick to reward you, plunging two fingers into your awaiting heat.

“see? now you’re learning,” another string of curses leaves his mouth as your walls tighten around his fingers and a high pitched moan falls from yours.

“shit sweetheart, you’re so fucking tight.” he curls the digits up, watching in awe as your back arches off the mattress.

“fuck i need to taste you,” he mumbles more to himself as he lays between your thighs. his tongue darting out, encircling your clit with an urgency you’ve never experienced with anyone else before.

the noises you’re making are music to his ears, and while he’s heard them before— you’ve never sounded quite so needy. pride blossoms in his chest knowing it was because of him, you needed him. he was making you feel this good.

your thighs begin to tremble as he increases the pressure of his tongue, pumping his fingers faster.

“m-more need more.” while eddie wanted to reprimand you for not using your manners, he’s been waiting to have you like this for far too long.

but he’d make sure you didn’t forget next time… if there was a next time. he hoped there would be.

he slips a third finger inside you, the long, thick digits reaching places you never realized existed until now.

and now that you knew what they felt like, your own would never suffice again.

“aww pretty thing, you gonna cum?” he chuckles mockingly as the sound vibrates against your core.

the feeling only aiding in bringing your release that much closer, as your eyes flutter shut. a harsh slap on your thigh has them flying back open, your eyes meeting his as he looks up at you from his position between them.

“eyes on me,” his tone is stern, commanding as his tongue returns to assaulting your swollen bud.

as you start to grind your hips up against his mouth, it pushes his fingers even deeper inside you. hitting that sweet spot that has you crying out a broken, “oh god, please.”

eddie hums against you, increasing the speed of his fingers. “i prefer master… but god has a nice ring to it.” if you weren’t on the brink of an orgasm you might have found that funny, not registering his soft laughter as he sucks harshly on your clit.

the sensation is what finally sends you over the edge, your thighs squeezing around his head and trapping him there.

not that he would ever dare complain.

once you settle back into the mattress is when he pulls away, crawling back up your body towards you. your excitement covers his chin in a light sheen, now tasting yourself as he kisses you with a bruising force.

you reach for the waistband of his sweats, tugging them down his legs. feeling his cock rubbing against the bare skin of your thigh, and you want nothing more than to feel it hard and heavy on your tongue.

“wanna taste you too eds,” you whine as he trails his lips across your jaw, sucking onto your skin. as much as he would love to have you gagging on his cock, his impatience had reached its peak.

“next time sweetness… need to be inside you.”

you clench around nothing at the thought of him filling you up. the promise of a next time making your heart flutter beneath your ribs.

eddie unwillingly untangles himself from you, now standing at the edge of the bed to remove his sweats. his cock stands at full attention as you sit up, eagerly crawling towards him. your mouth waters at the sight, finally able to admire him how you’ve been dying to for the last few weeks.

you wrap one of your hands around the base of his shaft, glancing up at him as you lick up the pre-cum that was smeared across his pink tip. the male grips a fistful of your hair in his hand, tugging you off his dick as a small whimper leaves you.

“hands and knees— now.” he nearly growls at you, releasing you as you continue to look up at him in a daze.

“don’t make me repeat myself baby.”

and as much as you would love to test how far you could push his buttons, that would be saved for a later date. so you do as you’re told, crawling away from him now on your hands and knees.

feeling his eyes trailing over the plush skin of your ass, “take a picture munson, it’ll last longer.”

what you don’t expect is to hear the snap of your polaroid camera, whipping your head around to see the shit eating grin he was sporting. setting the camera and picture down on your dresser once more, “just following orders sweet cheeks.” he chuckles, crawling onto the bed behind you.

eddie lands a firm smack on your ass, his chest now draped across your back. his hot breath fanning over your neck as he leans forward to whisper in your ear, “face the mirror, you aren’t gonna wanna miss this baby.”

your thighs clench together, now turning to face the full length mirror that stood across from your bed.

you glance at yourself briefly before your eyes trail upwards, now meeting his in the reflection. a cocky grin tugs at the corner of his mouth, his hands now roaming the full expanse of your ass.

feeling the tip of his cock brush against your core, pushing your hips back so you could feel more. eddie’s calloused hands grip you tightly, stopping any further movement on your part.

“don’t be fucking greedy, you’ll take what i give you.”

you squeak out a small apology, keeping your eyes focused on him as he rubs the tip of his cock through your folds. gasping once he slowly pushed himself into your awaiting heat, a strangled moan tumbling from his lips.

his eyes squeeze shut as he bottoms out, his balls flush against the curve of your ass. you feel incredibly full, the stretch so divine it makes your head spin.

“eddie please.” you mewl, watching as his brown eyes meet yours.

desperate for him to do something— anything.

eddie’s rings dig into your hips, his eyes glancing down to watch as he slides his cock back out. groaning as you’ve already coated his length in your arousal, a sight he’d only ever seen in his dreams.

“gonna give you everything,” he grunts before slamming himself back inside, knocking the air out of your lungs as you fall forward onto the mattress.

you grip the edge of it for support as he continues to rock his hips into yours, this new angle allowing him to rub against your sweet spot perfectly. keeping your eyes locked on the mirror, the image of him behind you— thrusting into you will be seared in your memory forever.

the black ink swirling on his skin, the light sheen of sweat on his chest. the veins in his forearms that are much more noticeable as he grips you tighter. he looks more like a greek god than anyone had a right to.

your jaw is slack, mouth hanging open as you continue to watch him. the little ‘uh uh uhs’ that leave your lips mix with the sound of your skin slapping together. now filling the quiet space of your bedroom.

“taking me so well— this pussy was made for me.”

eddie moans, completely distracted by the way your pussy flutters around him. the creamy ring that’s formed around the base of his cock expanding with each thrust of his hips.

“look at me,” you whine, that signature smirk returning to his features as he meets your eyes in the mirror once more.

“aww poor little baby,” he coos, slipping his hand between your thighs and landing a harsh slap on your already sensitive bud. “always need my eyes on you… don’t you?”

a string of curses slips past your lips as you nod your head. “need it,” you whimper as his calloused fingertips circle over your clit. “need you.”

your words seem to have quite the effect on him, a low growl leaving him as he fucks into you even harder.

“what do you need me to do, pretty girl? tell me.” it takes you a minute before you can answer him, the male having fucked any coherent thoughts from your head.

“n-need it inside.” is the best you can manage, but eddie understands all too well.

it’s what he had hoped you would say, “yeah, you want me to fuck you so full? ruin this pretty little pussy for anyone else?” your eyes roll back in your head, as the male wraps his other hand around your throat.

he handles you like a rag doll as he pulls you up, your back now flush against his sweaty chest. the action forces his cock even deeper inside you, brushing against your cervix. his hand that was wrapped around your throat is now cradling your jaw, guiding your gaze back to the mirror.

your half lidded eyes watch as he leans forward, his lips grazing the shell of your ear, “this pussy is mine now, got that sweetness?”

it’s suddenly all too much, the rubber band in your middle finally snaps as your body trembles in his embrace. cries of his name and ‘yours yours yours’ tumbling from your mouth.

the brunette watches in amazement as you drench his thighs, your bed sheets— the pressure almost forcing him out completely.

the metalhead curses as he continues to bounce you on his cock, the wet squelching of your pussy finally sending him over the edge. grunting as he pumps you full of his cum, your body falling limp against his chest.

you’re both panting as you come down from your highs. his touch on your hips is much more gentle than before as he coaxes you onto your back.

you hum contently, eyes fluttering shut as exhaustion hits you. eddie cradles your face in his palms, pressing soft kisses to each of your eyelids before his touch suddenly disappears.

your eyes fly open in alarm, reaching out for him as he presses a kiss to your knuckles, “don’t worry… you aren’t rid of me just yet.”

eddie chuckles as he spreads your thighs apart, his dark eyes watching intently as his cum drips out of you. pooling onto the bed beneath you, making an even bigger mess of your sheets.

his head dips lower, inhaling as he gathers the mixture of both your arousal onto his awaiting tongue. moaning before diving in deeper, “shit, we taste good together.”

“too much,” you whimper, wiggling your hips away from his eager mouth due to the oversensitivity.

eddie presses a kiss to each of your thighs before he joins you once more, collapsing next to you with a boyish grin on his face. you reach out to trace the stubble along his jaw, your fingertips brushing over his plump lips.

you feel him release a shaky breath against your fingertips, the look he’s giving you makes your stomach do a little flip.

“so… is it too late to ask you out on a date?”

[vickyzangels]

You do NSFW too right? If so could you do Tom going down on reader?

% “너와 천천히 오래 걷고 싶어 until the end of time.”

# synopsis ; redemption era?? resurrection era? idk🧍🏻‍♀️

# pairing ; tom kaulitz x reader

# word count ; 614

# warnings ; nsfw (mdni), recreational drug use, he’s pussywhipped, tom is a, what does ice spice call them? a munch.

a/n ; YALL….. i completely scrapped the fic i was working on like i hate to admit it but i couldn’t do it i scrapped it 😭 but at least i found out something important from it, that i am entirely incapable of having any plot, like i can do a blurb at BEST, but god forbid i put even a minor storyline in. i might go back to it one day when i’m that deep and far into the trenches but the a/n for that fic literally looks like this so…;

he can tie cherry stems with his tongue alone. no hands. gn.

kind of relates but kind of doesn’t anyway one of his favorite things to do while eating you out is fingering you (MY GODDDDD)

his calloused hands from guitar-playing are brushing up EVERY corner inside you, curling and making “come-hither” motions to reach that spot that has you squeezing your legs around his hands and yet he does NOT care, continuing up from your cunt to leave the most sweetest and innocent kisses and marks on your neck like he wasn’t hovering over you and abusing your g-spot till you squirted into his hand

on that topic, he LOVES squirters like he likes creamers too (he doesn’t discriminate), but he’s so into it like, god forbid he gets you to squirt (in which he always does) because he’ll happily come up soaked in your juices like a puppy

i’ve never mentioned this anywhere else but he’s 50/50 in bed with his attitude (that sounds so vague i’m sorry) and i mean that he is generally serious like he’ll fuck your brains out while sternly whispering in your ears about how much of a dirty slut you are HOWEVER, on the flip side of things he acts like he’s sooo damn funny 😐 like he’ll jokingly nip at you while going down on you (obviously lightly he doesn’t want to hurt you) and laugh when you look at him like 😧

he gets so weak if you sit on his face. his hands are wandering everywhere, spots on your hips where there are guaranteed to be bruises by tomorrow by how hard he’s holding you down onto him and his other hand going up to rub and hold your body while he groans into you because everytime his voice vibrates on you it makes you shiver🧎🏻‍♀️listen, tom has fuckboy experience he can keep going for ROUNDS before he decides to cum once but when you’re on top of him squeezing your thigh around his head, HE’S A GONER.

whether or not you smoke, you hypothetically do for this; tom’s such a slut for the way you taste the main reason why you ever get overstimulated when he eats you out is because you taste so good to him, so when you two smoked a blend that had flowers in it for calming effect, it doubled for an aphrodisiac and you had to pry him from your pussy.

about an hour ago, you and tom smoked blunts with a new blend you found from your dealer that only piqued your interest because she explained to you it also worked as an aphrodisiac. truth be told, that was the only thing you actually registered come out of her mouth cause you zoned out when she started talking, but knowing you and tom fucked like bunnies, you told her to take all your money and you were on your way. so now here you were, on your back with your legs over tom’s shoulders god near choking him to death (not that he was complaining), gasping moans into the air while your hand made its way to tom’s head, making weak efforts to push him away. “to- mm..! i can’t take it!” starting to writhe your hips, accidentally bucking further into tom’s mouth. he was pushing you and he knew it, pushing you towards your 4th orgasm and counting and he had no intention of stopping any time soon, especially not when whatever in that blunt was making you suddenly taste so much sweeter. not when whatever was in that blunt was making the music sensually slow down, or making your moans so honey smooth.

a/n ; last blurb’s dialogue was definitely… 😟 but all i know is that i’m leaving the longer fics to people like @arquiiva and omg i think i’m back? and i also watched astv so i’m adding that to the topic list in guidelines but yeah i’ll try not to leave out of no where again

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[sku1l-b4e]

Maybe like We are tom's best friend and have a sleepover at his anddd in the middle of the night we get thirsty or Need to go to the Toilette (you can choose it doesnt matterrr) and a Part of Bill's door is open and you see him masturbating (☺️) and he Sees you maybe or you Go to him and be like ,,Hey sorry your door was open" I DONT KNOWW" (rest is up to you)

(My english is bad im sorry and sorry that it is so long)

Sorry !!

It was early in the morning, probably not even past 2:30AM, so it was no surprise that your best friend, Tom, is still asleep next to you. You slowly sit up, trying to avoid waking the sleeping boy beside you, his arm feel from around your ribs to your lap as your rest your head against the headboard, you glance around the dark room, admiring the collection of guitars before a sudden wave of dehydration comes over you. You groan quietly and remove Tom's arm from your lap, slowly standing from his bed and stretching out your back.

You leave Tom's room, silently making your way down the hall and towards the kitchen when you hear a soft slapping sound coming from a room to your left. You look in the direction of the noise and your ears now pick up the sound of sound grunts and whines, it takes a moment to register that your standing in front of the ajar door of Bill's bedroom. You can't see him, but you decide to see if he's awake or asleep.

You slowly push open the door, only to be greeted with the sight of an almost naked Bill, his head thrown back and his right hand moving up and down his throbbing cock. You freeze, but his door swings open a little more and the hinges cream, causing him to look up and almost scream at the realization that his brothers beat friend has just walked in on him masterbating.

"S-shit... I'm so sorry, Bill, I didnt-" you start, but he quickly shushes you and beckons you closer. You're hesitant but do so anyway, because who wouldn't? He quickly reassured you that it was okay, that it was an honest mistake, but he couldn't help but notice that your eyes kept darting between his face and his cock...

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

Maybe that's how you got here, kneeling by the side of Bill's bed, his legs either side of you as he thrusts his hips up into your mouth. Your pretty lips wrapped tightly around his throbbing erection, his slender fingers tangled in your hair and your hands gripping onto the outside of his thighs.

"Fuck- jaja, that's it... ohhh..." His hushed voice echos through the quiet house, the only other noise being your quiet gags and his pretty moans. Your head moves down to meet his upwards thrusts, you drag your tongue along the bottom of his dick, the tip hitting the back of your throat as he uses the same situation he had been fantasizing about for his personal pleasure. God, he's loved you for months, he'd want to at least take you on a date first but he's too busy chasing his orgasm too even register any other feeling than lust.

His thrusts eventually become more sloppy, indicating that he's getting closer and closer to his orgasm. You force his hips down, pinning them to the bed as you push your head down, your nose brushing against his lower abdomen. You deepthroat him a couple times, his soft moans turning into whines and drabbles of German.

He speeds through a sentence in German, his hips pushing against your hands, his own hands grip your hair, forcing your head all the way down until you gag and he lets out a looooong groan, his warm seed shooting down your throat whilst his mouth falls open and strings of incoherent words fall out from between his pink lips.

Your about to pull yourself off of Bill and swallow, when a familiar voice comes from behind.

"Y/N?"

[tomkaulitzssgirl]

i need to get fucked by tom when he realizes how turned on i get from him humping his guitar 💀

live every second | Tom Kaulitz

you stood behind the scenes, your arms folded against your chest as you smiled brightly watching tom run around the stage and jump.

he kept inciting the fans to scream as a grin spread across his face. they were all rocking it.

the show had been amazing, everything was impeccable, and the crowd was CRAZY. i had never seen such a turned up crowd.

they were singing “live every second” now and of course, the fans knew every word. i found myself singing too as i danced with my best friend, jessica, she was gustav’s girl.

finally, the part that i think everyone was waiting for arrived. tom and georg stopped playing as gustav’s drums accompanied bill’s singing as he said “live every second”.

your heart began to beat faster knowing what tom was about to do.

“he’s doing it. he’s doing it.” you repeated to jessica as she laughed, grabbing you arm.

tom took his guitar and as usual, he began humping it, his hips going back and forth. the crowd screamed even louder than before and you just wanted to join them, even though he was your boyfriend.

“oh girl, that’s what he will do to you tonight.” your friend said while she kept giggling at your expression.

your jaw was literally about to touch the ground. why did this turn you on so much? you saw him do it at every show but it never failed to make you want him right there.

it didn’t help that tom turned to look at you and winked with a smirk on his stupid but handsome face.

you shook your head at him while pressing your lips together. he knew what he had done.

right after the song ended, the band took a break. they came behind the stage, trying to get some fresh drinks.

tom walked towards you, kissing you as soon as he got closer, his hands on your waist, stroking the skin with his thumbs. he found his way to your core, rubbing over my panties and you gasped, looking around to see if anyone was watching.

“tom, you’re crazy.” you stopped his hand movement and intertwined your fingers together.

“i saw how you looked at me.” he whispered with a cocky smirk on his face, “we’re not done. just wait until we’re over, i’m gonna make you cry.”

was all he said before going back on stage. you stood there, speechless.

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“what a good fucking show!” bill exclaimed as they all came back. the concert had finished and they were all sweaty and tired, but happy.

all the staff and of course you and jessica clapped your hands and hyped them up.

tom took a bottle of water and drank it fully. you watched as his adam’s apple went up and down.

“i messed up a bit.” he said right after he finished the bottle, throwing it away.

you could see he wasn’t that satisfied with himself and it made your heart ache. “what? you were amazing.”

“yes tom, you know i would make fun of you if you messed up.” bill said laughing.

you went up to him ready to hug him but he stepped back, “baby, i’m all sweaty. i look fucking disgusting.”

you rolled your eyes and hugged him anyway, resting your face against his chest, not caring of what he was saying. he wrapped his arms around you.

“why don’t we finish what we started earlier?” he whispered in your ear. you looked up at him with a sly smile and nodded.

“guys, we’re going to sleep a bit.” tom said taking your hand in his.

“yeah…sleep.” jessica held back a laugh while side eyeing you two.

he took you to his changing room, slamming the door behind him before pushing you against it making you yelp.

his lips kissed yours hungrily, his hands traveled roughly across your body, removing quickly your top, leaving only in your bra. he squeezed your breasts as he watched them in his hands, biting his lower lip.

“fuck. so hot.” he continued to squeeze them and massaging them gently, making you let out small moans. your hands went inside his big shirt, he understood you wanted it off and he quickly threw it away.

you observed his toned chest, stroking it and feeling his muscles beneath your hands meanwhile he took off your jeans.

his big hands cupped your ass and he kissed your neck, leaving marks on your skin.

“p-please tom.” you just wanted him, feel him inside you.

“what? use your words.” he teased as he took off his belt and baggy jeans, remaining in his underwear that clearly showed how hard he was.

“i want you in me.” you took your time, stroking every part of his upper chest and arms, giving attention to his biceps, abs, back muscles, everything.

tom revealed his length, taking it in his hand and stroking it a bit. “take off your panties.”

you did as he said, showing him your most private part. you always got shy as if it was the first time.

his hands went under your thighs, picking you up so you could wrap your legs around his waist. he could feel the heat coming from you against his skin.

his teased you sliding up and down his tip, making you squirm against him. “c’mon tom! please just fuck me.”

“was it so hard to say?” he smirked and put him himself inside you quickly, making you arch your back against the door.

“shit! you always feel so good around me.” tom groaned beginning to plump in and out of you.

“mmh, i’m so wet for you daddy.” you moaned kissing his neck, making him hiss when you found his spot right beneath his ear.

“fuck fuck fuck. i know you are. shit keep doing it.” his pace became fast as his fingers were deep inside your skin.

you continued leaving wet kisses on his neck, loving hearing him groan in pleasure. you moaned on his skin when he hit your sensitive spot.

“mmh, you were wet even before. you’re such a slut for me even seeing me with my guitar turns you on.” his hand wrapped around your neck, plying with your ability to breath.

“you know i-i am, just for you daddy.” you loved making him feel like the only man in the world, because he was at least for you.

“i know baby, you belong to me, say it.” you could hear the door creaking and slamming as he kept pushing you against it with his pace.

“i-i’m yours! oh my god!” you almost screamed, tears forming in your eyes for the pleasure you were feeling and he had to cup your mouth so that no one heard you.

“shh. look how deep i am inside you.” he watched as his dico went in and out of you, seeing a little bump in your lower belly. he pressed on it, making you roll your eyes back and moan against his palm.

he kept pushing, rotating his hips causing more friction before starting with his previous pace.

you clenched around him as your nails scratched his back, letting him know you were so close and you felt him twitch inside you. you were both ready.

“fuck! i’m coming inside you!” tom groaned and you nodded frantically, not being able to say something coherent.

you came before him, pushing your hips forward against him as your mouth hanged open, only moans coming out of it.

his juices coaxed your walls and he kept pushing, riding out his high.

“fuck-king. slut.” he said with the last pushes before stopping, his head falling between your neck.

he let you down, your arms still wrapped around his neck for balance because of your trembling legs.

neither of you said anything, you just tried to catch your breath as you guys gave each other small pecks.

“i love you.” tom said after awhile, placing a lock of your hair behind your ear.

“i love you too.”

little did you guys know that everyone else heard you.

[urfavvblondee]

BILL KAULITZ X READER

ROUGH DAY?

(some suggestive fluff with our fav Billy💕)

SUMMARY: Billy had a rough day at rehearsal for their tour, so he immediately came to you in search for relaxation.

CW: SMUT, fluff in the beginning, praising, oral(m receiving), slightly loud bill, you just want to please him :((.

You were laying in your shared bed, waiting for your boyfriend Bill to get back from his rehearsal with the rest of the band, Tokio Hotel. You suddenly heard the door open, then slam shut. Your head shot up from your warm pillow. This was not how Bill usually came into your shared home. He would normally call for you from downstairs before meeting you halfway down the hall in a big hug. You could hear the loud thumping of his big boots going up the stairs, not bothered enough to take off his shoes beforehand.

The door swung open, you were sat in your bed studying his features. His eyebrows were furrowed, his lips slightly downturned, his stance tense. His eyes scanned the room quickly before landing on you, his face immediately softened. You gave him a worried expression, opening your arms out to him. He rushed over to you, wrapping his arms around your waist tightly, pushing you down onto the bed in a tight hug. His head nesting into your chest, an iron clad grip around your body. You looked down at him, your hands finding their way to his hair to play with the strands. A breathy sigh left his lips, pulling you closer against him.

You two settled down like this for a while, playing with his strands of hair, slowly he became less tense, but still not relaxed. You pulled your hands away from his hair, his eyes shot oped and his head coming up in response of you stopping your movements. His chin resting on your chest as he looked up at you with puppy eyes. Your hands moving from his black/blonde hair to his shoulders, gripping them tightly. You slowly massaged your thumbs into his pressure points on his shoulders, his mouth opening in response and his eyebrows furrowing before relaxing his body once more. Rubbing small, tight circles with your thumbs. “What happened at practice Billy?” He heard your soft voice ask him. He huffed out before replying, “We just couldn’t get anything right today. The sound people were late, Tom’s guitar was out of tune, My mic would randomly stop working,” He rambled on before he scoffed. “Just wasn’t our day today.” You tilted your head down at him as you both made eye contact. “Would you like anything else? I’m here for you Billy.” you said sweetly, you just wanted him to feel calm and well-rested. “No, no baby, this is perfect. Please don’t stop Schatz.” He muttered out.

Nodding your head you continued massaging him. Your hands moving away from his shoulders and to the back of his neck, making small, tight circles once more. As soon as he felt your delicate fingers press into a certain knot onto his neck, he was a mess. His mind swarmed with certain thoughts while trying not to groan at the feeling. Your grip pressed further against his skin and he couldn’t suppress it. A soft groan left his lips making your movements hesitate and mind to go blank for a quick second. You quickly attempted regaining composure and continuing but your face was red. You weren’t looking at him to avoid the ‘awkward’ tension, but he had one eye opened as he watched how embarrassed you got from one little noise. He smirked before letting out another, loud moan on purpose to get a reaction out of you. Your head shot back at him as you trembled out a breath before speaking. “Billy, I need you to take off your shirt to give you a real massage.” you said, he immediately knew where this was going to go but didn’t say anything. He slowly sat up, making him straddle your legs and you grabbed the hem of his shirt and lifted it up, his arms raising so you could pull it off his head easier.

You took in the sight before you, his star tattoo showing halfway, his toned body was just something you couldn’t resist. he swung one of his legs to come off of you and lay down on his stomach next to you. You shimmied over him before straddling him to get a better angle. your hands resting on his back as he sucked in a breath.

Your hands running down his back and your acrylic nails gently scratching him, leaving slight red marks. Your delicate hands rubbing into his back then making their way to his sides. moving his hair out of the way you went to rub the back of his neck before you had realized you have a chance to mess with him. You bent down, hands now rested on his back, your lips made contact with his neck. You heard him breathe out a sigh as you continued to trail sweet kisses up to his ear.

“I’ll do anything you want me to do Billy,” You said and smiled against his soft skin before nipping at the side of his neck. A soft noise left his lips and you suddenly found yourself underneath Bill as he quickly flipped you both over to where he’s hovering over you. He was smirking down at you before tangling his hands in your hair and pulling your face up to meet with his lips in a passionate, yet hungry, kiss. “Why don’t we take this off, yeah?” he mumbled between kisses as he played with the hem of your shirt. You moaned out a breathy ‘yes’ before arching your back to make him remove it off of you easier. Once your shirt was off you started to sit up slowly and he broke the kiss in question to what you were doing. you got off of the bed, keeping eye contact with your boyfriend as you slowly dropped down to your knees.

His breath got caught in his throat as he watched you through hooded eyes as you trailed your hands up his thighs to his bulge that was strained against his tight jeans. Biting your lip, you fumbled a bit to undo his pants before quickly pulling them down and off his ankles before palming him slowly though his boxers. His head falling back from the pleasure as groans and even whimpers fell past his lips. Quickly pulling his boxers down as well, you watched his cock spring free and hit his stomach, already leaking pre-cum.

You slowly stroked his length with one hand as you bent your head down to take his tip into your mouth. His hips bucked into the touch as you started to swirl and work your tongue on his throbbing member. Removing your hand from stroking him, “Doing so good, such a good girl f’me.” He said, his head still thrown back. you suddenly bobbed your head up and down on his cock. Loud moans leaving his lips as his hand found way to your hair before grabbing a fistful and moving your head up and down faster. His dick hits the back of your throat as you gag and moan around him. He works you up and down faster, chasing his own release. “Fuck, so good.. baby i’m gonna cum.!” He whines out before shutting his eyes tightly and his mouth turning into an ‘O’ shape before spilling his seed down your throat.

Swallowing all that he could give you, he released his grip on your hair and you took him out of your mouth with a small pop! He was still breathing heavy as you slowly stood up, your hands on his knees to help you. Kissing his cheek you got him a new pair of boxers and some pyjama pants before helping him in them.

“Thank you so much sweet girl, i’m sorry i wasn’t able to help you.” He said with a slight frown as you finished helping him pull up his fuzzy pants. “It’s okay Bill, I wanted to focus on you after your rough day today.” You said, smiling up at him. His smile went from ear to ear as he engulfed you in a big hug before setting you both on the bed in a tight embrace. “I love you so much, you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.” He said softly before sweetly kissing you. “Of course hun, I love you too.” You said before shutting your eyes and falling asleep cuddling each-other tightly, not wanting to let go of one another.

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Share your thoughts if this was good or not, sorry it’s not proofread but it’s been a minute since i posted something that was an actual story.

Clubbing with Tom Kaulitz is up next!!💕💕

[kqulitz]

Would you mind doing some more sub! Bill? The last one you wrote was soooo gooooddd 😩 I always see them blowing steam off on the reader after concerts but the other way around would be hot ngl

a/n: ty nonnie 🫶 i hope this is good!!!

post-show

bill kaulitz x reader

summary: after a show, you get rid of some pent up energy with your boyfriend.

tags: both reader and bill are 18+, smut, sub! bill, dom! reader, hickeys, semi-public sex, having sex in a broom closet, cunnilingus (male receiving), mommy kink (still not sorry), riding/fem on top, p in v sex, low-key breeding kink, unprotected sex, aftercare!!!

smut under cut, minors dni!!

lowercase intended

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

your reddened fingers ache as you finally let go of your guitar’s strings. the adrenaline running through your body has your chest heaving and your heart hammering in your chest. the fans are screaming so loud you can barely hear yourself think. you share a glance with tom, who silently raises his brows. you weren’t very happy with your performance on a few songs, you saw some people in the crowd practically judging you. you catch your breath, taking your leave as georg follows you. the band disperses, making sure to wave goodbye to the fans.

you put your guitar down, sighing heavily. “meine liebe..!” (my love..!) bill jogs to catch up with you, his hand gently touching your lower back. “hi, bill.” you sigh, keeping your hands as still as possible so you didn’t worry him. “what’s the matter? you’re not happy? we did great!” he gushes, clearly made up with the experience. “yeah- yeah, we did…” you sigh, grasping his hand to lead him ahead of everyone. “babe, where are we going?” he asks, glancing back at the others who are busy putting their equipment away. you hush him, opening a door and peering inside before pulling him in. bill turns to you as you close the door, making sure to lock it. “schatz, what are we-?” (sweetheart) you cut your lover off as your lips meet his; your hands squeezing his hips. bill hums softly, wrapping his arms around your neck to stabilise himself as you push him against a wall.

your hands tug his shirt up, palms roaming over his skin as he shivers. bill whines softly, back arching as he leans into your hands, craving your touch. “been wanting you for ages.” you mumble between kisses, one hand trailing down to his pants. you undo the button to his jeans, fingers adept in doing so with only one hand. “mama, please…” he whines, clinging to you tightly. “be patient.” you mumble, pushing his pants and boxers down. bill whimpers softly as you sink to your knees, wrapping your lips around his tip. “fuck-“ he chokes out, cock twitching as you bob your head a little. you hum a little, letting the vibrations tease him. bill’s hips buck forward, his mouth agape as he leans his head back against the wall. “mama, go faster- please..!” he whines. glancing up at him, you rest your hands upon his thighs to prevent him from fucking into your mouth. your tongue drags over the underside of his cock, listening to your boyfriend moan.

“mama, please..!” he begs, knees buckling a little. you pull away, helping him sit down. you crawl into his lap, kissing him passionately as you grind. the feeling of the panties under your skirt grinding against his bare cock is driving him insane, his hips pushing up against you as he whimpers into your mouth. “please fuck me, mama- i need you..!” he begs, fingers pulling off your shirt. you chuckle softly, pushing your panties aside and letting his saliva-covered cock lube up your already wet folds. bill moans, hiding his face in your shoulder, biting down hard to silence himself. you wince as his teeth nip your skin, carefully guiding him into your cunt.

bill moans loudly, it’s muffled in your shoulder. you choke out a swear as you sink down on his cock, feeling how he whimpers against you. you let yourself adjust, sighing softly, as you close your eyes. bill’s fingers dig into your back, he’s panting against your shoulder, the sensation tickling you a little. finally, you begin to move, grinding your hips slowly. bill’s head falls back, hitting the wall as he whimpers. “be quiet, baby. you don’t want to get caught, do you?” you purr softly, kissing his needy lips. bill nods a little, his hands grabbing at your hips to speed up your movements. you oblige happily, bouncing on his twitching cock.

footsteps grow near, and you clasp a hand over bill’s mouth- stopping your thrusts. your boyfriend whines against your palm, hips fucking up into you with desire. “bill, baby- stop for a second. someone’s coming.” you whisper, listening as people walk past. you can hear tom loudly asking where the two of you had gone as he passes the door. bill breathes slowly through his nose, waiting for you as you listen to the band pass. finally, it goes quiet, so you continue your movements, letting your hand fall from bill’s mouth. he whimpers and whines, back arching as he thrusts up into you.

you smile, letting out a breathy laugh as he leans in to kiss you. he mewls, cock twitching. you bring one of his hands to your clit, moaning as his fingers make quick work of rubbing soft circles over your bud. that heated pool grows in your stomach as you grow closer to your orgasm, watching your boyfriend who’s coming undone under you. “ich bin nach..!” (i’m close) he whimpers, back arching. “dann komm schon, baby. mach mich zur mutter.” (come on then, baby. make me a mother.) you encourage, forehead resting against his. bill groans as he cums, hard, the feeling of him feeling you up making you moan. “good boy, well done.” you purr, running your fingers through his hair. bill’s fingers don’t slow, toppling you over the edge as you cum around his cock.

bill pants, gathering himself as he softens inside you. you hold him close, kissing his cheek affectionately. your boyfriend closes his eyes, resting his head on your shoulder. “are you alright?” you ask softly. “mhm… i’m fine.” bill pulls away, smiling lazily as he kisses you. you notice how his eye makeup had smudged; it makes you giggle. “what? is it bad?” he asks, wiping his cheeks gently. “no, it’s not that bad.” you respond, voice soft and loving as you rub the smudge away for him. “we should get going before the boys get suspicious.” bill sighs, kissing you softly. “mhm… okay.” you get up out of his lap, fixing your panties. bill flusters a little, fixing his pants. “you’re not gonna clean up?” he asks softly. “with what? a mop?” you giggle. “we can clean up properly at the hotel.” you say, grabbing his hands and helping him up onto his shaky legs. you kiss his lips, pulling your shirt on again as he does the same. “come on then, baby.” you giggle, leading your boyfriend from the broom closet.

[itsmealaiah]

be quiet for me, okay? (Tom Kaulitz)

2023 Tom Kaulitz smut!

Warnings: fingering

Your POV:

I was sitting on the couch during the band's rehearsal, scrolling on my phone. Instagram was getting boring, so I switched to Pinterest. My feed was filled with Tom and the band's pictures. I glanced over at what they were doing, and they seemed to be stressed. Like they couldn't get something right. I looked back at my phone. "Hey love" I heard someone say, hovering above me.

I knew it was Tom, and patted the seat next to me. He obliged, smiling, and kissed the side of my face gently. I showed him my phone. He smirked and then lifted his gaze to me. "Why look at those when you can have the real thing?" He whispered in my ear. My breath began to hitch. "you like that, schlampe?" He grabbed a nearby blanket, pulling it over us.

His hand drifted down to my area, teasing me through my shorts, before pulling the material down. I groaned, and he bit my ear, nipping at the skin. "you have to stay quiet if you want this" He spoke before pulling my shorts down. I nodded, placing my phone on the couch beside me.

He began rubbing me while my panties were still on. I gasped lowly, the band couldn't hear me, they were tuning their instruments, too busy to throw me even a second glance. He pulled the lace down, and immediately put his fingers in, thrusting in and out at a rough pace, I had to cover my mouth to keep me from moaning. "That's a good girl, letting me use your pretty hole like this, you're such a dirty little hure" He groaned in my ear, pushing his long fingers in until they hit the knuckle of his hand.

I threw my head back lightly, mouth almost gaping wide open. My eyes rolled back, as I felt the familiar knot in my stomach. "Tom" I spoke in a low, sweet tone. "yes love?" He continued thrusting his fingers. "gonna c-come" I whimpered. He started thrusting faster and faster, my body almost shaking from the force. I released on his fingers and the couch. He pulled my shorts and underwear back up, kissing my lips softly. "I'm gonna go upstairs for a second" I whined, as he left the couch. I grabbed my phone.

He came back to the rehearsal room, with a snack. "You did so good my dear. I brought you this" He held up the snack proudly. I took it, and he sat down next to me again. He rubbed circles on the insides of my thighs, calming the shakiness of my body. "you okay?" he gazed into my eyes. I nodded, smiling weakly. He kissed my forehead. "Just a little bit longer, okay? Then I'll do whatever you want" he spoke, hugging me. I said "ok" and he walked back to the band, grabbing his guitar. He began to play some notes as Bill started singing. I watched his fingers, eyebrows furrowing, so concentrated. I sighed, wanting his fingers again. They finished up and congratulated each other on a successful practice. Tom pulled me up from the couch and brought me to our bedroom. He put me under the covers, cuddling me. "You are my life" He whispered, as I drifted off.

A/n: I know my imagines usually end like this, so I apologize. Thank you for reading!

[tomscocksleeve]

After the video I need smut of Tom doing the good girl slap cause oml Like the reader just being all whiny and needy and he just gives her a little slap 😫

I fucking agree and I LOVE the way you think 😩🤤

Good girl🎀

Summary: Tom is your boyfriend of a few months and you decided you were finally ready to have sex with him.

Pairing: 2014 Tom kaulitz x Fem Reader

Genre: smut

REQUESTED

Word count: 952

Warnings; Hard Sex, p in v sex, head (fem receiving), cursing? Idfk

You finished up doing your stuff around the apartment you shared with your boyfriend. You did the dishes, cleaned up a bit, and walked the dogs. He came home and he seemed so tired and you walked over giving him a hug and kissing his cheek.

His smile was soft and sweet and he placed a few soft gentle kisses on your lips and he kissed your neck slightly. “Baby… there’s dinner for us okay? And I can tell you’re tired so let’s just eat.” He gave a little sigh but he nodded and grabbed your hand leading you to the kitchen.

After you both ate your meal you had cleaned up the dishes and then Tom wrapped his arms around your waist and pressed his chin to your shoulder. “Meine Liebe… I know you think I’m so tired but… I really want you right now” he began placing soft kisses on your shoulder and then your neck. You rolled your eyes but you had a soft smile on your lips and you couldn’t help but cave. In reality you were thinking about him all day while he was working on music stuff. The thought of his hands being so good on his guitar made your panties wet and it was so sexy. You kissed his lips gently and he gave a little smirk.

He took your hand leading you to the bedroom and he gently laid you down onto the bed and he climbed on top. He wanted to admire your body before even doing anything. He kissed your neck leaving marks and kissed your jawline, he even kissed your arm all the way down to your hand. He muttered how beautiful you were and how he loves you and you started getting impatient. He was such a turn on you needed him now. He held the hem of your shirt before taking it off and then he took off your jeans so now you were only in your bra and panty set.

He sighed with contentment before going by your thighs and spreading them open all the way. “Fuck you’re so beautiful” he said, before kissing your thighs and getting really close to your pussy. You started getting impatient once more. You could feel the wetness and you just needed him right now, fuck the waiting was unbearable. “Tom come on…” you whined. “Just fuck me please I want you.” You whined again. He had then got slightly annoyed and he pulled your panties to the side and slapped your pussy making you wince but it turned you on so much. “Be a good girl or you won’t get anything at all.” Fuck. You hated when he ended up annoyed because now you know he will fuck you rough.

He smirked and he unclasped your bra and he put a nipple in his mouth and sucked on it hard while he massaged the other tit with his hand making circular motions and squeezing it. Your breath hitched and you tried containing the moans. At this point your pussy felt like Niagara Falls. He then kissed both of your tits and he pulled your panties down. “Ready for me love?” You nodded instantly and he chuckled a bit at your neediness and he placed his tip at your entrance and he pushed himself in covering his dick fully. He groaned as he did so and you let the moans slip. He started going in and out picking up pace. You reached to hold his hand as he fucked you and he smiled and interlocked your hands tightly. He loved holding your hand while you guys had sex it made the experience better.

He cursed under his breath and he kissed your lips harshly. You moaned and whined and he started getting rougher, to punish you for whining earlier. He then pulled out and slapped your clit and pushed himself right back in. “Good girl… take it… I know you can…” he said, his breathing heavy. He buried himself and he liked the sight so much he wanted to switch things up. He pulled out leaving you feeling empty and you pouted and he slammed himself back in. You moaned loudly and the bed creaked. It was around 11pm so you pitied your neighbors knowing they would talk about the noise tomorrow.

Tom started fucking you at a desperate pace. He needed you to cum. He wanted you to cum. He was getting close but he wouldn’t let himself cum unless you had. You moaned loudly and he could feel your walls tightening and it made him smile. He pulled out one last time and he shoved a finger in and pumped it in and out at a merciless rhythm. He would suck on your clit as well as he finger fucked you. He shoved his second finger in and started going as fast as he could. He pulled his fingers out and fastly rubbed your clit.

You cried out and squirted all over him and he smiled and licked some of it up. “Delicious baby..” he said and he pushed himself back inside and you cried out overstimulated. “Fuck.. Tom… fuck…” you tried to tell him that you felt like you could explode but you couldn’t even think. He fucked you until he came inside you and by then you both were sweaty. He grabbed an extra blanket and wrapped you up and he lied down next to you making sure you could think properly before you bothered going to the bathroom or showering. You felt amazing. It’s what you’ve been craving and he did so well. He kissed your head and wiped some sweat off of you before cuddling you.

Holy shit guys… I finally finished a request 😅 I’ve been slacking off lately so I apologize for lack of content. Shits been nuts but once summer comes I’m posting everyday 😜

Anyways as always requests are open, DMs are open, so yall better text me🙄

[lloromanic0]

It's almost 3 and im thinking about older tom rn. maybe like 2019?.... like him in that "When It Rains It Pours" Music Video did something too me. maybe reader is lit like "omg?..." and their together also. and bla blah bla, BOOM. smut! :3

If your comfortable doing it!!

He looks so good in this clip help me.

(Thank you so much for the request hope you enjoy!!)

Content: just Tom fingering female reader, he calls you lots of cute name🤭

Smut warning MDNI!!!

You waited for your boyfriend Tom Kaulitz in his dressing room, today he was shooting a music video for his band’s new single “When it rains it pours.”

In the dressing room there was a monitor where you could watch the video being recorded live,suddenly Tom appeared on the screen, his long wet hair and his white sleeveless shirt now completely see through due to the water that was sprayed on him previously. The camera now filming his toned back that you got to see every day but this time it felt different, the expressions he made while he passionately played his guitar made your body temperature rise. You just kept admiring all the screen time he had as you got turned on even more each time you got a glimpse of your handsome boyfriend. The more you looked at him the urge to touch yourself just kept growing,unexpectedly the screen went black probably meaning it was break time,which got you distracted from your previous thoughts.

You heard the door behind you crack open

“Hallo Schatzi.” said Tom with a smile on his face. You ran to hug him.

“Hallo mein liebe.” You gave him a small kiss on the lips.

“Did you enjoy the show?” He asked while pointing to the monitor.

“Hmhm very much. You looked so…hot.”

“Oh you think so?” He grabbed your hips firmly maintaining eye contact with you for a while, your cheeks felt hot again and your mouth fell open in shock from the sudden action.

“Du bist so süß” he caressed your cheek, the water from his hair now dripping on your face.

“You look even better now that you’re here Tom.” He kissed your neck as he moved his large hands on your hips.

“Hhmm tell me more Schatzi. What were you thinking about when you were watching me on the monitor?” You sightly moan as his kisses got longer and sloppier.

“M-my body got really hot and..I wanted to touch myself.”

“Hhmm should we take care of that?”

He sat on the couch spreading his legs so you could sit between them.

“Spread your legs for me baby.”

You did as he said, his hands massaging your inner thighs,making you shiver under his touch. He loved seeing you needy for him the way you moved your hips forward seeking some sort of stimulation just making him wanting to tease you more.

“P-please touch me Tom…”

“I will Schatzi, be patient.”

He slowly moved his hand closer to your clothed cunt, lightly moving his finger over it.

Your voice hitched at the his light touches and your legs shivered every time his finger went over your covered clit. He took your panties off throwing them on the floor, his index and middle finger now spreading your wet folds teasing you a bit more. He slowly inserted his middle finger in your pussy stretching you out so that he could insert another finger after. Now his ring and middle fingers were stretching you out, he pumped them at a steady pace curling them every now and then, your moans getting louder even tho you had to keep it down.

“Ssshhh Prinzessin you don’t want anyone to catch us do you? What would they think of you seeing you in such a sluty state?”

You bite your lip so that your moans couldn’t escape but the way he was hitting your sweet spot repeatedly didn’t make it easy for you to keep quiet.

His other hand that he was using to keep your legs open trailed down to rub circles on your clit, the double stimulation making it unbearable to not moan, so you covered your mouth with one hand.

“Oh baby you’re so cute, am I making you feel that good?” You nodded firmly, making his smile turn into a smirk.

As he kept applying pressure on your sensitive clit your legs started to tremble and that familiar knot on your stomach getting more and more unbearable each time he curled his fingers inside your hole.

“T-tom I’m cumming~” you announced, struggling not to moan out loud.

“Go ahead Prinzessin cum for me.” He replied kissing and bitting your neck, his fingers moving firmly at a faster pace as you eventually reached your orgasm. He removed his fingers for your hole unhurriedly, his other hand still circling your clit slowly making you enjoy your orgasm until you became too sensitive for his touch.

“Ich liebe dich mein Engel.“ he whispered.

“Ich liebe dich mehr.” You replied giving him a little kiss on the lips.

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Note: I always forget this but do you need me to add the translation to the German sentences/words I use?🥲

[tokio-motel]

2010 TOM KAULITZ X M! READER: CAR SEX

nsfw content below cut, dont like don't read

"Shhh, baby, stay quiet. You don't wanna get caught do you?"

Tom asked you with a raspy voice, his pierced eyebrow raised as he pushed you to the door, your hands pressed against the (thankfully) dimmed windows. You winced gently, the cold temperature making a shiver run your your spine.

You tried to focus on Tom's instructions, steadying your breathing as he rubbed his hands down your thighs, need and lust taking over your body as you let out a soft whimper. His hands were cold and calloused from playing the guitar. You sucked in a sharp breath as his fingers traced your ass, startled as his fingertips teasingly dipping into the crevice. Oh fuck, fuck..

"Oh..." You let out a breathy moan, your hips grinding as you tried to receive more friction, get him in you- anything to help your throbbing member reach your high. You looked into the window, the faint reflection of Tom's smirk showing up as he slowly slipped his fingers into you, spitting on them so the process would be less painful.

You were so fucking hard right now you really wouldn't have cared either way.

You let out a loud gasp followed by a moan, your hips jerking up and your thighs shaking slightly. He had barley pushed in and you were so worked up, your hole clenching harshly on his fingers. He left a small slap on your thigh, making you hiss out and unclench for a second. With that moment he was able to push in another inch, almost knuckles deep into you.

"Didn't I tell you to be quiet?" He asked, his voice calm but firm, his fingertips gently tapping onto your prostate. Oh, he was cruel.

Your whole body jerked, your lips parting as you let out whimpers and whines, biting your lip harshly to try to muffle your noises. Tom licked his own lips, slowly thrusting his fingers in and out, spitting on his fingers again so they could move more freely.

His fingers slowly picked up pace, going faster as he scissored you, stretching you out. You let out little gasps, but other than that you stayed quiet. Tom smiled as you followed his orders, rewarding you with faster thrusts to see how far he could push you.

With each thrust in he would curl his fingers, making you see stars and moan loudly, which earned you another slap; this time on your ass. "C'mon, gorgeous. You were doing so good for me, I know you can be quiet.." He whispered into your ear, puncturing each word with a thrust into you making you whimper out, shaking against the door.

You whined softly, you really were trying! You bit your lip harder in an attempt to be quiet, trying to focus on the pleasure. He suddenly rammed his fingers right into your prostate, making you let out a choked cry followed by a whimper.

This time, however, he didn't try to shut you up, instead chuckling deeply as his eyes darkened with lust and continuing his pace. His fingertips scratched and banged into your sensitive spot over and over, making tears flow your vision and gasps escape your lips.

"Oh I'm gonna- I'm..oh my god.." You whined out, eyes rolling into the back of your skull as you clenched and unclenched on his fingers, the pleasure almost overbearing. He cooed gently, slipping his fingers out of you when he felt your body tense up, feeling your prostate gently throb at his touch.

You let out a whine of need and confusion as he pulled his fingers out with a soft pop, wanting to cry as you had been denied. He shook his head even though you couldn't see, a smug look on his face.

"Not yet. You need to follow orders..maybe I need to teach you better, huh?" he hummed deeply, fingers running down your spine making you shudder. You heard a belt click, followed by the sound of clothes being taken off. Your body twitched in anticipation, your cock painfully hard.

Tom would surely be the death of you.

[vickyzangels]

% “top floor motel suite, twistin’ my cigars..”

# synopsis ; post-concert adrenaline? you two sneak off after a performance (girl idk) also another anon requested tom and reader fuck before a concert while i was writing this so i hope close enough

# pairing ; tom kaulitz x fem!reader

# word count ; 835

# tags ; nsfw (mdni), fingering, oral (f receiving), no specified relationship, this is probably ass but i’ve seen worse

a/n ; wow a smut so soon how bold🧍🏻‍♀️

also “meine frau” - my woman/wife (you guys aren’t actually married it’s just a nickname don’t get your hopes up delulu)

teeth grinding together as you both pushed your way into a backroom. tokio hotel’s performance ended and as soon as they left the stage to make room for the next, tom dropped off his guitar to grab you and pull you away (obviously not without bill looking at you two weirdly, he knows what you two have been doing 👁️👁️). the process of running into the room, slamming the door, and ending up against it while making out with each other was blurry, but here you two were moaning into each other's mouths just like after every concert.

he held one of his arms against the door next to your head and had the other one holding your side under your shirt, using his thumb to rub slow, small, and gentle circles into your skin innocently like he wasn’t currently lifting his knee to rub you through your jeans. the friction was so perfect with how it rubbed against your clit through your panties and kept making you buck onto his leg. the feeling was so engulfing, with your eyes screwed shut and panting into the air with tom moving down to your neck leaving kisses, by god if an angel came down to take you to heaven you’d say no. not like you’d make it in, anyway with what you two were doing

“meine frau, you’re so impatient.”

“i- what?”

he pulled back, keeping his arm next to your head and on your side, and looked at you with those eyes that under any other circumstance would make you want to vomit and tear your hair out for good reason but right now he was smirking. that smug asshole.

he laughed, “i said you’re so impatient. hey, you’re getting yourself off on my leg, don’t lie and say you’re not!”

your face was starting to contort, it looked sour. is he serious? while you were literally riding his leg, he calls you impatient? he was starting to see your change of mood like he was getting worried he ruined it.

“listen, i was just joking, i’ll make it up to you, yeah?”

“and how do you plan to do that?”

“..i’ll eat you out.”

and before you knew it, you ended up sitting on the table against the vanity mirror shoving everything off of it to make room for you. something sweet about you two was that despite being similar in personality, a lot of your physical features mirrored each other. like how he always wore baggy jeans and you wore tighter ones, which would be cute in other conditions but right now while tom was trying to pull your jeans off to kiss your waist, it was more of an inconvenience.

thankfully, they came off and tom made quick to kneel and put his head between your thighs, sucking the insides to leave hickeys and inching closer to your cunt. somehow you hadn’t noticed till now that you were painfully throbbing, your thighs covered in slick and wanting to close your legs, only stopping yourself from doing so because you remembered tom was between you. not that he’d complain about being suffocated with your legs.

tom had been kissing his way closer to your pussy and it was driving you insane how close he was to pleasing you but he just.. hadn’t. you opened your mouth, starting to weakly beg him to touch you, pleasure you, when he finally flattened his tongue against you and licked a long stripe of your pussy.

“..please, tom, touch me- holy fucckk!”

he started to suck on you, reaching up his fingers in a v-shape and running them up and down your folds to later hold them at the entrance, prodding at it just barely enough to enter you. he’s a bit preoccupied but if he had a mouth to talk, he’d say something about how desperate you were for him, but it looks like he pities you and finally pushed a finger into you to move with slow strokes.

he kept his consistently slow speed by lapping at your slick, pushing in a second finger and turning it upwards to curl them inside you. the strokes and curls of his finger were starting to speed up and match the new motion of his tongue flicking your clit.

“god! shit-“ you moaned.

a knot in your stomach was starting to form and every single passing second of hearing tom lap loudly at your juices and the additional gushing from his fingers and mouth kept pulling the knot tighter and tighter. he kept groaning into your cunt, every word he repeated vibrating through you. you were dangerously close, bucking against his face like a bronco to have his nose continuously rub your clit.

“fuck, tomm! i’m- shit- i’m gonna cum!” weaving your hand into his dreads and riding his face to your release, squirting your slick through your orgasm. he kept sucking and lapping at you, resisting your weak attempts to push his head off you before finally stopping to kiss around you cunt. through your heavy breaths, “..your turn?”

“yeah.” he uses the table next to your legs to push himself up, quickly going to fumble with the belt over his pants, nearly getting the entire strap off before-

*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK*

tom was the one to answer, “wer ist da?” who’s there?

“oi, du musst raus, wir gehen und nein, du kannst keine 5 minuten mehr haben, mach es im hotel.” hey, you need to get out, we’re leaving and no you can’t have 5 more minutes, do it at the hotel.

…

“verdammt noch mal.” damn it.

a/n ; working on this for 3 days straight with 2 allnighters while ignoring how awkward it is to write it just to hate how it comes out then give up towards the end is crazy… 😟

© ALL RIGHTS BELONG TO VICKYZANGELS. do not steal, repost, plagiarize, or use my work for anything.

[xoxogossipmal]

WTFF I HAVENT REQUESTED ANYTHING IN A WHILE BUT I DEFINITELY NEED LJKE OLDER TOM OR 2007 TOM WHICH ONE YOU LIKE BUT BUTT SHES FLIRTING WITH ONE OF THE BAND MEMBERS AND HE GETS ALL MAD AND SO ON AND ON I WANT YOI TO FINSH IT (it can literally be angry sex)

If your comfortable doing it, if not that’s okay😘

I GOT YOUUU 🙏

⯎ "Is it hot in here or it just me?" Tom Kaulitz x f. reader

warnings/content : read the request basically.... but SMUT, angry sex, unprotected sex (wrap it b4 u stick it yall..), use of pet names (shatzi, liebling, engel.)*, rough-ish Tom, submissive reader, p in v.

♡ A/N : posting smut after not posting smut for 50 yrs..

° ᡣ𐭩 . ° . "I'm so high in here from smoking all this weed.."

₊˚⊹ ᰔ YOU were sitting in the practice room, strumming your guitar. You groaned and sat the guitar in your lap. "Need help?" Georg said softly, smiling a little. You nodded slowly.

Tom was sitting across from you, strumming his guitar. He looked up and watched Georg walk up to you and sit down next to you. "Here, let me show you, yeah?" Georg said softly. You held the guitar and Georg placed his hand over yours, showing you how to strum the guitar carefully.

"See, you're so good at this." Georg said, removing his hand from yours. "Thank you, you're good at this too." You said, glancing at Tom for a moment before back at Georg. You smiled softly at him. "Can you, uhm, show me again? I.. forgot." You lied.

Georg chuckled and nodded, placing his hand over yours and showing you again. Tom watched you both like a hawk and his jaw clenched.

You could see Tom getting heavily jealous as he watched you and Georg. You knew he was watching you carefully and you were definitely not gonna be able to walk tomorrow.

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"Practice is over, everyone!" Bill announced, smiling. "See you tomorrow!" Everyone left, leaving only you and Tom since you were both packing up your stuff. It was silent for a while.

You finished packing up and stood up. "Y/N," Tom said. You looked over at Tom. "hmm?" You hummed. "You were flirting with Georg, weren't you?" He said, standing up and facing you.

He looked down at you and grabbed your waist. "And if I was?" You said, tilting your head a little. He leaned his face into yours and roughly gripped your waist.

"You're so fucking needy, you were just doing it to get my attention." He growled, leaning closer and closer to your face.

"Maybe I was." You said softly. He chuckled lowly and dragged you out of the room, leading you into his car.

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NSFW.

"T-tom, fuck!" You moaned out, his cock hitting your g-spot repeatedly. He groaned as he gripped your hips and made his pace going faster. "tom, please, oh fuck.. p-please.." You begged, gripping on to the car seat.

"mm, what's that? You need to cum?" He said. You nodded quickly and a loud moan escaped your lips. You came maybe about 3, 4 times already.

Your legs were shaking and your thighs were covered in cum and sweat. "Can't hear you, engel." He said, his hips slamming against you roughly. You felt like you were gonna pass out as he pounded into you.

"You're so.. hngh, good at this, y-yeah?" He said, moaning out as he felt your walls clench around him. "F-fuck, schatzi," You arched your back and moaned, making small "oh, oh, oh." sounds.

"m'gonna cum," You whimpered, feeling your legs shake. He groaned, making his pace go faster. You felt the familiar feeling in your lower stomach and you moaned loudly.

"m-mph, f-fuck, Tom!" You moaned, your eyes rolling into the back of your head. "s'good for me, mein pretty girl." He cooed, thrusting into you roughly. You felt like everything was spinning and you were seeing stars from the rough pleasure.

"F-fuck, Tom!" You moaned loudly, feeling your legs shake as your orgasm washed over you. Tom slowed his pace slightly and groaned. "m'gonna cum, princess." He let out a low groan, releasing inside of you.

Tom pulled out and collapsed beside you, both of your chests rising up and down. "Did so well for me, schatz." He said softly, moving your damp hair out of your face. You were still out of breath as you sat there.

"Still Jealous?" You asked.

this is lowkey bad bye

₊˚⊹ ᰔ Glossary : schatzi, schatz - treasure , liebling - darling , engel - angel.

Taglist : @itsmealaiah

[20doozers]

★Almost done★

TW: gay sex, unprotected sex (wrap it up), semi-public sex, almost being caught, edging (kinda?), use of the term “good boy”, sub!tom, orgasm denial (kinda), backshots/being bent over a table

You and Tom were getting ready backstage for a show, well, more like tom was in your dressing room practicing guitar as you were changing out of your clothes from earlier.

“Y/n?” Tom questioned, looking up from his guitar at you, his face flushing a bit from seeing you only in your boxers.

“Yeah? What’s up?” You hummed, turning your head to look at Tom as he looked back at you.

“Do you think we’ll do good? It’s our last show of the tour and I’m just- I dunno.. anxious?” Tom murmured, looking back down at his guitar and strumming a few chords.

“I think we’ll be fine, we always do good on shows.” You shrugged in response, grabbing a pair of pants and pulling them on and grabbing a belt as well. Tom just shrugged and sighed, setting down his guitar and going over to the large mirror on the wall.

“God I look like scheiße..” Tom groaned, pulling at the skin of his under eye as he stared in the mirror.

“I think you look fine.” You murmured, stalking up behind him and wrapping your arms around his hips, pulling his back flush against your bare chest. You craned your neck down to nip at the flesh of Tom’s clavicle, teasing him softly.

“..y/n..” Tom whined, his face flushing even more. ”we can’t.. not before the show..”

“And why can’t we?” You teased in a sultry voice, pressing soft kissed to the side of Tom’s neck. Tom didn’t answer, only letting a quiet whimper fall from his lips as your hands slowly undid his belt and jeans.

And before he knew it he was bent over the small dressing room vanity, his pants and boxers pulled down to his mid thigh as you pounded into him from behind, his hands gripping at the edge of the vanity.

“Ah- y-y/n please..” Tom whimpered, only receiving a quiet “shush” from you as your hands gently gripped at his hips. He was so close, the familiar feeling swirling low in his belly as his chest was pressed against the vanity.

“I know, scheiße- I’m almost there too..” you groaned, your hips pistoning against Tom’s as he moaned and whined into his palm, trying to muffle his moans so you two wouldn’t get caught.

“Fuck- such a good boy.. taking me so well.” You growled lowly, thrusting in and out of Tom at a somewhat fast pace, making sure you didn’t hurt him too much. Yet before either of you could finish there was a knock on your dressing room door.

“You done in there Y/n?” Georg’s voice called out, thinking it was just you in there.

“Uh- yeah! Almost done!” You called, quickly pulling out of Tom and pulling your pants and boxers back on. Tom whined quietly, standing back up on wobbly legs to look at you, his face still flushed with arousal.

“Why’d you-“ you cut him off “shh.. we’ll finish after the show.” You huffed, quickly grabbing a t-shirt and pecking Tom’s lips before pulling on a t-shirt and leaving the dressing room to go find the others.

Tom just sighed, pulling his boxers and jeans back on, grumbling quietly as he grabbed his guitar and followed after you. This wasn’t the first time this had happened, but it was still disappointing with how close he had been. Worst part is that he still had a boner, but at least he was the guitarist and his aching hard-on would be covered by his guitar.. or at least he hoped it wouldn’t.

YIPPEE!! I ACTUALLY POSTED! Bit of a short one but I had a burst of motivation so I did it, i MIGHT do a part 2 with the next part like when they get back to the tour bus/hotel but idk. Love you guys😘

Tags: @itsmealaiah @estxkios @madzandmore @cherry-rawr @goreishgorinthgoreofshits @charliesgoodboy @tomssexdoll

If I missed any tags or you wanna be added to the taglist let me know! Preferably in an ask :3

[call-sign-shark]

✨ Might As Well Face It ✨

Summary: It started with sex, and it ended up with Pete Maverick Mitchell addicted to your love.

Words: 1.5k Tags:  masturbation, big smut allusions, love confession, age gap, student/teacher relationship, Pete is fucking addicted to you <3

notes: Here is my contribution to @roosterforme 's playlist challenge Love is in the Air TGM. My song was Robert Palmer's Addicted to Love! Here, treat yourself with a video of Tom Cruise singing that song! This is also self-indulgent because I used my own call sign, Shark, for this xReader one shot. Enjoy! 💚

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He had kissed her.

No, worst than that. He had fucked her. 

His student. 

His twenty-five-years-younger-than-him student.

It all started two months ago when he decided to have a drink at the Hard Deck to relieve the stress of the day. Coyote almost crashed his plane for he had fainted during a maneuver. Fortunately enough, he managed to wake up before it was too late. Following this anxious event, all Pete wanted was a few beers, a hot shower, and a good night of sleep. When he sat at the bar counter, his eyes fell on you - you were dancing and singing to the rhythm of Addicted to Love’s electric guitars. You, the student who had driven him crazy since day one. 

He had sipped on his beer, his eyes burning with desire as he enjoyed the sight of your attractive body swinging. His focus shifted from your bratty face to your curves: first, he watched your breasts bouncing at each movement and could not help imagining how good it would feel to lay kisses on them. Then, he looked at your hips he could easily imagine grabbing while fucking you. Finally, he had bitten his lips when looking at your butt - Gosh, the only thing he wanted was spanking it to punish you for arousing him like that. He might have drunk a bit too much or maybe was it his young self breaking free, he could not tell.  Still, he had waited until you decided to leave and offered to bring you home with his motorcycle. The last thing he remembered was you, pinned against the wall of your bedroom, as he filled you with his cum.

Hot water was raining down on Pete Mitchell, who had buried his face in his forearm that was resting against the wet tiles of the shower walls. His heart sweated.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” 

He asked himself out loud, his breath shaky. He growled with pleasure. His free hand was holding his cock firmly, moving up and down along his length. Fuck - he had never been so hard in his entire life. The slow and languid strokes he had started with quickly turned into frenzied movements. Each time Pete closed his eyes, his mind was assaulted with the memories of your heated encounter. He could still hear your voice chanting, calling him “Sir” as he pounded you with his hips crashing against yours at each thrust.  His body shook.

After that first fuck, he had told her it was a mistake and that they should not do it again…Only to pound her harder two days later, right in the hangar in which he reached his lessons to the squad.  Another kiss was what it took.

“Fucking brat…” 

He swore, hating you for making him feel that way. 

“She could be your fucking daughter, you dumbass.” 

He swore again, hating himself for wanting you so bad. All his muscles tightened for the fire burning in his abdomen became far too much to handle. Pete threw his head back and let out a long, masculine, and final moan. His cock throbbed while releasing his seed. 

He remained there, motionless and panting, stars dancing in front of him. 

Damn, something was definitely wrong with him. 

That was why, two weeks ago, he left you in the morning. On your nightstand, there was a little paper plane with a note written on it.

He tried. He really tried to resist - He even did his best to avoid you. But those last two weeks without you had been the worst of his life. And here he was, jerking off constantly, thinking about you, and suffering from both physical and mental withdrawal symptoms.

After a while, Pete got out of the shower and grabbed a towel he wrapped around his sharp hips. He ran one of his hands through his wet hair to slick them back and looked at his own reflection in the mirror. Despite masturbating in the shower two times in a row, the Captain’s throat was still tight and he could barely breathe.  It has been only two weeks but his body wanted more of you. His soul wanted more of yours.

He could never get enough of you.

His brows furrowed at the piercing green eyes that were looking back at him, afraid of the feelings blazing in his heart. He could not believe it. Pete Mitchell used to think he was immune to the stuff - and by stuff, he meant love stuff. He was the one who broke hearts. He was the one making girls go crazy - at least when he was younger. 

What was he supposed to do? The wiser thing was to eat something and go to sleep, but he could barely do that since your last encounter for his mind was clouded by all the thoughts he had about his hot student and her sweet liquor lips he craved so much it hurt. Maverick, the man and legend, might as well face it: he was addicted to love. Torn between his reasonable self and his feelings, Pete’s mind was tormented.

Should he stick to the good decision of not flirting with his student? Or should he risk losing everything to be by her side?  The man shook his head and grabbed his clothes to put them back on. He had made his decision - another kiss is what he needed. 

The entrance’s door slammed behind him, for he almost run to his motorcycle. Riding it, he took a quick look at his watch to check the time. It was 9 pm but he could not care less: he needed to talk to you. He needed to see you, to kiss your lips, to touch your body, and to sink in your arms, apologizing for the stupid decision he took when he left you all alone in that motel room. 

Pete drove to your house, enforcing the speed limits Maverick style. When he arrived in front of your home, he got up from his bike and knocked at the door. His heart beat in double-time as he waited for you to answer. One, two, three minutes passed but no one came to the door. Pete’s seductive smile faded from his good-looking face. Maybe you were not home?

He took a few steps back, his emerald eyes watching through the living room’s windows. His brows furrowed when he noticed that the lights were on inside your house. After another few minutes, Pete lowered his head, disappointment on his face. Why would you talk to him after he dumped you with a paper note and avoided you for two full weeks? A long sigh escaped from his lips before he pinched the bridge of his nose as if he could feel a headache coming.

“I’m a fucking idiot…”  He said to himself, out loud. Goose was probably facepalming himself up in Heavens, for he had never stopped being the same loser with girls he was when he was young.

“Yes, you’re a fucking idiot Pete Mitchell.” 

Pete jumped at the sudden feminine voice he heard right behind him. He turned around and was welcomed by the blessed sight of your beautiful silhouette. He opened his mouth to say something but no sound came out. Your beautiful eyes unsettled him.

Your instructor wet his lips with the tip of his tongue, realizing that he can’t be saved anymore. The mere fact of facing you again had him damned for eternity

“Cat got your tongue, Sir?” You asked, tilting your head to the side. Your mischievous eyes stared at him.

“I’m sorry Shark.” He finally managed to utter. 

“I know, that’s what you wrote on your stupid little paper plane.” 

“No, you don’t understand. I am really sorry.” 

Pete walked towards you. He was close, so close that your chest was almost pressed against his. You raised your head towards him to keep looking dagger at his green eyes.

“I was terrified. Terrified because I realized can’t live without you. I can’t and I don’t want to. I’ve felt more alive the past two months than I did in my entire life. But the truth is I am twenty-five years older than you, on top of being your teacher."

"That's why you fucked your student daily for two months and dumped her."

"I was afraid of getting fired but I don’t care anymore. All I want is to be with you and never leave.” 

"Seriously Pete. As if this Valentine's Day was not shitty enough... "

"I'm serious Shark. I don't want to leave anymore."

His eyes glimmered as he talked to you. He was struggling to hold back his tears.

A small twinge of pain pinched your heart at the sight of the legendary Maverick struggling to express the feeling he had for you. One look at his emerald eyes and all the grudge you hold against him disappeared.  What kind of superpowers he had, you thought.

“Pete.” You gently pressed the palm of your hand against his sharp jaw.

“I’m so sorry, I swear I am,” His gaze dived into yours. 

A smirk stretched the corner of your lips. Somehow, that apology was all you needed. Your fingers brushed his warm skin and traced the crow’s feet at the outer corner of one of his eyes. It was true, he was old enough to be your dad. And you could both get in trouble for your relationship... But you fell for Captain Mitchell.

And he fell. Harder.

“Might as well face it, Mitchell. You’re addicted to love.” 

“No,” he retorted, “I’m addicted to your love, Dear.” 

“Fucking idiot” You could not help but chuckle. The kind of bratty chuckle that sent Maverick to Heavens just by listening to it.

“Your idiot.” He whispered, his face coming closer to kiss you. Yet, you stopped him by pressing your index fingers on his lips. Surprised, Pete looked at you, perplexed.

"Another kiss, and you'll be mine." Your voice sang, quietly, words candy-coated with malice.

Pete snorted, amused. The way his eyes squinted when he smiled was irresistible. He chased away your finger with a head movement, only to capture your lips with his.

He was ready to risk it.

What did he have to lose? After all, he was already yours.

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credits:

Gif by @pohjanneito Mav's handwritting font by @k9effect

[noellecrushes]

Hi! Could you maybe write a 2007 tom smut with fem reader where they have like sweaty shower sex after a tokio hotel show? If not that's totally fine, tyyy<3

˗ˏˋ After show shower! ´ˎ˗

𐙚 ~ thank you so much for your request! And i hope you like it i tried my best! and english isn’t my first language so i hope it’s okay! 🧸

𐙚 ~ smut

𐙚 ~ please don’t try and claim my work as yours or steal it! and i hope you enjoy reading, and please keep sending request!🍡

~ i’m sitting back stage watching tom preform with a big smile on my face. watching him smile and jump around in front of all of the fans makes me so proud and happy to see we’re he gotten to. But seeing him play his guitar and the way his hand moves makes me think of what he can really do. i feel myself start to get wet at the sight, but i push it down and continue to watch him play.

~ time skip

i see the band waving at everyone and i know the show is coming to and end, i see Gus and Georg come down and i smile at them and hug them quickly and i see tom and bill and run and hug bill, then i jump into tom’s arms hugging him tightly. i feel his hands grip my a hand slide down to my ass as the other arm is wrap around my waist. “you did so good!” i say with a big smile leaning up to kiss his lips, “thank you baby but i need you like now” tom whisper in my ear, i feel my cheeks get red as i look around “wanna go back to the hotel” i whisper softly waiting for tom’s reply looking at him with big eyes. i see him nod as i walks over to the manger and the band saying bye and how good they were tonight. i walk over saying bye as well “you guys did great i’ll see you tomorrow!” i say smiling softly as i start to walk with tom to the car outside.

we get into the car and i feel his hand slide closer and closer to my heat, and i try and clamp my legs shut. “wait” i whisper softly seeing were at the hotel, we get out quickly walking to the elevator. we get into the elevator and immediately tom is gripping the back of my neck pulling me into a deep kiss, i put my hands on his neck as i kiss back hearing the door open i pull away running to the room. i hear the door slam behind, then feeling tom’s hands gripping the soft flesh of my hips turning me around and pushing me against the wall attacking my neck, sucking and licking. “tom your all sweaty you have to shower” i mumble softly pushing him away. “then your coming with my” tom say with a smirk grabbing my wrist and dragging me to the bathroom. as soon as we get into the bathroom, he’s stripping so i unbutton my jeans and take off the black long sleeve shirt and my under wear and bra leaving me naked, i watch tom get into the shower and i follow in being him, my cheeks red.

he leans down grabbing my cheek and pulling me into a crazed kiss, i feel his other hand slide down my side to the bottom of butt and i feel him tap my leg telling me to jump, i jump wrapping my legs around his waist as i kiss him passionately. i feel his tip against my entrance and i let out a soft moon throwing my head back, “please tom” i whisper softly. i feel him smirk against my neck, pushing himself into me i let out a soft moan as scratch at his shoulder, i feel him thrust into me at a fast pain, soft moans falling from my mouth and rough groans falling from tom’s. “god your so beautiful” tom says roughly groaning against my neck, feeling my stomach started to tighten, i tighten around tom showing him i’m getting close.”cmon baby cum for me” tom says as i starts to suck on my neck and chest.

i cum around him tighten making him tense up and groan loudly into my neck, i feel him cum in me. “god” i whisper softly as my chest heaves and tom lays his face in my neck letting the hot water run over us as we catch our breath. “you okay Libeling”tom says softly kissing me on the lips. “mhm” i say nodding softly as i unwrap my legs from around his waist going back to the ground. “i love you” tom whispers softly, “i love you to” i say softly as lean up and kiss him softly.