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Distraction | A.R *Smut*

Note: I’m backkk!

Mentions: friends to lovers, best friend!Arvin, arguing, frustration, fem!reader, unprotected sex, dirty talk, slight fluff, pre-Lenora’s death

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“Arvin?”

He didn’t seem to hear you.

“Arvin!” You said a little louder this time, getting his attention. He blinked, snapping his head to your direction, coming face to face with concerned eyes.

“Whatcha yellin’ for?” He asked, adverting his attention back towards the tree in front of him. He took his pocket knife and continued to scrape the bark off the tree, no apparent reason for doing so other than to just do it.

“I asked ya a question.” You scoffed, sitting on the stump next to him.

“I didn’t hear ya, sorry doll.” He apologizes, “Ask away.”

You huffed and just sat there. Arvin has been distracted lately, more than usual. With a background like his and the scarring memories his confusing mind holds, you can’t blame him for much. After all, he witnessed his daddy crucify his poor dog. That would scar anyone.

“What, not talkin’ to me now?” He chuckled, scratching off a large piece of bark.

“Maybe,” you snapped, “Not like ya’d actually listen.”

Arvin stopped chipping away at the tree and finally looked at you. You were looking him dead in the eye, something you did when you wanted him to know your feelings were hurt.

“What are ya mad about now?” He snapped back, his accent seeping into his words even more. You cocked an eyebrow at him. Of course you were going to be dramatic, Arvin thought.

“Now?” You scoffed at him, standing up. You felt invisible to Arvin lately, he’d been so distracted that it was like you were nothing to him.

You were in your backyard woods, doing nothing particular. You and Arvin had been best friends since he moved to town when his parents died. You know Lenora and got close to Arvin through her, she has always conspired to get us together but we always denied the truth. Now, another one of your infamous arguments we’re about to start.

You ignored Arvin and started walking towards your house. You could see it through the trees, it wasn’t far. Arvin watched in confusion.

“Aye!” He shouted after you, putting one foot infront of the other to follow you, “Where are ya going?”

“Go to hell, Arvin!”

He stood there for a second, taking in what you had just said. He was used to you saying mean things when you were angry, but it didn’t make it hurt any less to hear. He couldn’t for the life of him figure out why you were so upset.

As you made it to your back porch, you threw the door open and slammed it shut. Arvin wasn’t too far behind you, calling your name, trying to get you to stop for just a second.

He huffed, getting frustrated with your attitude. He copied your actions, opening the door only to slam it behind him. He could hear your footsteps going towards your room, but no one else’s, meaning your mother must be at the market and your father must be at the diner. Arvin rolled his eyes and rounded the corner to your room.

“Would you sit your ass down and tell me what the hell is goin’ on!” Arvin raised his voice.

“You’ve been driving me crazy for days!” You shouted at him, plopping down to sit on your bed.

“What?” He asked, seemingly confused. You rolled your eyes, not surprised that he is clueless.

“Arv,you have been more distracted these past couple days then I have ever seen anyone! You don’t talk to me anymore, you don’t even look at me!” You explained, too frustrated to say anything else.

Arvin leaned his back against the wall, thinking of a way to get himself out of this one. He couldn’t tell you about this, not this time, no matter the fact that he tells you everything.

“I’m sorry, alright?” He said calmly, standing in your doorway trying to find out what to say next. You sure as hell weren’t going to taking the apology, not right now, anyway.

In the midst of trying to figure out what to say, you flopped down onto your bed with a huff, making your simple sundress ride up the back of your thighs. Arvin tried not to look, he tried to keep his eyes to himself, but the slight slip of your lace panties was enough to make his gaze stick.

There was so denying the romantic tension between you two. Lenora has tried to convince Arvin to ask you out for years now, but eventually gave up due to lack of confidence from Arvin. Lenora knew how badly you fell for Arvin, which is why you care so much and get so angry in situations like this.

Arvin’s mouth grew dry as he had a lump in his throat. You noticed his silence and turned to face him, rolling onto your side. This showcased your hips as your dress laid across your curves. Arvin groaned mentally, resisting the urge to palm himself.

“What’s ya problem?” You joked, “Finally run outta shit to say?”

“Not now, Y/N.” Arvin warned.

“What? Can’t handle me?” You laughed, standing up and walking over to him, “Shame.”

“Knock it off, Y/N.” He growled. Arvin was about to snap. The sexual frustration building up in his body was enough for 10 men to go crazy.

Arvin turned his back to you and started walking way, but you weren’t having it. You ran in-front of him right before he made it to the front door.

“Hell no!” You snapped, “You wanna ignore me? Then you’re gonna deal with hearing my mouth-“

You didn’t get to finish your sentence before a strong hand clasped around your delicate neck, your back pressed roughly against the door in front of him. You gasped, feeling Arvin press his body against yours as you saw red in his eyes.

“Would ya shut the fuck up!” Hateful words seeped past his teeth before he leaned in towards your ear, “Trust me, doll… I’ll show ya what I’d rather ya do with that pretty lil’ mouth.”

His rough whisper was enough to ignite your entire body into flames of desire. Was this finally happening? Was this a confession?

“Ya wanna know what’s had me so distracted?” He laughed menacingly, leaning down just a bit to run the tips of his fingers up past your sundress, making goosebumps spread over your body, “You, sweetheart. Those eyes. This body. Your laugh. It killin’ me to not pin ya against a wall and fuck ya til’ God himself judges my sentence. Ya got me fucked, ya know that? So, so fucked.”

Your eyes were wide as you felt his hand let go of your neck. The absence made you want to cry, the temptation getting worse as he stepped away from your body.

“Now, I’m leavin’. Ain’t gotta see me no more if that’s what ya want. But, I ain’t takin’ back what I said. I love ya, Y/N, I really do.”

You were stunned. Too stunned to speak… how is this real? You couldn’t believe it. For all this time, you had been head over heels in love with this boy, and he is finally reciprocating?

You saw him make his way toward the back door and mentally jumped back into reality. Footsteps running after him, you yanked his arm back, making him turn around with a shocked expression.

“Wh-“ He didn’t get to say much before you cupped his face and crashed your lips onto his. Arvin stumbled back a bit, wide eyed, before his arms wrapped around your body and his eyes fluttered shut. The kiss? Magical. You’ve had your fair share of kisses, but this one was special… because it was Arvin’s lips pressed against yours.

His hand found your hair as another grabbed your hip, pressing you against the nearest wall. His body kept you still as your lips moved fast against his. Arvin groaned into your mouth and the sexual tension was rising fast.

The hand that was in your hair did a harsh tug, making you angle your neck to the side to allow his lips access. Arvin littered your neck with sweet, savory kisses while you whimpered for more,

“Arv,” you panted, “I need you.”

Arvin groaned once more at your words, his eyes just about rolling to the back of his head. He’s waited his entire life to hear those words, and who better to say them then you?

You felt large hands travel under your pretty little sundress and grasp your ass for dear life, holding tight as he lifted you up. You were quick to wrap your legs around him, tightly securing yourself as Arvin made a beeline for your bedroom. This was all going so fast, so hot, so good.

Suddenly, you were no longer against him. Arvin threw you down on the bed, his hands quickly going for your dress. Lifting the hem, he threw it on the floor, doing the same thing with his clothes until he was left in nothing but his underwear. Your nipples were hard against your thin bra and Arvin could have died staring at your body. What he saw in-front of him was handmade from God, and boy, he felt like this was the holiest yet most sinful moment of his life.

“God damn…” he whispered.

“Really, Arv?” You giggled, “Ya gonna talk about the Lord in a time like this?”

“Shut up n’ get over here.” Arvin smiled, grabbing your ankles and pulling your waist to meet his. You squealed, smiling as you watched Arvin’s lips go from your neck to the valley of your breasts, down your stomach, and down to your panties. Your smile faded as your arousal only flourished watching Arvin pull your panties down your legs… with his teeth.

He had a cocky smirk on his face, pulling his own underwear down and kicking them to the side. Suddenly, everything was scary… you’ve never done this before, what were you thinking?

Arvin noticed and his smirk fell, immediately cupping your face in his hands. Did he do something wrong?

“Darlin’?” He asked softly.

“Ya know that I… I never… I haven’t…”

“That’s what yer worried about?” Arvin chuckled slightly, “I love you, Y/N, and ain’t nothin’ gon change that.”

Feeling reassured, you spread your legs a little more around him. Biting your lip, you nodded, grabbing his face and crashing your lips against his once again. Arvin grunted against your lips, moving up on the bed a little more before situating himself between your legs. You took a deep breath in and out, just waiting.

“Ya sure?” Arvin asks, rubbing your thigh. He was always so good with helping you to feel safe.

“Ya, I’m sure.”

In a heartbeat, Arvin pushed himself inside you. You hadn’t taken the time to look at his length, but you were feeling it now, and it hurt.

You winced and hissed quietly, but urged Arvin to continue. He picked up, slowly but surely making his way in and out of you. Arvin felt the pleasure hit him like a bus and immediately pick up his pace even more, which made you feel everything he was feeling.

You gasped, your hands going to his back, digging your nails into it. Arvin was going decently fast now, moving off the bed only to slam back into you. You moaned loudly and arched your back, taking off your bra and throwing it towards Arvin with a giggle. Arvin caught himself fucking you senseless, eyes gawking as your breasts bounced right in front of him, putting on a show.

“Ya feel- fuck!- so good, sweetheart..” he groaned out, making your body tremble in pleasure, “This pussy is mine, ya got that?”

“Y-Yes, Arvin!” You yelled out his name in ecstasy, trying to find solid ground, but failing. The pleasure Arvin was making you feel was unreal and you couldn’t get enough.

Arvin wanted more. He wanted to see you cowering beneath him, all sore and oozing his cum. He wanted to fuck you so hard that you’d feel it every moment of the next day.

Grabbing your hands, Arvin pinned them above your head and grunted as he felt another wave of pleasure spread through him. You arched your back, throwing your head back as the pleasure overwhelmed you. Arvin smirked and pulled all the way out only to slam into you with all his force.

You were a moaning mess as you felt the knot in your stomach grow tighter and tighter. Arvin noticed this and started fucking you even faster. The louder you became, he noticed that it meant you were closer.

“Arvin- I’m gonna-!” You didn’t get to finish your sentence before spewing your fluids all over Arvin’s cock. He jumped in surprise, but kept going, pulling out to cum all over your stomach.

“That was a hell of a go,” you breathed out, panting violently. Arvin was a sexy sight in front of you, sweat glisten down his abs as he stood slumped.

You made eye contact as everything became quiet. Just staring, you both realized this was long overdue. Arvin laid above you without breaking eye contact and kissed you softly, again and again.

It all felt so surreal. You couldn’t stop it before the words came flying-

“I love you.”

Arvin has been waiting to hear those words for years.

“I love you, Y/N.”

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Backseat -

(Tom Holland) *SMUT*

Summary: You and Tom have an interesting tension while shopping. Tom finally has enough.

Note: enjoy! Took me entirely way too long to write.

Warnings: Smut, degrading, dirty talk, praise, car sex.

You could feel his gaze burning holes into your clothes, only getting more intense as you walked from store to store. The mall was pretty packed, but it's not like Tom ever cared about that. If anything, he would say it was a good thing, so everyone knew you were his and only his.

He'd been staring at you this way ever since you rolled out of bed that morning in nothing but his black t-shirt and your lacey underwear. The night before was an eventful one, it's safe to say that the sheets went for a wild ride, and something told you that he couldn't get it out of his head. The way he was looking at you just told you that much.

Anytime he'd touch you, his hands would linger, his fingers dragging along your skin softly, bringing goosebumps. He smirked at that, as usual, but he couldn't quite get all your attention.

"What exactly is your mission here?" You speak nonchalantly, observing a shirt on a clothing rack that would look incredibly cute with black ripped skinny jeans. Tom was on the other side of the rack, looking at clothes but not caring about them.

"You already know the answer, darling." His voice was low and husky, reminding you of how his warm breath fanning against your cheek when he's close.

"Hmm," you hum, feeling a smile creep onto your lips, "It appears to have slipped my mind."

Tom shoots you a look over the rack, capturing your eyes in his brown ones. You smirked, making him clench his jaw. It was quite the sight, but if he wanted you, he needs to work at it a little better. You weren't going to be wrapped around his finger today, you refused to be... easy.

You looked between him and whatever clothes that ended up infront of you, thinking of ways to make it worse for him. You grasped the bottom of your v-cut shirt, pulling it down slightly to show more cleavage. Tom saw this and rolled his eyes, feeling his pants get a little crowded. He couldn't stand to be teased, but with you, it always tended to happen.

You suddenly felt a tight grip on your bicep, and then you were being dragged. Looking up, Tom had angry sexual frustration written all over his features. The look excited you, but also excited you.

“Sweetheart,” he growled out, leaning into your ear, “You’re playing a dangerous game.”

You smirked, pulling back to stare him in the face. You bit your lip, tugging slightly, watching as Tom watched intently. It wasn’t unusual for you to be so hard to get, you loved to rile him up in all the right ways, whether he saw it that way or not.

“I created the game.” You whispered, pulling him by his collar closer and closer to your lips. But right before you could feel his soft, pink lips on yours, you smirked and stepped away. This left Tom stunned, eyes fluttering open as he realized what you had done.

“That’s it.”

You felt lengthy fingers grip your forearm as you felt your feet dragging against the floor. Tom was fed up, and he was about to show you just how much. Making it out of the shop, Tom dragged you to his car.

You went to the passenger seat door, fully expecting him to drive you guys home so he can show you whose boss… but when Tom opened the rear passenger door, you had a feeling you guys weren’t gonna make it very far.

“Get your ass in there and take your clothes off.”

“Tom, what if someone sees-“

“Does it look like a give a shit?”

You fell silent, watching him walk around the car to the other side after slamming your door shit. You quickly threw off your shirt and skimmed out of your jeans, having no time to fool around. Tom was on a mission and you were not going to get in the way of that.

Tom threw opened the door of the car and gave you a look as he ripped his shirt off. His eyes roamed your skin, simply looking the devour you inch by inch. You bit your lip and smirked.

“Want me?” You asked innocently, smiling to him as you placed your hands on his broad chest, “I’m all yours.”

“Damn right you are.” He growls before throwing his pants in the floor. He threw his large thighs on either side of you and jacked your seat all the way down, laying you vertically as his hot breath fanned again your cheeks. Tom got the best of you always, but now he really had you.

Part of you was incredibly grateful that the vehicle was so big and parked so far away from everyone else, but part of you also wanted everyone to see just who you belong to and have them stare and gawk at how he’d bend you over the hood of the car and fuck you senseless.

“What, nothing to say now?” He smirked at you, fingertips running along your skin ever so tauntingly. You whimpered, you wanted more.

“Tom, please.” You pleaded, staring into his chocolate brown orbs, captivating you ever so heavily.

“Please what, darling?” His cock rubbed against your heat, it’s beautiful pink tip just begging to rip right through you. “Tell me exactly what you want.”

“I…” You could barely form the words as his thick, veiny cock threatened your entrance. You whined and gave him your best fuck me eyes, but all he did was smirked down at you and slightly buck his hips, pushing himself further against you.

“Tom!” You hollered in such frustration that it made his smirk widen, “I need you, love. I need your cock inside me. I need to feel you stretching me out and telling me how good I feel. Please, Tom, fuck me.”

“As you wish, love.”

That was all he said before ramming his hips against yours, penetrating you harshly. Your eyes screwed shut as the pleasure washed over your body, sending streaks of rough love up your spine. You almost wanted to rejoice that you finally got what you wanted, but you knew Tom would punish you for that.

He picked up a rhythm. Tom pulled all the way out of your tight cunt just to slam right back into you, forcing a load pornographic moan up your throat. Tom let out a sign of pleasure as he closed his eyes and tipped his head back, grunting every time his would slam back into you and make your dripping pussy wrap around his thick cock.

“So good for me, aren’t you, kitten?” He chuckled, cutting his laughter short with a breath caught in his throat. “You like being fucked like a cum slut, don’t you?”

All you could do was moan out his name, his words too much for you to handle as your breasts bounced quickly. Tom picked up his pace and started fucking you harder and faster, his cock filling you up every inch of the way.

“So… fucking… perfect…” he moaned out between thrusts knowing you loved the praise. You whimpered out and clawed at his back, unable to take anymore, but knowing you would have too. The pleasure overwhelmed you by a fuck ton.

Tom moved a hand down to your beautiful breasts, cupping one at a time as he kept his steady pace. You wrapped your legs around his waist and moaned out loudly, falling in love more and more every second his cock was inside you.

“T-Tom!” You couldn’t form the words to tell him that you were going to cum, they were stuck in your throat as you looked down and admires the way Tom’s cock fucked you.

“Close, princess? Wanna cum on my cock?” He says breathlessly, his thrusts becoming sloppy as be grunts into your ear, “I’m close too love, cum on my dick, baby. You earned it… such a good girl.”

You didn’t hesitate for a second and allowed your body to release all the tension inside yourself, screaming out as Tom hit all the right spots. As your cum covered his cock, Tom shot his warm seed inside you, groaning into your ear as his body fell on top of yours.

You both just sat for a moment, trying to catch your breath as you replay this event over and over again in your mind. Suddenly, you felt Tom’s body shake with a chuckle, making you smile.

“What?” You questioned, chuckling a bit yourself. Tom raised his head and hovered above you once more, looking down on your beautiful body.

“We fucked in my car.”

“There’s a first time for everything, my love.” You giggled. Tom smiled and attacked your face with kisses, tickling your sides, making you squirm.

“Get your pretty little ass dressed,” he smiled, stopping his fingers from dancing on your skin, “We’re going home to finish this.”

“Ooo.” You smiled and giggled, feeling him slap your ass. You shrieked and hit his chest.

“You’re on.”

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