Like those of you who chose to read this book, I was obsessed with Tom Holland and/or his role as Spider-Man. This book holds both wholesome moments and smutty moments with the amazing actor.
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A/N- Tell me if you guys want a part 2 of this, I was already planning on doing one but I wanna see how many of you would actually read it.
Person- Tom Holland
Warning(s)- Swearing, Sexual flirting/touching.
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I had just finished putting on my outfit for the night, Tom and I were going clubbing with some friends. I added some last touches to my makeup, I was keeping it light since I already knew I was gonna be sweating by the end of the night. I heard Tom's call for me asking if I was ready but I wanted to make sure my outfit was put on right. I moved in front of the floor mirror, adjusting the sweater crop-top while pulling my skirt up slightly just to show off a little more legs. I glanced to the side slightly at the door right as Tom appeared in the doorway. "Darling you look lovely but we gotta go now unless you wanna be late?" He questioned, his tone lowering sending shivers down my spine.
I giggled and turned around towards him, my skirt fluttering up giving him a glance at my black lace panties. "Darling-" he started but I held up my hands and walked out of our closet. "I'll wear what I want, got a problem with it. Take it up with Grace." I told him while walking past my dog, Grace. A Rottweiler, honestly the love of my life when Tom's not here and he knows it. "Fine fine, let's just hurry up." He muttered in quick defeat as I grabbed the car keys out of the marble bowl on the countertops.
The Outfit
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Arriving at the Club
I was about to reach for the door handle but Tom locked the car when he got out. I looked over to him confused until realizing he was coming around to my side. He unlocked the car and opened my door "a queen should never open her own doors." He told me causing me to blush as I got out. He shut the door but pressed me against the car, I glanced up to him to see him biting his bottom lip. He muttered softly "I already regret this."
I giggled and took the keys from him, locking the car and putting them into my pockets. I zipped my pockets as his hands grabbed my hips gently. His hands slid to my butt "darling your skirt is up, you're showing everyone what's mine." His tone was possessive, I pressed my hands to his chest and tilted my head up towards his. I pecked his lips but as I pulled back he leaned forward, reconnecting our lips. My hands slid up and into his already messy hair, gripping it slightly. I pant softly when our lips separated for a second before re-connecting.
His hands squeezed my butt causing me to moan softly into his mouth. I pulled his head back by his hair causing him to groan. I watched as his eyes rolled back slightly and he licked his bottom lip. "Alright alright, I'll control myself darling. You can't blame me though, you're perfect for me and you're wearing a skirt." He told me and I playfully scoffed, crossing my arms. "What's wrong with me wearing a skirt?" I questioned and he shook his head, his hair flopping around at the movement. "Nothing is wrong with it darling, I'm just saying-" he started but a hand on his shoulder startled us both.
