Tom Holland smut book 🕷

[ańgrŷ 😤]

Word count:1,146
⚠️warnings: fingering, oral sex, make & female receiving⚠️
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You and Tom were sat at the dinner table with his parents.

Nikki and you were having a conversation about careers.

"So y/n I have heard you have applied for an acting corse? Nikki said taking a sip of her wine."

"Uh yeh, you said glancing back at Tom who was smirking for some reason."

Toms parents were having a chat while you and Tom were just staring into each other eyes.

He than came up to your ear and kissed your neck leaving small purple marks.

"Just wait till we get home, I'm going to fuck you so bad you won't be able to walk for 7 years, he said than taking his lips from your ears and paying attention to his parents."

You nearly spat out your water.

"Y/n darling are you okay? Nikki asked you with a tilted head."

You nodded your head and Tom just started giggling.

He placed his hand on your thigh and he started rubbing friction on it.

"Tom stop, you said under your breath."

He continued but getting further up your thigh.

The bill came and the waiter who brought it winked at you.

Toms jaw was clenched, when the waiter came back he dropped something in your pocket but Tom didn't see.

You and Tom hugged his parents and than you both got in his car.

He drove with his hands on the steering wheel, his veins were nearly popping out and his jaw was clenched.

"Tom, you asked moving the hair pieces in front of his eyes."

"What? He asked keeping his attention on the road."

"What's up babe? You asked stroking his thigh."

"Nothing, he said but the whole way back home the drive was silent."

You both got in the house taking your shoes off.

"I'm going in the shower babe, you said jogging upstairs."

You got in the bathroom and took your clothes off and stepped in the shower turning the steaming hot water on.

The water ran down your body, and at this point you hair was all wet.

You finished up in the shower and put your sports bra on and some sweatpants.

You tried to find peter and he was in his room on his phone.

You walked in and sat next to him on the bed.

"Tell me what's wrong, you said placing your head on his shoulder."

He held up the note that the waiter gave you.

"It must have slipped our your pocket y/n."

You took you head off his shoulder and sat up.

"Why are you so pressed over a fucking note that has a number on, you asked shaking your head."

"Because people fucking think they can get in your pants every day! Tom said standing up."

"But I wouldn't let them but you think I will because I'm a "slut" you said storming out the room."

He ran after you, and grabbed your arm and turned you around.

"I didn't mean it like that, Tom said."