tom holland + peter parker

two different ways T.H.

request: https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMe6v8S6q/

Pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeee write something like this

another tiktok au! if you dont want to watch the video, it's basically the trend where the guy chokes his girlfriend in two different ways to get two different reactions <3

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"She's probably heard of the trend, Tom." Harrison sips his beer, setting in on the table while he leans back, hands on his knees.

Tom's legs are spread while he, too, leans back with a sigh and a hand running through his messily arranged curls. He's growing them out again, though he's grown a particular preference for short hair now. He won't tell you that, though. "I don't think she has. She's on the 'gay side of tik tok.'"
"What's a gay side of tiktok?"

Tom shrugs his shoulders at his younger brother, Harry. "I don't know? I guess there's different sides of the app?"

"And you happen to be on the side with crazy kinks?"

"I don't know!" Tom huffs, slightly pouting.

Harrison chuckles, "I'm sure you can still do the tiktok even if she has heard of the trend."

"Yeah, but prepare to lose this bet," Harry snickers, elbowing Tuwaine while they joke around about the topic.

"I'm going to win, and you know it." Harry rolls his eyes at Tom's antics, but before the conversation moves any further, you're walking through the front door with a smile and a wave goodbye to your friend.

"Hey all." You wave to everyone in the room, smiling as you sit on Tom's thigh, legs throw over his with a small smile. "Hey, babe."

"Hi, love." He smiles, eying Harrison and Harry before indulging himself in your spirit.

"What're we all talking about?"

"Just... work."

You hum, arm snaking around his neck to keep him close. He vibrates against you, humming while he kisses the small patch of skin below your jawline. You involve yourself in a conversation with Tuwaine and Harry, and eventually Tom and Harrison are discussing something from Tom's phone.

After a few encouraging words and several arm nudges, Tom is opening the tiktok app with Harrison's guidement. Eventually he pulls up the trend he's stumbled upon.

Your words are cut short as Tom's phone is placed in front of you. You don't have enough time to read the words on the screen, because Tom's arm is moving around your neck, locking you in for a few seconds.

You roll your eyes, "Stopppp." With a whine and a pouting, you groan, but that too is cut short when Tom's arm is swiftly moved from your neck and replaced with his hand, thick lanky fingers encasing around your neck.

He's sensual with it, fingers calloused against your sensitive and supple skin. He moves slowly, unrushed, and his grip gets tighter. Your eyes go wide for a moment, but then your head tilts back while you exhale shakily, eyelids fluttering shut as you bite your lip.

Tom smirks, his eyebrow raising while he makes eye contact with Harry and Harrison. They're wide eyed, mouths dropped open while they glance back and forth between you and Tom. You're still on his lap, but it's more suggestive now, and though the video only lasts a few seconds, it's enough to almost emit a moan from you.

Tom pulls his hand away before you let it slip, and he's sticking his tongue out for the remainder of the video, laughing calmly. You flare your nostrils, smacking his arm while you scrunch your face up cutely. He chuckles and you groan in slight annoyance.

"Tom!"

"Sorry, love. Gotta do what you gotta do."

"You're gonna out me to your entire fandom!"

"Yeah, you and all your disgusting kinks."
You eye Harry with a snarl, and Tom chuckles again, kissing the skin where your shoulder and neck come together. He's sweet and cheeky, smiling against your skin while you watch his fingers type up a caption for the video.

"my baby loves some hands🥺🥺"

You roll your eyes, and when he finally turns the phone off, he's making grabby hands towards the other boys. He's relentless, and they give in, each of them passing him a thick twenty pounds. You gasp, hand playfully connected with his upper arm in a smack. Tom looks up at you.

"Hm?"
"You're evil."

He smirks again, fighting off a chuckle. His hand sneakily returns its position on your neck. He leans in close, so close that you can smell his cologne, and he kisses the lobe of your ear before whispering dirtily into it. "You love it."