tom holland + peter parker

even T.H.

request: hiii how are u? can u please do a tom holland x female reader where she does the tik tok leggings prank? i really appreciate u and i love ur writing thank uu❤️please tag me when ur done <3

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After spending the day with Aisha, she'd shown you several tiktoks of girls modeling new leggings for their significant others. After minutes of convincing you, she'd dragged you down to the shops to buy a few pairs. You tried one pair on while in the store, and immediately fell in love with the feeling — not that you'd admit that to anyone, let alone Aisha.

When you're eating pastries in the cafe, she practically begs you to make the tiktok, and although you're barely reluctant, you give in and promise to send her the results — or post them.

You're home alone now, luckily giving you time to change and set up your phone camera. Twenty minutes later and Tom is walking through the door with the rest of the boys, deep into conversation about something or another. You're reaching into the kitchen cupboards, drawing the attention to your ass, which looks stunning as hell, as Aisha put it. You didn't disagree. With haste, you start the video just in time for them to walk into the kitchen.

"Wow."

"Well hello there."

The boys greet you first, and when Tom gets a glance at what they're staring at, he huffs. "Nobody gets to check my girlfriend out but me," He stands in front of you, blocking their views. You giggle but continue with what you're doing.

Suddenly, he turns around and drops his voice to a whisper, ensuring his words can only be heard by you. "These new?"

"Yeah. You like 'em?"

"Fucking love them," He growls back, hands grabbing you through the leggings. You squeal and scrunch your nose up, trying not to get shy and bashful.

"Tom," You whisper-yell, and he merely smirks back, hands calloused and rough but gentle in their movements.

"Whaaat? Can't I cherish the perfect body you have?" He kisses your jaw sensually. "'M a lucky bloke."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah. And these leggings," He raises his brows. "Buy them all. Every color, all the types. I want this," He squeezes, "Everyday."

Eventually, you break your stance and giggle. "Calm down there, rowdy boy."

"No," He whines, lip pouting while you point towards something. He gasps, "Y/N!" His mouth drops, "You- that was- I'm-" His cheeks get pink and you laugh again, pulling him into your arms while you nuzzle into his chest with a laugh. He's embarrassed, but you love the tint of his cheeks. "Always doin' that to me."

"Yeah," You sigh, "But you get to see this ass, so I'd call it even."