Tom Holland and Peter Parker one-shots 2.0

Hades and his wife (Tom Holland)

Requested by overwrld: Tom and Y/N are the king and queen of Hell. Whenever they have visitors, they always try to drag Y/N away from Tom because they think that she deserves better than him, since he is only nice to his family and Y/N. Every time, Tom has the men executed.

I stood in mine and Tom's dark bedroom, smoothing my long black dress out against my skin and double-checking that I looked my best.

"Wow." I looked over my shoulder as my husband stood there, hands in his trouser pockets as he stared at me.

"Like what you see, Tommy?" I teased as he walked towards me and wrapped his arms around my waist from behind.

"Hmm, I love what I see, darling." he smirked, making me giggle and return it as he lowered his head and started to leave kisses along my neck. Whilst on the surface of things, we looked like your standard married couple, in reality, we were far from that narrative. Because the truth was that Tom was the king of Hell, and I was his queen. When Tom had approached me for the first time seven years ago, it was on Earth and so I hadn't thought much of it. All I knew was that I felt extremely flattered to have this insanely attractive guy want me. We had started dating, but something always felt slightly off. I had found out why on our fifth date, when he had revealed to me that he was king of the underworld. To say that I was shocked was an understatement. He'd made it clear that whilst he was sure that I was the one, he understood if I couldn't get over everything and so left him. But I didn't. I could never put my finger on exactly what it was, but something had drawn me to Tom from the moment that I'd seen him. Maybe we were soulmates or some stupid shit like that. It didn't matter. Because here I was, in hell, with the love of my life as I helped him to rule over his kingdom of souls. And I loved it. I smirked slightly as Tom's teeth gently grazed against my skin, his hands gripping my waist tighter as they slowly but surely moved to the space in between my legs.

"I don't think so, we've got your court to address." I chuckled, making him groan as I moved out of his arms.

"I would much rather just fuck you." he stated bluntly, me laughing in return as he curled his arms around me again and I rested my hands against his chest.

"Well, you might get your wish if the visitor for today is one trying to take me." I nodded, making him sigh and return it. That was the only aspect of being Tom's wife that I didn't like. We'd regularly get visitors from other realms and worlds, or even just people from the surface that were powerful enough to travel to Hell and make it back alive. But one thing that they all had in common was that they all wanted me. Tom had a reputation for being a real piece of work, these visitors not knowing that of course he was kind to me and his family. But him being a dick to others was enough evidence for them to think that Tom wasn't good enough for me, and so try to drag me away from him. I'd been kidnapped, I'd been drugged, every method of stealing someone had been used in attempts to get me away from him. Luckily for me, Tom would always foil these attempts and we'd watch happily as he had them executed.

"I don't know, love. I live for the sex, but after the first two times that someone tried to kidnap you, it got old." he scoffed.

"I know that it did, Tommy. But it's okay because I'm happy with you and I always will be." I reassured. He smiled and bit his lip as he leant down to kiss me. I returned it, holding his face as his hands gripped my waist.

"S-sorry to interrupt." Tom broke the kiss, making me chuckle and bite my lip as he clenched his jaw.

"What the fuck is it?" he spat at the servant as he looked over his shoulder.