no matter what decision your heart makes, I will be waiting for you...

chapter 7

⚠️Smut warning ⚠️

You woke up in the middle of the night and went to the kitchen to get something to drink. You took milk from the refrigerator and poured yourself some in a glass.
You took a sip so that you had a small milk beard and put the milk back.
When you closed the fridge again, tom stood behind the fridge door and stared you straight in the eyes.
You jerked back a little and looked him in the eye.

"What are you doing here so late babygirl?" He asks with a smirk on his lips and a soft raspy voice

He came closer and closer and nothing came out of your mouth, you just couldn't answer.
All that came out of your mouth was "E" "I" but no words wanted to come out of your mouth. Not even a "stop"
Every step he took closer, you moved further away until your back hit the kitchen counter and you rejected your hands with the palm of your hand on it.

He moved his hand slowly towards your lips, he put his right hand on your cheek and gently smear with his thumb the milk from your lips.
His warm soft thumb ran over your lips and your breath got heavier before he licked his thumb and smirked.

"You taste good" he smirks an licks the last bit of milk from his thumb

He comes a little closer, your legs are between his and his hip almost touches your belly

His body heat against yours and that's it , your legs feel like jello without him even touching you...

He comes closer to your face but does not kiss you, he just stares into your eyes and then down at your lips, I see him swallow and his Adam's apple move.
Granted that's hot but your need to kiss him is getting bigger and bigger, if he doesn't do it right away you will.

He puts his hands on your hips and squeezes them lightly before pressing his lips against yours and kissing me hard.
You put your hands around his neck and kiss him back. You open your mouth slightly allowing him to stick his tongue inside your mouth.
His taste was sweet , a little bit from the milk but still very sweet.
He lifts you up and puts you on the kitchen counter , not breaking the kiss.

His hands move between your thighs and open them slightly.
You moan in the kiss of his touch even if it's not much.
He moves his hip in your entrance everytime he kisses you and the sound of your smacking during the kisses only makes the whole situation even hotter.

When he started sucking your neck you closed your eyes and leaned your head back a bit.

You felt his hands slowly move to your ass made you twitch a little before relaxing into his touch. He slowly pulls your panties down and you lean your hands on the kitchen counter to lift your butt forhim to pull them down.

His eyes travelled down, taking in each of your details, but it somehow also made you feel insecure.
"What?" You asked, cheeks as red as tomatoes.

"Nothing, you are just beautiful..."
He stated, smirking before gazing up into your eyes again.
He put the left hand on your hip, the other on your thigh, moving it closer and closer near your area until-

You gasp, breath heavy.
Your eyes following his movements. He was- oh he was good!

His finger curled inside you, leaving you as a breathless mess.
Movements ever so slow, you had to grab his shoulder for support while your back arched.

"Fuck tom" you moaned, suppressing an orgasm. Though the moans kept coming.
'Knock knock knock'
His third finger joined, bumping in and out.
'knock knock knock'
again there was a knock interrupting you, but the kitchen had no door-
that's when you woke up, gasping for air.
You sit up straight, completely wet...
Eyes wide and open, totally in shock, you were dreaming.... it was just a dream, but where came the knock from?

"Y/N, you okay?" Tom! fuck! He was right in front of your door...

"Yeah, yeah , Just had a nightmare"
"You sure?" He asked, voice sounding like a smirk.

"Yes Thomas , are you stalking me or why are you standing in front of my door like a creep? AT 2AM!" You let yourself fall back, sighing in annoyance. How could that happen?!

"Well, I couldn't sleep and I heard you moaning my name" Your head immediately popped up again. Hell no. No No No No No!

"Have I at least done a good job?" He asked, and damnit, you knew his nasty grin was probably wider than his brain.

"Fuck off!"

"Come on just tell me." he begged.
"Can I come in?"

"NOOO, LEAVE !!!" You shout at him still a bit embarrassed

"All right, I'm coming in..."
And with that the door opens and a shirtless tom comes in

"Oh my god put on a shirt you perv"
You quickly covered your eyes with the blanket, not daring to look at those abs...

"Come on you were the one having a sex dream about me, so don't call me the perv!"
He jumped into the bed next to you, taking in more space than he was allowed to.

"Shut up!!!" you giggle sheepishly, hitting him with one of your pillows.

" oh you get that back " He takes the other pillow and hits you back, full in your face
"Headshot !!" He shouts as he sits on your belly and hits you again.

You laugh, trying to move but he pushes the pillow in your face and tickles you "T-Tommm stoppp" You laugh so much, you almost pee your pants. "T-Tommm stoppp, I have to pee" you laugh again

Tom laughs, stops and looks down into your face as you both laugh, but not for long before you realize what position you were in.
"S-Sorry" He says as he looks you in the eye.

"It's okay" You blush a little, looking away so he doesn't notice.
After a moment he still hasn't moved, so you look back justvto catch him starring at your lips.
"T-Tom?" You stutter as you snap him out of his thoughts.

"Oh right sorry" He gets off you and lies down next to you with his eyes to the ceiling and his arms under his head.

You turn your head to him and look at his beautiful side profile. Your hand under your pillow where your head lies, and a piece of blanket between your legs. He looks like he is brooding and thinking about something really intensiv but you just can't make out what.

"What are you thinking about?" You ask softly, almost whispering.

"Just... it doesn't matter!" He stands up and makes his way back to his room without looking at you, did you do something wrong?

"Where are you going?" You ask as he walks out.

"To my room. Texting my girlfriend!!" And with that he walked out and slammed the door behind him. At 2 am he wants to write his girlfriend?

First you thought he could be nice and then this, you don't know why but when he mentioned his girlfriend it was like a stab in the- not heart but, but stupid thoughts. It couldn't be jealousy, could it?