Tom Holland and Peter Parker one-shots 2.0

Knife play *part 2, SMUT* (Mob boss!AU, Tom Holland)

Requested by mrsholland199601: Y/N and Tom aren't together but her friends force her to go back out to his club. Her and Tom end up hooking up again. He wants to pursue a relationship with her, but she plays hard to get and makes him work for it.

"No. Fucking. Way." I scoffed and shook my head.

"Why not? Tom's club is the best one in Kingston." Livee groaned. I looked at her with wide eyes.

"Liv, he abducted and tried to kill me. The only thing that saved me was my knife kink." I admitted. Her eyes widened.

"Wait, you had sex with him?! After he tried to kill you?!" She exclaimed. I sighed and gave her a sheepish smile.

"In my defence, you weren't there. Tom Holland, paired with a knife, was hot as shit. But he did try to kill me, so I don't really want to go back to the club that he kidnapped me in." I nodded.

"Oh come on, he's not actually going to kill you. Y/N, you know that his club is the best night out, I'm literally begging you to go there with us." She whined, making me sigh again as she took my hand. I looked at her and bit my lip. I had to admit, I secretly wasn't that against going to his club. It had been a month since Tom had kidnapped me and we'd ended up having sex, but nothing had happened since. I'd been actively avoiding his club since it had happened, but not necessarily because I didn't want more to happen. More because I did want something to happen, but was hesitant about whether or not it should. After all, it was clear that we liked each other on a sexual level at least, but I had to remind myself that we were the children of sworn enemies. Making us sworn enemies. Our life missions were to kill each other, and so I didn't know how our parents would react if we started seeing each other. Though I wasn't sure if we were going to let that stop us.

"You good?" I snapped back as Livee spoke. I sighed and looked at her.

"Yeah, I'm fine. And I'll go to Tom's club. But for the love of god, don't let me hook up with him." I chuckled slightly.

"Babe, I'll be encouraging you to get with him." She teased, making me playfully roll my eyes at her.

Livee, I and a few more of my friends walked into Tom's club, our eyes looking around the already full building. The music thumped in my chest, the stench of sweat and expensive alcohol filling my nose as we walked in.

"We're going to dance, you coming?!" Livee yelled into my ear.

"Nah, I need a drink. I'll come and find you." I nodded. She returned it and gave my hand a small squeeze as she disappeared into the crowd. I headed to the bar, my eyes looking around as I tried to spot Tom in the crowds of people. Surely, he was here, but I couldn't see him.

"Double vodka coke, please." I ordered.

"I'll get that for her." A smirk curled onto my lips as a hand wrapped around my throat from behind, pulling me into the chest of the person as their other arm curled around my waist. I knew instantly that it was Tom, and I knew that his hand wasn't wrapped around my neck like that to kill me. But I also wasn't going to let him have me that easily. I had been completely restrained the last time that we'd done this, and so it had been too easy for him to have his way with me. It wouldn't be like that this time.

"I thought that you'd learned your lesson from last time, darling. If you don't want to die, you shouldn't come to my club." He chuckled, his lips brushing the shell of my ear as he talked. I couldn't help but smirk at his words. I quickly moved his hand from my neck and turned around in his arm before pushing on his chest. He raised his eyebrows, his eyes widening and his lips curling into a smirk as I pushed him away from me.