Tom Holland and Peter Parker one-shots 2.0

The sick partner *SMUT* (Tom Holland)

Requested by yourlocalpieceoftrash: Tom comes home after having a bad day on set to find that Y/N is sick and in bed. She insists that she's fine to get up and make him his favourite food to cheer him up, but he insists that she stays in bed. He gets in to cuddle her and finds out that she's really not wearing a lot.

Tom's P.O.V

Tom shut the front door to the apartment that he shared with his girlfriend, Y/N, a sigh leaving his lips as his eyes fluttered shut. He'd had the longest day on set, absolutely nothing had gone right for him. He had hurt his knee slightly, he'd forgotten his lines, he'd even had a fight with Zendaya. It had just been a shit day, and so all he wanted to do now was curl up in bed with Y/N and cuddle.

"Darling?" he called out.

"Bedroom, Tommy!" he heard her call back, making him sigh again as he headed into their bedroom.

Y/N's P.O.V

I lay in bed, my eyes on my phone as I scrolled through social media.

"Darling?" I heard Tom's voice, telling me that my boyfriend was finally home.

"Bedroom, Tommy!" I called back. The door opened, Tom's lips curling into a tired smile as he walked in.

"Hey, sweetheart." He sighed tiredly.

"How was your day? You look exhausted." I chuckled as he crawled onto the bed and lay down on top of me.

"I am exhausted, love. I had the worst day at work. Everything that could have gone wrong went wrong, and I fought with Zendaya." He mumbled, making me sigh as I started to gently run my fingers through his hair the way that I knew that he liked.

"Aw, Tommy, I'm sorry that you had a bad day." I responded. He sighed and raised his head to look at me.

"It's okay, it is what it is. How was your day? Why are you in bed so early?" he asked.

"I haven't felt too well today, but I'm okay. How about I make you your favourite food, and we can watch your favourite movie too as a way to cheer you up?" I suggested.

"Darling, that's so sweet, but you don't feel well." He sighed.

"I'm fine, Tommy, it's okay." I chuckled.

"No, love, you're sick. So, what we're actually going to do is cuddle in bed." he smiled, making me playfully roll my eyes as he sat up to straddle me. He pulled the covers back, his eyes widening as he saw that I was only in my underwear.

"Oh, shit. I wouldn't have suggested just cuddling if I'd have seen what you were wearing." he flirted. I smirked and shook my head, making Tom wink at me as he got into the bed next to me and pulled the covers over us. I sighed out and lay on my side, my head resting against the pillow as Tom curled his arm around me from behind and pulled me into his chest before resting his head on my shoulder.

"Hmm. This is nice." he sighed quietly, but I could tell by the fact that his crotch was gradually hardening against my ass that he didn't just have relaxed cuddling on his mind.

"You sure? You sure that you're not getting turned on by the fact that I'm only in my underwear?" I teased.

"In my defence, darling, I didn't know that you had so little clothing on." he chuckled, making me return it as he leant down and started to kiss along my neck. I knew where this was going, and I had no intention of stopping it.

"Are you too sick to have your boyfriend go down on you, love?" he hummed into my skin, making me smirk and bite my lip as I looked over my shoulder at him.