You, a very sexy hot and beautiful (female) reader x Tom Holland
Yeah i won't spoil anything, bitch.
I actually don't know shit about Tom Holland, well except the fact that he is an actor of course. This fic was made for my friend but feel free to r...
Anyway, I don't know how to write smut, but I can give it a try.
𝙄𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙𝙖𝙝𝙪𝙜ᵉᵃᵐᵒᵘⁿᵗᵒᶠᵐᵒⁿᵉʸ
Btw this is a virgin writing smut
Bear with me plz. I hope you enjoy this bullshit, dear reader~ ♡
(UNFINISHED) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
You were doing your makeup for once. (Because remember, you're not like other girls so you don't usually do your makeup)
You were unexperienced, but you tried. You were about to go on a date with daddy Tom. You already chose your outfit, so makeup was all that was left.
You get to choose your outfit:
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SORRY SORRY
No because the last outfit is actually so fucking sexy, like you can't say it didn't make you horknee. Anyways, use your imagination, wear whatever you want. <3
You wore (whatever the fuck you want, because a sexy hoe like you will look good in anything).
You made a last stroke for your eyeliner and... done!
You looked in the mirror, admiring your own beauty. As you should 😼
You sighted. It was hard and exhausting being like the other girls, doing makeup and actually caring about how you look.
You couldn't resist, you took out your phone, made a peace sign and duck lips. *snap*, and the selfie was done. You looked down on your phone. Beautiful. Sexy. Hot. Majestic. Heat waves.
You checked the time on your phone. 7:38 pm.
You were supposed to meet Tom in a very expensive restaurant at 8 pm.
He went out at 6:30 pm. You didn't know where he went. All you knew was that he wandered off somewhere.
Maybe to buy you some chicken buggies UWU
You had some time left, the restaurant was 3 minutes away, if you drove there of course.
Yeah, you did have a good amount of time left. Because of that, you went on you phone and scrolled through Tomstagram. You didn't have any friends, but hey, at least you had a Tom that you could stalk 😼
You scrolled and scrolled through his pictures, not realizing you went way back to his pictures from 1829.
You checked the time again. 7:55. Better get going now.
You go out of the mansion, but after looking around for a bit, you see a white limo. Ugh, why white? You weren't like other girls, so of course you'd like a black limo more. Whatever.
You shouldn't be an ungrateful bitch, dear reader‼️‼️🤬🤬🤬🤬💀😼👹🧍♂️😩
"Master Tom wanted me to drive you to the very expensive restaurant, so hop in you beauty"
Your eyes widened, but you hopped in anyways
Sorry this is where it ends since I lack motivation. I didn't know where I was heading with this story either... I just... went with the floooooow
