Tom Hiddleston one shot/drabble collection

The last hurrah part 2

Prompt requested by VampireQueen666: No, thank you for a great story. I was thinking it would be more about Tom Holland, still playful. Tom Hiddleston and Chris are thinking about going public and though they have had fun with Tom (they haven't had full blown sex with him) they want to become monogamous. They decide to have one last hura. Tom can't celebrate his bday home because he's filming a mini series in New York and is renting an apartment. They secretly sneak in why Tom is in the shower, jump in and tickle him like crazy, pinch his nips, Hiddleston tickles him between the cheeks why Chris tickles his privates. They get out The older guys get to be in their underwear tom has to stay in his bday suit lol. (loved your story before mine got inspired) Chris throws Tom over his knee for a bday spanking While Tom H orders a pizza then Chris switch places while he gets the cake ready. After Tom blows out the candles and both men start biting his big bottom. Tom can't take anymore sit Dalton and they relieve him. As they all pop into bed together They tell tom their plans. he understands. he doesn't think he's gay he just likes being with them and his bday wish is that they are happy.

A/N: Normally I wouldn't do sequels to prompt requests, but as I had so much fun working on part one I decided why not allow it this time? Honestly though part two has been just as much fun to work on too. However I hope I haven't lost anyone's interest and I hope this doesn't disappoint either. Also I know this is a one shot/drabble collection, yet I am allowing this one to remain in here considering it was once a one shot (saves me taking it out and starting over too).

I hope you enjoy A bit of mischief pool side sequel! x

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Summary: Holland is in New York filming a mini series and can't get back home to celebrate with his friends and family. Despite the cast and crew surprising him with a cake they can't get him to go out for the night due to his bad mood. However, his plans to laze around by himself in his rented apartment doesn't turn out as planned, as Hiddleston and Chris fly out to surprise him instead.

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"And that's everything you want to ask?" Chris says seriously, his hands clasped together in front of him with his elbows resting on his thighs. Holland can only silently nod.

"Well, it's been a long day and I think we should all get some rest." Hiddleston adds, as he stands and then stretches his arms above his head, his t shirt rising high enough to see his pleasure trail. Holland gulps thickly and doesn't move right away.

"Good idea." Chris stands up and as Hiddleston is done stretching he feels Chris' strong arm wrap around his waist.

"Not tonight." Tom says as he tries to pull away slightly.

"I'm not suggesting anything!" Chris protests and Tom's brow raises questionably. "What? Can't we just spoon or something? Please?" He pleas and breaks Tom finally as a smile spreads across his lips.

"Fine." Hiddleston rolls his eyes and playfully bumps hips with Chris. Whilst Chris celebrates with a small victory cry of a hissing 'yes' leaves his lips, and with a clenched fist that wasn't around Hiddleston's waist, and his eyes tightly closed for the brief few seconds it lasted for. "Night Tom, see you in the morning. And remember if you think of any more questions just ask, ok?" He says before they leave.

"ye-yeah, sure. Night guys." Holland's voice is small but not very reassuring either.

Chris and Hiddleston head upstairs and leave Holland to his thoughts for a while. Thoughts about what all of this means to him and the questions about his sexuality. Had he been wrong all this time or did he simply just enjoy being with the older men platonically? Eventually when he was ready he went upstairs for the night, but his entire body felt heavy as he began to move. He decided it was down to being tired and once he'd wake in the morning things would no doubt feel different, feel better, after all it would be a new day. After he made it to his room he found the simplest of tasks like brushing his teeth and undressing to take far longer than normal. Again he jotted it all down to being tried and the longer he stood the wearier he would feel. Once he was down to his boxers he got into bed and lay still whilst looking up at the ceiling for a moment, before he turned the bedside lamp off, plunging the room into complete darkness. Despite the darkness around him it didn't send him to sleep as quickly as it would normally after a long day. His brain wouldn't allow him to even though his body yearned for sleep.