after hours | tom kaulitz

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as more and more time went on, Tom was beginning to fade from my mind, no longer meeting me at every corner of my maze of a brain.

I laughed as I took a sip from my drink, staring James in the eyes as his lips formed into a tight smile.

"So, you admit it, then?" he cocked a brow, his smile not faltering as I shot my hands up and rolled my eyes, a grin beginning to form on my face.

"What? no! Never! I hate boyfriends!" he laughed, grabbing one of my hands and kissing it softly.

"I'm glad you're my girlfriend" I smiled, allowing him to keep kissing my hands.

"I'm glad I am too"

—

I was nervous as I stared at the sticky note, it read "Mike" so I took a deep breath in and walked into the room, the beaded curtain shimmying as I shuffled through, the door closed.

for a moment, the music played, and no words were exchanged until I saw just who was sitting on the couch.

it was him.

tom.

I stared at him, the music blasting as I looked, my eyes wide.

"what are you doing here...?" I was almost silent, fear settling deep inside me as I kept my gaze lingering.

"I'm here to see you, baby" his voice was soft and smooth, almost as if it was ready for me. I swear I felt my knees turn to liquid as he spoke.

"why..?"

"I realized how badly I needed you back" his back was straight, now. I stared intensely at him, I heard him slightly whimper at the end of the sentence, immediately telling me exactly what he wanted.

"All I ask, is you give me this one final dance and let me take you home, and I promise I'll leave you alone" I realized my eyes had begun to water, blinking a couple of times and shrugging.

I waited a moment, letting the music continue as I got set on stage and began dancing.

—

by the time the song was over, I was on top of him, tongues connecting as we kiss.

"Please let me take you home" his voice was whiny and soft, his hands kneading my thighs as he slightly bounced his knee up and down, just barely brushing against my panties.

almost instantly he got up and got in his car, waiting patiently for me as I clocked out.

"Love you lace! bye!" I shuffled outside, coat wrapped around me and I quickly slid into the passenger seat.

the entire car ride home he teased me, fingers resting on my left thigh and tapping to the beat of whatever song he was playing. Occasionally his fingers would slide up, slipping just barely above my core, only enough to get my thighs to twitch as I shook for a moment.

as my house approached us I saw my mom's car in the driveway, silently signaling to Tom to be quiet. He was quick to nod, following behind me like a puppy as I frantically unlocked the front door.

the moment we were in my room he was quick to shut and lock the door, triple checking for my anxiety.

he slowly crawled on top of me, a large grin on his face as he pulled off my coat, slow enough to make me want to cry.

He sucked on my neck as he pushed me down on the bed, grabbing my ankles and pulling our clothed crotches together, my back slightly arching from the position we were in.

He dragged his bottom lip in between his teeth, placing his fingers on the waistband of my panties, slowly tugging them down before looking up at me and raising his eyebrows, mouth slightly agape.

I nodded in consent, allowing him to pull them down further until they slipped off my ankles.

The feeling of the cold air connecting with my warm folds was incredible, it made me shiver.

He peered down at my soaked pussy, watching the way I squirmed under his gaze, a large rough hand moved to my abdomen, making any such movement impossible.

I glanced down and watched as he slipped off his belt with one hand and stepped out of his pants, a large bulge in his boxers which were quickly removed too.

He wasted no time burying himself inside of me as I moaned, covering my mouth with my hands.
he pumped himself inside of me, his dick stretching me open as I whined.

"be quiet, baby" he placed one of his hands over mine, muffling most of the noise I made. his hand that was once on my abdomen reached upwards to force one of my hands onto the bed.

He continued to slam into me, watching my boobs bounce beneath my shirt.

"You like it when I fuck your sweet little pussy like that?" he growled, leaning his head onto mine as his strokes grew sloppy.

He pulled out and forcefully flipped me over onto my stomach, yanking my hips up until my hole was in line with his tip.
he drove inside of me and left me no time to adjust as I whimpered, his pace hurriedly picking back up.

He aimed for my sweet spot and after a few wrong thrusts he hit it, watching as I moaned out his name as quietly as I could manage.

"Fuck, Tom!"

I felt my climax approaching and reached a hand down to rub my clit, my advances were quickly declined as he replaced my hand with his and rubbed in a circular motion.

Each thrust inside of me went harder and deeper than the last, I was right on the edge and I was about to fall.
I felt a large rush through my body, my sight turning white as I bit my lip raw.
my thighs shaking as I dug myself into the pillows, gripping them tighter with every second.

I felt him pull out of me and cum all over my back, painting me. I moaned softly at the warmth coating my body, us both coming down from our highs.

"I have to get going, mads. I can't get caught here" he groaned, slipping out of bed and grabbing his clothes, wiping the cum off my back with his shirt.

while I lay in bed, naked, a fully clothed tom sits next to me on the bed, leaning down and kissing my lips.

"Madeleine, you know I'd kill for you right?" I sleepily nodded, feeling his fingers intertwine with mine.

"I'm serious, you're my everything" I hummed softly to let him know I was still listening, just half asleep.

"you know I have killed for you, right?" as much as I want to say this shocked me and woke me up instantly, it didn't, I wasn't shocked at his remark.

for a moment I stayed silent, not letting any noises emit from me, until I let out another hum and squeeze his hand.

"I love you, Madeleine" I opened my eyes, scooting up slightly as I made eye contact with him, a small smile spreading across my face.

"I love you too, Tom..." my voice was tiny, and soft.

Tom stared at me for a few moments more before leaning down and kissing me again, telling me he loved me once more before hastily heading out of my room.

love.

it felt so surreal to say, he loved me.

I was still dating James, and here he is, telling me how much he loves me.

the word repeated in my mind a million times, my heart fluttering as I blushed, allowing myself to listen to him saying I love you a million times more.

he loved me.

soon enough I felt my eyes begin to close, sleepiness washing over me entirely. My eyes shut as I fell asleep.