KISS LIST || TOM KAULITZ

𝑃𝐴𝑅𝑇 𝑇𝑊𝐸𝑁𝑇𝑌-𝑇𝑊𝑂

MAIVY POV

I sit in the tub, playing with some of the bubbles.

I was bored out of my mind, and I had literally just gotten in. I was also wondering why Tom wouldn't stop his yapping. Who talks that much during sex?

Weirdo.

I place some of the bubbles on top of my head. This was supposed to be 'relaxing' but i'm just bored.

"TOMM!" I yell at the top of my lungs, I heard his hard footsteps come near the door. "What's wrong are you okay?" He questions out of breath.

"Get in with me please?" I smile brightly, Tom turns around locking the door. He takes off his sweatpants and new boxers he has put on.

I scoot up a little, giving him room to get in. Tom places  both his feet in, sitting down. I scoot back in getting closer to him. "Why'd you want me to come in?" He says. "I don't know, missed you I guess." I shrug.

"I just saw you like five minutes ago." Tom laughs, rubbing my arms. "I can't miss my boyfriend?" I turn my head to face him.

"I suppose you can." He hugs my waist, putting his head on my shoulder. "Why were you so obsessed with the cheer thing earlier." I ask.

"Mm, no reason." Tom shrugs, kissing down my neck and collarbone. "Tell me pleasee." I whine. "Nothing don't worry about it." He places a firm kiss on my lips.

I kiss him again, cupping his face. "Tell me." I nod. "It's so I know what you like and don't like." He explains.

"Were you mapping out my orgasms?" I turn my whole body towards his now. "Basically, yes." He responds. "You little weirdo that is so weird." I laugh, covering my mouth. "No it's not, it's why i'm good at what I do."

"And what's that?" I tilted my head slightly. "Sex." Tom responds simply. "Mm, there's better out there." I tease him. "Have you ever tried better?" Tom leans in whispering in my ear. "I mean, no." I say defeated.

"Then how would you know?" He turns my body back around to lean against his chest. "I just know, okay!" I cross my arms.

"Okay, Maivy, okay." Tom chuckles.

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"What time is it?" I dry my hair off, sitting in his bed. Tom takes his phone out from the pocket of his sweats. "Midnight." He shows me the glowing phone screen.

"Can you give me my phone so I can tell my mom i'm spending the night at Gemma's?" I point to my phone on his desk. "Why don't you stay here." He whines stomping his foot up and down.

"I am, i'm just not aloud to spend the night at a guys house." I reply. "Oh." He says, grabbing my phone and tossing it to me.

I text my mom the details, turning my phone off. "Let me show you something." Tom puts his arm out for me to grab. "Can you sneak into my room and get me some clothes and underwear first?" I point to the window.

"I can pick anything?" Tom asks, stepping out his window. "Whatever you pick is fine." I smile. He gives me a thumbs up, jumping down his window and climbing up to mine.

I lay back on his bed, waiting patiently. A couple minutes go by before I saw Tom coming back inside. I sit up a little waiting for me to give me the clothes.

"I tried to keep it appropriate, for Bill." He laughs a little handing me the clothes. "Thank you." I grab them from him, placing them on the bed.

I put my legs through the lacy black underwear he got, before standing up, lifting it up a little to go just over my lower stomach.

I sit back down grabbing the silk pajama shorts doing the same process. "You just wanted to see my titties." I sigh, putting the bralette on.

"Can I not look at your boobs?" Tom smirks, setting his gaze on my tits. "I mean, I don't mind it." I pull the bralette down, it rested about four inches higher then my belly button.

"Let's go make food." Tom pulls on my hand. "I wanna be held, carry me." I put my hands up.

Tom wraps his arms around my body, carrying me up I wrap my legs around him, resting my head on his shoulder. I hold on tight, knowing he would have to let go to open the door.

Tom twists the knob open, walking over to Bill's door he knocks, holding my back with one of his hands. Bill doesn't answer, Tom just opened the door anyway.

"Why do you have those big ass headphones on." Tom speaks, I couldn't see Bill, I could only see the door and the hallway behind us. I heard some wires moving.

"You're finally done having sex at the top of your lungs or do I have to put these back on?" Bill remarks.

"We're done." Tom says. "Kay, what do you want then." He replies. "Come with us to make food?" Tom waves him over to the stairs, I heard Bill sigh getting up.

Tom adjusts the way he was holding me, my body bouncing up a bit. "Gentle." I say simply. "Sorry." He pats my hair down, running down the stairs.

"Didn't I just say to be gentle Tom." I whine a little against his back. "My badd." He walks over to the kitchen, placing me on the counter. I clutch my hand onto his shirt, not letting him let go of me.

"Maivy, let go." He pulls away. "No." I shake my head. "How are we supposed to make food if i'm holding you." Tom rubs on my back. "Just hold me baby please." I hug him even tighter.

"God I fucking hate couples." Bill groans, opening the fridge. "Go back to Adam." Tom says sarcastically.

"Dick is too small no thank you." Bill squats looking at the bottom shelf of the fridge.

"Then get with a girl I don't know." Tom says back. "They're all asking me if I can fuck them in the ass." Bill turns his head to Tom, glaring at him.

"Just do it then." Tom shrugged. "Ivy, would you ever wanna get fucked in the ass." Tom asks, I unrest my head from his shoulder looking at him.

Staring, blankly.

"What?" He pulls his head back, looking me up and down. My eye twitches as I tilt my head at him.

"I know you did not just ask that Tom." Bill closes the fridge walking over to the pantry.

"I'm asking a question, it's just a simple question." Tom says. "The answer is no." I answered.

"Oh well."