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T.R. III | Choke

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dear lord hgelpp meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

anyways i think yall should know that i had a dream where i stole my mum's car, picked up my ex (who lives in poland) and had absolutely wild car sex. safe to say, i woke up, cried and almost threw up, because i hate that motherfucker. like he came over to our flat when we were on holiday and i was this close 🤏 to strangling myself with my shoelace.

anyways i might be using the dream as inspo for oneshot, because while i do hate the guy, it was a good shag

warnings; dom!tom, choking (duh?), semi-public, biting, degradation, light puppy play at one point, bratting, brat taming, like one time denial, possibly more that i'm missing.

Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit.

"You want to tease me in class?" Tom growls lowly, and you can only force yourself to not moan out as his body presses flush against yours.

His hands dig in more into your thighs, fingers painfully tearing at your skin, and his mouth latches beneath your jaw.

He kisses it, way too softly for it to not contrast with his words, and then he bites. Hard.

With a gasp, your curl away from the wall, and Tom lick his tongue over the bite, soothing the painful sting as he presses you to the stone.

"I'm going to show you where teasing me gets you." He threatens, and then his hands slide up under your skirt, his fingers digging into the seam of your tights.

"Tom." You gasp his name, your arms straining as you keep yourself hooked around his neck, and he pays you no mind, tearing your tights down the split.

The rip is loud in the classroom, and Tom snarls lowly when your nails slightly claw into the back of his neck in attempt to stay where you are.

"Don't even fucking try, Y/N." He snaps, his free hand dropping back to your ass.

Once again, his claiming hands dig into the flesh, and he hitches you higher on the wall, his other hand still beneath your skirt.

"Try what?" You quip, and he growls out a sound, his mouth reattaching onto your neck, biting down hard.

You choke out a sound, and his hand presses against your soaking cunt through your panties, making you mewl out slightly when he starts rubbing you.

It's rough, and the material just adds to the feeling on your sensitive clit, making you try to grind down on his hand.

"Don't move until I tell you to." He instructs, and there's a harsh smack on your ass. His hand moves away, his thumb hooking on the edge of your panties to drag them over.

The elastic snaps back against your skin when he lets go, and you jolt, fists tightening as you hug yourself even closer.

"I'm going to fuck you exactly like I wanted all class long." Tom states. "And you're going to do what I say, and take what I give. Understood?"

"Yes." You gasp out, head rolling back.

"Address me properly." He snaps. He doesn't usually ask for this, and somehow, it gets you all the more excited.

"Yes sir." You stammer out, and as a reward, his fingers slide back to your cunt.

With deliberate movements, Tom strokes you, firm but not too hard, and you hiss out a moan, your head thumping against the wall.