Tom Holland and Peter Parker one-shots 3.0

The after-party *SMUT* (Tom Holland)

Requested by daddydracomalfoy12: Tom and Y/N are close friends who have just finished filming a movie together. At the party thrown to celebrate the end of filming, their closeness goes a step further and they end up hooking up.

I walked into the Russo Brothers' mansion, my curled hair and purple lips making me feel like a million pounds as I walked into the already full party. I walked through the packed rooms, my eyes searching for the one person that I was here for. The one person who I was hoping that I'd get further with tonight. I wandered into the kitchen, my lips curling into a smirk and my heart leaping in my chest as he stood there, pouring himself a shot of vodka. He looked up at me.

"Oh, hey, darling. Just the person that I wanted to see tonight." Tom smiled, making me smirk and bite my lip as I sauntered towards him.

"Interesting, because you were just the person that I wanted to see tonight too." I returned, making him laugh and nod as he wrapped his arms around me in a hug. Tom and I had been very close friends for as long as I could remember, the cliche of me always having had a secret crush on him being ever present here as I fell for my best friend more by the day. And so when we got the calls to say that we'd be playing the leading couple in the movie 'Cherry' and therefore would have to kiss and be naked together, I had mixed emotions. Of course I had been over the moon for both of us, these roles were the biggest ones of both our careers so far, and so both of us nailing them was a big deal. But with that had come the nerves of having to be so intimate with the boy that I was secretly in love with. With every kiss, every hand of his on my cheek, every retake of the scene where we'd been in bed naked together, I had hoped that afterwards, Tom would pull me to the side and kiss me for real. But it had never happened. Tonight at the party was my last shot before I gave up hope. After all, I'd been pining over the boy for years and we would constantly flirt and be close, so I feared that if he hadn't noticed me by now, he never would. But I still had to shoot my shot tonight.

"How have you been? Feels like ages since I last saw you, love." He commented as he grabbed another shot glass to pour me a shot too.

"Tommy, please, we were kissing for the last scene not even a month ago." I scoffed, making him smirk and nod as he poured the liquid into the glass.

"And I'd do it again, just to get the chance to kiss you again." He flirted as he handed me the shot glass. My eyes widened slightly at the comment, my cheeks heating up as I desperately tried to keep my cool at his words.

"We don't have to be doing a scene for you to kiss me, Tommy." I returned, making him smirk and bite his lip as he looked at me.

"Maybe I'll kiss you by the end of the night then." He nodded.

"I wouldn't complain." I shook my head, only making the boy's smirk widen as we clinked the glasses and downed the shots. And so, it began.

I stood on the dance floor, my head hazy from the shots that Tom and I had done as I swung my hips to the music. Even with the alcohol, I still couldn't get Tom's words out of my mind. If anything, the toxins were only embedding them more. I'd do it again, just to get the chance to kiss you again. Maybe I'll kiss you by the end of the night then. Those had been his words. His blatantly flirting words. I couldn't quite believe it, and at this rate I was seriously hopeful that yes, something would happen between us by the end of the night. All I had to do was wait. As if on cue, I felt a pair of hands take my hips from behind. I looked over my shoulder, my heart leaping in my chest as Tom smiled at me. He winked, making me smirk and shake my head as I turned around in his arms, mine curling over his shoulders as he held my waist.