Tom Holland and Peter Parker Imagines

Tom Holland/The Affair

*You are dating Tom while he's married to another actress and you're dating another actor. *

Inspired by Different Hoes by Blackbear

This is kinda short but I decided to make this idea into a couple of chapters. It isn't smut but there is mention of sexual activity.

Indulge in your cheating fantasies and enjoy :)

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"Mhm, Tom," You moaned as you flopped from on top of him to next to him on the bed. "That was..."

"Hot," He groaned as he sat up. You peeked at his sweaty torso and smiled at the several red marks and lines you left on his body.

"Although, I don't think Alexa will think that's hot." You said, pointing out his marks.

"I don't think Kevin will like that either." His finger pointed to a large purple bruise on your chest. He smirked and gave you a sloppy kiss on the lips before walking his naked body into the bathroom.

As you laid on the bed, you thought of the moment you and Tom had just shared and the love and passion that went into it while you were together. It made you smile to yourself at the thought of how his hands felt as they explored your body and held you down.

Tom enjoyed pleasuring you and appreciating every inch of your body. It felt good to know that he found you as attractive as he did, considering that his wife was supposed to be the most beautiful woman in the acting business.

When you saw him for the first time, it was during the time you were her co-star in an box-office hit. The entire night, shy glances and connections were made without words spoken until he had caught up with you when you excused yourself to the bathroom.

"Are you eyefucking me because you want the real thing or are you just really into brown eyes?" He whispered in your ear while you were in the bathroom. Your response was pretty explicit, as it required you to get on your knees and then, lay on a coffee table.

You grinned at the memories before acknowledging the small twinkle signaling you from the bed side table. You picked up the gold band sitting patiently on the brown wood and ran your finger across its' smooth surface.

Being the second half of one of the most "perfect" Hollywood marriages, Tom had to seek away every weekend to come and see you. Whether it consisted of paying off the paps or utilizing his ninja-like stealth, you two met up regularly for quality time together.

"Thomas, hurry up. My super sweet boyfriend will be home soon and he would not like to see his girlfriend butt naked while her lover is washing himself up in our bathroom." You yelled as you rose from the bed.

You went to your drawer to pick out a quick outfit to throw on before your boyfriend came home. You heard the bathroom door swing open and short after, a pair of arms slink around your waist.

"You'd like that, wouldn't you?" He breathed against your ear. His smooth accent could make you melt if you allowed it to but now was not the right time to turn into a popsicle. Instead, you pressed your naked body against his now clothed one.

"Maybe... maybe not." Swiftly, Tom turned you around to face him and he looked you in the eyes. He brought his hand up to caress your face and he rubbed his thumb lightly against your cheek. He sighed heavily as his face fell slightly, which didn't go unnoticed.

"What's wrong, babe?" You asked him.

"(Y/N), when are we gonna do it?"

"Do what?" You looked at him, confused.

Tom stayed silent for a second and looked at the ground. "When are we gonna come out about us?"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa," You said, backing away from him slowly. "Who said anything about saying anything about us?"

"We can't play these games forever, (Y/N). I'm starting to visit you more often and I can't keep paying the press off until the end of time." He took a step closer to you before continuing. "What I'm saying is, I'm deeply in love you. I find myself thinking about you more than anything and I would do anything to be with you."

"Tom... I don't know what to say. I mean, this could endanger our careers. People love you and when they find out that you're cheating with me, they'll hate us both."

"Who gives a fuck what they think? We've been at this for almost two years now. I'm thinking it's about time we end the secret." You stared at him worriedly.

"Kevin would really be crushed. He's a really nice guy."

"So you're saying you would choose him over me?" Tom questioned, frowning his brows and squinting at you.

"I just don't want to hurt him, that's all."

"You should've thought about that before you decided to sleep with me."

"What about Alexa?" You asked him. "She doesn't matter to you?"

"If it means that I have you and you only, I could care less about that broad," He took your hands in his. "Be with me, (Y/N). Please."

"I..."

Suddenly, a door slammed shut from downstairs and footsteps had begun to climb up the staircase.

"Shit, it's Kevin!" You whispered frantically as you begun to try and find a place for Tom to hide.

"What the-"

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Sorry for the stupid ending. I want some suspense 'cos I gotta try to make this stuff interesting.

Comment, vote, or whatever if you liked it! Tell me if I should continue with another part.