Tom Holland and Peter Parker Imagines

Tom Holland/Slow Hands

Hey guys! Long time no see, huh?

I've been wanting to post for weeks now, but I can never find the time anymore. I feel like I'm always apologizing for being missing, but I feel like now it's a tradition.

I was feeling a bit risqué and I love Niall Horan, so I figured that I'd dish out a seductive one this time around. I've never written anything like this, so I hope it isn't too sucky.

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The warmth radiating off of Tom's body gave you goosebumps and nervous excitement in your stomach. His face was so close to yours and his breathing ran along your skin, making the hair on the back of your neck stand.

He had you trapped between his legs on a couch in his living room and what was calmly watching TV turned into him hovering over you and heavy breathing, causing your heart to beat at a faster tempo.

He knew exactly what he was doing to you. He even thought it was funny. Tom liked to tease you because he knew he always had an advantage over you. You could hear him softly humming while committing his crime, receiving an obvious pleasure to seeing you squirm under him as a cause of his actions.

"I want you bad. I want you so bad, baby." He whispered to you, before extending his tongue to lick lightly against the lobe of your ear. Your body involuntarily shivered in response, earning a raspy chuckle from deep in his throat.

"You want it, don't you?" He teased as he placed two fingers under your chin, lifting your head up so that you were looking him directly in the eye. His eyes flashed to your lips as you fumbled with words, but couldn't get one out.

"I've been thinking about it all day,"

Your arms were placed at your sides and your legs laid flat because you didn't know what to do with them. Your eyes timidly stared into his because you didn't know where else to look. Your chest rose up and down and you took deep breaths because you were excited, yet awestruck.

But, Tom, he began to take action.

His hands began to roam all over; from the bottom of your shorts to the creases in your back. His slim fingers trailed from the middle of your right thigh and slowly skipped higher and higher as you watched him get dangerously close to a sacred spot. Craving more, you shifted under his hands and slightly rotated your hips.

"Look at what I'm doing to you and I'm not even at where you want me most." You bit your bottom lip gently and groaned in anticipation. His teasing awakened a heat inside of your body and you were about at the end of the rope without getting what he made you want.

"Please Tom, I-"

"You what?" He replied smugly.

"I need you."

"Tell me where you need me, baby."

"Everywhere. I need you everywhere, Tom. I need you on me, outside of me, inside of m-"

Tom's fingers skipped up at the final destination, creating a hitch in your breathing. He smirked cockily at your reaction. You already knew that once he continued, there was no stopping his plans.

"There's no chance I'm leaving this living room without you on me. Come on," Tom lifted his body from on top of you and allowed for you get up from the couch.

Legs weak and core throbbing, Tom led you to the bedroom for your appointment with his slow hands.