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You're A Fucking Tease (Part 2) // Tom Holland

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Request: Hi i know you've literally just done a tease imagine but I was kinda hoping you could do one where the reader pisses Tom off somehow and he starts getting all dark and unexpected to get back at her and then acts as if nothing happened. Btw I love all your stories and you're so talented xxx + part two requested by a few readers, of this small smut fic! :-)

warning: nsfw + not for minors. 

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"Darling, can we please leave?" Tom whined in my ear, causing me to roll my eyes again. I ignored him, again, going back to the conversation I was having. Tom, not-so-subtly, sighed heavily, dropping his head on my shoulder and whined – like a child. "Baby," the pet name was muffled by the material of my long sleeve dress. I flashed a strained smile toward the couple I was talking to before grabbing Tom's hand and leading him away from the crowd, toward an empty corner. "Finally!"

"We're not going anywhere!" I exclaimed, in a hushed but hard tone. He narrowed his eyes at me. "You're being an ass, Tom! Your friends invited you, you wanted to come, so we're going to fucking stay until they serve dinner." I crossed my arms over my chest, smiling and waving at a few of our friends as they walked past us.

"Are you fucking with me right now?" I looked back at Tom, an aggravated look on his face. I sighed, reaching out to touch his arm. He backed away from me, swatting my hand away lightly.

"Don't be a baby, baby." I tried to joke, but his hard stare on me only intensified. "Tom," he ignored me, like I had earlier, brushing past me as he made his way toward where Harrison was. I closed my mouth, not realizing it had fallen slightly when Tom walked away from me. I rolled my shoulders back and counted to three in my head. Tom was so fucking annoying.

I wait for Tom in the car, letting him say goodbye to his friends and telling Haz he'd see him at home. "Are you done acting like a child?" I reached for his hand as soon as he placed it in the center console. Like earlier, he flinched away from me, placing both hands on the wheel. "Oh, my god," I complained, resting my arm against the passenger door and resting my cheek on it. "You're so annoying."

"I'm annoying?" He countered, looking at me briefly with wide eyes. "You're annoying! I wanted to leave that party to be alone with you and you just fucking ignored me."

"I didn't even want to go to the damn party in the first place!" I rubbed my temples, trying to calm myself. "Just leave me alone – shut up, Tom."

"What?"

"I said shut up and leave me alone! Don't talk to me for the rest of the ride home." I didn't hear a response back – no groan, no whine, no scoff – I turned and saw his eyes set on the road, his jaw clenching as his grip on the steering wheel tightened. I smirked, loving the fact that I was getting to him the way he got to me. I turned to look at the window again, sighing deeply. It was silent for a few minutes and my eyes were slipping closed as I grew comfortable in the car seat. My head shot up, feeling Tom's hand on my lap. I turned to look at him again and his eyes were still focused on the road. I furrowed my eyebrows but shrugged it off, maybe he just felt guilty from earlier.

I looked out the window again, not letting Tom off that easy as I continued to ignore him. My eyes were almost shut again, not even noticing Tom's hand had moved until I felt the heat of his palm against my inner thigh. On instinct, my left hand shot down to grab his wrist. "Tom? What do you think you're doing?" He didn't say anything, only continuing to massage my inner thigh while he kept one hand on the steering wheel and his eyes trained intently on the road. I released his wrist but kept my eye on him for a few seconds. I looked away and leaned forward, reaching to turn the radio on. Versace On the Floor filled the car, a smile meeting my face. I sat back and leaned my chair back so I was laying down slightly.