It was early on Saturday morning when you decided to sleep in for a little while longer. Tom threw a pillow at you and you just groaned and placed in under your head.
He finally walked away, left you to sleep for a few more minutes. Little did you know, he was planning on surprising you with breakfast in bed.
20 minutes later, a shirtless tom in sweatpants with messy curls dropping on his face, walks into the room, with the biggest smile, holding a tray, arranged with pancakes, a mimosa, eggs, bacon, and a bouquet.
"Y/N, hey babe" He says softly next to your ear.
"Tom, I don't wanna get-" your groan was interrupted by a gasp, as you saw the tray, in your sexy boyfriends hand.
"Good morning, gorgeous." He says as he sits the tray on the bed, and helps you sit up, propping you up with pillows. He leans across the bed and kisses you on the lips, before pulling away and resting the tray on your lap.
He flicks on the radio and starts playing some random station, which is nice to listen to in the morning. He looks at you in your solace bralette and small track shorts, and you notice him staring as you take a sip of the mimosa.
"Easy, Tom." You said with a grin and a wink, then he snaps out of his gaze quickly.
You begin to near the end of your breakfast, and tom is laying across the bed right next to you. He grabs the tray and brings it to the kitchen, eagerly returning to the bed, as you hum sweetly to the music.
"How was breakfast, beautiful?" He asks gingerly, grinning deviously.
"delicious, thank you baby." You said as you leaned over and kissed his lips. He leaned up and you followed, never letting your lips separate, as the kiss deepened, and he pushed you back onto the messy bed.
"Not as delicious as you, Y/N" He says with an excited and eager tone, as he leans down and kisses as your waistline, kissing up your torso, on your chest, then back to your neck.
His neck kisses were the best. He never failed to leave his mark on your neck, and it helped you discover the most full coverage concealer on the market.
You ran your fingers through his curls, and placed your hands on his shoulders, and ran them down his broad shoulders, and he hungrily leaned down to your throat.
He bit at your collarbone, as you sighed a little, surprised at the sudden nip. He continued to nibble around your collarbones until he removed his lips, and placed them along your jawline, sucking at the soft skin there.
As a gasp escaped your lips, he kissed and sucked harder, making you gasp and whimper a little more dramatically. You held his neck as he breathed heavily onto your neck, and then pecked behind your ear, his hot lips lingering on it for a minute.
He suddenly slid his hand onto your scalp and grabbed your hair, lifting your head upwards, so your whole neck is exposed; you knew exactly what was coming.
A smirk spread across your face as he went straight for the front and center of your neck, kissing roughly, as your head flips back even more in pleasure.
He licks across your neck and begins kissing again at a soft spot on the left side of your neck.
You moaned and gasped for air as he hit your sweet spot, leaving a large purple mark after kissing so roughly. He realized the state you were in, and let one of his hands smooth down your hips and onto your thigh, relaxing you.
Your head tipped back forwards to reveal your impresses expression, and you lean in to plant a kiss on his lips again.
"God, Tom. You're gonna be late for work." You say placing a small hand on his chest, stroking his abs.
"Why ruin the fun, Y/N?" He says with a playful smile.
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