Holland's & Harrison Imagines

Business Calls (T.H Smut)

Mob!Tom Holland x Reader

Summary: Mob!Tom has been ignoring you recently and you intend to change that.
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Tom was on a call when you walked into his office and by the looks of it, it was important. You knew you should've waited for him to finish, left the room or at the very least sat in one of the plush arm chairs opposite him, but you were bored and desperate and Tom had barely payed you any attention all week.

So instead of doing any of the rational things that crossed your mind, you went with the riskiest option and situated yourself on Tom's lap with your legs draped over his on one side while your arms rested on his chest. Tom didn't react at first and continued his conversation as if you weren't there at all, making you grow evermore impatient. You huffed and began sliding your hand under Tom's shirt, feeling his muscles tense at your every movement underneath you but before you could even begin unbuttoning his shirt, he grabbed hold of your hand and pushed them into your lap.

"Not now, Y/N," he muttered without looking at you.

"Bite me, Holland." You growled as you got up from his lap and began unbuttoning the shirt you were wearing – his shirt, which was the only thing you had bothered to put on over your underwear that day. You could feel Tom's eyes on you now as you undressed in front of him and his hand balled up into a fist as he tried to continue the conversation he was having on the phone, loosening his tie as he did so.

You smirked seeing the effect the sight of you had on him and crawled back onto Tom's lap with no objections from him. You straddled him now and leaned into him as you began nibbling on his ear and telling him to hang up the phone. Tom made a sound at the back of his throat that he quickly had to cover up with a cough as the person on the other end of the phone asked if he was okay and you giggled into Tom's neck, peppering kisses and sucking on his skin while your hands began taking off his tie and undoing the top buttons of his shirt.

Tom tried to ask as if you weren't there, as if every movement you made wasn't turning him on. It was almost working until you began grinding your hips against his and moaning at the feeling it gave you as your clothed heat brushed against his bulge. Your hands went to his shoulders and began playing with the hair at the nape of his neck as you continued moving against Tom, throwing your head back as your soft moans filled the room. It quickly became too much for Tom and his hands flew to your waist, holding you in place and stopping your movements as he told the person on the other end of the call that he'd have to call them back.

You smirked at your victory and went to continue your movements against Tom, but he held you in place, his eyes blown with lust as he looked over your body as if for the first time. His hands slid down over your ass as he held you in place while he stood and moved you onto his desk and your legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him impossibly closer to you.

"You're in trouble now, love." He growled in your ear and you couldn't help the excited giggle that left your lips at his words.

Without warning, Tom pried your legs from around his waist and held them down at your thighs to stop you from touching him as his mouth devoured yours. Every kiss was full of passion and impatience as he took control of your mouth, cupping your face before moving his hands over your breasts and kneading them through your bra.

In no time at all Tom had you sprawled out across his desk, your bra discarded somewhere in the room as he hovered over you and littered your breasts with love bites as his hands teased your clothed heat. You whined and brought his mouth up to meet yours again as his fingers pushed past your soaked panties to draw rough circles on your clit.

Whimpers and moans forced themselves from your mouth as Tom's lips left yours to travel down your body; first your jaw to your neck, then down your chest to graze his teeth softly against each of your sensitive nipples, before going down to the waistband of your panties. His fingers stopped moving against you and you sat up in protest, only to watch Tom take the waist band of your panties between his teeth and start dragging them down your thighs.

You lifted your hips to help discard the clothing and as soon as they were off Tom pushed you back down again, one hand holding your hips to the table while the other began rubbing your clit again, eventually inserting two digits into you. You desperately wanted to roll your hips at his movements, desperate for more but Tom's grip tightened on your hip when you tried, and he growled from his place between your legs.

Without warning he added a third finger and his tongue began to swirl around your clit as he took over all of your senses. All you could think about was Tom and his hands on your body and his face between your legs as his fingers and tongue worked wonders on you and sent you closer to the edge.

His fingers began pumping faster as he began sucking on your bundle of nerves, drawing louder, longer moans from your mouth. This only spurred Tom on more, he wanted everyone in the building to hear you screaming his name; he wanted everyone to know you were his.

"T-Tom I'm-" You couldn't even finish your sentence, your mind drawing a blank as Tom increased his movements, releasing your hips so you could buck your hips against him. Your fingers wound themselves in his hair and you found yourself pulling at the silky strands as you reached your climax. Tom relished in the sweetness that spilled all over his fingers and immediately began lapping at your folds until every drop of you was on his tongue.

Neither of you spoke for a while as you came down from your high and you were still breathing deeply when you sat up to see Tom licking his fingers before he began buttoning up his shirt and wrapping his tie around his neck again. With a satisfied smirk still on your lips you hopped off of Tom's desk and sauntered over to the discarded shirt you had worn when you entered the room, slipping into it as you went behind his chair and kissed his cheek from behind before whispering in his ear,

"Do you have to return that call straight away or can we have some more fun first?"