Tom Holland-imagines

Brothers Best Friend

(Tom holland x Reader)

Y/N laid in her bed, her covers pulled up to her chin, watching the latest episode of her favorite tv show. She laughed as the main character said something funny before the show went to a commercial. She heard the front door door open and close and two male voices laughing from the kitchen, instantly recognizing them. Her twin brother, Braden, and one his best friends, Tom.

She blushed as she heard Tom laugh, remembering what had happened between the two of them the week before. His lips against hers. Hands exploring each other's bodies. Tongues fighting for dominance. Undressing each other. Their naked bodies against each other. Her core ached just thinking about the memory.

Throwing her covers off, she checked herself in the mirror. Her pink shorts showed off her tan legs and her black tank top hugged her curves perfectly. She pulled her hair into a messy bun on the top of her head before walking down the stairs.

"Hey guys," she said, walking into the living room.

"Hey," Braden said, glancing over at her.

Tom smiled at her before quickly turning his gaze on the wood floors. His cheeks turned a slight shade of red and Y/N smiled, knowing exactly what he was thinking about.

"What are you two up to today?" Y/N asked, stealing a bite of Braden's peanut butter and jelly sandwich.

"Having a movie marathon. We're just waiting for Harrison. He said he's getting home soon and then I'm going to go over and pick him up. You're more than welcome to join us if you want."

Tom sat down on the large couch while Braden sat down in the arm chair. Y/N sat on the other end of the couch, resting her back against the arm of the couch, pulling her knees up to her chest. Braden's eyes shifted between the two of them, aware that they were interacting as much as they normally did.

"Are you guys ok?" Braden asked.

Tom's brown eyes glanced over at Y/N. "Yea. Everything is fine. Why?"

"You two are more quiet than normal. It's kinda weird."

Just then as if Harrison knew Braden needed to be saved from the awkward situation, his phone vibrated. Braden read the text message and stood up, taking his car keys out of his pocket.

"I'm going to get Harrison. You two work out whatever is going on," he said, his eyes looking between the two of them.

Y/N and Tom watched as Braden left the room, walking towards the front door. The instant the front door slammed behind him, Tom moved over to sit next to Y/N. His fingers locked with her's as his thumb made small circles against her skin, creating goosebumps.

"I can barely look at you without thinking about what happened the other night," Tom began. "You have no idea how bad I want it to happen again."

His brown eyes locked with her's as he leaned towards her. His lips locked with hers, moving quickly. She felt him readjust his body so that he was leaning against her. She moved her legs apart, pressing her knees against Tom's sides. Moving her arms she wrapped them around his neck, pulling him closer to her.

"How long do we have?" Y/N breathed.

"Half hour," Tom said, pulling away from her.

He stood up, adjusting his jeans, his erection evident against the material. He held his arm out and Y/N reached for it, allowing him to pull her up. He gave her a quick kiss on the lips as she lead him towards the stairs.

Halfway up the steps, he gently pulled her hand and she turned around. He was on the step below her, smiling. Leaning down, Y/N pressed her lips to his. They instantly moved together and Y/N let out a soft moan as his tongue slid into her mouth. Tom's hands moved to her waist as she stepped down, standing next to him. His back was pressed against the wall as his hands moved over the material of her tank top. Y/N's finger played with the waistband of his jeans slipping underneath brushing against his hard length. Tom moaned when her hand wrapped around his length, moving slowly along it.

"Bedroom. Now," Tom growled.

He grabbed Y/N's hand and pulled her towards her room, slamming the door shut behind them. He quickly pulled off his jeans and t shirt, tossing them to the floor. Y/N slid off her shorts and tank, making a pile at the bottom of her feet.

Y/N's eyes scanned Tom's toned chest as she took a step towards him. Her eyes stayed locked with his as she moved her nails gently along his chest and down towards his waist. Her fingers stopped at the waistband of his black boxers, gently pulling them down. His length sprang free, slapping against his stomach.

Y/N knelt down, running her finger along the tip. Grasping his length, she leaned forward, moving her tongue along the tip. Tom let out a loud moan as her lips slowly began to move along his length. She slowly began to increase the pace each time she moved her lips over him. Tom thrust his hips forward allowing her to take him even deeper.

"Oh fuck," Tom moaned as she felt his length twitch.

Y/N pulled her mouth off just as Tom was about to release. She smirked as she grabbed his hand and pulled him towards her bed. Tom's fingers moved to her underwear and them down her legs before Y/N laid down, resting her head against her pillows. She watched as Tom pulled his boxers down before crawling on top of her, resting his hands next to her head.

His lips pressed against her's, moving quickly. Tom gripped his length and slid it along her folds, teasing her.

"Damn it Tom," Y/N gasped as his length rubbed against her sensitive spot.

"Be patient love," Tom murmured into the kiss.

Y/N pulled her knees towards her and lifted her hips up against Tom's. Her fingernails dug into his shoulders leaving little half moon crescents scattered across his skin.

Y/N placed her hand on top of Tom's and helped him guide his length into her. She moaned as he slowly pushed in before pulling back out. He gently pushed the tip in and pushed as far as he could go before staying still. He allowed her a moment to adjust to him before he started to slowly thrust.

Her nails moved along his back, leaving red marks for the world to see. Tom rested his head against Y/N's shoulder, his heavy breathing causing goosebumps against her skin. The pace that Tom was going was driving Y/N wild. She wanted him to go faster but she loved being able to feel her high slowly approaching.

That familiar knot was forming in her stomach and she knew she only a few thrusts away before her high approached. Tom began to thrust a bit quicker and with three more her walls clenched around him. At the same time she felt him release into her. The room was filled with moans and a string of profanities from Tom.

Tom rolled over, laying in the empty spot next to Y/N. Their heavy breathing filled the room as they both recovered from their highs. Tom's fingers locked with Y/N's as he rolled over to look at her.

"I think it's time we go on a proper date," he declared.

Y/N nodded, agreeing with him. "Tomorrow? 5 o clock," Tom said.

Before Y/N had time to respond the front door slammed closed. They could hear Braden and Harrison talking as the two of them looked at each other. They both scrambled off the bed and rushed around the room to find their misplaced clothes.

"Y/N? Tom?" Braden called from the bottom of the stairs.

"Up here! Be there in a minute!" Tom called, pulling his jeans on.

"Do I look ok?" he whispered to Y/N.

Y/N hooked her bra and glanced over at him. His brown hair was a mess and she walked over and fixed before nodding. He leaned down and gave her a quick kiss before slipping out of her room and heading down the stairs.

Y/N finished getting dressed and fixed her hair before heading down stairs, thinking of the best possible way to tell her brother that she was about to go on a date with his best friend.