tom holland
movie premier*
warning; mature (smut)
i stopped my myself as i caught a full body mirror in my apartment room. i admired myself one last time, making sure i looked presentable, my long hair felled down to waist having that straight silky appearance. my makeup was the right amount, not making it look caked. my short tight black dress fit me well, outlining all the curves
"ready?" i felt a firm hand wrap around my waist, pulling me closer towards him
i look at the mirror seeing tom, wearing an original suit, black and white. his hair was nicely weaved into curls that made it impossible to miss him
"co-stars, being forced to be each other's dates, just for more rumours," i jerked away from him, feeling uncomfortable with the move he did
tom rolled his eyes, annoyed
in endgame, i had made an appearance, at the end, playing as peter's love interest, causing the whole fan base to explode with theories that me and him are possibly an item.
"at least i'm trying to make things work, unlike you," he pointed out
"honestly i hate you so much, like fuck you tom holland," i yelled back
"you wish," he spoke before exiting the room
I grabbed my phone and followed him to the main entrance of this apartment. i let him walk at least 2 inches in front of me because i was so done with him at this point, he never values anything, like what if i actually do like him, he never would think that, always the worse
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i exited his luxury car, and before i could make my way to the event that was taking place, he rushed over to me and grabbed my hand
"don't think i actually want to do this," he whispered as we began walking
i could feel cameras all up on our faces as we began walking on the red carpet that was displayed in front of us. tom griped my hand tight, as we smiled and took photos, avoiding questions
tom traveled his hand up and down slowly against my side, finding the best spot to hold me by, i let out a small laugh that he only heard, considering he had look at my face, smiling
"you like that huh?"tom bit his lip as he admired my beauty, why was he acting like this?
"mhmm" I simply said not making eye contact, i was confused why he was acting differently with me now, as if we were these dating rumours were true
*
"y/n" tom called as he closed his apartment door, looking more drunk than ever
"yeah," i responded, throwing my heels off, almost tripping over myself, that champagne really did get to me
"did i tell you how hot you looked tonight?" he took the key off the kitchen table and locked the door, spinning it around his index finger, approaching me
"but, you called me ugly the other day, you could never think I'm pretty," I told laughing, finding it funny how he thought I looked nice
"no y/n... i only said that becuase i was being stubborn... i actually find you beautiful, really beautiful," tom explained, unbuttoning his blazer. he had a playfully simrk on his face, as he grabbed my hand, leaving me right against him
"hahahahah, funny prank, you got me! where are the cameras?" i pushed him, causing him to laugh along with me
"this is no prank," he laughed
"y/n..."
"yes peter parker?" i poked him
"remember when you said fuck you?" tom licked his lips, as he look at me from the bottom to top
i nodded my head
"well looks like you have to face consequences now," tom ran to me, making me scream,
i knew what was coming my wayhe kissed me passionately involving the right amount of tongue. i could feel him smiling in between as giggles left my mouth. he held me so tight, as if he was going to break my rib cage.
"tell me if you need to stop," he whispered into my ear, leaving a moan to exit my mouth
he took my hand, leading me to his bedroom, not breaking the kiss
he threw me on the bed, causing laugher to fill the whole room. tom loosen his tie, as he laid on top of me. he left a trail of wet kisses from ear making his way down. he began sucking on my neck, leaving great pleasure. i moaned hard, as he continued to leave hickeys on my neck.
he slowly removed the spaghetti straps that was holding my dress this evening, leaving my shoulders bare. he stopped, "y/n you sure?"
i love his concerned, even though he was just as drunk as me, i nodded my head in response
tom ripped my dress, leaving me in my victoria secret bra and panties, lavender to be exact
tom sallowed hard, "stunning"
with that, I helped him take off his shirt and tie, leaving him half-naked, his six pack for sure had turned me on. he soon enough un-clipped my bra, leaving my breasts in the open. he then left kisses all around them, moans escaping every second
i felt him play around with my waist band, causing me to rolled my eyes, "hurry up"
he laughed and not to my surprise, he listen, now i am naked. he moves his tongue all around my core, going slower and slower, on purpose just to tease me
"tom..." you breath heavily, "don't"
he then undresses himself, leaving him bare, "tell me if it hurts," he breaths, i nod my head as i tighten my grip on the pure white bed sheets
moans leave my mouth as tom makes his enterance. pain hits every time motion is taking place
"love, should i stop?" tom asked
"no, keep going," i sallow hard, it hurts, but i want this
tom holds me against my waist and fastens the pace, pleasure is taking place everywhere. minutes after he stops, laying next to me, both sweaty and leaving heavy pants
"i always had a crush on you"
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