His Service ( a Tom Holland x Reader fanfiction) (SLOW UPDATES)

Chapter 2: Goodbye, civilian life (LEMON)

A/n: hello everybody now my kits we have a lemon incoming so the younger potatoes and kits turn away or read at your own risk. please do not blame me for anything that happens to scar your innocent mind children. now ONTO DA STORRRRRY. 

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Time was cruel and passed too quickly during your last few days spent together, for now, as a civilian couple. The next time you saw Tom, he'd be a soldier who had completed basic training. That was a little over three months away, the longest you'd been apart since you met in person.

Your flight left in less than 10 hours, and you were dreading every second closer it grew. It made your heartache in your chest. This was going to be hard, and it still didn't feel quite real.

"What do you want to do before you have to leave in the morning, sweetheart?" he asked.

You pulled him closer by the waistband of his joggers. "We're going to spend over three months apart. What do you think?"

He smirked and kissed you, long and wet. "I can definitely be on board for that."

Clothes were shed between lengthy kisses as you made your way from the living room to his bed, Tom gently knocking you down onto the mattress and climbing on top of you.

He kissed his way from your neck to your breasts, toying with your nipples until they hardened, but it was just a brief stopover on the way to his goal. His lips peppered more kisses down your torso, until he was finally between your spread legs.

You were grateful that he didn't tease this time, eagerly going for your clit with his tongue and pushing two fingers inside you. Your hands immediately went for his chestnut curls, fingers gripping them and tugging them lightly when something was particularly good.

He pulled back for a moment to say, "enjoy it while you can, darling."

"Wait, what?" you asked, confused. "You're not going to go down on me again?"

"No, the hair. It'll be gone the next time we see each other," he explained.

You felt a bit devastated, with as much as you loved touching it and running your fingers through it. "Oh no! I didn't even think about that! What am I going to do with my hands?"

"You'll figure something out," he told you, with a cheeky grin, diving back in.

It took a lot of effort, but you made a point of not letting yourself climax too quickly so you could spend more time playing with his hair. Not that he wouldn't let you orgasm more than once. You knew he'd happily spend every last minute until you had to leave for the airport giving you countless orgasms, even until his mouth and jaw were so sore he couldn't speak. You were just too distracted with pleasure after the first one to really appreciate much else.

You eventually lost the pointless battle and toppled over the edge, pleasure rolling over you in pulsing waves while he worked you through it with his tongue and fingers until your body calmed.

He sat up to face you, wiping his face clean of your wetness with the back of his hand. "Tell me what you want now, love."

That was easy to answer. "Want to feel you inside me."

"Your wish is my command, sweetheart." He climbed up your body, slotting himself between your legs, positioning himself at your entrance.

You moaned when he pressed into you in one long, smooth thrust, kissing you when he paused for you to adjust. Even after all the times and ways you'd fucked over the course of your relationship, you still needed a moment after he bottomed out.

He broke the kiss. "Ready?"

You nodded as you wrapped your legs around his to keep him close to you.

His hips rocked into yours, while you rolled back against him, in an unhurried and steady rhythm.

Your lips met in sweet and slow kisses. You cupped the back of his head, fingers stroking lightly through his soft hair as you kissed.

This time wasn't going to be rough or heated, things you'd experienced and enjoyed in the past. No, this was bittersweet lovemaking. Both of you knew things were going to get rough before they got better.

You quieted your mind the best you could, focusing on his soft noises of pleasure that were muffled by your mouths, the feeling of being as close as two people possibly could be.

His hand slipped between your bodies, collecting some of your wetness near your entrance before he rubbed your clit slickly with a fingertip.

That always meant he was getting close, and you wished this never had to end, that tomorrow never had to come. Your body knew what to do and betrayed you into another climax, pleasure tinged with sadness.

He moaned into your mouth loudly, his thrusts becoming erratic as he spilled inside you.

The series of kisses ended, both of you breathless from your orgasms. He'd already softened significantly inside you, but you weren't ready for him to pull out, to become separate once again.

You whimpered when he finally did pull out, the mess not even on your radar as tears pricking the corners of your eyes.

"I know, love," he cooed, stroking your cheek, rubbing his thumb against the tears that had welled up in the corners of your eyes and threatened to fall. "It'll be alright. When I graduate after basic is over, we should have a little time together. I promise I won't leave your side."

Unable to form words, you simply nodded.

"Let's get cleaned up before we go to bed. We have to be up early to get you to the airport," he told you, helping you out of bed and toward his bathroom.

The shower was a bit of a blur -- the spray warm water, gentle hands, softly spoken words of reassurance, the scent of his body wash and yours intermingling.

When he was satisfied that you were both clean, he helped you dry off before drying off himself and got you situated in bed.

"I'm sorry I'm being so...ridiculous," you finished.

"You're not," he told you. "It's a huge change, and I just sprung it on you with no warning a few days ago. I was honestly a bit worried that you'd consider leaving me because military relationships aren't easy, and you didn't sign up for one when we started dating."

"I love you too much to leave you over this, even if you planned on making a career out of it," you started.

"Which I don't," he interrupted. "It's four years, and I'm done."

You nodded. "We're in this together. I love you so much, and I am more than kind of scared, but we'll get through this. I'm here for you every step of the way."

"That means a lot to me." He kissed you. "If you want, we can stay up all night talking or doing whatever you're in the mood to do. I can catch some sleep later if I need to."

You paused, considering. "No, I want to fall asleep in your arms again. I love the way that feels."

He wrapped his arms around you and pulled you against him as close as he could. "My alarm's already set, so we're good to go in the morning. Sweet dreams, darling."

"Sweet dreams," you echoed, hoping you'd actually be able to fall asleep.

A/n: DAMMMN!!!. *chokes then coughs* soooooo you and tom huh *wiggles my eyebrows and giggles*

Tom: *blushes a bright red*

Reader: *blushes deeply and chases the author:

A/N: EEEEEEEP HEEEELP!!!!!! *start running away from the reader and laughs loudly* onto the next chapter, BYYYYYYE

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