Tom Holland Imagines

November Without You//T.H. (Smut)

Your favourite memories of Tom always took place at the beach. It was the ideal location for all those romantic things to take place. There was nothing you remembered more than the way his soft brown eyes shone hazel whenever the light would hit them just right or how his curls were moved by the breeze as he sat on the rocks talking to you about everything and nothing at the same time. You'd often find yourself looking at him with eyes full of adoration as he spoke about everything he loved.

You bit your lip and closed your eyes as tight as you could just to hold back the tears that were threatening to fall from your glossy eyes as you held a fistful of sand while the other slammed into it in frustration. You finally let out sobs as you looked up at the grey sky as your hair was moved by the breeze.

Nothing seemed more overwhelming than the utter silence around you; there was no sound of waves crashing into each other, only the sound of the sobs that seemed to rattle your whole body.

Just to think you had been in the exact same spot just three years prior, his strong arms around your figure as you completely let yourself melt into his embrace as you watched the sun go down together, on a random beach in Melbourne. But this time, as the sun hid away in the horizon, he wasn't there to warm you as you listened to the soft sound of waves.

This time around you were only left with broken promises and a sensation that you were drowning in your own sorrows. It was almost three years. Almost three years had gone by without Tom by your side whenever you went to bed or got up. Almost three years of not hearing his laugh or kissing his addicting lips that always left you wanting more. Of no more 'I love you's or sneaking around.

Your milky white feathers wrapped themselves around both your naked figures softly as your chest rose and fell with every breath you took. The raven winged demon observed your endearing face in awe as he lied, facing you, head comfortably placed on the cold pillow. Your legs were tangled with his and your arm was lazily draped over his waist. Tom was always warm, which always drew you to cuddle closer to him.

Tom could see the tranquillity in your expression as your eyes started to flutter open. It was the first time in months that he got to be there when you woke up just so he could hold you closer to him for another instant. You cupped his face with your hand and stroked his cheek with your thumb as he looked down at you in adoration, "Sleep well?" You asked softly as you brought yourself as close to him as possible.

He nodded softly and turned his head enough so he could leave a kiss on your hand. Your hands were always cold, even if you spent countless hours next to the fireplace trying to warm your hands up, "Yeah, but not thanks to you, miss blanket hogger."

You looked at him with apologetic eyes and a smile that he swore could make him melt. Tom leaned in to kiss your lips. He never got enough of them no matter how many times he'd press his lips against yours.

"I'm sorry my love, you know I can't seem to warm myself up and-" Tom let out a soft chuckle at your rambling, "Relax my angel, I was only kidding," You cherished those moments spent with Tom, they were short and apart in time, but always worth it. Each time you so much as spoke to each other, you were breaking some of Heaven's most strict rules, you knew that if anyone ever found out, you'd probably be sent to Earth as a punishment. But Tom was worth the risk.

You would try to sneak away from time to time, disguise yourselves as humans and spend time together before you eventually had to go back to where you came from, but that morning was different, you were not rushing around.

His warm lips kissed down your neck softly, careful of not leaving any marks that could be discovered by other angels. Your chest rose and fell slowly as you enjoyed the feeling of his lips on your cold skin. Tom kissed your collarbone just as delicately and eventually, he was kissing down the valley of your breasts. His lips wrapped around your nipple, making your breaths quicker as he bit and sucked on it while his other hand kneaded your breast.

A moan escaped past your lips at his action. Your hand pulled on his dishevelled curls as he pleasured you. He gave your other nipple just as much attention as more moans fell from your parted lips. Tom kept kissing down your stomach, his eyes never leaving yours as he did so, "Please Tommy," You pleaded with a whine, which made him smirk.

"Please what? Use your words, baby girl." Tom enjoyed teasing you to no end, but at the same time, he always made sure you were comfortable with whatever he was doing, "Please make me feel good."

He smiled even more at your politeness. No matter what situation you were in, you always tried to be polite by adding a small please or thanks. You were the purest being he had ever met, which was why he adored you so much, you were surely the only angel with genuine intentions in the whole garden of Eden.

Your hips bucked up out of instinct as his tongue lapped at your clit. he inserted two fingers into your heat, making you moan even harder, "Shit Tommy, this feels so good," He placed both of your legs over his shoulders as he continued to pleasure you. Tom took his fingers out of you and instead fucked you with his tongue. His thumb massaged your clit, adding up to the pleasure. You gasped at his actions and pulled on his hair once more.

A cry of pleasure escaped your lips as you felt yourself getting closer and closer to the edge. He quickened his pace to bring you closer to your orgasm. You pulled at his hair once more as your thighs closed a bit around his head. He moaned at your actions, "Fuck, I'm coming," You breathed out softly. He helped you ride out your high by massaging your clit with his thumb.

He came up from his position just to kiss you one last time before he had to leave you. You stroked his hair as you looked at him with adoring eyes, "I love you."

Tom let out a little chuckle, "Love you too my angel. I'll see you soon."

You watched with a sad smile as he looked around the room for the items of clothing that had been discarded and scattered around the previous night. Once he was dressed, Tom looked back at you for an instant, just so he could admire the woman he loved for another instant.

You never saw him again after that...

You had both been spotted by another demon that didn't hesitate to accuse the two of you. What you were doing, in Heaven, it was punished by being exiled to earth and getting stripped away from your wings, but in Hell... it was punished by death.

He died on a cold November night and you were left alone, with only the memories of the man you loved and a sadness that was just so strong that it seemed to suffocate you.

You wished you could tell him how much you wanted him back in your life, how much you needed him by your side to help you face all the challenges you were experiencing during your life as a human being, but it wouldn't happen. After the sun set on the beautiful beach, it was another November without him.