Tom Holland & Peter Parker Imagines & Preferences (book 2)

Sex on the couch (smut)

One hand was placed above your head and the other squeezing your hip as Tom pushed himself deeper, letting out grunts. Of course, the couch wasn't so convenient but as Tom had a meeting for his upcoming movie in ten minutes, he decided to take advantage of the time he had once he saw you in just his shirt as you walked through the halls of your home.

"Fuck, Tommy." You moan as your nails scratch down his back, leaving bright red marks you were expecting to see in the morning. "G-go deeper, Tom." You arched your back, desperate for him to be deeper.

"I'm almost there, love." He muttered in your ear before he began to suck and kiss harshly on your neck.

"Me too, I think I'm gonna cum."

"Hold on, princess," Tom replied as he bit down softly on your collarbone as he intertwined his fingers with yours above your head.

"Hey, mate. Your gue- oh shit." Both you and Tom sat up, noticing Harrison stood by the doorway, looking like he's about to pass out. Scowling for a second, Tom grabbed a pillow and covered your upper-half to hide you from poor Harrison.

"Get. Out." Tom said through gritted teeth.

"I-... uh." Haz replied as he stared at his two best friends having sex on the couch. "I think I'll just g-go. Okay, bye." He said quickly before slamming the door.

Your face was a bright red and you couldn't help but bite your lip to reduce the red that was replacing your usual skin tone.

"I'm sorry, baby-doll."

Throwing the pillow off of your breasts, you shook your head and smirked.

"It's okay." You whispered before the pair of you burst out laughing. Tom picked up the pace again, building up to where you both were only moments ago.