Tom Holland & Co. Smut

A Taste of Your Own Medicine (2/2)

"You sure this is a good idea?" you whispered.

"Yeah, don't worry about it, if he doesn't like it we'll untie him and I'll take the punishment either way." Haz convinced you as he made sure the makeshift bindings where tight around the sleeping boy's wrists and the headboard, ensuring he had no escape once he woke up. He turned to face you with a mischievous grin on his face;

"So what do you and Tom usually do when you wait for me to wake up once you've tied me up?" he wondered as he watched his best friend sleep peacefully, blissfully unaware of the situation he would be in once he woke up.

"Make out a little, dry humping if we're really impatient." you shrugged. He cupped your cheek, leaning into you, which you reciprocated, your hand moving up to thread your fingers in his soft, fluffy hair, your eyes fluttered shut as your lips met, sliding gently against each other, tongues unhurriedly exploring each other mouths, making out above the oblivious boy. Haz nibbled your bottom lip eliciting a small whimper from you, both of you so lost in each other you didn't notice Tom stirring awake in between you.

"Well isn't this a nice sight to be woken up to?" his gruff, sleep laced voice startled you and you quickly pulled away from each other to look at the recently awoken boy. Tom's hand automatically tried to move to cup your cheek and pull you in for a kiss but his brows quickly furrowed when he realised he couldn't move his arms;

"What the fuck?" he asked, tugging at the restraints and twisting his wrists, the confused look on his face was too much for you to handle as a muffled giggle escaped your lips. Once he figured out he was tied up he turned to glare at the both of you;

"This isn't funny, untie me now." his voice deep and authoritative, a tone he tended to exclusively use in the bedroom. You shook your head and stood up, motioning for Haz to do the same.

"I'm only gonna ask one more time nicely, or you're going to be in a lot of trouble when i get out." he warned.

"But you look so pretty tied up, Tommy." you teased.

"Was this your idea?" he nodded in your direction, causing you to bite your lip and your gaze to land on Harrison.

"It was mine." he admitted, his voice faltered slightly, not being used to being in the power position and his mind whirling with the possibilities of his punishment later.

"Well if you untie me now, we can have a good time and I won't punish you." Tom bartered.

"You and I both know that's not true." Harrison scoffed. Tom growled and pulled at the bindings which caused them to tighten and dig into his wrists, already turning a light shade of pink due to the friction.

"Stop struggling," Haz tutted, "you're gonna hurt yourself."

"Well then get my out of these." He whined, his usual dominant revolve cracking and crumbling which each passing second.

"Come over here and make me." Harrison teased, picking up on Tom's change of tone. Before Tom quipped back you interjected;

"Come on, play nice Tommy, and if you really don't like it you know what the safeword is." He looked at you, his bottom lip neatly tucked between his teeth as he considered your proposition, him and Haz essentially switching roles, what the hell, trying it couldn't hurt and he knew both of you would stop immediately the second he was uncomfortable. He mumbled a fine under his breath, trying to keep his excitement under wraps, if his best friend liked letting go of control maybe he would too. A loud whimper drew his attention out of his thoughts and back to you, you and Haz where making out roughly, his hands roaming your body and grabbing your ass, pulling your ass cheeks apart and letting them go, he watched them wobble as Harrisons hand came down on your bum and spanked you causing more moans and whimpers to leave your mouth to be muffled by his lips. Your hands were in his hair, tugging desperately trying to get him to do more, incredibly turned on by this new side of him and urging him to further explore it. You both pulled back, harshly panting as you tried to catch your breaths, his hands came to the hem of his shirt that covered your body, you always slept in his t-shirts, and tugged it over your head and into the corner of the room, his hands flying to your hips and pulling you against him once more now that you were left in just your panties. You could feel his hard cock pressing up against your lower abdomen, both of them only slept in their boxers so it was easy for you to dip your hand in and wrap your fingers around his hard member pumping it slowly and gingerly, practically caressing him. He moaned against your lips before dipping down to lower his mouth to your breasts, licking your nipples before sucking the hard bud into his mouth and gently nibbling it. He couldn't get enough of you, his hands roaming every inch of your skin, loving being able to touch you for once rather than being tied up like usual.