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The Dishes
pairing: roommate!Tom x reader (first person format)
summary: you’ve had a long day as junior doctor and you’ve come home to tom not having done the one thing you asked him to do; the dishes. this causes you to release your stress on him, although it ends up being in more than one way.
warnings: nsfw, smut
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“Are you fucking kidding me right now, Tom?”
The brown-eyed boy looked up from the sofa, sock-feet propped up on the coffee table in front of him. “What?”
“You still haven’t done the bloody washing up!” I scowled. Today had been too long to be dealing with petty shit like this, and it was pushing me to melting point.
“Alright, alright! Jeez, no need to be so stressy over it,” Tom said, pulling himself off the sofa and walking towards the doorway where I was standing. “I’ll go do it now.”
I groaned. “Well I am stressed! It’s not fucking hard to clean some dishes, you know. I’ve had patients die on me today, I haven’t eaten since breakfast, I had to rewrite a bunch of paperwork during my lunch break… I barely had time to even piss, for Christ’s sake. And now I come home to another fucking chore! Man, I need to get laid.”
Tom now stood in front of me, eyebrows raised, and lips pressed together in a thin line. “You’ve had patients die on you today?” he said softly.
“Yeah.” My voice trembled, and tears spiked in my eyes. This was the first time it had happened to me since becoming a junior doctor, and the burden of responsibility, though I knew unnecessary, weighed heavy on my shoulders.
Tom’s hands slipped around my waist and tugged me to him into a hug. “Hey, it’s alright.” He squeezed me tight before pulling away, tucking my dishevelled hair out of my face. I could feel his gentle breath on my skin as he wiped away my salty tears with the tip of his thumb. “I’m sorry I didn’t do the dishes.”
I sighed, rolling my eyes at myself for getting so worked up. “No, it really doesn’t matter. I was just being a little bitch and took my stress out on you because I know you can take it.”
Tom laughed and shook his head, “I’m always happy to be your personal punch bag, you know, especially when it means you admit to a lack of sexy time.” His eyebrows wiggled teasingly.
“Oh fuck off, Tom, it’s not like you’ve been getting much action recently.”
“And how would you know, huh?”
I scoffed, “Maybe because we live together? Plus the fact you would definitely tell me because you’re gross.”
“Hm,” Tom shrugged, “That’s fair.”
Shooting him a look that said ‘I told you so’, I wandered over and flopped down onto the sofa, where I toed off my shoes. Tom followed and conveniently decided to flop on top of me. “Oi,” I mumbled from underneath him.
“What?” he said innocently, “You’re comfy. And clearly we both need the physical contact.”
I huffed but couldn’t be bothered to move so I turned my attention to whatever crap was on TV. Tom was right though; I could sense myself relaxing already. Time passed, and I eventually gave in and wrapped my arms around his slim torso, drawing random doodles on his back with my fingertips. Eventually he shifted so the two of us were spooning, with Tom’s chin tucked into the crook between my shoulder and neck. His chest was pressed against my back, and the image of him without a shirt on seeped into my thoughts. 
“You’re such a nice size to spoon,” he hummed, pulling me closer, eyes still on the TV. Tom and I had always been affectionate towards one another, but with our previous conversation still on my mind, my heart rate began to pick up. 
Tom’s free hand ran gently over my waist and thigh whilst his thumb made smooth circles on my hip-bone. I could hear him breathing softly in my ear and feel his loose curls brush against my cheek. I lifted my head to look at him.
“You okay?” he asked. His eyes flicked down to my lips for a split second.
I nodded and turned to face him, his hand sliding round to rest on my other thigh where I felt his grip tighten ever so slightly. Taking his chin between my thumb and forefinger, I brought his lips to mine. The attraction was instant; we kissed deep and slow, and Tom’s broad hands pulled my core in closer to his, where I could feel him getting hard. The two of us had never kissed before, but the action felt so familiar and safe, like it was nothing new. Our kiss intensified, and my fingers travelled down his neck and across his defined collarbone, trailing down his chest until they reached the hem of his shirt.
“You want to do this?” he said, drawing back for a moment with nothing but care for me in his eyes.
“Yeah,” I replied. Tom helped me pull his t-shirt over his head and did the same with mine. We now sat up, with me on his lap as he cast his eyes upon my exposed chest. I removed my bra and Tom smiled, his hands running up my waist to cup my breasts, kneading them slowly. He leaned in and began to kiss, nip and gently suck on my neck, his erection growing as I started to slowly grind down on his crotch. 
“God, that’s good,” Tom breathed, gripping me tighter.
“You’re not so bad yourself,” I laughed softly. In response, he moved a hand in between my thighs, pressing his thumb against my clit through my jeans. I began to unbuckle my belt, but Tom stopped me.
“I’ll do it,” he said, “I got you, darling.” His coffee brown eyes were darkened by libido as he lay me back onto the sofa and slid my jeans down my legs, taking my underwear with them. One hand gripped my waist and the other my thigh, fingers teasingly close to my core whilst mine matted into his hair, as he kissed and licked a trail upwards from my knees. I could hardly stand the tension and it was obvious he was loving every moment. Slowly, he pushed one finger, then another, into me, and pumped deep and gentle, causing a moan to slip from my lips. Tom looked up at me briefly, a smirk spreading across his face. His mouth found my clit, his tongue sucking and flicking over it as his fingers continued their rhythm. As my thighs began to tremble, my grip tightened around his brown locks, and Tom took the signal to up the tempo. 
“Fucking hell, Tom,” I whimpered. My climax spread through my body in a wave of intense pleasure, and when I finally opened my eyes, I was met with Tom’s grinning face. 
He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and leaned down to place a kiss on my lips. “That was hot.”
“Oh we’re not done yet,” I replied as I pulled his sweatpants down from around his hips and took hold of his member, running my thumb from base to tip. Tom moaned almost immediately at my touch, and now it was my turn to smirk. I sat up and pushed him back, so my body hovered over him, before lowering myself down to follow my thumb’s movement with my tongue. My free hand teased at his base and caressed his balls, and inch by inch I took him in my mouth to suck gently. 
Tom’s head tilted back into the couch cushions, his jaw clenched and twitching. He gripped my shoulders as a way to release the pleasure. “Please let me fuck you,” he groaned. The pleading in his voice only made me wetter.
Releasing him from my mouth, I positioned myself over him and slowly sank down, letting him fill me up bit by bit. The veins in Tom’s forearms were prominent as he gripped my ass and encouraged me to begin grinding down on him. “Faster,” he whispered.
I did as I was told and started to bounce at an increasing rate. I allowed one of my hands to play with myself and further my pleasure, and that only made Tom harder. His hips thrusted upwards in a rhythm that complemented mine. 
“You feel really fucking good, Tom,” I grunted. Tom bit his lip as he reached up to massage my breasts, and the stimulation of multiple parts of my body pushed me further to the edge. “I’m close.” 
“Me too, baby, but hold it for me?” he breathed, clearly on the verge himself. The feelings that came with Tom calling me ‘baby’ were ones I hadn’t experienced before, but in no way were they negative. 
I nodded and focused on bringing Tom to his climax by leaning down and sucking on his neck. His abdomen tensed and his grip on me tightened to the point it was almost painful, and I knew I could now have my own release. Curses of pleasure slipped from both our mouths as our movements slowed, and I lay my head down on his heaving chest after achingly removing myself from him.
“I think we both needed that,” Tom sighed contentedly.
“You think?” I teased, winning a laugh from the boy beside me. “You still have to do the dishes though.”
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pairing: sub!tom holland x reader
request number twenty one: i 👏🏻need 👏🏻sub 👏🏻tom 👏🏻 smut👏🏻like normally he’s in control (cause i mean look at him) but then one time you switch it up and he’s so submissive to you and like he’s tied to the headboard and you linger touches on him and tease him so bad like calling him baby boy and leaving hickeys all over him and grinding on him like YES I NEED THAT 
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a/n: i’m so sorry that i took literal months to do this––i hope you see this, whoever requested it! also i didn’t proof read really, i’m too tired.
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