#sorry to kyle i couldn't get your gif to fit

[jewbeloved]

I just realized today (because of my friends pointing it out) that whenever im mad or shocked I usually change languages without realizing it and start yelling in kurdish out of frustration, so I was wondering if you could write for the main 4 + tweek (or honestly just anyone you find fit for this!) with a trilingual poc friend/partner who switches between languages whenever experiencing a specific emotion? Sorry if this request is confusing, my english isn’t that well considering the fact that it isn’t my first language. 💗💗 (Also how has your week been so far? ☺️)

Sure!💓💓💓

Team Stan + Tweek with a s/o who switches languages when their upset 😭😠💓💓

Warnings: None

Gender: Neutral

❤️💚 The Main Four 🧡💙

They first heard you yelling in a different language when some random douchebag pissed you off.

They couldn't help but giggle just a little at you cursing out the guy.

"Dude, Y/n literally sounds hilarious when they yell in another language". Cartman snorted afterwards.

"Mphmmmm..." (You're not wrong..but I think we better comfort them, they could still be upset you know...).

*sigh*, "I suppose you do have a point Kenny".

The guy that you were cursing out didn't understand what you were saying, but he ran away scared still.

Before you could walk off, you were suddenly grabbed into Kenny's arms with the others wrapping their arms around you as well.

"Stan, Cartman, Kyle, and Kenny? What are you guys doing?", You asked as one of them ruffled your h/c hair.

"What does it look like? we're just calming you down idiot, that dude got you pretty fired up".

"Oh...I see....did you guys laugh?". You sounded a bit disappointed.

They looked at each other with a guilty expression, now they felt a little bad for laughing.

"Um..yes! we did laugh..but it wasn't on purpose we swear!".

"No no no! It's okay! It really didn't bother me since it was you guys.."

"So you're not gonna kick our ass for laughing at you?", "I would have If you pissed me off like that guy I just cursed out."

Overall, they don't care if you speak another language. They probably would just search it up anyways-❤️💚💙🧡

💛 Tweek Tweak ☕

He got scared when he saw you cursing somebody out in another language.

You probably might have to calm him down and explain it to him afterwards.

But at the same time, he was really confused because he had no idea what you just said.

You explained to him that you sometimes yell in a different language whenever you're upset at somebody.

He understood you, but he was also scared that he might make you angry at him and you might start yelling in different languages at him.

You reassured him that he could never make you angry, not even a little.

And if you are sad? He will also try to comfort you as best as he can.

He gets scared whenever you yell at somebody, but you still hold a place in his heart.

10/10 Coffee addict boyfriend <3💛💛💛💛

#south park x reader #kyle broflovski x reader #stan marsh x reader #eric cartman x reader #kenny mccormick x reader #tweek tweak x reader #south park #southpark sp #sp x reader #southpark blog #x reader #southpark x y/n #language #poc reader #poc #black reader #southpark scenarios #southpark headcanons #main 4 #main 4 x reader

[clementine-writes-things]

Lana Songs for Gotham Characters

This is just gotham characters and which lana songs I feel suit them best/they remind me of. If I left some characters out it's because I couldn't find a song that fit them well. Sorry xoxo!

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Jim Gordon: 24

"If you lie down with dogs then you'll get fleas. Be careful of the company you keep..."

This is the first song I thought of being of the meaning behind the song. He has a hard time being honest about the things he deals with as a police officer. He lies to protect people. He makes deals with bad people to protect the ones he loves. Though this song has a more sad meaning to it, I feel like the lyrics suit him very well.

Oswald Cobblepot: Old Money

"My father's love was always strong. My mother's glamour lives on and on..."

This song is about being there for the people you love/who love you. Even though he isn't that good of a person, he is all about family and love. He loved his mother and father dearly, and that's why this song reminds me of him.

Bruce Wayne: Terrence Loves You

"But I lost myself when I lost you..."

This song is about being strong in the face of abandonment, which is exactly what Bruce does. He stays strong after his parents die and never gives up. This song is very sweet and I highly recommend you listen to it.

Selina Kyle: This Is What Makes Us Girls

"We all look for heaven and we put love first. Something that we'd die for, its a curse..."

This song is about having a troubling past as a teenager. Constantly getting into trouble and suffering the consequences. It really reminds me of her because of her life on the streets and constant struggle to survive.

Jerome Valeska: Born To Die

"Come and take a walk on the wild side. Let me kiss you hard in the pouring rain. You like your girls insane..."

This song is about true love and living life recklessly. I feel like it suits him well because of him being a little....insane. Lol. He definitely lives life on the wild side.

Victor Zsasz: Art Deco

"You're so art deco, out on the floor. Shining like gun metal, cold and unsure..."

This suits him so well. He's so classy and professional but he's also a big dork. He's very cold and unsure. I feel like this suits him the best because of his attitude. He's gentle and cold.

Edward Nygma: Did you know that there's a tunnel under Ocean Boulevard/Salvatore

'Open me up, tell me you like me. Fuck me to death, love me until I love myself.'

'Dying by the hand of a foreign man, happily. Calling out my name in the summer rain, ciao, amore.'

Ok, so I chose two songs for him because I actually had a REALLY difficult time trying to find the perfect song for him. I analyzed the lyrics and couldn't find anything. But these two songs fit him the best. More specifically, the lyrics listed above.

For the first quote, I thought about his origins. Why did he become the Riddler? Parental neglect and abuse. He didn't love himself. So, that lyric fit him perfect. 'Love me until I love myself'. Yes, he's a super criminal, but it stems all from never getting loved or acknowledged.

For the second quote, I KNOW HE ISN'T A FOREIGN MAN SHUT UP HE'S AMERICAN 🦅🦅🦅BUT IT STILL FIT HIM SO WELL! I feel like he DEFINITELY knows over 10 languages at LEAST and he definitely speaks Latin. I feel like he would totally speak Latin when being romantic. And 'dying by the hand' of him, is a reflection of how dangerous he truly is. And 'calling out my name in the summer rain' is a reflection of how he still is a romantic at heart. He finds small things like rain beautiful, but he fights with his criminal side a lot. A battle between love and evil. So fuckin poetic.

Let me know what you guys think of my choices <3 sorry if I left people out. It was hard enough to find songs that fit these characters hehe.

#writers #fanfic writer #writers of tumblr #fanfic #gotham #the riddler #edward nygma #dc universe #cory michael smith #lana del rey #lana

[bee0bee]

New York Pas de Deux part 21

We arrived at the bar. It was quite a proper, stylish place. This seemed to be their regular place, because the bartender knew them. - Hello Mitch! - said Cade and led to the counter. - Hello new guest! - Mitch turned toward me. - She is Stasia. Please, take care of her! - said, Cade. - Okay, Captain. - he said and smiled. The group ordered but I was still standing near the counter like an alarmed rabbit. - I'll make you...- said Mitch - a Gin Fizz, okay? It won't be too strong. - he smiled. Meanwhile, I sat down among the others. Cade was on the phone. - So where are you from Stasia? From Russia? - asked Jade. - Poland. - Poland. Yes. Sorry. - she said but I felt that she did it with intent. - I've never been to Poland before. - said, Aaron. At least he was nice. - Are you from Warsaw? - asked another guy, I think Billy. - No, she is from Krakow. - answered Cade and sat down. - And how do you feel among ballet kittens? - asked Jade. She tried to provoke me. - Are you a ballet dancer? - asked Aaron with surprise. I nodded. - That's why she looks like a wooden board. - said, Jade. - Stop it. - said Cade to her and gave me an encouraging look. Meanwhile, more and more guests came. - Another round? - asked Aaron. Cade shook his head for me. Since the others all wanted another drink, Aaron went to the counter. Cade also stood up. - I need to talk to someone. I'll be back. - he said and left me alone with Jade, Aaron and the rest of the group. Jade also felt that it is the perfect moment to humiliate me. - So Stasia, we're Cade friends so I have to ask, what do you want from him, hm? Why are you here? - I...I am here for one of the best dance training in the world. - I answered. - Okay, but what do you want from Cade? I mean even the blind can see that you don't fit together. You live in two separate worlds. - she started and I was getting more nervous. - Except, if you're a passionate lover in bed. - she added. I felt myself blush. - Jade, leave her! - said, Billy. Aaron was laughing. - Or...maybe...you're a virgin? - she asked. I couldn't say a word. I just sat there feeling as awkward as ever. The situation was disturbed by the arrival of another friend. - Kyle! - said, Billy. - Kyle, you know that if Cade sees you, you'll be in trouble. - Calm down! I just wanted to see my little brother. - he said, holding out his hand to Aaron. - And who is she? - he looked at me. - Cade's new...idon'tknow. Stasia. - said Jade mockingly. - Hello, I'm Kyle! - he smiled so I smiled too. I hoped that Cade be back soon, but he seemed to be having a good chat with someone. Suddenly, Alicia called me. - I have to pick this up. - I said and went outside. - Where are you? We're in front of your flat. - Alicia asked. - I'm with Cade's friends. - Then all is forgiven. Call me when you get home in the evening. Ciao! - she said and hung up. When I returned to our table, Cade was there by then. Kyle disappeared. After this, it seemed that they completely forgot about me. I drank my drink and I listened to their conversation. - How do you say Cheers in Polish? - asked Aaron. - Twoje zdrowie! - I replied and he tried to repeat it. After I drunk my drink I started to feel strange. I went to the counter and ordered a glass of water. - Is everything alright? We can leave if you want? - Cade followed me. - No. It's just...I don't drink...usually. You know. - I know. - I'll be alright. - I said smiling next to my water. - I'll be there if you need me. - said Cade leaning a peck on my forehead. - Can I use the bathroom? - I asked Mitch. - Of course. There will be a door to the right in that corridor. I went to the bathroom to refresh myself. Someone approached. I thought it would go on, but it didn't. He opened the door and grabbed me by the arm. It was Aaron.

#new york city #dangerous #badboylovestory #thomas doherty

[the-mother-of-lions]

every friend group should have... (insp)

#she ra and the princesses of power #she ra #she ra gifs #she ra edit #spop #spop edit #catradora #sorry to kyle i couldn't get your gif to fit #a short king though #lion gifs #gifset #my merlin one will be coming soon

[scentedkittenperfection]

Sneaking in

Me and @meetmyothersouls collaborate for this Timmy Chalamet story.

the reader invited the girls (Lady Bird (Christine), Jenna, and Julie) for a slumber party. The reader is dating Kyle.

The girls and the reader are having a slumber party.

The reader's sister gets involved and her name is ahlai.

Meanwhile, Kyle snuck the reader's house through her bedroom window and things got a little crazy.

Y/N and her sister Ahlai wait for their friends to come over for a slumber party.

The doorbell rings, Y/N and Ahlai both go to the door and open it to see that their friends Christine, Jenna, and Julie arrive.

"Hey girls, come in. Make yourself at home" Y/N said.

They all came in. "Thanks for inviting us, Y/N and Ahlai." Christine said.

They all went into the family room.

"So I was thinking about ordering pizza..everyone likes pepperoni right?” Y/N picks up her phone to order the pizza.

Julie says, "Pizza sounds good, oooh let’s watch The Notebook. I’ve been craving some Ryan Gosling.”

Ahlai says, "Hell yeah."

While watching the notebook.

A familiar red low battery chimes on your phone, “Gotta grab my charger,” she says as she hops off the couch and leaps for the stairs. A friend throws a throw pillow at her as she dodges it skillfully and throws a middle finger up at her.

y/n bends down and pulls the charger out of the wall by her bed. Upon standing, she hears the squeak of her window opening up and a figure wearing a dark hoodie climbing in. Y/N let’s out a loud shriek as the hooded figure quickly stalks over and gently places a hand over her mouth.“Shhh, y/n, it’s me,” he says

"Jesus, Kyle, what the hell," she says, recognizing the voice.

Kyle replied, "I wanted to surprise you."

"My friends are downstairs and my parents will pitch a fit if you came here uninvited." Says y/n as she tries to get him out.

"Sorry, my good girl. I just wanted to see you."

"I see, I was just getting my phone charger because my phone was dying. Now I really have to go." Was about to get out of her room but Kyle grabbed Y/N's hand and said, "Wait, how's the slumber party going?"

Y/N replied, "it's all good."

Kyle said, "don't be mad at me. I didn't mean to show up uninvited."

Kyle grabbed her hand, and she couldn’t resist the touch. “I’m not mad,” she said, giving in. Kyle smiled at her as he pulled her in closer. Their lips touch as Kyle backs her onto the bed. They fall into it.

As they made out, Kyle accidentally stroked her ticklish spot(her side) and y/n squeaked and Kyle smirked, "you ticklish?" Y/n slowly moved away, "no." She lied.

Kyle held and tackled her to her bed and tickled her sides and every part of her.

"Pleaheaee dohon't, stohop, Kyle." She said in between laughs.

Kyle replied, "don't stop, okay you little gigglebug." Continues tickling Y/N

Y/N tried to fight it but due to much laughter she couldn't.

Then She got out of the torture and ended up tickling Kyle. "Revenge is the dish best served tickled."

They end up cuddling and fall asleep

She ends up spending most of the time upstairs with him leaving her friends and sister wondering.

Ahlai replied, "Has anybody noticed that Y/N's been gone for a long time for a phone charger."

Christine and the other girls nodded.

Ahlai said, "I'll go check on her."

"I'll come with you." Christine replied.

Christine and Ahlai go upstairs to Y/N's room.

Christine and Ahlai knocked on the door.

Christine said, "Y/N, you ok?"

Y/N wakes up and gets to the door and unlocks it,"hey guys, sorry if I took too long. Things are a bit chaotic."

Christine said, "What took you so long?"

Kyle woke up and replied, "I think I might have been the cause of that?" Kyle went to the door

Chris said, "Hi Kyle."

"Hey Christine," Kyle said.

They all went back downstairs and a little while later they enjoyed themselves and had a great fantastic night.

#timothée chalamet #kyle scheible #kyle x reader #LadyBird #tickle fic

[ryujinzs]

starboy | tom holland

pairing: tom holland x reader

word count: 3,813

summary: You never really liked Tom, but after a party, you two get into the intimacy and things get out of control.

chapter warnings: a lot of smut, angst, unprotected sex.

a/n: I’m the worst person to write a smut but I swear I’ve tried!

When you think teenagers couldn't be stupider, they just prove that you were wrong. For some reason a boy has thrown himself completely naked in the pool, being almost freezing outside. Luckily you don't feel the cold, because the human warmth that is inside the room makes you feel warm. You hold your beer bottle tight and frown when you see your best friend kiss the fifth party boy.

Ah, yes. Fraternity parties. They are always a disaster. Everyone always ends up drunk, vomiting on all the furniture and with the greatest hangover possible. You wanted to be home by updating your favorite series, but no, Lindsay, the girl who abandoned you in the first ten minutes, said you were going to have a good time, it was a party on the college campus and there would be few people.

How innocent you were. It was ridiculous.

A long breath came from your lips. Your eyes went down to the now warm liquid inside the bottle. After all, why were you holding a bottle of beer if you didn't even drink? There were so many things to be answered, the main thing was, what the hell am I doing here? When the most popular guy on campus decides to throw a party because he's just in the mood, things get out of hand. Lindsay was always saying how Tom Holland was the hottest kid on campus, but you just thought him arrogant. He was always pacing back and forth with that convinced smile of his, bragging about how many girls were wanting to be with him and stuff like that. That was one of the things you hated.

You looked at the screen of your phone and realized that it was about midnight. Your eyes automatically turned. You felt like an old woman trying to fit in. There were so many people clinging to every corner that it was a little difficult not to notice. So you decided that you needed to go to the bathroom and even though it was almost impossible to get past all the people, you went up the marble stairs and had to be careful not to step on a drunken girl sleeping on the floor.

"Jesus Christ." You held the wall and left the bottle anywhere on the floor, it would probably vanish in a few seconds. The fraternity was great, there were so many rooms that you would have to open door to door to guess where the bathroom was. The first was a completely dark room. In the second part there were two girls kissing on the bed, you promptly apologized and closed the door, heart racing. At the third door you got it right, but you had a surprise. "Oh my God, I'm sorry... I was looking for, um, the bathroom." You turned your face away from facing what was in front of you.

Tom was inside with a redheaded girl. She was on top of the sink without the top of her clothes and he was kissing her the moment you opened the door. The girl quickly dressed in the clothes looked completely annoyed to you. The boy just laughed and watched his last flirting go through the corridor with her messy hair and the strap of her blouse down.

You stepped back and put your arms back waiting for him to come out of the bathroom, but he didn't leave. Tom stood on the doorframe, analyzing you from above. A crooked smile came when he noticed the little navy blue dress you wore. He highlighted all of your curves, showing all of your towering beauty.

You raised your eyebrow and took a deep breath. "I just wanted to use the bathroom, sorry to interrupt." And just as you were about to turn down the stairs, he finally spoke.

"Too bad, it would be really fun if you joined us."

You stared wide-eyed with the audacity of the boy in front of you. "Excuse me?"

"Do I know you? I don't think so, but what's your name?"

You hesitated a little. Obviously you knew who he was, the most arrogant of all college, how not to know? And for some reason, whether it was alcohol or just the malicious side, he was flirting with you.

Tom could not let a girl like you pass before his eyes without even knowing the name. He hardly knew your name, but he was completely fascinated.

"Y/N you won't believe what... Hi Tom." Lindsay smiled a little drunk. He just waved at her and gave up because he already knew the name of the most beautiful girl at the eparty.

"Lind, is everything okay? You're completely drunk."

"I know, yes, I know. Sorry?"

"Let's go home. Now."

"No, Y/N, I'm having so much fun..." She pouted, looking over her long black lashes.

"Lindsay..." You took a deep breath, but then you felt Tom move.

"I think your friend is fine, she's having fun, just as you should be, too." Tom said smiling, it was another smirk, malicious, with pure malice.

"See, Y/N? I'll be downstairs, probably with Kyle... I guess."

You saw your friend disappear down the stairs and you ran your hand over your face, feeling some anger at Tom. He didn't have to get involved in anything, but he got in and now probably Lindsay would drink so much until she forgot her name.

"See you down there, Y/N?" Tom moistened his lips, staring deep into your eyes.

"Whatever." You finally entered the bathroom and closed the door. Meanwhile, Tom went downstairs and joined his friends.

You spent more time than you should in the bathroom. The music was extremely loud and you didn't want to have to deal with Tom again, but a girl hit so hard at the door that made you leave, as she was almost dying to pee. The smell of alcohol and nicotine invaded your senses and you were led up the stairs again. The party seemed to have gotten worse by a hundred percent. There was a girl with only panties on the table while other people drank something straight from her body. Some couples were almost naked in the corner of the house, others danced, talked, it was difficult to understand what was really happening.

As you walked through the crowd, your eyes fixed on him. Tom was across the room talking to some of his friends. For a moment you allowed yourself to think more calmly. Your eyes fell on his wavy brown hair, his well-designed jaw and nose aligned. He wore a red jacket that favored his body and skin, his jeans were a bit tight, but he still could look good. After all, you concluded that the comments about his beauty were true. Tom held the neck of his beer bottle as he gestured and laughed at the same time. The same redheaded girl now bit his ear and said something, but he didn't seem to care so much.

Until he saw you. That devilish grin grew on the boy's face and he made his way to you.

Tom walked over to the table behind you and pretended to get another empty bottle, but he had other intentions. He turned, his lips pressed to your ear. "Did I mention how fucking good you're in that tight little dress, love?" His voice was pure lust. You almost choked when you felt the hot breath on your skin.

"What do you want?" You tried to keep up, but it was almost impossible.

Tom touched your arms and gently touched the back of your neck, leaving your hair to one side. You felt the cold on his fingertips because of the beer glass. It was deliciously dangerous and made your body bristle. Seeing that you had dropped your head slightly, Tom smiled devilishly. "You won't regret it, darling. I assure you."

"What if I say no?" You took a deep breath, wishing he'd touch you again just for you to feel the electricity in your body. It was ridiculous, you didn't like Tom, he was the stereotype you hated most, a rich and spoiled boy who lavished his money and charm on the girls.

"It's your choice, love. I just want to make you feel good." He moved closer, leaning against your back.

You sighed, feeling your muscles tighten even more tightly. He knew what he was doing and knew all too well. You were vulnerable, excited with only half a dozen words and nothing would make you understand how he could do this to people. But the carnal instinct was much stronger than the mere consciousness of the human being.

"I hate you. Did you know that, Holland?" His name came out like a beautiful song from your lips. Tom closed his eyes for a few seconds and continued to smile. He pressed his lips to the lobe of your ear, nibbling at your skin and pulling her then. He was a good player.

"You hate me? Show me then how much you hate me."

A soft moan was ripped from your lips. There was no escape from that. You were basically given to him. And the worst part of it all was that you wanted to.

"Not here." You with all the strength you possessed, pulled away and found the way out. Tom waited for you to leave to leave the beer on the table and follow you to the university campus. You walked quietly to your apartment, followed a quarter meter back by Tom. The students' apartments were basically across the street, and Thomas thanked greatly for it, because he couldn't last another second without touching you.

The five minutes to your door were quiet. When you turned the knob and turned on the light, Tom stepped into the apartment and you began to wonder if you had done the right thing, but there was no time for doubt, after all Tom was pulling off his jacket, showing his black shirt that was glued to his arms. You sighed as he walked toward you.

"You look so good in this dress that I almost want to fuck you with it." Tom's words leaving you in shock, ecstatic, anxious. "But I think I'd prefer you without him."

Tom held both hands on your face and buried his lips in yours. It was a mild taste of alcohol and mint, something exotic, but completely sensual. His lips moved precisely over yours in a kiss wet and full of desire. Tom didn't have to ask where your room was, because when you realized it, you were already in it. He tightened his grip on your waist, making you gasp over his lips. You came closer, wanting a little more body contact with him. Tom grinned and bit your lower lip, letting a faint moan escape your lips. "Someone is needy."

You were a little exhausted that Tom was always saying everything, doing everything, so you decided to take some action that you hardly knew you had. You pulled away from him and pushed him to the edge of the bed. Tom sat down, laughing softly and biting his lips, looking forward to what was to come. You took off the high heel you were wearing and slowly lowered a strap of the dress. At that moment Tom hesitated and drew in as much breath as he could. His gaze was fierce, fulminating. On the edge of the bed you allowed him to touch your body. Then the other strip of the dress fell on your shoulders. Without breaking eye contact, you undid the zipper of the dress until it easily fell on the floor.

Tom's eyes widened. He was surprised. "Holy shit." He whispered audibly.

You were wearing just a black lace panties and nothing more. When he thought he might touch you once more, you climbed into bed and pushed his body against the mattress.

"Damn, princess... You're fucking perfect."

You smiled devilishly, just like him. Tom took the black shirt off and tossed it to the floor. He had a wonderful sight of your breasts almost on his face. You sat on Tom's abdomen and spread your hands across his chest, slowly running your fingernails around. Tom growled low and smoothed your thighs. His hand reached around your waist and you moved back and forth, feeling the touch of Tom's warm skin on your core that by now was already completely wet. Tom moaned, feeling the moist fabric of lace on his skin.

"Come here, princess. Let me make you feel good, huh? I want to hear you scream my name as you ride on my face." The words if Tom made such a big effect that you moaned weak. He held on both sides of your waist until you adjusted with legs next to his head. Without even caring, Tom made the lace panties just turn a torn rag. Slowly he lowered your body until his lips were completely connected to your intimacy. When you felt his hot, soft tongue on your clit, it was as if an electric current had hit your body. You put your hand on the wall in front of you and looked down, watching him move his lips and tongue deliciously over your pussy.

"Oh my..." You just couldn't say anything, just moan loudly, feeling your belly burn. "Tom." You closed your eyes tight.

Tom tightened his grip on your waist while his other hand caressed your breast abruptly. His tongue snaked deliciously over your folds. You tried to reach your clit just for more impact, but he forbade you to touch. Instead, he lowered his fingers to your clit, stimulating and making your body snake on his tongue. A trickle of sweat trickled down your temple. Your hands gripped Tom's messy hair and you opened your lips, feeling your climax arriving. It was just paradise. His tongue was fiercely perfect. He licked your entrance and stepped away for a second just to continue to stimulate your clit.

"Do you like it when I eat your pretty little cunt, princess?" Tom increased his movements, leaving you only weak and sensitive. "Tell me, huh? How do you feel?"

"Damn it, Tom. It's so good, so..."

"Has anyone eaten your pretty pussy like that? I bet it doesn't." Tom sucked your pussy again and you felt the first orgasm coming. It was strong, intense, devastating.

"Tom, I'm almost there... Oh God!"

"That's it, love. Come to me, eh?"

It was too much. The erotic words, the sensation of having him there in your most sensitive place was too much. You disintegrated right there, a wave of heat and pleasure reaching into your body at once that made your toes curl.

"Tom..." You were breathless, unable to reason right. But he hadn't even started with you yet. Thomas stood up just to remove his pants as you lay down, sweaty and tired of a powerful and strong orgasm. There was such a large bulky mark on Tom's underwear that it immediately made your body ache.

He lay on top of you and carefully kissed your wet lips. Tom jerked your legs almost involuntarily and thrust two fingers into your cunt. You widened your eyes and cringed beneath his body. Tom nodded, watching you scramble for air as him moved in and out his fingers on your wet pussy. "Yeah, use your words love, I want to hear you."

"You're killing me, Holland." You closed your eyes, saying huskily.

"That's the intention, love." He laughed and moved his fingers inside you slowly, as if he were torturing you. "Your pussy is so tight, damn it. I can't wait to be inside you." Tom rubbed his wet fingers on your clit and you moaned deliciously beneath him. He brought both his fingers up to your lips and slowly put into your mouth. You wrapped your tongue between his fingers. Tom admired you completely fascinated. He could just cum watching you lick and suck his fingers. And you did so well, like a real pro. "I'm still gonna fuck that pretty mouth of yours." He ran his thumb over your lips and kissed you again now that you had tasted your own taste.

"Ass up for me, princess." He simply commanded. You had lost all the determination of domination that was a few minutes ago, now all you wanted was for him to fuck you until you lost all sense. You turned around and stood with your face on the pillow while Tom stroked your ass. He smiled and slapped it hard, leaving the skin irritable.

"Damn it, Tom!"

"You're a good girl, right, Y/N? Of course it is." He removed his boxer and made soft strokes on his own cock before brushing the tip into your entrance. You gasped, feeling your pussy ache just from anxiety to have it inside you. As he slid inside you, Tom let out a brutal groan as you just moaned as much as you could. He paused for a moment, feeling the moisture and how tight you were for him. Tom gripped your waist and moved slightly. "Hmm, Y/N, you receive me so damn good. Look at how your cunt gets my cock so well, damn it... I'm gonna fuck you so fucking hard you'll never forget this."

"Please, just fuck me good..."

"Yes, princess, as you wish..." He groaned as he moved faster inside you.

Things were getting more and more intense, the whole building would be able to hear their groans with Tom's and the sound of your skins getting into friction. But it was a good sin, deliciously good. You rolled your eyes, feeling your whole body numb. Tom leaned over to say hot, erotic things in your ear, which was driving you into madness. He was so close, for some reason he didn't know why it wasn’t taking so long, it was something in you, like a drug that made him crazy and vulnerable, about to erupt.

"Damn, Y/N, I'm so close..."

"Fuck me like that, Tom, just keep baby... You're fucking me so good!"

Tom pulled at your hair and with his hand on your waist, he brought you close. Your sweaty back were now clinging to Tom's breast. He held your breasts while his other hand circled your clit deliciously. You tried to lean on anything: the bed, the wall, but nothing seemed to hold the overwhelming sensation that was taking over your body. Tom's cock had hit a spot right inside you and you were slowly clenching around him, making him insane.

"Tom, I-I'm going to cum..."

"Cum all over my cock, love, do that for me, huh?" He bit your ear lobe as he slammed into you harder.

Then again you undid, but this time inside Tom. Your body erupted. Tom held you tightly to his chest as your walls tightened around him. Tom groaned something, shouting your name. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck..."

"Tom, baby, cum for me. I want to feel you, please!"

It was the last for him. He closed his eyes and somehow captured your lips in a completely sloppy kiss. You lay on the bed and Tom lay on top as you slowly strocked his cock, feeling his cum fall on your stomach. Tom was a mess just like you. Hair stuck to his forehead, sweat all over his body, and his breath failed. He propped himself up by the elbows and looked up at you. Your breasts rising and falling rapidly, your hair was glued to your forehead and shoulders, red lips and scrapes all over your body. You were a mess, but at the same time you had an innocent look and Tom didn't know how after seeing what you were capable of.

He lay down beside you and ran his hand across his forehead, pulling all his hair away. His muscles were more relaxed now. He looked at you and couldn't not smile. You had your hands on your face hiding all the mess he had done to you. He laughed and pulled your arm away. You closed your eyes and it was as if you were hiding.

"Are you really trying to hide from me after what just happened?"

"No...?" You peeked open one eye and then closed it again.

"Where do I get a towel?" He asked before getting up.

"In the bathroom, first door on your right."

Tom nodded and put on his underwear that was on the floor in the bedroom. You lifted up a bit to look at the mess you two made. Your head was aching like your whole body. Tom had taken a little rough, but in a totally good way. Some thoughts hovered around your head, like, how the hell did I end up fucking the guy I hate the most?

You barely knew how you were going to tell Lindsay, she'd probably freak out if she found out. But it was too late and you had already done it. And done well, after all.

Tom returned to the bedroom with a towel and sat down beside you on the bed. He touched the towel on you stomach and cleaned you up. You watched every detail of it. His hands, his dark chocolate eyes, his completed hair slipped back and how he managed to be charming without even straining. He smiled to see you watching him. You whispered a thank you and got up, looking for the black shirt he was wearing before. Tom leaned back against the headboard and watched you dress the shirt with a smile on his face.

When you finished, you put your hands on your waist and made a pose for him. "How do I look?" You mocked him.

"Fucking delicious, love." You rolled your eyes and came over, sitting on the bed.

"So what now? Are you going away and pretending that none of this happened?"

"Is that what you want?" He questioned, a little seriously. You stopped to think. That could be something else, but you knew him by reputation and knew how he was like girls and creating a false expectation wasn't something you wanted. "How about you think about that? But first I wanted to know if I could stick around tonight."

"Is that what you want?"

"Yes. I don't feel like going back to the party."

You were silent. He really wanted to stay. In the same bed. With you.

"It's alright. I think I'm going to need a shower now." You shrugged and stood up. Tom nodded, but said nothing. You turned around before entering the bathroom and made a thoughtful face. "Will you join me?"

"Oh, love. You're going to be the death of me..." Tom said as he stood up completely bewitched by your smile and your body.

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