#tomhollandsblog

[shellshocklove]

List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the ask box of the last 10 people who reblogged something from you. Learn to know your mutuals and followers ✨

omg, hii! <3

okay, 5 things that make me happy: - spring 🌸 - discovering new music - going to concerts - feeling the sun warm my face after a long winter - warm chocolate chip cookies 🍪

#tomhollandsblog #ask

[tomdutch]

venomsilk -> tomdutch

*flo milli voice* oh you bitches thought it was overrrr

scream i’m sorry i have do it again 🫣 feliciaharty just ain’t doing it for me and this is the closest thing i have to a tom url lmao so. we’ll test this one tonight 😳

please like if you see!!

once again tagging thee mutuals i’m sorry for two url changes in like a week 😔

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[silkholland]

Tension and Temptation by @marvelouspeterparker 🔥

Angel Face by @sunflowertomholland 🔥

All I’ll Ever Need by @lauras-collection 🌸

Paint The Grass Green by @lauras-collection 🌧🔥🌸

Lonely Heart by @lauras-collection 🌧🔥

Two Lies And A Truth by @lauras-collection 🌧🔥🌸

Love/Hate Me More by @tomhollandsblog 🔥🌧

Pink Film by @silkscream 🔥

Flowers by @unbelievableholland 🌧

Repent by @wazzupmrstark 🔥

Bloodlust by @wazzupmrstark 🔥

The Method by @wazzupmrstark 🔥

We’re Only Kidding Ourselves by @wazzupmrstark 🔥🌧🌸

No Nut November by @wazzupmrstark 🔥

(Re)Bound by @justapurrcat 🔥🌧

Long Night by @angelic-holland 🔥

Call Me Angel by @angelic-holland 🔥

Love On Set by @selfcarecap 🔥🌸

Tee, Tease & Taint by @t-lostinworlds 🔥

The Trial of The Eldest Holland by @reawritesthings 🌧

Sunkissed by @duskholland 🔥🌧

Revenge Is Sweet by @t-lostinworlds 🌸🌧

Unlatched by @spidey-sophie 🔥

Broken Hearts and Empty Cups by @hollandroos 🌧

Taunt by @duskholland 🔥

Waterproof by @softholand 🔥

Torn Leaves, Broken Hearts by @t-lostinworlds 🌸🌧

Cookie Dough & Other Heartbreak Remedies by @venomsilk 🌸

Blue Jeans by @venomsilk 🔥🌧

Sunny Side Up by @venomsilk 🔥🌸

Birdie by @venomsilk 🔥

Break My Heart by @venomsilk 🌧🌸

Switch by @blindingdutchy 🔥

Share by @blindingdutchy 🔥

Devilish by @blindingdutchy 🔥

Home by @blindingdutchy 🔥🌧🌸

Golf Groupie by @blindingdutchy 🔥

(Un)Expected by @luciwritesstuff 🌧🌸🔥

Fine Line by @luciwritesstuff 🌧🔥🌸

#fic recs #tom holland fic rec #cherie’s recs #writer recs

[borhapparker]

writing commissions open!

hi y'all! i am finally (for i think the first time) opening commissions! as you guys know, i love writing, and i love creating new pieces with new ideas/settings/characters! i am now opening up writing commissions for those that want to get a personalized writing piece catered to their favorite character/actor/fandom! this does not mean that i will no longer be taking regular requests, those are still open! but now, if you want a personal writing piece with tom or one of the holland boys or even a winchester brother, i can do that with your name, attributes, etc !

below is how it works! i also take payments through paypal/venmo rather than ko-fi if that makes you more comfortable!

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here are the fandoms/characters/actors i will have open for writing commissions:

stranger things (steve harrington, billy hargrove, eddie munson, and their respective actors)

marvel (peter parker, bucky barnes, matt murdock, iron fist, moon knight, peter maximoff/xmen, warren worthington iii and their respective actors)

supernatural (sam and dean, castiel, jack, and their respective actors)

tom holland (his characters)/harry holland/sam holland/harrison osterfield

bohemian rhapsody (brian may, roger taylor, and their respective actors)

macgyver (lucas till/angus macgyver)

andrew garfield/tobey macguire (and their respective peter parker alternates)

matthew gray gubler/spencer reid

any and all prompts are open to me writing them! if you are curious as to what i do not accept, take a look here

i can also write for characters not mentioned but in the same fandoms! i may not have extensive knowledge but i can for sure try my best!

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my standard rate for written works is $0.01 USD per word. this translates to $1.00 per each 100 words. however, I am flexible depending on the request. see the end of this post for my restrictions. 

In every commission you must: - specify prompt/fandom - specify your pairing - provide as much detail as you deem necessary, or let me know if you’re giving me free reign over a concept

✧ Blurbs and Headcanons: I have a ko-fi where you can donate a coffee directly to me without being compensated if you so choose, or where I will write a blurb or headcanons for you if you leave your request and (optional) tumblr url in the message with your coffee.  blurbs will be min. 300 and max. 450 words per coffee (they are $3.00 each so it is discounted from my rate).  you can always message me to commission a blurb if you don’t want to pay through the ko-fi site.

✧ Drabbles: message me to commission a drabble. they will be a maximum of 1,000 - 1,200 words ($10 - 12) before it becomes a oneshot.  if you’re unsure if your request will be a blurb or a drabble, let me know! i’ll try to keep it as short as I can if you’d rather only pay for a blurb.

✧ Oneshots: please message me to commission a oneshot. i ask that you allow for a minimum of 1,300 - 2,000 words ($13 - 20) or it likely won’t be long enough to fulfill your request.  if your oneshot gets longer than 3,000 words, I will discount the rate from that point on to $0.0025 per word (this translates to $0.25 per extra hundred words after 3,000).  i will always round down for you if your total includes partial cents. 

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if you have any questions please don't hesitate to reach out! send me a message in my inbox or dm me ! thank you again and i look forward to getting commission requests!

tags: @pbnjparker @madmadmilk @webstersshark @hollandroos @spiderboytotherescue @justapurrcat @ahoefortomholland @sparkingsin @darling-parker @darlingparkers @silkscream @silkholland @sunshinehollandd @blissfulparker @boohooiamthefool @softholland @pererprk @tomhollandsblog @thollandsdarling @pvarker @totheblood @sunflowertomholland @slut4holland @gingerparker @darling-im-moonstruck

#ambs talks #ambs writing #tom holland fanfiction #tom holland imagines #marvel imagines #commissions #commission imagines #commission drabbles #commission oneshots #supernatural fanfics #marvel fanfics #stranger things fanfics #marvel #mcu #peter parker #sam winchester #edde munson #brian may #roger taylor #peter maximoff #steve harrington #billy hargrove #iron fist #daredevil #bucky barnes

[tomhollandsblog]

Love/Hate me more [tom holland smut] part one

Pairing: Tom Holland x actress!reader

Description: You and your co-star Tom Holland can't seem to get along. After the big premiere of your movie, things change.

Word Count: 9.5k (4.6k words of pure smut)

A/N: This is part of @venomsilk's valentine bingo! See my valentine bingo card attached at the end of the post. If you do not want to get spoiled: don't read the tags and warnings and be surprised! I hope you enjoy it!

Part two is out now here!

Tagging inspo pics

Tags: actress!reader, coworkers, enemies to lovers, fake dating, unhappy ending

Warnings: SMUT (18+), swearing, angst, pwp, PIV, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), cockwarming, fingering, spanking, oral (m&f receiving), dom!tom but also slight dom!reader at some point, slight choking, namecalling (s word), 'hatefucking'

Tom had a very good reputation. Almost spotless. Always punctual, always nice - almost courteous - and such a pleasure to work with. No logic could explain then why you and him just could not stand each other. When you were cast to play opposite Tom Holland in a spy thriller you were excited at first. So how come from the first time you met you both despised each other?

He always got on your nerves with his optimism and endless talking. Always energetically running around set, always charming everyone. He was like a small golden retriever puppy, who never stopped barking. This would be a positive for most people, but needless to say, you were a cat person.

In ways, you were also more like a cat. Calm, strategic, elegant, maybe a little judgmental and sometimes even snippy but always professional. From the get-go, you both knew that you wouldn't be friends. He's just too annoying.

On-screen you were playing spies working for opposite sides. Slowly they turn from rivals into lovers until they both unknowingly double-cross their own side to save each other.

Off-screen you developed a rivalry as well (only that it didn't turn into love). Everyone around you seemed to be oblivious to your spiel. Maybe they thought you both just went full method but secretly have mutual respect and admiration for each other (which obviously wasn't the case). But it was fine. You both avoided each other as best as you could on set. Delivering on your scenes like professionals, bickering with each other between takes, rolling eyes when you thought the other person wouldn't be able to see. You probably completely ruined the studio's chances of making a gag reel since all of the footage where one of you would mess up would just show the other person visibly annoyed.

Eventually, you had to reunite for a press tour, where the both of you did a fantastic job of convincing the public that you were actually very close friends, always praising each other (which you hated because Tom knew full well that he was a great actor) and making up set stories that never happened. Apparently, some fans were convinced that there was something more between you (dozens of YouTube videos compiling 'flirtatious' moments between the two of you could attest to that). Seemingly, your bickering read more like flirting. So much so, that halfway through the press tour the film studio approached you and Tom and heavily suggested you up the flirtations. The fans ate it up - fully convinced now that you had been secretly dating since shooting the movie.

The week before the premiere in Los Angeles the studio called you in for another quick meeting. This time they had more concrete plans. They presented a strategy that would include shots of the two of you "getting cosy" on the beach which the paparazzi would coincidentally take. And then the two of you would attend the premiere together, walk the red carpet and give everyone a little bit of a show ("Actually, nothing is off-limits").

You both agreed. After all, it's just a job, right? It's just acting.

Which is how you ended up on the sidewalk of the hotel you stayed at, waiting to be picked up by Tom. He was 10 minutes late, of course, when he pulled up in this ridiculous Porsche. You didn't care for cars. You drove yourself if you absolutely had to. But you never really liked the type of man who was like super into cars for some weird reason (using cars as a status symbol). You would take a long ride on a crammed up bus with poor ventilation any day if it meant you wouldn't be trapped in a ritzy car with one Tom Holland. When you got into the car, Tom didn't even bother to turn down the loud music blasting through the speakers.

"You're late," you snipped.

No response.

The car's engine roared obnoxiously as Tom pressed his foot down on the gas pedal. You rolled your eyes.

"We should probably get into the mood of actually liking each other," you suggested after a few minutes of silence, struggling to speak loud enough over the music.

"What? You don't like me?" Tom said sarcastically while putting on an obvious fake smile.

"I would like you more if you turned down your stupid radio pop music," you said. Tom rolled his eyes at you and turned off the music.

"You would prefer if I played some of your pretentious indie music," he said putting indie into air quotes.

"Yes, I would actually"

"You know, I'm surprised that you even acted in this big mainstream movie since it's not real cinema," air quotes again.

You knew that his characterisation of you was right, but you weren't gonna let him have this point.

"You know, I had perfectly fine plans for this afternoon, maybe watching a good film, but since I'm stuck with you, you could maybe make it suck a little less if you weren't so annoying as usual,"

"Yeah, I see you put on something nice for a change," Tom joked in reference to the outfit you were wearing. You hated that you had to put on something cute and make yourself presentable for Tom.

"I see you didn't return the favour," you shot back.

Surprisingly, Tom didn't take offence to your remark but laughed instead. Even more surprisingly, now you had to fight back a small grin appearing on your lips yourself.

"I was thinking, since there are different societal expectations for actors and actresses in the current patriarchal state of Hollywood, nobody would care that the man of the couple would turn up in a white tee and pair of jeans to a date," Tom said clearly parodying your characteristically snappish line of delivery.

"I- wh- did-," you stammered briefly before deciding on "excuse me?"

You looked at Tom, taken aback. You couldn't tell whether he believed in what he just said or whether he said this to take the piss out of you. "Did you just use my own arguments against me?" How dare Tom use what you taught him against you when before, he wouldn't even have been able to construct such a sentence. How dare he out-woke you.

"Don't act as if it's your original thought," Tom shot back with a raised eyebrow (he was right, you shouldn't).

"I know"

"Besides, shouldn't you break those social norms by not playing into those stereotypes?" he added.

"You, out of all people, don't get to tell me what I should do or shouldn't do to be a good feminist," you said as Tom was narrowly close to seriously angering you.

"I'm taking the piss," Tom said, almost softly.

"Well, I need you to shut up"

You side-eyed Tom and saw that he was looking at you with an amused smirk. You could tell that he was holding himself back from saying something which would probably make your blood boil (thank god, he respected your request and kept his mouth shut).

After a few minutes, you noticed Tom looking at you again. You glared at him before going back to look at your phone. At the next red light, you looked up to see him stare at you again.

"What? Get your eyes on the road," you said annoyed, maybe a little nervous that he was looking at you for so long.

"If I may speak..." Tom said smirking.

"Oh my god, what is it?"

"We're almost there and just purely for the sake of the cameras - believe me, I wouldn't dare to do so otherwise, you know that I find you absolutely repulsive", you knew that he was joking with at least the last part.

"Misogynist," you quipped.

"- we should maybe try to at least act like we can stand each other... I don't know, just a suggestion," Tom smirked.

"I'm a decent actress but I don't know if I can do that," you said.

"y/n, you're a brilliant actress!" Tom said mimicking the tone he would use in interviews to praise you.

You realised that you were dangerously close to actually enjoying Tom's presence and the banter you had. You caught Tom looking at you to check for your reaction but you weren't gonna give him that satisfaction, so you just returned a blank stare.

"Alright, director's note," Tom said. "You could try to let me hold your hand maybe or let me put your arm around you at least once. We really should touch at one point. You could laugh at my jokes- wait, you already do that-"

"Shut up"

Tom continued "You could maybe look at me lovingly since we're actually supposed to be in love..."

"Now, that is above my pay grade," you said and Tom laughed, again.

Soon after Tom parked the car on the side of the street and you got out. It was a warm spring day in Los Angeles, the sun shining down on the beach. Tom walked around the car to join you and put his arm around your waist.

"Are the paparazzi already here?" you asked.

"You can never know," Tom said and led you down to the beach to take a stroll.

"Let me put on my sunglasses so I don't have to look at you," you said after a while and Tom laughed over-exaggerated (clearly making a show for the cameras). "I know, I'm too funny," you said.

"Don't flatter yourself, we're on camera," Tom said head softly pointing to a paparazzo in the distance taking pictures of you.

You walked another hundred feet until you slightly shrugged your shoulders, feeling the need to free yourself from Tom's hold on you. Getting the signal, Tom dropped his arm from your waist (without any snarky comment, much to your surprise).

You looked around, out to the sea, up to the soft and few clouds, admiring this beautiful day. You didn't know that such a day wouldn't automatically be ruined by Tom's presence. When your gaze grazed Tom's figure beside you, you noticed him staring at you, his facial expression unreadable.

"Creep," you said.

"What? Am I not allowed to admire my beautiful girlfriend?" Tom joked and your heart fluttered briefly (what?). You rolled your eyes and theatrically pretended to gag until you stopped yourself, remembering you were on camera. "What the fuck," Tom laughed loudly and blood rushed to your face, embarrassed by your mistake.

You tried making up for it by wrapping your arms around Tom to hug him closely. Tom's arms quickly wrapped around you as well, still laughing.

"D'you think they got the shot?" you asked after a while.

"Hm, not yet," Tom said and you didn't protest.

A few days later you were stood beside Tom again. You were wearing a dark green long dress that was hugging your figure in all the right places. Flashing lights were almost blinding your eyes and the shouting of the photographers drowned out every other conceivable noise.

"Here! Tom! Here! y/n! Tom! Give us a kiss!"

It should have been you all by yourself, the paparazzi only shouting your name. Instead, you had to force a convincing smile on your face as the photographers and journalists were only interested in the much more famous Tom Holland or your relationship with him (you knew that it wasn't Tom's fault, but it only added another bullet point to your list of reasons why you couldn't stand him). Tom's arm was wrapped around your waist, his skin tickling you where the back cut out of your dress revealed your skin as he tried everything to avoid touching you there.

You turned your body to face Tom and put your hand on his chest while locking eyes with him. Almost like a reflex, you both smiled at each other lovingly before you both looked at the flashing cameras again.

You kept up the pretence a bit longer until your assistants rushed you along the red carpet to get a few shots of you on your own before you moved along to interviews. There you tried to duck personal questions about your relationship as best as you could by just talking about the movie and telling more lies about each other ("Yeah, he's just the best!" and "She's the sweetest girl you'll ever meet" and "He's the most fun to work with").

"You have such great chemistry on screen! How do you do it?" the interviewer asked immediately as you started your last interview on the red carpet.

"Oh, I have no idea, how we do it," "Thankfully, we're actors,"

You both joked at the same time.

"But really also off-screen," the interviewer continued laughing. "It seems like the whole internet is obsessed with you right now. I just love how you constantly tease each other... It really must be true what they say: teasing is a sign of affection,"

Both you and Tom nervously laughed.

"Right," Tom said.

"You got it all wrong," you said fake laughing. "Tom's the worst, I hate him, I could strangle him," you said and pretended to theatrically choke him with your hands. Tom played along by putting on a shocked facial expression, which made the interviewer laugh.

"You two are the sweetest," she said and you side-eyed Tom when you removed your hands from his throat. "But what's the scoop here, can you tell us more about your relationship?"

"Oh, y/n is just the best to work with, always so positive and fun on set," (lies) "she's so supportive of me and my work," (more lies) "and besides that, I really admire her as a close friend and a- uhm-yeah," (the biggest lie) "but we can't deny nor confirm anything," Tom winked.

"Thank you, have a good night!" the interviewer said and shook both of your hands.

"Great work," Tom whispered a little too close into your ear as you walked away from the interview. His arm was placed low around your waist which you barely allowed.

"Likewise," you muttered.

Tom dropped his arm from your waist as you were out of sight of the paparazzi. As soon as you were sat in your seat in the theatre to watch the movie, you turned it all off. Even though you were sitting beside each other, you didn't exchange a word until the lights got dimmed and the screen in front of you got illuminated.

"You can take off your shoes now," Tom whispered as he leaned over to you just a bit. In one of the interviews, you had joked that your shoes were killing you and that you couldn't wait to take them off.

"Right," you mumbled and went to take them off (slightly confused that Tom remembered or cared ).

As you leaned back into your seat you turned to look at Tom only to see that his eyes were fixated on you still. For a few seconds, your eyes were locked and you tried to get a grasp of what Tom was thinking. As the music of the first scene was filling the auditorium you both turned to look at the screen and ignore each other again.

You tried to forget about Tom's presence beside you and just enjoy the movie and the audience reactions. You were happy and also a bit proud of yourself whenever the audience laughed as your character cracked a joke or whenever they gasped as you pulled off an impressive fight move. Some audience members even cheered when the final kissing scene came on. You laughed in your seat to conceal the blood that was rushing to your face (which was a bad move because it made Tom look at you with a raised brow which only caused your face to become even hotter).

As the credits began rolling, the auditorium cheered as each actor's name got shown (Tom's name was first, of course). You had to fight back tears as everyone was cheering at your name (even Tom was clapping and cheering - maybe as not to be rude).

After one short cut hour at the after-party, mingling with your industry friends, you knew that it was time for the big finale of the night. The studio had arranged for you and Tom to leave the premiere in a limousine together. One last time you both walked across the red carpet, laughing and giggling as Tom's arm was wrapped around your figure again. You were waving to the fans still waiting behind the barricades and the paparazzi taking pictures and videos of you. As you arrived at the car you both turned to the photographers one last time to pose for pictures.

"Beautiful! Tom! y/n! Smile! Give us a kiss! Come on!"

Again, you both turned to look at each other lovingly. If you didn't know any better, you would have believed that it was real. Your smiles were gone now, eyes more lustful maybe. As the shouting of the people around you cheered you on you decided to go in. You leaned forward slowly, giving Tom a chance to back away until you captured Tom's lips in a kiss. Tom's hand was resting on your back as he leaned forward and dipped you slightly backwards (almost theatrical).

You remembered Tom's lips (soft and sweet) as you had to kiss a thousand times on set. But this time it felt different. It wasn't planned, improvised, almost organic while still being staged. Shivers were running down your spine where Tom's fingers were lingering. Even though you couldn't stand the man, you had to admit that he was endlessly attractive. It made this kiss be the most pleasant part of your fake relationship scenario so far.

When you ended the kiss you tried avoiding Tom's gaze as you waved to the cameras one last time before getting into the car, Tom close behind you.

"What the fuck?" Tom said as soon as the door closed.

"Come on, don't pretend like it's my fault," you said rolling your eyes as you sat down.

"Why did you do that?" Tom said, brows furrowed.

"Why not? We were supposed to give them a show," you said as the car started moving. "We've kissed before - why are you making such a big fuss about this?"

"Not like this," Tom said.

"This is no different," you countered, face serious. "Tom Holland, I could kiss you a thousand times and it wouldn't mean a thing."

Tom was visibly taken aback and didn't speak for a few seconds.

"Right, because you hate me too much..." he said eventually. You didn't like that Tom was upset with you. Ever since the press tour, it seemed like your rivalry consisted of joking bickering, not of serious hatred for each other.

"Hate is a strong word, I don't ha-" you said before he interrupted you.

"Oh, come on!" he said rolling his eyes.

"See? At least it's mutual," you pointed out his exaggerated reaction.

"Oh, you think I-" Tom started before he stopped himself and decided to ignore you.

He looked out of the tinted windows. He was sat only a few feet across from you. One bump on the road and your knees would touch.

"I don't get you," Tom turned to look at you again. "One day I think you actually enjoy spending time with me for a few hours and then you pull off shit like this," another pause ensued. "You're driving me insane."

Your eyes were locked with his. Your forehead was wrinkled, actually worrying that you took it too far, that you overstepped, no regard for his boundaries. For a second you considered actually apologising for kissing him.

"I could kiss you a thousand times and it wouldn't mean a thing," he mocked your tone. "I know we fuck around and shit but sometimes you-" Tom stopped himself, not looking at you. "but sometimes you say really hurtful shit,"

Oh. He wasn't upset with you that you kissed him. He was upset because of what you said afterwards.

"Well, to be fair, you do also say hurtful shit sometimes,"

Tom didn't answer and you sat in silence for a good five minutes. When you looked up again you saw Tom staring at you sternly. You narrowed your eyes at him, trying to read him. Tom mimicked you, also narrowing his eyes and tilting his head slightly. You nervously huffed out a puff of air which was supposed to be a soft laugh. In return, you caught a glimpse of something in Tom's eyes (something playful, maybe even lustful) and his lips slowly formed into a daring smirk. You discarded your small purse on the seat beside you, anticipating Tom's next move. Tom leaned back in his seat, his legs spreading slightly.

"Come here," he said and your heart stopped for a second.

"Wha-?" you said, the word getting stuck in your dry throat halfway through.

"Come here and kiss me," he said. "It doesn't mean anything, right?"

Heat rushed through your veins immediately. Nothing in you could stop you from slowly leaning forward (and nothing in you wanted to stop). Tom extended a hand until he cupped your cheek. He brought his face forward as well until your lips collided. The kiss was soft at first, testing the waters until soon both of your lips moved against each other hungrily. You got up from your seat and stumbled forward until you fell into Tom's lap, using your hands to steady yourself on his chest. Instead of breaking the kiss, your lips moved against each other faster.

You tried to position each of your legs beside Tom so you could properly straddle his lap. However, your tight dress hindered you from doing so. Realising your struggle, Tom grabbed the bottom of your gown and slowly pushed it up to your thighs, his hands leaving hot shivers along your skin as his spread apart fingers raked up your thighs. Still not breaking the kiss you were now straddling Tom, his hands lingering on your thighs. As Tom tightened his grip around your skin, you let a moan escape your lips. Breaking the kiss, he looked at you with a raised eyebrow and a smirk on his lips.

"Oh, don't get cocky," you rolled your eyes.

"You must be the greatest actress alive if this doesn't do anything for you," he smirked and your heart fluttered just a bit. You didn't know that making Tom smile would feel so good (if you'd known, you would have tried earlier).

This time Tom's lips latched onto your neck. His mouth roamed your skin as he used in hands to push you closer to him. You grabbed a handful of Tom's hair and let your head fall back so he could kiss along your skin easier. You let out another moan when Tom's hands started to massage at your butt under your dress.

"That's it, little slut," Tom whispered lowly. "Let yourself go,"

Another moan toppled out of your mouth.

Soon Tom's lips trailed along the straps of your dress before slowly pushing one strap down your shoulder when you didn't interject. Using one hand, Tom's fingers almost delicately pushed the fabric of your dress down to slowly reveal you only covered in a strapless bra.

Before anything else happened, the limousine stopped.

"We're at your place, Mr Holland," the driver informed you, his voice muffled by the closed partition.

Tom looked at you, eyes dark.

"Do you want me to-"

"Yes," Tom interrupted you before your could finish, knowing what you wanted to say.

Quickly you pulled up your dress again and scrambled for your purse on the car seat as Tom was already getting out of the door.

"No need to drive me home. Have a good night!" you thanked the driver.

"Have a good night, Ma'am," the driver replied.

"Ma'am," Tom repeated as he was stood beside the car door. He held out one hand for you to take as you got out. You narrowed your eyes at him playfully as you took his hand and he led you to his front door.

After Tom unlocked the door and you stepped in, you immediately kicked off your high heels and made your way through Tom's living room. You had never been at his LA house but walking out into the backyard you knew exactly what you were looking for.

"So, this is that hot tub you always brag about?" you asked with a grin as you turned around to face Tom closely following behind you. Tom returned your grin.

"I think you might have too many clothes on your body to get in there," he said and kissed you again.

You slipped your arms underneath Tom's suit jacket and grabbed at his dress shirt, ruffling it in your grip. As his hands found the zipper at the back of your dress another moan escaped your mouth, this time being fully swallowed by his lips. With your grip, you yanked Tom's shirt out of his trousers and went to find the buckle of his belt next. In the meantime Tom had undone the zipper, groaning into your lips, and pushed the fabric of your dress down your body.

"Careful, this isn't mine," you said, breaking the kiss.

Tom took the note as you stepped out of the dress and gathered it up. Carefully he folded the dress and placed it on a table by the glass slide door. As he turned around again he took off his suit jacket and eyed you up and down as you were standing there, only dressed in your strapless bra and panties. When he was stood before you again he placed one hand on the side of your neck, the other on the side of your waist and turned you around until your back was flush with his fully clothed front. His hand was now wrapped around your neck, his breath hot on your exposed skin.

"If I only knew this is what it takes to finally make you shut up, I would have done this much sooner," he whispered, his lips grazing the skin of your neck. You moaned and pushed your ass to the front of Tom's trousers, feeling his hard erection through the fabric. "Needy, huh?" Tom's other hand sneaked around your torso and slowly slid down to your panties. As his fingers pressed down on the fabric he could feel that they were already drenched in your juices. "So, so needy," Tom groaned. "Come on, let's add a little dialogue to your performance. What do you want?"

"I want to suck your cock," you moaned, your head falling back against Tom's shoulder.

"My god," Tom breathed out. "Such a dirty little slut," he murmured against your skin. "On your knees then," You complied and watched as Tom took off his shirt and unbuckled his belt until his hard cock was freed. He placed on hand on your cheek, almost lovingly until he pushed his thumb past your lips into your mouth. "What else do you want, baby girl?" he demanded. Calling you baby girl maybe was a little slip of the tongue.

"Your-", you swallowed around Tom's thumb. "I want your cock inside me. I want you to make me cum. I want you to pound into me until I scream."

"Fuck," Tom muttered and grabbed the sides of your face. "I don't know if you deserve that yet, you're lucky if I do that," he said and brought your face towards his cock.

Your mouth was wide open as you took his length into your mouth. Tom's thumb softly stroked your cheek as you looked up to him innocently. Your tongue twirled around his cock as your lips were stretching around his base. Slowly you began bopping your head and moving your mouth along his member, sucking hard.

"You're taking me so well," Tom praised and you noticed his hips slightly stuttering.

You narrowed your eyes and you touched a hand to his hip. This was the first time you touched him in such an intimate place (aside from his dick being swallowed by your mouth) and it felt so delicately personal. With your hand on his hip, you motioned for him to thrust into your mouth. Tightening the grip on your face, Tom started to thrust into your mouth as you hallowed your cheeks.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," he muttered under his breath until he couldn't take it anymore and stopped himself. "You're too good," he told you as he pulled out, leaving your mouth empty. "Get into the hot tub," he demanded as he let go of your face and you complied. As he got in, you sat down on his lap immediately, the warm water hugging your body.

"I hope you don't get too comfortable commanding me around," you said and reached behind your back to undo your bra's clasp to reveal your breasts. Tom grinned as he eyed you up and down daringly. "I'm gonna fuck you until you're begging to cum," you said.

"You? Really? Because I think you're gonna be the one begging," Tom said with a raised eyebrow.

"Challenge accepted,"

You hooked your thumb into your panties, pulled them down and completely disregarded them by the poolside. Holding yourself up by Tom's shoulders you positioned yourself above his cock until you lowered yourself onto him. The resistance of the water made it harder for him to slip into you so Tom used his hand to guide himself into you. When you were completely seated on his lap you locked eyes with his. As the both of you leaned forward for a kiss, your teeth clacked against each other making you laugh before Tom swallowed the sound with his lips. Moaning into the kiss you started moving on his cock. Tom wrapped his arms around your body and so did you engulfing him in a hug. It felt intimate and made your heart beat fast to feel your bare chest pressed against Tom's. A feeling you didn't know you craved before.

As you rolled your hips against his, you could feel the tip of his cock nudging you in all the right places. Burrowing your face into his neck you let the moans spill out from your mouth. Biting down on his neck you remembered that you were supposed to make him beg for you. So you tried to hold back your moans and rolled your hips harder.

"Come on, fuck me like you hate me," Tom challenged. For a brief moment, you stopped in your movements before you gritted your teeth. You wrapped one hand around Tom's neck and picked up speed again. This time not caring too much about how sensual your movements would feel for Tom - the harder, the better. "That's more like it," Tom said pleased.

"Quiet," you hissed and ground down into Tom's lap harder while clenching your pussy around him. Tom's low groans grew into breathy moans as the pleasure was rolling over his body. "I said to be quiet," you repeated and tightened the grip around his neck.

To hold back his moans, Tom bit down on his lip hard and let his head fall back (which left you with the most beautiful and heavenly view in front of you). "Fuckfuckfuck," Tom muttered as he couldn't hold back his sounds anymore. "Stop," he huffed out and you did. His hands softly massaged on your waist as he was trying to catch his breath and you let go of his neck. "I don't want to come yet," he said as he sat up straight again. The sight in front of you was to die for. His pupils were blown out, hair ruffled, some strands wet, his lips swollen and his cheeks red.

"What? You can't keep up?", you teased and Tom laughed.

"Oh, we both know that you're the unathletic one. Riding me like this in the water must mean your thighs are burning now," he wasn't wrong.

"But I win the challenge," you insisted.

"Wha- no! I wasn't begging for anything, my darling," Tom smirked and your heart skipped a beat. "What? No rebuttal? Did that darling just knock you out or what?" Tom teased you when you didn't answer.

"Never," you said and softly punched him in the shoulder.

Tom surprised you when one of his hands came up to cup your face and bring you down for a kiss. The kiss would've almost felt romantic if it weren't for Tom's other hand sneaking up to touch your left boob. He broke the kiss to latch his lips onto your nipple. As you were still taking the full length of Tom's cock you went to move yourself on him again but he made you stop with his hand. You were seated in his lap, warm water bubbling around you and his thick cock filling you up as he sucked on your nipple.

Soon his other hand sneaked to your front to finally touch you. It took everything in you not to roll your hips against Tom's when his fingers began circling around your clitoris, massaging your nerve endings. As Tom's teeth sunk into the skin of your breast you let your head fall back. A multitude of delicious moans spilt out of your mouth when his fingers applied just the right amount of pressure on your clit.

"Such a dirty little slut, such a good girl for me," Tom breathed against your skin as he was leaving kisses against your breasts. "Acting as if you hate me when you really just wanted to get railed by me," he hissed and moved his fingers faster on your clit. "You just wanted me to fuck you, till you can't walk straight anymore. You should've let me known earlier, you dirty slut," Instinctively, your hips jolted against his. "Don't move," Tom demanded his hand on your neck again. "Don't move or I won't let you cum," he warned. "Do you want to come, baby girl?" he asked. Before you could hold yourself back any longer you let the words spill out of your mouth.

"Yes, please- I want to cum- I want to cum so bad," you pleaded.

Tom's mouth went to your nipple again and his fingers worked harder on your clit until you couldn't hold back any longer. With a series of moans, you came undone around him, your pussy clenching around his thick cock. Tom's fingers rode out your orgasm until you were only a whimpering mess on top of him. His arms engulfed you into a comforting hug.

"Did I allow you to cum yet?" Tom asked when you pulled back.

"I- wh-," you tried.

"I don't think I did," he interrupted you. "Maybe you're not such a good girl after all," he said and you whimpered needily. He noticed the goosebumps forming on your shoulders and softly kissed there. "If you get off me, I can get you a towel and I can make you cum in my bedroom for a change."

Tom wrapping you up in a towel topped off with a hug really shouldn't feel as good as it did. When he placed a kiss on top of your head you had to wonder whether the both of you finally dropped the pretence of hating each other.

A few minutes later Tom delicately placed you on top of his bed, on your back, towel still wrapped around you. He joined you between your legs, hands carefully pushing the fabric up until he faced your pussy. Immediately, he went to lick along your folds, his lips landing on your clit, still sensitive from your first orgasm. Tom's hands were placed on top of your thighs, softly caressing there when he could feel your hips bucking from the sensation overload.

"I know you can take it," he murmured against your skin and continued to suck harder on your clit.

Tom moved one hand to your entrance and slipped two fingers into you. Slowly he started to move the fingers in and out of you and patiently listened to your whimpers. Angling his fingertips towards your belly, they pressed down on that sensitive spot on your walls, making your breath hitch. As another wave of pleasure crashed over your body, you couldn't hold back any longer, giving way to another orgasm. You arched your back off the bed and grabbed a fistful of the sheets into your hand as you rode out your orgasm.

Tom kissed the top of your thigh and just when you were about to catch your breath again, he kissed up to your entrance and licked around it until he inserted his tongue. Even though his tongue felt soft in your hole, the stimulation from your orgasm heightened the sensation. Reflexively, you burrowed your hand into his hair which made him moan around your body. Bringing up his hand Tom touched your clit again which made you jolt sharply. Carefully Tom massaged around your clit while his tongue explored your hole as best as he could. With the after-effects of your last orgasm, it only took a few more strokes until you were orgasming again, whimpering and moaning. When Tom moved up from between your legs a big smirk was plastered on his lips.

"What?" you rolled your eyes.

"Nothing," Tom shrugged above you. "You just whimpered my name when you came," he grinned.

"I did not," you said, face hot with embarrassment.

"You did," Tom insisted. "Tomtomtommytommy-yes," he mimicked your high pitched moans.

"Shut up or I'll leave," you said and shoved his shoulder lightly.

"Okay, okay," Tom laughed. "Please stay," he said and gently moved the towel off you.

"Only if you fuck me finally," you challenged.

Tom groaned, smile now wiped from his face. He complied by swiftly sliding into you. Your eyes were locked as you adjusted around his length (maybe this was your most intimate moment yet). Tom wrapped his arms around you while you wrapped your legs around his waist. His chest was pressed against yours, feeling him so close to you sent your heart on a rollercoaster. Slowly he began finally moving in and out of you.

"Yes, fuck me," you moaned into his ear.

Tom groaned and picked up speed in response, thrusting into you harder and faster. The stimulation from your previous orgasms was still lingering and sending hot sensations through your body as Tom pounded into you.

"You're so tight for me, so good," Tom moaned into your skin as the bed squeaked below the two of you. "So good," Suddenly Tom slipped out of you. "Turn around," he commanded.

As you turned around you wanted to position yourself on your hands and knees but felt too overwhelmed. So instead you laid on your front and bend one of your legs so that you could push up your ass for Tom.

"So beautiful," Tom praised and let a hand come down hard on your ass cheek to slap it.

Swiftly he entered you again to thrust hard into you from behind. The soreness from your previous orgasms only enhanced the sensation of Tom's thick cock pounding into you. He was using one hand to hold himself up and the other to gather a handful of your hair firmly tugging it without hurting you. Tom's chest was pressed against your back and you were longing to feel every inch of his body.

"You're so good, taking me," Tom praised gritting through his teeth. "I can't get enough of your angelic sounds," he said which only made you moan more. "I'm close."

Tom thrust into your harder until he bit down on your shoulder to muffle his groan as his hips faltered and you could feel his warm liquid shoot deep into you. As Tom's thrust came to a halt you could hear his panting beside your ear until he pulled out and laid down beside you. You turned your head to face him. You grinned sheepishly at him and he chuckled.

"I'm not done with you," he said while stroking your hair almost gently.

Tom leaned forward and captured your lips in a hard kiss while using his hands to push you to lay on your back. When you felt Tom's tip nudge at your entrance your hips jolted to meet him. Still kissing you he softly stroked your cheek before breaking the kiss to look down at you.

"Stay still," he instructed and you nodded silently.

Tom's penis was softer after his orgasm but still hard enough to be able to fuck you. Using his tip he smeared the cum which had leaked out of you around your hole.

"So pretty," he praised. "My dirty little slut"

Slowly Tom slipped just about an inch of his cock into you before he stopped.

"Oh my god," you whimpered, feeling your entrance stretch around his tip. "feels so good"

Tom's lips turned into a smirk as he pulled out of you only for him to push back into again. Excruciatingly slow Tom pushed and pulled in and out of you, only ever entering his tip. You knew he was doing everything in him to hold himself back from fucking into you relentlessly. The sensation of Tom's tip stretching your hole mixed with the after-effects of your three orgasms felt absolutely divine. At the same time, by only pushing into you an inch Tom was teasing you in the worst way possible. You just wished he would pound into you again, make you feel all of his length between your walls.

"fuckfuckfuck," whimpers spilt out of your mouth uncontrollably.

Suddenly, you felt Tom's finger on your sensitive bud again. With your eyes forcibly pressed shut, it took everything in you not to cum again right then and there. Gradually he began massaging your clit again and you knew you weren't gonna last long.

"Keep your eyes open," Tom commanded. "Look at me," you opened your eyes and looked at Tom, completely exposed, spread out in front of him, completely submissive to his touch. "Good girl," he praised.

As Tom pressed down on your clit and pushed into you again you couldn't hold back any longer. Your breathing stopped for a second before you came around Tom's tip, your back arching off the bed but your eyes still locked with his dark eyes. As the stimulation became too much on your clit you begged Tom to stop touching you, barely able to form any words at this point. Tom stopped touching your clitoris but still pushed in and out of you, blurring your vision. Your hips were trembling uncontrollably.

"Fuck me, fuck me, please-," you whimpered, begging to feel Tom's cock fully thrust into you again.

Instead, Tom pulled out of you.

"You will have to do that yourself," he said and you groaned in protest. Tom sat down, back leaning against the headrest of the bed. "Come here, baby girl," he motioned to his lap. "Come here and ride me."

As you pushed yourself up by your arms you felt your whole body trembling, exhausted from your orgasms but still aching for more. Barely, you were able to drag yourself into Tom's lap. You sunk down on his cock, finally feeling him fill you up again. You sat there for a moment, catching your breath.

"So beautiful," he praised as he looked at you. "Come on, ride me," Tom challenged you with a devilish grin.

You placed your hands on Tom's chest, trying to steady yourself as you moved up his cock. You could repeat that motion only a few times before your burning thighs gave out and you let your head fall on Tom's shoulder. Tom placed a hand on your cheek and pulled you back to look at him. You expected him to look disappointed, maybe concerned. Instead, you were faced with a soft smirk formed by his lips.

"Not so bratty anymore, are we?", Tom teased. "No more snarky comments, no bickering," he said and gently stroked your hair. "no teasing, no nothing. You're completely gone for me," he said and you whimpered as your arms trembled trying to hold yourself up. Tom noticed and let you fall into his chest as he wrapped his arms around you to comfort you. His cock was still filling you up. "Tell me what you want."

"I want you to fuck me," you whimpered against his collar bone. "I want you to fuck me like you hate me."

"With pleasure," Tom grinned and sneaked his hand to your neck.

He took you by surprise when he suddenly thrust up into you, his hand tightening on your neck. You let your head fall back as Tom put his other hand on your waist to hold you in place. After thrusting into you a few more times, Tom suddenly stopped which only left you begging for more.

"On your hands and knees, little slut," he demanded as he pulled out of you.

With trembling arms, you positioned yourself on the bed as you were told, Tom behind you. Tom's hands roamed your ass until his hand came down on your ass cheek in a hard spank. You moaned and pushed your ass closer to him.

"You like that, huh?" he asked.

"Yes," you moaned and buried your hands in the bedsheets.

As the tip of Tom's penis nudged your entrance another slap came down on your skin. With another spank to your skin, his cock pushed into you, filling you up completely. Without giving you time to adjust, he grabbed you by the waist and pounded into you. The overwhelming sensation made your arms weak and give in underneath you. Even though Tom wasn't touching your clit, you could already feel another orgasm building up as he was hitting all the right spots inside of you.

Any softness or gentleness that Tom had shown to you before was completely wiped now. Only the sound of both of your moans and your skin slapping against each other was filling the room. Tom's hips were pounding into you, his hands holding you tightly, knuckles turning white, teeth gritted. When you could muster up the strength you finally started to move your hips back whenever Tom met you with another thrust. He groaned lowly and met your ass cheek in a hard spank again.

As the sensation became too much, a wave of pleasure rolled over your body again, this time leaving you to scream out Tom's name. Hearing his name leave your mouth as you chased your fifth orgasm of the night only made Tom pound into you harder. He didn't stop until you felt his cum shoot into you, filling you up until it started to drip out of your hole onto the bedsheets. As Tom pulled out of you, you collapsed onto the bed, still trembling from your orgasm. Without giving you a chance to recover, Tom inserted two fingers into you and touched your overstimulated bud with his other hand.

"Fuck," you moaned as you felt pleasure but also a sharp sting in your lower abdomen.

It only took one small move from his finger to make your hips jolt uncontrollably. Another motion and you were crying out his name again.

"You dirty little slut," Tom purred. "Making a mess of my sheets,"

Another flick of his finger and you buried your face into the sheets as you cried out.

"Please, please, Tomtommy," you whimpered when you couldn't take it anymore.

"What is it?" Tom asked patiently.

"I- I- I can't-," you stammered and he stopped.

Tom pulled his fingers out and got up from the bed, leaving you alone as you tried to catch your breath. You were still seeing stars when you felt a towel covering you before Tom slowly and gently cleaned your cum-covered thighs up.

Then Tom carefully turned you on your back, placed a pillow below your head and pulled the duvet over your body before slipping under the covers himself.

"Are you okay?" he asked and you nodded exhaustedly.

Tom chuckled as he wrapped his arms around your body to pull you close into an embrace and you could already feel yourself slip into dreams.

"For the record, I won," Tom said after a while. You rolled your eyes.

"Thomas, you do know that sex isn't a competition," you mumbled into his chest.

"Hey! You were the one that turned it into one," he said but before you could come up with a witty remark you were already fast asleep in his arms.

When you woke up the next morning, the bed beside you was empty. From down the hallway, you could hear the shower water running before it stopped. A few minutes later Tom walked into the room, only a towel wrapped around his waist.

"Morning," you greeted him with a smile.

"Morning," he mumbled (seemingly unfazed to see you awake) and went to his closet to pick out some clothes.

"Care to join me in bed?" you suggested. Tom looked over his shoulder at you, sat in his bed, the duvet only covering the lower part of your body.

"It's quite late actually...," he said.

"Oh, okay," you said disappointed and slightly confused at his coldness. "Do you want me to leave?" you asked. You were surprised when he let out an unconvincing laugh.

"Well, I don't want you to stay all day," he said.

"Okay, I wasn't gonna," you said.

When you got out of the bed Tom was already dressed in his clothes, which left you standing there naked and vulnerable. Something in you wished you could just walk up to him, hug him, kiss him, laugh with him. You wondered what triggered this change of heart in you. Only yesterday you could've recited a full list of reasons why you 'hated' Tom. But now? You tried to think of the reasons but you couldn't - it was an empty list.

"When will we see each other again?" you asked.

"I dunno, I think we have this promo shoot coming up next, I don't have my calendar memorised," Tom mumbled.

"No, I mean," you laughed nervously. "When will we be seeing each other again, you know, alone?"

Tom raised his eyebrows at you where he was standing across the room. "You want to go out?" he asked, scepticism clear in his voice.

"My god, I didn't ask you out," you rolled your eyes playfully. "I just thought that since last night-"

"It doesn't mean a thing, remember?" Tom said, hands in his pockets.

"Excuse me?" you asked, facial expression frozen.

"You said it yourself: it doesn't mean a thing," he repeated and shrugged. Suddenly, you felt exposed in front of him. You grabbed the duvet off the bed and wrapped it around your body to cover yourself.

"So, this was all just a performance to you?" you asked.

"Of course not, I obviously enjoyed myself," he said rolling his eyes at you. "But I enjoyed it because we had amazing sex, not because I love you or something,"

"Oh, don't flatter yourself, I don't love you," you clarified. "but I thought this was something more than just a hatefuck," you said your vision slowly becoming blurry.

"What more?" Tom asked, face blank.

"I don't know," you said defensively and added after a pause: "I like you, Tom."

"You could have told me that sooner before you decided to pretend to hate me and treat me like shit"

"So, there is nothing there for you?" you asked in disbelief. You couldn't believe that all the gentle touches, kisses and teasing was really just nothing to him. "Nothing?"

"y/n," Tom paused. "I have no feelings for you, there is nothing there," he said. "I think you should leave now"

"Fuck you," you said, angry with Tom and angry with yourself that tears were now actually running down your cheek.

You refrained from wiping your tears in front of him, so as to not draw any unnecessary attention on them. Tom ignored your remark and handed your underwear from last night to you. You didn't take it, so he left it on the bed for you.

"You can put on some of my clothes," Tom said and went to his closet to pick out something for you.

Without giving Tom another glance you went out of the room, downstairs where you found your purse from last night. You fished out your phone with trembling fingers to call yourself an uber as fast as possible. When you went to turn the screen on, you saw that it was dead.

"Fuck," that meant you would have to stay a bit longer to charge it or Tom would have to call an uber for you.

Either way, you had to ask Tom for help, which you absolutely loathed. You groaned and went upstairs again to get it over with.

"My phone's dead," you said as entered the bedroom again.

"Fine," Tom rolled his eyes. "I'll drive you."

You nodded and sat down on the bed beside the clothes that Tom picked out for you. You looked at him leaning by the doorway, watching you. Your hands were still clutching the duvet that was covering your body.

"Can I have some privacy?" you asked annoyed.

"It's not like I had my tongue stuck up your pussy only 10 hours ago," Tom rolled his eyes, smirking (how dare he smirk when you were sitting in front of him, dried tears on your cheeks).

"You don't deserve to see me naked right now," you said and motioned for him to leave.

"Fair enough," Tom said and left you alone in the room.

Ten minutes later you went downstairs, dressed in one of Tom's sweat pants, oversized shirts and socks. You ignored Tom leaning by the kitchen counter and went past him to the front door.

"I'll tell my assistant to pick up my dress tomorrow," you said.

"Fine," Tom said and unlocked his Porsche.

Quietly you slid into the seat and looked out of the window, planning to ignore Tom for the entire ride. When Tom pressed down on the gas pedal you noticed him checking for your reaction. He probably expected some snarky comment from you, but you insisted on ignoring him.

After a few minutes of the silent drive, Tom fiddled with his phone to turn on some music. Normally, you would have snapped at him for looking at his phone while driving. When the speakers started playing some Cage The Elephant song you groaned and Tom chuckled. No matter how much Tom would pander to your music taste, you wouldn't be less upset with him. Besides, why did he even care?

After a silent drive that lasted too long, you were getting closer to your hotel.

"y/n, wipe your tears, we can never know who could see us," Tom said.

"Fuck you," you retorted.

"Well-," Tom tried but you already knew that you didn't want to hear the stupid remark that he was going to make.

"Tom, I'm not in the mood to bicker with you," you snapped at him. You turned to look at him for the first time again. "I don't care who sees us like this. After everything, I couldn't care less if this hurts your reputation."

"I thought you liked me," Tom said, a hint of a smirk on his lips. The boy really didn't know when to stop, did he?

"You're making it really hard for me right now," you said, tears starting to form in your eyes again.

Finally, you arrived at the hotel and the car came to a halt.

"Keep the clothes," Tom said when you were about to open the door. You looked back at him. After a short silent pause he added:

"You know how to reach me when you're done being upset and are craving another fuck," a devilish grin on his lips.

Instinctively, you opened your mouth to tell him off, maybe tell him another fuck you, but you stopped yourself.

"And you know how to reach me when you're done lying to yourself and are ready to apologise," you said which wiped Tom's grin right off his face.

You grabbed the door handle and opened the door, getting out of the car and out of Tom's life (for now).

final A/N: I'm thinking of writing a second part to this because I still have so many ideas with this pairing! Would you be interested in another part?

updated final A/N: part two out now here!

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apocalyptic | tom holland

Zombie Apocalypse AU

Part Two

A/n: This is long overdue, and I apologize greatly. I’ve been busy with schoolwork and sports. Again, I am super sorry, but enjoy the chapter!

Recap: Tom’s next words sent everyone into into a mode of slight panic and a chill up your spine.

“There’s a huge heard of walkers outside. They’re headed straight for the house.”

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Harrison and Sam shot up from their spots on the ground, wrapping up the sleeping bags as fast as they could. Tom started by gathering things that were scattered around the house, putting it into a pile before joining the other two. Paddy looked up at his older brothers in fear, his tiny hands shaking slightly.

“A-are we staying here?” The boy asked, his voice trembling slightly. which caused you to pull him into your side in comfort.

Tom let out a frustrated sigh, shaking his head. “No, we’re gonna have to leave, Padster. Get Y/n her things. We’re gonna have to quietly sneak out of the back while they surround us from the front. We may have to fight our way out, so keep your weapons ready in case.”

Paddy nodded, moving from your side. When he returned, the shiny material of your machete and your backpack caught your eye. Grabbing the bag, you slung it over your shoulder, looking towards Tom for his first instructions.

“Everyone ready?” Tom asked, continuing only when everyone nodded. “Alright, carefully make your way to the back door. Try not to make a sound”

Tom’s voice fell into a whisper as the porch creaked and the groans grew louder than they were before. Harrison nodded, him and Sam starting off towards the back door, you falling behind them and copying their actions.  Paddy was behind you, Tom taking up the back. You were all almost there, just a couple more steps to take, until Paddy tripped over a loose floor board and screamed out in pain.

Everything started to happen all at once. Bangs sounded against the doors and windows, soon breaking open and revealing the deadly ghouls. Tom quickly picked up his younger brother, who was sat on the ground withering in pain.

“Go, go, go!” You shouted at the two in front of you. Harrison and Sam bolted out the back door, nearly taking it off it's hinges. You and Tom quickly followed, the ghouls now racing after you.

The five of you took off into the woods, hopeful to lose the undead. You kept running, pushing yourself and the others that started to fall behind. The zombies were a ways behind, letting you all slow down for just a moment.

The break lasted longer than anticipated, because you soon had to yell at Harrison, seeing the ghouls creeping up behind him. With no energy to run any longer, you all drew your weapons, Tom sitting Paddy on the ground beside him.

They came from every which direction, you and the boys now fighting for your lives. One came at you, and your reflex dodged his teeth, your arm immediately coming back and slashing your machete against it’s throat.

The fighting continued, until the undead were coming less and less. Tom collected Paddy, and you all took off again. “There!” Sam shouted, pointing off into the distance, a cave coming into view. “We can sneak away there.”

Tom nodded, running off to the cave with the rest of you following behind. Once inside, Tom sat Paddy down and knelt in front of him, examining his ankle. “Yeah, it’s sprained. You’ll have to keep off of it for a while; hopefully we can stay here for a while longer.”

Sam sighs in relief, collapsing against the cave wall. The morning light was rising over the mountains, and light started to fill the cave, giving you a good look at it. The walls were a dark gray color, yet had a certain shine to them. Water dripped from the top, creating a small puddle underneath.

You looked around, scrunching your eyebrows together in confusion. “Where’s Harrison?” You asked with a voice of concern. Tom’s eyes grew wide, and everyone turned their head in each direction to try and spot the blue eyed beau.

“Hey guys?” Harrison’s voice sounded from deep within the cave, “You have to come see this!”

You all looked at each other, before standing up, helping Paddy up and venturing off into the cave, looking for the boy.

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[katahnisharma]

moodboard for @tomhollandsblog 💌

#mine #mm #tomhollandsblog #requests 💌

[softspiderling]

@tomhollandsblog  said:

this is so pretty! also thinking about getting my first tattoo (I actually have similar ideas to this one in mind) 😊😊 how much did you pay for this piece? x

thank you so much!!!! I paid 1 500 000 vietnamese dong, which roughly equals 58 euros, but you have to keep in mind that the prices in Vietnam are much, much cheaper than in the US or Europe for example! What kind of tattoo are you planning to get?

#tomhollandsblog #reply #tattoo #lisi talks #personal

[silkscream]

fic rec library updated roundup! 

i decided that every time i update my library i’d make a little post to promote more writers! these are all fics i’ve found myself in the tags or from roaming tumblr. check out all the fics in my library here

nsfw will be indicated with ☆

tom!peter

taste of peaches  ☆ - @ceciliaceofbace​

wc: 5k as the only one who knows spider-man's identity after the unfortunate spell, peter and you have been getting extremely close. who knew that a little mistake at a college party could change the terms of your relationship?

easy a ☆ (for any peter) - @lokipokey​

wc: 1.2k you had been reading a part of a dissertation to peter for your paired research when he had grown quiet, his occasional verbal cues of acknowledgement to your side of the conversation ceasing. you had simply continued until hearing him softly moan your name. you swore you misheard him, but once you craned your neck around to look at him, he was quite obviously lost in another world; his eyes were clouded over, and it wasn’t very hard for your gaze to be drawn down to the tent forming in his lap.

lollipop ☆ - @slut4holland​

wc: 1.4k peter gets restless watching you suck a lollipop.

tasm!peter

streets ☆ - @peterthepark 

wc: 3.7k peter parker has had enough dealing with strays like you, the black cat. when he shows up to your hideout uninvited, he tries to correct your behavior - yet peter finds himself falling for your tricks, and can’t help but give in to your sweet claws.

inhibitions ☆ - @clints-lucky-arrow​

wc: 1.4k having high sex with peter parker has fast become one of your favourite past-times.

dog days - @agnesamarantheastwood

wc: 2.4k

you might have been ever so slightly perturbed about peter seeing you in your underwear if he wasn’t sporting a large cut along his jawline; one that looked achingly fresh.

“did you shave with a machete this morning?” you asked, stepping out of the doorway and making room for him to enter.

“a scythe, actually,” peter deadpanned.

tom holland

break me ☆ - @specialk-18​

wc: 6k you thought time apart would be the best for you and tom. hell, after your last conversation, you’d be happy if you never saw him again. haha, silly girl – did you forget you had uncharted press?

blind spot ☆ - @softholand

wc: 8.2k

as a snowstorm hits nyc, you find yourself trapped with your first (and only) one night stand

you'll save all your dirtiest jokes for me - @waitimcomingtoo​

wc: 3.6k

you make a lot dirty jokes that leave tom wondering how you really feel about him

love/hate me more ☆ - @tomhollandsblog​

wc: 17.4k (two parts)

you and your co-star tom holland can’t seem to get along. after the big premiere of your movie, things change.

#peter parker fanfiction #peter parker x you #peter parker x reader #peter parker smut #tasm!peter smut #tom holland x reader #tom holland x you #tom holland smut #fic rec

[shellshocklove]

I posted 4,280 times in 2022

That's 4,249 more posts than 2021!

339 posts created (8%)

3,941 posts reblogged (92%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@tomhollandnet

@userholland

@silkscream

@tomhollandsblog

I tagged 1,416 of my posts in 2022

#read - 296 posts

#tom holland - 182 posts

#ask - 149 posts

#cutetomholland gifs - 109 posts

#tomhollandnet - 94 posts

#usersilk - 80 posts

#userrajan - 80 posts

#spider man - 70 posts

#tomhollandedit - 70 posts

#icymi &lt;3 - 67 posts

Longest Tag: 136 characters

#‘’there shouldn’t be any social expectations that two people who interact in such a way have to be in a certain kind of love. it doesn’t

My Top Posts in 2022:

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#almost read 300 fics this year which is a lot 😳 #but thank you for a wonderful year beloved moots and followers <3

[vendettaparker]

Nik Recommends—Tom Holland Edition

*= smut ★= angst ♡= fluff (there’s so much, i had to add the ‘keep reading’ feature)

hooked on your feelings*♡★ by @heyhihellowhatsup0

miscommunications*★♡ & part two*★♡ by @arvinsescape

everything to me*♡★ by @/arvinsescape

worst travel day ever ★ by @trashinaglass

devilish* by @blindingdutchy

arms length*♡ by @wazzupmrstark

no nut november* & part two* & part three* by @/wazzupmrstark

dripping syrup* by @little-diable

confess to me* by @/little-diable

(re)boud*★ & part two*♡ by @justapurrcat

paint the grass green*♡★ by @lauras-collection

spill your guts* by @princessofguineapigs

london boy*♡ by @tonguetiedholland

not prick ★ by @dlwritings

aftercare*♡★ by @/dlwritings

curiosity bit the cat* by @spidey-sophie

spyke of pleasure* by @/spidey-sophie

red light* by @/spidey-sophie

unlatched* by @/spidey-sophie

a lifetime ahead of us*♡ by @hollandcrush

closing time* by @greenorangevioletgrass

learn your place* by @marvelouspeterparker

professor’s sweetheart*♡ by @/marvelouspeterparker

tension and temptation*♡ & part two*♡ by @/marvelouspeterparker

teacher!tom*♡ by @/marvelouspeterparker

i’ve got you, always ♡★ by @t-lostinworlds

not going anywhere ♡★ by @/t-lostinworlds

the fame game*♡★ by @duskholland

getting his fill* by @/duskholland

settle*♡ by @/duskholland

adore*♡ by @/duskholland

taunt* by @/duskholland

no control* by @/duskholland

lingerie* by @/duskholland

one million* by @/duskholland

crash into you*♡ by @/duskholland

the sweet spot*♡ by @/duskholland

break my heart ♡ by @venomsilk

high quality hittin’* by @/venomsilk

borderline* by @/venomsilk

bubblegum pop* by @/venomsilk

birdie* by @

bliss among sinners* by @/venomsilk

siren* by @/venomsilk

give me your all*♡ by @kidney9-9

i’ve just seen a face ♡ by @waitimcomingtoo

to the bone ★ by @/waitimcomingtoo

swedish fish ♡ by @/waitimcomingtoo

valentine’s day blues ★♡ by @/waitimcomingtoo

champagne problems ★♡ by @/waitimcomingtoo

bfb ♡ by @/waitimcomingtoo

hold my heart*♡ by @peterbenjiparker

love on set*♡ by @/selfcarecap

sunkissed* ★♡ by @/duskholland

high-rise* by @/wazzupmrstark

blurb* ♡ by @/heyhihellowhatsup0

misadventures in babysitting* ★♡ by @/heyhihellowhatsup0

impatient* by @/lauras-collection

home* ★♡ by @/blindingdutchy

sing my love to you* ♡ by @/justapurrcat

wildest dreams* ♡ by @/greenorangevioletgrass

just go with it ♡ by @sleepyhollands

tiramisu day ♡ by @/justapurrcat

monthlies ♡ by @/t-lostinworlds

contraband* and part two* by @youandtom2

love/hate me more* ★♡ by @tomhollandsblog

pink film* ♡ by @silkscream

th1996* by @/little-diable

your soul to take* ★♡ by @/heyhihellowhatsup0

this blurb ★♡ by @hollandsangel

(un)expected* ★♡ by @luciwritesstuff

blueberry muffin ♡ by @alltoowelltom

desire play* by @petersbookshelf

touch of desire* by @/youandtom2

take my hand, wreck my plans ♡ by @/justapurrcat

no shoes, no shirt, no problem* ★♡ by @/heyhihellowhatsup0

constantly adding more…

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[tomdutch]

Can you give some accounts that you follow that write?? I’d love to show some support!! 😊😊

hell yeah! first let me plug The Girls aka @tshwritersnet members <3

@userholland @silkholland @silkscream @totheblood @spiderboytotherescue @softholand @ptergwen @seolaseoul @gingerparker @belovedholland @borhapparker @sunshinehollandd @sunflowertomholland @thollandsdarling @justapurrcat @hollandfromhell @sailingoceans @buckybarnesandmarvel @melodicheauxxo @pbnjparker @darlingparker @ahoefortomholland @slut4holland @pvarker @yesitsmewhataboutit

and some mutuals and writers i rlly appreciate <3

@t-lostinworlds @cutetomholland @hollandsangel @heyhihellowhatsup0 @luciwritesstuff @tomhollandsblog @peterpparkerwrites @starlordsandrockets @dlwritings @veryholland @refairy @arvinsescape @honeyspidey @vendettaparker @tinyyoungblood @lauras-collection @toms-gf @takenbyheartstrings @alltoowelltom @blindingdutchy @etoileholland

#girlinlovewithlove #answered

[aturnoftheearth]

thank you tomhollandsblog i appreciate it but this post was about dean and cas supernatural

[tomhollandsblog]

strawberries on a summer day [tom holland smut one shot]

Pairing: Tom Holland x fem!reader

Description: “What? Taking your tinder date to a secretive romantic spot was not supposed to end up in you fucking said date relentlessly?”

Word Count: 3.3k

A/N: reposting bc first post flopped with like 5 notes (potentially bc I used a banned tag?)

Warnings: SMUT (18+), extended warnings under the cut

Extended warnings: (semi)public sex, rough sex, oral sex (m receiving), fingering (f receiving), protected sex, kinda bratty sub!reader

~

Your bare thighs were rubbing against each other under your short summer dress as Tom was following close behind you making your way over to the fruit section.

“Please, we have to get strawberries,” you said excitedly as you already scanned the display for the reddest berries. “maybe blueberries as well?” You picked a pack of them and turned around to look at your tinder date.

“Sounds good to me,” Tom smiled at you. “We should get some cold drinks!”, he suggested and you nodded in agreement.

It was only your second date, but you had a good feeling about Tom. You never expected the British actor to show up on your phone screen as you were swiping through a dating app - less alone actually texting him and subsequently going out on a date with him. But you immediately hit it off with each other and one thing led to another.

Now you were seeing each other again after you spent last Thursday giggling over drinks at a bar together. Tom greeted you with an even longer hug today than the one that you shared when you said goodbye last week. He had suggested you’d go picnicking together - he promised you he knew a perfect spot not too far away. So you agreed to pack a blanket and now you were at the supermarket grabbing some snacks together.

Tom’s hand softly grazed yours as you both went to open the door to the fridge that you both approached. You wished his touch lingered longer as the two of you exchanged short glances. You grabbed a can of soda, the condensation cooling your fingers after Tom’s hot touch.

Tom insisted he’d pay for the things you both got at the supermarket. As you stepped out again the sun shone brightly down on you - barely any clouds could be seen in the sky - and the air wasn’t cold anymore due to the lack of air conditioning outside.

“This way,” Tom instructed as you could feel the touch of his hand ever so lightly on your back, just where the low cut out of your dress exposed your bare skin. As you arrived at his car he opened the door for you and held out his hand for you to take.

“Quite the gentleman,” you noted pleased as you got into the seat.

“Of course,” Tom insisted.

As Tom started the engine, you put on a pair of sunglasses. Music was blasting through the speakers, the windows were rolled down so that the wind was flying through your hair. You and Tom exchanged looks and you noticed his gaze lingering on your body in that dress - or at least you hoped it did. You smiled at him flirtatiously, eyes locking with his over the brim of your sunglasses. He grinned at you and you swore he was about to say something before he turned to concentrate on the road again.

After a car ride that was filled with laughter, stolen glances and you lightly roasting Tom’s choice of music Tom parked the car on an empty parking lot in the woods. This time you got out of the car before Tom could get around the car to open the door - which made him roll his eyes jokingly. But he offered to carry your bag for you.

As you walked beside each other your hands grazed each other and in a stride of confidence, you just decided to take Tom’s hand into yours the next time they touched. Your hands locked perfectly into each other as if you had done this a hundred times already.

After a few minutes, Tom led you onto a smaller path that led out of the forest onto a wide field. You were now stod on top of a small hill from which you could see the beautiful landscape in front of you. No cities or buildings in sight. No noise aside from a few birds chirping.

“This is perfect,” you whisper in awe as you stod beside Tom.

“And it’s even more perfect if we go down the hill a bit,” Tom added, visibly pleased that you liked his pick for a spot.

Tom grabbed your hand again as you both made your way down the hill. You stopped as you arrived at a small steep slope that revealed a small plateau at its foot. Toom set your bag on the grass and made the small jump down the slope. He then turned and held out both of his arms so he could grab you. Your heart felt as if it had just completed a somersault when you kneeled down - not caring much if you’d flash your knickers to Tom in the process. His hands found your hips and yours found his bicep to hold on to. Then Tom lifted you off and you could feel his muscles flexed beneath your touch. Briefly, you were now above Tom - almost in a Dirty Dancing-like pose - before Tom put you down to finally stand in front of him.

As your feet found ground again his hands staid at your waist. Your dress had ridden up a tiny bit, revealing more of your thighs. You stood there, your hands still resting on Tom’s bicep. As you looked into each other’s eyes the tension was almost unbearable and you wanted nothing more than to kiss him right then and there. Would that be too soon? You didn’t want to mess up things with Tom. You really liked him after all.

“You look very beautiful,” Tom said as he still look at you.

“Thank you,” you huffed out in a nervous laugh.

“Nobody can see us here,” Tom said referring to the spot you were both standing now.

“That’s good,” you cooed and almost got embarrassed for the dirty thoughts that invaded your head prompted by Tom’s statement.

As Tom’s hands were slowly loosening the grip on your waist and travelling slower you took this as a sign to also let go of his arms. So you stepped away from Tom’s presence to turn around and grab your bag from the top of the small slope behind you. You went onto your tippy toes and stretched your arms above to get the bag.

You knew that this would mean that the skirt of your dress would ride up your thighs just below the curve of your ass and you hoped that Tom was still looking at you. Your hopes were confirmed when you turn around again and took the picnic blanket out of your bag. You motioned for Tom to help you set up the blanket on the grass below you. Tom sat down on the blanket as you decided to lay beside him, a pleased smile on your face as you closed your eyes and let the sun shine down to warm your body.

“So, this is quite literally perfect,” you stated happily.

“I’m glad you like it,” Tom said. Even though your eyes were still closed you could imagine him mustering the warmest smile ever. “So, do you want some strawberries?” Tom asked.

“Of course,” you answered, opening your eyes again.

With one hand you shielded the sunlight blinding you as you watched Tom get the pack of strawberries out of your pocket. Tom put one of the strawberries into his mouth which somehow made you hot all over your body. To your liking, his other hand holding a big red strawberry went up to your face. You decided to let your hands stay where they were folded below your head. Instead, you just opened your mouth and let Tom put the strawberry into your mouth himself - all the while your eyes were locked with Tom’s brown eyes.

Your lips wrapped around the fruit before your teeth sank into the flesh to take a bite - a trail of light pink juice was running down the side of your mouth as you did. Suddenly every ounce of innocence was gone. Tom’s thumb moved to slowly wipe away the strawberry juice before he lifted the finger to suck the sweet essence into his mouth. You couldn’t help but let out a soft moan around the strawberry that was still captured by your lips.

“God, you’re driving me insane,” Tom murmured as he watched you laying beside him. Your eyes immediately lit up and your lips formed into a grin around the strawberry in your mouth. Tom’s hand found your chin to hold it lightly. “Eat up, baby girl,” he commanded.

This time the moan that left your mouth was higher - before you bit down into the strawberry again to devour it. How did you end up having dirty talk with this man before your lips even touched each other? As you swallowed, Tom’s hand on your chin pulled your face closer to his. You supported yourself on your elbows as Tom moved even closer to you until your lips were almost touching.

“Come on now,” you teased with a grin and Tom groaned before giving in.

As your lips crashed into each other you could taste strawberries on each other. Your lips were moving against each other as Tom’s hand moved to the back of your head to caress you. You could sense that the both of you were hungry for so much more than just a hot kiss. So soon enough you opened your mouth against Tom’s and your tongue met his. Tom’s fingers spread apart to graze through your hair before he grabbed some of it in a hold. Softly but with the right amount of dominance he used this grip to pull your head back - Tom kneeling now above you while still kissing you.

As you moaned into his mouth the kiss grew sloppier and needier. You tried to push your body up and closer to Tom’s. He took the hint and straddled you, pushing closer without breaking the kiss. You grabbed the back of Tom’s head as you let yourself fall back on the blanket - pulling him down with you. Soon Tom’s mouth left yours and trailed kisses down your neck. Your fingers played with the curls at the nape of his neck as he mouthed along your skin to the strap of your dress. You moaned into his hair where your head was turned to signal that it was okay for him to undress you.

So his fingers found the strap and he slowly pulled your dress down your shoulder until your left breast was exposed. Tom moaned against your skin as his lips latched onto your nipple. You were tender to his touch beneath him, whimpers steadily escaping your mouth. You had to remind yourself that you were technically in public, laying on a field. But you didn’t care that in the slim chance of anyone walking by the trail up on the hill they would hear soft moans in the distance.

“More,” you moaned desperately.

Tom’s other hand trailed down your body to your thighs to softly push them apart. As you grant him entrance his hand finds your knickers which are already soaked in your juices which makes Tom moan against your nipple. His fingers pushed aside the fabric so he could dip into your folds. Your legs started quivering as his thumb circled around your clitoris without touching it. Tom’s mouth left your nipple to go back up to your ear.

“You’re such a good girl for me,” he whispered into your ear as he slowly began massaging your clitoris. “Don’t think that I didn’t notice you posing in that little dress in front of me earlier,” Tom’s finger was now pressing down harder as you moaned in response. “Wanted to show your body to me, didn’t you? To tease me…” he softly bit down on the skin of your neck. You didn’t manage to give a proper response so you only let out a series of small whimpers. “Come on, speak up, baby girl. Tell me what you want.” Tom demanded as his middle finger began circling around your entrance.

“Please, I want you,” you managed to push out in between soft whimpers just before Tom’s middle finger finally pushed into you.

You arched your back as Tom swiftly inserted another finger to stretch you. As he slowly began pushing in and out of you he left a trail of soft kisses along your neck. His thumb was still rubbing your clitoris and one of your hands flew to grasp at something, landing in the grass beside the blanket to grab a fistful of it. Demanding more you began to meet Tom’s motions with your hips to make him push into you harder.

“So needy,” Tom whispered into your ear.

With his free hand, he moved to your right boob which was still covered up. Pushing aside the fabric of your dress he let his fingers dance around your nipple. His other hand was now picking up pace, his thumb pressing harder and his fingers inside of you moving faster. At this time you fought back the orgasm which had been building for quite some time now.

“Such a good girl for me,” Tom cooed and your orgasm crashed over you in a wave.

With a series of whimpers and Tom touching you just in the right places you arched your back off the blanket and came undone around his fingers. As you laid there catching your breath, Tom was still kissing along your skin. You turned your head and looked directly at Tom again and saw that there was a mischievous grin on his lips. You moved to kiss it right off his face. Without breaking the kiss you moved up and pushed Tom alongside you in a seating position.

Quickly and hungrily you moved your hands to Tom’s trousers, fiddling with the zipper until they were undone. Tom’s hands joined yours to help you pull down the trousers just enough that you could pull his cock out. You pumped him twice before immediately lowering your head to take his entire length into your mouth. You took Tom by surprise as he let out a groan between short breaths.

“Fuck,” he muttered while his hands found your head.

Carefully he gathered your hair into his hands to keep them away from your face. You started to bop your head up and down along Tom’s length while skillfully twirling your tongue around his tip.

“Your mouth feels so good, baby girl,” Tom moaned as his grip around your hair tightened. You loved hearing Tom praise you so you hollowed your cheeks and sucked even harder on his cock. “I want to be inside you,” Tom said as he used his grip around your hair to pull your mouth off his cock.

“I have a condom in my wallet,” you quickly answer before you lean over Tom’s lap to grab said condom.

Tom’s hand was softly petting your hair as he watched. His other hand crept up your thigh under your dress and finally pulled down your knickers entirely. After you kicked of the knickers you kneeled beside Tom and put on the condom for him. Grabbing his shoulders you swung your leg over his lap and positioned yourself over his cock. Tom’s hands grabbed your waist beneath your dress and slowly guided you down so that his cock slid into your hole. Moaning from the sensation both of your grips on each other tightened.

Lifting yourself up by your knees you slid along Tom’s length until you lowered yourself onto him again. You began riding yourself on him this way. Your boobs were still bare from your dress being pulled down. Tom’s hands were now resting on your ass cheeks beneath your skirt - softly caressing the skin. Your eyes locked with Tom’s as he was watching you work yourself on his dick. Your breasts were bouncing with the force of your movements and your moans mixed in the air between the two of you.

“You feel so good,” you moaned as you let your head fall back, eyes shut tightly.

“Such a pretty girl,” Tom pressed out between moans as he watched your figure on top of him. His grip on your ass was tightening as he was using his hands to guide your movements to be harder. “Taking my cock so well,” he praised and you moaned in response.

As your eyes met his again you both pushed forward to meet in a kiss again. You bit down on his lips as you pressed your breasts against his chest. As you broke the kiss again you moved one hand to the back of his neck and he let one hand slide to your lower back to hold you closer to him.

Tom began pushing into you now from beneath you which made your breath hitch. You grabbed a fistful of Tom’s curls as you both used everything in you to meet the other’s thrusts. Tom took you by surprise when the hand on your back pushed you down with him as he was laying down on the blanket now. Laying on top of him he could now fuck into you harder - and he did.

Completely taken aback you forget to meet his movements and just let him thrust into you relentlessly. You bit down on the skin on his shoulders to muffle your own moans. Tom’s arms were tightly wrapped around you, holding you close as you could hear him moaning directly into your ear now. You could smell the sweat of this warm summer day mixed in with the sunscreen that was probably wearing off as your skin rubbed against Tom’s.

After a few thrusts, you began working yourself on Tom’s cock again to meet his movements. You immediately noticed Tom’s grip around you tightening and his moans getting louder and you could feel your own orgasm growing inside of you again.

“Harder,” you challenge Tom and he complies by fucking into you even harder.

With a few more thrusts you came undone around him again. You uncontrollably moaned into Tom’s skin as your body began to quiver from the sensation. Maybe it was those soft whimpers that pushed Tom over the edge as well as he fucked into your hole a few more times before shooting his cum into the condom. With a few more faltered thrusts you both rode out your highs. Breathing uncontrollably you were still laid on top of Tom’s body.

“Oh, I’m sorry,” you whispered as you wanted to move away from him in fear of crushing him.

“’s fine,” Tom slurred as he wrapped one arm around you to keep you in place on top of him. His other hand was caressing your hair softly.

After a few minutes, you turned your head to look at Tom who grinned at you. You laughed before you placed a sweet kiss on his lips that would have felt absolutely innocent if you still couldn’t feel his cock inside of you. Slowly you were now getting up to gather your knickers and to pull up the straps of your dress so that your breasts would be covered again.

You looked back at Tom to see that he had taken care of the condom and dressed himself again as well. You let yourself fall back on the blanket - eyes closed as Tom’s hand was tucking your hair behind your ears.

“So, this was not what I had in mind…” Tom laughed. You opened your eyes to look at him with a sheepish smile.

“What? Taking your tinder date to a secretive romantic spot was not supposed to end up in you fucking said date relentlessly?”, you tease him.

“How should I have known that you’re such a dirty little girl?” Tom shrugged grinning.

“Oi, don’t act as if this was all my doing!” you laughed as you softly pushed his shoulder. “Maybe next time take me to a different spot,” you add.

“Oh, trust me. I will.”

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[tom-hollands-blog]

apocalyptic | tom holland

Zombie Apocalypse AU

Part One

A/n: If you would like to be in my taglist let me know! My request box is also open, so feel free to send in some requests!

Recap: You pulled out your machete, turning around the corner only to be met with the head of a pistol pulled to your forehead. You froze, eyes going wide. A husky voice rang out through the room, and your heartbeat sped up.

 “Drop your weapon and get to the ground.”

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The male in front of you grew anger, his finger inching towards the trigger. He let out a growl of frustration before pressing the cold, metal barrel against your skin. “I won’t ask again. Drop the weapon and get onto the ground or I won’t hesitate to shoot.’

You hesitantly put down the machete and knelt to the ground, moving your hands behind your head. The mystery male brought down his gun and turned to the people behind him, who you just realized was there. You took this brief moment to look him over. Your gaze followed to his curly, brown hair and his chocolate colored eyes. You let your eyes wonder down his body, stopping at his muscles which was clearly shown through his tight black shirt. You had to admit, this man was really good looking.

He was talking to three other boys behind him. Two of them resembled the man from before, one much younger than the other. the older one had slightly longer hair, reaching just to the tip of his shoulders. His eyes were a lighter shade of brown from what you could see. He was built as well, but not as much as the first one.

The younger one, who you presumed were the other two’s brother, couldn’t have been much older than fifteen. He had freckles that danced along his nose and cheeks, and as well as the first two, he had the same color hair and eyes.

The last one was clearly not related. He was taller and had dark brown hair. His eyes were a shade of blue with a hint of green. Just like the first one, he was obviously attractive and well built.

“What’re we gonna do with her? She’s clearly not a walker nor a biter, and doesn't seem to be a threat.” The man with blue eyes said, clearing the silence that had been built up.

The curly haired brunette rolled his eyes, his hands falling to his side. “Send her back out there. It’s the best thing for her.”

The younger boy frowned. “But Tommy, the walkers will get her.”

“Tommy” let out a small sigh and turned to his younger brother. “She’s not our problem, Pads.”

The blue eyed male spoke again. “We can’t just leave her, Tom. It’s been a long time since we someone who wasn’t each other. Besides, she’s kind of cute, we can't just let her get eaten.”

The one with the longer hair spoke next, nodding in agreement. “He’s right. I say she sticks with us. I don't want sending someone out there to die knowing I’ll feel guilty about it later, She’s done nothing to hurt us.”

The one they called Tom threw his hands in the air. “She had a machete!”

The younger one tugged on his shirt to get him to calm down. “She has it to protect herself. She didn’t know if there was a threat in here or not!”

You sighed, having enough of hearing this disagreement and stood. “Yeah, hi, still here. If me being here is gonna be a problem, I can just leave. I was only staying here until the zombies passed anyway.”

The blue eyed boy shook his head. “Nonsense. You’re sticking with us. It’s fine. You aren’t being a bother.”

Tom rolled his eyes at that and stalked up the steps of the old run down house, careful not to make too much noise.

The boy gave you a smile as they all walked closer to you. “Sorry about him, he’s been like that ever since this whole thing started. He’s just very protective. I’m Paddy by the way! This is my older brother Sam,” He said pointing to the male with longer hair, “and that’s Harrison. The one that walked upstairs was Sam and I’s older brother Tom.”

You gave the boy a smile, holding out your hand which he gladly shook. “I’m Y/n. It’s very nice to meet you Paddy, boys.”

The other two gave you a small smile and a nod, before leading you into the living room. The room was really beaten down. The paint on the walls were peeling and the furniture was torn and ripped. The window had boards nailed against it, not allowing any light to peek in. You sat on the edge of the couch, getting lost into a conversation with these new people.

It felt like forever since you had arrived. What little light you could see in the room was disappearing, and you watched as the boys all lit candles and turned on lanterns. They gave you a spare sleeping bag, and you layed it down beside an empty one, which you assumed was Tom’s since all of the other ones were currently occupied.

The four of you sat in complete silence. The sound of nearby crickets chirping the only thing keeping you awake. The insects made their music for a long time, the soft, yet comforting sound playing throughout your ears as you dozed off. A smile came to your face at the enjoyment of the noise, until it suddenly stopped, and a feeling of discomfort came through your veins. You thought it was nothing, until the rushed footsteps of Tom came bolting down the stairs, forcing everyone who was asleep to be awoken.

Paddy sat up, rubbing his tired eyes. ”What’s wrong Tommy?”

Tom’s next words sent everyone into a mode of slight panic and a chill up your spine.

“There’s a huge heard of walkers outside. They’re heading straight for the house.”

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