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burnedbyshoto · 5 years

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if you sent any asks (recommendations for things don’t count as I have to look around!) since october 17 until october 22 it is in here :)

anon said: The header for your askbox response post is *aesthetic*. I think it’s a really good idea to post one every few days if you have the time. ❤️

well, thANK YOUUUUU!!!!! I put in a whopping 10 minutes into it because I had no idea what I was doing! i’ll definitely be doing asks this way now though.

big dick kiri anon said: !!!!!! ILY HAVE A WONDERFUL DAY PLS HYDRATE 💙💙❤️❤️ -bigdickkiri

Omg love! Please don’t worry about kinktober just breathe! Take your time and try to relax 💙❤️- bigdickkiri

DAMN, that is a LOT. Please look after yourself and don't stress about it love!! - bigdickkiri

I'm very excited. BUT PLEASE LOOK AFTER YOURSELF, DO NOT FORCE ANY OF THIS OMG - bigdickkiri

AHH, AMAZING, TALENTED SWEETHEART, GORGEOUS LOVE, HAVE A INCREDIBLE DAY AND HYDRATE - bigdickkiri

I believe I did have a good day, and I am actually super bad at hydrating, buT ILL TRY TO GET BETTER!!!!

I am breathing!!!! JUSTTT BREATHEEEE!!! I am taking my time now and relaxing to the best of my ability :D thank you so much bdk I love you with all my soul

theres always a lot, but if im not doing a lot I dont do anything so on one hand.... it’s okay LMAO but I will continue to try and not stress :D

BDK I WOULD NEVER WANT TO MAKE YOU THINK IM FORCING THIS OUT OF MEEEE ILL TRY MY BEST TO MAKE YOU PROUD

GHSOGHJIAORGJRGIRAHG YOURE AMAZING, BEAUTIFUL, TERRIFIC, INCREDIBLE!!!!!!! YOU HYDRATE AND MAKE SURE YOU KNOW THAT I LOVE YOU

@bread-theduck said: We love you and support you ❤ dont push yourself, your mental health is so much more important that kinktober haha. Take all the time you need, we're right here and open if you wanna talk~

I don’t really try to push myself... it just happens subconsciously D: but thank you for the love and support!!!! my mental health is stronger than I give it credit though

anon said: listen! we all appreciate you and your writing dearly but! I think we can all agree that we want you to be okay mentally and physically before you make yourself write! kinktober can wait! you’re more important!! at the very least, pls take a break for tonight.

I honestly can’t even remember when i said I was tired, but thank you for your kind words regardless!!!! I am trying to get better at it because i don’t want to disappoint you guys D:

@saintbullet said: Please take care of yourself!!! DONT risk your health for writing. We care about you so much! Be careful 💕💕💕

I know I push myself a lot, and i’m really sorry for scaring you all!!!! I am trying though, and it just has a lot to do with my mental fatigue and that im judging some hard classes right now then it has to do with anything

anon said: hey it'll be alright! idk whats wrong but i promise everything will work out like its supposed to! you just take care of yourself and take as much time as you need to feel better!! we love u!! ♥️

It wAS MY PERIOD I REMEMBER NOW AHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!! I LOVE YOU TOOOOOOOO WITH ALL THE LOVE MY HEART POSSES!!!!!!

anon said: periods can be a pain so pls take care of yourself!! drink lots of water and rest up!!!

my period is the worst, if she was a person i’d block her and avoid her irl!!!!!!!!

anon said: Lol ok so gay for Mina anon back and no, I was not the anon who requested it. But lmao, let me take this time to whole heartedly thank that anon for quenching my thirst anyways

oh whoops, sorry for thinking you were someone else D: iM GLAD TO SEE THAT YOU WERE HAPPY WITH IT!!! READER WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A BAD GUY BUT I COULDN’T FIGURE OUT HOW TO MAKE IT WORK LMAO

anon said: I am just planning on hanging out and reading all the lovely writing that comes from this

i’m pretty sure this is about my nsfw/sfw headcanons, and honestly im sooo very excited to start working on them!!!!!!!!

anon said: you have no idea how happy I got when I saw u posted for mina like UGH MY WIFE I LOVE HER SO MUCH 🥺🥺🥺 N GIVING US GAYS AMAZING CONTENT UR AMAZING MWAH MWAH KEEP BEING THE PERFECT ANGEL U ARE 🥺🥺💞💗💖💕💓💝

AHHHHH IM SO GLAD YOU LIKED IT MINA IS LIKE MY FAV CLASS 1-A GIRL SO I LOVE HER SO MUCHHHHHHHHHHH YOURE AMAZING AND I LOVE YOU AND YOURE AN ANGEL!!!!!!!

many a anons said: Sorry I didn’t see the part where you said not to request characters that were already on the list I thought that was the list of character we could vote for.

so sorry I accidentally sent a character in that has already been requested, Tumblr didn't show me the follow up posts ;;

nooo I didn’t see the list I’m so sorry 😭😭😭

LOL ITS OKAYYYY. y’all were hoes and kept sending me shouto who I couldn’t even think about deleting from my list... so... you are lucky >:(

anon said: hello! not a request here but take care of yourself anc stay hydrated bb 🥰🥰

I got my water right next to me rn bby :D

anon said: be todoroki’s girlfriend

bitch I am todorokis WIFE, why would I need to dress up???

@girl-with-a-mentality said: You can be todoroni for Halloween.

....you right...

anon said: Thirst post infoo ;3 I found a doujinshi of Bakugo being teased and toyed with sexually with by Ochako, Yaomomo, and our lovely momma Mina

...send it

anon said: GIRLLLLLL

ANONNNNNNNNNNNNN ;)

local dumbass anon said: local dumbass is here once again, i thiink you know who i am and might've found my ig buuuuuut..?

uh.... I don’t know???????? I only followed people on insta if you gave me your handle or followed me first.... also did you cut your bangs?

anon said: Your Monoma scenario was really good!If we’re being honest, though, Monoma would literally start foaming at the mouth if he saw anyone from 1-A making physical contact with his s/o, ESPECIALLY Bakugou. They would have to call animal control because there would be a rabid Monoma in the dorms lol

okay... while you’re not wrong, I just thought 18 year old monoma should have grown up just the tiniest bit! plus his obsession is controlled because of his insecurity so LMAO IDK I JUST THOUGHT MAYBE UGH

@awkward-theaterkid said: I was reading your Day 19 Fic but I couldnt take it seriously, the title "My Way" kept reminding me of the Backstreet Boys "I want it that way" and it keeps popping up while I read it 😂

as someone who only heard that song because of b99 I read this and immediately thought of b99 LMAOOOOO

🍒💥anon said: URGENT PSA: LYSSA IS ABSOLUTELY AMAZING AND I LOVE HER -🍒💥

Hello Queen Lyssa, I finally read "And They Were Roommates" and have absolutely no idea why I put it off so long! ITS A MASTERPIECE. Each chapter is addictive and the slow burn and angst destroyed me 😭 The smut in the final chapter is flawless and sooooooooooooooooooo H O T. Shoto wasnt even my favorite character but he might have to be now (or at least in my top 3) 😰 This is my new favorite series and I cant wait to re-read it!!!! YOURE AMAZING AND ILY. You own my soul now -🍒💥

URGENT PSA I LOVE YOU CHERRY EXPLOSION AND YOURE AMAZING :D

ATWR holds a special place in my heart uwu.... HAOGHIOSRGSIOGJSIHG THANK YOU!!!!! SHOUTO IS AN AMAZING CHARACTER WHO I LOVE WITH ALL MY HEARRTTTTTT

~ thank you to @didyoumeanme, @kittenlordofdarkness, @soafers for submitting memes and animal pics for my rommate, much appreciated :D ~

anon said: Did the local dumbass anon ever cut their bangs? Do you know?

....I dont know, but I just asked her rn >:)

this paragraph is dedicated to those surrounding to the meltdown mess that occurred yesterday. to each and every one of you who sent me kind words via my askbox or directly contacting me, thank you. I really want to move past this because I feel by holding on it will make me feel less inclined to write because of my guilt. of course, I do not expect you to forgive me, or trust me in my story of how it went down, because at the end of the day it was my mistake for trusting in someone to write with pure intentions when I didn’t know if she could. im trying to continue on with my best foot forward and im grateful for those of you who trusted in me. I swear I will never push myself again, and that I will instead take my time in order to publish my original work and only my original work and not take anything that comes from a “friend”. know that I love you all, and I dont know how to take it easy so my break lasted a whooping 10 hours, and my blog won’t discontinue until im done with bnha or...I get into medschool which is still 3 years away, I am taking care of myself, im staying hydrated, im trying not to put myself down anymore, I will keep going, & will forever continue to be more careful with what I post. also, no one was really coming for me, so don’t worry if you thought so lol. (to you 9 anons who expressed their kind thoughts to me, thank you. to big dick kiri anon thank you. to @bqkubabey, @flayvus, & @ultimate-shit-poster thank you so so much you really helped me not drown myself in my own guilt.)

anon said: i hope you’re feeling okay today :((

I am feeling a lot better. unfortuantely I did make myself really sick yesterday because ive never been as stressed in my life ever, but im okay now. there’s nothing I can do more for what happened so I will try to continue on as best as I can and I appreciate you caring... ilysm :)

@ikinabi said: Your writing??? Actually god sent 🥵👌 and the way you write Mirio gets me GOING

BAHAHAH NOOOOO ITS NOT PLAFUAOGHJIPRAHAR MY MIRIO PIECE YOU LIKED WAS MY FIRST PIECE ON HIM AND OOO BOY I DID NOT DO HIM JUSTICE

anon said: fuck buddy iida is a thought that has never crossed my mind but now that i’ve seen your post i am intrigued haha

well... it is up :) if you wanna check her out :)

anon said: You dont have to answer if you dont wanna but i just wanna see if your okay. I hope your end your doing well and not stressing.

i’m doing much better than I was yesterday!!! I just needed to rest and calm down and stop attacking myself. thank you for checking in!!! it means so much :,)

#ask lyssa anything #lyssa doesnt shut up #anonymous

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captainmarvels · 6 years

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wicked games [15]

Summary: New relationships are forged, and old ones kept aflame; does any of it matter when Tom isn’t the same as before?

Pairing: CEO!Tom Holland x Reader

Warnings: Smut, 18+ ONLY || vaginal penetration, unprotected sex [use condoms for god’s sake lol]; commitment issues (yes, it needs its own warning)

Word Count: 4,596

A/N: I’m taking people off the tag list if you’re just not gonna bother reading this anymore, ok thanks! :) also, the next chapter won’t be out until after March 2nd, so consider this your fair warning. Don’t ask when it’ll be out after today. Enjoy xx

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“You’re joking.”

“It’s not my fault your friends like me better, Tommy.” You stifled a laugh as you pictured the pout most definitely pulling at his lips as his end remained silent.

“I’d rather Harrison take you dress shopping, and you know I’d kill him if he ever did,”

“Relax! You’re acting like it’s the end of the world because I’m choosing to spend time with her, Tom,”

“Yeah, my world is ending because of this!” He huffed, pinching the bridge of his nose as he paced back and forth behind his desk. “Just… promise me you won’t take everything she says to heart? She can be a little blunt, is all,”

“Stop telling your girlfriend I’m a bitch, Stanley. We’ll see you later, bye!” Mary grabbed the phone off the counter, hanging up on him before you had a chance to stop her. As soon as you two locked eyes, you burst out laughing while Mary smirked, downing the rest of her glass of wine.

“You ready?”

“God, yes.”

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The drive down to Manhattan was a fun one; the September skies of New York complemented Mary’s divulgation of many hilarious stories about her college days with Harrison and Tom, all while expertly dodging your question on how they had first met.

When the car pulled up to the storefront, Mary helped you out onto the sidewalk.

“Holy shit,” You said under your breath, eyes widening as you recognized the boutique in front of you.

“Only the best for you… and my gala, of course. C’mon!” Mary lead the way, practically dragging you along. A few minutes later, and you were stepping onto the extravagant showroom floor. Evening dresses and wedding gowns alike lined the racks and showcases surrounding you, sparkling and calling your name.

“Good morning, Ms. Robinson. We have the room set up in the back, just as you asked. Anything else that you may require as of now?”

“All the dress choices I sent in are there?” The woman, who had greeted you at the door, nodded. “Then I think we are all good. Clara will be there, too?”

“Yes, miss.”

“Perfect. We’re going to take a look around the floor and then go to the room, okay? Thank you, Liza!” Mary took your hand in hers and lead you towards one area full of evening dresses, a giddy smile on her face.

You followed her as she walked up to a few dresses, letting go of your hand as she took hold of the velvety fabric. Trailing your hand down the row of gowns, you found one that stood out, and smiled as you took in its beauty. Flipping the price tag over, you almost choked as you read the numbers.

“You okay?” Mary asked, looking up from the dress she was holding.

“Almost $10,000 for a dress?!” You said sharply, eyes wide as you flashed her the tag. She merely shrugged, nodding.

“That’s pretty cheap; Tom usually goes for the ones upwards of twenty grand, I think. Besides, I know for a fact that money shouldn’t be a problem, right?” She raised an eyebrow as you looked at her, teeth digging into your lip.

“It’s just…” You didn’t know what to say. Too much money? Too much guilt? Mary sighed and walked over to you, resting a hand on her hip as she tilted your chin up to meet her gaze.

“It’s his money, babe. You get to use it to look hot as fuck, so let’s make his jaw drop, yeah?”

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Twenty dresses and a few flutes of champagne each later, the two of you finally settled on your gowns for the event. Standing in front of the massive 180-degree mirror, you admired the dress that had managed to steal your heart - and hopefully Tom’s, too. After all, it was costing him almost ten grand.

“Holy shit, I’m in love,” Mary gasped, smiling as she studied you from the doorway of her dressing room.

“Really?” You asked, gently running your fingers over the sequin inlays on the skirt.

“I’ll smack Tom if this doesn’t wreck him, honestly.” You rolled your eyes at her in the mirror and turned to your side as you continued marveling at your choice.

It was an A-line, dusty pink sheer gown with a deep V-neck and backless, just like the last dress Tom had chosen for you; he was bound to love it. The sequin patterns decorating the fabric were just the right amount, and made you enjoy being under the spotlight.

You felt a tap on your shoulder, Mary standing right behind you as you smiled in embarrassment .

“Am I taking too long?”

“We’ve got all the time in the world. I’m gonna check my dress out though, if you don’t mind,” She gestured to what she was wearing and you let out a small “oh, wow” as you nodded, stepping off the pedestal.

Her gown was a dark blue, floor length A-line tulle with a sequined flower design and V-neck. You watched her study herself with pride, her hands running over the fabric as she slowly turned around and looked at the dress from all angles.

“Can’t be too extra with the dress this time around, unfortunately. What with my parents being there and everything; gotta keep it all nice and ‘proper’, if you will,” She muttered, rolling her eyes as she stepped off the pedestal. “But, at least one of us will be a showstopper. No jewelry with this, okay? Dangly earrings yes, but no necklace or bracelets. God, I really should have gone into designing.”

“You would’ve been damn good at it,” Mary smiled at your words, cupping your cheek for a moment before walking back to her room.

“Let’s get some extra shit anyways, yeah?”

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Before you knew it, the day of Mary’s gala had arrived. It was an oddly warm day in October, which you were silently grateful for as you spent the morning getting ready for the big night.

Tom had gone into the office early that Saturday morning, wanting to make sure everything was in order for his string of meetings come the start of the new week. The party started early, with cocktails and hors d’oeuvres at five pm. The clock was nearing four o’clock when you finally put on your dress with the help of Ana, who Tom had called in to help with any last minute intakes.

“You look like a princess, miss Y/N,” She said as you stood before the mirror, a massive smile on your face.

“All she needs is a tiara and ring.” You spun around as his voice rang clear as day in your ears, a smug smile on his lips as he closed the distance between you.

“Welcome back, office bug,”

“Bug? What are you insinuating, darling?” You rolled your eyes at his coy response, earning you a tight squeeze of your hip as he bit back his tongue.

“I missed you,” you whispered, meeting his soft gaze as he slowly rubbed your arm.

“And I you. Have I said that you look absolutely ravishing in this dress? Because God, am I obsessed,” He said in awe, stepping back and spinning you around as he took in your heavenly appearance.

“Is that what you’re wearing?” You said, rather shocked. He was donning one of his Armani suits, with a plain white shirt and a pair of Converse. One of his Rolexs sat on his wrist as he pulled you back to him, eyebrows raised in question.

“You’re right; you need to change so no one will ogle you.” You smacked his chest, rolling your eyes.

“Not what I said, at all. Mary’s gonna kill you,”

“Please. We won’t even be staying the entire time,” He leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to your cheek before brushing back some of your hair, his hot breath hitting your ear. “Especially with you looking like this, princess.”

You couldn’t help the slight shiver that ran down your spine at his words, a cheeky grin tugging at his lips as he rested his hand on the exposed small of your back, guiding you out into the hallway.

“Let me get my phone, and we’ll be on our way, okay?”

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“New York royalty! Or is there another name you prefer?” Harrison laughed as you and Tom walked up to him, letting him pull you into an embrace while Tom just slapped his back, rolling his eyes.

“The paps outside wouldn’t leave us alone, for fuck’s sake, mate! I forgot how much Mary loves getting her goddamn picture taken,” He muttered, wrapping his arm around your waist the second Harrison let you go.

“Let her be, man. The Robinson clan is making a special appearance tonight, so she had to pull out all the stops. Besides, who wouldn’t want to snap a pic of this angel right here?” Tom glared at his best friend as the both of you laughed, a slight blush spreading over Harrison’s cheeks as he raised his hands up in mock surrender. “You know I’m joking, mate. Nice um, shoes, yeah?” He nodded at the - in your opinion - ridiculous choice Tom had made.

“Yes, real nice choice, dumbass.” Mary appeared out of nowhere, hand on her hip and a glass of scotch in the other, eyes narrowed as she looked over Tom’s clothes. “Seriously? A CEO showing up like this?” She waved her hand around, rolling her eyes.

“Would you relax? It’s Armani,”

“I don’t care if the suit’s Armani; you’re wearing Converse, Stanley!” She scoffed, eyebrows raised in annoyance.

“Yeah, could’ve worn a real shirt at best, mate,” Harrison added, shutting his mouth when Mary glanced at him.

“Fuck off, Mary. If this wasn’t your gig, you’d be wearing Birkenstocks, and we all know that!” Harrison visibly cracked up at that, quietly clearing his throat as Mary stepped up to Tom, eyes enraged.

“You may be right, but your shirt looks like one of those Hanes $5 t-shirts from Wal-Mart, honey.”

“Eat shit, Robinson,”

“As long as it’s not yours, Holland. I’ve got more people to see - don’t abuse the open bar, you little shits!” She called out as she walked away, an apologetic smile flashed in your direction as she weaved through the growing crowd of attendees.

“Is this how it’s always going to be?” You asked, brows furrowed as Tom pressed a kiss to your forehead for a brief second before stepping back.

“She knows how to get to him, and he can’t stand that he doesn’t know how to rile her up so yeah, it’s probably going to always be like this,” Harrison said, shrugging as you nodded in reluctant acceptance.

“Let’s find our table.”

An hour or two passed, the table finally filling up with a bunch of men who’d gone to Stanford with the boys, a few of them were fraternity brothers that had gotten word from them after they’d graduated.

You’d gone to the bathroom to fix your lipstick, and upon your return, caught Harrison taking a picture of Tom with some of the men from earlier, middle fingers out.

“Really?” You said in disappointment once he’d taken the photo and given the phone back to its rightful owner.

“All in good fun, darling,” Tom answered, smiling softly as you sat down next to him, wrapping his arm around your shoulder.

“When can we go home?” You asked quietly, resting your hand on his thigh. He laid his hand over yours, caressing your skin as he leaned forward to leave a chaste kiss on your shoulder.

“Will you be mine for the night?” You turned back to see his flushed face, teeth digging into his lip as he met your gaze.

“Always, Tom.”

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Two weeks had passed since the gala, and you had no idea where he was.

No idea how to get into contact with him.

No one to turn to.

Well, no one who could help in any capacity.

“I know as much as you do… which is nothing, but regardless, I swear this isn’t like that other time, Y/N. I have no clue where he’s gone off to. Mary won’t be of any help; she’s the last person he’d trust with information like this.”

“I don’t understand why he felt the need to do this!” You said in exasperation, throwing your hands up in the air in frustration as you sat down on the sofa. “I thought we were doing okay, but clearly not. Fucking hell,” You muttered, covering your face with your hands.

Tom had been working practically non-stop since the gala; meeting after meeting, flying cross-country to visit other companies interested in investing with him - or in the company itself. You grew concerned when he stopped taking your calls a week ago, only to flat out freak out when neither Harrison nor his father could get ahold of him.

You and Harrison had spent the last few days getting in contact with everyone he had been scheduled to see: they all said they’d met with him, signed agreements with lawyers present, and were done before the business day was over. He was supposed to come back last night.

Supposed to.

“I just… how are his parents not losing their shit over this? I mean, it’s their son, for fuck’s sake!” You cried out, groaning loudly as you laid back on the couch.

“This is nothing new to them, unfortunately. He goes off the grid - with Dom especially - a lot of times, only to resurface a couple days - or weeks - later, safe and sound.”

“Yeah, but in those cases, he at least tells you where he’s going. What’s happened that now we’re both in the dark, Haz?” You looked over at him pacing in front of the fireplace, hands shoved in the pockets of his jeans and a look of profound concern etched on his face.

“What is it?” You knew that look - he was debating whether or not to tell you something about Tom. “Harrison, tell me. Please?”

He stopped moving, refusing to look at you as he ran a hand through his hair.

“It’s just… well, I… fuck. This is hard, okay? A part of me knows I need to tell you this, but there’s the other part that says this is -”

“- betraying his trust?” He looked up and nodded, sheepishly shrugging.

“I know I’m insane, but he’s like my brother, Y/N, and I just, I dunno,”

“Would this be a bad time to admit something?” You said, making Harrison face you, eyebrows raised in confusion.

“Admit what?”

“That I… I might love him?”

“What?” His eyes were wide, jaw slack as he stared at you.

“What?”

“Did I… did you? Did I… hear you correctly? Are you sure? Like, are you 100% sure?” Harrison was bewildered and out of breath, his thoughts racing a mile a minute as he tried to calm down.

“Haz, that doesn’t help at all right now! I want to kill him because he’s gone off on this fucking bender and I’m sitting here not knowing what to think, but god, I just need to know he’s okay! That’s all I care about.”

“Well, now I definitely don’t want to say what I was going to before.” His cheeks were a pale red, his gaze glancing around the room as you sat up on the couch.

“Spit it out, or else I might kill you.” He held his hands up and nodded.

“Alright, alright. I’m sure you’re aware by now that Tom and his dad don’t… get along. Or really fucking hate each other; whichever way you want to look at it.” You nodded, your bottom lip caught between your teeth as he continued.

“Dominic’s been threatening to take the company away if Tom fucks up one more time. And before you ask how he’s ever done that, he’s not talking about with the company. He’s talking about Tom and what he chooses to do in his free time.”

“And what the hell does that mean?” The repressed anger towards Tom was starting to resurface with all the worst case scenarios running through your mind.

“His drinking and outrageous - to say the least - partying habits. Dom’s paid a fairly substantial amount of money to make sure none of it ever gets out to the public, but that obviously can’t go on forever.”

“And he holds the fucking company over his head for having fun? He’s worse than I thought,”

“I would say more, but Nick’s just texted me - he went to the other apartment and just found the man of hour.” You clapped your hands over your mouth as you gasped loudly, the sting of hot tears welling up in the corners of your eyes nothing compared to the weight that was just lifted off your heart.

He’s okay.

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You were pacing around the foyer when the elevator bell finally rang, the doors taking their sweet time in opening.

Your heart was bound to leap out of your chest the second you laid eyes on him, but instead all you could feel was relief as he stepped out into the apartment, head hanging low.

Neither of you said a word, even though you were dying to say something, anything.

He moved first.

Step by step, he walked up to you, eyes glued to the floor as he raised his head up to rest his forehead against yours.

“You’re here.” he breathed in relief.

What you said in response pulled him out of the comfort he’d just started to sink into.

“I shouldn’t be here. Not after all this.”

He stepped back, brows furrowed as he processed your words.

“What… what’s that supposed to mean?”

“Now’s not the time to start playing this shit, Tom. You’ve been gone for two weeks without so much as a word from you. You don’t get to play dumb. What happened?” You moved back from him as he reached out for you, knowing full well the second he touched you, you’d lose all focus.

He wasn’t going to get away with it this time.

“Y/N, it was nothing. I just got caught up in the work like I always do. I swear baby, it’s fine. I’m fine,”

“You know it’s not! When you were drunk on the living room floor, crying, you told me you knew none of this - leaving and disappearing - was okay! You told me I deserve better than that, and you’re right, I do. But I’m still here. For you, Tom.” You took another step back when he shifted forward, trying your best to ignore the pained look that flashed over his features as you did so.

“Why stay when you know how fucked up this all is? How fucked up I am? What’s the point?” His words hurt him more than he cared to admit, but he needed to know.

“You told me once that you wanted someone who could be there for you. And I am, always. I stay and I stay, but how the hell will it ever work when you won’t let me be there for you?”

Your chest was slightly heaving, your face hot with frustration and panic as you watched him. When he locked eyes with you, you could there was… something in his eyes. You didn’t want to think about it as he closed the distance between you, his body relaxing when you didn’t move away.

Cupping your cheek, he looked into your eyes as if he were searching for something. His gaze slowly flitted down to your lips, his tongue poking out and licking his own before he spoke.

“You need to stop me before it all goes to hell.” he whispered as he leaned in closer.

“And what if I want it to?”

Without another thought, Tom grabbed ahold of you and crashed his lips against yours, taking his hands and carding them through your hair, effectively pulling it back. You whined into the kiss when he nipped your bottom lip, and suddenly every part of him yearned to touch you everywhere at once.

Your hands were intertwined with his curls, slowly dropping down to his neck with every pass of his tongue against yours. His skin burned under your warm, delicate touch, and all he wanted was to feel you pressed up close against him.

His hands settled on your waist, your whines music to his ears as he pulled away. He trailed wet, sloppy kisses down your jaw to your neck as his hands brought you flush against him. Gently pushing you back, he guided you both to his bedroom, his hands getting to work on both of your clothes as you went.

He undid the buttons of his own dress shirt and the one you were wearing, his hands brushing against your bare skin as he moved to undo the tie of your pajama shorts. You hastily pushed open the door of his room as the pair of you stumbled in, your hands wrapped up in each other as he pushed it shut.

Kicking off his jeans and boxers, Tom pushed you down onto the bed and crawled up your body, kissing every inch of you he could get his lips on. He undid your bra without looking, pulling it down your chest to latch his mouth onto one of your nipples. Kneading your other breast, he took his time covering your soft flesh with hickies, his mouth never leaving you as he moved to give the each breast equal attention. You whined quietly as he tugged your nipple between his teeth, your hands instinctively pulling on his hair, silently begging him to kiss you again.

He moaned softly at the feeling, thriving off this different kind of begging. This level of need was something he’d never experienced before but God, was he addicted.

Moving up your body, he lavished your neck in kisses as if he couldn’t get enough.

“You’re so beautiful, angel,” he murmured against your skin, his hand coming up to cup your cheek as he brushed his nose against your jaw. “Perfect in every way,” he nipped at your skin before kissing the bruising flesh. “I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of you.”

Your whimpers in his ear spurred him on; he couldn’t help every word that fell from his tongue, telling you just how obsessed he was with you, in every way imaginable. With your hands tangled up in his hair and his hips grinding against yours, you couldn’t ignore the growing ache between your legs.

The tip of his cock barely brushed against your covered clit, making you moan wantonly as you tugged on his hair, pulling him back to you. Wriggling underneath him, trying to create some sort of friction, dying to feel him, Tom whispered in your ear,

“Nice and easy, baby girl. M’gonna make you feel so good, I promise.”

Without another word, he pushed aside your panties and trailed a finger through your folds, groaning into your neck at how wet you already were. He kissed back down your neck, deciding to focus on your breasts as he continued to grind against you.

As soon as his tongue swirled around your nipple, you pressed your nails into his scalp, savoring the deep growl in his throat as he teases your entrance with the head of his cock. Whimpering softly, you dropped a hand to his back, gently scratching down to urge him on.

Finally pushing in, he moaned, savoring the way you gasped and how fucking good you felt around him. Your walls clenched around his cock when he bottomed out and he grunted loudly, clenching his jaw tightly as he pushed your hips down the second you tried to lift them up.

Attaching his lips to your neck again, he sucked on your skin before proceeding to nip at the shell of your ear.

“You do that again, I won’t be able to stop myself, princess.”

His words only fueled your deep desire for him to be as rough as could be, but you knew he needed this… this different kind of sex. So you whimpered, kissing the top of his head as he moved down to your breasts again.

Burying his face in the valley between them, he whined softly before whispering,

“I love these so much, baby… could spend days just showering them in love,”

You hummed in reply, slowly pushing your hips up to meet his after he finally took his weight off of you, and you let him kiss and bite and grab you everywhere he could.

He hovered over you for a moment and let his head hang above yours, his long curls falling over his face. You brushed it back and pulled him down to you, kissing his neck and tracing patterns over his shoulders and back as he started to slowly thrust in and out, wanting him to savor every second.

When the head of his cock grazed your sweet spot, you couldn’t help but moan and all he could do was smile, trying his best not to move as he tried to hit against it again, hoping to hear that heavenly sound again.

Tom never pulled away afterwards, what with your chests pressed up against each other, his lips never leaving your skin as you dug your nails into his skin with every drag of his cock against your aching walls.

Tugging on his curls once more, you pulled him back to your needy lips, eager to feel his tongue dancing with yours as he brought you closer to the edge. You were so close, and he could tell because of your soft gasps; the way your eyes were fluttering closed as you held him as close to you as you could.

You couldn’t stave off your orgasm anymore, but you needed him with you every step of the way, so you clenched around him again to push him to the brink with you. Slipping his tongue into your mouth once more, he moaned against your lips as he dropped his hand to your clit, drawing heavenly circles on the sensitive bud.

Your legs wrapped around his waist, you threw your head back as you felt the heavy wave of release hit you from every angle.

“Don’t stop, oh my go-... it feels so good, please,” you whined, moaning shamelessly as Tom picked up the pace and slowly fucked you through your orgasm.

You came with a loud, keening cry, repeating his name like a mantra.

“Oh, Tom, fuck… yes, Tom,”

He couldn’t stop himself from coming deep inside you the second he realized you were saying his name. His hips faltered against you, a loud growl rumbling deep in his chest his only warning as he came, your walls clenching around his cock as it throbbed.

You shushed him through the high, kissing every inch of his face as his chest heaved from the riveting pleasure. He let himself slowly fall on top of you, his hands moving to your hips as he turned you both over onto your sides.

With his face buried in the crook of your neck, you kissed his hair, stroking his back while he regained control of his breathing.

Sated, Tom drifted off, well aware that this… this wasn’t just fucking anymore; it had crossed the line to something completely different and foreign to him.

As you let the sweet haze overcome you, all you could think was that it was definitely good right now… even if it might not be okay later.

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