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cosmicdaya · 5 years

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you do realize that now i have to request thigh riding tom in the stealth suit right,, you DID THIS!

ok hoe sister,,here you go!! (with a lil’ twist or not)

ily lixi!! @mcuspidey

this is utter trash,,and it’s my first time writing this kind of stuff over here,,so bear with me :’)

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“Tommy…please,” you whimpered in frustration, furiously rubbing your thighs together. After nearly an entire day of constant teasing, you were beyond sensitive and seemingly wet. Tom wearing the stealth suit honestly made him look ten times hotter and you were extremely bothered by that.

Tom just entered his trailer after shooting a scene, where he saw your pupils were full blown. You were desperately trying not to run your fingers over your clit after he made the ‘no-touch-rule’ before leaving his trailer.

“I don’t know, angel. You have to do it by yourself, I guess,” a smirk playing on his lips as he reveled in the way you were writhing for a release.

You furrowed your brows in confusion as the gears in your head started turning, figuring out a possible way for you to get off by yourself. An idea that has been long stuck in your mind popped when you saw Tom sitting with his legs wide open.

Taking a tie that was laying on a chair nearby, you moved towards Tom. Shredding your body of your clothes, you tied the tie around Tom’s eyes.

“This is for payback, babe,” you slowly whispered in his ears, leaving marks on his neck.

You gripped his shoulders, straddling his clothed thigh, as you lowered your slicked cunt. A new surge of sensation shot through your body when your cunt came in contact with the material of his suit. You slowly moved your hips back and forth as your core burst with pleasure.

“Yes..that’s it baby. Such a good girl for me,” praises fell from Tom’s lips as he kneaded your breasts. Even though he was blindfolded, he started to harshly suck on the top of your breasts and neck, leaving red, angry bruises and marks.

“Oh, f-fuck! Tom, I’m…gonna come!” you dug your nails into his shoulders. He swiftly removed his blindfold just in time to see you cumming and whispered praises in your ears.

“Holy fuck, baby! C'mere,” you grew limp and fell into his arms, basking in the soft afterglow.

“That…that was…honestly amazing,” Tom left small kisses along the side of your face.

“I would be lying if I said I’m not bothered after watching all that”

You pulled away from him and stood up, allowing a few seconds to pass by to regain your strength.

“Where are you going, love?”

“Let’s go for round 2,“

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cosmicdaya · 5 years

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Royal!tom fucking his girlfriend in the throne hall???

oop this is one hell of a concept and i stan

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“My Lord, where are we going?” you hissed, as Tom tightened his grip on your wrist.

“Don’t make a sound and just follow my lead, love.”

Today was supposed to be a very boring day of you having dinner with each and every one of your suitors. You would be lying if you said you found the whole prospect of marriage interesting before this, but it all changed after you met the Crown Prince Of England.

When a certain brown curly haired boy walked into the room during your first meet with your suitors, you instantly knew you were doomed. His deep chocolate eyes seemed to put you in a trance and it wasn’t long before you got to knew that he reciprocated your feelings.

Of course, you had to keep this hidden from everyone or the whole finding-you-a-suitor party would be called off and your dad will be furious at you.

Both of you ended up in front of the throne room and Tom pulled you in, locking the door.

“What are we doing over here, my lord?” you asked him with a hint of innocence in your tone.

“Oh, drop the act, my love. Everyone knew you wore that red dress for me, such a tease,” a glimmer evident in his eyes as he sits on the throne chair.

Moving towards him, you sit on his lap as you pepper his face and jaw with small kisses.

“Love, we don’t have much time. We need to hurry up,” Tom replied as he attached his soft lips to yours.

Deepening the kiss, Tom slipped a hand under your skirt and into your panties. You let out a sudden gasp as he started drawing circles on your core.

You undid his boxers and pulled out his cock, rubbing your hands up and down his length. Tom bucked up at the sudden feeling, grunts and moans spilling out from his lips.

“Ride me, love,” he begged with a pleading look in his eyes.

“Thought you would never ask, pretty boy,” you smirked, as you lowered yourself onto his length.

A euphoric sensation shot through your body as he filled you up. It was as if he was a piece of a puzzle and you were the puzzle, fitting perfectly into each other. You started bouncing up and down on him as his hands held onto your hips.

His eyes were reveling in the sight of you looking ethereal while taking in his length. He thanked his lucky stars because he couldn’t be in love with a better person than you.

Your walls clenched around him and you knew you were going to reach your high.

“Oh,f-fuck baby, I’m c-coming,” you let out a cry, digging your nails into his back.

“Sa-same love,”

After Tom helped you to clean up, you both walked towards the hallway just in time to see your next suitor coming in.

Before you could walk away, Tom pulled your arm and whispered this to you.

“Wait for me in your room tonight for a surprise, love,”

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cosmicdaya · 5 years

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Oh my gosh I don’t know if you want to continue this in any way but I just read your royal!tom blurb and I was thinking how jealous he’d get knowing you’re being courted by other suitors even though you want to be with him

oooh this is nice! sorry for replying late love!

i wrote this in a hurry and i didn’t proofread it, so i am sorry if this is shitty :)

You plucked the petals off from the rose that was given to you by one of your suitors, Nicholas, the Duke of Kenworth as you both wandered around the palace garden.

It was the third stage of the selection process, where you had to spend a whole day with your suitors. The Duke of Weselton had brought you to his palace, in an attempt to impress you with his riches, which failed. The next day, the Prince of Illyria had brought you to a beach party where you had to mingle with a lot of sweaty bodies (and you weren’t really a fan of it).

Nicholas had prepared a picnic under the stars and you were both lying down on the grass.

You would be lying if you said you didn’t find him cute. He had an amazing personality, had a good sense of humor and didn’t flaunt his riches. Unfortunately for him, your heart was already stolen by a certain brown haired prince.

“So, Y/N, how was the food?”

“It was amazing, especially the croissants. It was delicious,” you said, earning a laugh from him.

“I am glad you liked it, cause I did it all by myself,” you gave him an ‘are-you-sure’ look, causing him to say, “maybe my mum did help a little.”

Time passed by, as you both spent your time joking and talking about your lives back home.

Unbeknownst to you, Tom was passing by the garden and when he saw the both of you, he couldn’t help but feel a pang of jealousy. He knew that you wouldn’t betray him when you knew his heart was with you.

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11.45pm.

15 more minutes, Y/N.

“Princess,” you turned to see Tom standing behind you. The moonlight shone on his face, bringing out his features.

“May I know what you are doing here? The princess and I are on a date,” Nic responded, stressing on the word date.

“As you can see, it’s now 12.01 am, thus it’s now a Monday, which is the day that the princess has to spend time with me,”

Sudden realization hit Nic as he turned to you, holding both of your hands in his.

“Can we please spend a little while more, princess?” a pleading look evident in his eyes.

You looked at Tom, who pointed at his watch, and back at Nic, who was trying to melt you with his puppy eyes.

“Sorry Nic, I can’t go against the rules. See you later!” you waved at Nic as you followed Tom to your room.

↭

“What was it out there, princess?” Tom asked, a glint in his eyes.

“What was what?”

“Oh, what do you call being all friendly with Mr I-Cooked-Pastries-For-You, huh?”

“Wait…don’t tell me you are jealous,” you smirked at him.

“Who said I was?” he huffed as he mockingly turned away from you.

“You know I am in love with you, dork,”

“You do?”

“Yeah, so, stop being a baby and go to sleep. We have a whole day to spend together tomorrow,” you turned to open the room to your door

“Why don’t we start now, in your room?” he crept closer to you, placing his arms on your hips.

“Oh, fuck off Thomas,”

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cosmicdaya · 5 years

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badass yet cheeky queen of hell reader with angel haz please??????

i was thinking about this concept for a while, i might turn it into a series but let’s see

Stepping into the gates of heaven, you smoothened down the creases on your white dress in order to look angelic enough. You even ditched your usual smokey-eye in order to make your disguise more believable. It wasn’t like you had a choice anyway.

A group of soldiers, called The Guards, were walking towards your direction. Quickly, you hid behind a wall in order to avoid getting seen. A blonde and attractive guy, who looked like he was around your age was talking to them, or more like lecturing them on something.

After they were out of your sight, you continued your journey towards the palace.

“Stop right there!” a voice boomed from behind you. You turned to see a girl wearing a white jumpsuit, had a white arrow with a sharp tip pointed at you.

In about few seconds, a group of The Guards had formed around you, blocking all the possible exits that you escape from.

A brown haired guy, with curls messily framing his face, who you recognised as Tom, the first in line for the throne stepped in from the midst of the people.

“Who are you?” his seemingly authoritarian voice, made you roll your eyes at him.

“Woah, man! How can you not know your own fellow angel? Doing a shitty job right there Tom,” you said, earning gasps from everyone around you.

“Why, what’s wrong?”

“No one calls him Tom here, except for those close to him,” says the guy you saw earlier, who somehow magically appeared beside Tom.

“Plus, I knew you were the Queen of Hell, the moment you walked in,”

Guess I’m Fucked then, you thought to yourself.

Blazing fire instantly engulfed you, burning away the pretty little white dress, revealing you in a red jumpsuit with your signature smokey-eye. Unsheathing your trusty silver swords, you readied yourself in a fighting stance.

“Leave her alone,” a very familiar voice brought a grin to your face.

“But, Your Majesty, she is from hell and she is a thre-”

“Don’t worry about her, Tom. She is my guest,”

You could feel everyone’s eyes burning through your back as you followed The King of Heaven, The Eldest of the Elders.

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“Here’s the box your dad asked for,”

“Thanks, old man,”

“How is he? You know…after your mom’s death,”

“He’s…fine. Just a little grumpy when he doesn’t get his coffee in the morning,”

“I miss my brother, Y/N. The last time I saw him was when he got married and coronated as the King of Hell,”

“Just hit him up anytime you want. If he refuses to answer you, I will force him too,” you said, humor evident in your voice.

The old man in front of you chuckled heartily as you gave him a soft smile.

“By the way, who was that blonde guy?”

“Oh, he’s Harrison Osterfield, second in line to the throne and is half-mortal and half-angel,”

“How did he know that I was the Queen of Hell?”

“There’s a reason why he’s one of our best angels, Y/N,”

“Interesting guy,” you turned to reach for the door’s handle.

“Y/N…just don’t harbor any feelings for him. You of everyone should know how a relationship between an angel and a demon ends,”

“I won’t, uncle. Don’t worry,” your lips formed a thin smile as you exited the room.

Harrison was standing right there talking to Tom and approached you as soon as he saw you.

“Ready to go, Your Highness?” he smiled at you, as he mockingly did a curtsy. Looking at his deep blue, ocean-like eyes felt like it was pulling you in deeper into his clutches and you were drowning in it.

Oh boy, this is going to be hard.

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