You’re It, Holland:-:T.H:-:

Part 3a

Authors Note: Here we go! The third(and possibly not the last?) part of this mini series, for @definitely-not-black-cat formally known as @summernykole’s 1k Writing Challenge. Hope you all enjoy it!! I got totally carried away here! It just kept going!!! I had to split it into two separate chapters! But it’s all one Part so it’s all getting posted tonight!! Please, reblog if you like what you read. Also, check out my Masterlist.

Summary: An innocent game of tag starts between two best friends when they’re kids… but as they get older can the game stay innocent?

⚠️ Warning: cursing, kissing, SMUT SMUT SMUT!!! Oral sex(male and female receiving)!! Doused in Fluffiness! With a touch of Angst for flavor!!

Word Count: 8,000… I just couldn’t stop‍‍‍‍

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3a | Part 3b

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Fast Forward Three Years

You were nineteen. Tom had landed a role in the Marvel Cinematic Universe, and he was so excited. He was going to be Spider-Man! And seriously, he was born to play Peter Parker. He was having a very small get together the night before leaving for America.

You were feeling anxious. You wanted him to succeed in everything he did, but you didn’t want him to succeed so far away. You were going to miss him and it was killing you to try to smile and be supportive when all you wanted to do was cry, and spend the whole night cuddling him.

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But, you pushed those thoughts from your mind, and tried to enjoy the time you had left. Not to mention, you were it. And, you really wanted to tag him before the night was over.

The party thinned as the night went on from people heading home or falling asleep and soon it was just Tom, Haz, Harry and you. Haz was fading fast and ended up passing out on the couch, which was where you were going to sleep. Harry bid you goodnight as well, dragging himself up the stairs to bed. You heard his door shut, and finally, it was just Tom and you.

Alone.

The music played softly in the living room, and you looked over at Tom, taking in his beautiful features as you tried to memorize every detail. The slope of his nose that was once so perfect, but now had a small bump in the middle from breaking it twice. The crinkles around his eyes when he smiled or laughed at something stupid one of you said. His thin lips that you found so alluring, that if you could you would kiss him forever, and never let him go. The sharp line of his jaw that had you clenching your thighs together every time he tilted his head up or turned his head to look at something. His hands and the way the felt against your skin as he held you close to him during your tagging sessions almost as if he never wanted to let go either. And, his bright golden brown eyes that glittered in the dim light of the living room as he caught you looking at him, or the way they would darken to a deep coffee color when your hands crawled into his hair, and you weren’t sure which color you liked more.

“So, movie star….” you teased and you smiled at the blush that rose to his cheeks. “Looks like it’s just you and me.”

He dropped his eyes to the floor, and he ran his hand through his chocolate curls resting his hand at the back of his neck to scratch an imaginary itch. “Aye… looks like.” He said quietly and looked back up at you. His chocolate curls fell onto his forehead and his golden eyes shifted back to yours.

Suddenly, you felt nervous. Nervous about being alone with him. Something had shifted inside of you, and you were unsure what it meant. “Um…“ You started breaking eye contact and shifting uncomfortably in your seat on the floor. “I’m gonna get some water… you need anything?” You asked as you stood up straightening out your clothes.

Tom blinked up at you his eyebrows furrowed in confusion. “Uh… no. I’m good, love.” He said a bit confused and the way he called you ‘love’ made your heart go thump.

“Ok… cool.” You turned heading for the kitchen as you shook your head at yourself. ‘Cool?’ You thought as you entered the kitchen, bringing your hands to your face with an exasperated sigh. “I’m an idiot.” You said out loud as you opened the refrigerator. “I’m a bloody idiot.” You grabbed a bottle of water and shut the fridge door. As you turned to head back to the living room you jumped at the sight of Tom. “Shit! Holland! You scared the hell out of me!” You whisper yelled as to not wake up the whole house.

“Sorry… sorry.” He apologized, bringing his hands up in surrender. “I just…” He stopped, locking eyes with you again and you felt your insides flip. “You’re not an idiot.” He said and your eyes widened, realizing he had heard you talking to yourself. “Tonight has been weird for me too.” He stepped forward, freezing you in place as the warmth of his body radiated into your skin. He reached out, taking your hand, bringing it up; and lacing his fingers through yours. Your eyes glanced to your connected hands and you smiled at the contact. Toms other hand came to your hip, pulling you into him, and your eyes snapped back to his. “Do you hear it, Y/n?” He asked as he began to sway with you. “It’s our song.” He said as he twirled you out then back into his chest.

“Our song? Holland, we don’t have a ‘song’!” You giggled as he twirled you out again then dramatically dipping you back his face was so close to yours you could feel his breath on your lips.

“We do now.” He smiled that beautiful Holland smile. And pulled you back up, pulling you closer so your bodies connected at every point possible. You listened to the soft sound of Poetic by Seinabo Sey drifting in from the living room. You breathed a sigh of contentment, resting your cheek on his shoulder as you closed your eyes inhaling his scent. You smiled thinking about how lucky you’ve been to know him and to practically be family. Your eyes drifted open, wandering over the side of his face, and coming to rest on his sharp jawline.

Beautiful Boy.

Without thinking you let your hand rise off his shoulder, and you traced his jaw with your index finger. You smiled when you saw the immediate goosebumps that erupted on his skin, and giggled at the shudder that ran through him.

“I’m really going to miss you, Tommy.” You said softly, wincing when you realized you sounded just as sad as you felt.

He pulled back just enough to look down at you. His eyes were soft and warm as he smiled a tight lipped smile. “I’ll be back darling.” He said trying to reassure you, or himself, you weren’t sure. “I always come back.” His smile widened as you tried to believe him.

You dropped his gaze and focused on the mole on the front of his neck, your favorite. “I know… but…” you trailed off.

“But?” He pressed as he brought his hand up to your chin, lifting your face so you had to look at him.

“But…” You could feel the tears trying to form and you did your best to keep them away. “I don’t know… this time… it’s different.” You stammered, your vision blurring as the tears began to pool in your eyes.

His eyebrows furrowed as he moved his hand to your cheek rubbing comforting circles on your soft skin with his thumb. “How do you mean?” He asked catching a few tears, wiping them away as they fell.

Because, I love you, div!

You sniffled eyes darting away from him. “I mean… this… is going to launch you!!” You jestured up to the ceiling with your hand. “Like, into Mega Stardom.”

He laughed at your exaggeration. “And what’s so bad about that?”

“Nothing! It’s just…” You paused leaning into his touch. “I don’t want you to forget about me.”

His thumb stopped its circling on your cheek, and he squared his shoulders to you. “Y/n look at me.” He commanded as you slowly brought your eyes back to his. His face was serious and his tone was firm. “I could never, in a million years, forget you.”

You knew he had more to say, but you didn’t care. You leaned up, pressing your lips to his in a soft kiss, a peck really. It was very different from the other kisses you’ve shared, when the object was just to tag each other, and walk away ending the game for the day. This had feelings behind it, at least on your side. You pulled back looking up at him with a soft smile. He didn’t say a word and neither did you. You just stared at each other, and you could see in his eyes he was internally debating something.

His gaze shifted between your eyes, and your lips a few times as he brought the hand he had been holding up to his shoulder leaving it there to join your other hand at the back of his neck. Then he dropped his hand to your other hip as he dipped his head down slowly to capture your lips again. This time the kiss was long, and full of everything you wanted to say but couldn’t. Couldn’t, because you were afraid that if he didn’t feel the same everything would change.

You leaned into him as you parted your lips for him. Your fingers threaded into his curls lightly tugging at them trying to pull him closer to you. He deepened the kiss, pulling your hips flush against his, and you moaned into the kiss. Tom smiled against your lips, breaking the kiss to let out a small laugh. You took a step back, tilting your head to smile up at him, and your grip on his hair loosened.

“Well… that wasn’t embarrassing at all.” You said with laughter in your eyes. Tom laughed again lifting his hand to tuck a few stray strands of hair behind your ear.

“I know the feeling.” He was obviously pleased with himself for getting you back, as you both remembered your first kiss and how that ended. “So… uh…” He cleared his throat, looking into your eyes. “Harrison is on the couch…”

You nod. “So, he is.”

He dropped his gaze to his grip on your hips, and tugged you a bit closer. “You should sleep in my room.” He said and you felt the heat explode on your cheeks. You’ve slept in his bed before, sure! But, never at night. And, never with this new unspoken intention. Your eyes widened, and your mouth opened to say something, anything, but nothing came out. At your lack of answer you felt him tense, and his eyes shot back to yours. You could tell he was starting to panic, but so were you. “Um… you don…” but you cut him off.

“Ok.” Your rushed answer left your mouth taking all the air in your lungs with it.

“Ok?” He asked as his eyes widened in surprise. You nodded, still unsure you could trust your voice. “Ok.” He whispered softly smiling as he stepped back. He held his hand out for you and your hand was shaking nervously as you took it.

You were both silent as he led you up to his room, which you knew better than your own. But, now it seemed foreign. New. You felt out of place in the room you had spent so many hours of so many days in. You stood facing Tom, suddenly not knowing what to do, and clearly neither did he.

Suddenly, the sound of Toms beautiful boyish laughter filled the room. “Shit! This is awkward!” He said as he started laughing harder.

He was trying to cut the tension, and it worked as a small smile slowly stretched across your face. “Yeah it is, a bit!”

“But, why? You’ve been in here before… with me… alone… a million times.” His words came out broken by giggles and gasps for air.

You began to laugh too, your nerves melting away with the sound of your joined laughter. Something about his adorable laugh always made you join in. “Right? This is totally ridiculous.” You screwed your eyes shut letting the laughter wash over you. “I mean… you’re my… my best…” You were interrupted by his warm lips on yours. Your body tensed as your eyes flew open in surprise at the sudden contact.

He pulled back with a sheepish smile, and you stared at him with wide eyes. “Sorry… you just… look really cute when you laugh.” He stuttered and you just nodded relaxing into him.

You leaned up, placing your hands on his chest for balance, and kissed him back. “So do you, Tommy.” You breathed against his lips, and that was all it took for him to press fully against you. His arms wrapping around you and his hands buried in your hair.

You felt yourself melting into him, and you let your hands wander up his chest to encircle his neck. Your fingers played with the curls at the nape of his neck as you felt his hands slide down your back coming to rest on your hips. His tongue danced with yours, and your thoughts became consumed with him. His taste, his scent, his touch, and his warmth, and how much you were going to miss this. To miss him.

He stepped forward causing you to step back. His grip on your hips tightening as you almost tripped on something on his floor. Never breaking the kiss he guided you to the nearest wall, pressing you back against it as he let his hands slide down to your bum. He gripped the tender skin lifting you up, and you instinctively wrapped your legs around his waist for support. You could feel his growing erection pressing against your core through both your jeans, and you felt a sudden heat explode in your body before settling in your lower stomach.

You wanted this. You wanted him. All of him. And, what was to come next is what you do when you want those things… right?

Your thoughts came to a halt when Toms hands shifted back up to your hips, and settled just under the hem of your shirt. His thumbs making small circles on the skin of your stomach. Tom broke the kiss leaning his forehead against yours. Both of you were completely out of breath, chests heaving for as much air as they could get in short gasping pants. His eyes were cast down to where your hips were connected. He sighed softly as he pulled back to look up into your eyes. His eyes were fathomless and you felt yourself getting lost in them. A deep blush had taken over his cheeks and his lips were swollen from your kisses. You bit your lip as you smiled at him. He was so beautiful, and it made you just wanted to tease him. This was your moment.

You brought your hands up to cup his cheeks. “You're it, Holland…” You said stifling a laugh when you heard him groan, knowing that he thought this would all be coming to an end for the night. But, you slowly leaned into him and placed a soft kiss on his enticing kiss swollen lips. He moaned into you and you felt his leg shift forward to support you as his hands slid up your body taking your shirt with them. He paused when his hands reached the underside of your bra. You pulled back nodding your consent with a reassuring smile. Toms jaw tensed as he swallowed the lump in his throat, and you felt his hands trembling slightly as he gripped the fabric of your shirt slowly lifting it up. You helped by reaching both arms above your head as Tom removed your shirt, dropping it to the floor behind him. You watched his face as his eyes drifted down to your chest.

“Bloody hell, daring.” He muttered as he took in the sight of you in your royal blue and crimson lace bra.

You giggled at his reaction. You knew it looked good on you. Your skin was the perfect contrast to those rich colors. And, the way the cups held your breasts, pushing them up and just enough together to give you amazing cleavage. “Had to show my support by wearing your colors, didn’t I?” Your voice was a sultry whisper. “Spider-Man…”

Toms eyes came back up to yours a beautiful devilish smile on his face. His usually bright golden colored eyes were dark like coffee, almost black, with lust as he slammed his lips back to yours immediately slipping his tongue into your mouth. You let out a breathy moan into the kiss. “Ok… this needs to be off.” You mumbled against his lips, bunching the bottom of his shirt in your hands and quickly lifting. “Now!” Tom laughed a little as you ripped his shirt over his head ruffling his hair. You let the shirt fall from your hand to join yours on the floor

You stared into his dark eyes unsure of what to do next. This was further than you had ever gone before. There had been a solid line drawn at taking off clothes when you tagged each other, because you were just friends. But, that line was now a blurry mess behind you. You were starting to feel the nerves you had pushed down returning. They crept back into your mind, telling to you that this was probably a bad idea, and that you should stop before something happened that couldn’t be undone. But, you wanted more of him. Needed more of him. So, you pushed those thoughts away again, and focused only on him. The way his hands held onto your waist, and the way his fingers dug into your soft skin. Almost like he was desperate to keep you there, like you would disappear if he loosened his grip. And, the way he was smiling at you his eyes sparkling with excitement.

Fuck he was gorgeous.

You brought your hands to his hair, and his eyes fluttered closed as you ran your fingers through his curls. You gripped the hair at the back of his head, tugging him closer to you. “Kiss me.” You commanded softly.

Toms eyes drifted open happily giving in to you. Crashing his lips to yours moving his hands to grip your hips again. He pulled your hips to his grinding into you. You gasped breaking the kiss, and rolled your head to the side giving Tom access to your gorgeous neck. He wasted no time attaching his lips to the curve of your neck and you gripped his hair tighter trying to pull him impossibly closer. A breathy moan fell from your lips as he nipped and sucked at the spot until he left a deep purple hickey blooming there for all to see.

He pulled back ignoring your whimpers of protest. Your eyes widened when you saw the mischievous smirk on his face. “You're it, Y/n.”

Your mouth fell open in mild shock, and you ignored the stinging feeling in your chest. Suddenly, you kind of didn’t want to play anymore, and you weren’t sure why. But, you quickly squashed that feeling, furrowing your eyebrows, and pursing your lips in playful competitiveness. You really needed to stop being weird. “It’s on.” You growled as you slammed your lips to his causing him to stumble back taking you with him.

Thank the Lord for his agility, because that would have been a very loud, unexplainable as to why you were half naked alone with Tom in his room in the middle of the night, fall. He spun on his heel and tipped himself forward so your back hit the softness of his bed. While he tried to not crush you when he fell on top of you by letting go of your hips placing them on either side of your body on the bed.

Your head fell back against his bed laughing as you brought a hand down covering your mouth to keep the loud giggles inside. Tom hovered above you smiling as his eyes drifted down your body then back up to your eyes. Your giggles caught in your throat when he brought his lips to the swell of your left breast, and your breathing hitched as he marked this never before explored territory with another hickey. You bit the back of your hand to stifle a moan as Tom shifted to your other breast leaving, yet another, hickey. His right hand came to your left hip, and slowly slid upwards until you could feel his thumb tentatively rubbing the side of your breast.

You stared down at his mess of curls as he worked on your chest. “You know….” you started, but paused to catch your breath. You hadn’t realized you’d stopped breathing. “You can touch them....” You said once your breathing leveled out.

Tom stilled on your chest slowly lifting his head to lock eyes with you. His eyes darted to his hand on your side then back to your face. He still looked unsure. So, you took his hand in yours and guided him to cup your breast. You smiled at him as you saw a new blush spreading across his face and up to his ears. You squeezed his hand causing him to squeeze your breast. Your head rolled back into the bed a loud moan ripped from your throat.

Tom sprung up covering your moan with his mouth. “Shhhh, darling… let’s not wake anyone, yeah?” He whispered against your lips.

You nodded frantically. “Right… sorry.”

He laughed placing his lips back on yours as he squeezed again. You moaned again, this time a bit more controlled, but still loud, even though the sound was fully muffled by Toms mouth. Tom smiled against your lips, and you felt your cheeks heat up in embarrassment from the sounds you were making. Tom slowly slid down your body again leaving a trail of kisses as he went. His lips danced across your stomach along the waistband of your jeans, making you shudder as a spark of fiery pleasure shot through you. Toms hand moved from your breast sliding down to the button of your jeans. Your eyes went wide again as you watched him. You knew you wanted this, but a small part of you was afraid this might all be a little fast.

“Tom…” You breathed barely making a sound fully intending to stop him. To apologize and keep this PG-13.

But, when he began to undo the button and zip down your fly, his dark puppy dog eyes looking up to yours as he waited for your approval, your mind when blank.

Fuck it. You wanted him. Now.

You tentatively nodded, and Tom hooked his thumbs into the belt loops slowly tugging your jeans down. You heard his breath hitch in his throat as you lifted your hips to make it easier for him. His slow movements were driving you crazy. His fingertips dragged down the outside of your legs making you shiver with desire. When your jeans were off, Tom just sat there at the end of the bed staring at you. You watched as his eyes drank in your body, licking his lips at the sight of you in just your underwear.

“Why are you just staring at me?” You squirmed under his gaze crossing your arms over your body and squeezing your thighs together. “It’s not like you’ve never seen me in a bathing suit…”

Tom shook his head making his tousled curls go wild, bouncing side to side, and falling onto his forehead. “No reason, love.” He whispered leaning back over you one hand slowly climbing up the inside of your leg. “Just… realized something, is all.”

You were finding it hard to breathe normally with Toms hand sliding up your thigh. “And… what’s… that,.. Tommy?” You huffed out between ragged breaths Tom groaned at the sound of the nickname you knew he hated, but he always seemed to enjoy when you said it.

Tom kissed your lips and trailed kisses down your neck. “Just… how… beautiful… you… are.” His words ghosted over your skin between hot open mouth kisses.

That was new. He hadn’t really ever said that to you before when you were alone. Anytime, he had said something like that, he was just agreeing with Haz or Harry. Like that time you went all out for a party Tuwaine was throwing. Haz said you looked gorgeous and Tom chimed in with a flippant, ‘yeah… you look really pretty.’ But, never beautiful.

“You’re… just… rea… lizi...” You tried to speak, but between the feeling of Toms hot kisses trailing down your chest, and his feather light fingers reaching the apex of your thighs, you were finding it difficult to find the words.

“What was that, darling?” He asked slightly raising his head as he flashed you an impish smile. The one he always gave you when he was teasing you.

You shook your head. “N… noth...ing.” You managed to force the word out, and Tom chuckled.

Shit he had a beautiful laugh.

Tom ran his middle finger over the center your blue lace panties, sending a shockwave of exhilaration through you, and you almost fell apart right there. Your hips instinctively bucked upward trying to feel more of that intense pleasure as you sucked in a sharp gasp.

“Fuck, darling….” his voice was low and hoarse from lust. “You’re soaked.”

Your face heated up at his words, and you knew you were as red as a cherry. You tried to squeeze your legs shut to feel some sort of relief from the pressure pulsing through your pussy, but Toms hands gripped your thighs holding them open.

“Tommy...” Your voice was pleading. His grip on your thighs tightened a little at the sound of his name, his dark eyes meeting yours. “Please…” you felt tears prick your eyes from the desperate need for release.

His eyes widened. “Shit… did I… do you want to sto…” he sounded so concerned his grip loosened on your thighs. You could see the panic beginning to swirl in his eyes, and you knew he thought he had overstepped some invisible boundary.

You shook your head. “No, Tommy....” You cut him off, as you sat up. You reached up tangling your fingers in his hair, pulling him forward as you pressed your lips to his in a gentle kiss. You felt him relax into you his thumbs rubbing softly on your thighs. You pulled back looking up into his soft golden brown eyes. “Don’t stop.”

You released his hair reaching behind you to unclasp your bra. Oh, shit. Bold move. His attention was fixated on your chest, and you smiled as his eyes almost bugged out of his head when the straps fell over your shoulders. You held the cups in place with one arm as you slowly removed each arm from the straps. Toms eyes shot to yours, and the lustful dark color was back. He brushed a hand up your arm to your shoulder, and he gently pushed you back down onto the bed. You held the fabric to your chest, and smiled at him teasingly.

He cupped your cheek leaning down so his lips were hovering right above yours. “Trying to tease me, love?” He smiled at you suggestively, his tongue running along his bottom lip.

His smile was infectious, and you couldn’t help smiling back at him. “Yep.” You giggled and Tom laughed with you, before crashing his lips back to yours. His tongue slipping into your mouth with ease like that’s where it has always belonged. You abandoned the grip you had on your bra sliding your hands around to his back. Toms hand replaced yours on the bra, and he quickly removed the barrier from your body. He cupped your now bare breast and squeezed a little. You moaned your back arching off the bed. Your hands slipped down his wide muscly back, and came to rest on his perfect little ass. You squeezed his ass pulling him closer to you, and rolling your hips up into his. He groaned at the feeling of your pussy grinding up into his very hard dick that was now painfully straining against his jeans.

“Shit…” he breathed onto your parted lips. You took that as encouragement so you did it again and again, gaining confidence every time he made those noises. And, you wanted him to make many, many more.

You tugged at the waistband of his jeans. “Take these off.” It came out as barely a whisper, but Tom definitely heard you. His body tensed slightly as he pulled back slowly standing up from the bed his hands came to rest on his belt. His eyes never left your body as he moved. You watched him as he unbuckled his belt, undid his button, and unzipped his fly. You bit your bottom lip when he slowly pushed his jeans down. God, he was beautiful, and he fucking knew it.

Your eyes widened at the tent that had formed in his underwear. “Oh…” You found yourself breathless at the sight of him. You sat up, pulling yourself forward on your hands and knees.

“Oh?” He asked looking down seeing his erection, and that adorable light pink color dusted his cheeks again. “Oh.” He straightened up bringing his hands in front of him to cover himself.

“Looks uncomfortable, Tommy.” You slowly crawled over to him. “Here…” You reached out taking his wrists, and pulled them away. “Let me help you.” You slipped off the bed, and knelt on the floor in front of him bringing your hands to his hips. Your fingers curled over the waistband of his Calvin Klein boxer briefs. Your eyes locked with his. “Can I… help you?” You asked biting your lip.

Tom nodded slowly bringing a hand up to cup your cheek. “You… don’t have… to.” He said as he rubbed your cheek with his thumb.

“But… I want… to.” You smiled up at him pulling his underwear down, and his dick sprung free from the confines of the cotton as you let them fall to the floor.

He was huge. Okay, he was the only one you’d ever seen. But, you could tell, he was above average. You had ever done this before. So, you had no idea what you were doing. But, your friends told you pretty detailed stories about sexual adventures they’d had, so you felt like you could do this. You slowly brought your finger up touching the tip, and Tom sucked in a breath at the contact. You looked up at him trapping your tongue between your teeth in a teasing smile. You watched his eyes flutter closed, and his pretty lips parted as you ran your finger down his length. You watched his jaw drop a little when you wrapped your hand around the base and slowly pumped up and down his length. A moan fell from his lips, and you thought that was the prettiest sound in the world. You opened your mouth slightly leaning into him flicking your tongue over the little bead of white collecting on his tip. Salty.

Tom hips bucked forward his hand sliding back into your hair. “Fuck!” He hissed half opening his eyes to look down at you. You were on your knees for him, breasts on full display, and you knew he loved the sight of that.

“Ready, Tommy?” You asked as you continued to pump him slowly.

Tom leaned over capturing your lips quickly. “Yeah… ’m ready.” He nodded as he pulled away.

You licked your lips then opened your mouth, and you kept your eyes on Toms face, wanting to see how good you were making him feel. You wrapped your lips around his tip sucking slightly while swirling your tongue around. Toms eyes squeezed shut as he gripped tighter onto your hair tugging you toward him. His mouth dropped open as he moaned your name. You closed your eyes, and pushed forward your mouth slowly sliding down his dick until you had taken in most of what he had to offer. Your hand covered the rest, and you held yourself there tongue swirling around his dick pulling the most delicious sounds from him.

“Fuck, darling…” he hissed again through clenched teeth.

You pulled back up until your lips were barely kissing his tip. Then slid back down to where your hand was at the base. You began a steady rhythm bobbing up, and down on his throbbing dick, your hand moving with your lips, pumping him as you sucked and swirled your tongue along his length. Tom hips bucked to the same rhythm, both of his hands tangled in your hair pulling you closer with each thrust.

“Y/n… if you… mmmm… don’t…” He was trying to speak between moans and breaths. “Stop… I’m gonna… ooooh… Stop!” He said as he pushed you back your mouth releasing him with a loud wet pop.

You sat back on your knees and looked up at him with concern. “Did I do something wrong?” You asked as you wiped your mouth with the back of your hand.

“Fuck… no… I just…” his chest was heaving trying to catch his breath. “I don’t want this to end yet.” He took your hands pulling you up, and you stood in front of him bringing your hands to his chest.

“Did it feel good?” You asked a little worry creeping into your tone.

“Oh yes, darling…” he said sliding his hands up your arms. “Almost too good.” He lifted your chin. “Where the hell did you learn that?”

“Emily.” You said shrugging your shoulders as your eyes met his.

“Well, shit… remind me to thank her!” He teased leaning his forehead against yours.

You laughed tilting your face up as if you were going to kiss him, but stopped just short of his lips. “You’re it, Holland.” You said teasingly, even though you felt your chest tighten as the words fell from your mouth. Only playing, because he clearly still wanted to play.

He laughed, eyebrows furrowing, as he shook his head, and closed the distance kissing you. “It’s your turn…” He said brushing his lips against yours. “To feel good.” He moved to your neck revisiting the purpling mark he left earlier. His hands slid down your chest cupping your breasts as he squeezed and rolled your nipples between his fingers.

Your head fell to the side. “Tomm….” you moaned his name and your thighs squeezed together again. Tom must have noticed because he slid one hand down your body, and into your panties. His fingers danced around your wet folds searching for the spot that would make you fall apart. You bucked your hips as he teased you. “Please… Tom…” You pleaded. Tom smiled against your neck before dipping his finger further in. He brushed against your clit. Your eyes went wide, you sucked in a shaky breath, and your legs quivered.

He noticed that reaction, and brushed over your clit again. “There, darling?” He asked beginning to draw small circles over your clit.

“Yes… mmmm.. there, Tommy…” you said clutching his head to your chest trying to hold yourself up. You felt that familiar pressure building inside you like a coil slowly being wound tighter and tighter until it was ready to snap. Your legs began to shake and you couldn’t hold yourself up anymore. You fell back onto his bed, but he followed not breaking contact. His fingers continued to swirl on your clit, and you were starting to see stars. You bit your lip again to restrain a moan that would have been very loud. Tom saw how close you were to falling over the edge, and removed his fingers.

“Hey… why’d you… “ you were asking, but Tom cut you off by tugging on your panties.

“Can I?” He asked mimicking your question from moments ago.

You nodded quickly. “Yes… please yes.” You said in a rush.

Tom laughed as he knelt beside the bed. He pulled your panties off, and hooked your legs over his shoulders. “Ready, Y/n?” He mimicked you again, and you could feel his warm breath on your wet throbbing core.

“Yes!” You breathed out. “I’m read…Aaaaah!”

He cut you off by licking a stripe up your folds. His tongue quickly found your clit, and he flicked and swirled his tongue around it, sometimes dropping his tongue down to dart in and out of your core. A string of moans of his name and curses fell from your lips as he worked you over. Your hands found their way into his hair, and your hips bucked up grinding into his mouth instinctively. The coil inside you was about to snap. And, it was going to snap hard.

“To...om… I… I think I’m… about… to…” You tried to warn him through breathless gasps for air, so he could pull away.

But, he didn’t pull away. He brought a hand up, slowly inserting his middle finger curling it up hitting a whole new pleasure center, and attached his lips to your clit gently sucking it while still flicking it with his tongue.

“Ooooooh… shhiiiiit…” You gasped as your back lifted off the bed. Toms other hand came up to hold your hips down so he could keep working. “Fuck! Fuckfuckfuckfuck….” You said as you felt that coilin pleasure tighten beyond its capabilities.

Tom added another finger to your core, and the feel of them stretching you open made you want to scream. You clamped your hands over your mouth to keep that from happening as your hips bucked, and your toes curled.

“You taste so good, Y/n…” He praised, pumping his fingers in and out of you faster, and his voice barely reached you through your climbing arousal. “Cum for me, love.” He punctuated his words by roughly pressing his thumb to your clit.

That did it.

The winding coil snapped, euphoria flooding through you. You screamed into your hands as waves of ecstasy washed over you repeatedly. Your body quivered, and you saw stars in your vision as your eyes screwed shut. You felt a rush of wetness between your legs as Tom worked you through your orgasm continuing to pump his fingers in and out of you. Only removing his fingers from you once your shaking and shuddering had stopped. You watched as he brought his fingers that were dripping with your juices to his mouth. He slowly sucked them clean keeping his eyes on yours as he hummed at the taste of you. Your chest was heaving from the intensity of your orgasm. That was a first for you. This was nothing but firsts for you. And, a small nagging thought wondered if this was a first for him too.

Tom pulled himself up and over your body. “How was that?” He asked as he brought his lips down to yours. You could taste yourself on him and you felt your arousal building again as the pressure began to pulse in the pit of your stomach.

“Mmmm… it was… alright.” You said teasingly trying to hide your smile at the offended look on his face.

Tom pulled back looking down at you with raised eyebrows. “Alright? Just alright?”

You laughed pulling him back down to you. “It was amazing, Tommy.” You said kissing him again. “I’ve never felt anything like that.”

Tom smiled shaking his head at you. “Well… we don’t have to be done yet.” He said glancing down. Your eyes followed his gaze, and you could see his still very erect dick. Your eyes widened, and your arousal amplified at the thought of him being inside you. “I mean… we can stop… if you’re… not...” He stammered afraid you’d want to stop now. And, you knew you should. Knew this was the line, that once crossed, could never be uncrossed. But, in this moment, you didn’t care. You wanted more. As much as he would let you have.

“Do you… have… um… a…” You felt weird asking if he had a condom. And, you felt yourself blush at the thought.

“Yeah… yeah I do.” He said reaching to his nightstand pulling out an unopened box of condoms. Your eyes widened as he shook the box at you.

“Where did you get those?” You asked laughing a little at how flustered you both suddenly were after what you’d just done to each other.

“Tuwaine… joke gift… last years birthday.” He muttered as he tore into the box, and ripped one silver square open with his teeth. “Was difficult to explain to my mum.”

You laughed shaking your head. “How did I not know about this?” Your eyes met his which were sparkling with laughter.

“Because…” He said as he slowly rolled the condom down his dick. “I threatened everyone with pain of death if they said anything to you.”

“Why?” You snorted, scooting up the bed as Tom followed crawling over you, and settling between your legs.

“Because, it was embarrassing!” He said a little too loud.

You laughed pulling him down to you. “Shhhhh!” You kissed him letting him deepen it for a moment before pulling back. “Don’t wanna get caught now, do we?” You asked smiling up at him.

“Absolutely not.” His smile widened as he shook his head. He gripped himself positioning himself at your entrance. “Are you sure?” He asked locking eyes with you.

You stared up into his big brown eyes. Strangely, all your nerves were gone. Pushed too deep down to surface now, and stop this before you crossed the line you could never come back from. You cupped his cheeks pulling his forehead down to yours. “I’ve never been more sure of anything.”

Tom nodded against you, and pushed forward. His dick slowly slid into you filling you up in the best way. Your head dropped back onto the bed and your mouth fell open. You groaned at the sensation of his dick stretching you out. It was definitely nothing like his fingers. Your walls clenched around him at the slight pain you were feeling, and your face scrunched up.

Tom stopped moving. “Are you okay?” He asked breathless from the way your inner walls were squeezing him. And, you could tell by the strained tone in his voice, that he was trying, so very hard, not to just thrust all the way in until he was buried inside you.

“I’ll be fine… don’t stop.” You said giving him a small smile. Tom nodded as he pushed into you until he bottomed out. “Shit!” You cursed as pain shot through your core. Tears pricked your eyes, clamping them shut as you squeezed his waist between your knees.

“Hey…” Tom whispered bringing his hand to your cheek. “Did I hurt you?”

You nodded eyes still screwed shut in pain.

“Shit… sorry! Uh… do you want me to…” Tom stuttered his tone panicked as started to pull out.

“No!” You said wrapping your arms around his neck, and locking your ankles at his back to keep him in place. “Please don’t… just stay…still… for a minute.”

Tom nodded relaxing a little, and settling back into you. “So… um… what should we do?” Tom seemed nervous, buried deep inside you, but unable to move. It was suddenly so awkward. “While we wait?” You could see that his mind was racing, and to be honest so was yours. You needed a distraction. Something to take the focus off of this awkward situation.

You cupped his cheeks pulling his face closer to yours. “Just kiss me.” Your words brushed against his lips as you pulled him into you. He pressed his lips to yours sweeping his tongue into your mouth. As your tongues danced together Toms hand slid up your stomach to your chest his fingers rolling over your nipple, and you began to forget the pain as soft muffled moans passed from your lips to his. And, soon him being inside you started to feel good. You began to slowly grind your hips up into his trying to get some friction to help alleviate the growing pressure between your legs. He moaned into the kiss at your movements pulling back to rest his forehead against yours. “You can move now.” You unlocked your ankles allowing him to move freely.

“Okay… if you need me to stop… tell me, yeah?” He asked as he slowly pulled out to the tip. You nodded biting your lip hard at the sensation of him moving, and you held your breath as he slowly pushed back in. His next few thrusts were just as slow and restrained, trying to make sure he didn’t hurt you. He dropped a few curses at how good you felt around his dick. You felt yourself slowly climbing back up to that euphoric feeling. Too slow. You needed him to move faster.

“Tommy?” You asked lightly gripping his chin, and lifted his head up so his eyes met yours.

“Yeah?” He asked trying to concentrate on his measured movements.

“Please…” You said kissing his lips, and his movements slowed, thinking you wanted him to stop. “Go faster.”

Tom smiled against your lips, hiking your leg up and hooking it on his hip. “As you wish, darling.” He grunted as he increased his speed. Your head fell back onto the bed and you moaned his name into the back of your hand. Tom began thrusting into you harder and faster. You were losing yourself in the rush of sensual pleasure as you bit your lip again trying to hold back rapturous screams. Tom grabbed your hand lacing his fingers with yours as he locked eyes with you. “Fuck… Y/n… I’m… close…” He stammered as he continued to slam into you as fast as he could.

“Oh my fuck…. shit, Tommy… me too… please just… a little more.” You screwed your eyes shut, your breaths coming out in short airy pants. You felt like you were going to explode from how tight the coil was. “Fuck…fuck…”

Tom was obviously determined to make you cum again before him. His head fell into the crook of your neck, and he sucked on the skin there trying to push you into ecstasy once more. “Cum… for me… come on… one more time...” Tom said as he pounded into you faster. You could feel his hips stutter a bit, and you knew he was barely hanging on. “I know… you’re… close… I can… feel it…” Tom slipped his hand between your bodies finding your clit, and started rubbing tight circles on the sensitive little bud.

Your eyes snapped open and you bucked your hips up to meet his thrusts. “Fuck!! Tom!!!” You almost screamed as white hot pleasure coursed through you. You were almost there… just… a little…

“Fuck, Y/n!!” Tom grunted and he dropped his head against your shoulder. He bit the skin there so he wouldn’t cry out as he came. His hips faltered as his orgasm hit him hard. You felt goosebumps crawling over his skin as his orgasm coursed through him. He kept thrusting through his climax trying to get you there too. The feeling of his teeth on your skin, his fingers on your clit, his dick slamming into you, and the sound of his grunts and moans into your shoulder, pushed you over that edge again.

“Shit!! Fuck!! Fuckfuckfuck… Tooooommy!!!” You tried to stay quiet moaning into his neck as you felt that sweet release. Your hips bucked into his, your fingernails digging into his back as they raked down the skin there trying to pull him closer to you. Your body quivered and shook as pure ecstasy crashed through you over and over. Tom slowed his thrusts as he worked you through your high. When your orgasm subsided Tom came to a halt still buried inside you. Both of you were silent, just holding onto each other. Both of your chests were heaving from the exertion of what just happened.

After a few moments Tom pulled back looking down at you. “Y/n… that… was...” Tom shook his head trying to find the words.

“Crazy? That… was crazy, right?” You finished a slight nervous edge to your voice as you smiled up at him.

He laughed as he nodded, leaning down to capture your lips. “Crazy Amazing!!”

He slowly pulled out of you, and you whimpered at the loss of that full feeling. He chuckled at your reaction. “You alright, love?” He asked rolling off you. You sighed and nodded while Tom removed the condom, tying it off, and tossing it in the bin next to his bed.

“I’m a mess, though.” You said feeling the wet gooeyness pooling between your legs.

“Here…” Tom said grabbing a shirt off the floor, and leaned over to clean you up then tossed the shirt in a hamper. He laid back down beside you, and silence fell over the room.

Reality started to set in, your anxiety flared, and your mind began to race in the quiet of his room. What had you just done? Did Tom love you now? Or, was that all part of the game? This was a stupid thing to do. And, there was no going back now. He would never be just a friend you played this stupid game of tag with. He was leaving in the morning and you didn’t have enough time to think. You needed to talk to him, but how? You had no idea where to start and you definitely didn’t want to fuck up your friendship by forcing your feelings on him. Silent tears fell down your cheeks before you could stop them. You sucked in a shaky breath which caught Toms attention.

His eyes snapped in your direction, and his face fell at the sight of you. “Hey…. hey…” He tried to soothe you, rolling over so he was hovering over you, his post sex euphoric haze dissipating as he wiped away your tears. “Y/n… what’s wrong?” His voice was soft and so sincere it only made you cry more.

“Nothing… sorry… I’m… just really… going… to miss you!” You forced the words out through shaky breaths. It wasn’t a lie, but it wasn’t the whole truth either. How could you tell him that him leaving tomorrow was going to crush you? How could you tell him this was a mistake when he was looking at you like that? With sincerity and concern? He was your best friend. You needed to be strong, and supportive of him achieving his dreams. But, the thought that this amazing night would come to an end with the rising of the sun, and you’d be left alone with the heartbreak kept running through your head. The tears fell faster now as you sobbed harder.

Tom sat up leaning back against the wall, pulling you up with him, and wrapped his arms around your naked shaking body. He held you close as you cried into the crook of his neck. And, you knew he could sense something else, something more, was bothering you. He always had a way of knowing what you were thinking or feeling. It was his annoying little real life super power.

“I’m going to miss you too, darling.” He cooed into your ear. “But… what else is bothering you?” His question didn’t shock you, but you flinched in his arms anyway, shaking your head against him.

“N… noth...” You couldn't even finish your little lie.

Tom pulled back to look down at you, resting his forehead against yours. “Don’t do that… come on… talk to me.” His soft golden brown eyes stared into yours, and you broke.

“This… was… a mistake.” You choked out through shaky breaths.

Continue to Part 3b

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