Tom Holland Imagines

My baby (smut)

Mob!tom x reader

Tom had left early this morning for a meeting. He'd told you he'd be back by afternoon but it was almost night and he wasn't back. You tried calling him but it went straight to voicemail.

All of a sudden the main gate opened and you caught a sight of your boyfriend, you sprinted towards him and caught him in your arms. He snuggled into the crook of your neck and whispered sweet nothings to calm you. You had been worried sick about him. "Sorry baby, the car broke down and I was fixing  it but then Haz insisted on doing it and got it all wrong, my phone's dead and he forgot his in the office. I'm fine,see, nothing happened."

"For fucks sake Tom, don't worry me like that!"
He gave you a long passionate kiss nd whispered in your ear, "Let me make it up to My baby."
You went into the bedroom while sharing a lazy yet passionate kiss.
“I want you Tommy.” And those were the only words he needed to push his hips against yours, making you moan until he silenced them with his lips. You desperately tried to get more friction over the shorts, but Tom now pinned your wrists with only one hand, his other on your waist, moving up until his thumb was rubbing your nipple through the thin black fabric of your bra.
“Take it off.” You said breath like, as you continued to push your hips into his. “So impatient. I can feel those perky nipples of yours.” He said before grinding up, causing you to whimper and push against his hand. “You missed me.” He nipped at your neck. He said forcing your lips open with his tongue. You moaning.
You couldn’t respond. Only light moans coming when you felt his fingers pinch your nipples through your bra. “Want me to let go of your hands baby?” Tom said licking up your throat, causing you to nod eagerly, goosebumps rising on your skin even though you felt your body burning.
"Please", you breathed out.
“Please? What do you want?” Tom said with a smirk, as he pulled away slightly to shrug your shirt off. Your hands quickly got back onto him after the shirt was off. Your hand slightly tugging on the curls making him grunt. “Want me to touch you?” He said licking your lips, before sucking on your jaw waiting for you to answer.
“Cmon,” you groaned, as his hand squeezed your ass. Tom smiled against your neck, slowly pulling away, your eyes looking over him, before you were wrapping your arms around his neck. Tom chuckled lightly, wrapping an arm back around you. As he pushed his clothed cock against you. He said captured your bottom lip, his hand coming up your back and unclasping your bra. “Now lets see those pretty fucking titties of yours.” He said as he took the rest off, tossing it aside. He leaned back slightly, so he can get a view of your breasts pushing up, as it rose and fell with each breath. “Oh fuck.” He said, his chest clenching trying not to get too excited from seeing his your tits. You held on to his wrist, not wanting him to go any further.
“T-Tom,” you said trying to squeeze your thighs together but he quickly placed his leg, stopping you.
“What’s wrong?” He said cocking his head to the side as his thumb rolled over your nipple, watching your eyes flutter shut for a second. “Ah I see, want me to touch you, down there angel?” He said licking his lips as he watched you nod. “Want me to take those shorts off you?” He said leaning in closer and pushing his thigh up against your core, and rubbing it. You moaned, your head moving to the side letting Tom kiss your chest, and pinch your nipple.
“Please.” You let out softly, grinding slightly on his thigh. Tom bit his lip, exhaling against your neck.“Want me to see your pretty pussy?” He said, rubbing his cock against your thigh. Your hand clutched his trousers, as you moaned.
“Tommy.” You moaned. Tom bit his lip, letting his hands go down, and soon his mouth was sucking your nipple as the other held the inside of your thigh, his thumb pushing against your clit through the shorts.
Your hand tugged on his hair, making him look up. “Cmon babygirl, let me take my time, wanna feel you.” He said, looking up at you with innocent lust blown eyes. You sighed letting him lap at your breasts until you were only in your thong. “Fuck, I see right through this y/n/n.” Tom said staring up at your white see through thong. He groaned seeing the wet patch, his mouth kissing right above it. You moaned, your head going back. “So wet, because of me?” He said watching you moan a yes as he pushed a thumb against it. Tom pressed a kiss against the thin fabric, his tongue pushing and tasting. And before you know it, no warning, he pushed the thong aside, his tongue diving in quickly, you moaned loudly, your hand on his shoulder as you brought your leg up higher to let his tongue go in deeper.