𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤

Can You Two Keep It Down?!* - T.H

Parings → Tom Holland x Reader

Warnings →Smut implications, sexual content, loud noises, mild profanity, humor, teasing, embarrassment.

Summary →During quarantine, Tom and Y/n struggle to stay quiet during late-night activities, annoying Harry, Harrison, and Tuwaine with their noise.

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The quarantine had been... eventful, to say the least. You and Tom had been stuck indoors for weeks, and let's just say, you both found plenty of ways to keep busy.

It started off innocent-movie nights, baking fails, playing video games. But soon, all that built-up tension turned into something else entirely. Now, most nights ended with the two of you tangled up in the sheets, barely bothering to keep quiet.

There was just one problem.

Harry, Harrison, and Tuwaine were also quarantined with you. And by now, they knew exactly what you two got up to every night.

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It was past midnight, and the house was quiet. Well, mostly quiet.

Tom hovered over you, his lips pressing against yours as he moved between your legs, each thrust sending waves of pleasure through you. The mattress creaked beneath you, the headboard knocking against the wall in rhythm with Tom's movements.

"Fuck-Tom-" you gasped, arching your back as he grinned down at you.

"Shh, darling," he teased, his voice low and breathy. "Unless you want to give them an even better show."

You rolled your eyes but couldn't stop the next moan that slipped from your lips. Tom groaned in response, his fingers gripping your hips as he buried his face in the crook of your neck. The heat between you intensified, the room filled with nothing but heavy breathing, moans, and the rhythmic squeak of the bed.

Then-

BANG BANG BANG.

A loud, irritated fist slammed against the wall from the other side.

"FOR FUCK'S SAKE, CAN YOU TWO KEEP IT DOWN?! I'M TRYING TO SLEEP!" Harry's voice rang out, muffled but very much pissed off.

You instantly froze, eyes wide as you slapped a hand over your mouth. Tom, on the other hand, didn't stop. Not even for a second. If anything, he chuckled, dipping down to press a kiss to your jaw.

"Guess we woke them up again," he whispered with a smirk.

You smacked his shoulder, whispering, "Tom, stop-"

"Why?" he hummed, his pace never faltering. "If we stop now, then they'll know they won."

"Oh my god, they already know!" you hissed, your face burning in embarrassment.

"HEY, I'M SERIOUS, SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Harry's voice came again, followed by another loud thud against the wall.

Tom just grinned. "Just ignore him, love."

A second later, another voice joined in.

"Oh my god, again?! Jesus, it's every single night! Do you two ever take a break?" That was Harrison.

Tuwaine groaned from down the hall. "I swear to God, if I hear one more moan, I'm sleeping in the car."

You buried your face in Tom's shoulder, mortified. "I hate you," you muttered.

Tom only laughed, pressing another kiss to your lips. "No, you don't."

Another loud bang against the wall. "I MEAN IT, TOM. SHUT UP."

Harrison snorted. "I give up. I'm putting my AirPods in."

You exhaled in frustration, shoving at Tom's chest. "Okay, okay, we should stop-"

Tom smirked, kissing you again. "Oh, we're finishing this, darling. We're just gonna have to be a little more quiet."

Easier said than done.

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