Tom Holland Imagines

Forever Yours//T.H.

This is a rewrite of Prohibited Love with an entire different storyline but about the same concept! It's been a while since I wrote that and while I like it, I feel like I could've taken it in a better direction, which was how this was born. I hope you guys like it :)

Her warm hands slowly trailed up and down his body as she wrapped the tape measure around his shoulders. Truth was, Y/N could barely concentrate with the feeling of his hot breath on her neck as she scribbled down the measurements on her small notebook.

After a few minutes, Y/N finally finished writing down the measurements she needed. She got up from the small stool to place the notebook on her cluttered desk. She looked back at the prince, who was now lying down on her small bed, still shirtless. Y/N smiled softly at him.

Never did Y/N think she’d find herself in such a predicament. She, a maid, dating a prince. It had been a well-kept secret for a long time and God knows what the King or the Royal Court would do if they ever found out.

"Are you finished, my love?" Tom asked with a smile on his lips as he watched Y/N graciously walk back to her spot on the bed. Y/N smiled back and nodded.

"I have the idea, but I cannot really concentrate when you look like that," She giggled, "Gosh, put a shirt on," Y/N told him jokingly as she threw his white button-up shirt at him. 

It was a rare occasion for them to be alone while she took his measurements for his suits, but it just so happened that one of the other maids that would usually keep them company was sick and in bed. 

Tom threw the shirt to the floor, ignoring her petition completely, “Like you hate it.”

The young maid rolled her eyes at his comment and then looked at the prince expectantly. She wasn't sure if he'd stay and sleep with her as he would sometimes, or if he'd go back to his room. She was hoping it’d be the former because they had barely spent time together in the past few weeks, "Will you stay?"

"If you want me to, I won't put up any resistance," He replied simply as he skimmed through the book that had previously been sitting on her nightstand. It was one of the few books Y/N still had in her possession after having to sell the rest during times when she had nothing to eat.

“Lie down with me,” He pleaded, a smile still dancing on his lips. Y/N agreed, completely exhausted from everything she had done that day. She reached for the back of the simple and old dress she was wearing. Y/N pulled on the pink ribbon and let it come undone. She stepped out of her maid dress, leaving her in her corset and thin dress she had to wear underneath.

She sat down on the edge of the bed and spoke up, “Can you please untie the corset?” Y/N moved her hair to the side.

“Sure,” Tom smiled as he undid the bow that held her corset together. After Y/N took off the corset, Tom slid the straps of her dress down her shoulders as he left a trail of kisses down her neck and left shoulder while she moaned softly at the feeling of his teeth softly nipping at her exposed skin. His touch was light, but he still managed to leave goosebumps behind as his warm lips touched her soft skin.

Y/N stood up and let the dress fall to the floor. She walked up to the brown trunk sitting in the corner of the room and pulled out one of her thin night gowns. She slipped it on her body and walked back to where Tom was lying down and got into bed next to him.

The bed was so small it forced the two of them to be so close their noses were about to touch. Y/N had always loved how intimate and domestic it was to be so close to Tom, to have the chance to go to sleep with him and if lucky, wake up to admire how pretty he looked while he slept.

His hand cupped her chin, making her look into his eyes. Tom looked so deep in thought as he held her. Y/N found it amusing and giggled as she leaned in to kiss his forehead, "What's got you so distracted, darling?"