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student!reader x tutor!hollis
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a/n: hi does anyone remember me lol sorry for disappearing lol i started this fic in april and now it’s july im such a chud this is so rushed but i hope it satisfies u guys for now the next part will be better and longer but ill start writing again like in september or something lollll also it takes so long colour coding all of the fucking lines so u guys better be grateful anyways thank u for all the love ive been receiving <2 kisses NOT PROOF READ IM LAZY
wc: 2.2k
you make it into school, you quickly check your phone and see 12 messages from your bestfriend. the top one reads, ‘fine i’ll just go to lesson by myself’
you speed walk to your best friends classroom and stand outside the door staring through the glass. she’s on the front row and you desperately try to get her attention by jumping around and waving your arms around. her head finally raises, and she shoots you a confused expression before mouthing the words ‘where the fuck were you?’ you beckon for her to come outside but she shakes her head and continues writing. you tut and roll your eyes. you figure if you’re already late, a few more minutes wouldn’t really affect anyone. you make your way into the bathroom and head into the end stall, pulling your phone out.
- ☏
you: thank u for dropping me, even tho it was abit late 😹
you: i’m not going to lesson yet, i hope you’re not driving so im not distracting you
hollis: you’re not distracting me don’t worry
hollis: i’ve got two hands ;)
hollis: and get to lesson you naughty girl or i won’t be picking u up
you: hollis put ur phone away do u have a fucking death wish
hollis: calm yourself, my eyes r on the road
you: yea but if ur driving 100mph obviously there’s a bigger problem here
hollis: im actually only driving 92 right now
you: fuck off
hollis: u better keep that attitude when i see u
you: pick me up where u usually do
hollis: yes ma’am
hollis: now get to ur lesson & text me during ur break
you: peace
- ☏
you lock your phone & slide it into your blazer pocket. you tidy yourself up, tighten your tie, tuck your shirt in & rolls your skirt up a few times. you leave the stall and head to your lesson.
you push the classroom door open gently. ‘sorry i’m late..’ you mumble. your teacher rolls her eyes and barley looks at you. ‘30 minute detention after school.’
‘what?’
‘i said, that’s a 30 minute detention after school. was i clear that time?’
‘but i’ve never been late to your lesson before, the bus was late.’ you plead.
‘stop feeding me with these lies, i watched you walk past the classroom 20 minutes ago. that’ll be an extra 10 minutes for lying to me. go sit down before you get yourself into more trouble.’
you nod your head and drag your feet to your desk, slumping down into your seat & slamming your backpack down to the floor. you fold your arms and slouch in your chair, not bothering to open your book or grab a pen from your bag because there’s 15 minutes of the lesson left.
your phone buzzes silently in your pocket, 2 times. you slyly lift your phone out of tour pocker and place it in your lap, sliding half of it under your skirt so your teacher doesn’t see. hollis.
- ☏
hollis: i’ll pick u up after school
hollis: tell ur mama you’re not coming home tonight
- ☏
you raise an eyebrow. the teacher starts pacing around the classroom so you quickly slide your phone fully under your skirt, waiting for her to pass. she creeps up behind you & leans over your shoulder. ‘see me after class.’ you roll your eyes and nod, you’re guessing she saw your phone & she’ll just extend your detention even further.
the bell rings, student rush out of the small door & you stay seated. once everyone’s left, you make your way, slowly, to the teachers desk. you fumble with your thumbs & pick the skin off your ring finger while waiting for your teacher to say something.
‘is there anything you’d like to say to me?’
‘i’m sorry.’
‘for?’
‘for being late to your lesson and for lying.’
‘thank you, y/n. you’re a good kid, you know. you just need to try a bit harder.’
you nod.
‘i’ll take the detention off just this once, i feel i was a bit harsh this time around. but please, why did you not want to come into my class?’
‘i came in late and i wanted to talk to my friend first, im sorry.’
she tuts. ‘i understand. i take it that’s your friend?’ she tilts her head forward, signaling for you to look behind you.
‘yeah. that’s her.’
‘i wouldn’t want to keep you any longer, please do not be late to my lesson again or i will have no choice but to give you a detention, which i know you wouldn’t be happy with.’
‘thank you, i wont let it happen again.’ you plaster a fake smile over your face then wipe it clean off your face once you turn around.
you open the door and you’re met with your bestfriend. ‘the fuck was that about?’
‘she gave me a detention, i was late because i came to your class first.’
‘you were only outside my classroom for like 5 mins how was she that angry to give you a detention?’
your eyes widen. ‘i went to the bathroom after, then lost track of time, i was on tiktok the whole time. and also she took the detention off me.’
‘that’s good. what you doing after school? feels like you haven’t come round mine in like ages!’ your bestfriend shoves you playfully.
‘oh yeah, i don’t think i can come round today though im sorry.’
‘why not? it’s friday!’
‘yeah i know, but my moms being a bit weird.’
‘she’s never said you can’t come round mine though! please just ask it feels like we haven’t spoken in forever.’
‘look, i’m sorry i just can’t tonight. i promise i will some other time. maybe tomorrow afternoon?’
‘oh. yeah whatever i’ll see if im doing anything.’ your bestfriend replies coldly.
you place your hands on her shoulders. ‘i’m sorry, i mean it. i really wish i could, i just can’t.’
‘why are you being so fucking weird? you’ve never been late to school before and now you don’t even wanna talk to me? what have i done?’
‘you haven’t done anything i’m sorry, i just really can’t today. my mom got mad at me over my grades & she doesn’t want me out of the house on school days because she wants me studying.’
‘i know that’s fucking bullshit because you came round mine on tuesday. can you just tell me why you’re being a weird ass bitch lately?’
‘i don’t know what to tell you, maybe i just don’t wanna go to your fucking house have you ever thought of that?’
‘woah y/n, i don’t know what’s gotten into you but whatever it is, i hope you figure it out. on your fucking own.’ your bestfriend turns around and walks away from you. you’re left alone in the empty corridor, watching your bestfriend walk away like your feelings don’t matter. like they never mattered. like she’s the only one that can be mean, and when you finally bite back youre the only person at fault.
she turns the corner and you’re will frozen in place. your phone buzzes again.
- ☏
hollis: how abt u go home to get some clothes then i’ll pick u up?
you: yeah, sounds good
you: i think me and my bestfriend fell out
hollis: shit, u good?
you: idk
hollis: poor baby i’m sorry
hollis: we can talk abt it when i see u if u want
you: there’s not much to say but she’s noticed i’ve been weird
you: cuz yk i haven’t went to her place in like forever
hollis: how come?
you: maybe because i’ve been at your place the whole time?
hollis: it’s only been once wtf u talking about
you: well i didn’t mean it like that but if u count tutor
you: i’ve been with you nearly all week after school
hollis: i think ur being abit dramatic, if u don’t wanna be w me, don’t
you: no i do i do
hollis: then don’t complain angel
hollis: i’ll see u after school
you: why are u being mean to me?
hollis: i’m not being mean baby, i’m sorry it seems that way
hollis: i’m being honest
you: you’ve gone abit cold tho
hollis: i’m sorry pretty, i’ll make it up to you
hollis: now don’t stress urself too much
hollis: go to ur lesson, i’ll pick u up & drop u off at ur place then i’ll take u back to mine
hollis: sound good?
you: my mom can’t see u
hollis: i’ll park round the corner
you: sure
you: see u soon
hollis: see u baby
- ☏
you slide your phone back into your blazer pocket and stare blankly at the floor. your bestfriend basically broke your friendship off, hollis is starting to be mean, what if these are his true colours? you brush it off, you’ve got bigger things to worry about, like what you’re gonna wear to hollis’ place.
- ㅤꨄ︎
school was a blur. the final bell rings & you he’s outside through the huge green school gates. kids flood the streets & you search depseratley for that black mercedes. you turn a corner, staring right at the space where hollis always parks, but it’s empty. you frown & cross your arms. you reach for your phone to check if he’s messaged you, if he’s running late or he’s found a new space. nothing. your eyes widen and go glossy. he definitely told you he’s picking you up, right?
- ☏
hollis: to ur left :)
- ☏
you look to your left, and there he is. his dark tinted windows. nearly matching the shade of black his car is plastered. you smile and jog over to his car. ‘hollis you fucking- oh my god.’ you open the car door and you’re met with a huge bouquet of all kinds of pink, white & red flowers. ‘for me?’
‘yes for you angel.’
‘hollis-‘
‘get in the car quickly.’
he grabs the bouquet off the seat and lets you sit down before handing it back over to you.
‘thank you. so so much.’
‘anytime. put your address into the maps.’
you lean forward and start typing on hollis’ ipad thing in the middle of his car.
‘here.’
‘not too far. will your mom ask about the flowers?’
‘definitely, i’ll just say they’re for her.’
‘will she believe you?’
‘probably not, but she’ll have no choice but to.’
hollis giggles. ‘now tell me, what happened with this friend of yours?’
‘i don’t even know, she claims i’m acting weird recently because i haven’t been to her house in ages, which i understand because i used to basically live over at her place. but then she was kinda yelling at me then i snapped, then she just walked off from me.’
‘thats rough, i’m sorry baby. things will get better though! i’m sure you’ll make up. do you argue often?’
‘not really, but when we do, it’s really bad.’
‘oh i bet, you teenagers are real hard work.’
you raise an eyebrow.
‘what?’ you glance over at him, he’s chewing gum, his jaw moving like a reflex. what other teenagers does he take round his place?
‘what do you mean what? i’m a tutor. all i do is spend time with kids that don’t wanna fucking learn.’
‘i hate how you always mention that.’
‘mention what?’
‘that. like, you always mention stuff about kids my age. do you take anyone else to your house?’
‘bro. y/n, calm it. it’s only you, we’ve been over this.’
‘but it’s weird.’
‘don’t paint me put to be a weirdo.’
‘i’m not fucking doing that! i’m just saying you bring it up a lot and it feels like i’m not the only girl you have something going on with.’
‘y/n look at me.’ hollis speeds up and stares right at you. ‘i only want you.’
you push his head so he’s facing the road again. ‘don’t do that shit.’
‘you seem to be really emotional. is everything okay?’
‘i’m not emotional.’
‘you sure? you overthink a lot too.’
‘thats just how i am.’
‘great.’
hollis taps the steering wheel with his fingers, matching the beat of the song.
‘you can’t tell anyone about this, about us. got it?’
‘i won’t.’
‘i fucking mean it.’
‘i mean it too.’
‘how old are you again?’
‘?’
‘thats not that bad, i’m only 22.’
you go silent.
‘y/n’
you look at him.
he makes a turn towards a parking lot for a shopping centre.
‘what are you doing?’
‘i can’t focus on two things at once, ‘n we need to speak.’
‘about?’
‘this. you don’t say much when i try, and we need actually need to speak ahout whatever this is.’
‘it isn’t anything.’
‘no? it’s not?’
you shake your head.
hollis pulls the hand break and leans over the centre console, brushing the hair out of your face & tucking it neatly behind your ear. he silently asks for consent by bringing his face closer to yours. you part your lips and don’t move away, thats his confirmation. his gently presses his lips against yours, cupping your face with one hand while keeping another on the wheel. you pull away & hollis takes himself off you completely. he doesn’t say anything, but he watched your gaze carefully. you don’t take your eyes off his, but you don’t know what to say. hollis tilts his head. ‘you taste nice.’
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girl when are we getting practice papers back blink twice if you need help 😰😰
blinks once i’m fine 🙂 i think it’s boring as fuck do nothings motivation me to write , i might at some point but rn im in a situationship w this twink he has hair like rommulas and a build like prime twink 2hollis 🤤
mija come back pls practice papers is not “boring as fuck” it makes me feel better about my boring life, I’ve reread it 3x this week 😿😿
ok mijo ❤️❤️❤️ much love to everyone it will be making a comeback but ina while because i forgot where i left off , also i wanna start skateboarding people gonna tips pls thanks
Please do another part of practice papers please I beg
whaaaat i actually thought it was boring as fuck 😭 gonna need to start writing at some point
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hollis x fem!reader
a/n: AAAA ITS BEEN AAAGES i’ve missed everyone and im so fucking sorry for being inactive !! i know this isn’t what people wanted but i found this sat in my notes app half finished and i thought maybe i could finish this and atleast it would be something new since its deadass been so fucking long since ive given you guys anything, again im sorry! i’m so unmotivated & i know i have so many fics that needs part 2s and stuff but im STILL so unmotivated, i keep saying ill be back soon but ill be so honest i dont think it’ll be soon, maybe it’ll be never at this point 😹, life’s been weird as fuck recently so i’ve got a lot of inspo for new fics, from real experiences.. 👀. anyway rommulas is teasing an album, hollis is playing in our faces with his album but once he drops life will be great again. you can very clearly tell where i started to rush things because i just wanted to get something done & post because i keep promising stuff and then going ghost 💔😅😅 and i wont be doing the taglist because i dont want to hype people up thinking its another part of practice papers. also if anyone has any good ways to revise/study idk what americans call it PLEASE hmu because ive got exams NEXT WEEK and i mayyy or may not be cooked, anyway i hope u guys enjoy this one it’s been a hot minute <2 IM SEEING HOLLIS IN 67 DAYS 😱
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wc: 3.6k
hollis invited you & a couple of his close friends to play basketball at the court near his house. obviously you said yes. whenever he asks to play basketball, you always sit on the grass with your girl friends & gossip, while watching the boys get all sweaty and frustrated, taking a friendly game of basketball a bit more seriously than they should.
you’re running late already, hollis is outside & you hear him impatiently honking the horn of his orange lambo. you scurry around, trying to find any clothes to put on, any at all. you find a tiny black skirt, and for some reason, you think it would be perfect to play basketball in. you just promise yourself you won’t go on the court. you put some thin tights on but bring some socks in your bag just incase it gets too hot. you put on a white tank top aswell. you look in the mirror, brush your hair hurriedly, grab a hair tie, shove it into your bag, then finally sprint down the stairs and go outside, meeting hollis.
you can instantly feel his gaze on you, no surprise. you’re dressed like a slut to play basketball in a local court. he rolls his window down and whistles.
‘where are you off to then?’ hollis’ eyes widen and he lifts his sunglasses up, resting them on his head.
‘to play basketball of course.’ you tease. you jog around hollis’ car and make it to the passengers seat.
you open the door and slowly sit into his car, the seats in his lambo are practically on the floor. you put your seatbelt on and scurry around in your seat, trying to find a place to put your bag. you end up just putting it on the floor by your feet. in the process of you moving around, your tiny skirt rides up your thighs, very nearly exposing your underwear. of course it’s a thong. you have tights on, but they’re very sheer & thin. hollis is obviously staring like the perv he is. you finally look up at hollis and he fixes his gaze quickly, just not quick enough. you don’t say anything, it’s not like it’s the first time he’s stared at your body before.
‘you ready?’ hollis clears his throat.
‘yeah.’ you nod. ‘are we picking up the others?’
‘nah, the rest are already there. i was outside your house earlier but you were still fucking sleeping and wouldn’t answer your phone.’
‘i knew i heard beeping, i thought i was just dreaming it.’ you giggle.
hollis rolls his eyes and smiles to himself.
after a short & quiet ride, you make it to the court. hollis parks but doesn’t step out the car. he looks over at you, then down at your thighs again, then your face again. you look at him too, none of you say anything. you notice his lips part very slightly, not sure if he wants to go in for a kiss or if he wants to say anything, but before anything can happen, roman tosses a basketball at the car windshield. you both flinch and stare out the window, hollis finally jumps out of the car.
‘what the fuck ro? you could’ve cracked the whole window!’ hollis shouts, rubbing the window before throwing the basketball at roman.
‘ow! it’s a basketball not a rock!’ roman giggles for a second but then rubs his hip, right where the basketball hit him.
you shake your head and laugh to yourself, also a bit confused with what would’ve happened between you & hollis in that car if roman didn’t ruin it. you & hollis have always been close friends, you go to all his after parties, most of his shows, and you’re always celebrating his milestones like they’re your own. you never really thought of hollis like that, it was mostly roman that you were crushing on. but hollis’ gaze? there was tension in the air this time. like it meant more than just checking you out. it was closer to an eyefuck than just an admiration.
you finally spot your girls and jump out of the car, slamming the door behind you a bit harder than you should’ve. hollis turns his head rapidly, as if you crashed it into a tree or something.
‘watch it.’ hollis glares.
you smile shyly and scurry over to your friends. you hug all of them before they step back and take your outfit in.
‘girl you look so good!’ one exclaims.
‘are you not hot in those tights?’ another asks while tugging on them.
‘yeah i am actually, but i’ve got socks and shorts in my bag so i might go to the bathroom and change them.’ you reply, pointing to your handbag.
‘yeah girl, go change now before you overheat.’
you take the girls’ advice and strut over to the bathroom. you click the door shut behind you and take your tights off, already feeling the cold air hit your bare legs refreshingly. you take the socks out of your tiny hand bag and you dig through it, looking for the shorts which you thought you packed, you didn’t. you take everything out of your bag, praying your shorts are just hidden under something, but nope. they’re not in there. you groan loudly and zone out, staring into your empty bag. do you put the tights back on? do you put the socks on and hope your skirt doesn’t blow up? do you ask if any of your girls have spare shorts?
after a good 10 minutes of staring into space, someone knocks gently on the door.
‘yo, hollis told me to check on you but he didn’t wanna do it himself because he thought it would seem creepy, he also didn’t want me to tell you that part, so don’t tell him i told you.. anyway, you okay?’ romans words seem sincere, like he actually cares.
you shake your head, waking yourself back up.
‘yeah, i’m okay. i’ll be out in a few.’ you reply, projecting your voice louder than you should’ve. you hear roman back off the door, so you decide you’ll just put the socks on and pray no wind picks up in the meantime. and make sure you stay off the basketball court. you fold your tights and put them into your bag, zipping it up and placing it back on your shoulder. you brush through your hair with your fingers, try pull your skirt down as much as you can, but it’s still one wrong move and your whole ass is out. you tut and finally step out of the bathroom. and you’re met with roman. he’s leaning against the wall with his arms crossed.
‘you’re still here?’ you ask, you swore you heard him walk off.
‘yeah, hollis was so sure you were crying or something so if you were i didn’t want you to be alone, even if i was out here.’ roman pushes himself off the wall and finally notices your bare legs, he pulls a face.
‘you’re so cute roman. but yea i’m okay, i just took my tights off because i underestimated how hot it was.’
‘you’re gonna play basketball.. in that?.. that’s a fucking belt.’ roman laughs.
‘i always stay off the court anyway.’ you roll your eyes.
‘not always, you always end up playing at least one match then stomp off the court when you can’t throw the ball in the hoop.’
‘whatever. i’ll just stay off today then.’
you & roman make your way back to the court. roman is really sweet, but he is a genuine friend. you always go to him when your petty boyfriends break up with you. he always shows up at your house with flowers & chocolate, reassuring you that he’ll always be here for you. then he’d hold you in his arms while you sob & vent to him about how thought you finally found someone you were gonna have a future with. and he’d listen. every single time.
- ㅤꨄ︎
after a couple minutes, maybe 30, of you giggling with your friends & watching the boys play basketball, hollis comes over the the fence of the court and points to your circle of friends.
‘hey, you coming on?’ hollis grins while holding the ball against the fence.
‘yeah!’ one of the girls shoots up and runs into the court.
2 more follow. it’s just you left on the floor.
hollis’ smile widens. ‘your turn.’
‘i can’t.’ you shake your head.
‘and why’s that? because you chose to dress like a whore when you knew where we were going?’ hollis mumbles, just loud enough for you to hear.
you nod.
hollis laughs, tosses the ball to roman and comes out of the court to come to you.
‘c’mere.’ hollis lifts you up effortlessly over the fence, then placing you flat on your feet. ‘here. we can play now.’
‘no hollis, i really can’t..’ you plead, grabbing onto his arm tightly. he’s completely oblivious to the fact you have nothing on underneath.
‘yeah you can baby, you’ve played basketball before.’ hollis teases & you instantly melt.
‘holli, please. let me sit this one out.’ you’re begging. you can’t take any chances with exposing yourself.
‘oh poor baby. this is your fault. you chose to wore that ridiculous skirt. now i won’t ask you again, we’re playing or you’re not getting a ride home.’
‘fine.’ you give in.
- 🏀
all of you are on the court now, all the other girls are chasing the ball, properly running. you’re sort of stood in the middle, taking small steps every so often, trying to seem like you’re trying. roman throws his hair into a ponytail and jogs over to you.
‘are you sure you’re okay? you’re acting real weird today.’ roman stays jogging on the spot, following the ball with his eyes.
‘yes i promise. it’s just that i can’t play.’
‘sure you can. you want my shirt to wrap around you?’
‘yes please ro, you’re a fucking angel.’
‘i try my best.’ roman pats your back and runs over to his bag. he takes his water bottle out & his shirt. he takes a quick sip and runs back over to you.
‘here.’ roman gets behind you and ties his white wife beater tank around your waist. it fits loosely but covers you nicely.
‘thank you.’ you go in for a hug and he hugs you back.
‘you better actually play now.’ roman teases, he runs back over to hollis & the girls, trying to tackle one of your friends for the ball.
you toss your hair into a high ponytail and finally play the game too. hollis finds this as the perfect opportunity to sneak touches, but disguise them as ‘accidents.’ like whenever you get the ball, he gets behind you and slaps the ball out of your grasp, all while pressing up against you. and you can feel exactly what he wants you to feel. he doesn’t pay attention to any of the others, just you.
after a while, the girls get tired & go back to sitting on the grass. roman goes to fill his water bottle, so that just leaves you and hollis. he took his shirt off earlier because he was hot, you kept throwing secret glances at his body, his sweaty abs, his skinny yet strong arms, and of course, his outlined v-line. that’s your favourite part. you suddenly think, maybe exposing yourself wouldn’t be that bad. you take romans shirt off and throw it on top of his bag. leaving you in your tiny skirt & thong.
‘you’re coming off already? come on one more match.’ hollis pleads, running over to you.
‘i’m not coming off, i just wanted to take this off.’
hollis raises his eyebrow & shrugs his shoulders. ‘okay, let’s play.’
hollis starts with the ball, doing a bunch of tricks & dribbles that no one cares about, then he bounces the ball too high and it goes over the fence. you both glance at eachother before running straight for it. the court is like a cage with no roof, the fence is lowered on one side, so there’s only 2 ways to get in & out. you and hollis take separate ways, yours is closer to the ball. you sprint towards it, before you hear hollis’ heavy breathing behind you, and before you know it, you’re on the floor. hollis pretty much rugby tackled you, all over a basketball. while you’re lay on the floor, you realise your skirt went up. fully. whole ass exposed. you quickly realise and hurriedly fix yourself, but it was too late. hollis already saw. you get up even quicker and act like nothing happened. you try running for the ball since it’s barley 5 steps away, but hollis grabs your arm.
‘you think you can get away with wearing a skirt the size of a belt, without anything on underneath?’ hollis comes closer to your face.
‘i thought i brought my shorts too.’ you mumble, barley loud enough for him to hear.
‘well that ass has done something to me now. and i think it’s only fair if you help me fix it.’ hollis lifts your chin up so you’re looking at him in the eyes. he brings his face closer to yours, you try to close the gap but he pulls away slightly, leaving you chasing. ‘oh no, you won’t get me so easily now, i’ll make you feel the way you’ve been making me feel lately.’
you’ve been dressing more & more slutty recently. not to impress anyone, but for yourself. you like the way short skirts look on your thighs, and the way tiny crop tops make your waist look smaller. hollis has noticed, and it drives him insane. he always imagine what you would feel like, grinding up against him fully clothed, the friction alone would probably make him cum.
hollis takes your hand and leads you to the bathroom. you stare at his back muscles, the sweat glistening off his pale body. you wouldn’t mind hollis using you for a bit, you always catch his dick print when we wears his baggy grey sweats, and fuck, he’s huge.
he pushes you into the bathroom and he follows behind you, clicking the door shut & locking the door. he comes towards you and plants his hand at the back of your head, his fingers getting tangled in your hair. he pushes to towards the sink. you sit on it and pull hollis towards you. he brings his face closer and starts kissing you, deep & slow, his tongue exploring every inch of your mouth. you kiss him back and gently bite his lower lip, hollis groans into your mouth and his grip tightens around you head. he uses his empty hand to feel you. he holds your neck, then your shoulder, then he goes down to grope your tits, hold your waist, then grab your thighs. he breaks the kiss off and you whine, you still want more of him.
‘this is for me remember, not you. maybe i’ll let you use me however you want another time, just not right now.’ hollis whispers between your lips. he moves down to your neck, plastering rough kisses which turns into him sucking, leaving hickeys all over you, marking you as his.
‘holli- fuck.’ you sigh. hollis bites your neck gently, then he pulls his teeth off you, his eyes meeting yours as he smiles. he brings his lips to yours again, rougher this time. his tongue shoving deep into your mouth & you’re already out of breath. you grasp his neck tightly, trying to pull him off you to get some air but he won’t budge. he lifts you off the sink, not taking his lips off you even for a second, then he props your leg up on the metal trashcan, spectating your legs nicely for him.
hollis finally gets off you and you gasp, desperately trying to suck in as much air as you can. hollis falls to his knees, his eyes not leaving yours. ‘fuck angel, i need you so fucking bad.’ he whines. he finds himself between your legs, you feel him sliding your thong to the side, already inserting a cold finger inside of you.
‘holy fuck-‘ you choke, the sensation instantly taking over your body. ‘holli-‘
hollis doesn’t hold back. you feel his breath on your inner thigh, he kisses you gently while fingering you. your breath hitches before he brings his tongue onto you. your hands meet his tangled blonde curls and you embed your fingers tightly into them, pulling on individual waves which lets out a groan from his needy mouth. ‘gentle. or i’ll stop.’ hollis growls.
he continues differentiating between gentle licks & sucking, the sensation coming over you in waves, but he won’t let you get off just yet. hollis slides a finger into your wet hole while continuing to suck on your swollen clit, your legs are shaking and it’s hard to stay stood up. you’re a whiny mess & you start letting out loud moans, anyone within 10 feet of the bathroom would’ve for sure heard. hollis then suddenly pulls off you, you nearly fall to the floor with how weak you’ve gotten, not even realising how much hollis’ head was supporting you.
‘shut the fuck up, i bet the others can hear how petty you sound right now. and you wouldn’t want that huh?’ hollis teases. he pulls your leg down and bends you over the sink. you hear the sound of his metal belt coming undone. you watch his eyes through the mirror. he’s holding your ass with one hand while he undoes his belt with another. his eyes never leave yours.
his belt falls to the floor and he slides his pants down just down to about his thighs, and his cock springs out of the hole of his boxers. the soft skin of his dick grazes your ass gently, just enough to make you 100 times more desperate.
‘fuck hollis, you’re huge.’ you look behind you and you’re met with a pretty pink tip, a bead of precum already sat on the top. ‘yeah? you want it?’
‘i want it.’
‘show me how bad you want it.’
hollis lines his dick up right against your wet pussy, but he doesn’t push in. you feel his warm tip at your entrance, you’re just waiting for him to slam into you, but he doesn’t move. his eyes are locked on yours through the mirror. ‘go on then, show me.’
you push back into him, ass against his hips. he groans and you whine as his whole length seeps into you, it won’t take much for you to cum. you shift back & forward slowly, setting out a rhythm which definitely starts to set hollis off. he holds your hips, steadying himself as his head rolls back, faint groans & sighs leaving his mouth. ‘fuck- yeah just like that.’ hollis’ grasp tightens around you & he starts rolling his hips into you, taking control now. you grip onto the sink hard & moan even harder.
hollis doesn’t hold back, your moans just grow louder and hollis grows needier. hearing your moans turn him on even more, knowing anyone outside can hear exactly what’s going on makes him go harder, slamming into you completely.
‘you gonna- fuck.’ hollis tries to get a sentence out but he ends up fumbling his words & he turns into a whiny mess himself. ‘you gonna keep- keep teasing me then..? shit..’ he groans.
‘if it- makes you do- do this then yeah.. i am-‘
‘slut’
‘only for you.’
hollis giggles before slamming into you a few more times, then pulling out suddenly and cumming all over your back. ‘fuuuck..’ he moans. his warm load paints you pretty, he grabs your hair up in a ponytail & brings you up to his face, cum sliding from your back onto your ass & thighs. he plants a gentle kiss on your lips & pulls away. ‘you gonna be able to walk? or you need me to carry you to the car.’ your legs tremble and you stare at hollis like he just said the sky is pink. ‘okay, i know the answer.’
hollis slide your thong back into place & he wipes his cum off you using his tank top which was draped over his back pocket. ‘you took me so well baby.’ he fixes your skirt and rubs your back gently. he pulls his own boxers & pants up before picking up his belt and looping it around his pants but he doesn’t buckle it, almost like he wants people to know what happened if they didn’t hear well enough.
he picks you up bridal style and you melt into him, letting yourself go weak. he opens the door, to which roman is stood outside, arms crossed while leaning against the brick wall. ‘that’s my shirt.’ roman points at the tank top which is slung over hollis’ shoulder, drenched in his own cum. ‘you really want it ro?’ hollis teases. he tosses the tank over to roman, he catches it but instantly regrets it, feeling the warm mess he left earlier. romans eyes widen & he throws the shirt at hollis’ face. ‘you’re dirty bro, keep that shit.’
mami i miss you so bad hope your doing good
hi angel i’m still lurking from time to time im just sooo fucking lazy & people still hate me for aparently being a ‘dork’ 😒😒😒 i’ll be back soon .. 🥰🥰
i rember the day i downloaded tumblr and the first thing i read on here was slut sharing wow i just love you and your writing so much
omg kisses !! you’re an angel and i’m actually so honoured that i was your first read 🥹🥹 much love 💘🤞
hi if ur gonna send straight bs in my inbox just know it’s getting deleted 😹 brave of u to think im acc gonna be interacting with ts , i don’t do anything on this app other than post & read fanfics 🤬🤬🤬🤬
when is greedy pt2 coming
I literally love you and your mind sm
you love my mind 🥹🥹🥹 i love u so much , im not too sure on what to write in it since ive forgotten what it’s even about but ill reread it and perhaps start writing 😳😅😅
i check this app everyday to see if you uploaded another part of practice papers 🥺🥺
omg please i’m so horrible for being inactive i feel so bad im so unmotivated it’s insane , ive got a week off school next week so maaaybee ill upload some more .. ill also try to make a part 2 to chemistry as a metaphor & just more fics since ive been inactive for ages 😅😅😅💔💔💔
pls pls pls pls pls can we get a pt 2 to chemistry as a metaphor 😿😿😿
that’s what won the poll !! 👀😅 please pass me some ideas on what you’d like to see in it , if you don’t want to reply here please send it in my question box or whatever it’s called <2
hi hi are you 2bbluntss on tiktok 😳😳
hi hi yes i am 😳
Romllissssd
romllis supremacy
Omg i just have to ask you to do slut sharing pt2 even if its not voted PLIS DO IT SOMEHOW SOMETIME ANY TIME 🥹
yes it’ll come !! eveyrhting on the poll will come EVENTUALLY.. but rn i’m sooo lazy i just can’t be bothered but it makes me so happy when people actually enjoy my writing 🥹 kisses to all of you
what do u guys want me to write this won’t be out until ages but i’ll start writing whatever the top thing is - inactive rn 😅
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chemistry as a metaphor part 2
rommulas x reader x hollis
practice papers pt 5
romllis
reader x rommulas
reader x hollis
slut sharing pt 2