word count: 1069
rating: r, smut
summary: you and tom have been fuck buddies for a while, and at a new years frat party, tom calls you to his room experience the ball drop holiday. warning: smutty, oral sex, foreplay. oh. and fratboy!tom xx
“Y/N!” Your best friend shouted over the loud party music. You spun around to hear her better. “I’m heading out with Harrison, alright? You go get some, kay!” You nodded, acknowledging the tall boy behind her.
You sighed once she was out of your sight. All of your girlfriends had found someone to sleep with; and you stood in the middle of the fraternity living room, sipping on a beer, scoping for an attractive guy to help you celebrate the new year. Your phone rang and you saw that it was Tom, your booty call, friends with benefits, casual sex partner-- whatever you call him, but he was also head of the fraternity.
“Happy New Year!” You cheered into the phone. You looked for him around the house. You could almost hear him smile into the speaker.
“Happy new year, darling,” his voice was low, immediately turning you on at the word ‘darling’. You couldn’t hear any party noises from his side of the phone, which meant he was in another room. “I am assuming you’re at my party?” You hummed, going upstairs.
You were all too familiar with this house. Drunken nights, stressful nights, boring nights. “I’m surprised I haven’t seen you out here,” you mumbled as you passed a couple making out.
You heard him inhale. “I just wanted you to yearn for me, and apparently it worked.” His smirk was contagious, influencing one upon your lips.
Your hand fell on a doorknob you’ve held countless times. “Well, I’ve certainly waited long enough.” Before you could turn the knob, the door opened; revealing a shirtless, heavy breathing frat boy.
“Took you long enough,” he smirked down at you. He wrapped his arm around your waist, pulling you up to his lips. Drawing you into his bedroom, he kicked the door close. He didn’t dare break the bond between your lips while he sat you on the bed.
His hand parted your knees, giving room for him to kneel in front of you. You pulled away, resting your forehead on his. You could tell he was waiting for you all night by how quickly he escalated the tension. He wasted no time pressing kisses and love bites into your neck. With the force of his fingers, Tom circled your heat through your pants, giving you simple pleasure from the friction. Your mouth gaped open, taking in every movement he made against your body.
With your fingers laced in his hair, you tugged his head back from your neck and planted a needy and passionate kiss on his pouty lips. He stood, using his leverage to lay you down. You moaned his name when you felt him undo your pant button. He left your body cold when he removed your pants. Tom had pulled you on top of him, cupping your face.
“Tom,” you breathed. You sat on his hips, your hands on his bare chest. Your hips found a rhythm with the bass from the party below. You crossed your arms to pull off your top; but before your body could adjust to the crisp air, Tom’s large hands roamed over your exposed skin, cupping your breast.
Tom sat up, wrapping his lips around your sensitive nipple. Grinding against a stiff hard-on, you brought Tom’s face to yours. You indulged in the silence, almost allowing your heartbeat to sync with his breaths. His curls ruffled, framing his oval face. Tom peaked up to you, slipping his tongue into your mouth. His fingers slide beneath your undies, grasping your cheek. You felt him smile against your lips.
He flipped you onto your back, hooking a finger around your panties and drawing them agonizingly slow down your legs. With his head, he kissed down your thighs, widening the gap to meet your heat. Feeling his tongue lap over your slit, separating your folds to stroke your clit with his thumb. His arms wrapped around your hips to hold you still.
“Oh, Tom,” You tried buckling your hips, but his grip was hard. The friction mixed with the suaveness of his oral pattern sent waves through your stomach. You gripped the duvet, humming to yourself about the tension. Your voice was a whisper, breathing hot and heavy as Tom began to add pressure to your clit and vibrating faster. Your eyes were screwed shut as you quivered at the sense of your muscles tightening. You went from moaning Tom’s name to gasping softly and hissing.
Before you could give in to a possible ground shaking orgasm, Tom pulled away. You groaned, earning a chuckle. Tom hovered over your naked, sweaty body. “I want your first cum of the New Year to be breathtaking.” Before you could reply with some snarky remark, he took your nub into his mouth while the other was handled by between his fingertips.
“Tom,” you mumbled. Your hand crept down to his groin, palming him through his sweats.
“Oh, God,” he exhaled. He took in how delicately you ran your hand over his pulsed member. Tom heavily appreciated and welcomed the friction and pleasure you offered. He laid beside you and you kneeled on the carpet beneath his bed. You pulled the elastic just below his hips, leaving room for his hard-on to meet the brisk air.
You trailed your bottom lip up his shaft, sucking on his tip to tease him. You gripped the base, holding it up to your lips. Tom looked down at you, needy and crazy-- a complete shift from his cocky persona two minutes ago. You only took in his tip, which drove him crazy, and worked the rest of him with your hand.
“Y/N, please,” he begged. Your smirk drove him crazy. You took in his girthy cock, earning a throaty groan. You continued working the rest of his cock with your hand but took in as much as you could in your mouth. Your thumb smooth the area above his balls, making his curse at the unusual yet pleasing sensation.
You pumped him with your hand while climbing your way back to his ear. You kissed up his sternum and across his collarbone. His breath was shaky, signaling that he was nearing climax.
“Tommy, baby. I want your first cum of the New Year to be breathtaking.” You mocked. You nibbled on his earlobe and removed your hand from his smooth shaft. Tom grunted.
“Oh, we are only getting started.”
