#6ksleepover

[lnfours]

Toms arms. That’s it. That’s the post.

sorry but toms arms >>>>>>>>>> 

and thats the mf tea also nsfw warning bc im a slut for tom’s arms

6k sleepover

tom was hovered over you, his hips meeting yours slowly as your gripped his biceps, your nails leaving imprints on his sun kissed skin. you were a moaning mess under him, swearing that you would stay like this forever if you could.

he groaned, head falling to your chest as he nipped at your warm, bare skin, just wanting to be close, needing to be close to you after being away for so long. press tour kills him every time, but at least he gets to come home to london, to you, for a while.

your one hand moves to his hair, fingers scratching his scalp. he let out a moan against your neck, his warm and wet tongue tracing over the side of it before sucking a hickey there that you were sure you’d have to cover in the morning.

“fuck,” he mumbled under his breath,”fuck, god, baby, you’re so amazing.”

his praises were music to your ears as he continued fucking you, this time his hips thrusting in a faster pace as the two of you were nearing your highs. your eyes rolled back from the way he was making you feel, the sight making him let out a moan.

he loved watching you wither and shake and squirm under him, fucking adored it.

“tom,” his name came out as a moan from your mouth as he applied a bit of pressure to your neck,”i’m-i’m gonna-”

“me too,” he grunted,”come on, love, come on, come for me.”

and with his words of encouragement and a couple more thrusts up into you, you were coming done around him, him not far behind you as he filled up the condom. the two of you panted, catching your breath before he got up to throw the condom away. you smiled as he joined you back in bed, the imprints from your nails still embarked in his skin.

you pressed kisses to each mark, nose nuzzling against the hard muscle,”m sorry, i love you.”

he chuckled,”’s okay, princess,” he pressed a sweet kiss to the top of your head,”i love you most.”

you smiled, leaning up and kissing his lips. he pulled you on top of him, your thighs straddling each side of his hips as you kissed down his jaw and and neck, leaving a few marks where you knew no one would see.

it was your turn to have him withering under you.

[lnfours]

Lazily riding Tom on the couch, while it thunderstorms outside, and him being very vocal w/ extra dirty talk and the reader just being like “yeah, you like that baby”

i think tom would be very vocal in bed ssksk

nsfw warning

6k sleepover

your thighs were on either side of his hips, your bare chests pressed against each other’s. the thunder outside boom quietly in the distance, the lightning lighting up the room quickly.

your moans mixed with his filled the atmosphere, music softly playing on the tv behind the two of you. his hands were gripping your hips tightly as you rode him, his face buried in your chest as he softly kissed and nipped at the skin.

“you like that, darling?” his raspy voice sent shivers down your spine,”such a good girl for me.”

you gripped at his hair, pulling as your lips met his again. you felt his arm tighten around you as you rocked back and forth on him, his head throwing back when he felt your walls squeeze around him. his adam’s apple bobbed up and down as he let out a moan, his eyes rolling back.

he came undone from under you, filling the condom as you came around him, your walls squeezing around him one last time, both of you letting out moans and a string of profanities.

“fuck,” he mumbled as you leaned down and kissed his lips, which were red and slightly swollen,”i love you.”

you smiled, climbing off of him and sitting down on the couch next to him, pulling the blanket up and over the two of you.

“i love you, too.”

he threw the condom away before joining you back on the couch, handing you his shirt and your panties as he threw on his boxers. you slipped the cotton t-shirt over your head before sitting down to join him.

he pulled you into his side, draping the blanket back over the two of you. you nuzzled into his side, his arm draping over your shoulder and tapping a rythem on your skin. he leaned down, nose nuzzling into your hair as he pressed a soft kiss to your forehead.

you smiled, fingers dancing along his bare chest, taking in every dip and curve of his chest. you looked up, eyes meeting his before they drifted off, taking in the freckles at sprinkled across the bridge of his nose, the way his nose was slightly bent from breaking it one too many times, the unruly eyebrow, the faint scars from acne on his cheeks.

he was your boy, no one else’s.

he let out a chuckle,”like what you see?”

you nodded, biting down on your bottom lip as you smiled,”a lot.”

[lnfours]

congrats ! Could you do a blurb where the reader gets jealous of the attention Tom & Z get so she tells him to go w his “movie star girlfriend” and it ends up in a huge fight. I’m feeling angsty 😭

OH SHOOT I LITERALLY CAME UP W THE BEST LINE THAT WOULD TICK HIM OFF AFTER READING THIS ALRIGHT LETS GO ANON

6k sleepover

“i mean, what the hell, tom?!” you flung your arms into the air, your face red as your stood in front of your boyfriend,”seriously? you just let the press eat that shit up, don’t you?”

“i don’t know why you’re making such a big fuss over this!” he was practically seeing red right now,”it’s not like i’m running off fucking her in the dressing room before coming home to you! you think i’d do that to you?!”

you looked at him, uncertainty in your eyes. he took your silence as the answer, scoffing.

“when are you just going to stop being so fucking insecure, y/n?!”

those words took a toll on you, scoffing back at him as you pulled your eyebrows together.

“y’know what movie star,” putting emphasis on the nickname you knew he hated,”go off with your cute little movie star girlfriend! go have a nice fuck in the dressing room for all i care, y’know why? cause i’m fucking done! i’m done, thomas!”

you threw the key to your shared apartment at him, it hitting him square in the chest. he let it bounce off his chest and fall to the ground. he was frozen, the words replaying in his head.

done.

he watched as you grabbed your stuff, packing everything up. once you were about to leave, he grabbed your arm.

“don’t leave,” his voice cracked, soft, pleading as his eyes were glossy, tears spilling down his cheeks,”please don’t leave me, y/n. please don’t-dont go. please.”

you looked in his big brown eyes, wanting so badly to pull him in your chest and apologize, kiss, and make up like you normally do.

but not this time.

you both needed time, needed space for a little bit.

“i think we need time-” you breathed out shakily,”need time away from each other.”

he was sobbing now, not wanting to see you walk out the hotel room,”no, no, no, please. please, please don’t leave me.”

your heart broke seeing him gasp for air, hiccup after broken sobs. you let the tears spill down your cheeks as you turned to the door, a apologetic look on your face.

“i’m sorry,” you whispered,”come find me when you’re done press.”

he licked his lips, salty from his tears and a hint of cherry from your chapstick. he leaned down, picking up the key you threw at him earlier, holding it against his chest.

“i’m sorry.” he choked out, eyes closing as the tears dropped down his chin and onto the carpet flooring of the hotel.

[lnfours]

I need a sassy reader snapping at a girl trying to get at her mans. (Tom)

claim what’s yours, bb!!

6k sleepover

you had joined your boyfriend and his friends at the club, the five of you needing a night out after the hectic work week.

you were at the bar with zendaya, talking and laughing while the boys did their own thing. the two of you shifted your gaze to the dance floor, your eyes spotting tom almost instantly. you watched as a blonde in a short red dress approached tom, a smile on her face.

you could see toms body stiffen when she put her hand on his arm. zendaya nudged you on, saying something about ‘going to get your man’ or something. you downed the rest of your drink, walking over to the dance floor. your legs looked longer in the pair of strappy heels law had paired with a dress.

you walked up behind tom, your arms wrapping around his neck as you rested your head on his shoulder. he relaxed under your touch, smiling back at you.

“hi, babe!” you smiled, being extra loud for the blonde to hear.

“who the hell are you?” she asked, flinging her extensions over her shoulder. you smiled.

“i’m his girlfriend!” you yelled over the music,”nice to meet you!”

you held your hand out for her to shake but she scoffed and turned away, making tom laugh. you smiled, walking in front of him.

“you’re something else!” he spoke loudly, you smiled, wrapping your arms around his neck as his snakes around your middle.

you smiled, pulling him in by his collar, his lips brushing up against yours. you smiled, kissing the corner of his mouth.

he moved his head to kiss you properly, you let him kiss you, his mouth moving perfectly against yours. you smiled, letting his mouth wander to your neck. you wrapped a hand around his neck, feeling a pair of eyes burning into you. when you turned, you saw the blonde giving you dirty looks, taking a sip of her drink.

you smiled and waved, which caused her to roll her eyes and turn away. you lifted his head up from your neck, kissing his lips again.

“wanna get out of here?” you asked between kisses.

“fuck yeah.”

[lnfours]

peter and his gf doing cute domestic shit like face masks or him braiding her hair and just being cute and young and in love 🥰

young loveeee 🥰

6k sleepover

you giggled as he looked in the mirror, immediately busting out into laughter at how goofy he looked with the face mask on his face.

“i look weird!” he giggled, looking at you in the mirror. you smiled, tying your hair up to get it out of the face mask before applying it to your face as well. he watched intently, curious.

“you look pretty.” he said, eyes meeting yours. you giggled, shifting your gaze to lock with his. you shook your head, closing the face mask before turning to him.

“you look pretty, too.” you smiled, wrapping your arms around his neck. he leaned forwards, his minty breath fanning over your face.

“do you think it’s possible to make out with face masks on?”

you giggled, shrugging your shoulders as you played with the hair on the back of his neck,”no idea.”

“wanna find out?” he smiled, making you giggle again.

he was something else, wasn’t he?

you leaned forward, pressing your lips against his. he kissed you back, hands grabbing your hips. you smiled into his mouth, his tongue velvety against yours. he pulled away, resting his forehead on yours before pulling away quickly, remembering the face mask. you let out a giggle, laughing at him as he scrunched his nose up.

“mm,” you hummed,”love you.”

“love you more.”

[lnfours]

omg wait ok going to the beach with tom and he's all heart eyes the entire day but as soon as u get back to ur hotel or whatever he POUNCES on u and makes u scream thank u and goodnight

omg ally ur onto something hol’ up

6k sleepover

the two of you had spend the day in the sun, your skin glowing and warm. the two of you sported light sunburns, knowing that they would just fade into a tan before the next morning.

however, tom hadn’t been able to take his eyes off you the entire day, your bathing suit hugging your figure so perfectly, the way the salt in the ocean and in the air turned your hair into a wavey mess. he couldn’t get enough of you.

so when you got back to the hotel room and he was pouncing on you the minute your closed the door, you pretended to be surprised, feeling the long glances he had been sending you all along.

he had you on your back, hands undoing your straps quickly as he hovered over you. you moaned out his name quietly, his mouth moving on the skin of your chest before working one of your nipples in his mouth while his hand worked on the other.

you bucked your hips up, rubbing your core against the bulge hiding in his tight, black swim trunks. he let out a groan, hands pinning you down to the mattress.

“i’m in charge.”

[lnfours]

Stark!Reader starting to attend Midtown and the teacher introduces her during first period and the only open seat is next to Peter skfkvjsej I’m just curious how that would play out

6k sleepover

you stood in front of the class, the teacher introducing you to the students in your 1st period of the day, physics.

“class, this is ms. y/n stark,” everyone’s ears perked at your last name, just like they always do,”i expect you all to treat her with respect.”

everyone chartered and moved their things so you could sit with them, but your eyes drifted to the back corner where you saw a familiar face staring down at his laptop. you smiled gently at everyone before moving to peter’s table, your presence making his eyebrows pull together.

“anyone sitting with you?” you asked and he shook his head, a blush dusting his cheeks as all the eyes were locked on the two of you. you joined him at the table, the teacher soon gaining everyone’s attention.

you bumped his leg,”’sup stranger?”

he looked at you curiously,”i thought you were homeschooled?”

“was,” you shrugged,”but dad finally let me past the walls of the tower. shocker, right?”

he chuckled,”well, it’s nice to have someone who understands what they’re doing in this class sit next to me. it’s an honor, ms. stark.”

you giggled as he bowed in his seat,”you’re such a dork, parker.”

[lnfours]

what abt for a blurb like... helping Tom choose an outfit or him helping you omg

okay, whew, here we go!

6k sleepover

he stood in front of his side of the closet, groaning as he held up what felt like the 100th shirt to a pair of black ripped jeans. you walked out from the bathroom, eyebrows furrowed as you put in your earrings.

“what’s wrong, tommy?”

he sighed, eyes moving to you as you stood in front of him, dressed in one of your favorite black dresses, sparkly heels strapped to your feet as your hair framed your face. 

“you look amazing.” he swallowed, making you giggle as you walked over to him, looking in the closet.

“thank you, baby,” you smiled,”now, what’s up?”

“i can’t find a shirt to go with these pants.” he sighed. you hummed, stepping in front of him before pulling out a plain t-shirt and a cardigan from the back of his closet, holding them up to the pair of jeans. you then moved to the shelves, grabbing a pair of shoes. you handed him the outfit before kissing his cheek.

“hurry up or we’re gonna be late.”