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Haz and Tom at The Rocketman premiere.

Am I the only one troubled they didn't walk in together and stayed that way? I miss them as buddies! 😟 But they are so HOT!! 💋Age 23 is going to be a great year for them! ❤

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Tom and Haz love!

Both Savagez this weekend! I cant wait to unleash Soul Savagez! It's almost time

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New Tom motivation

New Hazzi motivation

I feel motivated to write more Soul Savagez 🌹🤗💋

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My Savagez Part 12

My Savagez Part 12 `The final goodbye?

Word Count:6020

Warnings: angst-violence-tiny smut-death-dealing with the loss-emotional

~Before you read the final chapter in this journey, I want to thank the people who stayed along for this ride and gave feedback. Yes this is the ending but I also left it open in case I want to revisit the life that does exist beyond the loss of one of our Savagez. We shall see. Hugz!~

I woke up to a dripping noise not to distant from me. I was strapped to a bed naked but covered with a dark sheet. My mouth wasn’t covered so I started to scream as I took in my surroundings. The women dressed in a scrubs was clearly just as frightened as she backed away from me.

“Please y/n, I was ordered to clean you up and attend to your medical needs until you were conscious. Your only tied up because I was afraid if you woke like this you might attack me thinking I was the bad guy, fact is were both hostages. I witnessed the accident and got out to help when they grabbed me shoving me into the car before they took you. Please please know I didn’t harm you, nor has anyone since you’ve been here.” she pleaded with tears staining her face. I willed myself to calm my heart and clear my head. I blocked my Lily, my Haz and my Tom out. I reverted back to my training to help save my life and get myself back to them.

“If your not the bad guy then untie me and tell me why they trust you to roam free in this room.” I said with a icy tone

“I'm a doctor, it's why I got out to help, before the second hit they grabbed me.” she untied me hands first. It let me know she was telling some truth because if she was a real threat to me she wouldn't untie me so quick or from my hands first. But still I didn't trust her. I sat up quick as she undid my feet and grabbed her neck squeezing it so tight she had no airway. Her eyes went wide as she gripped my wrist tight pleading with her eyes. Why wasn't she fighting me off? Next thing I knew the room was going dark as she started to smile.

I awoke as I was escorted in a wheelchair to a dark room where I was placed on a leather chair and my shackles were connected to the ones attached to a steel bar on the floor. The room was cold. Almost walk in refrigerator temperature. I started to shake as the slam of the heavy door created a breeze inside the tiny room. I could see my breath as the wall illuminated a medium sized screen and the asshole that fathered me appeared. He wore a slight frown and that let me know he had at least one ounce of feeling towards me or my mother he sees in me, it told me I had a shot of getting out of this hell. The screen panned out and the doctor from my room appeared, looking much different. She smiled as I started to put the puzzle together.

Every Night I wake up in darkness screaming for Hazzi to open his eyes. Every fucking time I wake up before seeing his eyes stay closed or open. Even my dreams wouldn't let me have closure. The only peace I can make with that day, is thus far, no one has came after us. In my mind it makes Harrison alive. It’s another reason to shove my nightmares aside and peek in our sweet angel sleeping in the room next door to me wrapped in Toms arms. Until I stop thrashing around and screaming for my Hazzi they have to sleep away from me. So she won’t be traumatized or physically hurt by my unconscious choices. I kissed the angel wing around my neck and retreat to my bed. The first couple of weeks I wouldn’t leave his room from the yacht. Tom forced his hand in making me shower and eat after the third day of locking everyone out. I couldn’t even look at our daughter. She looks so much like him. Her blonde curls, sky blue eyes, her dimpled chin. It’s been almost four months now. Tomorrow we bury her father, the other half of my heart. How the fuck do you bury someone when there is no body? No ashes? No proof he’s even dead! My stupid therapist says it’s supposed to help with closure. Whatever, I’ll do it because part of me that is forever owned by Harrison will give his daughter the best mum she deserves. The part of me that belongs to Tom hated him at first. I blamed him, we shouldn’t have left him there on the side of the jeep. Dead or alive, he didn’t deserve to be alone. I had become the cold one, every 20th of the month I’d make Tom fuck me and by fuck I meant like in the videos, he wasn’t allowed to touch me and I didn’t scream his name. We worked hard together to bring me back. I would have died by now if he hadn’t forced me to seek treatment. We all lost Harrison, it took a lot for me to understand that. I looked around at our empty house. After the so called funeral we were leaving for the home Harrison had remodeled as our safe house. It was his last shot at saving us and I prayed moving there would save us, what was left of us...of me. I was ready to cancel my life. This pain was too much.

My Savagez Part 11

My Savagez pt 11

Word count: 10k

Warnings: fluff, angst, smut, violence, kidnapping

September 2nd I guess the stars really did align that night. The night of Z’s party, well it was the early morning hours of September 2nd but still. That was the round about the technologist and doctor came up up with from the measurements. I was just over 5 weeks and they released me with advice to find an OBGYN doctor and have another ultrasound around 8 weeks. There wasn’t much to see but we could hear a faint heartbeat. September 2nd..the one and only time I have ever been with both of them. What were the chances? I hadn’t said a word since Harrison had told me I was pregnant. I don’t know if I went into shock or disbelief. All I was fixated on was the date and the crazy fact it was a 50/50 shot at whose baby was growing inside me. I had been careful, I even opted for depo thinking it would better protect us if I didn’t rely on taking a pill everyday in case life got out of control. Yeah, nothing is 100% but this...THIS was 100% going to be bomb in someone's face. And why now? Why when Tom is out risking his life on the most dangerous job he’s ever faced...alone! I stayed quiet on the trip home letting the silent tears fall as the rain fell from the night sky. The storm outside matched mine inside. Harrison didn’t push me to talk or hover when I went into Toms room and grabbed one of his shirts to wear to bed. I went to my room and plugged in my phone. I crawled under my covers and held Toms pillow in my arms. I looked at Haz as he crossed his arms and stood at my door. I hated myself for the way I let us down, all of us.

“I’ll be here if you need anything angel, just whisper my name” he said pulling his hair as he turned to go. I got up from the bed and made it to the toilet just in time. Haz was right beside me as I dry heaved with nothing in my system. “Baby, you’re not supposed to stress and from the looks of it, it’s all your fucking doing!” he said getting emotional wiping my face with a cold rag. He helped me back to bed and pulled me into him. The storm raged outside as we faded into sleep.

My eyes darted open by the loud rumbling of thunder. I could tell from Hazes breathing he was asleep. I sat up and I kept my eyes glued to the chaotic weather outside, the lighting that lite up the night sky and heavy rain that washed the dirt away. I wanted to go stand in it and hope it could do the same to me. I jumped out of my skin as the next thunder clap landed above our home. I felt Haz stir and I glanced back at his beautiful smile.

“You should have woken me, do you need something?” he asked kissing my lower back. I shook my head no, and took a deep breath my emotions kicking back up.

“If this is Tom’s baby, will I lose you Hazzi?” I choked out as the thunder boomed again.

I whimper and lock my knees, attempting to stay upright against the sharp sting. His legs are around my ankles so they limit the movement of my feet, but his strong hand on my hip supports me as he pulls my exposed ass closer to his face. Pressing a palm on my back, he forces me to bend at the waist. My hands slip down the mirror as I lower my head. His labored breathing echoes through the empty space, but the glide of his fingers is so controlled. His hands are everywhere, he positioning my hips where he wants them, slowly caressing up and down my legs, and petting between my thighs. Taste me, Harrison. Fuck me with your talented tongue. He hears my unspoken wish and moves his lips my sex, burying his face, groaning, and licking with force. My mouth drops open on a gasp, and I snap it shut, stifling the cry in my throat. I don’t know if I should be vocal like I usually am with roughness because usually with Hazzi, it’s natural and passionate moans. FUCK me. I don’t care, yes I do care! I stay silent only adding to my torture. His lips feel too good pressed against me, kissing and sucking, warm and wet. I push against the mirror, rocking against his tongue, seeking pressure, friction, desperate to cum. He licks me from bottom to top and plunges deep. Then his fingers are there, circling my opening and sinking inside. He thrusts in and out, grunting, panting, fucking me with his touch, his tongue, and the force of my need. I gasp and tremble as the wave starts to build inside me, but he teases me, gives me just enough to hold me at the edge. Lips sliding, tongue curling, and fingers teasing, he plays my body like an instrument. My heart dances to the beats of his breaths. Electricity shoots through my veins, hot and wet and charged with emotion. The sensations Harrison is giving me feel incredible and overpowering. I think I might die. I drop my chin to my chest, my head too heavy to hold up. Stretching the restraint of his legs around my ankles, I shift my feet wider and roll my hips, grinding against his mouth, needing him, wanting this, silently begging him to keep going. He clamps an arm around my waist, rubs a finger around my clit, and closes those beautiful lips over my pussy, sucking faster. My walls spasm, mind explodes, and my body shatters. His primal groan vibrates through me, crashing waves of pleasure from my core to my limbs. Holyfuck, I’m seeing stars, holyfuck!

My Savagez part 7

Paring: Tom Holland and Harrison Osterfield x reader (AU)

Summary: Tom, Haz and Y/N are in a loveship built so uniquely by your own three beating hearts no one could break it apart. But what happens when buried past don't stay buried? Will your love survive? Will you survive? How much of their past is going to test and take from each of you? Only time and endurance will tell.

Side note: Loosely based off of the movie Savages

Word count: 7329..my personal best (the struggle was real)

Warnings: Haz fluff Haz angst/honesty Haz smut. 18 and older type of vibe

**For my readers who follow and dont want smut there is a cut line to STOP, its smut til the end! For us Tom lovers, there will be a price to pay if we stay away too long, the good price ; } **

“I’m seriously not in the fucking mood guys” Haz answered with a red face opening it with such a force it slammed against the door stopper. His hair was a mess and the veins on his normally smooth neck were showing me just what kind of a fucking mood he was in. I looked down at the ground as his eyes met mine. They were a swirl of mixed blues and emotions like a tropical storm coming into shore. The kind you seek shelter from. “I’m sorry, I’m..Harrison” I stammered out “I’m sorry I didn’t know how to say it fast enough, but I want you, I mean..I want to be here with you, I need to be here Harrison” I said closing my leaking eyes as I felt his stare over me. It felt like heartbeats of forever until he wrapped his arms around me and held me tight. I rested my cheek against his pounding heart and felt the warm string of tears that dropped onto my face. “Let’s shower angel, it’s been a long day, yeah?” he said lifting me in his arms. His voice was soft and breaking as he swallowed his emotions down. “How about a bath instead?” I asked doing the same with my emotions. He nodded in agreement taking me to his bed, sitting me down. I looked around as he brought my stuff from the hallway.

I slipped into his bathroom almost as big as the apartment I had back in Michigan. I started the water and poured lots of bubbles in the water filling the air with smells of coconut. He came in already undressed. He got in and jumped back out fast just as fast. I giggled as I remembered my water temperatures were different than his. “Angel that is freezing, a bath has to be warmer than that, even for you!" he said twisting the hot all the way on. I turned it back halfway. “Nope, I dont like to be hot when I get wet Haz” I said as he slid under the bubbles towards the spout where it was steaming as it came out. He raised his eyes smiling as he hit the power to turn on the jets “I beg to differ, I can tell you a few times you've been hot and wet never complained once" he smirked watching me undress. I laughed at him getting in behind him where it would be coldest, for a few minutes anyways. There's a difference between those hots and wets Haz" He leaned into me as I laid back loving the cold feel of the tub and his warmth on my skin. There were floor to ceiling mirrors surrounding the tub making anywhere I looked right at him. He smiled turning off the water as he noticed me noticing that fact. “You must really love looking..humm..at yourself in here” I said not meeting his eyes. he pulled my foot into his soft long fingers and started to massage them. I closed my eyes moaning my gratitude. “It's a safety issue love, this is meant to relax my body and soul. But I couldn't do that if I can't see what's surrounding me can I?” I nodded in agreement not opening my eyes. “Why do you do that, why not just ask what's on your mind y/n, I never want you to hold back from me. I'll always be open and honest so long as you are" I shrugged my shoulders as he massaged my other foot. “Your eyes are closed but I can still see your mind over working because your heart is pounding y/n, just get it out" he said nibbling my toe. I jerked back and he pulled me into him. “We could seriously float side by side in here, why do you need a tub so big in a ocean" I said hugging his neck trying to drop the stupid insecure girl that surfaced once in awhile. “So I can bring all my honeys into it when I feel the need. I even have a name for the VIP event it's called Hazes honey hot tub express. Its a yearly event, if you play nice, I'll make sure your top of the list” he said poking my side to make me laugh. “ASK Y/N" he held me away from him so he could look at me. I moved behind him and started to rub his shoulders. He was tight and his breathing hitched as I worked on the knots. Our eyes met in the mirror.

“How many” I offered vs asked. “That doesn't count" he smiled loving my touch. “How many others” I said just above a whisper he bit his lip and didn't reply. “How many other woman Harrison” I asked sinking my body lower under the shield of bubbles. He did the same allowing me my space. He held my eyes as he answered securely “None that’s matter like you do. And never has a woman been on this yacht let alone my room or my tub if that's what your asking angel" he pulled me against his chest and we sat against the tub. “Tom and I forbidden it, you made us break our own rule y/n" he smiled against my shoulder kissing it sweetly. “You will in fact, break every single rule we had to protect ourselves from ever hurting our hearts again" he wrapped his long legs around me and started to wash my hair. I looked at him in the mirror as his eyes seemed to go to a far away place and he pinched his eyebrows together as he spoke “I was awkward growing up y/n. I wasn't the cool kid who had lots of friends and girls falling over them. I had Tom and his brothers, a few others but none I can name now. My body grew weird just like me” he laughed rinsing my long hair “I was a virgin until the summer of my graduating year, before my life went to shit" he said sliding under the water. He quickly lathered up his hair and I shaved my legs needing to hear everything he would tell me. I can't say why but with Harrison it mattered more than with Tom. Haz seemed vulnerable like me, perhaps it was part of my attachment to him. “I won't tell you Tom's story, it's his to tell. We handled our own grieving hell differently and however we seen fit I guess. I buried myself in becoming what I am today. I wasn't born to be what I am, sometimes I look in the mirror and the old me shivers at what looks back” he closed his eyes and disappeared under the water again. I sat on my knees to face him once he came up. “What exactly are you Harrison?” I said as he looked away and then back to me. His eyes were glacier cold, no warmth, no softness, no love...no Haz. “I'm a killer y/n" he looked up unable to watch my reaction as he told his story. “When my whole family was taken from me all I had were Tom and his brothers. I love them as if they are my brothers, but I couldn't help the loneliness I felt. I felt like I just followed where Tom led. Harry has always been a buddy to me but Sam can be cold at times. Needless to say, the moment we were presented with the truth of our fathers and a chance to revenge our family's deaths, Tom jumped pulling me right along, or I followed I can't remember anymore" he shook his head looking anywhere but at me. I pulled the plug and shut off the jets. I could tell he was growing anxious with nowhere to go. He looked at me with relief and I smiled knowingly. I stood up and he watched as I dried myself off. He grabbed my lotion out of my hands and ordered me to the bed. I dropped my towel and swayed my hips dramatically as I went in search of my clean clothes.

He dried off fast and was at my side quickly. “Here baby, where these” he said holding up soft batman pajama bottoms. I took them and laughed as he held up another pair “We can twin it, after I lotion you up" he said biting his lip. I slipped on my panties as he put on his batman pjs. “Is batman your favorite superhero?” I asked crawling to the middle of his xl king bed. His living quarters was built to fit him. It was almost a direct reflection of himself. Floor to ceiling was white marble with contrasts of royal and powder blues mixed with silver and dark gray furniture pulling it all into a crisp clean yet relaxing room. He had a beautiful view of the ocean through windows that practically went all the way around. There was a zero gravity chair that reminded me of a hammock. I made a mental note to test that out. He hit a switch that made the windows darken and the fireplace light up. I could hear the ocean fading as the window above the bed closed and turned into a mirror. “Wow, fancy" I said as he crawled to me planting a kiss on my bare tummy. “Wait until you feel the bed heat up” he said hovering over me. I blushed a little and smiled at the necklace he wore that I had gotten him, it tickled my skin ashe bent down and kissed my face with his soft lips. I twisted his wet hair in my fingers as he nibbled my ear then pulled away. “We've made you a naughty girl already” he smiled back as he ran cold lines of lotion down my naked chest, tummy and legs. “I have heaters in the mattress, I don’t like being cold” he smirked as my body responded to his touch. The lotion left my exposed skin cool and full of goosebumps as my back felt the warm bed under me. His long soft fingers massaged anywhere he touched. I was trying to be on my best behaviour, I knew there was so much more he wanted to tell me and I wanted to hear it all before he changed his mind. He rolled me over and made the same lines along my back, ass and legs. “Your so beautiful angel, inside and out” he kissed the small of my back and I pushed my body up on my hands and knees. FUCK ME! I needed to clear my head for him. I shot up from the bed “I need a drink, this bed is hot Haz!” he laughed as he rolled off the bed and walked to the mini bar. He pulled out two glasses with ice and offered me the choice of my ciroc or champagne. “Lets share” I said pointing at the ciroc. He poured and I slipped on one of his clean t-shirts and matching batman bottoms before moving to the couch closest to him. He still had a heavy look in his eyes and it was hurting me to see him like this, he tried to cover it with a smile “You look good in my clothes twin” he handed me my drink and stood against the bar crossing his legs swirling the clear liquor right before he downed it. Shit, I hope Ciroc was the right choice as I did the same. He refilled us and took a small sip..whew! “So tell me, what do you love about batman? I’m an Iron Man girl myself, or if a female superhero, Wonder Woman 100%” I said trying to not be obvious to wanting to talk about his troubles if he wasn’t willing.

“As a kid I’ve always loved him” he smiled before his eyes flashed to the glacier ice cold like they had in the tub, he downed the second glass and I did too, here we go, I thought to myself. Haz didn’t offer more as he started to pace the room. “As I was forced to become my own man so fast he became who, in my mind, I aspired to be like” he shook his head at the thought “Bruce Wayne is rich,charming and head smart in the daylight, at night he turns into a killer only hunting down the bad guys, hated by his own city he wants to protect just for trying to balance out the fucked up in Gotham, then he goes home to an empty house, sleeps and repeats. Story of my life!” He scooped out more ice and filled his glass. He paced back and forth the soft padding of his bare feet was the only noise before he continued. “I had to work extra hard to force myself into being a trained killer, it took me a lot longer than Tom. My heart wasn’t in it, or my head, I wanted to..believe me, FUCK, I was weak I suppose. I had to go through separate training than he did, once he surpassed me as usual, they seperated us to focus on our skill sets. I had to work out twice as hard, twice as much. To break me of my “warm heart” as they called it, they isolated me for weeks at a time in the coldest climates during my training. When I was allowed back around Tom they made sure I stayed in wet clothes as a reminder to not let myself feel or show my “warm emotions” I suffered the whole time we trained side by side, my weak self didn’t want to be without Tom, I also couldn’t let that show so I used it to fuel my brain to get through” his jaw tensed up and he took a long drink. On autopilot he filled us both back up. Wow, this was getting deep, perhaps liquor wasn’t the best for us. He let me take the bottle not even seeming to notice the movements. “I love Tom y/n, I’d give my last breath for him and not think twice. Don’t hate me for this, but if I don’t say what I’ve needed to for so long, I’ll never forgive myself” he said sweeping his eyes over mine and across my face waiting for the reassurance he needed “You can tell me anything Harrison, it won’t leave this room, I promise” he gave me a weak smile and started to pace again.

“Sometimes I felt like Toms fucking shadow. I’ve always been at his side, in his eyes I was his equal, but he don’t know the shit I used to get even growing up being his best friend. He was better at talking to people, he was popular with all the kids, he was better at sports and whatever else we did together. I never let it show because he always included me and made sure to push me so he could have me next to him. He meant it from his heart but others who noticed it let me catch hell for it y/n” he pulled his blonde hair hard as he let out a frustrated growl “I was having a hard time getting anyone to say yes to going to senior prom with me and as a way of helping, Tom convinced our parents to let us take dance lessons. As usual Tom had all the girls in the class flocking to him, even the one I had a secret crush on! I never even told Tom, I knew he would try to “help” me and no fucking way was that going to happen. The dance class ended up like most things did for me, I sat on the sideline and watched. I tried, but like I said before I have two left feet. I hid behind the scenes as the DJ and effects man. I helped make Tom look all the cooler to the my crush. My reward was her asking him to prom and he accepted. I spent that night drinking and hanging with his brothers. My brave ass little sister Charlotte who had a crush on Tom ended our night by kneeing him in the balls as he danced with the girl” he laughed pausing as he soaked in his emotions. It was clear he was drunk. “It was my sister who told Tom on our last holiday together the truth, little shit she was, even tougher than me now I bet...if she had been given the chance” he closed his eyes as one tear fell down his face. I stood up and he held his hand out to stop me. I stayed on the couch as my own tears fell. “The fucked up part of all this is that I’m the asshole in it, when Tom made me tell him the truth about taking my crush to prom and not telling him, he found a way that we both got our man cards that summer. And when Tom found out how they gave me special training through torture, he removed us from their clutches and started our own way to honor our family's.” I followed his teary eyes as they stared straight ahead, looking at himself through the now black windows that reflected like glass “He’s my best mate and brother, together we are the most lethal men on this earth, yet I’m afraid of who you might see when you look at me the way you do y/n. I’ve never crossed any lines without him except the ones we drew for you y/n” he shut his eyes tight “I knew from the moment we all met that things just shifted for us, it sounds so fucked up that him and I made a deal before you even knew how we felt about you y/n” he shook his head rethinking the memory “All my life, until we met you, I felt lesser than..” he choked out “Now with you, I see us all so happy, I don’t want to fuck this up for any of us” he started to crumble

Harrison ignited me and seemed to lick at the flames he brought about. I sat up on my elbows watching him as he caressed my skin with his tongue. His blue eyes reminded me of the hottest part of a fire as he scorched my soul, his eyes danced with mine. He slid off the bed and pulled me to the edge. I sat up looking down on him on his knees. He was leaning back looking at my body in fascination. I closed my eyes as he kissed each inner thigh making me spread my legs for his viewing pleasure. He ever so gently kissed above my sensitive nub and rested my feet on the edge of the bed frame making me more exposed to him. I gripped his hair as he blew his breath on my wet sex. “Fuck I want to taste you baby, is that okay?” he asked looking at me with hooded eyes. I moaned in response biting my lip and arching my back. I flashed hot as he inhaled my scent “Your smell so delicious angel” I closed my eyes in embarrassment but opened them just as quick as he claimed my sex with his mouth. He flattened his tongue along my silky slit and licked up to the top my clit. “Please..please don’t stop Harrison” I begged holding his hair tighter. He looked up at me and I couldn’t look at anything but the way his soft lips cupped my pussy and sucked on it forcefully yet tender. I rocked my hips to ride his beautiful mouth. I watched his face become wetter with my sex and it turned me on all the more “Harrison I’m so close” I cried out in pleasure. “I love the way you scream my name y/n” he moaned sliding in a finger right towards my G spot. I swear the room went black and I almost fell forward. He held my neck keeping my body straight as he fingered me at a steady pace. His thumb worked my nub in vigorous circles and he slid in another finger. “Fuck your so tight and so so wet baby” I struggled to keep my eyes open as I felt the wave coming fast. I tried to close my legs, I wasn’t ready to let go of this Haz high yet. “Please Harrison..Harrison..” my eyes rolled into my head as he fucked me with his fingers and his tongue making me come undone. “Yes y/n, feed me baby” he moaned as I rode his face faster. I watched as my sex soaked his face and fingers. He was a sexy sticky mess and the look in his eyes told me he wasn’t even close to being done with me. “Your beautiful when you come like that” he said husky as he leaned against me and pressed his face to mine. I could smell my juices on him and I kissed him deep wanting to taste me in his mouth. It was intoxicating. I broke the kiss and moved my body back into the center of the bed waiting on my knees as I touched my breast for him. Harrison stood up from the floor and admired me some more. I would never grow tired of the way he adoringly looked at me. He made me feel both beautiful and sexy. I watched as he slid off his batman pjs and whimpered at his long smooth cock that sprang free.

“Your the beautiful one Hazzy” I said biting my lips. He took a deep breath and let it out shaky as I looked at him with my hungry eyes. FUCK, I’ve wanted this man since I first felt his skin against mine on that hot day as I held him in my hands, I felt my core heat with the memory. “Dress” by Taylor Swift swirled around us as I patted the bed in front of me and his face flushed red. I reached for him as he hesitated, unsure of what to do “My turn to taste you Harrison” I said in a persuasive tone. My eyes were fixated on his as he reached for me in return. He laid on his back and his cock stood at attention. He gripped it in both hands as if to hide it from me. “Harrison” I said looking at him in amusement with his eyes closed. “Hazzy” I said kissing his neck, trying to relax him and ease whatever he was feeling. He let go of himself and pulled me closer to his face “You don’t have to do this baby” he said sounding unsure of himself. “I know Haz, but I want to, just like I wanted to on that hot hot day on the jet ski” I watched him gulp down his fear as he remembered that day “I need all of you Harrison, every fucking drop” I said seductive moving my fingertips to his exposed cock and closed my eyes as I felt his drop of precum that beaded at the tip. I sucked my finger that held his creamy drop. He let out a throaty groan and watched me as I slowly kissed his chest and worked my way down his tan hard body with my wet sloppy kisses. His breathing became shallow and I kissed each hip and put my palm flat onto his sexy stomach sliding it under his erection and up towards my lips. He looked at me wide eyed ready to stop me, before he had time to react I circled his thick head with my wet warm tongue and took him as deep as I could before choking. “Fuckkkk..” he hissed as I adjusted my head and angled it to take more of him in. I used my thumb and finger to work his head applying pressure around the rim as i licked his shaft soaking him with my mouth. His hips thrusted upwards as I ran my nail over his sensitive sac and swirled the pool of saliva very carefully over his nerves that clung to his balls. I worked him from the base up with my other hand and squeezed his length tight as he rocked his hips up and down with my rhythm. His eyes were shut tight and his mouth was wide open as he held tight to control his release. I pressed my hand down hard on his lower abdomen muscles stopping his movements. “We have a long way to go Harrison, let me take you there” I said as he opened his eyes. He was worked up, I know he couldn't hold back much longer. He pushed my long hair out of his way so he could watch as I replaced my hands with my mouth. I kissed his head and ran my sexy tongue through his cum that secreted out. My eyes met his as I moaned at his sweet taste, they were dark with desire, his pupils were fully dilated only allowing a hint of sky blue. I opened my mouth wide and kept eye contact as I took his entire length to the very back of my throat. He gripped my hair and held me there for a fraction of a moment. He blew out a breath as I tasted more of him. My eyes burned and I felt them water as he withdrew himself slightly. I felt my sex twitch as he said pleaded so sexy. “Y/N I cant hold on like this” he panted I worked my head up and down faster keeping pressure on his tip with my thumb making sure he let me have control of his release. “y/n..y/n..” he whimpered as he started to rock his hips again. Haz was coming undone. I moved my hand and worked his cock feverishly as he gripped the sheets hard in his hands. I closed my eyes and opened my throat wider to let him explode in my mouth. “I’m going to cum, fuck I’m going to cum in your mouth angel” he gripped my hair in his hands keeping my head still as he thrusted once more. He screamed my name making his voice crack as he erupted his hot cream inside my mouth. My eyes widen as I looked at him coming undone. He was a beautiful mess, his eyes looked from mine to his cock still pulsating in my mouth. He traced my neck with his finger seeming just amazed as I felt. He gasped as I increased the pressure on him with my tongue, squeezing out the last drops as I slowly removed him. He shivered involuntary as I sat back admiring my work. He was glistening with sweat and covered his eyes with his arm as he caught his breath. I closed my legs feeling my sex pooling at my opening. I was a hot mess too.

I drank water to cool me down. I wanted to keep going, I needed more, it was never enough. Perhaps they had turned me into a naughty girl,I laughed to myself. What's funny he asked taking the glass from my hands and downing the rest. I shook my head as he rubbed the cold glass against my nipples. The drops of precipitation ran down my stomach and he watched raising his eyebrow as he noticed my glistening sex. “Lay back all the way y/n” he commanded. I did as told and he kissed me greedily his cold tongue mixed with my hot one made me tingle. “I want you inside me Haz” i said as licked down to my erect nipples. “You will baby, very soon, but first I want to take care of this” he said pinching my swollen nub and making me squirm from under him. He held my hips keeping me in one spot as he set the cold glass on my belly button. I sucked in a deep breath at the shock of the feel being too cold for my hot hot skin. “Too cold” I yelped reaching to move the glass. He hovered over my body pinning both my arms over my head. “Haz please” I whined as it started to numb my flesh “Let's make a deal angel, the faster you cum in my mouth again, the faster you can have me inside you” he bit his lip as he rubbed his hard cock against my wet sex. SHIT. I hadn’t know he was that close and hard again. I arched my back to get more of a feel of him. The glass nearly fell over and he stopped it. He took out a ice cube and rolled it around each nipple making me shiver. “What are you doing Haz?” I asked confused going into sensory overload. “I’m enjoying you angel, now tell me we have a deal” he said sucking my pebbled freezing nipple into the heat of his mouth. “Oh, wow” I said loving the contrast. “We have a deal” I agreed as he took out another ice cube and trailed in down my stomach “the only rule is that you can’t knock this glass over or I won’t let you cum, okay baby?” he asked as my body reacted to the melting ice on my burning flesh. I whimpered in agreement just needing him to touch me in any way. He placed the ice in his mouth and gilded it across the skin of my inner thighs. I learned quick that if I moved even to watch him or grab his hair the glass would threaten to fall over. FUCK, this would be harder than I thought! I closed my eyes and focused on my breathing, wondering how the hell this would play out. He dipped his finger in the glass making it cold before slipping it inside me without warning. “Harrison” I cried out restricted in movement as he made quick work of my pool of warmness. “Yes baby, be my good girl” he encouraged as he rubbed his nose over my throbbing nub. I panted as he slipped in another finger and angled his wrist tapping my g-spot. “This isn’t fair” I cried out as he pressed against my pelvic bone creating a pressure that I’ve never felt before. My body was demanding me to ride his fingers but he had forbidden me to and restrained my movements. I was going crazy trying to just let him do all the pleasuring. “Harrison I can’t I can’t” I groaned out feeling tortured “you can y/n, you can,I can feel you already gripping my fingers” he encouraged kissing my thigh. I heard the clink of ice as my beating heart roared in my ears. My eyes shot open when I felt him rub the ice around my sensitive clit. “Holy FUCK, Haz please please” I begged asking for help. I had blocked out the mirror until now and watched helplessly as his arm muscles flexed with each thrust his fingers gave me. I opened my legs wider to get a view of more as he slipped the ice inside me cooling my sex just as I was ready to explode “No no no!” I cried at the way it caused my wave to recede instead of crash down. “Don’t worry y/n, your Hazzy has you covered” he said before assaulting my clit with his hot mouth. He sucked my nub hard into his mouth and flicked his tongue over and around it as he removed his fingers as my wave rolled in too fast. I gave zero fucks as I grabbed his hair knocking the glass over and down my hot sex and his face. He moaned as I sat up and grinded my core against his lips and face hard. I came with such a force that it ran down my ass and soaked him and the bed. He lifted my body more on him letting me fuck his beautiful face however I wanted. He rubbed my silk against my ass and lightly pressed just the tip of his finger inside while his thumb and tongue filled my kitty. My eyes rolled back into my head as I came again back to back. I was screaming his name and I didn’t care if the rest of the world could hear me, I felt like I was never going to stop.

He didn’t give me a moment to even catch my breath before he removed his face from my legs and kissed me with uncontrollable hunger. We both gasped for air as he drowned me in my own juices. I wrapped my legs around Hazes back and reached for his long cock. No way was he stopping us now. I rubbed him against my opening soaking him before I wrapped my arms around his back. He kissed me deep as I pulled him down on me and arched my back so he was at my entrance. He circled his thick head through the ocean he created himself. He slid in slow and I scratched his back moaning into his mouth as I stretched to fit him. He broke away and buried his face in my neck. “Y/N I want to go slow, but I’m not going to last” his apology softly laced with unraveling control. He let out a harsh breath as he carefully sank deeper and slowly pulled back, pumping himself just once, hitting my wall and pushing against it until he was all the way inside me. My walls gripped him as did my nails into his arms. He whipped his face towards me looking panicked as if he remembered this was still painful for me. His whole body and mood changed in a heartbeat and I held him to me before he broke us apart. “It’s okay Haz, just stay like this for a moment” I said wrapping my legs tight around his ass so he wouldn’t pull out. “Angel, I’m sorry, I got carried away” he said sounding panicked and worried. “Harrison please...please baby, it’s okay, just let me adjust okay?” I asked kissing his shoulders. His blue eyes watched me with concern as I moved my ass upwards taking some pressure off my core he was buried against. I let out a sharp breath as I rolled my hips in circles forcing my body to adjust to his length. The more I did the more my sex opened for Haz. He stayed still probably afraid to hurt me if he moved. I moved one hand to his blonde hair guiding it to my breast and my other hand coaxed him to pump slow as I gripped his side. “Make love to me Harrison, I want you” I encouraged as he looked at my face. He kissed me full of passion as he circled his cock around and pushed in and out slowly. I could hear the noises from my wetness as he slipped in and out. I looked up in the mirror and watched his back muscles work as he kissed my breast and slid his arms under my shoulders. His ass was rock hard as he tested his new fit softly pumping in and out. I closed my eyes as I nearly came watching him making me feel so fucking good. He must have felt me hold back because he moaned at the same time. “Deeper Haz, deeper” I cried out as he bit my neck. “I’m going to cum inside you if I do that, I’m too close” he warned looking in my eyes. I bit my lip as he thrusted a little harder. He circled my nub pumping his full length into me, fuck it hurt so good “Yes Haz yes” I screamed as he brought me to climax again. He lost control as he buried himself inside me and moaned my name. He held me still as we both felt him pulsate inside me. He stayed there in my arms until we started to drift off into sleep. He groaned as I slid him over grabbing the edge of the sheet, he wined in protest until he understood what I was doing. I kissed his forehead and raised the temperature of his bed warmer and turned off the lights with one remote. He smiled against my back as he pulled me into his body. “I love you so much y/n” he whispered tangling his long legs with mine I kissed his hand and placed it back on my waist “I love you too Harrison”

My Savagez pt 10

Paring: Tom Holland and Harrison Osterfield x reader (AU)

Side note: Loosely based off of the movie Savages

Word count: 11k+

Warnings: fluff angst smut. 18 and older type of vibe

The next few weeks flew by in a blur as I trained hard and built myself into something I never thought I could be, a savage, and I would do anything to protect my family, so I excelled. I was introduced to Zendaya, one of the smartest and prettiest team members. She and I became close as she taught me how to become deadly and lure people of both sexes to my advantage. She had been apart of a secret and highly classified entity called Silky Touch, they trained her in the fine art of lethal seducing, it made me that much more braver in bed with Tom and helped me learn what Haz needed before he knew it. Harry had the most fun with me, always taking me out of my indoor training and letting me get used to looking at dangerous factors around me and how to use some elements to my advantage. He had nicknamed me Crofty after Lara Croft. Sam taught me to use my head to see things in plain sight that others couldn't. Much of our time was focused on evolving my other senses so he blindfolded me, I quickly became second at assessing my environment. Tom was more attuned than any of us. Tom was also the one who was most physical with me. He trained me on self defense and how to kick ass. He never went easy on me either. It hurt like hell but I endured it and as I grew I felt confident and powerful. Haz trained my reflex skills and endurance, he was mentally stronger than any of them and now I knew some secrets in how he had such self control when it came to physical wants and needs.

That didn’t help me in the bedroom because seriously, I couldn't get enough of either one of them. We never got to the part where we had a schedule like Tom had suggested. We just went with the flow. It was natural for us. The only small difference was if Tom walked in on us kissing or any other forms of pda he made it clear for us to knock it off. We respected that. Harrison couldn't care less, he's stayed quite a few times when me and Tom were making out until he was sent away. If I had sex with Tom or with Harrison it was done in the privacy of their own room and they had a floor to themselves. Tom was on the first floor Harrison was on the third. They built me a dance studio and I had my own bedroom in between them. It was the best choice I had made because I swear as the days went by, my libido got out of control. The shift in my attitude and self confidence had me ending any training with Haz or Tom with a encore of them inside me, they had gotten spoiled by it. My breast seemed more sensitive to the touch, my stomach quivered at the innocent of touches. Even my orgasms seemed more powerful, I felt every sensation and if not for the quiet floor between them, I’m 100% sure the other would have heard my cries of pleasure. I can’t tell you how many times I wished I had them both at the same time, I was that out of control. But it was their fault, they spoiled me just as much!

My only demand was that if they wanted to sleep overnight with me I had an open door policy. My room was the safe zone and every night they both made their way next to me. Some nights we went to bed together. Most nights TomTom would come in quietly if I was asleep and hold me close. It's how I learned to know how bad of a trip he had, Tom had become obsessed with finding this leader and taking him out, they were getting so close. Harrison made it a habit to wake me with a kiss and tell me he loved me no matter the time when he returned. It was his way of making peace in his soul so he could sleep. He didn't obsess like Tom did but again, he had the most self control outta all of us. Haz worried on the inside exactly the opposite of Tom. But I could read it in his eyes same as Tom's body language. Being away from them even one at a time was hard. I couldn’t ever imagine living without one or the other. They filled up both sides of my home, my bed, my heart and most of all my soul. We all wanted this to end. They had promised me no more jobs after it was done. We would move and settle down somewhere off the grid and grow old together. At least that was the plan for now. I had opened a dance studio for all ages, I wanted to keep doing what I loved and it allowed me to stay true to my heart. We had all come up with the name Tiny dancerz and Little Savagez to appeal to both girls and boys. It gained popularity quick and before I knew it, I had a full studio every day and night we were open. They had surprised me by expanding it another level making it available for adults who wanted to learn to dance too. Zendaya was really happy to help me out with that. She even opened the doors Saturday nights to adults who wanted to learn the art of pole dancing, needless to say we never taught that class alone. Haz insisted on playing DJ and actually loved it, so did the kids. Tom had become smitten with the ideal of showing these young boys that you could be cool and knowing how to dance just made them coolier for the young ladies. He was roped into teaching his own all male ballet class before we ended our second month of opening. Things were feeling so great in life that the looming threat of danger almost faded out of minds and conversations. We ended our first summer on a high note! Tom and Haz had surprised us all by setting up a talent show for a back to school kick off and the winner of each category would win an all expense paid shopping spree for back to school gear. Little did every smiling child in our studio know they were all winners.

It was Zendaya's birthday and we threw her a party at an exclusive nightclub owned by Jacob. Tom and Harrison had surprised me with a sexy black dress, along with new jewelry and topped off with fuck me ruby red and black stilettos to match. The dress was tight and clung to my curves with designed see-thru patterns. It barely covered the skin they were designed to cover, wearing a bra or panties proved impossible. Part of me wondered if Haz had picked this out, Tom would have never allowed such a risk, especially in public. I completed my look with red lips and dark smokey eyes, giving me that dark sexy edge I was feeling inside. Tonight was going to be different I could feel it as I walked down the stairs to my savagez who were waiting for me. Tom looked me up and down three fucking times, his eyes grew darker each time. His jaw twitched as he eyed the amount of skin that was on display. He bit his tongue as he looked back at Harrison who was eye fucking me with those sky blue eyes that sparkled with a lusty need that instantly heated my core. I felt the energy between all three of us and we were on fire.

I unglue my feet from the sticky floor and follow him deeper into the dance floor chaos. When he slows at the center, I keep going, pulling on his hand and bouncing to the music. I came here with two men, and I want to see them both have fun. So I head toward the far edge and stop a few feet from Tom. My brown curly haired savage licks his lips and gives me a commanding nod that tells me to dance. I find the beat, mentally tapping out the count and moving my drunk and limber body in motions designed to stir both their desires. The movements start with my head and work their way down to my feet. A hair toss, hip roll, and step together. I feel it, work it, and strip the last of my inhibitions beneath Toms heated gaze. Harrison dances around me, keeping it clean as he tries to not be insecure with his newly found ability to dance. He doesn't know that the 10 eyes around us are all women and they are watching him, wanting a shot at catching his sky blue eyes. When it comes to a man dancing in a club, less is more, and he has that figured out. He puts his personality into it, and every move has swagger mixed with a cute shyness. And he gains more attention as he loses himself in the lust he's feeling for me. His soft hands go up my sides and he rubs his fingers on my exposed neck as he moved my hair to the side and kissed it soft. Harrisons mouth licks and bites my flesh in a sensual pattern lick, bite, lick, bite. Every action is delieberte, sensual, and undeniably confident. I close my eyes as my breathing becomes labored. He moves his hips to the beat and l moan out loud at his hard cock. Damn, he knows what he’s doing. Whenever he stops one action, he makes sure he’s touching me somehow, always keeping the connection. He turns me to face him and my eyes fly open as our flush bodies melted together. He grabbed my thigh and lifted my leg. My naked kitty was glistening with my silky wetness and he kissed me as he dry fucked me slowly on that dance floor. I lost all sense of where we were as he held my body hard against him and rocked his cock up and down, making me moan into his mouth. He broke the kiss and set my leg down, making sure he held me up as I gathered myself. I rested my flush face on his shoulder and he kissed my face. I let out a flustered sigh, my body was on fire.

Perspiration glistens on his forehead, his breathing is heavy and his body is burning with hunger. I rock my body up against him and he put his hand on my ass. He grips it hard, grinding with me in time with the music. Bump, bump, bump, we’re caught in it. Contagious, suggestive, the bumps roll into waves that ripple down our bodies. My hand falls to his shoulder, and his arms hang at his sides and slightly behind him, giving me full access to his hard sexy body. I indulge, drifting my other hand down his abs, tracing his muscle through the shirt, and lingering on the button of his pants. I bite my lip looking at his cock at full attention, SHIT, I want him right here. He leans in, leans out, putting a sexy roll into it. With each movement forward and back, he grows closer, smoother, sliding up against me. Then we’re grinding again, feeling the same rhythm and motion, and dancing as one. This is where it’s at. The sizzling burn. The fire and thunder that started before we had left for the club. Our hips locked together. Our eyes connect, and I’m buzzing, lost in the lusty blue of his gaze. He doesn’t just look at me. He eats me alive with his eyes. My pulse quickens. My blood pumps, hot and fast, beneath my skin. The rock of his pelvis controls the pace of my mine, and his hands caress my back, molding around my waist, and slipping down inside my bare thighs, I toss my head back welcoming the touch. Then there are four hands. My gaze flies to Haz, but I don’t need to see his relaxed expression to know who’s behind me. I’m intimately familiar with the touch of those fingers, above where Harrison has his hands, stopping the free show of my naked skin with dominating pressure. The scent of my TomTom warms my senses as he slides up behind me, gripping my hips and taking control. He slows it down. Sets the pace. Pulls me closer. Grabs me a little tighter. And lets me feel his rhythm. And his hardness. I tremble as my breaths grow faster. What are they doing to me? Harrison moves in, pressing his chest to mine and holding my face in his hands. His gaze is electric, sparking with desire. As hard as I look, I don’t see jealousy or frustration. His smile’s too bright. But those blue eyes are deep orbs of trouble. Doesn’t matter that I’m with both of them tonight. He’s going to tease me until I’m dripping, and it’ll run down my legs because FUCK, I’m not wearing panties. He rocks against me, sandwiching my body between him and Toms. His rhythm is faster, like the beat but not like the hips crushed against my ass. Tom tightens his grip, tries to take back control. But Harrison changes it up, drops it here, stops it right there, and returns to a slow grind. They go back and forth, fighting for the lead in our erotic dance. Pushing and pulling. Slowing down and speeding up. Until a beautiful thing happens. Our rhythm syncs, and our hips grind in unison, as if connected, like our souls. They stop fighting and work together, falling into the perfection that was us. I’m in heaven. Nothing is sexier than dancing between my savagez who want me as much as I want them. Harrisons smile. The press of Toms hands. The heavy sounds of their breaths. The sexual way they move against me. I could do this forever. Tom maintains the connection by leaning around me to see my face. I lean back, keeping my hips pinned between theirs and holding his gaze. We dance like that through several songs before taking a break to catch our breaths and drink. Then we dance some more. The longer I’m held between them, the bolder my hands become. Strong necks, hard pecs, muscular forearms with pulsing veins, swollen cocks. I touch them everywhere, rubbing, caressing, stroking. I’m burning up, soaked between my legs, and shaking with the impossible need to fuck them. Their own arousal vibrating through their bodies doesn’t help. They seem to have forgotten each other, their mouths and hands aggressively focused on me. When Harrisons lips capture mine, I tense up and try to pull back. He grips my neck and deepens the kiss, chasing my tongue and going wild. Then Tom is there, taking my mouth from Haz and stealing his own kiss before Haz takes it back. They pass me between them, over and over, controlled by a desire that grows greedier by the second. We continue to dance, three souls spiraling in a private world of kissing, neck licking, lip biting, and ass grabbing. Whatever this is, it’s reckless, carnal, dangerous, just like our love for each other. And we don’t seem capable of stopping. It’s too powerful, too deliciously tempting as it wraps around us and attempts to break every rule. The energy between us crackles across my skin, turning the longing inside me into a physical ache. I’ve never experienced sexual tension like this. It seethes and growls like a wild animal, as it follows us off the dance floor and stays with us during the ride home.

I know things got out of hand on the dance floor. Wild and uncontrolled, we worked ourselves to a feverish ache. As I hang upside down over Harrisons shoulder, my fingers tingle with the need to touch. A fluttering ache persists in my chest, and there’s another, more demanding beat thats throbbing between my legs. But Haz and Tom can’t possibly intend to do anything about it. Not in the ways I fantasized during the ride home. Right? Right. They don’t share, TOMTOM don’t share. Haz carries me into the bedroom and drops me on the bed. I land on my back, and he follows me down. His expression is pure needing lust, I’ve never seen this look from him, his hands move like charged static as he pulls on my dress and hikes it up my hips. I twist my head, seeking Tom, but he’s already here, falling on me with ferocious caresses and a starving mouth. “You’re not..” I gasp at the sharp scrape of Toms teeth against my ass. “We can’t..” Haz devours my words, plunging his tongue past my lips and swallowing my air. I squirm and writhe between them, clamping my legs together, desperate to be fucked while struggling to slam on the brakes. Haz works my dress over my chest, my head, and off, leaving me completely bare, except my heels. Then his hands are everywhere, stroking my hips, my thighs, and between my legs while Tom kisses me breathless. Their hot mouths and impatient fingers flood me with warmth and loosen my knees. I want this but we can’t do this. Tom will resent it the most. They’ll hate each other, most likely me. I try to break the kiss, but it’s Tom who presses closer, harder, tangling our tongues. I try to wriggle away, but I’m out matched, overpowered. Four hands. Two mouths. One of me. Harrison moves down my body, licking and nuzzling my hips as he caresses me from chest to toes as he removes my heels. When Tom releases my lips to bite my neck, I find my voice. “Why are you doing this? You’ll regret..” Tom grips my throat in a familiar iron fist. “Shut the fuck up.” His tone and the heat of his command, I’m a slave to it. I quickly use our safe rules from our private moments when Tom’s being too rough as I scratch his wrist that holds my neck too tight and he lightens the pressure just enough to allow me to breath again.

There are so many conflicting thoughts pounding in my head, but I need to remember we’re all adults. No one is here against his will. They’re controlling this, and whether or not they thought through it, they’re committed to it. Inching down my body, Harrison palms my ass, squeezes my thighs, and slides his hand between my legs, spreading the moisture. Tom tears off his shirt and returns to my mouth, kneading my breasts with strong rough fingers. Then he lifts on his knees, and I watch with ragged breaths as he unzips his pants and strips the last of the clothes from his body. His cock springs free, inches from my face, and my mouth waters with a rush of saliva. He’s beautifully blessed, both thick and long. His tip is beading with pre-come. Kneeling beside my head, he angles over me and rests the tip against my lips. I don’t wait another second. I stick out my tongue, savoring his salty taste as Harrison grips my thighs and places them around his shoulders. Then he lowers his head and buries his tongue, licking me aggressively. “Fuck!” My back arches, and my heart slams out of control. The instant my mouth opens on a choked gasp, Tom shoves in his cock. No way. NO WAY! This is happening. I open my throat wide and he pushes deep, staying there as he pumps hard. I grip the base in my fist. I could tell by his thrust he was in a different zone and not holding back, this was my way to keep him from fucking my mouth too hard. Then we’re rocking, grinding, licking, and groping. They are muscle and flesh, passion and sin, flexing and burning beneath my greedy fingers. They surround me, consume me, twisting us into a tangle of sweaty limbs and shameless self indulgence. There are so many hands on my body I’m delirious beneath the sensations. I’ve never seen them this worked up, this desperate to fuck me, not even alone. They don’t look at each other, yet somehow, they avoid each other’s touches. As I swallow and suck Tom’s cock, Harrison’s blonde head moves between my legs. He closes his eyes and groans as he taste my sex. I grow wetter with each thrust in my mouth and his jaw grinding against me, his face is soaked, tongue so deep his nose is rubbing my clit into a frenzy as he tongue fucks me with deep strokes, his tongue is wide and long, he always has me cumming in moments, I’m so close. Tom shoves a hand in my hair, gripping my head almost sensing it. Then he rolls to his back and takes me with him. I fall to my side, curled around Tom’s leg with my cheek on his abs as he drives himself into my mouth. My legs tangled around Harrison’s shoulders, and he repositions, running his hands up and down my thighs and lifting my ass toward his face. Restraining me in his unbending grip, he spreads me open and sinks his fingers deep inside. I freeze against the penetration, moaning around Toms cock in my mouth. Tom growls and reaches for my chest, pinching the fuck out of my nipple. With an anguished moan, I lick up and down his shaft. Suck hard on the head and break away for air to tell Haz no! Tom grips my face to his. No way will he let Haz have the first of this! Will he? I watch wide eyed as Tom looks at Haz and Haz looks at him while eating my pussy and carefully playing with my ass. The wetness on his face makes me moan FUCK. I’m going to explode. My eyes roll into my head and Tom grips my throat letting me know I better not. I watch as Tom clears his throat and Harrison stops working me, looking at Tom.The heaving of their breaths vibrate through the room. Their hands are rough and ruthless, their bodies hard and demanding. They can seduce my mind, make love to my flesh, and enslave my soul. I’m already theirs. Affectionate fingers stroke through my hair, tangling and straightening, Harrison. A thumb finds my clit, circling and pinching without apology, Tom. Together, they ignite a trail of fire from my head to my toes, making me restless, fevered, and insanely more turned on. Harrison leans up and removes his pants. I watch him over my shoulder as he kneels behind me, his long cock standing from between powerful thighs, his pre-cum is dripping, he’s ready. I meet his smoldering blue eyes and shiver. Is Haz going to fuck me or will he make love? And SHIT! Right now... while I’ll be sucking off Tom! Tom gives Haz something that's round and sparkling like a diamond, I barely catch the clear nub attached to it. My eyes widen as Harrison dips it into my dripping sex and circles my anus, slowly he pushes it in. I freeze and grip Toms damp skin.

Tom lifts me, adjusting my body on hands and knees between his legs. Then he caresses my face and holds me with his gaze in the space of a breathless moment. Tom isn’t a lover like Harrison, but Tom does love me. And in this moment I’m reminded of our first time, and the few times he’s softer in the bedroom, he’s vulnerable for me, only me. Seduction isn’t a kiss or a touch. It’s this. The mystery and intelligence in his eyes. Our connection it reinforces. The intoxication of feeling the depth of Toms emotions. He undresses our skin and strips us down to our souls until we’re bared to each other in every way, until his love fills me completely, it becomes the life force that pumps my heart. Then he blinks, breaking our spell and lowering his attention to my lips. “Open up, my tiny dancer.” he growls as he twists my hair in his hand on my head, he guides my mouth onto his waiting cock. Sliding past my lips, he sinks slowly, hot and heavy on my tongue, tasting so good. He pushes deep, deeper, and holds me on him as my throat relaxes around the fullness of him. I breathe through it, my thoughts drifting to Harrison right before he cups my breast and squeezes my pebbled nipple. I groan for more and lift my ass, spreading wider in inviting Haz to take me. On his knees behind me, he fits himself against my opening and rams, hard and mercilessly, inside me. FUCK! I feel that...the stretch, the savage burn as he pulls out and slams my pussy again. Harrison has never fucked me and DAMN, this change is erotic and shocking. I’m having an out of body experience thinking of the switch these two just pulled. Harrison gives me a few seconds to adjust. I hover my mouth over Tom’s cock, afraid I might bite him as I brace for the way Harrison fucks. With a sharp exhale, Harrison lets go, pounding deep against my core, fucking me hard, gripping my ass, twisting and pushing the toy in my ass, panting, and moaning my name something fierce. Tom sits up and shifts to his knees, same position Harrison is behind me. With a hand gripping my throat, he shoves himself into my mouth, thrusting slower than Harrison but no less hard. I suck him with everything I have while reaching up his chest toward his face. He clamps his fingers around mine, holding our hands against his heart. Then they fuck me, tugging at my hair and pinning my body between the force of their need. It’s carnal, filthy, perfect. Everything I imagined it would be. Harrison picks up the pace, holding tight to my hips as he pumps into me, over and over. Licking up and down Tom’s length, I stare up into fathomless eyes and melt beneath their scorching heat. My eyes glaze over and Tom tells me to cum on Harrisons cock as he slips out of my mouth. I scream out Harrisons name as he fucks me even harder. My arms give out from the power of the orgasm as I come down he stops and pulls out. “Be right back.” Harris says and leaves the bed. I turn my neck to watch him walk gloriously naked toward the bathroom.

Tom bears down with gentle, shallow strokes, shooting tingles through my sensitive tissues. It feels so damn good it’s almost too much. Too many sensations. Too much fullness. Harrisons eyes tell me he feels it, too. He brushes the hair from my face and traces his fingers down my neck, rocking against me in a hypnotic rhythm. They’re inside me. Both of them. Physically, and emotionally. The mattress beneath me disintegrates and time ceases to exist. I only feel. Them, us, joined in a way I never thought would happen and may never happen again. “How are you doing sexy girl?” Tom brushes his lips against my back. “I might die if you don’t move faster TomTom” I don’t have to ask twice. He rolls into a swift grind, sliding his cock in and out and matching the rhythm of Harrisons thrusts. Trembling and boneless I cum hard, I lean forward and rub my hands over the hard body beneath me. My hair falls around my face hiding the fact I don’t know whose name to scream out in bliss, it steals from my pleasure. Haz pulls me into him and his mouth sucks my breasts as Tom fucks me slowly, teasingly, like he doesn’t want to rush it. Focusing my attention on Harrison, I memorize the sharp angles of his clean-shaved face. Blonde messy hair, perfect nose, kissable lips, he’s beyond beautiful with his soulful blue eyes studying me the way I study him. “Are you good?” I pant breathlessly, gripping his shoulder against the next orgasm. “Trying not to cum.” he moaned, a muscle flexes in his cheek. “You need to hurry, baby” Tom hooks an arm around my waist and yanks me to a sitting position. With my back against Toms chest and my legs spread around Harrisons hips, my clit is exposed and throbbing. Tom presses a thumb against it, rubbing circles and applying precise, consistent pressure. My head falls back on his shoulder, his mouth at my ear, letting me feel every hot moaning gasp as he strokes his cock in and out of me. Then he grips my jaw and yanks my mouth to his. The kiss is hard, wild, and all-consuming. It’s more than I can handle. I plunge fast, breaking the kiss and screaming out. Powerful and violent, the orgasm rips through me as I scream both of their names, the pleasure splitting me open and moving me in a state of oblivion. Stars blot my vision as they grind their hips, speed up the pace, and join me. Panting breaths, moans of my name together from their lips, and fingers bruising my flesh, they cum together, apart, whatever they may be. It’s music to my ears. Unforgettable. A dream in the flesh. I collapse on Harrisons chest, light-headed and spent. Tom falls on his back beside me and drops a forearm across his eyes, breathing heavily past parted lips. Haz cradles my cheek with a warm palm and strokes his thumb across my mouth. I kiss it, grasp his wrist, and hold on. I don’t want this to end. I’m afraid of what comes next.

My Savagez Part 4

Paring: Tom Holland and Harrison Osterfield x reader (AU)

Side note: Loosely based off of the movie Savages

Word count: My first 5K plus!!!

Warnings: angst and smut..pretty much all of part 4. 18 and older type of vibe

The restaurant was beyond exotic. Of course they reserved the only private room at triple the cost to bump the already held table. My eyes were wide as we were led down a tunnel underneath the ocean. All around us swam colorful tropical fish and we were bathed in blue light that danced across every surface. I paused taking the natural beauty. I touched the glass and the fish seemed as they wanted me to pet them. I felt a tug on my dress as Haz nodded for me to keep walking. I peeked up at him trying to hide my questioning eyes, we really didn't speak after I made the joke that he had a tiny penis. I mean he had to know it was a joke, right? He's definitely not lacking in that department. But I figured if he was fine with it he would have joked back by now. He picked me up midwalk and spun me around until I begged him to stop.

“You stop it y/n" he said setting me back down on wobbly legs. He held me still in his arms as the waiter and Tom kept walking. “Your taking so much in and analyzing it to death, tell I'm wrong" he smirked. I let out a breath in omittance of defeat as his sky blue eyes sparkled.

“I told you, Tom respects honesty. I knew he wouldn't be upset, at least with you.” he said raising his eyebrows at me. He lifted my chin to meet his eyes only brightened by our surroundings. “He wasn't thrilled that we connected the way we did in the heat of the moment but he understood, hell he might have taken that risk with you himself...except well, Tom is more clear headed about matters like that. He's never impulsive. Well, until you came along anyways" he smiled wrinkling his nose. “He’s smitten with you, same as I.” he said so sweet.

“I'm more afraid that I offended you Harrison, my tiny comment was meant as a joke because I was pissed that you kept laughing at it all and Tom was looking panicked” I said feeling stupid

“Angel in order to be offended I would have to be insecure of my dicks size" he said pressing his hands against the glass on both sides of my face, trapping me in his Haziness. “We both know my dick size is anything but tiny, right love?” he whispered rubbing his cool nose over my right cheekbone. “Yes Harrison, your right” I swallowed hard as Tom cleared his throat breaking me from Hazs spell. I laughed as he turned me towards Tom and smacked my ass hard earning him a yelp.