Lockdown 2020 was was unexpected, but something that Tom and I welcomed with open arms. Don’t get me wrong, its bad that this virus became a pandemic, but it was good to have him home. He was always busy running around from one place to another, either for an interview or a photo shoot, or to shoot a movie. We barely ever got any time to ourselves. When Corona started to spread, everything was shut down and the boys and I got locked in our house, which everyone found welcoming.
But it was a good 10 months later, and still lockdown. When things settled down a little bit, he had to leave for work, but he had to come back home again. It was 1:30am, everyone was asleep while Tom and I were chilling out in his childhood bedroom, watching a movie. But that movie was boring too. He was resting his head on my chest, one hand under me, the other on my belly, making random shapes. “Y/N?” He asks quietly. I hum, to make him aware that I was awake and listening. “Do you use vibrators?” He asks, so innocently that it took me 5 seconds to understand the explicitness of his question. “What?” I started laughing. He looks up at me, pushing his weight on his elbow to hover over me partly, “What? Its a genuine question.” I bite the inside of my cheek, “Yes, I do.” His eyes widen a little. “Don’t give me that look Holland! Sometimes you’re gone for months and… it gets lonely,” I shrug. My face was a little red for sure. “Oh,” he nods in understanding.
Then after a few moments. “Can I use it on you?” he asks out of the blue. I squeaked out a ‘What?’ in response. “Tom, no!” I tell him calmly. “But…I kinda want to!” He replies. “And that’s your argument? You kinda want to use a vibrator on your girlfriend?” I ask, incredulous at this point. “Yes!” he answers. “No!” I get up from the bed, feeling weirder by the second with this conversation. He goes quiet, then speaks up, “Well I dare you to let me use a vibrator on you,” He states. I stop in my path, “Just because I don’t ever deny a dare, doesn’t mean you can make me do anything!” “I dared you to go down on me at the set of Spiderman FFH, and you did that without a second’s hesitation!” he exclaims. “Like I said, I don’t meet you for months, if you told me to go down on you in front of everyone, I probably would’ve done that too!” I reply. His eyes widen, “Just… tell me where it is?” “No!” I state firmly.
“How do you even turn it- AGH!” He squeals, dropping on his bed, as soon as it starts vibrating. “Oh god!” I mumble to myself, “Why do I have such an idiot for a boyfriend?” He picks it up, deftly, “Its so interesting.” “Okay stop! Stop!” I reach out to him and pull it away from his hand, turning the thing off. “No no, trust me! I got it,” he pulls it out from my hand, “But I do have a dare for you!” “Dude, fuck you!” I say, annoyed. “That’s exactly what I want you to do to me!” he exclaims. My serious face turns into a smile, and seeing me so does his. “Fine, what’s the dare?” “You have to hold back till I don’t tell you to let go,” he says slowly. I close my eyes and shake my head in disappointment. I was sitting next to him on the small bed, the movie paused and ignored long time ago on the laptop. “Cmon, it will be fine,” he says, raising his hand to brush a stray hair strand from my face. I look up to his brown eyes, “Okay.” He turns around to face me, then leans in, till his lips meet mine. The kiss was slow, passionate. He leans in further, making me lean back on the bed. My back was on the bed, while he was lying on his side. Our lips didn’t break contact once. His one hand was supporting my neck, while the other was on my waist, his thumb softly rubbing into my waist. Breaking off the kiss, he speaks softly, “You are okay with this right?” I nod in response. He leans in again to kiss me, but this time I feel his hand moving lower. I was wearing a short nightdress, and pretty much commando underneath. His fingers find my core soon, and he slowly starts rubbing it in slow circles. My breathing goes a little heavy. My free hand moves up to touch his hand, between my legs. I move it up, tracing the muscles in his arms. Reaching his neck, I pull at his baby hairs on the back of his neck. He breaks from the kiss with a groan, smiling at me, “I want to pleasure you. You will get your turn.” Stopping his motions down there after some time, he brings up his wet fingers near my lips, “Suck it baby.” And I did exactly that, feeling my own salty wetness on my tongue. He grabs the vibrator, then moves it down to my pussy. I feel the vibrations on my core when he turns it on, the sudden motions making me grab hold of his arm, just to stay quiet. Everyone was asleep, they couldn’t know about this. We would never hear the end of this. He moves it in a slow up-and-down motion, making the vibrator wet. My breath turned to pants when he increased the speed on it. I bite into my lip to hold back the moans. He does nothing else apart from using the vibrator, just looking at my face with an intense gaze, as if memorizing every single of my expressions. This seemed to go on endlessly. It was a pleasurable torture. “Spread your legs baby,” he says in a whisper, and I do exactly as he says. The feel of cold air on my clit makes me shiver. Tom slowly pushes the vibrator in me, making me gasp out loud, “Shi- shit, Fuck baby!” With very slow movements, he pumps the vibrator in and out of me. I bunched up his shirt in my palm, anything to try and stay quiet. My hips were rising and falling with his motions. He shifts a little lower, so that his lips can easily kiss on my neck. He slowly kisses and sucks on my neck. I was a mess. “Baby I can’t hold on,” I pant. “You can, I know you can,” he encourages, and at the same time increases the speed on the vibrator. I gasp loudly, then cover my mouth with my hand. My eyes clench shut, in pleasure. He comes up again, “Don’t cover your face, I want to see you baby.” I pull my hands away, but bite hard on my lip. My palms bunch up the sheets under me. I gulp hard, “Shit please. I can’t” The thrusting and vibrations, both together was enough to send me over the edge. On top of that the way Tom was looking at me, I could melt in his arms. “Cum for me baby,” he says softly. It was more than enough for me to fall over the edge. I grab his arm tightly, biting into my lip. My hips rise off the bed. It was too intense. My muffled moans seemed too loud to me in that quiet room. I came undone under him. I feel his lips hover over mine, the cool breath fanning my face and I raise myself to kiss him. I kiss him hard, desperate. I moan into the kiss, my hand not letting him go. His thrusts slow down, helping me ride it out. My head falls back on the bed, my eyes rolling to the back of my head. I was panting loudly, “Fuck that was… so fucking good!”
