Bed Peace (Tom Holland x Reader)
Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader
Summary: After Tom’s confession, you both decided to stay in the hotel room. Fluff and a bit of smut.
Warnings: A bit of smut
A/N: This is slightly inspired by Jhene Aiko’s song “Bed Peace”. Also, I am new and I’m from a non-english speaking country, so I’m really sorry if there are any mistakes and stuff like that. This is short, but please tell me what you thought about that and what to improve!
Word Count: 532
It’s 2:30pm. You just woke up and went straight to the bathroom. After brushing your teeth, you made your hair and cleaned your face. Even though you slept for so long, you still managed to feel tired. Probably because the last week has been tough, all this filming got you exhausted.
You went to the hotel bed again and turned on the TV. After laying there for 8 minutes, you heard someone knocking on your door. Opening the door quickly, you realize it’s Tom.
“Hey, beautiful. I brought you ice cream!”, he says with a bright grin on his face.
“Thank you, sunshine.” You took the ice cream and invite him in. He jumps on your bed and pat on the free space next to him. After finding a big spoon, you jump right beside him.
“How long have you been awake? You actually look pretty tired” he says softly.
“Not long enough, I guess. It has been really exhausting the past weeks.–”, you smile at him and lightly brush your thumb over his cheek, “– but it’s not like you wouldn’t know what I talk about… my hard working baby.” you laugh and eat some more ice cream.
He chuckles and brushes your hair out of your face and stares you right in the eyes, “I need to confess something. I feel more drawn to you day by day and I just can’t help it. You are stunning and creative. I never wanna leave you, not one second. You’re making me smile like no other–”
you interrupt, “Not even Haz?”, you laugh.
“–not even Harrison.”, he continues. “So, what do you say, (Y/N)? Be the muse to my artist?”
While one hand holds the ice cream, the other one brushes through his hair, while you kissed him. You felt a smile growing on his lips and you slowly pull away. Staring at him, full with admiration, you put away your ice cream and got under the blanket. You started cuddling, while Ratatouille is currently on TV. There’s no chance for the both of you to let go off each other. During the process, he plays with your hair and you stroke his tummy.
“This feels so good.”, he hums.
You kiss his cheeks and answer, “I just want to ease your mind and make everything all right.”
He nods, “Oh, you really do. Maybe we should skip today’s filming day. And just…”, he reaches for your neck and gives you a kiss. This turns out as a make out session, as you bit his lip and he grabs your butt. You pulled away to answer quickly, “Yes. The answer is yes!”
Out of breath you climbed on top of him and kissed him again. After taking his shirt off, he puts his hand on your waist as a support. You trailed from up his jaw, straight down to his body.
“Yes.”, he moaned and brushed through his hair.
You started pulling of his pants, but accidentally you fell against the little commode and the molten ice cream fell all over you.
Tom wanders his finger across your lips, which are covered in ice cream. He pleasurably sucked on his finger, “delicious.”