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BTS in Bed (Based on Their Venus and Mars Signs) - Maknae Line

warning: mature content, longg detailed post ahead

Hyung Line version here.

Originally posted by delightfullyfree95

Jimin - Scorpio Venus Scorpio Mars

  • remember that dark side of his that i mentioned earlier?
  • inside that cute mochi is a real f r e a k
  • his scorpio venus AND mars are a lethal combo
  • scorpio mars exudes power 
  • the sexiest and most seductive in the entire zodiac
  • sex to them is more than the act
  • it holds a lot of significance and often rules their lives
  • definitely not one who’d be up for one night stands with a stranger
  • they not only want to merge with their partner physically, but also emotionally and spiritually
  • want to own their partner in every sense of the word
  • extremely prone to jealously and possessiveness
  • during the act, he drips raw passion and intensity
  • dom!!!
  • and a rough one at that
  • remember how bts says he’s the scariest when he’s mad?
  • that explosive scorpio mars is not one to mess with
  • k i n k y
  • some of his many dark fantasies include:
  • bondage
  • body worship
  • daddy kink 
  • anal play
  • his partner wearing lingerie
  • just for him to rip it off (literally)
  • god didnt give him those lips for no reason
  • oral
  • libra is all about balance so he’d love 69 where he can work his magic while also getting some action
  • every guy loves blowjobs but he would especially because genitals are the erogenous zone for scorpio marses, making them especially sensitive
  • t e a s i n g
  • any dirty talk that has to do with possession
  • “who do you belong to?”
  • praise kink
  • is aroused by being wanted
  • hickies (that u cant hide)
  • he can bottom but he wont sub
  • power bottom
  • although his way of loving may be rough and powerful, he still cares deeply for his partner
  • and wouldn’t do anything that they’re uncomfortable with
  • his gentle libra sun emerges during aftercare when hes making sure they’re okay and praising them for being good
  • in conclusion, a real life sex god
  • (if u dont believe any of this i suggest u go check out his spotify playlist)

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Church Boys Moan Louder

THIS WAS A PROMPT BUT I FUCKED UP AND ACCIDENTALLY POSTED IT EARLY SO NOW ITS GONE FOREVER IM SORRY ANON BUT I STILL WANTED TO FINISH IT SO YE the prompt was basically innocent religious dan and phil like pines after him ; ending in sex in church bathroom and yes, you are going to hell

it’s also really long oops


Phil was fucking screwed. Never had he wanted someone so bad as he wanted Dan Howell. That boy fucked with his head and his body and his life. And he wasn’t even TRYING.

If he was trying, he was doing a damn good job at hiding it. Dan seemed completely oblivious to Phil’s attempts to win him over. The light blush on his cheeks said otherwise, but Dan ignored it completely. Dan was the goddamn priests son, but Phil liked a challenge. And this definitely was one.

Phil took another sip of the dumb nonalcoholic punch they were serving, scowling at the plastic cup. He shouldn’t be here, at this dumb church party, he didn’t have to be. It was optional, unlike the weekly services he was required to attend due to his parents getting pissed that he had defiled the school with graffiti yet again. It wasn’t that bad, he got to see Dan at least. But the only reason he was here was for him.

“Hey,” a girl spoke, interrupting Phil’s thoughts. He turned to look at her, scanning her blonde hair and plaid school uniform. Who wears a uniform to a party? Church kids, Phil figured.

“Uh, hey,” Phil responded, sounding completely uninterested, but she didn’t take a hint.

“Fun party, huh?”

Phil raised his eyebrows at her, chuckling, pulling a flask out of his leather jacket pocket and tipping the clear liquid into the cup.

“No, not particularly.”

She seemed a bit put off by that, but bounced back quickly.

“So, do you know anyone here?” She asked, her voice light and Phil swore he heard a hint of flirtiness in her tone

Phil chuckled, his eyes glinting.

“Look, sorry honey, but if you’re trying to get in my pants you might as well give up now. I like cock, dunno if your tiny brain can wrap itself around that, but the only reason I’m here is that I want to fuck Dan Howell.” He casually picked at a black nail, flashing her a tight lipped smile. “So, if you still want to bother me after that, feel free. But I’m gay as hell. Just saying.”

The girl stared at him, her eyes wide and her jaw practically hitting the ground. Phil chuckled. He loved doing that.

She let out a small squeak, whirling on her heel and rushing off. Phil shook his head.

Phil cursed under his breath as he watched her beeline straight to Dan and his group of friends at the other side of the room. Phil couldn’t hear what she was saying, but she pointed at him less than subtly. A blush appeared immediately on Dan’s face, a hand going to cover his mouth automatically. He said something, and glanced over at Phil. Phil winked, waving. Might as well commit.

Dan blushed harder, looking away immediately and pressing his hands to his clearly heated cheeks. Phil smirked. He loved how much of an affect this had on him. He was so responsive.

Phil would just have to wait until he was alone.


It was about half an hour of boredom and wanting to leave later when Dan’s friends started to leave one by one, and Phil watched them almost hungrily until the only one left was the girl who had talked to him.

Phil moved along the wall a little closer, straining to hear their conversation. He couldn’t hear her but he heard Dan say “Silvia, I’m fine, I’m just gonna help clean up. I can take care of myself.”

“Are you sure you’re okay with walking home alone?”

“Of course. It’s just a few blocks over.” He offered her a soft smile, touching her shoulder, and Phil’s heart swelled. Damn it. “It’ll be fine. I’ll see you at school, alright?”

“Alright…” she agreed hesitantly, going on her toes to give him a kiss on the cheek, rushing out of the room.

And then it was only them.

Dan cleared his throat, his cheeks beginning to redden again. “So, um, do you want to help clean up, or…”

Phil recognized the opportunity he was offering, and took it. “Yeah, sure. I’d say you’ll probably need a hand.”

Phil helped Dan fold chairs, watching him the whole time while Dan avoided his eyes.

“You look nice,” Dan commented, just being polite, but Phil snorted.

“Are you kidding? I’m wearing rags compared to you. Seriously, who wears a tie to a party in a church basement?”

Dan blushed even harder, glancing down at the black tie fastened neatly around his neck.

“Me, I guess,” he muttered, laughing awkwardly.

“Was that your girlfriend?” Phil blurted.

Dan looked at him then, eyes wide. “Who, Silvia?”

Phil nodded, and Dan laughed. Like, really laughed.

“No!” He exclaimed, shaking his head. “She’s my cousin!”

Now Phil laughed too, pushing his hair back until it sat in a quiff above his forehead.

“Oh Jesus,” he muttered. “Well, thank god.”

He expected Dan to just brush off his comment like he always did, change the subject, look away, something. He didn’t.

“Why’s that?” He asked softly, pressing his lips together and searching Phil’s face. “Why are you relieved?”

Phil shrugged, tossing a plastic cup at the trash and making it. “Because if you were with anyone else, I’d be upset.”

He glanced at Dan, smirking at the way his eyes had widened and his mouth had fallen open just slightly.

“W-Why?” Dan asked again, biting his lip and turning back to the plates he was stacking.

“Because I like you.” He shrugged, casual. “I wanna make you mine, and if people are interfering, that’s a problem, isn’t it baby boy?”

A small gasp escaped Dan’s mouth at the nickname, and Phil smirked.

“Silvia… Silvia said you…” he trailed off, chewing on his lip, his eyebrows furrowed. Phil took this opportunity to step closer.

“That I want to fuck you?” Phil asked, finishing the sentence, and Dan tensed up.

“Yeah…” he muttered, practically a whisper.

“Well, it’s not a lie.” Phil glanced at him, searching his face before turning back to the chair he was folding up. “I’ve been hitting on you for the last month, you didn’t notice?”

Dan shook his head, avoiding his gaze, and they were quiet for a moment.

“You ever kissed a boy?”

“What?!” Dan spluttered, his cheeks redder than Phil had thought possible. “N-No, of course not, I… I couldn’t.”

Phil turned to look at him, frowning, turning his whole body this time so he was facing him.

“Why not?”

Dan faced him too, at a loss for words, his mouth opening and closing.

“I mean, I s-suppose I could but… I CAN’T. That… that’s…” he trailed off, and Phil stepped forward so he was only inches away. Dan froze, but didn’t move away.

He trailed a finger up Dan’s jaw slowly and Dan swallowed, shivering, watching its progress. “You never know if you like something until you try it, right?”

“Well I suppose, but…” Dan gasped as Phil grabbed his tie, wrapping it around his hand and pulling Dan closer.


“But…” Dan looked like his mind was going fuzzy, glancing down at the tie that Phil was holding him by and back up at Phil’s eyes, and then his lips. “I’m not gay,” he practically squeaked, his voice small.

“You never know if you like something unless you try it,” Phil repeated, slowly touching Dan’s waist with the hand that wasn’t gripping his tie. Dan didn’t move an inch as Phil leaned over, pressing his lips against Dan’s.

Phil waited a second to make sure Dan wasn’t going to pull away before reaching up to touch Dan’s chin, really kissing him. He dragged his tongue along Dan’s bottom lip, asking for entrance, rather surprised when he actually opened his mouth.

He could feel Dan’s hands shaking as they moved up Phil’s chest, sliding over his shoulders and wrapping around his neck. Phil gripped his waist, pulling him as close as possible. With one hand he tangled his fingers in Dan’s hair, kissing him deeper. He tasted like awful punch and fruit gum, and Phil was sure he tasted like cigarettes, but Dan didn’t seem to mind.

Phil backed him against the wall, kissing him hotly and letting his hands roam Dan’s body. He moved his mouth to Dan’s jaw, kissing down to his neck and nipping at the pale skin. Dan whimpered, moaning softly and tangling his fingers in Phil’s hair.

“Ah-” Dan gasped, letting his head fall back against the wall. “Phil…”

Phil pulled back, pressing his forehead against Dan’s and breathing heavily.

“Is there somewhere we could go?” Phil breathed, and he promised himself if Dan said no, or didn’t get the hint, he would give up. Dan’s brown eyes blinked at him.

“Just one…”

They ended up in the boy’s bathroom, Phil roughly shoving him against the wall and kissing him possessively. Dan whined into the kiss, wrapping his arms around Phil’s neck and clinging to him desperately.

Phil grabbed Dan’s thigh, hooking his leg around his waist and Dan took the hint, hopping up and wrapping his legs around Phil’s waist. Phil went back to his neck, trailing sloppy kisses down to his collarbone.

He unbuttoned Dan’s shirt, loosening and removing his tie before kissing him again. He let Dan push off his leather jacket and tug his shirt over his head, tossing it aside.

Phil’s hands explored Dan’s chest, pinching one of his nipples, and Dan gasped.

“Phil…” he moaned, an indirect beg for more. Phil palmed at his bulge, feeling Dan grind against his hand desperately.

Phil picked him up, spinning them around and setting him down on the counter, tugging at the button of Dan’s black jeans. Once he got them off he flipped Dan over after pressing a kiss to his jaw, bending him over the counter.

“I’m guessing you’ve never done this with a guy before,” Phil muttered, smoothing his hand over the curve of Dan’s ass and squeezing roughly. Dan jumped.


Phil kissed the nape of his neck, pressing himself against Dan’s body. “Are you sure you want to?”

Dan let out an almost desperate gasp, his voice breaking. “Yes, yesyesyes, god just please… p-please fuck me, Phil, want you.”

Phil grunted, slapping Dan’s thigh sharply. “Jesus, you have no idea how long I’ve waited to hear you say that.”

Phil took no time removing his jeans, tugging down Dan’s boxers as well, grinding his still clothed bulge against Dan’s ass. Dan moaned, reaching back and grabbing Phil’s hips, pulling him closer.

Phil’s boxers were off in a second as well, skin rubbing against skin. Dan pushed his ass back; he was a needy bottom and Phil fucking loved it.

Phil held two fingers to Dan’s mouth, motioning for him to open. Dan sucked on the fingers obediently, slicking them up with spit.

“This might hurt a little,” Phil muttered, rubbing Dan’s entrance with one finger. “Tell me to stop if you need to, alright?”

“Mhm,” Dan agreed, pushing his ass back again. Phil slapped it and Dan yelped, pulling forward again.

“Don’t be a needy bitch, Dan,” Phil growled, pushing the first finger into Dan slowly. Dan moaned.

“S-Sorry, sir-” he gasped.

Phil took his time stretching him; considering it was his first time he didn’t want it to hurt too bad. Dan flinched away at first but soon he was whining and grinding back on Phil’s digits. Phil moaned just at the sight, he never thought he’d have him like this.

Finally he pulled out, holding his hand up to Dan’s face again and instructing him to spit. Dan did as he said, and Phil slicked himself up with that as well as precum that was already forming on the head of his swollen cock.

“Ready?” He breathed, pressing his whole body against Dan’s and leaning over him to kiss his neck. Dan whined.

“Yes, yes sir, please, I’m ready, I need you.”

Phil hummed in approval; he loved how quickly Dan had changed from a good little church boy to a desperate slut with just a little kissing.

Phil pushed in slowly, taking his time in edging into Dan, which took an incredible amount of self control on his part. Finally he bottomed out, kneading Dan’s ass in his hands. Dan was a mess beneath him, whining and whimpering at every movement, conflicted between pushing back and pulling away.

Phil reached up, tangling his fingers in Dan’s hair, giving it a soft tug and driving a whimper out of Dan’s pretty mouth.

He began to thrust, pulling almost all the way out and pushing back in slowly, Dan gasping every time he did so. Phil snapped his hips roughly without warning, thrusting hard, and Dan cried out.

“Fuck!” He practically shrieked, a loud feminine moan falling from his mouth.

“You’re a loud little slut, aren’t you?” Phil panted, groaning as he thrust roughly again. Dan let out a high pitched whine.

“Fuckfuckfuck p-please, fuck, harder…”

Phil obliged, driving his cock deeper into the whimpering boy, skin slapping on skin echoing through the room. Phil tugged on Dan’s hair again, watching his face through the mirror, and fuck he could cum just from that.

Dan’s lips were swollen, his cheeks red and flushed, his hair messy and his eyes glazed over with need. Phil groaned, snapping his hips.

Phil knew he had hit Dan’s prostate when he screamed, a loud “FUCK, PHIL” bouncing off the walls. Phil smirked, angling his thrusts to hit that spot.

“This is a sin, you know,” Phil growled, reaching up to cover Dan’s mouth with his hand as he fucked into him harder. “Such a filthy fucking sinner for me, princess, ruined on my cock.”

Dan’s desperate muffled moans against his hand were pushing him to the edge, that and his tight heat encasing Phil’s cock. Phil smirked.

“Such a pretty fucking sinner too, isn’t that right? All for me. Your tight ass is all mine, yeah?”

Dan didn’t answer, continuous moaning falling from his mouth, muffled by Phil’s hand. He just nodded frantically, his moans sounding close to sobs.

Dan came after a few more thrusts all over his stomach, white streaking the counter under him and he whimpered, now sensitive to Phil’s cock pounding into his prostate every thrust.

Phil pulled out, quickly tugging Dan to his knees in front of him, guiding his cock to his lips. Dan took it obediently, lowering himself on Phil’s length. Phil groaned, tangling his fingers in Dan’s hair and fucking his throat as gently as he could. Dan gagged, digging his fingernails into Phil’s hips, and that was all it took. Phil came down his throat, keeping his cock still until he was sure Dan had swallowed all of it.

He helped Dan to his feet, holding him steady because it was clear he was close to falling over.

Dan just stared at him, stunned, watching as Phil casually got dressed. After he was clothed he cleaned Dan’s stomach and the counter with a paper towel, tossing it in the trash.

He grinned, kissing Dan’s cheek and backing towards the door, winking.

“See you next Sunday, Danny.”


127 || They Get Jealous When You Fangirl Over Got7’s Comeback

”Why do you want them to come out so badly, anyways?“


Mr. Holland will see you now..

Series: Mr. Holland

Relationship: Tom Holland x Reader

Summary: Reader has an interview at Holland Industries

Request by : @grownmanjisoo

Warnings: Swearing cause I swear a lot, you should know this by know haha

Word Count:2,300

A/N: I’m starting this series earlier than I thought cause I couldn’t wait honestly lmao

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   The sound of the alarm stung your ears as it woke you up from your slumber. Your eyes struggling to open as you slammed your hand down on the alarm clock. A few seconds go by and your phone starts buzzing and ringing loudly. Frustratedly you slap stretch to grab your phone.

   Unluckily your body falls off the bed slamming onto the floor. Letting out a defeated sigh you wobble back up grabbing onto your bed for support. You saw your reflection in your closet mirror doors. Hair sticking up like Anna from Frozen. Cringing at the sight you head towards the bathroom.

   Flicking the light on your own reflection scares the fuck out of you. Turning the knob water starts to pour out. Cupping your hands and letting the water gather it you splash it in your face. You sure as hell don’t look like those fake commercials. Water got on the counter and you somewhat look like a wet dog now.

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Undone | NSFW


Summary: He had rules. You never questioned them, until he disobeyed his own rules. This is the time where you both undid each other.

Characters: Tom Holland x Reader

Warnings: NSFW, sug*r da*dy/s*gar b*by relationship, smut, light bondage

Word Count: 1,605

A/N: Okay, first, only read if you’re 18+! This is NSFW! Secondly, yes this lightly describes a sug*r da*dy/s*gar b*by relationship (I’m censoring this to keep it out of those tags). I just got inspired. This does not reflect Tom in any way possible. It’s fiction. Lastly, I decided to never mention Tom’s name in the story because I thought it would add a mysterious tone. Other than that, enjoy.

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As long as we both like it

Tom x Reader

Warnings: Smut

Word count: 1495

A/N: I deleted the whole fucking thing shortly before I was finished so I had to write it again pretty fast. So don’t mind mistakes or sorry if it’s a bit rushed. I dedicate this to @th-trash <3 XD

You were in a hotel in Singapore due to your Spider-Man: Homecoming press tour with Harrison, Tom and  Jacob. Harry couldn’t make it this time.

When Tom found out the hotel had a ballet studio he insisted on giving you all a lesson. The other two agreed but you didn’t feel like it at all and decided to play their cameraman. He tried to convince you but you turned him down.

Tom looked really good doing ballet. He was spinning around, paying attention to his posture. His muscles were visible through the thin shirt he was wearing. The other two were more of a spinning mess. “Not like this. Like this!” Tom corrected them.

“Well, we’re sorry but not everyone can have a huge role in a musical at age 13.” “Yeah and i still think ballet is for girls.” Jacob added to Haz’ comment. They started picking on him.

You put your phone aside, slowly walking up behind Tom. Assuringly you placed your hand on his back. “What you guys aren’t seeing is how hard it actually is to become a good dancer. It is just as hard for girls as it is for boys. Now you haven’t actively been dancing the past few years but still. Dancers need to stretch, to become flexible. They need to focus on a lot and keep everything up at the same time. Pace, posture, they need to study choreographies. Now you two jerks stop being jealous, you have other skills.”

The two apologized. “All good.” Tom shortly answered before turning around and looking after you as you walked back to the corner you were just sitting in and watching mostly Tom a few minutes ago. His feelings for you were continuously growing. Throughout the lesson he would glance at you shortly every few minutes and once you caught him. Quickly he turned away but after a few seconds his gaze met yours again. Like a teeanger and his crush in highschool. Flashing him a dreamy smile you caught him by surprise.

Afterwards you guys decided to go into the awesome pool the hotel had to offer. As you joined the holy trinity in the water, Tom’s eyes were steady on your body. Silently he didn’t care to engage in the conversation Harrison, Jacob and you were having. Instead he examined every little feature of your face.

And you let him. You knew he was doing it the whole time but you also didn’t mind being fancied. especially since it is not only one-sided.

“Okay guys, I’ll go take a shower now. I am so tired and I don’t even know why. I haven‘t done anything today.” Chuckling you left the boys, going back inside again.

“Y/N? Are you there?” Recognizing Tom’s voice as he knocked on the door you opened it in a swift motion. “Come in. Where are the others?” “Getting food. I think they were looking for a pizza place.” Walking closer to the bed you were sitting on, he closed the door behind him.

“Thank you.” “He started off. “For standing up for me. Had a small highschool flashback for a second.” “You got bullied?” Getting up from the bed you place yourself in front of him. “N-not that they had any reason to.” “There is never a reason for bullying, Tom. Nothing can ever justify bullying.” “And also, I can’t understand how someone could actually hate you.” A strain of hair, one of his curls, was hanging down on his forehead. Gently yet unexpectedly you ran your fingers through his hair, putting it back in place.

The brunette was fidgeting around with his hands. Usually Tom is an extroverted, confident guy but you made him all nervous and shy. He wouldn’t dare embarrassing himself in front of you.

“Why so nervous?” You quieted down your voice before snaking your arms around his neck and slowly starting to squish his shoulders in your hands. As he realized your smirk he finally realized that you liked him back.

“You know what else would help?” His hands quickly grabbed your waist, pulling you into a deep kiss. His lips were soft, just like his hand against your flushed cheek. “That did help the both of us. Taking you by surprise he crashed his lips against yours once again before sliding his tongue in your mouth. Parting from him you took a deep breath. “I’m sorry, too fast?” Tom was a little bit stormy but who cared? Definitely not you. “Probably, but as long as we both like it?” Cocking an eyebrow at him you shrugged. “Well, did you?” “I did.” You whispered seductively into his ear. A smirk came across his face as he sat down on the bed, making you straddle him.

Your lips worked against yours as your fingers were buried in his hair. After minutes of just that his hands wandered down your back, caressing it gently before landing on your butt. Gently he gave it a little squeeze making you moan quietly yet assuringly against his pink lips.

His lips left yours as they trailed along your jaw down to your neck, leaving sweet kisses. Tom knew what he was doing. That was definite. Sucking and licking all over the side of your neck he intended to find your sweet spot.

“I’m sorry for the hickey, darling.” Moaning quietly into his ear you signaled him that he had found the spot. He definitely did leave a hickey after sucking and nibbling at it for a long while. Focused on you he unbuttoned your over-sized button-up while placing moist kisses along your chest down to your stomach.

You felt the arousal build up in your clit as you pushed him farther down, though he stopped. “Not quite yet, love.” His unbelievably sexy British accent and the sweet words ‘darling’ and ‘love’ made you crave him even more. Hot blood rushed through your veins as you watched him move.

Softly he placed his warm hands on the inside of your lower thighs, just above your knees before trailing upwards. Slowly he started massaging your inner thighs through your jeans making it unbearable to wait, especially as he kept licking his lips. Caressing over your vagina he went on to open up the tight jeans.

Enjoying his control he leaned up to your face with his again. His hot breath against your neck, Tom whispered into your ear with his soothing voice. “Breathing is getting harder, huh?” His whispering made you shiver, goosebumps arising all over your body.

In response you just sharply exhaled, pushing him down again. “Someone’s needy.” A smile was plastered on his face. “Tom. Please!” You were fully submissive by now. He was in control and you liked it that way.

Just as you thought he was about to go down on you, he reached one hand inside of your panties, applying steady pressure on your little button with the palm of his hand. His other hand reached up massaging one of your breasts.

“Do I really have to ask twice?” Whining you arched your back a little. Firmly he pinned your hips back to the bed. Tom pulled down your tight jeans, along with your panties, making you felt a little exposed. That was soon to be vanished as he caressed your inner thigh once again.

Awfully slowly the brunette started placing moist kisses up your thighs. You bit your lip while you tried to suppress the moans and groans.

His tongue was tracing along your entrance before he suddenly started to suck on your clit. Throwing your head back you pulled at his hair as you finally seemed to have found some relief. Wanting and needing more you moaned out his name as you were pushing his face gently into you.

Knock, knock, knock.

“Wh-who is it?” You shouted. Tom just continued, making it awfully hard for you to talk. As a moan escaped your mouth you quickly covered it with your hand.

“Harrison and Jacob. We’ve got pizzaaaa.” “Oh right, I-I-I…” Biting your finger as he was flicking his tongue all over your sensitive clit you needed to pause. “I’m changing into, jeez, into some comfy clothes right now. I’ll meet you in your room.” Stuttering and pausing was the result of Tom’s magical work. Though the boys didn’t seem to notice anything too strange. “Okay. Well, have you seen Tom somewhere?” Still occupied with pleasuring you his name being mentioned made him chuckle quietly.

It made you feel the vibrations, giving a little extra something. Panting you bit your lower lip, your head still thrown back as you grasp desperately onto the sheets beneath you.

“Nope.” Briefly you cut him off. “Well, okay then, see ya in a few.” As you heard the footsteps getting quieter you sigh partly relieved, partly because of Tom.

“Stupid idiot!” You told Tom, fading your insult out into a blissful moan.

“Not so stupid after all, am I?” Tom cheekily stated. 

A/N: This is all you get loves. <3