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You click your tongue and turn back to the others, quickly chuckling along with them just so it seemed like you were part of the conversation. Harrison began talking about going to breakfast in the morning, only if Tom was up for it but it would be a good way to remedy a hangover. Listening to Sam and Harry talk about their recent trip, you smiled and laughed a few of their stories, Harrison was busy videoing something for his Instastories.
Your eyes betrayed you, them snapping to where Tom is in the middle of the hectic dance floor, the same girl smiling up at him and dancing with him; grinding is the term of the generation. You shrugged and debate telling Harrison, after all, you had known him longer and he was the one that introduced you to Tom.
You debate going over and telling Tom that you were leaving, but he seemed a little preoccupied with dancing to notice you had even gotten up from the table. You wave at the twins, also waving at a few mutual friends before getting outside of the club. The cold London air hitting your warm body, you let out a breath of relief, already walking to the waiting taxis outside.
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The hotel room was spacious, nice looking. Sitting on the bed closest to the window you watched the silent London street below, occasional taxi passing and people out late. You wondered how you even let yourself get like this, in love with your best friend.
Your arms are crossed over your chest, jaw clenched and your eyes dart to look anywhere but him. He steps towards you but you hold up a hand, sighing and chuckling at yourself for a second. Tom frowns, shaking his head at that. Losing him? He sighs quietly, watching as your eyes stare at the carpeted flooring. Then your mind goes blank, your fingers go numb and you feel hot, yet a good kind of hot. The guy you have developed feelings for is kissing you… you should, probably, kiss back. In fact, he kisses you harder, trying to coax you into kissing back and you slowly do.
You slowly start to mould your mouth against his, your eyes closing as his hands move from holding your face to your hair. His long fingers messing up the style, your own are shaking and you have no idea where to place them. He slightly pushes you, your mouth detaching from his and you fall onto the bed, sitting up on your elbows and long legs still dangling off the edge.
Your mind is fuzzy, your lips feel different and you watch as Tom just grins as he unbuttons his shirt. Your hands cling to his bare shoulders, his skin feeling hot under your fingertips. He kisses up to your mouth again, dominating the kiss and slipping his tongue inside your mouth, taking full control of the situation; like he had been from the very start. The way his hips shift, almost grinding down on your own, you can feel it and he can probably feel you harden underneath him too.
His hands tug on the hem of your shirt, you sit up slightly, helping him pull it off you. His hands then skimming down your chest, stopping just above your jeans and belt, teasing the skin on your Adonis-belt. You nod once, biting your bottom lip as he undoes the belt of your jeans. His hand slowly going into your jeans, his fingers dragging through the happy trail of hair just to tease you slightly, a small smirk tugging at the corners of his lips as he watches you.
A light sheen of sweat was shining across your torso, the anticipation was killing you and Tom was loving it. His deft fingers found the waistband of your boxers, lightly snapping it against the skin before sinking his hand into them. You throw your head back into the pillow, face first, a poor attempt at trying to get a few more minutes sleep. Memories of last night creep up in your mind. How you had left the party early, yet Tom had followed.
How you both argued, which only led to you both kissing… which led to much more than you had bargained for. Perhaps it was just a dream?
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The way he held you, kissed you, it was intoxicating. That was before any real fun had begun, it was like you both had done it before because he seemed to know exactly what your body wanted and craved. Although, it made you wonder who else he had been with to learn all the stuff he had. You knew he was an exceptional lover with women, considering they flocked around him but guys? Last night certainly proved you wrong. The teasing was agony, something Tom seemed to a kick out of.
Despite the fast pace of jeans being removed, boxers being thrown… there was a moment of silence, like both your brains had caught up and were trying to figure out, on your own, what the next step was. Tom took caution, grabbing the condoms and asking if you really wanted this, that he was fine with just fooling around or stopping altogether. The way he moved inside of you, it was like he was trying to commit to memory, trying to remember every gasp that left you. Every shift and movement of your body he was committing to memory, he was intentionally trying to make it last for as long as he could; again, not that you minded.
A knock at your door startles you from your daydream, you look up and met with messy brunette curls that block your view. Are your dicks out? The door clicks closed and you exhale out loudly, Tom chuckling at you and turning to face you with a bright smile. Originally posted by spderman.
The team gave the shy male a warm round of applause and greeted him. He looked up at the guy who was sitting across from him. Through out the meeting they two boys stole glanced at each other while the teacher spoke. YN noticed the way Peter would nervously tap his own on the table when it was his turn to answer, not that it was a bad thing.
He thought it was adorable when Peter started to stutter when he tried to defend his question. He would offer his agreement and a nod of encouragement. Suddenly, a firm hand was placed on his shoulder. He snapped his head to the left and saw Peter, slightly out of breath. Would you like to join us? The group sat down and started to put together the Lego Death Star. YN blushed, looking down at the gray pieces in his hands.
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Peter choked on a breath, he had a chance. It was fun, nice to meet you, Ned. With a shaky hand, he opened the door for him. Peter quickly jumped back at his impulse. Originally posted by warletscitch. Growing up with Peter Parker you had slowly but surely fallen in love! But what happens when a certain superhero comes and tries to ruin it for you? I finally wrote another one! This is a Male reader insert story, so read if you want to! I really want new requests, so please send them in! They give me life! School is a bitch! If I missed a warning, please tell me!
Please like, reblog, and send in your requests! I love you all! Originally posted by mamalaz. You were on the playground, Peter chasing you around, trying to kiss you, when you dove into a bush. You were trying to kiss me! But your dad happens to be Tony Stark, he enrolled you into a new school and enlisted the help of his faithful protege to help you feel welcome. Tony stepping up and giving an emotional speech. I left it on a cliffhanger last chapter, I only hope I did this justice. Let me know if I need to change or rewrite anything for this chapter.
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