18+ !!!! contains nsfw material. extended warnings below cut.

You were already in bed when Sebastian came home from the grand prix weekend in Portugal. The lights in the house were off when he entered the hallway and he quietly made his way through the house. He left his luggage at the bottom of the stairs to prevent it from making any sound while going up to the bedroom. He sighed softly, content that he was back home with you and the kids. Sebastiaan briefly peaked around the door of the room where the girls were sleeping. They were peacefully tucked in and they were in a deep slumber, making him smile. He checked up on the littlest one of the family and then he went to your shared bedroom.

You stirred in your sleep when you faintly noticed him coming in. “Seb?”. Your voice was hoarse. “It’s me, love”. He replied and you reached for the small light on the nightstand so he could see at least something. Sebastian stripped from his clothes and got into some loose shorts he usually slept in. He got under the covers and you switched the light off again. His arms curled around you and he pulled you against his chest, making you feel happy in his embrace. “You did well today”. You muttered, resting your hesd against his chest. “It was fine”. He replied, knowing the one point he scored didn’t really make a difference.

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✰ “smack my ass again, i dare you” — (alex turcotte)

“baby, please. just give me thirty minutes.” you plea turning you head slightly to face alex. you look at your pouty boyfriend who was clearly upset that you gave him a time limit, “but i’m bored.” he whines. friday nights are usually date nights for the two of you whenever you’re free, but tonight you had to study for a test that was detrimental to your already failing grade.

“thirty minutes,” you say. he gives you one of his fake angry faces before giving up, “thirty minutes, i’m holding you on to that.” you smile turning back to your text books and resuming your notes. you hear alex russle behind you before feeling the dip on your bed and your legs being pick up and tossed on top of alex’s legs.

“who needs chemistry anyways?” you scoff, “um i kind of do babe. how am i going to do my job in the future if i don’t have chemistry.” you feel his hands moving up on the back of your thighs, tickling you a bit. “well when i go to L.A. you won’t need to be working. so don’t even bother.”

he’s moved from playing with your thighs to playing with your ass, jiggling each cheek. “that’s nice and all but i can’t be dependent on you alex.” he gives your ass a hard smack making you squeal, “alex!” he looks at you cunningly, “what?” you rub on your ass that was stinging from his slap, “that hurt.” you pout. he coos rubbing it as a way of saying sorry before laying another hard smack on your butt, “alex! i swear to god smack my ass again, i dare you.”

your butt was really starting to sting and you really wanted to get back to studying, because the faster you got it done the faster you can spend more time with alex. “what are you going to do, huh?” you could feel his smirk through his voice. “i’m going to do something, something you’re not going to like.”

as they say the third time’s a charm at that alex landed the loudest and biggest smack of all. “you little shit!” you screech getting up and shifting yourself over to his side of the bed laying on top of him as you cover his face with tons of kisses.

“is this what you want?” you say as you kiss his lips, “to be covered in your girlfriend’s lipgloss?” he nods pressing his finger against his lips, you comply giving him one last peck. you feel his arms wrap around your waist, “that wasn’t such a bad punishment.” you scrunch your nose, “cause you’re weird like that.”

he turns his head catching your alarm clock, “oh look at that it’s been thirty minutes,” he says nonchantly, “time to go on a date.” you raise an eyebrow at him, “alex turcotte was this all a ploy to distract me from studying?” he shrugs, “maybe, or maybe your ass was looking too tempting to not touch.”

you watch your boyfriend with a goofy smile, he maybe annoying but he’s your annoying boyfriend. “either way your thirty minutes are up and i’m hungry.” lightly stroking his cheek you say, “i hope you make a lot of money cause at this rate i’m might need to take you up on your offer.”

“don’t worry about it babe, i got you.” you roll off of him as he gets up to get ready. you watch as he scopes around the room looking for his sneakers that he tossed the minute he entered your room, “behind the closet door silly.” he pulls back the door and lo and behold there was his shoes, “thanks babe,” he giggles, “what would i do without you.”

“who knows,” you mumble. you roll over to the edge of your bed grabbing your phone off it’s charger, “how about mexican?” you suggest thinking about possible places to eat. “hm, i don’t know. i’m craving chinese.”

you give alex a look having flash backs of the last time that he ate chinese “alex you remember the last time you had chinese,” he looks at you confused, “what?” then realization hits him as he sucks in a breathe, “yeah mexican it is.”

Pairing: Harrison Osterfield x Reader x Tom Holland

Word count: 2,409

Warnings: Smut

Requested: yes. By @summernykole

Summary: Smut request where you do a striptease for Tom and Haz and it escalates?

“Just face it, Y/N… You… you can’t do that,” Tom half laughs at you.You were currently sat between your two best friends in your living room for your traditional movie night. At the moment, there was a scene at a bachelor party with a stripper taking her clothes off.

“What??” you ask him in shock as your eyes bug out at his statement. You had said out loud that you had wished you could dance like that when Tom responded with… that. “Why couldn’t I?”

“Because… you’re you…” he says hesitantly.

“What the fuck does that mean?” you snip at him as you cross your arms as Tom looks over at Harrison for help.

“You think you can?” Harrison asked you. You nod your head at him. “Prove it.”

What?” you asked him.

“Prove it. If you think you can dance like that, dance for us,” Harrison tells you as he quirks a brow at you. He doesn’t actually think you’ll do it… He knows how shy you are. You bite the inside of your cheek as you think about what he said. You’d been best friends with the two for over three years and you all knew more about the other than anyone should.

“Screw it, we’ve all seen each other naked anyway even though it was accidentally,” you said as you unlocked your phone and began to scroll through your phone for the perfect song. “Why don’t you get chairs from the dining room and bring them in here?’ you told them while you looked. Once you found it, you connected to your bluetooth speaker so it would be louder. They had taken their seats while you scrolled. “Ready then?” you asked as you looked at both of them. They looked at each other before looking back at you and giving you a quick nod. You press play on your phone and wait for the music to come through the speakers before you start to move. You close your eyes and feel the beat of the music, moving your body along with it as you pretend you don’t feel their eyes on you. Running your hands over your body, you sway your hips to the beat. You chance opening your eyes to see theirs following the paths of your hands, giving you a boost of confidence. You reach for the hem of your tshirt and pull it over your head as you continue to move your hips. Running your hands back down, you slide your fingers inside the waist of your shorts before you turn around and stop the movement of your hips. You exaggeratedly bend over as you push your shorts to the floor, revealing your thong and kick them away as you stand back up and your hips find their rhythm once again. When you turn and face the boys, you notice that their eyes are much darker than they once were and they seem a little… tense. “Awww… what’s wrong boys?” you tease as you walk behind them and run a hand over one shoulder on both of them simultaneously. “Not enjoying the show?” You hear Harrison clear his throat as he glances from his lap up to Tom’s face. “Still think I can’t, Tommy?” you whisper in his ear as you gently bite down. You see his eyes flutter shut as he bites his lip to hold back a moan and you laugh. “That’s what I thought… Should I continue then?” you giggle. They both nod quickly making you laugh again. You slowly walk around until you’re in front of them as you notice the song changes to something more… intimate, causing you to flush. You look between the two guys in front of you before Harrison grabs your hand and pulls you to stand between his legs. He looks to Tom who nods at him before they return their attention to you.

“It’s ok. You don’t have to do anything else if you don’t want to, Y/N. You hesitated when the song changed. But… if you like the idea… we kind of like where this was going, and to be honest, Tom and I have talked about this before,” Harrison confessed as he looked up at you from his seat, your hands still in his, biting his lip. You felt your face flush again as you thought about your best friends talking about having a threesome with you. You can’t lie and say that you hadn’t thought about it, but you would never think that they would think about it.

“Y-you… you’ve what?” you asked. “You want that?” you asked as you looked between them and they both nodded. Harrison stood in front of you pulling your hands to lead you to the couch. He pulled you back between his legs as he sat down and you settled your knees on either side of his lap. “You’re sure about this?” you ask him again.

“If we weren’t, we wouldn’t do it, love,” he tells you before he grabs your chin and pulls your face closer to his placing a soft kiss to your lips, moving his against yours. It takes your brain a second to catch up with what’s going on before you move your lips with his, but when you do, it’s better than you thought. You slide your hands up into his hair and pull him as close as you can making him laugh against your lips. “You’ve thought about this too, haven’t you,” Harrison asks you when he pulls back to look at you. You shyly look down at your hands and bite your lip. He puts a finger under your chin to raise it back up, making your eyes meet his. “Nothing to be ashamed of, Y/N,” he tells as he pulls you back in, pressing his lips to yours and pushing his tongue in to glide against yours as you let out a quiet moan, his hands gripping your waist. You feel a second pair of hands start to rub your shoulders and down your back, knowing it’s Tom. When he glances at Tom and sees his shirt is gone, Harrison pushes you forward breaking the kiss long enough to pull his shirt over his head before reattaching his lips to yours. You feel Tom’s hand stop at the clasp of your bra and snap it open, leaving it to dangle as he continues to rub over your back and around your sides. You reach up and pull the straps from your arms, tossing it across the room when you feel Harrison leave a trail of kisses down your neck and collar bone at the same time as you feel Tom’s hands sneak around your sides to cup your breasts in his hands. You bite your lip to try to hold back a moan as you start to move your hips against Harrison’s lap, but the moan escapes anyway when you feel Tom’s lips attach to your neck on the opposite side as Harrison. Tom reached for the button on his jeans and pushed them down along with his boxers, backing off of you to climb out of them. He took his shaft in his hand and began to pump himself as he watched you with Harrison. Breaking the kiss, Harrison pushes you gently back and nods towards Tom. “Take those off and go to him,” he tells you making you bite your lip as you look at Tom. You stand up and do as he says, crawling on the couch to Tom, moving his hand away and replacing it with yours. You hear shuffling behind you as you turn to look. Harrison has stood up to remove his jeans as well before he comes back to the couch. You turn back to Tom, flatten your tongue and lick a stipe from base to tip before you swirl your tongue around the tip making him curse.

“Fuck, Y/N,” Tom hisses as you flick your tongue across the top. You swirl your tongue around once more before you take the tip in just to tease him a bit. His hands pull your hair up into a makeshift ponytail so he can see you, and to keep it out of your way, and he returns one hand to the side of the couch. You feel Harrison’s weight behind you, but you’re not sure what to expect, so you focus on Tom and take him deeper making him moan. You don’t think you can take him all, but you try, and you almost can. You think to yourself ‘the only way i can take him all is if he pushes me down.’ So, you pull off of him and tell him that. He just gives you this look like you’ve given him the best news in the world, like he loves you. “You’re sure you want me to do that?” he asks.

“Yes,” you laugh. “I’ll tap your hand if I want you to stop.” He nods at you in understanding as you return to what you were doing and his hands pull your hair back up. He lets your head bob a few times before he tries to push you down, scared at first and not wanting to push you too far, too fast.

“God, fuck, Y/N,” you hear him swear when he feels your throat squeeze around as you gag when you do finally get all of him down. You feel him twitch in your mouth as you moan against him when you feel Harrison lick a strip up your center unexpectedly, making you jump a little.

“You really have thought about this before, huh, Y/N? Tom, she’s fucking dripping already,” Harrison says to the both of you before he continues his motions. He doesn’t spend much time doing that since you’re pretty much ready. Back on his knees, he guides himself to your entrance and pushes all the way in, making you pull off of Tom and gasp.

“Ah, fuck,” you breathe out.

“You alright, love? I didn’t hurt you did I?” Harrison asks you.

“No, I’m good,” you tell him as you take Tom back in your mouth and begin bobbing your head again, sucking harder as you feel Harrison start a fast pace. His grip on your hips got tighter as he pulled you back into him. You felt Tom twitch in your mouth again making you moan against  him sending him over his edge and you feel his warm saltiness flow down your throat. Breathing heavily, he sat in front of you on the couch, pressing his lips to yours, tongues tangling as his fingers twisted and pulled on your nipples. You felt Harrison twitch inside you as he reached down and rubbed circles over your clit making you jump and clench around him.

“Jesus, fuck, Y/N… Do that again and I’ll cum right now,” he groaned. You felt his fingers press harder against you and you clenched around him again making him thrust harder into you, sending you over your edge. Harrison suddenly pulls out and turns you around. “Open up, love,” he tells you as you watch his hand move up and down his shaft furiously. You do as you were told and open your mouth as you look up at him, waiting. Seconds later, Harrison is groaning as he’s watching his load shoot in your mouth and down your throat as you swallow everything he gives you. “Was that okay? I wasn’t too rough, was I?” he asks.

“No, of course not,” you smile at him. You look back at Tom.  “How do you want me?”

“Well, we both know I’m not gonna last long ‘cause you got me close when you were blowing me, so I guess… you could ride me?” Tom suggests as he positions himself better on the couch.

“However you want,” you tell him with a lopsided smile as you crawl towards him and swing your leg over his lap. His hands grip your hips as you move them forward and back, running your already dripping slit against his still stiffened member.

“Please…” he begs you. “Don’t tease.” You reach between you, taking him in your hand and guide him to your entrance. You thought you would slowly sink down onto him, but you just dropped it all at once and all the air rushed from your lungs. You pick yourself up and begin to move your hips back and forth, bouncing on Tom’s lap, bracing yourself on his shoulders. Harrison stands on the couch beside you as his hand moves up and down his shaft, knowing if he kneels it’ll be too short. You reach your hand over and take the place of his as you continue moving your hips. You lick a stripe on the underside to the top before your tongue circles the tip and you take him in your mouth and start to bob your head. Tom reaches between you to rub circles on your sensitive spot, knowing it wouldn’t take much because you’ve already came once. You cry out as your body jerks forward and you move a little faster. You feel Tom twitch inside you as you clench around him. You pull off of Harrison to tease Tom.

“Close, Tommy?” you tease as he nods. “Again?” you ask and he nods again. His fingers on your lower half press harder against you bringing your second orgasm of the night breaking through, making you clench hard against him as you hear Tom’s voice telling you to get on the floor and open again. Once you do as you were asked, you see Tom and Harrison both in front of you, hands moving up and down while you wait. Tom’s came first and Harrison’s not long after. Seeing you take both of their loads at once, they were in awe as they watched you swallow what was in your mouth, swiping up what was close by with your thumb and sucking it off.

“Fuck, we have to do that again…” Harrison said as you all collapsed against the back of the couch, looking between the two of you.

“We could do this instead of movie night…” Tom suggested.

“But I like movie night,” you pouted playfully.

“You like this too…” Harrison winks at you.

“Why couldn’t we do both…” you suggest. The boys look at each other and back at you.

“Okay,” they say in unison as you all smile at each other.

“Daddy, wake up!” your 5 year old baby girl yelled, jumping on the bed and hitting her small hands against Ethan’s back. “School today! School today!”

Ethan groaning into the pillow before looking up, his eyes squinted as he grabbed at her little fists, pulling her down on the bed with him. “That starts today?” He asked groggily, sitting up and looking at her to see she was dressed and already had on her little Dora The Explorer backpack.

“Yeah! Bubba’s ready too. Me and him and mommy ate pancakes.” She smiled excitedly, crawling off the bed and pulling at his hand to get him out of the bed.

“Okay princess, let daddy put on some pants,” Ethan said, nodding towards the door and then watching as she skipped out.

He let out a sigh, laying back in the bed but before he could even thinking about falling asleep again, his whole family was in the room, hitting his body with pillows.

“Wake up daddy!” your daughter shouted once again. “Gonna be late to kindergarten!”

Your son laughed, crawling up to Ethan’s shoulder, hitting him over the head with the pillow. “Wake up, wake up, wake up!”

“Yeah daddy, wake up,” You said with a laugh, getting your own hits at Ethan’s head as you swung the pillow. “I have to work and these two have school in 20.”

Ethan nodded, making exaggerated groans as his children continued swinging their pillows. “Okay okay, daddy’s up!” He shouted, holding his hands up to block his face.

You laughed, pulling each child away from his body and standing them up on their feet beside the bed. “Seems like everyone’s dressed except daddy huh?”

You walked over to the closet, plucking a random hoodie and some sweats from the hangers before tossing them on the bed.

Ethan lazily dressed himself, picking up your daughter and holding her on his hip then grabbing your sons hand to lead them into the living room. “I’m still asleep, just so you know,” he mumbled, kissing your cheek before swinging his son’s backpack over his own shoulder and walking with the kids out the front door.

You chuckled, grabbing his keys from the counter, knowing he wouldn’t be able to go anywhere without them.

You smirked widely, holding the keys up when he popped his head through the door with a sheepish smile.

“Yeah you’re definitely still asleep.”

“You know I can’t do this without you!”

“Of course you can, you have been doing this for years now.”

Luke’s voice was soft as you laid in bed together.

“But it’s so hard to not doubt myself.”

The golden light from the morning sun was shining on his face, and to be honest? Sending in that final task for college art class was not very tempting right now.

“Hey, I know you will absolutely nail it.”

You sighted, before putting on your best innocent look.

“But if I could just use the pictures of you, then this discussion would be over, and we can go make breakfast.”

The smile you plastered on your face was most of all a joke. You had been pretty sure of the pictures you wanted to use, it was just that your favourite ones all contained Luke in one way or another.

“Fiiinee, but I don’t want you to blame me if you don’t get the grade you want.”

“Wait, really?”

Containing the joy in your voice was extremely hard, but when you saw Lukes face, you calmed.

“Yes, just know that I’m not gonna make it to the award shows and gallery premieres all the time.”

Although you were disappointed at the fact, you were already familiar with it.

“True, but now you’ll be with me in spirit!”

Luke just laughed and pulled you in for a kiss, that quickly turned into something more. Until you pulled away.

“Let’s go make some breakfast, I’m hungry”

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You were standing looking at your favourite picture in your finals gallery, just admiring it. A lot of people had come by you to compliment your photographs from the entire collection. However most people felt drawn to your favourite picture, the one you were currently admiring. A picture of Luke’s silhouette against the sunlight. You couldn’t tell it was him in any of the photos. He was sitting with a guitar in his lap on the floor, and a mess of scribbled papers surrounding him. You had arranged the photos so that the one with Luke was in the middle, as a separate photo, and then two other photos on either side with the actual mess.

“You know, I always knew you were talented, but this is beyond what I ever imagined.”

The all too familiar voice that spoke belonged to none other than the centerpiece of the gallery himself. So you turned around and saw him with his standard half unbuttoned shirt and well fitted pants. Running up to him and throwing your arms around his neck, before giving him a soft kiss.

“I’m proud of you.”

It made you blush, really. People rarely complimented you like that, and it meant even more coming from him.

“Thank you, I really appreciate it. And thanks for showing up.”

Summary: Shawn tells y/n she needs to move on, that’s he’s not good enough for her but all it takes is a small I love you from y/n to save their relationship.

Warnings: Some angst, but i promise it gets better!!

Requests: I will be taking requests, so message or reblog and let me know if there’s anything you want!!

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It was a long day at work and I was exhausted. All I wanted to do was go home, and take a nice warm shower to wash away the stress. So finally deciding to go, I gather my things and head to my car.

Shawn was finally home from tour and I knew he was waiting for me, probably sitting on the sofa snuggled in a blanket, catching up on a random episode of Grey’s Anatomy. The small thought of kicking my shoes off and climbing into his warm embrace was just about the only thing saving me from going crazy. He doesn’t even have to be with me and I can count on him to make things better.

I pull into the apartment complex and the smile on my face grows when I see Shawn’s Jeep parked in view.

“Shawn, baby I’m home.” I called as I walked through the door.

no response.

“Shawn?” I call once more, hoping to find some sort of sign that he was home. Finally I see his tall frame approach from around the corner.

“Shawn!” I happily yell while practically jumping into his arms. His hold around me was loose and when he smiled, his eyes didn’t light up the way that they usually do.

“Hi y/n.” His voice was low and quiet, like he was trying to keep himself from saying something that he shouldn’t.

“Babe what’s wrong?” He dropped his arms from my embrace and I felt cold and empty, like I had lost something I may never get back.

“Don’t call me that y/n.” His words were quick and sharp, like a dart being thrown at my face.

“Shawn, what do you mean? I always call you that. What’s wrong with you today?” His eyes dropped and he was staring at the floor when I spoke. I reached out to grab his hand, to make him pay attention to me but he just pulled away.

“Listen y/n, we need to talk,” I furrowed my brows. “I can’t do this anymore. Us? It’s not going to work.” My face went pale and I stepped away.

“W-what do you mean you can’t do this anymore? I thought we were okay? we’re doing okay.” I was trying so hard to hold back my tears, one sudden move and they’d all just spill out.

Shawn spoke softly looking everywhere but me.

“I just can’t okay? It’s not going to work.”

I was growing frustrated, confused as to why he wasn’t giving me a honest answer.

“No shawn, not okay. I won’t go until you give me an answer. What? am I not good enough for you or something?” His eyes shot up after I spoke, he was looking at me for the first time. His eyes held emotion, pain, sadness, anger and I could tell that he too, was trying to hold back tears.

“What? y/n no, no. Don’t ever say that. I’m the one who’s not good enough for you. I’m always leaving I’m never here for you, and you don’t deserve that.” My face softened at his words.

“Shaw-“ I tried to talk but he interrupted me.

“No listen. You deserve someone who will be there for you every step of the way, someone who’s gonna be there at the end of the day when you get home from work. Someone who can take you out to romantic dinners, buys you flowers and treats you the way you deserve to be treated. I can’t be that guy y/n, I just can’t.”

His voice broke as he spoke his last words and tears started streaming downs his cheeks from his broken eyes. It hurt me to see him like this, and it hurt that he would even believe such a crazy theory. I wouldn’t let him go that easy and I can’t. Not gonna let him throw away everything we’ve worked so hard to build over the past 3 years.

“No I’m not going to give up. No i’m not going to lose feelings. And no, I’m not going to find someone better,” I stopped for a second, staring into his eyes as I found his hands and squeezed them. “I’ve already made up my mind , I want you, only you and I’ll choose you over and over and over. Without pause, without doubt. In a heartbeat I’ll keep choosing you, no one else... because to me, well you’re my kind of perfect.”

That was it, that sealed the deal and it’s the truth, he’s the only one I want forever and always.

“God I love you.” He stepped closer and kissed me, it’s been a while and I almost forgot how sweet and warm his lips were.

“I love you too, and don’t you forget it!” He chuckled and kissed me again.

“I promise I won’t princess.”