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Bleary eyesocks opened up, looking around....must have been a weird dream. More importantly, what was he wearing in that dream?? He wouldn’t in his right mind wear something so childish! He was a man after all! Why would he ever resort to wearing fake, handmade armor? 

But also...why would he try to stop some murderous kid? That’s what the guard is for. 

Oh well...as much as he would love to laze about in bed all day, snuggled up with his anime body pillows, he had things to do today. He got up...opting to keep his current shirt on, its still clean okay, he’s only worn it like a week. Grabbing his red scarf and gloves, slipping on his socks and well worn khaki shorts before slipping on his favorite black coat. Oh! and he couldn’t forget the most important part of his attire, the old and very worn, black stripped fedora trillby he holds near and dear to his heart (if he had one). One final look in the mirror to make sure he was looking good before he’d go trek off to start his day. 

Okayyy so I posted this on my Wattpad (ayy follow me at QueenBunnyBear) and decided why not to posting it here too. This is two parts, and a third one might be in the making ;)))

Request: From a friend at school actually lol

Words: Uh, a lot

Warnings: Smut. Smut. And more smut soon maybe. This is based off a Doctor Who reference and I am not sorry lmao

Enjoy!!

It was quite a stressful day, if you were being honest. Battling between college classes AND work just drained you every single day. Work more so than school. You swear, if Stephanie says one more thing about Will you were gonna tell her AGAIN that he DIDN'T EXIST and just exactly what you would do if she gushed about his STUPID FACE-

You cut off your slightly aggressive thinking when you walked into the door of your apartment. More specifically, you and Tom's apartment now, since he pretty much moved in. Not that you minded.

Shutting the door behind you and toeing off your shoes as well as putting down your purse, you felt your stress practically disappear at the warmth in the apartment. You could hear Tom in the kitchen, humming, as he made what definitely smelled like muffins. You swore he was magic; he always knew exactly what you needed.

Trying your best to be sneaky, you tiptoed to the kitchen, where Tom's back was to you as he was in front of the oven. You snuck behind him and put your arms around him, hugging the tall boy.

"Smells good," Your muffled voice said.

Tom dropped the last muffin from the pan into a plate and turned around, eyes lit brighter than any diamond as he saw you. He immediately hugged you and hoisted you up, spinning in a circle while grinning into your shoulder.

You giggled, "Happy to see me?"

He put you down and kissed your forehead tenderly. "I missed you so much."

"Tom, I was only gone like I am every weekday," You fake huffed, though your cheeks were burning at his sweet response.

"I know! And I know you've been hella stressed lately so I have the most relaxing night planned for us," Tom said, hands on either side of your face with the most sincere smile.

You smiled up at him before getting on your toes and kissing the tip of his nose. "I love you so much," you said, and then hugged him tightly.

"I love you, too," he says, hugging you back.

You break away from him, lightly hitting him on the chest. "I smell like school and stupid people, I'm gonna go shower,"

"Alright, the muffins are still hot. I'll go finish setting up," Tom smiled cheekily at you.

You smiled, and bounded to the bathroom, stopping to say "And please don't say 'hella' again!"

Laughter could be heard as you shut the bathroom door.

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You were out in barely 10 minutes, record timing for showers, especially for you. You were eager to spend time with Tom. School and work have been occupying majority of your time for the past week, and quite honestly, you missed your boyfriend.

Bounding into the living room, you noticed pillows and blankets laid out on the couch and the plate of muffins on the small coffee table in front of the couch. There were also sweet smelling candles dimly illuminating the living room.

Tom was already seated on the sofa, and smiled as you entered the room. Without hesitating, you bounded to the couch and plopped on next to him, your legs across his lap as you cuddled into his side.

"Getting comfortable already, love?" he laughed.

"It's not my fault, look at you! Absolutely cuddleable," you grinned at him.

Chuckling, he pulled a blanket over the two of you, and reached to grab you a muffin as well as the remote. Gladly accepting the warm muffin, you asked what the two of you would be watching.

"Doctor. Who." Tom said with utter seriousness. "I still cannot believe you've never seen it!"

"Alright, alright!" You laughed at his urgency. "Doctor Who it is."

The episode started, and you cuddled even closer to Tom, enjoying both his warmth and the delicious muffin. To be honest, you were only somewhat focused on the show. Some people in space. Time travelling to the end of the world. Fun, fun. But having Tom next to you, his face lit in the glow of the candles, was a sight that left you kinda breathless.

Tom wrapped his arms tighter around you, laying his cheek on your head. One of his hands came to rest at the top of your thigh, gently rubbing circles with his hand. Literally the king of relaxing.

You were lost in thoughts about Tom, and the space travel when all of a sudden something broke you completely out of your thoughts.

"MoiStuRiZE meEEE!" The television screamed.

Your head popped up immediately, looking and seeing what was a very disturbing stretched piece of living skin with an equally disturbing face on it.

"It's too hot! Moisturize me!!!!" The thing cried.

You held back a laugh and turned to Tom, who's eyes were wide at the TV. He looked to you as you turned to him though, and you choked out a laugh when he raised an eyebrow.

Then the atmosphere changed. You felt his hand squeeze your thigh as his lips cocked a smirk.

Oh god.

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It was only a matter of seconds as the show was forgotten and Tom stood, carrying you to his room. You covered his neck in butterfly kisses as quite violently opened and shut the door. He let you down and the moment your feet found the ground, you were pinned against the wall. One of his hands holding yours above your head, the other gripping your waist tightly. There was no way your bodies could get any closer. Well, not yet anyway.

Tom's mouth attacked your neck, leaving little bites and quickly soothing them with his tongue. You could feel his ever growing erection as your hips automatically ground against him.

"Eager are we?" You giggled between breathless moans. Tom pulled back, eyes dark with lust and love, and whispered "We'll see who'll be eager in a minute, love."

God, his voice alone was enough to make you orgasm right then. The huskiness, the accent. How did you get so lucky?

His mouth attached to yours in heated kisses as he let go of your hands to begin discarding clothing. Your hands found their way to his chocolate curls, tugging none too gently. Tom growled into your mouth, his tongue exploring as he finally managed to lift the shirt off of you, all too happy to see you wore no bra.

You succeeded in getting Tom's shirt off, only being graced with a blink of his amazingly toned chest before he quickly made his way to your breasts. His hand made busy with one, rolling and pinching the hardening bud as his mouth assailed the other with biting and sucking. Your moans grew louder by the second. Trust me, this man knows what he's doing.

Tom kissed farther down your stomach and hooked his fingers on the waistband of your pants. His eyes found yours, seeking permission to go further. However rough, he was still a gentleman. You nodded your approval and he pulled off your pants, letting out a breathless moan as he kissed the exposed skin above your panties. He picked you up yet again, face between your breasts, kissing the soft skin. You landed on the bed, and Tom wasted no time to remove your underwear, clearly soaked with your arousal.

He stared at your bare wetness, and suddenly you felt self conscious. You tried to close your thighs, but Tom held them apart, gently holding your thighs open and licking his lips as he stared shamelessly. "Don't hide, love," he said, voice laced not only with lust, but with never-ending love. "You're beautiful."

Your face turned red at his words; no matter how many times Tom complimented you, you always blushed, never quite believing how he found you so amazing. But he did, he loved your curves and all. Even the stupid snort you have when you laugh.

Placing your legs over his shoulders, Tom licked a long stripe right through your wet pussy, and you shivered a moan. Immediately your hands flew to his chocolate curls, pulling as his tongue lapped your juices. Your hips bucked up to meet his as his lips wrapped around your clit, sucking and biting, pulling breathless moans from you. His hand reached out to keep you down, and growled as you pulled his hair extra hard, vibrations going through your core.

Pleasure coursed through your body from his actions, and only multiplied when he dipped two fingers into you. "Tom- oh!" You moaned, his fingers picking up pace inside you as he added a third. His mouth harshly worked on your swollen clit, and you felt that coil inside you about to burst.

"Tom, I'm gonna-!" You cried.

"'know, baby. Come for me, love."

He nibbled your clit one more harsh time and as his fingers slammed inside you, and you felt the coil rupture, your orgasm rippling waves of pleasure through you. You were sure you moaned Tom's name, too lost in ecstasy to be sure.

He slowed down his ministrations, licking up your come before he moved back up to meet your face. Without question, you grabbed his wrist, putting his fingers in your mouth and promptly licked and sucked them clean.

"Fuck, baby," Tom groaned. You didn't get a chance to respond before his lips attacked your own. Rough, teeth clashing, and you reached down to undo the button on his pants, eager to feel him. He stood, only briefly, taking off his pants and boxers in one swift movement. Your mouth watered seeing his erect member bounce out, precome dripping off the tip. Oh, how you wanted him to fill your mouth, so you could suck his-

Tom must've read your thoughts, because he smirked at you. "Not yet, love." Crawling back on top of you, he peppered your neck and chest in kisses, and you almost failed to notice him reaching over to grab something from on top the dresser. Was he grabbing a condom? He never liked using them, and you were on the pill anyway so-

He rolled the two of you over, sitting up as he had you straddling his lap. His cock rubbed against your clit and you let out an elicit moan, just needing him inside you. You finally saw what it was he had reached for: A bottle of lube. Though it was very not needing considering how dripping you were.

His lips made his way to your ear, breath tickling as he handed the bottle to you and whispered, "Moisturize me?"

His words sent shivers through you, and you looked at him wide eyed before obeying his request. You squirted some lube onto your hand before grabbing his hard cock, making sure to lather him well. Your hands squeezed him tightly, and Tom couldn't help but to groan at the sight of you jerking off his dick. "Oh, baby. So sexy love." It was when your hand made to cup his balls when he lost control. His hands gripped your waist tightly as he lifted you and lowered you on his throbbing member in one swift movement.

The moan you made was nearly pornographic, but it only spurred Tom on as he thrusted into you. You bounced on his dick in time with his own movements, slick cock coming nearly all the way out before slamming back into you at a rough pace. His hands came up to grope your bouncing tits, and you rocked your hips back and forth on his at an agonizing pace. You leaned over, with your hands on his chest to keep your balance, and lightly scratched the toned skin as you slammed your hips hard, just once.

For the second time, Tom lost all control, and he quickly pulled out before flipping the two of you over, your legs thrown over his shoulders as he ruthlessly pounded into you. He made grunts as he left wet, open mouthed kisses on your neck, nipping at just the right spot to make you moan his name.

Your hands moved to work your nipples as Tom's pace continued, that familiar bubble again appearing in your lower regions. From Tom's thrusts growing sloppy, you could tell he was close too.

"Tom-"

"I know love, come with me, darling," he panted.

His hand went down to pinch your clit roughly, and that was it. Your second orgasm of the night ripped through you, and your walls clenching around Tom was enough to send him over the edge too, hot spurts of his come mixing with your own juices.

He collapsed on top of you, the both of you covered in a thin sheen of sweat and panting as you came down from your highs.

"God, I love you," You heard his muffled voice from the crook of your neck.

He kissed the skin there just as you replied, "I love you too, Tom."

"I think we need another shower" Tom chuckled and pulled out of you and laid next to your side. You suddenly felt very empty at his absence. Then a thought came to your head.

"Hmm, ya know," You said, looking at Tom suggestively. "I do have a body moisturizer-"