Dog Sitting - T.H. *Smut*
Summary: Tom has had a crush on his dog sitter and good friend Y/N for a year. When Tom comes to pick up Tessa after a family vacation, a small injury makes one thing lead to another.
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Note: Which of Tom's characters do you want to read about next?
Peter, Tom himself, or Arvin Russell?
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Warnings: smut, oral recieving (fem), use of language, touching, dirty talk
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Word count: 4k+ (long story)
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"Are you hungry, Tess? You want some yummy eggs?"
Tessa barked in response, whining in eagerness as she watched you prepare her eggs. You chuckled with a smile and stirred them around, they were almost done. The Holland's fed Tessa eggs as a treat every now and again cause she loves them- but you feed her eggs everyday she spends with you.
The Holland's were coming back from their two week long family trip today. You felt like somehow, Tessa knew, because she was quite giddy this morning.
"Here you go, pretty girl!" You say with a smile as you place her bowl of eggs and kibble on the floor, watching her eat it happily with her tail shaking so hard that her entire backside moved. You always laughed to yourself when you saw that.
It was a sunny day, warm rays of light pouring in through your window left you no reason to turn on your lights. Your dog, Y/D/N, was peacefully laying in the sun underneath the door.
You snapped back into reality at the sound of your phone vibrating on the marble table. Picking it up, you see "Nikki Holland" displayed across the screen. You answered.
"Hey, Nikki!" You greeted happily as you answered your phone.
"Hey, sweetheart!" She says happily too, "How is Tessa?"
"Well she's currently scarfing down her breakfast, how was the trip?" You giggle, looking at Tessa's tail wag.
"Oh, it was just gorgeous. You should really try to go there sometime, the view is breathtaking."
You and Nikki talked for a while, her listening to you talk about how Tessa had been after she tells you more about the trip. It was always nice to hear her voice, she was like a mother to you and you loved being close to the family. They lived just a 15 minute walk down from you, so you were always over at their home and at any party they threw.
"It sounds like you guys had a blast, did the boys enjoy it?"
"Oh, definitely. The twins bickered as usual but Paddy seemed to keep them distracted with his nonsense. Tom kept asking about you and Tessa, though." Nikki giggles a bit, leaning closer to the phone, "You know, dear... I think he fancies you."
"Nikki!" You gasp, making her laugh. You both ended up laughing but your cheeks burned red.
Tom was, without a doubt, the most attractive man you've ever seen. You've known his parents and siblings for years, but you only met Tom a year ago since he was always busier than the rest of his family. You two instantly became close, and you can't deny that you felt something for him beyond friendship.
But, Tom was surrounded by beautiful, stunning women all the time in his field of work. You doubted he'd ever look at you that way, so you ignored it.
"Well, dear, I just called to let you know that I'll be by in a bit to pick up Tessa. Is that okay?"
"Yes, of course!" You replied, "See you in a bit."
You ended the call, everything suddenly becoming quiet and still. Tessa had finished her meal and she was currently laying under the sunshine next to Y/D/N.
Figuring that it may take a while for Nikki to get there, you thought you should start your workout. You had a work out session every morning in the large space of your living room.
Wearing your spandex shorts and sports bra, you started your stretching. The sun felt warm on your skin even through the window, creating a sigh of content to leave your lips. Your body slowly started to loosen up, not as stiff from your night of sleep. Feeling refreshed from your stretch, you start your routine, 30 minutes in and breaking a sweat. Your muscles felt like they were on fire, trying to keep up with the time.
Heartbreak Anniversary by Giveon was playing lowly on the speaker from the kitchen. Just as you were about to start your next set, the doorbell rang.
That confused you at first seeing as Nikki would always come right on in, she was basically your second mother so it didn't bother you. Shrugging it off, you grabbed your small towel off the couch and started patting your sweat away while walking towards the door.
You grab the knob and twist, swinging the door open. Your heart drops as you see that it wasn't Nikki infront of you, but someone you'd rather not see you in so little clothing.
"Hey, Y/N!" Tom greeted happily, the lightest of blushes crawling across his cheeks as he avoids looking you up and down.
"Oh, hey, Tom!" You say, trying to act like he didn't make you nervous, "Come on in."
Stepping aside to let him inside, you felt goosebumps threaten to spread across your skin as Tom whisks by you, nearly bumping your arm. Closing the door, you turned to look at him, already seeing him on the floor with Tessa.
"Tessa!" Tom says excitedly, showering her with love and kisses. Tessa was beyond happy to see Tom as she showered him with the same amount of love.
After they finished their moment, Tessa saw your dog wake up from it's nap and ran to go play with them. Tom laughed, turning to you.
"I'm sorry for interrupting your workout," Tom says as he looks at your mat on the floor and small weights, "My mum got busy and asked if I could come to get Tess instead."
"That's alright, doesn't bother me." You smile at him, looking at his adorable chocolate locks that fell into a cute mess ontop of his head.
"Well, while you're here, would you like some tea?" You ask with a smile, trying your best not to make a fool of yourself. You knew you stood no chance of getting with Tom, but that wouldn't stop you from being polite.
"That would be lovely." Tom smiles back, following you to your kitchen. He felt horrible about it, but he couldn't help but to stare at your ass as you walked. In your spandex shorts, it left little to imagination, and he's never seen you in anything so revealing.
He stopped staring as you turned around, nervous. You watched him take a seat at your table. You could feel his eyes on you as you prepared to make the tea, but you weren't complaining.
Tom couldn't seem to stop looking at you. To him, you looked gorgeous all the time, but right now, you looked ravishing. He would tell you that, but even he couldn't deny how much of a wuss he was. This crush he's had on you has kept him up sometimes, but for a year, he kept it to himself. He knew that his mother knew that he fancied you, though, which is why she made up an excuse to have Tom come to get Tessa instead. Tom knew it was rubbish, but he jumped at the chance.
"I hope Tess behaved." He spoke, causing you to almost jump. You smiled, ignoring that he startled you.
"She was an angel, as always. I can tell she missed you though."
"I missed her too. Not the same sleeping without her."
"Did you have a good time?" You asked, your back turned to Tom.
"I guess so. It was kind of boring." Tom spoke honestly, shrugging as he watched you move.
"How come?" You asked.
"It was the same as any place. I couldn't really just have time with my family because anywhere we went, fans were there too. I love my fans and am beyond grateful for them, but I really just wanted some time with my family." Tom spoke honestly, guilt panging his heart as he spoke. His words made you sad knowing he didn't have a good time like the rest of his family did.
"Nikki told me about the girl that was all over you," you laughed even though you hated the thought, "I'm sure your girlfriend hated that."
"I don't have a girlfriend, love." Tom spoke shyly, giving you a feeling of relief.
You had brought it up in hopes of him denying he had a girlfriend. You wanted Tom to be happy of course, but when Nikki told you about the girl that was all over him on their vacation, you couldn't help but to feel jealous.
The room fell quiet. You didn't know what to say and Tom didn't either. If only you both knew how badly you wanted to tell each other the truth, but fear stopped you. You didn't want to make things awkward and Tom didn't want to lose you.
A painful stinging sensation brought you out of your thoughts, making you grab your wrist and let out a cry of pain.
Tom perked up instantly, rushing over to you. He had deep concern in his eyes as he gently had your arms in his hands. His touch sent sparks through your skin and it distracted you from your pain for a second.
"Are you okay?" He asks, guiding you over to the sink with a voice of genuine concern. He was so close, you were sure he could feel your heart beating out of your chest.
"Uh- yea," you choked, "It's just a burn."
"This is a pretty rough burn, darling." Tom chuckled lightly. Your heart soared.
You told Tom where your first aid kit was and he ran to get it, leaving you in the kitchen. You hoisted yourself up onto your kitchen counter by the sink, letting the cold water run along your burn. Tom ran back over to you holding the kit, popping it open as he sat it down next to your thighs. He nearly choked as he saw how high your spandex shorts had ridden up your legs, swallowing the lump in his throat.
He pushed that to the back of his mind and tended to your burn, but it was so hard to ignore how good you looked. Your breasts were displayed perfectly infront of him, all he had to do was look down to see them curve perfectly, your skin looking as soft as ever. His hands were itching to touch you, especially everytime he glanced at your thighs. He kept imagining your legs wrapped around him as his lips explored your neck, the thoughts got the best of him. He was trying his hardest to be respectful and not look, but there was no denying the growing bulge in his pants.
After he wrapped up your wound, Tom rested his hand on your knee. The simple gesture sent tingles all over your body and straight to your core, making you let out a shaky breath. Tom didn't seem to notice seeing as he was examining your wrist to make sure he tended to it properly, but his eyes looked distant. You took your lip in between your teeth, feeling Tom's hand squeezing your knee. He didn't seem to notice, his actions being completely subconscious.
"It should be okay," Tom suddenly spoke, taking you out of your trance, "Just keep putting that ointment on it."
"O-Okay." You mumble, not taking your eyes off his hand on your knee. Tom noticed this and his eyes widened, immediately going to remove his hand.
"Oh, shit-" he cursed, "I'm so sorry, Y/N. I didn't realize-"
Before you could think about it, you stopped him from moving his hand, stopping his voice in it's tracks. He looked from your hand over his to you, seeing a gleam in your eye that he's never seen before.
This wasn't like you at all. Sure, you've had sex before, but you've never craved it from someone like you craved Tom right now.
Tom didn't want to push himself on you, but the sexual tension in the room could be cut with a knife. His bulge was only growing and his hand on your knee was only making it worse. Looking you in the eye, Tom stood there as you slowly slid his hand higher up your thigh, eyes widening.
Tom got the memo and started moving his hand on his own. Your spread your legs, watching as he quickly stood between them, placing a hand on both of your thighs. Tingles shot straight to your core.
He was close- incredibly close. Your bodies almost touching, lips barely an inch apart. You could smell his minty breath, staring deeply into his eyes. His big hands gave your thighs a strong squeeze, making you gasp.
"Please tell me I can kiss you." Tom said pleadingly, not knowing how much longer he could last not feeling your lips on his. Your heart exploded, not able to speak, you nodded.
Tom smashed his lips to yours, squeezing your thighs as he grunted against your lips. You kissed him back eagerly, resting your elbows on his shoulders as you raked your fingers through his chocolate brown locks. Tom brought a hand behind you and pushed your body even closer into his, feeling your breasts pressed against the thin clothe of his white t-shirt, driving him absolutely wild. Due to your low counters, your core was pressed against his raging hard on, making your panties a flood zone.
The kiss only got more heated, Tom's hands holding onto your hips as his fingers skim along the waistband on your shorts. Your hands found their way under his shirt, tracing each if his abs as he groaned against your lips. Your touch egnited him.
You pushed Tom off of you for only a moment, grabbing the hem of his shirt and skimming it off his toned body. You didn't even take time to admire him- your lips went straight to his neck.
"Darling," Tom said breathlessly, holding your hips tightly as you suck on his sweet spot, "Stop if you don't want this. I'm having a hard time keeping from taking you right here on this counter."
His words went straight to your core, heating up your body. You were out of breath, pulling away from him to look him in the eye.
"I've wanted you for a while, Tom." You spoke truthfully, letting your eyes hold all your emotion as you looked into his chocolate dipped orbs, "YOU tell ME if you don't want this. Be honest with me, don't give me false hope that you want me for more than just this."
After looking into your eyes for a moment more, Tom pulled you into another kiss, only this kiss was different. This kiss was loving and passionate, the kind of kiss a husband gives his wife every morning and the kind of kiss that you see in movies when the guy gets the girl. Cupping your face in his hands, he pulled away for a breath, resting his forehead on yours as you watch his chest rise and fall aggressively.
"I have been too chicken to tell you that very same thing, love." Tom chuckled, "I'm pretty sure my mum made up some random excuse for me to come here because she knew I fancy you. You keep me up at night sometimes, yet I still couldn't find a way to ask you out."
You wrapped your legs around his waist tightly and bit your lip as you looked into his eyes. He smirked as he felt your hand slip past the waistband of his pants, lips dangerously close to yours.
"Feels a little crowded," you whisper, "Why don't you invite your little friend out to play?"
Tom couldn't help but groan, throwing his head back as your touch went lower and lower. The affect you had on him was severe, and he couldn't take it much longer.
Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck
"Dammit, Y/N." Tom whispered under his breath in frustration as he picks you up. You let out a gasp, tightening your legs around his waist and arms around his neck. His lips caught yours, pushing your bedroom door open with your back before throwing you down on the bed.
You moaned against Tom's soft lips, his fingers pulling at the waistband of your shorts. Knowing they were skin tight, Tom didn't hesitate to nearly rip them off of you, pulling them off your legs in a swift movement. Feeling his roughness made a pool between your legs- you were eager.
It didn't take long before you were both only left in your underwear. Tom's boxers were tight, the lining of his boner being extremely evident. Just the sight nearly sent you over the edge, making you let out a small moan, Tom's lips sucking on your neck as he palmed your breasts.
"Ugh, Tom." You moaned breathlessly, pressing your lower half against his. He grunted against your skin, pushing your body down against the mattress, putting some of his weight on you so you felt every inch of him. It nearly sent goosebumps across your skin, gripping onto his shoulders tightly.
His lips started their journey down your body slowly, despite the eagerness Tom was radiating. You held comforting eye contact as he got lower and lower, your heat throbbing for him. You had no doubt in your mind that your underwear were soaked, and as Tom stared at them, you could see the approving gleam in his eyes matched with a proud smirk.
"Do I do this to you, darling?" He says softly, palming your heat as he waited for an answer. Your words were caught in your throat- unable to think with only a thin cloth seperating Tom's fingers and your core.
"Y-Yes, Tom..." you breathed out, giving him the most pleading look you could muster. Tom smirked at you, loving the affect the simple touch had on you.
"Do you want me to do this..." he whispers, bringing his fingers to hook around the thin cloth, bringing it down your legs, "...darling?"
"Yes!" You says desperately, kicking them off the rest of the way, "Tom, I need you..."
To Tom, your voice was like an angel's choir. You sound so fucked for him- it made his cock throb in his boxers. He nearly groaned- he couldn't believe this was actually happening right now.
Tom spread your bare legs, staring at you intently as he crawled between your legs. You nodded to him, biting your lip as you felt his warm breath fanning against your heat.
Tom's eyes held excitement as he dragged his tongue between your drenched folds. You were sweet, he wanted more. Hearing you bite back moans, Tom pressed the back of your thighs against his shoulders, arms going around your legs so he can grip your hips.
Using your waist, Tom grips it tightly, sure to leave small bruises as he holds you still and presses his face further into you.
This was too much for you to handle and your moans came spilling from between your lips. You were breathing heavy, arching your back as your hands looked for something to hold onto. They found Tom's hair, gripping and tugging it tightly as he flooded all your senses with pleasure.
"Oh, Tom!" You moaned loudly, your voice sending a moan to crawl up Tom's throat as he mopped up your heat, holding you down so you don't squirm.
Latching his lips to your clit, Tom slipped two fingers into your dripping cunt, thrusting and sucking wildly. It was too much for you, so much pleasure and not enough will to handle it.
"T-Tom I'm gonna finish if you don't stop!"
Tom pulled away from your clit, slowly slipping his fingers out of you. You could see your wetness evident on his nose, lips and chin. Wiping it away, he saw your flushed expression, glad he was making you feel so damn good.
"Not yet, love," He whispers lowly, crawling up your body and kissing your lips harshly, "You're gonna cum around my cock."
His stern tone and authority sent shivers down your spine, both of you knowing there is no doubt that he will make you.
Tom stripped his boxers off, noticing you trying your hardest not to look. A bit of shyness struck him, the softest of blushes spreading across his cheeks. Reaching over to your nightstand drawer, you pulled it open, moving stuff around into you grabbed a condom. You tried to give it to Tom, but his blush only deepened, looking like he wanted to say something but wouldn't.
"Tom, I like you a lot, but you are not going raw-" you tell him, but he quickly cuts you off.
"No! Th-That's not it..." he chuckles awkwardly, looking from the condom, to his throbbing cock, to you.
"Oh-" you say, embarrassed as you realized what he meant.
"Do you have any bigger sizes, love?"
You wanted to smack yourself. Your ex wasn't exactly the biggest "wielder".
You rummaged through the drawer and found a condom big enough to fit around Tom.
Ripping it open, you rolled it onto Tom's thick length, hearing him groan into your neck in the process. In seconds, he was positioned between your legs, rubbing his pink tip on your clit as you whimpered against his lips.
"Baby, please don't tease." You whispered, watching his chocolate orbs stare into your pleading ones.
Without breaking his gaze into your beautiful eyes, Tom slowly pushed his throbbing cock inside you. You instantly threw your head back, digging your nails into his broad shoulders as your wetness allowed him to bottom out so easily. Tom didn't realize he was holding his breath until he felt you arching against him.
He felt so good- the way he filled you up could easily get you to finish. Tom couldn't get enough of the way you wrapped around him so well, so wet for him that he was completely inside you in seconds.
"Holy shit, darling." He moaned breathlessly, jaw slightly dropped. Your eyes were tightly shut, biting your bottom lip hard as you felt him pull all the way out only to slam right back into you with a hard grunt.
"Fuck, Tom!" Your moan came out extremely high and loud, making you blush once more. Tom smirked, though... he loved it.
He started a steady rhythm smoothingly, his arms and abs flexing as he fucked you hard. Your nails were digging into his shoulders thoughtlessly, not a second passing where a moan wasn't threatening to leave your lips. As much as Tom wanted you to leave your marks all over him, he was more eager to see you completely vulnerable underneath him. He grabbed both your hands and had them pinned above your head in seconds making you gasp.
"So good for me," he grunted, "Aren't you, good girl?"
His nickname for you made you whimper.
"Oh, you like when I talk dirty while fucking your tight pussy, baby?" All you could do was nod with rosy cheeks, his words completely shocking you. Tom was always so sweet, so innocent...
"I bet you do," he says, out of breath as he ruts into you harshly, making you let out a small cry of pleasure, "You're a dirty girl like that."
His words were helping to send you over the edge. He wouldn't stop- everything falling from his lips being dirtier than the rest.
"You look so pretty, even while I'm fucking you."
"So good for me... taking my cock so well."
"You're so tight princess, guess I should come over more often?"
"I just want to bend you over and fuck the shit out of you."
"Fuck, Tom!" You practically screamed, body tensing as your back arched against him. Your heat throbbed as you felt your climax coursing over you.
With only a few more thrusts, Tom came hard, throwing his head back as he did. The sight was beyond attractive and you wish you could save it in your mind.
Tom pulled out of you carefully, knowing you were sore and sensitive after being fucked that good. He discarded of the well used condom, cleaning up the mess you both made with many tissues from your nightstand so he could hold you close to him. Your body felt weaker and more tired then before, which was well expected. This felt more like a workout then your actual session.
Tom plopped down in your bed with a satisfied sigh, looking over at you with the giddiest smile.
There's the Tom I'm used to, you thought to yourself, his smile beaming.
"I hope I wasn't too rough." Tom says, a comforting softness in his voice that wasn't there before. He wrapped a strong arm around your naked body, pulling you into his bare chest.
"Not rough," you scoffed, smiling, "Just hard."
"Did I hurt you?"
"No, baby." You hummed, "It was perfect."
There was a moment of silence as you both repeated the hard, steamy sex you just had over and over again in your minds. There was something about it that made it to where neither of you could wipe even the smallest of smiles off your faces.
"Y/N?" Tom spoke up softly, leaning his lips into your neck.
"Hmm?" You hummed.
"I meant what I said in the kitchen, earlier..." he says, "I really do fancy you."
"I like you too, Tom," you giggle, "I have for a while."
"I was too chicken to say anything to you before," he chuckles, "But I want to take you out on a date. A real date."
You turn and face Tom, smiling as your eyes met his. His words made your heart happy, and there was no way you could turn down the smile he was giving you.
"Of course," you laugh, tucking a stray curl out of his face, "It's about time that you ask. You really think I'm gonna say no?"
You both laughed, Tom pulling you into his chest. Your bodies were tired, but neither of you were sleepy at the moment. Tom stayed over for a few more hours, just cradling your naked body against his. You talked, laughed until you cried, kissed and just enjoyed each other's presence before it was time for Tom to bring Tessa home.
After a very lasting, loving, and passionate goodbye kiss, Tom took Tessa and walked home. He was sad to be leaving, he'd be okay with never leaving your side again.
After arriving home, Tom found that only his twin brothers, Sam and Harry, were home. They were too captivated in the TV and Tessa being home to question Tom on what took him so long.
Tom went up to his room, unable to stop his smiles. He stripped out of his shirt, about to plop down on his bed when his door swung open.
"Ey, mate. Where's the- holy fuck, what the hell happened to you!" Sam suddenly burst into Tom's room, yelling as his eyes landed on the long red scratches all over Tom's shoulders and back. Tom whipped around quickly, eyes going wide.
"Don't you know when to knock, you idiot?!" He yelled back, hearing Sam's footsteps thudding towards the room.
"Holy shit, mate!" Harry laughed, eyes wide at Tom turned his back to him to put his shirt back on.
"Piss off, both of you!"
"Now we know what took so long to get Tess." Harry snickered. Sam finally realized what was happening and scrunched up his nose at his older brother, rolling his eyes before walking away. Tom growled and slammed the door despite Harry's teasing. No matter what, he knew he wouls do it all over again.
Tom called you minutes later to talk about anything and everything.
He felt happy- the happiest he's been in a while. This was good. This was joy.
Lost in thought, he realized you fell asleep on the phone. A soft smile spread across his lips.
"Sleep well, my love."
