You Lied / End It All | Angst Ending

you lied / end it all | angst ending

a/n: this is one alternate ending to the fic ‘you lied,’ so if you want, you can check out the fluffy ending at the link below! also read ‘you lied’ first because this is the ending... enjoy xx

warnings: one swear word, big time angst

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! you lied read first | fluff ending !

“Darling, I-I never meant to scare you. I’m so sorry, love,” he moved closer to you.

“Well it’s a little late for that isn’t it,” you snapped, face glowing red with rage.

“I know I shouldn’t’ve lied to you, but I really do love you, I swear,” he looked at you solemnly.

“I don’t doubt that, but you lied to me for 11 months. Hell, I even thought about moving in with you and marrying you and having children with you!” You spat, disgusted by the idea.

“We can still have that future. Just put down the pepper spray and come with me,” he said slowly, cautious to not trigger you to spray him.

“I’m not going to marry someone who murders people when they get mad! And I’m sure as fuck that I would never have children with you! I wouldn’t want my children to grow up like you: a monster,” you glared at him.

Tom felt his heart shatter into a million pieces in his chest. He never imagined you ever being this cruel and cold-hearted. To him, you were always sunshine and rainbows. He wanted the same future with you as you imagined, but he ruined it all by lying.

“All right,” he finally gave in, “you want me to leave, I’ll leave.”

“Ye-Yeah, go! Go back to whatever torture you were performing because I don’t care! I-I never cared! Leave,” you laughed at his back, lies slipping through your lips.

“Don’t go, please don’t. I love you, too. I do care, a lot at that. Stay.”

It was too late. The time you spent together and wondering about your future were all a waste. It’s crazy how one lie can end it all.

Oh my, are we going to get cocky Tom sex? And even better, cocky Tom boasting and dirty talking while getting a blowjob? Hehe. I know he'll probably eventually become nicer and actually like y/n, but to start, I will be happy for super arrogant frat Tom in the bedroom!

cocky head

a/n: i’m not sure if you meant that we’ll see cocky frat tom sex in my series or if you were requesting it, so i’ll just do both... enjoy reading this erotica, peace xx

pairing: cocky frat!tom x reader

warnings: SMUT, oral (m. receiving), swearing, tom is a cocky bitch

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You were shoved into the dark space with the arrogant frat boy, Tom Holland. You tried to fight your way out but being much smaller and weaker than the 6′ 2″ male who went to the gym everyday, failed miserably. 

“Calm down, darling. We’ll only be in here for 7 minutes,” a scoff sounded behind you.

Turning around, you looked around the darkness, “I might not be able to see you, but I can still strangle you if I really wanted to.”

“My, you’re a feisty one,” you could practically hear the smug smirk on his face.

“Shut up,”  you mumbled and sat down. Surprisingly, when you took your seat, it wasn’t hard and cold but slightly cushioned and warm.

You heard Tom clear his throat, “Woah, when you said you’d strangle me, I guess you meant strangle my di-”

“I swear, if you finish that sentence, I will hurt you,” you threatened.

“You sat in my lap, so technically, you initiated it,” he said defensively.

Squealing, you launched yourself into the air feeling oddly hot. You felt a tingling sensation in your core and an uncontrollable urge to smile. You were more than thankful that you were in the dark.

Calming down, you sat across from Tom and awkwardly fidgeted with your fingers. The room was completely silent except from the talkative crowd beyond the doors. Then, you heard the sound of a belt getting unbuckled. You looked in the direction of the noise. Unfortunately for you, your eyes had already adjusted to darkness, allowing you to see Tom sticking his hand into his pants.

“O-Oh my god,” you yelped, covering your eyes.

“Don’t be shy,” he smirked, “this is probably the biggest cock you’ll ever see.”

“Sh-Shut up,” you hid your face behind your hands, blushing furiously.

“Look at hard you made me,”  he cooed, “Just from sitting in my lap. Don’t you want to admire your work?”

You shook your head, too nervous to look at him, any of him. 

When you didn’t hear him reply, you slightly relaxed and dropped your arms by your side. The first thing that caught your eye was a grinning Tom staring right at you, cock in hand.

“My hands good, but your mouth, that mouth will be more helpful around my cock,” he said seductively.

“You’re disgusting,” you spat at him.

“You won’t be saying that when you’ve tried it,” he sang.

His moans filled your ears, followed by the wet slapping sounds of him jerking himself off. Strangely, it made you feel erotic and sensitive. 

As wrong as it was, you snuck a peek at Tom working himself to his climax. You don’t know what came over you, but you were suddenly on your knees in front of Tom’s length.

“Knew you wouldn’t be able to resist me,” he chuckled.

“Shu-”

Tom cut you off by shoving himself into your mouth. You let out a moan and began bobbing your head. You looked up at him and blinked innocently, eliciting a groan from him.

“Fuck, darling, you’re so good at this. Have you done this before?” He moaned dropping his head back.

You used your hands and stroked the base of his member, trying to bring him to the edge faster. 

“What a shame, my fat cock is too big to fit in your mouth. Luckily, you know how to use your hands, too.”

You increased your pace and swirled your tongue all around his manhood. He felt his core tense and instinctively thrusted his hips into the air.

“I’m gonna cum, babygirl,” he warned you.

You worked even harder, greedy for his cum.

It didn’t take long to get him to release in your mouth.

“Fuck, that was good. Your mouth and my cock were meant to be together,” Tom sighed, catching his breath.

You gulped his liquids and swallowed as much as you could in one go. The rest of the white fluids were wiped off the side of your mouth and sucked off your fingertips.

“Don’t get too attached to my big cock, darling. Just know that we will be seeing a lot more of each other,” and with that, he finished redressing himself and left you alone in the closet to assess what just happened.

the worst of you

a/n: sorry for not updating for a while, i’ve been more tired than ever before... this song sparked this idea for a fic so hopefully it’s good and you enjoy it... lots of love xx

pairing: frat!fuckboy!tom x reader

warnings: toxic/unhealthy relationship, angst

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You promise it's different You swear that you listened I don't mind if you didn't 'Cause I just love the sound of your voice You role-play the good guy, lemon juice your white lies But I see 'em in the sunrise

“This is all different, babe. I swear I’ve been listening to you,” Tom placed his hands on your arms.

You couldn’t care if he didn’t listen, you just loved hearing the sound of his voice. You knew he was a complete fake, roleplaying the good guy. He tried to cover up his white lies but they always shone through either way.

You got me right in the palm of your hand and you know it Oh, it's what you do So let me drown, I'll be there with the band Hit the sea bed, all I'd see is you

You were whipped and the both of you knew it. You were vulnerable and easily manipulated when it came to Tom. He knew he had power over you, so he abused the power. 

It’s what he does, you sighed to yourself, but he’s all that I can think about.

So give me your worst excuses, any reason to stay Give me your lips that taste of her, I'd kiss them again I'd rather you walk all over me than walk away Give me the worst of you 'Cause I want you anyway So take me to every party and just talk to your friends Why don't you let me down, I'll let you do it again Go on and walk all over me, just don't walk away Give me the worst of you 'Cause I want you anyway

Whenever he came back late, you already knew where he had been, though you did care about his feeble excuses. You wanted to hear all of his excuses. They were reasons to stay.

You pulled him towards you, placing your lips on his. You could taste another girl on them mixed with alcohol. You didn’t mind it, as long as you could kiss him you’d be fine. You’d let him walk all over you instead of walk away and leave you.

You wanted him, all of him. Even if he gave you the worst of him, you’d still take him.

-

One night, you asked him to bring you to a party with him. He was hesitant about it. Like always, he tried to find excuses to keep you from going. 

“I won’t be a burden, promise,” you smiled softly.

He sighed, giving in. He brought you to the frat house, which was overflowing with people. He led you to the emptiest couch he could find and left. 

You could see Tom laughing with his friends. You smiled to yourself, happy to see that Tom was happy. Girls began to pile on your boyfriend, but you promised you wouldn’t bother him. Besides, he was still yours. You were the one he came back to almost every night.

We make up, but I know we'll fistfight Through iPhones, my left hook a no-show 'Cause I'll just keep letting you win But baby, the truth is I make your excuses You let me down and I'm used to it

Fights weren’t as frequent in your relationship, seeing as you gave Tom all the freedom in the world, but when you did fight, you’d have make up sex. That wasn’t the end of the fight, though. He would text you angry messages, putting you down. You never fought back. You let him win. 

Your friends and family asked why you stayed with Tom. They could see into the cracks of your relationship. You’d always make excuses to defend the brunette.

Tom, on the other hand, hadn’t even told his family about you. You were put down by it but you didn’t force it upon him. You were used to the disappointment.

Another night, another dotted line I sign my heart away to you Some call it foolish, guess I'll call it art

You signed your heart to Tom. You knew it was a one-sided relationship, but you’d rather gain a relationship with him than feel the pain of losing him. It was like selling yourself to the devil: you got what you want in the short-term but costs you in the long-term.

Many people called you foolish for staying in the toxic relationship but you liked to call it art. Moreover, when one looks at art, they might have an immediate emotional attachment to it, like you with Tom. You were emotionally attached to the British brunette.

“Just give me the worst of you because I’ll want you anyway.”

oral lesson

a/n: i’m literally having major writers block so this is like hella short, i’m so sorry, i’m trying as hard as i can T^T

warnings: smut, oral (fem. receiving), slight dom!reader ı ʇɥıuʞ

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“Kiss my neck,” you mumbled.

You felt his soft lips connect with the skin of your neck. He gently nibbled the side of your neck before sucking the skin, leaving a saturating spot. You moaned at the sensation, tilting your head back in pleasure.

“Bite me,” you breathed.

You felt his teeth gently pulling at your skin, trailing from your neck to your shoulder.

“Hold me down.”

He pushed you back on the bed and slowly made his way down to the valley between your legs, placing wet kisses on your skin. Hovering over the spot you desired him most, his hot breath harassed it, pleasuring you more than it should’ve. Your back arched off the bed and hips thrust into the air.

“Use your tongue,” you begged, voice strained.

His tongue delved into your wetness, collecting it all in one lick. He flicked his tongue on your clit, not giving you the full treatment. 

“Make me moan,” you voiced shakily.

He wrapped his lips around your bud, sucking on it. A long finger collected your slick and pushed into you, thrusting slowly. He skillfully used his tongue on your clit while continuously sucking on it, and he added a second finger and sped up his pace, curling his fingers in a ‘come hither’ motion, occasionally. You let out an elongated moan, fingers tangled in his hair.

“Don’t- Don’t stop,” you stopped to take a breath, “Don’t stop until I’m shaking,” your chest heaved.

His eyes darted up to connect with yours, and you could feel him smirk against you. He began to pound his fingers into you, your liquid producing lewd sounds. You felt the building tightness in your core relax, and you came. He didn’t stop, though. He pushed your legs wider open, hands stroking up and down your inner thighs. You felt another the need to release once again, but it was cut off this time. He pulled away from you, grinning widely as you whined. He stuck his tongue back into your opening, collecting all your cum from your previous release. His thumb pressed onto your clit, sending a shiver down your spine. You came the second time that night. 

The process continued: he teased you, he let you cum, and repeat.

It was only until your 4th orgasm did you begin shaking. Your body vibrated, and your legs tried to close themselves. 

You heard a popping sound, and you looked in the direction of the sound. He sucked his fingers clean of your juices. His face, though, was shining with your slick, earning a blush from you. He licked his lips clean of the substance and wiped the rest off with his shirt. He slid into the space beside you and wrapped his arm around your waist.

“Feel good, love?”

“As always and more, Tommy,” you smiled at him, briskly losing consciousness.

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