Requested by ghostwriter3456: Y/N goes on a night out for her best friend's birthday, but is only seventeen. She just about gets into one of Tom's clubs, where they meet and hook up. In the morning, they have a massive argument when he finds out that she's not eighteen.

*Please note: as this request suggests, Y/N is under eighteen in this one-shot. However the age of consent in the UK (where this is set) is sixteen, and Y/N is seventeen in this, so it's not dodgy or anything. Regardless, if you're uncomfortable reading a smut involving a reader who is seventeen, feel free to skip this one. Thank you and enjoy ;)*

"This isn't a good idea." I sighed, my heels clicking against the cobblestone street as the four of us walked towards the club.

"It isn't if you keep banging on about it. Your ID looks real, they're only going to suspect something if you're acting suspicious. So, shut the fuck up, and calm down, yeah?" Becky chuckled, making me return it and bite my lip as we got to the doors of the club. The four of us were out for Becky's eighteenth birthday, and she had chosen one of the famous Holland clubs in Kingston for the night. The clubs that were run by the Holland mob and more namely, the twenty-year-old heir to the criminal empire, Tom Holland. No normal people knew what the boy looked like, rumour had it to lessen the chance of someone being hired to kill him. But it also meant that famously, you were better off not getting into a fight with any young guy in one of the clubs. After all, if you accidentally ended up fighting the Tom Holland, you'd end up in the Thames by the end of the evening. That was also partially why I was so apprehensive about going to one of his clubs. Whilst Becky was officially an adult, I was still a week off of being eighteen. Which meant breaking one of the rules to get into the club since I'd be using a fake ID, and if I got caught, it wouldn't be good. I just had to not get caught. I took a deep breath, my heart pounding in my chest as we got to the door of the club. Becky showed the bouncer her ID, the massive man leaning in to get a closer look.

"Oh. Happy birthday. If you tell the bartender that it's your birthday, you'll get a free shot." he nodded.

"Thank you, I will." Becky giggled as she headed in. I walked up to the bouncer, my heart in my throat as he looked me up and down.

"ID." he demanded. I nodded and raised the fake ID, the huge man leaning in again to look at it. He flicked his eyes between my face and the plastic card, butterflies of anxiety practically suffocating me as he narrowed his eyes. He looked at me once more.

"Alright. Go on, love." he nodded. I gave him a thanking smile and passed him, my eyes wavering as I released the breath that I hadn't realised that I'd been holding. Jessie and Leanne followed me in, all four of us entering the room that stank of cheap alcohol. The music immediately thumped through me, the vibrations already in my chest as we looked around.

"How awesome is this?!" Becky squealed into my ear.

"It is pretty cool." I chuckled as I looked around. I had been nervous to come here, but now that we were actually here, I could already tell that I was going to have fun.

"I want to dance." Becky nodded.

"I need a drink. I'll meet you on the floor." I responded.

"Okay, but be safe." she replied. I gave her a small smile and squeezed her hand in reassurance before turning for the bar. I puffed out as I headed to it. I raised my hand to try and get the attention of the bartender, a sigh leaving my lips as I went ignored. I bit my lip as I looked up and down the bar. I looked down it, my eyes flicking away for a second before going back. Going back to the boy a few bar stools down who had his gaze locked to me. My lips curled into a smile, my heart jumping as the insanely attractive boy checked me out. I couldn't see the colour of his eyes, but that didn't matter. The stunningly wavy curls that sat on his head and the jawline that would be sharp enough to cut me were enough to tell me that this guy was the real fucking deal. I wanted him already. I winked at him, making him smirk in return as I looked back to the bartender who had finally found his way to me.

"Vodka coke, please." I nodded.

"Whiskey. I'll get hers too." I smirked and bit my lip, my eyes flicking back up as the guy spoke. He had moved up the bar to be next to me so that he was now leaning against it with his eyes glued to me.

"You normally buy girls that you don't know drinks?" I teased.

"No. Only the absolutely gorgeous ones." he flirted, making me smirk and bite my lip as he stood up straight. He wasn't much taller than me, but there was enough of a difference between us for me to have to look up at him as he got closer.

"I'm Tom. It's lovely to meet you." he nodded, my heart fluttering as he gently took my hand into his before raising it to his lips.

"Y/N. It's lovely to meet you too, Tom." I chuckled.

"So, what's a beautiful girl like you doing at a bar alone? Let me guess, your boyfriend is an asshole, so you went out without him." he smiled, making me laugh and shake my head.

"Nothing that exciting. It's my best friend's birthday, so we came out for a drink." I nodded. He raised his eyebrows.

"Oh. I do hope that I'm not taking you away from your friend on her birthday." he chuckled.

"She has our other two friends, she won't mind." I shrugged with a playful roll of my eyes. He smirked and bit his lip as our drinks were placed in front of us. I picked it up, my gaze falling back onto the incredibly attractive man as he also held up his whiskey.

"To what I suspect will be a very fun and eventful night." he spoke.

"I'll toast to that." I smiled, making his smirk widen as we both drank our drinks.

Tom and I stood on the dance floor, my arms curled over his shoulders and his hands holding my waist as we danced. We laughed and smiled as we danced to the music, our foreheads joined as we looked into each other's eyes. I couldn't put my finger on it, but I already felt a connection with him. His eyes flicked between my eyes and my lips, making my smile dip as he slowly but surely started to lean down. I had hardly believed that this god of a man had picked me out of every single girl in the club, let alone that he obviously wanted to take me home. His gaze flicked to my eyes again, as if to ask for permission to kiss me. I happily granted it, my head nodding slightly and making him smile as he leant down and pressed our lips together. I returned the kiss, my arms curling further around his neck as his grip on my waist tightened. He deepened the kiss, making me smirk into it as he slipped his tongue into my mouth. We started to make out on the dance floor, our tongues and teeth clashing but his winning as he easily dominated the kiss. He pulled away, both of us panting heavily as he joined our foreheads again. He looked at me.

"Do you want to go back to mine?" he yelled over the music. My eyes widened slightly, my heart jumping in my chest at the suggestion that I knew would lead to sex. I was seventeen and so was above the age of consent, and I'd had sexual experiences with my ex, but that hadn't been for a good six months. I also hadn't told Tom my age yet, and so I wasn't entirely sure how he'd react when he found out that I was under eighteen. Only by a week, sure, but still. Despite my head telling me that this was a bad idea, my heart won and told me to go for it. After all, how many times would I be able to say that an older guy wanted me? I nodded and bit my lip, making Tom smile as he leant down and gently kissed me again. He pulled away and took my hand, the boy starting to pull me to the edge of the crowd. I eagerly followed him, smiles on our faces and laughs leaving our lips as he pulled me out of the club and into a taxi.

Tom and I stumbled into his apartment, our lips joined as he shut the door with his foot. His hands tore his jacket off of his shoulders before harshly gripping my hips, making me moan into his mouth at the action. He smirked into the kiss, making me return it and squeal as he pulled on my legs and lifted me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist, our lips staying together the entire time as he carried me into his bedroom. He lay me down on the bed and crawled over me, smirks on both of our lips as he leant down and smashed our lips together again.

"You're so fucking beautiful, love." he mumbled, making my eyes flutter shut as he broke the kiss and moved his lips down to my neck.

"Please, Tommy, just do something." I gulped as his lips feverishly travelled down my neck.

"Patience, darling, I'll make you feel amazing in good time." he teased. I couldn't help but moan at his words, making his smirk widen as he pulled the straps of my dress down. He pulled the top down to reveal to him my naked chest, his lips trailing down the valley of my breasts. I looked down at him, my hands finding his hair as I lifted my ass so that he could completely rid my body of my dress. He took the chance to sit up and unbutton his dress shirt, making me sit up underneath him and lean up to start kissing his neck.

"Fuck, love." He moaned slightly. I smirked in response, my lips leaving open-mouthed kisses on his skin as my hands started to unbuckle his belt.

"You're not the only one who can take control, Tommy." I cooed against his skin. He moaned again as I pulled his trousers and boxers down and let his rock-hard dick slap against his stomach. I went to wrap my hand around his shaft, only for him to grab my wrist instead and hold it above my head as he lay me back down on the bed.

"You may be able to take control too, but I'm going to be the one who stays in control, sweetheart." He nodded, making me gulp and bite my lip at his tone. The tone that was seriously turning me on.

"I have no issue with that." I shook my head. He smirked and leant down to kiss me again. I returned it, my hands curling around his neck to pull him closer as he slipped his tongue into my mouth. We kept making out as I felt his hand move down my body and slip into my panties, making me breath hitch against his lips. His digits started to gently play with my folds, my eyes fluttering shut at the feeling.

"Tommy." I choked, making the boy smirk as he teasingly pulled at my bottom lip with his teeth before letting it go.

"Who made you this wet, darling? Who made you feel this good?" He cooed as he broke the kiss and ghosted his lips over my neck, his fingers continuing to move against me as he spoke.

"You did, Tommy. Please, do something." I whined. I gasped, my eyes squeezing shut and my back arching into his chest as he pushed a finger into me.

"Jesus Christ." I choked as he started to finger me.

"That feel good, sweetheart?" he smirked into my neck.

"Fuck, so good, don't stop, shit." I moaned. His smirk widened, his lips once again leaving open-mouthed kisses against my skin as his finger rapidly moved in and out of me. Every thrust of his finger into me made the knot in my stomach grow tighter, moans radiating from my lips at the feeling. My ex had never made me feel this good, I had never been pushed towards my orgasm so quickly.

"Fuck!" I cried out, my fingers pulling on his curls as he added another finger into me, the pace of his thrusts never ceasing as his whole arm shook with how fast he was going. My mouth hung open, my chest pressed as far into his body as it would go as the knot rapidly built up.

"You close, angel?" he mumbled into my skin.

"I'm there, Tommy, I'm there, shit." I moaned, my body starting to jolt as my orgasm hit me. Waves of pleasure coursed through me, my legs shaking underneath Tom as his fingers continued to work me through the sensational feeling. I relaxed against the bed as the feeling passed, Tom gently pulling his fingers out of me as my eyes fluttered open.

"Did that feel good?" he smirked teasingly.

"You know that it did. But now I want more." I nodded, making him raise his eyebrow as I leant up and playfully nipped his bottom lip with my teeth.

"Well, I can definitely do that." he returned my nod. I giggled and bit my lip as he leant over me to grab a condom from his bedside table before ripping the packet open with his mouth and rolling it on. He looked at me.

"You ready, darling?" he checked.

"Please." I nodded. He returned it, his gaze glued to his dick as he gently pushed into me. My eyes fluttered shut, my mouth hanging open and quiet sighs being heard from both of us as he soon bottomed out.

"Fuck me, love, you feel amazing." he moaned as his head dropped to my neck.

"So do you, Tommy. Move, please." I choked. He nodded and pulled almost fully out before ramming back into me. I cried out at the feeling, my fingers harshly pulling on his curls as he started to slam into me. I curled my arms around his shoulders and pulled him impossibly close, Tom reciprocating the intimacy as he curled one arm under my back and held my thigh against his waist with his other hand. He slammed into me, the sound of our skin slapping together radiating off of the walls as he ruthlessly fucked me. It felt amazing, Tom's tip hitting my g-spot with every thrust and sending me shooting towards my second orgasm of the night as he pounded into me.

"You feel fucking incredible, sweetheart." he grunted, his grip on my thigh getting tighter as he continued to fuck me into next week.

"So do you, don't stop, shit." I choked as my eyes squeezed shut. Our bodies were caked in sweat by this point, our chests glued together as he rammed into me. I could tell by the way that his thrusts were getting more erratic that he was also getting closer to his climax.

"Babe, I'm almost there, I don't know how much longer I'll last." he shook his head.

"It's okay, I'm almost there too." I nodded. He returned it and leant his head up before smashing our lips together. I returned the kiss, my fingers harshly pulling on his hair and making him moan into my mouth as his tongue explored the space. The kiss was enough to push me over the edge, moans and spills of his name tumbling from my lips as my body was overcome with the powerful feeling for the second time that night.

"Jesus, darling, fuck." Tom moaned into my mouth, his body stilling as the warm feeling of the condom filling entered me. We panted heavily, his arm still tightly holding my body into his as my arms also kept him close. He gently pecked my lips before pulling out of me, making me hiss at the now empty feeling. My eyes fluttered open and I puffed out as I got underneath the covers. Tom binned the condom before lying down next to me, a beautiful white smile adorning his equally as stunning face as he curled his arm around my waist and pulled my back against his chest so that we were spooning.

"That was amazing, sweetheart." he smiled, making me giggle and bite my lip as he leant over me and gently peppered kisses along my neck and cheek.

"It really was. But I'm shattered now, so am I okay to sleep here tonight?" I checked.

"Yeah, course. I'd love to fall asleep with you in my arms." he admitted. I couldn't help but smile again at his words, my heart filling with warmth at the fact that this insanely attractive and kind guy wanted to actually be with me.

"Goodnight, Tommy." I mumbled, my body starting to relax more into his arms as my eyes fluttered shut.

"Goodnight, love. Sleep well." he returned, his lips giving my shoulder one last kiss before he laid his head down behind mine and we both drifted into sleep.

Sunlight spilled into the large bedroom, making me groan quietly as I felt its heat on my naked shoulders. I peeled my eyes open slowly, them squinting slightly at the harsh morning sun before opening fully. My eyebrows furrowed as I looked around the unfamiliar room.

"What the fuck?" I whispered to myself, my arm holding the crisp white sheets against my naked chest as I sat up and looked around what looked to be an extremely nice hotel room. But I knew that it was Tom's apartment. How the fuck could he afford a place like this? I did wonder. I looked over my shoulder and bit my lip at the still sleeping god of a man who lay next to me. Fuck, last night had been amazing. My heart jumped, the anxiety starting to seep in slightly as he started to come to. Quiet groans left his lips, his arms and biceps stretching and tensing as his eyes fluttered open. They blinked in the sunlight for a moment before looking at me.

"Hey, darling. Did you sleep okay?" he smiled, his voice raspy as he put his hand on the small of my naked back.

"Are you joking? After what we did, I slept like a baby." I teased as I lay back down next to him so that our bodies were facing each other. He laughed and nodded, his lip in between his teeth as he curled his arm over my waist. He looked at me.

"Just out of curiosity, how old did you say that you were?" he mumbled. My eyes widened slightly, my heart plummeting at the question. I knew that he was bound to ask eventually. I had pinned Tom at being around twenty or twenty-one, and so I wasn't sure how he'd react to finding out that he'd slept with a seventeen-year-old.

"I didn't. How old do I look?" I asked. His eyebrows furrowed, an unsure smile creeping onto his lips as he studied me.

"Um, I don't know...nineteen?" he asked. I bit my lip and shook my head.

"Bit lower." I smiled sheepishly. His eyes widened slightly.

"Eighteen." he replied.

"Bit lower." I chuckled. His eyes widened further, his Adam's apple bobbing in a gulp.

"Fuck, tell me that you're not sixteen." he gulped.

"No. I'm seventeen." I admitted. He continued to stare at me with wide eyes, the fact that I was seventeen obviously not making the situation any better than it would have been if I was sixteen.

"Fuck...I slept with a seventeen-year-old. How did you even get into the club?" he scoffed as he sat up in the bed. I gulped, nothing but nerves now in my stomach as I followed suit.

"I used a fake ID, was easy enough." I shrugged. He groaned and shook his head as he buried his face into his hands.

"I think that you need to leave, now." he nodded as he looked back up at me. My eyes widened.

"What?! Five minutes ago, you were all over me!" I scoffed loudly.

"That's before I knew that you're a literal child, Y/N, fucking hell." he spat, making me gulp as he pulled his boxers on before standing from the bed.

"I'm not a child, Tom, I turn eighteen in a week-."

"Because that'll hold up to questioning, won't it?! 'Yes, officer, I did fuck her, but she's legally an adult in a week, so it's fine'." he snapped as he turned to face me. I scoffed and shook my head, my hands also pulling my underwear on as I stood from the bed.

"Tom, I'm not sixteen. I'm almost two years above the age of consent, nothing is going to happen to you for fucking me. Because that's all you care about, isn't it? Not the connection that we had last night, no. You only care about the legal trouble, when you literally did nothing wrong anyway!" I exclaimed. His eyes widened at me.

"We had that connection before I found out that you're not even eighteen! What's so fucking hard to understand?! It's not even like we had a connection, you were a one-night-stand for fucks' sake. Sure, you were a good fuck, but a one-time fling regardless." he nodded. I bit my lip, my eyes wavering as I desperately tried not to cry.

"Fine, then. Since I meant nothing to you, you never have to see me again." I tried to shrug nonchalantly as I quickly got dressed into my remaining clothes.

"I think that that's best." he nodded as he sat on the edge of his bed and looked down at his hands. I grabbed my purse, my eyes that were glossy with tears looking at him one last time.

"See you around, Tommy." I mumbled.

"I wouldn't bet on it." he retorted. I gulped harshly, a tear leaving my eye as I stormed out of his apartment.