(Little note, the original last page of this got deleted, since my word crashed and so deleted the last page : ( naturally I am upset about this, especially as I was very happy with the ending, so apologies if the end of this smut isn't up to my usual standard of writing, I was so upset after it got deleted that I kind of just wanted to get it done : ( that being said, I hope that you enjoy it regardless x)

"I can't believe you!" I yelled as Tom and I stormed into our apartment, him slamming the door behind us.

"Me? You completely embarrassed me in front of Robert, in front of the Chris', in front of Zendaya, you embarrassed me in front of everyone!" he shouted back. My eyes widened as I turned to face him.

"How the fuck is me calling you out for flirting with another woman more embarrassing than you flirting with someone who isn't your girlfriend?!" I exclaimed.

"For fucks' sake, Y/N, I told you that I wasn't flirting with her! I was smiling and laughing at her jokes because I'm a nice person! If being a nice person constitutes as flirting, then sure, I flirt with everyone!" he scoffed as he threw his arms down against his sides. I choked and shook my head.

"Tom, I've seen you when you flirt. You were flirting with that girl, metres away from where your girlfriend was sat. It was you who embarrassed yourself tonight, not me." I shook my head. He scoffed again and looked at me.

"Sure, babe. Whatever helps you sleep better at night." He nodded.

"What'll help me sleep better at night is you sleeping on the couch." I stated as I turned and started to head towards our bedroom.

"Oh, darling, come on! Don't make me sleep on the sofa!" he yelled after me, groaning as I raised my middle finger at him before walking into our bedroom and slamming the door.

I lay in bed, facing the window as tears rolled down my cheeks. I sighed and thought about the events that had transpired earlier in the night. We had been at Robert Downey Jr's windmill for a party, and we'd all been having the best time. Until I had seen Tom talking to the girl that we ended up fighting about. I didn't even know who she was, all I knew what was she'd had a hand on Tom's bicep and had him smiling and laughing at whatever she was saying. I sighed and closed my eyes. Maybe I was wrong about him having flirted. I mean, sure, it had looked like it, but Tom was also a very kind and charming guy who did laugh at other people's jokes so that they didn't feel stupid or silly for trying. Maybe I had messed up. I opened my eyes again as the bedroom door opened, a small sigh being heard before the door shut again. The bed behind me dipped, making me bite my lip as Tom climbed in next to me before wrapping his arm around my waist like he always did. I couldn't help but smile slightly, as even in the middle of a fight, the boy still wanted to be close to me. And I was going to let him be. I turned around so that we were facing each other, making him rest his head against his pillow as he looked at me in the dark.

"I'm sorry, darling. I didn't handle the situation like an adult, and I should have done." He mumbled quietly. I bit my lip and shook my head.

"I'm sorry too, Tommy. You're right, you smiling and laughing doesn't equal flirting, and I shouldn't have assumed as much. I'm sorry." I whispered. He sighed and nodded, his lips giving me a small smile as he raised his hand to cup my cheek. I leant in and pressed our lips together, making him smile into it as he returned the kiss. I broke the kiss but kept my lips hovering next to Tom's, making him look at me. Suddenly, his eyes went dark, making my heart jump and the space between my legs start to dampen. I knew that look. Tom leant in and re-ignited the kiss, though it was a lot hungrier and more desperate this time. I returned it immediately, curling my hand around to the back of his neck and gently pulling on his curls. He moaned in response, making me smirk against his lips as he rolled on top of me and deepened the kiss, gently forcing his tongue past my lips and into my mouth. I let him take over the kiss, the submissive side of my personality always caving to Tom's dominant side as he lay in between my legs, making me raise them and wrap them around his waist. He broke the kiss and moved his lips down to my neck, making me breathe out and arch my back as he immediately started leaving open-mouthed and nippy kisses against my skin.

"Tommy, fuck." I moaned quietly as he sucked on my neck.

"Tell me what you want, princess." He mumbled in between kisses that were surely leaving hickeys.

"You, I want you, all of you." I breathed out. Tom smirked against my neck before pulling away and sitting up on top of me. He pulled his t-shirt over his head and tossed it into the corner of the room before looking down at me.

"Top off, darling." He muttered in a low voice. I bit my lip, the pulsing in between my legs only becoming stronger as I started to pull the fabric off. Tom helped, his hands grabbing the hemline and practically tearing the material over my head before joining our lips again and pushing me back down onto the bed. I breathed out, my heart racing as he gripped my torso with his massive hands and moved his kisses down to the valley of my now naked chest. He continued to kiss down, his lips and tip of his nose leaving a burning trail against my torso and stomach. He looked up at me through his eyelashes, a smirk on his lips as he quickly pulled my panties down my legs before tossing them into the corner of the room that his t-shirt was now laying in.

"Tommy, hurry." I whined as I leant my hands down and rested them in his curls, ready for what was about to happen.

"Patience, sweetheart." He cooed, making me hiss slightly as the air exhaled from his words blew straight onto my pulsing core. He maintained eye contact with me as he leant down and gently licked a strip up my pussy, making me suck in a breathe.

"Please, Tommy!" I exclaimed, making him smirk. Before I knew what was happening, his lips attached themselves to my pussy, making me yelp out and arch my back off of the bed at the feeling. My fingers gripped onto his curls, making him moan against my sensitive bud as he lapped up my juices with his tongue.

"Jesus, babe." I choked, my fingers pulling desperately at his hair and my eyes rolling into the back at my head at how good his lips and tongue felt against my pussy. He curled his arms around my legs and lay his hands flat against my stomach in order to stop me from moving, the action only increasing my arousal.

"You want my fingers too, darling?" he mumbled against my clit, making me gasp again.

"No way-fuck! I just want your dick, Tommy, please!" I cried out. He smirked against my pussy, giving my lips once last lick before moving his face up from in between my legs.

"You sure that you don't need any prep, sweetheart?" he cooed as he kissed back up my stomach and torso, my juices on his lips leaving a wet trail up my skin.

"You've seen how wet I am now." I breathed. He smirked and nodded, making me return it as he leant down and hungrily joined our lips again. I returned it immediately, pulling him closer with my hands cupping the back of his neck as I felt him raise my legs so that they wrapped around his waist. I gasped against his lips, him moaning quietly as he slowly but steadily pushed the head of his dick into me before bottoming out.

"Fuck." Tom breathed, making me smirk and nod in agreement as he rested his head in the crook of my neck. He started to thrust in and out of me, a small gasp leaving my lips every time that he bottomed out again. My back arched into his chest, my head rolling back onto the pillow as he started to steadily thrust in and out of me.

"Fuck, Tommy." I choked, Tom's dick brushing my g-spot with every thrust and making the knot in my stomach tighten with every movement. He leant up and started to press hot kisses into my neck, only adding to the immense feelings of pleasure that I was experiencing.

"You feel amazing, sweetheart, oh my god." He moaned into my neck, making me bite my lip so hard that I tasted blood as I tried not to moan at his words. Soon enough, our moans were all that could be heard as they bounced off of the walls, only being accompanied by the sound of our skin slapping together.

"I'm close, sweetheart, I'm not sure how much longer I'll last." Tom shook his head as he rested his head back on my shoulder.

"It's okay, so am I." I nodded as his thrusts got increasingly sloppier. He continued to pound into me, the knot in my stomach about to explode. And I had a feeling that Tom was at the same stage.

"Y/N, fuck." He moaned loudly as he came, the warm feeling filling me up and pushing me over the edge. I moaned too as I came seconds later, my body caked in sweat and the smell of sex. I sighed in relief, my legs still shaking slightly as my body came down from the amazing high. Tom just lay on top of me, placing lazy kisses on my shoulder and neck as we both recovered from what had turned out to be very intense and amazing sex. He sighed in bliss as he rolled off of me. I bit my lip and smiled at him as he looked at me.

"If that's what makeup sex is like, then I don't mind fighting." He shook his head. I laughed and lightly slapped his torso, making him smile as he took my hand and held it against his chest.

"So, all is forgiven then?" I asked hopefully.

"After that, definitely. What about you, angel?" he asked. I sighed and bit my lip as I looked at him. He returned the gaze as he raised my hand and gently kissed it.

"Yeah. All is forgiven." I reassured. Tom smiled and nodded at me before leaning in and gently pressing our lips together. I returned the kiss, gently holding his face with my hand before breaking it and rolling over so that my back was facing his chest. I couldn't help but let my smile grow as he wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled my body into his.

"Goodnight, darling. I love you." He mumbled into my hair.

"Goodnight, Tommy, I love you too." I whispered, my eyelids suddenly feeling very heavy after our late-night activities. I let out a sigh as my eyes fluttered shut, more than happy for my naked body to be falling asleep in the embrace of the naked boy that I loved.