Requested by ancky_monkey: Tom and Y/N have been dating for a couple of years, and are a really cute couple. One night, they're out celebrating their anniversary when Tom gets jealous. When they get home, Tom punishes Y/N but in the middle of it, it gets too much for her and she uses their safe word. Tom is shocked since she's never had to use it before and they both feel awful, Y/N for stopping him and ruining the mood, and Tom for pushing Y/N so far that she had to use their safe word.

"Happy anniversary, my love." Tom smiled, my boyfriend of three years and I both raising our champagne flutes filled with the fizzy alcohol before gently clinking them together.

"Happy anniversary, Tommy." I returned the smile as we both sipped the champagne and sat in the extremely nice restaurant.

"God, I can't believe that it's already been three years. Feels like just yesterday that I saw you for the first time, and immediately fell for you." He shook his head.

"Feels like just yesterday that my heart stopped because you asked me out, and I'd already fallen for you too, so I was shocked." I teased, making him smirk and shake his head as he took my hand from across the table. I was the three-year girlfriend of internationally famous Tom Holland, easily making me the luckiest girl in the world. Tom and I had met on the set of the first 'Spider-Man' movie, where I had been hired as his makeup artist for the film. Given my relatively unimportant job compared to the very huge role that Tom held, I had figured that he'd never even notice someone like me, let alone like me back. So, to say that I was absolutely shocked when he had asked me out a month after we'd met was an understatement, the extremely kind and attractive boy and I having dated ever since. I knew that I was insanely lucky to have Tom, especially on nights like tonight where he'd taken me out to the most expensive restaurant in town for our three-year-anniversary, and had insisted on paying for all of it. Needless to say that I would definitely be treating him in another way when we got home.

"So, what do you fancy, sweetheart?" Tom asked, both of our eyes now on the menu as he continued to hold my hand across the table.

"The garlic butter lobster looks amazing, but it's very expensive." I chuckled nervously.

"Darling, you know that money is no object with you, get it if you want." He nodded. I sighed and looked at him.

"Are you sure, Tommy? I love you, and I always appreciate everything that you do for me, but you spend so much on me." I shook my head.

"I'm positive, love. It's our three-year-anniversary, and I love spending money on you. Get the lobster, it's okay." He reassured.

"Thank you, babe. I love you." I smiled.

"I love you too." He chuckled as the waiter walked up to us.

"Is the beautiful lady and her date ready to order?" He smiled, his eyes on me as he got out his notepad and pen. My smile dipped slightly, as did Tom's at the man's words.

"I think so, are we ready, Tommy?" I asked as I looked at him.

"Mhm." My boyfriend nodded, making me gulp as he kept his eyes glued to the waiter as he clenched his jaw.

"I'll have the garlic butter lobster please, with the new potatoes." I ordered.

"Amazing choice, babe, the lobster is to die for." He smirked and nodded as he wrote it down.

"I'll have the same." Tom nodded as he continued to stare daggers at the waiter.

"Right." He mumbled in return as he didn't even bother to look up at Tom. My boyfriend narrowed his eyes at the waiter, making me sigh as I could already tell that he was getting jealous.

"Sorry, mate, is there a problem here?" Tom chuckled and shook his head, making the waiter finally look up at him.

"Why would there be a problem, sir?" He smiled.

"You tell me." Tom returned.

"No problem at all. I'll put your order in right away. Have a lovely evening." He nodded before looking at me again. He winked before walking away, making Tom's eyes widen.

"What an asshole." He scoffed and shook his head.

"Okay, but did you really have to call him out like that?" I sighed. He looked at me.

"Yes, I did, love. We're blatantly here as a couple, and he flirts with you the entire time? That's not on." He scoffed again.

"Please, Tommy, just try to ignore him. I don't want some slimy waiter to ruin our anniversary, okay?" I asked as I took his hand again. He sighed and looked at me.

"Yeah, okay. Alright." He mumbled and nodded.

"Thank you." I smiled, making him sigh and return it as we continued to talk and drink.

"Tommy, come on." I sighed as Tom stormed into our house and I rushed in behind him.

"Don't even talk right now, I am NOT in the mood." He spat as he turned to face me.

"Come on, he was just being a dick-."

"For the WHOLE NIGHT, Y/N! Our anniversary! And you didn't stop it!" He shouted, making me gulp and tears prick my eyes as I looked at him. After the waiter who had served Tom and I tonight had started flirting with me, he hadn't stopped. Every time that he had brought us food, drinks, or just came to check on us, he had only paid attention to me and had ignored Tom, or had been very blunt with him. And much to Tom's dislike, I hadn't been able to figure out how to stop the flirting, hence why he was currently very jealous, and angry at me.

"Tom, I'm sorry-."

"No, sweetheart, you're not going to tell me that you're sorry, you're going to show me." He nodded. My eyebrows furrowed in confusion at his words.

"What-."

"Go upstairs and strip, now. If you're not lying naked on the bed by the time that I get up there, so help me god, you don't want to know what I'll do." He spat. My eyes widened, all of the heat in my body rushing to my core as he spoke. Now I understood what he meant by I was going to show him that I was sorry, and I couldn't wait.

"O-okay." I nodded as I turned for the stairs.

"Good girl." He mumbled, making me gulp harshly as I headed up the stairs. I smirked and bit my lip to myself as I rushed up, my heart already racing in anticipation of what Tom would do to me as my hands fumbled to undo my dress zip. I got it down and stepped out of it, leaving the garment in the hallway for Tom to find as I carried on into the bedroom. I unclipped my bra and pulled my thong down to leave my body completely naked as I crawled onto the bed before lying down. I bit my lip harshly and tried to ignore my pussy already pulsing as I could hear Tom start to walk up the stairs, the quiet footsteps signalling my punishment drawing closer by the second. I looked down and gulped harshly as he wandered into the room, his hands in his trouser pockets as he walked in.

"Good, my love. At least you're being obedient tonight, and not a brat and disobedient." He nodded as he shrugged his dress jacket off and started to unbutton his white dress shirt.

"Tommy-."

"Stop talking, beautiful. I don't want to hear anything apart from our safe word, if you need it, coming out of your mouth tonight. Understood?" He asked as he pulled his shirt off before starting to unbuckle his belt.

"Yes-."

"What did I just say?" He scoffed, his hands pulling his belt out of the loops before undoing his trousers. I gulped and nodded to show him that I understood, making him return it as he pulled his trousers and boxers down to reveal his rock-hard dick.

"Good. Now we're getting somewhere." He nodded before crawling onto the bed. I squealed as he pulled on my hips and turned me around, forcing me onto my hands and knees so that he was behind me, and I was facing the headboard. I felt his hand on the back of my neck to push my head down against the covers, my cheek making contact with the soft sheets as my pussy virtually dripped with how turned on I was. Given that Tom was still holding his belt, I could see what my punishment would be, and I couldn't fucking wait.

"Now, sweetheart, I'm going to give you ten spankings for being such a brat and making me so jealous. The only words that I'm going to hear come out of your mouth are the numbers, and our safe word if you need it. Am I being clear?" He cooed. I bit my lip and nodded, my body screaming for him to do something, anything as I felt his dick teasingly rub against my already sensitive clit. Suddenly pain spread through my ass as Tom's belt made contact with my skin, making me cry out and lurch forward slightly as he used it to spank me for the first time. For most people, this would be too much, but Tom and I often liked to incorporate a bit of pain into the bedroom, so I was in fucking heaven right now.

"Don't forget to count for me, darling." Tom reminded as his hand on the back of my neck brought my body back against his crotch.

"One." I gulped.

"Good girl." He gently praised, sounded by the harsh slap of the belt against my skin. I cried out again at the feeling, the pain rushing straight to my core and tears pricking my eyes as he continued to spank me.

"Two." I choked. The pain rushed through me again, the after-sting of the belt starting to kick in as my punishment continued.

"Three." I continued to count.

"You're doing so well, love, almost halfway already." Tom cooed before spanking me again. I squeezed my eyes shut, my skin starting to become numb with pain as Tom's hand stayed against my neck to hold it.

"Four."

"Five."

"Six." The snap of Tom's belt rang through the air each time, my heart leaping every time that I heard it before pain quickly followed.

"Seven." My mouth hung open against the sheets, the pain starting to get unbearable, but I only had three spankings left, so I had to push through.

"Eight."

"Nine."

"Ten." I breathed a sigh of relief as the last number left my lips, Tom's hand soothingly rubbing over my incredible sore ass as he let go of my neck.

"Good girl, love, you took that so well. Now that you've had your punishment, I can finally reward you." He cooed, making me smirk and bite my lip as he gently turned me back over and lay me down on the bed with him hovering over me. He leant down and smashed our lips together. I returned the kiss immediately, my eyes fluttering shut and my hand raising to hold Tom's face as his hands raised my legs and wrapped them around his waist. I breathed into the kiss, the sweet relief starting to fill me as Tom pushed slowly but surely into me.

"Holy shit, love, you feel amazing, fuck." Tom choked against my lips, his fingertips digging into my thighs with how tightly he was holding them as he bottomed out.

"Move, please." I breathed. He nodded and dropped his head to my neck, his lips starting to leave open-mouthed and nippy kisses against my skin as he started to thrust his hips. My eyes fluttered shut at the feeling, my mouth falling open as my throbbing pussy finally got the attention that it had needed for the whole night. And it felt fucking amazing. Tom raised his hand and wrapped it around my throat as he continued to thrust, making me choke slightly as he fucked me into next week. But that was when things went wrong. Tom's grip on my neck tightened, making my eyes shoot open as instead of just lightly choking me like he'd been doing a moment ago, he was now fully cutting off my air supply.

"Tommy." I choked, my heart starting to race as I started to freak out.

"I know, love, you feel amazing too." He grunted against my neck as he continued to mark it up and ram his hips into mine.

"Tom, I can't breathe, red, red, red." I desperately uttered our safe word as my entire body started to panic. Tom immediately raised his head to look at me.

"What-."

"Red, Tommy, red!" I cried out. His eyes widened, the boy clearly shocked and taken aback that I'd actually used our safe word. After all, it had always just been a precaution, I'd never had to use it before, so I wasn't surprised that he was slightly shocked.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry." he gulped as he immediately let go of my neck and pulled out of me. I coughed and spluttered as I sat up, tears leaving my eyes and my heart racing as I desperately forced air back into my lungs.

"Darling, are you okay? Fuck, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to choke you that hard." He gulped as he wrapped his arms around me and soothingly rubbed his hand up and down my back.

"I-it's okay, I know that you didn't mean to. I'm sorry for stopping things and ruining the mood." I choked.

"Sweetheart, don't be sorry at all, I'm the one who should be sorry. I obviously pushed you so hard that you had to use our safe word, I should never have done that, I'm so sorry." He returned my choke as he shook his head.

"Tommy, it's okay, you didn't mean to, it's alright." I reassured.

"I-it's not, though, I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable or unsafe, I'm so sorry." He whispered as tears started to leave his eyes.

"Hey." I spoke softly as I gently cupped his face with my hand and made him look up at me. He gulped and flicked his red and puffy eyes over my face.

"I know that you didn't mean to push me that far, and it's okay. I used our safe word, and you respected that. I'm okay, I'm fine. Look at me, I'm fine." I smiled and shook my head as I tried to reassure him. He sighed and gulped.

"Are you sure?" He asked quietly.

"I'm sure." I nodded before leaning in and gently kissing him. He returned it, his hand cupping my waist to pull me closer as I held his cheek.

"I'm sorry for ruining the mood." I whispered against his lips.

"You didn't ruin anything, love. Nothing at all." He reassured, making me give him a small smile as he pulled me to lie down in his arms. We cuddled up in the sheets, Tom's arms wrapped securely around me as I rested my head and hand on his chest. I sighed out and let my eyes flutter shut, my heart and mind feeling safe and happy in the knowledge that Tom would always respect our safe word, and would stop the second that things got too much. And, well, I loved him for that.