Requested by _miedelas: Y/N is a model and is dating Tom, who buys every magazine that she's in as a way to support her. She gets hired for an 18+ shoot but doesn't tell Tom because she knows that he'll get protective and doesn't want him to worry about it, but she fails to stop him from buying the magazine. Tom gives Y/N the silent treatment for not telling him, until they go to a party and Tom gets jealous of Y/N's coworker who's there, so they end up having sex in the bathroom.

I leant back in the chair, my arm casually hung over the back of it and my face looking to the side as I gave the camera my side profile. The camera flashes went off loudly before they stopped. I looked at the photographer.

"How are they?" I asked.

"Stunning, as always." I looked past him, my lips curling into a smile as Tom walked into the studio.

"You were meant to be working today." I teased as I stood up and went to him.

"I lied. Figured that I'd surprise you." He smiled, his gaze flicking between my eyes and my lips as he curled his arms around my waist, and I held my hands to his chest.

"God, I love you." I sighed in bliss, making his smile widen as he leant down and kissed me. I was the three-year girlfriend of Tom Holland, though I was very much famous in my own right too. I was a model who did everything from standard fully-clothed photoshoots, to lingerie and more risky shoots, to runways and adverts for all kinds of brands. Basically, I did it all. Tom and I had met when we'd both been hired to do an ad campaign for a perfume brand that did men's and women's perfume, me being the female model and him being the male model. As it often went with that type of ad, the positions that we'd been in were very intimate, with Tom holding me close and hovering his lips over mine within ten minutes of us meeting. But both our sexual and personal chemistry had clicked immediately, so he had ended the shoot by asking me out on a date, and we'd been together ever since. I broke the kiss and looked at him.

"Seriously, what are you doing here? You're meant to be on-set." I smiled.

"And I told you, I lied. I'm off today, hence why I'm surprising you with lunch out." He nodded.

"God, you're too sweet. Just let me get dressed into my clothes and then we can go, yeah?" I checked.

"I'll just be out here." He returned, making me nod and peck his lips before heading back into the dressing room of the studio.

Tom and I walked along the street, our hands joined, and our fingers intertwined as we made our way to wherever Tom was taking me to lunch.

"Oh, wait, I don't have that one." Tom scoffed and stopped, his eyes moving to the window of the shop as we walked past a newsagents. That happened to have one of my most recent magazines displayed in the window.

"I'm sure that you do, Tommy." I chuckled as he pulled me in and to the magazines' stand.

"No, I definitely don't. I'd remember a magazine of you looking so beautiful on the cover. Of course you always look beautiful, but you know what I mean." He smiled, making me return it hesitantly as he went to the cashier to buy it. I gulped and looked at him. This was another thing about Tom and I. Tom bought every, and I meant every, magazine that I was in. I loved him for it, my boyfriend's unwavering support always making me feel loved when he'd come home with my latest photoshoot and would just beam over me in it. And it had never been a problem, in fact, it had been something that I loved about him. Until now. I had been booked next week for something that I'd never done before. I'd been booked for an eighteen-plus magazine photoshoot. The photos that they wanted weren't too raunchy, they mainly had asked for shots of me in lingerie, which I had done before modelling for brands like Ann Summers. But they had also asked for some nude shots, including clear ones of my boobs. I was happy enough to do it, the issue was that I hadn't told Tom because I knew that he'd get protective and worried over it, especially as he wouldn't be able to come to the shoot. This wouldn't have been a problem, if he didn't buy every single one of my magazines. Meaning that he was bound to find out eventually, especially if I couldn't stop him from finding and buying the magazine. I could feel a fight coming on once he found out, and I wasn't looking forward to it.

"Love?" I snapped back, my eyes shooting up to look at Tom as he took my hand again, the magazine in his other hand as he looked at me.

"You okay, darling?" He checked.

"Y-yeah, just hungry. Let's go and eat." I smiled, making him return it as we headed back out of the shop.

Tom's P.O.V

"Okay, so you need make-up wipes and deodorant, and then we need more dog food, bananas, and chicken? Do I have that right?" Tom chuckled, his phone sandwiched in between his ear and his shoulder as he walked around the shop and put the stuff on the list into the basket as he went.

"Yeah, I think that that's it, Tommy. Oh, so random, but just to save you the trouble, the photoshoot that I did last week doesn't come out until next week, so don't bother looking in the magazines' section." Y/N chuckled down the phone. Tom's eyebrows furrowed at her words.

"Why not? I always look, sweetheart, don't want to miss any of your work." He chuckled unsurely as he got to the magazines' section.

"W-well, um, I figured that I'd save you the hassle, that's all." She responded. Tom got even more confused at what she was saying, his girlfriend sounding nervous down the phone. Almost as if she was trying to hide something. The issue was that Tom had no idea what she'd be trying to hide. But then, he saw it. Tom's eyes widened, his mouth falling open as his gaze fell on the magazine that sat in the "eighteen-plus" section of the magazines' stand. The magazine that had, on its cover, a side shot of Y/N's completely naked body, her left leg raised, and foot pressed to the ground to avoid showing her vagina, and her right arm hung leisurely over her breasts so that she was covered as she looked at the camera. But it was still a very explicit picture, making Tom dread what more there was within the magazine. But he knew that he had to find out.

"Y-yeah...thanks, um, love, I've got to go, I need to pay now, but I'll see you at home." He mumbled as he put the basket onto his arm so that he could pick the magazine up.

"Oh, okay, see you soon, Tommy-."

"Yeah." He nodded to himself before hanging up. He put his phone back into his pocket so that he could start flicking through the magazine, his eyes widening and his mouth falling open as he saw the images of his girlfriend. They were absolutely stunning, she looked incredible, the issue was that they were in a public magazine, for everyone who bought it to see, when normally it was Tom and Tom only who got to see her like this. And she hadn't even told him. That was what hurt him the most. He scoffed and shook his head, his mind still trying to comprehend that Y/N had done this as he chucked the magazine into his basket before going to the check-out.

Y/N's P.O.V

I sat on the sofa in mine and Tom's living room, my teeth nervously biting my nail as I waited for him to get home. I hadn't realised until he had gone to the shop alone that I should have gone with him to stop him from spotting my eighteen-plus magazine that I'd shot last week, but it was too late by the time that I realised. I had called him and had tried to get him to avoid that section, but by the sounds of it, he'd found the magazine regardless. Hence why I was shitting myself and not-so-patiently waiting for him to get home. As if on cue, I heard the front door open. I gulped harshly, my eyes wavering and my heart jumping in anxiety as it shut again. I took a deep breath, my mind knowing that I had to confront this as I stood up and headed out to see Tom.

"Hey." I forced a smile onto my lips as I came into Tom's view. He just looked at me with an expressionless face, making me really have to try and keep the smile on mine.

"What's wrong, Tommy?" I asked as I pleaded ignorance. He scoffed and shook his head, making me gulp as he pulled a magazine out of the plastic bag in his hand. The magazine. Fuck. My smile dipped as I sighed, my eyes wavering as he raised it and showed me the cover that had my naked body on it.

"I'm sorry-."

"Nope." He shook his head, making me gulp again as he opened the magazine and started to flick through the pages that had my naked or lingerie-covered body across them. My heart was racing in my chest, my mind desperately trying to figure out what he thought. It was pretty clear that he was angry, but we needed to have this fight if we were going to move past it.

"I should have told you-."

"You think?" He spat as he closed the magazine and chucked it onto the table in the hall before moving past me. My eyes wavered, the magnitude of the situation hitting me as I felt my heart jump in fear.

"We need to talk about this, Tom, please." I choked as he put the bag into the kitchen before going straight into our room. I gulped harshly, Tom completely ignoring me as he shut the door behind him. That was new. Normally, Tom and I fought whenever one of us pissed the other one off, and even after three years, him giving me the silent treatment was a new one. And that was terrifying.

"Tommy, I'm sorry." I sighed as I opened the door and followed him into our room to see him sitting on his side of the bed, on his phone. He just ignored me, his jaw clenched, and his eyes blatantly glued to the screen.

"Come on, Tom, I know that I should have told you, I'm sorry, but I had my reasons. Please, let's talk about this, come on." I gulped as I practically begged him to talk to me. But he didn't budge. He continued to scroll through his phone, my boyfriend ignoring me as he just sat on our bed. I sighed and shook my head, tears pricking my eyes and my heart hurting as I turned and left our room. I had expected Tom to be upset at me for not telling him, sure, but I had expected us to fight about it, to argue, and then to be okay. So, the fact that he had gone straight to just ignoring me was worrying. I gulped and tried not to think about it too much, though that was hard as I headed back into the living room and desperately tried to hold my tears in.

~One week later~

I walked into the living room, my eyes rolling as Tom sat relaxedly on the sofa.

"Tom, I know that you're still not talking to me, but we need to leave in half an hour, and you're still in sweats." I sighed. Tom ignored me and instead looked at Tessa, who was cuddled up next to him on the sofa.

"Tessa, please tell mummy that I will be ready, and that she needs to chill the fuck out." He nodded.

"Or you could just tell me yourself, considering that I'm standing right here." I scoffed. He clenched his jaw and looked back up at the TV, making me roll my eyes at my boyfriend's immaturity as I turned and headed to our bedroom to continue getting ready. It had been a week since Tom had discovered the mature photoshoot that I'd done, and he hadn't spoken to me since. I understood that he was mad, but we hadn't talked about it, hadn't fought about it, he hadn't so much as said 'morning' to me on any given day. He had talked to me through Tessa for important things that had to be discussed, just like he'd done seconds ago when I'd told him about getting ready for the party. I was shocked by his lack of maturity around this, and I just wanted to fight with him now. Though, tonight wasn't the night for it. I'd been invited to a party by another model, and I had said that Tom and I would go, and so that was what we'd do. How it would go, though, was an entirely different matter. I put my earring in as the door opened, making me gulp as Tom walked in. He sighed and gave me a slight side glance as he headed to our wardrobe and opened it before pulling out a white shirt.

"We're leaving soon. Be ready." I mumbled, my mind tired of dealing with Tom like this as I headed out of the bedroom and left him to get dressed.

Tom and I walked into the already buzzing party, his arm loosely around my waist as we walked in. But I knew that he was only doing that to keep up the appearance that we weren't fighting.

"Y/N!" I looked to the side as Amy, the host of the party, pushed her way through the dancing crowd to get to us.

"Amy, hey! Thank you so much for inviting us." I smiled as she hugged me.

"Oh, nonsense! I love having you here, especially if you bring this god of a man." She smirked, making me playfully roll my eyes and shake my head as she looked at Tom.

"How's it going, Amy?" My boyfriend chuckled in response as he hugged her too.

"Amazing, thank you. You guys know the drill, drinks in the kitchen, dance-floor is everywhere, have fun!" She squealed before running off again. I sighed and looked at Tom.

"Can we at least try to have fun tonight?" I asked.

"I need a drink before I answer that." He nodded. I rolled my eyes as he headed towards the kitchen, me following him through the crowd as he headed into the room. We walked in, Joey looking up at me as we did. My eyes widened slightly as I saw him.

"Joey, hey!" I laughed as I immediately went to hug him.

"Y/N, how are you? Your magazine was a big hit." He smirked and nodded as we hugged.

"Stop, you flatter me too much." I playfully rolled my eyes as I pulled back and only just noticed Tom looking between us.

"Hey, I'm Tom, Y/N's boyfriend." He smiled as he extended his hand to Joey.

"Right, sorry. Joey, I'm sure that you know my boyfriend, Tom. Tom, this is Joey, he's the one who photographed my eighteen-plus shoot." I nodded as they shook hands. But as soon as I said that, I knew that I'd fucked up. Tom looked at me.

"What? He's the one who photographed that shoot?" He scoffed. My smile dipped, as did Joey's.

"So, you've also seen my girlfriend fully naked, then?" Tom nodded as he looked at Joey. Our eyes widened.

"Tom!" I hissed.

"I-I'm sorry, did you not know?" Joey gulped.

"Oh, don't worry, I knew." Tom smiled and nodded sarcastically. I looked at him, my heart filling with anger at how he was acting as Joey looked at me.

"I, um, I'm going to go." Joey nodded as he started to head out of the kitchen.

"Thanks, Joey, I'll see you later." I gave him a small smile, making him return it as he left to leave Tom and I alone. I scoffed and shook my head as I looked at him.

"Really?" I spat. His eyes widened and his mouth fell open as he looked at me.

"Oh, this is my fault-okay." He nodded as he rushed to me. He grabbed my bicep, making me yelp out as he started to drag me through the crowd in the house and towards the stairs.

"Tom, get off of me, what the fuck are you doing?!" I exclaimed as he pulled me up the stairs and towards the bathroom.

"You want to fight? Fine, then. Let's fight." He nodded, making my eyes widen as he pulled me into the bathroom and locked the door. But then, the last thing that I expected to happen...happened. Tom turned around and grabbed my face before leaning down and smashing our lips together. My eyes widened but I returned it immediately, my eyes fluttering shut as we kissed. Because that was another thing that Tom and I hadn't done since he'd started the silent treatment. We hadn't had sex, we hadn't kissed, hadn't even cuddled. But I was guessing that that was about to change.

"I thought that we were fighting." I mumbled into the kiss as Tom's hands moved to my waist and we stumbled back so that I collided with the sink.

"Trust me, love, we are." He returned. I squealed against his lips as he pulled on my thighs and lifted me onto the counter by the sink, his body moving to stand in between my legs as we made out feverishly. He broke the kiss and moved his lips down to my neck, my eyes fluttering shut and my mouth hanging open as my boyfriend's hands started to pull at the bottom of my dress.

"I can't believe that you didn't tell me. Your beautiful naked body was photographed for the world to see, and you didn't even tell me." he growled into my neck as he left open-mouthed and nippy kisses against my skin.

"You're right, I'm sorry-."

"Shut up, love." He spat, making me gulp harshly and try not to moan at how rough and dominant he was already being as his lips hungrily moved down my neck. My pussy was practically throbbing by now, the idea of having angry sex with Tom seriously turning me on as I leant against the mirror and watched as he kissed down my dress-covered body. His hands pulled the skirt up to my waist and pulled my thong down, making me hiss quietly at the feeling of the cool bathroom air hitting my clit as he put my legs over his shoulders. Before I knew what was happening, I felt Tom's lips against my clit.

"Fuck!" I cried out, my back arching off of the mirror and my head resting against it instead as one of my hands rushed down to hold Tom's curls whilst the other gripped the side of the sink for stability.

"Shit, your pussy tastes so good, love. The pussy that's mine, and mine only." He spat against me.

"Tommy, please." I choked, pleasure already starting to run through me as his lips sucked on my clit and his tongue started to dip in and out of me.

"Whose pussy is it, darling? Who's making you feel so good?" He cooed teasingly.

"Yours, Tommy, it's yours, you make me feel so good, please!" I cried out.

"That's right, sweetheart. Never forget that." He smirked before raising his hands and starting to roughly grope my still-covered breasts as he continued to eat me out. Moans were freely leaving my lips by now, my mouth hanging open and my toes curling against Tom's shoulders as I pulled on his curls. The knot in my stomach was already starting to build, every flick of my boyfriend's tongue and suck of his lips sending pleasure through me as his mouth worked wonders against me. I could tell that he was channeling his anger for me from this week into pleasuring me, his hands roughly feeling and grabbing my breasts and his mouth aggressively eating me out as pleasure flowed through me. The question was if he'd let me cum.

"Tommy, fuck, please." I moaned, my knuckles becoming white with how tightly I was gripping the counter.

"You getting close, sweetheart?" He hummed against me, every movement and word from him making the knot in my stomach even tighter as my body was thrown towards my orgasm.

"So close, fuck, shit." I choked.

"The question is if I let you cum...after all, you didn't tell me about the shoot." He teased. I gulped harshly and looked down at him, his eyes also looking up at me through his eyelashes as he kitten-licked my pussy.

"Please, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, please just let me cum." I begged as I shook my head. He maintained our eye contact before surely enough removing his lips from me and standing up straight.

"No. Naughty girls who do naked photo shoots without telling their boyfriends don't get to cum." He teased, making me groan and lull my head back against the mirror as my high fizzled out and Tom started to unbuckle his belt.

"Really, Tommy?" I sighed as he undid his jeans and pulled them down along with his boxers before grabbing a condom from his wallet.

"Now we're even." He smiled. I playfully rolled my eyes and chuckled as I shook my head, making his smile widen as he leant in and kissed me. I returned it, Tom's tongue immediately slipping into my mouth to initiate the make-out again as his hands opened the condom and rolled it onto his dick.

"You ready, my love?" He mumbled into the kiss as I held his face, and he raised my legs to wrap them around his waist.

"So ready." I nodded. He returned it, our lips still clashing and moulding together as he started to push into me. Quiet sighs left our lips at the feeling, my eyes fluttering shut and my mouth hanging open against his as he bottomed out within seconds.

"Oh my god, you feel amazing, darling." Tom breathed as he broke the kiss and dropped his head to my neck.

"So do you, Tommy. But I need you to move, please." I choked. He nodded into my neck and pulled almost fully out of me before snapping his hips back in. I cried out at the feeling, my hands shooting up to hold his shoulders as he developed the pace immediately of starting to slam into me.

"Oh my god." I choked, Tom instantly fucking me into next week as his hips snapped against mine. His tip was hitting my g-spot already, my pussy still sensitive from my denied orgasm helping the second knot of tonight to start to build up as he ruthlessly slammed into me.

"Holy shit, Tommy." I moaned as I curled my arms around his neck and pulled him closer, one of his hands gripping the counter as his other arm held me into his body by my waist.

"I know, love, you feel amazing too." He grunted as he started to leave open-mouthed and nippy kisses against my skin. Moans were freely leaving both of our lips by now, my feet locked together behind Tom's back as he fucked me ruthlessly. The feelings of pleasure were already building and going straight to my stomach, him filling me perfectly and throwing me towards my orgasm with every movement. I pulled on his curls as harshly as I could, my back arching into his chest and my head gently colliding with the mirror every time that he thrusted into me. The sound of our skin slapping together bounced off of the walls, the symphony of our moans and the smell of sex filling the bathroom as Tom's fingernails dug into the skin of my back.

"Fuck, darling, I'm getting close, I'm not going to last much longer." He grunted, his hips somehow getting faster as he clearly started to chase his high, and I got thrown towards mine.

"So am I, I'm so close, please." I begged, my fingers harshly pulling on his curls as he rammed into me. My body started to tense between his and the mirror as it prepared itself for what was about to hit. Until, it did hit.

"Fuck, Tommy, shit, shit!" I cried out, my eyes squeezing shut and my chest arching into Tom's as far as it would go as the knot finally broke. My orgasm hit me like a truck, my body starting to seize and jolt in Tom's arms as my legs violently shook around his waist. My fingers pulled as much at Tom's hair as I could without pulling it out, my mouth hanging open as the waves of pleasure took strong hold of my body, and I let them. After all, it was the first orgasm this week that I'd had given to me by Tom, so I was going to enjoy it.

"Holy shit, love, fuck, fuck." Tom choked, his teeth scraping against my neck and his arm pulling me impossibly close as he came too. His body completely stilled for a few seconds before relaxing again, the boy breathing out onto my neck telling me that the feeling had passed for him too. We panted heavily as we came down from the highs, our bodies sticky with sweat as Tom gently pulled out of me.

"Wow." He breathed, making me smirk and nod as he pulled the condom off and binned it as I stayed sitting on the counter for a moment.

"Maybe I should piss you off more often. Because that was amazing." I nodded.

"Yeah. Maybe you should." He smirked and bit his lip as I pulled the top of my dress back up and the bottom of my dress back down as he put his dick away and did his jeans back up. I hopped down from the counter and pulled my thong back on before looking at him. I sighed and bit my lip.

"In all seriousness, Tommy, I'm sorry that I didn't tell you. It's just that I knew that you'd get protective and worried, and don't get me wrong, I love that about you, but you couldn't come, so you'd be worried over something that you couldn't change." I gulped as I put my hands on his chest. He returned my sigh as he curled his arms around my waist.

"I know, love, and I do understand. But you've also got to see it from my perspective. The whole world, or at least everyone who bought that magazine, which I'm sure is still a lot of people, have now seen my girlfriend naked. Don't get me wrong, you look fucking sensational in those photos, but I used to be the only one who'd seen that. I don't know, I just wish that I could have been there to support you." He nodded.

"I know, and I'm sorry for that." I promised.

"It's okay, darling. Like I said, we're even now." He smiled, making me return it as he leant down and gently kissed me. I returned it, my hands raising to hold his face as his hands held my waist. He broke the kiss and looked at me.

"Seriously, though, and I'm not just saying this because you're my girlfriend who I love, but that photo shoot...wow." He scoffed and shook his head as he unlocked the door and took my waist.

"You're only saying that because I was naked and in lingerie." I teased as he led me out.

"Yes." He nodded, making me laugh and shake my head as we headed back into the heart of the party. After what had been amazing make-up sex.