Requested by Solvesborg: Y/N is a professional photographer and has been hired to do a shirtless photoshoot of Tom. It's just them in the studio and Tom is very excited about being shirtless around Y/N since he thinks that she's very hot. He's flirtatious throughout the entire shoot and ends up in just his boxers, leading to stuff happening between them.

I sat in my studio, my eyes on my camera as I flicked through the photos that I'd taken during my last shoot. I heard my door open, making me look up. My eyes wavered, my heart jumping in my chest as Tom Holland walked into my studio.

"Hey, I'm looking for Y/N Y/L/N?" He asked as he walked in.

"You found her, nice to meet you." I smiled as I stood up and shook his hand.

"Nice to meet you too, love. I thought that it was you, I'd notice your beautiful face anywhere." He already started flirting, making me smirk and shake my head as he put his backpack down. I had been a professional photographer for five years now, and I loved my job. My work had gotten me hired by massive magazines like Vogue, working to shoot huge names like Zendaya, RDJ and more. Today, my dreams were coming true. Not only had I been hired by GQ to shoot the Tom Holland, but they'd hired me to do a shirtless shoot of him. Meaning that I was literally spending the day taking photos of my half-naked celebrity crush, and getting paid for it. Life was good.

"Okay, so I assume that you've been told what we're doing today?" I asked as the god of a man shrugged his jacket off to leave him in a t-shirt and jeans. They were simple enough clothes but somehow he just pulled them off like I'd never seen before.

"Yeah, we're doing a shirtless shoot. From my understanding, I have costumes and stuff to be photographed in." He nodded.

"And you're okay with that?" I checked. He looked at me.

"Am I okay to be photographed shirtless by an insanely attractive photographer? Yeah, I'm okay with that." He flirted, making me smirk and try not to let my cheeks glow bright red as I looked at him.

"In that case, here's your first costume." I nodded as I took the hanger off of the rail. Tom's eyebrows raised, his mouth falling open slightly as he took the hanger from me.

"Darling, that's not a costume, that's a strip of fabric and some leather trousers." He scoffed, making me laugh as he looked at the bow tie and cuffs that came with the trousers.

"It's the first outfit that they wanted you to do, and trust me, it's not the smallest." I shook my head.

"That's alright, I'm looking forward to getting naked in front of you." He flirted, making me smirk and shake my head as he headed into the other bit of my studio to get dressed into the outfit.

Tom lay on the white paper background in my studio, his hands rested on his stomach, his eyes looking up and one of his leather-trouser-covered legs bent with his foot pressed to the floor. I lay on my stomach a few feet away from him, my camera to my eyes as I photographed the look. But to say that I was distracted was a massive understatement. This was only the first outfit out of many, and I was already getting extremely turned on by how good Tom looked in such little clothing, his constant flirting not helping either. I snapped the photo and got back onto my knees, making Tom look at me.

"You got the shot, sweetheart? How sexy do I look?" He smirked.

"Very." I returned the teasing, making his smirk widen as he winked at me.

"You're about to hate me, though, because this is your next outfit." I scoffed as I grabbed the leather shorts, policeman's hat, sunglasses, and toy handcuffs.

"How can I hate you when you're letting me get even more naked in front of an extremely attractive woman?" He flirted.

"Trust me, Tommy, I'm enjoying the view too." I nodded. He smirked and winked at me, making my cheeks heat up rapidly as he undid the leather trousers and pulled them down in front of me. I gulped harshly, my eyes subtly flicking to look at him in his boxers as he also took the cuffs and the collar off. Fuck me, I thought as I could just about see the outline of his dick through the material. And well, I was only getting more turned on by the second.

"Like what you see, darling?" Tom's voice snapped me back, making me gulp harshly as I zoned back in to see that he had put the shorts on, as well as the hat and sunglasses.

"Sorry." I chuckled and shook my head.

"Don't be. I'm happy to have a beautiful girl staring at me in virtually no clothing." He teased. I smirked and bit my lip, my heart racing in my chest as I noticed that he was just holding the handcuffs.

"They're a prop too, you know, Tommy." I chuckled.

"Well, the only thing that I can think to use them for involves you, but we can't have that on camera, can we?" He smiled. My eyes widened slightly, my heart jumping and the space in between my legs dampening even more as him saying that gave me an idea.

"No. But we can use them on you." I nodded as I put my camera down and headed over to him. I grabbed the handcuffs and took his wrists, his gaze glued to me as I handcuffed his hands together in front of him.

"Wow. I like where this is going. Arrest me, officer, I've been bad." He continued to tease, making me laugh and shake my head as I walked off of the paper and grabbed my camera.

"Smile as if you're not handcuffed." I returned as I raised my camera to my eyes. Tom did a few shots of him smiling before the smouldering look took over. I gulped harshly, my mind coming up with the most sinful thoughts of what I'd kill to do to him in that outfit. Handcuffed in that way. My mind was taking me to the dirtiest places but from the way that Tom had been looking at me for the entire shoot, his mind had gone there from the second that we'd met.

"Okay...amazing." I nodded, my hands lowering my camera from my eyes.

"Awesome. What's next, love?" Tom asked. I gulped and looked at him, my stomach already twisting in pleasure in anticipation of the last look. The one that I was sure was going to lead to more stuff happening between us.

"The last outfit they want isn't really an outfit...it's just you in your boxers." I admitted. His eyes widened slightly.

"I need to see the email that hired you, because I am not convinced that that's GQ's idea instead of yours." He teased, making me smirk and shake my head as he started to get undressed out of the final outfit that he'd done. I gulped and bit my lip, unable to help myself as I raked my eyes up and down, his body now only clad in a pair of boxer briefs. Tight boxer briefs at that. I wasn't even trying to hide my interest anymore, Tom and I had been constantly flirting with each other and so I was under no illusion that Tom found me as equally attractive as I found him. And so, I was going to shoot my shot.

"How do you want me? Apart from fully naked?" Tom teased. I bit my lip and smirked as I thought.

"Um, okay...lie on your side but have your torso propped up with your elbow. Join your hands and then prop your back leg up with your foot on the ground." I instructed.

"Like this?" He checked as he got into that position.

"Perfect." I nodded as I crouched down to take the shot again. But again, all I could think about was how amazing he looked. He stared down the lens of the camera, his eyes feeling like they were staring straight into my soul as I took the photos. I gulped and lowered the camera, Tom's eyes staying on me as I gently put the camera down.

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking, love?" He asked quietly.

"I think so." I nodded.

"Good." He smirked before launching himself towards me. He grabbed my face and smashed our lips together, me immediately returning the kiss as my eyes fluttered shut. Instantly he deepened the kiss, his tongue slipping into my mouth and his hand on my cheek pulling me closer as we started to make out.

"I've been waiting for the entire shoot to jump on you, darling, fuck." He mumbled against my lips, making me smirk as he rolled us over so that I was lying against the paper, and he was on top of me.

"Trust me, after seeing you in such skimpy outfits, so have I." I scoffed. He smirked and broke the kiss, his lips moving down to my neck as I breathed out at the feeling. My eyes fluttered shut and my mouth hung open as he left open-mouthed and nippy kisses on my skin that would surely leave me hickeys to cover up tomorrow. Not that I cared, I was about to have sex with Tom fucking Holland.

"God, you're fucking stunning, sweetheart." He mumbled, making me gulp harshly as he unbuttoned my blouse quickly and started to kiss down the gradually exposed skin.

"Please, Tommy, I need you to do something." I nodded.

"Don't worry, love, I'll see to you." He smirked, making me return it as his lips and tip of his nose trailed over my bra before kissing down my stomach. His fingers quickly worked to undo my jeans, my ass lifting so that he could pull them down as he rid me of the clothing.

"I can't wait to taste you, darling, you look like you taste amazing." He teased. I couldn't help but moan at his words, his smirk widening against my skin as he hooked his fingers into the waistband of my thong before pulling it down.

"Please, Tommy, fuck." I choked as he gently parted my legs, his eyes glued to my pussy as he did.

"You're so wet already, love...is this all because of me?" he cooed, making me suck in a breath as he lowered his hand and teasingly ran the tips of his fingers along my now soaked folds.

"You know that it is, please, Tommy!" I cried out as I arched my back off of the paper.

"Alright, sweetheart. Since you're clearly so desperate for me, I'll see to you." He smirked before leaning down and attaching his lips to my clit.

"Fuck!" I cried out at the feeling, my back arching and my hands flying down to land in his hair as he started to eagerly eat me out.

"Jesus, you taste amazing, love, shit." He moaned against me as he curled his arms around my legs and landed his hands flat against my stomach. I choked at the feeling, my eyes fluttering shut and my hands starting to tug on his gorgeous curls as he ate me out. His lips sucked on my clit, his tongue dipping in and out of my folds as he made me feel like I'd died and gone to heaven. The knot in my stomach was already building up, the boy's mouth against me feeling amazing as moans freely sounded from me.

"Tommy, right there, please." I choked, my hands harshly pulling on his hair as the knot steadily grew. He smirked against me, his arms pulling me closer so that his tongue could reach even further into me as I moaned loudly.

"Feel good, darling?" He hummed against me.

"Amazing, fuck, shit." I couldn't help but moan, my orgasm getting closer with every suck of his lips and flick of his tongue. I gasped, my eyes squeezing shut and my back arching off of the paper as the pressure of him pushing a finger into me entered the equation too.

"Holy shit." I breathed, Tom's digit now also thrusting in and out of me transforming into yet more pleasure and throwing me towards my orgasm.

"You getting close, beautiful?" He cooed.

"So close, please, Tommy, I'm almost there." I cried out. He smirked against me, his finger increasing in speed so that his bicep was bulging as he continued to eat me out quickly too. My body started to seize up in pleasure, my mind not comprehending anything except for how good it felt as the knot in my stomach got unbearable. Until it broke. I moaned loudly, my back arching and my fingers pulling on his hair as I came. My orgasm ripped through me, pleasure taking over my entire being as my legs shook over his shoulders and my mouth hung open. I sighed out as the high passed, my eyes fluttering open as Tom gently removed his finger and mouth from me.

"Oh my god." I breathed, making him smirk and bite his lip as he kicked his boxers off, leaving him naked as he crawled in between my legs again.

"Was that good, sweetheart?" He cooed as I raised my legs and wrapped them around his waist in anticipation of what was about to happen.

"Amazing. But now I want all of you." I nodded.

"I can do that. But I should warn you that I don't have a condom or anything." He responded.

"We're covered, I'm on the pill." I reassured.

"Amazing." He smirked before starting to push into me. I breathed out at the feeling, my eyes fluttering shut and my mouth hanging open as he bottomed out within seconds.

"Holy fucking shit, you feel amazing." He moaned, his forearms resting on the paper either side of my head as he dropped his head to my neck.

"So do you, Tommy. Move, please." I choked. He nodded and started to thrust into me, quiet moans and sighs already leaving both of our lips at the feeling. Within seconds, he picked up the pace, his thighs slapping against my ass in seconds as he fucked me into next week.

"I'm so glad that you were my photographer, would have been harder to hook up with a guy one." He teased, making me smirk and shake my head as I pulled him closer by wrapping my arms around his shoulders. Tom was slamming into me by now, the knot rapidly building again in my stomach as he fucked my still sensitive pussy. The sound of our skin slapping together filled the space of my otherwise empty studio, the symphony of our moans and the smell of sex all around us as he pounded into me.

"Fuck, Tommy, you feel so good, shit." I moaned into his ear, my hands pulling on his hair as his tip hit my g-spot perfectly with every thrust. And there were a lot of thrusts.

"So do you, sweetheart. I'm getting close." He grunted, his lips leaving nippy kisses on my skin again to continue his marking-up of me. Not that I minded.

"So am I, Tommy, don't slow down, please." I choked.

"Fuck no." He scoffed, making me smirk and pull him closer. I was being thrown towards my orgasm, my entire body starting to seize up and tighten as the pleasure continued to build up inside of me. I could tell by the way that Tom's thrusts were getting more erratic, and his arms were tensing more beside my head that he was also getting there. But I reached the point first.

"Tommy, fuck!" I cried out as my second orgasm of the day hit me like a train. I arched my back into his chest, the pleasure ripping through me as my legs shook around his waist and my arms held him as close as he could physically go as the pleasure engulfed me.

"Holy shit, darling, fuck." Tom grunted, his hands falling into fists next to me as he came too, and the warm feeling entered me. We panted heavily, our chests rising and meeting each other as we both came down from the amazing highs.

"Jesus Christ." Tom mumbled quietly as he pulled out of me and rolled onto his back next to me. I bit my lip and looked at him.

"That was amazing." I nodded, making him smirk and return my glance.

"It really was. And I'd love to do it again with you." He admitted. I smiled and bit my lip as I rolled onto my side to look at him properly.

"I'm glad to hear that this wasn't just a one-time-thing for you." I nodded.

"Fuck no, sweetheart. I wasn't flirting with you and complimenting you for the fun of it. Well, it was for the fun of it, but I genuinely really like you and think that you're gorgeous. So, yeah. If you want to, I'd love to take you out sometime." He smiled.

"I'd absolutely love that, Tommy." I chuckled and shook my head.

"Awesome." He smiled again, making me return it as he leant in and gently kissed me once more.