Requested by ghostwriter3456: Tom and Y/N have been together for three years, and are engaged. It's the night before their wedding, and as a joke, the boys get Y/N to be Tom's stripper for his Stag-do as a surprise given that she gave up stripping once they got together.

Sunlight streamed through mine and Tom's bedroom windows, the summer breeze lightly blowing the drapes as I slowly started to come to. I groaned quietly as my body got pulled out of sleep, my mind beginning to recognise the sensation of my naked back pressed to my fiancé's chest and his arm hooked over my waist as I woke up. My eyes fluttered open and I blinked in the bright sunlight, my lips parting into a yawn as I woke up fully. I sighed out and rolled onto my back so that my gaze fell on my still-asleep fiancé. Tom lay on his side, his eyes still shut, his curls messy and quiet snores coming from his slightly parted lips as he still slept. I couldn't help but let my heart flutter just at the sight of him, the icy feeling of the engagement ring against my finger a reminder of what day it was. And that, was the day before our wedding. I leant up and kissed Tom's neck before resting my head back against my pillow, a quiet groan leaving his lips at the action.

"You missed, love." He mumbled. I smirked and shook my head as I cupped his face before leaning in and pressing our lips together. He returned the kiss, his eyes still closed as his arm curled over my stomach to pull me closer again.

"Mm. What a perfect way to wake up." he whispered, making me chuckle and bite my lip as his eyes finally fluttered open to look at me.

"Morning, beautiful." He muttered in the morning raspy voice that I'd never get enough of.

"Hey." I smiled.

"How are you feeling? Excited for tomorrow?" He sighed as he rolled onto his front and rolled partially onto me so that his arm curled over my stomach and he rested his chest on half of mine as he nuzzled his face into my neck and closed his eyes again.

"A bit nervous, but mostly just excited. This day has been too long coming." I chuckled.

"That it has." He smiled, making me return it and bite my lip as I gently ran my fingers through his curls. It had been three years since Tom and I had first hooked up in the club where I had been a stripper, and the journey had been crazy ever since. Tom and I had both stuck to our promises, I gave up stripping for good as soon as I left the club and Tom supported me in every way from the moment that we became official. Things had been pretty insane since I'd moved in with Tom, the love of my life having proposed to me after a year and a half together. It had taken just as long to plan our fairy-tale wedding, but it was finally here. The day was tomorrow, and I couldn't wait.

"So, are you looking forward to your Stag do?" I mumbled, Tom still partially asleep on top of me as I continued to run my hands through his hair.

"Yeah, it'll be good. Though fuck knows what Haz planned, he hasn't told me anything." He chuckled quietly into my neck.

"Yeah, I wonder what he's got figured out. I'm sure that it'll be good, though." I lied. In reality, I knew exactly what Harrison had planned. And I knew because he'd asked me to help, and so I'd be there. As Tom's stripper. Harrison had come to me a week ago, and when I had heard what he wanted to plan, I had said yes with little hesitation.

I opened the front door, a smile spreading onto my lips as Harrison stood on our doorstep.

"Haz, how good to see you." I smiled as I leant in and hugged my fiancé's best friend, and best man.

"And you, looking beautiful as always." He chuckled back.

"Don't let Tom hear you say that." I teased as we headed through to the living room and sat down on the sofas.

"Speaking of Tom, is he around? Because I've come to talk to you about his Stag-do, but this needs to be a surprise." He nodded.

"He's only just left to walk Tessa, he'll be a good half an hour." I reassured.

"Brill, okay." Harrison smiled and nodded before looking at me.

"Okay, so, please don't be offended by what I'm about to ask you. It's meant to be in good humour and it's absolutely fine if you're not okay with it, please just don't be offended." He gulped. My eyebrows furrowed, my heart leaping slightly in my chest. What was he going to ask that could be so bad that I'd get offended?

"Go on." I nodded. He returned it and looked at me.

"So, obviously his Stag-do is next week. And, a pretty typical thing to have at a Stag-do is a stripper. But, we thought that it would be really funny...to hire you...as Tom's stripper." He admitted. My eyes widened, my mouth falling open at his words.

"What?" I scoffed.

"I know that you haven't done that stuff since you met him, so completely say no if you're not comfortable. But we thought that it would be a great joke to, on the night, tell him, he'll start to freak out thinking that you'll get mad at him getting a lap dance from another woman, and then it's a very funny but nice surprise for him when you walk in." He explained. I scoffed and shook my head.

"Yes, I'll do it, it's brilliant!" I laughed. Harrison's eyes widened slightly.

"Wait, really-."

"You're right, it'll be hilarious! Yes, I'll do it, I'll be Tom's stripper." I chuckled and shook my head.

"Awesome, thank you so much." he smiled, making me chuckle and bite my lip at the idea of stripping again. But only stripping for Tom.

Tom's P.O.V

"Congratulations on your last night as a free man!" Harrison exclaimed, making Tom laugh and everyone else cheer as they raised their beers and clinked the glasses together.

"God, I can't believe that it's already here. Tomorrow, boys, I marry the love of my life." he smiled and shook his head as he sat around his living room with Harrison, Tuwaine, all three of his brothers and a few more friends.

"Don't get all soppy on us now, tonight is about celebrating your last night as a free man, not looking forward to your life as a taken one." Tuwaine teased.

"True that." Harry chuckled and nodded, making Tom smile. Suddenly, the doorbell rang, making everyone look in that direction.

"Who's that?" Tom mumbled.

"That, I believe, is tonight's entertainment." Harrison smirked, making Tom's eyes widen as the twins pulled him to his feet as Tuwaine put one of the dining chairs in the middle of the room.

"Tell me that you didn't book a stripper, Haz." Tom scoffed as his brothers sat him down on the chair.

"I could tell you that, but then I'd be lying." The boy teased, making Tom's eyes widen even further.

"No, seriously, guys, this cannot happen, Y/N will kill me if she knows that you guys had a stripper give me a lap dance." He gulped and shook his head.

"Trust us, mate, she'll be absolutely fine with this." Tuwaine nodded, only adding to Tom's confusion as he scoffed and shook his head. But then, she walked in. Tom's eyes widened, his mouth hanging open and his heart already starting to race as he saw her.

"Oh, my fucking god. You guys didn't." He scoffed and shook his head.

Y/N's P.O.V

I knocked on mine and Tom's front door, my body clad in a 'skimpy police-woman' latex outfit, sunglasses over my eyes and red lipstick on my lips as I showed up to my fiancé's Stag-do. I had to admit, I was really looking forward to tonight. I couldn't wait to flirt with Tom, to have him do everything that I said, all whilst the others would surely encourage me. It was going to be one to remember, that was for sure. The door opened, making me smile as Harrison stood there.

"Is he ready for me?" I chuckled as I walked in and he shut the door.

"Yup. As we suspected, he's freaking out about you finding out that we hired a stripper for him. This is going to be too funny." He snickered and shook his head.

"Yes, it will be, Haz. Yes, it will be." I smirked before heading towards the living room.

"No, seriously, guys, this cannot happen, Y/N will kill me if she knows that you guys had a stripper give me a lap dance." I heard Tom's panicked voice, making me smirk and bite my lip.

"Trust us, mate, she'll be absolutely fine with this." Tuwaine replied. That was my queue. I sauntered in, my fiancé's eyes falling on me as soon as I did. Tom's eyes widened and his mouth fell open.

"Oh, my fucking god. You guys didn't." He scoffed and shook his head.

"Welcome to your Stag-do, mate." Harrison smiled, making everyone cheer and Tom smirk and shake his head as his gaze flicked hungrily up and down my form.

"I got an urgent emergency call to this address. You, sir, have been reported for crimes of being too sexy." I started as I took the sunglasses off and chucked them onto the coffee table. His eyes widened, the smirk plastered onto his lips as the other guys whooped, cheered and clapped.

"Arrest him, officer, arrest him!" Tuwaine cheered, making me laugh and shake my head as Tom smirked and bit his lip.

"Don't worry, I plan to." I nodded as I teasingly held up the handcuffs on the tip of one of my fingers. Tom's eyes widened.

"Oh, come on, the whole point of my fiancé being the stripper is that I can touch you-."

"I suggest that you exercise your right to remain silent, sir, before I shut you up myself." I teased, all of the boys constantly cheering and whooping as I walked around to the back of Tom's chair. I took his hands and put them behind the back before handcuffing his wrists together.

"I can't believe that this is happening right now. Haz, I don't know whether to punch you or thank you." Tom laughed, making me smirk and bite my lip as I sauntered back around to stand in front of Tom.

"Don't worry, sir, you'll be thanking him after this show." I nodded. Tom's smirk only widened, the tent in his jeans getting more evident to me as Harrison clicked the music on. I started to swing my hips in front of Tom, the boy watching very intently with the smirk still plastered onto his face as I ran my hands over my curves. I turned around so that my ass was facing him before slowly lowering my body onto him, Tom letting out a quiet moan as I sat on one of his legs and leant back against his body so that my back was pressed to his chest.

"It's killing me not to touch you right now, sweetheart." Tom mumbled into my ear, making me smirk and bite my lip as his teeth teasingly nipped at my earlobe.

"It'll kill you even more in a second." I cooed teasingly before my hands raised to the zip that went all the way down the front of the tight latex dress. Tom's eyes widened as I started to unzip it, everyone else's eyes also widening as they cheered loudly.

"Woah, hey, everyone who doesn't shut their eyes gets uninvited to the wedding!" Tom threatened, though I only laughed as I teasingly pressed my ass into his now hard crotch one last time before standing up.

"Sorry, mate, but no one is going to close their eyes." Tuwaine scoffed and shook his head as I continued to dance to the music and everyone clapped along. I danced in front of Tom, my fiancé tugging at the handcuffs and clearly enjoying the show as I unzipped the dress to just underneath my bra. I untucked the dress from my shoulder and looked over it at Tom just like I had done the first time that I'd done this for him, my fiancé's eyes hungrily looking over my form as he bit his lip. I continued to unzip the dress before letting it drop, making everyone cheer as I was now only left in my underwear. If it weren't for the fact that I had been a stripper for so long before meeting Tom, I would be nothing but embarrassed about his brothers and friends seeing me in just my underwear, but in the moment, I was just having fun. Though I was sure that Tom would find time on our honeymoon to punish me for agreeing to this.

"Fuck." Tom chuckled and shook his head, his Adam's apple bobbing harshly in a gulp as I danced back around to give him a view of my body.

"Sorry, boys, but it's time to take Tom for a private processing." I spoke seductively as I sauntered behind his chair again and undid the handcuffs.

"Aw, no, that'll be the best bit!" his friends laughed.

"Shut the fuck up." Tom nodded and pointed at them, making me smirk and them laugh more as I took his hand and pulled him up from the chair.

"See you boys in a bit." I spoke, my hand holding Tom's as I pulled him towards our bedroom for the more...private...bit of the routine.

"You are in so much trouble, love." Tom mumbled into my ear, his hand gripping my hip as we got to our bedroom.

"I know." I teased, making him smirk and shake his head as he shut the bedroom door. Immediately, he turned and smashed our lips together, me smiling into it and holding his face as his hands gripped my waist.

"You may be in trouble, but fuck, that was amazing, darling." He scoffed, making me laugh and squeal as he lifted me up and wrapped my legs around his waist before putting me down on our bed and crawling over me.

"Haz thought that it would be fun to freak you out by telling you that you'd get a stripper, before surprising you with the stripper being me." I mumbled into the kiss.

"Well it worked, I was suitably freaked out and then suitably surprised." He scoffed, making me smirk as I flipped us over so that I was on top and straddling him.

"What are you doing, love, you're the one in trouble." Tom teased as I broke the kiss and moved my lips down to his neck.

"It's your Stag-do. Tonight is about you." I flirted back. My words elicited a quiet moan from my fiancé, making me smirk and start to kiss down his body. My fingers quickly undid his shirt as I kissed down his neck, his hands tightly squeezing and massaging my ass as I could feel his extremely prominent boner against my clothed core.

"Darling, I need you to keep that police outfit after tonight, because you look so fucking hot in it." he gulped, making me smirk and flick my eyes up to look at him as I kissed down the space in between his pecs and to his abs.

"Wow. Three years together and I'm still discovering new stuff that you like in the bedroom." I teased as my lips got closer to his jeans.

"I didn't know that I liked it either until you walked in in it. Fuck, I'll never forget that." He smirked and shook his head. I returned the smirk as I started to undo his belt, my fiancé's breathing getting steadily shallower as I unbuttoned his jeans.

"Love, please, the others are waiting and I'm really horny now, I need you, please." He gulped, his words going straight to my core and making me wetter as I pulled his rock-hard dick out of his boxers.

"They knew that my teasing would end like this, they can wait." I smirked before leaning down and immediately wrapping my lips around his tip.

"Fuck!" He cried out, his back immediately arching off of the bed and his hand flying down to my hair as I started to suck him off. Within seconds, I began to fully take him into my mouth, my head bobbing up and down on him as I gave him a blow-job.

"Holy fucking shit, darling, your mouth feels amazing." He moaned, my fiancé looking down at me with an open mouth as he watched me suck his dick.

"Doesn't it always?" I teased.

"Yes, always, fuck." He choked, his eyes squeezing shut and his hand tugging on my hair as I continued to work him with my mouth. I bobbed my head up and down on him, my lips massaging the sides of his shaft as my tongue swirled around his tip. I jerked off what I couldn't fit into my mouth with my hand, my other hand massaging his balls as he moaned and writhed underneath me.

"Sweetheart, I'm getting close already, shit." He moaned, his hand now fully holding onto my hair as I bobbed my head up and down on him.

"Would you rather me finish you off like this, or with sex?" I asked as I pulled my mouth off of him but continued to work him with my hand. He looked down at me with wide eyes.

"I'm getting a choice?" He scoffed.

"It is your Stag-do, Tommy." I teased.

"Sex, please, sex, always sex." He shook his head.

"Good choice." I smirked, making him return it as I stood from the bed. Tom propped himself up on his elbows and watched eagerly as I unclipped my bra, my fiancé gulping harshly as I also pulled my thong down to leave me naked.

"I'll never get tired of seeing you like this, beautiful." He stated, making me smirk and bite my lip as I straddled him again before grabbing a condom from his bedside table.

"I'll never get tired of seeing you like this, either." I teased as I opened the condom and rolled it onto him. He smirked and sat up underneath to kiss me, making me return it and hold his face as we started to make out again. Despite me being more dominant tonight, I let Tom take over the kiss, his tongue slipping into my mouth and exploring it as we kissed. I used the intimate moment to start sinking down onto him, quiet sighs and moans leaving both of our lips as within seconds, I was fully sat down on him.

"Oh, you feel fucking amazing, sweetheart, shit." Tom choked as he broke the kiss and buried his face into my neck as his arms curled fully around my body.

"So do you." I breathed before raising my hips and then sinking back down. I started to ride him, my body having adopted a rhythm within seconds of sinking back down onto him relatively quickly. Quiet moans were starting to sound from both of our lips, the knot in my stomach already beginning to form thanks to the fact that Tom's tip was hitting my g-spot perfectly each time.

"This has got to be the best Stag-do ever." Tom grunted as he started to leave open-mouthed and nippy kisses on my neck, making me smirk and bite my lip as I curled my arms around his shoulders to pull him closer whilst my fingers tugged at the hair at the nape of his neck.

"I bet that I'm the best stripper that you've ever had too, huh." I teased.

"No fucking question." He shook his head, making me laugh and pull him closer as I continued to ride him. The knot was getting tighter with every rise and fall of my hips, Tom's fingernails already digging into the skin of my back as he held our chests flush together. I was trying to be quiet given that just outside sat his brothers and several friends, but it was hard with how amazing he felt inside of me and how amazing his lips felt nipping and kissing at my neck. The sound of our skin slapping together was bouncing off of the walls by now, the chorus of our moans and the smell of sex all around us as we both got increasingly close to our orgasms.

"Sweetheart, I'm not going to last much longer, you feel so good." He choked as his teeth harshly scraped against my skin to surely leave me with plenty of hickeys to cover up for the wedding tomorrow.

"It's okay, I'm getting close too." I moaned, making him nod into my neck as he pulled me closer once again. Every fall of my hips sent a wave of pleasure through me, all of it accumulating in my stomach to make the knot unbearably tight as I rode Tom into next week. Suddenly, the knot broke.

"Tommy, fuck, shit." I moaned as my orgasm hit me. My eyes squeezed shut, my mouth hanging open and my fingers harshly pulling on his hair as the waves of pleasure started to engulf my body. My legs shook on either side of his lap, my body seizing and jolting in his arms as the feeling completely overtook me.

"Fucking hell, darling, fuck, fuck." Tom choked, his fingernails harshly scratching my skin as he came too. He tensed underneath me, his mouth hanging open against my neck before he relaxed again, telling me that his orgasm had also passed. We panted heavily, our bodies stuck together with sweat and our hearts pounding in our pressed-together chests as we came down from the amazing highs.

"Wow. That was fucking incredible." He sighed in bliss, making me smile and nod as he raised his head to look at me. I leant down and gently kissed him, my fiancé returning the intimate moment as his hands cupped my waist.

"It was. But now, I have to go so that you can enjoy the rest of your Stag-do." I chuckled as I got off of him and grabbed my underwear to start getting dressed again.

"Is there anything that you need to warn me about? Has Haz booked another, actual stripper or anything like that?" He returned my chuckle as I put my bra back on and he put his dick back into his boxers before doing his jeans back up again.

"Trust me, if Harrison also got you an actual stripper, I really will kill him." I scoffed with a nod, making Tom smirk and shake his head as he stood from our bed.

"I'm sure that he didn't, love." He reassured as he went to our wardrobe and grabbed one of his dress jackets from it. My eyebrows furrowed as he handed it out to me.

"What's that for?" I chuckled.

"So that my brothers and friends don't see you, again, in just your underwear." He scoffed. I playfully rolled my eyes, though my heart fluttered in happiness at him being so protective over me.

"It's fine, they've already seen me now-." 

And you know that you'll get punished for that. This. On. Now." He demanded. I chuckled and shook my head as I took it, making him wink at me as I put it on over my body. Tom opened the door and we walked out, both of us laughing and Tom curling his arm around my waist as we walked back out into the living room to all of the boys cheering and clapping.

"How was the private show, Tommy boy?" Tuwaine smirked.

"That's for us to know, and you lot to never fucking find out." Tom scoffed and nodded, making everyone laugh as Tom guided me through the room so that I could grab the police dress.

"Have a good rest of the night, boys. And Harrison, I'm telling you now, I better be the only stripper that you hired." I nodded, making everyone laugh and Tom smirk as I pointed accusingly at Harrison.

"I promise, you're the only one." He reassured.

"Mhm." I hummed accusingly, making everyone chuckle as Tom led me out to the front door. I opened it and turned to him.

"Well, I guess that this is officially it until tomorrow. Our wedding day." He smiled, making me return it and bite my lip as he curled his arms around my waist and I held my hands against his chest.

"I can't wait. It'll be amazing." I nodded.

"Yes, it will be." He returned, making me smile as he leant in and kissed me. I returned it, my eyes fluttering shut and my hands raising to hold his face. He broke the kiss and looked at me.

"Text me when you get to the hotel safely. I love you." He nodded as I left his arms.

"Will do, Tommy. Love you too." I smiled, making him return it and lean against the doorway as he watched me walk out of the house. I got into my car and turned it on, nothing but excitement and joy in my heart at what would be happening in the next twenty-four hours. I'd be marrying Tom, the love of my life. And I couldn't fucking wait.