Requested by yareli798: Y/N and Tom are having sex and just before they release, their three-month-old baby starts crying through the baby monitor.

The feeling of a familiar set of thin lips being placed against my neck pulled me gently from sleep, my body starting to wake up at the sensation of my husband kissing my skin. My lips curled into a smile at the feeling, his arm curling over my waist and landing on my lower stomach as he pulled my back into his naked chest and continued to kiss along my neck. I knew exactly what he wanted, but he wasn't going to get it before I'd teased him a little.

"You awake, darling?" Tom mumbled into my ear, his lips playfully biting at my earlobe as he continued to nip at my skin.

"I am now." I teased. I felt him smile before his arm around me was used to pull me onto my back, making me look up at my husband as he propped himself up on his elbow next to me.

"Morning, beautiful." He gave me a small smile, his still raspy voice telling me that he'd not been awake for long either.

"Hey." I whispered.

"You sleep okay?" He asked as he leant down and started to kiss my neck again.

"Yeah, I did. Just out of curiosity, do you happen to know what day it is?" I asked, his arm curling back over my stomach to pull me closer as he continued to bury his face into my neck.

"I don't think so, love. Is it a special day?" He hummed, making me playfully roll my eyes at him at the fact that he was teasing me right back.

"So, the fact that you woke me up by kissing my neck has nothing to do with the fact that it's been three months?" I asked accusingly. He paused and looked at me.

"Oh...well in that case." He smirked, making me laugh and squeal as he immediately rolled on top of me. I was Y/N Holland, the wife of Tom Holland, and I had been for the last five years. Three months ago, our lives had been forever changed for the better when I gave birth to our beautiful baby boy, Oscar. Which also marked it a full year since Tom and I had had sex. Tom had been too concerned about accidentally hurting Oscar for us to have sex at all whilst I was pregnant, and I had been told that I needed three months to heal after he was born, and so we had been abstinent from each other for the whole time. Whilst I had still pleasured Tom and had obviously had no issue with him pleasuring himself too, I knew that he'd been patiently waiting for the day that he could finally fuck me again. And today was that day, hence why he'd woken me up in such an intimate way.

"What if Oscar wakes up?" I teased as I looked at the baby monitor sat on my bedside table, though I knew that my husband wouldn't stop for anything as his kisses got more open-mouthed and nippy. Not that I minded.

"He won't, that baby could sleep through a nuclear apocalypse. But not going to lie to you, sweetheart, it's been so long since I've actually fucked you that I probably won't last as long as normal anyway." He admitted, making me laugh and shake my head as he started to kiss down to my collarbone.

"Let me take this off, darling, I want to see your beautiful body." He mumbled as his hands started to pull at the bottom of my pyjama top. I complied and sat up, his hands quickly pulling the garment over my head to leave my torso naked as I lay back down.

"You're so stunning, love, fuck." He mumbled as he leant down and started to kiss down the valley of my breasts. I gulped and followed him with my gaze, my pussy getting wetter by the second in anticipation of what we were going to do. After all, Tom hadn't been the only one to struggle without sex for an entire year.

"Tommy, please hurry." I nodded, my hands going down to my husband's hair as his lips and tip of his nose trailed down my stomach.

"Don't worry, sweetheart, I want to taste you so badly again that I'm not taking my time with this one." He scoffed as he hooked his fingers into my panties and pulled them down. I smirked and bit my lip at his words, the space in between my legs virtually throbbing now as he put my legs over his shoulders. He looked up at me through his eyelashes.

"You ready, darling?" He checked as he pressed soft kisses to the insides of my thighs.

"Please-." That was all the consent that Tom needed. Before I'd even finished saying the word, he leant down and attached his lips to my clit, making me gasp harshly.

"Fuck!" I cried out, my back arching off of the bed and my hands starting to pull on his curls at the feeling that I hadn't experienced in a year, but had so sorely missed. Tom smirked at my reaction and curled his arms around my legs to pull me closer as he eagerly ate me out. His lips started to suck on my clit, his tongue dipping in and out of me and already throwing me into worlds of pleasure at the feeling. Moans started to freely radiate from my lips, my eyes fluttering shut and my mouth hanging open as I pulled at my husband's curls.

"You taste fucking amazing, love, how did I survive an entire year without eating you out?" He hummed as his hands planted flat against my stomach to hold me down.

"I'm wondering how I survived a year without being eaten out." I teased. He smirked at my response, his arms pulling me even further against his mouth as he continued to work wonders on me. The knot in my stomach was steadily building, every movement that he made pushing me closer to my orgasm as I moaned and squirmed underneath his grip. I was in heaven, and Tom knew that.

"Are you getting close, love?" He cooed against me, my grip on his hair tightening surely telling him the answer as I arched my back off of the bed and dug my head as far into the pillow as it would go.

"I'm so close, Tommy, don't stop, please." I choked as my body continued to be thrown towards my release. Tom's mouth didn't cease, his lips harshly sucking and his tongue dipping in and out of me without slowing as he pushed to get me to my first orgasm in recent months. Until I was there.

"Fuck, Tommy, shit!" I cried out as the knot broke. My orgasm hit me, waves of pleasure starting to course through me as I pulled harshly on his curls. My legs shook over his shoulders, my entire body seizing and being taken over by the pleasure as I let it engulf me. I sighed out as it passed, my eyes fluttering open again as I relaxed back against the bed.

"That was way better than it should have been." I shook my head, making Tom smirk and nod as he crawled back up my body again.

"Was the wait worth it, darling?" He teased as he crawled back in between my legs and pulled his sweatpants down so that his rock-hard dick sprang free.

"For us to have Oscar, yes, it was worth it. But if we'd not had sex for a year just because, fuck no." I scoffed and shook my head, making him laugh again.

"Good to know that our son was worth not having sex for a year for." He chuckled. I playfully rolled my eyes and shook my head as I grabbed his face and pulled him down for a kiss. He immediately returned it, his hand planting itself next to my head and the other hand gripping my waist as I curled my hands around his neck to pull him closer. Tom used the kiss as a distraction to start pushing into me, quiet sighs and moans leaving our lips as he bottomed out within seconds.

"Oh my...fucking god." He breathed as he broke the kiss and dropped his head to my neck, making me smirk and let my eyes flutter shut as I curled my arms around his shoulders to pull him as close as humanly possible.

"Do I feel good, Tommy?" I teased.

"You feel fucking sensational, my love. I'm sorry, I have to move, I have to feel you." He shook his head.

"It's okay, I need you to move too." I nodded. He returned it, his hand gripping my waist as he slowly but surely started to thrust into me. Immediately my mouth fell open, the feeling of being fucked by Tom one that I'd really missed but just hadn't realised how much until right now. He felt amazing. He started to speed up, moans freely leaving both of our lips as soon enough, he was pounding into me relatively harshly. My second orgasm of the day was already starting to build up, a mix of my pussy still being sensitive from the first one and Tom's tip hitting my g-spot perfectly with each thrust sending me right towards another euphoric climax.

"This was so worth the fucking wait, you feel exceptional, sweetheart." Tom grunted, his arms tensing on either side of me and his lips leaving more hickeys on my neck to cover up as he fucked me into next week.

"So do you, Tommy, I'm getting there, don't slow down whatever you do." I choked.

"Fucking no way am I slowing down." He scoffed, making me smirk as I pulled him closer once again. The sound of our skin slapping together filled the room, our moans and smell of morning sex all around us as we both got closer to our orgasms. Tom's thrusts were getting quicker and more erratic, his grip on my waist also telling me that he was getting close to the edge. And at this rate, I'd be right behind.

"Tommy-fuck, I'm almost there, please." I moaned, my back arching into his chest and my eyes squeezing shut as I could feel the pleasure start to take over.

"So am I, I'm so fucking close-." As if on godforsaken fucking cue, the piercing sound of crying started to come through the monitor. My eyes shot open, Tom's movements also slowing down as the sound of Oscar waking up and crying made our sexual bliss crumble down all around us. Tom stopped, both of us sighing and just lying there for a second as we tried to comprehend that what would have been our first orgasms due to sex in a whole year had been interrupted at the worst possible time by the sole reason that we'd not had sex in so long.

"Fucks' sake." Tom mumbled, making me sigh and nod as he pulled out of me before rolling back onto his side of the bed.

"I didn't finish. Did you?" I asked as I looked at him. He clenched his jaw and shook his head as he stared at the ceiling.

"No way could I have finished with him crying like that. I love our son, darling, I love him, but if he's going to always wake up just as I'm about to cum, we don't need birth control anymore, he's the fucking birth control." He scoffed, making me chuckle and shake my head.

"He probably wants feeding. Go grab him and I'll feed him." I nodded.

"On it." He sighed, making me give him an apologetic smile as he sat up and grabbed his sweatpants. He pulled them on and padded out of the room, making me sigh and put my hand to my forehead as I comprehended the fact that our son had actually just interrupted our sex. The most important part too. At least he wouldn't be getting a younger sibling after only having been alive for three months.

"Who's my little cockblock? Yes, you are, you are." I looked up and chuckled as I heard Tom cooing, my husband smiling and shaking his head at Oscar as he carried the baby boy into our room in his arms.

"You can't call our son a cockblock, Tommy. It's not his fault, he didn't know what he was interrupting." I teased as I sat up in bed and Tom got back in next to me.

"Sorry. I'm just grouchy now because I didn't get to cum." He huffed, making me chuckle and shake my head as I gently took Oscar from him.

"There we go, there's my sweet boy." I smiled at him, the cries stopping as I put him to my chest and he started to eat. I bit my lip and looked at Tom.

"Aren't your parents taking him shopping today? We could try again then, they'll be gone for a while." I nodded. He looked at me with a raised eyebrow.

"You sure, darling? I can finish myself off now, you got to cum." He shrugged.

"Oh, please, Tommy, I'm too used to you making me cum multiple times in one session now to survive on only one orgasm." I teased, making him laugh and nod as he put his hand on my still naked thigh.

"Okay then, yeah, we'll try again later. For what it's worth, though, sweetheart, that was still amazing. Even if I didn't get to cum." He nodded.

"It really was, Tommy. It really was." I returned, making him smile as he leant in to kiss me.