Requested by anonymous: Y/N is a famous actress and is in an upcoming movie with Tom, but the pair of them don't get along at all. One day, Y/N shows up at Tom's house unannounced and hears him pleasuring himself to the thought of her.

Tom leant in and kissed me, making me return the kiss and let my eyes flutter shut as I raised my hand to his face. He smiled into the kiss, me returning the facial expression as his hands moved to my waist to pull my body closer into his.

"I'm starting to think that you want more than just a kiss." I giggled, making him smirk against my lips as he gently pushed me down onto the bed and hovered over me.

"Course I do. You know that I can't resist you, baby." he returned as he broke the kiss and moved his lips down to my neck. I smirked and bit my lip, my eyes fluttering shut and my back slightly arching into his chest as he gently kissed my skin.

"And...cut!" Tom immediately climbed off of me, both of our smiles disappearing as Anthony Russo ended the scene.

"Brilliant take, guys, beautiful." Joseph smiled.

"Can someone please chuck me a water? I need to get her taste out of my mouth." Tom grimaced as he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.

"Fuck you, Tom." I scoffed, making him roll his eyes and flip me off as we both stood from the bed and walked off of the set. When I was cast to play Tom Holland's love interest in the Russo Brothers' most recent movie, 'Cherry', I had been over the moon. I had always had a massive crush on Tom, the boy being everything that I wanted in a guy and someone who I thought myself very lucky to finally share some screen time with. That changed the second that I met him. For some reason, from the first time that we met, we'd just butted heads from the word 'go'. I knew that it was a problem that he had with me and not him just being a dickish person in general considering that he was lovely to everyone else, which begged the question, what had I done to make him hate me so much? Him not liking me also made me question my feelings for the boy, so whilst I was still very much physically attracted to him, my estimations of him as a person had gone down a lot. Which sucked considering that I still wanted to fuck him, but I knew that that would never happen given that he couldn't even kiss me without being repulsed. I sighed and shook my head, trying to rid my brain of the intrusive thoughts as I headed back to my trailer.

I pulled up outside of Tom's house, my heart in my throat as I stopped my engine and looked to the nice building that he was renting in America for the duration of filming. I sighed and bit my lip. I had been driving around the streets randomly, and had started to think about Tom. More specifically, I had started to think about why he disliked me so much. And so, good idea or not, I had ended up driving to his house to ask him, and hopefully figure things out. After all, we still had another six months of filming kissing and naked scenes together, so it would be significantly less awkward if we actually got on with each other. It was worth a shot. I took a deep breath before getting out of my car. I locked it and headed up the path, my heart almost choking me as I tried to stay calm. I took a deep breath and gently knocked on the door. My eyebrows furrowed as my knock was enough to gently open the obviously unlocked door, making me gulp as I looked inside.

"Tom?" I called out as I slowly walked into the house. I gulped harshly, my eyes wavering at the thought that something bad had happened to him. After all, it was the start of most horror movies, the door opening with just a simple knot. I wandered through the house, my eyebrows furrowing as I couldn't find him anywhere.

"Tom? Are you here? Are you okay?" I yelled out again as I wandered up the stairs.

"Y/N." My eyes widened, my feet stopping in their tracks as I heard Tom say my name. But he didn't say it or call it. He had moaned it. My mouth hung open, my heart almost stopping in my chest as I started to hear moans and grunts coming from his bedroom.

"Y/N, fuck." I heard him moan. I put my hand over my mouth and tried to stifle my laughter at the fact that a guy who claimed to hate me was pleasuring himself to the thought of me. That gave me hope, though, the sound of him obviously masturbating to me making the space in between my legs start to dampen as I continued to make my way quietly up the stairs. I got to the slightly ajar door, my eyes peering through the slight crack in the structure to surely enough see Tom lying on his bed, fully naked and his hand moving up and down his completely hard dick. I gulped harshly, all of the heat rushing down my body and making me even more wet at the sight. After all, Tom was an insanely attractive man at the best of times, let alone when he was jacking off to the thought of my hand around his dick instead of his own.

"Fuck, Y/N, don't stop, please." he continued to moan, his mouth hanging open and his eyes squeezed shut as his hand continued to work his dick. Time to make myself known, I thought as I gently pushed the door open. It opened with a creak, making his eyes open as he looked to the door. His eyes widened.

"OH MY GOD!" He yelled as he immediately scrambled to sit up and cover his naked body with his sheets.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you-."

"What the fuck are you doing here?! It's our day off, what the fuck, Y/N?!" He exclaimed.

"I know, in hindsight I should have called ahead-."

"Yes, you should have, Jesus." He scoffed and shook his head.

"Look, Tom, I came here because I was thinking about how you hate me, and how I don't know why you do. I figured that I could come over and we could talk. Though, from what I've just seen, I'm guessing that you don't hate me nearly as much as you claim to." I teased as I walked further into the room. He clenched his jaw, his eyes wavering as he looked down at his sheet-covered lap.

"God, this is so embarrassing." he mumbled and shook his head. I bit my lip, my heart racing as my mind knew that this was my chance. I sat down on the bed next to him and gently cupped his face with my hand, making him timidly look at me.

"It doesn't have to be embarrassing, Tommy." I cooed gently as I shook my head. His eyebrows furrowed as he looked at me.

"What are you talking about?" He scoffed.

"You were clearly in the middle of something when I rudely interrupted. How about you finish? Except for that this time, I'll actually be here to help you." I nodded. His eyes widened.

"W-what? You're not suggesting...that..."

"That's exactly what I'm suggesting. What do you say?" I shrugged. He gulped harshly, his jaw clenched and his gaze flicking between my lips and my eyes as he clearly tried to decide what to do. But both of us knew what he'd settle on.

"Fuck it." he mumbled before leaning forward and smashing our lips together. I returned the kiss immediately, my eyes fluttering shut as he raised his hand to cup my cheek. I couldn't believe what was happening. After months of grimacing every time that we had to kiss for the movie, Tom was willingly kissing me, and had been the one to initiate it. I was doubting his apparent feelings for me more by the second. He deepened the kiss, making me smirk into it as I swung my leg over his lap and straddled him.

"You're so beautiful, love, fuck." he mumbled against my lips as his hands started to pull at the bottom of my top, implying that he wanted it off.

"Is that why you've been so adamant on hating me for the last half a year?" I teased as I gently pushed him down onto the bed so that I was lying on top of him as his hands gripped my thighs.

"About that, we need to talk after this." He breathed as I broke the kiss and moved my lips down to his neck.

"No shit." I scoffed, making him smirk as I started to kiss down to his collarbone. I trailed my lips down to his pecs, his gaze following me and his hand landing against my hair as I kissed down his abs. I felt him gulp harshly, making me smirk against his skin as I crawled down his body and got to the part where he needed me most.

"Love, please, just do something." He begged, his words making my confidence spike as I got to his still fully hard dick.

"Did I just hear Tom Holland begging the girl who he claimed to hate to suck him off?" I cooed as I gently took his dick into my hand, making him suck in a breath.

"You're never going to let me forget that, are you?" He chuckled.

"No." I smiled before leaning down and taking him into my mouth.

"Fuck." He choked, his body immediately tensing underneath me and his hand gripping my hair as I started to bob my head up and down on him. I smirked at his response as I focused on massaging his shaft with my lips and running my tongue over his tip, moans already radiating from his lips as I gave him a blowjob.

"Jesus, darling." He moaned, his mouth hanging open as he looked down at me.

"God, you look too fucking hot sucking me off like that." he breathed. I smirked at his words, making him return it as I continued to bob my head up and down on him. I raised my other hand and started to massage his balls, Tom's body squirming and writhing underneath me in an obvious attempt to control the pleasure that I was inflicting on him.

"Fuck me, sweetheart, shit." He grunted, his words getting louder the more of him that I took into my mouth.

"Does it feel good, Tommy?" I cooed teasingly.

"Fuck, so good. So good that I need you to stop, I'm going to cum if you keep going, but I want to taste you and then cum in you." he nodded.

"That's fine by me." I smirked, making him return it as I removed his dick from my mouth and crawled back up to him. He leant up and captured my lips into a kiss as I straddled him again. I returned it, my hands holding his face and his hands gently inching my skirt up to bunch around my waist as we kissed.

"I want to taste you, sweetheart." He mumbled into the kiss. I couldn't help but moan at his words, making him smirk against my lips as his fingers moved underneath my skirt to start pulling at my underwear. I got the hint and lifted my leg to pull the underwear off before doing the same to the other leg. I crawled up Tom's body, his arms eagerly pulling me up as I straddled his face.

"You ready, love?" he asked as he leant up and peppered gentle kisses on my inner thighs.

"Please-." I cut myself off with a gasp as Tom leant his head up and attached his lips to my clit.

"Jesus!" I hissed, my eyes squeezing shut and my hands flying down to pull on his hair as he started to eat me out.

"Mm, you taste so good, sweetheart, shit." he moaned against me. I choked at the feeling, the knot already starting to build in my stomach as Tom's lips sucked on my clit whilst his tongue dipped in and out of my folds. He curled his arms around my legs and pulled me further down onto his mouth, only adding to the pleasure as his tongue slipped into me.

"Jesus, Tommy." I moaned as I threw my head back and let my mouth hang open.

"Does it feel as good as you taste, darling?" he smirked against me.

"Feels even better." I teased.

"Not possible, love." he flirted back, making me smirk and bite my lip as every flick of his tongue sent me closer to the edge. I gasped again, my legs tensing on either side of the boy's face as he gently pushed a finger into me.

"Tommy, fuck." I choked, my fingers desperately pulling on his curls as his finger working in synchronicity with his mouth threw me towards my orgasm.

"Come on, love, I know that you're close, cum for me." he encouraged as he continued to thrust his finger in and out of me. My mouth hung open, my head thrown back as I let the knot grow tighter in my stomach. Until it broke. I moaned loudly, my fingers pulling as much on Tom's hair as I could without pulling it out as wave after wave of pleasure started to wash over me. My legs shook on either side of Tom's head, quiet whimpers and moans leaving my lips as the feeling engulfed me.

"Fuck." I sighed in bliss, my eyes fluttering open as I came down from the amazing high. I moved down off of Tom's face, making the boy smirk at me as I straddled him again.

"Was that good, love?" he teased.

"Amazing. But I want more." I nodded, making him raise his eyebrows.

"We can do that. But, I want to be on top." He stated. My eyes widened, a squeal leaving my lips as suddenly he grabbed my legs and turned us over so that he was on top and was lying in between my legs.

"Fine by me." I smirked. He returned it before leaning down and smashing our lips together again. It quickly turned into another make-out, our tongues and teeth clashing together as our lips moulded together and fought for dominance over the other person. Tom was winning, though.

"Do you have a condom, darling?" he mumbled as he broke the kiss and moved his lips down to my neck.

"I'm on the pill, we're covered." I breathed.

"Perfect." he smirked, making me return it as he slowly started to push into me. Quiet sighs left our lips, my eyes fluttering shut and my mouth hanging open as within seconds, he'd bottomed out.

"Jesus, you feel fucking amazing, love." he grunted into my neck.

"So do you, Tommy. Move, please." I choked. He nodded and slowly started to move his hips, quiet whimpers leaving my lips every time he thrust in and out. Soon enough, he'd developed a pace of fucking me relatively quickly, his hips jutting against mine and slapping against my skin as he pounded into me.

"Fuck!" I cried out, the boy smirking into my skin as he left open-mouthed and nippy kisses on my neck. The knot was starting to build again, Tom's tip hitting my g-spot perfectly with every thrust and sending me soaring towards my second orgasm as he slammed into me.

"We definitely have to do this again, darling, fuck." he grunted into my neck, making me smirk and nod as his hand tightly gripped my waist whilst the other arm held his weight above me. The sound of our skin slapping together bounced off of the walls, the smell of sex all around us as moans freely left our lips. I couldn't help but arch my back into his chest, my mouth falling open as my whole body was engulfed in pleasure.

"Sweetheart, I'm getting close." Tom warned as his lips continued to feverishly mark the skin of my neck.

"So am I, fuck, don't stop." I moaned. He nodded against my shoulder, his thrusts getting more erratic as he clearly started to chase his high whilst also trying to push me towards mine. It was working, though. The knot was getting uncomfortably tight in my stomach, my fingers pulling harshly at the hair at the nape of his neck as I tried to deal with the feeling. Until eventually, it broke.

"Jesus, Tommy!" I cried out, my legs shaking around his waist and my back arching into his chest as the knot broke. My second orgasm hit me like a freight train, my mouth hanging open and my eyes squeezing shut as the waves of pleasure raced through me.

"Fuck, darling, shit." Tom moaned, his hands forming into fists around the bed sheets as he came too, and the warm feeling entered me. We panted heavily, my chest rising into his as we both came down from the amazing highs. My eyes fluttered open, my heart jumping at the realisation that I'd just had sex with my enemy. Though, given what we'd just done, I had a feeling that this intimate moment would be followed by Tom admitting his true feelings for me. That's what I was hoping for, anyway. The boy peppered a few more light kisses on my neck before pulling out of me, making me gulp and look at him as he rolled onto his back beside me.

"Wow." he chuckled, making me smile as I cuddled into him, his arm wrapping around my waist to pull me closer.

"That was really good." I stated.

"Yeah, love, it was." he chuckled as he looked down at me. I bit my lip, making him sigh as his gaze flicked between my lips and my eyes.

"So, I, um, I have some explaining to do. As I'm sure is now obvious from the fact that I just fucked you, I don't hate you. I don't even dislike you. I actually really like you, I always have. You're beautiful, kind, funny, smart, you're everything that I want in a girl. But I, well...I'm not good at putting my feelings into words, especially when those feelings can get me hurt. I didn't know how to tell you how I felt without the risk of getting hurt, so I figured that distancing myself from you was the way forward. It wasn't." he admitted with a sheepish smile.

"No, Tommy, it really wasn't." I scoffed and shook my head, making him sigh and gently rub his hand up and down my back.

"That being said, I'd love to start over with you. I get it if you say no, I know that I've been a complete ass to you. But I'm really sorry for that, and that doesn't represent how I feel about you. I'd love to start from scratch with you, and I'd love to take you out on a real date. One that doesn't just consist of sex." he teased, making me chuckle and bite my lip as I looked at him. He was right, he had been a complete ass to me since we'd met. Whilst I was still admittedly annoyed that he'd chosen to hide his feelings by being a dick over having just talked to me, ultimately we did still like each other, and I wasn't going to throw that away for the sake of being petty.

"Sure, Tommy. I'd love to go out with you." I nodded. He breathed a sigh of relief, making me chuckle and bite my lip at how cute he was as I leant up to kiss him.