Hey, If You're Still Taking Requests I'd Like To Request A Mob!tom X Reader With Maybe Kinda Smut, Like

Hey, if you're still taking requests I'd like to request a mob!tom x reader with maybe kinda smut, like wait I'll explain. So how about maybe paddy breaking something (he's maybe a bit younger than he is now) And tom sees the broken object and is like really really mad and he demands a confession from his brother. But the twins didn't do it and paddy is slightly terrified, so the reader (Tom's fiance) is like 'sorry my fault' bc she doesn't like seeing paddy in trouble. 1/2

i didn’t do it

request: Hey, if you’re still taking requests I’d like to request a mob!tom x reader with maybe kinda smut, like wait I’ll explain. So how about maybe paddy breaking something (he’s maybe a bit younger than he is now) And tom sees the broken object and is like really really mad and he demands a confession from his brother. But the twins didn’t do it and paddy is slightly terrified, so the reader (Tom’s fiance) is like ‘sorry my fault’ bc she doesn’t like seeing paddy in trouble. And Tom’s just like go upstairs and he ‘punishes’ her (like the smut doesn’t has to be written out) and paddy is like so terrified like “what is he doing to her, why is she screaming?” and later when the reader and tom come back, paddy is apologising and admitting he broke the object, but Tom’s like yeah I know neither of you two can lie to me. Thank you if you wanna write it, but it’s alright if you don’t ^^

a/n: oh sheesh, this is the tea… i’ll try my best to write a kind of steamy scene (?) hope this is what you wanted. ok, enjoy 🖤

warnings: cursing, angst, fluff, a lil bit of smut, kinks (spanking)

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It was a normal afternoon in London, rainy and gloomy weathered. The Holland brothers were home alone without parental supervision, so Tom invited Y/N over while Paddy and the twins decided to play tag… indoors. 

Everything was going smoothly: Tom was upstairs, going over some papers, Y/N went downstairs to get a cup of tea for Tom and herself, and the twins and Paddy were still playing tag. 

As Y/N was heading towards the stairs, she heard a loud crash. She dashed over to the sound, eyes widening at the scene ahead of her. Nikki’s favourite vase was scattered all over the cool floor. Y/N set the teacup onto the table the vase was once set on and reached down to help Paddy up. She started to dust him off, checking for any injuries, luckily finding none. There was one less thing to worry about now, but two more things: Nikki and Tom. Tom was supposed to be keeping everything in order while Nikki and Dom were gone. 

Heavy thumps could be heard from the stairway. 

“What was that?” The voice boomed.

Fear seemed to overtake everyone in the room, including Y/N. Paddy gulped loudly, obviously shaking, but Y/N helped control it. The twins hid behind the counter, hoping that they wouldn’t get caught.

“I said, what was tha-,” Tom entered the room, looking at the pile of glass and the table that held the vase.

“Bloody hell, what did you guys do?” Tom shook his head, rubbing his temples, “Who did it?” No one responded, only looking down in shame. “Who did it?” Tom was red, his voice louder than necessary.

Paddy was shaking to the point that Y/N couldn’t conceal it anymore.

“I did it,” Y/N said. “I’m sorry. I sat the tea onto the table to stretch and when I went to grab it again, I knocked the vase over.” Her head was hung low, acting on point.

Tom doesn’t seem to calm down but tells Paddy and the hiding twins to go into the living room.

“Go upstairs,” Tom said, voice dark and filled with lust.

Still keeping her head down, she sulks her way up the stairs and into his bedroom. She sits on the edge of the bed, fiddling with her fingers. Y/N is scared to see what he’ll do, but she already has a good idea of what’ll come.

Tom slams the door open, closing it behind him, “Strip.”

Y/N follows his command, pulling her top off of her and sliding her tight jeans off.

Just as she is about to take off her bra, Tom says, “No, I want to do that. Now come here and lay on my lap, stomach down.”

Tom brings his rough, large hands down on her plump ass, gaining a squeal from her.

“Count,” he says, voice stern.

Slap, “O-One.”

Slap,”T-Two.”

Slap, “Three!”

He gently strokes her red ass, then gives it another rough slap, making her scream at the sudden impact.

Downstairs, Paddy asked Harry, “Is Y/N okay? Why is she screaming? What is he doing to her?”

Harry chuckles, “Don’t worry, you know how much Tom loves her. She’s going to be fine.”

Paddy relaxes at the reassurance, but can’t help but feel guilty for making Y/N take the blame.

Hours later, when the sun started to set, Tom and Y/N finally left the room, joining Paddy and the twins in the living room. 

“I broke the vase, I’m sorry.” Paddy blurted out, wanting to get it over with.

Tom chuckles, “Yeah, I know. Neither of you can lie to me.”

“So you just wanted to get it?” Sam winked, causing Y/N to blush furiously, hiding in Tom’s chest.

Tom joins Sam and Harry’s laughing fit while Paddy sat there, confused.

part 2 for moonlight please ??

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when are you going to do a part 2 to moonlight? i need ittttt

I’ll try to get it up!!! I’m so sorry 🥺 couldn’t find my inspiration to write it, but I’ll try. sorry if the next part is bad 😞

angel 👼

a/n: I didn’t expect this to be so long... wtf

warnings: a pinch of angst (barely any), fluff, kinda smutty but not really, strip clubs

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Harrison rushed into Tom’s room, “Mate, I just went to a strip club, and there’s a gorgeous stripper there. I heard she was one of the best lap dancers there. We have to go!”

Tom cringed at Haz’s mention of another women, “You know I’m dating Y/N, Haz. Hell, we’re practically married. I can’t do that.”

“I know Tom, but you just need to come. She’s the greatest performers, plus Y/N is out right now, doing who knows what.” Tom glares at his best mate, “Okay, fine. I get it, you don’t want to “cheat” on Y/N. Just come and watch. You deserve a day of relaxation anyways.”

“I can get a day of relaxation when Y/N comes back.” Tom says, not giving into Haz’s idea.

After a long conversation of convincing Tom, he finally gave in, but only on one condition: Y/N could never know about it.

Haz was ecstatic and practically dragged Tom to the club. Tom, on the other hand, felt a wash of guilt overflow him.

They entered the building, colorful lights flashing across the room. Many men heard hollering cat calls and whistling in admiration. This caught Tom’s attention. He looked over to the stage. There was a long pole and red light shining over it.

A girl, no a woman. Calling her a girl would be an insult. She is a full grown woman with an gorgeous looking body. There were curves in all the right places.

“Gorgeous, isn’t she? This is who I wanted to show you. They call her Angel.” Haz saw the look on Tom’s face: star struck.

The more Tom looked at Angel, the more he saw things that looked like features of Y/N. The beautiful curvature of her waist, y/s breasts, and y/s ass.

Tom walked closer to the stage, Haz trailing behind him. Many men watching were cut off by Tom and Haz had to apologize to them.

“Watch where your going, lad. Don’t wanna get kicked from this place,” Haz whined.

The red light hit an accessory on Angel’s neck making it shine. Tom got a quick glance and saw that it was the exact Cartier diamond necklace he bought Y/N on their third anniversary. He examined the rest of her, and sure enough, it was her.

“I’ll be right back, mate,” Tom says, waving Haz off.

Harrison raise a brow, but shrugs it off, too intoxicated in the strippers on him to care.

Tom found the manager and requested to have room with Angel.

“Can you have her blindfolded? I’ll pay extra,” Tom hands the manager an extra $200.

The manager nods enthusiastically, shocked at the amount of money he had just made.

Angel had gotten of the stage and quickly escorted to the room with the help of her manager.

She didn’t feel as comfortable with this client, seeing as she was blindfolded.

A calloused hand was placed on the small of her back, leading her to the silk bedsheets.

She attempts to sit up only to be pushed back down, getting a whiff of the client’s cologne. She knows this cologne. It’s the precise one she bought for Tom last Christmas, and Tom has been wearing it ever since.

“So, Angel, how long have you worked here for?” Tom asked, sitting on the wooden chair across the room.

She gulped at the sound of his voice. He wasn’t supposed to know that she worked here. Why did he even come to a strip club? There were many questions she had to ask.

“Angel?” He asked again.

“About a year,” she said quietly, not able to use her voice properly.

“Do you have a boyfriend?”

“Y-Yes.”

“Does he know about this job?” Angel shakes her head in denial, “How many times have you lap danced someone?”

“20 to 25 times.”

Then, silence.

Tom has gotten off the chair and made his way to her, pulling of the blindfold revealing himself.

“Hello, darling,” sourness seeped through his voice.

“T-Tommy,” she gave him an innocent smile.

“So, this is your job?” She nods in response, “Why this?”

“Because this was the only place that was hiring, so, yeah...” she looks away from his gaze, ashamed.

“Look, darling, you didn’t need to get a job, especially here. I have enough money for the both of us and you know that.”

“I know, but I want to be able to make money for myself. I don’t want people to think that I’m using you for money.”

“They won’t think tha-” Y/N cuts Tom off.

“Yes they will!” Y/N cries out.

“Okay, princess, fine. We’ll find you another job. But until then, you are quitting this job.”

“But-”

“Not buts. C’mon, let’s go.”

Tom lifted Y/N off the bed and they left the room. He brought her to the manager and told him she was quitting. Although the manager was disappointed, he gave her her money and let her go.

After that, Tom and Y/N went home to look for more jobs, but not before Tom punishing Y/N.

(They didn’t forget about Haz. They just left him there after they told him they were leaving. Haz was shocked to see who Angel was, though.)

dominance

a/n: so this kind of happened to me irl... i was just trying to get my phone back :P i didn’t touch his thing or lay on him, though... also, should i make a part two to this and it'll just be smut? i prob will

warnings: fluff, teasing, slight dom!reader, minor sexual terms, two swear words

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I woke to Tom singing Perfect by Ed Sheeran. His voice soft and angelic, making me fall in love with him all over again. 

I pushed the white blanket off my bare body, rolling off the bed. I grabbed one of Tom's shirts, covering my body from mid-thigh, up. The neck opening was a bit too big for my petite body, exposing my left shoulder.

I quietly made my way out of the bedroom, not before grabbing my phone, sneaking into the kitchen. I hid behind the wall, watching Tom sing and dance while making us breakfast. I took this opportunity to film him in his own world.

-

Tom was enjoying himself and he was with the love of his life. All his worries had blown away. He didn't want or need to think about going away for filming right now. As long as he was with Y/N, he could feel at ease.

Tom and Y/N have known one another ever since kindergarten. They grew up together, some could even say "conjoined by the hip." Tom fell for Y/N in the 6th grade. Y/N fell for Tom in the 8th. Neither of them was brave enough to tell each other about their feelings, afraid of ruining their friendship. Everyone knew about how they felt but noticed how oblivious the two of them were. This frustrated many people, including their own parents, though they never acted on it. When news spread that Tom had finally asked out Y/N everyone celebrated, except for the girls in their high school that hoped they would have a chance with Tom.

Tom thought that Perfect was a great song to bring back the valued memories. The nostalgia of the time he brought her to prom flooded his mind.

He knocked on the red door, fiddling with the corsage box nervously. The door flung open and Y/D/N pulled Tom into a tight hug.

"Tom! How you doin' mate?"

"Pretty good, Mr Y/L/N, You?"

Her dad patted Tom's shoulder, "Please, you can just call me Y/D/N, and I'm doing great, thank you."

Just as her dad was about to ask another question, Y/N had walked down the stairs in the dazzling gown. It was a plunging neckline tulle dress. It accented her curves beautifully. The ivory glitter sparkled gloriously, while the baby pink tulle skirt flowed gracefully as she walked.

Both her father and Tom were dumbfounded. Her father started tearing up and Tom felt his heart beat faster as blood travelled to his cheeks.

"What're you staring at? Let's get going," Y/N giggled.

"You look gorgeous," Tom whispers gently into her ear. Blushing, she quietly says thank you and gets ready to leave.

The night goes by quickly. Y/N and Tom would never confess that that prom was the best they've ever experienced.

-

He continues to belt his heart out and dance his ass off and I keep recording. I might've giggled too loudly, giving away my hiding spot. Tom's head snapped in my direction, seeing my phone out and facing him, he rushes over and snatches the phone out of my hand, trying to erase the clip.

"No, Tommy," I whined.

He walked into the dining room, holding my phone tightly in his hand. I chased after him, trying to pull it out of his grip.

"Give me my phone back, please," I beg desperately.

"No, I'm going to delete the video first," his voice, teasing.

I look over to my unlocked phone, and worriedly, I push him onto the table. I tower over him, pushing my body onto his, breathing heavily onto his neck. My hand slides down his abs, tracing each indent before sliding my hand further down, teasingly grazing his throbbing cock. In the moment of the heat, I snatch my phone out of his faltered grip. I get off his body, thanking him before exiting the room. I can feel his gaze on my barely covered body, checking out my ass and legs. A quiet groan came out of his mouth as he realized how hard he was, making me giggle and run into our bedroom.

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