katrinakaulitz

[katrinakaulitz]

GLOW UP GUIDE FOR 2025⠀

READ: On average, it takes more than 2 months before a new behavior becomes automatic — 66 days to be exact. And considering that 2025 is precisely these many days away, why not start with our glow up plan already?

Physical Glow Up-

BODY

— 5-10K steps a day.

— 7-8 hours of sleep.

— workout everyday for 1 hr atleast- yoga/stretching/pilates/cardio. a workout may take one hour, but your mood will be boosted for the next 12 hours.

— posture training.

— sunlight exposure after waking up for at least 10 minutes.

NUTRITION

— 2-3 liters of water every day.

— limit your caffeine intake.

— avoid sugars as much as you can.

— high protein diet, pre and probiotics.

— more fruits and veggies (+ green smoothies if you like).

— no junk/processed food/trans fat.

— no eating after 8 pm.

SKINCARE

— be clear on your skin type (oily, dry, combination, sensitive).

— once you're clear, use these accordingly- cleanser, toner, targeted serum, eye cream, moisturizer, sunscreen (≥50 spf).

— keep your bedding clean as well.

— no picking of skin on your lips, cuticle etc.

— gua sha to help improve blood circulation and lessen toxins.

— cold therapy may take three to five minutes of being uncomfortable, but your energy levels will be boosted for the rest of the day.

— remove makeup before you go to bed.

BODY CARE

— shower every day.

— exfoliate 2x a week.

— use body lotion (shea butter/aloe vera gel/coconut oil).

HAIR CARE

— wash hair 2-3x a week

— oil your scalp 2x a week, at least 3 hours before shampoo.

— hair mask 1x per week.

— never brush wet hair.

— use silk pillow case.

HYGIENE

— brush your teeth 2x a day, clean tongue and the roof of the mouth daily.

— floss daily.

— cut your nails 1x a week, never remove the cuticles.

— glycolic acid under arm for odor and discoloration.

— never use soap on your coochie.

Mental Glow Up-

MINDSET

— set clear goals- define and breakdown your aspirations.

— start your mornings with positive affirmations.

— surround yourself with uplifting content and people.

— be shamelessly selfish to your career and mental health, remove anyone or anything that doesn't align with your priorities and wellbeing.

— boost your brain health by these 4 neuroscience tools:

difficult first: start your day with the most difficult task (cortisol and dopamine are high in the body meaning that your body/mind is primed to work).

rest your eyes: introduce a micro-pause after learning by resting/closing your eyes - will help retain information better.

tomorrow's worries: write tomorrow's to-do list before bed as it is proven to be effective in helping you fall asleep.

find time to play: engage in low-stake play. can be anything you find fun but where the outcome doesn't matter (induces neuroplasticity + reduces stress).

MIND

— meditation might take as low as ten minutes, but your focus will be improved for the rest of the day.

— no social media after waking up and at least an hour before bed.

— keep aside 1 hr of time to read daily! reading a new book may take five hours, but you will keep the knowledge forever.

— journaling, gratitude.

— digital detox once a week or for 12 hours.

— limit unnecessary screentime, unfollow or cut off people you don't want to see.

JOURNALING

— choose a regular time each day to journal, making it a part of your routine.

— find a quiet, comfortable place free from distractions. light a candle if you want.

— allow your thoughts to flow without censoring or editing.

— write about your feelings and emotions to understand them better. write about things you are thankful for to boost your mood. write about your short-term and long-term goals. identify what triggers certain emotions or reactions

— set a timer for 5-10 minutes and write continuously during that time.

— reflect on both positive experiences and challenges.

— make lists, journal your thoughts on these questions.

— journal at night to clear your mind before bedtime, because emotions and thoughts lose their power once we acknowledge them.

— a gratitude practice may take five minutes, but your mindset will be shifted for the rest of the day.

AFFIRMATIONS

— customise affirmations to your needs.

Personal Life-

WEEKLY TASKS

— initiate small changes: begin with small, manageable tasks such as making your bed or cleaning your room every sunday.

— celebrate your success: reward yourself when you achieve your goals or have a consistently productive week. consider treats like buying flowers for yourself or watching your favorite show.

DAILY WORK

— set achievable goals: establish realistic goals for the day, week, or month ahead.

— track your progress.

— organise your work space, declutter your shelves etc.

— embrace the power of lists: keep a list of tasks to be done and their deadlines. this way, you start each day with a clear plan. to make it visually appealing and motivating, consider using productivity apps like evernote, habit tracker, or notion.

PRODUCTIVITY TIPS

— wake up early.

— plan ahead everything, do scheduling. you can use:

google calendar / notion / tasks .

— if the task takes less than 2 minutes to finish, do it immediately.

— countdown rule, if you are procrastinating, count 1-2-3-4-5 and jump.

— start slow, don't rush and try to do everything at one time.

— follow a proper routine, use app locks based on screentime.

— pomodoro technique, 25 min work, and 5 min break.

— schedule longer break times as well e.g 30 min nap.

[katrinakaulitz]

Things that I simply LOVE 𝜗𝜚˚⋆

lacy bras and pretty lingerie

oatmeal and HOT coffee on rainy days

layering perfumes

putting notes and annotations in books

coming up with code names for the guys that we are talking to

writing letters to my friends even though we talk daily

making playlists for every occasion but its all just Lana

starting chats with "GIRL" to signal urgency

big earrings and too many bracelets

hosting brunch and dinner at my place

shitposting on main

trying a new makeup and actually liking the result

wearing sweats and a bra as my at-home fit

seeing results when dieting and working out

boy gossip after long days of studying lmao

posting ig stories and yapping

making tumblr gifs of myself

decorating for holidays way too early

going to the store and smelling every scented candle until I find the perfect one

same for the tea section. I love tea.

being asked where my clothes are from

when I smile at old people and they smile back

the feeling of your brain being slow and numb after a good study session

staying up to talk to my girls

doing my skincare after a day of not wearing makeup

floortime

having a cold and therefore not feeling guilty for being lazy (unfortunately, I am a workaholic)

tiktok tarot readings that feed into my delusions

these are just things that I PERSONALLY love, and if you get it, were besties. <3

my insta -> @ malusokay

[katrinakaulitz]

[katrinakaulitz]

𝒯ℴ𝓂 𝒷ℯ𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒶 𝒹𝒶𝒹 𝒽ℯ𝒶𝒹𝒸𝒶𝓃ℴ𝓃𝓈 <3

A/n:I THOUGHT THIS WOULD BE SO SO CUTE TO MAKE ENJOY LOVES!! I am so sorry for not posting I’ve been really busy with school 😭

•so when you told Tom he was going to be a dad he was excited he started screaming “OH MY GOD IM GOING TO BE A DAD YES YES” quite literally almost fell and ran over to hug you to death almost squeezing you to tight.

•(I can imagine Tom being a like such a good dad to a baby girl IM JUST SAYING) anyways he was so scared to hold her for the first time cause she looked so fragile he’d be worried he’d drop her “Look at her she’s so cuteeee”

•when she first started walking he’d kneel down ans open his arms towards her

•he’d give her kisses and blow raspberries at her and tickle her non stop

•Tom would definitely be the type of dad to make sure her first words were “dada”

•now this would be so funny like imagine your kid was running away from Tom in a shopping mall and he lost her he would panick “Y/N I DONT KNOW WHERE SHE IS SHE RAN AWAY WHAT DO I DO OH WAIT I FOUND HER ITS OKAY.”

•he would pick her up and spin her around AWHHHH.

•he absolutely adores your kids laugh he’d have this big smile and giggle with her

•he would absolutely spoil her like get her so many things and just adore her

•if your daughter got hurt he would actually beat the kids up he’s so protective of her

•I can definitely see Tom having food fights with your daughter and that would be adorable

•now you were finally a teenager and you’d got your first boyfriend Tom would be very protective “leave the door open no sex no kissing no nothing” I can see him walking past your daughters room every five minutes 😭

•if your daughter wanted him to teach her how to play the guitar he would be so proud

•he would be the best shit talker with her like if there’s someone your daughter doesn’t like Tom doesn’t like them either

•teach your daughter swear words in German 🤨

•I feel like if your kid got in trouble at school Tom would care but then sit down have a talk about it.

•during a concert he would give your daughter a huge shoutout and say that she’s the most precious thing to him 😭🙏

•would definitely be the best dad in the whole world

A/n: this was absolutely so so cute to make Tom would actually be the best dad in the world (I’m right here.) BUT I HOPE YOU GUYS ENJOYED mwah bye cuties <3

[katrinakaulitz]

heyyy how are youu? can you do 2009tom x reader fluff,where tom meets reader’s family for the first time,he meets her niece and nephew,also her brother and etc🥹

tired because exams are coming up and assignments are due but i’m living 😔😔

cw tom is such a family person, he gets along with everyone, heart palpitations bc tom is so cute .

p.s i used fill-in names for y/n family members but i hope you guys don’t mind >.>

𐙚closer 2 u

“come on tomm, it’s really cold..!” you exclaim to your boyfriend as your shivering in your spot at the front door of your parent’s house.

“wait babe i gotta grab the cake i bought,”

he slammed his car door to reveal a somewhat fancy paper bag that presumably carried the cake he was talking about.

“you bought cake? you’re so cute, they’ll definitely love you with or without it though,”

“i know—i just—first impressions y’know?”

you kiss him on the cheek to watch his face turn a rosy palette, knocking on the front door the both of you await for someone to let you in sooner than later.

as the door swung open, you were immediately met with your loving mom.

“hey baby—mwah—” as she kisses you on the cheek, “this must be tom! hello hii welcome to the fam it’s so nice to finally meet you!”

“it’s great to finally meet you too..”

“call me mom!”

“o-okay..! i bought a cake, i hope it you’ll like it,”

“oh how kind of you sweetie, i’ll take that from you! come in come in you guys must be so cold,”

the two of you enter the house you once remembered to love so dearly before you moved out with tom. looking in his direction, you can see him smile ear to ear as his cheeks tint a nice pink.

he’s shy, and nervous, but secretly so happy over the fact that your mom already loves him.

as the two of you converse, you find that tom get’s along with everyone. he met your dad, loves him. your brother and tom both play the guitar, tom offering to even give one of his own to him to which your brother jumps in joy.

aunts and uncles and grandparents treat him as their own, pinching at his cheeks, spoon-feeding him, giving him immense amount of compliments, hugging him as if he were their own blood and the overall coddling of your 20 year old boyfriend.

however, it seems as though one particular individual isn’t so fond of him.

“who the heck is this!? and what’re you doing with y/n??” it appears to be a small boy, probably around the age six or seven, gap toothed and seems to be in a sour mood at the appearance of your boyfriend.

“sammy, this is tom! my boyfriend!”

his face contorts in disapproval, tom pouting to retaliate your nephew’s foul mood.

“no—i don’t like him..”

“hey! you don’t get to talk to my boyfriend like that..”

“tch, whatever.”

you click your tongue and decide to just go prepare and grab plates of food for tomorrow and yourself to eat.

you had to leave before you actually strangled the kid.

“i’ll be back baby i’m just gonna go grab us something to eat ‘kay?” tom nods as you kiss his cheek to leave him in the room with sam.

silence. absolute silence, as they both stood there staring at each other.

“do you love her?” sammy asks.

“i do love her.”

“what do you love about her?”

“everything. she’s my whole world to me, i was hoping to get along with her family, she says it means a lot to her that we do,”

sam twiddles his thumbs within his hands, had he made y/n upset? was he being immature?

one cannot help but feel protective over the aunty that cared for her since he was born.

“you like—really really—love her??”

“really really, sam,”

“ew don’t say my name, but i guess.. i guess i can get to know you,”

“yeah?”

“yeah.”

“but if you ever break y/n’s heart.. i’ll come for you,”

“alright big man, whatever you say,”

tom holds out a fist, sammy hesitates to reciprocate the gesture, with a big cheeky smile, the little boy punches tom’s leg and runs off to god knows where.

“ow..”

as tom rubs his arm to relieve himself of the pain, standing alone, he feels a tug on the jeans he calls pants, way too baggy for him to even touch his legs, but enough that he felt the sensation of pulling at the bottom of them.

he looks down, he spots a little girl, seemingly younger than sammy. in pink frills and two low pigtails, she looks up at tom with beady eyes.

“well hello there child,”

she doesn’t respond. not yet verbal enough to actually make out the words she would’ve wanted to say to him, if there were any at all.

letting go of the pant leg, she makes grabbing motions at tom. to his surprise, it seems as though stranger danger isn’t really a concept to her as it is for sammy.

picking her up in his arm, he carries your niece holding him up to his chest as she sit on his forearm comfortably.

he jumps her up and down in his arms to see her smile, also smiling on his own.

“why aren’t you cute??”

he coos, holding out a finger in front of her, for her to wrap the totality of her hand around his index finger.

tom could feel his heart melt at the sight of how adorable she was.

coming back, you hold two plates in both hands to witness the site of your boyfriend getting along with your niece.

“aren’t you two the sweetest?? seems like you’ve meet lily!”

“she’s so.. cute!”

the little girl cannot help but shy away, hiding her face in tom’s neck.

it doesn’t explicitly show, but it seems as though your niece has taken a very big liking to tom, she definitely thinks hes the cutest boy she’s ever seen.

“hey! don’t go stealing tom from me now, that’s my boyfriend,” you rush to put the plates full of food on the table to tickle at your niece.

she giggles and jolts in tom’s grasp as he attempts to securely hold onto her, lily wrapping her small arms around his neck.

you sulk and cross your arms, she won the battle, but you also cannot help but gawk at the sight of seeing tom hold your niece so lovingly.

“she stole my boyfriend from me,” you scowl as you playfully hit tom’s arm.

chuckling, tom cannot hide the wide grin plastered on to his face, smiling ever so brightly.

“jealous?”

“…yes”

“awww don’t be like that, you’ll have enough of me later,”

your mouth agape as he smirks at you, clearly intending something behind that, you feel anxious, but impatient.

you need to give him a child.

[katrinakaulitz]

hiii <3 ! can you write where it’s tokio hotel x reader but like separately… ( YK ????) 😭😭😭 anyways where the reader pulls their hair or scratches themselves when their stressed or sad ? and then they comfort the reader and calm them down ? ….. i hope this made sense i’m sorry pookie 😞😞.

By Your Side.

Tokio Hotel (2000’s) x Gn!reader<3 (Angst?)

YES OFC BABE! But I thought that I should make these HCs more indistinct so they are Basically just general s/h and Comfort but I hope you don’t mind! ALSO. me and my bbg lo kept coming up with really funny ideas to so I had to include those as well😔💔 the silly ones are all purple.

lo -> (my pookie bear) tysm @bbvoxstar ^_^ 💟💟💟

Warnings/Content: mentions of s/h.

• How each member of Tokio Hotel would comfort you after finding out about your Bad coping skills 😓

Tom

• At first he would get mad for not really knowing what to do.

• maybe some trust issues at first.

• but eventually he would be really understanding and try to help.

• Idk why but i think he would be really chill about it.

• lots of physical affection and silliness to try and distract you.

• Would be really defensive over you if someone were to point out or make fun of your scars (or any type of mark you would get from something)

• He would attempt at braiding your hair to keep you distracted because you kept pulling at it. but he ends up putting it into a knot and he calls Bill up (cause bills a female🥰) and Toms like "HELP OMG" so Bill unknots that shit 😙 Basically its just so funny that your not stressed anymore LOL.

Gustav

• I don't think that he would pick up on it super easily so he would be a bit confused when he first finds out.

• Hes very protective of you already, but he would become even more.

• He would make you watch silly movies together to try and cheer you up.

• Would let you play with his hair (he usually swats your hand away 😒)

• Gustav DEFINITELY likes Madagascar. yall watch Madagascar and he doesnt stop qouting the zebra 💔

Bill

• He would likely pick up on your behavior by himself, so he would end up talking to you to make sure you're alright.

• If he caught you in an act I think he would try to talk you through/out of it.

• Listens well and pays close attention to what you say. He would take it serously and try his best to make sure you trust him

• Would let you cry in his arms fr :(

• Would help you put on bandaids and kiss them😔 (I know That sounds really cringe but you know that you can picture it happening)

• He would be extra touchy and loving to try and comfort you when he knew you needed it to try and keep you from hurting yourself more in the future <3

• Gives you an emo makeover so you can look the part😍

• Writes a song about it :3

Georg

• I feel like if Georg ever saw you pull your hair he would think your on crack but then realize your sad and feel bad. 😓

•Hold your hands

• Speaks really soft and quiet when talking to you

• He’s very reassuring and always reminds you about how much he loves you. (he just gives those vibes yk)

• Checks up on you a lot, sometimes he makes time to do so, and when he can’t he texts you a lot.

y’all I am so sorry if the silly ones are out of pocket we couldn’t help ourselves😭 But srsly if any of you are ever struggling with these sorts of things I understand and am always here to talk 😘

💟 @fishinaband @nyxwritesshit @mikalame @bbvoxstar

[katrinakaulitz]

ᡣ𐭩 UNCLE GEORG

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okay so basically someone in the band had a child with either you or another girl, (we're going to pretend the baby is a girl becouse I can see them be girl uncles/dads more than boys 😭), but nevertheless Georg is an uncle and uhm yeah i think it's adorable

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When he found out someone in the band was going to have a baby he was shocked and a little confused/"angry" on what the band will do now that there's another responsibility up their sleeves. But in the end he got pretty excited and couldn't believe someone got a girl (or you) knocked up 💀

He doesn't entirely know how to hold/hang out with a baby but he tries his best

He loves to tickle her and hear her adorable giggles

He's an extra uncle since the band is like a family 🤭 (crying my eyes out rn)

Likes holding and showing her around: "look who's that in the mirror? it's you!"

He finds her extremely adorable in everything she wears

At first he didn't feel a connection with her. But the more time he spent with her, the more he began to feel like her uncle!

He would spoil her to the core

Always say she's the band's little lucky charm for everything they do

He would play peek-a-boo before a show if she's there

He'd teach her to say things to annoy her father like: "daddy smells!" 💀

When she was still a newborn he would always refuse to hold her at first because he was scared to accidentally hurt her or hold her wrong

Role-playing all the time because she makes him 😭

He would let her do his hair

He's very responsible and gentle

Carry her on his shoulders

He would pick her up in weird ways and make her laugh (like upside down etc lmfao 💀)

Would let her eat candy and let her parents deal with the sugar rush consequences later

His heart melted when the baby's father asked her to say the new word she learned: "uncle Georg"

He would get into play fights with her at the dinner table 😭

He loves having her around

He would kneel down to talk to her

If they're ever at a carnival or whatever, he would try to win prizes for her

He would make her try to eat a lemon

Loves when she runs to him

Loves her little hugs!

Is scared she doesn't like him that much at times 💀 but that worry eventually fades everytime

Prefers her as a toddler more than a baby

Has her sit on his legs

Whenever they ask about her in interviews he's always smiling to the fullest

He wouldn't let anybody hurt or say anything wrong about her

When she's older they would be an iconic duo ngl

He's that family friend that is her found/extra uncle who is fun to be around (ykwim? 😭 it's cute)

He would take her to see the beach or cool places whenever he's babysitting (unusual but not rare)

Would go down the slide with her or push her swing very high until she laughs at the top of her lungs

You see the vision right? 😭

aaaah look what I found 😭 su cuuuteee

[katrinakaulitz]

hii! Can I request like a Tom 2010 smut Headcanons or something, like the reader is a soft girl/ innocent type of aesthetic , of not ty anyway and ilysmm 🫶

⋆｡‧˚ʚ🍓ɞ˚‧｡⋆ 2010! ᴛᴏᴍ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀɴ ɪɴɴᴏᴄᴇɴᴛ ɢɪʀʟꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴꜱ!

SFW

2010! Tom would be super sweet and gentle with his innocent girlfriend.

2010! Tom would treat his sweet little girlfriend like a princess

If he sees anything pink or something that he knows you would like he would immediately be at the counter already.

2010! Tom would be the type to tease you just to see your cute reaction!

2010! Tom loves to see his girl happy.

2010! Tom loves his girlfriends innocent and sweet aura.

2010! Tom would love it if his girlfriend was clingy all the time.

2010! Tom just loves his sweet and innocent girlfriend no matter what.

NSFW

2010! Tom would be the type to be super cocky and happy when he finds out he’s your first

2010! Tom would be so sweet and gentle during your first time.

2010! Tom who just gets rougher and meaner when you do it more often.

2010! Tom would be the type to say “doing s’good f’me, schatz.” “Are you sure this is your first time? Sicher scheint es nicht so zu sein.” “Such a cute little baby f’me hmm? All for me.” “So pretty.. f-fuck— so pretty like this under me.”

2010! Tom would treat you like an absolute pillow princess during sex.

2010! Tom would always ask for permission to cum inside you.

2010! Tom would be the type to pepper your face in gentle kisses when he’s close.

2010! Tom just loves your sweet little pussy.

ᴅᴀɴᴋᴇ ꜱᴄʜöɴ, ꜱᴇɴᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ʀᴇQᴜᴇꜱᴛꜱ ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ! ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʟʟ, ꜱᴛᴀʏ ꜱᴀꜰᴇ.

[katrinakaulitz]

Can we get Tom and Bill + Georg x adriana Lima reader pls❤❤

It's ok if you don't do it!

pairing: Tom, Bill & Georg x fem! reader

genre: fluff (hints of smut)

summary: you're a victoria's secret angel that's known practically globally, and three boys from the same band seem to take interest in you...headcanons!

a/n: I PUT YOUR REQUEST OFF FOR SOOO LONG IM SO SORRY and yes i am reusing gifs SHUSHSHSUSHUSHS

✮ Tom Kaulitz

-you and his first meeting was when he decided to attend one of the victoria's secret fashion shows. he sat front row.

-when it was your turn to walk, his jaw dropped. i mean dropped. he was staring at you, open mouth and shit.

-he was completely mesmerized that he didn't even think about the other models. he was fixated on YOU.

-when the show was over, he asked one of his security guard friends to hand you a note with his phone number.

-out of curiousity, you texted him and he responded.

-man was like, punching the air and shit when you texted him.

-you both continued talking and then he asked you out on a date.

-one date turned into two, and two turned into three, and so on.

-he soon became your biggest fan and would attend every show you walked in.

-you would scan for him in the crowd and then blow him the kiss.

-he would smile like an idiot when you would.

-one time you waved to him during a show and reporters caught it, and that's the story about how your private relationship turned public.

-he wrote countless (almost) erotic songs about you and people were began to speculating.

-he fondles your tits to fall asleep.

-he buys all the lingerie you wear and makes you wear them.

-and then he fucks you stupid in them.

-his definition of sexy turned into YOU.

✮ Bill Kaulitz

-he was actually dragged to a show by Tom and though he didn't really want to go, he still enjoyed it.

-and then he met you.

-everything in his brain shut off and he was simply staring. you noticed, and blew him a kiss.

-and he was like "holy shit"

-Tom made fun of him the entire time and he's just thinking about you over and over again, even when he was supposed to be asleep.

-he was pretty upset he didn't stay until later to get your number.

-but then he noticed you in the crowd when he was doing his humanoid tour in Italy and was like ":o"

-he was frantically pointing at you (discreetly) to Tom and he was like "yeah go get her number"

-"r u fucking crazy i cant do that"

-"STOP BEING A PUSSY JUST GO GET IT"

-you went to his afterparty and he pulled a lot of strings to get you into the backroom with him.

-you found him cute, the way he was playing with his fingers, and you made the first move via giving him a kiss on the lips.

-and then it turned into a make out session.

-and then sex.

-you did not walk the walk of shame when you exited the hotel, you walked the walk of PRIDE.

-then he started being caught in your shows and then a lot of rumours happened.

-it was supposed to stay rumours, but a lot of things started getting messy so he addressed the rumours.

-you and him were dating heehee

-he loves it when you wear lingerie, but he loves it even more when you wear his clothes.

-he likes to caress your curves and map them out when you hide your body under his baggy shirt, and often times it turns into sex.

(its hard to find a gif for Georg, especially for the humanoid era)

-he rarely goes to shows like these, but he was invited so he decided "ok fuck it why not"

-he wasn't all that interested, until you came out.

-he was completely yours the minute you blew a kiss to him.

-he loved how you walked, with confidence and bounce, and every inch of you was perfection to him.

-he decided to ask around for your name and he got it.

-he did his research, and became a fan of yours.

-you and him met again at a celebrity party and he chatted you up.

-he was definitely friendly, and you liked how he wasn't awkward at all, unlike the other men who tried to talk to you.

-you gave him your number, kissed his cheek, and told him to call you before leaving the party.

-the next morning, he did call you while you were eating breakfast.

-a lot of conversations later, he asked you out, and you accepted it.

-there wasn't a lot of rumours, but he did hint at you a lot.

-i.e when a reporter would ask about certain things like, if he was trapped in an island, who would he bring, and he would say, "my girlfriend."

-that was practically all he talked to you about.

-his first priority is you, and if you wanted a private relationship, he would give.

-that meant he wouldn't attend your shows in real time, mostly just watch them when they got streamed on MTV or something.

-sometimes when he sees a certain lingerie you modeled in that he likes, he'd buy it and then ask you to give him a show with it.

-and then he'd fuck you until you couldn't attend any of the rehearsals.

[katrinakaulitz]

can you please do where Tom and Bill having kids at the same time,Tom had a son and Bill had a daughter,the fandom calls them Tom and Bill jr. because they literally look exactly like them. and their dad's reaction when they created a band and they didn't tell them because they thought it's embarrass

(I'm making this short because I'm suck at English)

TOM AND BILL - FLUFF

this is such a cute request.

THEIR KIDS ARE LIKE 11/12 IN THIS!!!!!

Tom and Bill Kaulitz - Following In Our Footsteps

Tom and Bill both had kids around the same time. They wanted to do that so they would be raised like siblings. They wanted their kids to carry on the same legacy they had.

And that’s what they did. Tom’s child was born just a couple days before Bill’s. It’s ironic because Tom is the older twin.

But they did everything together. When Tom was busy he would give his child to Bill to take care off. And the same with Bill.

BILLS POV-

My daughter Kimberly (iykyk) and Tom’s son Nick (iykyk) were having a sleepover. It was their 50th sleepover of the year and I was hosting it.

Tom came over to drop Nick off and hang out with me while the kids have their time.

“What’s up Tom.” I bring my brother in for a hug.

“Hey Bill, nothing much.” He moved aside to let Nick in.

“Kimberly!” Nick shouts from the door as he spots her.

“Nick!” My daughter shouts from behind me as they run to each other, hugging as if they hadn’t seen each other for years.

“Wow you guys are really excited.” I comment on their childish ways.

“But I haven’t seen him in like, forever.” She says sassily.

“I know it’s been like yearsss.” Nick dreads and adds on.

“Ok kiddos, go upstairs and play.” Tom says already getting tired of their little games.

The kids smile at each other and they run up the stairs laughing their head off. “They’re crazy.” I shake my head and cross my arms.

“Agreed.”

NICKS POV-

“Ok what should we do Kim?” I ask my little cousin as we sit in her room on her fluffy pink carpet.

“Umm I don’t know? Maybe draw?” She requests raising an eyebrow and throwing her hands up.

“Mmm but we always draw I wanna do something different.” I debate wanting to to something that we haven’t done yet.

“Ooo I have an idea! Let’s create a band, like our dads!” I have a cheeky smirk on my face knowing that my dad taught me how to play a little bit of guitar.

“That’s an amazing idea! I know how to play a little guitar and you have a good voice.” I jump with excitement.

“Thank you. But first we need a name.” She starts to think. Looking at her celling for ideas.

“I know, I know. What about Berlin Kidz?” I say.

“That’s perfect!” She gleams. “Now we need to get a microphone and a guitar. How are we going to do that?”

“Wait. Don’t you have a little play microphone uncle Bill gave you?” I ask knowing she got one for Christmas last year.

“Omg yes! I do.” She jumps up and goes to her small toy box. Rummaging through the toys and scouting for the play microphone. “Found it.” She holds it up in the air.

It’s a pink and orange colour with white glitter around the edges. “That’s perfect.” I comment.

“Okay Nick, did you bring your guitar?” She asks crossing her fingers in hope.

“Let me ask my dad hold on.” My open the door and run down the stairs where I see my dad and uncle Bill on the couch.

“Dad.”

“Yeah, what do you need Nick?” He turns around from the couch and looks at me.

“Did we bring my little guitar? I want to show Kimberly a song I made up.” I move back and forth on my feet.

“Yeah buddy, it’s in the car, here’s the keys and make sure to lock the door when you’re done.” He goes into his pocket and gets the keys. Handing them to me.

“Thank you dad.” I go out the front door and to our car. Unlocking it and going into the back seat where it was laying across the seats.

I grab it and close the car door, locking it and going back inside. “Here you go.” I throw my dad the keys and go upstairs.

“Hey Kimberly, I have my guitar.” I show her the wooden guitar in my hands sitting on the chair in her room and positioning the guitar on my lap.

“Amazing, do you have a riff?” She stands next to me.

“Well I’ve been working on this one melody and maybe you can think of lyrics for it?” I strung the guitar once to make sure it’s tuned.

“Okay let’s see it.”

I start to strum the guitar. Playing all the notes that my dad has taught me, alining them into a rhythm that I’ve made over the weeks.

She starts humming to the melody humming little words under her breath. “Okay I think I got it.” She stops me and starts singing to lyrics.

(I’m not making lyrics to just imagine it.)

TOMS POV-

As me and Bill are talking on his couch we start to hear singing and guitar. I know Nick wanted to show Kimberly a song but I don’t know that singing was involved.

“Hold on Bill, do you hear that?” I interrupt him talking we both pause, listening to the kids.

“Omg Tom, they’re making a song. Kimberly is singing and Nick is playing guitar.” His eyes shot open.

“They’re really good together. Let’s so see them.” I suggest.

“Wait, let me go up there and get a video, I want to post it on instagram. Stay here.” He gets up and grabs his phone.

BILLS POV-

I slowly walk to Kimberly’s room and crack the door open just a little so I can get a better look. Going to instagram and opening the camera I start to record them.

Making sure I don’t make any noise I stay outside if the door and peak my phone inside the room, capturing their little performance.

After about 30 seconds I stop recording and walk back downstairs. “Tom I got it!” I whisper-yell and sit back next to him on the couch.

“Show me.” I give him my phone and he presses play on the video. Smiling when he sees Nick playing the guitar riff he told him about. “I taught him out to do that.” He says pointing.

“It’s the cutest thing ever.” I take the phone from him and start typing a caption to the video.

It reads: ‘Following in our footsteps’ with a heart emoji. I tag Tom in the caption and post it. “Omg this is going to blow up.” I laugh and we go back to talking.

THE NEXT DAY + KIMBERLYS POV-

It’s the next day. Me and Nick finished our song and Uncle Tom went home last night after dinner. Now it was time for Nick to go home as well since his dad was here to pick him up.

“Bye Nick, I’ll see you probably next week.” I give him a hug.

“Bye Kimberly, hop-“ He gets cut off by my dad.

“Before you guys say goodbye, me and Uncle Tom want to show you something.” Me and Nick both look at each other in confusion. What did they want to show us?

Then my dad pulls out his phone and shows us a video. It’s me and Nick playing our song!

“Dad!” I cover my face in embarrassment, my grace turning pink.

“Uncle Bill!” Nick whines as well turning fully around and also throwing his hands onto his face.

“But you guys were so cute! Our fans are calling you guys Tom and Bill jr. it’s the best thing ever.” He protests and closes out of the video.

“I think you guys sound beautiful, maybe you could give us a performance?” Uncle Tom wiggles his eyebrows smirking and teasing us about our little ‘band’ we made.

“Okay maybe.” Nick says laughing at his facial expressions.

“Perfect, well it was nice having you here Nick. Bye guys.” My dad hugs Uncle Tom and Nick.

“Bye Uncle Tom.” I give him a hug. “Bye Nick.” I wave at him as they walk through the door.

SO FUCKING CUTE OMG. the band name is kinda of cringe but it’s okay.

ALSO THANK YOU GUYS FOR ALL THE LOVE SND SUPPORT. I CAME BACK FROM SCHOOL WITH 99+ NOTIFICATIONS. I FELT LIKE A CELEBRITY.

BYE BBYS<3

[katrinakaulitz]

Can you make one about Tokio hotel with a big titty gf fluff /smut

yes 😈 i love this

Tokio Hotel x fem reader with big tits

tags/ warnings: nsfw, suggestive topics, slight slut-shaming

MDNI!

a/n: thank you! requests are open

Tom:

Always staring down, taking quick glances, eyeing them with such lust it makes him go absolutely insane.

When you wear little crop tops that show your cleavage, he won't let you leave the house, defensive that other men are going to stare and their only for his eyes and his eyes only (😩)

During sex, his attention is always on them, whether he's just looking or taking them whole in his mouth, he loves them and always take care of them

When you guys are showering together after, he always washes them from behind, rubbing his hands over them, testing the waters of loving and lustful, making you melt every single time.

He may look at them more than you 😏

Bill:

Like tom, is very protective, scared other men will catcall you, be rude, commenting on them, so he always has you wear baggy clothes, stealing tom's and saying "here take this, we're leaving in ten" (such a gentleman)

When tom has to wash his clothes, he will cover you when you both are out, shielding you from potential gross men who have the nerve to say anything

Wearing anything slightly revealing, however, makes him go crazy, and immediately drags you to the bed, tearing it off and degrading you little crazy, example: "you little slut", "really that needy for me?" "dirty girl, you make me go insane"

The caring, gentle bill is gone when you both are in bed, taking advantage of them, tugging them between his teeth, letting his lips run across the skin, pinching them making you wince. He never lets up on them.

After, he will rub them soothingly, leaving small kisses along them, loving to hear the little gasps from your throat.

Georg:

Never, ever lets anyone else even glance at them, when you are dating him, every part of you is his, and for his pleasure only.

Will take you shopping for lingerie so when you are together in bed, he can slowly reveal them to his lustful, hungry eyes. They are his favorite part of you, and he takes care of them with such love it makes you melt underneath him.

When he wants to be a sub, he'll run his hands over them, rubbing them, doing anything to get a reaction out of you, and when he does, he's over the moon, doing it multiple times to get the same face and noise.

Fondling them while you are asleep when he is restless, knowing they'll calm him down, loving how you squirm underneath his touch.

(extra: will let his head rest between them while your riding him, savoring the feeling of how they bounce around in his face)

Gustav:

Softest man on the planet, absolutely. Not very overprotective, letting you have the freedom you deserve, but doesn't like when other men say disgusting things to you.

Cries with you when they get to you too much, like a "you're gonna make me cry when you cry" type of thing. He will hold you close to him, rubbing small circles over your back.

However, he will glance at them sometimes, quick and without you noticing. I have a feeling he's sneaky and very good at it.

Knows every button in you to make you moan when he touches them, sliding them through his fingers, running his soft hands across them. You adore when he does this.

He's never rough with you, ever. He loves to make you feel good, and even when he's topping, he can still seem like a sub.

hope you enjoyed! thank you again for requesting! 😘 🫶

[katrinakaulitz]

heyy hru?? can you 2009tom x reader fluff,where tom is babysitting readers sister(or brother)?

absolutely, yes, of course 💋💋💋

(i'm having baby fever from that rn)

Babysitting (Tom kaulitz x fem reader)

Thank you for the request!! ❤️❤️

Summary: you invite tom to watch your baby sitter while you run errands.

tags/ warnings: none!

Tom's POV:

I was minding my own business, just lounging on the couch and watching some TV when I got a text from y/n. She wanted to know if I could come over and hang out with her for a bit. Her little sister was feeling under the weather and she had some errands to run. Of course, I agreed without hesitation. I mean, I've known y/n for years, and I've always enjoyed spending time with her and her family. Plus, who doesn't love hanging out with a cute baby sister?

So, I quickly threw on a hoodie and made my way over to her place. When I arrived, she was already there, sitting on the couch with her sister in her lap. The little thing was sound asleep, and y/n had this warm, motherly smile on her face that I couldn't help but find endearing. I took a seat next to her and asked her how her sister was feeling. "Not too bad," she replied. "But I just want to make sure she's comfortable while I'm gone." And with that, she handed me the sleeping bundle of joy.

I cradled her in my arms, feeling her tiny weight against my chest. Her cheek was warm, and her breath was so light and gentle. I couldn't help but smile as I looked down at her. "She's really something, isn't she?" I said to y/n, my voice filled with admiration. "She's just like you, you know." Y/n blushed a little and looked away, but I could tell she was secretly pleased by the compliment.

We chatted for a while as we waited for her to wake up, and I learned that her sister's name was l/n. Y/n told me all about how she was growing up, about her favorite toys and books, and about how much she loved to dance. It was easy to see that y/n was an amazing big sister, always looking out for her little sister and making sure she was happy.

When l/n finally woke up, y/n helped her sit up and gave her a sippy cup of milk. The baby took a few sips before looking up at me with those big, trusting eyes. "She likes you," y/n laughed. "She always does this with guys she likes." I couldn't help but feel a little flustered by her comment, but I tried to play it cool.

Together, we spent the next few hours watching cartoons, reading stories, and playing with some of l/n's toys. She was such a happy baby, always smiling and laughing, and it was impossible not to fall in love with her. I could tell that y/n was happy too, knowing that her sister was in good hands while she was gone.

The time flew by, and before I knew it, y/n was back home, carrying a bunch of groceries. She thanked me profusely for watching her sister and helping her out. "It was no trouble at all," I assured her. "I had a great time. Your sister is such a sweetheart." She smiled warmly, her cheeks reddening again.

As she began to put away the groceries, I offered to help. "No, no," she insisted. "You've done enough already." But I insisted, and we worked side by side, chatting and laughing as we put away the food and organized the cabinets. It felt like we were old friends, comfortable in each other's company.

The rest of the afternoon flew by, and before I knew it, it was time for me to head home. I thanked y/n again for inviting me over and for letting me spend time with her and l/n. "Oh, it's no trouble at all," she said with a smile. "I'm just glad I could trust you with my little sister. You really are a sweetheart yourself." Her words made me feel warm inside.

As I stood to leave, I bent down to say goodbye to l/n, giving her a little kiss on the cheek. "Thanks for taking care of her today, Tom," y/n said, a smile in her voice. "I know she had a blast with you." I smiled back at her, feeling a bit bashful, but also really happy.

A/n: aghh I loved this

[katrinakaulitz]

Hii ^^ you know how Tom is all flirty and all,so the reader is a part of their friend group and Tom keeps flirting with her but she matches his energy perfectly and gives him an attitude yk making him feel a little intimidated,then when they’re alone he “confronts” her about all the flirting and they end up fucking lol

Hope you like writing about this idea!!!☺️

TOM - SMUT

THANK YOU FOR THE REQUEST. MAKE SURE YOU SEND MORE FOR ME BBYS. ENJOY.

Tom Kaulitz - True Self

Ever since 2003, me and the whole band of Tokio Hotel have been inseparable. We did almost everything together. Except for me being in their band but that’s beside the point.

Today we were all hanging out together. We always had days where we would take the day off and spend time with one another. I personally LOVED these days because it made me feel closer to them. It helped me debrief from my life.

For today we decided that they would come over to my house, swim, and just hang for the day.

‘Ding dong’ the doorbell rang and I instantly shot up from the couch and ran to the door. I opened it and saw Bill, Gustav, Georg, and lastly Tom. All standing there in shorts and T-shirt’s with their bags. “Hi guys!” I kind of shouted and pulled bill into a tight hug.

“Omg hi y/n.” Bill said as we released from the hug and I moved on to greet everyone else.

“Hi gussy” I hugged my favourite of the group, Gustav. God was he sweet.

“What’s up curious Georg.” I giggled at the nickname I gave him years ago when he said he was obsessed with curious George.

Finally Tom stepped up to the door and I looked him up and down. Secretly I thought he was kind of cute but I never said anything because I feared it would mess up the friend group.

“Hi Tommy.” I lowly said, trying to seduce him and make him have a taste of his own flirty medicine.

“Hey y/n.” He pulled me into a hug and I made sure to wrap my arms around his neck and nuzzle my face slightly into his neck. He wrapped his arms around my waist inching closer to my ass.

Usually when he would try and do that I would slap him lights across the face but this time I let it happen.

When we pulled away from the hug he was looked at me funny. Not in a weird way but in a ‘you never let me do that’ way. I just smiled and moved to the side he could fully come inside and I could close the door.

When i walked outside and into my backyard everyone was almost done unpacking. “Hey guys. I have snacks that I made and drinks for everyone. I’m going to bring them out. Be right back.”

“Okay.” They all said and I walked back inside and gathered all the snacks and drinks that I prepared for them.

I was walking back to the backyard when I saw Tom out the corner of my eye. He was just standing there and eying me down.

“What do you need Tom?” I asked him and stopped to look him dead on the eyes.

“You.” He stared back and fiddled with his lip ring.

I will admit. I did blush’s a little. “Then have me.” I replied and his eyes went wide and his jaw dropped a little.

He totally wasn’t expecting me to respond. Because usually I don’t.

“Just shut up.” He tried to not let it get to him but I just laughed at him being embarrassed and walked outside.

He soon followed and went to play with all of the other boys.

I was wearing a bikini underneath my clothes. I wanted to go in the pool so, I took off my shirt and shorts and walked toward the pool.

The whole time I was getting undressed Tom was staring at me like he was a deer in headlights. I didn’t mind it all I did was stare at him back and winked at him. He then turned his head and focused on the ground.

Gustav pulled me into the pool with him and we started to splash each other. “Omg Gustav sto-“ I was cut off by another if splash from Georg joining in with us.

“HAHA” Gustav and Georg laughed at me basically being drown by being splashed.

“Omg you guys… are going to kill me.” I said in between coughs and laughs.

“Bill come join us.” Georg called bill over while he was just enjoying the sun.

“Ugh fine.” Bill gave in and took of his sunglasses and cannonballed in to the pool. Making everyone get soaked.

“Tom get in!” I yelled at him to hang with us but he just rolled his eyes and ripped his shirt off. Woah.

Instead of him going into the big pool he went into the hot tub and sulked.

I had an idea.

I got out of the big pool while the rest of the boys were fighting and killing each other, too busy to realize what’s happening. I jogged to the hot tub and got in.

“I like the blue on your shorts.” I sent Tom a sweet grin and got a little closer to him.

He doesn’t move but instead complimented me back. “I think you look cute in that tiny ass bikini.”

“Thanks babe.” I said softly and got out of the hot tub. He just at there in shock. Mouth wide open and eyes following my every move.

After about one hour of playing outside and in the pool I went inside to go to the bathroom. “I’ll be right back guys. Give me 10 minutes.”

“Alright.” Gustav said.

“Be quick.” Bill said.

I made it to my room and into the connected bathroom. I did my business and just as I was about to walk out I noticed Tom in the hallway leading into my room.

We exchanged looks and he walked closer to me. I just let him in my room. Not arguing or anything.

He caught up to me and brought his hands to my bare waist. “What were you trying to do back there.”

“Nothing. What are you talking about?” I was ‘confused’

“You know what you were doing. Calling me ‘babe’ and winking at me, staring at me, just being weird.” His voice was getting deeper and more intense.

“I was just being myself. Nothings weird.” I said nonchalantly, acting as if nothing was happening.

“Stop acting dumb. You know what you were doing to me. Don’t lie.” His grip got harder. Piercing into my skin.

“To-“ He kissed me.

I sunk into the kiss following his movements. He moved his hand back down to my ass grabbing it. As I whined into the kiss he shoved his tongue into my mouth. Exploring, he walked until the back of my knees hit the edge of my bed.

I broke the kiss. “What now?” I smirked.

“Shut up.” Tom demeaned and he took off his shorts. Leaving him in his boxers and climbed on top of me and kissed me again.

I put my hands in his chest and his hands worked his way to the back of my bikini top. He untied the knot and slipped it off of me.

“So beautiful.” He said and started to kiss around my boob and squeezed around the other.

I sighed and my hand went to his boxers, palming him. Gaining some sort of confidence and dominance over him.

He, for a moment, stopped playing with my boobs and sighed as me palming him. He looked at me with pleading eyes and I knew what he was hinting at.

I pushed him off of me and straddled his lap, grinding. He took hold of my hips and guided me.

We both whined at our heats grinding against each other. “Suck me.” Tom said out of the blue.

I stopped my movements and stared at him. Then I made my way down his legs and in between them. Getting hold of the waistband of his boxers and pulled them down slowly.

“Fuck.” He whispered as I let his dick free from its restraints. Instantly grabbing it and stroking it. He jolted at my slow motion.

I spit on his tip to get it lubricated. He hummed at my spit running down his hard dick. I spread it all around his dick and started to kitty lick the tip. He shivered under my touch.

“Come on Liebe. Stop teasing.” Tom whined.

I looked at him through my lashes and slowly took his tip into my mouth. He let out a deep breath from the sudden pleasure.

As I started to go faster and faster he got more whiny. “Fuck your so good for me.”

I moved my hand to jerk off the rest I couldn’t fit in my mouth. He grabbed my hair and made it into a ponytail guiding my mouth further down his dick.

My gurgles and chokes were making vibrations on his member. He groaned every time he felt his tip hit the back of my throat.

His stomach flexed as he got closer to his high. His hand that was gripping my hair got stronger and his movements on my head were harsher.

“Make me cum princess.” He groaned out and I took this opportunity to start deep throating him.

He let out strings of curses and groans as I took full control over him. “I’m gonna cum. Don’t s-stop.”

I took my mouth off his dick and, with a fast pace, I began to jerk him off. “Come on baby cum for me.” I praised him as he let out a loud final groan. I caught all of his pleasure in my mouth and I rode out his high.

He was panting recovering from his climax. “So sweet.” I giggled and crawled toward him catching him in another kiss.

“That was so good. Can you do one for me baby?” He asked. I nodded and took of my bikini bottoms. His breath hitched at the sight of my wet pussy.

His finger came to my folds and he ran his finger down my slit, tasting my wetness. “Your even sweeter darling.”

He then flipped me over so he was on top. He kissed from my jaw to my neck creating purple and red hickeys all across my neck. He trailed down to my collar and boobs. Marking me with his mouth.

My hand was caught all up in his lose dreads as he kissed from down my body. He stopped right above my clit. Looking up at me with doe eyes and placing a firm kiss to it. My eyes closed at his wet lips on my clit.

“You gonna let me fuck you sweets?” He raised an eyebrow at me.

“Yes Tom. Fuck me.”

He smirked at me and placed himself at my entrance. Rubbing his still hard dick up and down my folds.

He then pushed his tip inside of me. I huffed out a hard breath, looking up at him. He gave me a reassuring smile and continued to push himself all the way in. Stopping when he bottomed out in me.

“God you’re so big.” I whimpered and he came down to kiss me again. Staying on top of me while our faces were inches away from each other.

“You’re so wet and warm for me.” He took hold of my hand and pecked me on the forehead. “I’m gonna start to move, okay?” I nodded and he started to thrust.

I lightly moaned at him slowly thrusting inside of me. He kept looking between where our bodies met and my eyes sending me comforting looks to make sure that was everything was okay.

“Tom.” I breathed out.

“Yes baby.” He looked at me.

“Faster…please.”

He pecked me and started to go faster. Going deeper inside of me. My hand squeezing his when he hit that soft spot inside of me.

The sounds of skin clapping and the wet noises emerging from our heats kept him going. My moans and whimpers turning him on even more. The way he would twist his hips to hit a different spot inside of me. Everything was perfect.

“Shit Tom. You feel so good.” I moaned and I let go of his hand and wrapped both of my arms around his neck.

He grunted at my words and went faster. His body now slamming into me. Our breathing got heavier and his grip on my body tightened. His dick hitting all the right angles and places inside of me. He bit his lip when he felt his tip hit that spongey spot inside of me.

“Fuck, im gonna cum. Cum with me y/n.” Tom looked me in my eyes and squeezed my hips.

He brought a hand down to my clit and rubbed soft circles. I almost screamed at him pounding me and rubbing my clit at the same time. His movements were skilled I couldn’t hold on any longer.

I shut my eyes and dug my head into his neck lightly biting and sucking on his neck to release some of the built up pressure inside of me.

He heavily sighed as I bit on his shoulder as my legs snaked around his hips and he hit a new spot inside of me. Making me moan out louder than ever before.

“Tom I’m gonna fucking cum.” I warned him and moaned as he rubbed harsher circles on my clit.

“Me too baby, shit- cum with me.” Thrusting a couple more times we both came undone.

He rode out our highs and I let me head fall back onto the pillow behind me. He pulled out, I hissed at the cold air rushing to my warm hole.

“Are you okay? Did I hurt you?” Tom came and laid next to pulling my head in’s to his chest as I caught my breath.

“Yeah Tom, I’m good. Are you okay?” I wanted him to also be okay.

“Yeah, yeah I’m fine.” I turned over and nuzzled my face into his neck, kissing every now and then. His hand came to my back and he stroked my back up and down to calm me down.

“Omg.” My head shot up. “What about the boys?” I stressed about what they were going to say. We were almost gone for 30 minutes.

“Don’t know, don’t care… let’s just lay here okay?” He brought my head back down into his chest and continued with his hand going up and down my back.

“Ok Baby.” I smiled and closed my tired eyes.

WOOP WOOP. kinda shit though. IT WAS FUN TO WRITE JUST KINDA HARD. THANK YOU FOR THE CHALLENGING REQUEST BB. SEND MORE BABES🤪 LOVE YOU ALL.

BYE BBYS <3

[katrinakaulitz]

hii can u pls do c0ckwarming with tom omg

STAY STILL - T. KAULITZ

synopsis: tom can’t wait any longer, but knows that you are too tired to fix his problem the way he wants you to. but you can’t deny the need slowly becoming mutual so, you decide to meet him halfway, and he doesn’t complain.

content: smut (not full sex, just what the req says lol)

a/n: thanku for the req!! SO SORRY FOR NOT POSTING, hopefully this makes up for it! literally screaming and giggling whilst writing this (help), also the way he moves his tongue in this vid HELLO (need it inside me) ++there won’t be a part two (don’t hate me!) my upload schedule is just too irregular, i have a ton of requests and just don’t think i’d be able to write one, in the future if i’m less busy i may come back to this!!

“please baby, i’ll do all the work, i promise.” tom pleads for probably the tenth time, digging his head into the crook of my neck and placing open-mouthed kisses onto the skin, whining lowly against it. any other time, i would’ve given in the second his lips made contact with my neck, and he knows this, deciding to try his luck once again. however right now, the circumstances don’t work in tom’s favour, much to his annoyance. i am too tired to even properly decline his request, sighing loudly and shaking my head as my eyes flutter closed. this isn’t enough for tom, my lack of response not a concrete ‘no’, this all he needs to press himself against me once more, hoping that it would be just enough to push me toward that three letter word he has been longing for me to say. whilst our proximity doesn’t do that just yet, the frequent motion of tom’s hips rocking against my waist reminds me just how desperate he is, the hardness evident through his boxers - not that the cotton left much to be imagined anyway.

“baby i’m tired, tomorrow, okay?” i sigh out, half-heartedly pushing tom away as a frustrated groan leaves his lips. though he fails to see the mischievous grin that spreads across my face with the small push that i place to his chest when he flops beside me, clearly not understanding what i am doing. honestly, i wouldn’t have minded lazy sex - tom never complains when he does all the work and, if i give in, it will make him shut up, his whining already getting on my nerves, whether he is trying to irritate me or not. but, watching the way his face furrows in utter frustration, wincing every so often at the pain that begs for a release from underneath his boxers, gives me the motivation to tease him just a little more - but in the end, i am more than willing to give him what he wants, or at least, meet in the middle.

“fuck.” he mutters under his breath, wincing a little at my response, eyes squeezing shut as his chest heaves up and down, loud and shaky breaths escaping his lips, making it hard to close my eyes and finally fall asleep. i know that he won’t give up yet, so, i lay silently, wondering how long it will take for him to continue pleading me to let go and give him what he wants. and, as expected, not even two minutes pass before his hand snakes around my waist from behind? his body pressing itself firmly against my back.

“this isn’t gonna go away baby, shit- i’m sorry, just, please…let me do something.” he sighs out, a low whine following his plea, hand firmly squeezing my waist whilst his head buries itself into my neck, teeth digging into the skin softly. “fuck- need you so bad, please.”

a small laugh leaves my lips, stifled quickly once i purse them shut, thinking out loud as my amusement towards his desperation quickly becomes evident. tom stops his slow kisses against my neck, whipping his head upward in confusion, failing to see how i could possibly be laughing right now. “what’s so funny? seriously schatz, this fucking hurts. please, just let me take care of it. i won’t be long, just need to feel you.”

his voice reduces to a mumble, eyebrows knitting together once again, though a wave of relief visibly washes over his expression when i roll my eyes, sighing in -totally forged- annoyance, though he doesn’t recognise that. all he realises is that he is getting something, not even completely sure what, but in this moment, anything at all would be enough for him to release - he is far too desperate to be picky. soon enough, he hauls himself up, hurriedly undoing the button of his oversized jeans and tugging them from his frame, carelessly throwing them onto the floor. and god, if i had thought his problem looked bad through the denim, then i am quickly proven wrong, the firm print of his dick through his boxers almost painfully prominent. his hand brushes against it, the cotton of his underwear now creating more friction, his head falling backward as a low groan sounds from the back of his throat, showing just how sensitive he really is, and now i know that it won’t take a lot to give him what he craves.

he quickly moves to climb on top of me, not getting far as my hand rests flat against his bare chest, halting his movement. his eyebrows furrow in confusion, mouth opening to protest my resistance, though i interject, deciding that if he wants me that badly, then he shouldn’t complain about how he gets me.

“mmm, no. sit back baby, i want to try something.” i whisper, teeth grazing the skin just below his ear, tongue running over it afterward as his eyes flutter open and closed, mouth hanging open with a small smirk on his face. he nods his head quickly, sliding backward until his upper half rests against the headboard, head tilted upward and legs sprawled onto the bed. his hands however, fail to be so still, reaching outward hopelessly and grabbing me by my waist, fingers digging into the flesh as he pulls me on top of him.

he winces loudly once i sit directly on top of his chest, the sound soon turning into a low moan, mouth dropping downward into an ‘o’ shape at the dangerously addictive mix of pain and pleasure that i give him. i smirk in satisfaction at his desperation, finding it almost pitiful, watching intently at the way his eyes flutter, on the verge of closing, though they manage to stay half lidded, soon shooting open when my small fingers make contact with the waistband of his boxers. his breathing becomes more erratic, hands flying to my hips once more, chest rising up and down at an even faster pace. right now, wearing only a small pair of shorts and crop top appears to work perfectly in my favour, and tom’s, as his hands reach to pull the strap down, lips soon attaching themselves to my breast, whilst my own hands move my shorts down my body, tugging tom’s boxers down soon after.

his eyes are fixed on where our bodies connect once i line myself up, sliding down onto him at an agonisingly slow pace, wincing slightly at the feeling of being stretched out, going from being totally empty to so full within the space of a few seconds. tom is way out of it, and had been ever since i began to sink onto him, his mouth uttering low curses and grunts under his breath, nails digging into the flesh of my waist, teeth occasionally digging into his bottom lip.

“fuck schatz, yeah…you’re so tight, so good for me.” he utters when i bottom out, though his satisfaction doesn’t last long, eyes quickly opening once he realises that i am not moving, instead staying still with him still inside of me. he decides against questioning my behaviour, his hips beginning to thrust upwards as a slow pace, incoherent whines leaving his lips as he does so.

“ah ah ah…” i begin, lifting my hips upward and almost completely off of him, hand moving to rest firmly against his chest. he slows his movements, pushing my hips so that he is inside of me once again. “no moving baby, just let me sit. stay still, okay?”

i clench around him unconsciously, moaning quietly as he groans under his breath, clearly holding back from snapping his hips upward again. “fuck baby, you’re fucking killing me, you know that?” he confesses, shaking his head slowly, eyes lustful as they stare into my own, the pools of brown silently communicating exactly what he wants to do, the intent behind them nothing close to innocent. but, no matter how tempting it sounds to let him take control, to reverse the roles and have me pinned beneath him, thrusting in and out of me whilst muttering confirmations of how good i feel, how perfect i am, i enjoy seeing him like this, completely helpless underneath me, begging for something, anything, other than the teasing that i keep up, and i don’t intend on giving in.

“you wanted this, right?” i taunt, lips curving upward into an innocent smile, my thoughts anything but, aware of what i am doing, the frustration that takes over his expression proof of my success. “i thought you wanted me, like this…” my voice is low and suggestive, thick as honey, words as addictive as a drug, and he continues to take them all in. my lips make contact right next to his ear, slowly kissing just below it, digging my teeth in afterward, his hips jolting upward at the sensation. and if that wasn’t enough, when i adjust myself on top of him, moving my lips ever so slightly, that is when he loses it, head quickly rolling backward, mouth dropping open, a deep groan sounding from the back of his throat.

“oh my god, fuck- you’re driving me insane, please just- do something.” his voice is shaky, cut off by small groans, his tongue coming outward to play with his lip ring, flicking the silver metal in small circles, all whilst his eyes never leave my own, the desperation within them never diminishing.

“nope, you’ll live baby.” i state in response, leaning forward and resting my chest against his, wrapping my arm around his frame and sighing nonchalantly, closing my eyes. “i told you i was tired.” as i do so, he shifts his weight underneath me, slightly altering the angle that his dick rests inside of me, his eyes squeezing shut at the feeling. no matter how much he wants something more, he doesn’t refuse my embrace, wrapping his arms around my back, his hands tracing circles along the bare skin, lifting up my crop top and resting underneath it.

minutes pass like this, my walls clenching around him every so often, getting him just a little more riled up, enough to make him sigh out in pleasure and groan at the feeling of slight relief, though it is never enough to satisfy him, just enough to keep him on the verge of losing his mind, to keep him guessing, waiting for something more than just being inside of me. this feels like more of a punishment than a reward to him, the frustrated groans he lets out only seeming to get louder, though he doesn’t give in, knowing that he could thrust upwards into me - all it would take is a slight movement of his hips and he would have me, yet he holds back, almost testing his own willpower, even though we both know that it is non-existent, no matter how hard he tries to convince himself otherwise.

and it doesn’t take long for him to finally reach his breaking point, no longer able to handle just having me here, sitting beneath me helplessly, his mind encouraging him to move, whilst his body is too desperate, too completely needy, to even comply with his unholy thoughts. instead, he voices them as a request, trying once again to elicit something from my own still body.

“kiss me.” he mutters into the silence as my head remains rested in the crook of his neck, hearing slightly muffled. though the quiet doesn’t show it, he is becoming more restless, breathing getting louder and faster, his hold on me tighter, almost inaudible whines sounding from the back of his throat every so often.

“hm?” i mumble half-heartedly, lacking the energy to lift my head upward from where it had been resting, staying still within his embrace instead. my thumbs trace the firmness of his back, travelling over each bump, each muscle, all coated with a thin line of sweat, all of it evidence of just how needy he is for this.

“i said kiss me.” he repeats, somewhere on the verge of desperation and frustration, clearly not willing to let me take control of him anymore. as he speaks, his hand moves from my back, making contact with my chin, using it to lift my head upward so my eyes look straight into his own, faces inches apart. warm and heavy, his breath fans against my face when he speaks, the close proximity and admitted need for him creating a light shade of pink to etch upon my cheeks, though it is nothing compared to the helplessness that tom displays, his words proving it if that isn’t enough. “no more games. just fucking kiss me.”

something inside me snaps. whether it is the close proximity, his enticing gaze, or the time that i have spent on top of him, doing nothing to pleasure either of us, it doesn’t matter anymore. all that i am certain of is that i no longer want to tease him, placing my lips onto his quickly. the kiss is slow and gentle as i initiate it, tom reciprocating it, his shoulders quickly relaxing as he already receives some relief after waiting for so long. though it is too soft, too reluctant, too tender for him. he wants more, and he wastes no time in acting on his desire, pressing his lips more firmly against my own, deepening the kiss and biting down roughly onto my bottom lip as it parts in response, allowing him to slip his tongue inside.

and when my hips jolt upwards slightly at his sudden movement, he soon realises that he has me where he wants - still inside of him, and that realisation is all it takes for his hips to snap upwards, thrusting in and out of me at a fast pace. his hands find my lower back, trailing down to my ass and roughly cupping the flesh, using them to quicken his thrusts and allow my bounces to meet them, fingers leaving harsh red marks in place of the soft skin. the distance between our faces only increases beyond a few inches once i let out a loud moan, smiling in satisfaction.

he places one final kiss on my lips, flipping us over in one swift motion whilst staying inside of me. i cry out when his tip hits the sensitive spot inside of me, though i soon play it off, attempting to return my facial expression to something as close as neutral as i can get it - on the inside, i am screaming, silently begging for him to carry on. but he doesn’t. his eyes twinkle with satisfaction, enjoying the way i lay helplessly beneath him, even though moments ago, the roles were completely reversed. he picks up on my attempt to act casual, aware that i am just as desperate as he is, if not more, my entire being transparent, almost pathetically easy to decipher to him.

“this whole nonchalant act doesn’t suit you baby. you can stop acting like you don’t want it, we both know you’ll be screaming in a couple minutes, watch.”

those are the final words he says before reconnecting his lips to mine and speeding up his thrusts, soon proving his bold statement to be nothing short of the truth, making my temporary dominance seem a fragment of my imagination within seconds.

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[katrinakaulitz]

BEAUTIFUL - T. KAULITZ

synopsis: when tom flirts with an interviewer at an event the two of you are attending, he has to make it up to you once he realises how hurt you are.

content: angst to smut

a/n: something small to compensate for my lack of posts lately, just in case i don’t manage to put something out in the next few days - exams finish after this week so i should be back to uploading a little more regularly!! (not proofread yet - apologies if there are any errors i’ll fix them asap)💗

the drive home is utterly silent. i refuse to turn my gaze toward him, despite the annoyingly noticeable glances he throws in my direction as he takes his eyes off of the road every few minutes, attempting to work out how i feel. doing so had never been easy, though now, it seems completely impossible, my eyes fixed on the road ahead. the only hint that i lend to him is concrete proof of my anger, this part of the endless puzzle of my emotions easy to piece together. tom is aware that he has fucked up, the silence buying him time to carefully consider his choice of words to avoid worsening this situation.

the streetlights lining the smooth path of the highway ahead cast their dull orange light into the silent car, melting onto my stern features, starting at my eyes, dark and heavy, dangerously close to letting the tears welled up within them go, trailing down to my lips, curved downward into a painfully noticeable frown. the radio is just as silent, no longer blaring out tom's obnoxiously loud music, instead replacing its heavy bass with the sound of our breathing, tom clearing his throat when the silence would become slightly too awkward.

it started with the two of us attending another event for the band, this becoming a usual occurrence since i had started dating tom, though i didn't mind it. i had always been supportive of the band - it was impossible to not be, supporting the man i love in the career he is passionate about is something i consider to be my biggest achievement, and i would proudly stand by his side no matter what he decided to pursue, as long as his happiness is guaranteed. he knows just how proud of him i am, this one of many reasons why i make sure i can support him in any way possible, and something that comes along with that is being his plus one for any event.

whether it is a good thing or not, our relationship has never been private. since it's beginning, we made it clear to the public that we are together, parts of our lives perhaps too out there, figuring that allowing unnecessary speculation would only worsen the cruel comments coming our way - though tom never really receives anything close to the backlash that i do.

however boundaries are still something that some couldn't grasp. the publicity of our relationship was and still is visible to anybody with a working pair of eyes. it would be unusual to see me without tom at any event, or to be pictured elsewhere whilst he would be playing a show - the two of us are attached at the hip, utterly infatuated, as the gossip magazines obsessed with our lives would say. and this is why i found myself so enraged that one of his female interviewers acted as if i was invisible, though i maintained my stance beside tom as he answered any questions she directed at him. touching his arm playfully whenever he made a funny comment - though her reaction would always be totally exaggerated, tom's responses never warranting anything more than a slight chuckle, tossing her silky brunette hair and adjusting her already very prominent cleavage at any chance she had, she made it evident that she wanted tom.

and he didn't try to stop her. his eyes scanning her body, twinkling with a foreign sense of lust, speaking thousands of ideas on what he would like to be doing in that moment, forgetting that his girlfriend was beside him. to anyone else, it would look like i was a friend, perhaps even an acquaintance standing beside tom, clearly nothing romantic seeming to be going on between the two of us, his promiscuous glances practically screaming the phrase 'i'm available', regardless of the fact that he is everything but.

it is his acts that lead us to the present, us leaving the event rather abruptly as the tears spilling down my face ruined the makeup i had spent hours applying - for him. embarrassment habituated within the pit of my stomach more than anything, the effort i had put in to look my best meaning seemingly nothing to him.

the berlin cityscape encircles my vision as i watch it quickly pass, skyscrapers and flashing lights heavily contrasting to the emptiness in the sky above, reminding me of why i love this city. the view from the tinted windows of tom's ridiculously priced sports car temporarily distract me from the sorrow i feel, providing me with some sense of security as i find myself longing for more and more of it, my mind and its thoughts spiralling far out of control.

the silence was almost painful, indisputable tension between us so palpable it is almost visible, air thick with thoughts best left unsaid yet i am still unprepared to speak to him, not after he had disregarded me for somebody who couldn't keep her hands away from what had clearly belonged to someone else. his hand hesitantly reaches down from the wheel to caress my thigh, this being a usual habit whenever i am in the passenger seat, yet this time he visibly contemplates doing so, wondering how i will react to his small act of affection.

"don't." i mutter through gritted teeth, my voice shaky and uncertain as i move my leg harshly away from his gentle touch, adjusting the material of my dress so it flows below my knees. an exasperated sigh escapes tom's mouth as he moves his hand to touch the wheel once again, not a single word uttering from either one of us for the entirety of the journey home.

i swiftly exit the car, slamming the door shut and quickly rushing inside of the house that tom and i share, deciding against waiting for him like i usually would. instead, i tug my uncomfortably tall heels off, carrying them under my arm as i trudge up the stairs to our shared bedroom, before he has any chance of catching up to me. i don't need his worthless apologies, especially in this moment when i know one small glance into those eyes will lead to an emotional outburst, or my surrender, his soft features enough to make me forget it all, something which this time, i don't want to do.

my body slumps into the chair facing my vanity as i begin to remove my makeup. the wipe traces across the intricate detailing along my eyelids, smudging the deep orange powder across it, ruining the colour as it smudges with the thick black eyeliner above it messily, completely ruining the blend that i had spent at least an hour perfecting. i take a fresh wipe, running it along my lips, watching the dark pink colour gracing them disappear from my face, leaving the natural colour of them in place of it. my foundation had already been ruined since i had rushed out of the event, long streaks where tears had once fell destroying the flawlessly applied base, the movements of my hands becoming much more ragged, channelling my frustration as i rush to remove each inch of makeup from my face, feeling pathetic for bothering to put any of it on in the first place - it clearly wasn't enough. eyes red and raw, glossy with the thin layer of liquid that covers their exterior, cheeks a light shade of pink from the force i had applied when removing my makeup, my reflection stares back of me, a gut-wrenching reminder that i'm not good enough for him, what i see in the mirror quickly making me realise why. i am a mess - my entire appearance disheveled, an unbelievable contrast to the woman tom had his eyes glued to, everything about her utterly flawless, seemingly crafted by god himself

seconds pass, each one painful and silent, allowing me to continue over-analysing every single aspect of my physical appearance, until a familiar pair of footsteps near my bedroom, a lump in my throat forming as i refuse to turn my head once their presence finally becomes much harder to ignore. even when he walks over, eyes filled with regret, my face remains still, gaze staying put as it burns into my own reflection.

"baby come on, don't be like this." he begins, his hand brushing against my shoulder tenderly as he stands behind me, peppering a single kiss onto where his calloused hand had previously been, this simple act of affection almost making me fold. his reflection gazes into mine through the large mirror in front of us, the tension thickening by the second as my heart closely considers betraying my mind, however remembering the way he acted tonight brings me back into my furious state.

"fuck you tom." i bitterly reply, standing up and swiftly moving into the en-suite, noticing the way he follows closely behind me, clearly not willing to give this up anytime soon. i ignore him regardless of how determined he is, walking toward the mirror and slowly beginning to brush my hair, eyeing his reflection as he moves closer towards me, our gazes interlocking, yet i force myself to look away before I foolishly forgive him.

"i'm sorry, please don't fight with me schatz." he pleads, moving toward me and gently wrapping his arms around my waist from behind,  beginning to plant slow and soft kisses along my neck, his thumbs massaging my stomach lightly. his eyes never leave my own through the mirror, staring intently with a look unable to be mistaken for anything else other than admiration, totally different to how he had ignored me earlier on. though it still isn't enough to put out the worried thoughts that occupy my mind, the belief that i am no longer good enough seeming more real than ever.

"wouldn't you rather be doing this to the girl who interviewed you earlier?" i ask blankly, removing myself from his grasp and walking toward the wardrobe, facing away from him and attempting to remove my dress, yet my small hands fail to reach the zipper that starts from my shoulder blades and travels down to my lower back. i am not in any position to ask tom for help as I usually would, instead mentally cursing myself for wearing this dress. he quickly returns from the bathroom, face softening once he registers my helpless state, his frame nearing my own, stopping once his chest is almost pressed firmly against my back.

"leibe you're being ridiculous." he sighs, moving my hair to the side so that it rests against my shoulder, positioning his hand gently on my lower back, the other reaching towards the zipper that i had struggled to pull down.

"get off me-" i begin, just about ready to pull away from his touch and spew out reminders of how much of an awful boyfriend he is, though i am cut quickly off by his steady breathing close to my ear.

"shhh. let me do this for you, then you can go back to being mad at me, okay?" he whispers gently, breath fanning against my skin as goosebumps begin to form along it, his mouth slightly open whilst he begins to unzip my dress at an agonisingly slow pace, exposing my bare shoulders as he removes the fabric from my upper body, his other hand caressing my waist, so gently as if he could break me. he is careful, tentative even, though his movements become undeniably more calculated, going even further once his face leans forward, in line with my shoulder, sinking lower and lower, until his lips hover over the now bare skin. my eyes are on the verge of closing shut, not stopping him just yet, even when both his hands place themselves firmly into my hips, pulling my body backward so that it pressed against his own. it is when his lips ghost over my skin, brushing against it so gently i wonder if i am imagining the contact, that i finally snap out of it.

"you said you would undo the zipper, not undress me." i say, the small moment of lust soon lost within the harshness of my words as i utter them, my back still facing him.

he says nothing, clearing his throat and slowly removing his hands from my waist. despite increasing our proximity more than it had been seconds ago, he still remains closely behind me as i grab an oversized t-shirt and fresh panties from my closet.

"can you leave? i want to get changed." i sigh, rolling my eyes and covering my cleavage as i turn to face him. after seeing the way he looked at her body, i tense in discomfort at the thought of him looking at my own. all the times he called me beautiful quickly seem insignificant as i am suddenly ashamed and insecure, almost embarrassed to be so exposed around him.

"what? you always get changed around me. we've been together for four years schatz, it's nothing i haven't seen before." he states, clearly surprised as i usually have no issue being naked around him, used to being showered with kisses and compliments whenever i am exposed around him, yet now i cannot imagine anything worse.

"my body clearly isn't good enough for you tom, i'm sure her's is perfect. i'm sure you'd agree right? the way you looked at her pretty much fucking said it all anyways." i respond, blinking the tears away as they are dangerously close to falling, my gaze dropping from his as i curse myself for acting so vulnerable around him, for letting him get to me this much.

"you and i both know that's not true." he sighs, reaching to wipe the tear falling down my cheek, his pointer finger gently tilting my chin upwards so that i am met with his gaze. "you know what i think of you. you know how perfect you are to me."

i don't respond, scoffing at his empty spews of supposed reassurance. instead, i ignore his presence as i should have done the first time he walked into the room, grabbing my pyjamas and entering the bathroom, quickly removing my dress and slipping on the t-shirt i had grabbed from the closet. i am immediately engulfed in tom's scent, an addictive mix of vanilla and his favourite cologne, this alone almost convincing me to run into his arms and forgive him. this time i know better, returning to the bedroom to find tom gone.

i take no notice, silently thankful for him leaving me alone. i switch the light off, slipping silently under the covers, allowing them to engulf me in warmth. a few minutes later, the bed dips beside me, tom sighing as i turn over to face away from him, instead of moving into his arms as i usually would.

he soon nears closer to me, refusing my attempts at keeping us apart, brushing my hair out of my face and nuzzling his head into my neck from behind, placing a single tender kiss before speaking up.

"please talk to me schatz, i'm so sorry." he mutters into the darkness, awaiting my response, yet i refuse to give him one, not moving from my tensed position.

"you said that your body isn't good enough for me." he slowly begins, turning me on my back in one swift motion as he props himself up beside me, one hand holding himself up as the other gently caresses my cheek. the darkness prevents me from making out his features, though i can still distinguish his dark brown eyes staring into mine. "let me show you. let me show you how beautiful you are."

my speechlessness forces me to do nothing but slowly nod my head, my quick acceptance clearly surprising him as he slowly leans downwards until his lips meet mine. the kiss isn't rough or lustful, it is slow and passionate, carrying every unspoken apology as his lips mould perfectly with mine. as much as i still hold back, still reluctant to let him in so easily, i can't hide it. we fit together flawlessly, our physical contact providing me with the certainty of our love. we are attached, not just physically, but spiritually, emotionally, in any way that two people can be bound together.

without breaking the kiss, he slowly crawls on top of me, caressing my face gently, our desire and hunger for each other increasing by the second, the fire only sparking further within me as i fall further into his touch.

"so perfect..." he mutters against my lips, pulling away only to begin gently kissing my neck, sighs of pleasure elicited from my parted lips as he finds my sweet spot, his tongue circling the area whilst my hands travel down his back, finding the hem of his t-shirt as i lift it over his head, his lips capturing mine softly once again. his hands caress my waist, finding my underwear as he loops his fingers around it, pulling it down slowly and throwing it on the floor beside him, doing the same with my t-shirt. my hands fumble with his underwear, pulling it down soon after, leaving our bare bodies pressed against each other, our craving for one another growing with every kiss he leaves against my lips.

he is the sun, and i am the planets orbiting around him. my entire being is his, only being able to function with the reassurance that he is mine, and i am his. every part of me belongs to him, and as i clutch on to him i find myself wondering what I did to deserve him, what i did to find somebody that compliments me so well, no one else providing me with the euphoria that he can.

he parts his lips from mine, staring into my eyes as i find myself in awe of his perfection. his lips are open ever so slightly, the minimal light cast into the room hitting his lips, soft and tempting, directly, the metal ring adorning them knocked to the side as his tongue comes out to rest against it. however my time to admire him is soon brought to a finish as positions himself at my entrance.

"you sure baby?" he asks, eyes scanning my own, searching for any sense of doubt within them. though i am quick to nod my head, muttering a clear 'yes' as my hands grip onto his biceps, studying the way his face changes from caring to lustful the second that his top pushes inside of me. he is slow, sliding into me carefully, though when he bottoms out, he makes sure that every inch of him is inside of me, his own eyes squeezing shut when my walls clenching around him. he starts off slow, maintaining a steady rhythm as i savour every second, holding onto him so tightly as if he could fall out of my grasp. quiet groans fill my ears as he buries his face into my neck, slowly beginning to pick up the pace, inaudible whines escaping my lips, each thrust further fuelling the ecstasy within me.

"fuck…i love you." he mumbles into my neck, planting fast and sloppy kisses anywhere his lips can find, my vision blurring as i am soon overwhelmed with pleasure. he is inside me, his body pressed against me as even the air cannot come between us, yet i long for him to be closer. i know that isn't possible, and god, that hurts to think about.

“right there, oh my god!" i cry out, my legs wrapping around his torso as he delves further into me, hitting the spot where i need him most perfectly, my eyes to rolling to the back of my head, no noise escaping my mouth as i can do nothing but savour this pleasure, knowing that it cannot last forever.

“so pretty baby…shit- so perfect." he whispers, connecting his lips with mine in a sloppy kiss, quickening his pace as i know he is getting closer to his release. his calloused hands gently grab my waist, pushing me into him further as he struggles to kiss back, moaning into my mouth as his pillowy lips hover over mine.

“i'm so close schatz." he mutters against my lips, his rhythm becoming irregular as his hips stutter and i feel him twitch inside me. i sigh in relief, finally letting go of the knot built up in my stomach, mouth falling open as i reach my climax, this enough for tom to come to his own.

“fuck, oh my god…" he groans, throwing his head back as i feel him release inside of me, his breathing becoming heavier. he slowly thrusts in and out of me, muttering inaudible words of praise, riding out our highs before collapsing on top of me, leaving a few lazy kisses on my shoulder. my hands find their way into his hair, gently running through the dark braids whilst his wrap around my waist. the room stays silent for a few seconds, this soon interrupted by tom’s voice, slow and rough.

“i'm sorry for everything. i love you schatz, you know that right?" he says breathlessly, lifting his head from my chest to look into my eyes, any lustful intent within them now fading as they display nothing but pure regret.

“i know. i love you too." i reply, kissing him tiredly on the lips before closing my eyes, close to falling asleep. though i am soon interrupted by tom’s hand over my shoulder, shaking it gently, whilst the other trails to my face, thumb running across the skin comfortingly.

“c’mon, let's clean you up first liebe, then we can sleep." he whispers, smiling weakly when i nod my head lazily, picking me up and wrapping my legs around his waist, carrying me into the bathroom and turning on the shower, both of us climbing in.

the warm water covers my body, droplets running down it as his arms wrap around my waist, pulling me into a tight hug. it is silent, though the quiet is everything but awkward, instead the reassurance that his embrace brings is everything i need, my eyes closing contently as he begins washing my body, occasionally kissing my forehead and whispering sweet nothings into my ear, before lifting me out of the shower and grabbing a fresh t-shirt, placing it over my head and onto my tired frame.

he collapses into bed, opening his arms out as i fall into his embrace, wrapping one arm loosely around his bare torso, tracing random patterns on his chest with my pointer finger, head resting against it so firmly i can hear the steady thumping of his heart, each faint beat somehow soothing me, until i fall into a deep sleep.

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