#I love Tom kaulitz

[p1nkprincess444]

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tom kaulitz x female!reader x bill kaulitz

word count: 1,230

contents: 18+, cheating, cunilingus, angst, aftercare

You thought everything was perfect in your relationship, until rumours began to spread about your boyfriend's wandering eyes. He began coming home later at night and sometimes not coming home at all. His space in your shared bed grew cold and lonely. 

Late one night as you laid once again alone in your shared king size bed you were sent a photo. The rectangular screen of your phone lit up your face displaying a grainy dimly lit photo of your boyfriend's arms wrapped around another girl as his lips were connected to hers in a shameless kiss. You could swear you could hear your heartbeat in your ears as tears slid down your cheeks. Your vision was clouded as tears fogged your vision while your body was wracked with sobs. You couldn’t calm yourself as the image haunted your mind. The image of your boyfriend kissing another girl, a girl who wasn’t you, who was prettier than you. It completely destroyed you. You had felt as if your heart had been ripped from your chest. 

You found yourself sobbing as you made your way from your shared bedroom to the bedroom of his brother. Bill had always been there, he watched Tom leave you alone in bed late at night, he watched as he disregarded your needs and your small gestures of love, so when he saw you in his doorway with tears shimmering in your eyes while tears slid down your cheeks he knew exactly what happened. 

Bill’s arms wrapped around you pulling you into a warm embrace while your body was shaking while you sobbed. Your tears stained his shirt as he murmured soft words against your hair. Your arms were clinging to him as you sobbed while trying to tell him what happened, but your words were a complete jumbled mess. 

Bill gently pulled you back from him as he brushed hair from your face before cupping your cheeks in his hands, “ Tell me what happened meine perle.”

“ He- He cheated on me- what did I do wrong? ”

Bill shook his head in response as he held your face in his hands, “ Tom- he’s never quite satisfied, he never deserved you liebe. Come on, let me take care of you. ” 

You followed Bill into his room letting him sit you on his bed before he joined you. Your head rested on his shoulder as your mind whirled with thoughts of feeling inadequate. You barely registered Bill speaking to you until his arm wrapped your waist pulling you closer. 

“ Do you want to sleep in here tonight? ”

You nodded in response before crawling under his covers with him. Bill wasn’t like Tom, Tom didn’t even acknowledge you when he joined you in bed, but Bill had his arms wrapped around your waist pulling you against him. The shared warmth of your bodies pressed together was a comforting feeling that you hadn’t felt in months. Bill slowly shifted back from you cupping your face in his hands before his lips pressed against yours. Neither of you pulled back as the kiss intensified, clothes began to slide off as your hands wandered over each other's bodies. 

“ Mein Bruder ist ein Narr, so ein hübsches Ding wie dich wegzuwerfen. ” {My brother is a fool to throw away a pretty thing like you.} Bill’s words were mumbled as his lips stayed pressed against yours while his hands began pushing down his boxers. 

Bill’s hands moved from his clothes to yours as he completely stripped you. He disappeared under the covers before his face was completely buried between your thighs. With no warning his tongue darted out and began lapping at your folds. His hands were holding your thighs apart as his tongue pushed into your cunt. You tried to suppress the loud moans falling from your lips by hiding your face in the pillows, but it was no use. You were like a desperate horny teenager who had never had sex as your hips rolled against Bill’s face and your back arched. It had been months since Tom had touched you so it wasn’t to anyone's surprise that you came quickly. 

Bill’s head rested on your stomach as he pulled back the covers to see you with flushed cheeks and panting softly already. His fingers rubbed soft circles on your hip while his lips glistened with your juices. He slowly moved up sliding on top of you as his arms entrapped either sides of your head. He moved one of his hands back down between you both as he guided his cock to press against your entrance. His lips pressed against yours as he slowly sunk inside you. 

You could feel Bill’s cock stretching open your tight cunt, it was obvious now more than ever that Bill’s cock was double the size of Tom’s. Shameless moans were falling from your lips as Bill’s cock slid in and out of you with ease. 

“ Du bist so nass, dass du mich durchnässt hast. ” {You’re so wet, fucking soaking me.} Bill’s voice was husky as his hips snapped forward pushing deeper than you thought was ever possible. 

Pathetic high pitched and squeaky moans were falling from your lips as you neared your impending release. Bill’s face was buried in your y/h/c hair as groans and deep moans fell from his mouth. His hips began to move faster and harder as he could feel his balls tightening. Before he even had the thought to pull out from your warm cunt his cum shot deep inside you, filling you completely as your release soon followed his. 

He slowly lowered himself on top of you taking care to not squash you. You both laid there in a comfortable silence as your laboured breathing slowly returned to normal. 

Bill slowly withdrew from you watching as your mixed fluids leaked from your cunt. Before they could create too big of a mess on his sheets we cleaned both of you off with a box of tissues. He dressed you in one of his t-shirts before pulling you to lay on top of his naked form. Your face pressed into his neck inhaling the musky scent of his cologne that slowly lulled you to sleep. 

Tom arrived home later that night drunk off his ass as he stumbled into your shared bed still holding onto a bottle of vodka that was half empty. Where your usually sleeping form laid was now replaced by an empty cold spot in the bed only taken up by your phone. Tom was confused, he knew you wouldn’t be out this late and he knew you would always come home in the evening before him, so where could you be? He slowly stumbled back out of bed searching the apartment, he had searched every room but one. He fumbled with the knob for a moment before pushing open the door and stumbling in. He could make out a figure or maybe two figures perhaps on the bed. He called out for his brother in a soft whisper-like tone waiting for a response. 

Bill slowly awoke to spot his brother's figure in the middle of the room. 

“ Where- where is y/n? ”

Bill shared no words with his brother, only moving the hair from the girl's face who laid on top of him, revealing her identity not to be a random stranger but Tom’s girlfriend.

[slutfortomk]

Can someone please tell me a finer man than him like IVE SEEN BUT NO ONE COMPARED LIKE TOM IS LITERALLY SO PERFECT I CANNOT

[thetobaccotornado]

thats mine.

-tom kaulitz

warnings: nothing, just fluff!

synopsis: tom was sat next to his twin brother bill on the stage of a talk show, with the host who was interviewing them, along with his co-host, some busty blonde girl who was getting on his nerves.

“well… no i havent found anyone yet..” bill started, answering the interviewer’s question. “im just focusing on my career at the moment you know?” he said turning to tom with a smile. tom huffed and looked down to his fingers, fiddling subtly.

toms pov:

“so tom..” the co-host spoke. “how about you? weve been seeing photos in the press lately of you and y/n l/n getting pretty handsy, whats the go there?” she said with a smug yet disgusted look on her face. she leaned forward, attempting to push her breasts up to make her cleavage more visible. she pursed her overly glossy lips, tilting her head to the side slightly, flicking her hair over her shoulder. it was obvious what she was doing. and honestly? it was funny that she was trying so hard. she could never compare to my beautiful y/n.

“well actually, weve been dating for a year now, im surprised you havent heard.” i chuckle lowly, looking to bill and back to her, watching her expression drop, rolling her eyes. “well” she huffed sitting back up, “what is your relationship like behind veiw of the paparazzi? not so perfect then no?” she sneered, jealousy clearly written all over her face that was caked with cheap makeup.

i sat up in my chair, my jaw clenching slightly. “actually, things are perfect, she’s been working on her solo career a lot, but shes been touring with us recently, i honestly cant stand being apart from her for more than a day at a time.” i said proudly, looking her dead in the eyes with a knowing smirk, seeing the anger bubble up inside of her. “you should hear them at night on the tour bus, the rest of us barely get any sleep because of how hard the bus shakes” bill laughed, nudging me in the arm and leaning back in his chair. “especially after the vmas, that night was crazy” he spoke, exhaling deeply and looking over to me wiggling his eyebrows in a suggestive manner.

the interveiwer fixed his composure. “right! the vmas!” he said, displaying a photo of me and y/n at the vmas behind him, where she had won an award for best junior artist of the year. the live studio audience started clapping, as the interviewer leaned forward. “how did you feel about y/n winning her first award at the vmas?” he spoke with a peppy tune, much more interested than is co-host, who was blatantly just trying to get in my pants.

“im honestly really proud of my girl, shes been working so hard, and all of the hours she put into her passion finally paid off. my highlight of the night was honestly just seeing the smile on her face when she got called up.” i said, beaming as i thought about my beautiful girlfriend.

“and her look! killer isnt it? really accentuates her features, no?” the interviewer beamed with admiration, looking behind him at the screen.

the picture showed y/n, wearing a beautiful red silk dress, hugging her curves perfectly, holding an award, and me standing next to her with a hand wrapped around her waist, pulling her close to me, planting a kiss on her cheek as she smiled widely at the camera. i sat there for a moment, remembering how her smile lit up the stage as she was accepting her award.

“yeah”i said turning to bill with a smile, then back to the interviewer. “absolutely breathtaking” i smiled.

“thats mine. all mine.”

a/n:

just a short lil fluff peice, im honestly sick asf rn, so i havent been writing as much, but expect more to come soon!

MWAH!

xoxo

-T

[tom4lvs]

i’m not into feet but thank you i guess heidi for always feeding us with pictures and videos of tom! 😁

[xxzlushiez]

Angelic girl

T. Kaulitz x f! Reader

Synopsis: Tom sees a girl and she like looks like a complete angel he tries to do his little flirty things with her but she just ignores it and it makes him like her even more.

Tags: Name is attractive, clingy Tom, couple goals Frl, toms whipped, the band finds it funny, touchy Tom, make out seshs after concerts

“Even if my heart stops beatin, you’re the only thing I need… with me.”

- the first time he saw you his eyes were GLUED

- it was post concert and he was just out goofing around buying random stuff with the band when he saw you

- You were just on the phone talking with a friend and getting snacks at a small corner shop

- But bro he was whipped

- wide eyed and all, might’ve walked into a shelf of accident

- his eyes would not leave you the whole time you were browsing around the store

- let’s say you caught him staring and he just looked like a deer in the headlights bc he didn’t expect to be caught

- you laughed and said something to your friend on the phone abt him before walking past him to pay

- once he snapped out of it and saw you were leaving he chased after you

- leaving the rest of the group staring at him like 😐 “tf just happened”

- when he DID catch up to you and got your attention he would try and play it off and would be like-

- “hey, I’m Tom-“ would probably try and lean up against a wall but would slip and almost fall bc he wasn’t close enough to it

- you legit stared at him like 🤨 not impressed

- “Uhh…I’ll call you back”

- you looked him up and down and asked if he needed anything

- he tries use pick up lines on you but you just laugh a little and walk away and leave him following you like a kicked puppy while you continued to talk with your friend

- Bill and Gustav are def staring at him from the convenience store window like🧍while Georg is hyping him up

- is a persistent mf and eventually sets up a hangout with you the following day (he begged on his knees and clung onto your leg until you accepted)

- pictures show up all over the media speculating on you two’s relationship

- photos are mostly of Tom getting walked like a dog by you

- he’s always walking behind you while you lead him to god knows where

- tags along everywhere you go even for minuscule things

- many comment on how different his attitude is when he’s with you

- once y’all are closer, dating or not he is alllll over you 24/7

- can never stay away from you

- head on the shoulder hugging you from behind while you talk with someone

- playing with the belt loops on your pants while you play with his hair while talking with the band

- Hand on your lower back while walking the carpet or through crowds of paparazzi

- makes out w/ you after concerts bc of that adrenaline rush and you both love it sm

- against the wall backstage n everything

- grabs at anything he can but most you’re waist

- loves pushing his hips flush against yours

- whiny if you tell him he has something scheduled and can’t spend time with you

- always touching your ass and doesn’t care who sees wants ppl to see

- literally had to kick him out so you could shower alone one time bc he wouldn’t leave

- eventually you just accepted you’ll have to shower with someone all the time

- You def pulled him he didn’t pull you

- he’s not ashamed to admit that

- Lowkey moody when you’re not around and with him and it drives the band crazy

- head over heels type of love with him

- always staring at you with puppy dog eyes

-watches you do your hair and makeup

- sneak peeks what you’re wearing so he can subtly match in his own style

- when fans try to flirt he’s like 🏃”Name where’s Name”

- One time a fan tried to get his attention by showing off the shirt she was wearing and showing her chest and he was like…

- “How would Name look in that”🤔

- “Name would NOT wear something like that”

- said it out loud one time and almost made a fan cry but apologized bc Bill said so

- but Tom is Tom and if you notice him checking someone out or flirting without knowing you’d set him straight

- you know your worth and tell him off if needed

- but the chance he would is like one in a million because who is better than you?

- ‘no one’ is the answer

- interviewee’s would try and bring up how much he changed relationship wise and he’s like

- “well yeah I’m literally dating her why would I want anyone else?”

- def teased by Bill and Georg on how whipped he is

- doesn’t deny it at all and just nods his head like “yeah Ik bro isnt she great”

- Carves your name on the side of one of his guitar with a knife and it’s all wobbly and messy but you loved it and he was so giddy abt it

- if you have piercings he’ll get matching ones

- comments on your appearance 24/7

- “You’re so hot”

- “did you get prettier?”

- “is that skirt new?”

- you always put him in his place without even saying anything

- like he say smth and you just staring and him and he’s like

- “ I was just kidding babe of course just jokes😁”

- sweats bullets when when you guys fight abt things bc you are scary

- Begs for forgiveness

- Buys you so much stuff and doesn’t stop even if you want him to

- I feel like gift giving is his love language and there is no stopping it (just accept them it makes him cheese so hard he’s all happy and will kickin his feet n shit when you aren’t looking)

- named “teen couple of the year” in lots of magazines

- he keeps those magazines inside of his nightstand

- gets so many questions abt you in interviews

- gets a little to personal with the answers

- embarrasses you sometimes but find it amusing and so does he

- even fans can’t get mad because you guys r just so cute together

- literally some fans named yall #goals

- The band loves you guys together because it brings out the good in Tom

[tomssexdoll]

Love will find a way

"why were you actually struggling so much?"

"cause I couldn't stop thinking about you..."

PAIRINGS: Tom 2010 x Female reader

CONTENT: ANGST + SMUT + FLUFF

SYPNOSIS: Y/N and tom are forced into a marriage by both their families, since it benefits them, they hate each others guts, always getting in arguments and sleeping in seperate bedrooms, they do almost anything to get away from each other. One day Y/N notices he's been struggling with business lately, she feels bad and tries to help, ending with him snapping at her and yelling for her to leave, she just scoffs and doesn't even try to fight back, surprising tom.

A/N: ily all

WARNINGS: dom!tom, sub!reader, p in v (riding ), eating out, mutual masturbation (fingering and handjob), breast/nipple play, light arguing

Me and Tom were forced into a marriage by both our families, they said that it benefited them, boosting their reputation and their businesses. We fucking despised each other, from the moment I met him I could tell he was an asshole.

His manners off putting, his attitude and snarkiness. I was forced to break up with my secret, loving boyfriend just to marry this asshole, sometimes I wished I was never in a mafia family, the consequences of it weighing on me.

I had to have a huge wedding too, something I'd always wanted but it was with the wrong person, everything was accomodated to my needs and desires but there was only one problem, the groom.

Living with him was hell, I had scheduled my meals to be way after his, breakfast was at 6, while his was at 8, lunch at 3, his at 1, and dinner at 8, his at 6. I purposefully made it so I didn't need to run into him after finishing my dinner, the thought of even being around him annoyed me.

His face, his voice, his stupid personality, the way he walked. Everything about him I hated, when we would cross each other all we'd do is argue, I'd scream at him and he'd scream at me, sometimes the bodyguards would have to get involved and tear me off him.

Our "marriage" was nothing short of terrible, everything about it, when he'd try to do nice things for me I'd just shut him down, not even baring the thought to look at him, let alone spend time with him. At events of course we had to seem happy, whenever I had the chance to run off I did, as did he.

Lately I'd been noticing him struggling, the paperwork he was usually amazingly good at handing in on time, going 2 days late, 3 days, and even weeks late. His father was coming around and checking in, asking why he was delayed so much, that it wasn't like him to do this, but as usual, Tom just brushed him off.

As much as I hated him, I didn't like to see him struggle that bad, I knew how important these businesses were to him, how hard he worked to keep them afloat. One day I slipped into his office, greeting him with a soft smile.

"What?" he muttered, I tried to ignore the annoyance in his voice, telling myself that I'm here to help him and not to snap at him. "Can't you see I'm working y/n? Don't you have better things to do?" he looked up, leaning back in his chair, his eyes narrowing as he studied me.

The air in the room seemed to thicken with tension, but not good tension, like hatred was brewing in the air, ready to spill over. "I was just going to offer my help, I've noticed you've been struggling Tom," I sighed, his name leaving a bitter taste in my mouth.

"And, why do you care all of a sudden?" he looked back down at his paperwork, flicking through the pages and then looking back up at me, "I thought you hated me.." he said, his tone bitter and cold.

"Trust me, I do. But I don't want to see your business struggle, it's not good for our reputation," I scoffed, grabbing the files and taking a quick look at them. His gaze intensified, his eyes boring into mine with an unnerving intensity as he leaned against his desk, arms crossed over his broad chest.

"These are easy, what's wrong with you? usually you're terrific at working on these, why are you struggling so much?" I touched his arm softly, he paused, a flicker of surprise crossing his features before it was quickly covered up by his usual stonic expression. His muscles tensed slightly beneath my touch, pushing my hand off.

For a second, I swear I saw his eyes soften when I touched him, like he wanted to give into something but of course he quickly composed himself, going back to his usual cold self.

"it's nothing, just stress.." he grumbled "stress? bullshit, you're never stressed," I pressed the issue again, I could see his anger growing, his chest heaving up and down as he snapped at me, "Enough!" he slammed his fist into the desk, causing me to jump at the sudden outburst. "GET THE FUCK OUT! I don't need you here, all you do is cause a headache, I can work on this shit on my own," he yelled, hungry for an argument, using hurtful words on purpose to rile me up.

I didn't budge though, just scoffing and not fighting back, usually I'd scream and fight, but I didn't want to give him the reaction he so desperately wanted. I turned around and just walked off, tears in my eyes as I slammed his office door shut.

Tom just stared at the closed door, watching me walk off. His expression slowly shifted from anger to guilt, he knew he had crossed a line, letting out a heavy sigh and running a hand through his hair, "fuck.." he muttered.

I stormed into my room, tears streaming down my eyes, I quickly locked the door behind me, not wanting to face Tom for a while. His words cut me deep, why was I so affected by someone like him? Why was I feeling this way?

He silently got up, deciding that he should put his ego aside and hurting me actually did effect him, it weirdly made his heart clench. He slowly walked down the hall, reaching my room, he leaned back against the door, hearing my muffled sobs. He knew he really hurt me this time and he hated himself for it, he never actually wanted me gone, his anger just got the best of him, his pride and selfishness making him lash out.

Usually we'd get into arguments, we'd spit harsh words at each other and just end up fucking, the sex full of hatred and anger, nothing passionate or intimate about it at all. Then, of course we'd go back to being enemies, ignoring each other for days.

After a few moments, he quietly knocked on the door, "Y/N..?" he gently said, "fuck off! I don't want to fucking talk to you!" I screamed, pushing him away even further.

His heart sunk at the sound of my anger, he knew he deserved it but of course it still hurt. "Fine..." he sighed, walking back into his office. I thought that was it, that it was just gonna be left at that, like it always was, but boy was I wrong. He sat down in his chair, looking at the items around him, wondering what he could use to convince me to talk to him.

His eyes lit up as he saw a pile of paper in his desk drawer, he pulled a few out and got one of his pens, opening the cap and contemplating his words, what would win me over? Hours passed, the house remaining silent, his thoughts are consumed with guilt and regret as he kept writing, his hands working at lightning speed, numerous of crumpled up pages were scattered across the floor and desk, he wanted this letter to be perfect.

He knew he has to quickly give this to me, to make amends, any more time that went by made him anxious, he was scared I'd think he just abandoned me.

As night fell, he finally finished. Grabbing a small, yellow envelope and folding the paper, putting it in and sealing it shut. He slowly arose from his chair, making his way over to my room again, I could hear his footsteps approach, I watched as a small envelope slid under the door, the moonlight from the window illuminating it, his footsteps quickly dissipating back to his office.

I slowly got up, sliding my slippers on and walking to the door, bending over and picking up the envelope, on the back it read, "words I wish I had said" I curiously opened it, walking back to my bed and sitting down, placing the envelope on my nightstand as I pulled out the paper.

I unfolded it, his neat, bold writing covering the page.

Dear Y/N,

My wife, I know we've been forced together, I know about the boyfriend you had before me, your father told me about him. He told me about how he wasn't good for you, how I needed to step in and marry you. How the business would benefit from us being together, that our reputation would flourish. I stupidly put my ego first, selfishly wanting my business to boom, to make tones of money.

The thing I missed out on was possibly making a relationship with you, a real, raw, romantic relationship. From the moment I saw you I was in love, I tried to form one, doing things for you but your hatred for me wouldn't subside and I just decided to be petty and act the same way, I denied my feelings by pushing you away, yelling with you and causing arguments.

I deeply regret what I did, I was caught up in my own thoughts, cursing myself every day for hurting you but I couldn't stop. I don't know why, it was like a drug to me, the rush of knowing you'd be there every single time, even after a major argument.

The hate sex made it worse, fuelling my ego more than it should've been. I was selfish and I hurt you, I can never forgive myself for that. The love I have for you is incomparable to that stupid twit you called your boyfriend. I know you were in love with him and still probably are but, if you give me one more chance can I prove I can be the right guy for you?

I'll stop treating you badly and just express my love and gratitude towards you. You're truly one of the most beautiful women I've ever laid my eyes on, you're kind, caring and generous, nothing like the other women I was set up to marry with.

I know I don't deserve a chance at all, after all the things I did to you it's understandable. But please, I'm begging you for this chance, I'll do anything you ask me to, I'll fucking jump off a cliff for you, I'd do absolutely anything for you, just if it means I can have you in my arms forever.

As I finished reading the letter, tears fell down my cheeks, dripping onto the paper. I realized my feelings for him, the ones I had buried inside me for a long time, refusing to let out.

Of course I hated him at the start, who wouldn't? I just didn't notice the feelings that developed, even through hatred. The times I'd just admire him at parties, get jealous of any girl who approached him, catching myself just sitting in his office to feel his presence.

I felt like I was going crazy, like all of this was just a dream and that it would all be over. But I had to snap back to reality, I had to confront him with my feelings and talk about it, I couldn't hide away for much longer.

I put my robe on, walking out of my room and towards his office, gently opening the door, meeting his eyes. "Oh...you got my letter.." he softly smiled, something I'd never seen on his face.

I softly nodded, closing the door behind me and approaching his desk. "How about you help me with the rest of the paperwork," he ushered for me to sit down next to him, a chair already prepared for me. I knew he didn't know how to express he wanted to talk to me, his eyes filled with desperation, waiting for me to accept his offer.

"Sure, the paperwork," I sighed, sitting next to him and skimming through it, I quickly signed off different things, fixing mistakes, feeling his eyes burning into the side of my head.

He took a deep breath, mustering the courage to broach the subject that's been weighing on the both of our minds, "You did that really well, you know I..I never expected for it to be like this, I never wanted our marriage to be this toxic.." he said softly, reaching out, taking my hand in his.

He gently rubbed his thumb over my hand, causing me to turn to him, looking into his eyes. "I know..I guess my hatred from the start kind of blew it up, I did notice the things you tried to do for me but I couldn't handle being away from someone I loved, someone I was ripped away from. Can you really blame me Tom, I was scared.." I sighed, he instantly shook his head, grabbing both my hands and leaning closer.

"There is never a day where I blame you, I blame myself for everything, I hate myself for the hurt I've caused you, I should've never taken the deal, I should've just told your father no, I know you probably still love that guy," he rambled, but I quickly cut him off, "still love that guy? Oh god no, he's a thing of the past. I was out one day and saw he had already moved on, only 2 weeks after we got married, when having feelings for you came into question in my mind I always shut it down, thinking it was impossible because of how far I had pushed you away.."

"We really are stupid, aren't we?" he chuckled, pressing his forehead against mine. "Yeah..I always caught myself sitting in your office, just to feel your presence without actually being in it, knowing I'd ruin it by snapping at you. I'd also notice how jealous I got when I saw you with other girls, I felt like I was going crazy," I giggled, noticing the big grin forming on his face.

"Jealous huh? So my plans did work," a slow, satisfied smile spread across his chiselled features as he listened to my confession, his eyes darkening with a hunger he's been trying to suppress. He leaned in closer, his lips inches from mine, his hot breath caressing my skin, "And now, are you still shutting your feelings down, or has that changed?" he whispered, looking into my eyes.

"It's changed...." I murmured softly. He closed the remaining distance, capturing my lips in a searing kiss. His hands roamed my body possessively, pulling me onto his lap as he deepens the kiss.

He broke away for a second, his voice husky as he growled, "you don't know how long i've wanted this, you, your touch..." I whined, pulling him back into a passionate, urgent kiss.

His fingers tangled in my hair, his tongue demanding entrance. He groaned in delight, pulling me closer and revelling in the feeling of having me in his arms at last. This was nothing like the hate sex we had, it was always quick, rough and to the point, only caring about our own pleasure.

But this, this was sensual, intimate, steamy and kind of romantic. I had never seen this side of Tom and was glad he brought it out, letting me experience proper intimacy after months of being neglected of it.

He cupped my face with his free hand, holding me in place as he showered me with kisses. He breathed in deeply, savouring the moment between the two of us. "I've always wanted to be with you like this, no anger or hatred, just pure passion. Now, get up and strip for me, I want to see your beautiful body, ok?" he smiled gently, a smile that told me it'd be ok, that he'd look after me.

I nodded and swiftly got up, slowly taking my robe off, revealing my small pyjama set. I slowly slipped off my silk pyjama shirt off, revealing my breasts to him. His breath hitched as he saw me, his eyes darkening with desire as he watched me undress, his gaze drinking in every inch of my exposed skin.

He takes in the sight of my pert nipples, the curve of my breasts and the delicate swell of my stomach, his mouth watering at the thought of tasting me.

Finally, I got to my pyjama shorts, slipping them off, revealing my lacey panties. His gaze fixates on the panties, the outline of my sex just barely visible beneath. He swallowed hard, tying to control his desire as his cock throbs painfully in his pants, "come here.." he said, his voice shaky.

I smriked and slowly walked back to him, sitting back down on his lap and pressing my lips to his. He almost immediately kisses me back, his hands gripping my waist tightly as he pulls me closer, how growing arousal pressing against my bare thigh.

He grinds his hips up, creating friction between our bodies and moans against our lips. "Oh Tom..." I whined softly, kissing him hungrily, grinding with him, my pussy getting more wet by the minute.

He can feel my wetness seeping through my panties and onto his pants, driving him wild. With a growl, he breaks the kiss and stands up, lifting me up with him. He quickly slid the things off his desk and onto the floor, setting me down.

His eyes roamed over my body, lingering on my bare breasts and the drenched lace of my panties, "I need to taste you.." he mumbled, getting onto his knees in front of me, moving his head in between my legs.

He reached for my panties, pulling them down and off of me in one swift motion. He tossed them aside and spread my legs apart, his gaze fixated on my wetness. "Fuck, you're soaked.." he said, his voice low.

"Please.." I whimpered, looking down at him with furrowed eyebrows. He chuckled and leaned in, his tongue snaking out to taste my sopping cunt.

I moaned softly as he lapped at me, his hands gripping my thighs and pulling me closer to him. He feasts on me like a man starved, his tongue exploring every inch of my pussy.

"Oh fuck!" I gasped, rolling my eyes back as I felt the pleasure shoot through my body. He groaned against my pussy, his tongue delving deeper as he tasted me fully.

His fingers find their way to my clit, rubbing slow circles around it as he continued to eat me out. Then he switched places, moving his lips to my clit and fingers to my hole, teasingly torturing me.

"Mmmmh...you taste so good.." he grunted, gripping my hips tightly, holding me in place as he eats me out. His tongue flicked back and forth over my clit as his fingers pumped into me slowly, he could feel me getting close, my legs shaking and my moans getting louder.

His fingers moved faster in me, curling at my g spot and sending shock waves throughout my body, I gripped onto the desk tightly, my knuckles going white as I felt my orgasm getting closer.

"You gonna cum baby, hm? I can feel it...your tight pussy quivering against me.." he smirked, wrapping his lips around my clit and sucking hard. I couldn't form words, only letting out little sounds of approval.

He doubled his efforts, suctioning my clit with his lips while plunging his fingers deep inside me. The combination of his tongue and fingers push me over the edge, making me cum with a loud cry, my pussy spasming around his fingers.

"Good girl.." he chuckled, sliding his tongue down to my slit and collecting every bit of juice I left for him, not wasting a single drop. He slowly rose his head to meet mine, his chin covered in my cum, glistening in the dim light.

He leaned closer, pressing a soft, tender kiss to my lips, letting me taste myself. He slowly moved down to my neck, placing soft kisses, then down to my chest, where he met my tits, his hands cupping them and squeezing gently.

"You have amazing tits, the best I've ever seen," he whispered, gently kissing my nipples as he latched onto them, sucking gently, the sensation driving me crazy. I wrapped my and around the back of his head, pulling him in closer, completely stuffing his face with my breasts.

"Y'know, I could die like this and I would never complain," he murmured against my tits, "oh really? Is that supposed to turn me on?" I bursted out laughing, he just rolled his eyes playfully and kept sucking on my tits.

His tongue slowly swirled around my sensitive buds, I could feel my pussy throb with each movement he made, his touch driving me crazy. "You want my cock baby, hm? It's aching for you.." he grinned, looking up at me, he grinded his hips against mine, rubbing his hard, clothed cock against my bare pussy, causing a delicious friction that has him moaning softly against my skin.

"Oh god yes..please.." I gasped, my hands reaching down to his pants, trying to tug them down. He smirked, stepping back from my grasping hands, taking the opportunity to remove his pants and boxers all at once. He tossed them aside and returns to me, his cock standing tall. He takes my hands in his, placing them on his shaft.

"Tom..." I looked up at him, slowly moving my hands with his, watching as his face contorted in pleasure. He leaned down, his lips meeting mine in a passionate kiss. He moaned into my mouth as I stroked his cock, his hands wandering to my breasts again.

His moans grew louder as I started to stroke him faster, my hands moving up and down on his slicked cock. His hands roughly grabbed my breasts, pinching my nipples between his fingers, "mmh!" I whined, feeling my cunt ache for him.

"So good..keep going.." he groaned, I used my other hand to grab one of his hands, "let's do it together.." I looked up at him, his eyes lit up at the idea, immediately moving towards my entrance. He shoved 2 fingers in, curling them to hit my sensitive spot again.

"Mmmh! Oh fuck!" I gasped, arching my back from his thrusts, with a low growl, Tom picked up the pace of his fingers, plunging in and out of me, harder and faster. My shaky hands jerked him off at lightning speed. He reached his thumb up to my clit, rubbing gentle circles on it, grinding his hips against my hand, chasing his own release as he finger fucks me relentlessly.

"Fuck!" he yelled out, his thrusts becoming more erratic as his own climax approached, his digits moving in and out of me at a rapid pace, "Tom! Holy shit!" I moaned loudly, pumping his shaft even more, feeling his cock throb in my hands.

He leans over, panting in my ear as he whispers, "oh baby, I want you to cum for me. Cum all over my fingers.." I nodded, whining and screwing my eyes shut, my pace never faltering on his cock, only getting harder and faster.

His balls tightened just as my pussy tightened around his fingers, signalling our orgasms in sync with each other. With one last pump of his cock and one last thrust in my sopping pussy we both came, our releases crashing down, he groaned and came all over my stomach, as I came all over his fingers.

Tom removed his fingers, bringing them to his lips and tasting my release with a devilish smirk. He then proceeds to scoop up the cum on my stomach with his fingers, offering it to me, "open up baby, I want you to taste me," he smirked, I gladly accepted them, gently sucking on his fingers, groaning at the taste of his cum.

After resting for a bit he finally spoke up, "god, I need to be inside you, I need you so bad..." he mumbled, pulling back and looking into my eyes. I nodded in approval, letting him pick me up from the desk.

He sat down on his desk chair, pulling me into his lap, our naked bodies flush against each other. His semi hard cock pressed against my thigh, he nuzzled my neck, his warm breath sending shivers down my spine.

"Are you ready princess?" he looked up at me, his eyes full of love. I gently nodded, hovering over his lap, watching his cock come back to life again, he smirked, grinding the tip of his cock in between my folds.

"Don't tease..." I spoke through gritted teeth, reaching down and grabbing his cock, slowly sitting down on it, the inches engulfing my pussy all at once. As he was fully in he shuddered in pleasure, holding my hips tightly.

He threw his head back in pleasure, his fingers digging into the flesh of my hips as he guides me up and down on his cock. The feeling of my tight pussy wrapped around him is almost too much to bear, "fuck...so good.." he murmered, thrusting up into my cunt. "Hold onto me baby, I won't go easy on you," he chuckled, moving my hands from his chest and around his neck.

I moved closer into his chest, resting my head on his shoulder as he started to piston his cock into me, hitting the right angles straight away. "Mmmm, that's it, just like that. Take my cock deep, squeeze it with that tight fucking cunt.." he growled lowly in my ear, as he started to thrust into me with more force, slamming his shaft into me with each upward stroke.

"Fuck!" I whined, planting sloppy kisses on his neck, hitting sensitive spots, causing him to moan lowly and fuck me harder, his cock pounding into me with all it's might.

He slides his hands up my back, gripping my shoulders and starting to pull me down onto his cock, fucking me harder with each thrust, his tip hitting my cervix, driving me crazy with all the pleasure I was getting just from his cock.

"Yesss! Fuck!" I whined, throwing my head back, my back arching to meet his thrusts. He grunted, his hips snapping to meet mine with increasing ferocity, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room rapidly.

I felt tension build up in my stomach, tightening into a huge knot. "I'm close Tom, don't stop!" I gasped, my hands resting on his shoulders, digging into them as his cock kept ramming into me.

"Yeah that's it, cum on my cock baby. You're gonna make me cum so hard inside you.." he chuckled darkly, "you like that huh? You like feeling my cock deep inside of you?" he smirked, leaning forward to suck and bite at my neck, leaving love bites as sovenirs.

"Yes! Yes, I love it Tom!" I cried out, stray tears dripping down my cheeks as the pleasure became almost too much. He grabbed my hips with more force, lifting me up and slamming me back down on his cock with reckless abandon, almost painfully hard and fast.

"Yessss! Oh my god!" I screamed out in pleasure, rolling my eyes back as I felt my orgasm approach quickly, my pussy starting to wrap around his cock like a snake, tightening around it.

With one last hard slam my orgasm exploded, loud moans coming from my mouth as my juices spilled all over his cock. The feeling of my cunt clamping down on his cock sent him into oblivion, slamming into me one last time and shooting his load deep in me, "fuck!" he yelped, sitting me back down on his lap.

"Oh my god.." I panted, collapsing onto his chest, my chest heaving up and down, trying to calm down from my third orgasm, my body weak on his. "Oh you did so well baby...'m so proud.." he kissed my neck gently, giving me reassuring words, nothing like he used to do.

He gently collected my hair, grabbing a hairtie off my wrist and pulling it back, brushing stray hairs from my face and tilting my chin to look up at him. He chuckled at my exhausted state, my eyes droopy and dry tears staining my face.

"Even when you're a mess you're still beautiful.." he smiled gently, kissing the tip of my nose and letting me nuzzle back into his neck. After a while of resting I popped my head up, "why were you actually struggling so much?" he paused, hesitating before sighing. "cause I couldn't stop thinking about you..." he admitted.

"That's it? I thought you were in trouble Tom, you had me worried," I sighed in relief, "no no, none of the sort, I just would always catch myself daydreaming about you, forgetting the paperwork for hours just because I was thinking of you," he blushed, embarassed to admit all of this.

"Don't be embarrassed!" I giggled, "I like to think you were thinking about me," I smirked, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips. "Why don't we turn this marriage around, start over again," he gently caressed my cheek, "of course, I'd love that.." I rested my face back into his neck, enjoying the feeling of his strong arms wrapped around me.

tags: @itsmealaiah @itsangelll @ballhair

tags: @kaulitzswhxre @kaulitzsbabyy @miyukafujii

tags: @tomsonlyslut @bkaulitzlover @bills-wife-1

tags: @20doozers @ella1289 @pa1n-0f-l0ve

[gustavsbrainneuron]

ㅤㅤWhat happens on tour, stays on tour.

ㅤㅤㅤ2010 Tom Kaulitz × female reader.

Warnings: smut smut and smut, p in v, unprotected sex, slightly degradation(?...), just Tom fucking reader on tour because hES A HORNY MONSTER.

Author's note: soo this is just a little something cuz iM HOENEYY HORNY HORMY HORNY 🤤🤤🤤 i think I'm gonna write a m!reader fic but idk.... WELL . english isn't my first language so I'm sorry if there are any mistakes mwahmwahmwah :³

It all started a few hours ago, at the concert of your favorite band - Tokio Hotel. You traveled here to see them, paid for the tickets and planned all of this but something happened, something very unexpected and something you hadn't even thought about. During the show, you had caught the attention of the famous guitarist, Tom Kaulitz. Maybe because of your way of dressing? Or maybe the way you screamed the lyrics to the songs and when you noticed he was watching you, your face automatically turned red like a tomato? Yes, maybe that's what made Tom come talk to you after the show.

You couldn't believe it. One of your favorite members from your favorite band, wanting to talk to you? Without you having to pay or anything?! You felt so euphoric that your heart felt like it was going to explode. It started with something very casual and a little awkward, let's say that, well, it's not every day that you get to be close to one of your idols and talk to them. Especially with someone as beautiful as him, his beauty seemed clearer up close than in photos - not that he was ugly in photos, of course not. Never. Little by little, a certain tension was created there, you don't know how, but you attracted Tom almost like a magnet and he made it obvious, flirting with you and giving some indications that he wanted to take you to his hotel room, if you know what I mean.

Who were you to refuse an invitation from Tom fucking Kaulitz asking you to go to his hotel room?? Who would even think about refusing? And it was this line of thinking that made you end up this way.

"Take it. Every last inch." He demanded firmly, pulling back slowly, almost completely escaping your tight walls only to snap his hips forcefully, slamming into you with a wet squelch. Over and over he pounds into you, setting a rhythm you couldn't keep up with, making the obscene sound of skin slapping against skin echo through the hotel room. In response, you arched your back, your eyes squeezed shut as your lewd whimpers mixed with the creaking of the bed, your hands desperately reaching for something to discount the intensity, finding Tom's broad shoulders, which accepted your nails digging into his warm skin tremblingly, a growl escaping his lips as he bottoms out in one powerful thrust, burying himself to the hilt, feeling your gummy walls gently suppressing his member.

"This cunt was made for my cock...so fucking tight." One of his large hands made its way to your hip, keeping you in place while he pounded against you again, withdrawing almost completely, leaving only his tip inside you, just to suddenly - thrusting himself deep into you, eliciting whines and gasps from your lips. Wanting more from you, Tom took his other hand to your hair, pulling the strands delicately but firmly, exposing the thin column of your neck to his teeth, which immediately began to mark the skin, biting, sucking, nibbling, marking in every way possible. "Since the moment I laid my eyes on you, I knew you'd be the perfect toy for me to break in." He hissed against your neck, the piece of metal from his pierced lip giving a new sensation on your neck, it was as if the cold metal burned your skin, giving a strange but incredibly more pleasurable sensation.

"M-..h-hah!" You cried out incoherently, your eyes opening quickly only for you to see a glimpse of Tom's lustful eyes, his eyes looking deep into your soul, knowing exactly what to do and when to do it, where to touch to make you melt into his touch. It was as if he had known you for years. Tom heard your cry and smirked when your little eyes opened to look at him, finding the sight more pleasurable than anything he had seen in his life. "You're so damn responsive. Love watching you lose control under me." His voice was low, you could hear the smirk in his voice, his tip starting to hit against your cervix, which made your body tremble, your legs immediately wrapping themselves around Tom's waist, helping him to get even deeper inside your warmth. Suddenly, he began to increase his pace, driving himself inside you with an inexplicable and almost insatiable desire. Each stroke hits hard against your cervix, hard enough to make you see stars behind your closed eyelids. "Feel that? That's your tight little cunt swallowing my cock whole. Gonna fuck you till you can't walk straight tomorrow."

His filthy talk only serves to send more jolts of pleasure through you, your pussy clenching rhythmically around his cock as if trying to milk him for more. Tom groaned deeply, his hips snapping even harder, slamming against that sweet spot inside you only to make you come undone beneath him first. You whimpered in response, your body contorting in a small "fight", trying to escape Tom and his merciless thrusts, unable to escape him, who just let out a low laugh in response, lowering his face to attack your neck, going back to giving hickeys in that area while he purposefully hit your sweet spot constantly, until moan after moan, your mind became clouded and nothing was going through your head, your legs shaking and your hands squeezing Tom's shoulders as you came, your fluids dripping down Tom's thick length, which just kept moving inside you, chasing his own imminent release. Your walls squeezing him and milking him for all he was worth was enough for him to climax, releasing spurts of the hot, gooey liquid inside you, your rapid breathing mixing with his as he rose the kisses he placed on your neck, up to your face, colliding your two lips in a gentle and calm kiss, whines still escaping your mouth.

When he finally broke the kiss, he fixed your messy hair and when you opened your eyes, he was still looking at you hungrily, wanting more of what only you had. "I'm not done yet. I need more." He responded with a voice filled with pleasure that still passed through his body and a naughty-innocent like smile on his lips. It probably wouldn't be the first time you've seen each other, let alone the last - you're one lucky fan.

[angel1d0ll747o]

This era omg

[http-hoshi]

His short blonde era makes me scream and cream oh my god I'm gonna nut everywhere 😫

[tomscumwhore]

Sunrise And Sex - Tom Kaulitz

A/N: instead of Tom pounding into me, my head is pounding with a headache 😞

Warnings: dom!2016!Tom, sub!fem!reader, head (f! receiving), p in v (missionary), profanity, overstimulating. Lmk if I missed anything!

Contains: fluff, smut, Y/N first person perspective.

Synopsis: Tom is your husband, and you’re cuddling in bed when things take a turn.

Word Count: 1.7K

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My eyelids flutter open and I do my best to adjust to the morning light. The sun is shining through the curtains, casting a warm golden hue in the room. I glance at the alarm clock on the bedside table, 6:32 AM. I yawn softly and stretch my back before looking down at Tom.

He has his arms wrapped around me, nuzzling his face into my neck like a clingy cat. I smile softly and I stroke his hair. Usually put up in a bun, his hair flows freely down onto his shoulders. He’s always liked to keep his hair long, and I’ve always loved his long hair.

He slightly stirs in his sleep, his grip on my growing tighter. He begins planting soft kisses on my neck, and I smile. “Good morning, sexy.” I tease. He chuckles, his voice hoarse and raspy from just waking up. His arms wrap tighter around me, his eyes fluttering open. He places one more kiss on my neck before lifting his head slightly and looking at me with a smirk on his face. “Mmm… Good morning, beautiful…”

He leans in, closing the small amount of space between us and presses my lips against his in a slow, soft kiss. After a moment, he pulls back and looks into my eyes. “How did you sleep, babe?” He asks.

“I slept pretty good. Had a few dreams.” I say, playing with his hair. He raises an eyebrow at my response. “Oh, really? What kind of dreams?” He says, laying his head on his hand and propping his elbow up. I wiggle my eyebrows suggestively, a sly smirk on my lips.

He lets out a small laugh and smirks. “Naughty girl…" He gently nestles his face into the crook of my neck and continues to plant soft kisses on my skin. I giggle softly. “It’s not my fault!”

His arms wrap tighter around me and he pulls me closer to him, his chest pressed against my back and his face still in my neck. He breathes me in, humming in satisfaction. He then slides his hand under my shirt, his fingertips slightly grazing the skin of my tummy. He hums once more, pulling me closer to him and peppering more kisses onto my skin.

He pauses and speaks in a low, tired voice. His breath is hot and uneven against my neck. “Did you want breakfast?… or should I eat you instead?…” He mutters. I smirk. “Mmm… that’s a tough decision. I’m pretty hungry, but I think you should eat me.”

He lets out a small growl. He sits up slightly, throwing the covers off of us both before he quickly straddles my waist. Tom looks down at me, the hunger clear in his eyes. “Good girl…”

I look up at him with my big doe eyes, feeling the heat between my legs grow. He pulls my shirt off rather quickly and tosses it to the floor, leaving me completely topless since I’m not wearing a bra. He then quickly leans down, hovering over me and starts to kiss and bite at the skin of my neck in a needy way. His hands travel over my body, gripping my waist and hips desperately. My breathing becomes heavy, letting out sighs of pleasure as he kisses my neck.

His lips come up to my earlobe, nibbling on it gently before whispering in his deep voice. “Can I have a taste, liebe?” I nod my head. “You know you don’t have to ask, baby…” I whisper back, my nipples growing hard at the sound of his raspy voice.

He smirks against my neck before slowly kissing his way down my body, his hands kneading my breasts as he does so. Every so often, he leaves a bite or a mark on my skin. When he finally reaches my stomach, he bites down roughly on my hip once, causing me to wince in pain. He quickly pulls my shorts down and tosses them. Tom's eyes are dark as he looks down at the sight of me. He pauses for a moment and his tongue licks over his lips in excitement.

He slides my soaked panties down before tossing them to the floor. He gently, but firmly, spreads my legs apart, letting out a low hum when he sees how slick I am. “So wet f’me already…” He says, his voice a low rumble.

His tongue jolts out to lick a stripe up my slit, causing to me let out a breathy moan. His tongue begins to swirl around my sensitive bud, causing me to moan softly.

His lips latch onto my swollen clit, suckling and gently scraping his teeth over it. My hands grasp onto his hair, gently tugging at the brunette strands. “Scheiße…!” I whine out, my back arching.

He moans against my pussy, causing vibrations that make my eyes roll back in my head. His tongue plunges into my tight hole, soft squelches filling the room. As he increases his pace, my thighs begin to close in on his head. Tom growls, his big hands forcing my thighs apart and pinning them to the soft mattress underneath us.

“Tom…! M’gonna come…” I mewl, my body squirming and writhing under him. My hips buck frantically against his face, wanting more. “No. Not until I say so.” He growls against my pussy. I whine in frustration.

He continues lapping at my pussy like a starved man, switching between sucking on my clit and thrusting his tongue in and out of my hole. Tears are rolling down my face, my tummy tight.

“T-Tom… please… lemme come!” I say desperately, my legs trembling. I’m practically begging him at this point, my hands clutching the bedsheets.

“Hmmm…” He hums, pretending to ponder about it. “Alright. Come for me, baby.” Finally, I see white, and I come undone on his tongue as he laps at my glistening juices.

He slowly and gently eases off when he feels me start to come down from my high. He’s breathing unevenly against my skin and be slowly climbs back up my body until he could see my face once more. He speaks to me in a breathless, low tone. “That was definitely a great breakfast…” He says, a smirk plastered on his face, his beard dripping wet in my juices.

I laugh slightly, my chest heaving up and down as I take heavy breaths. He leans down and presses his lips against mine. Slipping his tongue in my mouth, I taste myself on him and I cringe at the taste. He pulls away and smirks. “I’m not done with you yet, Schatz.”

He quickly reaches over to the nightstand beside the bed and rummages through the small drawer. He lets out a small “ah-ha!” and pulls out a small foil packet. He slips out of his underwear rather quickly, revealing his ready cock, standing tall against his abdomen, his tip leaking pre.

He tears the packet open, letting out a slight huff of breath as he rolls the condom onto his length. With the condom on, he leans over me once more; between my legs, one of his knees are in between mine and his hands are on either side of my shoulders.

He takes his member in his hand, teasing my folds as he rubs the tip against my slit. I let out a small whimper, still sensitive from him eating me out. He smirks and grips my hips.

He positions himself at my entrance before suddenly snapping his hips forward. He bottomed out inside of me, filling me completely. He lets out a deep and satisfied moan as his face falls into the crook of my neck. He pauses for a moment, allowing me to adjust to his size (though I know it all too well).

“You ready?” He asks, groaning slightly. I nod my head eagerly. He begins rocking his hips back and forth, hands gripping my hips tightly. I moan softly, my arms wrapping loosely around his neck. He increases his pace, cursing in German under his breath.

The room is silent, alone from the mix of moans, skin on skin, and the bed creaking under us. “F-Fuck… you feel so good… so tight…” He says breathlessly, growling into my ear.

His tip kisses my cervix so deliciously as he pounds into me, my boobs bouncing from the force. I claw at his back, feeling my release approaching. “So close… sofuckinggood…” I whisper, barely able to form words of coherent thoughts as my brain turns to mush.

He groans, his movements becoming sloppy. “Me too… fuck, Y/N…!” He moans. Our bodies are sweaty, sweat dripping down my forehead. “M’not gonna last… come with me… c’mon…” He pants out, gripping onto my thighs tightly.

With a moan of his name, I come. The feeling of me clamping down on him and hearing me moan his name sends Tom over the edge, spilling his hot seed into the condom. He continues to roll his hips, riding out our highs.

He stays buried deep inside of me, his cock twitching inside of me. He collapses on top of me and buries his face into my neck. Our sweaty bodies stick together as I wrap my arms around him.

“F-Fuck… you’re so amazing, babe…” He says, panting heavily. After a moment, he slowly pulls out of me. He rolls the condom off, tossing it in the trash can beside the bed.

“God, I love morning sex…” I say with a breathy laugh. He laughs along with me, leaning down and pressing a kiss against my temple. “You love all kinds of sex, you little slut.” He says with a smirk. I can’t help but smile sheepishly, knowing damn well he’s right.

“I love you, liebe.” He says softly, kissing my cheek. I smile brushing some strands of hair out of his face, damp from his sweat. “I love you too, babe.”

He hums in appreciation against my neck as he snuggles up to me. He breathes in my scent, and after a moment, he speaks to me in a soft, but quiet, tone. “Are you alright? I wasn't too rough, was I, gorgeous?"

I shake my head. “No, no… it was perfect. You were perfect.” I say reassuringly. He smiles and sits up. “Mmm, i’m glad to hear that, liebe. I was just worried. You were very squirmy… and loud.”

I roll my eyes, chuckling a bit. “Shut up.” He laughs along with me and pulls me up. “Let’s take a shower, yeah?”

[p1nkprincess444]

˙✧˖ ᴀᴅᴅɪᴄᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ - ᴛᴏᴍ ᴋᴀᴜʟɪᴛᴢ ˖✧˙

female!reader x tom kaulitz

word count: 1,173

contents: 18+, cheating, small angst, small fluff

part two

You both had known one other since you were fourteen. Tom was your first love, he was your first everything but neither of you ever seemed to get the timing right with your relationship, and then with little to no warning he was married. You tried to be the supportive friend, you tried to be happy for him, but when you were alone in your tiny apartment at night all you could do was cry about what could have been. Occasionally Bill would come and check on you but most of the time it would end with you crying in his arms. Bill was one of your closest friends and he was the only one who knew of your feelings for Tom. 

Bill had now somehow convinced you to come out with him to a club, so now you found yourself in a short party dress with high heels holding onto his arm. He brought you over to the bar buying you shots and other random colorful drinks to help you loosen up. You slowly became increasingly more tipsy as Bill fed you drinks. With no hesitation as a song came on he pulled you up from the bar stool. You both made your way out onto the dance floor where his arms locked around your waist pulling you close to him. The movement of your bodies pressing together felt effortless and free as your hips moved with his. Bill’s hands held onto your hips pulling you against him as he moved to the music with you unaware of the eyes on the two of you. 

Little did either of you know Tom and Heidi were already in the club when you arrived. Tom noticed you almost as soon as you walked in, taking in the way your party dress hugged your body and the way you held onto his brother. He knew he loved his wife but watching as you laughed and held on to Bill sparked a deep seated jealousy within him. Now watching as you grinded against Bill was his breaking point. He couldn't stand the way Bill was pulling your hips into his and the way you would whisper something into his ear making a smirk show on his brother's face. Tom tried to focus back on his wife who was pulling him close for a kiss or a dance but his gaze just kept traveling back to you. 

His gaze locked on you as you whispered something into Bill’s ear before you walked off. He carefully departed from his wife. As he followed you he maintained a far enough distance that you wouldn’t notice him as you walked into the girls bathroom. 

You walked into the surprisingly empty bathroom pulling open your small clutch as you began touching up your makeup. You heard the squeaky door hinges creak open as you applied your lip gloss before the sound of the lock clicking echoed off the bathroom walls. Your eyes glanced over to whoever had entered and to your surprise it was not another girl, it was Tom.

“ Tom- I didn’t know you were here... ”

Before you could get out your next sentence his lips were on yours. His hands possessively cupped your face pulling you into the kiss. You stumbled back from his sudden movement but he caught you, one of his arms moved to wrap around your waist desperate to keep you close to him. His hands moved down pushing up your dress so it was now bunched around your waist. He hoisted you up onto the countertop pushing open your thighs as he deepened the kiss.

“ Du gehörst mir. ” { You’re fucking mine. }

He pulled you closer to him, his hardened cock grinding against your panties through his jeans. It was almost too much for you to process. I mean Tom was married for god sake why was this suddenly happening now? Why did he suddenly crave you as much as you craved him? All your questions were soon pushed to the side as you felt the sensation of the bare head of his cock rubbing against your panties. He wasted no time before hooking them to the side and pushing into you. It had been several years since you and Tom had sex so needless to say he had grown a bit. His cock was stretching you to the brim as it slid in and out of your tight cunt. The sounds that filled that empty club bathroom were ungodly as your moans and his grunts mixed with the sound of skin slapping together. You reached a state of pure bliss as his cock abused that soft spongy part inside of you. The back of your head pressed back into the mirror behind you as your eyes shut while your moans grew louder. 

“ Open those eyes, look at me while I fuck you. ” His voice was strained with desire as he punctuated each of his words with a deep thrust of his cock. His hand gripped your chin forcing you to look into his dark brown eyes, “ Lass mich diese hübschen Augen sehen, Engel. ” { Let me see those pretty eyes angel. }

Your y/c/e eyes slowly opened and locked on his, he pressed small gentle kisses to your lips as he murmured how much he loved you against your lips. The whole moment felt so right and so wrong as his hips slammed into yours. You both knew he was married but in the moment the small gold band wrapped around his ring finger meant nothing. It was simply just another piece of jewelry.

“ I’m so close Engel, ” his hips stuttered as his impending release was closely approaching. 

His cock was bullying your cunt desperate to make you cum before him. His hands that were gripping your hips ever so tightly were pulling you in to meet each one of his brutal thrusts. Your moans were turning into screams before you released around his cock and without missing a beat his cum painted the inside of your cunt. His hips began to slow until coming to a stop still pressed against yours. Your head moved to rest on his shoulder as you both caught your breaths. 

“ Bist du gekommen, Engel? ” { Did you cum angel? }

You could only nod as it felt like you were on a completely different planet. Your face was pressed into his neck planting gentle kisses against his soft skin while his hand gently stroked your hair.

“ Was this just a one time thing? ” My words were completely muffled against his neck making it impossible to understand what I had asked.

“ What was that my love? ” Tom had gently pulled you up so now his large hands were holding your face in his hand again.

“ Is- was this just a one time thing? ”

Tom’s thumb gently traced your bottom lip as he shook his head, “ No- no I want more of you. We’ll figure something out, love.”

You nodded in response as you slowly moved in for a gentle kiss. His lips met your in a sweet sensual kiss almost like a promise to you.

୨୧ if this post does well, i'll be releasing a part two!! ୨୧

[explorks]

hes so fine with his lil skull top on ugh, id let him do anything to me BYE.

[thetobaccotornado]

HELLO TO ALL YOU SEXY WHORES‼️‼️

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[tom4lvs]

maybe in another life i’m a gorgeous and skinny young adult in the 2000s with a huge closet with hundreds of clothes, strolling around new york on stilettos with coffee in one hand and a pink flip phone in another as she walks into 2000s style barnes and noble to meet her friends before going to a tokio hotel album signing in virgin megastore in times square and taking a picture of dreadlocks tom kaulitz in her pretty bedazzled digital camera 😞

[tokbilltom]

i made this :3!!

[tomssexdoll]

Under His Strings

PAIRINGS: Tom 2014 x Female reader

CONTENT: ANGST + SMUT + FLUFF

SYPNOSIS: Tom is Y/Ns private guitar teacher. One day when she shows up she couldn't get the song right, failing almost every time she played, she could sense his frustration and used it to her advantage, teasing him until breaking point.

A/N: ur all amazing ily

WARNINGS: dom!tom, sub!reader, p in v (missionary), mutual masturbation (handjob, fingering), a lot of teasing, degrading, age gap (5 years)

Tom was my guitar teacher, I took private lessons with him, I do have to admit they were expensive but Tom always gave me a discount, calling me his favourite student. I loved every session with him, he was patient, gentle and funny, he always bought us food and let the lesson go overtime.

He was in a band when he was younger, retiring to teach people guitar. He was a bit older, 27 to be exact. I was only 22, looking to learn guitar as a little hobby, the city I lived in being super boring.

When I wasn't learning guitar with Tom, I was at school. I came in one day for my usual lesson, I sat down on his fancy, red leather couch, grabbing one of his guitars and setting it in my lap, waiting for him to show up.

Shortly after he entered the room, his eyes scanning the room before settling on me. He sauntered over, his muscular physique clearly visible under his grey shirt. He took notice of my smile and returned it with a charming smile, "good morning, ready for your lesson?" he sat down next to me, grabbing a guitar too and facing me.

I nodded, "yep! Let's get started," I smiled brightly, grabbing my notes sheet, looking at the song I was due to play. He chuckled at my enthusiasm, grabbing the aux and plugging them into the speakers and guitar.

"Alright then, pay attention to the chord progressions and let your fingers find the notes naturally," he looked up at me from his guitar, making sure my fingers were in the right spots.

I began to play the song, messing up a few times, not able to get the rhythm right. I could tell he was growing a little bit frustrated, I usually had the ability to catch on pretty quickly but this song was difficult.

He let out a deep sigh, "I know you can do better than this, try again," he watched me play again, yet there was no improvement, only worsening due to the pressure of him watching me.

"Tom I can't!" I sighed, frowning deeply, his expression turned stern, eyes narrowing as he studied my performance, "can't or wont? Because right now, it looks like you're not even trying," he reached out, taking my hand, his large fingers wrapping around mine as he placed it on the fretboard. "You have potential Y/N, sometimes you just...don't try hard enough," he kept his hand on mine for a little too long, rubbing his thumb over my skin.

"Tom you don't understand, I am trying!" I whined, upset with how strict he was being. His eyes flashed with a hint of anger, his grip on my hand tightening tightly.

"Understand? I understand that you're struggling, but that's no excuse for mediocrity, I've taught you well and will not tolerate this from you," he leaned in, "whatever..." I muttered, pulling my hand away from his and focusing on my guitar again.

I started to play again, Tom watching me for a few moments, his expression unreadable. He leaned back on the couch, crossing his arms over his chest as he observed my progress. "No, no, no. You're still rushing the chorus. Slow down, take your time with it," I grunted and set the guitar aside, "well I can't help it if you're watching me like a fucking hawk!" I raised my voice, my tone laced with frustration.

He raised an eyebrow at my outburst, scooting closer. He took a deep breath, leaning forward to place a hand on my knee, "that's enough. I'm just trying to help you improve, let's try again," he looked into my eyes, reaching up and gently squeezing my shoulder before letting go and handing my guitar back to me.

Tom watched me intently, his eyes following every move I made as I played. He nodded along to the rhythm, occasionally offering a suggestion here or there, but for the most part he observed in silence. At times, he even moved closer to me, seemingly drawn in by your performance.

As I finished he spoke up, "that's it, well done, all you're stuck on is the chorus, come here, let me help," he turned me around, coming up behind and wrapping his arms around me, placing his hands on mine, "there we go, now let's start.." he whispered gently.

His chest pressed against my back as he adjusted my grip on the guitar and helped me strum the strings, his breath was hot against my ear as he whispered instructions, sending tingles down my spine, "see, it's all about timing and rhythm," he smirked, I bit my lip and nodded, feeling the tension start to build, the air thickening.

I kept strumming, purposefully getting it wrong to tease him. His grip on my hands tightened as I kept getting it wrong. His patience started to wear thin, his body tensing behind mine as he tried to control his anger, "no, no no, like this"

I kept messing it up, a small smile tugging at my lips, "like this?" I turned to look at him, our faces inches away. His eyebrows furrowed, his grip on my hand tightening even more as he tried to control his growing frustration. His chest heaved against mine as he took a deep breath, "stop fucking around and listen to me," he growled lowly.

"Sorry Tom.." I batted my eyelashes, putting on a fake innocence to drive him crazy. I backed my ass into his crotch, softly grinding into his erection, "so, do i do the chords like this?" I smirked, playing the guitar right for a moment.

His breath hitched as he felt me grind against him, his cock slowly hardening . He clenched his jaw, trying to maintain his composure, "yes, just like that.." he murmured, his voice strained.

He tried to adjust himself discreetly, but I could feel him twitching against me. I smirked as he cleared his throat, trying to play it off, "okay Tom.." I kept grinding softly, at one point pushing my ass into his crotch.

"Tom I just can't get it right!" I whined, he hissed softly as he felt my ass digging into his hard cock, a rush of pleasure shooting through him. He tightened his grip on the guitar to try and distract himself, but it was no use. "Here, let me help you," he whispered softly, holding back a moan.

I nodded, feeling his hands gently move towards my hips, holding them tightly, guiding me to lean forward over the guitar. His breath quickened as he positioned me just right, so that his bulge pressed firmly against my ass. He could feel my warmth through his pants as he ran his fingers up and down my sides, teasing me softly.

I gasped, "keep teaching me.." I moaned softly, feeling his lips graze over my neck as he mumbled a low "ok..", his grip tightened on me, trying to guide my fingers on the guitar. His breath hitched as the friction against his aching cock became too much to bear.

I moved my hand behind me, towards his crotch, gently rubbing his bulge, causing him to let out a sharp breath, his hips jerking involuntarily, seeking more friction against my soft touches. "Not yet.." he warned, his voice low and husky, "focus on your lesson."

I smirked and returned my hands back to the thin strings of the guitar, gently strumming and slowly playing the song, "I can't get it right!" I grunted, turning to look at him again, his forehead covered in sweat, his breath ragged.

His eyes flashed with a mixture of frustration and desire, not understanding why I was teasing him like this, was I purposefully fucking up the chords? Was he crazy for thinking I was teasing him?

He swallowed hard, trying to regain his composure, "stop teasing and focus," I smirked, "you look tense Mr Kaulitz, what's wrong?" I said innocently, knowing damn well why he was acting like that.

He grunted lowly, I had lit a fire in him that he couldn't extinguish, "I'm not tense..." he growled, trying so hard to not just grab me, bend me over and fuck me until I couldn't walk straight.

"Are you sure?" I moved my hand to his crotch again, gently rubbing his erection, "you seem upset Tom.." his patience finally snapped, throwing the guitar aside and roughly spinning me around to face him.

His hands gripped my shoulders firmly as he glared down at me with a mix of anger and lust in his eyes. "Stop it, or I'll take you right here and now, do you want that? Do you want me to fuck you on this couch?.." he grunted, "what if i do..." I smirked, leaning in closer.

His anger boiled over and in a flash, he grabbed me by my wrist and yanked me towards him. His other hand cupped my face, digging his fingers into my skin as he slammed his lips against mine in a brutal, punishing kiss, "fucking teasing slut..." he grumbled, pulling me flush against his body.

His hands moved up and down my sides, gripping me tightly as he kissed me again, his lips moving passionately against mine, his tongue demanding entry. His hands squeezed my hips as he deepened the kiss, his tongue dominating mine in a heated dance, "you have no fucking idea what you do to me.." he grunted, moving his lips towards my neck, gently sucking.

"Tom.." I gasped, my mouth slightly agape as I wrapped my hand around the back of his head, gently tugging at his hair as he kissed my neck. He let out a low growl against my skin, knowing he had me right where he wanted me. His hands roamed down to the hem of my shirt, slowly lifting it up to expose my stomach and chest.

My tits hid behind my bra, his hands desperately tugging it off, revealing my breasts, my nipples hard. His gaze dropped to my exposed breasts, a low growl rumbling in his throat as he took in the sight.

His hands immediately move to cup and squeeze them firmly, drawing a gasp from my lips at the mixture of pleasure and slight pain. "Fuck, you're so fucking beautiful," he murmured.

He moved his hands back to my waist, pulling me swiftly onto his lap. I moved my hand down to his erection again, feeling his cock throb in his pants, "you want me to touch you, hm?" I whispered, moving my lips to his neck, gently kissing the skin.

He let out a strangled groan as I rubbed his aching cock, the sensation sending sparks of pleasure racing through him. His hands tightened on my waist, pulling me closer against him as he grinded into my touch, "yes, fuck...touch me, baby. I need it," he grumbled, I smirked and hummed in approval, quickly unbuttoning his pants and hooking my fingers around the waistband, dragging them down.

I hovered over his lap as he helped push his pants down further, letting them fall to his feet. His cock strained against his boxers, begging to be let free. I shoved my hands into his underwear, pulling his cock out, his tip glistening with pre cum.

A guttural moan escaped him as my fingers wrap around his aching cock, the feeling of my touch sending waves of pleasure coursing through his veins. His eyes rolled back slightly, a sheen of sweat forming on his brow as he arched into my grasp.

I started to move my hands up and down his shaft, small ragged gasps coming from his lips. As I kept jerking him off I felt his fingers slowly snake to my hips, down to my lower stomach and into my panties, running his fingers along my sopping folds.

A shudder ran through Tom as my hands work his cock, each stroke igniting a fire in his loins. The feeling of my slick heat against his fingers as he explored my panties was intoxicating, groaning low in his throat, "jesus, you're so wet for me already.." he leaned in, whispering against my lips.

I gently pressed my lips against his, whining as I felt his fingers enter me slowly. His lips devoured mine, his tongue slipping in to dance with mine as his fingers delved deeper into my wet heat "fuckkk...so tight and wet..taking my fingers so well baby.." he groaned, breaking the kiss for a second to spit dirty words at me, feeling my inner walls flutter around his fingers. His cock pulsed in my hand, straining towards release.

I moaned against his lips, continuing to stroke his cock, my pace quickening as I felt his fingers curl inside my pussy, teasing my g spot and sending shivers down my spine, "Tom...mmh..."

"You like that baby? You like when I finger this tight cunt?" he whispered, his breath fanning on my face. I nodded, whining softly as the pleasure built up, he broke the kiss, his chest heaving as he looked down at me with a dark, hungry gaze. His fingers worked inside me, pumping and curling to hit that sweet spot that made me clench around him.

He growled lowly as I worked his cock with renewed vigour, my hand flying up and down his throbbing shaft. The dual sensation of his fingers inside me and my hand on his dick almost too much to handle. "Fuck, yeah...Just like that you dirty slut.." he said, his voice laced with desire.

I felt my release quickly build up, my pussy clenching and throbbing around his fingers, soaking them in my juices. "Cum for me..let go baby.." he moved his lips down to my neck, placing sloppy kisses all over the skin, sucking gently and leaving marks in his path.

"Gonna cum baby...cum with me.." he said through gritted teeth, thrusting up into my hand, his thick cock moving up and down in my hand viciously, precum beading at his tip, his release dangerously close, ready to erupt at any second.

His cock throbbed in my hand, cum shooting across my stomach and breasts as he groaned, clenching his teeth, his pace never faltered even after his orgasm, only going harder, his thrusts erratic and cruel.

I threw my head back, moaning loudly as my orgasm came crashing down, my hole clenching tightly as my juices spilled all over his fingers.

"Fuck yes..that's it baby.." he groaned, removing his fingers from my cunt and moving them up to his mouth, gently sucking all the slick off with a pleasured hum, his chest heaving with extortion "mmh...you taste so sweet.." his eyes gleamed with satisfaction as he took in the sight of my pleasure drenched face.

After calming down from our earth shattering orgasms, he gently laid me back on the couch, climbing on top of me. His gaze darkened as he saw me ready for him, his possessiveness flaring as he pinned my wrists above my head, his cock still hard against my thigh. "You're mine, understand? Mine to fuck, mine to use however I please.." he said, his voice just above a whisper, taunting me.

"Yes Tom.." I nodded softly, looking up at him, my pussy aching for his cock. A wicked grin spread across his face as he saw the desperation in my eyes. His grip on my wrists tightened, his thumbs brushing over my pulse points.

"Good girl..." he lined up his cock, the head pressing against my entrance. He slowly entered me, inch by inch stretching me out, "ah! fuck!" I gasped, squirming in his grip. He let go of my wrists, his hands snaking to my hips instead, holding them in place.

A low grumble rumbled in his chest as he felt my warm enveloping him, "fuck, yes..You're so tight, so perfect..." he thrusted himself deeper inside me, setting a steady and dominating pace, "you belong to me now, understand?" he growled, reaching up and grabbing a fistful of my hair.

"Mmhm!" I whined, his eyes flashed with excitement, his thrusts becoming more forceful and deliberate. "You like that, don't you? Being fucked like a little slut..being fucked by your guitar teacher.." he leaned in, his hot breath against my ear, making my skin prickle.

I whined, not being to answer because of all the pleasure I was receiving, he chuckled deeply at my helpless response, pounding into me with reckless abandon, his cock throbbing inside me as he chased his climax.

I wrapped my arms around him and dug my nails into his back, the pain causing him to groan lowly. As much as he enjoyed the pleasure, he also enjoyed the pain.

The couch creaked and shuddered beneath us, a symphony of flesh slapping against flesh and my mingled moans and cries. He couldn't get enough of me, his body craving more with every thrust, "take it all, fuck.." he grunted, pulling my hair tighter, diving down into my neck and leaving rough, sloppy kisses.

He groaned into the crook of my neck, slamming into me with renewed ferocity, driven by the sweet torment of my nails and the desperation in my moans.

"Come for me, love. Let me feel you cum on my cock.." he groaned, the sound reverberating through his chest as he slammed into me with brutal force, he reached down with his spare hand and gently rubbed my clit, his cock twitching and throbbing in my needy cunt, signalling his impending release.

"Mmmh! Fuck!" I gasped, the feeling of being pleasured in 2 different ways at the same time driving me crazy, arching my back to meet his vicious thrusts.

His thrusts become erratic, powerful and ruthless, the couch slamming into the wall beside it with each brutal plunge. I felt my stomach turn in knots, my climax dangerously close with his.

His grip on me tightened as he slammed into me one final time, his cock erupting deep inside me, yelping my name. His hot seed flooded my pussy, painting my inner walls as he rode out his climax, lost in the intense pleasure of claiming me so thoroughly.

The feeling of being filled triggered my orgasm, I moaned loudly and came all over his cock, my juices spilling down it. He collapsed on top of me with a grunt, our chests heaving in unison, trying to calm down from another shared, mind blowing orgasm.

After a few minutes he gently shifted his weight off me, but remained lying close, settling behind me. His strong arms wrapped around me, pulling me into his chest. His breath still heavy as he recovered from the intense love making.

He reached out to gently stroke my hair and whispered, "I can't get enough of you, my love, we have to book you more classes during the week," I smirked, "oh do we? And what will we do Mr Kaulitz?" I taunted, turning around and looking up at him.

"Mmhh..." he gave a sly smile, his eyes glinting with  mischievous intent, "ah...I have a few extracurricular activities in mind.." he leaned in, his voice taking on a conspiratorial tone.

"Oh you do?" I giggled, "and what are those activities," I whispered against his lips. His hands wandered down my body, tracing the curves of my hips and waist before pulling me closer against him. He nipped at my bottom lip, his voice husky with desire.

"Mmmh...exploring every inch of your body, making you scream my name as I take you roughly.." he grinned, "oh really? I don't think that's very appropriate Mr Kaulitz, you're my guitar teacher after all," I said, continuing to taunt and tease him.

"Oh shut up.." he chuckled, capturing my lips in a passionate kiss. I deepened the kiss, feeling his tongue invade my mouth, his hands roaming my body, caressing and exploring, as he pulled away from the kiss he looked at me with a heated gaze.

"Let's get you cleaned up love, i'll drive you home.." he pecked my lips before grabbing a tissue from the coffee table in front of us, wiping all the cum he had spurted on my tits and stomach from before, then moving down to my pussy and cleaning the cum dripping out.

He helped me put my clothes on, fixing up my hair and holding my waist as I walked, my legs close to giving out, trembling slightly with every step.

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